Previously Recorded Super Bowl Sunday

Nate Ortiz sits at the bed of Versus who is still on a ventilator. Nate reeks of alcohol as he glares at the tiny TV showing the start of overtime.

Nate: Damn it your boys are going to do it again.

Nate takes a sip from his flask. Knowing that his friend who always has something to say won’t respond and can’t even watch his favorite team in the Super Bowl.

The sound of the crowd cheering can be heard as the Patriots reach the goal line.

Nate: Looking at this game brings back memories of Wrestlution 1 for me man. I got my ass kicked for the first half of the match. Then I came back with a vengeance and walked out with a win…

Nate smirks knowing Versus would chime in.

Nate: Before you beat me for it minutes later.

Nate slaps his knee as the Patriots score winning the game. He looks over at his friend, hooked up to machines and tubes.

Nate: Well there it is, seems your guys had that Franchize Force you always talk about. You can never count them out.

Nate takes a sip as he stands placing his hand on his friend’s shoulder.

Nate: I just wanted to be here to give you the rundown of the game. I know you’ve beat this and come back better than ever. I’m going to get whoever did this. When I do I’ll be sure to save some for you.

Nate: I gotta go now brother you know…

Nate walks, picks up his bag, his eyes squint at the glare from part of the OCW Championship reflecting the light.

Nate: Responsibilities…

Nate shakes his head, the somber feeling turned one again to anger as he exits and the scene fades.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	:(
	:_(

The Camera Pans To The Ramp

The OCW atmosphere is standing for their resident Extreme superstar as it looks like this year everyone is coming out of the woodwork to add their mark. Judas looks amazing and is offically entered into OCW's lightweight division.

Judas: OCW. Your favourite daredevil is back in effect!!!!

"Welcome back" chants fill the crowd as the crowd anticipates exciting light weight matches with Judas back in the fold.

Judas: Usually I'm out climbing mountains or performing in the ex games so you don't see me till right around before or sometimes after Wrestlution which really sucks.

Judas: But this year, I heard it was the year of the lightweight. I heard everyone and their mother is trying to make weight so they can all go light.

Judas: Then we see the return of the Eternal EX champion!!! All that put together means one thing OCW. The return of Extreme in OCW.

The crowd pops as chant for "Extreme division" begin to come out

Judas: We all know you can't say EX without Judas Hallows so I'll be around. Jumping over dumpsters on BMX bikes, bathing in coca cola with Mentos dropped in it.

Judas: You know the usual... and if anyone is looking to show the poeple out here what the EX-treme division is all about. Just say my name!!!

Judas: Let's get Extreme once again OCW!!!!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Interesting!
	That hair!

Bill Ding vs K.D Angelo

Previously Recorded.

At a nearby pub, Sophia stops in for a bite to eat. As she looks over the menu, she hears a loud scratchy voice behind her as the person enters the pub.

????: What a p*ssy, don’t tell me this is how you’re celebrating?!

Sophia spins around in her stool, no other than one half of Betty Ford, Eerie Sunshine walking towards her with a lit Marlboro.

Sophia: Can’t say I’m much of a drinker…

Eerie: Den we gotta change that!

Eerie takes a seat next to the newly crowned OCW Women’s Champion and orders a stiff shot. The bartender reminds her of their no smoking policy. She actually listens and puts her cigarette out in Sophia’s club soda.

Eerie: Let me get you a real drink...we gotta celebrate you opening a second manhole for Alex Robinson and leaving Turmoil as top bitch. No soft drinks...hard and hot is the only way…you game?!

Sophia is a bit reluctant but figures what’s the worst that could happen, why the hell not. She allows Eerie to order another round of drinks. A half dozen shots later and a few glasses of whiskey have the two women dancing on the countertop Coyote Ugly style. Sophia pauses for a minute and props an elbow on Eerie’s shoulder to catch a breath (and stop the room from spinning).

Sophia: Wooo!!! Phew, Eerie… sista girl… where you been all my life?? I mean, you smell like a hundred year old moldy ashtray but sh*t you are a whole lotta fun.

Eerie smells her arm pits and shrugs.

Eerie: You like? It’s called “I don’t give a f*ck” by Chanel. This is how me and Anny used to get down. FREE F***IN’ ANNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAA !!!

Sophia: ANNNNNNNAAAAAAAA!!!! Wait, where is she again?

Eerie: She upstate like usual, if she ain’t in a wrestling ring, a bar...she’s locked up. Her probation officer had a hard on for her...literally! I’ll f*** him up like I wanna f*** Madison up!

Sophia: (Hiccup) Dontcha worry your smelly little head about that bish Madi… She's being well taken care of now.. (Sophia makes the crazy gesture and snickers).

Sophia: You know what? I think Anna needs to come join the fun. And now that I’ve finally got Belty back, she an’ I have been dying to go see some sights. She needs to be aired out after having been around Alex’s waist the past few weeks, smellin a bit musty… And something tells me you just the chick to lead the way. Whaddaya think, Sunshine?

Eerie: ROAD TRIPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!! Me, you, Belty….let’s go get Anna !

Sophia: YAAAAAASSS!

Eerie continues the celebration by punching a random guy in the chest, he falls back bumping another guy. That guy bumps another guy, and next thing you know it’s a pier six brawl. Eerie and Sophia are in the thick of it throwing punches and kicks. We fade to black as Eerie and Sophia finish celebrating.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I love this!
	A Trailer Park Biker Whore and someone who should have her travel visa revoked...GREAT!!!

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