The scene opens to show Baker in the hallway of the arena. As he is getting ready for his match against KD.

Baker: Just think ten.. TEN.

The crowd begins to chant "Ten, ten, ten, ten"

Baker: Riots ago you beat the current Light Heavyweight champion Pugh. A great win indeed, and then things came up and you weren’t booked as often anymore. Let’s change that this time around.

Baker: Last week shouldn't have ended that way. The TV title slipped right through your fingers, Baker. You’re a ten. You could’ve gave that title an amazing meaning. Baker: But that’s behind you now. You have a bigger challenge tonight in KD. The NA champion. That dingleberry is so much bigger than you. He’s like the great wall of china. You have to climb over him and conquer him.

Baker: And Tobin. He made a huge mistake last week by coming out and attacking me. Is he even relevant anymore? I’m ten times better than he is, and he doesn’t even stand a chance against me in the square circle.

Baker begins to bounce in place as he stretches his arms.

Baker: This is your year, Baker man. The fans are now behind you, and it’s your turn for the spotlight, and nobody can take that from-

The scene fades

The camera pans to the announce team.

	That isn't smart!
	Hahah I love it!

The following was previously recorded and took place on Friday the 17th February at 14:45pm.

The camera pans to the inside of the New York Country Courthouse. Standing in front of a lady judge is OCW legend and number one contender for the OCW championship this Sunday... Leon Valentine.

Court Lady: "I will personally make sure that you don't flee."

Leon: "Woman... You're talking to me like I am the murderer here. I am not the one that drove a truck into Versus's van. The real murderer is out on the streets."

Leon: "What I did was an act of kindness. Versus was already DEAD! You hear me... DEAD!!!"

Leon: "If he somehow woke up he would have been paralyzed, unable to speak. You heard the doctors. You saw the will and got video evidence. You also have video evidence of his beloved friend Ed asking me to pull the plug because he couldn't go through with it."

Leon: "What more do you want woman?"

Court Lady: "Murder is a very serious crime Leon!"

Leon: "You know who the real victim in all of this is? Me!!! Tell them Mr. Sackrider!"

Some of the police standing by start giggling loudly.

Court Lady: "Silence!!!"

Leon turns to his lawyer. Mr. Sackrider

Mr.Sackrider: "My client is innocent until proven guilty."

Leon: "You heard the man, now actual do your jobs and go find out who the real murderer is in all of this. I have a championship match I should be training for but instead I am stuck in here. An innocent man."

Court Lady: "I am releasing you on bail for now but there will be a trial Leon. If you try and escape this city, you will be spending your time in a cell. Do I make myself clear?"

Leon: "Do whatever you need to do but just know. While you waste your time doing all of this. The real murderer is on the streets and when he strikes again. I just hope you can sleep at night. Can I leave?"

Court Lady: "You may leave, we will be in touch with a date for your trial soon."

Leon: "Mr. Sackrider. I pay you a lot of money. Handle this!"

Again, some of the police can't help but laugh as Leon makes his way out the court room doors.

The Butcher and Alex are waiting outside along with Rodent who is carrying the necronomicon. Leon walks out of court as Alex goes to hug him.

Alex: "So...?"

Leon: "I am being put on trial!"

Alex: "But you're innocent..."

Leon: "I know but them savages in that court room don't believe that."

Rodent: "Master won't go to jail. We make sure of it."

Leon: "Let's just get out of here. Long week ahead and I got a date with Mr Nate Ortiz come Riot."

The cameras fade out as Leon, Alex, the Butcher and Rodent make their way to the limousine.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Hmmm
	WHAT?

Anthony Baker vs K.D Angelo

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Woah!
	WOAH!!!!

Theres an eerie quiet in the halls of the St Budapest Hospital as the scene opens. Nurses are few and far between as we catch a glimpse of their station.

A window sits above them - blinds closed, seemingly night time as a dark shadow appears - darting down the corridor - breaking the glow of the flourescent lights as it hurtles towards a private room.

As the figure comes up on the door, we see the name of the patient within scrawled onto a drywipe board - Waldrop. The figure slips through the door with ease, barely breaking the silence that haunts the ward.

The camera re-focuses in the room on the hooded figure again as it stands over the bed. Moonlight pierces through the darkness of the room, creating a looming shadow on the bed of the patient.

It remains there for a moment - stalking its prey - the fallen Trisha Waldrop. The figure removes the hood, exposing a shaved head and a tussled beard.

He grins a griny grin before moving his hand towards the beeping heart monitor and it's unreasonably open electrical outlet. The man grasps the wire, the lifeline - the thing doing most of Ms Waldrop's (divorced) breathing this days. His grip tightens on the wire as...

???: Pugh... Pugh...

What you've just read is a dream sequence. Its unclear how you were in the head of one Light Heavyweight Champion Paul Pugh, but you were. I assume you're some sort of Warlock, darting around the drug addled mind of a 46 year old, concussion riddled veteran wrestler and I hope you had fun but you've overstayed your welcome.

What are you some kind of pervert? Get out of his head and read this next bit, which hereafter will be referred to as "real life". Even though its not real - its written prose on a computer website...

Pugh snaps out of his deep slumber as we find ourselves in his home - his living room to be precise. Trisha Waldrop's cameraman Gus has returned to the scene of Trisha's accident last week.

I should explain that this was PREVIOUSLY RECORDED, and is still last week. Technically the first time In Yo Crib has lasted two weeks, but its also an incredibly clever way of disguising Pugh not being in the ring this week.

Gus: Pugh... You're fighting Crossbones in...

He checks his watch

Gus: ...6 hours.

Pugh darts up out of his hammock and immediately falls to the floor. He kips back up, as if he were a much younger man - a younger Pugh in fact, circa 2012.

As he springs to his feet, his gown falls open, revealing his fanny pack and also his fanny as he's wearing a banana hammock.

Pugh: ...dookieshoes GUS WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP BROTHER. WHERE'S THE MATCH?

Gus: ...New York City... Riot...

Pugh: WHERE THE HELL ARE WE NOW?

Gus: We're in... [REDACTED. For legal (tax) reasons we're unable to disclose where in the country Pugh is based. Some say its due to Pugh's intense belief that 9/11 was "an inside job" and he doesn't want the government to know that he's "onto them". Other's claim his work visa has expired, and he doesn't want to be subject to President Trump's deportation epidemic.]

Pugh: ...GUS HOW LONG WILL IT TAKE TO GET FROM [REDACTED. Why am I talking about myself in the third person? You still can't know which part of Florida he's... ah dookieshoes] TO NEW YORK CITY? GUS, HITCH UP YER WAGON PARTNER - WE GOT A TOWN TO MAKE HOOT!!

With that, Pugh bursts out into the street, diving into the drivers seat of his '87 TransAm (rose gold) as his fanny pack (neon pink) falls off his waist.

He spins up the wheels as Gus clambers into the passenger seat. With barely any time to spare, Pugh and Gus tear off to the end of the street as the scene fades.

Its important to note that the chronology is all over the place here -this promo was brought to you by hausofhoot.com and your friendly neighbourhood timelord Young Spidré. Did he make it?

Tune into the rest of the show to find out. Why do I keep saying "he" when I mean "me". Am I the handler, or the handled? Guess we'll find out at the PPV when Pugh fights H2O for the LHW title. It'll be the match of the night... probably.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Unreal!
	I don't know what you are talking about!

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