[ BJCC Arena ] Birmingham, Alabama



PRESENTS ....

(CUTTO:  Backstage.)

(Jason Payne is seen walking, water bottle in hand, down the corridor.  Out of nowhere a figure pops out from behind a vending machine and clobbers Payne in the back of the neck with a shovel.  That man, is former P©X champion Chaos.)

CHAOS:  "Well, well.. it's about time you showed up. I was in New Orleans, Jason. I've been carrying a grudge and this shovel around for awhile.  It was a bitch to get through airport security, but it was worth it as I can stand here above you and proudly claim I just SPADE the dog of war…"

(He looks down at Payne lying on the floor.)

CHAOS:  "Look Jason … this didn't have to happen, but you didn't respect my belt."

(As if on cue, King Krusher walks around the corner and stops mid-stride.  Chaos catches him in his side view and turns to him, a smile on his face.)

CHAOS:   "Hey old man, you better listen too. The only reason you two were even fighting for this belt is because of me. I spent three years breaking my body and spilling my blood to make it mean something. It was around the waist of a punk, who dedicated a match to a dead pop star and the best they got for a challenger over me is some old man who should be back in his gym rolling on the mat teaching boys to be men, not in the ring soiling what little name he used to have."

(Krusher pats the belt on his shoulder, rolling his eyes.  We see security rush from off screen and begin to move in as Chaos gets in Krusher's face.)

CHAOS:  "This is xtreme wrestling old man. It's a place for Chaos.. it's a place for me. Go Home.  King Krusher it might be a good name for a monster truck, but you have NO business getting in my way… and no business holding MY championship."

(Chaos snarls, turns, and walks off screen. CUTTO:  Ringside.  The camera focuses in on Natalie Newman as she looks on in horror as Dean Julius is knuckle deep into his nose.  She taps on the broadcast table and shoots a glance over at the camera.  Julius ignores her and keeps plucking away.)

NEWMAN:  "Welcome back everyone.. we are here …. Unplugged … Birmingham, Alabama… and it is time for the MAIN EVENT!"

(Julius finally removes the finger from his nose and wipes it on Newman’s napkin.)

JULIUS:  "Ah, good. Finally we get to see some action."

NEWMAN:  "Finally?!  Did you miss the last three matches?"

JULIUS:  "You mean the ones where the same old horses ran the same old races?  Of course not."

NEWMAN:  "Okay.  Well, even though my counterpart here obviously has a lack of taste, even he will be sure to be on the edge of his seat as the New ERA of Wrestling World Heavyweight championship will be UNIFIED …"

JULIUS:  "Tact is going to finally take the two titles … and mold them into one."

NEWMAN:  "Or Shawn Hart.."

JULIUS:  "Are you crazy?  Shawn Hart might have pulled a fast one over Rocko Daymon on RAUCOUS, but Larry Tact is the top dog.  He was New ERA’s first World Heavyweight champion … and tonight he’ll be the ONLY New ERA World Heavyweight champion."

NEWMAN:  "The long strange journey that the New ERA World Heavyweight championship has been on will finally be placed on point.  Ever since EPW/NEW WrestleSTOCK ’07 there have been, at any given time, TWO World Heavyweight champions… first with Jonathan Marx and Rocko Daymon … and then after BANNED in the US, Larry Tact and Rocko Daymon … and as of RAUCOUS, now Larry Tact and Shawn Hart…."

JULIUS:  "But whoever that man was on RAUCOUS .. the one who fired Marcus LaRoque and claimed that he now owned WFW:NE … he made the match tonight … and this shitstorm is about to come to a standstill."

NEWMAN:  "Both men eagerly awaiting this match .. so let’s send it down to the ring for the introductions!"

(CUTTO:  Inside the ring.  Jamie Links stands in the center, microphone in hand as the lineup comes on screen.)

LINKS:  "Ladies and gentlemen …. The following match is scheduled for one fall …. And is the MAIN EVENT ……. UNIFICATION match for the New ERA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!"

(SFX:  Crowd pops huge!  CUEUP:  "Nobody Does it Better" by Carly Simon.  The crowd pops again as Shawn Hart steps through the curtain and begins to make his way down to the ring.)

LINKS:  "Introducing first… hailing from Orlando, Florida… he stands five foot eleven and weighs 211 pounds… he is the current New ERA of Wrestling WORLD … HEAVYWEIGHT … CHAMPION …… SHAWN …. JESSICA …. HART…. PEE AYCH DEEEE!"

(Hart takes the belt from around his waist and holds it in the air as he walks up the ringsteps.)

JULIUS:  "You can kiss that baby goodbye, Hart!"

(Hart kisses the belt before handing it to the ref.)

JULIUS:  "See! The bitch knows it’s gone for good now!"

(CUEUP:  "Karma Slave" by Splashdown.  The lights go dark as the word "TACT" begins to flash on the crowd.  They begin to jeer as Tact steps into a white spotlight on the stage.  The World Heavyweight championship hanging over his shoulder, he begins to make his way to the ring.)

JULIUS:  "Now THERE’s the champion!"

LINKS:  "And his opponent.. hailing from Manhattan, New York… he stands six foot six and weighs 260 pounds …. He is the current New ERA of Wrestling WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION ……… LARRY …….. TACT!!"

NEWMAN:  "Tact jawing at Hart as he slides into the ring … Tact holds up his championship belt and now points at Hart’s belt in the referee’s hand …"

JULIUS:  "He refuses to let the ref take his World Heavyweight championship while the ref still holds Hart’s!  The referee gives Hart’s belt to the ring attendant … and finally Tact hands over his belt…"

(SFX:  Bell rings.)

NEWMAN:  "Shawn Hart standing in the center of the ring waiting for Tact … but Larry Tact is taking his sweet time getting this thing started."

JULIUS:  "The man’s gotta make sure that his pads are on straight … that’s he’s fully stretched… wrestling in a World Heavyweight championship match is serious business!"

NEWMAN:  "Tact finally walking towards Hart ….. and the two lock up!  Both men vying for control… but Tact with a knee to the gut!  Tact grabs Hart by the hair and brings him into the corner …. SLAMMING Hart’s head into the top turnbuckle pad!  Tact with the head of Hart… and he drags Hart’s forehead across the top rope!"

JULIUS:  "That shit stings.  Tact controlling the match right from the get go … that’s the sign of a true World Heavyweight champion."

NEWMAN:  "Hart with a fist to the gut …. But Tact slams the forearm down across the upper back!  Tact with the irish whip .. and he charges after Hart …… AND CLOTHESLINES HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE!"

JULIUS:  "These two men aren’t screwing around that’s for sure.  The action is hot and heavy right from the get go."

NEWMAN:  "Hart on the outside getting to his feet …. But not before Tact slides to the outside!  Larry Tact… HE’s GRABBING A CHAIR!" 

JULIUS:  "Things aren’t looking too good for Shawn Hart."

NEWMAN:  "The referee yelling at Tact to drop the chair …. And he does …. RIGHT ON THE HEAD OF SHAWN HART!"

CROWD:  "BAD KICKS ASS! BAD KICKS ASS!"

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact with the chair …. AND HE DRIVES IT INTO THE MIDSECTION OF HART! AGAIN!  A THIRD TIME!"

JULIUS:  "The referee thinking twice about going to the outside to stop the carnage.."

NEWMAN:  "Tact now droppin… no .. he’s setting the chair up!"

JULIUS:  "He’s going to take a break?!  Come on, Larry… don’t stop!"

NEWMAN:  "Uh, I don’t think that’s what he’s doing, Dean.."

JULIUS:  "…"

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact grabbing his fellow World Heavyweight champion …. And he is sitting Hart in the chair!"

JULIUS:  "Even worse!  He’s giving Hart a breather!"

NEWMAN:  "…"

JULIUS:  "…"

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact over to the ring attendant… and he just tossed him off his chair!  TACT NOW HAS THAT CHAIR!"

(SFX:  Crowd begins to buzz!)

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact … HE CHARGES…."

(SFX:  CROWD EXPLODES!)

NEWMAN:  "AND HE JUST WALLOPED HART WITH THE CHAIR!! Hart flipped head over heels, chair and all!"

JULIUS:  "Jesus Christ!"

NEWMAN:  "The referee now threatening to disqualify Tact…"

JULIUS:  "Oh Great… so we can kiss the unification out the window?  That’d do wonders for our sanity."

NEWMAN:  "Tact thinking about it … and he scoops Hart’s lifeless body off the mat and throws him through the second ropes and into the ring!"

JULIUS:  "Hart has already taken a beating … if he wants to be the sole New ERA World Heavyweight champion he needs to get his ass in gear."

NEWMAN:  "Kind of difficult with Larry Tact totally dominating in the early going of the match… Tact now rolls into the ring … and he makes the cover!  ONE …………. TWO ………….. but Hart kicks out!"

JULIUS:  "Pure reflexes!"

NEWMAN:  "Tact not wasting a single moment as he gets to his feet … and he’s dragging Shawn Hart into the center of the ring by his boots.   Tact grabs the leg … and drops an elbow into the knee!  Tact now applying pressure to the knee…"

JULIUS:  "Hart’s faster than Tact … Tact’s not stupid."

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact reapplying the pressure… and now Hart sitting up in pain…. BUT TACT WITH A BACK ELBOW TO THE FACE SENDS HIM BACK DOWN ON HIS BACK!  Larry Tact releasing the hold … and he goes against the ropes!"

JULIUS:  "Hart hasn’t been able to gain any sort of momentum yet in the match … Tact’s been all over him like flies on shit."

NEWMAN:  "Are you saying that Shawn Hart is shit?"

JULIUS:  "You said it, Natalie, not me."

NEWMAN:  "Tact on his way back and drops the elbo… NO! Hart rolled out of the way and the World Heavyweight champion hits the mat!"

JULIUS:  "But Hart can’t capitalize at all … he’s just lying on his stomach."

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact none too pleased!  He gets to his feet and sends a boot into the gu.. no!  Hart rolled out of the way of that, too!  Tact now fuming…. And he stomps on the skull of Hart!"

JULIUS:  "Wasn’t able to get out of the way of that one."

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact brings Hart up … and has him against the ropes …. AND TACT WITH BODY SHOT AFTER BODY SHOT!! He is tearing Hart up!"

JULIUS:  "Hart’s feet are literally coming off the mat with every blow!"

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact winding up … AND SLAMS …. NO!  HART DUCKED!  HART BACKBODY DROPS TACT TO THE OUTSIDE AND RIGHT ONTO THE CHAIRS!"

CROWD:  "BAD KICKS ASS! BAD KICKS ASS!"

NEWMAN:  "Hart collapsing to the mat … Larry Tact lying in the midst of the chairs… and the referee doesn’t know what to do."

(SFX:  CROWD EXPLODES!!)

JULIUS:  "Hart is getting to his feet?!"

NEWMAN: "SHAWN HART!! THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION IS USING THE ROPES TO PULL HIMSELF TO HIS FEET!"

JULIUS:  "Tact!! Tact is getting up!"

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact shaking out the cobwebs…. And he’s using the guardrail to pull himself up….. WAIT!! HART!! HART IS GOING TO THE CORNER!"

JULIUS:  "He can’t go up top!  He’s going to break his damn neck!"

NEWMAN:  "HE IS!! SHAWN HART!!! HE IS CLIMBING THE TURNBUCKLE….. TACT… TACT IS ON HIS FEET…."

JULIUS:  "Holy shit .. he’s GOING TO!"

NEWMAN:  "HART!!! HART TURNS…….. AND HE FLIES OFF AS TACT TURNS TO HIM!"

(SFX:  CROWD ORGASMS~!~!~!)

NEWMAN:  "ASAI MOONSAULT FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE TO THE ARENA FLOOR~!!!! HART!!! TACT!!! HE NAILED IT!!!"

JULIUS:  "Are they even alive!?"

NEWMAN:  "BOTH MEN!! Just lying there!  Shawn Hart made his way to the corner… and nailed Larry Tact with the asai moonsault on the arena floor … and onto those two chairs that were laid out!"

CROWD:  "HART! HART! HART!"

CROWD:  "TACT! TACT! TACT!"

JULIUS:  "It looks like the crowd is split…."

NEWMAN:  "Both of these men vying to become the sole New ERA World Heavyweight champion …. Both men want to go into WFW:NE Destrucity II in Las Vegas, Nevada to fight for the chance to become the very first WFW:NE World Heavyweight champion…. And they’re laying it all on the line!"

JULIUS:  "Felix Red is in the back with a smile on his fa…"

(SFX:  CROWD POPS!!)

NEWMAN:  "BY GOD!  Shawn Hart … he is crawling to the ring steps!"

JULIUS:  "Someone get me a drug test kit right now!"

NEWMAN:  "WAIT!! TACT!! Tact’s moving!"

JULIUS:  "Hart has a head start on him though!"

NEWMAN:  "HART’s AT THE STEPS… AND HE JUST THREW THE TOP HALF OFF!"

(SFX:  Crowd EXPLODES!)

NEWMAN:  "AND HART TURNS AND DROPS TACT’s FACE RIGHT ONTO THE BOTTOM HALF!"

JULIUS:  "Tact’s jaw practically was taken off his face!"

NEWMAN:  "Tact came walking behind Hart but Hart with the drop toe hold … and Tact went face first into the bottom half of the stairs …. Karma’s a bitch.."

JULIUS:  "I’d say."

NEWMAN:  "Shawn Hart …. Very slowly getting to his feet after dropping down …. He grabs Larry Tact…. And rolls him back into the ring."

JULIUS:  "The World Heavyweight championship is on the line … these two are treating this match like its life or death.. as they should …"

NEWMAN:  "Hart in the ring now with Tact… and he brings him to his feet… Hart with a boot to the gut …. Hooks the waist… and nails the piledriver!  Here’s the cover…. ONE ……………. TWO …………………. THRE—NOOOOOOOOOOO!  Almost got him!"

JULIUS:  "Tact slow to kick out of the pin … but when you’ve had your face practically blown to shit against steel steps, I think it’s understandable."

NEWMAN:  "Shawn Hart …. Bounces against the ropes … and drives the elbow into the sternum of Tact.  Hart ramming the fists into the face of Tact ….. AND TACT IS BUSTED OPEN!"

JULIUS:  "Tact was already bloody from the ring steps …. But now there’s a fucking river coming from his face."

NEWMAN:  "The referee steps in and checking in on Tact… but Tact swipes him away!  …… LARRY TACT IS TRYING TO GET UP!"

(SFX:  "TACT!" chants.)

NEWMAN:  "Shawn Hart standing back as Larry Tact pulls himself to the ropes ….. Tact using the ropes …. Now resting on the second rope….. HART CHARGES IN AND COMES DOWN WITH FULL FORCE ON THE BACK OF TACT!"

JULIUS:  "Tact’s throat jammed against the rope … and Hart hopping up and down for added insult."

NEWMAN:  "Hart now steps off … he goes to Tact’s legs… AND PULLS HIM OUT… Tact goes splat on the mat!"

JULIUS:  "Hart heading to the corner!  This match could be over VERY soon."

NEWMAN:  "It’s looking like it… Hart to the second rope ….. AND FLIES OFF WITH AN ELBOW!"

JULIUS:  "More damage to the face of Tact!"

NEWMAN:  "Hart with the cover…. ONE ………… TWO ………….. THREE!!! NOOO!  Tact got the shoulder up!"

JULIUS:  "I could have sworn he had him, but Tact with a champion’s drive!"

NEWMAN:  "But one has to wonder whether that drive will be enough!"

JULIUS:  "It is ….. it is."

NEWMAN:  "Shawn Hart looking down at his hands … they’re covered in blood… and he just wiped them off on Tact’s trunks!"

JULIUS:  "Either that or he was trying to give Tact a quickie."

NEWMAN:  "I doubt that, Dean.  Hart on his feet and grabs onto the head of Tact …. Both of them up …. Hart with a left hook …. And now he grabs onto the arm of Tact and sends him into the rope….."

JULIUS:  "His grip slipped!"

NEWMAN:  "The blood causing Hart to lose his grip …. and also to lose his focus!  Hart wipes his hands on his trunks ….. BUT LOOKS UP AS LARRY TACT COMES OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A CLOTHESLINE!  Both men down!"

JULIUS:  "I’m telling you, Natalie.. that drive is keeping Tact in this thing right now."

NEWMAN:  "The match starting to take its toll on both men … the referee counting verrrrrry slowly…"

JULIUS:  "I don’t think anyone wants this match to end like that.."

NEWMAN:  "Shawn Hart sitting up … and he is holding his head.. he might have gotten a concussion from the force of that clothesline."

JULIUS:  "I guess the main thing is that he’s getting up … that’s more than can be said of Tact right now."

NEWMAN:  "Shawn Hart on his feet … and he is heading to the corner!"

JULIUS:  "Go with what has worked in the past … Larry Tact can’t take much more."

NEWMAN:  "Hart pulling himself to the second rope ….. AND HE FLIES OFF WITH ANOTHER ELBOW!"

(SFX: CROWD POPS!)

JULIUS:  "HE MISSED!"

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact rolled out of the way!! Hart lying flat on his back!"

JULIUS:  "Both men out right now … we could be here all night with the way the referee is making his count."

NEWMAN:  "Neither man moving… the referee stops his count to check on both men."

JULIUS:  "Whoever can get to their feet, hell, whoever can gain consciousness, could walk out of here as the sole New ERA World Heavyweight champion!"

NEWMAN:  "At this point, after all they’ve been through so far, it is as simple as that.."

(SFX:  CROWD EXPLODES~!~!)

NEWMAN:  "WAIT!!! TACT…. LARRY TACT FLIPPED OVER ONTO HIS STOMACH!! HE’s MAKING HIS WAY TO HART!"

JULIUS:  "Larry Tact…. THE New ERA World Heavyweight champion!"

NEWMAN:  "TACT MAKES THE COVER!!! ONE ………………………………. TWO ……………………………………….. THREE!!! HE GOT HIM!!"

JULIUS:  "Tact did it!! He is the World Heavyweight cham…"

(SFX:  CROWD ORGASMS!!)

NEWMAN:  "NOOOO!! THE REFEREE SAID HART GOT HIS SHOULDER UP!  The match continues!"

JULIUS:  "Jesus Christ …. That was close!"

NEWMAN:  "Tact now crawling OVER Shawn Hart…. And he’s at the ropes!  TACT PULLING HIMSELF UP!"

JULIUS:  "Hart just moved his leg!  I think he’s back in the game now, too…"

NEWMAN:  "But it might be too late!  Tact …. TACT IS ON HIS FEET!"

JULIUS:  "Shawn Hart can’t get himself up … he’s trying!"

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact…"

(SFX:  CROWD EXPLODES!!)

NEWMAN:  "He’s going to put it away!! Tact is calling for the Uranage Suplex!"

(SFX:  Crowd chants "TACT! TACT! TACT!")

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact wiping the blood from his face …. And now he pulls Shawn Hart up from the ma…"

(SFX:  Crowd groans!)

JULIUS:  "HART!  Hart with a shot to the nuts!"

NEWMAN:  "The referee didn’t see it!  Hart…. SMALL PACKAGE!!! ONE ……………… TWO ………………….. THREE!!!! HART WINS!!! HART IS WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!"

(SFX:  CROWD POPS HUGE!!!!)

JULIUS:  "HART …."

(SFX:  CROWD POPS!!!)

JULIUS:  "NO!!! It was a two count!!  The damn closest two count of the night!"

NEWMAN:  "We have been SO, SO close to crowning the sole World Heavyweight champion a few times tonight …both men showing incredible versatility …. New ERA fans sure as hell will be proud of whoever walks out tonight with the championship belt."

JULIUS:  "Tact was New ERA’s first World Heavyweight champion …. Hart is now a two-time New ERA World Heavyweight champion … can’t get any better than these two."

NEWMAN:  "Hart… Tact… BOTH MEN ARE ON THEIR FEET!"

JULIUS:  "And they are face to face!!"

NEWMAN:  "After all this … after the bloodshed, the chairs, the ringsteps… the two World Heavyweight champions are in the middle of the ring ….. staring face to .. well chest technically… but you get the picture…"

JULIUS:  "Shawn Hart’s mouth is going a mile a minute…. AND LARRY TACT JUST SPIT IN THE FACE OF HART!!!"

NEWMAN:  "Hart throwing a hissy fit as he tries to get the blood spiked saliva out of his eyes… AND TACT GRABS HIM FROM BEHIND!! Larry Tact grabs the waist…. BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX!"

JULIUS:  "HART FLIPPED OUT!"

NEWMAN:  "Shawn Hart runs into the ropes with Tact…. AND ROLLS HIM UP!!! ONE ……………… TWO …………………… THREE!!!!!"

JULIUS:  "YES!"

NEWMAN:  "NO!  Tact got out!! AGAIN Tact got out!"

JULIUS:  "I’m going to have a fucking heart attack if these two don’t stop it."

NEWMAN:  "I know Nick Jive will be happy…"

JULIUS:  "Oh screw him."

NEWMAN:  "Tact up!  Hart up!  Shawn Hart against the ropes …. AND DRIVES THE FLYING FOREARM INTO THE JAW!  …. NO!! TACT CAUGHT HIM!!"

JULIUS:  "It’s over!"

NEWMAN:  "TACT LIFTING HART UP OVER HIS HEA….. WAIT!!! HART WIGGLING!!! HART FALLS BEHIND TACT!!! HART ATTACK!!! HART ATTACK!!! Larry Tact turned right into the superkick!!!"

JULIUS:  "Hart’s down on the mat…. He’s …. He’s …. HE’S GOT THE FUJIWARA ARMBAR LOCKED ON!"

NEWMAN:  "There’s NO PLACE for Tact to go!!! Tact is caught!!  Hart wrenching ….. with all his might!"

JULIUS:  "This match is over!! Tact’s going to need a miracle here!"

NEWMAN:  "Tact trying to fight …. But I don’t think it’s going to do him any good!"

JULIUS:  "The referee is checking on him …. But Tact refuses to give in .. he’s a fucking monster!   God help Shawn Hart should Tact get out of this.."

NEWMAN:  "The only way Tact is getting out of the Fujiwara Armbar is if Hart’s strength gives out … and with all that’s happened tonight, that may just be a possibility if Larry Tact can hold on long enough!"

JULIUS:  "Look at their faces!! Hart is beginning to look worried!! Larry Tact looking like someone is driving a stake into his torso!"

NEWMAN:  "Shawn Hart closing his eyes and clenching his teeth… I THINK HE MIGHT BE LOSING HIS GRIP!!"

JULIUS:  "Tact …. TACT SLOWING DOWN…"

NEWMAN:  "It’s a battle of wills right now….. the New ERA World Heavyweight championship is on the line!"

JULIUS:  "I can’t believe that Larry Tact ha…"

(SFX:  CROWD ORGASMS~~!~~!~!~!~!)

NEWMAN:   "TACT!!! TACT!!! TACT IS OUT!!!! HE JUST WENT LIMP!!!"

JULIUS:  "I’ll be damned!!!"

NEWMAN:  "AND THE REFEREE IS CALLING FOR IT!!!"

(SFX:  Bell rings…. The fans blow out the audio practically.)

NEWMAN:  "HART DID IT!!! HE’s THE NEW ERA OF WRESTLING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!!!!"

(Hart releases the armbar and falls on his back as the referee grabs the two World Heavyweight championship belts and places them on his chest.)

LINKS:  "Ladies and gentlemen…. The winner of this match via submission …. And THE New ERA of Wrestling WORLD …. HEAVYWEIGHT ….. CHAMPION ….."

(CUEUP:  "Nobody Does It Better" by Carly Simon… if you could actually hear what was playing.)

LINKS:  "SHAWN …………. JESSICA ………………. HART!"

(The crowd explodes once more as they pop to their feet!)

NEWMAN:  "Shawn Hart will be New ERA’s World Heavyweight champion for the unification match at WFW:NE Destrucity II!!! What a match!"

JULIUS:  "You’re telling me!! I need a valium!"

NEWMAN:  "Larry Tact still lying motionless on the mat …. Hart is on his feet…. AND HE LIFTS BOTH CHAMPIONSHIP BELTS IN THE AIR!!! Ladies and gentlemen …. Thank you for joining us for WFW:NE Unplugged ……. From everyone here in Birmingham, Alabama….. tune in for both Almost Live and RAUCOUS … and Dean and I will see you next from the Qwest Centre when Unplugged comes to you from Omaha, Nebraska!"

(FADEOUT:  As the camera zooms around the crowd .. it finally cuts to the ring as Shawn Hart, standing there with the two New ERA World Heavyweight belts in his hands, glances down at the broken body of Larry Tact… The camera focuses in on the belts as Hart raises them in the air … and then fades to black.)

( the end )