Fuel 27
Posted: March 11th, 2010 | Category: Non-Televised Results | No Comments »
The Card:
“Lucky” Lester Cartwright vs. “El Oso” Delicioso
Thomas Kilik vs. Charles Locke
Wone vs. Outlaw Biker
Jordan Keyser vs. Gras-Dawg
Fuel 27 - March 11th, 2010 - WMW Arena in Cleveland, Ohio
Opening Commentary
[The shot opens up backstage where John and Stephen Squires sit in the production truck outside of the WMW Arena in Cleveland, Ohio. Both are wearing suits. Stephen smiles as he looks towards the camera.]
Stephen Squires - And welcome everyone to the official Wrestling Midwest Ides of March 2010 preview show. This is Fuel 27, and we are just about 20 minutes away from our first match of the Ides of March '10 card. And, such a huge night here in Cleveland. Every singles Championship is on the line, as well as an assortment of debuts, returns, and grudge matches. Ides of March is always a great event, and tonight should be no different. My name is Stephen Squires and I sit next to my brother John, as we countdown to the opening bell of Ides of March 2010.
John Squires - And the weather decided to play nice this time around.
Stephen Squires - Yes, it's been unusually warm here. We've got the AC running here in the production truck. But, regardless of how it feels here or outside of the WMW Arena, inside the arena, the fans are piling in. The excitement is definitely building for the March supercard. I know that it was reported on the website, but apparently WMW Owner Brad Johnson will be addressing the WWA Tag Team Championships situation later on tonight. I think we're all eager to hear how the company will move forward going into the future. But the future is tomorrow. Now, now we talk about Ides of March 2010. As we said, we've got all 4 singles Championships on the line, all great matchups on paper. We'll be previewing those, as well as showing you some clips of other matches going on tonight, even as we speak. This is Fuel 27. Let's start the show.
IoM'10 Buildup > Hecate (c) vs. Adam Pyre for the Heartlands Championship
[Behind them, a wide screen TV shows the IoM10 logo with a shot of the Heartlands Championship, along with Hecate and Adam Pyre.]Stephen Squires - Tonight, as we begin discussing the titles matches that will be taking place, Hecate, who has been nothing but a solid Champion for months now, will take on, at least to a lot of fans and critics a like, one of the most unpredictable opponents she's been stacked up against. The only difference between this opponent and those she's faced in previous matches, this competitor she knows very well. That's because, her opponent tonight is none other than Adam Pyre.
John Squires - Adam Pyre, is far and away unpredictable at best. All though, I think he's lost some steam the last few weeks with his loss after loss while under the MTL3 competition. Which is strange, considering he's partnered with, maybe one of the best Champions in WMW history.
Stephen Squires - That's right. When he and AWS Man (also known as Bill) partnered up in the MTL, for sure, they were considered top contenders. Maybe even higher than their stablemates Umbrage and Valora.
John Squires - Well, you might want to go as far as that, but not me. But, they definitely were in my top 3 teams. But, that's neither here or now. I expect Adam Pyre to not even bring any of that baggage with him tonight. Considering what he's going up against here. Because, tonight, it's a Tapai Death Match. It's going to be difficult for both competitors in this match. The only real negative I can get from either of the two, a fault, if you will, is that Hecate still can't grasp the difference between "losing" and "loosing".
Stephen Squires - Well, I don't really think that has any bearing on this match, John.
John Squires - No, it doesn't at all. Hecate has been on a roll, as of late. She's been listed in the WWR's top fighters list for weeks, and is the obvious favorite here. But Adam Pyre is a master when it comes to these types of matches. He came from DCW, he knows how to handle himself. If I were to put money on this match, I could find it very, very easy to put my money on Pyre here.
Stephen Squires - Well, as most know, the Heartlands tends to be the starting page for a lot of the WMW Fighters. We saw Shank make it big while being Heartlands Champion, much like Jade, much like Hecate now. Tonight, we quite possibly are seeing the future of that division, as we witness the debut of "Lucky" Lester Cartwright as he takes on "El Oso" Delicioso. Let's take it down to the ring, where Jack and Bill Hughes are already calling the action.
[The scene fades.]
"El Oso" Delicioso vs. "Lucky" Lester Cartwright
Written by: Garvin
[The shot opens up inside the ring as "Lucky" Lester Cartwright and "El Oso" Delicioso grapple in the center of the ring.]
Jack Gene - Cartwright continues to try and strong-arm El Oso into the corner, but El Oso has put up quite a fight thus far in this match.
Bill Hughes - What Cartwright has done effectively thus far is keep El Oso grounded. That's where he's dangerous.
[Cartwright pushes Oso into the corner. As Justin La Quemen breaks it up, Cartright slaps El Oso in the face. El Oso is stunned by the strike. He pulls himself out of the corner just as Lester charges with a clothesline back into the corner. He pulls out Oso and whips him across the ring. Oso lands hard in the opposite corner. Cartwright charges again, but before he reaches the corner, El Oso rolls out of the corner. Cartwright catches himself in the corner. He turns and is met with a shin kick to the right leg, followed by a kick to the left. Oso hits a drop kick, which sends Cartwright up against the turnbuckles. Oso quickly climbs up over him onto the second turnbuckle, throwing rights and lefts into Lester as the crowd cheers.]
Jack Gene - And this crowd is in full support for "El Oso" Delicioso here as he tries to secure a win over the newcomer "Lucky" Lester Cartwright.
Bill Hughes - He's not very "lucky" in this position.
[El Oso then drives a knee into his head. He jumps up and goes for a hurricanrana, but Lester catches him and propels him up and over, causing him to land onto the top turnbuckle.]
Jack Gene - Oh! And, El Oso will feel that one in the morning. Just straddling the top turnbuckle there.
[Lester quickly turns around and drives a forearm into his back. He climbs up, putting his head under El Oso's right shoulder. As he reaches the second turnbuckle, he lifts up El Oso and slams him down to the mat with a Back Drop.]
Jack Gene - Backdrop from the second rope! Oh! That took a lot of steam out of El Oso! And Lester is making a cover. Here it comes! ...1! ...2! ...NO! El Oso got his shoulder up!
Bill Hughes - Just a devastating super backdrop there. I'm surprised El Oso is even conscious.
[Lester stands up and argues with the ref. El Oso pulls himself up to his knees. He holds his neck and back in pain as he stands up. Lester looks at El Oso as he stands up against the ropes. He measures him up.]
Jack Gene - Looks like Lester is measuring up El Oso for something.
Bill Hughes - And, I think El Oso is unaware of where he is in the ring right now. That fall from the top took a lot out of him.
Jack Gene - El Oso turns towards the center of the ring, and... OH! El Oso just decked him with a roundhouse kick. And, El Oso is going for a pin attempt here! ...1! ...2! ...NO! And Lester gets a shoulder up.
Bill Hughes - Wow. El Oso just hit that kick out of nowhere. Lester looked to be measuring him for something, and man, just got drilled with that kick.
[El Oso pulls himself up to his feet. He falls up against the ropes as he waits for Lester to stand up. He charges Lester, but Lester goes for a clothesline. El Oso ducks it and continues running through. He bounces off the ropes with a springboard and goes for a flying cross body, but Lester ducks out of the way causing El Oso to hit the mat chest first.]
Jack Gene - Oof! And El Oso missed the cross body. He's holding his midsection as he stands back up. Lester is waiting there and... NO!
Bill Hughes - Cutter! Lester just hit a cutter here on El Oso, and El Oso is knocked out!
Jack Gene - He calls that the Attention Grabber, and for sure, he caught the attention of El Oso! And Lester is...
Bill Hughes - Is he taunting him?
Jack Gene - I don't know, Bill. He hit that devastating cutter and now just hovers over top of him. Why isn't he making the pin?
Bill Hughes - I don't know, Jack. He looks like he's waiting for El Oso to get up. But, I don't know if he can get up from that.
[Lester grabs El Oso by the back of the head and pulls him up to his feet. He pie faces him with his right hand, yelling obsceneties at him before drilling him with another cutter.]
Jack Gene - Oh! My god! He just hit another one! Attention Grabber! And now he's making the cover! ...1! ...2! ...3! It's over!
[The ref calls for the bell as Lester stands up, holding his hands high above his head. The crowd boos.]
Wayne Inkster - Your winner by pin fall, Lester Cartwright!
[The ref holds up his hands prompting medics to rush the ring. As they do, the ref forces Lester to roll out of the ring.]
Jack Gene - And, he definitely delivered a lot of damage to El Oso right there. Sending a message.
Bill Hughes - Well, he's sending a message to the entire roster.
[As Lester rolls out of the ring, he walks up the ramp, continuing to hold his hands above his head. El Oso lays motionless in the ring as La Quamen and the medics check on him.]
Jack Gene - Big win for Lester Cartwright in his WMW debut here on Fuel 27!
[The scene fades.]
Commentary Continues
[The shot opens back up with John and Stephen Squires in the production truck.]
Stephen Squires - And, what a debut from Lester Cartwright. Getting the pin on "El Oso", but at the same time, really sending a message to him and the rest of the roster, as Bill Hughes put it.
John Squires - It was impressive. It's good to see the new blood do well. So much confidence. So much conviction to move forward fast, and do well. It's unfortunate that "El Oso" was on the receiving end of that, but I think we're going to be seeing some good things from Cartwright in the near future.
Stephen Squires - Potential Heartlands contender?
John Squires - If he can maintain? Definitely.
Stephen Squires - Speaking of maintaining, we now start to talk about, probably one of those most decorated Champions WMW has seen in a long time, and that is Jade.
IoM'10 Buildup > Jade (c) vs. Ryven for the Shoot Championship
[Behind them, a wide screen TV shows the IoM10 logo with a shot of the Shoot Championship, along with Jade and Ryven.]
Stephen Squires - Well, John, as we continue tonight, building up to Ides of March 2010, we look at the Shoot Championship match between the current Champion Jade, and her opponent, former Ace Superior Champion and 1 half of the reigning MTL Champions, Ryven.
John Squires - In the Lions' Den. Don't forget that part, Stephen.
Stephen Squires - Oh, I didn't forget. For sure, Jade took what Jack Reynolds started when he brought back the Shoot, and she took it one step further: taking it back to the Lions' Den. MMA rules. Who's got the better chance of walking out with the title?
John Squires - This match is probably the toughest match to call. And that's both on paper, and just looking at the history of these two. They both have the MMA experience, so really, I see no flaws, no holes, nothing that pushes one over the other. It's anyone's ball game, here.
Stephen Squires - If you could place one label onto Jade, it's got to be consistency.
John Squires - Definitely. It seems like when she gets a hold of a goal or a title, she does what she needs to to hold onto it for the long haul. Granted, her Great Lakes run didn't last as long comparatively, but - she's the current longest reigning Heartlands Champion, and if she can win tonight, she'll walk into GS112 holding the Shoot Champion for 3 straight months.
Stephen Squires - Well, obviously, that's her goal for tonight. But, Ryven has been a thorn in many Champions' sides. Tonight, though, he's got a very tough match ahead of him. But, before that, we have another debut, as Thomas Kilik takes on Charles Locke. They are currently in the ring now, let's turn it over to Jack and Bill and see how well Charles Locke can maintain after his win at GS111.
[The shot fades.]
Thomas Kilik vs. Charles Locke
Written by: Garvin
[As the shot opens up, Charles Locke has Kilik in a rear naked choke. Kilik is trying to fight it off, but Locke has the leverage.]
Jack Gene - Kilik needs to get out of this hold. All though he and Locke are very similar in size, they're fighting styles are very different. Locke going for the power moves, Kilik the more high flyer.
Bill Hughes - And that's the problem with high flyers. When they get into a situation like this, where they're grounded, they're done. I'm not one to call matches early, but...
[Just then, Kilik pushes up to his feet.]
Jack Gene - Hey! Kilik is back up, and OH! Elbow to the midsection. And another. He breaks away from the hold and bounces off the rope. Here comes Kilik and, NO! Charles Locke with a boot to the midsection. Now Locke is lifting him up...
Bill Hughes - He's going for a powerbomb here.
Jack Gene - Locke has him up, OH! No! Kilik turns it into a sitdown Face Crusher! My god! Just, out of no where!
Bill Hughes - Yeah, if Kilik felt the impact of that power bomb, this match could have been over.
Jack Gene - Kilik now climbing the top rope. I'm not sure what he's going for here. He should have tried for a pin attempt. He jumps and...
Bill Hughes - Oh shit!
Jack Gene - Whoa! My god! A shooting star senton! He hit that somersault-style senton, here's the cover! ...1! ...2! ...3! It's over!
[With that, "The Unforgiven" by Metallica blasts from the PA. Kilik jumps up holding the back of his neck as the ref holds his hand up. The crowd applauds.]
Wayne Inkster - Here is your winner, by pinfall.... Thomas Kilik!
Jack Gene - Oh my! He calls that the Imploding Star Press! And what a fantastic way to win.
[The shot fades.]
The Commentary Continues
[The shot opens back up with John and Stephen Squires in the production truck.]
Stephen Squires - And a very close match for both of these competitors. Charles Locke picked up a win a week ago in a GS111 dark match. Tonight, he had a very difficult time getting over against Thomas Kilik and Thomas Kilik walked away with a win.
John Squires - We've heard a lot of great things about Thomas Kilik. He's well known around the locker room and this industry. So to see him come here and do well on his debut just magnifies his potential. He has a real good chance at being a big part of this company as we continue forward.
Stephen Squires - Both have a lot of work to do before that point, though, right?
John Squires - Well, yes. But, they've both hit the ground running. Now, it's just a matter of turning the corner.
Stephen Squires - Speaking of turning a corner, we saw Eric Dillinger turn a corner last week, all though, under a very controversial ending to his match.
IoM'10 Buildup > Father Nathan (c) vs. Eric Dillinger for the Ace Superior Championship
[Behind them, a wide screen TV shows the IoM10 logo with a shot of the Shoot Championship, along with Jade and Ryven.]
Stephen Squires - But, regardless of how it happened, tonight it will be Eric Dillinger taking on Father Nathan, in Nathan's first real defense of the Ace Superior Championship.
John Squires - Yes. And, I have tons of nice things to say about Eric Dillinger. That guy is a real competitor, and I think has a great chance at taking home gold tonight.
Stephen Squires - Wow, that quickly with a prediction?
John Squires - No, not a prediction. I'll save that for later on in the show. But, I will say that we've seen great things from him. Despite how he got to tonight, the fact of the matter is he's here, and Father Nathan has a huge mountain to climb if he wants to retain.
Stephen Squires - But, you think he can?
John Squires - Look, by no means am I saying one way or another how I think this match will end. Father Nathan deserves to be where he is. But, if he's going to be considered a good Champion, he needs to win tonight. I think he can. But, it'll be a tough match for him to survive through.
Stephen Squires - Well, as we said, there was controversy over the ending to the ASC #1 Contenders match. It was Wone vs. Eric Dillinger. Dillinger won, but that could be attributed to the outside interference by Outlaw Biker. All though it's not clear why Biker did what he did, it is clear that he cost Wone the match. Tonight, Wone has an opportunity for redemption as he will take on Outlaw Biker. Let's turn it over to Jack and Bill at ringside, as that match is just about to begin.
[The shot fades.]
Wone vs. Outlaw Biker
Written by: Garvin
[The shot opens up inside the ring as Wone stands awaiting Outlaw Biker's arrival to the match. Just then, his music hits.]
Jack Gene - And here comes Outlaw Biker.
Bill Hughes - Oh, but wait a second, Jack. He's got his street clothes on.
[The music fades as he stands on top of the ramp wearing a leather jacket and a pair of blue jeans.]
Outlaw Biker - Hey, hold that thought, partner. I got... I got something I've got to say.
[Wone urges him to walk down to the ring. He walks to the ring, with mic in hand, as the crowd cheers him.]
Jack Gene - I get the feeling that we're not going to see a match here?
Bill Hughes - We've seen stranger things in WMW, so... who knows.
[Biker climbs into the ring. Wone starts to walk towards him, but referee Stephen Tyler holds him off, as does Wayne Inkster.]
Outlaw Biker - Look, I hate to break it to you here, like this, in front of the crowd and what not. But, Ol' Outlaw Biker ain't here to fight.
[The crowd boos in disappointment. Wone looks to the ref for reassurance that the match will go on.]
Outlaw Biker - No, no. I think there's been a miscommunication here, Wone. You see, what happened at Graveyard Shift 111... was more of a cause/effect type thing. Look, Wone.
[He walks up to Wone with a smile.]
Outlaw Biker - I don't have a problem with you.
[At that statement, Wone sneers at him not believing his words.]
Outlaw Biker - I know, I know. I cost you a shot at the Ace Superior Championship. And, I don't blame you for being angry about that. But, when it's all said and done, what I did last week was going to happen no matter what. Whether or not you were the one to take the fall.
[Wone bites his tongue and shakes his head in disgust.]
Outlaw Biker - Look, Wone. I've seen what you can do in this ring. Tonight, you're not fighting for the ASC, but let me assure you... the reign of Wone will come soon enough. You've got the Championship material in you, son. What I did to you was wrong. I accept that. I know you accept that as being true. So, I'm not coming down here to fight you. You've got a lot of road ahead of you, as do I. I'm not in this to stand in your way. I'm coming down here to put this behind us.
[Biker extends his hand out as a peace offering.]
Outlaw Biker - What do you say, friend?
Jack Gene - Well, would you look at that? Was that Outlaw Biker's way of apologizing?
Bill Hughes - I think it was his way of pussying out of a match, Jack.
[Wone steps forward and looks down at Outlaw Biker's hand. He looks at Biker square in the eyes, and then levels him with a right hand. The ref quickly calls for the bell as Wayne Inkster escapes the ring.]
Jack Gene - Oh! My god! Wone just leveled him! Guess that was Outlaw Biker's answer!
Bill Hughes - And it looks like Stephen Tyler is making this an official match.
[Biker pulls himself up, holding his jaw as he turns back around towards Wone. Wone slams him in the chest with a stiff kick, followed by another right hand. He pushes Biker against the ropes and goes for an Irish whip, but Biker reverses it, sending Wone flying across the ring. As Wone bounces back, Biker goes for a big boot. Wone slides under it. He pops up and quickly charges Biker, jumps towards him, and hits a bulldog.]
Jack Gene - Bulldog! And Wone is not slowing down. He pulls up Biker and...
Bill Hughes - He's going for it all here!
Jack Gene - He's got Biker from behind and... lifts him up onto his shoulders, OH!
Bill Hughes - Fall From Grace!
Jack Gene - He hit it! He hit it!
[Wone makes the cover and Tyler quickly starts the count.]
Jack Gene - ...1! ...2! ...3! It's over!
[Wone sits up onto his knees. He hovers over Outlaw Biker who lays motionless. The ref calls for the bell and tries to pull Wone from Biker.]
Bill Hughes - I got to say, Outlaw Biker deserved what he got out here, but Wone was the last person I expected to follow through with it.
Wayne Inkster - Your winner by pin fall, Wone!
Jack Gene - Well, I can understand Wone's frustration, but Outlaw Biker came down to the ring to apologize and not fight, but instead, Wone made it into a fight.
Bill Hughes - If you even want to call it that.
[The ref pulls Wone away from Outlaw Biker and forces him to leave the ring. Wone obliges reluctantly as he walks up the ramp. The scene fades.]
Commentary Continues
[The shot opens back up with John and Stephen Squires in the production truck. Sault St. Marie also sits alongside.]
Stephen Squires - We welcome WMW General Manager Sault St. Marie to the production truck here at Fuel 27. And, Sault, I have a hard time believing that this tift between Wone and Outlaw Biker is over.
Sault St. Marie - You're probably right. I think both are trying to look past one another. Regardless of where they plan on going, they're going to have to meet again soon.
Stephen Squires - Well, we saw a different side of Wone. Obviously, Wone not accepting Outlaw Biker's apology. He's not interested in putting behind him what Biker did.
John Squires - He can't Stephen. And, I hope no one expects him to. Wone was inches away from being where Eric Dillinger is tonight. That's what Wone has built up to for the last 4 weeks. And for it to be taken away from him, not by his actions, but by outside interference, I mean... yeah, Wone has every right to do what he just did.
Stephen Squires - Well, let's continue moving forward. We are under 10-minutes from the beginning of Ides of March 2010. Coming up next is a match many of us have been looking forward to. It's a rematch between Jordan Keyser and Gras-Dawg. But right now, we turn our focus momentarily onto the IoM10 Main Event.
IoM'10 Buildup > Valora (c) vs. Kronin for the Great Lakes Championship
[Behind them, a wide screen TV shows the IoM10 logo with a shot of the Great Lakes Championship, along with Valora and Kronin.]
Stephen Squires - The rematch of rematches. Valora vs. Kronin, Great Lakes Championships on the line. Valora holding the GLC and one half of the WWA TTCs, is she the clear favorite?
John Squires - Well, I hope I'm not about to cross the line here, as we all should be pushing the company and the people within it, but I definitely have a problem with what Valora has been doing as of late. I mean, with all of the baggage that seems to have collected lately around Valora, given the controversy over the WWA Tag Team Championships as well as her feud with Scottywood and HOW, her inevitable feud with management here, I mean... it's hard to imagine Valora even has time for it all. Then, you add on the Great Lakes Championships on top of it all? I think it would be hard for her to retain tonight.
Stephen Squires - Really? Just like that? You're already throwing your pick on Kronin?
John Squires - I think, when it comes to time management, or resource management, Kronin is better suited. He hasn't put all of his fingers into everyone's jars. I mean, would you agree Sault?
Sault St. Marie - I think, when it comes down to it, there is no better competitor that I'd like to see holding the title, than Valora. We don't always see eye to eye, but I think we can both agree that she's in the right place, as Great Lakes Champion. She's a great talent. That's known by everyone, both internally here in Cleveland and around the WWA and world-wide. Valora is the type of workhorse that you can build a company on. But I can understand the fears of those who think she should be keeping closer to home.
John Squires - Yeah, when we first got to the WWA, the heat really started between HOW and WMW. We all saw it, but Valora took the plunge and made the feud real and personal. HOW leaves, and some think that should have been the end of it. But it continues. And then, you've got the controversary over the TTCs, with Valora and Umbrage flying across the country the last few weeks trying to regain them. I'm not questioning her abilities in the ring. I'm questioning her ability to maintain going at this pace.
Sault St. Marie - No one can question Valora's abilities. She's got a great work ethic. But, at the same time, you don't want to see your top talent working themselves harder than they need to.
Stephen Squires - So, are you two agreeing that Kronin has a better shot at winning here than he did the last time they faced off?
Sault St. Marie - I'm not in any position to be putting out predictions. That's a conflict of interest for me. It will be an interesting match, though, for sure.
John Squires - I think Kronin has had an opportunity to focus on this match. He had the opportunity to dedicate this week to focus on winning back the GLC. Valora has not. I understand her reasoning for doing what she is doing, but from a WMW-person, I hope she has placed the biggest title in WMW at her highest priority. And, it's not clear.
Stephen Squires - Very strong words, there John.
John Squires - Yeah, and I mean no offense. Valora should retain tonight, but there are too many variables in her mind right now that could offset that. That's all I'm saying. Well, let's turn it over to Jack and Bill who are at ringside for the Fuel 27 main event.
Stephen Squires - Right. It's Jordan Keyser taking on Gras-Dawg.
[The shot fades.]
Jordan Keyser vs. Gras-Dawg
Written by: Jordan Keyser[The shot opens up inside the ring.]
Jack Gene - Well, Bill, this is it. Main event of tonight’s edition of Fuel! We’re closing in on one of Wrestling Midwest’s most exciting events of the year, Ides of March!
Bill Hughes - Right you are, Jack. The main event tonight on Fuel promises to be a hell of a match. The Executioner, Jordan Keyser, faces off against Gras-Dawg in a grudge match.
Jack Gene - These two have been trading shots back and forth for the better part of two months, including a singles match won by Gras-Dawg, and a tag match between Dillinger-Keyser and Mo-Gras, which was won by Gras-Dawg and Mo’Bad. These two have displayed quite a hatred for each other, and this should be fun to watch!
Bill Hughes - Ahh, yes. Nothing says sophistication like settling disputes by beating the crap out of each other in a confined space.
Jack Gene - Well, let’s get down to Wayne for our introductions.
[We cut to Inkster standing down in the ring.]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and Gentlemen, are you ready for tonight’s main event?
[The crowd roars its approval.]
Wayne Inkster - Alright. Introducing first, from Nueces County, Texas!
[The opening pipe organs from Critical Acclaim play through the speakers, the music hits, and Jordan steps out onto the stage about the time that Avenged Sevenfold lead singer M. Shadows whispers “Shh, be quiet you might piss somebody off.” The crowd boos loudly.]
Wayne Inkster - Standing 6’5 and weighing in at 230 lbs, The Executioner Jordan Keyser!
[Jordan walks down to the ring, ignoring the fans that scream at him. He stops at ringside, pulls out a chair, sets it up in the ring, sits down at props his feet up on the ropes.]
Jack Gene - Is Jordan using a folding chair as a lounge seat in the ring?
Bill Hughes - That’s what it looks like, Jack.
Wayne Inkster - And his opponent, from New Orleans, Louisiana, standing 6 feet 8 inches tall and tipping the scales at 280 lbs, Gras-Dawg!
[As Gras-Dawg comes out to 'Get Up' by 50 Cent, he goes into his usual rapping routine, poking fun at Keyser, with the Keyser thinks he's a Kaiser but is just a broke dick miser fading out like a geyser. He'll make his way down and pause at the barricades and picks up a mic:
Gras-Dawg - Hey Man, hey! Cut da Music! Hey Keyser! Hey Man. You know, I got to tinkin' to mahself but how I can not only beat yo ass, endin' yo career and makin' da night even more special and den it hit me. I also know you're probably wonderin' who it was I called as mah promo ended ya? Well here it is.
[The camera pans a bit and shows Gras-Dawg standing next to Ashley Keyser and little Kacey Keyser. Gras-Dawg grins widely and nods, gesturing to the two of them, Kacey holding a little one of those souvenir beanie bears with various wrestlers names' on it, on this one is Jordan Keyser's name. Jordan stands up, kicking the chair out of the ring. He steps up to the ropes. Gras-Dawg grins, then gets back onto the mic and nods.]
Gras-Dawg - Man..I gotta tell you.. Why you let a fine ass honey like this get away from you... you a dumb motha..
[Gras-Dawg glances back at Kacey and bites his tongue.]
Gras-Dawg - You know what you be. But I figured I'd do what I could... see I went all 'Make a Wish' here man and lil babygirl, what was your wish?
[Gras-Dawg holds the mic out to Kacey who blushes a bit and speaks into it.]
Kacey Keyser - I want my mommy and daddy to come home so we can all be a family again...
[The crowd lets out an 'awwww' at the cute little girl and Gras-Dawg raises the mic.]
Gras-Dawg - Hear dat, man? All B.S. aside, your daughter got a plain, simple request. You gonna ignore that? You gonna grant your girl's wish? Or you gonna prove that you ain't worthy ta be a man and father? Tell you what... you'll be havin' a lot of time to think bout it cause I'm bout to take yo punk ass out the game for a bit!
[Dawg goes to climb into the ring, but Jordan grabs a mic first.]
Jordan Keyser - You know, Gras, I don’t know what I expected, but this wasn’t it. You’ve crossed a line. I could care less what you do with Ashley, but you’re not fit to be in the same building as that little girl over there. So I’ll tell you what I’m gonna do. You want to try and end my career? Come get into this ring and try. But tonight I’m going to beat you to within an inch of your life. When you’re down, I’ll pick you back up and put you through more. I was content just to win this match, but not anymore. No, now I’ll only be content when they’re feeding you applesauce through a tube.
[Jordan pauses, then glances over at Ashley, who is sitting with Kacey in the front row.]
Jordan Keyser - And I’ll deal with you later, Ashley.
[Jordan drops the mic and stands back, inviting Gras-Dawg to climb into the ring.]
Jack Gene - What a development here! Gras-Dawg has brought Jordan’s ex-wife and daughter down to ringside. For those of you living under a rock this week, Ashley sent out a distressing plea to Gras-Dawg to end Jordan’s career, hoping that the two of them would reunite after that.
Bill Hughes - And Jordan put her in her place! If Gras-Dawg hadn’t committed this horrendous act, that would have been the end of it.
Jack Gene - Horrendous?
Bill Hughes - Hey, that’s what was on my teleprompter, Jack.
[Jack groans as Gras-Dawg gets into the ring, watching Jordan carefully. The two circle, and Jordan suddenly lunges at Dawg. Obviously ready for it, Gras-Dawg swings an arm, dropping Jordan in the center of the ring with a huge clothesline. Jordan rolls away, leaps to his feet, and rushes Gras-Dawg again, to the same result.]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg asserting his power early, here. He just leveled Jordan with two big clotheslines!
[Gras-Dawg drops to the mat and locks in an armbar, wrenching on Jordan’s left elbow and shoulder. Jordan yells in pain, trying to grab Gras-Dawg’s arm to pull it loose. Dawg just wrenches harder, putting more pressure on Jordan’s shoulder.]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg showing a little technical knowledge here.
Bill Hughes - Don’t worry, folks. Jordan will get out of it.
[Jordan finally manages to reach over and lock his palms together. Gras tries to wrench them apart, and Jordan uses the momentum to roll out of the hold. Both men get to their feet, with Jordan holding on to his shoulder in pain.]
Bill Hughes - See. I told you.
Jack Gene - But how much damage was done to that left shoulder?
[Gras-Dawg moves in, grabbing Jordan and whipping him into the turnbuckle across the ring. He follows, throwing a shoulder into Jordan’s chest. The Executioner drops to a sitting position, gasping for air. Gras-Dawg stands over him and stomps, driving his foot into that already hurt left shoulder.]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg wasn’t kidding when he said that he was going to end Jordan’s career. He’s really working on that left shoulder.
[Gras-Dawg steps back, reaches down and pulls Jordan to his feet. Jordan staggers back, shaking his head. Dawg knees him in the stomach, then lifts him up.]
Bill Hughes - Gras-Dawg going for a powerbomb!
[Gras-Dawg slams Keyser to the mat with force, then covers for the pin.]
Jack Gene - 1..kickout! Not yet. Jordan kicked out of that pretty quick.
[Gras-Dawg gets to his feet, picks Jordan up, and leans him up against the ropes. Jordan hangs there, trying to catch his breath.]
Jack Gene - It looks like Gras-Dawg is going for the Bourbon Street Beatdown!
[Gras-Dawg hits Jordan with a series of right and left hand punches, causing Jordan’s nose to start to bleed. On the last punch, Jordan rolls under it, grabs Dawg by the arm, and slams his elbow into the bigger man’s face. Gras-Dawg steps back, and Jordan immediately steps in and levels him with a kick to the chin.]
Bill Hughes - And Keyser with his first offense of the match!
[Jordan stands over Gras-Dawg, wiping blood from his nose. He waits as Dawg gets to his feet, and then sends him right back to the mat with a clothesline. Gras-Dawg rolls over and scrambles back up, but is met with a series of forearm strikes from Jordan, driving him back into the turnbuckle. Once in the corner, Jordan takes Dawg down with a Russian leg sweep.]
Bill Hughes - Jordan is really taking over, here. Gras-Dawg needs to do something to get the momentum back.
[Gras-Dawg gets to his feet again, with Jordan standing and watching. Gras bull rushes Jordan, but gets a knee to the face. Jordan lifts Dawg up in a vertical suplex, then drops him neck first onto the ropes. Gras-Dawg drops to the floor, choking and holding his neck. His rest is brief, because Jordan vaults the ropes and drops an elbow on the New Orleans native.]
Jack Gene - And this match has been taken outside the ring!
[Jordan lifts Gras-Dawg up, but Gras-Dawg slaps his hands away and starts punching Jordan, driving his right hand into the smaller man’s face again and again. Jordan backs up under the assault until his back is up against the crowd barrier. Gras-Dawg grabs him and whips him face first into the ring apron. Jordan collapses to the floor and tries to struggle to his feet. Gras-Dawg is on him instantly, kicking him in the ribs and driving him back down to the floor.]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg has gained the upper hand again!
Bill Hughes - Meh, Jordan is just toying with him. Just wait. Keyser will win this one.
[Gras-Dawg picks Jordan up and throws him into the ringside table, then lifts him up and puts him through the table with a reverse Death valley driver.]
Jack Gene - Def Jam Driver through a table!
[Jordan lays motionless, and Gras-Dawg raises his arms, getting the crowd into it. The camera cuts to a shot of Ashley Keyser, who looks torn between hope and worry. Gras-Dawg grins and nods at her and mouths “I’ll finish it.”]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg just assuring Ashley Keyser that he’ll finish Jordan off. He’s certainly made his intentions know all week, promising to end Jordan’s career.
[Gras-Dawg picks Jordan up and rolls him into the ring. He climbs over the ropes, picks Jordan up, and lifts him.]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg is going for the Voodoo Plunge!
[Gras-Dawg holds Jordan up for a moment, and in that moment, Jordan fights, drops down behind Gras-Dawg, and grabs Dawg’s head on his way down.]
Bill Hughes - Jordan reverses! Jordan Keyser just reversed the Voodoo Plunge and drops Gras-Dawg with a neck breaker!
[Jordan gets up, wincing in pain and glaring down at Gras-Dawg. He walks over, lifting Gras-Dawg to his feet, then locks in and hits Dawg with his Lethal Injection. Gras-Dawg lays motionless in the ring.]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg is down, but Jordan isn’t pinning him!
[Jordan slides out of the ring, lifts the steel ring steps, and throws them into the ring. He positions them right next to Gras-Dawg’s head, then climbs back over the ropes and waits on the ring apron.]
Bill Hughes - What the hell is he doing?
[Gras-Dawg starts to stir, then slowly gets to his feet. Jordan sets himself, and as soon as Gras-Dawg turns, Jordan leaps up, springboards off the ropes, twists in mid air, grabs Gras-Dawg by the neck…]
Bill Hughes - Swagger! Keyser just hit a springboard 720 ddt on Gras-Dawg!!! Look at the blood pouring from Gras-Dawg’s forehead!
Jack Gene - Not only that, but he just drove Gras-Dawg’s forehead into those steel ring steps. But Jordan didn’t come out of that unscathed!
[Jordan grabs his back, wincing in pain. He kneels on the mat next to Gras-Dawg, holding his upper body up with his fists, and gets close to Gras-Dawg’s face and screams at him.]
Jordan Keyser - Get up! Get the f*** up, dammit!
[Gras-Dawg somehow gets to his feet. Jordan goes for his finisher, but Gras-Dawg blocks it, then lifts Jordan up.]
Jack Gene - Voodoo Plunge!!!
[Gras-Dawg drops Keyser head first with his finisher, then covers for the pin.]
Jack Gene - 1..2..3 It’s over!!! Gras-Dawg walks away with the victory. My god, what a match, folks!
[Gras-Dawg raises his hands in victory, blood streaming down his face from the huge gash in his forehead. Get Up by 50 Cent blares across the speakers.]
Wayne Inkster - Here is your winner, by pinfall, GRAS-DAWG!!!
Bill Hughes - Right you are, Jack. The main event tonight on Fuel promises to be a hell of a match. The Executioner, Jordan Keyser, faces off against Gras-Dawg in a grudge match.
Jack Gene - These two have been trading shots back and forth for the better part of two months, including a singles match won by Gras-Dawg, and a tag match between Dillinger-Keyser and Mo-Gras, which was won by Gras-Dawg and Mo’Bad. These two have displayed quite a hatred for each other, and this should be fun to watch!
Bill Hughes - Ahh, yes. Nothing says sophistication like settling disputes by beating the crap out of each other in a confined space.
Jack Gene - Well, let’s get down to Wayne for our introductions.
[We cut to Inkster standing down in the ring.]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and Gentlemen, are you ready for tonight’s main event?
[The crowd roars its approval.]
Wayne Inkster - Alright. Introducing first, from Nueces County, Texas!
[The opening pipe organs from Critical Acclaim play through the speakers, the music hits, and Jordan steps out onto the stage about the time that Avenged Sevenfold lead singer M. Shadows whispers “Shh, be quiet you might piss somebody off.” The crowd boos loudly.]
Wayne Inkster - Standing 6’5 and weighing in at 230 lbs, The Executioner Jordan Keyser!
[Jordan walks down to the ring, ignoring the fans that scream at him. He stops at ringside, pulls out a chair, sets it up in the ring, sits down at props his feet up on the ropes.]
Jack Gene - Is Jordan using a folding chair as a lounge seat in the ring?
Bill Hughes - That’s what it looks like, Jack.
Wayne Inkster - And his opponent, from New Orleans, Louisiana, standing 6 feet 8 inches tall and tipping the scales at 280 lbs, Gras-Dawg!
[As Gras-Dawg comes out to 'Get Up' by 50 Cent, he goes into his usual rapping routine, poking fun at Keyser, with the Keyser thinks he's a Kaiser but is just a broke dick miser fading out like a geyser. He'll make his way down and pause at the barricades and picks up a mic:
Gras-Dawg - Hey Man, hey! Cut da Music! Hey Keyser! Hey Man. You know, I got to tinkin' to mahself but how I can not only beat yo ass, endin' yo career and makin' da night even more special and den it hit me. I also know you're probably wonderin' who it was I called as mah promo ended ya? Well here it is.
[The camera pans a bit and shows Gras-Dawg standing next to Ashley Keyser and little Kacey Keyser. Gras-Dawg grins widely and nods, gesturing to the two of them, Kacey holding a little one of those souvenir beanie bears with various wrestlers names' on it, on this one is Jordan Keyser's name. Jordan stands up, kicking the chair out of the ring. He steps up to the ropes. Gras-Dawg grins, then gets back onto the mic and nods.]
Gras-Dawg - Man..I gotta tell you.. Why you let a fine ass honey like this get away from you... you a dumb motha..
[Gras-Dawg glances back at Kacey and bites his tongue.]
Gras-Dawg - You know what you be. But I figured I'd do what I could... see I went all 'Make a Wish' here man and lil babygirl, what was your wish?
[Gras-Dawg holds the mic out to Kacey who blushes a bit and speaks into it.]
Kacey Keyser - I want my mommy and daddy to come home so we can all be a family again...
[The crowd lets out an 'awwww' at the cute little girl and Gras-Dawg raises the mic.]
Gras-Dawg - Hear dat, man? All B.S. aside, your daughter got a plain, simple request. You gonna ignore that? You gonna grant your girl's wish? Or you gonna prove that you ain't worthy ta be a man and father? Tell you what... you'll be havin' a lot of time to think bout it cause I'm bout to take yo punk ass out the game for a bit!
[Dawg goes to climb into the ring, but Jordan grabs a mic first.]
Jordan Keyser - You know, Gras, I don’t know what I expected, but this wasn’t it. You’ve crossed a line. I could care less what you do with Ashley, but you’re not fit to be in the same building as that little girl over there. So I’ll tell you what I’m gonna do. You want to try and end my career? Come get into this ring and try. But tonight I’m going to beat you to within an inch of your life. When you’re down, I’ll pick you back up and put you through more. I was content just to win this match, but not anymore. No, now I’ll only be content when they’re feeding you applesauce through a tube.
[Jordan pauses, then glances over at Ashley, who is sitting with Kacey in the front row.]
Jordan Keyser - And I’ll deal with you later, Ashley.
[Jordan drops the mic and stands back, inviting Gras-Dawg to climb into the ring.]
Jack Gene - What a development here! Gras-Dawg has brought Jordan’s ex-wife and daughter down to ringside. For those of you living under a rock this week, Ashley sent out a distressing plea to Gras-Dawg to end Jordan’s career, hoping that the two of them would reunite after that.
Bill Hughes - And Jordan put her in her place! If Gras-Dawg hadn’t committed this horrendous act, that would have been the end of it.
Jack Gene - Horrendous?
Bill Hughes - Hey, that’s what was on my teleprompter, Jack.
[Jack groans as Gras-Dawg gets into the ring, watching Jordan carefully. The two circle, and Jordan suddenly lunges at Dawg. Obviously ready for it, Gras-Dawg swings an arm, dropping Jordan in the center of the ring with a huge clothesline. Jordan rolls away, leaps to his feet, and rushes Gras-Dawg again, to the same result.]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg asserting his power early, here. He just leveled Jordan with two big clotheslines!
[Gras-Dawg drops to the mat and locks in an armbar, wrenching on Jordan’s left elbow and shoulder. Jordan yells in pain, trying to grab Gras-Dawg’s arm to pull it loose. Dawg just wrenches harder, putting more pressure on Jordan’s shoulder.]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg showing a little technical knowledge here.
Bill Hughes - Don’t worry, folks. Jordan will get out of it.
[Jordan finally manages to reach over and lock his palms together. Gras tries to wrench them apart, and Jordan uses the momentum to roll out of the hold. Both men get to their feet, with Jordan holding on to his shoulder in pain.]
Bill Hughes - See. I told you.
Jack Gene - But how much damage was done to that left shoulder?
[Gras-Dawg moves in, grabbing Jordan and whipping him into the turnbuckle across the ring. He follows, throwing a shoulder into Jordan’s chest. The Executioner drops to a sitting position, gasping for air. Gras-Dawg stands over him and stomps, driving his foot into that already hurt left shoulder.]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg wasn’t kidding when he said that he was going to end Jordan’s career. He’s really working on that left shoulder.
[Gras-Dawg steps back, reaches down and pulls Jordan to his feet. Jordan staggers back, shaking his head. Dawg knees him in the stomach, then lifts him up.]
Bill Hughes - Gras-Dawg going for a powerbomb!
[Gras-Dawg slams Keyser to the mat with force, then covers for the pin.]
Jack Gene - 1..kickout! Not yet. Jordan kicked out of that pretty quick.
[Gras-Dawg gets to his feet, picks Jordan up, and leans him up against the ropes. Jordan hangs there, trying to catch his breath.]
Jack Gene - It looks like Gras-Dawg is going for the Bourbon Street Beatdown!
[Gras-Dawg hits Jordan with a series of right and left hand punches, causing Jordan’s nose to start to bleed. On the last punch, Jordan rolls under it, grabs Dawg by the arm, and slams his elbow into the bigger man’s face. Gras-Dawg steps back, and Jordan immediately steps in and levels him with a kick to the chin.]
Bill Hughes - And Keyser with his first offense of the match!
[Jordan stands over Gras-Dawg, wiping blood from his nose. He waits as Dawg gets to his feet, and then sends him right back to the mat with a clothesline. Gras-Dawg rolls over and scrambles back up, but is met with a series of forearm strikes from Jordan, driving him back into the turnbuckle. Once in the corner, Jordan takes Dawg down with a Russian leg sweep.]
Bill Hughes - Jordan is really taking over, here. Gras-Dawg needs to do something to get the momentum back.
[Gras-Dawg gets to his feet again, with Jordan standing and watching. Gras bull rushes Jordan, but gets a knee to the face. Jordan lifts Dawg up in a vertical suplex, then drops him neck first onto the ropes. Gras-Dawg drops to the floor, choking and holding his neck. His rest is brief, because Jordan vaults the ropes and drops an elbow on the New Orleans native.]
Jack Gene - And this match has been taken outside the ring!
[Jordan lifts Gras-Dawg up, but Gras-Dawg slaps his hands away and starts punching Jordan, driving his right hand into the smaller man’s face again and again. Jordan backs up under the assault until his back is up against the crowd barrier. Gras-Dawg grabs him and whips him face first into the ring apron. Jordan collapses to the floor and tries to struggle to his feet. Gras-Dawg is on him instantly, kicking him in the ribs and driving him back down to the floor.]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg has gained the upper hand again!
Bill Hughes - Meh, Jordan is just toying with him. Just wait. Keyser will win this one.
[Gras-Dawg picks Jordan up and throws him into the ringside table, then lifts him up and puts him through the table with a reverse Death valley driver.]
Jack Gene - Def Jam Driver through a table!
[Jordan lays motionless, and Gras-Dawg raises his arms, getting the crowd into it. The camera cuts to a shot of Ashley Keyser, who looks torn between hope and worry. Gras-Dawg grins and nods at her and mouths “I’ll finish it.”]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg just assuring Ashley Keyser that he’ll finish Jordan off. He’s certainly made his intentions know all week, promising to end Jordan’s career.
[Gras-Dawg picks Jordan up and rolls him into the ring. He climbs over the ropes, picks Jordan up, and lifts him.]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg is going for the Voodoo Plunge!
[Gras-Dawg holds Jordan up for a moment, and in that moment, Jordan fights, drops down behind Gras-Dawg, and grabs Dawg’s head on his way down.]
Bill Hughes - Jordan reverses! Jordan Keyser just reversed the Voodoo Plunge and drops Gras-Dawg with a neck breaker!
[Jordan gets up, wincing in pain and glaring down at Gras-Dawg. He walks over, lifting Gras-Dawg to his feet, then locks in and hits Dawg with his Lethal Injection. Gras-Dawg lays motionless in the ring.]
Jack Gene - Gras-Dawg is down, but Jordan isn’t pinning him!
[Jordan slides out of the ring, lifts the steel ring steps, and throws them into the ring. He positions them right next to Gras-Dawg’s head, then climbs back over the ropes and waits on the ring apron.]
Bill Hughes - What the hell is he doing?
[Gras-Dawg starts to stir, then slowly gets to his feet. Jordan sets himself, and as soon as Gras-Dawg turns, Jordan leaps up, springboards off the ropes, twists in mid air, grabs Gras-Dawg by the neck…]
Bill Hughes - Swagger! Keyser just hit a springboard 720 ddt on Gras-Dawg!!! Look at the blood pouring from Gras-Dawg’s forehead!
Jack Gene - Not only that, but he just drove Gras-Dawg’s forehead into those steel ring steps. But Jordan didn’t come out of that unscathed!
[Jordan grabs his back, wincing in pain. He kneels on the mat next to Gras-Dawg, holding his upper body up with his fists, and gets close to Gras-Dawg’s face and screams at him.]
Jordan Keyser - Get up! Get the f*** up, dammit!
[Gras-Dawg somehow gets to his feet. Jordan goes for his finisher, but Gras-Dawg blocks it, then lifts Jordan up.]
Jack Gene - Voodoo Plunge!!!
[Gras-Dawg drops Keyser head first with his finisher, then covers for the pin.]
Jack Gene - 1..2..3 It’s over!!! Gras-Dawg walks away with the victory. My god, what a match, folks!
[Gras-Dawg raises his hands in victory, blood streaming down his face from the huge gash in his forehead. Get Up by 50 Cent blares across the speakers.]
Wayne Inkster - Here is your winner, by pinfall, GRAS-DAWG!!!
[Gras-Dawg slides out of the ring as the crowd cheers. Jordan lays on his back, holding his hands over his face as the scene fades.]
Zana Knight Arrives at Ides of March 2010
[The shot opens back outside of the production truck as Stephen Squires and John Squires look around with smiles.]
Stephen Squires - Thank you, everyone for watching WMW's Ides of March 2010 Preview Show. This has been Fuel 27. And, now we turn it over to Jack and Bill, to begin Ides of March 2010! Stay tuned!
John Squires - Hey, wait a second, Stephen. Who is this?
[The camera pans to show a 2010 Mercedes Benz pulling into the parking area and comes to a complete stop. Zana Knight is shown getting out of the vehicle, and it not at 100% due to the attack from the unknown man at Graveyard Shift [111]. Zana Knight begins to look into the camera, and begins to speak…]
Zana Knight – Business is going to pick up tonight. I am going to get down to the bottom of who this unknown man is.
[All of a sudden a 2010 Chevy Camaro speeds through the parking lot heading towards Zana Knight. Zana Knight does not have enough time to move out of the way. The Chevy Camaro collides into Zana. Zana Knight flies onto the hood of the vehicle, and smashes into the windshield window. Zana bounces off the vehicle and down to the ground. The Chevy Camaro then begins to speed off away from the scene. Stagehands outside immediately appear at the scene and rush to her aid.]
Male Stagehand - Oh shit. She's hurt.
Zana Knight – Business is going to pick up tonight. I am going to get down to the bottom of who this unknown man is.
[All of a sudden a 2010 Chevy Camaro speeds through the parking lot heading towards Zana Knight. Zana Knight does not have enough time to move out of the way. The Chevy Camaro collides into Zana. Zana Knight flies onto the hood of the vehicle, and smashes into the windshield window. Zana bounces off the vehicle and down to the ground. The Chevy Camaro then begins to speed off away from the scene. Stagehands outside immediately appear at the scene and rush to her aid.]
Male Stagehand - Oh shit. She's hurt.
Stephen Squires - Holy shi... someone, quick! Call 911!
Female Stagehand - Did you see who was in the car?
Male Stagehand - No! Just call! Now!
[She pulls her cell phone out of her pocket and begins to dial.
Male Security Guard - Damnit!
Male Stagehand - What, you know who did this?
Male Security Guard - Well, it looked like Damien Knight's car. I couldn't see who was driving, though.
[WMW medics arrive as does other WMW officials to check on Zana Knight. The scene fades.]
[WMW medics arrive as does other WMW officials to check on Zana Knight. The scene fades.]

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