Post by Dean Wolf on Sept 8, 2018 0:27:30 GMT -5
A video package plays hyping up the main event between Bernard Core and Cliff of Doom.
Voiceover: And now, The Sixth Dimension presents...Best of the Best.
The title card goes up as “Everything Ends” by Slipknot plays.
We get a shot of the Sixth Dimension. There are two ramps leading to the six sided ring. At the type of one ramps is a large banner displaying the face of Bernard Core. At the end of the other ramp is a banner displaying the face of Cliff of Doom. Pyro goes off at the top of both ramps. The fans are cheering and holding up signs.
James Eastwood: It’s been over two months since the Sixth Dimension Tournament began, and tonight, we conclude it and find out just who is the greatest of The Handler’s creations!
We cut to James Eastwood and Troy Miller at the broadcast table.
James Eastwood: Good evening, everyone! I’m James Eastwood and next to me is my interim broadcast partner, Troy Miller!
Troy Miller: You’re just going to use that word “interim” every time you introduce me, aren’t you?
James Eastwood: You’re damn right I am, but let’s talk about tonight’s card. We’ve got four matches, the most important one being the main event to crown the first ever Sixth Dimension Championship as Headmaster Bernard Core takes on Cliff of Doom, and I for one am hoping that Cliff of Doom represents this promotion as its first champion!
Troy Miller: Of course, you do. If you were well off like me, you would be able to recognize the greatness that is Headmaster Bernard Core, but you’re just a middle class average Joe like Cliff of Doom and the rest of these people. You’re jealousy for Bernard Core’s success makes you biased.
James Eastwood: And you wonder why I say “interim.” We’ve also got an eight man tag tonight featuring the men that will be in the Next Dimension tournament at the start of season two of the Sixth Dimension.
Troy Miller: Another tournament that The Handler has failed to invite me to compete in.
James Eastwood: Do you want to wrestle or commentate?
Troy Miller: I can do both better than anybody else.
James Eastwood: The jury’s still out on the commentating.
Troy Miller: Jury? Ha! The Miller’s have bought more juries than you can count.
Eastwood rolls his eyes.
James Eastwood: We’ll also see two legends from The Handler’s childhood promotion, AAW, compete when Dino Kidd faces Henry Keith.
Troy Miller: I think after 20 long years, Keith is finally going to get his revenge on Dino Kidd tonight.
James Eastwood: All that action will take place tonight, but right now, let’s go to our first match and Gordon Gould with the introductions.
We get a shot of Gordon Gould in the ring. The bell rings. The “Jeopardy” theme song from the 1980s plays.
Gordon Gould: Our opening contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Wheeling, West Virginia, weighing in at 233 lbs., Red Trunks!
Red Trunks, a flabby jobber with a blonde mullet, white jacket, and, you guessed it, Red Trunks, runs down Cliff of Doom’s ramp to the ring.
James Eastwood: I give Red Trunks a lot of credit for competing in this sport for over 30 years, but for someone at his advanced age who has never won a match, I really don’t think it was a good idea to agree to a match against The Killenial.
Troy Miller: He’s from West Virginia. You expect him to make wise decisions?
James Eastwood: I expect him to get pummeled, unfortunately.
Red Trunks gives his jacket to the ring attendant and does calisthenics in his corner.
“NOW IS THE TIME FOR ME TO RISE TO MY FEET! WIPE YOUR SPIT FROM MY FACE! WIPE THESE TEARS FROM MY EYES!”
“I Will Be Heard” by Hatebreed plays. Massive boos fill the arena. The Killenial steps out onto the stage, an imposing sight.
Gordon Gould: His opponent, from Centereach, NY, weighing in at 385 lbs., The Killenial!
James Eastwood: At the start of the Sixth Dimension Tournament, The Killenial was a 150 pounder named Caleb Ronan who struck fear into no one. Now, he’s the most terrifying figure in The Sixth Dimension.
Troy Miller: And it’s all because of that disgusting act Biff Mustache pulled with The Killenial’s iPhone. If he’d never put his hands on it, Caleb Ronan wouldn’t have transformed into this monster we see before us.
James Eastwood: Maybe not, but what he did to Biff and Alamo Franklin was criminal!
Troy Miller: Well, if there ever comes a day where he’s charged with a crime, he can use the attorney that the Millers have on retainer.
James Eastwood: Good God.
The Killenial steps up onto the apron and over the top rope. He stares straight at Red Trunks. The music stops.
The referee calls for the bell. Red Trunks runs right at The Killenial, who gets his boot up and knocks Red Trunks out.
Crowd: Ooooo!
Troy Miller: See? Not smart.
The Killenial pulls Red Trunks up by his hair. He pulls his head back and pounds his fist into Trunks’ sternum. Trunks falls to the mat and coughs.
James Eastwood: That fist must feel like a sledgehammer!
The Killenial whips Trunks into the corner and follows it up with a huge corner splash. Trunks stumble forward and falls on his face. The Killenial yells at the crowd.
The Killenial: THAT’S SOCIAL JUSTICE!
Crowd: BOOOOO!
The Killenial sets Red Trunks up. He lifts him and drives him into the mat with a powerbomb. However, he continues to hold on to Trunks. He lifts him again and hits a second powerbomb. He lifts him up for a third time, and walks around the ring with the jobber on his shoulders.
James Eastwood: Oh God, not another one! Red Trunks is out!
The Killenial stops, throws Trunks up in the air, and sends him down with one more powerbomb.
Crowd: Ooooooo!
James Eastwood: I still can’t believe this man’s strength!
Troy Miller: Believe, Eastwood. It’s real!
The Killenial: IT’S OVER!
Crowd: BOOOOO!
The Killenial climbs up to the top rope.
James Eastwood: What is he going for here?
The massive man jumps off the top rope and takes to the air.
James Eastwood: PHOENIX SPLASH!!!
The Killenial comes down hard on Red Trunks. He stands up and slams is foot on Trunks’ sternum for the pin. The ref counts.
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The ref calls for the bell. “I Will Be Heard” plays.
Gordon Gould: The winner of this contest, The Killenial!
The ref tries to raise The Killenial’s hand, but he pulls it away and raises both arms in the air.
James Eastwood: We knew when Caleb Ronan transformed into this man, he gained a ton of new power, but he’s retained the agility that he had when he was a welterweight. This man is just….he’s just the most dangerous man in The Sixth Dimension. He’s like a walking weapon of mass destruction!
Troy Miller: And nobody’s going to be able to dismantle him.
While The Killenail poses for the crowd, the ref checks on Red Trunks and signals for medical help. EMTs come down to ringside with a stretcher. They check on Red Trunks. The Killenial turns around and sees the scene unfolding across the ring. He marches over and pulls the EMTs out of the way. They wisely get out of the ring. The music stops. The Killenial gets both hands around Trunks’ throat. He lifts him up and slams him down to the canvas with a chokeslam.
James Eastwood: Come on, it’s over! Don’t do this again!
The Killenial brings Trunks to the apron. He lifts him in an inverted powerslam position, jumps off the apron, and sends him crashing onto the stretch with a Dominator. The crowd shrieks in horror.
James Eastwood: Red Trunks doesn’t deserve this! He didn’t even offend The Killenial! He’s just doing this because he can! Is this the kind of justice he preaches, attacking a man while he’s down?!
Troy Miller: This is how you show power, Eastwood. You make an example out of people so nobody messes with you. Take some notes.
James Eastwood: I’ll pass! Oh, look, Sixth Dimension security. Glad you could make it, guys!
Security cautiously walks past The Killenial, who just stares at them intimidatingly. They and the EMTs help get Trunks onto the stretcher and we’ll him up the ramp opposite The Killenial. The Killenial just smiles at the carnage he’s caused and walks back up the ramp to a chorus of boos.
We cut to a shot of Eastwood and Miller. Eastwood shakes his head while Miller is elated.
Troy Miller: Man, what a great way to kick off this show!
Eastwood stares at him in flabbergasted.
James Eastwood: I’d like to kick YOU off this show.
Troy Miller: Well, when you pay my salary, you can, but you’ll never have enough money to do that.
Eastwood turns away in disgust and stares into the camera.
James Eastwood: Let’s go to Sylvia Evergreen who’s with The Handler.
We cut to Sylvia Evergreen, who’s with The Handler in the backstage interview area.
Sylvia Evergreen: Thanks, James. Handler, this is a big night for you and I know you're very busy but I appreciate you speaking with me.
The Handler: Well, it is a big night. This event is a dream come true for me and I can’t wait to see who is going to be the first ever Sixth Dimension Champion.
Sylvia Evergreen: That being said, I wonder if I could ask you about Ded Memry?
The Handler stiffens.
The Handler: What about him?
Sylvia Evergreen: Well, have you heard from him? Do you know his whereabouts?
The Handler: No, he hasn’t contacted me and I don’t know where he is. Why would I?
Sylvia Evergreen: It’s just that you seemed very concerned when he ran off during the last episode of The Sixth Dimension.
The Handler: Well, I was, but I offered Ded help and he didn’t accept it. I can’t worry about the past right now, especially with The Sixth Dimension’s future being so bright.
Sylvia Evergreen: Just one more question, Handler. Ded’s biggest goal, besides becoming Sixth Dimension Champion, was to take off his mask and find out his true identity. As the creator of Ded Memry and all the wrestlers in the tournament, do you know Ded’s true identity?
The Handler becomes irked.
The Handler: No. Why would I know that? I only had him wrestling in the WCF for a week before I cut his career short. I never got that far in giving him an identity beyond the mask. Now, do you have any more questions because I have a show to run.
Sylvia is startled by his abruptness.
Sylvia Evergreen: Oh, um, no. Thank you, Handler.
He walks away.
Sylvia Evergreen: Back to you, James.
He cut to a graphic showing the combatants for the next contest.
James Eastwood: Well, coming up next, folks, is the AAW Legends Grudge Match between Dino Kidd and Henry Keith. Let’s look back at this feud that started 20 years ago.
The same video package from the Best of the Best Pep Rally plays detailing the feud. After that, we cut back to the arena. The bell rings.
Gordon Gould: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is the AAW Legends Grudge Match.
“God Save the Queen” plays. The crowd boos.
Gordon Gould: Introducing first, from the United Kingdom, weighing in at 255 lbs., Henry Keith!
Keith comes out from Core’s side in light blue tights and white boots. He stands at the top of the ramp waving the British flag in the air as the British national anthem plays.
James Eastwood: You know, I don’t agree with fans booing during another country’s national anthem, but if Henry Keith hadn’t have tried to take over All-American Wrestling 20 years ago in the name of the United Kingdom, these fans probably wouldn’t be so hostile.
Troy Miller: I respect a man who tries to take over another company. My family’s been practicing corporate takeovers for years.
James Eastwood: Be that as it may, he failed in his attempt when Dino Kidd and The American Revolution stopped him. Now, he’s trying to get some retribution.
Keith steps into the middle of the ring, plants the flag into the middle of the mat, put his hand over his heart, and completes his singing of the British national anthem. The music stops. The boos of the crowd become even more apparent.
“Metropolis Zone” by Masato Nakamura plays. The crowd cheers.
Gordon Gould: His opponent, from Hoboken, New Jersey, weighing in at 212 lbs., Dino Kidd!
Kidd comes out from Cliff of Doom’s side in an American flag singlet. He hops up and down at the top of the aisle and then sprints down to the ring.
James Eastwood: I think Kidd is ready to renew this rivalry!
Kidd slides into the ring and shoot to his feet. Keith swings the flag at him, but he ducks. Keith turns around and eats a spinning heel kick. Keith falls and drops the flag. The ref calls for the bell to start the match and removes the flag from the ring.
Keith gets to his feet and is met with knife edge chops by Kidd. Kidd sends him off the ropes and leapfrogs over him. Keith comes off the opposite ropes and is monkey flipped by Kidd’s legs. Keith gets up to his feet and stumbles back onto the ropes. Kidd hits a running dropkick and sends Keith out to the floor.
James Eastwood: Kidd with the early advantage here!
The ref starts a 10 count but Kidd breaks it by hitting a slingshot tope con hilo onto Keith.
James Eastwood: 20 years later, he hasn’t lost a step!
Kidd throws Keith back in the ring. He heads to the top rope and hits a front missile dropkick. He covers.
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Keith kicks out. Kidd brings Keith to the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. He hits some more knife edge chops and Irish whips Keith into the opposite corner. He charges and goes for a splash, but Keith moves out of the way, causing Kidd’s stomach to land hard into the top turnbuckle. He’s draped over the top rope. Keith lays some forearms into his back before pulling him violently off the ropes. The back of Kidd’s head hits the mat hard. Keith chokes Kidd and doesn’t relent until the ref gets to a count of four.
Troy Miller: That choke has 20 years of frustration behind it.
Keith lifts Kidd up and sends him down with a side slam. He covers.
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Kidd kicks out but Keith immediately traps him in a chinlock.
Crowd: USA! USA! USA! USA!
Kidd feeds off the crowd’s energy. He gets to his feet and sends some elbows into Keith’s gut. Keith releases the hold. Kidd goes to run towards the ropes, but Keith grabs his hair, pulls him back, and hits a belly to back suplex. He stands up at yells at the crowd.
Henry Keith: GOD SAVE THE QUEEN!
Crowd: BOOOOO!
Troy Miller: What do these people have against the Queen? She’s royalty! And, she’s delightful at dinner parties.
James Eastwood: Don’t tell me she’s invited your family to Windsor Castle.
Troy Miller: Of course not! We invited her.
James Eastwood: Oh, give me a break.
Keith scoops Kidd up and walks him around the ring to show off his strength. He finally decides on a spot in the corner and bodyslams Kidd. He climbs up to the second rope and executes a jumping legdrop. He covers.
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Kidd kicks out. Keith throws him out of the ring between the middle and top rope. He follows Kidd outside and throws him into the ring steps. The ref orders him to bring the match back in the ring but Keith ignores him. He scoops Kidd up and launches him shoulder first into the ring post. Kidd yells out in pain.
James Eastwood: Keith is such a strong man. Just look at the way he throws Kidd around the ring.
Troy Miller: That’s what happens when you have about 50 pounds on your opponent.
James Eastwood: And still, Keith has never been able to beat him.
Keith gets back in the ring and poses for the crowd.
Crowd: BOOOOO!
The ref starts a 10 count.
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Kidd gets onto the apron and tries to crawl back in through the ropes. Keith stomps on the injured shoulder, causing Kidd to fall back into the ring. Keith scoops him up, brings him to the center of the ring, and hits a shoulderbreaker. He then mounts Kidd and locks in an armbar. Kidd yells as the submission move pulls at his tendons. The ref asks Kidd if he wants to submit but Kidd refuses. The crowd begins clapping to motivate the American hero. Kidd starts to get to his feet while Keith begins shaking his head, disbelieving what’s happening. Kidd throws right hands Keith, which temporarily faze him, but Keith quickly lets go and hits a sudden lariat that almost takes Kidd’s head off. Keith covers.
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Kidd kicks out. Keith locks in a cross armbreaker this time. The ref asks Kidd if he wants to submit again, but Kidd still refuses. The crowd begins clapping again. Kidd gets to his feet and is able to stack Keith in a pin while the armbreaker is still applied. The ref counts.
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Keith lets go of the hold and pushes Kidd back into the corner with his feet. Keith charges at Kidd but Kidd moves out of the way. Kidd turns Keith around and stands over him on the second rope, completing a 10 punch spot, the crowd counting the entire time. He whips Keith into the opposite corner. Keith stumbles forward and Kidd hits a back body drop. He starts to get fired up. The crowd cheers. Kidd hits a succession of clotheslines. Keith gets up after the last one and goes for a clothesline, but Kidd ducks it and hits a roundhouse kick that sends Keith down. Kidd holds one finger in the air, signaling that he’s going to the top for his finisher.
James Eastwood: This could be it for Keith! If Kidd hits this move, he’ll have his third win over his archrival!
Keith starts to get to his feet while Kidd climbs the ropes. He looks behind him to make sure Keith is in position. When he’s ready, he takes to the air.
James Eastwood: CORKSCREW CROSSBODY!
However, Keith catches him and powerslams him into the mat.
Crowd: Oooooo!
Troy Miller: Spoke too soon!
Now, Keith signals that it’s time for HIM to end the match. He lifts Kidd up and crotches him on the top rope. Keith climbs to the top, gets Kidd to stand on the top turnbuckle, and lifts him up.
James Eastwood: SUPERPLEX!
The crowd pops at the display of strength, even if the move was happening to their hero. Keith covers.
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Kickout! The crowd is elated.
Keith can’t believe it. He looks down at Kidd.
Henry Keith: Why can’t you just LOSE?!
He argues with the ref before heading to the outside. He grabs the British flag and brings it into the ring. The ref blocks him and the two begin to argue. Suddenly somebody jumps the barricade and enters the ring.
James Eastwood: Hey, who the hell is this?
Troy Miller: That’s...that’s...that’s Nick Naylor from Eternal Wrestling Odyssey!
James Eastwood: Nick Naylor?! What the hell is he doing here?!
Naylor lifts a prone Kidd up and plants him into the mat with a package piledriver.
Troy Miller: NAYL GUN!
James Eastwood: Hey! Ref, turn around!
Naylor quickly dashes out of the ring. Keith drops his flag, gets the ref out of his way, and covers Kidd.
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The bell rings. “God Save the Queen” plays while the ref raises Keith’s hand.
Gordon Gould: The winner of this contest, Henry Keith!
The crowd boos the injustice.
Troy Miller: After 20 years, Henry Keith finally gets revenge on Dino Kidd in the name of the Queen!
James Eastwood: Yeah, but not without help from Nick Naylor! What is this all about?!
Keith picks up his flag and goes to the outside, where he and Naylor hug. They put their arms around each other’s necks. Keith holds up his flag while Naylor raises his arm in the air. They walk backwards up the aisle, laughing at Kidd the entire time. Some fans throw garbage at them. Kidd comes to and stares at the two men while he holds his neck in pain. He smacks the mat in anger but is too hurt to shoot up to his feet and go after his foes. The ref helps him up to his feet. The music stops and the crowd gives Dino Kidd a round of applause. He acknowledges but leaves the ring disappointed in his loss.
We cut to a shot of Bernard Core, who is warming up backstage. The crowd boos.
James Eastwood: There is Bernard Core, one half of tonight’s main event, warming up without Dean Wolf. I wonder if he’ll walk down to the ring alone tonight as well.
Troy Miller: What does that matter? Bernard Core doesn’t need Wolf to win. He’s a former NCAA Heavyweight Champion! All he needs to do is rely on his natural athletic ability and intellect to beat Cliff of Doom.
A shot of Cliff of Doom warming up appears. The crowd cheers. His wife, Tina McManus, is with him.
James Eastwood: Speaking of Cliff of Doom, there he is warming up while his wife Tina looks on. Troy, Bernard Core may have the amateur background, but Cliff of Doom has the heart of a champion, and sometimes that’s all you need.
Troy Miller: Give me a break! Nobody wins because they have heart. They win because they have more talent. And money, which is something else Bernard Core has more of than Cliff of Doom.
James Eastwood: I don’t think money is going to play a factor tonight.
Cliff finishes warming up and gives his wife a kiss before walking off camera.
Troy Miller: We get it, he loves his wife. Jeez.
A shot of Dean Wolf appears. Half the crowd cheers while the other half boos. He’s sitting on a gang box in the backstage area wearing a suit and sunglasses. He looks contemplative.
James Eastwood: And what will this man do tonight? Let’s take a look back at what happened last week when Bernard Core and Cliff of Doom met in the ring at the Best of the Best Pep Rally.
The replay commences. It’s edited for time.
Cliff of Doom: I know my history pretty well, and I clearly remember the end of our first match. You Uniplexed me and had me in a pin attempt. I grabbed the rope to break the ref’s count but before he could see anything, Dean Wolf smacked my hand off of it.
Bernard Core: You think I need HIM to beat you?! I didn’t need him then and I won’t need him next week!
Dean Wolf: Did I just hear you right? Did you just say that you didn’t need me to beat him, because if I remember right, you were begging for me to help you that entire match!
Bernard Core: Wolf, get back in your corner!
Crowd: Oooooooo.
Dean Wolf: Who do you think you’re talking to like that?
Bernard Core: I’m talking to YOU like that! I’m talking to the man that is responsible for my only loss in this tournament! I’m talking to the man whose one job was to beat Cliff of Doom, and even with TWO TRIES you failed! I’m talking to the man who failed to protect me from embarrassment at XIII last year when Ursula Mustache put her disease-ridden crotch all over my face! That’s the man I’m talking to, so once again, as your HEADMASTER, I am ordering YOU to GET BACK IN YOUR CORNER!
Dean Wolf: You know what? If you think you can beat him yourself, good fuckin’ luck.
Bernard Core: Where are you going?! So this is the way it’s going to be?! Fine! I don’t need you! I can win the Sixth Dimension Championship all by myself!
He cut back to a live shot of Eastwood and Miller at the broadcast table.
James Eastwood: Last time we thought there was a rift in The Core Institute, Wolf decided to keep his allegiance to Bernard Core. Do you think history will repeat itself?
Dean Wolf: Undoubtedly. By the time this night is over, Dean Wolf will be on his hands and knees praising the first ever Sixth Dimension Champion, Bernard Core, and begging for Headmaster Core’s forgiveness; and if he’s lucky, Headmaster Core will be merciful.
James Eastwood: That remains to be seen, but right now, it’s time to get a look at the eight men that will compete in next season’s Next Dimension Tournament. They’ll be taking part in our next match, an eight-man tag. Troy, are you excited about this match...oh, wait, why would you be? You weren’t invited to compete in it.
Troy Miller: Oh, you’re hilarious! How about I go to The Handler and make this a one-man booth?
James Eastwood: You mean you’re going to tender your resignation?
Miller gets impatient.
Troy Miller: No! I mean I’m gonna get you...you know what, just throw it to Gordon Gould!
James Eastwood: No problem!
He looks at the camera.
James Eastwood: Let’s go to Gordon Gould for the ring introductions!
Troy Miller: I still have more money than you.
The University of Alabama Fight Song plays. The heels are introduced first. They enter on the Core side.
Gordon Gould: The following contest is the Next Dimension Eight-Man Tag, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, accompanied by Papa Ray Roberts, from Tuscaloosa, Alabama, weighing in at 260 lbs., Barry Ray Roberts!
Barry Ray comes out in a maroon singlet accompanied by his father, who’s in a cowboy hat and suit. Barry Ray wears a big stupid grin on his face and gets star struck by the size of the crowd. His father, Papa Ray, snaps him out of it by slapping him in the back of the head. They continue to walk down to the ring.
James Eastwood: I’ve heard stories about Barry Ray Roberts’ father. He’s a legend in Alabama for his boisterousness during youth athletic competitions, yelling at his son from the stands for every little mistake and getting into arguments with coaches and referees. He even got into shouting matches with parents of both Barry’s teammates and Barry’s opponents!
Troy Miller: He only wanted his son to do his best. Is that a bad thing, Eastwood?
James Eastwood: Well, I hope he employs a different tactic tonight.
The NFL on Fox Theme plays.
Gordon Gould: His partners, first, from Raleigh, North Carolina, weighing in at 235 lbs., Chris Swenson!
Swenson comes out in a blue letterman’s jacket and blue trunks. He raises both arms in the air, holding one finger out on each hand while he cockily struts to the ring.
James Eastwood: Chris Swenson was a two sport All-American at Duke University in both football and wrestling. He was also quite the scholar, majoring in Mechanical Engineering.
“The Small Hours” by Metallica plays. The house lights go down and a strobe light goes off near the entrance.
Gordon Gould: From Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 240 lbs., Cyrin!
Cyrin comes out in a in black long trunks and walks down to the ring slowly with a brooding look on his face.
Troy Miller: What is this guy’s deal?
James Eastwood: People have been telling me all day that Cyrin has kept to himself in the locker room and backstage all day. Some people have actually felt a little creeped out by him. He just kind of stalks and lurks around but never says a word.
Troy Miller: Perhaps he’s trying to gain a psychological edge.
James Eastwood: Let’s hope that’s all it is.
“Mouth for War” by Pantera plays.
Gordon Gould: And from Queens, NY, weighing in at 290 lbs., Mark Ortiz!
Ortiz, dressed in a graffiti decorated singlet, gets himself pumped at the top of the entrance and runs down to the ring like a car in a drag race.
James Eastwood: With his size, speed, and power, Mark Ortiz has got to be the odds on favorite to win the Next Dimension tournament.
Troy Miller: I’d take those odds.
The faces come out next from Cliff’s side of the arena.
“Thunderkiss ‘65” by White Zombie plays.
Gordon Gould: Their opponents, first from Austin, Texas, weighing in at 215 lbs., Alex Van Bomb!
Van Bomb skips down to the ring, bopping his head to the music. He’s wearing paint splattered long trunks and has multi-colored hair.
Troy Miller: Is this one of those free-spirited guys?
James Eastwood: Um, I guess. He is a bit of an oddball but he can wrestle.
Troy Miller: An anti-conformist. Yuck.
“The Truth” by Limp Bizkit plays.
Gordon Gould: His partners, first, from Bowling Green, Ohio, weighing in at 231 lbs., Jason Sterling!
Sterling comes out in simple red long trunks and white boots. He walks down to the ring with a serious look on his face, holding his hands out for some of the fans to smack, but not taking his eyes of the ring.
James Eastwood: This, in my opinion, is the most technically sound wrestler out of this group. He’s known on the independent circuit for his commitment to the sport and his discipline. His training regimen is very structured and has relied exclusively on his in-ring talent to get attention. You won’t see a lot of gimmicks or catch phrases coming from Jason Sterling.
“What You Know About That” by T.I. plays.
Gordon Gould: From Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 218 lbs., Matt Bradley!
Bradley comes out to the ring wearing a black hoodie and black trunks. He has the hood over his head and he looks at the floor, hopping up and down at certain points and throwing warm-up punches.
James Eastwood: Like Cyrin, Matt Bradley has really kept to himself the whole day, but he hasn’t creeped anybody out. Look how focused he seems to be.
“Working Class Heroes” by Evil Conduct plays.
Gordon Gould: And from Flint, Michigan, weighing in at 262 lbs., “Union Made” Sean Axelrod!
Axelrod walks down to the ring wearing a sleeveless undershirt and blue jeans.
Troy Miller: “Union Made?” “UNION MADE?!?!?!”
James Eastwood: Whoa! What the hell is wrong with you?
Troy Miller: You don’t understand, James. Sean Axelrod is a union guy. Do you know what unions do?!
James Eastwood: Um, fight for better pay and better working conditions?
Troy Miller: That’s what they want you to think. Unions want to turn this country into the next Soviet Union!
James Eastwood: That’s a little bit of an exaggeration, don’t you think?
Troy Miller: You don’t know, Eastwood. You don’t know the trouble unions have caused the Miller Family conglomerate. I remember when the workers in one of the steel mills we own went on strike. My dad had to cut costs and wasn’t able to buy me a new yacht when I turned 18.
James Eastwood: A new yacht? How many did you own before that?
Troy Miller: Like three.
James Eastwood: Okay then.
The two teams confer in their corners. Matt Bradley is lobbying hard in the face corner to start the match. The other three agree and head out to the apron. On the heel side, Cyrin doesn’t even bother to talk to his teammates. He just goes right to the apron. The other three talk and it’s decided that Swenson will begin the match.
James Eastwood: You know, the advantage of having a match like this is that while these guys partner up with each other, they can also scout each other to prepare for the tournament.
Troy Miller: I wouldn’t need any scouting if I were in this match. I’d hire scouts to do that for me.
James Eastwood: But alas, you can’t.
Swenson and Bradley lock up in a collar and elbow tie up. Swenson gets Bradley into the corner. The ref counts to four before Swenson lets go and slaps both hands on Bradley’s chest. Swenson holds his arms out in a pose and smiles as he backs away from Bradley. The meet in the middle of the ring and lock up again. This time, Bradley gets Swenson in the corner and smacks his hands on Swenson’s chest. He mocks Swenson’s pose. They go for another collar and elbow tie up but Swenson grabs a standing waist lock. Swenson lifts Bradley up and slams him to the mat. He mounts Bradley and smacks him in the make of the head a couple of times. He gets up and poses for the crowd, who boo. He turns around only for Bradley to grab him and toss him with a belly-to-belly overhead suplex.
James Eastwood: Nice suplex by Bradley!
Swenson holds his back in pain as he gets up. Bradley gives him a roundhouse kick. Swenson stumbles into the corner, where he’s met with a right hand by each of Bradley’s partners. Sterling chickenwings Swenson’s arms, allowing Bradley to give him a knife edge chop. Sterling is tagged in.
James Eastwood: Let’s see what Sterling’s got.
Sterling sends Swenson off the ropes and hits him with a back elbow. He covers.
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Swenson kicks out. Sterling gets him into the corner and chops him. He Irish whips him into the opposite corner and hits a running corner clothesline. He wrings Swenson’s arm and climbs to the top rope. He does a rope walk while still holding the arm, jumps off, and arm drags Swenson right across the ring to the applause of the fans.
James Eastwood: What balance and agility!
Troy Miller: Who cares? I would have countered that.
James Eastwood: Sour grapes, Troy?
Troy Miller: No, I ate before the show.
Swenson holds out his hand but is nowhere near his corner. Sterling wrings Swenson’s arm again and tags in Axelrod. Axelrod gets on the second rope and double axe handles Swenson’s arm. Swenson holds his arm in pain. Axelrod sends him off the ropes and bends down. Swenson goes to kick him but Axelrod catches the foot, spins Swenson around, and gives him an inverted atomic drop. Swenson bounces and hits his face on the top turnbuckle. He stumbles out of the corner and gets back body dropped. Swenson is yelling in pain and holds his back. Axelrod grabs his feet and drags him over to his corner. He tags in Van Bomb. Van Bomb enters with a slingshot senton while Axelrod hits headbutt to Swenson’s lower abdomen.
Troy Miller: That headbutt looked a little too close to the groin. See, unions always try to cheat!
Van Bomb sends Axelrod off the ropes and hits a running dropkick. He gets him into the corner and hits a hits a few right hands. He whips Swenson into the opposite corner and charges at him but Swenson moves out of the way, causing Van Bomb to hit the top turnbuckle chest first. Swenson quickly crawls to his corner and tags in Ortiz.
James Eastwood: Oh boy. I would not want to be Alex Van Bomb right now.
Troy Miller: Would anyone want to be Alex Van Bomb at any time?
Ortiz runs over to Van Bomb, gets him into the corner, and throws a succession of shoulders into his gut. Van Bomb falls to his knees but Ortiz gets him up and starts choking him on the top rope. The ref counts to four before Ortiz relents and throws Van Bomb back first onto the mat. The ref tries to admonish him but Ortiz ignores the ref, comes off the ropes, and hits a splash. He covers.
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Van Bomb kicks out. Ortiz drags him over to his team’s corner where he chokes him. The ref counts to four again. Ortiz lets go and the ref begins yelling at him. With the ref’s back turned, Barry Ray and Cyrin hold Van Bomb in the corner as Swenson comes in and starts taking shots to Van Bomb’s abdomen. Van Bomb’s partners get into the ring to try and stop it but the ref blocks them. They begin arguing with the ref, allowing Ortiz to join in on the attack. The ref gets in the faces back out to the apron and turns around to see the underhanded tactics of the heels. He orders Swenson out of the ring. Ortiz tags in Cyrin.
Troy Miller: Here comes Mr. Social.
Cyrin slowly gets in the ring. He stares at Van Bomb a second before slapping him in the head a few times. Van Bomb pushes him away but Cyrin answers back with a boot to the face. Van Bomb collapses out of the corner and to the mat. Cyrin drapes Van Bomb over the second rope, reaches over the top rope, and begins pulling at Van Bomb’s face. Van Bomb yells in pain as the ref counts to four. Cyrin lets go. He sends Van Bomb off the ropes and hits him with a clothesline. Then, he circles his supline opponent with the Garvin stomp. He drags Van Bomb by his hair to his corner and tags in Barry Ray.
Papa Ray Roberts: Alright, Barry Ray! Don’t embarrass me, now!
Barry Ray enthusiastically gets in the ring and starts hitting double axe handles to the back of Van Bomb.
Papa Ray Roberts: That’s right, Barry! Get ‘im!
Barry Ray turns around and looks at his father.
Barry Ray Roberts: How’m I doin’, Daddy?!
Papa Ray Roberts: Don’t talk to ME, you idiot! Get on ‘im!
Barry Ray gets Van Bomb on his feet and sends him off the ropes. He bends down and Van Bomb attempts a sunset pin. Barry Ray goes to punch Van Bomb but Van Bomb moves, causing Barry Ray to punch the mat. He holds his fist in pain and turns around to see Van Bomb back on his feet. He charges Van Bomb, but Van Bomb quickly backs up and pulls the top rope down, causing Van Bomb to fall to the outside. Papa Ray runs over to him and tries to help him up.
Papa Ray Roberts: Damn it, Barry Ray! Get up!
Axelrod gets in the ring and runs across the ring. Van Bomb runs off the ropes towards Axelrod. Axelrod pops him up in the air and to the outside, where Van Bomb lands on the the Roberts with a flying seated senton.
James Eastwood: Whoa! Air time!
The heels get off the apron and start ganging up on Van Bomb. Axelrod rolls outside and comes to his aid, trading fists with the heels. The numbers are too great. Out of nowhere, Sterling and Bradley come to their partners aid with a double suicide dive. All the competitors and Papa Ray are spilled out on the floor. The fans applaud the action.
James Eastwood: I think some of these men are making a good impression on the fans.
Van Bomb grabs Barry Ray and rolls him back into the ring. Van Bomb climbs to the top rope but Ortiz gets on the apron and pushes Van Bomb off. Van Bomb falls to the mat. Barry Ray capitalizes by driving some knees down into Van Bomb’s chest. He presses the final knee down on Van Bomb’s chest until the ref counts to four. He sends Van Bomb off the ropes and sends him down again with a body avalanche. He tags in Ortiz.
Ortiz lifts Van Bomb and sends him to the mat with a powerslam. He covers.
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Van Bomb kicks out.
Mark Ortiz: That wasn’t smart, boy!
Ortiz gets Van Bomb in a fireman’s carry. He climbs to the second rope, presses Van Bomb above his head, and sends him down gut first across his knee, which gets some “ooos” and “aaaas” from the fans. Ortiz covers.
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Van Bomb kicks out again. He gets Van Bomb in the corner and starts throwing body shot at him. Van Bomb falls to his knee and reaches his hand to his corner. Ortiz just laughs and pulls him by his hair. He lifts him up onto his shoulder but Van Bomb grabs the top rope. He escapes Ortiz’s clutches and starts punching him with right hands. He whips Ortiz towards the opposite corner but Ortiz reverses. The force of Van Bomb colliding with the turnbuckles forces him to stumble towards the center of the ring, where he’s met with a huge spear!
Crowd: Ooooo!
Ortiz looks at the crowd.
Mark Ortiz: That’s right!
Troy Miller: I think he knocked Van Bomb out of his boots!
He covers.
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Bradley gets in the ring and breaks up the pin to the cheer of the crowd. Ortiz runs over to the face corner but the ref gets in his way. Ortiz yells at Bradley but Bradley just gives him the finger to more cheers.
Troy Miller: That wasn’t very sportsmanlike!
James Eastwood: I agree, but the fans liked it.
Ortiz turns back to Van Bomb. Van Bomb headbutts Ortiz in the gut twice and tries to get to his corner, but Ortiz grabs him in a chinlock and pulls him to the heel corner. He tags in Cyrin. Ortiz continues to hold Van Bomb, allowing Cyrin to punch him in the ribs. Cyrin sends Van Bomb with a snap suplex followed by a standing leg drop. He covers.
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Van Bomb kicks out. Cyrin tags in Swenson. Swenson slams Van Bomb with a gutwrench suplex. He comes off the ropes and hits a pointed elbow drop. He covers.
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Van Bomb kicks out. Swenson grabs his head and slowly attempts a delayed hangman’s neckbreaker, but out of nowhere, Van Bomb reverses it and hits a DDT! The crowd cheers. The ref starts a double 10 count.
The heels and faces both start calling for their partners to tag them. Van Bomb and Swenson start crawling towards their corners.
Simultaneously, Swenson tags in Barry Ray and Van Bomb tags in Sterling. Sterling comes in like a house of fire, taking out Roberts. Ortiz and Cyrin run in, too, and Sterling backs them off with right hands. Barry Ray grabs Sterling from behind and attempts a belly to back suplex, but Sterling lands on his feet and takes a few steps back. When Barry Ray turns around, Sterling clotheslines him while Bradley and Axelrod enter the ring, clotheslining Cyrin and Ortiz respectively. They throw Cyrin and Ortiz out of the ring.They follow them out and start brawling on the outside. Sterling starts chopping Barry Ray into the corner. He Irish whips him towards the opposite corner but Barry Ray reverses it. Instead of crashing into the turnbuckles, Sterling jumps onto the second rope. Barry Ray charges but Sterling jumps off the rope and hits a twisting tornado DDT. Sterling points his finger in the air and starts climbing the turnbuckle. Papa Ray starts slapping the mat.
Papa Ray Roberts: Get up, Barry Ray, get up!
Sterling gets to the top turnbuckle, but before the can do anything, Swenson sweeps his feet, causing Sterling to get crotched. Papa Ray pulls Barry Ray out of the ring. The ref admonishes Papa Ray. Swenson starts climbing the turnbuckles to attempt a superplex, but Van Bomb pulls Swenson off the top rope. Van Bomb springboards off the top rope and hits a 540° corkscrew senton.
Crowd: Ooooo!
James Eastwood: He calls that the VAN BOMBINATOR!
Van Bomb gets up and is speared again by Ortiz.
Crowd: Ooooo!
Ortiz sends Van Bomb off the ropes and hits him with a 720 °spinning sitout side slam.
Crowd: Ooooo!
James Eastwood: VULGAR DISPLAY OF POWER!
Ortiz gets up but his knocked down with a running lariat from Axelrod.
James Eastwood: THE PICKET LINE!
Troy Miller: Really? That’s the name of his move? Cute.
Cyrin runs in and hits Axelrod with a lifting double underhook spike DDT.
James Eastwood: THE ALARM!
Bradley runs in at hits a bicycle knee strike to Cyrin’s face. Barry Ray runs back into the ring and grabs Bradley in a full nelson. Bradley falls to his knees and flips Barry Ray over his head. Both men get up. Bradley kicks Barry Ray in the gut and executes a double underhook powerbomb lungblower.
Crowd: Ooooo!
James Eastwood: OUT OF BREATH!
Bradley covers but the ref refuses to count the pin.
James Eastwood: Bradley isn’t the legal man!
Bradley gets up and starts arguing with the referee. Out of nowhere, Sterling comes off the top rope.
James Eastwood: FROG SPLASH ONTO BARRY RAY!
The sudden move actually startles Bradley and the ref. Sterling covers Barry Ray.
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The ref calls for the bell. “The Truth” plays. The crowd cheers. Bradley looks disappointed even though his team won.
Troy Miller: I think Bradley really wanted to make that pinfall.
James Eastwood: Well, whatever the case may be, his team won in a great eight-man tag. I think we’re going to see some great things in this Next Dimension tournament.
The faces all meet in the ring. They join hands and raise them in victory. As soon as it’s over, Bradley exits the ring and heads up the ramp while the other three shake hands. The heels are all laid out on the outside looking downcast and frustrated. Papa Ray is yelling at Barry Ray.
Papa Ray Roberts: How can you let him pin you like that, Barry Ray? You’re not supposed to be a loser! You’re supposed to be a winner! How can you win if you lose?! You let your team down! You let me down! I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life! How do you lose your first match?! C’mon, boy, get up! I said…
James Eastwood: Yikes. How would you like to have a dad like that?
Troy Miller: Unless he made more money than my father, I wouldn’t like it.
The graphic for the main event appears.
James Eastwood: Well, this is it, ladies and gentlemen. The moment we’ve all been waiting for: the finals of the Sixth Dimension Tournament. Six men fought and clawed their way through seven weeks of matches, and in the end, Headmaster Bernard Core and Cliff of Doom were the men with the two best records. Now, they will fight to decide who is the Sixth Dimension Champion and the greatest creation of The Handler. Let’s take a look and see how we got to this point.
A video package plays. First it shows highlights from the tournament and then shows the personal conflict that arose between Core and Cliff as the tournament played out. It also shows clips from the face to face meeting that Core and Cliff had at the Best of the Best pep rally. The last shot is a split screen showing the last shot of each man from episode 7, with Cliff doing the championship belt pose while standing on the second turnbuckle and Core staring up at him from the top of the aisle.
The cut to a shot of the arena. The cameras scan the crowd as they away the final match.
James Eastwood: The time for talking is done. Let’s go to the ring and Gordon Gould, who will introduce the ultimate match in the Sixth Dimension Tournament.
We cut to a shot of Gordon Gould in the ring.
Gordon Gould: Ladies and gentlemen, presenting the Sixth Dimension Championship, please welcome the creator and owner of The Sixth Dimension, The Handler!
“Show Me How to Live (T-Ray Remix)” by Audioslave plays. Out walks The Handler in his hoodie and jeans carrying the Sixth Dimension Championship to the ring. It’s got a gold face with a big, purple 6D in the middle. The strap is also purple with six gold plates adorning it. There is a face engraved on each plate. They are the faces of each of the six participants in the tournament. The Handler stands in the middle of the ring and holds the title in the air for all to see. The camera gets a close up of the belt.
James Eastwood: What a beauty she is.
Troy Miller: It’ll look good around the Headmaster’s waist.
James Eastwood: OR Cliff of Doom’s.
Troy Miller: Yeah, sure. Whatever you say, Eastwood.
“Wing Fortress Zone” by Masato Nakamura plays. The crowd immediately start to boo. Bernard Core comes out at the top of his ramp in a resplendent robe made especially for this occasion. It’s black with silver sequins and the emblem of the Core Institute on the back of it. Wolf is not with him. Core does not look at the crowd with disdain, but rather smugly, very confident that he’ll win tonight. He steps into the ring and poses for the crowd to their contempt.
Troy Miller: There he is, our first champion!
The house lights go down. The fingerpicking intro for “No Leaf Clover” by Metallica plays. Camera flashes are going off. When the heavy part of the song kicks in, a spotlight shines on Cliff at the top of his ramp and he yells into the air with his arms out. He marches down to the ring, enters it, and stands on the second rope, yelling again.
James Eastwood: Cliff of Doom said that he doesn’t give up, and I believe it. Core is going to have to knock Cliff out cold if he wants to walk away as the champion.
Troy Miller: Easily said and done.
The music stops. Both men are standing in their corners. Gordon Gould stands in the middle of the ring flanked by The Handler and the ref. The bell rings.
Gordon Gould: This contest is scheduled for one fall. It is the finals of the Sixth Dimension Tournament and it will decide the FIRST EVER Sixth Dimension Champion!
The crowd cheers.
Gordon Gould: There is no time limit. The referee for this contest is Tony Norman.
Norman waves to the crowd.
Gordon Gould: Introducing first, to my left...
The crowd boos.
Gordon Gould: Representing The Core Institute, from Albany, NY, weighing in tonight at 225 lbs., Headmaster Bernard Core!
Core stands in the middle of the ring and poses with his arms out in the air, like a despot acknowledging his subjects.
Gordon Gould: And to my right, his opponent…
The crowd cheers.
Gordon Gould: From Selden, NY, weighing in at 212 lbs., Cliff-of-Doooom!
Cliff poses in the middle of the ring and yells to the crowd to get them pumped up. The camera picks up his words.
Cliff of Doom: Are you ready?! Are you ready?!
The Handler hands the belt to the ref and leaves the ring to take a seat at ringside. The ref shows the belt to each competitor. They both touch the belt. The ref holds the belt in the air for the fans to see and then gives it to the ring attendant.
James Eastwood: It doesn’t get any bigger than this.
The ref calls for the bell to start the match. Core and Cliff meet in the center of ring. Core starts mouthing off to Cliff. Suddenly, he smacks him across the face. Cliff grows angry. He looks back at Core and quickly takes him down. The crowd cheers. Cliff starts raining lefts and rights on Core, who’s trying to cover up.
James Eastwood: That was a big mistake by the Headmaster and he’s paying for it!
Core is able to escape. He tries to get up but Cliff tackles him back down and punches him some more.
Troy Miller: What is this?! Get in there, ref! This ain’t MMA!
Core escapes again and makes it to the ropes. The ref tells Cliff to back off. Core crawls onto the apron. Cliff runs across the ring and kicks Core off the apron with a baseball slide. Core falls to the floor. Cliff follows him out and immediately rolls him back into the ring.
James Eastwood: He’s not going to give Bernard Core any rest time in this one!
Cliff sends Core off the ropes. Core reverses. Cliff ducks a clothesline, comes off the opposite ropes, and hits a running single leg front dropkick. He follows it up with a double stomp/senton splash combo to Core’s back. Cliff covers.
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Core kicks out. Cliff brings Core over to the corner and slams his face into the top turnbuckle 10 times, the crowd counting along with each slam. He chops Core in the chest three times before whipping him into the opposite corner. Cliff charges Core, hits a corner crossbody, and ends up on the apron. He climbs to the top rope and hits a blockbuster, driving Core’s face into the mat. Core rolls to the ropes. Cliff tries to pull him away but Core holds on to the bottom rope. Cliff finally grabs both feet and pulls as hard as he can, causing Core to lose his grip, fly a few feet of the mat, and fall on his back. Cliff attempts the No Leaf Clover. He has Core turned halfway but Core turns the other way, causing Cliff to somersault down to the mat.
James Eastwood: He almost had it locked on.
Troy Miller: Almost doesn’t count.
Core capitalizes by sending Cliff off the ropes, but instead of Cliff bouncing off the opposite ropes, Cliff jumps over the top rope and lands on the apron. Core runs at him but Cliff hits him with a step-up enzuigiri. Core is stunned by the shot. Cliff pulls him between the top and middle rope and crashes down on him with a springboard legdrop. The force sends Core spilling out to the floor.
James Eastwood: Cliff is completely dominating this match!
Cliff steps into the center of the ring. The fans start to clap as they prepare for Cliff to take to the air. Cliff runs to the ropes and sprints across the ring.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Cliff leaps over the top rope.
James Eastwood: CLIFF DIVE!
He lands directly on a prone Bernard Core. He immediately gets up and heads back into the ring.
James Eastwood: Wait, he’s not done.
He waits for Core to get to his feet and runs again.
James Eastwood: A SECOND CLIFF DIVE!
Cliff gets back in the ring.
James Eastwood: Don’t tell me....
Cliff goes for the hat trick.
James Eastwood: A THIRD CLIFF DIVE! Wait, is he going for the Grand Slam?!
Troy Miller: Isn’t there some kind of mercy rule here?!
Cliff goes for the fourth Cliff Dive, but this time Core moves out of the way. Cliff, however, lands on his feet. He sees Core looking at the fans and pointing to his head to signal that he’s smarter than Cliff. Cliff jumps up on the apron. When Core turns around, he’s met with a fourth Cliff Dive. He looks down at Core and mockingly points to his own head.
James Eastwood: Haha! Bernard Core’s spent all this time trying to make everybody feel stupid, and now Cliff is giving it back to him.
Cliff gets in the ring and signals that it’s time for the end. He gets Core to his feet and scoops him up for the Doomstone. Core escapes and pushes Cliff towards the ropes. Cliff ducks a clothesline and tries a handspring back elbow off the opposite ropes, but Core catches him and hits a German suplex.
Crowd: OOOOOOOO!
Troy Miller: That’s how you take control back!
Cliff holds his neck. Core gets him up and drives him down to the mat with a piledriver. He looks at the crowd with all the smarminess he can muster and runs his throat across his neck.
James Eastwood: He’s looking to end it right here!
Core lifts Cliff up in a fisherman suplex position.
James Eastwood: STANDARDIZATION!
The top of Cliff’s head collides with the mat. Core wipes his hands together and covers.
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Cliff kicks out to the delight of the fans. Core is pissed but he just nods his head.
Troy Miller: He knows what he has to do! He’s got plenty of moves in his arsenal!
Core grabs Cliff’s left leg. He looks at the crowd defiantly. He slowly drapes Cliff’s leg around his neck. He looks at the crowd one more time before turning Cliff over.
James Eastwood: HEADMASTER LOCK!!! He’s not wasting any time. He’s going for the kill right here!
Core puts his knee down on Cliff’s neck for added pain. The camera gets a shot of Tina McManus in the front row looking worried but cheering her man on.
Troy Miller: Do hospitals take reservations, because I think Mrs. McManus needs to make one for Cliff of Doom!
James Eastwood: Would you stop?!
Cliff yells out in pain. The fans start clapping to motivate him. Another shot of Tina, this time clapping. Cliff exclaims as he pushes himself up. Core can no longer keep the knee on the neck. Cliff slowly turns his body until he’s on his back. With his free leg, he starts kicking Core in the head, but Core drapes the left leg over his neck again and turns Cliff back over. However, Cliff quickly turns over on his back again and pushes Core away with his feet. Both men get to their feet. Core charges Cliff but Cliff dodges him and throws Core between the ropes and out to the floor.
James Eastwood: Cliff bought himself some time on that one. Hold on a sec. He’s not waiting for Core to get back in the ring!
Cliff heads out to the apron and tries to climb the turnbuckles, but his injured knee is causing him to take too long. Core gets to his feet and turns around. Cliff comes off the ropes and attempts a double axe handle. Core moves out of the way. Cliff lands on his feet but the impact of the landing hurts his knee. Core grabs Cliff from behind and Uniplexes him on the apron.
Crowd: Oooooo!
They show a replay of the Uniplex.
James Eastwood: God, that’s hard to watch.
Core gets in the ring while the ref starts a 10 count. Core stands on the other side of the ring, taking a breather against the ropes.
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Troy Miller: Can Core win the belt due to a countout?
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James Eastwood: Yes, in this match I believe so, but does he really want to become the first Sixth Dimension Champion that way?
Troy Miller: Um, YEAH.
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Cliff starts grabbing the ring apron.
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Troy Miller: Two more counts from the title!
James Eastwood: Come on, Cliff. Get up!
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Right before the count of 10, Cliff crawls back under the bottom rope. The crowd cheers.
James Eastwood: He’s still in this!
Core marches over to Cliff and sets him up for Standardization again and lifts, but Cliff turns it into a small package.
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Core kicks out. Both men get to their feet. Cliff goes for a clothesline. Core ducks and grabs Cliff from behind.
James Eastwood: UNIPLEX! BRIDGING PIN!
Troy Miller: This is what won it for Core last time!
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Cliff grabs the rope to break the pin but the ref doesn’t notice. The crowd is yelling to get the ref’s attention.
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James Eastwood: C’mon, ref! Look!
3- NO!
The ref saw the rope break at the last second and stops the count. The crowd loses its mind.
James Eastwood: We almost saw history repeat itself right there!
Troy Miller: Damn it!
Core still has Cliff in the pin when he finally realizes what happened. He shoots up to his feet and starts to argue with the ref. Meanwhile, Cliff makes it back to his feet. He runs across the ring, handsprings off the ropes, and jumps just high enough for his elbow to clear the ref’s head and hit Core.
Cliff gets Core to his feet and lifts him up.
James Eastwood: DOOMERANG!!!
Cliff’s knee connects with Core’s face. Core falls like a stack of bricks. Cliff takes a second to hold his knee and then hobbles over to Core for a cover. The crowd counts along.
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3- NO!
Core was able to grab the rope at the last second.
Troy Miller: Ha!
The crowd groans.
Cliff hits the mat in frustration and pulls Core away from the ropes. He attempts a second Doomerang but this time, Core catches Cliff’s leg and sends him down with a dragon screw leg whip. He tries for the Headmaster Lock again, but Cliff speedily gets to his stomach and rolls, causing Core to get draped over the middle rope. Cliff runs towards Core and hits a 619!
Cliff holds his knee. Core rolls away from the ropes, his hands holding his pained face. He ends up on his back and we see that the force of the 619 has caused his nose to bleed. The crowd can see the visual on the screen.
Crowd: Ooooooo!
James Eastwood: He may have a broken nose!
Troy Miller: Disqualify him! Disqualify him!
James Eastwood: What are you talking about?!
Cliff springboards off the ropes with a 450 onto Core! He covers.
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Core kicks out. Cliff sets up for a third Doomerang but Core blocks it and lifts Cliff up for a vertical suplex. Cliff flips forward and lands on his feet. He turns around to see Core charging him. He moves and Core hits the turnbuckle chest first. Cliff turns him around and chops his chest a few times. He tries to Irish whip Core, but Core reverses it and throws Cliff back into the same corner, where the ref now stands. Cliff collides with the ref and the ref crumbles to the mat.
James Eastwood: Oh no!
Core tries an Institutional Slam, but Cliff lands on his feet and scoops Core up.
James Eastwood: DOOMSTONE!
The crowd explodes. Cliff covers but the ref is knocked out and can’t make the count. Cliff slaps the mat three times. The crowd counts along but the ref doesn’t come to. Cliff looks at the ref and puts his arms up in the air in exasperation.
James Eastwood: He had it! He had the win!
Troy Miller: Too bad, so sad.
Cliff goes over to try and revive the ref. Core slowly gets up to feet. He seethes with hatred for his opponent. He walks over to Cliff and goes to attack him with a double axe handle, but Cliff notices at the last second and back elbows Core in the face. Core is stunned, which allows Cliff to kick him in his inner thigh. Core falls to one knee. Cliff takes a few steps back and goes for a superkick, but Core hits a low blow. Cliff grabs his groin and collapses to the floor like a Jenga tower.
James Eastwood: Blatant low blow by Core!
Troy Miller: How could it be blatant?! He can hardly see with his face all busted up! It was an accident.
James Eastwood: Bull--- You know what, I’ve got to compose myself here.
Core looks at the scene in the ring. He looks at the downed ref and then at Cliff, who’s still writhing in pain. He looks back at the ref and then back at Cliff. He crawls to the corner of the ring and signals for Gordon Gould to give him the microphone.
James Eastwood: What’s he doing?
Sitting in the corner, Core puts the mic up to his mouth and looks towards his entrance.
Bernard Core: Wolf!
Crowd: BOOOOOO!
Bernard Core: Wolf, please! I need you! I’m sorry about what I said! I need you!
Wolf does not appear.
Bernard Core: WOLF, PLEASE!!!
He’s on the verge of tears.
James Eastwood: This is the man you want as champion, Troy?!
Dean Wolf finally appears at the top of Core’s aisle. The crowd boos. You can see Wolf mouthing the word “What?”
Bernard Core: Wolf, please, help me! If not for me, do it for The Core Institute. Do it for our students! Do it for the educational system! Do it for America! I don’t care what you do it for, just please, help me!
Wolf looks irritated. He takes a second to think. He rolls his eyes and starts walking down to the ring. The crowd boos some more.
James Eastwood: Damn it! How does Core persuade Wolf to do this stuff for him!
Troy Miller: It’s one of his many gifts.
When Wolf makes it down to ringside, Core shouts instructions at him. He motions for him to grab a chair from one of the ring attendants. Wolf walks towards their area and they all scramble out of the way. He grabs a chair, folds it, and enters the ring. Core orders Wolf to slam the chair down onto Cliff of Doom. Wolf walks across the ring and stops right in front of Cliff, who’s on his knees but still in pain.
James Eastwood: Don’t do it, Wolf! Don’t do it! You’ll never be able to escape Bernard Core if you do!
Troy Miller: What’s wrong with that?
Crowd: NO! NO! NO! NO!
Tina McManus is tearing up in the front row.
Wolf lifts the chair over his head. Some in the crowd gasp. Others are yelling to try and stop him. Core is smiling in the corner. Cliff looks up at Wolf defiantly, defenseless at this moment. Wolf looks right into his eyes. The staredown is intense. The camera can pick up Core yelling in the corner.
Bernard Core: Do it. DO IT!
The camera gets one more shot each of Cliff and Wolf’s faces. Finally, Wolf looks over at Core.
Bernard Core: What are you doing?
Wolf brings the chair down to his side and walks into the middle of the ring. He stares at Core...and drops the chair. The crowd cheers.
Wolf gets out of the ring and walks up Cliff’s aisle. Core has a wide-eyed look on his face. He gets to his feet and stumbles across the ring.
Bernard Core: Wolf! Wolf! Please! Wolf, I beg you!
The ref comes to as Core gets on his knees and folds his hands. Wolf gets to the top of the ramp and looks back at the ring to see Core pleading with him. Wolf just stands there motionless.. When Core realizes Wolf is not coming back, he hurriedly turns around to grab the chair. He reaches out for it but Cliff stomps his foot down on it. Core slowly looks up to see Cliff towering over him with a pissed off look on his face. Cliff slides the chair out of the ring with his foot.
Core slowly gets to his feet and now tries to reason with Cliff, backing away as Cliff steps foward.
Bernard Core: You know what? Wolf’s out! I don’t need him! You and me, we can run The Core Institute together! I’ll make you co-Headmaster! How does that sound? How does that s----
Core charges at Cliff, who fends him off with a superkick so devastating that Core flies back into the corner. Cliff lifts him up and crotches him on the top rope. He climbs to the top turnbuckle and gets Core to his feet. He wraps his left arm across Core’s body and flips backward, taking Core with him.
James Eastwood: CLIFFHANGER!!!
The fans are going mental. Cliff immediately gets to his feet and locks in his patented submission.
James Eastwood: NO LEAF CLOVER!
Troy Miller: No!!!
The crowd starts yelling for Core to tap. Cliff is yelling as he tightens his grip and sits back in the hold more and more.
Cliff of Doom: TAAAAP! TAAAAP!
James Eastwood: Core is nowhere near the ropes!
Core looks straight ahead towards Wolf and sees Wolf staring back at him. Core reaches his hand out.
James Eastwood: Is he reaching for the ropes or reaching for Wolf?!
Wolf stares for a few more seconds and then just turns around and heads back through the curtain.
The crowd gets even louder.
Core, realizing it’s all lost, buries his face in the mat and taps.
James Eastwood: IT’S OVER!!!
The ref calls for the bell. The crowd goes apeshit. Cliff falls to his knees. He smiles exhaustedly.
Gordon Gould: Ladies and gentlemen! The winner of this contest, and FIRST EVER SIXTH DIMENSION CHAMPION, CLIFF-OF-DOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
“No Leaf Clover” begins to play. The Handler enters the ring with the belt and hands it to Cliff, who buries his face in it for a few seconds. Then he kisses it. The Handler helps him up. They shake hands and hug. The Handler raises Cliff’s hand while Cliff raises the belt with his free hand.
James Eastwood: I said this at the beginning of the tournament and I’ll say it again now: Cliff of Doom is living proof that it’s never too late to try and achieve your dreams. He start wrestling at the age of 31, trying to balance that career and teaching full time. He was fired from teaching and force to work at CVS to make ends meet while living in his in-law’s basement. But he never lost faith and never gave up, and look where that perseverance brought him. He’s now the first ever champion of The Sixth Dimension!
Troy Miller: This feel good stuff is gonna make me sick. I can’t bear to watch it. I’m done. I have a private plane to Cape Cod to catch.
The sound of a headset hitting the broadcast table can be heard.
James Eastwood: Thank God. Now we can REALLY end on a good note.
Core crawls out of the ring and starts crawling up his aisle before he finally has the strength to try and limp up his ramp. He looks back at the celebration in the ring forlorn, disbelieving his misfortune. To make matters worse, some fans are pelting him with garbage.
Tina McManus enters the ring escorted by Sixth Dimension security. She gets in the ring and hugs and kisses Cliff. The cameras pick up his words to his wife.
Cliff of Doom: We did it, honey. We did it. Everything is gonna be better from here on out.
They kiss again. He climbs up on the second turnbuckle and poses for the fans with his belt raised in the air. He walks to the other corners to do the same thing. Pyro goes off and purple and orange confetti rain down from the ceiling.
James Eastwood: You couldn’t ask for a more satisfying ending to this tournament than this. Well, ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of me and everyone else who has worked to bring The Sixth Dimension to you, we’d like to thank you all for tuning in to Best of the Best. Season one is in the books, but we’ll be back for season two in the near future! I’m James Eastwood saying goodnight from The Sixth Dimension!
The last shot we see is Cliff of Doom standing on his ramp with his left arm around Tina and his title draped on his right shoulder. They wave to the fans and walk up the ramp. When they got to the top, the raise their hands in the air one last time in victory before sharing a kiss and walking back through the curtain.
The show fades to black.
Voiceover: And now, The Sixth Dimension presents...Best of the Best.
The title card goes up as “Everything Ends” by Slipknot plays.
We get a shot of the Sixth Dimension. There are two ramps leading to the six sided ring. At the type of one ramps is a large banner displaying the face of Bernard Core. At the end of the other ramp is a banner displaying the face of Cliff of Doom. Pyro goes off at the top of both ramps. The fans are cheering and holding up signs.
James Eastwood: It’s been over two months since the Sixth Dimension Tournament began, and tonight, we conclude it and find out just who is the greatest of The Handler’s creations!
We cut to James Eastwood and Troy Miller at the broadcast table.
James Eastwood: Good evening, everyone! I’m James Eastwood and next to me is my interim broadcast partner, Troy Miller!
Troy Miller: You’re just going to use that word “interim” every time you introduce me, aren’t you?
James Eastwood: You’re damn right I am, but let’s talk about tonight’s card. We’ve got four matches, the most important one being the main event to crown the first ever Sixth Dimension Championship as Headmaster Bernard Core takes on Cliff of Doom, and I for one am hoping that Cliff of Doom represents this promotion as its first champion!
Troy Miller: Of course, you do. If you were well off like me, you would be able to recognize the greatness that is Headmaster Bernard Core, but you’re just a middle class average Joe like Cliff of Doom and the rest of these people. You’re jealousy for Bernard Core’s success makes you biased.
James Eastwood: And you wonder why I say “interim.” We’ve also got an eight man tag tonight featuring the men that will be in the Next Dimension tournament at the start of season two of the Sixth Dimension.
Troy Miller: Another tournament that The Handler has failed to invite me to compete in.
James Eastwood: Do you want to wrestle or commentate?
Troy Miller: I can do both better than anybody else.
James Eastwood: The jury’s still out on the commentating.
Troy Miller: Jury? Ha! The Miller’s have bought more juries than you can count.
Eastwood rolls his eyes.
James Eastwood: We’ll also see two legends from The Handler’s childhood promotion, AAW, compete when Dino Kidd faces Henry Keith.
Troy Miller: I think after 20 long years, Keith is finally going to get his revenge on Dino Kidd tonight.
James Eastwood: All that action will take place tonight, but right now, let’s go to our first match and Gordon Gould with the introductions.
We get a shot of Gordon Gould in the ring. The bell rings. The “Jeopardy” theme song from the 1980s plays.
Gordon Gould: Our opening contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Wheeling, West Virginia, weighing in at 233 lbs., Red Trunks!
Red Trunks, a flabby jobber with a blonde mullet, white jacket, and, you guessed it, Red Trunks, runs down Cliff of Doom’s ramp to the ring.
James Eastwood: I give Red Trunks a lot of credit for competing in this sport for over 30 years, but for someone at his advanced age who has never won a match, I really don’t think it was a good idea to agree to a match against The Killenial.
Troy Miller: He’s from West Virginia. You expect him to make wise decisions?
James Eastwood: I expect him to get pummeled, unfortunately.
Red Trunks gives his jacket to the ring attendant and does calisthenics in his corner.
“NOW IS THE TIME FOR ME TO RISE TO MY FEET! WIPE YOUR SPIT FROM MY FACE! WIPE THESE TEARS FROM MY EYES!”
“I Will Be Heard” by Hatebreed plays. Massive boos fill the arena. The Killenial steps out onto the stage, an imposing sight.
Gordon Gould: His opponent, from Centereach, NY, weighing in at 385 lbs., The Killenial!
James Eastwood: At the start of the Sixth Dimension Tournament, The Killenial was a 150 pounder named Caleb Ronan who struck fear into no one. Now, he’s the most terrifying figure in The Sixth Dimension.
Troy Miller: And it’s all because of that disgusting act Biff Mustache pulled with The Killenial’s iPhone. If he’d never put his hands on it, Caleb Ronan wouldn’t have transformed into this monster we see before us.
James Eastwood: Maybe not, but what he did to Biff and Alamo Franklin was criminal!
Troy Miller: Well, if there ever comes a day where he’s charged with a crime, he can use the attorney that the Millers have on retainer.
James Eastwood: Good God.
The Killenial steps up onto the apron and over the top rope. He stares straight at Red Trunks. The music stops.
The referee calls for the bell. Red Trunks runs right at The Killenial, who gets his boot up and knocks Red Trunks out.
Crowd: Ooooo!
Troy Miller: See? Not smart.
The Killenial pulls Red Trunks up by his hair. He pulls his head back and pounds his fist into Trunks’ sternum. Trunks falls to the mat and coughs.
James Eastwood: That fist must feel like a sledgehammer!
The Killenial whips Trunks into the corner and follows it up with a huge corner splash. Trunks stumble forward and falls on his face. The Killenial yells at the crowd.
The Killenial: THAT’S SOCIAL JUSTICE!
Crowd: BOOOOO!
The Killenial sets Red Trunks up. He lifts him and drives him into the mat with a powerbomb. However, he continues to hold on to Trunks. He lifts him again and hits a second powerbomb. He lifts him up for a third time, and walks around the ring with the jobber on his shoulders.
James Eastwood: Oh God, not another one! Red Trunks is out!
The Killenial stops, throws Trunks up in the air, and sends him down with one more powerbomb.
Crowd: Ooooooo!
James Eastwood: I still can’t believe this man’s strength!
Troy Miller: Believe, Eastwood. It’s real!
The Killenial: IT’S OVER!
Crowd: BOOOOO!
The Killenial climbs up to the top rope.
James Eastwood: What is he going for here?
The massive man jumps off the top rope and takes to the air.
James Eastwood: PHOENIX SPLASH!!!
The Killenial comes down hard on Red Trunks. He stands up and slams is foot on Trunks’ sternum for the pin. The ref counts.
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The ref calls for the bell. “I Will Be Heard” plays.
Gordon Gould: The winner of this contest, The Killenial!
The ref tries to raise The Killenial’s hand, but he pulls it away and raises both arms in the air.
James Eastwood: We knew when Caleb Ronan transformed into this man, he gained a ton of new power, but he’s retained the agility that he had when he was a welterweight. This man is just….he’s just the most dangerous man in The Sixth Dimension. He’s like a walking weapon of mass destruction!
Troy Miller: And nobody’s going to be able to dismantle him.
While The Killenail poses for the crowd, the ref checks on Red Trunks and signals for medical help. EMTs come down to ringside with a stretcher. They check on Red Trunks. The Killenial turns around and sees the scene unfolding across the ring. He marches over and pulls the EMTs out of the way. They wisely get out of the ring. The music stops. The Killenial gets both hands around Trunks’ throat. He lifts him up and slams him down to the canvas with a chokeslam.
James Eastwood: Come on, it’s over! Don’t do this again!
The Killenial brings Trunks to the apron. He lifts him in an inverted powerslam position, jumps off the apron, and sends him crashing onto the stretch with a Dominator. The crowd shrieks in horror.
James Eastwood: Red Trunks doesn’t deserve this! He didn’t even offend The Killenial! He’s just doing this because he can! Is this the kind of justice he preaches, attacking a man while he’s down?!
Troy Miller: This is how you show power, Eastwood. You make an example out of people so nobody messes with you. Take some notes.
James Eastwood: I’ll pass! Oh, look, Sixth Dimension security. Glad you could make it, guys!
Security cautiously walks past The Killenial, who just stares at them intimidatingly. They and the EMTs help get Trunks onto the stretcher and we’ll him up the ramp opposite The Killenial. The Killenial just smiles at the carnage he’s caused and walks back up the ramp to a chorus of boos.
We cut to a shot of Eastwood and Miller. Eastwood shakes his head while Miller is elated.
Troy Miller: Man, what a great way to kick off this show!
Eastwood stares at him in flabbergasted.
James Eastwood: I’d like to kick YOU off this show.
Troy Miller: Well, when you pay my salary, you can, but you’ll never have enough money to do that.
Eastwood turns away in disgust and stares into the camera.
James Eastwood: Let’s go to Sylvia Evergreen who’s with The Handler.
We cut to Sylvia Evergreen, who’s with The Handler in the backstage interview area.
Sylvia Evergreen: Thanks, James. Handler, this is a big night for you and I know you're very busy but I appreciate you speaking with me.
The Handler: Well, it is a big night. This event is a dream come true for me and I can’t wait to see who is going to be the first ever Sixth Dimension Champion.
Sylvia Evergreen: That being said, I wonder if I could ask you about Ded Memry?
The Handler stiffens.
The Handler: What about him?
Sylvia Evergreen: Well, have you heard from him? Do you know his whereabouts?
The Handler: No, he hasn’t contacted me and I don’t know where he is. Why would I?
Sylvia Evergreen: It’s just that you seemed very concerned when he ran off during the last episode of The Sixth Dimension.
The Handler: Well, I was, but I offered Ded help and he didn’t accept it. I can’t worry about the past right now, especially with The Sixth Dimension’s future being so bright.
Sylvia Evergreen: Just one more question, Handler. Ded’s biggest goal, besides becoming Sixth Dimension Champion, was to take off his mask and find out his true identity. As the creator of Ded Memry and all the wrestlers in the tournament, do you know Ded’s true identity?
The Handler becomes irked.
The Handler: No. Why would I know that? I only had him wrestling in the WCF for a week before I cut his career short. I never got that far in giving him an identity beyond the mask. Now, do you have any more questions because I have a show to run.
Sylvia is startled by his abruptness.
Sylvia Evergreen: Oh, um, no. Thank you, Handler.
He walks away.
Sylvia Evergreen: Back to you, James.
He cut to a graphic showing the combatants for the next contest.
James Eastwood: Well, coming up next, folks, is the AAW Legends Grudge Match between Dino Kidd and Henry Keith. Let’s look back at this feud that started 20 years ago.
The same video package from the Best of the Best Pep Rally plays detailing the feud. After that, we cut back to the arena. The bell rings.
Gordon Gould: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is the AAW Legends Grudge Match.
“God Save the Queen” plays. The crowd boos.
Gordon Gould: Introducing first, from the United Kingdom, weighing in at 255 lbs., Henry Keith!
Keith comes out from Core’s side in light blue tights and white boots. He stands at the top of the ramp waving the British flag in the air as the British national anthem plays.
James Eastwood: You know, I don’t agree with fans booing during another country’s national anthem, but if Henry Keith hadn’t have tried to take over All-American Wrestling 20 years ago in the name of the United Kingdom, these fans probably wouldn’t be so hostile.
Troy Miller: I respect a man who tries to take over another company. My family’s been practicing corporate takeovers for years.
James Eastwood: Be that as it may, he failed in his attempt when Dino Kidd and The American Revolution stopped him. Now, he’s trying to get some retribution.
Keith steps into the middle of the ring, plants the flag into the middle of the mat, put his hand over his heart, and completes his singing of the British national anthem. The music stops. The boos of the crowd become even more apparent.
“Metropolis Zone” by Masato Nakamura plays. The crowd cheers.
Gordon Gould: His opponent, from Hoboken, New Jersey, weighing in at 212 lbs., Dino Kidd!
Kidd comes out from Cliff of Doom’s side in an American flag singlet. He hops up and down at the top of the aisle and then sprints down to the ring.
James Eastwood: I think Kidd is ready to renew this rivalry!
Kidd slides into the ring and shoot to his feet. Keith swings the flag at him, but he ducks. Keith turns around and eats a spinning heel kick. Keith falls and drops the flag. The ref calls for the bell to start the match and removes the flag from the ring.
Keith gets to his feet and is met with knife edge chops by Kidd. Kidd sends him off the ropes and leapfrogs over him. Keith comes off the opposite ropes and is monkey flipped by Kidd’s legs. Keith gets up to his feet and stumbles back onto the ropes. Kidd hits a running dropkick and sends Keith out to the floor.
James Eastwood: Kidd with the early advantage here!
The ref starts a 10 count but Kidd breaks it by hitting a slingshot tope con hilo onto Keith.
James Eastwood: 20 years later, he hasn’t lost a step!
Kidd throws Keith back in the ring. He heads to the top rope and hits a front missile dropkick. He covers.
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Keith kicks out. Kidd brings Keith to the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. He hits some more knife edge chops and Irish whips Keith into the opposite corner. He charges and goes for a splash, but Keith moves out of the way, causing Kidd’s stomach to land hard into the top turnbuckle. He’s draped over the top rope. Keith lays some forearms into his back before pulling him violently off the ropes. The back of Kidd’s head hits the mat hard. Keith chokes Kidd and doesn’t relent until the ref gets to a count of four.
Troy Miller: That choke has 20 years of frustration behind it.
Keith lifts Kidd up and sends him down with a side slam. He covers.
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Kidd kicks out but Keith immediately traps him in a chinlock.
Crowd: USA! USA! USA! USA!
Kidd feeds off the crowd’s energy. He gets to his feet and sends some elbows into Keith’s gut. Keith releases the hold. Kidd goes to run towards the ropes, but Keith grabs his hair, pulls him back, and hits a belly to back suplex. He stands up at yells at the crowd.
Henry Keith: GOD SAVE THE QUEEN!
Crowd: BOOOOO!
Troy Miller: What do these people have against the Queen? She’s royalty! And, she’s delightful at dinner parties.
James Eastwood: Don’t tell me she’s invited your family to Windsor Castle.
Troy Miller: Of course not! We invited her.
James Eastwood: Oh, give me a break.
Keith scoops Kidd up and walks him around the ring to show off his strength. He finally decides on a spot in the corner and bodyslams Kidd. He climbs up to the second rope and executes a jumping legdrop. He covers.
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Kidd kicks out. Keith throws him out of the ring between the middle and top rope. He follows Kidd outside and throws him into the ring steps. The ref orders him to bring the match back in the ring but Keith ignores him. He scoops Kidd up and launches him shoulder first into the ring post. Kidd yells out in pain.
James Eastwood: Keith is such a strong man. Just look at the way he throws Kidd around the ring.
Troy Miller: That’s what happens when you have about 50 pounds on your opponent.
James Eastwood: And still, Keith has never been able to beat him.
Keith gets back in the ring and poses for the crowd.
Crowd: BOOOOO!
The ref starts a 10 count.
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Kidd gets onto the apron and tries to crawl back in through the ropes. Keith stomps on the injured shoulder, causing Kidd to fall back into the ring. Keith scoops him up, brings him to the center of the ring, and hits a shoulderbreaker. He then mounts Kidd and locks in an armbar. Kidd yells as the submission move pulls at his tendons. The ref asks Kidd if he wants to submit but Kidd refuses. The crowd begins clapping to motivate the American hero. Kidd starts to get to his feet while Keith begins shaking his head, disbelieving what’s happening. Kidd throws right hands Keith, which temporarily faze him, but Keith quickly lets go and hits a sudden lariat that almost takes Kidd’s head off. Keith covers.
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Kidd kicks out. Keith locks in a cross armbreaker this time. The ref asks Kidd if he wants to submit again, but Kidd still refuses. The crowd begins clapping again. Kidd gets to his feet and is able to stack Keith in a pin while the armbreaker is still applied. The ref counts.
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Keith lets go of the hold and pushes Kidd back into the corner with his feet. Keith charges at Kidd but Kidd moves out of the way. Kidd turns Keith around and stands over him on the second rope, completing a 10 punch spot, the crowd counting the entire time. He whips Keith into the opposite corner. Keith stumbles forward and Kidd hits a back body drop. He starts to get fired up. The crowd cheers. Kidd hits a succession of clotheslines. Keith gets up after the last one and goes for a clothesline, but Kidd ducks it and hits a roundhouse kick that sends Keith down. Kidd holds one finger in the air, signaling that he’s going to the top for his finisher.
James Eastwood: This could be it for Keith! If Kidd hits this move, he’ll have his third win over his archrival!
Keith starts to get to his feet while Kidd climbs the ropes. He looks behind him to make sure Keith is in position. When he’s ready, he takes to the air.
James Eastwood: CORKSCREW CROSSBODY!
However, Keith catches him and powerslams him into the mat.
Crowd: Oooooo!
Troy Miller: Spoke too soon!
Now, Keith signals that it’s time for HIM to end the match. He lifts Kidd up and crotches him on the top rope. Keith climbs to the top, gets Kidd to stand on the top turnbuckle, and lifts him up.
James Eastwood: SUPERPLEX!
The crowd pops at the display of strength, even if the move was happening to their hero. Keith covers.
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Kickout! The crowd is elated.
Keith can’t believe it. He looks down at Kidd.
Henry Keith: Why can’t you just LOSE?!
He argues with the ref before heading to the outside. He grabs the British flag and brings it into the ring. The ref blocks him and the two begin to argue. Suddenly somebody jumps the barricade and enters the ring.
James Eastwood: Hey, who the hell is this?
Troy Miller: That’s...that’s...that’s Nick Naylor from Eternal Wrestling Odyssey!
James Eastwood: Nick Naylor?! What the hell is he doing here?!
Naylor lifts a prone Kidd up and plants him into the mat with a package piledriver.
Troy Miller: NAYL GUN!
James Eastwood: Hey! Ref, turn around!
Naylor quickly dashes out of the ring. Keith drops his flag, gets the ref out of his way, and covers Kidd.
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The bell rings. “God Save the Queen” plays while the ref raises Keith’s hand.
Gordon Gould: The winner of this contest, Henry Keith!
The crowd boos the injustice.
Troy Miller: After 20 years, Henry Keith finally gets revenge on Dino Kidd in the name of the Queen!
James Eastwood: Yeah, but not without help from Nick Naylor! What is this all about?!
Keith picks up his flag and goes to the outside, where he and Naylor hug. They put their arms around each other’s necks. Keith holds up his flag while Naylor raises his arm in the air. They walk backwards up the aisle, laughing at Kidd the entire time. Some fans throw garbage at them. Kidd comes to and stares at the two men while he holds his neck in pain. He smacks the mat in anger but is too hurt to shoot up to his feet and go after his foes. The ref helps him up to his feet. The music stops and the crowd gives Dino Kidd a round of applause. He acknowledges but leaves the ring disappointed in his loss.
We cut to a shot of Bernard Core, who is warming up backstage. The crowd boos.
James Eastwood: There is Bernard Core, one half of tonight’s main event, warming up without Dean Wolf. I wonder if he’ll walk down to the ring alone tonight as well.
Troy Miller: What does that matter? Bernard Core doesn’t need Wolf to win. He’s a former NCAA Heavyweight Champion! All he needs to do is rely on his natural athletic ability and intellect to beat Cliff of Doom.
A shot of Cliff of Doom warming up appears. The crowd cheers. His wife, Tina McManus, is with him.
James Eastwood: Speaking of Cliff of Doom, there he is warming up while his wife Tina looks on. Troy, Bernard Core may have the amateur background, but Cliff of Doom has the heart of a champion, and sometimes that’s all you need.
Troy Miller: Give me a break! Nobody wins because they have heart. They win because they have more talent. And money, which is something else Bernard Core has more of than Cliff of Doom.
James Eastwood: I don’t think money is going to play a factor tonight.
Cliff finishes warming up and gives his wife a kiss before walking off camera.
Troy Miller: We get it, he loves his wife. Jeez.
A shot of Dean Wolf appears. Half the crowd cheers while the other half boos. He’s sitting on a gang box in the backstage area wearing a suit and sunglasses. He looks contemplative.
James Eastwood: And what will this man do tonight? Let’s take a look back at what happened last week when Bernard Core and Cliff of Doom met in the ring at the Best of the Best Pep Rally.
The replay commences. It’s edited for time.
Cliff of Doom: I know my history pretty well, and I clearly remember the end of our first match. You Uniplexed me and had me in a pin attempt. I grabbed the rope to break the ref’s count but before he could see anything, Dean Wolf smacked my hand off of it.
Bernard Core: You think I need HIM to beat you?! I didn’t need him then and I won’t need him next week!
Dean Wolf: Did I just hear you right? Did you just say that you didn’t need me to beat him, because if I remember right, you were begging for me to help you that entire match!
Bernard Core: Wolf, get back in your corner!
Crowd: Oooooooo.
Dean Wolf: Who do you think you’re talking to like that?
Bernard Core: I’m talking to YOU like that! I’m talking to the man that is responsible for my only loss in this tournament! I’m talking to the man whose one job was to beat Cliff of Doom, and even with TWO TRIES you failed! I’m talking to the man who failed to protect me from embarrassment at XIII last year when Ursula Mustache put her disease-ridden crotch all over my face! That’s the man I’m talking to, so once again, as your HEADMASTER, I am ordering YOU to GET BACK IN YOUR CORNER!
Dean Wolf: You know what? If you think you can beat him yourself, good fuckin’ luck.
Bernard Core: Where are you going?! So this is the way it’s going to be?! Fine! I don’t need you! I can win the Sixth Dimension Championship all by myself!
He cut back to a live shot of Eastwood and Miller at the broadcast table.
James Eastwood: Last time we thought there was a rift in The Core Institute, Wolf decided to keep his allegiance to Bernard Core. Do you think history will repeat itself?
Dean Wolf: Undoubtedly. By the time this night is over, Dean Wolf will be on his hands and knees praising the first ever Sixth Dimension Champion, Bernard Core, and begging for Headmaster Core’s forgiveness; and if he’s lucky, Headmaster Core will be merciful.
James Eastwood: That remains to be seen, but right now, it’s time to get a look at the eight men that will compete in next season’s Next Dimension Tournament. They’ll be taking part in our next match, an eight-man tag. Troy, are you excited about this match...oh, wait, why would you be? You weren’t invited to compete in it.
Troy Miller: Oh, you’re hilarious! How about I go to The Handler and make this a one-man booth?
James Eastwood: You mean you’re going to tender your resignation?
Miller gets impatient.
Troy Miller: No! I mean I’m gonna get you...you know what, just throw it to Gordon Gould!
James Eastwood: No problem!
He looks at the camera.
James Eastwood: Let’s go to Gordon Gould for the ring introductions!
Troy Miller: I still have more money than you.
The University of Alabama Fight Song plays. The heels are introduced first. They enter on the Core side.
Gordon Gould: The following contest is the Next Dimension Eight-Man Tag, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, accompanied by Papa Ray Roberts, from Tuscaloosa, Alabama, weighing in at 260 lbs., Barry Ray Roberts!
Barry Ray comes out in a maroon singlet accompanied by his father, who’s in a cowboy hat and suit. Barry Ray wears a big stupid grin on his face and gets star struck by the size of the crowd. His father, Papa Ray, snaps him out of it by slapping him in the back of the head. They continue to walk down to the ring.
James Eastwood: I’ve heard stories about Barry Ray Roberts’ father. He’s a legend in Alabama for his boisterousness during youth athletic competitions, yelling at his son from the stands for every little mistake and getting into arguments with coaches and referees. He even got into shouting matches with parents of both Barry’s teammates and Barry’s opponents!
Troy Miller: He only wanted his son to do his best. Is that a bad thing, Eastwood?
James Eastwood: Well, I hope he employs a different tactic tonight.
The NFL on Fox Theme plays.
Gordon Gould: His partners, first, from Raleigh, North Carolina, weighing in at 235 lbs., Chris Swenson!
Swenson comes out in a blue letterman’s jacket and blue trunks. He raises both arms in the air, holding one finger out on each hand while he cockily struts to the ring.
James Eastwood: Chris Swenson was a two sport All-American at Duke University in both football and wrestling. He was also quite the scholar, majoring in Mechanical Engineering.
“The Small Hours” by Metallica plays. The house lights go down and a strobe light goes off near the entrance.
Gordon Gould: From Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 240 lbs., Cyrin!
Cyrin comes out in a in black long trunks and walks down to the ring slowly with a brooding look on his face.
Troy Miller: What is this guy’s deal?
James Eastwood: People have been telling me all day that Cyrin has kept to himself in the locker room and backstage all day. Some people have actually felt a little creeped out by him. He just kind of stalks and lurks around but never says a word.
Troy Miller: Perhaps he’s trying to gain a psychological edge.
James Eastwood: Let’s hope that’s all it is.
“Mouth for War” by Pantera plays.
Gordon Gould: And from Queens, NY, weighing in at 290 lbs., Mark Ortiz!
Ortiz, dressed in a graffiti decorated singlet, gets himself pumped at the top of the entrance and runs down to the ring like a car in a drag race.
James Eastwood: With his size, speed, and power, Mark Ortiz has got to be the odds on favorite to win the Next Dimension tournament.
Troy Miller: I’d take those odds.
The faces come out next from Cliff’s side of the arena.
“Thunderkiss ‘65” by White Zombie plays.
Gordon Gould: Their opponents, first from Austin, Texas, weighing in at 215 lbs., Alex Van Bomb!
Van Bomb skips down to the ring, bopping his head to the music. He’s wearing paint splattered long trunks and has multi-colored hair.
Troy Miller: Is this one of those free-spirited guys?
James Eastwood: Um, I guess. He is a bit of an oddball but he can wrestle.
Troy Miller: An anti-conformist. Yuck.
“The Truth” by Limp Bizkit plays.
Gordon Gould: His partners, first, from Bowling Green, Ohio, weighing in at 231 lbs., Jason Sterling!
Sterling comes out in simple red long trunks and white boots. He walks down to the ring with a serious look on his face, holding his hands out for some of the fans to smack, but not taking his eyes of the ring.
James Eastwood: This, in my opinion, is the most technically sound wrestler out of this group. He’s known on the independent circuit for his commitment to the sport and his discipline. His training regimen is very structured and has relied exclusively on his in-ring talent to get attention. You won’t see a lot of gimmicks or catch phrases coming from Jason Sterling.
“What You Know About That” by T.I. plays.
Gordon Gould: From Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 218 lbs., Matt Bradley!
Bradley comes out to the ring wearing a black hoodie and black trunks. He has the hood over his head and he looks at the floor, hopping up and down at certain points and throwing warm-up punches.
James Eastwood: Like Cyrin, Matt Bradley has really kept to himself the whole day, but he hasn’t creeped anybody out. Look how focused he seems to be.
“Working Class Heroes” by Evil Conduct plays.
Gordon Gould: And from Flint, Michigan, weighing in at 262 lbs., “Union Made” Sean Axelrod!
Axelrod walks down to the ring wearing a sleeveless undershirt and blue jeans.
Troy Miller: “Union Made?” “UNION MADE?!?!?!”
James Eastwood: Whoa! What the hell is wrong with you?
Troy Miller: You don’t understand, James. Sean Axelrod is a union guy. Do you know what unions do?!
James Eastwood: Um, fight for better pay and better working conditions?
Troy Miller: That’s what they want you to think. Unions want to turn this country into the next Soviet Union!
James Eastwood: That’s a little bit of an exaggeration, don’t you think?
Troy Miller: You don’t know, Eastwood. You don’t know the trouble unions have caused the Miller Family conglomerate. I remember when the workers in one of the steel mills we own went on strike. My dad had to cut costs and wasn’t able to buy me a new yacht when I turned 18.
James Eastwood: A new yacht? How many did you own before that?
Troy Miller: Like three.
James Eastwood: Okay then.
The two teams confer in their corners. Matt Bradley is lobbying hard in the face corner to start the match. The other three agree and head out to the apron. On the heel side, Cyrin doesn’t even bother to talk to his teammates. He just goes right to the apron. The other three talk and it’s decided that Swenson will begin the match.
James Eastwood: You know, the advantage of having a match like this is that while these guys partner up with each other, they can also scout each other to prepare for the tournament.
Troy Miller: I wouldn’t need any scouting if I were in this match. I’d hire scouts to do that for me.
James Eastwood: But alas, you can’t.
Swenson and Bradley lock up in a collar and elbow tie up. Swenson gets Bradley into the corner. The ref counts to four before Swenson lets go and slaps both hands on Bradley’s chest. Swenson holds his arms out in a pose and smiles as he backs away from Bradley. The meet in the middle of the ring and lock up again. This time, Bradley gets Swenson in the corner and smacks his hands on Swenson’s chest. He mocks Swenson’s pose. They go for another collar and elbow tie up but Swenson grabs a standing waist lock. Swenson lifts Bradley up and slams him to the mat. He mounts Bradley and smacks him in the make of the head a couple of times. He gets up and poses for the crowd, who boo. He turns around only for Bradley to grab him and toss him with a belly-to-belly overhead suplex.
James Eastwood: Nice suplex by Bradley!
Swenson holds his back in pain as he gets up. Bradley gives him a roundhouse kick. Swenson stumbles into the corner, where he’s met with a right hand by each of Bradley’s partners. Sterling chickenwings Swenson’s arms, allowing Bradley to give him a knife edge chop. Sterling is tagged in.
James Eastwood: Let’s see what Sterling’s got.
Sterling sends Swenson off the ropes and hits him with a back elbow. He covers.
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Swenson kicks out. Sterling gets him into the corner and chops him. He Irish whips him into the opposite corner and hits a running corner clothesline. He wrings Swenson’s arm and climbs to the top rope. He does a rope walk while still holding the arm, jumps off, and arm drags Swenson right across the ring to the applause of the fans.
James Eastwood: What balance and agility!
Troy Miller: Who cares? I would have countered that.
James Eastwood: Sour grapes, Troy?
Troy Miller: No, I ate before the show.
Swenson holds out his hand but is nowhere near his corner. Sterling wrings Swenson’s arm again and tags in Axelrod. Axelrod gets on the second rope and double axe handles Swenson’s arm. Swenson holds his arm in pain. Axelrod sends him off the ropes and bends down. Swenson goes to kick him but Axelrod catches the foot, spins Swenson around, and gives him an inverted atomic drop. Swenson bounces and hits his face on the top turnbuckle. He stumbles out of the corner and gets back body dropped. Swenson is yelling in pain and holds his back. Axelrod grabs his feet and drags him over to his corner. He tags in Van Bomb. Van Bomb enters with a slingshot senton while Axelrod hits headbutt to Swenson’s lower abdomen.
Troy Miller: That headbutt looked a little too close to the groin. See, unions always try to cheat!
Van Bomb sends Axelrod off the ropes and hits a running dropkick. He gets him into the corner and hits a hits a few right hands. He whips Swenson into the opposite corner and charges at him but Swenson moves out of the way, causing Van Bomb to hit the top turnbuckle chest first. Swenson quickly crawls to his corner and tags in Ortiz.
James Eastwood: Oh boy. I would not want to be Alex Van Bomb right now.
Troy Miller: Would anyone want to be Alex Van Bomb at any time?
Ortiz runs over to Van Bomb, gets him into the corner, and throws a succession of shoulders into his gut. Van Bomb falls to his knees but Ortiz gets him up and starts choking him on the top rope. The ref counts to four before Ortiz relents and throws Van Bomb back first onto the mat. The ref tries to admonish him but Ortiz ignores the ref, comes off the ropes, and hits a splash. He covers.
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Van Bomb kicks out. Ortiz drags him over to his team’s corner where he chokes him. The ref counts to four again. Ortiz lets go and the ref begins yelling at him. With the ref’s back turned, Barry Ray and Cyrin hold Van Bomb in the corner as Swenson comes in and starts taking shots to Van Bomb’s abdomen. Van Bomb’s partners get into the ring to try and stop it but the ref blocks them. They begin arguing with the ref, allowing Ortiz to join in on the attack. The ref gets in the faces back out to the apron and turns around to see the underhanded tactics of the heels. He orders Swenson out of the ring. Ortiz tags in Cyrin.
Troy Miller: Here comes Mr. Social.
Cyrin slowly gets in the ring. He stares at Van Bomb a second before slapping him in the head a few times. Van Bomb pushes him away but Cyrin answers back with a boot to the face. Van Bomb collapses out of the corner and to the mat. Cyrin drapes Van Bomb over the second rope, reaches over the top rope, and begins pulling at Van Bomb’s face. Van Bomb yells in pain as the ref counts to four. Cyrin lets go. He sends Van Bomb off the ropes and hits him with a clothesline. Then, he circles his supline opponent with the Garvin stomp. He drags Van Bomb by his hair to his corner and tags in Barry Ray.
Papa Ray Roberts: Alright, Barry Ray! Don’t embarrass me, now!
Barry Ray enthusiastically gets in the ring and starts hitting double axe handles to the back of Van Bomb.
Papa Ray Roberts: That’s right, Barry! Get ‘im!
Barry Ray turns around and looks at his father.
Barry Ray Roberts: How’m I doin’, Daddy?!
Papa Ray Roberts: Don’t talk to ME, you idiot! Get on ‘im!
Barry Ray gets Van Bomb on his feet and sends him off the ropes. He bends down and Van Bomb attempts a sunset pin. Barry Ray goes to punch Van Bomb but Van Bomb moves, causing Barry Ray to punch the mat. He holds his fist in pain and turns around to see Van Bomb back on his feet. He charges Van Bomb, but Van Bomb quickly backs up and pulls the top rope down, causing Van Bomb to fall to the outside. Papa Ray runs over to him and tries to help him up.
Papa Ray Roberts: Damn it, Barry Ray! Get up!
Axelrod gets in the ring and runs across the ring. Van Bomb runs off the ropes towards Axelrod. Axelrod pops him up in the air and to the outside, where Van Bomb lands on the the Roberts with a flying seated senton.
James Eastwood: Whoa! Air time!
The heels get off the apron and start ganging up on Van Bomb. Axelrod rolls outside and comes to his aid, trading fists with the heels. The numbers are too great. Out of nowhere, Sterling and Bradley come to their partners aid with a double suicide dive. All the competitors and Papa Ray are spilled out on the floor. The fans applaud the action.
James Eastwood: I think some of these men are making a good impression on the fans.
Van Bomb grabs Barry Ray and rolls him back into the ring. Van Bomb climbs to the top rope but Ortiz gets on the apron and pushes Van Bomb off. Van Bomb falls to the mat. Barry Ray capitalizes by driving some knees down into Van Bomb’s chest. He presses the final knee down on Van Bomb’s chest until the ref counts to four. He sends Van Bomb off the ropes and sends him down again with a body avalanche. He tags in Ortiz.
Ortiz lifts Van Bomb and sends him to the mat with a powerslam. He covers.
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Van Bomb kicks out.
Mark Ortiz: That wasn’t smart, boy!
Ortiz gets Van Bomb in a fireman’s carry. He climbs to the second rope, presses Van Bomb above his head, and sends him down gut first across his knee, which gets some “ooos” and “aaaas” from the fans. Ortiz covers.
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Van Bomb kicks out again. He gets Van Bomb in the corner and starts throwing body shot at him. Van Bomb falls to his knee and reaches his hand to his corner. Ortiz just laughs and pulls him by his hair. He lifts him up onto his shoulder but Van Bomb grabs the top rope. He escapes Ortiz’s clutches and starts punching him with right hands. He whips Ortiz towards the opposite corner but Ortiz reverses. The force of Van Bomb colliding with the turnbuckles forces him to stumble towards the center of the ring, where he’s met with a huge spear!
Crowd: Ooooo!
Ortiz looks at the crowd.
Mark Ortiz: That’s right!
Troy Miller: I think he knocked Van Bomb out of his boots!
He covers.
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Bradley gets in the ring and breaks up the pin to the cheer of the crowd. Ortiz runs over to the face corner but the ref gets in his way. Ortiz yells at Bradley but Bradley just gives him the finger to more cheers.
Troy Miller: That wasn’t very sportsmanlike!
James Eastwood: I agree, but the fans liked it.
Ortiz turns back to Van Bomb. Van Bomb headbutts Ortiz in the gut twice and tries to get to his corner, but Ortiz grabs him in a chinlock and pulls him to the heel corner. He tags in Cyrin. Ortiz continues to hold Van Bomb, allowing Cyrin to punch him in the ribs. Cyrin sends Van Bomb with a snap suplex followed by a standing leg drop. He covers.
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Van Bomb kicks out. Cyrin tags in Swenson. Swenson slams Van Bomb with a gutwrench suplex. He comes off the ropes and hits a pointed elbow drop. He covers.
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Van Bomb kicks out. Swenson grabs his head and slowly attempts a delayed hangman’s neckbreaker, but out of nowhere, Van Bomb reverses it and hits a DDT! The crowd cheers. The ref starts a double 10 count.
The heels and faces both start calling for their partners to tag them. Van Bomb and Swenson start crawling towards their corners.
Simultaneously, Swenson tags in Barry Ray and Van Bomb tags in Sterling. Sterling comes in like a house of fire, taking out Roberts. Ortiz and Cyrin run in, too, and Sterling backs them off with right hands. Barry Ray grabs Sterling from behind and attempts a belly to back suplex, but Sterling lands on his feet and takes a few steps back. When Barry Ray turns around, Sterling clotheslines him while Bradley and Axelrod enter the ring, clotheslining Cyrin and Ortiz respectively. They throw Cyrin and Ortiz out of the ring.They follow them out and start brawling on the outside. Sterling starts chopping Barry Ray into the corner. He Irish whips him towards the opposite corner but Barry Ray reverses it. Instead of crashing into the turnbuckles, Sterling jumps onto the second rope. Barry Ray charges but Sterling jumps off the rope and hits a twisting tornado DDT. Sterling points his finger in the air and starts climbing the turnbuckle. Papa Ray starts slapping the mat.
Papa Ray Roberts: Get up, Barry Ray, get up!
Sterling gets to the top turnbuckle, but before the can do anything, Swenson sweeps his feet, causing Sterling to get crotched. Papa Ray pulls Barry Ray out of the ring. The ref admonishes Papa Ray. Swenson starts climbing the turnbuckles to attempt a superplex, but Van Bomb pulls Swenson off the top rope. Van Bomb springboards off the top rope and hits a 540° corkscrew senton.
Crowd: Ooooo!
James Eastwood: He calls that the VAN BOMBINATOR!
Van Bomb gets up and is speared again by Ortiz.
Crowd: Ooooo!
Ortiz sends Van Bomb off the ropes and hits him with a 720 °spinning sitout side slam.
Crowd: Ooooo!
James Eastwood: VULGAR DISPLAY OF POWER!
Ortiz gets up but his knocked down with a running lariat from Axelrod.
James Eastwood: THE PICKET LINE!
Troy Miller: Really? That’s the name of his move? Cute.
Cyrin runs in and hits Axelrod with a lifting double underhook spike DDT.
James Eastwood: THE ALARM!
Bradley runs in at hits a bicycle knee strike to Cyrin’s face. Barry Ray runs back into the ring and grabs Bradley in a full nelson. Bradley falls to his knees and flips Barry Ray over his head. Both men get up. Bradley kicks Barry Ray in the gut and executes a double underhook powerbomb lungblower.
Crowd: Ooooo!
James Eastwood: OUT OF BREATH!
Bradley covers but the ref refuses to count the pin.
James Eastwood: Bradley isn’t the legal man!
Bradley gets up and starts arguing with the referee. Out of nowhere, Sterling comes off the top rope.
James Eastwood: FROG SPLASH ONTO BARRY RAY!
The sudden move actually startles Bradley and the ref. Sterling covers Barry Ray.
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The ref calls for the bell. “The Truth” plays. The crowd cheers. Bradley looks disappointed even though his team won.
Troy Miller: I think Bradley really wanted to make that pinfall.
James Eastwood: Well, whatever the case may be, his team won in a great eight-man tag. I think we’re going to see some great things in this Next Dimension tournament.
The faces all meet in the ring. They join hands and raise them in victory. As soon as it’s over, Bradley exits the ring and heads up the ramp while the other three shake hands. The heels are all laid out on the outside looking downcast and frustrated. Papa Ray is yelling at Barry Ray.
Papa Ray Roberts: How can you let him pin you like that, Barry Ray? You’re not supposed to be a loser! You’re supposed to be a winner! How can you win if you lose?! You let your team down! You let me down! I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life! How do you lose your first match?! C’mon, boy, get up! I said…
James Eastwood: Yikes. How would you like to have a dad like that?
Troy Miller: Unless he made more money than my father, I wouldn’t like it.
The graphic for the main event appears.
James Eastwood: Well, this is it, ladies and gentlemen. The moment we’ve all been waiting for: the finals of the Sixth Dimension Tournament. Six men fought and clawed their way through seven weeks of matches, and in the end, Headmaster Bernard Core and Cliff of Doom were the men with the two best records. Now, they will fight to decide who is the Sixth Dimension Champion and the greatest creation of The Handler. Let’s take a look and see how we got to this point.
A video package plays. First it shows highlights from the tournament and then shows the personal conflict that arose between Core and Cliff as the tournament played out. It also shows clips from the face to face meeting that Core and Cliff had at the Best of the Best pep rally. The last shot is a split screen showing the last shot of each man from episode 7, with Cliff doing the championship belt pose while standing on the second turnbuckle and Core staring up at him from the top of the aisle.
The cut to a shot of the arena. The cameras scan the crowd as they away the final match.
James Eastwood: The time for talking is done. Let’s go to the ring and Gordon Gould, who will introduce the ultimate match in the Sixth Dimension Tournament.
We cut to a shot of Gordon Gould in the ring.
Gordon Gould: Ladies and gentlemen, presenting the Sixth Dimension Championship, please welcome the creator and owner of The Sixth Dimension, The Handler!
“Show Me How to Live (T-Ray Remix)” by Audioslave plays. Out walks The Handler in his hoodie and jeans carrying the Sixth Dimension Championship to the ring. It’s got a gold face with a big, purple 6D in the middle. The strap is also purple with six gold plates adorning it. There is a face engraved on each plate. They are the faces of each of the six participants in the tournament. The Handler stands in the middle of the ring and holds the title in the air for all to see. The camera gets a close up of the belt.
James Eastwood: What a beauty she is.
Troy Miller: It’ll look good around the Headmaster’s waist.
James Eastwood: OR Cliff of Doom’s.
Troy Miller: Yeah, sure. Whatever you say, Eastwood.
“Wing Fortress Zone” by Masato Nakamura plays. The crowd immediately start to boo. Bernard Core comes out at the top of his ramp in a resplendent robe made especially for this occasion. It’s black with silver sequins and the emblem of the Core Institute on the back of it. Wolf is not with him. Core does not look at the crowd with disdain, but rather smugly, very confident that he’ll win tonight. He steps into the ring and poses for the crowd to their contempt.
Troy Miller: There he is, our first champion!
The house lights go down. The fingerpicking intro for “No Leaf Clover” by Metallica plays. Camera flashes are going off. When the heavy part of the song kicks in, a spotlight shines on Cliff at the top of his ramp and he yells into the air with his arms out. He marches down to the ring, enters it, and stands on the second rope, yelling again.
James Eastwood: Cliff of Doom said that he doesn’t give up, and I believe it. Core is going to have to knock Cliff out cold if he wants to walk away as the champion.
Troy Miller: Easily said and done.
The music stops. Both men are standing in their corners. Gordon Gould stands in the middle of the ring flanked by The Handler and the ref. The bell rings.
Gordon Gould: This contest is scheduled for one fall. It is the finals of the Sixth Dimension Tournament and it will decide the FIRST EVER Sixth Dimension Champion!
The crowd cheers.
Gordon Gould: There is no time limit. The referee for this contest is Tony Norman.
Norman waves to the crowd.
Gordon Gould: Introducing first, to my left...
The crowd boos.
Gordon Gould: Representing The Core Institute, from Albany, NY, weighing in tonight at 225 lbs., Headmaster Bernard Core!
Core stands in the middle of the ring and poses with his arms out in the air, like a despot acknowledging his subjects.
Gordon Gould: And to my right, his opponent…
The crowd cheers.
Gordon Gould: From Selden, NY, weighing in at 212 lbs., Cliff-of-Doooom!
Cliff poses in the middle of the ring and yells to the crowd to get them pumped up. The camera picks up his words.
Cliff of Doom: Are you ready?! Are you ready?!
The Handler hands the belt to the ref and leaves the ring to take a seat at ringside. The ref shows the belt to each competitor. They both touch the belt. The ref holds the belt in the air for the fans to see and then gives it to the ring attendant.
James Eastwood: It doesn’t get any bigger than this.
The ref calls for the bell to start the match. Core and Cliff meet in the center of ring. Core starts mouthing off to Cliff. Suddenly, he smacks him across the face. Cliff grows angry. He looks back at Core and quickly takes him down. The crowd cheers. Cliff starts raining lefts and rights on Core, who’s trying to cover up.
James Eastwood: That was a big mistake by the Headmaster and he’s paying for it!
Core is able to escape. He tries to get up but Cliff tackles him back down and punches him some more.
Troy Miller: What is this?! Get in there, ref! This ain’t MMA!
Core escapes again and makes it to the ropes. The ref tells Cliff to back off. Core crawls onto the apron. Cliff runs across the ring and kicks Core off the apron with a baseball slide. Core falls to the floor. Cliff follows him out and immediately rolls him back into the ring.
James Eastwood: He’s not going to give Bernard Core any rest time in this one!
Cliff sends Core off the ropes. Core reverses. Cliff ducks a clothesline, comes off the opposite ropes, and hits a running single leg front dropkick. He follows it up with a double stomp/senton splash combo to Core’s back. Cliff covers.
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Core kicks out. Cliff brings Core over to the corner and slams his face into the top turnbuckle 10 times, the crowd counting along with each slam. He chops Core in the chest three times before whipping him into the opposite corner. Cliff charges Core, hits a corner crossbody, and ends up on the apron. He climbs to the top rope and hits a blockbuster, driving Core’s face into the mat. Core rolls to the ropes. Cliff tries to pull him away but Core holds on to the bottom rope. Cliff finally grabs both feet and pulls as hard as he can, causing Core to lose his grip, fly a few feet of the mat, and fall on his back. Cliff attempts the No Leaf Clover. He has Core turned halfway but Core turns the other way, causing Cliff to somersault down to the mat.
James Eastwood: He almost had it locked on.
Troy Miller: Almost doesn’t count.
Core capitalizes by sending Cliff off the ropes, but instead of Cliff bouncing off the opposite ropes, Cliff jumps over the top rope and lands on the apron. Core runs at him but Cliff hits him with a step-up enzuigiri. Core is stunned by the shot. Cliff pulls him between the top and middle rope and crashes down on him with a springboard legdrop. The force sends Core spilling out to the floor.
James Eastwood: Cliff is completely dominating this match!
Cliff steps into the center of the ring. The fans start to clap as they prepare for Cliff to take to the air. Cliff runs to the ropes and sprints across the ring.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Cliff leaps over the top rope.
James Eastwood: CLIFF DIVE!
He lands directly on a prone Bernard Core. He immediately gets up and heads back into the ring.
James Eastwood: Wait, he’s not done.
He waits for Core to get to his feet and runs again.
James Eastwood: A SECOND CLIFF DIVE!
Cliff gets back in the ring.
James Eastwood: Don’t tell me....
Cliff goes for the hat trick.
James Eastwood: A THIRD CLIFF DIVE! Wait, is he going for the Grand Slam?!
Troy Miller: Isn’t there some kind of mercy rule here?!
Cliff goes for the fourth Cliff Dive, but this time Core moves out of the way. Cliff, however, lands on his feet. He sees Core looking at the fans and pointing to his head to signal that he’s smarter than Cliff. Cliff jumps up on the apron. When Core turns around, he’s met with a fourth Cliff Dive. He looks down at Core and mockingly points to his own head.
James Eastwood: Haha! Bernard Core’s spent all this time trying to make everybody feel stupid, and now Cliff is giving it back to him.
Cliff gets in the ring and signals that it’s time for the end. He gets Core to his feet and scoops him up for the Doomstone. Core escapes and pushes Cliff towards the ropes. Cliff ducks a clothesline and tries a handspring back elbow off the opposite ropes, but Core catches him and hits a German suplex.
Crowd: OOOOOOOO!
Troy Miller: That’s how you take control back!
Cliff holds his neck. Core gets him up and drives him down to the mat with a piledriver. He looks at the crowd with all the smarminess he can muster and runs his throat across his neck.
James Eastwood: He’s looking to end it right here!
Core lifts Cliff up in a fisherman suplex position.
James Eastwood: STANDARDIZATION!
The top of Cliff’s head collides with the mat. Core wipes his hands together and covers.
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Cliff kicks out to the delight of the fans. Core is pissed but he just nods his head.
Troy Miller: He knows what he has to do! He’s got plenty of moves in his arsenal!
Core grabs Cliff’s left leg. He looks at the crowd defiantly. He slowly drapes Cliff’s leg around his neck. He looks at the crowd one more time before turning Cliff over.
James Eastwood: HEADMASTER LOCK!!! He’s not wasting any time. He’s going for the kill right here!
Core puts his knee down on Cliff’s neck for added pain. The camera gets a shot of Tina McManus in the front row looking worried but cheering her man on.
Troy Miller: Do hospitals take reservations, because I think Mrs. McManus needs to make one for Cliff of Doom!
James Eastwood: Would you stop?!
Cliff yells out in pain. The fans start clapping to motivate him. Another shot of Tina, this time clapping. Cliff exclaims as he pushes himself up. Core can no longer keep the knee on the neck. Cliff slowly turns his body until he’s on his back. With his free leg, he starts kicking Core in the head, but Core drapes the left leg over his neck again and turns Cliff back over. However, Cliff quickly turns over on his back again and pushes Core away with his feet. Both men get to their feet. Core charges Cliff but Cliff dodges him and throws Core between the ropes and out to the floor.
James Eastwood: Cliff bought himself some time on that one. Hold on a sec. He’s not waiting for Core to get back in the ring!
Cliff heads out to the apron and tries to climb the turnbuckles, but his injured knee is causing him to take too long. Core gets to his feet and turns around. Cliff comes off the ropes and attempts a double axe handle. Core moves out of the way. Cliff lands on his feet but the impact of the landing hurts his knee. Core grabs Cliff from behind and Uniplexes him on the apron.
Crowd: Oooooo!
They show a replay of the Uniplex.
James Eastwood: God, that’s hard to watch.
Core gets in the ring while the ref starts a 10 count. Core stands on the other side of the ring, taking a breather against the ropes.
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Troy Miller: Can Core win the belt due to a countout?
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James Eastwood: Yes, in this match I believe so, but does he really want to become the first Sixth Dimension Champion that way?
Troy Miller: Um, YEAH.
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Cliff starts grabbing the ring apron.
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Troy Miller: Two more counts from the title!
James Eastwood: Come on, Cliff. Get up!
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Right before the count of 10, Cliff crawls back under the bottom rope. The crowd cheers.
James Eastwood: He’s still in this!
Core marches over to Cliff and sets him up for Standardization again and lifts, but Cliff turns it into a small package.
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Core kicks out. Both men get to their feet. Cliff goes for a clothesline. Core ducks and grabs Cliff from behind.
James Eastwood: UNIPLEX! BRIDGING PIN!
Troy Miller: This is what won it for Core last time!
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Cliff grabs the rope to break the pin but the ref doesn’t notice. The crowd is yelling to get the ref’s attention.
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James Eastwood: C’mon, ref! Look!
3- NO!
The ref saw the rope break at the last second and stops the count. The crowd loses its mind.
James Eastwood: We almost saw history repeat itself right there!
Troy Miller: Damn it!
Core still has Cliff in the pin when he finally realizes what happened. He shoots up to his feet and starts to argue with the ref. Meanwhile, Cliff makes it back to his feet. He runs across the ring, handsprings off the ropes, and jumps just high enough for his elbow to clear the ref’s head and hit Core.
Cliff gets Core to his feet and lifts him up.
James Eastwood: DOOMERANG!!!
Cliff’s knee connects with Core’s face. Core falls like a stack of bricks. Cliff takes a second to hold his knee and then hobbles over to Core for a cover. The crowd counts along.
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3- NO!
Core was able to grab the rope at the last second.
Troy Miller: Ha!
The crowd groans.
Cliff hits the mat in frustration and pulls Core away from the ropes. He attempts a second Doomerang but this time, Core catches Cliff’s leg and sends him down with a dragon screw leg whip. He tries for the Headmaster Lock again, but Cliff speedily gets to his stomach and rolls, causing Core to get draped over the middle rope. Cliff runs towards Core and hits a 619!
Cliff holds his knee. Core rolls away from the ropes, his hands holding his pained face. He ends up on his back and we see that the force of the 619 has caused his nose to bleed. The crowd can see the visual on the screen.
Crowd: Ooooooo!
James Eastwood: He may have a broken nose!
Troy Miller: Disqualify him! Disqualify him!
James Eastwood: What are you talking about?!
Cliff springboards off the ropes with a 450 onto Core! He covers.
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Core kicks out. Cliff sets up for a third Doomerang but Core blocks it and lifts Cliff up for a vertical suplex. Cliff flips forward and lands on his feet. He turns around to see Core charging him. He moves and Core hits the turnbuckle chest first. Cliff turns him around and chops his chest a few times. He tries to Irish whip Core, but Core reverses it and throws Cliff back into the same corner, where the ref now stands. Cliff collides with the ref and the ref crumbles to the mat.
James Eastwood: Oh no!
Core tries an Institutional Slam, but Cliff lands on his feet and scoops Core up.
James Eastwood: DOOMSTONE!
The crowd explodes. Cliff covers but the ref is knocked out and can’t make the count. Cliff slaps the mat three times. The crowd counts along but the ref doesn’t come to. Cliff looks at the ref and puts his arms up in the air in exasperation.
James Eastwood: He had it! He had the win!
Troy Miller: Too bad, so sad.
Cliff goes over to try and revive the ref. Core slowly gets up to feet. He seethes with hatred for his opponent. He walks over to Cliff and goes to attack him with a double axe handle, but Cliff notices at the last second and back elbows Core in the face. Core is stunned, which allows Cliff to kick him in his inner thigh. Core falls to one knee. Cliff takes a few steps back and goes for a superkick, but Core hits a low blow. Cliff grabs his groin and collapses to the floor like a Jenga tower.
James Eastwood: Blatant low blow by Core!
Troy Miller: How could it be blatant?! He can hardly see with his face all busted up! It was an accident.
James Eastwood: Bull--- You know what, I’ve got to compose myself here.
Core looks at the scene in the ring. He looks at the downed ref and then at Cliff, who’s still writhing in pain. He looks back at the ref and then back at Cliff. He crawls to the corner of the ring and signals for Gordon Gould to give him the microphone.
James Eastwood: What’s he doing?
Sitting in the corner, Core puts the mic up to his mouth and looks towards his entrance.
Bernard Core: Wolf!
Crowd: BOOOOOO!
Bernard Core: Wolf, please! I need you! I’m sorry about what I said! I need you!
Wolf does not appear.
Bernard Core: WOLF, PLEASE!!!
He’s on the verge of tears.
James Eastwood: This is the man you want as champion, Troy?!
Dean Wolf finally appears at the top of Core’s aisle. The crowd boos. You can see Wolf mouthing the word “What?”
Bernard Core: Wolf, please, help me! If not for me, do it for The Core Institute. Do it for our students! Do it for the educational system! Do it for America! I don’t care what you do it for, just please, help me!
Wolf looks irritated. He takes a second to think. He rolls his eyes and starts walking down to the ring. The crowd boos some more.
James Eastwood: Damn it! How does Core persuade Wolf to do this stuff for him!
Troy Miller: It’s one of his many gifts.
When Wolf makes it down to ringside, Core shouts instructions at him. He motions for him to grab a chair from one of the ring attendants. Wolf walks towards their area and they all scramble out of the way. He grabs a chair, folds it, and enters the ring. Core orders Wolf to slam the chair down onto Cliff of Doom. Wolf walks across the ring and stops right in front of Cliff, who’s on his knees but still in pain.
James Eastwood: Don’t do it, Wolf! Don’t do it! You’ll never be able to escape Bernard Core if you do!
Troy Miller: What’s wrong with that?
Crowd: NO! NO! NO! NO!
Tina McManus is tearing up in the front row.
Wolf lifts the chair over his head. Some in the crowd gasp. Others are yelling to try and stop him. Core is smiling in the corner. Cliff looks up at Wolf defiantly, defenseless at this moment. Wolf looks right into his eyes. The staredown is intense. The camera can pick up Core yelling in the corner.
Bernard Core: Do it. DO IT!
The camera gets one more shot each of Cliff and Wolf’s faces. Finally, Wolf looks over at Core.
Bernard Core: What are you doing?
Wolf brings the chair down to his side and walks into the middle of the ring. He stares at Core...and drops the chair. The crowd cheers.
Wolf gets out of the ring and walks up Cliff’s aisle. Core has a wide-eyed look on his face. He gets to his feet and stumbles across the ring.
Bernard Core: Wolf! Wolf! Please! Wolf, I beg you!
The ref comes to as Core gets on his knees and folds his hands. Wolf gets to the top of the ramp and looks back at the ring to see Core pleading with him. Wolf just stands there motionless.. When Core realizes Wolf is not coming back, he hurriedly turns around to grab the chair. He reaches out for it but Cliff stomps his foot down on it. Core slowly looks up to see Cliff towering over him with a pissed off look on his face. Cliff slides the chair out of the ring with his foot.
Core slowly gets to his feet and now tries to reason with Cliff, backing away as Cliff steps foward.
Bernard Core: You know what? Wolf’s out! I don’t need him! You and me, we can run The Core Institute together! I’ll make you co-Headmaster! How does that sound? How does that s----
Core charges at Cliff, who fends him off with a superkick so devastating that Core flies back into the corner. Cliff lifts him up and crotches him on the top rope. He climbs to the top turnbuckle and gets Core to his feet. He wraps his left arm across Core’s body and flips backward, taking Core with him.
James Eastwood: CLIFFHANGER!!!
The fans are going mental. Cliff immediately gets to his feet and locks in his patented submission.
James Eastwood: NO LEAF CLOVER!
Troy Miller: No!!!
The crowd starts yelling for Core to tap. Cliff is yelling as he tightens his grip and sits back in the hold more and more.
Cliff of Doom: TAAAAP! TAAAAP!
James Eastwood: Core is nowhere near the ropes!
Core looks straight ahead towards Wolf and sees Wolf staring back at him. Core reaches his hand out.
James Eastwood: Is he reaching for the ropes or reaching for Wolf?!
Wolf stares for a few more seconds and then just turns around and heads back through the curtain.
The crowd gets even louder.
Core, realizing it’s all lost, buries his face in the mat and taps.
James Eastwood: IT’S OVER!!!
The ref calls for the bell. The crowd goes apeshit. Cliff falls to his knees. He smiles exhaustedly.
Gordon Gould: Ladies and gentlemen! The winner of this contest, and FIRST EVER SIXTH DIMENSION CHAMPION, CLIFF-OF-DOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
“No Leaf Clover” begins to play. The Handler enters the ring with the belt and hands it to Cliff, who buries his face in it for a few seconds. Then he kisses it. The Handler helps him up. They shake hands and hug. The Handler raises Cliff’s hand while Cliff raises the belt with his free hand.
James Eastwood: I said this at the beginning of the tournament and I’ll say it again now: Cliff of Doom is living proof that it’s never too late to try and achieve your dreams. He start wrestling at the age of 31, trying to balance that career and teaching full time. He was fired from teaching and force to work at CVS to make ends meet while living in his in-law’s basement. But he never lost faith and never gave up, and look where that perseverance brought him. He’s now the first ever champion of The Sixth Dimension!
Troy Miller: This feel good stuff is gonna make me sick. I can’t bear to watch it. I’m done. I have a private plane to Cape Cod to catch.
The sound of a headset hitting the broadcast table can be heard.
James Eastwood: Thank God. Now we can REALLY end on a good note.
Core crawls out of the ring and starts crawling up his aisle before he finally has the strength to try and limp up his ramp. He looks back at the celebration in the ring forlorn, disbelieving his misfortune. To make matters worse, some fans are pelting him with garbage.
Tina McManus enters the ring escorted by Sixth Dimension security. She gets in the ring and hugs and kisses Cliff. The cameras pick up his words to his wife.
Cliff of Doom: We did it, honey. We did it. Everything is gonna be better from here on out.
They kiss again. He climbs up on the second turnbuckle and poses for the fans with his belt raised in the air. He walks to the other corners to do the same thing. Pyro goes off and purple and orange confetti rain down from the ceiling.
James Eastwood: You couldn’t ask for a more satisfying ending to this tournament than this. Well, ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of me and everyone else who has worked to bring The Sixth Dimension to you, we’d like to thank you all for tuning in to Best of the Best. Season one is in the books, but we’ll be back for season two in the near future! I’m James Eastwood saying goodnight from The Sixth Dimension!
The last shot we see is Cliff of Doom standing on his ramp with his left arm around Tina and his title draped on his right shoulder. They wave to the fans and walk up the ramp. When they got to the top, the raise their hands in the air one last time in victory before sharing a kiss and walking back through the curtain.
The show fades to black.
