Post by President Jeff on Nov 11, 2008 12:52:07 GMT -4
Overdrive starts with a recap of last weeks show and then fades into the intro video
The video ends and we go to ringside with our commentators. Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase
Chase: Welcome to Overdrive and what an exciting night we have for you here tonight.
Harvey: We just want to inform everyone that the scheduled Taipei Death Match that was to take place between Trevor Blackwell and Matt Metal has been cancelled. Matt Metal has suffered an injury last week at the hands of Sabur, so we won’t be seeing that match here tonight.
Chase: But, we will see Link taking on Katrina Olivetti for the Overdrive title. Level One take on Streets Wilson and Sabur going one on One with Jason Ricochet.
Harvey: And kicking off the night is a moonshine drinking contest between Dr. Matt and Trevor Blackwell.
We go to ringside. A table is set-up in the ring with a tablecloth draped over it. Two chairs sit on either side of the table and on the table sits two old jugs with "XXX" carved into the necks, and 6 shot glasses lined up in front of each seat.
Tony: The following match is a Moonshine Shot-for-Shot match. The competitors will alternate taking shots of moonshine until one gives up.
"Revolution Is My Name" by Pantera assaults the loudspeakers as the lights go down and blue and white strobe lights illuminate the stage. Everybody's Hero, The Hardcore Icon, "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell appears, his Singapore Cane clutched in his hand, his arms outstretched in the Trademark Blackwell Crucifix Pose as gouts of blue ghost flame erupt from the stage on either side of him, the crowd exploding to a deafening roar with the blue and white strobes spreading out across the arena. The Hardcore Icon struts down the aisle, going back and forth from one side of the runway to the other, slapping hands and pounding fists with his rabidly loyal fans. He reaches the ring and slides under the bottom rope to scale each turnbuckle respectively, striking his Crucifix pose for every facet of the crowd before stepping into the middle of the ring and raising his Sinapore Cane over his head, one more gout of ghost flame erupting from each of the four posts.
Chase: Trevor appears to be in much better shape than last week.
Harvey: His eyes look awfully red though. That could have something to do with it.
Trevor takes a seat at the table and lays his cane across his lap. The lights dim and Eminem's voice comes over the loud speaker, "Get your ass up for the Doctor, one more time, get your ass up for the Doctor". "Encore" continues to play as Dr. Matt steps into a spotlight shining in the entry way. Dr. Matt is still wearing a neck brace. He slowly makes his way down to the ring and then rolls in under the bottom rope. He gets up and holds the back of his neck as he forgoes posing on the ropes to just take a seat across from Trevor. The two stare each other down as two referees take each of the jugs and pour the shots out for Trevor and Matt.
Harvey: You'd think they'd be able to take more than six shots.
Chase: Well, they can reuse the glasses if they want but I doubt they will since that moonshine is probably about 99% pure alcohol.
Harvey: What's the other one percent?
Chase: Depending on who made it, I'd say rat poison.
The referees ask both Blackwell and Doc if they are ready. Trevor nods, Dr. Matt tries to nod, then just says "Yes". The bell rings.
Dr. Matt, drunk and angry, just stares at Trevor. Trevor grips his Singapore Cane tightly and asks Dr. Matt if he wants to do something about it. Dr. Matt just smiles, and picks up his own bottle of real moonshine. He takes a swig from the bottle, then smiles at Trevor. Then, Dr. Matt pulls a lighter out of his pocket, lighting it as he raises it to his lips, and he spits a fireball at Trevor!
Chase: Holy crap.
Trevor managed to duck the fireball and doesn't get singed, but the alcohol soaked into the table cloth bursts into flames and the whole table is engulfed in flames. Dr. Matt takes a step back and looks for Trevor, but the fire's too bright to see past. Then, all of a sudden, Trevor Blackwell bursts out from under the table cloth and grabs a hold of Dr. Matt. He tries to pick him up for a Full Throttle, but Dr. Matt drunkenly elbows Trevor a few times and shoves him away. Trevor goes to attack again, but Dr. Matt chooses flight over fight and he jumps clear over the top rope and lands on the ground rolling. He gets to his feet, holding his neck, and he half stumbles, half runs up the ramp, cursing at Blackwell the whole time. Trevor, meanwhile, is screaming at Matt to get back in the ring and fight him. Dr. Matt just flips Trevor off as he disappears behind the curtain as the ring crew puts the fire out in the ring. Trevor Blackwell stomps around the ring, cursing, as we go to commercial.
The video ends and we go to ringside with our commentators. Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase
Chase: Welcome to Overdrive and what an exciting night we have for you here tonight.
Harvey: We just want to inform everyone that the scheduled Taipei Death Match that was to take place between Trevor Blackwell and Matt Metal has been cancelled. Matt Metal has suffered an injury last week at the hands of Sabur, so we won’t be seeing that match here tonight.
Chase: But, we will see Link taking on Katrina Olivetti for the Overdrive title. Level One take on Streets Wilson and Sabur going one on One with Jason Ricochet.
Harvey: And kicking off the night is a moonshine drinking contest between Dr. Matt and Trevor Blackwell.
We go to ringside. A table is set-up in the ring with a tablecloth draped over it. Two chairs sit on either side of the table and on the table sits two old jugs with "XXX" carved into the necks, and 6 shot glasses lined up in front of each seat.
Tony: The following match is a Moonshine Shot-for-Shot match. The competitors will alternate taking shots of moonshine until one gives up.
"Revolution Is My Name" by Pantera assaults the loudspeakers as the lights go down and blue and white strobe lights illuminate the stage. Everybody's Hero, The Hardcore Icon, "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell appears, his Singapore Cane clutched in his hand, his arms outstretched in the Trademark Blackwell Crucifix Pose as gouts of blue ghost flame erupt from the stage on either side of him, the crowd exploding to a deafening roar with the blue and white strobes spreading out across the arena. The Hardcore Icon struts down the aisle, going back and forth from one side of the runway to the other, slapping hands and pounding fists with his rabidly loyal fans. He reaches the ring and slides under the bottom rope to scale each turnbuckle respectively, striking his Crucifix pose for every facet of the crowd before stepping into the middle of the ring and raising his Sinapore Cane over his head, one more gout of ghost flame erupting from each of the four posts.
Chase: Trevor appears to be in much better shape than last week.
Harvey: His eyes look awfully red though. That could have something to do with it.
Trevor takes a seat at the table and lays his cane across his lap. The lights dim and Eminem's voice comes over the loud speaker, "Get your ass up for the Doctor, one more time, get your ass up for the Doctor". "Encore" continues to play as Dr. Matt steps into a spotlight shining in the entry way. Dr. Matt is still wearing a neck brace. He slowly makes his way down to the ring and then rolls in under the bottom rope. He gets up and holds the back of his neck as he forgoes posing on the ropes to just take a seat across from Trevor. The two stare each other down as two referees take each of the jugs and pour the shots out for Trevor and Matt.
Harvey: You'd think they'd be able to take more than six shots.
Chase: Well, they can reuse the glasses if they want but I doubt they will since that moonshine is probably about 99% pure alcohol.
Harvey: What's the other one percent?
Chase: Depending on who made it, I'd say rat poison.
The referees ask both Blackwell and Doc if they are ready. Trevor nods, Dr. Matt tries to nod, then just says "Yes". The bell rings.
MOONSHINE SHOT-FOR-SHOT "MATCH": Trevor Blackwell vs. Dr. Matt
The two stare at each other longer. Eventually, Trevor reaches out for a shot glass in front of him, but then Dr. Matt quickly snatches one, takes the shot, and slams the glass upside down on the table. He makes a "damn, that was strong" face and exhales sharply. Trevor rolls his eyes and slowly sips on his shot, before tipping it back and drinking it down. Trevor gags and shudders.
Chase: Maybe if they were going back and forth on bong rips, this'd be an even match up but Trevor doesn't really have a stomach for alcohol.
Dr. Matt laughs and takes another shot. Again, he looks disgusted, but quickly reposes himself and sits pompously across from Trevor. Trevor slowly reaches out for another glass and tips it down his throat. He starts coughing and pounding his fist on the table.
The two go back and forth like this. Dr. Matt quickly takes his shot but Trevor takes his time and nearly throws up with each one. Shortly enough, all the glasses are empty. Trevor has put his head down on the table, while even Dr. Matt appears to have trouble balancing on his chair. The referee goes to fill up another shot glass for Dr. Matt, but Doc stops him. The ref asks if he quits, but Dr. Matt says no. Dr. Matt then pulls a collapsable cup out of his pocket. He sets it up, and the thing has to be able to hold at least a pint of liquid. Dr. Matt then snatches the jug out of the referee's hand and he tops up the glass. He then tips the cup back and chugs it down. He slams the cup to the table, and his eyes instantly just glaze over.
Harvey: That man must have a liver made out of stone.
Dr. Matt then fills the cup up again, this time spilling a lot on the table, and then pushes the cup to Trevor. Trevor lifts his head and looks at the cup, and supresses vomit. He slowly sits up, and he just stares at the cup. He mouths the words "I'm not drinking that". The referee asks him if he quits, but Trevor shakes his head. He then grabs his own bottle of moonshine and raises it the air like he's about to toast, then he tips the bottle back and starts to chug out of it.
Chase: He's crazy. He's going to kill himself.
Blackwell, not used to chugging, does take his sweet time with this, but at first, Dr. Matt just stares on in disbelief. But then, he cocks an eyebrow and quickly reaches across the table and snatches the jug out of Trevor's hand. Dr. Matt quickly takes a swig, then his face turns to one that's enraged. He hands the jug to the referee and says "It's water!" The referee sniffs the jug, then takes a swig himself, and he agrees. He calls for the bell.
Harvey: Trevor was drinking water this whole time!
Trevor gets to his feet, sober as a bird and shrugs, laughing at Dr. Matt.
Tony: The winner of this match, due to disqualification, is Dr. Matt!
The two stare at each other longer. Eventually, Trevor reaches out for a shot glass in front of him, but then Dr. Matt quickly snatches one, takes the shot, and slams the glass upside down on the table. He makes a "damn, that was strong" face and exhales sharply. Trevor rolls his eyes and slowly sips on his shot, before tipping it back and drinking it down. Trevor gags and shudders.
Chase: Maybe if they were going back and forth on bong rips, this'd be an even match up but Trevor doesn't really have a stomach for alcohol.
Dr. Matt laughs and takes another shot. Again, he looks disgusted, but quickly reposes himself and sits pompously across from Trevor. Trevor slowly reaches out for another glass and tips it down his throat. He starts coughing and pounding his fist on the table.
The two go back and forth like this. Dr. Matt quickly takes his shot but Trevor takes his time and nearly throws up with each one. Shortly enough, all the glasses are empty. Trevor has put his head down on the table, while even Dr. Matt appears to have trouble balancing on his chair. The referee goes to fill up another shot glass for Dr. Matt, but Doc stops him. The ref asks if he quits, but Dr. Matt says no. Dr. Matt then pulls a collapsable cup out of his pocket. He sets it up, and the thing has to be able to hold at least a pint of liquid. Dr. Matt then snatches the jug out of the referee's hand and he tops up the glass. He then tips the cup back and chugs it down. He slams the cup to the table, and his eyes instantly just glaze over.
Harvey: That man must have a liver made out of stone.
Dr. Matt then fills the cup up again, this time spilling a lot on the table, and then pushes the cup to Trevor. Trevor lifts his head and looks at the cup, and supresses vomit. He slowly sits up, and he just stares at the cup. He mouths the words "I'm not drinking that". The referee asks him if he quits, but Trevor shakes his head. He then grabs his own bottle of moonshine and raises it the air like he's about to toast, then he tips the bottle back and starts to chug out of it.
Chase: He's crazy. He's going to kill himself.
Blackwell, not used to chugging, does take his sweet time with this, but at first, Dr. Matt just stares on in disbelief. But then, he cocks an eyebrow and quickly reaches across the table and snatches the jug out of Trevor's hand. Dr. Matt quickly takes a swig, then his face turns to one that's enraged. He hands the jug to the referee and says "It's water!" The referee sniffs the jug, then takes a swig himself, and he agrees. He calls for the bell.
Harvey: Trevor was drinking water this whole time!
Trevor gets to his feet, sober as a bird and shrugs, laughing at Dr. Matt.
Tony: The winner of this match, due to disqualification, is Dr. Matt!
Dr. Matt, drunk and angry, just stares at Trevor. Trevor grips his Singapore Cane tightly and asks Dr. Matt if he wants to do something about it. Dr. Matt just smiles, and picks up his own bottle of real moonshine. He takes a swig from the bottle, then smiles at Trevor. Then, Dr. Matt pulls a lighter out of his pocket, lighting it as he raises it to his lips, and he spits a fireball at Trevor!
Chase: Holy crap.
Trevor managed to duck the fireball and doesn't get singed, but the alcohol soaked into the table cloth bursts into flames and the whole table is engulfed in flames. Dr. Matt takes a step back and looks for Trevor, but the fire's too bright to see past. Then, all of a sudden, Trevor Blackwell bursts out from under the table cloth and grabs a hold of Dr. Matt. He tries to pick him up for a Full Throttle, but Dr. Matt drunkenly elbows Trevor a few times and shoves him away. Trevor goes to attack again, but Dr. Matt chooses flight over fight and he jumps clear over the top rope and lands on the ground rolling. He gets to his feet, holding his neck, and he half stumbles, half runs up the ramp, cursing at Blackwell the whole time. Trevor, meanwhile, is screaming at Matt to get back in the ring and fight him. Dr. Matt just flips Trevor off as he disappears behind the curtain as the ring crew puts the fire out in the ring. Trevor Blackwell stomps around the ring, cursing, as we go to commercial.