Because there ain't no way that anyone will pay for the prices for your steaks!
by Jason (DWF Strikezone World Champion)
Crymzon now rolls towards the ring apron, before Pandora runs to give him another chair, whatever does he have in mind this time, as he climbs the top turnbuckle, he then waits and shouts for Jason to get up, surely he has something big, Jason then tries and pushes himself onto his feet, but with the mangled mess, it's finding to be difficult! But Crymzon then said "fuck it" before leaping off, throws the chair down at Jason and another seated senton! Jason is not having a great night so far, let me tell you!
Crowd: That was awesome!
This clearly had "Carnage" written all over it, from Jason's perspective, he needs to get back into this match, but at the minute, he is in the heap of mess which is a ladder, table and chair, with Crymzon feeling the effects of that seated senton too! Crymzon now rolls over, gingerly holding his calves, before pulling himself up on the ropes, hanging on the top rope, he glances across to see that Jason is not even moving an inch, he hobbles over and puts a stomp to him, before picking him up from the rubble and throwing him outside the ring. He then goes to the other side and picks up a ladder which was leaning against the corner of the ring, before sliding it under the ring. He then sees that Jason is starting to get up, so he runs over, slides the ladder in front and hits a baseball slide dropkick onto the ladder, which hits Jason in the face, sending him crashing into the barrier. Jason clearly felt the pain shoot through his ribs, as Crymzon now begins to set up the ladder, he then walks over and throws a chair into Jason, who blocked it, before getting a kick in the left thigh, then thrown into the ring apron, before a chop block sent the big man down!
Crymzon now decides to climb up the ladder, but with each step, he feels the pinch from the landing he took from the senton off the ladder. Jason begins to pull himself back up onto the apron, not happy in the slightest as a result of that, but then slides back into the ring, Crymzon still climbing, with each step, he feels the pain, but the World Television title is still shining above both men, as who will walk out with the title? Jason then steps onto the apron, gingerly, before walking over towards the top turnbuckle. He then slowly climbs up the turnbuckle, standing on one leg as Crymzon continues his climb, as he slowly reaches out to touch the belt, as his fingers are touching the belt, Jason launched himself off, a one legged launched Missile Dropkick, sent Crymzon flying off the ladder, crashing throat first onto the top rope, as Jason was still hurting from the leg injury earlier, but would rather take a huge risk in order to become the inaugural World Television Champion of the DWF.
Fans: HOLY SHIT!!
JR: Jason took a huge gamble here, that may have been his last opportunity to pull out some offence!
King: Just when you thought Crymzon would be celebrating here tonight, Jason pulled that rabbit out of the hat, the only thing is, can he capitalise? I don't know if he has enough left in the tank! Even with his stamina!
As Crymzon is holding his throat, Jason is rolling towards the apron, before grabbing that mangled chair, he then pushed himself up on the top turnbuckle, cursing along the way, as he wanted to fight through the pain, as Crymzon pulled himself up on his feet, he didn't have enough time to get out of the way as Jason hit another dropkick, this time with a chair to the face too! Jason looking to pull out the stops, but he crashes back down, maybe going to the well once too often may cost him dearly! Crymzon now after being caught in the throat on the top rope, has to tend with a chair to the face, but he isn't in as much of a tizz as Jason, who with the cramped leg, is trying to fight through the pain.