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Last Week’s Wrestling Night in the Heartland Results:
-MATCH #1: Women’s Tag Team Champions Jill Berg Enterprises defeated The Working Girls in a non-title match.
-Update on Jennifer Colton’s trip to Japan to wrestle with her family.
-Kellie Burkowski interviews Cary Stevens (The Stevens Dynasty).  Cary’s pissed and the Stevens Dynasty are going to take it out on No Quarter tonight.
-No Quarter responds from backstage.  Bracken Krueger says “Let’s go kill them.”  Daryn Thompson agrees.
-MATCH #2: No Quarter defeated The Stevens Dynasty via DQ to retain the MVW Tag Team Titles.
-Post-match, Daryn Thompson comes to the aid of Bracken Krueger after he’s been knocked out. She gets taken down by the Stevens, The Alabama Gang runs down to make the save, and MVW Security separates everyone.
-Kellie catches up with The Alabama Gang’s ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson after the brawl.  Dickinson is furious and says the Stevens were lucky security kept them apart.
-MATCH #3: Women’s Champion Victoria McGill defeated Yosemite Samantha in a non-title match.
-Post-match, the returning Jennifer Colton comes out on stage and there’s a staredown.
-Kellie interviews No Quarter and they are pissed.  Krueger calls it war. Thompson says there’ll be no quarter when it comes to getting back at the Stevens.
-MAIN EVENT: ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson defeated Luke Woods of the Sports Entertainment Corporation to retain the MVW Title.
-Post-match, Dickinson is attacked by the new SEC tag team of Gator Bates and The Alabama Kid. Then backstage, it kicks off again between the other members of the Alabama Gang and the Stevens Dynasty with No Quarter running in as the show ends.

Cue the pyro…

Missouri Valley Wrestling
Wrestling Night in the Heartland
McLeod Center
Cedar Falls, Iowa
Tuesday January 30th, 2024


Announcers: Thunderbolt Smith and ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall

Backstage Interviewer: Kellie Burkowski

Ring Announcer: Heather Cooper

MVW… MVW… MVW…

Opening:
The vibrant pyrotechnics erupted around the McLeod Center, a cascade of color reflecting off the half-full sea of excited faces. The camera zigzagged through the crowd, capturing signs hoisted high and expressions alight with anticipation. At the broadcast table, Thunderbolt Smith’s composed voice cut through the din, his demeanor as steady as ever.

“Welcome everyone to tonight’s extravaganza,” he boomed, the microphone catching the calm authority in his tone. Beside him, ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall’s eyes sparkled, a slight edge of excitement betraying his otherwise professional exterior.

“Can’t wait to get started, Thunderbolt,” Hall chimed in, a grin tugging at his lips before they both turned their attention to the ring.

MATCH #1: Jennifer Colton vs. Kelly Lynn Smith
In the squared circle stood Heather Cooper, her sultry voice wrapping around each syllable like velvet. “Ladies and gentlemen,” she began, “”our first match will be…”  She paused dramatically as the audience instinctively roared back, “ONE FALL!”

“Introducing first, already in the ring, Kelly Lynn Smith!”

Nodding approvingly, Heather gestured to Kelly Lynn Smith, who bounced on the balls of her feet, ready for action.

“And her opponent…”

Then the iconic chords of “Heartache Tonight” thundered over the PA system, signaling Jennifer Colton’s return. The crowd erupted as Colton bounded down the ramp, her connection palpable as she slapped outstretched hands, her smile infectious.

“She is the former MVW Women’s Champion… JENNIFER COLTON!”


Jennifer Colton

AGE: 22 / HT: 5’6″ WT: 130 / HOME: Evansville, IN
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: Technical / FIN: Colton Clutch 2 (Lebell lock, but with cobra clutch grip instead of crossface)

“Colton’s back from Japan, and she looks better than ever, Rick,” Thunderbolt observed, his voice an even-keeled river amidst the chaos.

“Definitely, Thunderbolt. That tour might just be the game-changer she needed,” Hall replied, barely containing his enthusiasm as the bell echoed its clarion call to commence.

“And that’s going to do it. Jennifer Colton wins in impressive fashion here tonight!” Thunderbolt declared, his voice steady yet laced with admiration for the victor’s performance.

“Reminds me of what happened to Tori McGill last year when she went to Japan,” Hall noted, shaking his head in approval. “A few weeks there, and she came back transformed.  Tonight, Colton showed a technical mastery that’s become her trademark. She was gutsy, her every move feisty and calculated, slipping through Kelly Lynn Smith’s defenses with a fluidity that spoke volumes of her recent experience abroad.

“Pure technical prowess right there,” Thunderbolt praised, his commentary painting a vivid picture of the match.

“Absolutely, she’s got the spirit of a champion,” Hall added, ‘I’m sure Victoria McGill was watching closely.”

“Speaking of Tori McGill, she defends the Women’s Title against Jennifer Colton next week!” Thunderbolt announced, the excitement finally seeping into his voice as he leaned into the mic.

“Can’t wait to see that,” Hall agreed, nodding emphatically.

“Stay with us, folks,” Thunderbolt said, his gaze sweeping across the animated crowd. “We’ll be right back after this commercial break.”

HOW

High Octane Wrestling

The screen flickered back to life, the familiar theme music of MVW thundering in the background as the camera panned across the roaring crowd. Thunderbolt Smith’s steady voice cut through the cacophony.

“Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen! What a lineup we have for you tonight,” he announced, his tone brimming with the kind of controlled excitement that only a seasoned play-by-play voice could muster. Beside him, ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall nodded emphatically, his eyes alight with anticipation.

“Absolutely, Thunderbolt!” Hall chimed in, barely containing his enthusiasm. “We’ve got The Kings of the Wild Frontier taking on The Alabama Gang in a #3 versus #4 contender’s match, not to mention Adam Ellis vs. Buckshot Henderson with another #3 versus #4 matchup.”

“And let’s not forget,” Thunderbolt added, “the MVW Women’s Champions Jill Berg Enterprises will be showcasing their dominance in the ring tonight. But first, let’s send it to the back where Kellie Burkowski is standing by with The Alabama Gang.”

Kellie Burkowski Interviews The Alabama Gang
The scene shifted seamlessly to the backstage area, where Kellie Burkowski stood between R.G. Jenkins and Mark Hendry. Sunny O’Callahan was close by, her presence unmistakable with the glint of the Southern Comfort bottle in her hand. Kellie, with her trademark professionalism, directed her question to Jenkins.

“R.G., the end of last year was tough for The Alabama Gang. How do you plan to turn things around tonight against The Kings of the Wild Frontier?”

Jenkins, a grizzled veteran whose eyes told stories of countless battles, ran a hand through his hair before answering. “Kellie, ain’t no denying that 2023 left us wanting more,” he admitted, his Southern drawl thick with sincerity. “But that’s history. Tonight, Mark and I aim to set things right. We’ve got nothing but respect for Boone Daniels and Crockett Davies, but respect don’t win matches.”

Sunny, ever the silent supporter, nodded solemnly, taking a slow sip from her bottle, her eyes never leaving Jenkins.

“Once that bell sounds,” Jenkins continued, “it’s all business. And in the business of wrestling, The Alabama Gang doesn’t settle for second best.”

As Kellie thanked them for their time, the camera slid over to capture The Kings of the Wild Frontier. Boone Daniels and Crockett Davies stood shoulder to shoulder, their rugged exteriors like chiseled statues of determination.

Kings of the Wild Frontier Segment
Boone Daniels and Crockett Davies get dressed in their rooms for tonight’s showdown.

“Our opponents tonight mentioned respect, Boone. Does that change our approach at all?” Crockett asked, shifting his attention.

Daniels, his voice gravelly yet precise, shook his head. “Respect is earned and we’ve earned every ounce of it. But the ring ain’t a place for niceties.” He glanced at Davies, who gave a curt nod in agreement.

“Tonight,” Daniels declared, his gaze steady and unwavering, “respect won’t mean a damn thing when we prove why The Kings of the Wild Frontier are the next big thing in MVW. Victory is the only outcome we’re here for.”

With that final statement hanging in the air, the camera cut away, leaving viewers with the promise of an epic showdown as Thunderbolt and Hall prepared them for the imminent clash of titans.

Kellie Interviews Buckshot Henderson
Kellie Burkowski stood in the dimly lit corridor, her blonde hair gleaming under the harsh lights, a microphone clutched firmly in her hand. Next to her was Buckshot Henderson, the South Carolina native with a steely gaze and rugged jawline that spoke of countless battles inside the squared circle. His manager, Lillie Mae—a woman with an iron will etched onto her face—wrapped her arm around his broad shoulders protectively.

“Adam Ellis is a man who’s got my attention,” Buckshot began, his voice raspy but confident. “He’s been ridin’ high, but tonight, he’s in my sights.”

Lillie Mae leaned in, her lips curling into a half-smirk as she addressed the camera directly. “And when that bell sounds, make no mistake about it,” she declared, “Buckshot’s gonna be standin’ tall, arm raised in victory. That’s good for us, good for Buckshot, and bad news for anyone else. Just think about it.”

With those ominous words still echoing, the scene cut sharply back to the broadcast table where Thunderbolt Smith and ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall were poised, ready to dissect the upcoming confrontation.

“High stakes tonight, Rick,” Thunderbolt said, his voice steady and calm as he turned to his colleague.

“Absolutely, Thunderbolt.” Hall’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “The Alabama Gang, seasoned warriors of the ring, they’ve seen it all, done it all. But tonight, they face The Kings of the Wild Frontier—hungry young lions looking to claim their territory.”

“Experience versus youth, cunning against raw ambition,” Thunderbolt added, nodding thoughtfully. “It’s a classic matchup, and it’s anyone’s guess who’ll come out on top.”

“Fans at home,” Hall continued, leaning forward, a grin spreading across his face, “you won’t want to miss this. These teams are going head to head for the shot at being number three contenders, and neither is gonna back down without a fight.”

“Indeed,” Thunderbolt concurred, glancing at the camera with an even gaze. “The Alabama Gang or The Kings of the Wild Frontier—who will rise? We’ll find out right after this commercial break.”

As the screen faded to black, the anticipation built, leaving viewers on the edge of their seats for what promised to be an unforgettable clash in MVW history.

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PRIME

“We are back,” Thunderbolt said from the broadcast table, “and it is time for our next match.  Let’s go to Heather Cooper in the ring.”

MATCH #2-#3 vs. #4 MEN’S TAG TEAM: #3 Kings of the Wild Frontier vs. #4 The Alabama Gang
Heather Cooper stood center ring, her sultry voice cutting through the electrified atmosphere. “Our next match will be…” Her words hung in the air, a live wire waiting to spark.

“ONE FALL!” The crowd erupted, their unified shout reverberating off the arena walls. As if on cue, Chris Janson’s “White Trash” blared over the PA system, and a thick fog rolled onto the stage.

Through the haze, Sunny O’Callahan emerged like a vision from a bygone era of Southern rock, bottle of Southern Comfort gripped tightly in hand. She was flanked by the indomitable R.G. Jenkins and the towering Mark Hendry—their presence commanding, their expressions hardened by battles past. “2-time MVW Tag Team Champions… R.G. Jenkins… Mark Hendry… THE ALABAMA GANG!” Heather announced with flourish.


The Alabama Gang

R.G. Jenkins
AGE: 40 / HT: 5’ 11”  WT: 242 / HOME: Monroeville, AL
ALIGN: Tweener / STYLE: Brawler / FIN: Cobra Claw submission
Mark Hendry
AGE: 26 / HT: 6′ 2″ WT: 230 / HOME: Enterprise, AL
ALIGN: Tweener/ STYLE: Brawler / FIN: The Alabama Slam
Valet: Sunny O’Callahan
She dresses in the fashion of a female background singer from a late seventies Southern rock band
AGE: 25 / HT: 5’8” WT: 89 / HOME: San Diego, CA

The crowd’s roar swelled as Jenkins, Hendry, and Sunny struck poses atop the stage, embodying the confidence of champions. With Sunny leading the charge, they descended the ramp, each step met by flashes of camera lights and the adulation of fans hungry for action.

“And their opponents,” Heather continued, her voice rising over the crescendo of anticipation. The opening riff of Big and Rich’s “Ride a Horse, Save a Cowboy” cut sharply through the din, signaling the arrival of Boone Daniels and Crockett Davies. The Kings of the Wild Frontier strode out, tipping their hats to the crowd that chanted their names.

“Boone Daniels… Crockett Davies… they are the KINGS OF THE WILD FRONTIER!” Heather’s introduction sent another wave of excitement through the audience as the duo made their way down the ramp, eyes locked on the ring and the challenge that awaited.

Kings of the Wild Frontier


Boone Daniels
AGE: 20 / HT: 6’ 3” WT: 200 / HOME: Boonesborough, KY
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: Technical  / FIN: Shotgun Lariat

Crockett Davies
AGE: 22 / HT: 6’ 2” WT: 205 / HOME: Greene County, TN
ALIGN: Face  / STYLE: Brawler/Fighter / FIN: Shotgun Lariat

“Let’s not forget, folks,” Thunderbolt Smith interjected, his even-keeled voice a calm amid the storm, “this is a #3 vs. #4 contender’s match in the MVW Tag Team Division.”

The bell rang, and the arena came alive with the sounds of a classic tag team showdown.

“…THREE!” Thunderbolt’s voice marked the decisive moment. “THE ALABAMA GANG WIN AND MOVE UP TO #3 IN THE RANKINGS!”

“WHAT A MATCH!” exclaimed ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall, his voice betraying a rare hint of excitement as he witnessed the sheer determination that had unfolded before him.

Amidst the roar of the crowd, Jenkins and Hendry soaked in the victory, their sweat glistening under the spotlights. The two warriors shared a look of triumph, knowing they’d overcome yet another hurdle in their storied careers.

Sunny O’Callahan, the perennial firebrand, snatched the microphone from Heather Cooper. She addressed the crowd, her Southern drawl tinged with defiance and a promise of retribution. “The Alabama Gang haven’t forgotten what the Stevens Dynasty did last week,” she declared, referencing the unscheduled attack that had left fans in shock at the end of last week’s show.

“And let me remind y’all,” Sunny continued, her gaze piercing the camera lens as if staring down the Stevens family themselves, “Jenkins and Hendry won’t forget. When we knock you out of the #1 contender’s spot, we’re gonna do what you can’t do—beat No Quarter.”

The crowd’s cheers reached a fever pitch as Sunny dropped the mic, the Alabama Gang’s statement echoing through the arena long after the sound faded away.

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Sanctioned Violence Organization

Kellie interviews Adam Ellis
As the backstage door creaked open, a tangible sense of excitement filled the air. The low hum of chatter and the hustle and bustle of crew members and wrestlers preparing for their matches was almost drowned out by the electric buzz of anticipation. Kellie Burkowski, her golden locks cascading over her shoulders like a shimmering waterfall, made her way towards the stage with purpose. Her piercing blue eyes were full of earnest curiosity, reflecting the glimmering lights around her. In one hand, she held a sleek microphone, ready to captivate the audience with her words. As she squared up to the camera with confidence and poise, the room fell silent in awe of her presence.

“MVW fans, I’m here with Adam Ellis who’s just made his return to MVW,” Kellie began, the blonde hair framing her face slightly swaying as she turned to Adam. “Welcome back.”

“Thank you, Kellie.” Adam replied in a low-key, modest Midwestern tone of a voice.

“Adam, you’ve had some time away from MVW. What brings you back to the fold?”

Adam squared his shoulders as he faced Kellie. The air around him seemed to charge with purpose.

“Kellie, there’s no better place to sharpen your skills than right here in MVW,” Adam declared, his voice resonating with conviction.

“So you haven’t left PRIME?”

“No, I will stay in PRIME but I can get a little more wrestling reps here in MVW,” Adam explained. “But, I want to be clear… I didn’t come back just to learn; I came back for gold—the MVW Title gold.”

He leaned in a bit closer, his words measured yet brimming with an unquenchable hunger. “I’ve tasted championship glory before, and it’s about time I got another run with the belt. Buckshot is just the beginning.”

Adam’s eyes seemed to ignite with a fiery determination. “After I take care of Buckshot Henderson tonight, Ricky Stevens, you’re on notice. Luke Woods, you better be ready because I’m coming. And ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson…” He paused for a brief moment, allowing the gravity of his statement to sink in. “My old friend… congratulations on the record. But I hope you’re prepared to fight to hold on to the title because I’m back and I’m ready for a fight.”

As Kellie nodded, thanking Adam for his time, the scene cut away to the luxuriously appointed Sports Entertainment Corporation dressing room.

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SHOOT Project

The screen flickered back to life after the commercial break, the electrified air of anticipation barely contained within the arena. Thunderbolt Smith’s authoritative voice launched into action, “We are back and let’s go back to Heather Cooper.” His tone was steady, a familiar comfort to the fans at home and in the stands.

MATCH #3-#3 vs. #4 MEN’S DIVISION: #3 Adam Ellis vs. #4 Buckshot Henderson
Heather Cooper stood in the center of the ring, her presence commanding as she seized the microphone with confidence born from nights of echoing introductions. In sultry tones that matched her curves, she announced, “”Ladies and gentlemen! Our next match will be…”

The crowd, hungry for the action, roared back in unison, “ONE FALL!”

“Introducing first,” Heather’s voice rose above the din as Rhett Akins’ “Kiss My Country Ass” tore through the PA system. Buckshot Henderson emerged, his stride full of swagger and southern pride, Lillie Mae by his side exuding a fierce loyalty.


Buckshot Henderson

AGE: 37 / HT: 6’ 2” WT: 245 / HOME: Tryon, SC
ALIGN: Tweener / STYLE: Fighter / FIN: Buckshot Lariat

The duo sauntered down the ramp; he tipped his hat to the jeering crowd, an embodiment of country defiance.

“And his opponent…” Heather continued, the anticipation reaching a fever pitch. The opening chords of Garrett Biggs’ “Mama Didn’t Raise No…” heralded the arrival of Adam Ellis. The arena erupted as he stepped out, alone but far from it with the thunderous support from the fans. Heather didn’t just speak his name; she bellowed it out, “ADAM ELLIS!”


Adam Ellis
AGE: 24 / HT: 6’ 4” WT: 226 / HOME: Kansas City, MO
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: Technical / FIN: Goodnight Kiss (Superman Punch)

The ovation swelled as Ellis strode confidently down the ramp, each step resonating with the promise of a triumphant return.

“Adam Ellis is back in MVW,” Thunderbolt acknowledged, his even-keeled voice barely containing the excitement, “and tonight he looks to move up in the rankings.”

“Sure, but don’t underestimate Buckshot Henderson,” interjected ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall, his voice tinged with the thrill that only wrestling could incite. “He’s tough and he won’t be an easy win.”

As Ellis’s hand was raised in victory, the crowd’s jubilation filled the arena, a testament to the wrestler’s enduring connection with them.

“Cross Style STF ends Buckshot Henderson’s night,” Thunderbolt says, “and Adam Ellis gets the win!”

With the promise of more to come, Thunderbolt signed off. “We’ll be back with the main event after this.”

The camera lingered for a moment on Ellis’s victorious stance before cutting away, leaving viewers eagerly awaiting the crescendo of the night’s battles.

Sports Entertainment Corporation/Jill Berg Enterprises Segment
Mr. McMann, the self-proclaimed ‘Sports Entertainment Genius,’ and Phil Finebaum, the ‘Mouthpiece of the SEC,’ were in the midst of a raucous celebration. They clinked champagne glasses and toasted the successful debut of Gator Bates and The Alabama Kid—wins over notable teams that solidified their place in MVW.


‘Sports Entertainment Genius’
Mr. McMann

“Phil, this is just the start!” McMann exclaimed, thrilled by the momentum they were building. “This is just the beginning of a Sports Entertainment takeover!”

Before Finebaum could respond, the door swung open, and in strode Jill Berg, CEO of Jill Berg Enterprises.


Jill Berg
CEO-Jill Berg Enterprises

Her diminutive frame belied the power she wielded, and the room’s energy shifted noticeably as she entered.

“Ah, Jill! Just the person I wanted to see,” McMann began.

Jill Berg Enterprises and the Sports Entertainment Corporation had an agreement to work together and help each other. But Jill was not there to exchange pleasantries or revel in their success.

With a dispassionate expression, she handed McMann a folder stuffed with documents. As he thumbed through the pages, the color drained from his face. His usually confident demeanor crumbled under the weight of the contents.

“Jill?” he finally croaked out.

“Consider this a corporate takeover,” Jill stated coolly, extending a single sheet of paper toward him. “If you resign now, this is as far as it goes.”

McMann’s eyes darted between the paper and Jill’s unwavering stare. With a resigned sigh, he scrawled his signature across the document and vacated the room without another word.

Jill turned to Phil Finebaum, who watched the proceedings with a mixture of shock and curiosity.

“Here’s your new boss,” she said.

In walked Triple R… former tag team champion with the Dark Overlords of Wrestling.


NEW “Sports Entertainment Genius”
‘The Raconteur of Road Rage’ Triple R

“Congratulations. You’ve just been promoted,” she declared, handing him the reins of power that had so suddenly been relinquished.  “You are the new Sports Entertainment Genius.”

The camera lingered for a moment on Triple R’s newly minted expression of authority before fading out, leaving the audience to ponder the implications of this seismic shift in MVW’s power structure.

Triple R patted Finebaum on the shoulder.  “We’ve got work to do.”

UPCOMING MVW HOUSE SHOWS
February 2ndHelen Stephens Sports Complex / Fulton, MO
February 3rd
Gibson Arena / Rolla, MO
February 6th
JHQ Arena / Springfield, MO
February 9th – KVPD Rec Center / Kankakee, IL
February 10th – Peoria Civic Center / Peoria, IL
February 11th – Effingham Performance Center / Effingham, IL
February 16th – United Wireless Arena / Dodge City, KS
February 17th – North Platte High School Gym / North Platte, NE
February 20th – Knapp Center / Des Moines, IA
February 23rd – York High School Gymnasium / York, NE
February 24th – Qwest Center Omaha / Omaha, NE
February 25th – Tyson Events Center / Sioux City, IA

The crowd’s energy surged back to life as the commercial break faded and Thunderbolt Smith’s commanding voice filled the arena. “Ladies and gentlemen, we’re back live for our main event of the evening!” The fans roared their anticipation, a single organism pulsing with excitement.

MATCH #4: Women’s Tag Team Champions Jill Berg Enterprises vs. The Rollins Sisters
Heather Cooper stood in the center of the ring, her brown eyes sparkling under the bright lights, a sultry smile gracing her lips. She raised the microphone, her voice husky yet clear, “Our main event will be…”

“ONE FALL!” thundered the response from the electrified audience, almost shaking the rafters of the arena.

“Introducing first,” Heather paused, allowing the suspense to build before the entrance music hit.

As the vibrant notes blasted through the speakers, Kennedi and Kelsie Rollins burst onto the stage. Their orange and blue outfits shimmered and sparkled, mirroring their infectious enthusiasm. They were met with cheers and applause; they slapped hands with fans, their faces alight with the thrill of competition. “KENNEDI AND KELSIE ROLLINS… THE ROLLINS SISTERS!”


The Rollins Sisters

Kelsie Rollins
AGE: 23 / HT: 5’ 9” WT: 130 / HOME: Denver, Colorado
ALIGN: Face  / STYLE: American / FIN: Rollins’ Wrecker
Kennedi Rollins
AGE: 20 / HT: 5’ 11”  WT: 112  / HOME: Denver, Colorado
ALIGN: Face  / STYLE: American / FIN: Reverse Tiger Driver

Heather turned to the ramp once more, her announcement preempted by the ominous *THUMP… THUMP… THUMP-THUMP-THUMP* that heralded the arrival of a force to be reckoned with. Jill Berg emerged, power personified, flanked by her imposing security detail and the menacing figure of Prisoner #034291.


Jill Berg
CEO of Jill Berg Enterprises

“Sheline Carrigan… Madison Miller… JILL BERG ENTERPRISES!” The trio exuded confidence as they strode down the ramp, an air of dominance surrounding them, the crowd reacting with a mixture of awe and trepidation.


Jill Berg Enterprises
CEO: Jill Berg
AGE: 38 /HT: 5′ 4″ WT: 90 /  HOME: New York City, NY
FIN: Spinning Heel Kick
Sheline Carrigan ‘The Canadian Cyborg’
AGE: 27 / HT: 6’0″ WT: 145 / HOME:  Vilbank, SK
ALIGN: Heel / STYLE: Power-Technical / FIN: Canadian Destroyer
THEME MUSIC: “Killer”- Fist
Madison Miller
AGE: 22 HT: 5’ 11” WT: 100 / HOME: Custer, WA
ALIGN: Heel / STYLE: Technical / FIN: Cyber Blow

The bell rang and the match erupted into a cacophony of slams, roars, and the relentless ambition of gladiators clashing in the squared circle.

“Sheline Carrigan wound up and delivered a nasty right hand that extinguished Kennedi Rollins, leaving her sprawled on the canvas, the lights effectively turned out.  Jill Berg Enterprises wins,” Thunderbolt declared, his even-keeled voice carrying a note of respect for the victors while maintaining the professional detachment he was known for.

“Next week,” ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall interjected, his tone rising with excitement, “Jill Berg Enterprises defends the tag belts against Laney Harrison and McLean Oswald and MVW Women’s Champion Victoria McGill goes up against former champion Jennifer Colton in the main event.”

Speaking of Laney Harrison and McLean Oswald, they appear on the stage for an end of show staredown with their opponents next week.

Thunderbolt wrapped up the show, his words crafting the final brushstrokes of another memorable night in MVW history. “That’s all for tonight, folks. This has been an explosive edition of Missouri Valley Wrestling. Join us next week for more high-octane action. Goodnight, everyone!”

As the screen faded to black, the echoes of the night’s battles lingered, the promise of next week’s clashes already igniting the flames of anticipation.

RESULTS:
Jennifer Colton defeated Kelly Lynn Smith at 2:52
The Alabama Gang defeated The Kings of the Wild Frontier at 30:38 in a #3 vs. #4 Tag Team contender’s match
Adam Ellis defeated Buckshot Henderson at 12:28 in a #3 vs. #4 contender’s match
Women’s Tag Team Champions Jill Berg Enterprises defeated The Rollins Sisters at 7:37 in a non-title match

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