5/14-Wrestling Night in the Heartland on HOTv


Missouri Valley Wrestling
Wrestling Night in the Heartland on HOTv
Joseph J. Gentile Center
Chicago, Illinois
Tuesday May 14th, 2024

Announcers: Thunderbolt Smith and ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall

Backstage Interviewer: Kellie Burkowski

Ring Announcer: Heather Cooper


The arena erupted in deafening cheers as the lights dimmed and the familiar theme music of Wrestling Night in the Heartland began. Thunderbolt Smith’s voice boomed through the speakers, “Welcome to the Joseph J. Gentile Center in Chicago, Illinois for this week’s edition of Wrestling Night in the Heartland.” The crowd roared even louder at the mention of their beloved show.

“I am Thunderbolt Smith,” he continued, his energy palpable, “and beside me is my co-host and partner in crime, ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall.”

“Hey,” said Hall with a wave to the cameras and audience.

“We had an action-packed night ahead of us,” Thunderbolt announced, gesturing to the ring. “starting with a highly-anticipated match between Backman Taylor Powerdrive and the Rose Warriors. It was a Women’s Tag Team #3 vs. #4 contender’s match.”

“BTP had been making waves and moving up in the MVW tag team scene, but let’s not forget about the consistent performances of the Rose Warriors,” Hall added his commentary.

“And speaking of intense rivalries,” Thunderbolt interjected, “Amberley Stanton faces off against Felicia LaBarbara from Jill Berg Enterprises in a #3 vs. #4 Women’s Division contender’s match.”

“Stanton has been embroiled in a heated feud with JBE for months now, and LaBarbara is their new top singles wrestler,” Hall pointed out.

“But that’s not all,” Thunderbolt continued, his voice rising, “we also have some of MVW’s biggest names in action tonight. MVW Tag Team Champion, our reigning MVW Women’s champion Jennifer Colton will grace us with her presence, and of course, MVW champion Luke Woods will be here.”

The anticipation built as Thunderbolt sent it over to the stunning Heather Cooper standing inside the ring. She looked radiant in a sleek, form-fitting silver dress that shimmered under the lights. Her brunette hair is styled in loose waves, and she carried herself with confidence as she addresses the camera.

MATCH #1-WOMEN’S TAG TEAM #3 vs. #4 Contender’s Match: Backman Taylor Powerdrive vs. The Rose Warriors
“Good evening everyone,” she greets the audience with a dazzling smile.  “Our first match of the night will be…” Heather paused.


“Introducing first…”

Backman Taylor Powerdrive

Randi Backman
AGE: 32 / HT: 5-9 WT: 175 / HOME: Detroit, MI
ALIGN: Tweener / STYLE: Power / FIN: TCB
Fredricia Taylor
AGE: 33 / HT: 5-8 WT: 170 / HOME: Flat Rock, MI
ALIGN: Tweener / STYLE: Power / FIN: Sledgehammer (DDT)
THEME MUSIC: ‘Takin’ Care of Business’ – Bachman Turner Overdrive

The Rose Warriors

Geena the Warrior Princess
AGE: 35 / HT: 6’ 1” WT: 145 / HOME: Sioux City, IA
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: / FIN: Reverse Brainbuster
THEME MUSIC: “Theme from Xena Warrior Princess”

Eliza Rose
AGE: 24 / HT: 5’ 8” WT: 125 / HOME: Philadelphia, PA
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: / FIN: Louisville Slugger
THEME MUSIC: “Load Up the Bases”- Whiskey Falls

-It took awhile for Backman Taylor Powerdrive to escape the Non-Division and stick in the Women’s Tag Team Division. They’ve moved up to fourth in the contender’s rankings.  Tonight, they can move up to three.
-The Rose Warriors are one of MVW’s most consistent tag teams.  They’ve been a mainstay in the division but they’ve never been able to break through and win the title.
-Big match.  The Rose Warriors don’t want to slip down any further. BTP wants to be in the ascendancy.

RESULT: Backman Taylor Powerdrive win via pinfall at 8:24

-Big win for Backman Taylor Powerdrive.  They move up to #3 in the contender’s rankings.
-They are in action next on Saturday night in Lincoln, Nebraska when they take on the #2 contender’s The Hanson Sisters.

Thunderbolt then sends it out for our first commercial break of the night.

High Octane Wrestling

Sports Entertainment Corporation Interview
The camera panned slowly across the grandiose dressing room, lavish and extravagant in its display of the Sports Entertainment Corporation’s undeniable power. Gold and crimson accents adorned every inch of the walls, boasting of the SEC’s dominance in the cutthroat world of MVW. Amidst this opulence stood Corporate Sports (entertainment) Programming Nation… the official media outlet of the SEC… reporter Rebecca Morris, her golden locks immaculately styled, dressed to perfection in corporate attire that only enhanced her role as a loyal member of the SEC. Her bright eyes reflected the passion and fervor of a true believer.

Corporate Sports (entertainment) Programming Nation
Rebecca Morris

As she began her interview with ‘The Sports Entertainment Genius’ Triple R and ‘The Mouthpiece of the SEC’ Phil Feinbaum, it was clear that they were brimming with confidence and pride.


“Rebecca, we knew all along that Mark Hendry was destined for greatness,” Triple R boasted, leaning back in his chair with a smug grin on his face.

Feinbaum nodded in agreement. “Absolutely. He was being held back by the outdated ways of the Alabama Gang. But now, as part of the SEC, he can truly shine.”

“But let’s not forget, it was our superior faction that attracted him to us,” Triple R interjected.

“Of course,” Feinbaum replied, his voice dripping with arrogance. “We are the cream of the crop in this industry.”

Rebecca raised an eyebrow at this bold statement, “But what about those who claim that the SEC is just a group of egomaniacs who care more about themselves than the sport?” she asked.

Triple R let out a booming laugh, “Those are just jealous haters, Rebecca. They can’t handle our success and they’ll do anything to bring us down.”

Feinbaum added with a sly smirk, “And let’s not forget that we have Hendry now. He’s going to be a game-changer for us.”

Triple R added, “Rebecca, there’s more to the SEC than just signing the best of the best. We have a hunger for dominance and a drive to crush anyone who stands in our way-”

The door burst open…

“OH NO!” Thunderbolt exclaimed from the broadcast table, “IT’S THE ALABAMA GANG!”

Rebecca let out a startled squeal as The Alabama Gang – R.G. Jenkins, ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson, Sunny O’Callahan, and a new member who was yet to be revealed invaded the SEC’s inner sanctum.

Dickinson wasted no time in unleashing his fury on Triple R with a steel folding chair, while Sunny took down Rebecca Morris with a fierce Lou Thesz Press. The other members of the Alabama Gang joined in on the assault, leaving Hendry struggling to defend himself against their combined strength.

MVW Champion Luke Woods stormed into the fray but he too was quickly taken down by Dickinson’s brutal steel-chairshot. Feinbaum could only cower behind a nearby chair as Jenkins and the mystery man dragged him up from his hiding spot. In one swift move, Dickinson sent Feinbaum crashing through a nearby table with a savage Southern Fried Powerbomb.

Sunny snatched the microphone from Rebecca’s hand, her eyes blazing with fury. “Enough of your rambling,” she spat, turning to face the crowd. “I am pleased to announce our newest member: David Bonnett!”

The audience erupted into cheers, drowning out Rebecca’s protests.

As Bonnett joined in on the attack, he and Jenkins lifted Hendry up and put him through yet another table with a devastating double-team powerbomb.

The SEC’s dressing room was left in shambles.

ot surprised in the least at what happened.  The Alabama Gang are pretty proud folk and you knew they wouldn’t take what happened last week lightly.
-Mark Hendry may be a marked man going forward.  We’ll see if he can swim with the SEC.

Thunderbolt sent it back to Heather Cooper in the ring for match number two.

MATCH #2-NON-TITLE: MVW Tag Team Champions The Stevens Dynasty vs. Bob and Brett Murray
Bob and Brett Murray were already in the ring when introduced by Heather.  Then she brought out the MVW Tag Team Champions…

The Stevens Dynasty

Bo Stevens
AGE: 27 HT: 6’ 1” WT: 234 / HOME: Waco, TX
ALIGN: / STYLE / FIN: Rolling Cutter
THEME: “Ghost Riders in the Sky”- The Outlaws

George Stevens
AGE: 42 / HT: 6’ 5” WT: 445 / HOME: Texarkana, TX
ALIGN: / STYLE: Power / FIN: Texas Sized Slam
THEME: “Ghost Riders in the Sky”- The Outlaws

With: Manager Cary Stevens
and Scott Stevens

-Next week, Bo and George Stevens revisit their big feud with No Quarter for the MVW Tag Team title.
-Tonight, they face Bob and Brett Murray.

RESULTS: The Stevens Dynasty won via count-out at 8:29

-The Murrays hung in there as long as they could.
-The Stevens Dynasty got a good workout to get ready for No Quarter next week.

Patriarch of the Stevens Dynasty Cary Stevens has a microphone.  Thunderbolt announced that Cary would speak after this commercial break.


The Stevens Dynasty In-Ring Promo
The crowd booed as the Stevens Dynasty take center stage in the ring. Cary Stevens, the tough and proud patriarch, strides confidently with his sons Bo, George, and Scott following close behind.

Cary gripped the microphone tightly, an intense glint in his eyes. “Y’all see what happened there! Another victory for Bo and George! But next week, y’all know there’s more at stake. No Quarter keep talkin’ a big game and they fail every time they try. I ain’t afraid ‘cause my boys are ready for anything No Quarter throw at them.”

Cary paused for the booing.

“Next week,” he continued, his voice dripping with disdain, “we’ll show those punks what it really means to be champions. They ain’t got a chance against us.”

Bo and George nod in agreement behind him, their muscles flexing in anticipation for the upcoming match.

Cary’s face twists into a fierce scowl. “Next time, you both might want to watch your mouth before Bo and George knock your teeth out. You think you’re so tough? The Stevens Dynasty don’t think we’re tough, we know we’re tough.”

The crowd explodes into more jeers.

“Next week,” he growls, “we’ll see who comes out on top. But one thing’s for sure, No Quarter will be leaving with our boot prints firmly lodged in their asses.”

Cary slams his microphone down on the mat with a finality that echoes throughout the arena.

Back to Thunderbolt who turned and sent it backstage to Kellie Burkowski.

Kellie Burkowski Interview with ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson and Sunny O’Callahan
Kellie Burkowski, the confident 24-year-old backstage interviewer for MVW, sashayed onto the stage with her signature blonde locks cascading down her back and piercing blue eyes fixed on her next interview. She introduced ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson, the former MVW Champion, whose imposing figure and rugged features made him a formidable presence, and Sunny O’Callahan, whose frizzy blonde hair and 1970’s-inspired outfit gave off a rebellious aura, like she was ready to join a Southern rock band at any moment.

The tension in the room was palpable as Kellie wasted no time getting down to business. She directed her first question to Dickinson about Mark Hendry’s shocking betrayal of The Alabama Gang last week. With a sneer on his face, Dickinson declared, “Hendry ain’t nothing but a weak-minded fool easily swayed by money and girls.”

Kellie raised an eyebrow in and pressed further, “You brought in David Bonnett to replace Hendry. The fans seem to think he could be a real good replacement.” She couldn’t help but notice the fierce glint in Bonnett’s eyes during his debut earlier.

Dickinson’s expression hardened at the mention of Bonnett. “That fella’s got some fire in him,” he told Burkowski with a hint of grudging admiration. “He’s gonna fit right in with us.”

Kellie then prodded Dickinson about his upcoming match against current MVW Champion Luke Woods. She couldn’t resist asking about the rumored involvement of SEC in next week’s match.

Dickinson let out a rough laugh that sent shivers down Kellie’s spine. “I hope they stay outta my business so I can deliver a proper Southern Fried Powerbomb to that Luke Woods and claim that title once again,” he growled with unwavering confidence.

“Thanks Bill.”

Back to Thunderbolt. He noted that a bruised up Sports Entertainment Corporation have come down to the ring.

Sports Entertainment Corporation In-Ring Promo
The ring was still reverberating from the earlier chaos as ‘Sports Entertainment Genius’ Triple R, with a mix of rage and disbelief etched across his face, stood center stage. The Chicago crowd showered them with jeers, their disdain for the Sports Entertainment Corporation palpable in the electric air of the arena. Phil Feinbaum, always the orator, leaned against the ropes, microphone in hand, his expression one of smug indignation.

“Chicago, you witness sacrilege tonight!” Triple R’s voice boomed through the speakers, cutting through the cacophony of boos like a knife. He brandished a sheaf of papers above his head, the so-called ‘script’ of the evening’s events. “This here is the sacred text of our sport, and there ain’t a single word about the Alabama Gang laying their hands on us without the sanctity of agreement!”

The fans’ uproar intensified, some hurling colorful insults, others waving dismissive hands. Triple R’s nostrils flared as he continued, “I demand justice! Ray McAvay, get out here and set things right!”

As if on cue, the arena lights dimmed before focusing on the entrance ramp where Ray McAvay emerged to a hero’s welcome. The no-nonsense owner of MVW walked with purpose, his eyes never leaving the ring as the cheers swelled around him.

“MVW does not use scripts,” McAvay declared, his voice steady and stern, echoing off the rafters and silencing the crowd. Without another word, he turned on his heel and retreated to the back, leaving stunned silence from the SEC in his wake.

Feinbaum seized the moment, “Just who do these Alabama Gang think they are? Jealous nobodies, that’s who!” he spat into the microphone, his words laced with vitriol.

Triple R, now pacing like a caged animal, snatched the mic from Feinbaum. “Bill Dickinson, you redneck, your comeuppance is due! Next Tuesday night, our champion Luke Woods will put you in your place once again!”

The boos crescendoed, filling the arena with an almost tangible disapproval. Triple R’s declaration hung heavy in the air, a promise of retribution, a challenge issued. The tension was a living thing, coiling tighter around the ring as the scene faded to black, the echoes of the crowd’s displeasure the last sound lingering in the charged atmosphere.

-McAvay doesn’t need many words to convey his point.
-He’s looking forward for the Dickinson-Woods showdown next week.

Thunderbolt sent it to the next commercial break.

Sanctioned Violence Organization

May 17th – The Viaero Center / Kearney, NE
May 18th – Pershing Center / Lincoln, NE
May 21st – McLeod Center / Cedar Falls, IA
May 24th – Kenneth E. Cowan Civic Center / Lebanon, MO
May 25th – JHQ Arena / Springfield, MO
May 26th – Warren Hearnes Center / Columbia, MO
May 31st – Norfolk Senior High School / Norfolk, NE
June 1st – Wilkert Event Center / Columbus, NE
June 4th – Ford Arena / Evansville, IN
June 7th – Grossinger Motors Arena / Bloomington, IL
June 8th – Peoria Civic Center / Peoria, IL
June 9th – David S. Palmer Arena / Danville, IL
June 14th – Hartman Arena /Park City, KS
June 15th – Cook Center / Manhattan, KS
June 18th – Knapp Center / Des Moines, IA
June 23rd – Wrestling Night in America PPV – Hale Arena / Kansas City, MO

Back from commercial break, Thunderbolt sent it back to the ring where Heather Cooper awaited.

MATCH #3-WOMEN’S DIVISION #3 vs. #4 CONTENDER’S MATCH: #3 Amberley Stanton vs. #4 Felicia LaBarbara of Jill Berg Enterprises)
Heather introduced both women.

Jill Berg (CEO of Jill Berg Enterprises) came down first with her six-man security detail.

Felicia LaBarbara (representing Jill Berg Enterprises)

AGE: 22 / HT: 5’ 10” WT: 104 / HOME: Garibaldi, OR
ALIGN: Heel / STYLE: Technical / FIN:  Stealth Viper
With: CEO Jill Berg, Prisoner #034291

Amberley Stanton

AGE: 24 / HT: 5’ 8” WT: 100 / HOME: Seward, NE
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: Technical / FIN: Stanton Sleeper
THEME MUSIC: “Since You’ve Been Gone”- Kelly Clarkson

-Amberley Stanton has major issues with Jill Berg Enterprises.  She will need to curb her emotions going up against LaBarbara.
-Felicia LaBarbara is JBE’s new #1 wrestler and with that comes pressure and expectation.  We’ll see how LaBarbara handles it and if she can handle it better than Victoria McGill did.

RESULT: Amberley Stanton won via DQ at 17:35 due to repeated outside interference by JBE.

-Great match.  Referee Justine Mills had warned Jill Berg about outside interference twice before.  On the third time after Stanton was pitched out of the ring to get mauled by Prisoner #034291, Mills disqualified LaBarbara.

Post Match Explosion
Referee Justine Mills, her face a stern mask of authority, stood amidst the chaos. The fans were in an uproar, their jeers and cheers mixing into a cacophony of raw emotion. Amberley Stanton, though declared the winner, lay in a heap outside the ring and barely could register her victory.

“Wait a minute!” Thunderbolt Smith’s voice rang out, steady but filled with surprise, “Jill Berg is storming the ring!”

Indeed she was. With a firestorm of fury in her eyes, Jill Berg, the imperious CEO of Jill Berg Enterprises, exploded into the squared circle followed by her six-man security detail. She confronted Mills head-on, her nostrils flaring, her chest heaving in indignation, and the security detail encircling the referee.  Without missing a beat, Mills held up three fingers, unflinching under the intense gaze of Berg. Her gesture was clear—Jill Berg Enterprises had interfered thrice from the outside.

“Three times, Jill! Three times your people crossed the line,” Mills maintained.

Before the confrontation could escalate, a shadow fell over the proceedings. Prisoner #034291, her orange jumpsuit stark against the backdrop of the ring, seized the moment. In a display of brute force, she wrapped her meaty hands around Stanton’s neck and with a guttural roar, drove her mercilessly to the floor with a two-handed choke slam that resonated throughout the arena.

“Good God Almighty!” Thunderbolt bellowed, his even-keeled demeanor giving way to shock as Prisoner #034291 commenced the assault on the floored Stanton.

LaBarbara, not one to be left out of the fray, joined in. Her boots came down hard on Stanton, each stomp punctuated by the crowd’s rising fury. Together, they dished out punishment without mercy, their coordinated attack a dark dance of domination.

But then, like a switch had been flipped, the atmosphere changed. The crowd’s boos turned to explosive cheers.

“IT’S VICTORIA McGILL!” Thunderbolt’s voice climbed octaves in excitement.

Bathed in the spotlight, McGill, Dawn McGill, Tammie Hardy, and Savannah Smith appeared at the top of the ramp. Their Queens of Desire attire left little to the imagination, glittering fishnets and revealed skin catching the bright lights as they charged toward the ring like avenging angels wielding steel-folding chairs as their weapons of retribution.

“Look at them, dressed to kill and ready for a fight!” Thunderbolt exclaimed.

Dawn McGill led the charge, her Singapore cane gripped tightly, its presence promising swift justice. They descended upon the ring with the grace and ferocity of warrior queens, their intent clear as the cold steel of the chairs they carried.

“Here we go!” yelled Thunderbolt, as the ringside area erupted into pandemonium.

The sound of chair meeting flesh resounded off the walls as both teams clashed in a maelstrom of violence. It was old-school mayhem, a scene harkening back to the gritty roots of professional wrestling where scores were settled not with words, but with action.

“Fans, we’ve got to take a break, but don’t you dare move a muscle,” Thunderbolt managed to say over the bedlam, his voice a steady thread in the tapestry of chaos, “All hell has broken loose here at ringside, and it’s far from over!”

The screen faded to commercial, but the battle raged on, the promise of more carnage hanging heavy in the charged air of the arena.

SHOOT Project

Back from the commercial break, Thunderbolt announced that once again MVW majority owner Ray McAvay had come out to tell Jill Berg that he’s 100% behind referee Justine Mills’s decision.

During the Commercial Break…
Ray McAvay stood on the stage to address Jill Berg.

“Jill, your women were warned after the second time they jumped Amberley Stanton on the floor.  You have no excuse… none.”  McAvay remained steadfast in his support of Justine Mills.  “Justine’s decision stands and Amberley Stanton is the winner of this match.”

Quick shot of a stewing Jill Berg, surrounded by her six-man security detail as they skulked back up the ramp with Felicia LaBarbara and Prisoner #034291 to boos from the Chicago crowd.

Quick shot of Amberley Stanton raising her fist in defiance as she headed back up the ramp to cheers.

The Cold War Begins?
As the raucous battle settled and the dust began to settle, The Queens of Desire—Dawn McGill, Victoria McGill, Tammie Hardy, and Savannah Smith—sauntered up the ramp, their presence a cocktail of allure and defiance. Their attire, a symphony of fishnets and exposed skin, clung to them like battle armor as they bathed in the adulation of the crowd.

But triumph’s sweet savor was cut short when the arena’s video screens bled into a glaring red. Every screen flashed with the hammer and sickle insignia, casting an ominous glow over the crowd. The State Song of the USSR blared through the speakers, a haunting melody that silenced cheers and stirred unrest among the Chicago faithful.

On the stage, a stark contrast to the Queens’ flamboyance, appeared Major Svetlana Kovaleski and Lieutenant Nikita Kalashnik, both clad in Soviet uniforms sharp enough to draw blood. Beside them stood Agent Valya, a vision of cold beauty, her allure weaponized in the service of the Soviet Bloc.

“Welcome to the Soviet Bloc!” Agent Valya’s voice sliced through the music, her Russian accent thick and dripping with disdain. The boos from the crowd surged like a tidal wave, but she stood unflinching, a smirk playing on her lips.

“Chicago, behold the weakness of your American idols,” she sneered, motioning toward the retreating Queens of Desire. “Especially you,” her eyes locked onto Dawn McGill, “You cost us our match—a weak, pathetic, American group.”

Svetlana and Nikita nodded, their faces set in stone, their agreement silent but solid as steel.

“Let me be clear,” continued Agent Valya, raising a gloved hand for emphasis, “there will be no perestroika… only the hammer and sickle crushing our foes beneath our might.” The audience’s disapproval reached a fever pitch, but Valya’s gaze never wavered from Dawn.

“And you, Dawn,” she warned, her tone venomous, “next time our paths cross, stay on your lounger like the common house pet you are. Otherwise, the Soviet Bloc will bring down the power of the hammer and sickle upon you.”

The threat hung in the air, a promise of retribution, as the Soviet Bloc stood united on the stage, their message delivered with chilling clarity. The Queens of Desire looked back from the top of the ramp, their expressions a mix of anger and resolve. This war was far from over; it had merely entered its next, inevitable phase.

Kellie Burkowski Interviews No Quarter
The camera cut to the dimly lit backstage area where Kellie Burkowski stood, her expression serious as she faced the lens. The tension was palpable, a charged atmosphere that promised an explosion of words and emotions. She glanced over her shoulder, signaling for her guests to step into the frame.

“Earlier tonight, Cary Stevens had some harsh words for No Quarter,” Kellie began, her voice steady despite the brewing storm beside her. “Now, I’m joined by Bracken Krueger and Daryn Thompson to respond.”

The colossal figure of Bracken Krueger lumbered into view, his face like carved granite, eyes smoldering with barely contained rage. Beside him, Daryn Thompson’s lean, powerful form radiated a quiet intensity, her gaze sharp enough to cut steel. Together, they were a contrast in size but united in their fuming anger.

“Stevens wants to talk big game?” Krueger’s voice boomed, echoing off the concrete walls as he flexed his massive arms. “We’ve been through several wars with the Stevens Dynasty, and we’re still standing right here!”

Thompson stepped forward, her Southern drawl slicing through the air. “Cary, your boys had to use a foreign object to take me down three weeks ago,” she seethed, recalling the brutal attack from George Stevens. “But I’m still here, tougher than a two-dollar steak, and ready to kick some real champion ass.”

“Three weeks ago,” Krueger growled, his memory igniting his fury, “I fought four-on-one against your so-called Dynasty.” The Lakeshore Leviathan shook his head, his long hair swaying like a dark curtain. “They couldn’t keep me down then, and they won’t now.”

“Last time,” Thompson added, her fists clenched at her sides, “we won by disqualification because your boys can’t fight clean. But this time, Cary, mark my words, we’re taking it all the way.”

“Bo, George,” Krueger warned, his voice dropping to a rumble like distant thunder, “you better watch your mouth and your backs, ’cause No Quarter doesn’t just talk tough— we are tough.”

“And this time,” Thompson vowed, stepping closer to the camera, her eyes blazing with determination, “no quarter will be given. We’ll leave with our hands raised high, and your legacy shattered beneath our boots.”

As they turned to leave, their silhouettes cast long shadows across the floor, the message clear and unmistakable: No Quarter was on the warpath, and retribution would be theirs. The camera lingered for a moment on Kellie Burkowski’s face, her blue eyes reflecting the certainty of an inevitable clash as the scene faded to black.

Back at the broadcast desk, Thunderbolt went right back to Heather Cooper in the ring for the next match.

MATCH #4-NON-TITLE: MVW Women’s Champion Jennifer Colton vs. Kyla Davenport
Heather introduced both women.

Kyla Davenport
AGE: 23 / HT: 5’ 7” WT: 103 / HOME: Austin, Texas
ALIGN: Tweener / STYLE: Shooter / FIN: Appeal Body Buster
THEME MUSIC: “Die Rockin’”- Whiskey Myers

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)
THEME MUSIC: “Heartache Tonight”- The Eagles

-Kyla is the twin sister of MVW’s Kyle Davenport… the current Bergman’s Barn Men’s Champion.  She’s young and learning.
-This will be a nice workout for Jennifer Colton following her successful title defense last week against ‘The Shadow Warrior’ Shizuko Yamazaki.

RESULT: Jennifer Colton won via pinfall at 4:35

-I thought Kyla acquitted herself well.  Again, she’s learning and tonight she went up against a dynamo in Jennifer Colton.

Thunderbolt then sent it to the final commercial break of the night.

May 17th – The Viaero Center / Kearney, NE
May 18th – Pershing Center / Lincoln, NE
May 21st – McLeod Center / Cedar Falls, IA
May 24th – Kenneth E. Cowan Civic Center / Lebanon, MO
May 25th – JHQ Arena / Springfield, MO
May 26th – Warren Hearnes Center / Columbia, MO
May 31st – Norfolk Senior High School / Norfolk, NE
June 1st – Wilkert Event Center / Columbus, NE
June 4th – Ford Arena / Evansville, IN
June 7th – Grossinger Motors Arena / Bloomington, IL
June 8th – Peoria Civic Center / Peoria, IL
June 9th – David S. Palmer Arena / Danville, IL
June 14th – Hartman Arena /Park City, KS
June 15th – Cook Center / Manhattan, KS
June 18th – Knapp Center / Des Moines, IA
June 23rd – Wrestling Night in America PPV – Hale Arena / Kansas City, MO

Kellie Burkowski News Story
The camera zoomed in on Kellie Burkowski, her bright blue eyes focused, a look of professional curiosity on her youthful face. She stood confidently in the bustling backstage area of the Wrestling Night in the Heartland show, microphone in hand.

“Good evening, wrestling fans,” Kellie began, her voice carrying the practiced poise of an experienced reporter. “Tensions are running high in the Women’s Division, as newcomer Eve has sparked a fierce rivalry with Emma Faith Barbosa-Stevens. Two weeks ago, Eve launched a vicious attack on Emma Faith, igniting the fuse of this explosive conflict.”

She paused for emphasis, allowing the viewers to recall the chaos from two weeks prior.

“Last week, Emma Faith retaliated and attacked Eve,” she continued, “proving that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree in the Stevens Dynasty. And now, rumors are swirling that Eve might be climbing the ranks to join the Women’s Heartland Division.” Kellie leaned in, her tone shifting to a more speculative note. “If that happens, folks, we’re in for a showdown that could shake the very foundation of the division. Keep your eyes peeled; this is one story we’ll all want to follow closely.”

As Kellie signed off with her signature nod and a smile, the scene abruptly shifted to the chaotic world backstage.

Ultratron-6.1 Promo
The camera panned over a motley crew known as The Kabal of Really Awful People, each character more outlandish than the last.

In the center stood Ultratron-6.1, his metallic features gleaming under the harsh lighting. His mechanical voice boomed as he prepared to deliver his promo, flanked by his bizarre allies.

“Humanoids, bear witness to—” Ultratron-6.1’s declaration was cut short as ‘Defective’ Marty Pratt suddenly shouted out, “ERASE… ERASE… ERASE…” and waved his oversized pencil erratically, trying to ‘erase’ an invisible enemy, and The Murder Hornets buzzed around him, their movements just as erratic and unpredictable.

“Silence!” Ultratron-6.1 commanded, but before he could regain control, Bill E. Zayne interjected with a haughty sneer, “I have a child!” he blurted randomly, drawing confused glances from the crew.  Zayne dressed in the fancy clothing circa 1912 of the heir to a Pittsburgh steel fortune- Caledon Hockley as he boarded the Titanic.  Zayne exuded the same snobby, arrogant, and narcissistic traits of the Hockley character from the epic movie Titanic- Voyage of Doom..

Amidst this madness, David Litterman casually tossed a crumpled piece of paper onto the floor, embodying the epitome of indifference.

“Ultratron-6.1, I’m sorry, but we’ve run out of time!” A harried MVW tech interrupted, his voice tinged with a hint of fear at the prospect of the robot’s reaction.

“WHAT?!” Ultratron-6.1’s voice escalated to a thunderous roar, his robotic eyes flashing red with fury. “This is preposterous! I am –

The screen abruptly went black, leaving everyone wondering just how epic Ultratron-6.1’s ballistic meltdown might have been.

Back to Thunderbolt and Hall at the broadcast desk.  It’s time for our main event and to Heather Cooper it goes.

MAIN EVENT-NON-TITLE: MVW Champion Luke Woods of the SEC vs. Mr. Wrestling XXXIV
Mr. Wrestling XXXIV is already in the ring when Heather introduced him. Then she introduced the MVW Champion.

Luke Woods (representing the Sports Entertainment Corporation)
AGE: 21 / HT: 6’3” WT: 200 / HOME: St. Louis, MO
ALIGN: Heel / STYLE: Technical / FIN: Arm Octopus Hold
ENTRANCE MUSIC: Generic Upbeat Music
With: ‘Sports Entertainment Genius’ Triple R and ‘The Mouthpiece of the SEC’ Phil Feinbaum

-Next Tuesday in Cedar Falls, Iowa, it will be Luke Woods making his first MVW title defense against ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson.

RESULT: Luke Woods via pinfall at 1:57

“Next week, ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson tries to regain the MVW title… a title he held for over 600 days before he lost to Luke Woods three weeks ago,” Thunderbolt said, building up the drama for next week’s Wrestling Night in the Heartland show.  “No Quarter goes after The Stevens Dynasty again.  Can they regain the MVW Tag Team titles from Bo and George Stevens?  We’ll find out next week when we see you in Cedar Falls, Iowa.”

-Backman Taylor Powerdrive defeated The Rose Warriors at 8:24 in a Women’s Tag Team #3 vs. #4 Contender’s Match
-MVW Tag Team Champions The Stevens Dynasty defeated Bob and Brett Murray at 8:29 in a non-title match.
-Amberley Stanton defeated Felicia LaBarbara via DQ at 17:35 in a Women’s Division #3 vs. #4 Contender’s Match
-MVW Women’s Champion Jennifer Colton defeated Kyla Davenport at 4:35 in a non-title match
-MVW Champion Luke Woods defeated Mr. Wrestling XXXIV at 1:57 in a non-title match.

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