by JDLast week on Wrestling Night in the Heartland:
-Ricky Stevens is ready to challenge ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson for the Men’s title next Tuesday
-MATCH #1: Tammie Hardy defeated Blair Willamson and will face Kelly Lynn Smith on Saturday’s MVW 6:05 show for Smith’s #5 ranking in the Women’s Heartland Division.
-Stevens Dynasty patriarch Cary Stevens hypes up the Stevens Dynasty upcoming match against Men’s Tag Team champion The Alabama Gang next Tuesday. He says The Alabama Gang are distracted by other belts; the Stevens Dynasty are focused on the MVW Men’s Tag Team title.
-MATCH #2/NON-TITLE: Men’s Tag Team Champions The Alabama Gang (R.G. Jenkins/Mark Hendry) defeated Bob Zardoz and John Wack in just over sixteen minutes
-Jenkins apologizes for the lackluster effort and tells the fans they know what needs to be done in the next two weeks- defeat Dan Ryan and Jatt Starr for the PWA Tag belts, defend the Men’s Tag title against the Stevens Dynasty.
-Kellie Burkowski interviews Jill Berg Enterprises CEO Jill Berg who claims that JBE is poised to become the dominant force in MVW’s women’s wrestling.
-MATCH #3- Victoria McGill (Jill Berg Enterprises) defeated Lisa Barbosa-Stevens in a #2 vs. #3 match in the Women’s Division. Tori now will challenge ‘The Shadow Warrior’ Shizuko Yamazaki next Tuesday night in a #1 contender’s match.
-Women’s Champion Jennifer Colton shows up on stage and cuts a promo on Tori McGill, even referencing McGill’s failed marketing as the ‘Face of JBE’ last year.
-MAIN EVENT:/NON-TITLE: Men’s Champion ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson defeated Bo Bevans-Down at the Barn.
-The Kardoucheian Empire (full partners with the Sports Entertainment Corporation) attack Dickinson after the match. The rest of the Alabama Gang come to his aid as does Surf Express Bro (Bradlee Nelson/Bowie Abrams) and the show ends with a brawl.
Cue the pyro
Missouri Valley Wrestling
Wrestling Night in the Heartland
Tuesday August 8th, 2023
Banterra Center
Carbondale, IL
Announcers: Thunderbolt Smith and ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall
Backstage Interviewer: Kellie Burkowski
Ring Announcer: Heather Cooper
MVW… MVW… MVW…
BACKSTAGE: Kellie Burkowski interviews ‘Sports Entertainment Genius’ Mr. McMann
The camera pans to Kellie Burkowski, MVW’s young and energetic backstage interviewer, standing anxiously beside Mr. McMann and Ricky Stevens.
‘Sports Entertainment Genius’ Mr. McMann, Ricky Stevens, and Drucilla Danes
The air was thick with anticipation as the three prepared to discuss tonight’s main event: Ricky Stevens’ challenge to Men’s Champion ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson for the title.
“Good evening, everyone. I’m Kellie Burkowski, and I’m here with the ‘Sports Entertainment Genius’ Mr. McMann and Ricky Stevens,” Kellie began. “Tonight is the night we’ve all been waiting for. The battle between Ricky Stevens and ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson for the MVW Men’s Championship. Mr. McMann, what are your thoughts on tonight’s match?”
McMann, leader of the Sports Entertainment Coalition (SEC), smirked confidently. His eyes gleamed with ambition and pride as he responded, “Kellie, let me tell you something. Tonight is not just any ordinary night. No, tonight marks the dawn of a new era for MVW, an era where sports entertainment reigns supreme!”
Ricky Stevens, the former member of the Stevens Dynasty who left them for the SEC, stood tall and stoic, his jaw clenched in determination. He’d turned his back on his family for this moment, and there was no turning back now.
“Tonight, when Ricky Stevens defeats ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson, it’ll prove once and for all that the SEC is the future of this company!” McMann pounded his fist into his palm, his voice filled with conviction. “And mark my words, Kellie… this will be a night to remember.”
“Ricky, how are you feeling going into tonight’s match against Bill Dickinson?” Kellie asked, her eyes darting between the two men. She could feel the intensity radiating off of Ricky and wondered if he was truly ready for the challenge ahead.
Before Ricky could formulate an answer, McMann interjected, “Kellie, I’ll tell you how he’s feeling. He’s feeling like a true champion, and tonight, he’s going to prove it by taking down that ornery, good-for-nothing redneck!” The confidence in his voice was contagious, and Kellie couldn’t help but be swept up in the moment.
“Tonight is the night when Ricky Stevens becomes the face of MVW, and the SEC takes its rightful place at the top of this company!” McMann declared with a grin. “And let me assure you, there’s nothing Redneck Bill Dickinson or anyone else can do to stop us!”
Kellie felt the weight of McMann’s words, wondering what would unfold during the main event. Would Ricky Stevens prevail and bring the SEC to new heights? Or would ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson once again hold onto his title?
“Thank you, Mr. McMann, Ricky,” Kellie said, her heart racing with excitement. “I’m sure everyone watching can’t wait to see how this all plays out. Back to you, Thunderbolt.”
***
“Thanks, Kellie,” Thunderbolt Smith said, his voice steady and professional as the camera panned back to him at the announcer’s table. The electric buzz of anticipation filled the arena as he continued, “Now, for tonight’s thrilling opening match: Jill Berg Enterprises’ Sheline Carrigan and Prisoner #034291 take on the young and talented duo of Laney Harrison and McLean Oswald.”
“Long Haul” Rick Hall leaned in, his excitement palpable. “This is going to be one heck of a match, Thunderbolt. Carrigan and Prisoner #034291 are former tag team champions with a serious power advantage, not to mention the backing of the corporate powerhouse that is Jill Berg Enterprises.”
The camera cut to the entrance ramp as the first strains of Sheline Carrigan and Prisoner #034291’s theme music hit the speakers. A heavy, guitar-driven riff accompanied their confident strides toward the ring. Carrigan, known for her unrelenting strength, raised her arms in a gesture of dominance while the intimidating figure of Prisoner #034291 remained stoic and menacing.
“Let’s not count out the underdogs, though,” Thunderbolt interjected.
“Absolutely, Thunderbolt,” agreed Rick, nodding vigorously. “Harrison and Oswald may be young, but they’re learning fast. They’re currently ranked #2 in the Women’s Tag Team Division and have a bright future ahead of them. Laney Harrison is a natural-born athlete with incredible agility, while McLean Oswald has been packing on muscle and improving her power game. This could very well be an interesting match-up.”
“This is a number one contender’s match and the winner will face Women’s Tag Team Champions The Hanson Sisters in two weeks,” Thunderbolt informed the audience.
As the crowd roared in anticipation, the lights dimmed meaning it was time for the first match of the night.
“Here we go!” Rick exclaimed, rubbing his hands together.
MATCH #1-Jill Berg Enterprises vs. Oswald and Harrison-#1 contender’s match in the Women’s Tag Team Division
Harrison/Oswald
Laney Harrison
AGE: 21 / HT: 5’ 10” WT: 110 / HOME: Rich Hill, MO
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: High Flyer / FIN: Shooting Star Press
McLean Oswald
AGE: 22 / HT: 6’ 0” WT: 112 / HOME: Damascus, OR
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: Power / FIN: Face Slam
Jill Berg Enterprises
CEO: Jill Berg
AGE: 37 /HT: 5′ 4″ WT: 90 / HOME: New York City, NY
FIN: Spinning Heel Kick
Prisoner #034291
AGE: 44 / HT: 6’3″ WT: 185 / HOME: Des Moines, IA
ALIGN: Heel / STYLE: Monster / FIN: Two-Handed Choke Slam
Sheline Carrigan ‘The Canadian Cyborg’
AGE: 26 / HT: 6’0″ WT: 145 / HOME: Vilbank, SK
ALIGN: Heel / STYLE: Power-Technical / FIN: Canadian Destroyer
“Dominant win there for Jill Berg Enterprises!” Thunderbolt said as Bailey Jenkins raised both Sheline Carrigan and Prisoner #034291’s arms in the air.
“Thunderbolt, Laney Harrison and McLean Oswald will learn from this one,” Rick Hall observed. “They have improved a lot over the past few months but Carrigan and Prisoner #034291 put on a show tonight. JBE looks ready to take on the Hansons at MVW’s special show at Field of Dream in Dyersburg, Iowa August twenty-second.”
‘Thank you Rick,” Thunderbolt said, noticing that the ring has not cleared. “When we return, we will hear from Jill Berg in the ring.
“All right,” Thunderbolt said. “We are back. Jill Berg remains in the ring and I believe she has something she wants to say. Let’s check it out.”
The camera cut back to the broadcast table where Thunderbolt Smith and ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall sat, both looking somewhat concerned. Thunderbolt adjusted his headset and addressed the viewers at home.
“Strong words from Jill Berg there, folks,” he said, his voice steady and measured. “Now, many of you have been asking why the Alabama Gang’s R.G. Jenkins and Mark Hendry aren’t defending their MVW Men’s Tag Team titles tonight. The reason, dear fans, is because they competed in Australia just last Sunday night for the PWA Tag Team titles.”
Rick chimed in, his excitement bubbling over. “That’s right, Thunderbolt! Those good ol’ boys represented us here at MVW on an international stage, and they gave it their all. We’re proud of them no matter the outcome!”
“Indeed, Rick,” Thunderbolt agreed. “And for our fans who missed it, you’re in luck. MVW will show you that very match right now.”
MATCH #2: The Final Alliance © vs. The Alabama Gang for the PWA Tag Team Title-Taped Sunday night at HOW’s #97RED pay-per-view show in Australia
**thanks to High Octane Wrestling and HOTv for the footage**
The fans in Australia go berserk as they await the wrestler’s entrances. They don’t have long to wait as the slow burn opening to Chris Janson’s ‘White Trash’ sounds over the PA system.
“Between the trailer and the dog
And the cars on blocks and the hogs
Out in the front yard
Where us kids play
No grass
A bright flash of red, white, and blue light envelops the stage with fog billowing out from both sides of the stage as the song begins in earnest as Sunny O’Callahan emerges from the back dressed in the fashion of a female background singer from a late seventies Southern rock band wearing a spaghetti strap top, a pair of jeans, heels. and her usually straight hair is all frizzed out and curly.
Yeah there was mama
In her house shoes
Smokin’ Salem Lights with the tattoos
You add it all up
That’s why they call us white trash”
As the chorus starts, Sunny takes a swig from a bottle of Southern Comfort and sways on the stage as a second round of red, white, and blue lights illuminate the stage. R.G. Jenkins and Mark Hendry come out.
Bryan McVay: Introducing first, representing MISSOURI VALLEY WRESTLING and weighing in at a combined weight of 472 pounds. THEY ARE THE REIGNING MVW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! R.G. JENKINS! MARK! HENDRY! THE ALABAMA GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG!
“Well if they’d had their way
They’d have thrown us away
Like an empty bottle of wine
We belong sacked up
Stacked on the curb
In their mind…”
Jenkins has a black bandana over his bald head and wears a black sleeveless vest with black jeans. Hendry- full head of hair and full beard- raises his heavily tattooed arms in the air and sports a nondescript pair of basic black wrestling trunks and boots.
Sunny points at Jenkins and Hendry and they bathe in the atmosphere of the moment. Jenkins even cracks a smile. Hendry appears a little nervous
Joe Hoffman: The Alabama Gang are no strangers to big moments. They have been dominant everywhere they go. They are the Kingpins of the Tag division in MVW. They are undefeated in PWA events. They’ve won gold in HOW before and looking to add more tonight……
Benny interrupts Hoffman.
Benny Newell: Kneesus H. Christ! Suck their dicks why don’t you! The only good thing about the Inbred Gang is SunCunt O’Vagahan has a gap in her mouth to fit the whole Final Alliance.
“Well if they’d had their way
They’d have thrown us away
Like an empty bottle of wine
We belong sacked up
Stacked on the curb
In their mind…”
Sunny then starts down the ramp followed by Jenkins and Hendry.
“And their daddy’s didn’t want us
Hanging ’round their girls
And they told every son they had
Don’t even think about it
Taking out the white trash…”
Reaching the ring, Hendry and Jenkins roll into the ring while Sunny gets onto the apron and they all pose.
Benny Newell: Pose all you want because you’ll be posing from a chalk outline after Dan and Jatt get done with you!
UNDEAD
Is heard screaming throughout the arena as the lights in the arena slowly start to dim, almost to black, but not quite. A lightning effect flashes in the arena, followed by a thundering sound, as music begins to play.
“Daddy’s Home” by JT Music.
“Somewhere beyond the sea
Something slumbers underneath
When she wakes up from her dreams
We’ll be reborn from the deep”
The strobe lightning effect continues, and as the opening lines of the first verse start to play, a large figure steps out onto the stage. His appearance is met with another thundering sound, this time the sound of boos from all over the building. Dan Ryan doesn’t budge as the lighting glistens off of his sunglasses and PWA tag title as the lights dim again and a high pitch screech bellows throughout the arena.
BAAAAAAAAACK IN BLAAAAAACK!
AC/DC brings the fans to their feet as the ramp lights up, spotlight after spotlight, as the Rembrandt of Wresting appears on the stage. Jatt and Dan both unfasten their tag titles and clang them together before raising them slowly into the air as pyro and fireworks emerge everywhere. Dan slings his title over his as Jatt does gyration motions with his as they begin to smugly saunter down the ramp.
Bryan McVay: And their opponents, representing the Final Alliance and weighing in at combined weight of 515 pounds, they are THE REIGNING! DEFENDING! UNDISPUTED! PWA! WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! DAN RYAAAAAAAAAAAAN! AND JATT! STAAAAAAAARRRRR!!!
Dan ignores the poors in the audience while Jatt only acknowledges the more attractive ladies in the audience (ages twenty-eight to thirty-five because he is no creepy old man), kissing hands, signing breasts in permanent marker, and the occasional finger gun with a wink. Once inside the ring, they both hold up their championships once more as fireworks and pyro explode all over the arena.
Hortega collects the championships from the champions and hands them to McVay and when he exits the ring he signals for the bell.
Ding. Ding.Ding.
Joe Hoffman: And we are underway…..
Mark Hendry and Jatt Starr come out of their respective corners and stare each other down.
Joe Hoffman: Jatt looks disgusted with being in the same ring as Mark Hnedry.
Benny Newell: Do you blame him Hoffman? Jatt may lose some hair or teeth from the meth fumes pouring out of the pores of the Inbred Gang.
The two opponents begin to jaw jack with one another until Hendry has had enough and flips off the Melbourne Starr-Lite.
Joe Hoffman: Mark Hendry appears to have had enough of Jatt Starr’s trash talk.
A smirk forms over the Hall of Famer’s lips as he casually mouths ok before slightly turning and delivering a vicious slap across the face.
Benny Newell: YEAH! HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT YOU SISTER FUCKER?!?!?!?!? OUTBACK JATT ISN’T TAKING NO SHIT TONIGHT!
Joe Hoffman: Outback Jatt?
Benny Newell: What?
Joe Hoffman: Please don’t give him anymore nicknames.
Hendry slowly turns back to Jatt holding his cheek before shoving The Champion of Jattanooga in the chest causing him to hit the canvas with a wide-eyed look on his face to the roar of the crowd.
Joe Hoffman: Jatt didn’t expect that.
Benny Newell: He’ll pay Hoffman, he’ll pay.
Jatt gets back to his feet and makes his way back to standing in front of Hendry poking him in the chest and yelling at him causing Mark to shove him down again.
Joe Hoffman: Down goes Jatt again.
Jatt immediately pops up and goes back to Hendry, but the MVW tag champion delivers a knife edge chop to the chest of The Mayor of ManJattan sending him to the mat. Jatt immediately pops back up and receives another chop from Hendry. Jatt quickly gets to his feet and attempts to throw caution to the wind by throwing a wild clothesline, but Mark ducks underneath and grabs The Sultan of SeaJattle and lifts him up from behind.
Joe Hoffman: Back suplex by Mark Hendry.
Cover.
Uno.
Dos.
No.
Jatt pops the shoulder and Hendry quickly locks in a reverse chinlock.
Joe Hoffman: The Alabama Gang trying to isolate and wear down Jatt Starr early.
Benny Newell: Yeah, because they know when that mean son of the bitch standing on the apron gets the tag, they will suffer GOD’s wrath.
Hortega asks Jatt if he wants to quit and The Grand Overlord of Jatturn says no. Hendry then begins to drive his elbows into the neck area of Jatt. Hendry stops the flurry of elbows to switch it to a barrage of crossfaces that stun The Jattvian Prince with each blow.
Joe Hoffman: Jatt may need to see a doctor after those shots.
Benny Newell: Hoffman, all he needs is a bottle of Jack and a few lines and he’s good to go.
Hendry peels back Jatt’s face before delivering a clubbing blow across his throat.
Cover.
Uno.
Dos.
Tre….
No.
Jatt kicks out.
Joe Hoffman: Dan Ryan thought about breaking it up as he stepped midway into the ring.
Benny Newell: He was just giving Jatt words of encouragement. He knew he was kicking out.
Joe Hoffman: Sure he did Benny.
Mark hits a running knee to the side of Jatt’s face before taking in RG Jenkins. The two begin to stomp the hell out of The Earl of GlouStarr before picking him up and lifting him high into the air.
Joe Hoffman: The blood is rushing to Jatt’s brain.
The Alabama Gang bring Jatt back to Earth with a double vertical suplex. Instead of going for a cover Jenkins mounts the former world champion and begins to deliver rights to the side of Jatt’s face.
Benny Newell: Not the face!
Jenkins makes a quick tag to Hendry who comes in and drops to a knee while holding the other knee out as Jenkins picks up Jatt and tosses him stomach first onto Hendry’s knee driving the air from his body.
Joe Hoffman: Variation of a gut buster.
Hendry tags Jenkins back in and RG hits the ropes before delivering a leg drop. He doesn’t go for a cover as he delivers a series of elbow drops to The Sovereign of Starrgentina.
Cover.
Uno.
Dos.
No.
Jatt gets the shoulder up.
Joe Hoffman: Jatt needs to make a tag to Dan Ryan. He’s taken a tremendous beating thus far.
Benny Newell: Thank you for stating the fucking obvious Hoffman.
Joe Hoffman: You’re welcome.
Benny Newell: I’m going to smack you.
Jenkins picks up The Jatti Master and throws him over his shoulder.
Joe Hoffman: Is Jenkins thinking a powerslam here?
RG takes a few steps forward, but Jatt is able to slide down the back of his opponent and wraps his arm around Jenkins’ neck before falling backwards.
Benny Newell: STARRMAGEDDON BAY-BAY!!!
Joe Hoffman: Reverse DDT by Jatt and could that be the opening he needs to tag in Dan Ryan?
Hortega sees both men down and sucking wind has no choice but to begin his ten count.
Uno.
Dos.
Tres.
Cuatro.
Cinco.
Both men begin to stir.
Seis.
Jatt begins to make his way towards his corner.
Siete.
Dan Ryan emphatically yelling at Jatt to make the tag.
Ocho.
Benny Newell: Come on Jatt!
Mark Hendry barrels into the ring and grabs Jatt by the leg.
Joe Hoffman: Hendry making sure Jatt doesn’t make the tag.
Jatt delivers an enzuiguri to Hendry’s face.
Benny Newell: Come on!
Dan Ryan who was pacing on the apron puts his arm out there for Jatt to tag.
Joe Hoffman: What’s Sunny doing?
Benny Newell: Who cares!
The crowd explodes into cheers as Jatt makes the tag and Dan Ryan charges into the ring and begins to clean house.
Benny Newell: Inbred Gang is fucked now!
Dan Ryan delivers a Hammer of GOD to Mark Hendry and he places RG Jenkins between his legs looking for his signature powerbomb when Hortega gets into his face. Dan looks at him before Hortega slaps his hands together and shakes his head and points to the corner.
Joe Hoffman: Is Hortega saying he didn’t see the tag?
Benny Newell: What the fuck?!?!?!?!?
Ryan furious, tosses Jenkins to the mat and begins to argue with the official before seeing Sunny O’Callahan standing on the apron topless waving at the Texan.
Joe Hoffman: So that’s why the crowd exploded into cheers.
Benny Newell: They acting like they dont have porn down here…..GROW UP AUSTRALIA!!
Dan Ryan stares daggers at Sunny as he reluctantly goes back to his corner.
Joe Hoffman: Dan Ryan is stewing on the outside.
Jatt pulls himself up to his feet and stares at Sunny.
Jatt Starr: Saggin all the way this south of the equator is not a good look ma’am.
Jatt points to Sunny’s chest as she gets offended and covers them back up with her shirt and as he turns around gets blasted in the face by a foot.
Cover.
Uno.
Dos.
Tre…
NO!
Jatt pops the shoulder at the last possible second.
Joe Hoffman: There is still fight left in the Hall of Famer.
Benny Newell: That’s why he is the best Hoffman.
Jenkins delivers a stomp to Jatt before pulling him to his feet. RG whips The Jattinum Standard into the nearest corner and the ropes barely hold Jatt up.
Joe Hoffman: Jatt looks to be out on his feet.
Jenkins appears in the opposite corner and points towards Jatt before making a mad dash towards him. When RG gets close to Jatt, he leaps off of his feet to deliver a splash but the King of Grapple from the Big Apple moves out of the way.
Benny Newell: YES!
Jenkins stumbles back from the corner holding his face as Jatt is ricocheting off of the ropes and delivers a massive spear.
Joe Hoffman: STARR-LITE EXPRESS!
Jatt rolls into a cover.
Uno.
Dos.
Tres.
NO!
Mark Hendry breaks up the attempt, but this causes Dan Ryan to make his presence felt with a clothesline turning Hendry inside out. RG charges at the Texan, but the Hammer of GOD lifts Jenkins up and slams him back down on the canvas. Dan grabs Jatt by the arm and drags him towards their corner. Ryan steps back onto the apron and reaches over the ropes to tag himself in.
Benny Newell: That’s one way to get tagged into the match.
Dan Ryan isn’t playing around anymore as he picks up RG Jenkins and places him across his shoulders.
Joe Hoffman: Burning Hammer coming up.
However, the flames aren’t extinguished yet as Sunny hops back onto the apron.
Dan drops Jenkins and the two begin to exchange words and as things get heated, Dan bumps the ropes sending Sunny flying to the floor.
As Hortega is checking on Sunny, Dan turns around and gets dropped to his knees by a low blow.
Joe Hoffman: I don’t care how big, how bad, or how tough you are that will stop any man.
RG rolls Dan Ryan up.
Hortega turns around.
Uno.
Dos.
Benny Newell: NOT LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tres.
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jatt Starr with the save.
Joe Hoffman: OH MY! JATT MADE THE SAVE IN THE NICK OF TIME!
Benny Newell: THANK LEE!
Mark Hendry tries to blind side The Savior of Starrkham, but gets an inverted atomic drop for his trouble.
Joe Hoffman: ManJattan Drop.
Jatt talking trash to Hendry before turning around to a right hand from RG. Jatt delivers his own right hand the two the opponents begin to exchange strikes in the center of the ring. RG goes to change up the strikes as he launches a clothesline, but Jatt ducks underneath and hooks his arms. Jatt spins him around and plants his face into the canvas.
Benny Newell: FALLING STARR BAY-BAY!
Jatt makes his way back over to his corner as Dan Ryan rolls over to tag his partner in. Jatt wastes no time as he picks up RG’s legs and crosses them before turning him over.
Joe Hoffman: Jattaclysm. Will Jenkins tap?
We will never know as Mark Hendry drives his forearm into the back of Jatt’s head.
Benny Newell: CHEAP SHOT BY THE BUSH LEAGUERS!!!
Alabama Gang begin to put the boots on Jatt Starr.
Joe Hoffman: Hortega needs to get control of this match.
Jenkins tags in Hendry and Mark tells RG to hold up Starr.
Benny Newell: I’m not liking this Hoffman.
Mark jumps up and down before hitting the ropes looking for a spear.
Joe Hoffman: OH MY!
Benny Newell: YES!
Jatt moved out of the way and Mark Hendry collides with RG sending him through the ropes and to the outside. Hendry looks down at his partner and shouts an f-bomb before turning around to a massive spinebuster from Dan Ryan.
Joe Hoffman: The miscommunication from the Alabama Gang has turned in favor of the Final Alliance.
Dan Ryan picks Hendry off of the canvas and yells something at Jatt. Jatt hits the ropes and delivers a Starr-Lite Express while Dan delivers a standing Hammer of GOD.
Joe Hoffman: Mark Hendry’s head has been decapitated from the rest of his body.
Dan Ryan not satisfied picks Hendry back up.
Benny Newell: Exclamation point time.
Ryan has Hendry across his shoulders before bringing him back down.
Joe Hoffman: Headliner.
Ryan hooks a leg and drives his forearm into Hendry’s face.
Uno.
Dos.
Tres.
Bryan McVay: And your winners by pinfall, they are THE REIGNING! DEFENDING! UNDISPUTED! PWA! WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! DAN RYAAAAAAAAAAAAN! AND JATT! STAAAAAAAARRRRR!!!
Joe Hoffman: The Alabama Gang threw everything including the kitchen sink at the Final Alliance, but it wasn’t enough.
Benny Newell: It’ll never be enough Hoffman. The Final Alliance will hold all the gold until the end of time.
Jatt and Dan receive their PWA Tag Team Championship belts and hold them up to the crowd.
Cut back to the broadcast desk.
“R.G. Jenkins and Mark Hendry threw everything they had at Dan Ryan and Jatt Starr but they could not bring the PWA Tag belts back to MVW,” Thunderbolt said.
“Yeah, Thunderbolt. Let’s be clear, Dan Ryan is a legend in the wrestling industry. He suffered a bad knee injury a couple years ago and he’s worked his way back to becoming a top-notch wrestler once again. And Jatt Starr is a HOW legend in his own right. The Alabama Gang put it all out there…”
Thunderbolt interjected, “Including Sunny O’Callahan who literally put it all out there.”
“She definitely did,” agreed Hall. “Good match. Now the Alabama Gang turn towards next week.”
“Okay. Back after these commercial messages,” Thunderbolt said.
“We are back from commercial,” said Thunderbolt. “Let’s go backstage where we’ll hear from the Alabama Gang’s opponent this Saturday night in Wichita, Kansas for their Men’s Tag Team titles. Kellie Burkowski has Cary Stevens with her. Kellie?”
BACKSTAGE: Kellie Burkowski interview with Stevens Dynasty Patriarch Cary Stevens
Kellie Burkowski stood next to the towering figure of Cary Stevens.
The patriarch of the Stevens Dynasty visibly bristled with irritation, his eyes narrowed and jaw clenched. The backstage area buzzed with excitement, but Cary seemed immune to it all.
“Mr. Stevens,” Kellie began, her voice steady despite the intimidating presence beside her. “Many fans are wondering about the Stevens Dynasty’s recent loss at X-PRO. What are your thoughts on that?”
Cary’s face reddened, and he shot Kellie a lethal glare before responding. “Now listen here, young lady,” he growled in his thick Texas accent. “The only reason we were even in that damn tournament was because R.G. Jenkins and Mark Hendry were off gallivanting in Australia like a couple of kangaroo-wranglin’ fools.” He punctuated his words with angry gestures, his cowboy hat nearly toppling from his head.
“Bo and George Stevens are already pissed off going into their title shot against the Alabama Gang. And now, they have to wait an extra week to win back the MVW Men’s Tag Team title? That’s just pourin’ gasoline on the fire, I tell you what.” Cary jabbed a finger in Kellie’s direction, his frustration palpable. “Mark my words, those belts are comin’ home.”
As Cary stormed off, the camera cut to another location backstage.
BACKSTAGE: Shizuko Yamazaki segment
The dimly lit dressing room of Shizuko Yamazaki came into focus, the soft glow of candles flickering across her face. The Shadow Warrior, as she was known, looked up at the camera with an intensity that burned through the darkness.
Eyes closed, Shizuko whispered a prayer in Japanese, invoking the spirit of her late father and the legendary Takeshi Samurais. Her devotion to honoring their memory fueled her determination to succeed. Opening her eyes, she addressed the camera directly.
“Victoria McGill is a worthy opponent,” she said with quiet confidence. “She has proven herself time and time again. But tonight, I will defeat Tori and earn another chance at the Women’s Title.” Shizuko paused for a moment, her gaze unwavering. “Why? それは私の運命です” she said softly, the words heavy with meaning. “It is my destiny.”
As the words echoed through the dim room, the camera slowly faded to black, leaving the audience with a sense of anticipation and awe for what was to come.
HEARTLAND REPORT with KELLIE BURKOWSKI
Women’s Heartland Division: Earlier tonight, ‘Extreme Pizza Delivery Girl’ Tessa Martin successfully defended the Women’s Heartland title against Yosemite Samantha.
Men’s Heartland Division: Champion Luke Woods defeated The Kardoucheian Empire’s Ken Kardouchian to retain the Heartland title earlier in the night.
UPCOMING MISSOURI VALLEY WRESTLING ROAD SHOWS
August 11th – Clinton High School Gymnasium / Clinton, OK
August 11th – Cook Center / Dodge City, Kansas
August 12th – Chisholm Trail Coliseum / Enid, OK
August 12th – Charles Koch Center / Wichita, KS
August 13th – Expo Square Pavilion / Tulsa, OK
August 19th – MVW Six-O-Five / St. Louis, MO
August 22nd – Special Show from the Field of Dreams / Dyersburg, IA
August 25th – Show Me Center / Cape Girardeau, MO
August 25th – C.Allen korf Memorial Gymnasium / Hannibal, MO
August 26th – Gibson Arena / Rolla, MO
August 26th – Joseph Gentile Center / Chicago, IL
August 27th – Black River Coliseum / Poplar Bluff, MO
September 5th – McLeod Center / Cedar Falls, IA
Sanctioned Violence Organization
“All right. #1 contender’s match in the Women’s Division coming up,” Thunderbolt as MVW returned from commercial break. Shizuko Yamazaki and Victoria McGill are very well acquainted with each other.”
“Yes they are, Thunderbolt,” Rick Hall replied. “Tori McGill won the Women’s Title from Shizuko Yamazaki last June. Tori’s got her sights on Jennifer Colton. Can she get there? We’re about to find out now.”
MATCH #3: Shizuko Yamazaki vs Victoria McGill- #1 contender’s match in the Women’s Division
Victoria McGill
AGE: 25 / HT: 6’ 2″ WT: 140 / HOME: Killeen, TX
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: Power / FIN: Gutwrench Facebuster
THEME MUSIC: “Twisted Ambition”- Samantha Fish
CEO: Jill Berg
Shizuko Yamazaki “The Shadow Warrior”
AGE: 23 / HT: 5’4″ WT: 125 / HOME: Osaka, Japan
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: Martial Arts / FIN: Floatover DDT
THEME MUSIC: “Clock Strikes”- One OK Rock
“Victoria McGill gets the win!” Thunderbolt exclaimed.
“Thunderbolt, Shizuko Yamazaki looked real good there for most of the match,” Hall explained. “But out of nowhere, Victoria McGill hit the Gutwrench Facebuster and that was it for The Shadow Warrior.”
“Two weeks from tonight. Jennifer Colton will defend the Women’s Title against Victoria McGill,” Thunderbolt said. Let’s go backstage. Kellie Burkowski has a very tired Sunny O’Callahan with her.”
BACKSTAGE: Kellie Burkowski interviews Sunny O’Callahan
Backstage, Kellie Burkowski stands next to a weary Sunny O’Callahan, whose frizzy blonde hair and faded denim jeans seem as exhausted as the woman herself. The long journey from Australia clearly etched on her face, Sunny leans against the wall for support as Kellie begins the interview.
“Welcome back, Sunny,” Kellie says with genuine concern. “How was your trip to Australia?”
“Long…and tiring,” Sunny replies, her Californian accent mixed with hints of Irish slipping out. She takes a sip from her Southern Comfort bottle and shakes her head. “Wish it’d been more successful.”
“Speaking of which, let’s discuss the Alabama Gang’s recent loss to the Final Alliance for the PWA Tag Team title,” Kellie continues. “What happened there?”
“Simple, really,” Sunny answers, rubbing her temples. “They were better that night. But we’ll bounce back. Always do.” Her voice trails off, betraying the fatigue she’s trying so hard to hide.
“Next week, the Alabama Gang faces the Stevens Dynasty in Wichita for another shot at the title. What are your thoughts on that match?” Kellie asks, hoping for a more detailed answer.
“Confident,” Sunny says, forcing a smile. “We’ve faced adversity before. We’ll be ready.” She takes another swig from her bottle, hoping the liquid courage will help her through the rest of the interview.
“Lastly, tonight we have Bill Dickinson defending his title against Ricky Stevens. How do you feel about that matchup?” Kellie inquires, sensing the interview is almost over.
“Bill’s got this. No doubt,” Sunny asserts, her eyes suddenly flashing with determination. “Ricky won’t know what hit him.”
“Thank you, Sunny, and good luck to the Alabama Gang,” Kellie concludes before turning to the camera. “Back to you, Thunderbolt and Hall.”
“Thanks, Kellie,” Thunderbolt Smith replies, turning to his broadcast partner. “Now, Rick, let’s discuss tonight’s main event: Bill Dickinson versus Ricky Stevens for the Men’s Tag Team title.”
“Long Haul” Rick Hall leans forward in his seat, excitement creeping into his voice. “Thunderbolt, this is going to be one heck of a match! Both men are at the top of their game, but only one can walk away with that belt.”
“Absolutely,” Thunderbolt agrees. “We’ve seen both wrestlers put on impressive performances before, but who will come out on top tonight?”
“Your guess is as good as mine, partner,” Hall chuckles. “But I know we’re in for a treat!”
“Indeed, we are,” Thunderbolt confirms. “And now, ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the moment we’ve all been waiting for. Let’s head down to the ring for tonight’s main event!”
MAIN EVENT-MVW-Men’s Title Match: Bill Dickinson © vs Ricky Stevens
Ricky Stevens
AGE: / HT: 5’ 11” WT: 185 / HOME: San Francisco, CA
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: High Flyer / FIN: Dead and Buried (X-Factor)
THEME: “Search and Destroy” – Iggy Pop
Manager: ‘Sports Entertainment Genius’ Mr. McMann
Valet: Dru Danes
‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson “The 330 Pound Southern Brawler”
AGE: 38 / HT: 6′ 1″ WT: 330 / HOME: Troy, AL
ALIGN: Tweener / STYLE: Brawler-Power / FIN: Southern Fried Powerbomb
THEME MUSIC: “Unapologetically Country as Hell”- Hardy
Valet: Sunny O’Callahan
The crowd roared as Bill Dickinson stood victorious, sweat dripping from his brow and the Men’s Title belt glinting in his hand. Thunderbolt Smith and Rick Hall exchanged glances before beginning to wrap up the show, their voices steady amidst the cacophony of cheering fans.
“Dickinson retains!” Thunderbolt said in a raised voice.
“Thunderbolt, Ricky started good,” Hall commented. “Dickinson came on later on and the Southern Fried Powerbomb put an end to Ricky Stevens’ title hopes tonight.”
“WAIT!” Thunderbolt shouted as three men hit the ring.
The Stevens Dynasty: Bo, George, and Cary Stevens
A sudden commotion erupted in the ring. Bo, George, and Scott Stevens surged forward, led by the imposing figure of Cary Stevens. The patriarch’s cowboy hat obscured his steely eyes, but the intent was clear – he had come to settle scores.
As the Stevens family stormed the ring, the exhausted Ricky Stevens and Bill Dickinson found themselves under attack from all sides. The commentators could only watch in awe, taking turns calling out each brutal strike and takedown. In a matter of moments, the ring had turned into a battleground.
“Ricky Stevens may be Cary Stevens’s son, but his own family is showing no mercy!” Rick shouted, struggling to keep up with the action. “It’s Cary Stevens leading this onslaught, and it looks like there’s no stopping them!”
The Kardoucheian Empire: Ken, Koley, and Kourtney Kardoucheian
“Wait, who’s that coming to the rescue?” Thunderbolt pointed as The Kardoucheian Empire – Ken, Koley, and Kourtney Kardoucheian – sprinted down the ramp towards the ring. Their expressions were a mixture of anger and determination, their intent clear.
“The Kardoucheian Empire have partnered up with the SEC,” Rick explained. .
“Looks like The Kardoucheian Empire isn’t going to stand by while one of their own is attacked!” Thunderbolt called out. “This situation is escalating quickly!”
As the Kardoucheians entered the fray, the tide began to turn in Ricky’s favor. But just as the chaos reached a fever pitch…
The Alabama Gang: R.G. Jenkins and Mark Hendry
“OH MY GOD… THEY’RE HERE!” Thunderbolt shouted when R.G. Jenkins and Mark Hendry made a surprise appearance at the top of the ramp. The crowd erupted in cheers as the Alabama Gang raced down the aisle to help Bill Dickinson. “R.G. Jenkins and Mark Hendry have joined the brawl! This has turned into an all-out war!”
“Never a dull moment in MVW, Thunderbolt!” Rick chimed in, his eyes wide with anticipation. “This is absolutely insane!”
The ring was now a whirlwind of fists, kicks, and bodies flying through the air. Wrestlers clashed with family members and allies as the conflict spiraled out of control, leaving no clear victor. As the noise reached a deafening level, a surge of adrenaline flooded through everyone involved, driving them to fight harder and faster.
“Whoever emerges from this chaos will certainly have their work cut out for them,” Thunderbolt mused, shaking his head.
MVW Security stream down to the ring to try and break up the fight.
“That’s going to do it for tonight,” Thunderbolt said, wrapping up the show. “I’m Thunderbolt Smith. He’s ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall. We’ll see you next week.”
TONIGHT’S RESULTS:
Women’s Tag Team #1 contender’s match: Jill Berg Enterprises defeated Laney Harrison/McLean Oswald at 4:03
PWA Tag Team Title match: The Final Alliance © defeated The Alabama Gang in 18:55
Women’s #1 contender match: Victoria McGIll defeated ‘The Shadow Warrior” Shizuko Yamazaki at 8:29
Men’s Title match: ‘Redneck” Bill DIckinson © defeated Ricky Stevens from the SEC at 11:39
