[Back at the designated interview stage, Spotlight play-by-play man Rich Manning has caught up with tonight's challengers for the Tag Team World Championship, the Amazing Romanis. As usual, they're dressed in matching attire; on this occasion, the bits of their outfits that tend to change color from night to night (Ravnos's shirt and Niklos's pants) are white, contrasting with rest of their otherwise black attire. Both sport wraparound sunglasses, despite being indoors.]

RM: Ravnos, Niklos, tonight's the night. After a year of chasing them, you finally get your shot at the Tag Team Championships. Do you have any final thoughts before you go out there later to face the Vegas Connection?

[Neither Romani answers, as they just stand there staring at nothing in particular. Rich makes sure they heard the question...]

RM: Do you ha--

[...but is interrupted by Niklos's hand shooting out and stopping a mere inch away from grabbing slamming Rich's face and slamming it into the WWO logo on the wall behind them. With a serene calm quite uncommon to either Romani, Ravnos finally answers. Sort of.]

RR: Let me ask *you* a question, _gaje_.

[Niklos's hand returns to his side and Rich's eyes return to their normal size.]

RM: Uh, okay...

RR: Do you remember what happened a little more than forty months ago?

[Rich's lips visibly move as he does some rapid-fire math in his head.]

RM: Forty... that's three... uh, a little less than three and a half years?

NR (mostly to himself): Well, *I'm* impressed.

RM: May/June... two thousand two... You mean the end of '98?

[Ravnos nods, patiently, like an adult waiting for a young child to reach a conclusion.]

RM: I... I was in the WWA at the time.

RR: The *very* end of '98. New Year's Eve, to be precise.

[Realization dawns.]

RM: Winter Warfare?

NR: Thought you'd never get there.

RR: Yes. Winter Warfare. Do you remember what began that night?

RM: Uh, 1999?

[Both Romanis sigh.]

NR: In the *ring*, _dilo_.

RM: L-lots of things happened in the ring that night. B-BFB won the World Championship from Lord Keeblor... the big Dying Breath match... the Ring of D--

[Ravnos silently applauds.]

RM: Oh...

RR: Remember that night, Manning.

RM: I didn't plan on forgetting... Any specific reason why?

RR: Because tonight...

[Ravnos lifts his sunglasses to look Manning straight in the eye. Rich squirms a bit under Ravnos's direct gaze as those slate grey irises seem to bore into his head. Ravnos grins, baring those shark-like teeth (uh... in the metaphorical sense, not the Craven sense) and breaking the spell.]

RR: It begins again.

[And without further explanation, the Romanis abruptly depart, leaving Rich to figure the rest out for himself as the camera returns to the announcers' table.]

[The camera shot then changes to the ring, where Johnny Calhoun has once again tonight replaced himself, as the lights from Sun Devil Stadium are now at full brightness, cancelling out the night sky over the Arizona sky.]

CALHOUN: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SET FOR ONE FALL, and it is a FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH...

[The crowd pops, although a few show the obvious disappointment, as they expect the match to fade from public view.]

CALHOUN: AND IT IS FOR THE WWO WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!!

[The title announcement causes some of the few negative responses to get overwhelmed in a solid chorus of cheers.]

CALHOUN: Introducing first, the challengers...

[The lights in the arena dim dramatically while The Crystal Method Mellenium remix of "Now Is the Time" begins to creep over the PA, and a thin cloud of fog emerges from vents unseen. Two spotlights begin to sweep over the crowd, as if looking for something -- or someone. The music continues to build for about ten seconds, until we hear the first instance of the song's only (if occasionally-repeated) lyric.]

# Now is the time #

[At which point the spotlights both go out and a dazzling, dizzying, and above all disorienting array of colored flashes strobe from random parts of the arena. Oddly large pieces of confetti begin to drift down from the rafters, like snowflakes on steroids, falling on the crowd (but not over the ring or entrance ramp).]

RALPH: What the heck is this? Tarot cards?

BRADLEY: Just one card -- look, they're all Justice. Just like the Romanis to play with a stacked deck.

[A pair of iridescent pyro columns spark to life on the stage on either side of the entrance, from which the Romanis finally emerge in all their glory, dressed in white and black outfits. Both Romanis are wearing wraparound sunglasses, possibly as protection from the bombardment of nightmarish techno-quality strobe lights that continue to flash to the beat of the music, each erratically highlighting a part of the arena for a split-second as the Romanis stand on the stage and wait.]

BRADLEY: What are they waiting for? My eyes are starting to throb, and I haven't even had to watch them wrestle yet.

RALPH: This is certainly a new entrance for the Romanis...

[The Romanis take a moment to look at their outfits and shake their heads in disgust...]

BRADLEY: Now is not the time for those stupid gypsies to realize they have no fashion sense!

[Grinning (even Niklos, which is unsettling), the Romanis both make the "belt goes here" gesture, and the music's only lyric sounds again.]

# Now is the time #

[As if on cue, two rockets of pyro shoot from above the ring and head stright for the Romanis, erupting into a blinding wall of green-red flame and faint blue smoke when they strike the stage. When the two mixed fires subside, the Romanis can still be seen, but their outfits are now, fittingly, gold instead of white and covered with glittering sequins that reflect the multi-colored strobes as they flicker over the arena. Satisfied with their new wadrobe, the Romanis rush the ring.]

CALHOUN: Weighing in at a combined weight of 455 pounds, here are NIKLOS AND RAVNOS, THE AMAZING ROMANIS!

[When they near the ring, the Romanis split and head toward opposite corners on the front side of the ring, Ravnos taking the stairs and Niklos hopping onto the apron from the floor. They climb the outside of the ropes to the top turnbuckle, where they take a moment to soak in the reaction of the fans before simultaneously diving into the ring, with Niklos high enough to clear Ravnos by about half a foot and both going into somersaults to end the entrance, at which point the strobes rapid-fire and the turnbuckles erupt in showers of sparlking pyro. As the normal lights return (not counting blurry after-images burned on the retinas of everyone in attendance), the lyric repeats one last time and fades away.]

# Now is the time... #

RALPH: And the Romanis with another of their spectacular pay-per-view entrances!

BRADLEY: They certainly seem confident that they're gonna win this, don't they?

RALPH: They've fought for this opportunity for almost an entire year, Sam. They're ready, but they're not going to have these belts just handed to them tonight...

BRADLEY: Of course not, they'll try to steal them! Isn't that what gypsies do?

CALHOUN: AND THEIR OPPONENTS ARE THE WORLD WRESTLING ORGANIZATION TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...

[The video wall flares to life with a huge variety of shots from the glamour and "ritz" of the Vegas Strip, the bright neon lights, the shot of various floor shows, and a few shots of gambling transactions, as the voice of Lester Leary is heard over the intercom system.]

#Bright light city gonna SET our souls, gonna SET our souls on FIRE! JACK!#

#Gotta whole lotta money that's-a ready to burn, so GET those stakes up HIGHER! JACK!#

[The voice of Lester Leary is matched by the presence of the lounge singer, and his tag team partner, Larry Lowbrow. The two step out from under the entrance way, followed by Rimshot, who is being wheeled by Gratuitous Tina. Booing and catcalls occur simultaneously. Lester is wearing his signature eggplant-coloured ruffle tux, and Larry is wearing jeans with a T-shirt that reads "Belt Goes Here" with an arrow pointing to his waist. Lester sings the group down:.]

#There's a thousand pretty women waiting out there#

#They're all livin' the devil-may-care#

#And we're just devils with love a-spare so VIVAAAAA LAS VEGAS! JACK! VIVAAAAA LAS VEGAS!#

[Larry times his singing, almost perfectly to the arrival of Vegas Connection at ringside, as Johnny Calhoun continues his introductions.]

Calhoun: At a total combined weight of 588 pounds... from Reno and Las Vegas, Nevada.... Accompanied to the ring by Rimshot, they are Larry Lowbrow, "Lounge Lizard" Lester Leary, together they are known as THE VEGAS CONNECTION!!!

[The boos intensify at the announcement, as both Larry and Lester climb their way into the squared circle, as the camera then changes once again, to show both Ohno Ow and Mal Practice both of whom are seated near the announcer's table, as they have been all night.]

BRADLEY: And you think these two quacks are going to stay out of this contest?

RALPH: They've got no love lost toward either team in this contest... so it'll be interesting to see whether or not Mal and Ohno have anything planned up their sleeve... and Cordon getting the ring cleared out as we start this match one-on-one...

BRADLEY: We saw how well that worked just a few minutes ago.. and that was with a competent official.

RALPH: And it looks like it's going to be Lowbrow and Niklos starting things off here.. and Niklos.. offering a test of strength?

BRADLEY: Yeah, right...like you'd trust him for anything of the sort...

RALPH: Obviously not, as Lowbrow shaking his head and circling back around the ring... and now Larry ready for the collar and elbow tie up.. and there we go... the two men tying it up in the center of the ring.. and Larry quickly shoving Niklos backwards!

BRADLEY: Heads over heels..

RALPH: And Lowbrow with a bit of posing.. and Niklos right back up on his feet.. and into the tie up once again... and again! Larry just shoving the much lighter Romani sending him head over heels once again...

BRADLEY: Does that mean he's in love with Larry? You better be careful Larry.. no telling what he'll try!

RALPH: And now Larry just daring Niklos to tie it up once more.. and collar and elbow tie up.. and again! Niklos again sent rolling off... and right back at him! A spear right in the midsection by Niklos!

BRADLEY: Damn pinball!

RALPH: And a low pinball shot at that! Larry bent over.. and Niklos back off the ropes.. SCISSOR KICK!! Right down on the had of Larry! And a quick cover!

ONE!!! KICKOUT!

BRADLEY: Not wasting any time is he?

RALPH: When you sense gold in your hands... do you think you can take your time...

BRADLEY: SO far tonight? Absolutely... every title has changed hands so far.. well, the streak stops now!

RALPH: So if I were Tyrone, I'd start worrying if this pattern doesn't change?

BRADLEY: It'll change...

RALPH: And Larry's voice pitch might change! Niklos dropping the legs right in the lower abdomen! And a tag to Ravnos... and Ravnos going to the top rope!

BRADLEY: Come on Cordon! Get him out of there!

RALPH: Niklos holding the legs of Larry in place... DIVING HEADBUTT!!! And that'll definitely raise the pitch an octave or two! And the Romanis wasting absolutely no time!! Cover by Ravnos!

ONE!!!!

T... KICKOUT!!

BRADLEY: Come on Rims! Get your boys together! I know you might be a little rusty.. but come on! I know they haven't been that lazy!

RALPH: And now Ravnos grabbing a leg of Lowbrow! And Leary in the ring to try to break up the double-team, but Cordon right there to stop him! And WISHBONE!!

BRADLEY: DAMMIT!! That hurt over here!

RALPH: And Rimshot not too happy with the champs here at the moment.. Niklos back out on the ring apron, and Lowbrow struggling to get up to his feet...

BRADLEY: You would be too if your jewels took three shots like that!

RALPH: Ravnos winding Lowbrow up... and across the ring... Leaping back elbow! And again, Larry goes down to the canvas! And a cover!!

ONE!!!

T... SAVE BY LEARY!!

And the champs not having much luck here early tonight...

BRADLEY: It's those cheap shots.... see? That's why I don't want the .. that why the WWO should not want the Romanis as their champions!

RALPH: And what is it when Vegas Connection use those type of antics...

BRADLEY: You'd never see Lester come off the top rope like that!

RALPH: We've not seen much of Lester at all so far... and another tag between the Romanis... and Niklos also back in the ring... and a double whip across the ring... DOUBLE DROPKICK!! And Lowbrow down to the mat once again! And the Romanis keeping this high pace to their advantage!

[The camera focuses on Mal and Ow, both of whom are shaking their heads in obvious disbelief at the control the Romanis are having so far in this contest, as the camera shot is forced to change back to the ring by Mickey's count..]

RALPH: ONE!!

TWO!!!!!

KICKOUT!!! Lowbrow kicking out and with some force that time!

BRADLEY: Okay, this is it.. the champion's comeback!

RALPH: Niklos back up on his feet, and waiting for Larry to get back up once more.. and a side headlock by Niklos! And Niklos to the corner with Lowbrow in toe... CLIMBING THE TURNBUCKLES.. and OFF!! Beautiful spinning bulldog maneuver!!

BRADLEY: That's it! Dammit Rim! No more late night for your boys until they win this match!

RALPH: No more.. unt...

BRADLEY: You heard me!

RALPH: Well, Sam's professionalism has finally gone out the window.

BRADLEY: You're condoning these cheap shots?

RALPH: It's wrestling Sam... and so far, the Romanis are doing a wonderful job of it, while the champs seem to be completely off their game... and Niklos with another cover!!

ONE!!!!!

TWO!!!!!!!

TH... KICKOUT YET AGAIN! And Larry in serious need of a tag here at this point! But it's the Romanis who once again get the tag made... Ravnos back up on the turnbuckle... and Niklos pulling Larry to the ring ropes.. Ravnos grabbing the head... and snapping him on the top rope!!!

BRADLEY: Dammit!! IN THE RING! Get him in the ring, where it's fair!

RALPH: Falls count anywhere.. and besides, Larry is in the ring. And now Ravnos rolling under the bottom rope... and a cover!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!

BRADLEY: FOOT ON THE ROPES!!

THR... SHOULDER UP! Falls count anywhere Sam, I'm not sure that the ropes are going to matter in this one...

BRADLEY: It's their cheatenous ways.. even if they didn't need it... they used it.

RALPH: And now Ravnos back up on his feet complaining about the stoppage of the count... Rav again grabbing the head of Lowbrow... and a rake of the face with the boot laces!

BRADLEY: What did I tell you?

RALPH: And Larry crawling to the ropes, trying to find some sort of reprieve, but I'm not sure he's going to get it... Ravnos back across the ring.. and a leaping .. NO!! Larry out of the way! Lester pulling his partner just out of the way of the hobby horse!

BRADLEY: Now that's much more like it!

RALPH: Ravnos just straddling that bottom rope and down he goes!

BRADLEY: Tit for tat and all that.

RALPH: Larry rolling over, and there's a tag to his partner! And Rimshot letting Larry have it here verbally as he climbs out of the ring... BIG UPPERCUT PUNCH by Leary!! Leary just nailing a hard punch right to the jaw of Ravnos! And a quick cover!

O... fast kickout by Ravnos!

BRADLEY: Maybe he was hoping for the glass jaw.

[The camera focuses once again, on Mal and Ohno, who are again, examining each other, and talking about something once more, as the camera shot returns to the ring.]

RALPH: Leary back up with Ravnos and firing him across the ring.. Leary back off the ropes... AND A DRIVING HANDFUL OF HAIR puts Ravnos face first into the mat! Leary back up on his feet... and a wild swing in the direction of Niklos!

BRADLEY: You better keep him out of there, Cordon!

RALPH: Cordon doing his job, Sam... and Leary making an incredible comeback here for the Vegas Connection...

BRADLEY: At least SOMEONE hasn't forgotten how to wrestle on this championship team!

RALPH: Leary pulling Ravnos back up to his feet... and into a side headlock... and a series of closed fists right to the head of the challenger!

BRADLEY: That's much more like it!

RALPH: And Leary quick to break the headlock as the official right back over there... and now Ravnos with a quick pull of the tights to get the men over to the ropes.. and Cordon trying to slide in... And Ravnos firing Leary off of the side headlock.. back to the center of the ring.. and Ravnos taking that shoulder block and going down!

BRADLEY: There you go... no strength. I told you they still had some championship wrestling in them...

RALPH: Leary over and a tag to Lowbrow... and the big man back over the top rope.. and Lowbrow pulling Ravnos back up.. and where's Les.. Lester on the second rope.. And a piledriver... NO.. Argentinian Back breaker!

BRADLEY: Nevadian Back Breaker...

RALPH: And Leary off the second rope! BIG ELBOW DROP!! Right across the throat of the challenger!

BRADLEY: Now that's more like it.. and so much more wrestling-istic than some cheap ball-shots!

RALPH: Lowbrow again tagging his partner back into the ring.. and now Lester going up top! Lester making his way to the top part, and Larry pulling Ravnos back out to the center of the ring... And Lester pulling Ravnos up.. Power bom...

BRADLEY: Now there's a classic move!! VEG-o-MATIC!!

RALPH: Leary with the high flying leg drop! And the cover!!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!!

THR... NIKLOS WITH THE DIVING DOUBLE AXEHANDLE TO MAKE THE SAVE!!

BRADLEY: Dammit!! That was three! That was three! Still champions!

RALPH: All unbias has now gone out of the window...

BRADLEY: The Champs are still the champs!

RALPH: And you were doing so well up to that point... Cordon again getting Niklos out of the ring.. and the Vegas Connection back in the ring with the double team... Double whip across the ring.. DOUBLE CLOT.. NO!! Ravnos ducking underneath! Off the ropes.. DUCKING ANOTHER one! AND NIKLOS!! FLYING CROSS BODY!! Flying cross body on both members of the V.C.!

BRADLEY: And Rimshot is having a hissy-fit.. and rightfully so! That was another blatant cheap shot!

RALPH: And Ravnos leaping over all three men as they came down.. and Leary sent flying out to the floor! Niklos just throwing Leary straight out to the makeshift floor here... and now we've got a two-on-one!

BRADLEY: Again, using the numbers advantage... ILLEGALLY might I add! There was no tag!

RALPH: No tag, but Cordon not doing much to stop it.. HARD THRUST to the throat by Ravnos! And Lowbrow in a world of trouble yet again!

BRADLEY: And you notice who's the dictator of that world... They're making and breaking the rules at will..

RALPH: Niklos and Ravnos both pulling Lowbrow up to his feet... and a double whip across the ring.. DOUBLE BACKDROP! Lowbrow launched up and over!! Both men off the ropes... DOUBLE THRUST KICK!! Beautiful shot!

BRADLEY: Beautiful cheating move!

RALPH: And Lowbrow falling over the ropes and out to the floor!! And now Ravnos pointing...

BRADLEY: Don't think about it! Don't think about it!

RALPH: Niklos back off the ropes... and Ravnos elevating him!! TEN POINT LANDING ON... NO!!

BRADLEY: UNCALLED FOR!! UNCALLED FOR!!

[The crowd erupts in a huge chorus of cheers, as Niklos and Ravnos complete the "Working without a net"... however, instead of hitting the obvious target, of Lester Leary, Niklos overshoots his target, instead of taking out the Vegas Connection wrestler, instead... ]

RALPH: OVER LEARY...and RIGHT INTO RIMSHOT!!!

BRADLEY: FOUL! FOUL!! Assault of a handicapped person!

RALPH: Niklos coming down right on the wheel chair of Rimshot!! And the crowd roaring their approval for the abuse!

BRADLEY: Dammit.. I thought Phoenix was supposed to be handicap friendly! Damn evil city!!

RALPH: Listen to that reaction!

BRADLEY: Evil! Dammit! Just down right evil! We're never coming to this city again!

[However, the cheers are short lived, as Lester uses the "miscue"/assualt on their manager...]

RALPH: Leary nailing Niklos! Leary going after the Romani!

BRADLEY: Make him pay, Lester! He just took out your manager!

RALPH: Ravnos back to the ropes.. and LOWBROW JUST PULLING HIM OVER!! Larry reaching up and grabbing Ravnos as he started to help his partner! And Ravnos hard down onto the floor!

BRADLEY: There you go! Break open his Romanian skull! They deserve it!

RALPH: And Lowbrow kicking away! Leary driving Niklos into the ring steps!

BRADLEY: That's what happens when you touch the manager!

RALPH: Larry pulling Ravnos up... and firing him into the guardrail! Niklos getting drilled by Leary... Leary driving him up the aisle way!

And..

[The camera shot then changes back to Ravnos and Lowbrow, who grabs the Romani and sends him over the guardrail and into the crowd.]

BRADLEY: Hey, if they separate, how's our official supposed to keep up with both of them?

RALPH: I've been told we've got another official standing by just in case... and Cordon following Niklos and Leary up the aisle way!!

BRADLEY: See, even Cordon knows to stay away from this evil crowd of Phoenixians!

RALPH: Cordon following behind Niklos and Leary.. and Niklos back around.. and Leary catching him with a boot to the midsection! And grabbin... LOOK OUT!!

BRADLEY: Now that's how a gypsy should fly!

RALPH: Leary just throwing Niklos off the stage! That's a good eight foot drop to the floor!

BRADLEY: See, that's what we want to see!

RALPH: Leary looking over the ed... and jumping off!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!! LEARY JUST LEAPING DOWN WITH A FLYING SPLASH!! And Cordon dropping down!! COVER!!

ONE!!!!!!!

TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!

THRE... RAVNOS!! RAVNOS WITH...

BRADLEY: A beer keg?

RALPH: I think someone stopped by the concession stand! Ravnos driving that beer keg down on the back of Leary to break the count! Ravnos back up... A BIG BOOT!! Lowbrow out of nowhere!

BRADLEY: So they're back together now?

RALPH: Ravnos just drilled by a boot to the head, just as he turned around! And Ravnos falling over his own brother! Lowbrow pulling Niklos up... and driving him... RIGHT INTO THE STAGE GIRDER!! Niklos literally bent over backwards!

BRADLEY: Great! Break him in two! Or three! Just break him!

[Larry then grabs Niklos and pulls him off the metal girder and throws him through a beige curtain, and Niklos literally goes flailing into the curtain, in the process, pulling it down on top of him..]

RALPH: Vegas Connection trying to tear the house down!

BRADLEY: As long as they bring it down on top of the Romanis, that'd be just fine by me..

RALPH: Lowbrow following Niklos.. and Niklos trapped in that curtain... and a big clubbing shot from Lowbrow!

[The camera shot then changes back to show Crisper, who has joined Lester Leary and Ravnos Romani, and it's Leary who has the advantage, as Lester hooks up Ravnos...]

RALPH: Suplex by Leary... BRAINBUSTER... NO!! Lester can't hold it!! REVERSAL!! And it's Leary over and down to the floor!!! Ravnos over for the lateral press!!

ONE!!!

TW... KICKOUT!! Leary kicking out! And Larry Lowbrow and Niklos, we're told.. are back in the locker rooms!! We're trying to get a camera back there now...

BRADLEY: Please, let's see the emporer in his new robe..

RALPH: And Ravnos pulling Leary up.. and right into that stack of tables!! Ravnos throwing Leary back first into the tables... DOUBLE CHOP THRUST!! And down goes Leary! And Ravnos pulling Leary up.. and into the back!

[The camera shot changes again, this time showing Niklos who is finally out of the downed curtain, but right in the waiting path of Larry Lowbrow...]

BRADLEY: You think that's a cheerleader's locker room?

RALPH: Keep your mind on the match Sam! And Larry throwing Niklos over the wooden bench.. and up and over... BOOT TO THE FACE!! Niklos just getting a boot up to the face... and all four men taking a huge chance here, separating from their partners...

BRADLEY: Divide and conquer.. the gypsies are only dangerous when they hunt in packs... Advantage champs.

RALPH: Well it looks like the advantage isn't Larry's much longer... Niklos with the leg sweep! And down goes Lowbrow! And what is.. Niklos grabbing the legs of Lowbrow... SLINGSHOT... GOOD LORD!! Slingshotted Lowbrow right into the wall!

BRADLEY: Come on Lester! Your partner needs you!

RALPH: Niklos dropping down for the cover!!

ONE!!!!!!!

TWO!!!!!!!!!!

LEARY IN TO MAKE THE SAVE!! Leary just barreling in and pulling Niklos off.. and Ravnos behind Lester!! All four men in the locker room there...

BRADLEY: Well, two men and two evil demon spawn!

RALPH: Ravnos nailing Lester... and Ravnos and Niklos grabbing Leary... DOUBLE KNIFE CHOP! And again!! Lester stumbling... DOUBLE DDT!! Ravnos with the cover.. and both referees down to start the count!

ONE!!!!!!

TWO!!!!!!!!!!

THR... SHOULDER UP! Shoulder up by Leary! And both the Romanis back up.. and pulling Leary up to his feet.. and out the door!

BRADLEY: So where are they going now?

RALPH: Anywhere the fight carries them, Sam...

[The camera follows the Romanis both of whom have followed Leary out the door, and see Leary leaning up against a concession stand, bent over the counter... and as Ravnos makes his way over to grab the Vegas Connection member, Leary turns around..]

RALPH: DRILLING RAVNOS OVER THE HEAD!

BRADLEY: The power of reading!

[The camera focuses on the scene just enough to reveal the book that Leary nailed Ravnos with as to be Dr. Mal's "Medicine the Painless Way", 3rd edition.]

BRADLEY: See, there is still some good from PAIN!

RALPH: At least when it's in the hands of the Vegas Connection? And Niklos catching Leary with a running dropkick! And Leary over the counter! Niklos sending Leary falling over the counter!

[And as Leary goes over the counter, the sales clerk just gets out of the way of the falling VC member.]

BRADLEY: See, and they're willing to put innocent bystanders in harm's way!

RALPH: It's a war, Sam.. you've said it yourself... there may be casualties in a war.

BRADLEY: Yeah, but still, you notice who is doing the casualty-killing.

RALPH: Which means they're willing to pull out all the stops to win the titles. And Ravnos getting back up to his feet.. and Niklos climbing himself up on the counter top... LOWBROW!! LOWBROW JUST CLOTHESLINING RAVNOS!!

BRADLEY: Ha!! For a war, they're forgetting about their enemy!

RALPH: Larry Lowbrow just came out of the locker room and drilled Ravnos! And Niklos back around... and leaping at Lowbrow.. and LARRY CAUGHT HIM!! Niklos with the spinning splash.. but Larry caught him! And driving him into the wall!

BRADLEY: Spine-jarring impact!

RALPH: It may have! And Larry still holding Niklos there.. and into the door jam of the locker room!! GOOD LORD!! LARRY manhandling Niklos!! And ... oh my...

[Larry lifts Niklos over head in a press slam position, putting Niklos back first into the ceiling of the hallway before...]

BRADLEY: Now that's a beautiful thing to see! The gypsies taking each other out!

RALPH: Larry just press slamming Niklos on his own brother! And the officials in there to try to get things cleaned up... and now Leary .. Leary up on the counter... FROG SPLASH!! Lester with the frog splash on both of the Romanis!!

BRADLEY: Now that's it

RALPH: Cordon down for the count this time!

ONE!!!!!!!!!!

TWO!!!!!!!!!!

THR... KICKOUT!!! Ravnos having to kick out from his own brother and Lester Leary!!

BRADLEY: Slow count! No way could he have gotten out of both those men!

RALPH: And Larry taking over! Larry down on top of Ravnos!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!

KICKOUT!!! And Lester taking over again! ONE!

TWO!!!

KICKOUT AGAIN!! And the VC members can't believe it!

[The camera shot returns momentarily to the ring, where Gratuitous Tina has finally gotten Rimshot back up off the floor and into the wheelchair, when...]

BRADLEY: WHAT ARE YOU TWO...

[Suddenly, Mal gets up from his ring-side seat and moves in behind the manager for the Vegas Connection, and...]

RALPH: MAL ATTACKING RIMSHOT!! MAL JUST ATTACKING RIMSHOT!!! COBRA SLEEPER!! MAL SLAPPING ON THE KEVORKIAN CLUTCH on the manager of VC here at ringside! And Ow moving it... and hard boots to the chest! What the hell..

BRADLEY: HEY! This is not the Hippocratic oath! This is the hypocritical oath!

RALPH: Mal and Ow attacking the manager of the Vegas Connection!!

BRADLEY: Did the gypsies bribe you! Knock...

[Mal turns to face the announcer's table, and is heard saying "SHUT THE FUCK UP!", something clearly out of character for Mal... as Ow holds Tina away from the doctor, who continues to keep the sleeper hold locked in on Rimshot.]

BRADLEY: UH... okay.

[Meanwhile, as Mal and Ow continue their onslaught against Rimshot, the camera shot returns to the hallway, and Niklos is sent tumbling down the aisle way by both members of the Vegas Connection, even rolling past the coffin used in the Title of the Americas' match earlier.]

RALPH: And unfortunately, the Vegas Connection doesn't realize what is going on the ring floor... as they continue to try to do even further damage to the Romanis...

BRADLEY: This is uncalled for! Someone get Larry and Lester out here now!

RALPH: They're a little preoccupied... both men pulling Ravnos up... DOUBLE FACEBUSTER!! Right into that counter top!! Just dropping Ravnos face first on that counter top! And a cover by Lowbrow!

ONE!!!!!

TWO!!!!!

THR... Niklos back in for the save!

BRADLEY: Throw him farther down the aisle!

RALPH: And Leary right back over on Niklos! And there they go! Trading shots!

[Again the camera is forced to choose, and follows Leary and Niklos as they move down the hallway... another camera is quickly added and a split shot screen appears, on one side, Ravnos getting belted in the face by Lowbrow with hard punches to the head.]

RALPH: And Niklos and Leary literally scratching and clawing here... at one another.. and Niklos taking the worst of it! Leary with a vicious uppercut! And Niklos sent sprawling on top of the coffin! And Lester making his way over.. and Niklos pulling the lid up!! And driving it right into the face of the VC member!

[Just as quickly though, Niklos drops the lid back in place, and Lester falls to the floor, grabbing at his nose, obviously having run face first right into that cold metal.]

BRADLEY: And he's running away... I knew he didn't have it in him! He's a gypsy, a coward by nature!

RALPH: Niklos making his way down the hallway...

[As Niklos disappears down the hall, the double split shot reverts to a single view, this time back to Lowbrow and Ravnos, who is in a world of trouble here at the moment.. as Ravnos is being placed back first against a food cart...]

RALPH: LOWBROW JUST PUTTING THE BOOT TO THE FACE.. and over goes Ravnos!

BRADLEY: Didn't his mother tell him to eat his food, not to wear it?

RALPH: And now Ravnos up and stumbling down the hallway.. and Lowbrow following behind him... and a shot to the back of the head of Ravnos! And another! Ravnos stumbling to the floor.. and Lowbrow right on top of him again...

BRADLEY: I think we can safely say that any wrestling in this match is now over..

RALPH: Lowbrow just firing away shot on shot on Ravnos.. and the official right there..

BRADLEY: What? Nothing wrong with those blows!

RALPH: And now Larry hooking ... CAMEL CLUTCH!! Larry Lowbrow with the camel clutch on Ravnos! Larry has Ravnos locked in the camel clutch...and there's nowhere to go to force a break!

BRADLEY: And the champs retain!

[Once again, the camera shot changes this time to show Lester Leary, who has stumbled back up to his feet... but is staggering, and as he falls back to the coffin to steady himself... it pops open, to a POP from the crowd, and a hand reaches up and grabs Lester by the head...]

BRADLEY: IT'S ALIVE!!!

RALPH: But Lester may not be!

[And sitting up in the coffin is... ]

RALPH: LEGBA!!

[Indeed, it's a battered and bruised Legba, but he is as alive as can be... (or so it seems)...]

BRADLEY: They got him loose?

RALPH: Legba with a big right hand! And climbing out of the coffin! And slamming it down! Legba slamming the coffin down on Leary.. and the handcuffs are still attached! Legba locking the handcuffs down!

[Legba looks over at the camera..]

PL: Play-time is ova'!

[Legba walks off from the coffin, and the camera zooms in on the coffin, and the loud knocking from the inside of hte coffin, obviously Leary trying to kick his way out of the metal container...as the camera shot then changes back over to Ravnos, who appears to be fading in the camel clutch that Larry Lowbrow has locked on.]

BRADLEY: Larry, your partner needs you!

RALPH: As does Ravnos's..

BRADLEY: But Ravnos isn't locked in a closed casket dammit! I warned you didn't I? This was a cheap opportunity to get one of them out of the way!

[Off from the camera shot, a huge vat of liquid is seen coming splashing right in the face of Lowbrow, and Larry immediately falls over and clutches at his face, the liquid hitting him square in the middle of the head. Stepping into the scene is Niklos Romani, holding a glass coffee pot, and an absolutely sneer on his face.]

BRADLEY: He's trying to ... caffienate him!

RALPH: That hot liquid just went right in the face of Lowbrow! And Niklos tossing that coffee pot off to the side.. and pulling Larry up to his feet... and trying to get his partner over... and grabbing the legs of Larry... DDT!! PICKPOCKET DDT by the Romanis!!

BRADLEY: SOMEONE GET LEARY OUT OF THAT COFFIN!!

RALPH: COVER BY NIKLOS!!!

ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THREEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

That's the three count!!

BRADLEY: NO! NO!! NO!!!

RALPH: THE ROMANIS WITH THE PINFALL VICTORY!!!

[The camera moves in to show a stage hand with the WWO tag team titles, and he hands them over to Cordon who hands the belts over to Ravnos... who looks down with a smile on his face... although not the usual light-hearted smile, but a nearly "evil smirk".]

BRADLEY: But they didn't do it without a ton of help... PAIN.. Legba.. hell, We've got a whole crowd of gypsy-lovers apparently!

CALHOUN: Ladies and gentlemen, your winners of the match, and NEW WORLD WRESTLING ORGANIZATION WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, THE AMAZING ROMANIS!!!

[Niklos is handed the title, and he looks at it, before shoving it right in the face of Larry Lowbrow, and is heard with a maniacal laugh, as Ravnos is over and pulls his partner up in the air., as the camera shot returns to the announcers' table.]