Classic Wrestling Alliance

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March 30, 2089

Systems Check, Melanie?
In a minute. Lock down the AI learning protocols first.
Okay, I'm doing that right...wait a minute...
What's up?
I can't access those systems. I'm locked out!
What do you mean you're locked out? You have command-level access!
I know, but I'm locked out!
By who?
By User ID...what the hell?
What is it now?
It shows User ID 00000000.
That's impossible. No one was assigned that User ID. Let me see...
No time, Melanie. It's nineteen twenty-seven.
Damn! Alright, run a system diagnostic and then start the program...


We don’t have to take this, back against the wall...
We don’t have to take this, we can end it all...
All you’ll ever be is a fading memory of a bully...


Non-Title Match: CWA Holovision Champion "Macho Man" Randy Savage vs. The Great Muta
Referee: Earl Hebner

After the initial lock-up, Muta went for a big body slam, but Savage widened his base to block it and landed a body slam of his own. From that point on, the Macho Man was a house afire, keeping Muta down with clotheslines, knee drops, neck snaps, and even a pair of piledrivers. Through it all, Muta refused to stay on the mat (though the piledrivers led him pretty drained), and managed to turn things around after kicking Savage in the face and hitting a handspring elbow which dimmed the Macho Man's lights.

Muta's karate kept Savage on the defensive for a while, but things turned around when the Macho Man caught a straight kick and began pounding on Muta's knee. A vertical suplex put Muta on the mat, and a FLYING ELBOW DROP put him down for one...two...and that's all, as the Pearl of the Orient managed to get a foot on the ropes. Savage tossed his opponent out of the ring and followed him to the floor, but a desperate Muta sprayed green mist into Savage's face. Earl Hebner had a clear view of the infraction and called for the bell immediately.

WINNER: "Macho Man" Randy Savage via disqualification (8:31) *


Any luck getting those protocols unlocked?
No, I can't even get my head around the encryption algorithm.
I've been going over our security logs. If we were hacked, he was good.
Hey, did you change the format and add a promo segment into the data stream for tonight?
No, why do...oh, no. Now what?


In-Ring Interview: Bobby "the Brain" Heenan

As the Brain made his way down the runway, Gary Michael Cappetta left his seat at ringside and climbed into the ring. He asked Heenan what was on his mind, and Heenan said that since the last show, he stood "with the real Nature Boy, Buddy Rogers, and the others." He asked why Hulk Hogan hadn't been punished for his assault on Harley Race at the last show. When Cappetta countered that Hogan had been stripped of his number-one contender status, and tonight's title match would see World Champion Ric Flair defend against Buddy Rogers, Heenan asked, "Where are the fines? Where are the suspensions? And where are Lou Thesz and Bobo Brazil?" Heenan admitted that he was no fan of either man, but he wanted to know why they had just vanished off the roster without so much as a word from "the shadow authority." 

Cut the microphone volume.
Melanie! Are you sure?
Just do it!

Heenan clearly had more to say, but abruptly, the microphone cut out. Heenan made an exasperated motion with his hands, and could be seen to mouth "See what I mean?" to Gary Michael Cappetta before returning to the back.


The Ultimate Warrior vs. Diamond Dallas Page
Referee: Tommy Young

The opening minutes of this match were a flurry of action, as neither man was able to maintain an advantage for very long. When he could utilize his power, the Ultimate Warrior tossed DDP around like a rag doll, but the slippery Page was able to maneuver himself into good position for surgical strikes and the odd discus clothesline and running neckbreaker to keep the Warrior off-balance. After one of the latter exchanges, Page managed to back his opponent into a corner and delivered a series of shoulder thrusts that left the Warrior winded. As the war-painted powerhouse stumbled forward, Page unloaded with a discus clothesline that sent the Warrior crashing to the mat. Page made the cover and hooked both legs, and the Warrior lacked the wind to kick out.

WINNER: Diamond Dallas Page via pinfall (4:23) ½


The Dream Team vs. Nikolai Volkoff & The Iron Sheik
Referee: Joey Marella

The Sheik and Volkoff jumped their opponents before the opening bell, but they weren't able to maintain their advantage for very long. As a matter of fact, except for an extended sequence where a series of quick tags by the Dream Team allowed them to work over Volkoff's back, neither team was able to hold an advantage for very long. These was just a war, with all four men throwing their best shots at the other team, but exhausting themselves in the process. In the end, when it came down to the Sheik vs. Greg Valentine, it seemed like the Iranian star was going to put the Hammer away after blasting him with a loaded boot. However, just as the Sheik was beginning to apply his CAMEL CLUTCH, the bell sounded. The referee discussed the situation with ring announcer Gary Michael Cappetta, and the match was ruled a draw (as was becoming the norm for these two teams).

NO WINNER: Time Limit Draw (30:00) ***½


Jake "the Snake" Roberts vs. "The Million Dollar Man" Ted DiBiase
Referee: Morgan Dollar

The Million Dollar Man attacked from behind as Roberts was making his way down the runway, hitting him with a blindside clothesline and dragging him to the ring. He attempted to slam Roberts' head into the ringpost, but the Snake blocked the move, then reversed it. DiBiase's head bounced off the steel, and he crumpled to the floor as Morgan Dollar called for the bell. Roberts rolled his opponent into the ring and spent a few moments stomping DiBiase into the mat before lifting him to his feet and sending him into the ropes. Roberts telegraphed a back body drop, though, and DiBiase put on the brakes and kicked the Snake directly in the throat.

With Roberts already gasping for breath, it was an easy matter for DiBiase to clamp on his MILLION DOLLAR DREAM, but the Snake refused to give it up. DiBiase poured on the offense, keeping Roberts on the mat for the most part, and sending him back to the mat quickly when the Snake managed to regain his feet. A power slam put Roberts down for a mere one-count, which frustrated DiBiase, and he began arguing with Morgan Dollar that he was counting too slowly. While the Million Dollar Man bickered with the official, Roberts slithered out to the floor and appropriated Dave Prazak's chair, then slid back into the ring with it and waffled DiBiase across the back! For whatever reason, Dollar opted to let the match continue and dropped down to make the count when Roberts made the cover, though DiBiase got a shoulder up at two and a half.

The Snake whipped DiBiase into the ropes and back body dropped him all the way over the top rope to the floor...which proved to be a mistake, as the Million Dollar Man was able to get his hands on the dented chair that Roberts had used on him. When Roberts reached over the top rope to grab hold of DiBiase, he got a face full of chair for his trouble. With Roberts staggered, DiBiase hit a swinging neckbreaker and made the cover, but Roberts kicked out. The Million Dollar Man's frustration continued to grow, until he launched himself into the ropes and came off with a devastating lariat that flipped Roberts halfway over. DiBiase pointed at the official and shouted "Count!" as he made the cover, and he finally earned the 1-2-3.

WINNER: "The Million Dollar Man" Ted DiBiase via pinfall (9:50) *****


Post-Match Drama

After Morgan Dollar raised DiBiase's hand, Roberts began to shake off the cobwebs and crawl towards the sack that held Damien, but the Million Dollar Man quickly pounced and began laying into him with punches. Almost immediately, Gorgeous George raced out, rolled into the ring, and joined in the assault. It took Morgan Dollar, Tommy Young, and both Hebners to break up the attack and send the rule breakers packing while Roberts rolled out to the floor, holding his neck. He made his way to the commentary table and grabbed the headset away from Dave Prazak (who was awkwardly still standing). Roberts hissed into the headset that he expected it from DiBiase, but he didn't think George had the nerve. He demanded a match against Gorgeous George at the very next show. He went on to say, "George, you introduce me to your friend Cherie, and maybe you can meet my friend...Damien."


Ricky "the Dragon" Steamboat vs. "Superfly" Jimmy Snuka
Referee: Joey Marella

Gary Michael Cappetta introduced Jimmu Snuka first, but he had barely begun when Superfly became enraged, grabbing him by the lapels and shaking him. Steamboat paced over, spun Snuka around, and unladed across his chest with a fierce reverse knife edge as Joey Marella called for the bell. The opening minutes of the match were little more than an exchange of chops and kicks; Snuka was the first to break the martial arts exchange by hoisting his opponent up for a backbreaker and making a cover, which only earned a one-count, but it was enough to keep Steamboat down as Superfly climbed to the top rope and went for his SUPERFLY LEAP. He hit the move perfectly, but incredibly, the Dragon was able to kick out at two!

This only served to light a fire in Snuka, though; he unleashed a savage series of attacks on Steamboat and never took his foot off the gas, even for a moment. Backbreaker. Knee drop. Flying cross body block. Flying head butt. Power slam. Piledriver. When all was said and done, Steamboat lay crumpled on the mat: easy prey for another SUPERFLY LEAP and a three-count.

WINNER: "Superfly" Jimmy Snuka via pinfall (7:09) **½


CWA World Championship Match: "Nature Boy" Ric Flair (c) vs. "Nature Boy" Buddy Rogers
Referee: Tommy Young

While the two competitors continued to dispute who was the true "Nature Boy," there was no question as to who was the "Dirtiest Player in the Game," as Flair jumped Rogers during ring introductions, while the challenger was still stretching on the ropes. The action spilled out to the floor almost immediately, and to say that referee Tommy Young was extremely generous with his ten-count would be a gross understatement. The champion had the advantage for most of the fight on the floor, until Rogers slapped him hard across the face and drove his head into the announce table. The challenger rolled Flair back into the ring and immediately went on the attack.

Rogers held the advantage briefly, and even scored a two-count after a stiff right hand knocked the champion on his back. The challenger made a tactical error in sending Flair into the ropes and ducking his head too early: the champ saw the back drop coming from a mile away, grabbed Rogers' head, and rolled him up in a small package that came within a couple inches of earning a three-count. While Rogers was climbing to his feet and trying to regain his bearings, Flair drove his shoulder into the challenger's knee with a hellacious chop block. Rogers crumpled to the mat, and was easy prey for Flair's version of the FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK.

WINNER and STILL CWA World Champion: "Nature Boy" Ric Flair (5:41) ***½


Kezar Pavillion Capacity: 4,000
Paid Attendance: 1,457
Cyberlink Views: 940,603

[Deleted]

April 15, 2089

Melanie, you wanted to have a team meeting?
Yeah. Look, guys, we got hacked last time. I'm still trying to figure out by who.
What got hacked?
I can't even tell yet. It seems like there were changes made to systems and subsystems at random, some major, some minor.
Who would make random changes to our systems?
And why?
I don't know, but until we figure it out, let's tighten our security protocols. Use thirty-two bit encryption from this point on, and make sure all your servers are locked down tight.
You got it, boss.
Alright, we've got ten minutes. Let's run a systems check, then get the show started.
Roger. Stationary Emitter Arrays online...


We don’t have to take this, back against the wall...
We don’t have to take this, we can end it all...
All you’ll ever be is a fading memory of a bully...


"Hacksaw" Jim Duggan vs.The Great Muta

Referee: Joey Marella

Duggan came out of the gates strong, parleying his power advantage into an extended sequence where he was in control, even leaving Muta laying on the mat after a sick piledriver. Try as he might, however, Duggan couldn't follow up on his advantage: Muta was just too quick and too resilient, and eventually came battling back, albeit with a sore neck. Duggan's strength and endurance proved to be too much for Muta to contend with for very long, and despite a near fall after a handspring elbow, he was forced to rely on rest holds punctuated by an occasional kick to keep Duggan from roaring back.

Despite Muta's best efforts, Duggan was eventually able to escape to the floor and reverse a whip into the ring post with one of his own. Muta hit the steel hard, and after Duggan rolled him back into the ring, a stiff clothesline put the Pearl of the Orient down for a two-count. While Muta climbed unsteadily to his feet, a FLYING SPEAR put him down for good.

WINNER: "Hacksaw" Jim Duggan via pinfall (9:53) *½


Rob Van Dam vs. "Superfly" Jimmy Snuka
Referee: Dave Hebner

This was hard-hitting encounter between two evenly-matched competitors: martial artists, high-flyers, and technical gurus, and each man put on a display of heavy artillery early in the match. Snuka scored two near falls early with a power slam and a flying head butt, but when he went for his SUPERFLY LEAP, Van Dam got his knees up and managed to turn the tide. A Van Daminator (which Dave Hebner let slide) and a FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH put Snuka down for a long two-count, but once things spilled out to the floor, Superfly picked up the dented chair that had been kicked into his face earlier, and unloaded on RVD, taking control once again.

Superfly snapped off an impressive series of moves (a backbreaker, a flying head butt, and a piledriver), then he went to the top rope and went for a flying dropkick. RVD dropped out of the way, and Dave Hebner took the full brunt of the blow. With no referee, Snuka took full advantage, sliding the much-abused chair into the ring and wailing on Van Dam with it, until blood started to trickle from a nasty cut opened up across his back. Before Superfly could take RVD out for good, referee Earl Hebner rushed out to take over officiating duties for his brother. While the second Hebner took the chair out of play, he could not stop Snuka from delivering not one, but two piledrivers to Van Dam on the arena floor. RVD was clearly out cold, and Snuka rolled back int the ring to accept the count out victory.

WINNER: "Superfly" Jimmy Snuka via count out (10:32) ***½


Hulk Hogan vs. Diamond Dallas Page
Referee: Morgan Dollar

Prior to the match, as Hogan made his way down the aisle, Page got in Morgan Dollar's face, insisting that he stop favoring Hogan and give Page the break he deserves. DDP got quite aggressive, and something seemed to snap in the small referee: he began shouting back in Page's face and, while Hogan looked on in amusement, backing the much-larger grappler into a corner.


Shit! Shit, shit!
Dammit...What is it now?
Someone's in our wrestler database! They're rewriting the A.I. parameters!
WHAT?!?
Who?
DDP and...the referee?
Why would someone rewrite the referee parameters?
God...What next? Just try and lock down the system. Shut down the whole show if you have to!


While DDP attempted to shake off his encounter with the referee, Hogan charged across the ring. Page blinked, realized what was coming, and leaped over Hogan's shoulders, rolling him up in a sunset flip for a slow one-count. He immediately popped up and hit Hogan with a jawbreaker, but the Hulkster was having none of it. He brushed off the effects of the jawbreaker and begin peppering DDP's head with punches before whipping him into the opposite corner, mounting the second turnbuckle, and driving his fist into Page's head ten times.

Hogan went for another Irish whip into the corner, but this time Page reversed the throw and followed the Hulkster in with a shoulder tackle. Another jawbreaker put Hogan on the mat, and he promptly rolled out to the floor to grab Dave Prazak's chair. When DDP followed him out, Hogan blasted him between the eyes with the foreign object, and a disappointed Morgan Dollar was forced to call for the bell.

WINNER: Diamond Dallas Page via disqualification (3:45) *½


Jake "the Snake" Roberts vs. Gorgeous George (with Cherie Dupré)
Referee: Tommy Young

Roberts never gave George a chance to breathe in this match, let alone get in any offense. He scored early with a short-arm clothesline and a running knee lift that sent George scampering to the floor and the waiting arms of his valet, each of whom kept one eye on the undulating burlap sack in Jake's corner. George finally climbed back into the ring, only to get clotheslined over the top rope and back to the floor. This time, when he made his way back into the ring, Jake was waiting for him; he planted George with a perfect DDT and put his lights out for good.

WINNER: Jake "the Snake" Roberts via pinfall (4:12) *


Post-Match Drama

As Gorgeous George struggled (mightily) to get to his feet, Roberts crept to his corner, untied hid burlap bag, and dumped the eighteen-plus foot python Damien onto the canvas. He scooped the slithering reptile up and moved in on George, only for Cherie Dupré to climb onto the apron and plead for him to stop. With a smirk, Roberts threatened Dupré with Damien, and she shrieked and fell awkwardly off the apron. Roberts turned his attention back to Gorgeous George, but the veteran rule breaker had taken advantage of his valet's distraction to roll out of the ring and make his way up the aisle, leaving Roberts alone in the ring to hoist Damien above his head in victory as the crowd went wild.


Non-Title Match: CWA World Tag Team Champions The Road Warriors (with "Precious" Paul Ellering) vs. "Mr. Perfect" Curt Hennig & "Ravishing" Rick Rude (with Bobby "the Brain" Heenan)
Referee: Earl Hebner

Rude and Hawk locked up to start the match...which wasn't really a match so much as an aggravated assault. Despite the best efforts of Bobby Heenan (who stretched, broke, or mangled pretty much every rule he could think of and a couple which haven't been invented yet), Rude and Hennig were utterly dominated for the better part of twenty minutes, and only their inherent toughness and their clever manager kept them from getting eliminated earlier than that. There was one brief moment where Hennig was able to cover Animal after a rolling neck snap (for a one-count), but otherwise, it was all Road Warrior all the time, until Animal finally pinned Rude after a POWER SLAM.

WINNERS: The Road Warriors via pinfall (19:59) *½


CWA Holovision Championship Match: "Macho Man" Randy Savage (c) vs. Ricky "the Dragon" Steamboat
Referee: Morgan Dollar

As Morgan Dollar checked the competitors' boots, knee pads, and trunks for foreign objects, Savage seemed particularly incensed, and he growled at the official that he had better respect the champion and make sure all of his rulings were fair, and took into account the needs of the company. While he had stood up to Diamond Dallas Page earlier, Savage was an entirely different sort of crazy, and Dollar swallowed hard before backing down...


Melanie! It's happening again!
I thought you had it locked down!
I thought I did, too! They're rewriting Savage and...Morgan Dollar!
Again?
That's it! Shut down the link to the Colonial Cybernet!
Melanie, that's gonna shut down our live feed. We're gonna lose a lot of money on--
I don't care! Do it! Now!


As nearly one million live feeds across the solar system went abruptly dead, champion and challenger circled one another in the ring. In this case, it was the champion who came out strong, determined to hang onto his title at all costs. Savage took the Dragon to the floor for a wild brawl (which the Macho Man won), he choked Steamboat on the ropes, and he even delivered a nasty piledriver that earned him a long (and a fast) two-count. Try as he might, however, the champion could not keep Steamboat down, and no matter how much punishment the Dragon absorbed, he was still able to rally back every time, even if it was only to deliver a chop or a kick before Savage poured on the offense once again.

Continuing to abuse the challenger, Savage ran the ropes and clotheslined Steamboat over the top rope and to the floor. He followed the challenger out of the ring and attempted to ram his head into the announce table, and that proved to be a fatal flaw; Steamboat blocked the maneuver, countered with a karate thrust to Savage's ribs, then drove the champion's head into the table instead. Rolling Savage back into the ring, the Dragon immediately climbed to the top rope and hit a picture perfect DIVING CROSS BODY for a slow one-count. The challenger spared only a moment to toss a questioning glance at Dollar over the irregularity of his counts before lifting Savage up in a double chicken wing. When Savage refused to submit, he was dropped to the ground and rolled up with a small package and a victory roll in short order, then hit with another DIVING CROSS BODY, which again earned only a one-count due to Morgan Dollar's slow count.

With less than a minute left in the match, Steamboat stepped on the gas, working Savage over with martial arts. A crescent kick put the champion on his knees, and double trapezius chops dropped him to the mat. When Steamboat attempted to roll him over, Morgan Dollar stepped between the two men to ensure Savage was not injured, finally drawing an exasperated growl from the challenger. Savage struggled to his feet and got wrapped up in another small package, this one cinched in tight. Dollar dove into position and made another ridiculously slow count: one . . . two . . . th--and that's when the bell rang. Steamboat leaped to his feet, thinking he had unseated the champion, but Dollar was all too quick to wave off the victory.

NO WINNER: Time Limit Draw (15:00) *****


Kezar Pavillion Capacity: 4,000
Paid Attendance: 2,870
Cyberlink Views: 959,415 --> 0

[wildfire]

Wow, awesome stuff... I love the meta thing you're doing there! Fantastic way to logic the different eras together. I assume you have some sort of formula for the attendance (You know I love them stats!)

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May 16, 2020 10:08:37 GMT -5 wildfire said:

Wow, awesome stuff... I love the meta thing you're doing there! Fantastic way to logic the different eras together. I assume you have some sort of formula for the attendance (You know I love them stats!)

Hey, thanks, Wildfire! Coming from Mr. LWA, that is high praise indeed!

I admit, I do have a long-term payoff to the meta stuff that will be my excuse for getting back into the GWF one day, but right now I'm really enjoying playing CWA/LOW here, and Chikara (2006) and MLW (2018) on my own. When Chikara reaches the year 2010, I will be adding a Shimmer fed and an Evolve fed to the mix, and when MLW reaches 2020, I will debut Next Generation Wrestling, which will be based unabashedly on NXT and will be a competitor/predator for MLW. At those points, I will basically be doing nothing but playing Filsinger Games products, so hopefully I can get on somebody's payroll for that. 

Thanks again for reading and for taking the time to comment. I really appreciate your input.

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Heh. Now that I have found the flash drive with all my Filsinger Games files on it, I can get back to this fed. Look for the next show today or tomorrow.

[tafkaga]

This is one of those fed concepts I wish I'd thought of myself. Very creative and interesting!

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Jul 16, 2020 9:11:24 GMT -5 tafkaga said:

This is one of those fed concepts I wish I'd thought of myself. Very creative and interesting!

Wow, thanks! I have tried to run Legends feds before but could never reconcile having people from different eras wrestling one another. Much as I loved the idea of putting the Fabulous Kangaroos against the Road Warriors, I just couldn’t get past that.

Then I thought up the CWA. And I am loving it. Plus, if I ever get around to restarting a GWF fed, and if LHI (or Melanie on her own, or the mysterious hacker) ever develops tactile holograms, I could conceivably play out the occasional supercard. Thantos vs. Buddy Rogers? Lou Thesz vs. Star Warrior? Curt Hennig vs. Justice? Yes, please!

But I digress. Thank you so much for the kind words. I am humbled and very appreciative.

[tafkaga]

Jul 16, 2020 10:00:47 GMT -5 @poisonedshadows said:

Jul 16, 2020 9:11:24 GMT -5 tafkaga said:

This is one of those fed concepts I wish I'd thought of myself. Very creative and interesting!

Wow, thanks! I have tried to run Legends feds before but could never reconcile having people from different eras wrestling one another. Much as I loved the idea of putting the Fabulous Kangaroos against the Road Warriors, I just couldn’t get past that.

Then I thought up the CWA. And I am loving it. Plus, if I ever get around to restarting a GWF fed, and if LHI (or Melanie on her own, or the mysterious hacker) ever develops tactile holograms, I could conceivably play out the occasional supercard. Thantos vs. Buddy Rogers? Lou Thesz vs. Star Warrior? Curt Hennig vs. Justice? Yes, please!

But I digress. Thank you so much for the kind words. I am humbled and very appreciative.

I know what you mean.  That's what held me back from running Legends for a while.  I kind of think of it as if I'm playing with action figures.  I had an action figure fed in my childhood with WWF Hasbro, TMNT, He-Man and every other kind of figure that was similar scale and never thought twice about it.  So, once I got myself out of the mindset that this had to be authentic, I started having fun.

[Deleted]

April 28, 2089

Alright, here’s the situation. The Colonial Government isn’t very happy with us for shutting down the cyberlink simulcast last time.
Neither are the fans. We’re going to take a bath on this show.
Live attendance is way up, though.
True. But either way, if we pull the plug like that again, we’ll be sanctioned into oblivion.
So what do we do?
Here’s our new normal: sixty-four bit encryption on every protolinguistic pathway.
I’ve got discrete firewalls set up on every system and subsystem and our cyberlink upload is hardwired to the broadcast emitter.
Good. And I want everyone jacked into the system for the entire show. If an intrusion is detected anywhere, isolate that subroutine and lock it down.
Couldn’t that interfere with match quality?
I don’t care. Shut it down. I don’t want a stray data bit getting in or out. Isolate the intruder’s link id, too.
You got it, boss.
Alright. We’re twenty minutes to bell time. Run a system diagnostic…


We don’t have to take this, back against the wall...
We don’t have to take this, we can end it all...
All you’ll ever be is a fading memory of a bully...


Ricky “the Dragon” Steamboat vs. “Superfly” Jimmy Snuka
Referee: Joey Marella

The Dragon took an early advantage with a deep arm drag and an arm bar; Snuka tried to power out, but Steamboat nimbly hopped over his opponent and transitioned into a side headlock. Snuka fired Steamboat into the ropes, but the Dragon came off with a cross body block for a two-count. A karate display followed, with Steamboat laying into his opponent with a succession of chops to his chest, head, and even his trapezius muscles. With Snuka staggered, the Dragon climbed up to the top rope and flew, taking his opponent down with a DIVING CROSS BODY for a three-count.

WINNER: Ricky “the Dragon” Steamboat (4:16) ½


In-Ring Interview: Diamond Dallas Page

Gary Michael Cappetta met Page in the ring, and the man from the Jersey Shore was livid. He pointed out (rightly) that he had beaten Hulk Hogan, he had pinned the Ultimate Warrior, yet Ted DiBiase had gotten a title match against Ric Flair and not Page himself. Moreover, Page claimed he knew why: the “shadow authority!”

Oh God, not this again.
We need to give them someone to talk about other than us.
How do they even know to talk about us, anyway?
It doesn’t matter. How far along are you with the Commissioner program?
I’ve got a preliminary model created, but it’s just—
Load it.
But I don’t think you’ll like—
I don’t care! Load it!
Um… Okay. Computer, run program Tango Lima Niner Niner…

Page was still complaining about the mysterious figures who hid “up in their server room” and refused to show their faces to the fans or the talent when he was interrupted by music blaring from the loudspeakers in the arena.

You know it’s the MacMilitant…
Coming to get it on…

The crowd erupted as Teddy Long came out to address Page’s complaints, saying that if he had an issue, he could “take it up with me.” But before Page could say anything else, Long went on. He said that he felt Page had a very good point, so he was giving Page—and everyone else on the roster—a chance to make their dreams come true.

What is he talking about?
I have no idea.
Perfect.
I told you you wouldn’t like it.

Beginning at the next show, on the first day of May, the CWA would feature a sixteen-man, single-elimination “Make-a-Wish” tournament. The tournament would run throughout the month of May, and the winner would get to make a wish that “Genie Teddy Long” would make come true. So, if Page wanted a title shot, all he had to do was “step up and win the tournament, playa!”


Rob Van Dam vs. Gorgeous George (with Cherie Dupré)
Referee: Tommy Young

George opened up the match by slapping RVD across the face, which was about the worst mistake he could make. Van Dam exploded in offense, kicking and slamming Gorgeous George around the ring before sending him tumbling out to the floor. Van Dam suplexed George onto the announce table, then climbed onto the apron and flew, driving his opponent through the table with a leg drop.

Once RVD was back in the ring, discussing his actions with the referee, Cherie Dupré climbed onto the apron to add her two cents. This allowed George to slide into the ring while everyone’s back was turned and unload on Van Dam with a sick chair shot that sent him crumpling to the mat. George applied his SPINNING TOE HOLD, but Van Dam was out cold. Tommy Young had no choice; he called for the bell immediately.

WINNER: Gorgeous George via submission (4:17) ½


The Ultimate Warrior vs. “Nature Boy” Buddy Rogers
Referee: Morgan Dollar

Although Rogers got in some offense early, and even had his opponent down after an atomic drop, Warrior soon came rallying back and never let up. What followed was an extended squash as the man from Parts Unknown put on a power display, tossing Rogers across the ring and even over the top rope from the floor back into the ring. The end came when Warrior hoisted Rogers over his head and dropped him with a gorilla press slam, then put him away with a BIG SPLASH for the three-count.

WINNER: The Ultimate Warrior via pinfall (9:07) *


Hulk Hogan & “Hacksaw” Jim Duggan vs. “Mr. Perfect” Curt Hennig & “Ravishing” Rick Rude (with Bobby “the Brain” Heenan)
Referee: Earl Hebner

Rude and Duggan started the match for their teams, with Rude taking an early advantage and keeping Duggan in the Heenan Family’s side of the ring. Quick tags followed, but Hacksaw refused to stay down, even when hit with a flying knee drop by Rude or a fierce lariat from Hennig. Mr. Perfect made a surprisingly imperfect decision to charge at Hacksaw after whipping him into the corner; Duggan ducked down and Hennig’s shoulder rammed hard into the ring post.

Hacksaw finally made it to his corner and tagged in Hogan, who went right after Mr. Perfect. A series of punches followed by a devastating overhand right knocked Hennig to the mat, senseless. Hogan followed up with an atomic drop and a big boot, setting up for his LEG DROP, but Rude slithered into the ring and pulled his partner to the ropes before Hogan could attempt his signature move. Hennig stumbled to the corner, but sidestepped Hogan’s charge and rolled him up with a schoolboy for a one-count. Before Hogan knew what hit him, Mr. Perfect hit a rolling neck snap and tagged in his Ravishing partner to finish off the Hulkster.

Rude put Hogan on the mat with a clothesline, then climbed to the top rope and hit a picture-perfect knee drop right across Hogan’s temple, opening a nasty cut. Hogan staggered to his feet with crimson flowing down his face and into his eyes. Blinded, he was easy prey for another Rude clothesline, and this one put him down for the count.

WINNERS: “Mr. Perfect” Curt Hennig & “Ravishing” Rick Rude via pinfall (11:34) **½


Post-Match Drama

With Hogan on the mat, Rude and Hennig began laying the boots to him, forgetting that Duggan was still on the apron, albeit winded from earlier in the match. Nevertheless, taking up his trusty 2x4, Hacksaw charged across the mat, swinging for the fences. Hennig turned just in time to see him coming and ducked out of the way, which left Rude to absorb the full fury of Duggan’s swing. The 2x4 cracked into Rude’s shoulder and sent him crumpling to the mat. Heenan quickly helped Mr. Perfect pull Rude to safety, then the heels escaped to the back, leaving Duggan to tend to his fallen partner.


CWA World Championship Match: "Nature Boy" Ric Flair (c) vs. “The Million Dollar Man” Ted DiBiase
Referee: Dave Hebner

Ric Flair reminded everyone why he is the dirtiest player in the game by slapping DiBiase across the face just as the opening bell sounded. Ducking the Million Dollar Man’s return swing, Flair grabbed DiBiase and executed a belly-to-back suplex, then poured on the offense and never let up. Two kneebreakers and a FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK had DiBiase in serious trouble early, though he refused to submit.

A rolling knee drop busted DiBiase’s head open, and Flair made the cover, hooking the tights for leverage. Unfortunately for the champion, Dave Hebner saw him and refused to make the count. DiBiase tried to fight back, but unable to put any weight on his left leg really cost him—Flair weathered a few weak punches, then hit one more kneebreaker. The champion didn’t even bother going the FIGURE FOUR again; he simply laid across DiBiase’s chest and hooked a leg (and put his feet up on the ropes) while the official counted to three.

WINNER and STILL CWA World Champion: “Nature Boy” Ric Flair (10:16) ***


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Okay, permit me a moment to vent, here.

On August 10th, 2020, there was a fire in my apartment building. The apartment across from mine (and my fiancé's) had a bad kitchen fire but, thankfully, it was contained before anyone was seriously hurt. Diane had to go to the ER for smoke inhalation (twice), but she is better now.

However, our apartment, being across from the incinerated one, suffered a great deal of smoke damage, not to mention all the soot and carcinogenic particles that come with it. We had to leave our apartment and move into a hotel.

That was on August 10th. We are still in the damn hotel.

The apartment complex is making a lot of decisions regarding how to go about repairing the damaged units. They are, universally, selecting the cheapest options...which of course, take the longest time. Diane and I found out last week that we may be out of the apartment for another two to three months. Which is, quite frankly, ridiculous.

Anyway, I digress. We had to get all of our belongings out of the apartment and decontaminated. This included all my Filsinger Games paraphernalia. With the weather turning colder, the remediation company who handled our items brought us some warmer clothing...and I asked them to bring me a little blue and grey tackle box which contains my entire CWA wrestling promotion. So, while I am stuck in this hotel until, apparently, at least December or January, I will once again be bringing you the Classic Wrestling Alliance. Look for the next card in a few days.

Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk.