[Open to a still shot of the IIWF Coliseum, panned out quite a bit. This could be from any event or any date, the picture is too blurry to pick out anything specific. Suddenly, "Temptation" by the Tea Party begins to play as shots of whiskey bottles "jump" onto the screen, every conceviable type of distilled spirits being displayed at least once. A voice over chimes in on top of the music, with the voice of an anonymous TV narrator.] VO: IIWF Wednesday War Room is brought to you by Kessler's Breweries Incorporated... Kessler's reminds you to become friends with a dork so that you never have to be the designated driver. [The opening graphics explode onto the screen:]                           ________      ______                           | || |\ \ /\ / /| __|                           | || | \ v  v / | __|                           |_||_|  \_/\_/  |_|                         __ __       __ _______  ___                  |    //_  / | /| //_ /__   / | /__|\__/                  | / //   /  // |//      \ /  //   /  /                  |/|//__ /__//  //_______//__//   /__/                        ___  ___      ___   ________                  |    //__| /__\     /__\  /  //  //|/|                  | / //   //   \    /   \ /  //  // / |                  |/|//   //    /   /    //__//__//    |                  -------------------------------------- December 10 1997 [Cut to a sweeping shot of the special broadcast wing of the IIWF Hall of Fame, passing such pieces of IIWF broadcast history as several dozen crates of "Dan Kauffman we hardly knew ye" mugs, Coronation Clash commemorative styrofoam crowns, and Sparkplug Lee's original powder blue tuxedo... and then ending on a beautifully finished mahogany broadcast table, at which sit Larry Morton and newest member of the IIWF announce team, Dave Bacon, both wearing official IIWF blazers. The camera shot switches to a wider view as Larry turns to address the lens.] LM: Hello folks, and welcome to another edition of IIWF Wednesday War Room! I'm Dave Bacon, and... DB: No, Larry, _I'm_ Dave Bacon. LM: You are? Then I must be Larry Morton. DB: Bing! Ten points to Mr. Morton. Choose your category! LM: It's all this upheaval -- one week there's no midweek show, then the next we have a new producer... and this week, we're back to our original producer. I feel so... lost. DB: There, there, Larry. Fans, we've got a whole truckload of action to recap for you from tonight's IIWF house show, which went down in the Coliseum, featuring the debut of the Smooth! LM: Let's... get... Smooooooth! On top of that, we saw a trio of the newcomers to the singles roster -- Charles Scheffield, Christopher Stonebreaker and Mark Destructo -- in action, as well as hot tag team action with the Natural Predators squaring off against the High Plains Drifters, and the Down Boys meeting the Fabulous Ones! Don't go away, folks, because it's all coming up right here tonight! DB: Before we get to the recap, I'd just like to update all the good folks at home about my upcoming editorial segment, the "Bacon Bit". There seems to be a certain amount of resistance to my tackling the subject I announced last week -- so the segment is still under review. I'll be sure to bring you the debut "Bacon Bit" right here next week, however, you can be sure of that. LM: How come I don't get my own editorial segment? It could be called the "Morton Meander" -- or "Larry's Lambast"... see? I have a natural talent for this stuff. They don't call me the king of the midweek shows for nothing. DB: I don't believe they call you the king of the midweek shows at all, Larry. LM: Oh. Let's get to the recap -- starting with one of the most long-awaited debuts in IIWF history: that big, lovable Mexican galoot, the Smooth, faced Steve "the Fury" Kowalski! Here are the highlights! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Steve "the Fury" Kowalski vs. The Smooth [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [Cut to footage captioned, "Earlier Tonight". The ring announcer is in the midst of welcoming the crowd to the arena for the show when he is interrupted by Steve Roberts, walking unannounced down the aisle with microphone in hand. He receives a mixed reaction, some fans starting up the "Stall, Soundbite! Stall!" chant.] SR: What I'd like to have right now is for all you biscuit eating, mother loving morons to put your hands together... and then pull them apart... and then put them back together again until you make some type of "clapping" motion -- for the future of professional wrestling... he weighs 500 pounds and hails from the mean streets of Tijuana... he is the first member of the Soundbite Special Forces... Ladies and Gentlemen... LET'S... GET... SMOOOOOOOTTTHHH!! [Huge pop as Lionel Richie's "Truly" blares out over the PA, and the Smooth hits the ring in the way that only a massive, 500 pound Mexican man wearing a Steve "The Fury" Kowalski t-shirt can hit the ring. He yells "Who's the Man?" before a goofy, lopsided grin encompasses his face. Roberts seems to be coaching the Smooth, loosening up his neck and arms for him as "Don't Fear The Reaper" kicks in over the PA to a huge pop and the immediate eruption of "Skull-pump! Skull-pump!" chants which shake the Coliseum! Roberts bails out as Kowalski hits the ring. Smooth seems happy to see him as the referee signals for the bell to start the match. Without so much as removing his well-worn denim jacket, Kowalski simply kicks Smooth in the midsection, doubling him over, hooks one arm... hooks the other... "SKULL-PUMP! SKULL-PUMP!" Huge pop as Kowalski drives the Smooth's head into the canvas, makes the cover -- 1 - 2 - 3! Ding! Ding! Ding!] RA: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, in a time of eight seconds: Steve "the Fury" Kowalski! [Roberts helps the Smooth from the ring, and the two head up the aisle, Soundbiute telling Smooth how well he did and the fans applauding him. In the ring, Kowalski grabs a microphone, and yells out over the PA:] SK: Looks like tha baddest man ona planet jus' smoothed yer ass out, Smooth! Study the tapes, Anus... Oh yeah, I know yer backstage. It'll be worse on Saturday! So, stop by confession fer last time! [With that, and with the "Skull-pump!" chants still ringing around the Coliseum, Kowalski tosses the microphone to the outside, artfully hitting Sparkplug Lee square on the head, the Fury leaves the ring and heads up the aisle. Cut back to the studio.] LM: That's got to be one of the shortest debuts in IIWF history, Dave. DB: Indeed. We didn't really get to see any of the supposed months of training that Steve Roberts has been giving the Smooth since they met in that Mexican prison back on the Coronation Clash Crusade Tour -- but the fans certainly seem to love this guy. LM: And he has excellent taste in music. # Truly... Truly in love with you... # DB: Whatever you say, Larry. Steve Kowalski demonstrated that deadly Skullpump for us -- consistently regarded as the most dangerous, the most effective finishing manoeuvre currently in the IIWF -- and sent a clear message to Serge Annis, his opponent this Saturday: the Fury's on a roll. Will Annis have enough firepower to halt the rise of the Next Big Thing? WINNER: Steve "the Fury" Kowalski by pinfall in 0:08. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Christopher Stonebreaker vs. "Nifty" Ned Norton [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [Cut to footage captioned, "Earlier Tonight." Christopher Stonebreaker stands in the back just prior to his match, with his sledgehammer over his shoulder, as he waits for his entrance music to begin playing. ] CS: Gentlemen, this is the first night that you see the real Ragin' Cajun.  Musashi, I want you to take a hard look at what you just created.  What you are about to see this evening is a sign of things to come for each and every member of the IIWF who steps in the way of this wrestler. Norton, tonight, you are the messenger.  After you go down to the mat in defeat, I want you to tell EVERYONE what they can expect. And Musashi, after that message gets back to you, I want you to look at the monster that you were responsible in unleashing on the federation, and the monster that will get you in that squared circle again. [Chris's music starts to play over the system and Chris points the sledgehammer directly at the camera as he makes his way through the hall toward the arena walkway. Cut to the highlights:] It was apparent in this match that newcomer Christopher Stonebreaker has just thrown the rulebook out the window.   He came charging down to the ring, ducked under the ropes, and immediately put the sledgehammer to use with a thrust to the midsection of Norton.  Tossing the hammer out to the ring apron, he proceeded to pound away on Norton. Despite being in a position to finish Norton within two minutes, Stonebreaker took this match towards the time limit, risking disqualification from the official. His tactics also included taking it both inside and outside the ring -- where he used all manner of ringside furniture as weaponry against Norton. Inside the ring, Stobreaker put on a power and brawling display, including Gorilla press, right hand punches, etc. In the end, Stonebreaker scored the pinfall victory with his Rockside Suplex, a devastating slingshot brainbuster. Norton had to be helped from the ring by the official after the contest, while Stonebreaker remained in the ring to celebrate. [Cut back to the studio.] LM: Ragin' Cajun indeed -- Stonebreaker was on fire out there tonight! DB: He certainly exhibited a great deal of anger out there tonight. It seems the defeat at the hands of Takezo Musashi last Saturday has put the magnitude of Stonebreaker's task into focus. It takes everything you have and then some to make it as a superstar in the IIWF -- and based on his display tonight, I would say that Stonebreaker certainly has the raw materials. The question is, will he look so dominant going up against one of the true superstars of the IIWF? WINNER: Christopher Stonebreaker by pinfall in 13:32. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Charles Scheffield vs. Jumpin' Jack [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [Cut to footage captioned, "Earlier Tonight": a shot of Scheffield warming up for his match.] CS: Well, I finally have my first singles matchup here in the IIWF. I have been in a triple threat and a six man tag team match so far.  I have not been able to show off any of my skill, but tonight, I intend to make an example of you, Mr. Jack.  See, my technical game is one of the most ruthless around.  I plan to show each and every one of my fans why _I_ am the premier newcomer in the IIWF.  Jack, I do not intend to let you get by me with an easy win.  I intend to grind you into the canvas with punishing submission after punishing submission.  I will show you that money isn't all I posses in the way of wealth.  See you in the ring, pal. [Cut to the highlights:] Scheffield headed slowly to the ring, taking in the generally positive reaction from the fans, who had yet to be fully acquainted with Scheffield's skills. The technician from Lordship, Connecticut started things off quickly with a takedown and an STF, which he soon released in order to hit an impressive bridging belly to back suplex. Scheffield released the unfortunate Jumpin' Jack beforte the three count, and proceeded to play with the prelim clown with all manner of technical holds and submission manoeuvres -- and, like Stonebreaker in the preceding match, showed his willingness to bend the rules, refusing to break submission holds on the referee's count, using the ropes for chokes or for leverage, and so on. Scheffield was totally dominant throughout the match, staying on top of Jack and allowing him no room for manouevre. Finally, after taunting Jumpin' Jack while having him trapped in a crossface, Scheffield put him away with his painful leglock/full nelson combination, which left Jack with no option than to submit. [Cut back to the studio.] LM: An impressive technical showpiece from the upper crust Scheffield, Dave. DB: Absolutely. Scheffield lacks the immediate impact of a Stonebreaker or, for that matter, a Destructo -- but he works hard, studies his opponents well, and possesses a good deal of savvy. He seems most at home in the ring against men of his own size and strength, and I'd be interested to see how he fares against somebody a good deal larger than himself. LM: But a bright future ahead of Charles Scheffield here in the IIWF for sure. WINNER: Charles Scheffield by submission in 8:22. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Mark Destructo vs. Scott "the Whine" Bloom ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [Cut to the highlights:] Destructo cut an imposing figure as he made his way down to the ring with his manager, Thomas F. Jones III, to face Scott Bloom, whom he dwarfed in the ring. Bloom, out of desperation, tried all manner of running tackles, body blocks and high-impact, high-velocity moves in the early going, but found himself hitting a brick wall. Destructo was unmovable in the ring until he seemed to come to life, and began the systematic dismantling of Bloom. However, during the match, the Meatman emerged into the aisle to a tumultuous reaction from the fans, and began tossing sandwiches to the fans. Destructo seemed visibly annoyed by the Meatman coming out, and quickly finished off Bloom with his devastating Destructo Backbreaker -- a variant of the move in which Destructo lifts his opponent onto his shoulder as if for a powerbomb but simply holds them there and squeezes, forcing the submission. After the match, the Meatman departed with a wave in the direction of Destructo, who had to be calmed by his manager. [Cut back to the studio.] LM: An impressive showing from Destructo -- but the crowd really go wild for the Meatman! DB: There's no doubting the pedigree of Mark Destructo, Larry, but upon seeing his reaction to the Meatman's appearance tonight, I have to wonder whether perhaps Destructo is expecting things to be handed to him on a plate here in the IIWF due to his storied career. The Meatman is working hard to get the fans on side here as he begins his IIWF career -- but Destructo has yet to grace us with an interview, and appeared surprised that he lost to Otto Verhoeven at the weekend. It's time to wake up and smell the coffee, Mr. Destructo -- you may be a former multiple world champion, and you may be extremely impressive and imposing physically, but you have to work for your success here in the IIWF. LM: Do you want to say that to his face? DB: Uh, no. But it's about time guys like Destructo wised up. This is the Double Eye, folks -- no love, no learnin'. LM: I couldn't have said it better myself. WINNER: Mark Destructo by submission in 5:27. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Natural Predators vs. High Plains Drifters ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [Cut to the highlights:] The Drifters did their best to work up the crowd as they came out for this match, but the fans seem to be losing interest in these two incongruously clean-living cowboys. The Predators enjoyed a warmer reception from the fans on the back of their recent hot streak, and they seemed fired up for the encounter ahead. Exhibiting impressive tandem work, the Grey Phoenix worked fast and furious in the early going, narrowly missing scoring an early pinfall. Bear worked the bulk of the match and used his strength to wear down both the Drifters, focusing on the smaller Pale Rider. With Kuyler Grayson on the outside encouraging his men to keep their strength and anger fierce, the Drifters were constantly on the defensive and constantly looked in danger of dropping the fall. In the end, it was the Natural Selection that scored the Predators their win, Bear grabbing Pale Rider around his waist and running him into the corner, making the tag to the Grey Phoenix as he did so. The Phoenix then superkicked Pale Rider, and Bear used that momentum to switch into a belly to back suplex. The Phoenix made the pin, while Bear tackled Easy Rider out of the ring to prevent him from interfering. [Cut to the studio.] LM: A very impressive victory for the Natural Predators, who are currently on the hottest run in the tag team division! DB: They certainly are. This is, in fact, their second victory over the High Plains Drifters -- who really are demonstrating that what they need more than anything else is the guidance of their former manager, the "Outlaw" Josey Wales, before their stock drops completely here in the IIWF -- and the Predators are hot property right now. I have to believe that a shot at the World Tag Team Championships isn't far in the future for this duo. WINNERS: Natural Predators by pinfall in 14:47. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Down Boys vs. The Fabulous Ones ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [Cut to footage captioned, "Earlier Tonight." The words “Hello baby” are heard over the PA, before a guitar squeals and “Good Enough” by Van Halen plays through the arena.  Ms. Miki, wearing a Donna Karen original pinstripe business suit, comes from behind the curtain carrying a microphone.] MM: Konbanwa!  It is my pleasure, as it is all the ladies here tonight as well, to introduce what geneticists dream of creating; the most perfect human specimens on gods incredible earth.  They hail from the Land of the Rising Sun.  They are everything a man wants to be, and everything a woman wants to be with.  Here are “The Universal Heartthrob” Agito Nakajima and”Sweet” Sho Satsuma -- THE FABULOUS ONES! [“Kiss of Death” by Dokken plays over the PA.  The lights go down as a spotlight shines on the two wrestlers making their way to the ring.  Agito, is wearing a long, oriental style, black silk, robe, with buttons down the chest area that disappear behind the UWF United States tag team belt that’s around his waist... Just behind him is Sho, who’s wearing a black tuxedo jacket with tails.  His pants are red with a black stripe down the side. In the stripe are the words “Sweet” Sho.  He also has black boots with “Fabs” on the sides.  Also, around his waist is the UWF US tag team title. Agito enters the ring and slowly, teasingly, takes off his robe revealing his ripped physique, to the females in attendance delight, as they give him a huge “pop”.  He has on black wrestling pants with red tiger stripes.  On the butt of the pants are the initials “UH”, for Universal Heartthrob.  He has red boots with Fabs on the sides.  Ms. Miki hands him the microphone.] AN: DOWN BOYS, prepare yourselves for a lesson in tag teaming.  Sho and myself are here to win those world titles and we’re not letting you stand in the way.  It seems to me that like a lot of the hair bands in the eighties, you’re all flash and no talent. [Agito hands the mic to Sho.] SS: DOWN BOYS, like your name, you're going ddddoooowwwwnnnn! [Sho does the universal sign for down, then strips off his tux and poses with Agito.  Again, a huge “pop” comes from the ladies in attendance.  Most of the men look on with “Yeah, yeah, whatever” looks. Cut to the highlights.] The Down Boys then made their entrance, Awesome T doing his best to whip them up into some kind of enthusiasm for the encounter, but Dan Oliver and Adam Peterson appeared to be on another planet: their hair wasn't sculpted with hairspray, their clothes lacked colour, and Oliver even appeared to have his tights on backwards. Peterson was close to tears as he grabbed a "Why, Marty? Why?" sign from a fan on his way to the ring. The Fabulous Ones were clearly in a different class to the Down Boys throughout this match, utilising their impressive tag team continuity to wear down the apathetic Down Boys -- although they were unable to pin them, thanks on occasion to the aposite interference from Awesome T, who seemed to be growing increasingly worried at his team's lack of focus. Ultimately, when the Fabs looked to perform their signature finisher, the Kamikaze Slam, which sees Agito press Sho above his head and dump him on the fallen opponent, Awesome T took severe action. Producing his Jay Buhner Autograph Model baseball bat, he cracked Agito in the back of the knees as he pressed Sho, causing him to crumple to the canvas. The referee didn't see the infraction, which allowed Peterson to crawl over to Sho and make the cover. Awesome T and the Down Boys bailed quickly at the end of the match, passing Paul Wong of the machines as they went. Wong came down into the aisle at the close of the match wearing a "Miki, I know you want me!" t-shirt, and appeared to be very amused by the Fabs' loss. Sho and Agito chased the laughing Wong to the back. [Cut back to the studio.] LM: What on earth has got into the Down Boys?! Surely they can't be _that_ upset about Marty Warnett's sudden change of heart? DB: The Down Boys must be grateful they have a manager who can keep his head, because, although I won't condone that kind of conduct from managers outside the ring, Awesome T saved the Down Boys from certain defeat in that match. And that's the difference between two teams without focus -- the cases in point being the Down Boys and the High Plains Drifters. The Fabulous Ones, arrogant and cocky as they are, were robbed tonight -- but there will be another day for them. LM: Paul Wong of the Machines certainly found the whole affair amusing. DB: I have to say I find his advances on Ms. Miki deplorable -- but that's entirely in character with Mr. Wong's usual conduct, so I can't say I'm surprised. The Machines and the Fabulous Ones will surely lock it up in the ring sometime soon. WINNERS: The Down Boys by pinfall in 12:57. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Steve Manning vs. El Super Gecko [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [Cut to footage captioned, "Earlier Tonight." A darkened locker room.  Steve Manning is staring at a monitor, watching the ending of the Quigley/Macbeth match, viewing it over and over again on loop, much like Quigley himself was doing on Countdown to Saturday Night.  Manning suddenly kicks the monitor off the table for no apparent reason.  He gazes up into the camera, a tear rolling down his cheek.] SM: In the nightmare of the dark, all the dogs of hell bark.  And the living dead wait, each sequestered in its hate. [Manning takes a deep breath...] SM: Intellectual disgrace stares from every human face, and the seas of pity lie, locked and frozen in each eye. [Manning sticks out his tongue, licking the teardrop off his own cheek, and then giving an ear to ear grin.] SM: You can't hurt the lizard.  You can't hurt the lizard.  You can't hurt the lizard.  You can't hurt the lizard.... [Manning starts laughing uncontrollably, and then stops suddenly, and begins repeating "You can't hurt the lizard." once again, as the eerie scene fades out. Cut to the highlights:] Manning seemed keen to demonstrate his "Brainshock" squaredriver, as he performed it on the hapless Gecko no fewer than four times in the match -- although as he went for it a fifth time, the resilient lizard, who had been decimated throughout the encounter by various attacks outside the ring with foreign objects, including, bizarrely, the same picture that Manning used to clobber his "friend" Chris Quigley on Saturday Night, reframed and with an image of the Gecko superimposed, managed to roll him up for a small package and nearly score the win! Manning was furious, and flew into a rage, battering the Gecko into submission with rights and lefts, angered that he had been made to look bad. Eventually, Manning hit one final Brainshock for the victory, but wasn't satisfied, and continued to beat on the Gecko -- until Majestic Maurice McArthur ran down the aisle to a big pop from the fans! McArthur hit the ring and tried to keep Manning at bay, but the rabid wrestler soon had 3M cowering on the mat along with the Gecko. Out came Chris Quigley to a mixed pop, and nailed Manning with a searing right hand blow to the jaw that knocked the deranged Manning on his behind. Steve Roberts emerged and helped both 3M and the Gecko from the ring while Quigley and Manning faced off in the ring, eventually leaving without further incident. [Cut back to the studio.] LM: A volatile situation going into this weekend's big rematch between Quigley and Majestic Maurice McArthur, with their cornermen Manning and the Gecko respectively. What did you make of Manning's debut, Dave? DB: Steve Manning certainly has a great deal of confidence in his abilities -- but perhaps he has a slightly over-inflated opinion of himself. He was oh so nearly humiliated by El Super Gecko out there tonight, and that vicious attack looked to me to be the result of his embarrassment more than anything else. LM: It's going to be a wild, wild night in the Coliseum on Saturday -- and you can bet that 3M and the Gecko will be out for vengeance after tonight's events! WINNER: Steve Manning by pinfall in 10:22. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Derek Mota & Timothy N. Turner vs. Scott Rogers & Richard "Moxy" Blue ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [Cut to the highlights:] Watched from the aisle by Icehawk and Fitz of former two time World Tag Team Champions Cold Spell, this match progressed in suitably wild fashion, the partnership of Scott Rogers and "Moxy" Blue surprisingly more cohesive than Mota and Turner. Both Rogers and Blue played to their strengths, Rogers blasting his opponents, and particularly Turner, with hard-hitting, high-impact moves, and Blue hitting his trademark high-flying manoeuvres. However, most surprising was the tag team fluency of Rogers and Moxy, who had clearly been training together and creating doubleteam manouevres to use on their opponents. Turner and Mota did their best to weather the storm, but in the end, Moxy got the pinfall after Rogers cracked Turner with a chair as he bounced against the ropes, out of the line of sight of the official. Moxy scored the pinfall, and it seemed that a full-scale brawl would break out after the closing bell, but Derek Mota surprisingly came into the ring to fend Rogers and Moxy away from the downed Turner, protecting the IIWF Cruiserweight Champion from their opponents' efforts to soften him up. Moxy and Rogers were forced away from ringside, and Rogers had a heated verbal exchange with Fitz in the aisle before all parties were separated by security staff and ushed to the locker room via separate exits. [Cut back to the studio.] LM: Well, a good old-fashioned screwjob win for Rogers and Moxy there, Dave. DB: Indeed. In some ways, it's a disappointing result, since they appeared to be the superior team in any case -- but I think the desire to soften Turner up ahead of this Saturday Night's Cruiserweight Championship match against Richard "Moxy" Blue got the better of them, and they had to resort to those heavy-handed tactics. LM: What about Derek Mota trying to save Timothy N. Turner? I would have thought that there'd be no love lost between the former Cruiserweight Champion and the man who beat him for the title. DB: It seems that Mota is willing to bury the hatchet and come out in support of Turner -- I guess he respects the man who beat him clean at Ring Wars IV. LM: And don't forget, folks, it's the "Rocket Man" vs. "Moxy" Blue, live from the IIWF Coliseum this Saturday Night! WINNERS: Scott Rogers & Richard "Moxy" Blue by pinfall in 12:33. LM: Okay, folks, that's just about it for tonight's "War Room". We'll be back next week with more action... DB: ...and my "Bacon Bit". LM: Don't forget "Countdown to Saturday Night" on Friday with yours truly and my lovely co-host, Victoria Von Edward, and then on Saturday Night, two hours of the livest, loudest, wrestlingest action anywhere on the planet! Until next time, for Dave Bacon, this is Larry Morton, saying: so long, and thanks for watching! ["Temptation" once again begins as the two colleagues shuffle their papers, Bacon looking at Morton incredulously and mouthing, "livest, loudest, wrestlingest?!" Fade.] +=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= I * I * W * F =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-+ | President: Daniel Spreadbury | Vice-President: Jim Jividen | | univ0322@sable.ox.ac.uk | brokeback@webtv.net | | iiwf@sisko.demon.co.uk | | +=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- http://www.sisko.demon.co.uk -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=+