["It's Like That" by Run DMC vs. Jason Nevins begins to play as photo flashes and spotlights whirr around the ring, showing quick clips of action that is to be underway. Clips shown include... Steve Sampson and Robert Donovan standing side by side in the ring! Paul Wong powerbombing Mr. Tsuburaya from the Jumbotron! Chris Staley hitting Deathbringer with a steel chair! Eddy Jacks jamming a sledgehammer into the throat of Christopher Stonebreaker! A split screen of Charles Scheffield with Serge Annis in a bow-and-arrow, and Chris Stonebreaker slowly walking to the ring with the sledgehammer on his shoulder! Split screen of Steve Manning facing "Playboy" Ronnie D and Luke Steele hitting Moxy Blue with the Floating DDT! Split screen of the Fabs attacking the Machines in the Parking lot and Gunnar Gaines and Caleb Temple dashing to the ring with Singapore canes!] SONG: # Unemployment at a record highs People coming, people going, people born to die Don't ask me, because I don't know why But it's like that, and that's the way it is # # People in the world tryin' to make ends meet You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet I said you got to work hard, you want to compete It's like that, and that's the way it is Huh! # # Money is the key to end all your woes Your ups, your downs, your highs and your lows Won't you tell me the last time that love bought you clothes? It's like that, and that's the way it is # # Bills rise higher every day We receive much lower pay I'd rather stay young, go out and play It's like that, and that's the way it is Huh! # # Wars going on across the sea Street soldiers killing the elderly Whatever happened to unity? It's like that, and that's the way it is # # Disillusion is the word That's used by me when I'm not heard I just go through life with my glasses blurred It's like that, and that's the way it is Huh! # # You can see a lot in this lifespan Like a bum eating out of a garbage can You noticed one time he was your man It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is # # You should have gone to school, you could've learned a trade But you laid in the bed where the bums have laid Now all the time you're crying that you're underpaid It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is Huh! # # Yo... Check this out! # # One thing I know is that life is short So listen up homeboy, give this a thought The next time someone's teaching why don't you get taught? It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is # # If you really think about it times aren't that bad The one that flexes with successes will make you glad Stop playing start praying, you won't be sad It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is Huh! # # When you feel you fail sometimes it hurts For a meaning in life is why you search Take the bus or the train, drive to school or the church It's like that, and that's the way it is # # Here's another point in life you should not miss Do not be a fool who's prejudiced Because we're all written down on the same list It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is Huh! #                           ________      __ ___                           | || |\ \ /\ / /| __|                           | || | \ v  v / | __|                           |_||_|  \_/\_/  |_|                         __ __       __ _______   __                  |    //_  / | /| //_ /__   / | /__|\__/                  | / //   /  // |//      \ /  //   /  /                  |/|//__ /__//  //_______//__//   /__/                        ___  ___      ___   ________                  |    //__| /__\     /__\  /  //  //|/|                  | / //   //   \    /   \ /  //  // / |                  |/|//   //    /   /    //__//__//    |                  -------------------------------------- IIWF Coliseum, Portland, Oregon Wednesday 6 May 1998 [Camera fades in on Dave Bacon and Becky LaRue. Dave, as always, looking the part of the consummate professional, while Becky, as always, looks utterly ravishing in a sea-blue tight tank top and black jeans.] DB: Good afternoon, everyone, and welcome to another edition of the Wednesday War Room. I'm your host, wrestling's mind above matter, Dave Bacon. BL: What is mind? DB: No matter. BL: What's matter? DB: Never mind. BL: And I'm the host of this show, Becky LaRue. DB: My host and I are here to present you with an hour of professional wrestling's best in action. BL: That's right...and while my host and I have this opportunity to speak, we want to wish a get well soon to Mr. Tsuburaya of the AbFabs... DB: And to Steve Kowalski, the IIWF's fightingest champion. You really have to listen to me on this one, Dan... you send him in the ring again, he'll be dead. You really don't want to put him up against Annis. BL: Come on, you think that Serge Annis, the cola alternative, could handle Steve in the ring? DB: I think that Serge Annis will do what it takes to win... "wrestle clean" or not... if he gets the chance, he'll kill him. BL: Speaking of which, where's Morton? DB: Oh, I sent him out to get us some donuts. Figured we wouldn't get a chance to say everything we have up to this point if he were here... BL: Let's get to the matches. Steve Sampson making his War Room debut against Scotty Bloom. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Steve Sampson vs. Scott "the Whine" Bloom [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the last of the War Rooms before Birthday Bash, the lovely Liana stepped out into the ring with definite presence, wearing only a fishnet bikini and a smile... Scott Bloom, of course, continued to complain about the IC title tourney, saying he had legal right to challenge the first champion the week after Birthday Bash. His reverie was cut short by Steve Sampson, an all around talented ring vet, scarred by his career in the ring. Bloom put forth as valiant an effort as we've seen, only to be cut short time and again by the crafty vet's technical excellence. It was that excellence in the end that caught Bloom in the Falling Star, an ugly move converting a powerbomb into a chokeslam which looked damn difficult to pull off. WINNER: Steve Sampson, by pinfall, 2:11 DB: Sampson makes a debut short and sweet in the IIWF... already drawing the ire of several of the IIWF's less popular elements. BL: Ugly style, ugly face... I don't know, Bacon... hell, can't we find any good-looking talented guys anymore? DB: Sorry, hon, I'm not Kevin Bacon and this ain't no brat pack film. BL: Pity. Be nice to see what Serge Annis would do with Andrew McCarthy... or Musashi to Molly Ringwald. Kowalski-Lowe could headline any card across America. DB: Enough of this. BL: More than enough. Moving on to see his erstwhile... DB: "Erstwhile"? BL: Hey, Morton isn't here, someone has to say something Morton-esque, right? His erstwhile partner, Robert Donovan in action. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Robert Donovan vs. Bobby B. Goode [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Bobby B. bounded backstage, anxious for a big match with this newcomer. Unfortunately, he bit off a lot more than he could chew. Donovan, the hardcore hero of other federations, made his IIWF debut a winner, thrashing our hapless clown within an inch of his life before mercifully putting him down with the Vengeance. WINNER: Robert Donovan, by pinfall, 1:53 BL: Yawn. DB: Ditto. BL: Say what? DB: Look, he's a face, gotta love him, right? Nah. Boring. Another big guy. So many big guys that go extreme. That's the theme for this week's... BL: Oh, Lord... [Theme to "Bacon Bit" begins, Becky wincing] I am really starting to hate you, Bacon.... DB: ...Bacon bit. Big men in the IIWF. In an era where the superheavyweight is dying off due to the popularity of the cruiserweight, what does it leave us in terms of big men? Extreme big men. Big horkin' slobs who are good at pounding, not so good at wrestling. As always there are a few exceptions. Harlequin Chaos, Otto V., Deathbringer... but for every one of those, there's a Tonnage, a Mark Destructo, a Battalion, a Robert Donovan, who just comes out, pounds away and hopes to win. Still, his manager's cute. BL: Are you finished? DB: Yeah. Next up... BL: Hold it... don't I get to reply to this? First off, with as many monosyllabic wrestlers out there, period.... Duncan McDonut with his "Oot da wee bairn ha' me gayin' ma' wi' hi' shootan'!", Valtharius the Hungry, and even Kowalski, whose head needs polishing, how can you criticise just the big men for this? DB: Limited time, babes. Up now, the Machines in tag team action! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Machines vs. Barnacle Brothers [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Forget "The Machines". This was a Paul Wong showcase as the hapless Barnacles stepped in it all over again. Wong was brutal, with Simon O'Neal trying to calm him down as Bluto and Sea-Dog took a massive beating from the ruthless Paul Wong. As the Fabs made their way to ringside, just standing there, pointing and conferring amongst themselves, the NorthPacs, who were sitting in the front row, began to argue with them. O'Neal also joined the argument as Wong delivered a crushing Gorilla Press for the win. After the match, the Fabs simply turned and walked away. WINNERS: The Machines, by pinfall, 4:31 BL: Poor pretty Paul...tipped over the edge by that strumpet with a trumpet, Ms. Miki. Did you see her centrefold in Playboy? DB: No. I try to keep sensationalism out of pro-wrestling. BL: Why didn't she get the powerbomb from the Jumbotron, hmm? Least the old guy is worth something. Tell you, I'd love to get in the ring with her for a match... DB: Focus, Pinky, focus... our next match featured the angriest young newcomer the IIWF has seen since Derek Mota appeared, Chris Staley. Oh, and by the way, Stale-boy? Try and keep from threatening my co-host on the air. You haven't been around long enough to work up a reputation worth respecting. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Vagabond" Chris Staley vs. El Super Gecko [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Poor Gecko. Injury upon injury on the cold-blooded grappler, and still he comes back for more. Chris Staley was ruthless, showing power we've never seen the likes of before, ripping the light lucha into pieces with violent combos. In the end, pinned after the Whiplash, Gecko was wheeled out on a gurney, and Staley proved ready for anything the Dead Man Walking may bring on. After the match, Chris yelled into the camera: CS: Deathbringer, you're dealin' with some real wild cards. Time for you to fold. Winner: Chris Staley, by pinfall, 1:12 BL: Another ugly man. DB: Another brute force match. He could block Deathbringer's power for sure, there's no doubt of that... but he's boring! [Cut to clip from "Waiting for Guffman", Eugene Levy in a bad martian costume, singing:] EL: # Boring! Boring! Boring! Boring! # [Cut back to our duo, Becky staring at Dave] BL: You were just dying to use that clip, weren't you? DB: Oh, I have more than a few... Now, on to a match that caught all of us off guard... featuring one of our top newcomers... veteran Eddy Jacks in action! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Eddy "Flap" Jacks vs. The Smooth [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ As the match started, Valtharius rushed to ringside, screaming, "FLAPJACK ME VALTHARIUS BREAKFAST!!! GOWAY!!! VALTHARIUS WANT FLAPJACK!!!" Eddy Jacks hit a BIG neckbreaker early, and as Valtharius looked to rush the ring, Jacks, who has had more than enough of this in past weeks, lunged from the ring at the giant, yelling, "You hungry? Eat this!" While Jacks and Valtharius traded blows... and Jacks, being not unfamiliar with the cheap shot, matched him punch for punch... the referee slowly reached ten... and a countout upset for the Smooth. Steve Roberts rushed to ringside to hug the Smooth tightly, boosting the semi-conscious behemoth to his feet. Taking the mic, Roberts had this to say, as Jacks and Valtharius made their exit, still brawling in the aisle. SR: You morons see? I told you the Smooth had it in him! And having now beaten one of the top names in the IIWF... well, sort of anyway, one of the fattest anyway... Smooth would like to offer his retirement speech and become the first member of the JJS to leave as a winner. And that includes you, Maurice. Smooth, give 'em your retirement speech like I said... [The Smooth takes the mic, the Coliseum in dead silence, echoing what he says:] SMOOTH: Today (today, today) Smooth luckiest man (man, man) in IIWF (f, f)! Smooth like Truly! (Smooth like Truly! Smooth like Truly!) A choked up Smooth began to cry as Lionel Richie's anthem "Truly" began to play, and Liana Oates presented him with a bouquet of roses, which he promptly began to eat. Steve Roberts ushered the Mexican away from the ring into the land of cameo appearances... and the question of the 500lb+ Asai moonsault will never be answered. WINNER: The Smooth, by countout, 1:03 BL: I'm all choked up... that was beautiful... DB: Guess I owe Roberts $50 bucks... he always told me if Smooth got past the first 15 seconds of the match he could win... BL: More interesting though is how the Jacks/Valtharius feud will continue... DB: And if "Meatman" Jimmy Steele and Vagabond Chris Staley will play major roles in it... BL: But on to the first of three major matches for you this week. Charles Scheffield and Christopher Stonebreaker. Ever notice how many "C.S." fighters there are in this federation? DB: Well, Scheff's kind of a CSc.... BL: As opposed to a CVS? DB: That's Stale-boy again. BL: Speaking of Scheff, he had this to say before his match.... [The camera fades in on the locker room portion of the arena. Scheffield is standing sideways to the camera holding a closed fist in the small of his back. Scheffield is only wearing his wrestling tights with no shirt, exposing the man's well toned physique. Scheffield then turns to face the camera.] CSc: Stonebreaker... I am going to make this short. I really have no animosity towards you... yet you have been a thorn in my side since I have joined this organization. Early on, you were one of the competitors that gave me a lod of trouble. Well, I believe the tide has turned, Stonebreaker. You used up all your energy fighting your way to the top... but when you got there... you were hopelessly outshined. I feel sorry for you because of that. But now we face once again. The first time you won. The second time it was a draw. This time... well... seeing that with time you have deteriorated and with time I have only gotten better... you will be in for quite a challenge. It's only too bad that this can only take place on War Room. Stonebreaker... once again you shall be outshined by greatness. Me, I have put away the image of power that comes with the "Wrestle Clean" campaign. I am on my own now. I am ready... are you? Carry on. [Cut to the highlights.] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Charles Scheffield vs. Christopher Stonebreaker ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The third match between the two was without a doubt one of the best yet. While Christopher Stonebreaker continued his romp with the sledgehammer, it came down to who could out-brawl who. Scheffield had a technical edge that was sharpened by a ruthless attack ethic that slowly wore down the defences of Christopher Stonebreaker to the point that the leglock-full nelson finisher of Charles Scheffield was enough to put him away for the submission victory. WINNER: Charles Scheffield, by submission, 10:43 DB: More brawling, less wrestle. You don't know how much that bugs me. BL: At least as much as your "Bacon Bit" bugs me, I'm sure... DB: Scheffield strong in this outing as ever, and Stonebreaker... well, this new attitude hasn't helped him win much. Still, it's early to tell. Look, you finish the show. I need to go get some coffee or something. [Bacon walks off, leaving LaRue standing there in shock.] BL: He's getting more and more moody as the days go by. Well, two matches to go, Steve manning and Luke Steele, yawn, let's just go to it, it'll be over before you can blink, I'm sure.... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Sanguinary" Steve Manning vs. "Real Deal" Luke Steele ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Steve Manning continued his reprehensible behaviour by tackling Liana mid-ring, pinning her wrists down and flicking his tongue at her. When Awesome T and Luke Steele saw this, they made the mad dash to the ring to save her, and the match as underway. Steele, much heavier than Manning, was dominant through most of the match, with technical salvos and brawling interspersed, but it took a lucky break for Steve Manning to get back on his feet...literally. As Luke Steele went for a belly to belly release suplex, his footing was unsure and he came down hard on his ankle. Manning, ever the opportunist, bounded off the ropes and hit a picture perfect Asai Moonsault for the upset win. As Awesome T helped Steele back, Steele was obviously limping, but an examination showed it was just a major twist of the ankle, which would not have any lasting effects other than one more in the loss column. WINNER: "Sanguinary" Steve Manning, by pinfall, 4:32 BL: Hmm... amazing how empty this place is without either Bacon or Morton around. Steve Manning hitting a lucky break there and pulling off a clean upset of the "Real Deal"... who has floundered since taking Awesome T as his manager... LM: Krispy Kreme! [Enter Morton, carrying a box of donuts and a cup carrier with four cups of black coffee.] BL: Believe it or not, Morton, I'm glad to see you. Bacon just wandered out on the last segment... LM: What? Uhm, okay. Our last match features Gunnar Gaines and Caleb Temple... a man currently wrestling with an injury sustained in a rival promotion up North... against Sho and Agito, the Fabulous Ones... BL: I didn't know he was injured. LM: Hey, I scout part time to make up salary differences...Not as dumb as you guys make me out to be... BL: Of course not. That would be really hard. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Baddest Thangs Running vs. Fabulous Ones ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ["Little Miss Dangerous" by the Motor City Madman Ted Nugent greets the vivacious Ms. Miki as she walks out from behind the curtains and to the ring. She's deck out in tight black jeans, black high heeled boots, and a red billowy, cashmere, long sleeve shirt, with ruffles going down the centre. She waves to the cheering crowd as she enters the ring. The ring announcer gives her the microphone:] MM: Konbanwa, IIWF! [The crowd becomes nearly deafening for the gorgeous manageress.] Domo arigato! [Ms. Miki bows and many male fans at ringside bow back.] Let's get this show on the road. Allow me to give the women their own special brand of eye candy... [Crowd roars to life.] They're the original "Lady Thrillers". To all women they're the fantasy of the ultimate ecstasy. So, with no further ado, here are your "Wicked Sensations", "The Universal Heartthrob" Agito Nakajima and the "ShoStealer", "Sweet" Sho Satsuma, the FABULOUS ONES!!!! ["Kiss of Death" by Dokken plays over the PA as they burst through the curtains.] MM: They're everything a man wants to be, and everything a woman wants to be with! [Agito is dressed in a long black silk oriental style robe with red ties down the chest, and Sho is wearing red with black leopard spotted pants, black boots with tassels the circle around the top, and his black leather tuxedo jacket with tails, and tassels that line the bottom of the sleeves. His long dark hair is pulled back in a pony-tail with a lock of hair hanging down in front of each ear. As Agito continues towards the ring, the "ShoStopper" stops and spins around. The tassels wave in the breeze. He stops suddenly, drops to one knee and poses, at which point flashbulbs from around the aisleway start going off. By this point Agito has entered the ring. Ms. Miki hands him the microphone.] AN: I've got just a few words to say. [A chant of "Take it off! Take it off!" is heard.] In a moment. Worst Thangs Running, you've got an advantage tonight. You're facing a team with bigger fish to fry than wrestling you. So, bring what you have, and afterwards you'll be able to say that you got pinned by the best when they weren't on their game. [Looking over a Sho] Sho-kun, dekiteiru? [Sho, who's signing an autograph on a woman at ringside's upper chest, hands her the marker, gives her a kiss and slides into the ring. Agito starts teasingly sliding of his robe as the solo to "Kiss of Death" plays. First he opens one side then the other, quickly closing them. The cheering gets louder and louder with each flash of his sculpted body. He finally slides off his robe, and the cheering becomes overwhelming as it drowns out the music. Flashbulbs go off from all corners of the arena. Other than showing off his chiselled physique, Agito's ring attire can now be seen. He's wearing black with red tiger stripe pants, red boots with the word "Fabs" on the sides, his long black hair is pulled back behind his ears as he poses. Sho slides off his jacket and joins in for the sea of pictures being taken. After a half a minute or so of the posing, the Fabs walk over to their corner and prepare for the match.] The NorthPacs again were not the most co-operative of fans condemning Tsurayaba enterprises for the ruination of Japanese culture... and when the BTR came into the ring, the chorus of boos drowned out everything. Both Gaines and Temple were carrying gunny sacks, filled with God knows what, for later in the match... The match itself was phenomenal. Both sides traded offence early, with Sho hiptossing the injured Temple onto his bad side and performing the Nagoya Strut before being tackled kind of low and pounded into the mat. Gaines provided most of the BTR's offense, as he was at full steam, but when Agito and he locked up, he found he wasn't the only man in the ring with any power, falling victim to "Air Sweetness", when Agito gorilla Press slammed him out of the ring, and Sho, bouncing off the ropes, was boosted by Agito into a HUGE senton onto the fallen Gaines. Ms. Miki was mostly useless when her men were double-teamed by BTR later in the match, and it took nearly four minutes of beating for Agito to make the tag to his partner. As Sho hit Gaines with the Gojira blast and made what seemed to be the victory pin, the spotlights by the Jumbotron blazed to life: [Cut to footage captioned, "Earlier Tonight." Simon O'Neal is illuminated standing on the ledge beneath the Jumbotron:] SO: Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls! The IIWF Circus wants to give you a spectacular presentation that will amaze you, that will astound you, that will leave you with your mouths open and drool running down your lip like a Harlequin! We present to you... THE AMAZING DIVING TSUBURAYU! [The spotlight moves over, and there Paul Wong, with a malicious grin on his face, is holding a mannequin dressed up in a business suit and made to look exactly like the leader of the Fabulous Ones. A neckbrace completes the ensemble. He waves at the crowd as the crowds boos him unmercifully and backs away, fearful of any possible injuries. Simon continues.] SO: That's right, the CEO of Tsburayu Industries, in addition to being a multi-gazillionaire, is also an accomplished shallow water diver. Just like last Saturday, he will perform a six and a half somersault with a twist into a thimble of water down below.] [Simon looks down, and squints his eyes.] SO: Ummm.. you know, I can't see any water. I think someone forgot to set up the water. Paul, did you set up the water? [Paul shakes his head from side to side. Simon looks down again, then back into the ring.] SO: Oh, [BLEEP] it. Mr. Tsuburaya, you look a little stiff, but are you ready? [Paul moves the mannequin's head up and down.] SO: ONE! TWO! THREE! [Paul throws the mannequin over the Jumbotron balcony again. Fortunately, this time he aims for the aisleway, so no one is close to being injured when the mannequin lands with a land CRACK and shatters. Simon and Paul both look over the jumbotron ledge, then each shakes their head at the same time.] SO: That did not look like a good dive. Rather painful, in fact. Don't you agree, Paul? [Paul looks over and nods his head, then walks over and asks the microphone from Simon. He address his comments, not to the cameras or the audience, but towards the ring.] PW: The difference is this. Simon's making a joke out of this. I'm very serious. At Birthday Bash, I will be thrilled to throw Agito, Sho, or even Miki off this ledge. I will do whatever I have to so that we can get rid of you forever. This will be our last time we can get our hands on you, Fabulous Ones. I'm going to enjoy destroying you. [Paul throws downs the microphone, and heads to the scaffolding to leave the jumbotron. The spotlight catches Simon shaking his head as he follows his partner. Cut back to the highlights.] Sho was quick to leave the ring and begin to pursue the Machines as they made their way backstage, but Caleb Temple, who had dipped into the bag under the ring, produced a glove wrapped in brabed wire and nailed Sho in the face with it, ripping a patch of skin from above his left eyes, covering the Shostooper in blood. As Sho fell, the referee, who had been distracted by Ms. Miki's protests at the Machines, turned and began laying a count on Sho... eventually giving the countout victory to the BTR. Post match, the BTR continued their reign of terror on the Fabulous Ones. Dumping the bloody Sho into the ring, the two veterans double teamed Agito, tying him up in the ropes. and pummeling away. Gaines pulled from his bag a roll of barbed wire, rolling Sho Satsuma with it... specifically around his face. As Agito was released, he fought back, but was pressed by Gaines into a Grizzly Slam...on top of Sho. Both men cried out in pain as Gaines looked at the camera, saying "Butt Watch, that's for you..." before hearing the cheers of the fans as the American Dragons, the NorthPac Coalition, the Black Watch, the Natural Predators, the Down Boys, Night Patrol, and the Benjamins all dashed to the ring. Surrounding the ring, Caleb Temple still wearing the barbed wire glove, daring anyone to approach who wanted to bleed first, Bear hopped up to the apron, moving slowly into the ring as Dan Oliver and Jack Blazer rolled under the ropes, promptly attacked by Gunnar Gaines. As Temple connected with the Barbed Wire Glove, drawing blood from Bear's forehead, Bear grabbed him by the arm, and stepping over the ropes, drove stiff fingers into Caleb Temple's injured kidney, boosting him high in the air as the Benjamins pulled the badly hurt Fabulous Ones from the ring... both men were bleeding badly, with Sho's face still wrapped in the barbed wire. Then it got REALLY UGLY. The Machines dashed down to ringside and Paul Wong began to harass Ms. Miki about her injured little boys. She went to slap him, and he just caught her wrist and backhanded her, causing Kuyler Greyson to approach him. Kuyler was cold-cocked by Simon O'Neal at about the same time Andrew Macbeth tackled Bear, trying to get at Caleb Temple. The Night Patrol swiftly turned on the American Dragons, and the NorthPac went after the Down Boys with a vengeance. Meanwhile, Gunnar Gaines found himself being whitteld down by Grey Phoenix and Duncan Macbeth, who soon turned on each other, and the brawl went on... as security struggled to separate the tag teams from each other. O'Neal and Wong walked away, laughing at the chaos... and security finally put an end to the carnage that had erupted. WINNERS: Baddest Thangs Running, by countout, 13:41 LM: That brings us to the end of another season of War Room... we'll see you on Friday Night for Countdown... and in one week for Birthday Bash! For Dave Bacon and Becky LaRue, I'm your host, Larry Morton, saying goodnight! ["Freeze Frame" by J. Geils Band begins to play as the credits roll over an image of the battle in the ring. Fade.] +=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= I * I * W * F =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-+ | President: Daniel Spreadbury | Vice-President: Gregg Osterhout | | univ0322@sable.ox.ac.uk | ghost@frii.com | | iiwf@sisko.demon.co.uk | | +=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- http://www.sisko.demon.co.uk -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=+