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Dudley: Our next match, Pat, will end someone’s JBW career. This will be the final JBW match for Malcolm Cage or The Prophecy.
Pat: Winner stays, loser goes home.
Dudley: Honestly, knowing his friendship with Proph, I’m surprised Jman let that stipulation stand when Cage proposed it earlier.
Pat: Well, partner, you can ask J about it right now. He’s joining us on commentary for this one.
For the first time tonight, Back in Black hits and Jman quickly bursts through the curtain and takes a look around the cheering arena before hustling down the ramp and over to the commentary table. J shakes the hands of Pat and Dudley, sits down, and puts on his headset.
Pat: Jman! How’s your first Pay-Per-View in charge, boss?
Jman: Not bad. I’ve been running things in the back tonight, but I felt like I had to be out here for this one.
Dudley: Can I ask, why put your buddies’ career on the line here?
Jman: Proph wanted it. Cage wanted it. I wasn't getting in their way.
Darren Black: This is a Loser Leaves JBW match. Introducing first, from Oakland, California; Malcolm Cage!
There’s a mostly positive response for Malcolm as he comes out onto the ramp but, judging by the incredibly intense look on his face, Cage doesn’t hear any of it.
Pat: And, J, you have to wonder if Cage is thinking twice about wanting this match to be so meaningful.
Jman: I dunno. If he is, it’s too late for that now. Knowing Malcolm, though, that look on his face is one of focus, not fear.
Cage slides into the ring, poses for the cheering crowd, and turns to face the ramp.
Darren Black: And his opponent, The Uncrowned King of JBW; The Prophecy!
The crowd pops hard for Proph as he comes through the curtain and down the ramp.
Dudley: This crowd will cheer anybody, won’t they?
Jman: Why wouldn’t they? Proph has done more for JBW than just about anybody.
Dudley: You sound like you want him to win?
Jman: I want a great match, Duds. That’s all.
Pat: And I have a feeling you’ll get just that, boss.
The electricity in the building is incredible as Prophecy and Cage bump fists MMA style just before the bell rings and they lock up.
Jman: Whoever thinks Proph has lost a step needs to watch this match. This is vintage Prophecy.
Pat: He hasn’t been dominant, but he’s going step for step with Cage.
Dudley: And both men are up again. Oh, wicked enziguiri by Proph.
Jman: Cover!
One!
Two!
T-! No! Cage shows this one is a long way from being over by muscling out just after 2!
Proph, though, quickly slaps on an armbar and puts as much torch on Cage’s shoulder and elbow as possible.
Pat: Oh, boy!
Dudley: Time to dig deep, Malcolm!
That’s exactly what Cage does. In a brilliant move, Malcolm uses his legs to propel himself onto his hands and knees. That not only gets Cage out of his predicament but it also pins Proph’s shoulders to the mat.
One!
Tw-! No! Prophecy quickly powers out!
Both men kip up in a hurry but Proph runs into a big T-Bone suplex from Cage. As Proph recovers from that, Cage hits him with an amazing springboard dropkick that catches the JBW original square on the jaw!
Jman: Malcolm’s rolling!
Continuing that, Cage climbs to the top rope as Proph comes to. Prophecy staggers to his feet, Cage leaps, Proph sees him and, incredibly, is able to hit Cage with the Lights Out Superkick while Malcolm is in mid-air!
Jman: Holy hell!
Pat: That should end this thing! Proph went down after the kick, though. He’s crawling!
Dudley: He’s almost there! All he has to do is drape an arm over!
Pat: There it is! One Two! THREEE!!
Jman: Nonono! Cage’s foot is on the rope! The ref saw it!
Pat: Yes he did! We wrestle on!
We do indeed. Although Malcolm had the presence of mind to get a foot on the rope, he’s still out of it. Not looking much better, The Prophecy gingerly climbs out onto the apron and starts scaling the turnbuckle.
Pat: Supernova Splash time?
Jman: Looks that way. Proph is about to get froggy!
As Proph, leaps, it becomes clear that, at least in part, Cage was playing possum. Malcolm rolls out of the way and lets Proph crash and burn before quickly getting the JBW original into Sliced Bread #2 postion and running towards the opposite corner.
Jman: Malcolm’s looking for the Caged Aggression!
Pat: And he’s got it! Here’s the cover!
One!
Two!
THREEEEEE!
Darren Black: Your winner; Malcolm Cageeeeeee!
The crowd are mixed in their reaction to this moment. They’re appreciative of the effort both men just gave and most are happy Cage isn’t going anywhere but, obviously, the end of The Prophecy’s JBW career has put a damper on things. Proph slowly makes his way to his feet and, to the delight of the crowd, is helped the rest of the way up by Cage, who hugs Proph after getting him to his feet.
The flashbulbs go off at that sight and everyone, the three men on commentary included, are standing and applauding. Cage breaks the hug and leaves the ring and heads to the back, then, so that Proph can have his moment in the sun. With tears in his eyes, The Prophecy can’t bring himself, due to physical and emotional exhaustion, to give any more of a goodbye than a weak wave of the hand in salute of the crowd. Just as Proph is about leave the ring, however………
Pat: Winner stays, loser goes home.
Dudley: Honestly, knowing his friendship with Proph, I’m surprised Jman let that stipulation stand when Cage proposed it earlier.
Pat: Well, partner, you can ask J about it right now. He’s joining us on commentary for this one.
For the first time tonight, Back in Black hits and Jman quickly bursts through the curtain and takes a look around the cheering arena before hustling down the ramp and over to the commentary table. J shakes the hands of Pat and Dudley, sits down, and puts on his headset.
Pat: Jman! How’s your first Pay-Per-View in charge, boss?
Jman: Not bad. I’ve been running things in the back tonight, but I felt like I had to be out here for this one.
Dudley: Can I ask, why put your buddies’ career on the line here?
Jman: Proph wanted it. Cage wanted it. I wasn't getting in their way.
Darren Black: This is a Loser Leaves JBW match. Introducing first, from Oakland, California; Malcolm Cage!
There’s a mostly positive response for Malcolm as he comes out onto the ramp but, judging by the incredibly intense look on his face, Cage doesn’t hear any of it.
Pat: And, J, you have to wonder if Cage is thinking twice about wanting this match to be so meaningful.
Jman: I dunno. If he is, it’s too late for that now. Knowing Malcolm, though, that look on his face is one of focus, not fear.
Cage slides into the ring, poses for the cheering crowd, and turns to face the ramp.
Darren Black: And his opponent, The Uncrowned King of JBW; The Prophecy!
The crowd pops hard for Proph as he comes through the curtain and down the ramp.
Dudley: This crowd will cheer anybody, won’t they?
Jman: Why wouldn’t they? Proph has done more for JBW than just about anybody.
Dudley: You sound like you want him to win?
Jman: I want a great match, Duds. That’s all.
Pat: And I have a feeling you’ll get just that, boss.
The electricity in the building is incredible as Prophecy and Cage bump fists MMA style just before the bell rings and they lock up.
Jman: Whoever thinks Proph has lost a step needs to watch this match. This is vintage Prophecy.
Pat: He hasn’t been dominant, but he’s going step for step with Cage.
Dudley: And both men are up again. Oh, wicked enziguiri by Proph.
Jman: Cover!
One!
Two!
T-! No! Cage shows this one is a long way from being over by muscling out just after 2!
Proph, though, quickly slaps on an armbar and puts as much torch on Cage’s shoulder and elbow as possible.
Pat: Oh, boy!
Dudley: Time to dig deep, Malcolm!
That’s exactly what Cage does. In a brilliant move, Malcolm uses his legs to propel himself onto his hands and knees. That not only gets Cage out of his predicament but it also pins Proph’s shoulders to the mat.
One!
Tw-! No! Prophecy quickly powers out!
Both men kip up in a hurry but Proph runs into a big T-Bone suplex from Cage. As Proph recovers from that, Cage hits him with an amazing springboard dropkick that catches the JBW original square on the jaw!
Jman: Malcolm’s rolling!
Continuing that, Cage climbs to the top rope as Proph comes to. Prophecy staggers to his feet, Cage leaps, Proph sees him and, incredibly, is able to hit Cage with the Lights Out Superkick while Malcolm is in mid-air!
Jman: Holy hell!
Pat: That should end this thing! Proph went down after the kick, though. He’s crawling!
Dudley: He’s almost there! All he has to do is drape an arm over!
Pat: There it is! One Two! THREEE!!
Jman: Nonono! Cage’s foot is on the rope! The ref saw it!
Pat: Yes he did! We wrestle on!
We do indeed. Although Malcolm had the presence of mind to get a foot on the rope, he’s still out of it. Not looking much better, The Prophecy gingerly climbs out onto the apron and starts scaling the turnbuckle.
Pat: Supernova Splash time?
Jman: Looks that way. Proph is about to get froggy!
As Proph, leaps, it becomes clear that, at least in part, Cage was playing possum. Malcolm rolls out of the way and lets Proph crash and burn before quickly getting the JBW original into Sliced Bread #2 postion and running towards the opposite corner.
Jman: Malcolm’s looking for the Caged Aggression!
Pat: And he’s got it! Here’s the cover!
One!
Two!
THREEEEEE!
Darren Black: Your winner; Malcolm Cageeeeeee!
The crowd are mixed in their reaction to this moment. They’re appreciative of the effort both men just gave and most are happy Cage isn’t going anywhere but, obviously, the end of The Prophecy’s JBW career has put a damper on things. Proph slowly makes his way to his feet and, to the delight of the crowd, is helped the rest of the way up by Cage, who hugs Proph after getting him to his feet.
The flashbulbs go off at that sight and everyone, the three men on commentary included, are standing and applauding. Cage breaks the hug and leaves the ring and heads to the back, then, so that Proph can have his moment in the sun. With tears in his eyes, The Prophecy can’t bring himself, due to physical and emotional exhaustion, to give any more of a goodbye than a weak wave of the hand in salute of the crowd. Just as Proph is about leave the ring, however………
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