[ FLASH! And we see JT Kash backstage at the catering table. ]

Macklin: Well folks there you see JT Kash on your screen. He seems so proud of himself as he stands there eating that pastry. I tell ya Johnny, I don't see how he could be proud of his victory last week.

Askin: Well man, thats just the type of guy that JT Kash is now. He's not all about the frat jokes and toliet humor anymore. He's a dangerous guy that apparently takes extreme exception to Christian Michaels.

[ PA-TUEY! ]

Askin: Holy crap! He just spit out his pastry.....man that's like alcohol abuse, only with a pastry.

Macklin: Good. I hope he chokes on the damn thing!

Askin: Wow.....You're really teeved about last week huh?

Macklin: You're damned right I am!

[ WHAM!!! Without warning JT explodes forward onto the catering table! ]

Askin: Holy crap! What the hell just happened?

Macklin: It looks like someone just gave JT what he deserved with that chair shot! I can't tell who it is, but they deserve a medal after that.

Askin: I think its CM.....

Macklin: No way. It couldn't.....IT IS! CHRISTIAN MICHAELS! Oh my God did he just plaster the Two-Thousand-Four God of Wrestling. And it doesn't look like he's done yet!

Askin: Ya got that right Eddie. I mean look at him reigning down those right hand shots after mounting JT on the table. They're getting our eats everywhere!

Macklin: Its a regrettable loss Johnny, but dammit, this couldn't have happened to a nicer guy.

Askin: Looks like CM has more plans for JT. He's just dragged the last male winner of the God of Wrestling off the table, and they look like they're coming out here.

[ The crowd suddenly roars ]

Macklin: Indeed, there they are! CM with right hand after right hand to the side of JT's face. Wait a minute! It looks like JT still has some fight left in him. He's firing back with right hands of his own....Both men are getting closer and closer to the edge of that stage over there.

Askin: Michaels burying his knee into JT's gut! CM takes a handful of Kash's head and readies to toss him over the edge down into the....the.....er whatever we have over there beside the stage. But look out Michaels, here comes JT back. He sends an elbow to CM's gut and now JT is teasing tossing CM off. But he says no and is calling for....For a superkick! Aw man this is gonna be bad Eddie.

Macklin: You're not kidding! Oh and look at JT tuning up the band. I can't watch!

Askin: Guess I have to then folks. There goes JT flying in for that deadly superkick....CAUGHT! MICHAELS CATCHES THE KICK!

[ CM flips JT off with his free hand ]

CM: Screw you!

Askin: Michaels caught the foot of JT Kash, gave him some sign language, and just put it into words for him that we all could hear......And now he finally throws the foot down. Michaels with rights after right after right.....JT Kash is reeling...No! He ducks a clothesline from Michaels and shoots behind.....German suplex attempt thwarted by CM and an elbow to JT's face.....CM spins and looks like maybe he wants a Rock Bottom....JT elbows outta that......Kick to the mid-section by Kash. I got a feeling this is about to be it......I think JT is lookingf or a piledriver....yep. He's got CM ducked and is looking back over the edge....What the hell is he thinking?

Macklin: Oh like we don't know what that asshole is thinking!

Askin: I thought you weren't watching?

Macklin: I...

Askin: Here we...No! JT went for the piledriver but CM kicked enough to get his feet back on the stage. He better becareful though. If he kicks too hard he could help JT anyways.

Macklin: I almost wouldn't mind just to see JT also laying in the remains of whatever is over....

[ GASP! The crowd all gasp collectively ]

Askin: HOLY SHIT! JT just tried the piledriver again, blocked as usual, but for some crazy reason Michaels just pushed with all his leg strength and just sent himself and JT right over the edge!!!! And oh my God's there's sparks!

Macklin: Good lord someone get a camera over there!

[ Up on the stage a cameraman does get to the edge and aims his camera down. ]

Askin: Jesus! Those two are a managled mess, tangled in with cords that I guess are powering certain things in this arena.....I don't see either one even twitching......Here comes the EMTs, trainers, and I think Trunks.

Macklin: Naturally I see Rhya there too. You can only imagine what is going through that young woman's mind.....

Askin: Folks we'll see you next week... at CYBERSLAM..... "