[RAGE comes back from commercial and James Tsunami and Curtis Shaw both stand in the ring on either side from another. The referee finishes checking both men down and signals for the bell, starting the match]

Blaze: Oh, this should be a 'REAL treat'.....

Hart: Yeah well......theres gotta be SOME filler matches in the show bro

Blaze: How bout a bra and panties match? Never hurts to have some hot women in their underwear running around

Hart: Thats true

[James and Curtis move around in a circle for a minute, before finally they both move in slowly. James goes to grapple with Curtis but instead ends up being knocked down to the mat with a surprising clothesline, bringing the fans to their feet with boos. Its ignored obviously as Curtis picks James back up to his feet, holding him up for a moment before whipping him into the ropes and catching him with a spinebuster. He quickly pins, but James gets an arm at 1.]

Blaze: What an idiot

Hart: Which one?

Blaze: Uhhh.....the black one, what was his name again?

Hart: Does it matter?

Blaze: Not in the slightest

[Curtis picks James back up once again, whipping him back into the ropes and bending down for a back body drop, but instead James is able to stop himself and sends Curtis to the ground, slaming Shaws face into his knee, much like Triple H would do. Curtis slowly gets to his feet and is immediatly met with a left hand, knocking him back to a knee. Again he gets to his feet and again, James is there with a shot, sending him right back down. Curtis tries to get back to his feet once again and this time, is planted right back into the canvas with a quick DDT from Tsunami. James covers quickly for the pin but, just like Curtis before him, only gets a 1 count.]

Blaze: *Yawn* this match isnt over yet?

Hart: Unfortunatly not

Blaze: What the hell is taking so long? I would have beaten both of these guys three times by now

[James picks Curtis back up to his feet, only to send him right back to the mat quickly with a stalling brainbuster, letting all the blood rush towards Curtis' head before the impact. Scott and Ace stay quiet at the commentator table, obviously not having much to say about this, as James goes for another pin attempt. 1...2.........Curtis gets a shoulder up and the fans are none too happy.]

Blaze: Damn it! I thought it was over!

Hart: Your actually cheering for Tsunami?

Blaze: I'm cheering for whoever ends this match the quickest, if that happens to be one of us, then I'm cheering for us

[Tsunami, also quite irritating by being unable to keep Curtis down, picks his opponent back up yet again, only to be met with a thumb to the eye and a quick running neckbreaker from Curtis, taking the Impact Champion down. Curtis is quick to get back to his feet and immediatly mounts James and begins to lace him with vicious rights and lefts.]

Hart: You see how hes sitting on James right now?

Blaze: Yup

Both: Ghey.

[The referee forces Curtis to break it up, threating him with disqualification and finally, Shaw comes back to his feet, bringing James with him and whipping him into the corner. Curtis follows in quickly, slamming James in the head with a hard elbow, dropping the champ to the mat. Curtis brings James back to his feet once again, whipping him into the opposite corner, this time following in, but finds no body home as James moves out of the way at the last second, and drops Curtis with a neckbreaker, mirroring Curtis' from earlier.]

Blaze: What the hell are they doing? Playing simon says in there?

Hart: Huh?

Blaze: One of em does a neckbreaker, the other does a neckbreaker, one tries to pin, the other tries to pin.....this is getting REALLY fuckin old.

[Speaking of pinning, James tries to pin once again, but is shoved off quickly after a quick 2 count by Curtis, who comes back to his feet rather quickly now. The two men meet up in the middle of the ring, exchanging blows left and right before finally, Curtis misses a shot and finds himself atop James' shoulders. Without waiting even half a second, James goes into an airplane spin before finishing Curtis off with 'The Storm Of The Century', a diamond cutter for those not in the know. James quickly covers for the pin and the referee hits the mat, slapping the canvas three times and ringing the bell.]

"Here is your winner by pinfall, the Impact Champion.....JAMES TSUNAMI!"

Blaze: FINALLY! Thank God that is over......I dont think I could have stayed awake very much longer and........who the hell is that?

[James is celebrating his win, unaware that behind him a man very familiar to the impact championship, James McKnight, is waiting. James has his signature trenchcoat and sunglasses on as he waits for the champion to turn around. The booing of the fans grows louder and Tsunami becomes confused before finally he turns around, he too finding himself atop someones shoulders, before being slammed right into the mat with the 'Dead Stop'! McKnight moves for the fallen Impact Championship, picking it up and staring at it silently.]

Hart: Fuckin hell not him again....

Blaze: Who the hell is this joker?

Hart: James McKnight......he THINKS hes the Impact Champion....

Blaze: Heh, sounds like you....

Hart: No, I AM the impact champion, or, should be......be right back bro...

[Ace, having seen enough of this, gets out of his chair, taking the head set off and quickly moving for the ring. McKnight sees this and grins as he takes a step back from the ropes, inviting Ace into the ring. Hart quickly pulls himself onto the apron, ducking through the ropes and quickly moving up into James' face, yelling at him, pointing at the belt and pointing to himself. James shakes his head, putting his hands up in a calming fashion, and looks down at the belt once again, putting his arm out and seemingly handing it to Ace. The men dont stop staring at one another, or at least Ace doesnt stop staring at McKnight, everyone is unaware of where James is looking thanks to the glasses. Finally, Ace slowly reaches, taking hold of the belt, which is probably the stupidest thing he could do, because without a seconds hesitation, James lurches forward, grabbing Ace and dropping him, just like Tsunami, to the mat with the 'Dead Stop' manuveur! James holds the belt up in the air once again before finally deciding it best to get out of the ring as he sees Scott Blaze quickly moving for the ring. McKnight slips out of the ring, just as Blaze gets in, and begins to back up the ramp, a grin on his face as Scott shouts from the front ropes, staring back at his fallen friend, and then back at McKnight once again, who still has a cocky grin on his face, as RAGE cuts to a commercial.]

Blaze: "I'd of done it better. We'll be right back, I have some producer bitching in my ear."