The day started when we left at 12:30PM. I was driving referee
Pepe/Flippy/Sanchez/Rodriguez's Old Folk Special. The Old Folk Special
is known for the homemade shag rug beverage holder and the always,
extremely annoying "Lanechanger". Pepe was the Navigator and Paul Hazard
was riding in the coach seats. Even with the always mandatory stop at
the Kennebunk BK on the Turnpike and two not so quick stops at the toll
booths, we made good time going down to Plainville, Connecticut. We were
going down to work for Independent Connecticut Championship Wrestling.
Mad Dog and Draven, the Damned were given control of the ICCW.
We were given directions by Mad Dog and planned to meet someone from the
ICCW at 4pm. The only problem was that the directions weren't right.
After spending 45 minutes driving back and forth on the highway, I
pulled back into the hopeful McD's and was happy to see Mad Dog, Johnny
Curtis, and Damian Houston. We followed them to the Loomis Arena. I
introduced myself to everyone. The ICCW lockeroom is a mix of veterans
and young guys working to get better. The lockeroom also has a great
attitude. I was to referee at this show.
Now, to the results of the show:
Commissioner MTE came out and welcomed the crowd. JC Marxxx, the
co-commissioner, came out. MTE was there to let JC know that the ICCW
Board of Directors have fired JC from his position of Commissioner due
to his many biased decisions and problems he had caused. He then handed
his own ref shirt (a job MTE had under JC Marxxx's commissionership) and
told JC to get ready for the matches he'd have to ref. Marxxx was
visably upset and threw a tantrum on the way back to the locker room.
Damian Houston defeated Kid Krazy, Tim Kilgore, and Johnny Curtis in a
Four Way Dance to decide the first-ever ICCW Young Guns Champion. The
match was under No Countout rules (to encourage dives to the outside).
This match was insane. In the end, Tim Kilgore missed a Phoenix Splash
(twisting 450) and Damian Houston capitalized with with "Rocket
Launcher" (double springboard moonsault) for the win and the strap.
In a semifinal tournament match to determine the #1 contender for the
ICCW CT Championship, Mike Phoenix defeated Darren Stompz with a
Blockbuster for the win, moving to the finals of the Tournament.
The Third match of the night was also a semifinal in the #1 Contenders
tournament for the CT Title. Richard Pacifico beat home-town favorite
Duff (with tag team partner... his Afro) with his Clover-hitch for a
Commissioner MTE called out 1/2 of ICCW Tag Champs Carnage, INC., "Bad
Boy" Billy Black. He told Black that he knew that Black's partner Kodiak
was out, injured. "Bad Boy" replied that he was ready to defend the
titles by himself. MTE couldn't allow that and told Black to find
himself a partner. Black checked out the crowd and ended up picking the
ref, me. Me? Me! Me?
Former Partners Onyx and Cinna faced in a loser leaves the ICCW match.
The two violently brawled for a few minutes, before spilling to the
floor. As the referee counted, they stopped and began to count WITH the
ref. At the ten count, the match was a draw. Neither man would have to
leave the ICCW. Then Onyx began to yell at the crowd about how they
turned he and his "brother" Cinna against each other. They were
reuniting Elements of Suicide (their tag team), and were going to win
the tag titles IN SPITE of the crowd.
In a rematch for the CT Title, Ruy Batello, with "The Mouthpiece of the
East" Sean Gorman, defeated Tripleicious to win the CT Title after
outside interference for both men.
Bad Boy Billy Black and I had a really good match. The Showtime
Poss(S.P.) thought they were wrestling Black and a ref. HEHE. Black
gained control after taking a little abuse. He tagged me in still
wearing my ref shirt. As soon as I was tagged in, I took off the shirt
to reveal my actual gear. Craig Steele of the S.P. seemed to be upset
and bitching at the ref(just fired co-commissioner and debuting ref,
JCMarxxx) as I took over on Lionel. After stringing together several
moves, I went for a clothesline, but Lionel pulled down the top rope and
I fell hard to the floor.
That's when the Posse took over on me. They hit me with everything they
had. High impact moves and double teams, but they couldn't get the pin.
After a shoulderblock that knocked both of us down, I was able to make
the tag to the Bad Boy. He took over on both of them. He went for pins,
but the ref (JCMarxxx) wouldn't make the 3 count. After doing this
twice, Bad Boy confronted him. Lionel schoolboyed Bad Boy, grabbed the
trunks(well jeans), and JCMarxxx made a quick 3 count for the cheap
victory. We got the shaft. Commissioner MTE then fired Marxxx as a ref
because of his biases, declared the tag titles vacant, and made a
rematch with S.P. vs. Bad Boy and Kodiak, the usual partner of Black.
Marxxx then announced that he was the new manager of the S.P. and didn't
need to referee.
In the main event, ICCW Champion Chris Venom tagged with KL Murphy to
face the Damned. The heavyweight title was on the line, with the first
man scoring a pinfall winning the title. After the 30 minute time limit
expired and then everyone began demanding "5 more minutes". The match
restarted and with only 15 seconds left, Venom hit his "Back to F'n
Reality" (modified T-Bone Suplex) on Mad Dog, getting the pin.
After the show and changing in the dark, I too some time to mingle with
the guys. This included Kid Krazy, with a slight concussion, and Tim
Kilgore, despite saying that his nose was only sore, had a nose broke in
two places and a concussion. The show was exciting and the guys did a
great job. ICCW should be a great fed with all the great attitudes and
heart that it has.
We left the show and 15 minutes down the road, I realized I left my ref
shirt behind. 45 minutes later, we were back where we were when I
realized I didn't have it. We made good time back to Portsmouth where we
went to Bickford's Restaurant. We were seated in the rear of the
restaurant. The meal was highlighted by the man in the booth next to
ours trying to get things for free. "I know she gets a drink with that,
but she wants coffee and juice."
After the waitress said she's would get one free and would have to pay
for the other, the guy once again asks the same question. She must have
said it a total of five times. All Paul, Pepe, and I could do was try to
hide our laughs from being heard. God Damn. I was thinking of walking
over and giving him a dollar so his wife could have both beverages. What
a tight wad! Tighter than bark on a tree.
The rest of the ride was good and my first trip to ICCW was a good one.
I'm glad to be on board with ICCW, Mad Dog, Draven, and the rest of the
lockeroom. I'll be back in ICCW on August 18.