Update On Storm Harrison

Recently, NRWL wrestler Storm Harrison was attacked backstage by Hardcore Johnny Young. During the attack, Storm was thrown down a flight of stairs and was injured in the fall. We wanted to bring the fans an update on Storm Harrison's condition.

Storm suffered two broken ribs, a broken leg, and ligament tears in his knee. The good news is that none of these injuries will be career threatening and Storm will be making his return to the ring in time, although that time has not yet been determined. Storm had the following to say to the NRWL fans.

I'd like to thank you, the fans, for their support while I recuperate. Being unable to get in the ring is very frustrating for me as I love performing for all of you. When I return, I promise to make an immediate impact. There is a storm once again on the horizon!

We wish Storm Harrison the best in his recuperation and look forward to his return in the NRWL ring.

The Tournament

*Hardcore Johnny Young is looking at an NRWL poster with his image front and center. It shows him with a championship belt over his shoulder. The poster is from NRWL's first season. Jay Phillips comes up behind Johnny.*

Jay Phillips: Hello Johnny Young! Could I have a word with you?

*Johnny jumps and turns around, startled.*

Johnny Young: Geez, Phillips! Do you really have to sneak up on people like that? What do you want?

JP: I'm sorry. You seem to have been preoccupied with this poster here.

JY: Yes. Do you see this, Phillips? This poster was from an event back when I was champion here. Not so long ago but long ago at the same time. This was early in my career. But now, it's a different time. Aww yeah! I'm in my prime now and that means that championship gold is mine for the taking. There's a tournament coming up very soon. A team based tournament. I, Hardcore Johnny Young, am one of the team captains. Only one man will be the winner of this tournament and I intend to be that man. Why? Because the winner becomes number one contender. I can feel it, Phillips! It is my time! It's why I came back to the NRWL. Destiny!

*Johnny turns back around and stares at the poster. He motions his hands around his waist as if securing a championship belt and nods in approval.*

Hot Blooded

*Jay Phillips is backstage with Mark Blood, who recently attacked NRWL Champion Slam Jackson during a celebration. Mark Blood is sweating with a towel over his head. He has just come from the gym.*

Jay Phillips: Mark Blood, the NRWL fans have been abuzz over your recent attack on Slam Jackson. You two were friends. What were you thinking?

*Mark Blood raises an eyebrow and shakes his head.*

Mark Blood: What was I thinking? Were you even listening? You were there. I told everyone what I was thinking when I did it. The NRWL has had some talented guys come and go over the years, just like any company. The problem is that there's a lot of guys like Slam Jackson out there who spend more effort into their goofy, out of ring antics, than the ring work itself. For whatever reason, they get praised for it! Frankly, it disgusts me.

JP: But there's room for both. NRWL realizes true ring talent. People like some of that interaction outside of the ring as well. NRWL does a good job of making a well rounded product, I think.

MB: That's the other problem. The fans are programmed to eat that stuff up. It's a joke. My goal is to give the fans a real sportsman to look up to. I'm going to make this a respectable sport once again!

JP: So this attack was to challenge Slam for the title to somehow, what, purify it?

MB: Eventually. I made an attack on the biggest offender out there to make a point. There's a lot of people who need to be cleaned out and I want all of them to know I'm coming. Yes, I will win the NRWL Championship and give it the respect it deserves but my mission is bigger than that. I'm here to make a real difference!

JP: Can we speak about someone who you had a recent run in with? Bruno Kowalski beat you in your last match and he did it showing off. Was that in response to your challenge to him?

MB: Bruno Kowalski was one of the few people in the NRWL I really respected. I did nothing but offer him a good match and show him a few things in the ring. How does he repay me? He steps on my chest and flexes while he pins me! What an insult! I never would have done that to him. I have my goals but before I get to them, believe me, I'll make sure he gets what is coming to him.

JP: Strong words from Mark Blood. How will Bruno Kowalski, Slam Jackson, and the rest of the NRWL respond? I'm sure we'll find out soon!

Surprise!

*Ash is waling through arena back hallways with a card and pen. He turns the corner and bumps into Rex Anarchy*

Rex: Watch it, punk!

Ash: Oh! Hi Rex! I didn’t see you walking there!

Rex: I know! Now get out of my way!

Ash: Wait! Check it out, Rex! *shows Rex the card* It’s got a chimp on it!

Rex: *reading front of card outloud* “It’s your birthday…”

*Ash opens card*

Rex: *reading inside of card* “Go bananas. Happy birthday.” …..That’s stupid!

Ash: It’s Mr. Charles’s birthday today! So I got him a birthday card and I’m having all the wrestlers sign it!

Rex: What?

Ash: Yeah, here look. There’s a space right after the “Happy birthday” so he’ll see your name first probably!

Rex: And everyone else signed this? Yeah right…

Ash: Well…no. Just Slam Jackson right now. But I’m sure most of them will get back to me. So there's plenty of real estate open if case you wanted to write a longer birthday wish.

Rex: *Turns and stares right into Ash’s face* You….are what’s wrong with wrestling these days.

Ash: You know, you keep that attitude up, and I’m not gong to pick you on my team for this upcoming tournament, mister.

*Rex scowls in disgust and walks away*

Ash: *calls after Rex* Don't worry! I know you’re busy! I’ll just sign your name for you! *opens card and begins writing* “To the best boss ever, hope your birthday ‘Rex’ havoc! Yours, R. Anarchy.”

*Ash smiles as the scene fades out*

The New Champion Celebrates

*Slam Jackson is backstage with Jay Phillips. He stands proud with the NRWL Championship around his waist.*

Jay Phillips: Slam Jackson! The NEW NRWL Champion. This must be an incredible feeling. How do you feel about becoming the top man in the company?

Slam Jackson: How do I feel? Me? I feel great! But more importantly, how does the Slamnation feel about becoming the NRWL Champions? Let me hear you!!!

*People from down the hall start cheering wildly, some random backstage employee steps into the camera eye and starts cheering, giving a fist pump in the air. Video cuts to various crowds of people from celebrations around the world, including the celebration of the Berlin Wall falling, New Years at Times Square, President Obama's Presidential victory speech from the 2008 election, and NRWL audiences.*

SJ: Simply incredible, isn't it Jason? All those people celebrating this incredible achievement.

JP: Yes. Yes, it is. Although, I'm pretty sure most of that footage was completely unrelated to your victory, or the NRWL in general. Regardless, the fans are very excited to celebrate your victory. Just prior to your match with Rex Anarchy, he threatened to take the NRWL Championship hostage, effectively removing it from the NRWL completely. So much history was at stake. So many legacies are defined by that belt you are wearing right now. Despite that amount of pressure to get the job done, you succeeded. What are your thoughts of the match itself and your opponent Rex Anarchy.

SJ: Jason, let's be clear. It's not my victory. The Slamnation won this belt! Let me hear you again!

*People begin cheering again from backstage. Streamers and confetti start falling from the ceiling. Jay looks up, confused. He mouths silently, 'When did that get set up,' and looks back at Slam.*

SJ: To answer your question, yes, the stakes were high, the pressure was on. Slam Jackson needed to be the victor or all was lost. Despite that, I knew that it was Rex Anarchy against an entire army. With the Slamnation behind me, I knew I had all the support I needed to get the job done. Rex Anarchy is a tough dude but in the end I beat him and saved the title from, what, the dumpster? Who knows! Now, about Rex... I'm not sure we'll be seeing him again any time soon. The NRWL can't be too happy about his antics. If he does come back though, he's welcome to try again. The Slamnation will stop you in your tracks! Isn't that right?!?

*Once again, people start cheering. Suddenly, Mark Blood steps into the interview with a smile on his face, a bottle of champaign and a Slam Jackson T-Shirt on.*

JP: Fans, it's Mark Blood! Mark, what are you doing here?

Mark Blood: Isn't it obvious, Jay? Slam Jackson is the new NRWL Champion. What a great moment in history this is. With all this celebrating, how could I not join my friend in the excitement. Congratulations, Slam. You are the new face of the NRWL.

SJ: Well thank you, Mark. You know, we go back a little ways, you and I kicked this whole season off with the first match in the tournament. It means a lot. Come here, brother.

*Both men embrace in a hug. Mark pats Slam on the back and they pull away.

MB: Well, lets really christen this championship victory. I have a bottle of bubbly here. I'd say it's time to crack it open and let the real celebrating begin!

SJ: You know I'm always good for a little partying! Let's do it.

*Mark Blood smiles and shakes his head, laughing to himself. As he goes to pull the cork, he suddenly flips the bottle in his hand and smashes it across Slam's head. Slam tumbles to the floor, bleeding. Mark starts kicking Slam viciously.

JP: Oh my god! Mark Blood! What has gotten into you?! Stop it!

*Mark Blood takes off his Slam T-Shirt and throws it on Slam. He turns to Jay, grabs the microphone from his hand, and shoves him off screen.*

MB: So here's the thing. We have a champion who is just a goofball throwing parties everywhere he goes. He doesn't present himself much like an athlete. For whatever reason, the fans eat this crap up. The NRWL is full of clowns like this guy. You've got guys who dress like they come off the street just looking for some money to buy a sandwich or a bottle of liquor. It's not just lately. It's been that way for years and the fans go on cheering for it because they don't know any better. Well, fans, it's time you get educated! I'll show you who you need to pay attention to. It's time to respect the guys with talent in the ring and not put up with these pre-packaged morons who get shoved in your face because their 'gimmicks' make them seem cool. You know why wrestling isn't 'cool' anymore? Why you people out there are too ashamed to wear the t-shirts in public? Why the sport isn't talked about in pop culture like it used to be? Because it's become a joke. People watch MMA now because the in-ring action is actually interesting! Cheering for a guy who can't pull off a suplex but can talk your ear off in the ring just doesn't make much sense. It worked years ago but it doesn't work now. I am going to change all that and make sure Slam Jackson is the last of the 'gimmick champions'. You will thank me when I'm done cleaning up this place.

*Mark Blood tosses the microphone off camera and looks down at Slam again. He nudges Slam's body with his foot and shakes his head with a disgusted look on his face and then walks off camera. Slam Jackson, NRWL Champion, is left unconscious on floor.