WCW Starrcade - 'The Last Stand' - Part 1

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Clearly this place isn't a hive of activity but about 11 years after STARTING this series and about 5 years since I wrote the last card, I am really determined to finish this god damned card.

If you're old school enough to remember, this is the conclusion to my WCW: Darkside series, a recap of the major points can be found here wafterlife.proboards.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=shows&thread=145&page=1.

It's STILL not finished, but I thought I'd post what's done so far, just to give me some sanity. So without further ado, the final card in the WCW Darkside series, the card that's been a decade in the making, ladies and gentlemen....

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Card

The Final Hope - Sting (Champion) vs Goldberg for the World Heavyweight Championship
The Last Shot - Booker T (Champion) vs Scott Steiner for the United States Title
The Rabid Wolverine vs The Human Wrecking Machine - Chris Benoit vs Tazz – Submissions Match For the #1 Contendership
The Second Wave versus The Old Guard - Diamond Dallas Page and ‘Rowdy’ Roddy Piper vs Lance Storm and Mike Awesome
The Fallen Angel versus The Heart of WCW - Christopher Daniels (Champion) vs Rey Mysterio Jr for the Cruiserweight Title
United They Fall - Wrath and Mortis (Champions) vs Dean Malenko and Perry Saturn for the World Tag Team Titles
lWo vs lWo - Juventud Guerrera vs Chavo Guerrero – Loser disbands their lWo!
Helms and Moore Explode! - Shane Helms vs Shannon Moore

[Starrcade opens with a black screen. Ominous orchestral music booms, as a lightning strike illuminates our scene. A concrete building, half collapsed, set in front of an apocalyptic backdrop. A figure is standing on the top level of the ruined structure, and the camera slowly zooms in, to reveal GOLDBERG. As the camera comes in line with Goldberg’s torso, a fireball explodes in the background. Our favourite deep-voiced supercard voice-over guy begins to speak. Goldberg, however, remains still.]

VO: Faced with insurmountable odds…

[Cut to footage of the Darkside - Sting, Wrath and Mortis, attacking Goldberg from the second Nitro.]

VO: He returned with one goal…

[Shot of Goldberg’s return to WCW, and his massive spear on Tazz.]

VO: To do what nobody else had done…

[Two quick shots of Sting standing over a bloodied Ric Flair and Arn Anderson, followed by one of Chris Benoit’s fall from the steel cage at Mayhem.]

VO: And win the war.

[The music picks up, as shots of Goldberg spearing Christopher Daniels, Vampiro and Mortis, each from two different angles, play.]

VO: He is WCW’s final hope…

[Cut back to Goldberg, who walks with a purpose down the ruined building until he reaches the street level. Another fireball flies from the sky, crashing down mere feet away from The Man.]

VO: And tonight…

[Shot of Goldberg, unfazed, walking away from the building, towards where the explosions took place.]

VO: He makes The Last Stand.

[The music comes to a crescendo, as the camera trails behind Goldberg before flying upwards, towards the cloudy, black sky. The camera keeps flying level, until it makes a quick descent, revealing the lush green and white nightscape of the nation’s capital – Washington D.C! We fly past the assorted D.C landmarks until we reach the heart of the city, specifically – downtown Washington. We fly past some non-descript buildings until we reach a large arena. Remarkably, the camera continues to zoom through the arena roof until we cut to…


THE JAM-PACKED MCI CENTER, WHERE 23,246 FANS ARE ABSOLUTELY RABID!!

WCW Starrcade 2000 graphics fly across the screen, as we get a few dozen shots of the very, very loud crowd.]




Styles: WCW FANS, WELCOME TO THE BIGGEST CARD, ON THE BIGGEST NIGHT, WITH THE BIGGEST STAKES, WHERE WE ARE LESS THAN 3 HOURS AWAY FROM THE BIGGEST MATCH IN WCW HISTORY!!

[More shots of the rabid fans lining the entrance ramp. We see signs bearing slogans like ‘KILL STING’ and ‘STING’S NEXT’, as one young fan spots the camera, tears off his Sting mask and throws it to the ground!!]

Styles: NEVER BEFORE HAS ONE MATCH MEANT SO MUCH, NEVER BEFORE HAS THE FATE OF THIS COMPANY RESTED ON THE SHOULDERS OF THE FEW! IT’S WCW VERSUS THE DARKSIDE, AND IT ENDS TONIGHT!!

[We cut from the crowd to the announcer’s table, where Joey Styles, ‘The Professor’ Mike Tenay and Bobby ‘The Brain’ Heenan are seated, decked out in their absolute finest tailored suits.]

Styles: Good evening fans, I’m Joey Styles, joined of course by Mike Tenay and Bobby Heenan, and guys, what more can I say – this is IT.

Heenan: And listen to these fans! They want to see Goldberg tear Sting a new one! I haven’t seen anybody in Washington this excited since the new batch of interns!

Styles: Tactful as always, Brain. Now Mike, this is my very first Starrcade, but you’ve been here for five of them, what does this night mean?

Tenay: For wrestling fans, it’s the Grandaddy of Them All, but this event holds a special significance for the two men in our main event tonight. Three years ago, the man defending WCW itself was the leader of The Darkside – Sting. That night, he beat Hollywood Hulk Hogan for the World Title. Two years ago, Goldberg had his record winning streak ended at the hands of Kevin Nash. These two men understand the significance of Starrcade, they know that history is written by the winners, and they both want to win!

Heenan: And remember Goldberg on Nitro! He took out Lex Luger, a guy who had nothing to do with the Darkside, in order to make sure Sting put the title on the line tonight. This isn’t the same Goldberg who lost to Nash two years ago, it’s not the same Goldberg who was injured by The Darkside, it’s a whole new beast.

Tenay: But what will Goldberg have to do to beat Sting tonight? Some think he went too far on Nitro to get this match, what kind of person are we going to see tonight? And does an unrestrained Goldberg make it harder or EASIER for Sting to win?

Styles: We’ve got more questions than answers right about now, so let’s start the show!

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Match #1 - WCW World Tag Team Championship - The Darkside - Wrath & Mortis (Champions) vs. The Horsemen - Dean Malenko & Perry Saturn



[We cut to the ring, where David Penzer is standing alongside Garth Brooks. Penzer introduces Brooks, who proceeds to sing the National Anthem…


[FAST FORWARD THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER]

Brooks: O’er the LANNDD OF THE FREEEEEE…… And the HOOMMMEEE…. Of the…. BRAVVVEEEE!

Styles: And that was the national anthem, straight from the nation’s capital.

[Brooks soaks in the applause and cheers from the crowd for his performance, but the platitudes are cut short by the booming, ominous rock theme of The Darkside! The crowd ROCK in pure, unadulterated HEAT, which only grows louder when Jake Roberts appears on the Starrcade set (featuring replicas of D.C landmarks on either side of the giant Starrcade star, which splits in half and leads to the entrance ramp). ]

Penzer: Coming down the aisle, at a combined weight of 557 pounds, accompanied to the ring by their mentor Jake Roberts, they are the WCW World Tag Team Champions, representing The Darkside - WRATH and MMMMORRRTTIISSS!

[Roberts leads Wrath and Mortis, decked out in their most intimidating attire. Mortis wears a giant black trenchcoat, adorned with skulls on the shoulders, while Wrath wears a helmet – part Big Van Vader, part Demolition. Roberts smiles his most evil of smiles as he leads the two into the ring, where they disrobe and prepare for the match. Roberts jaws with Garth Brooks, who made a quick exit from the ring.]

Penzer: And their opponents…

[The crowd cheer instantly, knowing who will be entering soon. Suddenly, the sound of rustling horse feet comes over the P.A, and the crowd EXPLODE IN CHEERS!]

Penzer: Weighing in at a combined weight of 472 pounds, accompanied to the ring by ‘The Enforcer’ Arn Anderson, representing The Four Horsemen – Dean Malenko and Perrryyy SATTURRNNNN!

[The star parts, and Double A, Malenko and Saturn step onto the entrance ramp to huge cheers. They give the Four Horsemen symbol, and are met with ten-thousand or so in return from the crowd. Arn hangs at ringside, while Malenko and Saturn enter the ring, only to be mugged by Wrath, Mortis AND Roberts before the bell!]

Styles: And The Darkside get some quick shots in!

[This sneak attack prompts Arn to enter the fray himself, and he charges directly at Roberts, who holds his black cane above his head, ready to drop it on Saturn’s chest. Just before he can, Double A grabs him and drops him with a BONE-SHATTERING SPINEBUSTER!!]

Tenay: That’s what we want!

Heenan: That’s why they call him The Enforcer! Roberts is out of it!

[Referee Billy Silverman stops Arn from continuing his assault, and backs him out of the ring while The Darkside and Horsemen members brawl. When Arn has left the ring, Silverman calls for the bell. His problem of getting the four men to their respective corners is solved when Saturn clotheslines Mortis over the top rope. The crowd pop, and Malenko heads to his corner. The legal men are Saturn and Wrath.]

Tenay: Saturn and Wrath are the two biggest men on their teams, so you’ve got to imagine we’re going to be seeing these two match-up quite often.

Heenan: That’s a good point Tenay, I don’t think Dean Malenko is going to try and outwrestle Wrath. He’s just going to let Saturn hit him.

[Wrath has the immediate advantage after attacking Saturn from behind after the clothesline, and backs him into his corner. He gets off a few stiff punches and forearms, but Saturn is too fresh, and fights back with some rights of his own. Wrath staggers, and Saturn drops him with a leg sweep followed by a running elbow! Saturn tries to lift Wrath to his feet, but Wrath pushes him off, stands up and charges, only for Saturn to connect with a drop toe hold! Wrath’s head bounces off the bottom rope, but before Saturn can capitalize, Mortis attacks him from behind!]

Styles: Just as Saturn was building up some momentum, in comes Mortis!

[Silverman struggles to contain Mortis, but eventually sends him back to his corner. This gives Wrath time to recover, and he charges at Saturn, dropping him with a HUGE shoulderblock!]

Heenan: Saturn just can’t catch a break.

[Wrath stomps on Saturn’s back, then turns up the offense. He lifts the 250 pounder, then drops him with a fallaway slam! Saturn is thrown almost to the other end of the ring, as Wrath makes the tag. He grabs Saturn and lifts him up in a powerbomb position and waits for Mortis, showing off his strength. Mortis holds Saturn by the chest, then the two drop him. Saturn, however, doesn’t land on canvas – but on Mortis’ KNEE in a BRUTAL modified backbreaker!]

Styles: Jesus!

Tenay: A huge double-team, and we’re only two minutes in!

[Saturn holds his back in pain, as the Innovator of Offense dashes to the other end of the ring. When Saturn gets to his feet (still holding his back), Mortis meets him with a crisp superkick! Saturn falls, and Mortis makes the cover…

ONE!


TWO!


T-NO!]

Tenay: Saturn’s back may be hurt, but that was never going to be a pin-fall.

Heenan: Hey, you never know, he might have just given up.

Tenay: I don’t think Perry Saturn is a quitter, Brain.

Heenan: Well, he quit WCW didn’t he?

[Mortis rolls Saturn to his feet, and drops him with a regular backbreaker. He holds on, bending Saturn’s spine over his knee, and makes the tag at the same time. With Mortis still holding Saturn, Wrath runs the ropes and connects with a stiff elbow to Saturn’s neck.]

Styles: And with that, the Darkside are in complete control!

[Mortis helps Wrath pound on the fallen Horseman before heading to the ring apron, and now Wrath assumes control. He whips Saturn into the turnbuckle, charges and connects with a back elbow, then when Saturn staggers forward, drops him with a HUGE POWERSLAM!]

Heenan: He just sent Saturn to another solar system!

[Wrath makes the cover…


ONE!


TWO!


And lifts Saturn up!]

Tenay: He aborted the pin!

[At ringside, Jake Roberts is grinning maniacally, yelling a game plan to Wrath. Wrath grabs Saturn, and hooks him for the Meltdown!]

Styles: This could be it!

[Wrath nods at Roberts, lifts Saturn up, but Saturn breaks free mid-lift, and tries to hook Wrath into a T-Bone suplex! Wrath fights it off with an elbow, then meets Saturn with a BLISTERING CLOTHESLINE! An angry Wrath stomps on his opponent, who is dazed but slowly crawling towards his partner Malenko. Malenko reaches out as far as he can, but Wrath grabs Saturn by the legs, dragging him to the middle of the ring. He sits on Saturn’s back, hooks the arms and locks in a Camel Clutch!]

Heenan: Look at that, he locked that in right infront of Malenko! That’s mind games right there!

[Malenko and Anderson look concerned, as the already weakened back of Saturn is wrenched by Wrath’s monstrous frame. Referee Billy Silverman checks on Saturn, but he refuses to give up. After less than a minute, Wrath breaks the hold, then tags to Mortis.]

Tenay: What’s that, three tags from the tag team champions, and none from The Horsemen?

[Mortis lifts a wounded Saturn to his feet, then hooks him in a fisherman suplex position, spins and DROPS Saturn with a Swinging Fisherman!]

Styles: Mortis with a move he calls The End Of Days, and what an apt description!

[Mortis goes straight into a cover…

ONE!


TWO!



TH-NO NO NO!]

Tenay: Saturn kicks out!

[Mortis slaps the ring once, stands up, then gives his signal for The Flatliner!]

Styles: Well, if it wasn’t the End Of Days then, it might be now!

[Mortis lifts Saturn, stands face to face and hooks him in a Russian Leg Sweep, only for Saturn to struggle, break his leg free, hook it around Mortis and DROP HIM WITH A FLATLINER OF HIS OWN! The crowd pop, and Saturn slowly recovers!]

Tenay: And just like that, The Horsemen might be back in it!

[On his knees to take the pressure of his back, Saturn slowly…slowly crawls towards Malenko.

Malenko stretches his short frame….

Saturn reaches…

Malenko reaches….

Saturn reaches….

Malenko yells…..

WRATH BURSTS INTO THE CAMERA SHOT AND HAMMERS SATURN WITH A STIFF KNEE TO THE BACK!!]

Tenay: OH!

[Referee Billy Silverman earns his paycheck by hustling Wrath back to his corner, then by stopping Malenko from entering the ring. Mortis recovers, grabs Saturn and walks him to the Darkside corner. He tags in Wrath, then climbs the top rope. Referee Billy Silverman warns Malenko about interfering, as Wrath lifts Saturn onto his shoulders!]

Styles: Look at the strength of Wrath!

Tenay: And this looks very bad for Saturn!

[Mortis steadies himself on the top rope, but Saturn is struggling on Wrath’s shoulders! He connects with a few shots to Wrath’s head, spins his body and takes down Wrath with one of the least-elegant looking hurricanranas ever!!]

Styles: Perry Saturn busting out the lucha libre tonight!!

Tenay: I’ve seen everything!

[Wrath doesn’t just fall to the canvas, but INTO the ropes, CROTCHING Mortis on the top! The crowd’s cheers build, as Saturn crawls quickly to the opposite end of the ring, AND MAKES THE HOT TAG TO MALENKO!!]

Styles: And The Iceman Cometh!!

[Malenko doesn’t play the ‘Face On Fire’, instead using a methodical attack. When Wrath charges at him, he drops the 300-pounder with a drop toe hold, then connects with an ULTRA-stiff kick to the ribs!]

Styles: It’s Samoa Malenko!

Heenan: What?

[Mortis is still crotched on the top turnbuckle, so Malenko climbs up to meet him, nods for the crowd, and DROPS HIM WITH A TOP-ROPE BRAINBUSTER!!]

Tenay: I’ve never seen Malenko like this!

[Malenko recovers, looks at Mortis’ fallen body – then adjusts his wristbands to a surprisingly large pop. In one swift, fluid movement, he grabs Mortis’ legs, hooks them in and turns him over into the TEXAS CLOVERLEAF! The crowd go APE, and we can see the pain on Mortis face, even THROUGH his mask!!]

Styles: If Mortis taps, the Tag Team titles come home to WCW!!

Heenan: Look at him! He’s in agony!

[Referee Billy Silverman checks on Mortis, only to be CLOCKED IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH JAKE ROBERTS’ CANE! That sends the crowd into a FEVER pitch, which grows louder when Arn Anderson storms the ring! Anderson, however, is floored with a HUGE boot by Wrath, and there are bodies EVERYWHERE!]

Tenay: This is chaos!

Heenan: What did you expect?!

[Roberts doubles Malenko over with his cane, making the ‘Man of 1000 Holds’ easy pickings for a CITY-DESTROYING MELTDOWN from Wrath! This cavalcade of calamity doesn’t stop there, however. Wrath poses after the meltdown, only to be floored from behind by Saturn, who turns him around, and DROPS THE BEHEMOTH WITH A LIGHTNING FAST T-BONE SUPLEX!!]

Styles: T-BONE FROM SATURN! THAT’S PAYBACK!

Tenay: Malenko’s down, Mortis is down, Wrath is down, the referee’s down! Who’s left?

[Tenay’s question is answered by our next camera shot. In one corner, Jake Roberts is checking on Wrath. In the other, Perry Saturn is helping Arn Anderson to his feet. The crowd see the scene, and start rocking. A few seconds later, Jake Roberts realises his predicament.]

Styles: And now look! The mentor of the Darkside, their demonic inspiration, is staring down TWO Horsemen!

Tenay: How long have we waited for THIS moment?

[Jake starts shuffling on the spot, desperately looking for an exit, as Arn and Saturn advance. Jake looks on in sheer terror, and now it’s Double A’s turn to grin. Roberts lifts his black cane, but Arn grabs his hand.]

Styles: Look at their faces! That’s pure hate right there! Pure conte-

[Styles is interrupted by the sight and sound of MORTIS DROPPING SATURN WITH A KANYON-CUTTER! This distracts Anderson, who turns around to check on Saturn, only to turn back and be met with a BRUTAL SHOT TO THE HEAD FROM ROBERTS’ CANE! THE CANE SNAPS IN TWO OVER ARN’S FOREHEAD, AND DOUBLE A DROPS TO THE CANVAS!!]

Styles: OH MY GOD!

Heenan: He’s gone!

[Arn Anderson is motionless, and Roberts rolls himself out of the ring, away from the commotion. Right now, the only men moving are Mortis, and referee Billy Silverman. Mortis looks at the fallen bodies of Saturn and Malenko.]

Styles: I think the only question is, who is he going to pin to win this thing?

[Mortis chooses Malenko, and makes the cover on the former Cruiserweight Champ, only for Malenko to pull him down, AND ROLL HIM UP IN A SMALL PACKAGE!


ONE!



TWO!



THREE!!!


HORSEMAN WIN!

HORSEMAN WIN!]

Styles: HE WAS PLAYING POSSUM! DEAN MALENKO AND PERRY SATURN ARE THE NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!

[Malenko can’t celebrate immediately however, as Mortis gets to his feet at the same time. Mortis swings with a right hand, but Malenko ducks then clotheslines him over the top rope, for the second time this evening!]

Tenay: I can’t believe that ending! After all that, a roll-up, and The Horsemen bring home the Tag Team Titles!

Heenan: But at what cost? Look what Roberts did to The Enforcer!

[Just before Bobby finishes that sentence, we cut to a shot of Arn Anderson. His forehead is completely busted open, and the former Commissioner is still unconscious. Malenko checks on him, as does the now-standing Saturn. The look of concern on their faces trumps their triumph of winning, and they barely seem interested in grabbing the Tag Team Titles, held by the ref.]

Styles: Well, Arn Anderson is a tough guy, but… Let’s just cut to the Castrol VTX Replay…

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[Backstage, Pamela Paulshock is waiting in the blistering cold car park, wearing a skimpy purple dress under a giant fur coat. Suddenly, a massive black hummer screams into view and stops near the arena entrance. The roaring engine comes to a halt, the door opens, and out steps….


GOLDBERG.


The capacity crowd watching inside the arena ERUPT, as The Man grabs his gym bag and paces towards the entrance. Pamela rushes towards him, and the camera follows.

Pamela: Goldberg! Goldberg! Bill!

[Goldberg turns his head, and gives the world’s most intimidating death stare to the camera. The camera man stops dead in his tracks, and so does Pamela. Pamela shakes her head and shrugs her shoulders, and we cut back inside the building, where Arn Anderson is being attended to by medical staff in the Horsemen dressing room. Malenko, Saturn and Chris Benoit huddle around their fallen mentor, with grim looks on their faces. As a bandage is applied to Arn’s head, a doctor walks towards the three Horsemen.]

Doctor: We’ve stopped the bleeding, but Arn’s going to need to go to the hospital. He’s awake, but he’s definitely not fully conscious. If we don’t take him now, we could be risking serious damage.

Benoit: Just do what you have to.

Doctor: Very well.

[The doctor returns to Arn, and the medical staff prepare to move him. Without warning, the door to the dressing room swings open. The camera turns to reveal the sight of The Human Wrecking Machine TAZZ standing in the doorframe, a grin on his face.]

Tazz: Tough break.

[Tazz grins. Chris Benoit tries to jump him, but is held back by Malenko and Saturn.]

Tazz: But look on the bright side, Chris. After our match tonight, you and Double A can share a room in intensive care.

[Benoit struggles in the grip of his fellow Horsemen, but they know better than to let him go.]

Tazz: You know, provided he doesn’t die.

Crowd: OHHH!

[The Rabid Wolverine lives up to his name, and breaks free of Saturn and Malenko’s grip. He charges for Tazz, but before he can reach him, security FLOOD the room, holding Tazz back from Benoit, and more importantly – Benoit back from Tazz. Yelling, threats and curses fill the room, as we cut back to the announcer’s table.]

Tenay: So that was your old promotion’s golden boy, Joey?

Styles: I’ve.. I’ve known Tazz for years, but I’m not going to condone what he just said

Heenan: Just say it Joey. You thought it was great.

Styles: GREAT? He just wished death on a legend of this sport!

Heenan: And he got right in Benoit’s head! It’s genius!

Tenay: That might be right Brain, but he also just might have made the Rabid Wolverine even MORE rabid.

Heenan: Nah. I’m right.

Styles: Well fans, we’ll keep you updated about the condition of Arn Anderson, but right now it’s former tag team champions in one-on-one action. It’s Shane Helms versus his… troubled ex-partner Shannon Moore!

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Match #2 - Helms & Moore Explode! - Shane Helms vs. Shannon Moore



[We cut back to a static shot of the ring, and David Penzer.]

Penzer: Coming down the aisle…

[Helms and Moore’s music kicks in…]

Penzer: Weighing in at 203 pounds, hailing from Cameron, North Carolina…. Shannnnonnnnn MMMOOOOORRRREEE!

[Moore steps onto the entrance ramp, and walks to the ring. His face is expressionless, and he barely notices the fans yelling taunts as he rolls into the ring. He looks at David Penzer like he’s forgotten who he is, then shakes his head and walks to his corner.]

Tenay: I’ve never seen a wrestler ‘lose his smile’ so much as Shannon Moore. He’s completely out of it.

Penzer: And his opponent. He weighs in at 216 pounds, hailing from Smithfield, North Carolina… ‘Sugar’ Shane HEEELLMMSSS!

[Helms jumps onto the entrance ramp, pumping his fists and clapping the fans hands as he paces to the ring. When his eyes lock with Moore, however, his demeanor becomes far more serious. Penzer exits the ring, and referee Mickey Jay calls for the bell.]

Styles: And who would have thought just a few months ago, that Helms and Moore would be fighting EACH OTHER at Starrcade?!

[After the bell rings, Helms is, predictably, the first to move. He tries to lock up with Moore, who blocks the attempt and pushes Helms back. Helms tries again, but this time Moore side-steps the attempt and pushes him into the ropes. A frustrated Helms advances again, but this time ditches the lock-up in favour of a blistering open-handed SLAP to Moore’s face!]

Heenan: Now we’re talkin’!

[This barely registers with the disinterested Moore, until Helms slaps him AGAIN! Finally, Moore is set off. He charges at Helms, who sidesteps and pushes him into the turnbuckle. Once Moore is there, Helms attacks, hammering Moore with punches and a few knife-edge chops. That doesn’t sit well with Moore, however, and he meets Helms with some chops of his own! The crowd WHOO! in delight.]

Tenay: How fitting that the two stars from North Carolina are chopping the hell out of each other!

[Two chops in a row gives Moore the win in The Battle Of The WHOOs, and he backs Helms into the ropes, irish whips him then connects with a lightning-fast hurricanrana, sending Helms rolling out of the ring! With Helms down, Moore climbs the top turnbuckle, and when Helms stands, catches him with a perfectly-timed, perfectly-executed moonsault!]

Styles: And this looks like the Shannon Moore of old!

Heenan: It was the chops, they’re therapeutic. Ask Tenay, it’s how he cured his goiter.

Tenay: What!

[Moore rolls Helms into the ring, climbs to the apron then re-enters the ring with an over-the-rope legdrop. He covers Helms…


ONE!

TWO!

Kick-out!]

Styles: That was a great run by Shannon Moore, let’s see if he can continue it…

[Moore rolls Helms onto his feet, whips him into the turnbuckle and charges, leaping at Helm’s face with a leg lariat, but Helms grabs the legs and THROWS MOORE TO THE OUTSIDE!]

Styles: OH!

Tenay: Shannon Moore’s body bounces off the ring mats!

[Helms shakes off the cobwebs, steps onto the ring apron and when Moore gets to his feet, runs the length of the apron and connects with a flying forearm to the head! Now in control, Helms lifts Moore up and HURLS him into the steel guardrail. Moore doesn’t just fly into the rail, but OVER it, landing before the feet of some lucky crowd members. Helms walks over, but when he reaches out to grab his former partner, Moore drops him with a modified neckbreaker, bouncing Helms’ throat off the guardrail.]

Styles: A lot of fight left in both men, as Shane Helms gets personal with the guardrail!

[Helms staggers back and Moore climbs the guardrail, then leaps off with a seated senton, sending Helms to the ground hard! Mickey Jay has counted to seven, so Moore rolls Helms into the ring and follows. Moore pulls Helms into the centre of the ring, then climbs the top rope.]

Tenay: Moore could be going for The Halo, his corkscrew senton!

Heenan: I have no idea what you just said.

[Moore steadies himself, then comes off the top with The Halo, only for Helms to roll out of the way! Moore doesn’t just connect with the canvas, he BOUNCES off it!]

Styles: And that just might have cost him the match!

[Helms is slow to his feet, but not slow to capitalize. He lifts Moore up, bends him over, hooks the arms and SETS HIM UP FOR THE VERTEBREAKER!]

Styles: Why bother to weaken your opponent when you’re about to hit him with one of the most devastating moves in professional wrestling?!

Tenay: If he hits this…

[HE DOES! VERTEBREAKER ONTO MOORE!]

Styles: Moore had plenty of opportunities, but you always had the feeling that Helms would always take this one!

Heenan: But who’s that?

[Before Helms can cover, we cut to the crowd for a swerve. A huge figure, in a perfectly manicured suit, pushes his way through the crowd, then leaps over the entrance ramp.]

Styles: Hey! He can’t be there!

Tenay: What is Sean O’Haire doing at Starrcade?



[As usual, the Professor is correct. The man making his way to the ring is Sean O’Haire, WCW Saturday Night stalward. His hair is long and spiky, and a religious man could almost mistake him for the Devil incarnate. Referee Mickey Jay tries to halt his entrance into the ring, but O’Haire simply palms him to the ground. When Helms gets in O’Haire’s face, O’Haire kicks him in the gut, lifts him up and FLATTENS HIM WITH A DOMINATOR!]

Styles: Oh my god! Look at the strength!

Tenay: Why is O’Haire interfering? Is this why Shannon Moore has been acting so strange? What’s the relationship between these two?

Heenan: This guy is impressive!

[O’Haire stands over Moore, who slowly gets to his feet. When he sees O’Haire, he doesn’t smile at the outcome of an orchestrated plan, but looks up in sheer terror. O’Haire grins, then SLAPS MOORE RIGHT IN THE FACE! The crowd OOHHH! as O’Haire’s expression turns from sheer calm to absolute FURY. Moore grabs one side of his face, and O’Haire SLAPS HIM ON THE OTHER SIDE!]

Styles: So he stops Shannon Moore from getting pinned, then he slaps his face off?

[O’Haire points at the entrance ramp, and like a scolded dog, Moore complies, rolling out of the ring and heading towards the exit. O’Haire follows, looking back at the destruction he left in the ring and giving a wry smile.]

Heenan: Was… Was that Satan?

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[Backstage, Mene Gene Okerlund stands alongside the only man that could make him look tall – Rey Mysterio Jr, infront of a WCW Starrcade backdrop. Two flat-screen televisions play clips from Daniels and Mysterio’s feud in the background. When the crowd spot Rey, they cheer.]

Gene: Rey Mysterio Jr., tonight you have the chance to win back the WCW Cruiserweight championship, taken from you by ‘The Fallen Angel’ Christopher Daniels. But on top of that, WCW President Eric Bischoff announced last Thursday on WCW.com that your match, like Goldberg versus Sting and Booker T vs Scott Steiner, would be fought under No-Disqualification, No-Count-Out rules! How do you prepare for such a match?

Rey: Well Gene, you guys might think that I’m more suited to a traditional style of match, but to all the WCW fans, you’ve got nothing to worry about. When it comes to Christopher Daniels…

[Rey turns and faces the camera.]

Rey: No rules suits me just fine.

[Mysterio storms off, and Gene throws it back to ringside.]



[At ringside, we get a roving shot of the crowd, before it finally settles on a Skybox in the MCI Center. Sitting alongside some friends, relatives and Secret Service agents, is former President of the United States of America, and self-confessed wrestling fan – George Herbert Walker Bush!]

Styles: Would you look at that! President Bush is at Starrcade!

Tenay: Hail to the chief!

[The crowd spot the ex-President on the big screen, and give a rousing applause. Bush smiles and waves.]

Heenan: Who’s going to be in the crowd at Nitro tomorrow, President-elect Gore?

Styles: Well, I can think of a few people who MIGHTN’T be at Nitro tomorrow – either Chavo Guerrero or Juventud Guerrera.

Heenan: Excellent segway, Johnny.

Styles: Thank you, Brain.

Tenay: And what “Johnny” is referring to, of course, is our next match. It’s lWo Chavo leader Chavo Guerrero versus lWo Wolfpack leader Juventud Guerrera, and the loser must disband their version of the lWo!

Styles: There’s plenty at stake, so let’s go to Dave Penzer in the ring…

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Match #3 - Loser Must Disband Their lWo! - Chavo Guerrero (lWo) vs. Juventud Guerrera (lWo Wolfpack)



[To nobody’s surprise, David Penzer is STANDING IN THE RING!! The familiar theme of the lWo booms over the arena, and Penzer starts his intros.]

Penzer: Coming down the aisle, he weighs in at 207 pounds, hailing from El Paso, Texas, he is the leader of lWo…… CHAVO GUERRRRRRRRRRERRROOO!!

[The crowd boo as Chavo walks to the ring, accompanied by El Dandy and Silver King. Silver King picks a fight with a young kid at ringside, while Chavo leaps into the ring. He leans through the ropes to talk strategy with Dandy, before getting spoken to by referee Charles Robinson.]

Penzer: And his opponent, weighing in at 185 pounds, from Mexico City, Mexico, the leader of the l-W-o WOLFPACK….. Juventudddddd Guerrreeerrraaaaa!!

[The boos turn to loud cheers as Juvi charges out onto the entrance ramp, accompanied by Hector Garza and Super Calo, all three decked out in their red lWo Wolfpack shirts. Juvi leaps into the ring, but before Robinson can ring the bell, Chavo charges! He backs Juvi into the ropes with an elbow, irish whips him, Chavo charges, Juvi leapfrogs! On the return, Chavo with a hip toss, but Juvi spins and lands on his feet! As Chavo stands, Juvi charges the ropes, ducks a quick clothesline attempt from Chavo, and connects with a dropkick that sends Chavo staggering backwards. Juvi charges again, leaps onto Chavo’s shoulders and DROPS HIM WITH A LIGHTNING-FAST HURRICANRANA!


ONE!



TWO!



KICK OUT!

Oh, and the ref rang the bell sometime during all that commotion.]

Tenay: A rapid-fire start to this match between the two lWo leaders!

[Chavo to his feet, Juvi meets him with elbows, then chops, then backs him into the corner. A few more chops, but one too many, as Chavo comes back with some of his own, sending Juvi back Chavo capitalizes, whipping Juvi into the opposite turnbuckle and advancing. Juvi sees it coming, grabs the top rope with his hands and tries to float back over Chavo, but Chavo grabs his legs and tosses him over the top rope! Juvi, however, lands on the apron, headbutts Chavo in the chest, then comes off the rope with a springboard sunset flip!


ONE!


TW- KICK OUT!]

Styles: That was amazing work by Juvi there, not only the balance required to land on the apron, but to capitalize on the situation immediately.

[Chavo rolls Juvi off him, and when they both get to a standing position, hooks him with a headlock, Juvi pushes him off, runs the ropes and gets a shoulderblock from Chavo for his troubles. Chavo follows that up with a snapmare, then a STIFF kick to Juvi’s back, before rolling him into a surfboard!!]

Tenay: A staple of the lucha, the surfboard submission! He’s wrenching back Juvi’s arms, putting pressure on the spine. If he held it for long enough, Juvi would have no choice but to tap, but that’s 200 pounds or so Chavo is holding on his knees!

[Chavo releases his grip, waits till Juvi struggles to his feet and drops him with a high-elevation back suplex. Chavo follows that up with a running legdrop, and then swoops in to apply a rear chinlock.]

Tenay: Chavo slowing down the pace of the match slightly, that is going to suit his style more.

[Chavo moves into a headlock, and lifts Juvi to a standing position. He attempts a bulldog, but Juvi pushes him off, sending Chavo into the turnbuckle. Juvi charges, but Chavo slides out of the way at the last minute. Juvi connects with the turnbuckle and falls back, and Chavo replies with a spinning heel kick as Juvi's falling! With Juvi down, Chavo scales the turnbuckle and gives a thumbs up to his lWo Classic comrades, then leaps off the top with a legdrop, only for Juvi to roll out of the way!!]

Styles: Chavo misses from the top!

Heenan: And he landed on his butt! This is why when I wrestled I never climbed the top rope, you don't want to break that. It's just too important Johnny.

[With Chavo down and holding his... base in pain, Juvi takes the time to recuperate, and then climbs the ropes himself. But El Dandy takes exception, distracting the referee while Silver King slams the ropes with his hand, crotching Juvi on the top turnbuckle! This allows Chavo to capitalise, and he climbs the top rope, preparing Juvi for a superplex, but Juvi pushes him off and then CONNECTS WITH A 450 SPLASH OUT OF NOWHERE!!!]

Styles: 450!!

Heenan: But the ref ain't looking!

[The referee is still admonishing El Dandy, and this brings in Hector Garza, who sweeps El Dandy's legs! A few moments later, there's a 4-man lWo brawl on the outside of the ring!]

Tenay: And now the lWo are having their own match on the outside!
[The referee STILL hasn't turned his attention back to the match, and an angry Juvi breaks his cover and turns the referee around. This allows Chavo time to sneak in a roll-up, but Juvi kicks out at one and a half!]

Heenan: That was the smartest thing Chavo's done in his entire life. That's the best way to ground Juvi, just keep pinning him until you get a three count. He can't do a huricanrana when his shoulders are on the mat.

[Juvi and Chavo are both on their feet, and Juvi ducks an attempted clothesline, then connects with a standing dropkick, bouncing Chavo back into the ropes. Juvi follows that up with a drop toe-hold, and then bounces himself off the ropes with a springboard moonsault! Juvi doesn't cover, but instead drags Chavo into position and scales the turnbuckle, preparing for a second 450 splash.]

Styles: And now Juvi is looking to finish it!

[Juvi points to the sky, but then looks to the outside to see his lWo Wolfpack stablemates on the receiving end of a beating from Silver King and El Dandy. So, Juvi does the logical thing and JUMPS FROM THE TOP ROPE TO THE FLOOR WITH A CROSS-BODY BLOCK ON KING AND DANDY!!]

Styles: Oh my god!

Heenan: What an idiot!

[Juvi struggles to his feet after the human car crash, only to be met with a vicious baseball slide to the back of the head from Chavo! Juvi bounces forward, crashing head first into the guardrail!]

Heenan: See! That's what you get for worrying about your friends!

[Chavo rolls Juvi back into the ring, then climbs the apron and the turnbuckle. He gives a cocky pose and leaps off the top rope with a frog splash! He connects, and makes the cover!

ONE!!!


TWO!!!


THREEEEEEE!!!]

Styles: And just like that, after a sacrifice from Juventud Guerrera, the lWo Wolfpack must disband!

Tenay: And look at the smile on Chavo Guerrero's face!!

[The camera zooms in on Chavo, who is soon joined by Silver King and El Dandy. They hoist him onto their shoulders as the crowd boos, and their music plays.]

Styles: That's... the wrong music?

Tenay: It seems a bit familiar though...

[Joey is right, the music playing isn't the lWo's theme but something else. Something WCW fans haven't heard for more than a year. It's....]

Tenay: Joey, that's Eddie Guerrero's music!!

[And just like that, Chavo's uncle EDDIE GUERRERO STEPS ONTO THE STARRCADE STAGE!!!]



Joey: Oh... my.... GOD.

Heenan: What!! But he was on....

Tenay: Say it Bobby, he was on Smackdown last Thursday night!!!

Joey: EDDIE GUERRERO HAS MADE HIS RETURN TO WCW ON THE BIGGEST STAGE OF THEM ALL!!

Tenay: And he's coming to the ring!!

Heenan: This is beautiful! A Guerrero family reunion!

Tenay: And don't forget Eddie was the original founder of the lWo!

[Eddie, grinning from ear to ear, makes his way to the ring, holding a microphone. He looks at Chavo, whose grin is somewhat less wide. Chavo looks hesitant to embrace Eddie, who gives him no choice and wraps his arms around his nephew. The crowd are still cheering for Eddie, despite the hug.]

Heenan: And that's Eddie passing the torch to the new lWo leader!

Eddie: First of all.... It's GOOD TO BE BACK!!

[The crowd pop.]

Eddie: And before I go any further, Uncle Eddie wants to tell you a story. I was sitting in my locker room up north a few weeks ago, watching the competition, and I see the usual guys. I see Sting... [crowd boo]... I see 'The Darkside... [crowd boo]... I even see some amigo with no neck named Tazz... [crowd laugh/boo] and then.... then I see my little nephew Chavo walking around in an lWo shirt.

Crowd: Ooo...

Eddie: And you know what?

[Chavo looks worried.]

Eddie: I was the proudest uncle in the world.

[Eddie smiles, and Chavo looks relieved.]
Eddie: Here I was, watching my nephew, my best friend Chavo finally stepping up. Proving he had the cojones, living up to the Guerrero name. Leading the lWo, bringing la raza together, uniting all the luchadors, and I knew I had to be a part of it.

[The crowd cheer]

Eddie: And then, a week later – I see you punk out Juvi. I see you fight Rey. I see your two boys here put a hit on Hector. Chavo, you got it wrong, man. We're Guerreros – we lie, we cheat, we steal. But we don't put ourselves ahead of the boys. I'd use every dirty trick I knew if I was booked against Juvi in a match, but that's where it ends. You wore the lWo shirt... MY lWo shirt, and you SPAT ON IT!

[Chavo is now looking very worried, and Silver King and El Dandy step forward.]

Eddie: The lWo was meant to make sure guys like Bischoff didn't hold us down, and you turned into a PARODY! A JOKE! Chavo, I didn't ask for my release to come and join you in the lWo. I asked for my release so I could come to Starrcade and TAKE BACK MY LWO!

[The crowd explode in cheers, as Eddie ducks under and takes down Chavo!! Silver King and El Dandy pull him off, only to be attacked by Juvi, Hector Garza and Super Calo! Eddie returns to beating up Chavo, before kicking him out of the ring!!]

Eddie: Chavo, you had your chance and you ruined it! So, Uncle Eddie is taking over! And Bischoff... WCW.... Darkside... whoever is left after tonight – you're going to have to deal with the REAL... LATINO... WORLD... ORDER!

[Eddie drops the mic, and leaves the ring with Juvi, Calo and Garza.]

Styles: I don't believe it!

Tenay: The legendary Eddie Guerrero is back in WCW, and stipulation or not – he's just taken over the lWo!

Heenan: And not the first time a Mexican has stolen a jo-

Tenay: BRAIN.

Heenan: Stolen a victory! I mean victory!

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[We cut backstage, where Diamond Dallas Page stands alongside ‘Rowdy’ Roddy Piper and ‘Mene’ Gene Okerlund, in front of the Starrcade background.]

Gene: Gentlemen, you’ve taken it upon yourselves to make a stand tonight at Starrcade – you are going to be facing the Second Wave, this new generation of superstars – what are you hoping to prove tonight?

[DDP rubs his chin.]

DDP: You know Gene, that’s a good question. Why did Roddy and I choose the Second Wave? Well, last time I checked – they chose us. I’m all for new talent Gene – a few years ago, I WAS the new talent. I was the ‘Second Wave’ of guys who fought off the nWo, it was me and Goldberg and Booker and Chris. I ain’t got anything against new guys trying to make their name, but the Second Wave chose the wrong guys. And tonight, we’re going to prove that… bada-BANG.

Gene: Mr. Piper?

[Roddy has his back to the camera, as he was clearly distracted while DDP was talking. He’s watching the plasmas behind him, showing footage of their feud with the Second Wave.]

Piper: What? Sorry Gene, I was watching. That’s a good picture, you know. I don’t really like seeing myself get beaten up by a bunch of punks, but that’s a really good picture.

Gene: So no thoughts on the match?

[Piper’s expression changes.]

Piper: Oh.. Gene, I’d imagine DDP and I are going to go out there and kick some ass, I’m not too sure. Is that the plan?

DDP: Yep.

Piper: Well there you go. Have fun, Gene.

[Piper strolls off, quickly followed by DDP. Mene Gene just shrugs.]

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Match #4 - The Second Wave vs. The Old Guard - Lance Storm & Mike Awesome vs 'Diamond' Dallas Page & 'Rowdy' Roddy Piper



[We cut back to David Penzer in the ring, as he begins announcing the arrival of Lance Storm and Mike Awesome – the so-called ‘Second Wave’. Storm and Awesome step onto the entrance ramp to massive heat, and slowly walk to the ring.]

Tenay: Joey, these men came from ECW, do you think part of them might be rattled by being on such a large stage? It doesn't come any bigger than Starrcade...

Styles: I don't think it matters, Mike. I think their preparation for a match is identical, whether it's the MCI Center, The Georgia Dome or a bingo hall.

Heenan: I'll tell you what's different from ECW – after tonight, they're going to get paid!!

Styles: Brain!

[Storm and Awesome stretch in the ring and talk tactics, until we hear the familiar sounds of bagpipes.

Bagpipes playing 'Smells Like Teen Spirit'. Well, trying to. It's basically murdering Kurt Cobain's music more than Courtney Love, but the crowd dig it. Some backing guitars and drums add a rock feel to it, as 'Diamond' Dallas Page and 'Rowdy' Roddy Piper make their way to the ring, to a HUGE pop!!]

Styles: And these are the men that the Second Wave will have to go through – both former World Champions!

Tenay: And they're not wasting any time!!

[DDP and Piper are tearing their way to the ring, and Storm and Awesome meet them head on! It's a bare-fisted brawl in the middle of the ring, with DDP sending Storm over the top rope and Piper raking the eye of Awesome! Piper leaves Awesome to DDP and heads onto the ring apron, allowing referee Nick Patrick to officially start the match.]

Styles: And what a start for the veterans!

[DDP unloads with punches on Awesome, while an angry Storm climbs onto the ring apron in his corner. Awesome is dropped to one knee, and DDP follows that up with a running knee-lift, sending him to the canvas. He runs the ropes and drops an elbow to Awesome's sternum, then locks in a side headlock. The larger Awesome gets to his knees, then stands and pushes DDP into the ropes. Dallas tries a shoulder block but is sent straight back to the canvas. Awesome leans down to pick him up but Page slides under his feet, waits for him to turn around and then tries a Diamond Cutter, only to be rebuffed. Awesome pushes him off again, but Page ducks a clothesline and then delivers a chop block to Awesome's knee. Awesome drops to his knees, and Page follows it up with a running knee to the face!]

Tenay: The veteran Page has an answer to everything right now.

[Page pulls Awesome to his corner, and tags in 'The Hot Rod'. With Awesome still on his knees, Piper enters the ring and starts laying in lefts and rights, then a swinging hard right that sends Awesome to the mat!]

Heenan: That guy can punch, let me tell you that. Piper once punched Hulk Hogan so hard his hair fell out!

[A few stomps for good measure, and Piper is in control. He lifts Awesome to his feet and pushes him into the turnbuckle, then punches a few more times for good measure. He takes a few steps back and charges, connecting with a back elbow. Awesome staggers forward, and Piper goes to the well again only to be FLOORED WITH A BIG BOOT!!!]

Styles: Speaking of the Hulkster, a Big Boot from his relative sends Piper to the mat!

[Awesome regathers his senses, and then drops Piper with a backbreaker. He jaws with DDP as he holds the backbreaker, wrenching Piper's back. He eventually releases the hold and makes the cold tag to Storm, who continues the assault with an armbar. Piper gets to his feet and attempts a reversal, but Storm sends him into the ropes and connects with a spinning heel kick, sending Piper back to the canvas. Another armbar, this time in a grounded position.]

Tenay: Storm is working on Piper's arms, hoping to neutralise the sleeper and his stiff punches.

[Piper manages to get a foot under the ropes, and the ref breaks the hold. Storm stomps on Piper's arm for good measure, then lifts him to his feet. He pulls Piper's hand and pulls it behind his body, wrenching on the Hot Rod's right arm. The crowd start clapping in time at DDP's request, getting behind the legendary Piper. Storm pushes Piper head first into the turnbuckle, then turns him around. He lifts Piper onto the top rope, preparing for a superplex.]

Styles: Storm trying a high-risk manouver here.

Heenan: This could put Piper away for good! For the fiftieth time in his career!

[Storm hooks the arm around and wrenches back, but Piper blocks it with a fist to the gut and pushes Storm off the top rope! He steps down onto the canvas and a now vertical Storm attempts a clothesline, but Piper ducks and connects with a poke to the eye! Referee Nick Patrick yells at Piper, who brushes past him and makes the ta- NO HE DOESN'T! Storm sweeps Piper's leg and rolls him into a half-Boston crab! He wrenches back but Piper pulls himself to the ropes, giving him the leverage to kick Storm off. Both men are to their feet, Storm connects with a punch, and another, Piper blocks a third, screams and FLOORS STORM WITH A STIFF RIGHT! He drops to his knees, crawls to the corner and.... MAKES THE TAG TO DDP!!]

Styles: And there's the hot tag! Diamond Dallas Page enters the ring!

[Page hits Storm with another right, and charges on an advancing Mike Awesome. Awesome raises his big boot but Page slides out of the way, and Awesome floors Nick Patrick!!]

Styles: Down goes the ref!

[Page takes the fight to Awesome, backing him into the corner with a series of lefts and rights. He's working over the larger man, and all looks well. Except in the background, where both Lance Storm and Roddy Piper are outside the ring, fighting right near the time-keepers. Piper picks up the ring bell and swings, but Storm ducks and low blows Piper. He swiftly picks up the time-keepers chair, rolls into the ring and CRACKS DDP OVER THE BACK WITH A STEEL CHAIR!!]

Styles: Lance Storm takes immediate advantage of Nick Patrick's absence!

Heenan: And Piper is going to be kicking himself that he was outsmarted!

[Piper, still reeling from the low blow, yells from ringside and struggles to his feet. He rolls into the ring but is stomped on by Storm. Behind him, Mike Awesome lifts DDP to his knees, then hoists him up and drops him with an AWESOME BOMB!!]

Tenay: And the Second Wave might have just done it!

[Nick Patrick, conveniently awake now – crawls over to make the count, as Storm continues to stomp on Piper. Awesome hooks the leg...

ONE!!


TWO!!!


THREEEEE!!!!!

[The crowd boo, as Storm raises Awesome's hand.]

Styles: Lance Storm and Mike Awesome have beaten the two veterans!

Heenan: And they did it with Piper's playbook!

[Storm and Awesome celebrate in the ring and then make their way to the back. In the ring, the crowd give a standing ovation to Piper and DDP.]

Tenay: Despite the outcome, these fans in Washington are showing some respect for the legends!

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holy fucking shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Now I have to start booking again!!!!!!!!!!! I asked for this years ago!