Another huge edition of Slaughter has rolled around again, courtesy of the folks at Dream Wrestling, and aired last night, right here, on High Octane Television.
And what a night it was: there was food spilled, deals and points were made...and dignity was on the line, courtesy of an egg-toss contest and some...ass-less chaps?!
But, as was said, wrestling fans love violence.....and violence certainly was delivered, courtesy of The Masked Dollar and Chris Jamez. Tensions have been steadily building over the last few weeks, but was scheduled to be unleashed in the ring, live on the show.
Would a standard match be enough, however?
Not according to The Masked Dollar, who made a point of visiting new General Manager, Mike Polowy, early on in the night.
Here's what happened:
The cameras head backstage where we find Mike Polowy sitting behind his desk in his office. The acting General Manager takes a sip from his bottle of water, and looks over at the full length mirror beside his desk to bask in his reflected glory. Noticing that his tie is slightly askew, he attempts to adjust it, but the clip on tie falls from his collar, landing at his feet. Grumbling with frustration, Polowy bends down and snatches the tie up off the floor. However, when he looks into the mirror once more to reapply the clip on accessory, he is shocked to see that his is not the only refection staring back at him. For standing behind him, is The Masked Dollar, who had slipped into the room unnoticed.
"What in the hell?" Polowy shouts with a start. He spins around in his chair, to find The Masked Dollar staring right at him. "What the hell do you want, Dollar?"
A small chuckle arises from beneath TMD’s mask. "Well, first off…" he begins, "I wouldn’t mind selling you one of my ‘TMD Brand’ Clip On Neckties. Once they clip on, they never slip off."
"Oh go fuck yourself!" Polowy snaps back, ripping the clip on tie from his collar and tossing it into the top drawer of his desk.
"And secondly…" TMD continues, "I would like to make a deal with you…"
Polowy’s eyebrow raises with interest, and he is all ears.
"I want you to make my match tonight, against Chris Jamez… a Street Fight," TMD announces with confidence. "That sack of crap has been talking shit about for weeks now, calling me a hack, and saying that people like me are what’s wrong with the wrestling industry. Says I’m all talk and no action. Well, I think a little Street Fight might give me the opportunity to show that son-of-a-bitch just how tough I really am."
Polowy nods in acknowledgement, but the look on his face looks a little less receptive. "A Street Fight?" he thinks out loud, "What’s in it for me?"
Another chuckle comes from beneath the mask. "Well, for starters… wrestling fans love violence, and you don’t get much more violent than a Street Fight," explains The Masked Dollar, "And I’m willing to bet that a lot of people are going to tune in to watch me had Jamez his ass on a silver platter. Thus, the more people watch Slaughter, the more money you make. And let’s be honest, it’s all about the benjamins, is it not?"
"Hmmm… interesting… but I’m looking for more of a immediate payoff," Polowy says with a smile.
"Well…" TMD retorts, rubbing his fingers against his chin, "How about… if you give e the match I want… I’ll give you that ‘TMD Brand’ Clip On Necktie… free of charge?"
Polowy’s jaw drops, as that has got to be the worst bribe he’s ever heard in all his years of wrestling. "You have got to be kidding me," he says with a dead pan expression, and the tone of voice to match.
"No necktie, eh?" TMD replies, backtracking a bit. "Well… how about a thousand dollars? That sound any better?"
Polowy thinks about it for a minute, and suddenly his pupils turn into money signs, much like the emblem emblazoned on TMD’s chest. "Mr. Dollar… I think we have a deal," he says, extending his hand to shake on the agreement.
"Oh ho ho…" TMD stutters, holding his hands up to repress Polowy’s hand shaking advance. "Businessmen don’t shake hands Mike… around here, we hug."
The Masked Dollar moves in for a hug, but Polowy quickly pushes down on the floor with his feet, and sends his rolling chair back a few feet. "Hug me, and the match is off…" he snaps, "Now get out of my office before I have you arrested for sexual harassment!"
TMD gives his hug a second thought, and immediately retracts his arms. Without another word, he nods at Polowy and makes a B-line for the door. As the door slams shut behind him, Polowy leans back in his chair, and rubs his hand across his shaven head. "Crazy masked asshole tryin’ to give me a hug… what the hell?"
And in other results and highlights:
- Charlie Blackwell finally gets another W for his win column, with a victory over the previously undefeated, Tex Terror.
- The Masked Dollar and Chris Jamez clash once again back stage....
- ...only for The Masked Dollar to pick up the win in the aforementioned 'Street Fight'.
- Cancer Jiles found 'an egg-toss' challenge laid down to him by Bobby Dean, with his requested Bandit attire on the line.
- A new Television Champion was crowned when Bishop Steele defeated Muru.
- Mike Polowy was forced to 'throw the book' as the tag-team match descended into chaos.
- Meanwhile, Chris Bond found himself the latest 'egged' victim following last weeks events....before making his thoughts known to Travis Williams, and coming out victorious in the triple threat main-event, against Psymon and Talon.
And much, much more besides.....and you can still catch Slaughter, in full, all through the week.....Right here, on High Octane Television.