QCW Ruckus [s1e42 • August 26, 2022]

 Last week on Ruckus: Roy Fade got the better of Al Buffett to retain the QCW World Television title • The Game Changers challenged the Immortals to unify both the World Tag Team championships at AnIIversary • In an eight man elimination match the International Workrate Consortium outlasted the mismatched Razorblade, the Immortals and Nazir el-Fadal - Serge cheated to beat the Revenant and secure the victory

The usual open played, followed up by the Quaranteers chanting Queue Cee Dub and a bunch of pyro exploding.  Steve and Starr welcomed us to this week's program, one starting off with a title fight…

| • "These Hands" Roy Fade d. Crusazdo del Oro to retain the QCW World Television title 3️⃣ • | Fade's been undefeated since returning from injury a few months ago, and he managed to stay so and retain his title here.  Crusazdo gave Fade fits and seemed to be closing in on his first QCW title when he went around the horn to drill These Hands with a satellite DDT – but when he flew off the top to seal the deal with the Pajaro del Sol phoenix splash, Fade got his knees up to counter then quickly piled on with the Decision to secure the three count.  ** ½  The referee helped Crusazdo with his bearings post match while Fade swaggered his way to the back, saying it was a matter of time until he'd be in position to cash in the belt.

TOTHEBACK~! where Enya Face brought on her guest, "the Wonderful" Rich Ward.  Rich allowed that a few weeks ago, Fade got the best of him to keep the TV title.  He had to consider what would cheer him up after not getting the belt, and he thought about it, and it's this: 

He's going to prove his dumb little brother wrong again and beat every single member of the Consortium.

There was a brief moment of silence before the crowd roared, and Enya asked if she heard him right.  Rich said she did, he was going to be kicking Consortium ass and it started up next with Anton.  Anton Stahl is one of the best technical wrestlers in the world…but he's not Wonderful.  And he was going to find that out the hard way up next.  Rich thanked Enya and took leave ahead of his match.

| • "The Wonderful" Rich Ward d. Anton "Teknik" Stahl • | Rich lived up to his word in a sneaky good affair that got two segments to breathe.  Hell, they were popping the Quaranteers just by the stiffness of their chops and European uppercuts.  Beautiful ending as a series of reversals set Rich to end Anton with what's known in Japan as the Osaka Street Cutter (start with someone in inverted DDT position, then reverse suplex them back and out into a cutter) to get the hard earned 3.  *** ½ Post match, Rich proudly talked to the hard camera about the win and not stopping until he'd gotten them all; one down and three to go on that count.

After that, a video package rolled - another installment in the Claws Across America series with Party Animal.  This time he was pressing the flesh in St. Louis, slamming Claws at the Gateway Arch and taking batting practice with the Cardinals.  Make sure to keep following along online with the Clawmobile to see what town goes Claws Up!™️ next.

| • QCW Women's World Champion Autumn Powers & Cindy Monet d. "Bollywood Diva" Sohla Patel & Summer Rose • | Main story in this one was the latest chapter in the war between former besties Autumn and Summer; at one point Summer refused to tag in with Autumn in the ring and later on in the match the reverse happened – hilariously enough down the stretch they both tagged in to face off, then smack talked each other so bad for a couple of minutes that they then tagged out never having made contact before getting into an all out brawl on the floor that popped the crowd.  As they fought to the back, Cindy got the advantage for the white hats and put Sohla away with her Tightrope to get back to her winning ways.  ** Autumn celebrated the win on the ramp, only for Summer to jump her from behind and throw her into the LED board and knock it loopy for a few seconds.  Referees talked Summer into leaving so they could check on Autumn, only for Summer to run back out and do it again to leave the champion laid out, Summer cackling amidst the boos coming down on her and holding up three fingers before Team Teal led her to the back.  Autumn was clutching at her neck and trying to get up while the referees were warning her to stay down.

There was soft feminine grunting, gasping, almost whimpering.

"Girl, if this is what you want, you betta get after it."

"(labored breathing) Lolo…you…you know I'm…I'm doing what I can.  I'm just so tight, I–"

"Yeayeayeayea and I said YOU BETTA GET AFTER IT."

Both Lolo Vuitton and Karyn Tisch-Warren were getting limbered up, KTW having more problems than Lolo in trainer mode.

"Come on, Blondie.  You're making me miss my favorite blondie on the Bear so you can give me a bunch of sad sack excuses!  You wanna be a champ, I miss it, so you betta do the damn work."

Karyn reached futilely for a nearby hydro flask.  

"Nah, K, you good."

"I don't – can you just stretch me out a little more?"

Lolo gave a low growl of a chuckle, then rubbed her hands together before smiling at the more reclined Tisch-Warren, sweat dripping off her onto her charge.  "First, we get your legs at 7 and 5…then I need this one up…see, what I like to get done from here is this," said Lolo, who took Karyn's left leg and put it behind her own head before lightly pushing forward into Karyn.

Tisch-Warren's subsequent "HuhhhhEAAAAAAAHHHHH" probably sent thousands into puberty and made hundreds more want to rediscover it. "Mm!  MMMMM!  Mm!"

"I'm going to push a little more; can you take it?"

Karyn nodded, locking eyes with Lolo.  

"No, girl, we speak our dreams and make them reality.  You're Katie Dubs!  You tell me you can take it."

"I can take it."

"You can take it!"

"You can take it!"

"I CAN TAKE IT!"

"I'm going to push, K.  I'm going to try to push all the way.  Don't be a hero if you can't take it –"

"MAKE ME TAKE IT, LOLO!  MAKE ME (BLEEPING) TAKE IT!  IT'S WHAT I NEED!"

Lolo's eyebrow raised as she looked down at Karyn, but Karyn wasn't looking at her training partner but her marriage partner, Scott Warren-Tisch, who was standing in the doorway with a confused look on his face.  

"You…uh…" Scott cleared his throat, got some stray sweat off his brow and continued "I thought – uh, I thought I heard Karyn screaming – I just wanted to make sure everything's okay…"

"Pookie, I'm soooo good.  It just hurts sometimes, you know, and Lolo's helping to loosen me up so I'm not so tight anymore, you know, in the ring; I think it's why I've been losing lately.  Her program's so good…we might have to invite her into the K2 family.". Karyn laid there with a wan smile on her face, sweating, while Lolo gave Scott a nod and flexed a bicep.  "Baby, why are you staring?"

Silence.

"Baby?"

Silence.

"POOKIE!"

"No, I just – it's funny - it's funny, you're going to laugh - I was going to go turn off the stove and I noticed your bodies….uhhh…at those angles…look like a K and an L interlocking ANYWAY that stove isn't going to turn itself off so lemme uhhhhh go do that.". Scott took a last look at the scene before shuffle speed limping up the stairs. Lolo shrugged and Karyn held out her hands.  "All right, girl, let's do this," said Lolo as they locked hands, Karyn nodding.

"This back isn't going to fix itself.  You stretch me until I'm a limp noodle, Lo."

More soft feminine grunting, gasping and borderline whimpering went on for a few beats before Lolo broke the silence.

"K."

"Lo?"

"... ain't y'all got electric stoves?"

OnlyFitness

Because you have to be strong enough to take it.

It's been sort of a lost year for QCW stalwarts the College Park Family, whose slide came on the heels of (and then fed) the Immortals' rise and arrival; after dropping the World Tag Team championships both Jupiter Jones and Lucius Patton began taking steps as singles wrestlers, only to have gotten victimized by newcomer Pierce Moore of the Dashing variety.  When he weaseled his way to beating both of them on separate occasions, they challenged him to find a tag partner tonight and meet them in the ring.

It turns out Moore's partner for the evening volunteered himself for the job, and to the surprise of most, it was the returning Drake Tremble who took the spot.  Longtime QCW addicts remembered back nearly a decade ago when Jupiter won his first QCW title by pinning Tremble clean in the middle.  The old rivals fought like it the sprinkling of times they got in the ring together, Jupiter pretty clearly a step ahead of Drake as Lucius was ahead of Pierce but it ultimately didn't matter to the chagrin of the Quaranteers.   As things broke down at the end of the match with both sides making saves, Moore provided the distraction for the illegal Tremble to lay out Jones with his Truth Bomb.  Lucius fought with Drake during the count, then powered him up and drove them both into the pinfall attempt.. maybe a second and a half after the referee's hand came down a third time.  ***

| • "Dashing" Pierce Moore & "the Voice of Freedom " Drake Tremble d. the College Park Family (w/Benjamin Valentino) • |

Moore x Freedom celebrated their victory emphatically individually before opting for a handshake and a parting of ways; uncharacteristically, Jupiter got in the ref's face about the count, then went over to the table and asked to see replays - after which, his body going slack, Lucius' thousand yard stare and Starr having…well, not compassion, it's Starr, but sympathy for the former World & World Tag champion told you all you needed to know.  Despite the cheers and support of the Quaranteers Collipark almost shuffled like zombies to the back; what's next for them?

TOTHEBACK~!, where Julius Duquesne III was following a pissed off and beaten up Summer Rose leaving the Arena thanks to Team Tesl, though he caught up to her in the parking lot before she was gone entirely.  Summer cut off Julius' questioning by sarcastically blaming herself for thinking that there was enough room in QCW for both her and Autumn's ego.  Counting tonight?  Hell, she couldn't count the number of times she'd laid Autumn out, but that wasn't enough, either.  So if Autumn had the ovaries, she'd fight her one on one at AnIIversary - winner walks out champion -

Loser

Leaves

TOWN.

Even with Summer's recent return to the dark side, this got a jet roar engine pop from the Quaranteers.  That was good, since Summer left JDIII in her wake totally agog; it took him a couple of beats to throw to the announce, who were similarly stunned in the wake of the bombshell (Starr was stumping for it harder than Steve, who was more reminded that their friendship had fallen apart to this extent).  Both promised to update us if and when the match was made official, which would add another massive title bout to the exploding AnIIversary card.

The scheduled intergender tag match between the Game Changers and the International Workrate Consortium never officially got underway, as is my understanding: Jason the Terrible didn't "wanna fight a couple of girls", so the aforementioned women reeled off consecutive double dropkicks that sent Anton and Serge spilling out to the floor.  At this point Jason suddenly found himself the wokest of all possible men, but before the tag champs could get revenge, Pyotr Caviar laid them both out with a gruesomely beautiful double Russian sickle.  Caviar looked to pile on when he suddenly stopped a chair with his back.  Slowly turning towards the Tiki God, Pyotr bellowed for Al to try it again.  

And to be fair, Al absolutely crowned his ass.

WHAM!

Caviar's upper body began to slump but before the Quaranteers could cheer they'd end up gasping like Al, who suddenly found himself in the goozle of a slightly bloodied Tracksuit Tsar, but both sides pulled their man to safety on their side of the ring then were kept apart by a fleet of referees and Team Teal.  

Scott Holmes was leaving his office when suddenly him being backstage got the pop of the night.  Well, it wasn't because it didn't start being suddenly cool to lock up but because The Champ was on the scene, a little glint in his eyes.  "Hold this," said Mason Savage, leaving his leather jacket in the arms of the Commissioner to reveal that he was wearing a referee's shirt "I gotta job to do." Holmes was alternately agog and furious, even getting bleeped a few times before the announce suddenly took over, shocked as anybody else about what was happening.

But "Unscripted Violence" hit the PA and out strode The Champ to a borderline standing O.  Razorblade showed off the stripes to the Quaranteers, then before the reconfigured main event took place, the announce had some big stuff to hype on next week's show: 

🌟 Roy Fade continuing his match to 10 with another World TV title defense 🌟

🌟 Having beaten Anton Stahl earlier in the evening, "the Wonderful" Rich Ward looks to continue to be a thorn in the side of the IWC…and next week, it's a rematch against his turncoat brother Jason the Terrible in War (of the) Wards II 🌟

🌟 And it's as big as non-title matches get: Razorblade v. the Revenant.  That's right, we said it: RAZORBLADE VS. THE REVENANT 🌟

Of course, that fed right into the main event: Razorblade suddenly interjecting himself as special guest referee for the match between Einherjar of the Immortals with the Revenant in tow up against Nazir el-Fadal.  Naz eschewed his usual preening and taunting to get right in Razorblade's face.  Razorblade tried pointing out to Naz that he was making a mistake by getting chesty with him but Einherjar proved his point by jumping Naz from behind then stomping away.  Savage seemed to consider his options, then rang for the bell.

| • Nazir el-Fadal ddq. Einherjar (w/the Revenant); special guest referee QCW World Heavyweight Champion Mason "Razorblade" Savage • |

This was a fun, hard hitting fight that bumped up against the overrun.  Having no friends in the matter, Razorblade emulated Naz from a few weeks ago and referred the match down the middle.  You will be shocked to find out that Naz got in Razorblade's face after a nearfall with the Hamrin Valley Driver.  You will be a s t o u n d e d to find out that after teeing up Naz with a series of knee strikes and a king sized uraken nearly 20 minutes in, Einherjar got in Razorblade's face when he (correctly) stopped the count upon seeing Naz's boot under the bottom rope.

Einherjar and Razorblade were debating things, and then suddenly they weren't: Einherjar's headbutt dropped Savage like third period French.  Einherjar stood over Savage and barked down at him to a mixed reaction, one that only got bigger when Naz threw Einherjar down and started going to town on him.  The Revenant came in to go after Naz, Razorblade started recovering and the fractures evident last week snapped here, a full Pier 4 breaking out to the roars of the crowd and freak outs from the announce.   The World Tag Team champions got the upper hand, with Einherjar eventually taking apart Razorblade with a flurry of strikes while Naz ran neck first into his old friend the goozle - the Revenant gave Naz a big fat chokeslam, history repeating itself as the Immortals stood tall in the ring and slowly raised their tag team titles overhead.

It was a singular occurrence, at least as long as it lasted.  

Because "Killed By Death" got replaced by Muse's "New Born" and the reaction in the Arena continued heating up - kept growing in scope - then a pop you could almost feel through your speakers.

Out strode all of the Game Changers, the Immortals sneering in their direction.  It didn't faze Bennett Carpenter or Ashley Szabo, as they both raised up a share of the Women's World Tag Team championships.  Both teams were talking smack to each other from a distance and despite how hyped the announce was and started to hype the unification match at AnIIversary, we went off the air before any physicality went down.

QCW Ruckus [s1e41 • August 19, 2022]

Last week on Ruckus: "These Hands" Roy Fade notched his first successful defense of the TV title by beating "the Wonderful" Rich Ward • The Revenant beat up Nazir el-Fadal so badly Naz would end up winning by reverse decision, but he was left lying after half a dozen chokeslams • The World Champ Razorblade continued to add to the woes of the International Workrate Consortium by beating them in a tag team trios match alongside the Proper Villains, all of whom celebrated with pints in the crowd while Serge slapped and berated his teammates

Earlier Today from the Commissioner's Office, Scott Holmes talked about an unprecedented path of destruction necessitating an unprecedented punishment in response; it was one thing to beat up Naz, but laying his hands on an official wasn't something he could just look the other way on.  So he was issuing the biggest fine in the history of the office - $5,000 to the Revenant.  

The monster half of the World Tag Team champions came from out of the darkened shadows and proffered a solitary bill ahead of his notoriously low rumble.

"Here's $50.  And I'm going to need change."

A clearly rattled Holmes pushed back a few bills and coins into his massive red right hand.  "P-p–p-pleasure doing business, s-s-sir."

The Rev tipped his duster and left the room, which suddenly went back into full technicolor despite the fact that Holmes was clearly having chills.

Roll the opening stinger, light up the Arena with a decent amount of pyro, and let the raucous Quaranteers and our usual suspects at the desk welcome you to an edition of Ruckus headlined by an eight man elimination match where the International Workrate Consortium try to bounce back against the unlikely unit of The Champ, the World Tag Team champions, and Nazir el-Fadal.  But we'd start the night's fights with singles action from a former champ:

| • "the Voice of Freedom" Drake Tremble d. Caballero Blanco • | Unfortunately for the saner amongst us, Tremble remains undefeated since his return to the promotion.  Tremble took special pleasure in running through the luchador before putting a cap on things with his Truth Bomb backbreaker driver. **

Post match he tried to take Blanco’s mask, but the other Caballeros chased him from  the ring before he could (of course causing him to complain on the floor about the 3 on 1 trap the masks had tried to get him in).  Ugh, Tremble.

Speaking of former champions, we went TOTHEBACK~! where Julius Duquesne III brought on former tag champs the Hard Way ahead of their match up next.  JD3 asked them what their mindset was going into the match with Fated To Become Champions, and both Goodish and Fifita readily copped to wanting this match because they knew…and unfortunately sometimes still remembered the hold the FBC could have on a couple of men.  They start with the smiles and the bustiers and the Kate Bush on vinyl but it’s all fleeting, a bunch of black magic to screw with your head.  Another voice said that tonight would be different, and out came “Tiki God” Al Buffett with a couple of intricately designed mugs.  He offered the Hard Way what he called Polynesian Physic Grog, a healing elixir from the islands that offers a soft reset via revitalization for the mind and heart.  Psyched over the gift, the Hard Way took the Grog and eagerly drank it before putting it over and thanking Al.  Al shook their hands, and they left vowing to put the FBC’s minions in their place.  

JDIII asked what was in the Grog since maybe he would like to have some and Al put over the ocean water and coconut accents (hmmmm) before focusing on his own fight tonight: a shot at “These Hands” Roy Fade and the World TV title.  Fade’s talented and will do anything it takes to win, but Al’s got a hunger of his own.  He’s the only one of the Game Changers without a title, and while Bennett and Ashley aren’t the kind of people to rag on him about it, he notices that he’s the only one out of the three of them that doesn’t have a title to hold.  They’re champions who aren’t done looking inward and trying to remake QCW into a better environment, and he wants to hold up his end of the bargain.  So after tonight, the Game Changers wouldn’t just have the kickass Women’s World Tag Team champions - they’d have the World TV champ riding right alongside them.  And for Fade, he only had this to say: be there.  Aloha.  

| • the Hard Way d. Fated To Become Champions • | In a mild upset given past history, the Hard Way pretty much dominated the FBC offshoot by limiting Toddzilla's time in the ring and employing quick tags to deplete the tank of Ricardo VillaLobos.  Powered by coconut water Polynesian Physic Grog the former champs notched the W with their usual finisher now known as Down To Earth.  **

FFFKT!  FFFKT!  FFFKT!

“Again.”

FFFKT!  FFFKT!  FFFKT!

“Again.”

We went TOTHEBACK~! where Einherjar was throwing forearms and knees to the pads held by the Revenant, the Immortals getting ready for the main event with some sparring in their dressing room.  The World Tag Team championships hung on a locker behind them while the sparring session continued, Einherjar continuing to tune up before we heard a familiar voice interrupt the proceedings.

“What the hell is this [BLEEP!]” 

Einherjar and the Rev looked over with toothsome evil grins as their partner for the evening Nazir el-Fadal came into the locker room.

“I drop a few idiots nobody cares about on their heads and I get suspended for weeks; you take out an official and you might as well have paid with a Allah damned latte.”  Naz looked flummoxed and furious as he scratched at his eyebrow.  “Not only that, but I just got back from the medics, and thanks for this.”  Naz lifted up the black silk shirt with gold accents he was wearing to show off some kinesio tape across his rib cage.  “Bad enough you lost last week, now with the Triple Crown Jewel injured, we’re all going to lose tonight.”

The Revenant stepped up to Naz, who looked up at the man he faced last week.  The Rev glared down and said “Bad things happen when you piss me off.  Quite frankly, you got off light if those are the only injuries you’ve sustained.  Because I’ve done worse - and if you don’t get that look out of your eyes, worse can happen again…right now.”

Naz gave a little chortle at that, then said “Hey, I’m not the one who lost last week. And as for worse, well – “ and then he suddenly spit in the Rev’s face.  

The crowd oohed and aahed, but they barely had time to boo before the Rev slapped Naz across the face, disfiguring him briefly and leaving him reeling.  He walked over and stood above Naz before saying “You little pissant, I’m going to–” and suddenly Naz jumped up and started throwing hands at the Rev to varying degrees of success, Einherjar moving to get Naz off of his partner, then suddenly their other partner tonight was in the room.

The crowd popped huge for Mason “Razorblade” Savage coming on the scene, yelling at them to break it up and save it for the Consortium before Einherjar took umbrage with the way he’d been forcibly removed from el-Fadal, and then they started brawling.  All four men were rumbling, and then suddenly a loud crack was heard, and Razorblade went down in a heap.

The Rev had a small smile on his face, probably because he’d just pulled Einherjar out of the way of an MDK Elbow that’d drilled The Champ on The Chin.  Naz stood over Razorblade, clearly pissed, and offered a hand up.  “Fu–Mason, I’m sorry.  I wasn’t aiming for–”  Razorblade got up and shoved Naz down, el-Fadal spitting on the floor and pointing up at his teammates.  “This…this right here is exactly why we aren’t going to win tonight: because I’m surrounded by idiotic losers.”

This comment got an unexpected response: laughter across the board.  

Einherjar stepped closer to Naz, who balled up his fists in response.  

“Losers?  Losers?  Quite odd phrasing, Nazir, because when I look in this room, I see our tag team championships shining brightly as the light in our darkness.  And while I’m no member of the Razorblade Fan Club (behind him, Savage gave him the look you might expect)  it seems to me that he has the World Championship and has for nearly half a year.  All three of us brilliant in our own ways, all three of us champions.  So if this team has a weak link on it – what you would call a loser?  Then it’s you.  You’re the only one of us here that doesn’t have a title.”

The Quaranteers popped for that, and Nazir seethed before drawing himself up. He might have been talking to the Immortals, but he was looking at Savage the whole time.

“And how long do you think that’s going to last?” Before he could get a further asswhooping or his teammates could respond, he stomped out of the locker room.  Savage waved off the Immortals trying to help him up, and all three champions exchanged stares before Mason gave a brusque “This isn’t over between us.”

“You and Naz or us?”

The Champ’s glare hardened, if that was possible.  “ALL of us.”  Then Savage left the room, presumably to find Naz.  The Revenant and Einherjar exchanged glances before the Norwegian let out a loud, booming cackle.

“[BLEEP] I love a good training session.”  And after he said that, both the Immortals let out loud, booming cackles.

| • Summer Rose d. Cindy Monet • | The lost summer of Collipark continues - we've seen the former tag champs have problems and take Ls from the newcomer "Dashing" Pierce Moore.   Here, Cindy was looking for a signature win over longtime rival Rose but she couldn't quite get it here; Summer herself has been especially vicious lately and focused on her rematch for the Women's World championship.  Rose put Monet through the wringer but in a change of pace Summer didn't use the Come Up to win but to set up a midring Koji Clutch that sapped the energy out of Monet.  Cindy never tapped out but her body eventually went limp.  ** 

Summer crawled towards a camera after getting her hand raised, saying that she would see Autumn next week…and she wouldn't be alone.

From there we went to a pretape, starting with older QCW footage from the beginning of the Quarantine Era, then we heard the voice of Bennett Carpenter.

"Two years of struggle.  Two years of tears."

Soon, their voice was joined by the other half of the Women's World Tag Team champions, "THE Influencer" Ashley Szabo.

"Two years of separation. Two years of injuries."

They approached the camera in street clothes, each with a belt over a shoulder of theirs.

Carpenter sniffed, then smiled.  "Two tag team belts."

Ashley wasn't smiling at all.  "And soon?  One team with two championships."

"Dark Mirror" added that's what AnIIversary means to them, and if the Immortals weren't afraid to Look Inward, then they'll see them to make history at AnIIversary by shutting down the false binary once and for all.  Considering what happened when the Immortals went to Mexico, are they – are they going to unify the tag team titles?!

TOTHEBACK~!, where Enya Face brought on her guests, the International Workrate Consortium.  She mentioned the recent losses the IWC has been suffering lately, causing them all to have a pained expression on their faces.  Bringing up the fact that Serge could never again challenge for the World title made Batroc run his hand over his eyes and Jason cut off the questions, saying that, sure, they'd had a bad few weeks.  So it was good that they were getting a chance to take their anger out on the hodgepodge of man babies they would take down in the main event: men who left behind the true ways of the finest mat wrestling in the world to loiter in graveyards, an absolute weasel masquerading as a #1 contender, and the luckiest World Champion in QCW history, a bunch of clowns looking for their car who couldn’t even get along for two minutes earlier tonight.  So maybe some losses have been suffered, hehn, but tonight the precision unit that was the Consortium would watch their opponents destroy themselves before they could, then pick the bones.  And when all four of those annoyances were eliminated, the Consortium would show why they had the Duquesne Cup and the Ambassadors Trios championships - because they were winners who stuck together.  Serge buttoned things with a sneering "You're welcome!" to send the IWC off in high spirits.

| • Crusazdo del Oro d. Atum Pharaoh • | This styles clash kicked off the back half of the show and while the big Egyptian keeps improving from week to week he hasn't quite put together enough to gain a victory in QCW yet.  Crusazdo survived the opening barrage and took over with his flying lucha libre offense before securing the W with the Parajo del Sol phoenix splash.  **

We got some footage of some of the QCW Is series that’ve been running over the course of the summer before it ended with one person we hadn’t seen in the program yet: Commissioner Holmes.  Holmes said that he was here to announce that QCW is coming back at AnIIversary next month, then explained:

They’re moving on to the next iteration of QCW (something that surely no new network would sign off on or anything, right?) from the COVID-era branding to revert both the league to Quality Championship Wrestling and AQ back to the good ol’ Quality Arena.  Holmes also talked about courting new and international viewers by having QCW celebrate the diversity of its fanbase, said fanbase’s intelligence, seeking other media to inspire theirs while focusing on an in-ring product that continues to seek and amplify the future stars of tomorrow.  It got kinda Dunder Mifflinesque towards the end, but again - September 18th, the night of AnIIversary, is the grand reopening of the Quality Arena to host Quality Championship Wrestling.

| • "These Hands" Roy Fade d. "Tiki God" Al Buffett to retain the QCW World Television title 2️⃣ • | The sole title match of the evening failed to have a title change to match, though Fade found himself frequently taken off of his feet due to Buffett's surprising strength.  As he did last week against Rich Ward, Fade hung in tough against a hungry opponent then used some craftiness to save his title reign at the death: this week he countered Al's Inner Strength by executing a massive sunset flip powerbomb that left Al in a heap; the following mid-ring Decision was more for emphasis than anything else.  *** Fade taunted the fallen Tiki God with the belt before posing on the buckles and taunting the fans; his magic number is down to 8 now.

Ahead of the king sized main event, the announce gave a rundown of some of the big matches that'd happen on next week's Ruckus:

🌟 "These Hands" tries to make his third successful TV title defense, this time against Crusazdo del Oro 🌟

🌟 In intergender tag team action, the Women's World Tag Team champions the Game Changers will go up against Pyotr Caviar and Anton Stahl of the International Workrate Consortium 🌟

🌟 Sick and tired of his antics (and shady wins over them), the former World Tag Team champions the College Park Family have challenged "Dashing" Pierce Moore to find a partner and meet them in the ring - but who can the newcomer get as his partner? 🌟

But that's next week, and the big eight man elimination tag is main eventing now.  

Creepy whistling came on over the PA, followed by a sinister beat and driving guitar.  If Rammstein's "Engel" didn't set the mood enough, the Quarantron did:

THE CONSORTIUM

Out came the IWC to a round of boos, though to a man they looked focused and ignored the jeers and jibes of the Quaranteers.  Pyotr Caviar led the way to the ring, followed by Jason the Terrible, Anton Stahl (maybe he got to pick the new theme) and lastly the leader, Serge Batroc.  Each man took to a buckle and glared at the Arena as if they could burn it down with their gazes.  Serge briefly spoke to each man, dishing out some last minute words of encouragement or upbraiding as he saw fit.

Cue Arcarsenal.

Despite his now usual monster mixed reaction, Nazir el-Fadal came out looking like the last place he wanted to be was in this match, enemies against him and by his side.  It wasn't quite a full lucha libre parajas Incredibles situation, but he was clearly the odd man out in this tag.  No sooner had Naz gotten to ringside and started exchanging words with the IWC then the lights went out in the Arena.

"Killed By Death".

A huge monster pop for QCW's resident monsters, the undefeated World Tag Team champions even before the lights came on to reveal that they were now flanking el-Fadal, causing him to jump back a couple steps and yell out "AllahDAMNIT!" in response.  Einherjar and the Rev had evil grins for everyone before they slowly raised up their belts.  Two of QCW's most notorious purveyors of unscripted violence waited for another.

And to the pop of the night, out marched The Champ, understandably in a foul mood in his own right; he, too ignored the crowd and matched down the ramp with his eyes set on the ring.  He completely ignored the Immortals but shoulder checked Naz in the back before sliding into the ring and holding up the Twelve Pounds of Gold in the faces of the IWC, causing Serge's face to get even more angry and focused.

Niceties fully dispensed with, The Champ laid down the belt in the middle of the ring and had a simple edict for anyone with him, against him, it didn't matter.

"Bring it on, [BLEEP] [BLEEP] [body parts don't fold that way] [ow my freaking ears]!"

1st fall: With the Immortals bemused and Naz sulking, the World Champion was clearly going to start things off for his side.  The Consortium began to talk things over amongst themselves and it seemed like they agreed Caviar would start the match – but Jason the Terrible blind tagged himself in before that showdown could happen.  Reassuring his teammates he had this was the last thing that happened before he walked into Razorblade pilfering Naz's MDK Elbow, and despite that Naz was the first in the ring to fend off the Consortium's attempts to break the fall.  When the Immortals followed suit, The Champ secured the 3 in nearly record time.  Mason "Razorblade" Savage eliminates Jason the Terrible; 4-3 Team Gold & Naz

2nd fall: While Jason tried to recover on the floor a Pier 7 broke out in the ring, giving the advantage to the ostensible white hats.  When the ring was cleared of the Consortium, Einherjar spun Naz around and gave him a vicious bicycle knee strike that almost left el-Fadal drooling to the crowd's cheers.  But the person who wasn't cheering was Razorblade, who started questioning why he was attacking a partner (even Naz, but still).  This got the response you might expect, and pretty soon Razorblade found himself fighting the Immortals.  The remaining IWC members waited until they laid out The Champ before they rushed the ring and the tag champs in shades of the handicap match a couple of weeks ago.  It took some time, but they were getting the upper hand when Naz – well, it looked like he was trying to save the day, but it also looked like he almost bisected the legal Einherjar with a MDK Elbow with nobody from the Consortium within striking distance.   Unsurprisingly enough after that, two things happened: Razorblade and Naz started having words and the Consortium took over, eventually taking advantage when Caviar Hit His Music on the tag champ and eliminated him.  Pyotr Caviar eliminates Einherjar; tied at 3

3rd fall: Naz tried to surprise Caviar by getting the jump on him after the fall, laying in wild kicks and punches on the Tracksuit Tsar.  Caviar shoved him away but Naz recovered first and rattled him with a MDK Elbow.  Naz decided to run for the ropes, then came off with extra momentum behind another MDK Elbow.  But when he went to that well again, Caviar got the jump on him and sent him packing with a thunderous Russian sickle that turned el-Fadal into a snow angel on the mat.  Of note, no one tried to save Naz (not that I blame them).  Pyotr Caviar eliminates Nazir el-Fadal; the IWC lead 3-2

4th fall: With the Consortium in the lead, Razorblade opted to run point for the next part to try and even things up.  While he and the Rev exchanged hard glares and harder tags, they got along well enough. Anton Stahl actually took the lion's share of their offense while Serge talked to Pyotr on the apron and massaged his shoulders.  Whatever Pyotr got coached up paid off when he blind tagged himself in as it looked like Anton was going to be put away - then he pulled Razorblade out of his attempted Soul Crusher before gaining his balance and launching them both into the highlight reel with an avalanche spinning sitout powerbomb that got "Holy shit!" chants for nearly a minute straight after it landed.  The Champ was done for and God would've been, too.  Pyotr Caviar eliminates Mason "Razorblade" Savage: the IWC lead 3-1

5th fall: It was ironic that as the prospect of sudden death was in the air, the last man standing on a side was the Revenant.  Something something flat circle. He and Pyotr exchanged a series of hard shots before Anton blind tagged himself in, but the Rev began to use his power advantage to get the upper hand.  Seeing his teammate in trouble, Pyotr would blind tag himself in minutes later; yet it didn't stop the chokeslam on Anton and even worse for the Consortium, shortly thereafter Pyotr would get chokeslammed onto Anton and the Rev would pin them both in order.  The Revenant eliminated Pyotr Caviar; the IWC lead 2-1

6th fall: the Revenant eliminated Anton Stahl; 1-1 tie

SUDDEN DEATH: Announce understandably lost their minds over the next fall winning the match and the match going the distance.  The Revenant was still throwing his bombs, but Serge was clearly the fresher man of the two and proved it: he'd sneak in thumbs to the eye, bail to the outside and milk ten counts, and even used the ref as a shield a couple of times. But the most important thing he did was avoid the Red Right Hand.  One time he was able to slip from it and actually execute the Arc de Triomphe, though the Rev kicked out of it; the second time, he slipped through it and executed a jacknife cover.  The bonus touch of the referee missing both his feet on the ropes brought this to a sudden, shocking end. ****

| • the International Workrate Consortium d. QCW World Heavyweight Champion Mason "Razorblade" Savage, QCW World Tag Team Champions the Immortals & "the One Man Jihad" Nazir el-Fadal in an elimination match • lone survivor: Serge Batroc |

Steve obviously was out of joint over the match's end as replays confirmed it, but Starr pointed out that it was the job of a great leader to win no matter what the odds were, and Serge had done just that.  Back live, we saw the rest of the Consortium come back out to celebrate their leader, the Quaranteers jeering the scene.  The referee being smart enough to get outside of range of a chokeslamming left a pissed off Revenant skulking in the ring ripping off the turnbuckle pads while on the ramp, Caviar put Serge on his shoulders and Anton and Jason kissed ass like the pros they were.  Ruckus went off the air to jeers and Rammstein.

QCW Ruckus [s1e40 • August 12, 2022]

 Last week on Ruckus: "These Hands" Roy Fade cheated to beat Mason "Razorblade" Savage and regain the World TV title, having a handful of tights and his feet on the ropes • the Immortals kept their undefeated streak and the QCW World Tag Team championships over the entire International Workrate Consortium in a handicap match, only to end up having words and comparing belts with all of the Game Changers • To the surprise of everyone, Nazir el-Fadal refereed the main event and did so fairly, as Razorblade retained the World title over Serge Batroc and kept him from getting another World title shot in QCW, but after that Nazir's lust for his old belt was evident - not that The Champ cared much, and we ended with him staring down Naz while Naz stared at the belt

The opening stinger played to open the show; of note Roy Fade celebrating with the title has been inserted into the champions collage that ends up the run to

Pyro!

Quaranteers!

Announce!

"Pray For Me" opened up the show, and Roy Fade took his sweet ass time getting to the ring, routinely taunting the fans by putting the TV title almost within their reach then pulling it back to himself.  Once he got the mic from Duck, he sauntered into the ring and held up the title while laughing.  Once he spoke, he mentioned that he was in the hospital then going through rehab, watching Ruckus, everybody kissing Razorblade's ass, and it made him sick.  That's why he trained harder than ever - not just to come back, not just to get back the TV title, but to show all y'all their precious Razorblade was a man.  Not this Champ Champ B.S., not this conquering hero, a man.  And any man could get a These Hands sized ass whooping.  Fade tapped his title twice and was about to continue when a slightly accented voice said "ANY man?"

Everyone turned towards the entryway while Fade wondered who was fool enough to interrupt his celebration, and the crowd popped as "The Wonderful" Rich Ward came onto the ramp.  Rich said it'd been a crazy year for him, a crazy, crazy year.  But Roy was out here talking about comebacks?  His own brother knifed him in the back and he did the same rehab Roy did only he wasn't yapping his flap about it, he was just putting in the work. Ask Jason what that work looks like.  Ask the big Egyptian he beat last week and ask him about a work ethic that was going to cut his way right to the World TV title tonight.  Fade looked a little shocked in the ring but recovered quickly, and said that he could work with that.  He needed to get started on his path to 10 anyway and maybe take another title away from Razorblade.  But tonight this punk-ass white boy was going to get beat down so bad that he'd think it was his brother all over again…and wouldn't that just be Wonderful?

The crowd barely had time to gasp before Rich took off running down the ramp, causing Fade to flee the ring with his belt.  Rich got to an empty ring and ran to the closest turnbuckles to Fade and demanded he come back to the ring and fight.  Fade smack talked him from the crowd before leaving through the concourse.  The camera focused on Rich's narrow eyed glare towards where Fade left, announce hyping this title fight before some commercials and our first match of the evening:

| • "Dashing" Pierce Moore d. Jupiter Jones (w/Lucius Patton) • | No, you read that correctly.  Yes, there were shenanigans.

Three weeks ago, Moore shaded the rules to beat the former QCW Champion's partner, Lucius Patton, and he did so again here.  The difference this time was that Moore was clearly out of his league against Jones, who controlled almost all of the match until he went for the Bolt From Olympus.  Moore pulled the referee in front of it, and Jones barely pulled up on it - but that was all the opening Moore needed for his Fresh To Death cutter and the upset.  ** ½

Moore obnoxiously celebrated his win while a recovering Jones looked mortal for a change on the mat.  When Moore got in a couple of post match kicks in on Jones, Patton came in to put an end to that and send him packing, both men exchanging words before Sweet Lu went over to check on Jones, who seemed more chagrined than hurt.

While the screen was black, we heard soft yet feminine grunting, followed by the Quaranteers cheering and counting one, two, three.  Silence.  Grunting.  Cheering.  Pinfall.  Silence.  Grunting.  Cheering.  Pinfall.

Footage played from last week of Autumn Powers retaining the Women's World Championship over Karyn Tisch-Warren, who was doing the grunting and the obsessive rewatching while trying to set a land speed record on a stationary bike.  She rewatched the footage a couple of more times before another figure stepped into frame, and if the taught but shapely derriere in leopard print fit gear didn't give it away, then her words would.

"If you're serious about running this…then you need me."

Karyn Tisch-Warren looked up to see the former Women's World champion Lolo Vuitton in front of her and a slow smile spread across her face.

"I mean, I love Scott…but I could use someone to push me past my limits."

Lolo gave a low chuckle before saying "Oh, you know me, girl.  I'll work that ass out!"  Vuitton got on the stationary bike next to Karyn and they both started pedaling faster, grunting gleefully as they worked out harder and a thousand fanfics were launched.

OnlyFitness

Where stretching is an absolute must.

Let Us Take You Back To Last Week, where the handicap World Tag Team titles match started off with the Immortals delivering a conchairto that more or less took Pyotr Caviar off the board for the fight, which got us singles action tonight - him one on one against Einherjar.  The rest of the IWC were banned from ringside while the Revenant didn't show up, probably due to his match with Naz later on tonight.

Caviar and Einherjar dished out some restaurant quality strikes and European Strong Style for the better part of ten minutes, but Einherjar couldn't keep Caviar down for more than a two count and Caviar couldn't keep Einherjar down for three, either.  Both men ended up fighting to the floor, where the hatred spilled over in a chair duel that the referee couldn't control, and she ended up throwing the whole match out (I'm assuming this was a no contest instead of a double countout but I could be wrong).

| • Pyotr Caviar no contest Einherjar • |

Crowd didn't like that much and neither did the participants, as Caviar couldn't score a bounce back win for the Consortium, who Einherjar and the Immortals don't fully have in their rear view yet.  Refereee came out to get between the two men, though it took the Consortium coming out to lead a peeved Caviar to the back.

We were "treated" to another Freedom Watch with Drake Tremble, who amongst his usual spiel threw in some back patting over his winning streak, a streak he was going to continue next week.  He'd clear QCW of every masked wrestler it had and send them back to where they came from - then it would be title time.  

| • The Game Changers d. The Forbidden Book Club (w/Diana Spare) • | Intergender trios action followed Tremble, with Al joining the Women’s World Tag Team champions to battle their longtime rivals in the FBC.  Of note was Spare being put on the outside possibly due to her possibly costing the Club the titles rematch a couple of weeks ago.  This was pretty much a 50/50 affair and even almost went three segments, but when the Club started getting into trouble, out went the lights.

When they came back on four red throbbing lights later, out were Fated to Become Champions, smiling evilly at the end of the ramp as Spare cackled.  It looked like Toddzilla and Roberto VillaLobos were about to climb into the ring when suddenly they got taken down from the apron and suddenly found themselves fighting the Hard Way.  The crowd popped as the former Club disciples, seemingly having finally broken the spell of the FBC took it to the men who took their places.  Meanwhile in the ring, Al Buffett got the hot tag and cleared Club house, eventually managing to secure the win for his squad by planting Nancy Crowley with his Inner Strength delayed avalanche uranage.  ** ½ 

Post match, it seemed like the fight was going to continue, and it did for a while, but this time the Club disappeared after pulling the lights out, ceding the ring for the babyfaces to celebrate in, with Bennett Carpenter mentioning on their way out that they weren’t scared of zombies, so they were going Immortals Hunting.  

Of course, that fed directly to a video package featuring the Immortals talking about the upcoming PPV next month, AnIIversary.  Einherjar mentioned that walking the earth as they did, the days tended to melt together into a dull blur unless there were victims to be had.  In his low rumble, the Revenant added that this time last year they had yet to set foot in QCW; now they stood here the best tag team in the world with the belts to prove it.  Einherjar resumed, and noted that no one - not the Consortium, the Family, or the men they beat the Hard Way upon arriving had been able to stop them, because mere mortals couldn't.  So congratulations to QCW - they could have the biggest, fanciest party they wanted and baptize the building in gold until you could see the Arena from space…so long as Holmes brought them some more victims.  The Revenant said that wasn't a threat, but a promise, then added a sinister "Trust us." before his red right hand engulfed the camera.

Before the night’s tite match, Duck went over the rules before introductions: Rich Ward has 15 minutes to win the title; after the fifteen minute mark he has an additional five minutes to beat Fade; if twenty minutes go by with no decision, then Ward gets a 20-minute time limit rematch next week.  

| • "These Hands" Roy Fade d. "The Wonderful" Rich Ward to retain the QCW World Television title [1️⃣] • | 

Unfortunately, he wasn't able to gain the belt here.

Rich usually runs a little cooler in the ring, but Fade's comments to kick off the show meant that Rich left the holds in the back, almost getting DQed three times in the opening five minutes.  Starr pointed out on commentary that while Rich was holding his own, it might not be sound to get in a brawl with a Golden Gloves winner, and moments after that Fade baited Ward in a chase around the ring before he suddenly turned and drilled Ward with a lariat, then threw him into the steps before trying to win it by countout.

Rich stumbled back in at seven, but the damage had been done and after swarming him with kicks and ground and pound sessions, Fade was firmly in control.  Rich got in a couple of tight nearfalls, at one point dodging the Decision and countering into a rollup with a press pinfall that Fade got out of by the skin of his teeth.  Rich went for the Wonderful Cutter to snatch the belt, but Fade countered with a rear naked choke to buy himself time.  Rich got free then got taken off his feet by a massive chop block, then Fade leveled him with the Decision that got him the dub.  *** ½

Fade greedily snatched his title back from the ref before doing the same taunt to Rich that he'd done to the Quaranteers earlier, then ran to some buckles to pose with the belt.  Despite the boos, Fade's smile almost took up half the ring as he slapped the belt two times before yelling down at the camera "One down!  Nine to go! Y'all GOTSTA respect These Hands!  I'm champ for a reason!"

We went from the TV champ in the ring to a video package as we caught up to the former World TV champion, Party Animal.  He wasn't at the Arena because he was criss crossing the country on his Claws Across America tour!  Before completely devolving into an ad for White Claw we saw Party kicking it in his beautiful RV (the Clawmobile, obviously) as it sped into Atlanta.  P.A. popped up in some ATL locales signing autographs, and trying to take the sting out of some chicken wings with his hard seltzer of choice.  Party said he'd be bringing the party to his fans all over the US this summer, so keep your eyes peeled for the Clawmobile - you don't know where it'll turn up next.  

Let Us Take You Back To Last Week, where Nazir el-Fadal found out from Commissioner Holmes the price of his getting to guest referee the World title match between Razorblade and Serge Batroc would be going one on one with the Revenant right about nowish.  Naz hesitated before he took the deal, but take it he did.

| • the Revenant d. Nazir el-Fadal • |

Mayhaps he shouldn't've.

It wasn't that Naz didn't get in any offense, but the Rev was able to shrug most of it off; now that I'm thinking about it, I'm not even sure Naz got a 2 ½ off of the big man.  As Starr pointed out from the desk, Naz had an experience advantage on Pyotr Caviar a couple of weeks ago and eventually managed to exploit an opening to barely snag a win, but a man of the Revenant's size and experience was a different animal entirely.

Failing to gain much ground with his usual offense, Naz went to his usual Plan B: cheating.

[Insert DJ Khaled quote here.]

The Rev got angry at the eye pokes and eye rakes, then caught Naz coming off the ropes and threw him so high in the air that the only thing missing was a stewardesses and way too many crying kids before he went splut on the canvas to the roars of the Quaranteers.  Playtime being officially over, the Rev made the familiar signal with his red right hand, then goozled and chokeslammed Naz down with authority.  Naz was barely moving before the Rev stood over him, smiled evilly, snatched him up off the mat just so he could chokeslam him again, and that's what got him the win.

But the referee couldn't even try to raise the Rev's hand before he was back in Naz's face about trying to screw him out of a win, getting bleeped once (the ring mic also caught "little pissant", amongst other love notes).  The Rev started grounding and pounding Naz, who eventually even ran out of the strength to try to cover up.  The referee pleaded with the Rev to stop the beating, so he did.

Until he turned around and planted Naz with a third chokeslam, Naz flopping about as bad as Morbius.  It got the ovation of the night and a sick grin spun out across the tag champ's face as he prepared another goozle, only to be cut off by the referee being essentially forced to save Naz, much to the boos of the crowd.  The Rev set Naz down and then piefaced the poor zebra ¾ of the way across the ring, nearly sending him from it.  The referee stood up slowly, then turned to Duck and spoke quietly.

Then Duck informed us that due to laying his hands on an official, the Revenant had been disqualified and therefore by reverse decision, the winner was Nazir el-Fadal.

The entire Arena jeered that, and some "Bullshit!" chants got bleeped out on the broadcast.

| • Nazir el-Fadal d. the Revenant (reverse decision) • |

Murder danced in the Revenant's eyes as he cornered the hapless ref, and before he could get out a word he was goozled and standing chokeslammed into the recovering Naz, sending both men flat to the canvas.  Eyes narrow and almost black now, the Revenant grabbed the ref in a goozle and walked him around the ring before chokeslamming him onto Naz, who feebly, hilariously tapped out as Starr bellowed "As the kids say, HANG THAT [BLEEP] IN THE LOUVRE!" That yell had barely died down when the "One more time!" chants got a second, bigger wind, causing the Rev to pause on his way out of the ring to look back at his victims.  He then came back to the center of the ring and pointed at the ref, which got a pop…but not as big as the pop he got when he pointed at Naz.  He checked it with the crowd a couple more times, but the verdict was in and Naz soon found himself falling victim to the same delayed chokeslam that had levelled the ref, Starr literally jumping up on the table to give a one man standing O that matched a lot of the Quaranteers' response in the bleachers.  

While Naz was being scraped off the mat and the Rev stomped to the back ignoring the roaring crowd, the announce provided a rundown on some of what's to come on next week's Ruckus (once Starr was talked into sitting down again):

🌟 Roy Fade will be making another defense of the World Television title, this time against the "Tiki God" Al Buffett - can big Al overcome These Hands and bring some more championship gold to the Game Changers or is Fade's second reign going to keep on rolling? 🌟

🌟 They confirmed the online rumors that there will be a big announcement from the Commissioner's office (the last one introduced the Ambassadors Trios championships, so something major is coming down the pike - new title(s)?  Did they secure a network's bag? New signee? Something else?  🌟

🌟 And an eight man elimination tag will headline the show, but you're not going to believe one of the squads.

We all know and tolerate the International Workrate Consortium - hell, they're about to main event once again in trios action - but their opponents next week?  

The World Champion, Razorblade.

The World Tag Team champions, the Immortals.

And…brace yourself for the fourth man:

Nazir el-Fadal.  🌟

Understandably, the announce freaked out over Naz being in the match before Starr let out a loud, booming laugh and said maybe Holmes was getting over on Naz.  He would have to participate in the match since it was elimination rules, and one of his partners was the guy who just beat his ass, and the other two partners would also like to beat Naz's ass, not to be confused with his opponents who – get this – also wanted to beat Naz's ass.  Naz got two things from Holmes, and Holmes set him up to get two king sized beatings in consecutive weeks!  Steve said that that was crazy talk, but was uncharacteristically quiet when Starr fired back an "Is it?"

More trios action was featured in the main event, as the last fight of the night featured the suddenly suffering International Workrate Consortium taking on long time rivals in the Proper Villains and the World Heavyweight Champion, Razorblade, who wasted no time in taunting Serge about never being able to hold the Twelve Pounds of Gold after beating him last week.  The referee had to keep all six men separated before the bell, things already testy as you might expect.

With Caviar holding an ice pack to his jaw on the floor, the Consortium actually banded together and showed some of the teamwork that'd gotten them the Ambassadors Trios championships earlier in the summer, routinely being able to punish former teammate "the Proper King" Richard Windsor and stay ahead of the brawling style of "the Fury" Jim Jaspers.   Managing to keep the World champ on the outside looking in, down the stretch it looked like they would be able to put them away when Jason the Terrible and Anton Stahl combined offense for a second rope Blockbuster into a Mt. Everest German that required Savage to jump in and make the save.  That was all that was needed for the previously threatened Pier 6 to pop off in earnest, Quaranteers cheering hard as everyone threw shots at their opponents.  The referee started to get involved to get the legal men out and keep the legal ones in (Stahl and Windsor).  Seeing his opportunity, Caviar flung off the ice pack and slid into the ring so he could sickle Windsor's head off but the veteran Brit managed to matador him into almost taking poor Anton's head off before Jaspers lowered the top rope and sent Pyotr to the floor.  Razorblade and Old Jim formed a protective wall that Serge nor Jason could get through, and a three count later victory was secured for the good guys.  ***

| • Razorblade and the Proper Villains d. the International Workrate Consortium (w/Pyotr Caviar) • |

Razorblade and Jaspers took the win in stride, but upon notching probably the biggest victory of his QCW career, Windsor was in full celebration mode having bested his ex blokes, jumping into the arms of his tag partner and letting some very uncharacteristic middle fingers fly in the Consortium's faces.  Not content to stop there, Windsor ran into the ninth row of the crowd where some Quaranteers holding a British flag was and let them give him a beer, which he gradually downed to the amusement of Jaspers and Savage, who soon joined him in the Arena, all three men celebrating with a post fight pint (or in Jaspers' case, three).

Meanwhile, back in the ring, Serge glared at the rest of the Consortium.  Anton and Jason were in the middle of apologies when Serge slapped both of them with the same backhand and turned to curse out Pyotr on the floor in French before disgustedly ripping off his wrist tape, throwing his elbow pads at his subordinates and stomping to the back, Steve speculating that the past month of failure wasn't sitting well with Batroc but Starr pointed out that they had to come together for the big eight man elimination main event next week.  Ruckus faded to black with the Consortium in disarray and Razorblade and Windsor firing up the faithful's Queue Cee Dub chants while Jim was looking for a Quaranteer to volunteer a fourth pint.