TNW:R Presents: Saturday Night Showdown [2/14/15]

[The Wrestling God]

Layfield stood above Cena and Show. He rolled out his ring as his theme song hit. JBL walked backwards up the stage, staring into the ring at the downed Big Show and Cena.  

[Chicago Makes Punk]

UPCOMING: TRENT VS. MATT ALLENS

 

[Matt Gennison]

"Blood Makes Noise" by Suzanne Vega, The theme plays out through the arena, as the lights in the arena would go pitch black. As the theme played for a short while, a spotlight approached the entrance-area part of the stage. Matt Allens
would then begin to rise up from the ground of the stage through the
arena's technology and device. He was standing up with his head down, as he looked to the floor.

He looked up to the view a forward direction of the ring, as the lighting went back to normal.

Announcer: "From Chicago Illinois, weighing in a 211lbs, Matt Allens!"

He would then begin to walk towards the ring slowly, as the fans had mixed reactions about him.
After a few steps he took towards the ring, he would then finally approach it. Matt would then turn to the left and walk up the steps of the ring, and get up on the apron. As he was on the apron, he would then get in the ring through the second rope, and walk towards the turnbuckle all the way across the ring. He would then sit down and lean against the bottom lower turnbuckle, waiting for his opponent.  

[somedudewithamic]

The Arena went quiet, emotions would be spread throughout the arena from the various people in attendance, as they were waiting and holding their signs up waiting for there favorite wrestlers to come out. As the crowd was being impatient; Heart of Courage by Two Steps from Hell would hit the PA system. Getting a reaction


The fans would look at the entrance ramp as well as listen to the theme of Trent as they would express there opinions which mainly would be boo's, although from certain parts of the arena would be cheers or boo's for the other competitor he would be facing. Trent would come out with a smirk on his face, the fans would be on there feet expecting a great match whether they liked or disliked the man making his entrance at this time, seeing as he had made history various times as well as, participated in great matches. Trent would walk on the stage with a confident grin smeared on his face. He would have walked to the left side and looked in the crowd than the right side of the stage, and have a devious smile. Trent than began walk to the middle of the stage and raise both arms in the styling that looked like a cross as pyrotechnics spewed out from both left and right sides of the stage. Trent would stay in that position for a few seconds as he progressively lower his hands as the pyrotechnics would stop as the crowd would love it. Trent would than take a stroll down the ramp taking his time and eating up the emotions of the crowd.

Announcer: Introducing at this time. From St Paul Minnesota, weighing in tonight at 216 Pounds, TRENT!

Trent kept a straight face as he stopped, not even midway of the ramp as he would look around the arena at the screaming fans. Trent would be wearing the original look. He wore a robe down. Almost everything being blocked except for the black goth pants, and some boots, as well as his new piece of gold around his waist. He looked with a grimace towards the fans, being annoyed by each and every one of those hypocritical pieces of s**t, that they knew they were.

Trent once again continued walking. He made a left turn and got on the stairs climb on step by step, and walked on the apron. Trent would turn around and look at the crowd behind him, looking at the fan signs and the people booing at his presence. Trent for a feint moment, changed that grimace into a smile , as Trent turned around and jumped on top of the turnbuckle. Trent would look around and see the thousands in attendance seeing them mainly booing at him. Trent however, was loving the response to the feedback he had been receiving from the people in attendance. Trent looking as confident as ever, entering the match here tonight.

Trent took his robe off and placed it to the outside, after doing so Trent climbed onto the apron and entered the ring, following he would enter the corner and waiting.

 

[Matt Gennison]

Matt would get up from his sitting position.  

[somedudewithamic]

Trent exited the corner once the bell rang, staring into the eyes of his opponent and ally; Matt. Trent looked to circle the ring while the crowd watched this match in question. Why were these two men scheduled to fight? Maybe it was because there were some difficulties going on inside the group, or maybe they aren't afraid to fight one another. Either way, things were boiling down fast in this match.

 

[Matt Gennison]

Matt would stare into the eyes of Trent as well, circling the ring.  

[somedudewithamic]

The two men would match one another's pace while circling the ring with eyes set on one another. These two individuals were truly in sync, despite being opponents here tonight. Slowly, the two men would meet near the middle of the ring. Once they did meet, Trent looked to offer a collar and elbow tie-up to start the match. The fans watching closely.

 

[Matt Gennison]

Matt would meet Trent in the middle of the ring, putting both arms up, deciding either or not to accept the collar and elbow tie up..  

[somedudewithamic]

It looked like Matt Allens wasn't completely putting his hands in for the collar and elbow tie-up, but that's part of the plan. Trent would change his hand positioning from the fake collar and elbow tie-up to grabbing Matt Allens hand, raising it up high in front of all the fans as the boo's began to rain on them. After a few seconds of raising each other's arms up, they would lower their hands and Trent would change his stare towards the fans, giving them a cheap smile.

 

[Matt Gennison]

Matt would get his hand raised by Trent in victory. Afterwards seeing Trent continue to give the fans what they don't want to see, Matt would then smile arrogantly at the crowd as well.  

[somedudewithamic]

It seemed the two allies weren't going to fight after all. Trent would proceed to exit the ring, retrieving two microphones, and heading back to the ring before the count could continue. He would greet Matt with a microphone, just like the fans would great them with moans and boos from all around the arena. It was like the parade of the bad guys was in town, and the crowd wasn't responding in the nicest of ways.

 

[Matt Gennison]

Matt would GLADLY accept the microphone from Trent's hands as he would walk around the ring in a arrogant manner. He would then put the microphone towards his lips.

"Well, now. This was definitely one heated main event match, wasn't it..?"  

[somedudewithamic]

A smile would cross the face of Trent who held onto his microphone with a firm grasp. Once Matthew said a little line that wouldn't get many laughs from it, Trent would say his own two cents, seeing he never spoke tonight.

"Now that "WE" have your attention, I have to tell you a little something about the two of us. You see.."

Trent would remove the microphone from his lips for a second, getting a bit of heat from the crowd for taking his time. A smile crossed the man's face, as he would walk past Matthew and point towards the entrance ramp and the backstage area.

"We like to play games. In fact, all we have been doing since the formation of our alliance was playing games. Roman Reigns was caught up in a game, we played around with him for awhile. But it seems like he has a legitimate target on his back."

He stopped after the sentence, grinning even more.

"Last show, we left Roman down and out. We could have taken it farther, but weren't interested in that. We could have taken Roman Reigns to the back and whipped him, beat him, hung him, tortured him and all sorts of other ideas which are bit extreme. Instead, we took him out and he came back with full force."

Trent finished his statement as he gave a nod to Matthew.

 

[Matt Gennison]

Matt would stand back and listen to what Trent had to say, once he was finished, Matt would then walk forward facing the cameras and put the microphone back to his lips.

As the crowd began to boo Trent, Matt would then speak.

"Have some RESPECT for this man! he's out here giving you a moment of his time and presence, and you want to disrespect him? Hey, fatass in the front row, let's see you come in and take this microphone! Oh, you can't? of course not. You pathetic piece of garbage."

Matt would receive more boos from the crowd.

"Now, Trent, you are right about multiple things in your statement. But I wonder if Roman Reigns can get it through his thick and hard muscle-head skull that he should say no, and accept defeat.."