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| Re: Dr. Jack Adams, DC
06-17-09, Adrenaline Rush
Quote: We cut to a near empty locker room as the camera pans over to Adams who is sitting on a bench taping up his wrists. Jerry Black is behind him massaging his shoulders. The room is deathly quiet except for the pulling and cutting of tape. Adams finishes his wrist, takes a deep breath, and speaks.
Adams: I appreciate you wanting to be in my corner. We don't know what we're facing tonight, so that really means a lot. I just have one more favour.
Jerry Black stays silent and continues his work.
Adams: Don't be in my corner tonight.
Black: What?
Adams: You know Quade just as well as I do. If he knows I have a friend at ringside, he will find a way to exploit it. This is the first, and probably only time I'll say this. Your presence at ringside will be more of a hindrance than help tonight. Understand?
Jerry Black grits his teeth and looks helplessly at nothing in particular.
Black: Ok, Doc. Just be careful out there.
| Quote: Lindsay Monahan: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is an unsanctioned match with no time limit, scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, the head of the CWA Medical Staff, Dr. Jack Adams!
Dr. Adams steps through the curtain in his ring attire for the first time in over four months. The crowd is on fire as he makes his way to the ring for a chance to be reinstated as a licensed professional wrestler. He steps into the ring and mounts every corner, basking in the cheers of his fans.
Lindsay Monahan: And his opponent...
Lindsay Monahan turns to the timekeeper and various officials around the ring. She obviously has no idea who to announce next.
Mr. Quade appears on the ramp to a chorus of loud boos. He's being pushed in his wheelchair by his bodyguard, who is in full ring attire. The bodyguard makes his way to ringside and parks Mr. Quade's chair next to the announce position. Mr. Quade grabs a microphone from the announce table.
Mr. Quade: ...weighing in at 324 pounds, standing 6' 11" tall, my protégé... The Bouncer!
The crowd boos violently as The Bouncer nods to Quade and then steps into the ring. This guy is a monster with a physique that's obviously been built by lots of weight training and enough steroids to kill a small herd of elephants.
The Bouncer stares down a much smaller Dr. Adams as the bell sounds. They exchange a few inaudible words as they circle each other. They finally tie up and Adams gets thrown hard into the corner. The Bouncer laughs as Adams gets back to his feet and regroups. Adams circles around The Bouncer and throws a couple of stiff kicks to his left thigh. The Bouncer charges in anger and rams him into the corner. The Bouncer now with repeated shoulders to Adams' gut. The Bouncer whips Adams hard into the opposite corner and follows him in with a hard clothesline and then smears him with a vicious belly to belly. The Bouncer stands over Adams and puts a boot on his chest.
ONE!
Adams easily kicks out of the nonchalant pin attempt, but he's visibly stunned and grimacing with pain. The Bouncer helps Adams off the mat and lays a few right hands into his forehead. He follows up with a kick to the gut followed by a vertical suplex, hits the ropes, and returns with a nasty knee drop to Adams' head. The Bouncer taunts Adams with a few slaps to his face while he's down. The crowd boos loudly as The Bouncer pulls Adams back up and whips him into the ropes. The Bouncer sets up for a spine buster but Adams counters with a brain-rattling DDT! Adams covers The Bouncer!
ONE!
The Bouncer kicks out with authority, sending Adams a couple feet in the air and back to his feet. Adams quickly goes back to work on the massive left leg of The Bouncer with a series of stomps and elbow drops. Adams now looking for a figure four, but The Bouncer just kicks him away. The Bouncer is now back on his feet and slams a couple of straight right hands into Adams' face. Adams is whipped into the ropes and gets mauled by a clothesline, which causes him to turn a full back flip. The Bouncer comes off the ropes with a splash to the fallen Adams.
ONE! TWO!
Adams kicks out and The Bouncer gets back to his feet. He's stalking Adams, who's still on the mat. Adams slowly gets back to his feet and The Bouncer locks in a bear hug. Adams' arms are trapped and he has nowhere to go as he tries to conserve his oxygen. The Bouncer squeezes tighter and tighter with every escape attempt. Finally Adams unloads with a head butt to The Bouncer's chin. The Bouncer hangs on but gets two more head butts and finally lets go. Adams drops to the mat in exhaustion as The Bouncer tries to shake off the cobwebs.
Adams finally gets back to his feet just in time to deliver a drop toe hold to his charging opponent. Adams goes right back to work on The Bouncer's left leg, pulling and twisting it and dropping elbows. Adams dazes The Bouncer with a few stomps to his chest and a kick to the head before successfully locking in the figure four! The Bouncer writhes in pain as Adams squeezes for all he's worth. After a long minute, The Bouncer reaches the ropes but Adams doesn't have to let go in this unsanctioned match. The Bouncer uses the ropes to reverse the hold and Adams releases, but the damage has been done. Adams gets up, rolls out of the ring, grabs The Bouncer's injured left leg, and wraps it around the ring post three or four times.
Now Adams applies another figure four around the ring post! The Bouncer screams in pain as Adams is determined to take that left leg home and mount it over his fireplace. From out of nowhere, a man with a lead pipe appears out of the crowd and swings it hard into Adams' gut! It's Abdul Akbar Alsam, the man Adams exiled from the CWA five months ago! Adams releases the hold against his will and takes a few more pipe shots to the chest and gut. The Bouncer stands up shakily and motions to Alsam, and Alsam rolls Adams back into the ring. The Bouncer picks Adams up and holds him for Alsam, who goes to work on Adams with the pipe. He finally delivers one last shot, opening a nasty gash over Adams' left eye.
The crowd boos wildly as The Bouncer and Alsam celebrate in the ring and Mr. Quade cheers his approval at ringside. Mr. Quade is screaming, "NOW! DO IT NOW!" The Bouncer throws a bleeding Adams down to the mat and rolls him on his stomach. Alsam lays two hard pipe shots into Adams' back. He grins evilly, throws the pipe out of the ring, and locks in the very hold that crippled Quade, Adams' own finishing hold, the Final Adjustment! Adams screams in pain as The Bouncer limps around the ring taunting Adams and the crowd.
Jerry Black runs down the ramp to ringside, picks up Alsam's discarded pipe, and hits Alsam hard in the back of his head, breaking the hold and knocking him out! Before he can swing again, The Bouncer grabs his arm and twists it, forcing him to drop the pipe. He kicks Black in the gut and demolishes him with a thunderous power bomb! The Bouncer turns his attention back to an unconscious Adams and tries to finish the job with a camel clutch. Adams is still unconscious and it looks like his spine will snap at any second.
The Bouncer takes a vicious chair shot in the back, breaking up the hold! The Bouncer turns around to see his attacker and Roberto swings again, hitting him right between the eyes, sending him to the mat. Roberto pummels The Bouncer with the chair while he's down. When he's finally satisfied, he drops the chair, grabs Adams by the wrist, and drapes him over The Bouncer! Roberto screams at the ref, "COUNT IT!"
ONE! TWO! THREE!
Lindsay Monahan: Here is your winner, Dr. Jack Adams!
The crowd erupts as Roberto checks on a bleeding, unconscious Adams and Jerry Black gets to his feet to assist. Alsam and The Bouncer are starting to wake up as Mr. Anderson appears on the Tron.
Charles Anderson: Security, get that garbage out of my ring and out of my arena. While you're at it, escort Mr. Quade to my office. He owes Dr. Adams an autograph.
Mr. Quade is absolutely livid as a member of security pushes him up the ramp and through the curtain. Other members of security enter the ring and extract The Bouncer and Alsam, who are still barely conscious. The medical staff rush the ring and attend to Adams. After a couple of moments, and with a lots of help, Adams gets to his feet and raises his arm in victory, much to the crowd's approval. They get him out of the ring and help him to the back as the crowd continues to cheer. | Quote: We cut to the medical bay where Dr. Jack Adams is lying on a bed being stitched up by a member of the medical staff. Jerry Black is standing in the background watching intently and sipping on his flask.
Medic: That should do it. I'm sure you know this already, but keep that wound clean and take good care of those ribs.
The Medic gathers his equipment and heads for the door.
Medic: I'm going to miss you as a boss, but I look forward to seeing what you do in the ring. Keep up the good work, Doc.
Dr. Adams rubs his stitched forehead and smiles.
Adams: You do the same.
The Medic opens the door and stands aside as Roberto enters, and then leaves.
Roberto: You ok, Doc?
Adams: I've never felt better in my life. (to Jerry Black) I thought I told you to stay away from ringside.
Jerry Black takes a swig from his flask and hands it to Adams with a grin.
Black: I'm not too far past my prime to swing a pipe. That power bomb was a different story though... damn.
Jerry Black favours his back a bit as Roberto steps over to Adams and shakes his hand. Adams takes a sip from the flask and hands it to Roberto who takes it hesitantly and takes a sip. He seems pleasantly surprised.
Roberto: Now that's what I call Scotch.
Roberto hands the flask over to Jerry Black who quickly takes another sip.
Adams: It's hard to beat Vat 69.
Roberto: I just wanted to congratulate you on your successful return. It's good to have you back.
Adams: Thanks to a few well-timed chair shots, I might add. I owe you in a big way. Also, congratulations to you too, Mr. Future Number One contender. Good luck in your title match.
Roberto: Thanks, Doc. Take care of yourself.
Jerry Black takes what looks like the last sip from the flask as Roberto heads for the door and leaves.
Adams: Jerry, refill that flask and get back here ASAP. This is a celebration, man!
Jerry: On it, boss!
Jerry Black leaves with the flask and Adams lays back on his bed with a very content expression on his face. He closes his eyes and reflects on what he's gained this evening. He's shuffled off the guilt of crippling another human being and he's ridden himself of the man he's crippled: a meddling politician. From now on, his career and his life is his own. After a few moments, he hears the door open again.
Adams: That was quick.
Jay Walters saunters up to a prone Dr. Adams and opens up with a series of hammer fists to the ribs. He picks a wounded Adams up off his bed and kicks him in the gut, bending him over. Walters then hits a vile cradle DDT on Adams on the hard floor of the medical bay!
Jay Walters: WELCOME BACK, DOC!
Walters spits on Adams' prone body before leaving the medical bay with a smile. Dr. Adams lies unconscious on the floor. |
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