HOLD UP
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
The King of COOL rolls off Julian Bathory, both men now flat on their backs on the canvas…with one exception.
Jiles is cackling.
Vince Howard: The winner of this match…and NEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWW….
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Vince Howard: …Universal Champion…
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Vince Howard: …”COOL” Cancer Jiles!
The cage slowly starts to lift skyward. Timo Bolamba is handed the Universal Title once the massive steel structure is high enough.
Nick Stuart: This was a war. An absolute bloody battle where, if I’m being honest, nobody was going to be happy with the outcome.
Richard Parker: Except Jiles. I hate it here. Start praying for the asteroid to claim us, there’ll be no dealing with him now.
Nick Stuart: If we even will still be dealing with him. If he makes good on his promise to leave PRIME and take the belt with him to HOW…
Richard Parker: No way. No way does Lindsay Troy allow that…
Nick Stuart: She’s not here though, Rich, she went to the hospital with Jon Rhine and Shweta.
Richard Parker: Killean, then! Tchu! Anybody!
Bruce Shanahan has entered the ring and is kneeling by Bathory’s side, screaming for medical attention, while Jiles has stumbled to his feet. THE COOL glares at Timo, rips the Universal Title from his hands, and demands he raise his hand in the air. What else can the head referee do but comply as part of his job?
RAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!
But it’s not booos that greet the gesture. Instead, a wave of cheers rise from the PRIMEates as the Enemigos, Wade Elliott, and Dametreyus storm down the ramp, eyes locked on the new Uni Champ just up ahead.
Nick Stuart: Here comes the cavalry!
Richard Parker: PRAISE HOYT, IT’S A MIRACLE!
Jiles looks at them approaching rapidly and decides to make a run for it…
…except Timo’s still got ahold of him.
The Samoan Silencer prevents him from escaping as Wade and Dam slide deftly underneath the bottom rope and get their mitts on Jiles, much to the delight of the crowd! They muscle him out of the ring and, surrounded by the Enemigos, haul him backstage and out of sight. Timo follows them for added assistance.
Nick Stuart: Where are they taking him? What’s going on?
Richard Parker: Who cares, Nick, he’s not getting away, that’s the most important thing!
Nick Stuart: Someone get a camera back there!
No such visual comes. Instead, the medical team hit the ring to check on Bathory, and UltraViolence comes to an end.