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AIW Magazine Summer 2012: Part 2 of 2

Pardon the interruption, but welcome to part two of the summer 2012 edition of AIW Magazine, conceived, edited, and mostly written by wrestling’s foremost broadcast journalist, Intense Investigator Aaron “Scoops” Bauer. We've got more on Rickey Shane Page, more on the Absolute Interns, Aaron's scoop-filled interview with Allysin Kay, and more. It's two scoops of Scoops! It's AIW Magazine, and, as always, it's...

Honest * Fair * A Breath of Fresh Aar

The Scoop on AK-47

By Aaron Bauer, Intense Investigator 

Immediately following Allysin Kay's monumental victory over her rival Mia Yim, a victory which saw her capture the AIW Women's Championship, AK-47 appeared to have severed ties with business associates, Flexor Industries. AIW Magazine's own, "Intense Investigator" Aaron Bauer sat down with Ms. Kay less than an hour after GNO6 to get the inside scoop on her rivalry with Mia, her estranged manager, Chest Flexor, becoming champion and more.  

The following is the most honest and open interview AK-47 has ever done. AIW Magazine would like to warn fans that this article contains harsh language, graphic content and some adult situations.  

Reader discretion is advised.    

Aaron Bauer: First of all Ms. Kay, thank you for agreeing to this interview and meeting me at such a luxurious restaurant. I promised you I'd spare no expense, so please don't be shy, order anything you'd like.

I say we celebrate your victory with a few drinks.

Allysin Kay: (Her cell phone rings. She answers it and walks away. Approximately fifteen minutes later, she returns.)

AB: I went ahead and ordered drinks for us. I hope you like ice water.

AK: (Kay begins texting.)

AB: I know how much you dislike talking with the media; you're a tough nut to crack. I bet I know how to get you to open up.

At this point the waiter brings out the drinks.  

AB: (Speaking to the waiter) Go ahead and make hers a double. Two lemon slices, and I don't care what it costs! Money is no object!

AK: Where's the restroom?

AB: Straight back and to the right. I only know that because the manager is a personal friend of mine. That's how I got us a table on such short notice. My philosophy has always been this: I don't make reservations, I make connections.

AK: Dude, we're at Denny's.  

AB: I see what you're saying. Good point, we should hurry up with this interview before the "bar crowd" starts stumbling in. 

(Bauer pauses.)

Allysin Kay, you're the brand new AIW Women's Champion. Tonight, all of your hard work and dedication paid off when you were crowned the champ. Now, would you say you owe all of your success to Chest Flexor, or just 75% of it to him and 25% of it to the rest of Flexor Industries?

AK: Wheat pancakes.

AB: Wheat pancakes? Elaborate. Are you saying that your success can be divided up 50% Chest Flexor, 25% Flexor Industries and 25% The Chad's recipe for wheat pancakes? Or are you acknowledging those rumors from early March that tension within Flexor Industries started when Flexor overslept and The Chad cooked breakfast for everyone? Or did you just admit that...

AK: With an order of grits. And put the syrup on the side. 

AB: Oh, you're talking to the waiter. Hey, there's a four dollar menu, not sure if you'd seen that. Grand Slam breakfast.  

AK: (texting again)

AB: I can't believe you like grits. You sure do text a lot. Reminds me of that time when I walked in on your first meeting with Chest Flexor. Speaking of Chest, just how jealous were you earlier tonight of Flexor and Sassy Steph's blossoming relationship? I mean, you can't blame the guy. And I don't blame you for falling for him; he's a great catch. The man is intelligent, strong, handsome, a five star chef, rich, and so stylish! Have you ever seen him at the club?  He dances as if he were a 20-year-old girl on a hit of x.   

The food arrives.  Per a prior agreement, Ms. Kay would not answer any more questions until she was done eating.

AB: Only one man is brave enough to ask the hard-hitting questions, so let me get right to the point ... oh, I seem to have left my wallet in my other pants. Can you spot me? Or maybe it's in my car. I'll go look.

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Gargano * Donst * Ryan To Headline #Abso7

By Aaron Bauer, Intense Investigator As predicted by this magazine's owner, Eric Ryan not only won the JT Lightning Invitational Tournament, but he became the Absolute Champion as well.

AIW Acting President, Matt Wadsworth opened Day 1 of #JLIT by walking to the ring and declaring the Absolute Title vacant, due to the previous champion not fulfilling multiple title defenses. Everyone in Turner's Hall was shocked that Wadsworth didn't speak for a half hour, as is customary for him to do when he has a live mic.

After his monumental win, Eric tweeted that he was on his way to the gym and hoped everyone there was sanitizing their machines. As he exited the building, he paused. Not to let the wind blow through his hair, because he's bald, but to breathe in the atmosphere from a weekend the belonged to him. Just then, the gentle breeze that whistled through the evening sky was suddenly replaced by the beautiful harmony of a downloaded ringtone, signifying an incoming call. As the 1980's Wham! classic anthem"Wake Me Up Before You Go Go (Dub Step Remix)" played, the new AIW Absolute champion read the name on his caller ID—Johnny Gargano.

Eric answered and pleasantries were exchanged until Absolution 7 and Johnny's title shot were brought up. Then a car pulled up to where Eric was standing. The window rolled down revealing Tim Donst, who mouthed the words, "July 1st," before driving off.

Eric didn't need a reminder that his first title defense would be on AIW's grandest stage, Absolution 7. Nor did he need reminding that he'd be defending his Absolute title against arguably the top two wrestlers in AIW history—maybe even the two best wrestlers in professional wrestling today. Eric was fully aware of what lay ahead, but that feel-good moment, in the dream-come-true atmosphere, was over before he even tossed his gear bag into the trunk.

Now an aura of tension filled the air, the compliments from his peers ceased and Eric realized "his moment" was already over. It was time to get back to work. No longer was Eric the hungry challenger, hurling insults and calling out the champion for the past year. The hunter has now become the hunted.

By the time this goes to press, two years will have passed since Eric Ryan suffered his last defeat. That won't mean anything on July 1st at Turner's Hall, when Johnny Gargano and Tim Donst each assume the role of challenger, a role which both men have invaluable experience in while Eric Ryan charters unfamiliar territory as not only headlining the main event of the biggest show of the year, but doing so with the company's top prize around his waist.

How will Eric deal with the naysayers, the extra pressure and his new placement on the card, in addition to now having to make numerous media appearances and being recognized in public? The deck is stacked against him. Odds are definitely not in his favor. All three men are AIW favorites, at the zenith of their careers. Gargano's been to the mountaintop before. He likes the view and is determined to reclaim the title he feels was stolen from him last year. Donst has been flirting with a title win for the majority of his AIW career. Confusion about his standing with Flexor Industries has sidetracked the Chikara Young Lion's Cup winner, but he's seemingly put that behind him and is completely focused on the championship.

Who is strong enough to walk out of Absolution with the belt? Who is determined enough to want it the most? Who is smart enough to grant this magazine the first post-match interview? All questions will be answered on Sunday!

*Portions of this story may have been enhanced and embellished for maximum effect

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@Monsoon_Classic's Absolute Intern Experience

By Monsoon Classic, Absolute Intern contestant

Hard to believe it was five months ago when the Absolute Intern Contest began. For the AIW wrestlers, all roads lead to Absolution on July 1st. However, the same can be said for the interns because on that night, a winner will be crowned. Win or lose, if I may steal a line from Metallica, "The Memory Remains".

The contest was a learning experience. I learned how bad I stink at selling posters and how awful I am at cutting promos. That said, I now have even more respect for wrestlers for being able to give a coherent, thoughtful, ticket-selling interview with a camera twelve inches from their faces. Put a microphone in my hand and an acute case of early onset Alzheimer’s is guaranteed to kick in at T-minus ten seconds. As it turns out, having eight ideas in your head and trying to spit them all out in thirty seconds generally leads to a malfunction at the junction.

But seriously, a lot of fun was had. Through the contest, I was fortunate enough to eat some of Sara Del Rey's apple pie at a Girls Night Out afterparty, pawned off a banana to Colt Cabana (I can also rhyme any ‘ol time), and met 19 Action News's Entertainment Reporter and longtime wrestling fan Chris Van Vliet.

It was also enjoyable to help promote AIW through Twitter, Scene Magazine, WTAM, & 20 local area event websites.

Only one more AIW event to go where I mumble to myself as I enter the building "Ohgodwhataretheygoingtohaveusdoohgodwhataretheygoingtohaveusdoohgodwhataretheygoingtohaveusdo".

Before Absolution, I wanted to thank AIW for the opportunity and experience of this wacky thrill ride. I also wanted to thank the AIW fans who come for the great wrestling and put up with the interns' shenanigans during the shows and are good sports about it.

Reflection on my Experience as an “Absolute Intern”

By Alyssa Kay (“Tuning Up The Band”), Absolute Intern contestant

I can't remember a time in my life when, in the back of my mind, my father's words weren't always grating on me. I was about five years old, and I tried to sneak a piece of Easter candy from a basket that wasn't mine. Like most clumsy five-year-olds, I was caught red-handed. And the first thing my father said to me was, “Let me tell you something; whether it's with candy, money, or something else you want, you will always get your share. Some days you'll get it all. Some days you won't get any. But you will always get your share.” I try to think about this often. I'm a ridiculously competitive person. I can—and have—turned the slightest things into a fight because I wanted more. I wanted to be better. I wanted to be the best.

So, let's flash forward a few years. I'm twenty-three, and a college graduate. I'm used to no less than seven kids with multiple disabilities tugging on my arms and screaming my name all at one time. And that's only during my day job. Once the 4:00 PM bell hits, I focus on my love of independent professional wrestling. The things I've seen, the things I've heard, the people I've met, and the experiences I've had are nothing to be topped, particularly at AIW events … and I knew at once that I had to be part of it. With an atmosphere so electric—indescribable unless it's been experienced—this wasn't something I could just attend, watch, and leave. No. So instead I began to insist upon Absolute owners—Chandler Biggins and John Thorne—that I assist them with this wonderful product that took my mind away from all the other craziness in my life. Of course, it was to no avail. That is, until the Absolute Intern Contest.

When I enrolled into the Absolute Intern Contest, I had an ego. I assumed I'd work some kind of magic, pulling at every last resource I had from meeting and making a few friends. Everyone seems to know everyone else in indie wrestling. Promoting the shows (press releases, podcast interviews, flyering, etc) was always the primary concern … and it was also one of the most challenging because it's so time consuming. I learned really quickly that if I was going to be successful at this, I was going to need to become the most organized person in the world: keeping track of my work schedule (lesson plans, individual education plans, behavior documents) and my intern schedule (writing press releases, emailing people involved in various news sites, calling in on podcasts) all while still meeting deadlines and keeping track of everything I did in a manner that any bystander could follow.

And then the hard part came.

I wasn't the only one doing this. And the outside work wasn't the only thing we had to do. Suddenly I found myself competing against some people who had been following AIW for a longer amount of time than I had. They remembered and experienced things I hadn't (Doan was a former camera man, for example). I was the only female, and instantly labeled a “kiss-ass” simply because I offer my assistance wherever and whenever possible. We started off with a competition to sell posters, and I nearly ripped a fan off by telling him I didn't have change for his twenty and running off with the bill (don't worry, I got him his change). I had to get on a microphone and scream my lungs out about how much I love this company, and why I'm the best. I bought a garden hose to be used for anything but gardening. I ripped Vic Travagliante—my boss, and one of the nicest guys I've ever met—a new one, and on his wedding day.

And yet, none of that even compared to the time I was asked to arrive dressed like a sailor. “Get attention from the wrestlers,” was what I was told once I donned the attire. And the first thing I thought was “…ohhh, crap.” Needless to say, I endured an absolute onslaught from people—mostly other fans, but also some wrestlers—that included every cruel joke in the world. I was getting Facebook messages, Twitter messages, and occasionally told to my face that I was a “fat attention whore” and that I “was the boat.” And courtesy of Mr. Jock Samson's remark, a few people posted pictures of Tugboat Taylor at my expense. Really, I actually applaud all the nautical jokes that were sent my way.

The thing is, none of that mattered. I've endured several worse things in my life. I've been called worse names. And each time in the back of my head, I'd think of my dad's words. “Some days you'll get it all, and some days you won't get any, but you'll always get your share.” And it pushed me to fight back. Even when it was the last thing I wanted to do. At one point I even thought “why am I doing this, I should just quit…” but I never did. I want this too much, love AIW too much. I didn't pester and bother Thorne and Biggins all those times to walk away.

I'm not sneaking candy this time. No. I've come to be the Absolute Intern. In this contest, I've had days where I've had nothing. The results of the tasks and the feedback I've received from some of them will prove that. And come Absolution 7, I plan to take it all.

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8 Simple Reasons Rickey Shane Page Always Loses!  Justin Doan, Absolute Intern contestant

8. He is not Justin Doan. Let’s face it, Justin is a winner! 7. He took off his mask. Masked wrestlers always have the advantage. When they lose the mask, they might as well call it quits. 6. He is a comedy act anymore. He always tries to make the fans laugh. He needs to go back to beating people silly. 5. He doesn’t have Justin Doan as a manager! We all know Justin was trained by the manager of champions himself, Bill Alfonso. 4. He doesn’t have a tag partner. After Vincent Nothing left, I think Rickey got depressed. 3. I think his love life isn’t so good. A little sex goes a long way! 2. Do new moves! He always does the same old stuff. Switch it up.  1. He is no longer Christian Faith! With a name like that, I would let him pin me. Rickey Shane Page? Really? Are you a Boy Scout? That’s why the Brooklyn Brawler never won! It’s all about your name!

8 Simple Rules Why You Should Cheer for Rickey Shane Page

By Monsoon Classic, Absolute Intern Contestant

8. He taught Uncle Dallas the Diamond Cutter.

7. He films Absolute Intern segments for AIW, making him the best wrestler-with-a-camera since Syxx-Pac. And, like Syxx, RSP has everything he's ever wanted and he'd never give that back.

6. As evidenced by the #JLIT, he's endorsed by FirstMerit Bank. A financial institution that stores my $11.50 comfortably in a savings account with a .29% interest rate. Ballin’!

5. It's rumored his shoot name is Benjamin Button.

4. As a Christmas present in 2005, Rickey Shane Page gave little cousin Ethan all of his ego.

3. He's caused more scars on his opponents than a surgeon.  

2. Last year at Absolution, he fell through roughly eight stories of tables, chairs, & light tubes . . . and did so roughly. He went on to win. 

1. He never quits.

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AIW Magazine Summer 2012: Part 1 of 2

Pardon the interruption, but welcome to the new, expanded AIW Magazine, conceived, edited, and mostly written by wrestling's foremost broadcast journalist, Intense Investigator Aaron "Scoops" Bauer. This month, we bring you fallout from Girls Night Out 6 and the J.T. Lightning Invitational Tournament, look forward to this week's massive Absolution 7.

In addition to articles on Rickey Shane Page, Eric Ryan, and Allysin Kay, we will check in with several competitors in AIW's innovative Absolute Intern reality show. Everything comes to a head at Absolution 7. Before you get your tickets at shop.aiwrestling.com, get caught up with our poorly paid interns and Chest Flexor's favorite writer, the unbiased, uncompromisable Mr. Bauer, who is, as always...

Honest * Fair * A Breath of Fresh Aar

An Open Letter To Eric Ryan From Aaron Bauer

Moments after #JLIT ended, Eric's former agent, Aaron Bauer, wrote the following letter, offering some free advice. 

Eric, you may have silenced some of the critics tonight, but in the morning, you'll have more critics than ever.  And they'll be louder than before.

  Understand that you're at point in your career that most of us will never get to. This business can be the great, can't it? You received a standing ovation for your performance tonight. Plumbers usually don't even get a "thanks" from their customers. There's no t-shirts with my divorce attorney's face on them being sold inside the courtroom. People that work in grocery stores don't sell 8x10's of themselves. No one blogs about the next great accountant.   

You're the man now, the guy everyone else inside and outside the locker room looks at as an example. Be a good one. From this moment on, how you carry yourself and the way you act will mold your reputation. And, let's face it, way down the road, when you leave this business, you don't take anything with you, except for your reputation. There's no retirement fund, no pension. That belt you're carrying now, when you leave this business, it stays here. On an emotional level, the feelings of being wanted and important, stay in the arena and are easily given to the next guy. Your intelligence lies in the ring. Because outside of it, you're viewed as dumb. All of us are. Your family, friends, people you don't know, the people you're standing behind at the store, the guy pricing the milk...they all think it's stupid when you're driving thousands of miles on the weekends to chase a dream. When that same car you've put all those miles on breaks down, your knowledge of Japanese arm drags is useless. There will come a time when your body can't go anymore and no one's booking you. Right now it's cool to walk from behind a curtain and hear "Er-ic Ry-an (clap, clap, clapclapclap)" but when your run is over and you have to take a job cleaning toilets, your ring music won't play as you clock in and nobody chants your name when you open the door to a stall.  There's a big difference between grabbing a chair, looking to the crowd for approval, they cheer, you use it, they cheer even louder and grabbing a plunger and looking for approval from the guys pissing in the urinal. No one that isn't in this business will ever understand this business. They don't appreciate what you do, because they can't appreciate what you do.  

Your reputation is all you'll have. And to insure that reputation is a good one, you'll need a good agent. Now I can't think of anyone more qualified to handle your career than a man that has handled it before, and, if you remember, who's taken you to the top. This is the most important decision you'll ever make in your career...maybe even in your life. You need someone that can take your money...and invest it wisely. A guy who will put you over on commentary. For only 70% of your financial earnings, I will be that guy. Wouldn't it be great to have me by your side again? I've got goosebumps just thinking about it. We can split everything right...down...the middle, 70-30. You're a star now, Eric. I can make you a superstar. You're going to make a lot of money in this business; let me hold some of it for you. The ball is in your court, I know you'll make the right decision.

Love,

Aaron

Diamante Deported!

Hector Colavito, Freelance Reporter

After years of living and working in the United States of America, the "Hispanic Panic" Luis Diamante had his green card and work visa revoked.  

The founder of Da Latin Crime Syndicate was taken into custody by Immigration Officials just hours before he was set to compete on Day 2 of #JLIT.  

An eight man tag team match was signed per request of The Duke, as a special attraction for the AIW Fan Fest. Duke laid the challenge down on a recent episode of Intense TV for his bitter rival, Jock Samson, to team with the Submission Squad in facing Duke and Da Latins. Rumblings concerning Diamante's whereabouts started early in the day, while AIW Staff were preparing for Fan Fest.

Joey the Snake (the Uncle of Luis) and K. Fernandez (looking especially jacked) had just finished mowing the lawn at Turner's Hall and were approached by the Duke. Despite the many courses The Duke took during his 12-plus years in college, Spanish was never one of them. It didn't matter how loud he asked the questions in English, the two Spanish-only speaking Latinos could not communicate with their amigo.

Aaron Bauer was brought in at that point to translate. Bauer confirmed speculation that Luis Diamante would not be in attendance, and offered fans that had purchased Fan Fest tickets a full refund. No one took the offer, and as a matter of fact, 10 more tickets were immediately sold.  

"Genuine" Jock Samson pulled Aaron Bauer aside to the bar and informed the bartender that Bauer would be on the Submission Squad's tab throughout Fan Fest.  As cries of injustice were bellowed and tears of fear flowed at the thought of facing The Four Stallions in a handicapped match, Team Duke pleaded for a consultation with AIW Acting President, Matt Wadsworth. However, Wadsworth was too busy testing the hot dogs and pizza in the concession room. With the Acting President preoccupied, someone needed to step up and take charge. Aaron Bauer grabbed hold of the reigns, like a natural born leader, and without fear he made an executive decision: give Jock Samson the night off.  

The scheduled 8 man tag was now a six man tag team match with The Duke, Joey the Snake and K. Fernandez vs. Evan Gelistico, Gary Jay and Pierre Abernathy and there was an added stipulation: if Team Duke won, The Duke would get 5 minutes alone in the ring with Samson. As it turned out, the Submission Squad were victorious, but Jock was genuine enough to still give Duke time in the ring with him. When Duke tried to get all spot-monkey on Samson, Conway the Bullrope got involved. Jock used Conway to hang the Duke over the ropes and nearly choke the life out of him. As a result, a grudge match was sanctioned for Absolution 7, featuring The Duke vs. Jock Samson in a Bullrope match.  

When Jock was asked for comments on the Diamante deportation, he stated, "Every time ol' Jock turns on his 32' Zenith, it seems all these virgins are talkin' about it a damn zombie invasion. Well, Jock's here to tell ya', the real problem is an alien invasion. Illegal aliens. And that spot-monkey, Duke was harboring one in his damn frat-house."

AIW Magazine caught up with the Alpha Beta Duke frat-house leader while he was enjoying a nice bowl of chicken noodle soup at the Blue Sky Restaurant, for a response. The Duke clearly was not his normal, happy-go-lucky self, as he was overheard screaming at the waiter, "Don't talk to me like I'm a five-year-old!" and refused comment to AIW Magazine.  

How many more drops of blood will be shed? How many more immigrants will be deported? Both men have vowed to end the other's career when this volatile feud comes to Absolution 7.

In Praise of Last Place

by Paul Arrand Rodgers, "Absolute Women's Expert"

First off, I'd like to open by thanking Mr. Bauer for opening the pages of his magazine to me. I know he was skeptical when it was decided that, as a reward for contributing to an AIW fundraising event, I'd be allowed to call the main event of Girls Night Out 4, but since being named AIW's Women's (wrestling) Expert, we've gotten along just fine.

I've been watching behind the scenes as AIW makes indie wrestling history with its groundbreaking Absolute Intern show, and, having gone through my own introductory period to AIW, I feel like I know what the interns are going through as they prepare for the finals of Absolute Intern, to be held during Absolution 7. I've sat in that crowd, waiting nervously to do my job. I've dealt with weird looks and missed high-fives from the AIW crowd. I've been more than a little nervous being around wrestlers—many of whom I've admired as a fan—in a working context. It's a rough business, professional wrestling, and if there's something Monsoon Classic, "Juicy" Pat Lucey, Tuning Up the Band, and Justin Doan have proven, it's that they're all worthy of being part of the AIW family.

I say this knowing two things: First, that only one participant will win, and second, that point totals might make it seem like somebody—well, one somebody in particular—did not come with his game-face on. I'm talking, of course, about Justin Doan, a man who has found himself in last place without fail since the contest began. The reasons for his being in last place may be obvious to some of you—he lacks Monsoon's drive, Band's charm, and whatever makes "Juicy" Pat Lucey the man he is—but to me, this man is the hardest working intern we've got.

Take a look at the photo above. That's Doan, being hurled over a guardrail by "The Passion" John Thorne at a gross, bleeding Madman Pondo during their death match during Day 2 of #JLIT. Beyond Tuning Up the Band's Tugboat Taylor-esque hat making an appearance atop the head of Cliff Compton and the appearance of Lucey's non-lethal AK-47 during the main event of Girls Night Out 6, no intern has had an impact on an actual AIW match, let alone the kind of impact he's had.

Doan, a former AIW cameraman, may look like a rat, and he may have lost his cheese, but despite his standing in the contest he has given the most to the company. He sold a rare Metallica shirt with a GNO poster. He crashed into a psychopath like Pondo, risking life and limb for the promotion he so clearly loves. He may not win, and he may never have the respect of Absolute Intern host Vic Travagliante, but, to echo words that used to ring out in the air of the now-vacant ECW Arena, "He's hardcore! He's hardcore! He's hardcore!"

Go get 'em, you rat-faced mook!

8 Simple Rules on How to Make RSP Tap Out.

By Axel Torres

1. Apply any submission hold

2. Force him to watch his own promos

3. Call the cops on his Violence Party

4. Book him in a "Winner Grows A Beard" match

5. Book him in a "Mask vs. Mask" match

6. Force him to watch SmackDown! and Raw back to back

7. Go back to live commentary

8. Book him in a "Winner Get A Beyond Contract" match

Stay tuned for Part 2 of AIW Magazine's Summer Issue, which will be hitting this space tomorrow. Can't get enough? Looking for all the up-to-the-minute SCOOPS on #Abso7, including news concerning Veda Scott and Veronica? Tweet @One9009099900! Kids get parents permission before tweeting

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Absolute Interns Episode 1.

Four AIW fans vie for the right to call themselves part of one of the best promotions on the independent circuit. This week, the interns attempt to sell posters to the AIW crowd while host Vic Travagliante yells at them. As Mean Gene Okerlund would ask, WHO WILL SURVIVE?