*Raven arrogantly points at himself as his accolades are recited while staring down at Mack. Mack responds with an extra long swig of whiskey. Raven hops off the corner and saunters toward the ref*

Rockwell: And after all of that, I think we're finally ready.

*Mack slams his whiskey bottle down behind the ring post in his corner before rolling into the ring and popping to his feet. He meets Raven in the center. The ref stands between them. Raven slowly removes the GCWA Title, talking shit to Mack. He holds the belt up, showing it off to Mack, "Take a good look. Last one you're gonna get." Mack remains stoic. Raven hands the belt over to the ref who holds it high in the air. The crowd goes wild, chanting "GCWA!" The ref hands the belt through the ropes to Minos who takes it with him for safekeeping. The bell sounds and the crowd goes wild*

Rockwell: And here we go!

Hood: It's been a long night. Let's end this one quick.

Rockwell: Mack O'Connor is one of the best brawlers in pro wrestling history. One punch could end it.

Hood: Whatever. Raven's got the jaw of the Terminator. Mack will break his knuckles if he even tries it.

*Raven looks Mack up and down. He laughs, "Should've stayed in jail, old man." Mack replies, "Fuck you." Raven chuckles, finding this entire situation humorous. He extends his hand, "I was raised to treat my elders with respect." The fans boo. They yell, "Don't do it, Mack!"*

Rockwell: I don't know what Raven's got planned after that handshake but I don't think Mack's going to like it.

Hood: Unless Mack is suffering from dementia, he should know not to shake that hand.

Rockwell: One would think.

*Mack looks down at Raven's head...it hangs, lingers in the thick, anxious air. He reaches out and slaps it away! The crowd cheers! Raven uses the momentum to spin around and throw a heel kick! Mack catches it!! Raven hops on one leg, looking at Mack...for the first time since his arrival, he's lost control. Mack tells Raven to, "Get fucked." and shoves him back. Raven stumbles into his corner to a HUGE ovation from the crowd. "MACK! MACK! MACK!" Raven straightens up and recoils his equanimity. He ushers the ref over*

Rockwell: What's this?

Hood: I think Mack may have used some sort of illegal move there.

Rockwell: Whatever. That was perfectly legal.

Hood: I don't know, Rock. Mack is an ex-con. You can't trust those people.

*We zoom in to eavesdrop on Raven's conversation with the ref. "Watch for the closed fists." The ref is surprised, "Really?" Raven gets stern, "Yes, really. Watch for them. Look, I'm James Raven, the People's GOAT...The GCWA Champion, Founding Father of Legacy, Deanna Barrows' chosen champion..." After listening to the string of accolades, the ref chimes in, "Weren't you #22 on the top 100..." Raven cuts him off, grabbing the ref by the shirt and shoving him back, "Just watch for the closed fists!" The ref's pulse quickens. A brush with demolition. Raven emerges from the corner and stalks Mack. O'Connor stands in the center of the ring, waiting for Raven to attack.*

Rockwell: Watch for the closed fists? Is he serious?

Hood: As a heart attack...which is something Mack should start thinking about, seeing as he's in his later years.

Rockwell: Please, enough with the old jokes. Closed fists happen in every match. He can't be serious.

Hood: I think they are technically illegal.

Rockwell: Well if that somehow becomes the case tonight...that's going to eliminate a huge portion of Mack's offense.

Hood: His fault for failing to evolve.

*Raven takes a step forward. Mack flinches. Raven leaps up with a high knee. Mack blocks it! Mack throws Raven's knee down...Raven's foot hits the mat, awkwardly. Mack balls up a fist and reaches back...the ref steps in, warning him. Mack looks at him like, "Are you fucking serious?" Raven bursts forward with rights and lefts into Mack's head! The fans boo!! Mack stumbles into a corner. Raven hits him repeatedly...right, left, right left. Mack's head bounces around like a bobblehead. The ref is besides himself. He tries to talk to Raven...but Raven rolls his eyes and shoves the ref away. After beating Mack senseless, Raven lifts a knee right into Mack's sternum, forcing the wind from his lungs. The fans are booing. Raven slaps Mack on the back, "Let's see if those legs still work." He whips Mack across the ring...Mack sprints and SLAMS into the opposite corner. He staggers backward. Raven throws a high kick into the back of Mack's head! Mack leans forward, slamming his face into the top buckle. Again, he staggers back...Raven leaps into the air and slams Mack into the mat with a reverse Fameasser. He pops to his feet and places a foot on Mack's chest. The ref slides in. The fans are heavily booing. 1! 2! 3...NO!*

Rockwell: Mack with a foot on the bottom rope. My gosh. He NEARLY lost.

Hood: Dude is so overmatched. I mean did you just see that shit? Raven just made up some shit on the fly and nearly defeated a 'legend'.

Rockwell: Raven's great, I've never denied the talent. I just think you're selling Mack short.

Hood: Only real concern Mack has tonight...because, let's face it, we all know he's gonna lose...is the proper authorities seeing him wrestle and taking away his disability payments...assuming inmates receive those. Do they, Rockwell?.

*Standing over Mack, Raven yells, "TRASH!" The fans continue to boo. "FUCK YOU, RAVEN!" He turns his back to Mack and marches across the ring, "Lissie would have put up a better fight than this!" He leans over the top rope, eyeing the crowd. We cut to the middle rope across the ring...Mack's hand shoots into the air, gripping the rope. Raven eyes the front row. He spots a young woman with her boyfriend, husband, whatever. He throws a wink her way while flexing his bicep. She blushes and giggles. The guy with her grows irate. "What the?!" He doesn't know who to yell at...Raven or the girl. Behind Raven, we see Mack rise to his feet. The crowd pops. Raven isn't stupid...he knows something is up.*

Rockwell: Mack has risen!

Hood: Stop talking about the man like he's some deity. He probably just needs another drink.

Rockwell: I think it was Raven referencing the person who dethroned his title reign months back that fired him up.

*Raven eyes the giant GCWA screen through his peripheral. It shows Mack heading toward him. He pauses. He waits. Mack lunges at Raven. Raven ducks! Mack hits the top rope with his chest. Raven turns him around and whips him across the ring, but Mack reverses. Raven shoots across the ring, he bounces off the ropes. Mack ducks. Raven leaps over Mack with ease. He hits the ropes again. Mack spins around, looking for a lariat. Raven ducks. He hits the ropes a third time. Mack grows frustrated. He turns around once more. Raven leaps into the air...but Mack catches him. Mack hoists Raven onto his shoulder. Raven slips off! Raven takes a step back. Mack turns around. Raven throws a SUPERKICK! Back dodges it...Raven is off balance. He turns around and is DECKED with a Right Hand!! The crowd goes wild!! Raven stumbles into the ropes...he falls through them, hits the apron, and crashes on the outside. "MACK! MACK!" the crowd is going wild. Mack marches for the ropes...he looks down at Raven, laying on the ground, right at the edge of the ramp. He eyes the ref. The ref isn't about to do anything, not after Raven used his fists. So, Mack steps through the ropes and hops onto the floor*

Rockwell: A right hand straight from Brooklyn!

Hood: Damnit. The one thing Raven couldn't do was get caught by a punch. Oh well, that punch would've knocked anybody out...except Raven. I'm sure he's fine.

Rockwell: It knocked him clear out of the ring, Hood. He could be out.

Hood: No way. He's probably finding a way to get closer to that woman. You saw how she was eyeing him.

Rockwell: Right.

*Raven rolls onto his side. He looks like a dude suffering from a massive hangover. He looks up. Mack stands over him. Raven tries to move but Mack is too quick, bringing a right fist straight down into Raven's face! The People's GOAT goes limp. Mack looks up and sees the giant screen atop the ramp. The ref is behind him. An idea hits. Mack heads for the ring and looks under the apron. He removes...A CHAIR! The crowd goes wild. Mack faces Raven...he holds the chair high. The ref yells 'NO!' Mack looks over his shoulder and brings the chair down. The ref is relieved. Mack eyes the GCWA screen and throws the chair over his head...he flies through the air and hits the ref in the face, knocking him down! The crowd screams with delight. Mack kicks Raven onto his back and bends over, grabbing a handful of that thick, amazing hair. We cut backstage. Deanna looks worried. Ace contains his emotions. Back at ringside, Mack drags Raven toward the nearest ring post*

Rockwell: Accidents happen. This time, the ref was accidentally hit with a chair.

Hood: Bullshit! Mack measured that up using the GCWA screen. This fuckery will not stand!

Rockwell: Hey, there's no actual proof he did that on purpose.

Hood: He should be dq'd right now! I just hope he doesn't show extreme hair envy and rip out Raven's amazing locks.

Rockwell: He'll probably choose to focus more on punching Raven in the face.

Hood: Heavens to Betsy!

*Mack hoists Raven to his feet and gives the GCWA Champion and explosive shove into the post. Raven's shoulders take the brunt of the blow...resulting in a muffled PING. His arms hang...his shoulders lean forward. Mack raises both fists. He goes into boxing mode. He drills Raven in the ribs with several lefts and rights, as if he's working a bag. Raven's body trembles, violently upon absorbing each blow. Mack finishes his flurry with a harrowing uppercut which sends the back of Raven's head SMACKING into the metal ring post. The People's GOAT falls forward, into Mack's arms. Mack isn't looking for a hug, so he manipulates Raven's weight and tosses him to the side, sending the GCWA Champion's body crashing into a ringside barricade. Raven's body slumps to the ground, face down, ass up. Mack works his hands open and shut, his knuckles feeling the sting of Raven's flesh and bones*

Rockwell: The former GCWA Champion is beating the arrogance out of the current GCWA Champion!

Hood: Raven has done more for this company in one month than Mack did in six. This is a travesty. Raven is wrestling royalty!

Rockwell: This is competition, Hood.

*Wise enough to not fall into trap of overconfidence, Mack moves ahead. He pulls Raven back to his feet and shoves him against the barricade. The GCWA Champion nearly topples over and into the crowd - but Mack holds onto his arm, keeping him ringside. A female at ringside yells, "NOT THE FACE!" A few more concur. Mack replies, "Well, I wasn't gonna, but..." he then hauls off with a right hand square into Raven's moneymaker. The women scream in horror. The men silently relish what they are watching. Raven drops to his knees in front of Mack. Mack yanks on Raven's hair and looks down into the glazed eyes of the champion. Raven's nose appears to be busted, blood leaking from both nostrils. Mack leans his head back and dives forward, cracking skulls with Raven. He releases his grip of Raven's hair...the champion collapses to his side. O'Connor staggers back, holding his forehead, dizzy and obviously affected by the headbutt.*

Rockwell: I don't know why anybody would perform a head butt with what we now know about CTE.

Hood: I think we need to have Mack thrown back in jail for trying to give Raven CTE.

Rockwell: He could have very easily given himself CTE with that headbutt, Hood.

Hood: So? He's a fuckin jailbird. He doesn't need any brains.

*Leaning against the apron, Mack looks over his shoulder. He sees the ref beginning to stir. Mack's hand is pressed against his forehead, palm first, trying to rub the stinging pain away. He fights through it and refocuses. He grabs Raven and drags him near the ring...yanking the champ to his feet, Mack tosses him under the bottom rope, inside the ring. Mack heads toward his corner, which is nearby...he grabs his bottle of Jameson and takes a huge swig. Wiping the excess liquid from his lips, he hustles into the ring, crawling under the bottom rope*

Hood: Look at how he moves, Rockwell. Like a fuckin convict.

*Realizing the ref will return to full blown awareness very soon, Mack downs some more whiskey, erasing whatever pain he may be feeling. He yanks Raven up and rears back with the bottle, looking for a shattering, knockout blow. He swings with all his might...but Raven ducks!!! Mack spins around. Raven kicks Mack in the back of his right knee...Mack stumbles forward, hitting the ropes and dropping the bottle to the outside. Raven can't capitalize. He's too fucked up. He drops to a knee. O'Connor recovers, spinning around...his eyes are full of fury. He charges at Raven...Raven drops to his ass and throws a kick at Mack's right knee cap! Mack stumbles forward, dropping to one knee. Raven crawls away, toward the ropes. Mack spots the chair he threw into the ring...he reaches for it. He picks it up and stands...he turns around...Raven hops onto the top rope and leaps off with the RAVENSAULT!! He connects!!! Mack tosses the chair over his head, outside the ring. Raven lands on top of him for the cover! The ref crawls over and makes the count...1! 2! KICK OUT!!!*

Rockwell: Wow! Like Lazarus, Raven rises from the dead to nearly steal this one from Mack!

Hood: What a man! What a champion!

Rockwell: For now.

Hood: Why you gotta try and curse him like that, Rockwell? Did he fuck your mom or something?

*Raven rolls away, toward the ropes and onto the apron. Mack sits up, shaking it off. The fans begin cheering for the former champion, "MACK! MACK!" It wakes him up. He reaches his feet. Turning around to face Raven, he finds the champion on his feet, atop the apron. Raven leaps up, onto the top rope. He springboards off, leaping at Mack. Mack ducks...Raven goes over Mack and hooks his waist, pulling him over with a sunset flip into a pin. Mack manages to kick out before a count can take place. Raven rolls backward, over his head. Mack pops to his feet and marches toward the champion. Raven, on one knee, throws a thrust shot upward, right into Mack's throat!! Mack begins coughing violently...stumbling toward the ropes. Raven pops back to his feet, shaking his head, sucking down some air...the GCWA Champion is rallying, he's regaining his strength. The fans continue to cheer and urge Mack on*

Rockwell: After that beating Raven took...I can't believe he's fighting back like this.

Hood: He's a gift to the sport of wrestling, Rock. Sit back and enjoy an artist at work.

Rockwell: Okay, calm down.

Hood: I can't. Not when James Raven is in the ring.

*Leaning against the ropes, Mack coughs, trying to repair the damage done to his windpipe. Raven's right arm slides in, hooking Mack's throat! Mack tries to fight free, but it's too late...Raven locks in a sleeper with a considerable amount of pressure applied near the throat area. Mack staggers around, dragging Raven with him. His walking slows. His face reddens. He's growing weary. He's about to drop...but, rather than lose control, he kicks his feet out and lands on his ass, ramming the top of his head into Raven's jaw!! Raven releases the hold and stumbles into a nearby corner, stunned. Mack returns to his feet, rubbing his throat and coughing. He wraps both hands together, brings them over his head and charges forward, slugging Raven atop the head with a double axe handle. Raven's arms, draped across the top rope, keep him from falling to his ass. Mack hooks Raven's arm and head, tossing him out of the corner with some kind of weird looking mix between a hip toss and a suplex. It's ugly, but effective (kinda like masturbating). Raven hits hard, arching his back in pain. Mack pauses, rubbing his irritated throat*

Rockwell: Despite all his years and success in the ring, Mack is still quite unpolished when it comes to the technical intricacies of pro wrestling.

Hood: Another reason why this man shouldn't be anywhere near the GCWA Title. Mack needs to be in Fight Club, not GCWA.

Rockwell: That's what makes GCWA so great, Hood. Competitors with all sorts of backgrounds.

Hood: Not to mention Mack's health is deteriorating. You hear that smoker's cough? Dude is liable to suffocate in there.

Rockwell: That's from Raven's assault on his throat!

*Raven knows he needs to get up. He fights through the temporary back pain and rises. Mack is waiting. Mack sneaks in, snaring Raven's head. The GCWA Champion's eyes widen...he knows what this leads to. Mack is looking for HOLLOW POINT. Raven throws a sharp elbow into Mack's kidney. Mack's grip weakens enough for Raven to adjust, hooking Mack's head and dropping him with a neckbreaker!! They land hard, Mack writhes about on the mat, holding his neck. Raven remains on his back, staring at the lights, doing his best to recuperate while he's got the time to do so*

Rockwell: Tremendous neckbreaker from James Raven...that portion of Mack's body has become a focal point for the GCWA Champion.

Hood: All a means to an end, Rock. James Raven, even while getting beat, is still winning. This man is playing chess while Mack is playing beer pong.

*Mack finally stops writhing and sits up, holding the back of his neck, wincing. He's cursing. Raven sits up, hurrying to beat Mack to his feet. He does. He waits for Mack to get up...Mack stands, back to Raven. Raven unleashes a knife edged chop to the back of Mack's neck. Mack yells, "FUCK!" Raven leaps high into the air with a beautiful drop kick to the back of Mack's neck! Mack stumbles forward, falling through the ropes and onto the apron. Raven pops back to his feet. Mack uses the ropes to pull to a standing position, holding his neck the entire way. Raven charges at Mack...but Mack drops to the floor from the apron. Raven grabs onto the ropes to kill his momentum, staring down at Mack, yelling at him to get back into the ring...but Mack takes a walk, rotating and rubbing his neck. Fans at ringside yell, "Shake it off, Mack!" "you got this, Mack!"*

Rockwell: Mack's neck is really bothering him.

Hood: Raven setting him up for one of his two finishing maneuvers, Rock. This thing is almost over.

Rockwell: I will say, the longer this goes the worse it looks for Mack O'Connor.

Hood: I just got word that they are getting his cell ready.

*Raven watches Mack from where he's most comfortable, inside the ropes. He yells out, "C'mon! Get back in here!" Mack ignores him. Raven holds out his arms in an inviting gesutre, daring Mack to get back in. We notice Raven's nose still bleeding and some welts forming around his head and body from the beating he took earlier. Mack bends over and finds his bottle of Jameson...there isn't much left, but enough for one final swig. He finishes the bottle off and throws it into the crowd for a lucky fan. The fans are booing Raven, taking his invitation as full blown arrogance. Mack stares at Raven from outside the ring. The ref starts to count, but Raven tells him to stop the count, wanting Mack to get back in the ring so he can beat him clean, without any excuses*

Rockwell: Mack prefers outside the ring. Raven prefers inside the ring. A brawler versus a blue blood technician.

Hood: Like how Mack just slung that bottle into the crowd? I think I saw it hit a kid in the head.

Rockwell: It did not!

Hood: Why are these fans booing Raven, anyway? Mack's the guy cheating.

*It's an old fashioned standoff. Without any threat of a count, Mack is comfortable just hanging outside the ring. Raven quickly realizes this. It becomes clear Mack is too fuckin stubborn to blink first. Must be some kind of prison thing. So, Raven charges at the ropes. Mack braces for impact. But Raven stops, uses the top rope for momentum and slides under the bottom rope, belting Mack in the head with both feet!! Mack stumbles into the barricade. Raven, seated on the apron, hops off and lunges forward with a knee into Mack's sternum before slinging the former champion into the ring. Mack rolls toward the center. Raven hustles forward, sliding in. He pops to his feet. He ushers the ref out of his way. The ref is blocked from viewing Mack. Mack utilizes this advantage by delivering a swift low blow to Raven!! The crowd goes wild!! Raven doubles over. Mack rises to his feet and slugs Raven across the jaw, sending the champion into the ropes. The ref appears curious...but Mack gives him one of those "I'm from prison, bitch, don't fuck with me" looks, and the ref backs away.*

Rockwell: Mack O'Connor utilizing his ring awareness to perfection.

Hood: Boy, that's a dressed up version of the word 'cheating' I've never heard before.

Rockwell: The man has been through a lot, Hood. He's trying to reclaim his throne. This is war.

Hood: Your morals go right out the window when it comes to anybody opposing Legacy, don't they?

*Mack snares Raven by the side of the head, looking for HOLLOW POINT. Raven shoves him off. Mack boots Raven in the gut, grabs him by the arm and whips him across the ring. Raven hits the ropes, he bounces off. Mack throws a haymaker of a lariat. Raven ducks and hooks Mack's arm...he spins around Mack's back before landing in front of Mack, spinning around, grabbing Mack's head and dropping him with FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN!!! The crowd gasps! Mack is face down, unmoving. Raven rolls away from Mack, out of instinct. He holds his jaw. His eyes blink rapidly. His brain is scrambled from all the punches, especially that last one. We cut backstage to find Deanna implying Raven, "Pin him. Pin him!" Ace, meanwhile, is leaning forward in his wheelchair...edge of his seat. Raven looks over his shoulder at Mack. He crawls over and begins the process of rolling Mack onto his back. It's tough...two hundred plus pounds of dead weight. He finally manages and makes the cover. The ref slides in. 1! 2! 3...NO! SHOULDER UP! The crowd goes wild!*

Rockwell: Mack kicked out!

Hood: Yea, sure. All it took was like thirty illegal punches and a low blow to slow Raven down just enough to miss getting that pin in time.

Rockwell: He's doing what he has to do, Hood. What' she supposed to do, match in ring skill with Raven? He'd get crushed.

Hood: THEN WHY THE FUCK IS HE IN THE MAIN EVENT OF A WRESTLING PROMOTION?

*Raven slaps at the mat, frustrated. He swings his leg over and pops to his feet, quickly. Mack remains on his back. Raven bends over to grab Mack by the head...but Mack reaches up and rakes Raven across the eyes!! The fans go wild! Raven stumbles back, holding his face. Again, the ref appears to have been out of position. He asks Mack and Mack makes up some excuse about forgetting to brush his teeth. He rises and staggers like a drunk man. Flight of the Raven still impacting his equilibrium. He grabs enough focus to move forward. He drills Raven in the side of the head with a double axe handle. Raven nearly falls through the ropes, but Mack holds onto his arm...keeping him in the ring. He pulls Raven in close. He hooks Raven...both of his arms. The crowd leaps to their feet...*

Rockwell: Claymore! He's going to hit Claymore!

Hood: NO!

*Ace appears ready to jump out of his chair (if he can). Deanna is shaking. Mack lifts Raven up for his devastating finisher. Raven throws a quick, short knee under Mack's chin, rattling the challenger!! Mack loses his grip and staggers. Raven leaps up and in one fluid, seamless motion locks Mack in The Ravenlock (Triangle Choke)!!! The crowd yells. Mack bends over, on his feet, trying to fight out of the suffocating lock. But, it's deep. The crowd yells for Mack...but he's too far from the ropes. His arms slow. His body starts to give out. Raven hooks the back of Mack's head with both hands, applying as much pressure as humanly possible. The ref checks on Mack*

Rockwell: Ravenlock! With Mack's neck in the shape that it is...I can't see him lasting much longer.

Hood: Good night, jailbird. Back to the cell with you!

*Mack drops to one knee. He drops to both. He appears limp, his full weight pressed forward against Raven. The ref yells, "Mack? MACK?" He gets no response. Raven yells, "RING THE BELL!" The ref, however, is going by protocol. He grabs Mack's arm. Raven rolls his eyes. He lifts Mack's arm once...it hits the mat. He lifts Mack's arm a second time...it hits the mat. He grabs it for that third and ultimate fall. He hoists it up. Raven yells, "Back to prison you go!" The ref releases Mack's arm...but it doesn't hit the mat!! The crowd goes wild!! Mack raises both hands and turns them into fists. He slams them into the mat repeatedly, firing up. Raven wrenches and yanks...trying to stop Mack's momentum...but it's unstoppable. The fans yell, "MACK! MACK! MACK!" Mack rises to his feet...he utilizes all his strength to hoist Raven into the air...it's a convoluted powerbomb looking position. He stumbles around, trying to find a place to drop Raven*

Rockwell: He'd better drop him quick...otherwise he may lose consciousness.

Hood: What is this shit? Seriously. Give it up, old timer!

*Mack stumbles forward and throws Raven down...over the top rope! Raven holds onto the lock...he brings Mack over the top rope with him! Both men tumble over to the top rope smashing onto the floor just outside the ring. The arena goes silent. It was a terrible fall. Our camera cuts to a shot of both men down and out. The ref looking down upon them from the ring. He throws his arms in the air, yelling, "ONE!"*

Rockwell: Holy smokes! What a fall! Both men could be seriously injured!

Hood: Stupid mother fucking Ace booked this dumbass match and now he's going to get the best wrestler in GCWA history injured. WAY TO GO, ACE.

*The ref yells, "TWO!" The fans scream for Mack...they lean over the barricade, yelling at the former champ to get up. But, he's not responding. Raven, also on his back, opens his eyes, staring into the lights. He remains on his back. "THREE!" Raven slowly sits up...as he does, he winces something fierce, reaching for his back, realizing he may have knocked around a few muscles, joints, and bones in that fall. But, he's the champ, so he fights through the pain. The ref yells, "FOUR!" Raven grabs the ring apron and pulls himself to his feet...he rolls into the ring. The ref looks at him, about to yell five. Raven nods, totally cool with a count out at this point. The ref yells, "FIVE!"*

Rockwell: If Mack O'Connor gets counted out, it'll all be over. His career. His life. His future.

Hood: Raven is not only going to retain his title but he's going to keep the GCWA locker room safe by sending that alcoholic delinquent back behind bars where he belongs.

Rockwell: C'mon, Mack! If there's anything left in that tank of yours...get up! This isn't just about a title! This is about your future...this is about avoiding prison!

Hood: Geezus. Journalism really is dead.

*The ref yells, "SIX!!" The fans scream! They throw stuff at Mack, trying to get his attention. Raven finds a seat against the bottom buckle across the ring, resting...watching. The ref yells "SEVEN!" Raven nods. A look of relief begins to wash across his bruised and battered face. "MACK! MACK! MACK!" the crowd yells, doing whatever they can to get the man up and moving. The ref yells "EIGHT!" It's just about over. The ref yells, "NINE!" Raven starts to smile. The ref extends ten fingers, hands pointed at the mat. He gets ready to throw them up when, suddenly, Mack's hand reaches up, grabbing the apron! The crowd goes wild. Mack pops up and rolls in under the bottom rope just before the count of ten!! He is feeling those good vibrations as the crowd is euphoric! Mack rises to one knee, gasping for air, wincing in pain...his body thrashed. He looks across the ring at Raven who is like, "Seriously?" Mack stumbles to his feet with both fists raised and yells, "C'mon!" Raven grabs the middle rope and pulls himself up, more than happy to oblige*

Rockwell: The fear of prison gave Mack his third...maybe fourth wind!

Hood: See how he's limping? You think that's his hip giving out or the gait of a man who has taken it up the ass several times?

Rockwell: I have no idea. I just know these two men are exhausted, beat up, and they are about to give it their all here in the home stretch to find out who deserves to be called the GCWA Champion.

*The two warriors meet in the middle of the ring to a rousing ovation. Mack throws a punch, Raven ducks! The GCWA Champion, while ducking, charges forward with his shoulder into Mack's abdomen, bullying O'Connor into a corner. The impact sends O'Connor head snapping back...his legs nearly give out due to the lightning pain shooting through his neck. Raven pops to his feet and leaps up with a high knee into Mack's jaw. Raven steps back and lunges forward with The F.Y.S. (Superkick)!!! Again, Mack's head snaps back...he stumbles forward, falling face first on the mat. The fans boo as Raven leans over the top rope, catching his breath. He throws his hands at the crowd as if to say they have no taste. Mack rolls onto his ass and looks up to find Raven stalking him. Mack slides back into a corner. Raven follows him, looking down upon Mack as his entire stable does the GCWA roster*

Rockwell: James Raven has been a step ahead of Mack this entire time. Aside from some opportunistic moments, Raven...as much as I hate to say it, has thwarted and bested Mack at every pivotal moment.

Hood: Finally. You're coming around. I think we can now see that James Raven is too good for Mack O'Connor.

Rockwell: I hate to say it, but you might be right.

*Raven lifts his leg up for a kick...but Mack ducks his head through the bottom and middle ropes. The ref steps in, forcing Raven back. Raven, a man who respects the rules, backs up. Mack gets to his knees and reaches into his pants. He removes an object...*

Rockwell: What is THAT?

Hood: Is that a pen? Is he going to sign over his entire state to Raven out of respect?

Rockwell: That's not a pen, Hood. THAT'S A SHANK.

Hood: Oh. Oh, no. LOOK OUT, JAMES

*Desperate, Mack is pulling out all the stops to avoid prison. He has the shank he fashioned within the walls of confinement in his hand...an emergency back up plan. He hides it in his right hand, crawling toward the middle of the ring. The ref steps aside. Raven moves toward Mack*

Rockwell: Oh my...I can't watch.

Hood: Geezus, let's get security out here! He's gonna try to kill the greatest wrestler that ever lived!

*Mack pops to his feet in front of James. He swings the shank...James manages to catch Mack's arm, dodging the sharp weapon. He spots it in Mack's hand and is like, "What the fuck is that?" He lifts a knee into Mack's elbow, jarring his arm. Mack drops the shank. Raven kicks it out of the ring, quickly...wanting that thing as far away as possible. Once it's outside the ring, he points it out to the ref*

Rockwell: I think Raven is shocked that Mack brought that into the ring and...well, tried to use it.

Hood: THAT'S ATTEMPTED HOMICIDE...SEND THIS FUCKER BACK TO JAIL.

Rockwell: I've honestly never seen anything like that in my life.

*Raven turns around, he's still a little surprised by what just happened. Mack kicks Raven in the crotch! Raven doubles over...Mack hits HOLLOW POINT! Raven staggers back into the ropes...he stumbles forward, Mack hooks both his arms, lifts him up, spins around and DRILLS him into the mat with Claymore!!! He hooks both legs...the ref slides in...1! 2! 3!!!!! The bell rings*

Rockwell: What the...

Hood: NOOOOOO

*The crowd goes wild!! Mack rolls off of Raven and reaches the ropes, pulling himself up*

Minos: Here is your winner...AND NEW GCWA CHAMPION...MACK O'CONNOR!!!