by Scotty Szanto-Nicodemus
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I originally planned to open this recap with a bit about myself developing a gimmick where I would continually promise to recap the Pillman Memorial Event, but never pay-off.  I decided to scrap that because it’s just silly.  I’ll eventually get around to that tape, but today I am all about Jersey All Pro Wrestling.  Here’s how it all came about:

I ordered a bunch of tapes a couple of weeks ago, including two from JAPW (Jersey All-Pro Wrestling).  In addition to their most recent tape, I ordered one from Memorial Day last year.  When the tapes arrived however, what I got was the two most recent tapes.  I wasn’t pissed or anything (I was certainly disappointed, as I was planning to recap the Memorial Day show first), and when I emailed the guy at ModTrom Productions (JAPW’s distributor), he was super-professional about things, and even told me I could keep the wrong tape for no-charge and he got the correct tape sent out within a couple of days.  I’ve got much love for JAPW and ModTrom Productions, is what I’m saying!

So, now that I have an over-abundance of JAPW tapes, I am going to go ahead and do recaps for the two back-to-back shows that I have.  This one that I’m doing is Royal Consequences 2, and it is from 8/10/02.  It was taped at an outdoor event in Seaside Heights, NJ.  Then next I will do Actions Speak Louder Than Words, from 1/18/03 in Woodbridge, NJ…I’ve already watched a little bit of that tape, but not the main event Title Match between Balls Mahoney and Homicide.

I can’t tell you right now when I’ll get around to finally finishing the Pillman show.  I still haven’t watched any more of it yet, and by the time I finish doing this tape and then the next one in 2-3 weeks, I will have ordered some more tapes by then (Baby’s letting me order a couple for my birthday, too!).  Without beating around the bush, I’m trying to say that in the next month I am again going to have another over-abundance of tapes, and as long as I’ve got new stuff to watch I probably won’t be checking-out the shows I’ve already seen.  I only half mean to sound apologetic.

Someone say, “Shut up and get on with it!”  Thank you.

JAPW Royal Consequences 2
8/10/02, Seaside Heights, NJ

The tape starts with several images of JAPW talent (as well as Larry Zbysco) giving props to ModTrom video…Zbysco goes so far as to call ModTrom his favorite video production company.  Homicide calls them “the stiffest video company in all the industry.”  Well, OK.

The event itself begins with The Bald Guy, who is interviewing Steve Corino.  This footage is from JAPW’s Hard Hitting TV.  Corino declares that tonight he will be crowned the one true king.  The Bald Guy is really excited for this match, he tells us.

The ring announcer asks everyone to stand for the National Anthem, but just a few bars into the song it is interrupted and replaced by some sort of Middle-Eastern chanting as The Sheik makes his way to the ring on crutches.  He badmouths the good ol’ U.S. of A. (and Jersey in particular), and says that in his quest to destroy America he has recruited Striker, who is winless thus far in JAPW.  Striker makes his way to the ring and tells the Sheik that he loves America (and Seaside Heights…oh, he is SOOO turning heel).  Striker finishes by saying that he will never join the Sheik.  One punch and the Sheik bails to ringside.  Play Jay Lethal’s music!

Striker v. Jay Lethal

Lethal has a word or two with the Sheik on his way to the ring.  Striker is from Paintside, NY and he makes the Snuka “I Love You” sign.  Lethal hails from Elizabeth, NJ.  Neither man receives any heel heat, and they shake hands to begin.  The match begins slowly as the announcers discuss the later matches on the card.  Test of Strength, and Striker bridges backwards, and then comes back up.  Into the ropes and Lethal goes for a Dropkick, but Striker holds on to the ropes.  A couple of reverses later, and they run the ropes.  Lethal stops, turns and delivers a HUGE Clothesline to Striker as he comes off the near ropes!  Flying Headbutt from the top…1, 2, no.  The Sheik has returned to ringside as Striker takes control of the match.  A Neckbreaker from Striker gets two.  Striker gives a “thumbs up” to the crowd so that they’ll be surprised when he double-crosses them later, and the match continues.  Into the corner, and Striker comes out with a Bulldog.  He doesn’t go for the pin, and he pays for it as Lethal reverses whatever he was going for and turns it into a Surfboard.  Striker is able to make it to the ropes, just as Skinhead Ivan comes to the ring and climbs onto the apron, distracting the referee as the Sheik enters the ring from the other side.  Both men are up at this point, and the Sheik shoves Striker out of the way, telling Lethal to attack him.  Striker and Lethal grab the Sheik, and turn to the crowd for approval to knock him out.  When they both swing…Striker blocks Lethal’s punch and then takes him out with The Play o’ the Day (that’s what Elix Skipper calls it, anyway).  He wraps Lethal up in a Headscissors/Double Chickenwing submission move that he calls the Happy Monkey, and Striker scores his first victory in JAPW!  The Sheik and Skinhead Ivan are pleased, as Striker continues the beatdown on Lethal.  Striker bows before the Sheik as the fans chant “You Sold Out!”  He puts on the Sheik’s headgear and cuts a Sabu pose before the replays begin.  A short and enjoyable match to start things off.

The Shaolin Wrecking Crew v. The Dirty Rotten Scoundrels
Your token Samoan Tag Team is the Shaolin Wrecking Crew.  The Dirty Rotten Scoundrels are just a kind of non-descript team in matching full-body outfits with “DRS” written across the front.  The Locker Room link on the JAPW website wasn’t working when I went there a few days ago, so let’s see if I can figure-out who is who before the end of the match!  OK, the Shaolins consist of Suma and Magic (neither of whom have the stereotypical appearance of Samoans, so maybe they’re just big), and they come to the ring wearing oversized red t-shirts without logos.  How odd to see a shirt without a logo on it in a pro wrasslin’ ring!  DRS are E.C. Negro and K.C. Blade, and they can’t stand it when the crowd chants for the SWC.  K.C. Blade starts with Suma by slapping him in the face disrespectfully.  When Blade turns his back taunting the crowd, Suma does the slap-his-own-head spot and attacks as Blade turns back to the match.  Blade drops-down however, and using the Suma’s tights he is able to execute a Standing Drop Toehold, sending Suma into the middle turnbuckle.  Blade is able to lure Magic into the ring by taunting him, and as the ref is distracted Negro and Blade work-over Suma in the corner.  Blade brings him out, but Suma reverses an Irish Whip, sending Blade into the ropes.  Blade ducks two Clotheslines, but can’t avoid the third.  Blade is stunned, and when he finally gets to his feet near the ropes, Suma Clotheslines him over the top and out to the floor.  Did I miss the first five minutes of this match or something?  Where’s the Side Headlock, or the Greco-Roman Test o’ Strength?  These guys are so clearly right in the middle of a match.  Back to the action as Blade tries to sneak into the ring while Suma is distracted by the fans, but Magic has his back and Blade does the Sneak-Up-Behind-You-Then-Stumble-Backwards-Into-The-Corner spot.  Negro tags in, but he doesn’t want Suma, he wants Magic.  The Shaolins are happy to oblige, and we are underway again.  Negro lands a few right hands before hitting a Deep Armdrag, at which point he taunts the crowd, displaying his superiority over the fallen Magic, who is back up quickly.  Negro telegraphs the Armdrag this time, and Magic turns it into a Single-Arm Powerbomb.  Suma tags in, they take-out Blade on the apron, and when Negro makes it to his feet they sandwich him with Stereo Vader-like Splashes in the middle of the ring.  Blade climbs to the top and comes off with a big Crossbody, but the SWC step out of the way and Blade lands a rather nice Frogsplash onto his partner!  Suma goes for the first pinfall on Blade, but Negro breaks it up.  Negro takes control briefly, but Suma ends that with a BIG Spinebuster.  Magic tags in, and when Blade attempts to sneak up behind him, Magic again turns around in time.  Negro makes use of the distraction however, pulling Magic backwards into a combination Backdrop/Shoulderbreaker.  The announcers wonder if Magic might have some permanent damage from that move as Blade tags-in.  Blade entertains me by putting his arm across the face when he goes for the pinfall (ala Lord Steven Regal).  The DRS are in and out of the ring quickly with rapid tags, and I’ve lost track of who is the legal man.  It doesn’t matter much, as they double-team Magic, with Blade locking in a Crippler Crossface, and Negro grabbing the opposite leg and synching in an STF.  That’s pretty sweet, but it doesn’t last long as the ref makes them break it up.  Blade was the legal man, apparently, and he tags Negro in.  Uh oh, Blade is holding Magic for Negro to Clothesline him and, you guessed it, Magic steps aside and Negro takes out his own partner!  Clothesline from Magic, and Suma tags in.  He’s not exactly a’fire, but he is taking on both Scoundrels with several punches to the head.  He goes for a Double Headbut, but the DRS attack with Stereo Rakes o’ the Eyes.  They foolishly go for the Stereo Headbutts, but you can’t Headbutt a Samoan!!  They stagger into the corners as Magic makes his way into the ring.  Big Standing Splash into each corner, up to the second ropes coming off with a Big Splash from each corner.  That gets the 1, 2, 3, on both members of the DRS, as the ref even counts with both of his arms.  Another short match, and the Shaolins really had a limited set of moves that they used, but the DRS are an entertaining Arrogant-but-Cowardly heel tag team.  There wasn’t anything wrong with what they did in the match, it’s just that it was short and slow, so it felt like they could’ve done so much more.  The beatdown on the DRS continues after the match, as they are stacked on top of one another in the corner, and Suma comes off the second rope with another Splash onto them as some sinister music plays (the announcers don’t recognize who’s music it is, but think of a theme song along the lines of The New Church, or Zombie-Undertaker.  We scan the crowd, and someone appears to be wearing a University of Wisconsin cap!  Go Badgers!!  The music turns to sounds of sirens, and the announcers figure out who it is just as Da Hit Squad rush the ring with a pair of steel chairs.  They take out the Shaolins, and then help the Scoundrels to their feet.  In true Hit Squad style, they raise the hands of the DRS, and then pull them into a pair of Short Arm Clotheslines.  Their manager talks trash as they hold Blade for a Chairshot that cracks the seat of the chair…which is actually plastic not steel, but it’s an impressive sight nonetheless.  DHS then stack their chairs in the center of the ring, and Mafia hits a Death Valley Driver on Negro onto the chairs.  They stretch Blade in the middle of the ring, and Mafia comes off the top with a big Frogsplash.  The DRS are finally rolled out of the ring as Monsta Mac gets on the stick!  He goes for some cheap heat by badmouthing the Seaside Heights Boardwalk, but doesn’t get the response he was looking for…unless he was looking for muted confusion.  After all, first they were heels by attacking the faces, and then they turned face when they attacked the heels, and now they’re cutting a heel promo.  Last time they were in Seaside Heights they lost their titles thanks to interference from Bam Bam Bigelow.  They add stipulations to the Tag-Titles 3-Way Dance…it is now a No-Rules, No-DQ, Falls Count Anywhere, Tables-Ladders-n-n-Chairs Match.  Play their music, and we are out.

Promo from Hard Hitting TV with Jerry “The King” Lawler, who, through a series of hilarious circumstances, winds-up assaulting the kid at the merchandise stand because they don’t have any of his action figures available.  After all, The King is just an announcer.

Ghost Shadow (champ) v. Eddie Thomas v. Rainchild in a 3 Way Dance for the JAPW Television Title
“Explosive” Eddie Thomas is out first, and this is his first-ever shot at JAPW gold.  Ghost Shadow is the defending champ, and he hails from “the lower east side”.  We start things with an Indy Handshake between Thomas and Rainchild, but when Rainchild turns to Ghost Shadow he gets a boot instead of a handshake.  Shadow is the proverbial house a’fire, and quickly clears the ring.  He follows them out, and hits a Springboard Corkscrew Plancha…he missed the springboard the first time, and the crowd gets on him with a “You Fucked Up” chant.  I don’t know, I think it’d be more appropriate to aim that chant at whoever is planning these matches and keeps starting every match five-minutes in!  Honestly, there was a Shoulder Tackle, an Armdrag, a Backbreaker, and a Dropkick to set-up the high spot from the ring apron…and those four moves were divided between two men during the first 30 seconds!  I don’t want to get off on a tangent, but the WWF(E) is responsible for matches being sculpted that way…and considering that Shadow fucked-up the springboard, the other guys had a hard time staggering outside the ring realistically.  I try not to be a snobby wrasslin’ purist, but there just needs to be a feeling-out process.  They can’t be expected to start every match at 100 mph.  As we (finally) go back to the ring, Shadow is isolated in the ring against Explosive Eddie Thomas, and he gets a couple of nearfalls before Rainchild comes in and sends Shadow into the ropes.  Thomas surprises Shadow with a Dropkick, sending him to the floor.  Irish Whip on Rainchild, who ducks a Clothesline and then leaps over the ropes with a Pescado onto Shadow on the floor!  One 14 (or so) year old boy can be heard chanting “Holy Shit!”  Unfortunately for that kid, nobody else joins in…hey kid, I would’ve chanted with you if I had been there!  Thomas goes into the corner and springboards out with a Plancha of his own, taking out both competitors.  Thomas back into the ring against Ghost Shadow, but Shadow gets a reversal and hits a wicked looking Stunner.  1, 2, broken-up by Rainchild, who gets a Stunner on Shadow.  1, 2, broken-up by Thomas.  At this point Rainchild and Thomas begin to work together against the champ, even coming off the top from opposite corners simultaneously…Rainchild with a Legdrop, and Thomas with a Frogsplash.  Thomas is in position to get the 3-count, but Rainchild pulls him off and goes for a cover also, only to be pulled off by Thomas (first pinfall wins, this is not an elimination match).  So much for teamwork from the two of them, as they begin to trade punches in the middle of the ring.  Shadow sneaks to the top turnbuckle, and comes off with a Dropkick for each of them, sending them both to the floor.  I forgot to mention that the tag-team partners of both Rainchild and Eddie Thomas are at ringside, and each partner attacks their partner’s opponent, and they brawl at ringside.  Tony Lazaro and Rainchild fight into the crowd next to a production truck (which Rainchild meets with his forehead).  Ghost Shadow comes after them, attacking Lazaro, and when Thomas and Rainchild’s partner make it to the area, we see that Rainchild has climbed to the top of the truck’s cargo area!  He positions himself, and comes off with a beautiful Corkscrew Senton, taking-out all four of the other men.  The fact that this event was outside added to the drama, because when Rainchild was on top of the truck, the setting sun was in the background and we saw his silhouette moving into position…the sort of thing that you usually get from movies, but is generally unavailable from your wrasslin’ product.  Kudos to Rainchild, and also to ModTrom for the great visual.  Rainchild drags Eddie Thomas back to the ring, and goes for a Shooting Star Press, but Thomas rolls out of the way.  Ghost Shadow has made it back to the ring just in time to break-up the pin attempt after Thomas lands a Tornado Bulldog on Rainchild.  Shadow takes control, whipping Thomas into the corner, and then connecting with a Standing Shining Wizard that leaves Thomas on Dream Street.  Shadow sets Thomas up for what I assume is his finisher, some sort of modified Full Cradle Suplex.  Rainchild takes over before the announcers can enlighten me, and we are back to the action.  Shadow hits a Tornado DDT out of nowhere, and quickly rolls Rainchild up for the 1, 2, 3.  Ghost Shadow retains, and he takes out both Thomas and his partner Lazaro at ringside before we get replays.

Slyk Wagner Brown w/April Hunter v. “Lightning” Mike Quackenbush
Brown comes to the ring to a DMX song, and I feel embarrassed to publicly admit that I know that.  Brown is also doing the KoKo B. Ware gimmick, or as I like to think of it as the “Chilly Willy 2000 gimmick”…a black man with blond hair.  They stun me by beginning the match with a Collar-n-Elbow Tie-Up.  Brown ends the feeling-out process with an elbow to the mush in the corner.  When Quackenbush hits a reversal and connects with a Deep Armdrag, Brown bails-out to ringside, and when Quack goes for a Baseball Slide Dropkick, Brown sidesteps and gets back in the ring, where he indicates how intelligent he is to the fans by pointing to his head.  Quack sneaks up from behind him and hits a Dropkick to the back of the head.  That was enough to send Brown out to the other side of the ring, and Quack follows him out with a Pescado…the addition of just a minute and a-half worth of “feeling out” at the beginning of the match helped this move to be so much more effective than the last match.  April Hunter gets involved when we go back to the ring, leaping from the top turnbuckle with a dropkick onto Quackenbush, as he is whipped into the corner by Brown.  That was a nice double-team move, but it happened RIGHT in front of the ref, so I am waiting for the announcers to tell me that this is a No-DQ match.  Still waiting…  Of course they completely ignore the referee’s selective blindness, and the match continues.  Brown gets a 2-count.  Brown is fully in control as the announcers ponder his chances of ever winning a match without Hunter’s interference.  A BIG Clothesline sends Quackenbush down, and Brown locks in a Surfboard.  April Hunter comes into the ring again, and comes off the ropes with a Bulldog onto Quack from the Surfboard position.  This was also right in front of the referee, and this time the announcers (one of them, at least) is incensed, asking why Slyk Wagner Brown is not being disqualified for Hunter’s actions.  Hunter tells Brown to take it home, and he sets Quack up in the corner.  He goes for a Press Slam, but Quackenbush rolls through, comes up immediately with a Roll-Up for two, and then hits a nice Snap DDT.  1, 2, no.  Quack questions the ref’s count, but doesn’t become distracted, and comes off the top rope with a Springboard Double-Stomp to the gut.  That gets two…thankfully, because if it ain’t through a table a’la Tajiri in ECW, the Double Stomp should never be used as a finisher!!  I learned that from watching Kevin Sullivan matches!  Quackenbush climbs the turnbuckles, but Hunter grabs his leg, allowing Brown to get in position to bring him out with a gigantic Pancake slam that starts out in the Razor’s Edge position.  1, 2, 3.  Brown gets the win, and I smell a No-DQ match, or a Cage Match in the future for these guys.  Quackenbush will practically have to demand a rematch that will nullify Hunter’s interference.

Striker v. Tough Enough 2’s Pete
On a card that has people using ring names like Ghost Shadow, Rainchild, and Skinhead Ivan, we get an intro for “This is Pete!”  He gets on the stick and tells us that he’s been in JAPW twice since leaving TE, and he’s gotten his ass kicked both times.  He takes a big risk by challenging anyone from the back to come out and face him.  The Sheik leads Striker to the ring, and I guess they are serious about Striker’s push!  Striker has changed his ring attire too, it should be pointed out.  He is no longer wearing traditional wrasslin’ tights, but is basically dressed just like Sabu.  Pete goes after the Sheik, which gives Striker the chance to attack from behind.  Pete retaliates with a few right hands, and an Arm Drag sends Striker into the corner, where he begs for a time-out.  Pete will have none of that, and we go into the opposite corner, where Pete rams Striker’s head into the top turnbuckle ten times.  Striker does a fairly amusing version of the Flair Flop, that I guess we will have to dub the Striker Flop…when Pete reached ten times in the turnbuckle, he released and backed-up to the center of the ring, meanwhile Striker continued to pound his head into the top turnbuckle a couple more times (as if Pete was still doing it), then fell to his knees striking his head on the middle turnbuckle, which sent him staggering backwards on his feet; he raised an arm into the air as he fell backwards to the mat.  Pete on top…1, 2, the Sheik breaks-up the pin.  The Sheik comes into the ring, and Pete gives them both a Double Headbutt, sending the Sheik back out of the ring while Striker staggers in a circle around the ring.  Pete with some showboating before going for a big right hand, which is enough of a distraction for Striker to connect with a low blow.  One Stunner later, and Striker locks in the Happy Monkey for the submission victory.  After a brief beatdown, which includes a shot to the crotch with the Sheik’s crutch, Striker gets on the mic!  He says (in a thick accent) that some of the boys in the back are wondering why he is suddenly talking with an Arabian accent.  They ask him if he’s been smoking some of that Moroccan hash, to which he replies, “yeah!”  Now that got a pop from the crowd!

We get a promo from earlier today with Pimp Train, and I can barely understand his message for Skinhead Ivan, but it involves money, hos, and bling-bling.

Skinhead Ivan v. Pimp Train in a Seaside Street Fight
Ivan is accompanied to the ring by the Sheik, and when he gets on the stick the crowd pays no attention, choosing instead to holler “What?” at random times during his promo.  Pimp Train makes his way to the ring, and he wants a dance contest.  They hit his music and he proceeds to get down.  Afterward the crowd chants “Dance, Dance, Dance” at Skinhead Ivan.  They play some music and he commences to do his very best to embarrass himself.  He’s not exactly the worst dancer in the world, but it is rather pathetic.  Pimp Train asks for his music again, and when he turns towards the crowd to gyrate some more, Ivan attacks from behind.  Train misses a Dropkick in the middle of the ring, and Ivan quickly climbs to the top turnbuckle and comes off with a big Elbowdrop for two.  They run the ropes, Train ducks a Clothesline, another, then comes off with a Flying Crossbody.  Ivan kicks out after two.  Train connects with a Dropkick this time, and another sends Ivan to the outside.  Train follows him out, and whips him into the barricade.  He goes for another move, but Ivan Back Bodydrops him onto the concrete!  The announcers remind us that this is a Streetfight, meaning that the pinfall can happen anywhere on the boardwalk…I’m betting that the pin occurs in the ring though, if for no other reason than the fact that it is dark on the boardwalk at this point, and they have a bit of trouble properly lighting stuff that happens outside the ring.  Now, almost as if the bookers had read this recap before booking the match, they go back into the ring.  Train takes-over, but when he goes for a Big Boot, Ivan drops down and hits a Legsweep.  That was nice.  Ivan asks for a chair from the crowd.  He connects with a few chairshots before sending Train into the corner.  Ivan goes for the Broncobuster, but Train moves out of the way.  Ivan sent into the opposite corner, and Train brings him out with a Monkey Flip.  Back into the corner for what the announcers refer to as the “Classic Count-Along” (meaning punches, I guess slamming the head into the turnbuckle like Pete did would be the “New School Count-Along”).  After reaching ten, Train starts to go for another count-along, but Ivan wriggles free and hits Train with a Clothesline that sends him over the ropes and into the barricade.  Pimp Train starts to Hulk-up as we come back into the ring, and he sends Ivan down with a shoulder to the gut, then comes off the second rope with an Elbowdrop that he calls the Suzy Q.  Skinhead Ivan ducks a Clothesline and connects with a Side Russian Legsweep.  1, 2, foot on the ropes for leverage, 3!  Ivan gets the win, and after the match he offers his hand to Pimp Train, then waffles him with a gas mask, sending Train into convulsions (if we are supposed to assume that it was “laced” with something like anthrax, the announcers don’t mention it, so let’s just assume that Train is over-selling).  Da Hit Squad makes the save.  After chasing Ivan off, Train says to hit his music so that they can dance.  DHS seem less than amused, and eventually attack Pimp Train while their manager Johnny D gyrates mockingly.  DHS strip Pimp Train of his clothes, leaving him lying in the ring in his boots and jockey shorts!

Dixie (champ) v. Azreal for the JAPW Light-Heavyweight Title
Now that the sun is down, I have a hard time recognizing the guys as they come out of the back because there isn’t a spotlight on the entryway.  Azreal is announced from South of Heaven, and he is wearing a bandana with horns attached to the forehead…I guess he’s going to wrassle the whole match like that!  Dixie is the only competitor to ever hold three of JAPW’s title belts simultaneously.  The announcers don’t get into it, but I am guessing that he was Tag, TV, and Light-Heavyweight champs all at the same time…the Light-Heavyweight title is the last belt that he still holds from that reign.  Lock-up, but Dixie isn’t ready yet, he is jaw jacking with the fans.  Each time that they start to chant “Azreal”, he climbs the turnbuckles and tells them, “It’s Dixie!”  They finally lock-up, and Dixie bails outside.  He grabs his belt and can be heard saying that he’s going home.  The ref starts to count, but Azreal realizes that a count-out victory doesn’t do him much good and chases Dixie to the back.  They come back out with Azreal dragging Dixie, and smashing him in the face with the title belt repeatedly!  Back into the ring, where Dixie turns the momentum with a low blow.  He even grabs Azreal’s horns instead of his hair!  That’s kinda funny.  Azreal gets to the ropes, but Dixie’s valet Valentina meets him there with a slap to the face!  Azreal is able to reverse a whip into the ropes, and after a kick to the gut hits a nice Snap Northern Lights Suplex !!  He rolls through and locks in a Fugiwara Arm Bar.  Dixie is able to get his foot on the bottom rope to break the hold.  Azreal stays all over the left arm, and at one point Dixie can be heard yelling, “Oh god, that hurts!”  Azreal charges Dixie in the corner, but gets lifted up onto the turnbuckles.  When he attempts to come off with a Flying Crossbody, Dixie is ready for him and connects with a Dropkick to the gut.  He wastes time taunting the fans, and only gets a two-count.  Snap Suplex by Dixie, roll through for another, rolling through again, but instead of another suplex, he turns the third into a Hangman’s Noose Neckbreaker.  Arrogant cover gets only two, as Azreal is able to connect with a kick to the face when he kicks out.  Azreal is all over the left arm, but Dixie bails to the outside.  When Dixie stops to badger the fans at ringside, Azreal climbs to the top and leaping over the ringpost, hits a Suicide Plancha onto Dixie (on the concrete) in the entryway!  Wow.  “Holy Shit!  Holy Shit!”  Indeed!  Back into the ring, and Dixie is obviously on dream street, and Azreal positions him in the middle of the ring, coming off the top with a Frogsplash that elicits a small “RVD” chant.  Azreal doesn’t make the cover right away, and when he finally does, Dixie kicks out at two and seven-eighths.  Valentina distracts Azreal briefly, which was all the opportunity Dixie needed to avoid a second Frogsplash.  Dixie goes for his finisher, the Dixie Drop (similar to Nova’s finisher), but Azreal rolls through and gets a two-count.  Azreal tries for a roll-up out of the corner, but Dixie turns it into a wicked Spinebuster!  Both men up, Azreal ducks a Clothesline, Dixie ducks a Kick, but then Azreal can’t avoid a Short-Arm Clothesline and that gets the controversial 1, 2, 3.  Dixie retains, but it appeared that Azreal got a shoulder up in time, and the announcers drove that point home, so don’t be surprised if you see me recapping a rematch between these guys in the near future.

Backstage promo with Jerry Lawler, who debates the idea that he is just a Broadcast Journalist.  He says that he is broadcasting on Monday nights, but every other night of the week he is out beating people up.  I wouldn’t advise anyone but the most die-hard Lawler fan to buy this tape just to see this promo, but it is definitely the most entertaining that I have found Jerry Lawler in a long, long time.

Jerry “The King” Lawler v. “The King of Old School” Steve Corino
The announcers continue to stress the fact that Corino competes regularly in Japan, but Lawler is mainly just a broadcaster.  I guess they didn’t get to see Lawler’s promo!  The King takes his time getting to the ring, shaking hands and kissing babies.  We are told that Lawler held the Memphis Heavyweight Title an amazing 38 times!  That info is countered with putting Corino over as having held “what many people consider to be the greatest World Heavyweight Championship,” the NWA World Title…they also mention his reign as ECW World Champion.  Corino has the mic!  Hilarity ensues when Corino says, “It ain’t Monday night, and this ain’t TNN,” and someone in the crowd replies, “at least he’s on TV!”  Ouch.  That stopped Corino in his tracks!  He recovers well though, saying that he draws millions of people to watch Pro Wrasslin’ on Japan TV, not Sports Entertainment.  Corino tells Lawler that Andy Kaufman was his hero, and tonight he is going to get revenge for the deceased comedian, and he says that he is going to beat Lawler with his own Piledriver.  Lawler gets some equal time on the mic, but this promo is not nearly as entertaining as Corino’s so let’s get the match started.  They do the tie-up, clean break spot…Lawler gives us a clean break the first time, but Corino doesn’t, and so Lawler doesn’t the next time.  Whip into the ropes, but Corino telegraphs the Back Bodydrop, and gets a right hand to the jaw.  Single Greco Roman Knuckle Lock, and Lawler nails him right in the nose with a left hand.  They tie-up in the corner, and Lawler again connects with some stiff punches, causing Corino to bail to the outside.  Corino comes back in, but gets caught in a Slam by Lawler, who then comes off the turnbuckles with a Flying Fist.  Two-count only, and as they circle, Corino can be seen getting something from his knee pad.  Again with the Single-Arm Test o’ Strength, and Corino nails him with a loaded right hand.  As they go for another Test o’ Strength, the ringside camera zooms in on Corino’s loaded fist.  The ref repeatedly checks Corino’s tights and hands…each time Corino quickly transfers the object to another hiding place.  That’s good stuff.  When the fans at ringside distract the ref, Corino unwraps the tape around one of his wrists and begins to choke Lawler with it.  The ref finally catches on and forces the King o’ Old School to break the hold.  Corino can only get a two-count, and appears to be getting frustrated.  Figure Four in the middle of the ring, and Corino even positions himself to use the ropes for leverage.  The ref finally spots the cheating and forces Corino to break the hold.  Corino continues to work-over the left leg, which doesn’t make a lot of sense if he plans on using a Piledriver for his finisher!  He goes for another Figure Four, but Lawler catches him with a right hand.  Several rights and lefts later, and Corino is on wobbly legs.  Lawler goes for the Flying Fist again, but Corino rolls out of the way.  Corino is up quickly and executes the Piledriver, but they are too close to the ropes, and Lawler is able to get a foot on the ropes at two and a-half.  Corino thinks that he has won, of course, and begins to celebrate.  By the time the ref has explained what happened to him, Lawler is back to his feet.  A couple of punches and kicks later, and Lawler connects with a Piledriver of his own for the 1, 2, 3.  I’ll be generous and call the pace of this match “methodical” and leave it at that.

Hard Hitting TV footage from earlier in the day helps to set-up the main event tag match.  Here’s the way it goes down: Insane Dragon was once tag champs with Dixie.  When they broke-up, Dragon began to tag with Deranged.  In some kind of scramble match at the previous JAPW event, Dragon and Jay Briscoe each scored a pinfall against Da Hit Squad, and that is how the belts wound up around the waists of two guys that have never teamed together before.  So apparently Dragon and Deranged are still partners, but because of the situation with the belts, each of them is forced to team with one of the Briscoe Brothers.  In this promo, Dragon was walking backstage, where he spotted Deranged (his partner) talking with Dixie (his first partner and sworn enemy).  So the announcers want to know what Dixie and Deranged could have in the works.

Da Hit Squad v. Jay Briscoe/Insane Dragon vs Deranged/Mark Briscoe in a Tables Ladders and Chairs Match.

DHS comes to the ring first, and pull several weapons from under the ring.  So we have partner v. partner, brother v. brother, and they are all pitted against the hardest hitting tag team in JAPW.  DHS attack Mark and Deranged on their way to the ring, and all hell breaks loose!  All six men battle outside the ring, and eventually Dragon and Mark Briscoe make it in the ring against Monsta Mac.  They hit him with a few double-team moves before realizing that they aren’t partners and attack one another!  Deranged leaps from the apron and hits a Tornado DDT on Mafia ringside!  They’re having a hell of a time catching all of the action in this one, with three guys battling inside the ring, and three outside.  Mark and Deranged are the first to introduce the ladder into the match, tossing it in the ring to Jay and Monsta Mac, then springboarding in with Stereo Dropkicks to the ladder.  Dragon climbs to the top and hits a leaping Senton Splash onto the ladder, which was on his tag team partner, as well as Monsta Mac!  I have a feeling that this match is going to be all about dissention between the teams!  Mark sets the ladder up in the corner, but when he attempts to whip Mafia into the ladder, Mafia stops short, then hits an Overhead Release Suplex onto the ladder.  Dragon and Deranged are back up, and they begin to slug it out (they’re actually partners, remember), until Jay and Mafia break that up.  Mafia with a fantastic T-Bone Suplex on Insane Dragon while Monsta Mac and Mark Briscoe battle outside the ring.  Mafia follows-up with another T-Bone Suplex, this one from the middle turnbuckle, then follows that up with another T-Bone onto the ladder.  Insane Dragon is completely lifeless on the mat.  Jay attacks Mafia with a chair, however, and gets two against the DHS member.  Monsta Mac comes in the ring against Jay, who runs the ropes and connects with a Clothesline.  1, 2, broken-up by Mark.  Jay argues with his brother about breaking-up the pin, but Mark makes the “it’s all about the belt” hand signal, and finally we have brother against brother in the middle of the ring.  Whip into the ropes, and Mark comes off with a Spinning Heal Kick.  That is followed-up by a Piledriver and a Springboard Frogsplash as Monsta Mac is at ringside tossing tables and chairs into the ring indiscriminately.  Mark sets the ladder up in the middle of the ring, but Monsta Mac stops him from climbing up.  A train wreck ensues, as Mac has Mark set-up for a Powerbomb from the ladder through a table in the ring, but Jay climbs the other side of the ladder and performs a Sunset Flip over his brother and all three men come crashing through the table, and the ladder follows them down.  Jesus, I just hope nobody was hurt!  As those three roll out of the ring, we are left with Mafia, Deranged and Insane Dragon.  Deranged sets-up and hits his own version of Amazing Red’s Code Red, which he calls The Mad Scientist.  Dragon whips Mafia into a table in the corner, but only gets two.  Mafia and Dragon are isolated in the ring, and Mafia lifts him up into his finisher, a Death Valley Driver (I didn’t catch what they call it).  1, 2, Dragon kicks out!  Monsta Mac comes into the ring, starts calling for chairs, and we get an ECW-like scene as at least a dozen or more fans toss their chairs into the ring.  They pile all of the chairs, along with the remnants of two tables in the middle of the ring.  DVD on Dragon onto the tables-n-chairs…1, 2, 3!  Da Hit Squad are victorious, becoming the first-ever Five-Time JAPW Tag Team Champions.

Backstage, Da Hit Squad dedicate their win to Russ Haas, whom they say is always with them.  They also declare that the Briscoe Brothers are the number-one team in the Indies, which I would probably agree with, and props to DHS for saying so.  Next we get some replays of the main event, including the wicked final bump.

The Bald Guy is backstage with a sit-down interview with Da Hit Squad.  Monsta Mac says that they are not going to come out and say that they hate everyone, and they hate the fans…but they came out tonight with a purpose, to regain their belts.  Mafia has a few words as well, including a shout-out to ModTrom Productions, and after some closing words from the Bald Guy, we are out.  Or are we?  The announcers have a few closing comments as the ring is getting broken-down in the background.

The tape closes with some allegedly amusing footage of people walking along the boardwalk and tripping on a loose board.

…Actually, we get more replays before finally getting the credits and the tape ends at just over three hours.

I’ve seen a few JAPW matches on some “Best Of” tapes that I’ve gotten from RF Video, but this was my first full show that I’ve seen from them, and obviously my first time doing business with ModTrom Productions.  All in all, I liked what I saw.  Considering that I didn’t choose this tape because I didn’t know enough of the names, I’d say that I was pleasantly surprised.  That of course leaves me excited to check out the tapes that I actually did pick because they were loaded with big names that I recognized!  I would definitely recommend Royal Consequences 2, as it was a solid show from top to bottom, with some intriguing stories woven into some of the matches (especially so the main event).  Next I’ll be recapping the next JAPW show that I have, Actions Speak Louder Than Words, and since the shows are back-to-back I am going to try and get it done in one week instead of two, but I’m not making any promises now.

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