A REAL Battle Field - Redux
by Panjabe Ishboo
Aug. 19, 2006

(Editor's Note: This article appears in the Sept. 2006 issue of PWF Magazine.)

That's right! Panjabe T. Ishboo (the T stands for "Totally Awesome") is back in your lives with a mighty vengeance! Since my last missive, scandal has embroiled my promising, young life. A shocking medical test revealed my liver enzymes to be ... perfectly normal. Got you there, huh? Unfortunately, since this is the wrestling business, the fact that I passed a "medicine" test was taken as proof that I was on something, and, well, I've been in rehab ever since. Tragic times for Panjabe, to be sure. I am sure that Dominic Jones is responsible for this, particularly after my scathing blog-based insult of him, "Some People Are Not My Friends." He will pay for his ill-mannered treatment of my career and pay most dearly. Not all the cyborg/zombie Rob Van Dams in the world will be able to save him from me!

Long-time readers will surely recall that last year, the despicable Jones wrote a much-maligned (by me) article praising the upcoming Fall Battle Fields, putting forth the theory that it had the potential to be one of the PWF's biggest events of all-time. Was it? Of course not, because anything Dominic Jones says is automatically wrong. It did, however, win the Slammy for best show of the year, largely because it featured the co-match of the year between Mr. Perfect and Stevie Richards, as well as the spectacle that was the very first Battle Field match. This year, though? We're looking at a Fall Battle Fields show that could not only eclipse last year's show with the greatest of ease, but depending on how various events play out, could rank among the most exciting shows of all time. Just look at the star-studded lineup we've already been issued.

Usually, the concept of an Iron Man match makes you think of a technical masterpiece, almost a tribute to wrestling as a whole. More often than not, they are waged between two opponents who, even if they don't show it, respect each other deep down. Yup ... Iron Man matches usually suck. Luckily, we are in for no such debacle when Stone Cold Steve Austin and Excellence are locked in the ring with each other for sixty solid minutes of hell. Austin and Excellence spent several months at each others' throats last year, and although Excellence won their every encounter, fans still clamored for more, especially after they brawled to the backstage area in the main event of the first Recoil. Their paths would not cross again for nearly a year, when Excellence found himself on the outside of the Perfect Team looking in ... at Steve Austin. There are no titles on the line, but there's a lot more than just pride up for grabs here. After all, both men are scheduled to be a part of the Battle Field match, as well ... but after this war, will they be able to?

Few titles have been as sought-after in recent months as the PWF Intercontinental Championship. No less than three former World Champions have held it, and the current champion, the only two-time Intercontinental Champion Shane Douglas, is seen by most experts as a future World Champion, himself. And now, longtime competitor Mike Flynn, who once threw away the SCW Intercontinental Championship because he felt it was beneath him, is going for this prestigious belt. Victory against Shane Douglas is unlikely for him, but that's more of a testament to the skill of Douglas than any shortcomings in Flynn. After all, Douglas put forth one of the gutsiest performances of the year in the Recoil main event, and followed that up with a win over Excellence himself, showing that The Franchise is truly a man capable of rising to the occasion. Flynn, for all his accomplishments, has yet to establish himself as a man of the same ability.

Readers who also frequent the PWF's website already know that Mr. Perfect and Del Wilkes' third encounter is seen as possibly one of the most important matches of all time. Even Panjabe agrees with this. However, all the pundits and fans who are expecting a swift and decisive win for ol' TDP may in fact be sorely mistaken. Remember that at La Mala Sombra, where Del Wilkes seemingly dominated the bout and fended off the Perfect Team like an RVDborg, he was a surprise opponent. At Fall Battle Fields, there will be no more surprises. Mr. Perfect knows exactly who he is going to be facing and will have the time to be properly prepared. In the year 2006, a prepared Mr. Perfect is the most dangerous foe imaginable. Del Wilkes, and the rest of the world, will learn that at Fall Battle Fields. Whichever way this match goes, it will be one for the ages.

Of course, then we have the Battle Field itself. Thirty competitors thrown into a single ring, every man for himself, all vying for a shot at the PWF Championship at WrestleFest II. Chaotic doesn't even begin to describe last year's Battle Field, and this year promises to be just as insane, with Excellence, Taz, Raven, and the entire Perfect Team (minus Mr. Perfect) already announced as entrants. Panjabe thinks it's safe to say that turmoil may in fact be the name of the game when these men step into the ring with each other. And even this is just scratching the surface of the possibilities.

If you ask me, the PWF is about to become a "battle field" that no one match will be able to contain. Dangerous Del Wilkes steps out of the past and into the spotlight? Excellence gathers together some of the only wrestlers to ever give the Perfect Team a run for their money in the PWF, and goes to war with his former best friend? Taz, Raven, and Mike Flynn once again at each other's throats? We live in interesting times, my friends. What alliances are these men going to create? Let's face it: no one man alone can bring down Mr. Perfect, even if that man is Del Wilkes. Who will find themselves standing side-by-side with The Dark Patriot in the weeks and months to come?

Which brings me to a crazy, terrifying, and exciting thought. What if he's not alone?

Think about it. Think about the possibilities that question opens up. The power structure of the Professional Wrestling Federation could be split wide open, and we'll have the front row seats. Well, Panjabe is confined to the press box by that bastard Dominic Jones, who usurps my rightful place in the front row. But metaphorically speaking, we have the front row seats. As WrestleFest draws ever nearer, who knows what could happen? These men are going to be very desperate indeed in the Battle Field, and beyond.

Enjoy it.