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You Will Bow To Me
(Editor's Note: This article is a ThePWF.com Exclusive.)
So, did Panjabe call it, or did Panjabe call it?
The Perfect Team is lost and gone forever. Excellence is retired. Mr. Perfect and Chris Jericho are no more. Rated R once again rose from the ashes, only to be just as underwhelming as they were in 2005. James Ace has become the living definition of the word "has-been." VCW is in the hands of Christian and Mike Flynn. Shane Douglas has fallen so far so quickly that even Panjabe was left in amazement. Raven has emerged as perhaps the most consistent competitor on the roster.
That's right, bitches! Panjabe T. Ishboo (the T stands for "Totally Awesome"), boffo dude, internet sensation, and now PSYCHIC TO THE STARS is looking much like a prophet right about now. Not The Prophet ... Panjabe would never hide his face from the adoring eyes of the lady-fans around the world. Today, here on ThePWF.com, I am telling you people that I was right, right, right, right, right! The Professional Wrestling Federation, just as I said, has become a "battle field" that no one match was able to contain!
As WrestleFest approached, alliances quickly began to take form. Excellence, James Ace, and Del Wilkes relaunched Rated R. The Perfect Team signed Taz to be its enforcer. Triple H joined up with VCW. And Raven brought in Randy Savage. The beauty of the whole thing, of course, was that all of these men had nothing but contempt for each other. Rated R hated the PT, Excellence hated Flynn, Triple H hated Excellence, Ace hated Raven, Taz hated Flynn and Excellence ... and, well, Raven hated everyone. The stage was set for one of the biggest wars of all time.
On Nov. 1, 2006, in the Pontiac Silverdome, all of these conflicting forces exploded. In the Wild Card
match between Mr. Perfect and Excellence, somehow Excellence pulled Taz, Flynn, and Raven to his side, while he was abandoned and betrayed by Wilkes and Ace (oh, sorry, "Shadow Master"). It was one of the wildest scenarios imaginable. Nobody could have predicted such a chaotic scene. Nobody, that is, except for Panjabe Ishboo. Because in the aftermath of that match, in the blink of an eye, Excellence, Perfect, and Chris Jericho all departed the world of professional wrestling. The power structure of the PWF, as I myself wrote, had been split wide open.
Eat it, Dominic Jones! Panjabe is a PSYCHIC!
Things are only going to get crazier from here. Nuclear Frost is just around the corner, and literally anyone could become the next PWF Champion. Johnny Asterix has some new client he's bringing in soon. Jim Ross apparently has signed someone to debut as well. Armaaaando ... Alejaaaandro ... Estr-r-r-r-ada has a monster too, so Panjabe is told! Add this to the very capable list of top talent in the PWF, and you've got almost too many potential champions going into this show. That's not even to consider the possibility of someone pulling a Shawn Michaels. Having accomplished not a whole lot on his own last year, Michaels lucked into the main event of last year's
Nuclear Frost and, with a little helping hand from an angry Excellence, walked out with the PWF Championship. Who's to say that something similar couldn't take place this year?
You, Dominic Jones? You, Waldorf Gipper? You, nameless staff writers who always seem to get your stuff on the front page while Panjabe languishes in the
PWF Magazine archives? I THINK NOT!
Anything can happen. That's the beauty of the Lethal Lottery. It's almost a pity that Excellence, Perfect, and Jericho won't be around to see how it all turns out.
Or will they?
Listen to Panjabe, kids. More is going on in the PWF right now behind the scenes than you can possibly imagine. If you thought the maneuvering before
WrestleFest was something ... you ain't seen nothing yet. Panjabe is telling you, things are about to become even more interesting.
And you know Panjabe is right.
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