, and hildebrandt was on his back. what i'm looking for is to see that both shoulder blades are down for a two-second count. >> when referee bob west sees the pin, he slaps the floor to end the round. hildebrandt is not happy with the call. >> he jumps up, throws his shoulder against his opponent trying to intimidate him, and i step in between the two and put a finger up and tell him, back off, that's enough, that just cost you a team point. as i turned to the coach to notify him that he wases penalized, a team point, he head butted me in the temple and it was lights out. >> west is knocked out cold. >> a paramedic came down on the mat ichmmediately and said my es had rolled back in my head and i quit breathing for ten seconds. >> it's several agonizing minutes for spectators as paramedics attend to west. then finally he comes to. >> i remember turning to the coach and then i don't remember anything after that until being raised up off the mat. >> west is eventually helped to his feet and the crowd cheers. >> i just re

greg hildebrandt, who is the band's artist, he goes, you're right, paul, great art should make you feel an emotion that you've never felt before, but it should then, hopefully, transform you for the better. song: 'the mountain' paul o'neil: when we started tso, i realized that the live show had to be bigger and better than any normal rock band and every time you think it can't get any better, it does. (music playing) paul o'neil: the old, you know, two hundred par cans either on or off dosent cut it anymore. i don't want to just, you know, meet expectations. i want to blow their minds. i want them to go, wow, is that possible? song: 'tracers' (music playing) paul o'neil: some of the people that come to see us, it's their one entertainment trip of the year. it's our duty to make sure that, that money is well spent. trans-siberian orchestra's, you know, mission is to deliver to the fans, and as i always tell, you know, the young kids when they join the band: the fans own the band. the minute we forget that is the minute we start to decline. we have to earn it every single night. song: 'a