OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Villa Elisa, Dominican Republic
LOS DEFENESTRATORS vs. APOCALYPTIC BASTARDSApocalyptic Bastards come to the ring sporting some new gear, says W1 on it, I guess that is to commemorate their one match winning streak. They celebrate in the ring while the fans boo heartily. Los Defenestrators are announced and they receive a deafening ovation. That Ole soccer chant breaks out for some reason, I don’t know the significance of it, but it sounds cool as hell coming from a big crowd. Anyway, Los Def get into the ring and SYB and AE attack immediately, drawing deafening boos from the crowd. SYB grabs El Voltaje and backs him into the corner and gouges his eyes. Apocalyptic Existence catches Ecosistema from behind with a clothesline that stuns him, then follows that with a big boot to the side of the head that sends Ecosistema to the floor. AE follows him out of the ring and slams him on the cement floor, then has to free himself from some overzealous fans. Inside the ring, SYB is biting El Voltaje in the corner when Voltaje frees himself with a shot to the nose. SYB staggers around the ring, then falls to his knees. Voltaje climbs to the second rope and waits for SYB to get to his feet, when he does, Voltaje leaps off the rope and catches SYB with a kick to the face. SYB may be dead, it looks like his nose exploded across his face, there is blood everywhere. He rolls under the bottom rope, and El Voltaje gets a running start and dives between the ropes and takes him out. Meanwhile AE has Ecosistema back on his feet, he tries another boot to the head, but Ecosistema moves out of the way and AE crotches himself on the railing. El Voltaje rushes over and leaps on the apron, as AE frees himself and stands up, Ecosistema connects with a spear, while Voltaje lands an enzuguri to the back of the head at the same time! They pause a moment and soak up the crowd’s cheers, then grabs SYB and shoot him into the ring. EL Voltaje sends SYB to the ropes when he rebounds, Voltaje drops to the mat, and as SYB steps over him, Ecosistema catches him with a palm thrust to the chest, SYB staggers and El Voltaje catches him with a super kick to the back of the head, he staggers forward toward Ecosistema who plants him with a clothesline/legsweep combo, Voltaje, now on the top rope, connects with a knee drop to the face, and Ecosistema follows that with a flying elbow, covers, hooks the leg and gets the three count.
WINNERS in 9:01 – Los Defenestrators
SPIN HANSEN vs. JW WESTGAARD vs. OUTBACK JACK – Winner receives an Intercontinental Title Match TonightSpin Hansen makes his way to the ring first, followed by Outback Jack and J.W. Westgaard. All three men radiate intensity as they engage in a stare down. Referee Mel Creech calls for the bell and we’re underway. They meet in center ring, and Spin and OBJ quickly team up and take the advantage. They hit stereo punches to the mid-section, followed by a tandem DDT. They follow up with a tandem suplex, then toss Westgaard to the outside. Spin and OBJ congratulate each other and share a handshake, which OBJ turns into a short arm clothesline. Spin looks up at OBJ, who smirks and shrugs. With a scream of frustration, Spin rockets to his feet and spears OBJ, driving him into the corner.
Spin pounds on OBJ with lefts and rights, then attempts an Irish whip, which is reversed. OBJ follows him in with a clothesline and gets in some punches of his own. Mel Creech separates them and orders them out of the corner. They lock up in center ring and transition into a test of strength. Before either combatant can gain an advantage, Westgaard is in with a basement dropkick that takes out the legs of both men.
Westgaard rolls to his feet and drives an elbow into Spin’s face as he gets up. Westgaard turns and catches OBJ with a boot to the midsection, then throws him to the ropes. Westgaard hits the ropes himself – Crosscheck! He falls on OBJ for the cover, but Spin breaks it up at two. Spin pulls Westgaard up and pounds away. OBJ slowly gets to his feet and joins in. With Westgaard staggered, OBJ hits the ropes on one side and Spin hits them on the other – Call of the Wild!. Westgaard hits the mat hard and rolls to the outside. Mel follows to check on him. OBJ turns to Spin and eats a lariat. This time Spin is the one who smirks and shrugs. OBJ lunges, but Spin side-steps and drives him into the turnbuckles. A reverse DDT plants OBJ, and Spin covers for two. Spin pulls OBJ to his feet and throws him to the ropes just in time for OBJ to collide with Mel as he returns to the ring. Spin catches OBJ with a power slam and covers for a several-count, but Mel is in no shape to call it. Senior Referee Sterling Glaw runs down and slides into the ring. He counts one…..two…..thr-OBJ rolls a shoulder just before the three. Spin jumps to his feet and argues with Glaw about a slow count. As a result, he doesn’t see Westgaard slide into the ring behind him. A Cross Check from behind sends Spin hard out to the floor. Westgaard turns around as OBJ gets up and plants him with the Snow Plow. Sterling Glaw counts the three just before Spin slides into the ring.
WINNER in 14:40, J.W. Westgaard.
After the match: Spin is incensed and gets in Sterling Glaw’s face. Glaw’s threats of suspension are just enough to keep Spin in check, and he leaves the ring, shaking his head and cursing.
PHANTOS & LUCIOS vs. KENJI & KNIFEKnife starts off in the ring with Phantos and they lock up. Knife takes the advantage and slaps Phantos into a headlock, but Phantos drags him to the ropes and shoots him off, and lays him down with a tackle on the way back. Knife rolls out of the ring and Phantos follows, but Kenji nails him with a dropkick to the back of the head as he rolls to the floor. Phantos’ lights have gone out as Knife lays the boots to him and rolls him into the ring. He lifts the unresponsive Phantos and nails a Slash which gets a 2 count. Knife kips up and stops Phantos crawling to the corner, instead dragging him to his corner and tagging in Kenji. Kenji gets in the ring and waits for the semi-conscious Phantos to get to his feet then unleashes a torrent off stiff kicks to his torso and legs that staggers him backwards. Knife feints to go into the ring, drawing Lucios under the ropes, and the referee rushes across to shoo him back. Knife claps his hands and gets in, and Kenji spins Phantos and nails the kick combo sending him sailing backwards and straight into Knife’s Basalt Backcracker and the referee turns to make the 1,2 NO! Phantos kicks out on reflex and the referee shoos Kenji out the ring. Knife is enraged and starts stalking Phantos for a Stab Super kick, but Phantos gets to his feet and catches his foot, and spins him round then whips him into the corner! Phantos tags Lucios in and the pair lay the boots to Knife, until Phantos slips back to the corner. Lucios dominates Knife with some power offense, then whips him back to the corner again, and splashes Knife. Knife’s eyes roll back in his head, and Lucios picks him up and places him in the electric chair position on his shoulders, and tags Phantos. Phantos comes off the top going for the Dropkick Device, but Knife slides off of Lucios’ shoulders (meaning Phantos flies over them and crotches himself on the ropes..) Knife grabs Kenji on the apron and makes the international sign for “were out of here….” Knife & Kenji leave ringside, leaving Lucios confused in the ring. Phantos recovers as the referee’s count reaches about five, and they discuss this development, and decide to follow. Knife & Kenji had been resting onstage, mocking the crowd but seeing Phantos & Lucios coming with fire in their eyes, they head for the hills…. The referee has no option but to start another count out resulting in….
NO CONTEST in 8:12
After the match Phantos & Lucios come back to the ring and look like they are about to speak, when Kenji and Knife rush the ring and try to attack. Phantos and Lucios see them coming and duck out of the way. They each connect with a drop kick that sends their foes over the top rope to the floor. Knife lands and goes sprawling, Kenji lands awkwardly on his knee and goes down in a heap, howling in pain. Medics immediately rush to ringside and check on him, after only a few seconds, he is helped to his feet and carried to the back, butting no weight at all on his knee.
HARDBODY HARRIS vs. F. FONZWORTH CAPPINGTON IIIF. Fonzworth Cappington III makes his way to the ring first, led by his personal servant Lance. Next out, Hardbody Harris, he pauses at the top of the ramp for a moment, then sprints to the ring, with Fievel on his shoulder, and slides under the bottom rope and comes right after Cappington, Cappington shoves Lance in front if a charging Harris and bails out of the ring. Harris grabs Lance, who may have just soiled himself, and hits the TO BE EDITED IN LATER!! Lance is dead! As Harris gets to his feet Cappington climbs back into the ring and nearly decapitates Harris with a clothesline. FFCIII pulls Harris to his feet and throws him over the top rope to the floor. Cappington turns slowly to see Fievel remains in the ring, he goozles the tiny mouse, and delivers a CHOKESLAM!! I really do think Fievel is dead now. Harris sees this from the outside, and he quickly gets back into the ring and hammers Cappington with rights and lefts, they tumble between the ropes and brawl on the floor as medics rush to the ring to save Fievel. But they need a vet! Is there a Vet in the house? Of course there is. They carry Fievel to the back on a tiny stretcher, leaving Lance in the ring, soiled and possibly dead. Meanwhile on the outside, Harris grabs a chair and clocks FFC3 in the head, that sends Fonz staggering up the ramp. Harris tried to follow that up with a spear, but runs into a knee lift that knocks him goofy. Cappington grabs Harris and pulls him up the ramp to the top of the stage, they brawl for a minute, before Fonz hits a power bomb on top of the stage. As Fonz bends over to pull Harris up again, Harris grabs him and throws him off the stage, right into a conveniently placed pile of trash. Harris struggles to get to his feet, then sees Fonz down below. He gets a running start and tries a flying elbow, but Fonz grabs a chair amid the wreckage and blocks it, catching Harris in the ribs! Both men are down! Fonz staggers to his feet, grabbing his ribs and breathing heavily. As he gets to his feet, Lance appears at his side with a briefcase, still soiled, but evidently not dead. Lance opens the case and hands Fonz something, as Harris gets to his feet, Fonz charges and SHATTERS a crystal glass right between Harris’ eyes! Harris goes down in a heap, blood POURING from a wound in his head. As Harris rolls on the floor in agony, and medical officials rush to his aid, Cappington looks at Lance, and Lance hands him another glass, NO NOT AGAIN!! Wait, no, this time Lance uncorks a bottle of Dom Perignon fills a champagne glass and takes a delicate sip, then another, then spits it in Harris’ face, mixing blood and champagne. Cappington holds his arms in victory and slowly makes his way to the back as officials work to stop the bleeding from the gash on Harris forehead.
WINNER – No Contest
DEFENESTRATORS vs. CAPELLAN & VIPERMatch to be added
<We cut to the back where we see GM the Rick in his office, there is a knock on the door>
GMtR: WHAT?
<In walks two Dominican police officers escorting a naked man with a full beard>
GMtR: What the hell is this?
Officer1: He says he is with you, you are GM the Rick, correct?
GMtR: Yeah, why is he naked
Officer2: We caught him trying to swim off the island, heading for the United States
GMtR: That’s great, why is he naked?
Officer2: He says he belongs to the OOWF, but he has to find “him”
Officer1: We assume “him” is you
Officer2: we also assume this man is high on drugs, we strongly advise you to clean him up before you try and leave.
GMtR: Yeah, we’ll see what we can do, why is he naked?
Officer1: Ok mister you are his problem now
<the officers leave, Cole stands butt naked in the middle of GM the Rick’s office with that far off vacant look on his face>
GMtR: Why are you naked?
Chris Cole: I have to find him, he was right all along, he tried to tell me but I didn’t listen. They tried to stop me, but He is calling me, I have to go……
<Cole wanders out of the office>
GMtR: WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU NAKED?DAVIN MORELAND vs. STANK – Onslaught RulesStank and Moreland come to the ring and referee Sterling Glaw orders them to the center of the ring for the instructions. This will be a clean match, no closed fists, no weapons, break before the five count, rope breaks to save a submission are allowed three times per competitor per match. Each man will get three warnings for breaking the rules, after the third warning, it is an automatic disqualification. Glaw orders both men to shake hands and head to their corners. They bump knuckles, and head to the corner, but Glaw calls them back and demands a proper handshake. Both men come back to the center of the ring and give a proper hand shake glaring at Glaw the whole time. Glaw calls for the bell and this one is under way. Both men come to the center of the ring and slowly circle. Collar and elbow tie up, and Stank pushes Moreland to the ropes and is about to whip him when Glaw steps in and forces the break because Moreland is on the ropes. Stank glares at Glaw and argues but Glaw threatens him with a warning, so Stank backs down. Both men move to the center of the ring again, and once again lock up. Moreland grabs an arm wringer, then Stank reverses it into one of his own. Moreland grabs Stank’s arm and now we have a test of strength of sorts as both men try to push the other one down using a top wrist lock. After a few minutes of grunting and trying to push the other, both men release the holds and start hammering away at each other. Glaw immediately steps in and demands a break and gives each man a warning. Moreland and Stank both argue with Glaw now, and he threatens both men with a warning. Once again, to the center of the ring, collar and elbow, Moreland catches Stank with a knee to the mid section and sends him to the ropes, Moreland lowers his head a second too soon and Stank drops the hammer on the back of his head, then hits the ropes, but Moreland recovers and catches him with a power slam! Moreland covers and gets a one count, but Stank is out easily. Moreland pulls Stank to his feet and whips him to the ropes and tries a clothesline, but Stank catches him, floats over and plants him with a DDT. Moreland rolls under the bottom rope and slumps to the floor. Stank starts to leave the ring, but Glaw stops him and tells him there is no fighting on the floor. Stank argues with Glaw about it and gets his second warning. While they are arguing, Moreland climbs back into the ring and nails Stank from behind with a big boot to the back of the head. He is about to pursue his advantage when Glaw stops him and gives him a second warning for attacking from behind. Now it is Moreland’s turn to be annoyed with Glaw. Stank gets to his feet, and he charges in and takes Moreland down with a double leg take down. Both men roll around on the mat while trading haymakers. Glaw screams at both men to break or threaten disqualification. Stank and Moreland stop and get to their feet and look at Glaw who is beside himself in anger because neither man is listening. Finally, both men reach out, grab Glaw by the back of the head and double head but him! Glaw falls to the mat out cold, Stank and Moreland turn to each other, shrug their shoulders, then start trading haymakers! The fight spills out of the ring, through the crowd, and into the back. Both men have enormous grins on their faces as they work back to the ring. Stank gets the best of Moreland dropping him with a Stank U on the ramp. Stank turns around to see Concrete TG in the ring checking on Sterling Glaw, who is just now starting to stir. Stank smirks and makes the “the belt is mine” universal wrestling symbol. Crete gets to his feet and climbs to the top rope and holds his title up for Stank to see. We finally get an announcement on this one, not surprisingly it is a no contest.
WINNER – No Contest
NAYR vs. MOOSEHEAD JACK – Non-Title, No Disqualification MatchMoose comes in first and an evil grin plays across his face as he makes his way out, a roll of barbed wire wound tightly around a baseball bat (with Fuck Barry Bonds carved deep into it) in his hands. The referee tries to tell Moose to lose the bat and Moose just looks at him with eyes as dark as night, and the referee decides his health plan isn’t THAT good and backs off. Nayr enters and is clearly not phased by Moose at all, jumping around with his usual verve and vigor, building up a crowd chant on his way to the ring. As he reaches the ring he breaks into a sprint, slides under the ropes and evades Moose’s first swing with the bat, jumps up, comes off the ropes and hits a springboard elbow smash right into Moose’s face. Moose staggers as his nose is broken yet again, and blood is smeared over his face and Nayr hits the floor running, bounces off the ropes and nails the staggered Moose with an enziguri RIGHT between the eyes. Moose is staggered again and flails ineffectually with the bat, but Nayr is constant motion, and comes back off the ropes, jumps high into the air and bulldogs Moose face first down onto the mat. The crowd goes NUTS as Moose hits the mat and Nayr jumps to his feet. Nayr wants to make sure and climbs the ropes, with the crowd cheering every step – Moose has NEVER been made to look so vulnerable. Nayr gets to the top, flashes the Heroes sign at the hard camera and launches himself into the air with a Bellow in the Breeze aimed at Moose’s back. Moose however rolls aside, and Nayr comes down hard right onto the barbed wire bat! The crowd gasp as Nayr screams in agony, the barbed wire gouging into his back. Moose is dragging himself upright with the ropes, his evil grin still present on his face. He reaches for his nose, and cracks it back into place with a snap, making one young girl in the front row shriek with shock. Nayr has shuddered to his feet and turns round, only for Moose to lay him low with a standing clothesline. Moose lays into Nayr on the mat, smashing stiff right hand after stiff right hand into his face, before backing off and looking for his bat. However the referee kicks the bat away, and shakes his head. Moose gets right in the referee’s face, smirking at the potential for violence. The ref tells Moose to go for it, and Moose gleefully draws back his fist, but Nayr rolls him up and the ref drops to the mat and counts fast 1,2 NO! Moose kicks out, sending Nayr rolling across the ring. Moose gets to his feet with murder in his eyes and lays the referee low with a HEART PUNCH! He turns to locate Nayr and finds himself hooked for a Halfling Ninja, but as Nayr tries to kick over Moose’s head, Moose pushes him and he topples to the outside. Nayr holds his back after landing hard and Moose grins, the follows him outside. He picks Nayr up and tosses him bodily into the ring steps, the hollow clang echoing around the arena. Moose lifts the top half of the ring steps and gorilla presses the downed Nayr onto the lower part. He lifts the top half of the steps above his head and looks to smash them down on Nayr, but the Halfling Luchador rolls aside, and drop toeholds Moose face first onto the steps he had just dropped. Nayr struggles to his feet, then grabs Moose who has been knocked silly ands hits a Nayr Driver II onto the protective mats on the outside. He covers but there is no response as the referee is still fighting for breath in the ring. Nayr looks confused as to what to do, then he drags a table from under the ring and struggles to position Moose’ bulk on the table. He slides into the ring, leaving a blood trail from the deep gashes on his back and grabs the ropes. He exhorts the crowd to chant, jumps up to balance on the top rope and hits a Shooting Star press to the outside, smashing Moose through the table. A HOLY SHIT chant echoes around the arena, as both men twitch in the wreckage. The referee is starting to come back to himself and drags himself across the apron, as Nayr throws an arm over Moose for 1-2 NO! Moose rolls out of the wreckage and pulls himself upright on the barricade. Nayr follows suit, on far wobblier legs. Moose charges at Nayr, who drops to the ground, and Moose runs full force into the ring post. Nayr uses his dazedness to roll him into the ring, and mounts the turnbuckle. However Moose isn’t THAT dazed and climbs after the Halfling luchador and beats him down on top of the turnbuckle and sends him crashing to the mat with a suplerplex. Both men are down for the longest time but the ref refuses to count them down. Moose drags himself upright first of all and slaps Nayr in the Jiendo! Nayr struggles against the hold, but Moose locks it in and bears his weight down. Nayr seems to have lost consciousness and Moose screams at the referee to drop the arm, but the ref shakes his head. Moose releases the hold and goes nose to broken, bloodied nose with the referee. The ref tells Moose he is out of order, Moose shrugs and turns away then goes to hook the referee. The ref ducks and bails out of the ring, and Moose laughs and turns back to business. However Nayr has picked up the bat and nails Moose in the belly with it, then rips it away, with gouts of blood spurting through Moose’s shirt and smashes it down on Moose’s back as he doubles up. Moose gasps in pain, but audibly shouts ‘you’re mine’ as Nayr grabs him for a Nayr Driver II, but Moose breaks free and hits Nayr with a pile driver ONTO the barbed wire bat. A second referee is down and counts the 1-2 NO! Nayr kicks out, against all odds and the crowd goes insane! Moose is enraged and hits the second referee with a Heart Punch! He grabs the barbed wire bat, and Nayr and slaps him in the Jiendo, but with the bat taking the place of one of Moose’s arms, so the spikes on the wire puncture Nayr’s face , throat and chest. Nayr is bleeding like a stuck pig, and struggles for a few seconds before starting to tap. Moose fixes eyes with the ref on the outside, and the referee reluctantly tells the timekeeper to ring the bell…
WINNER via submission in 22:10 is MOOSEHEAD JACK!
Moose stands after the bell, and laughs as he soaks up the crowd hatred, blood pouring from his ruined face, and his torn belly and back. He brandishes the barbed wire bat, as Nayr receives medical attention on the outside, then Jack rolls outside the ring and demands a mike.
”This can be yours now. You know you want it. Trust Me.”
He places the blood soaked, barbed wire bat on Nayrs gurney as he is wheeled away, then leaves himself, a look of dark satisfaction crossing his face…
THE CHICKENSHIT HEELS vs. WEAPON X – Title vs. Team MatchEpic stare down between the two teams at the bell, and they actually SHAKE HANDS before Capps and Williams start things off. AA backs LD to a corner and we get a break, then Williams takes AA down, but AA grabs the ropes to break that. AA with an Irish whip and LD comes back with a shoulder block, but nobody budges. AA tells him to try again, and he does. Same outcome. Williams challenges AA to try his hand, but LD takes him down with a drop toehold and looks for the STF. Johnny hops in fast to break that up and Junior Hale sends him away. Williams drags Capps to the corner and tags in Dragon. Dragon shoves Williams out of the way and stomps away at AA. Up, and to the ropes, but AA catches him on the way back and slams him face first into the mat and tags Johnny. JA in and chops away in the corner, but CD reverses for his own. Monkey flip out of the corner, and Dragon gets a Muta elbow… and Williams blind tags in with a stiff slap to the shoulder. Dragon looks at Williams and LD smiles as he gets in the ring. Suplex is blocked though, and Johnny gets a delayed vertical suplex. Tag to AA and TCH works LD over in the corner. Tag back to JA, to the ropes, and Johnny hits the back elbow, does a little shimmy, but – as always – misses the elbow drop. Williams hooks up Johnny for a Boston Crab, but Adrenaline fights it off… so LD catapults him into the corner, and Johnny and Dragon knock heads. German suplex by Williams gets two. LD looks for the DDT, but Capps grabs him by the arm and yanks him off the ropes. As Dragon climbs back on the apron using the ropes, Johnny sends Williams across with an Irish whip, and Dragon low bridges Williams! Weapon X gets into a heated exchange on the floor and they begin shoving each other. Meanwhile, Johnny gets Hale to start a count. It’s up to 4 as WX are still yelling at each other. Dragon finally says screw it and turns to walk out on the match. LD pulls him back and Dragon sucker punches him right on the jaw! Up to 7 and Dragon finally realizes the count, so he helps Williams up and tosses him in the ring to break the count. Williams rolls right back out and they keep fussing. Johnny comes over to break up the fun with a slingshot plancha, but Dragon steps one way and Williams the other and Adrenaline splats on the floor. Dragon and Williams kick the crap out of him and roll him in. Williams follows, but Dragon blind tags back in again. CANADIAN DESTROYER~! But Johnny blocks and counters to a backslide. He can’t get him down, and Dragon unhooks an arm and looks for a clothesline, but Johnny just sends him to the corner and he collides with Williams. Schoolboy! One, two, but Dragon kicks out! Tag to AA… and it’s THE CLAW~! Capps cinches it in good, but Williams comes in with a knee lift TO DRAGON to break the hold. That sends CD caroming into the referee, and Hale falls thru the ropes and to the floor. Williams grabs AA and it’s the DDT~! But Johnny slips in undetected and WALLOPS Williams with a chair! No ref, so Johnny looks for the ADRENALINE RUSH~! But before he can get it, Dragon comes over with the CANADIAN DESTROYER~! Cover… but there’s no ref. AA rolls in with another chair, but gets it dropkicked back in his face. Dragon turns around and LD is standing there with the other chair. They lock eyes and have some more words. Williams rears back with the chair, but Hale is there to grab it. Williams yanks the chair back from him and Weapon X goes back to bickering. AA and JA stagger up at the same time, and Williams and Dragon take the chairs and LEVEL them! Hale has no choice but to call for the bell.
WINNERS in 18:39 by DQ and STILL OOWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: THE CHICKENSHIT HEELS
Williams looks at the ref, and Dragon looks at the belts, then they look back at each other. Williams decks Johnny with the chair again, and it’s the CANADIAN DEATH SENTENCE for Capps! WX tosses the chairs aside and stare at each other in the middle of the ring. Williams puts his hand out and Dragon shakes it. They let go of the handshake and leave the ring separately in different directions, as the days of Dragon and Williams as a tag team are apparently done.
FIRECHILD vs. JW WESTGAARD – OOWF Intercontinental Title MatchJ.W. Westgaard makes his way to the ring first. He appears calm, but intent. He stands stoically, ignoring the crowd as the Champion comes down the aisle. Firechild slides into the ring and stands toe-to-toe with Westgaard. He hands over the belt as referee Sterling Glaw gives his instructions. The bell rings and they immediately lock up. Westgaard grabs a headlock and FC shoots him off. FC leapfrogs him and goes for a dropkick, but Westgaard slaps it away. Westgaard hits a running knee as FC gets up, and drives an elbow into his chest. He picks FC up and takes him over with a suplex, then comes off the ropes with a leg drop. He covers, but FC kicks out at one. Westgaard moves in, but FC catches him with a shot to the midsection and levers him into the corner. A series of chops leaves Westgaard off balance, and FC wrings the arm, running up the turnbuckles and snapping off a flying arm drag. As Westgaard hits the mat, FC hits the ropes, coming off with a rolling knee drop that stuns Westgaard for a two count. Both men get to their feet and lock up, with Westgaard getting the advantage and backing FC into the corner. An Irish whip sends FC to the corner, but he springs to the second turnbuckle and into a body block. Westgaard catches him in mid-air and drills him with a power slam. He covers, but only gets two. Westgaard picks FC up and goes for a suplex, but FC blocks and reverses. FC floats over and gets in some forearms to the head before Westgaard throws him off. FC hits a spinning neck breaker as Westgaard gets up and gets a two count. He tries to repeat the process, but Westgaard catches him and counters into a sidewalk slam. He goes for the Snow Plow, but FC twists free, lands behind Westgaard, shoves him into the ropes, and rolls him up for another two. FC moves in, but Westgaard knocks him off balance with a European uppercut. FC reverses an Irish whip and plants Westgaard with a back drop. FC sets up the Devildriver, but Westgaard powers out, kicking FC in the stomach and driving him to the mat with a DDT. Westgaard picks FC up and shoves him to the corner. He hits a series of chops, but FC starts to fight back, and they brawl towards center ring, forcing Sterling Glaw to dodge the flying fists. In the process, FC accidentally catches Sterling with a glancing backhand blow that seems to have no effect. Westgaard gets the better of the exchange and whips FC to the ropes. As he hits them, FC is a little too close to Sterling Glaw, and clips him with an elbow. FC rebounds off the ropes and Westgaard kills him with the Crosscheck. Westgaard scrambles for the cover but the bell rings.
WINNER, by disqualification in 17:37, J.W. Westgaard.
After the match: Disbelief etched on his face, Westgaard complains to Sterling Glaw as Firechild crawls out of the ring, grabs the Intercontinental title, and retreats up the aisle.
CONCRETE TG vs. UNDERDAWG – Hell In The Cell Buried Alive Casket MatchThis match is set up slightly different than most because of the stipulation. Next to the ring is a mound of dirt with a hole dug in the center of it, next to that is an open casket. The entire thing is surrounded by a massive steel cage. The object is to throw your opponent in the casket, then drop the casket into the hole, then throw dirt on top of the casket. Underdawg makes his way to the ring first and stalks inside the cell. Concrete TG is announced next and makes his way to the ring. This is a non title match, so Crete does not have to worry about losing the belt. Crete pauses for a moment at the door and looks at the daunting structure. He hands the referee the title, and heads inside, the door is locked securely behind him. The referee rings the bell, and this one is underway! Dawg wastes no time, he grabs Crete and hammers him with shots to the head, but Crete reverses the advantage and blisters Dawg’s chest with knife edge chops. Dawg stops Crete with a thumb to the eye, and levels him with a clothesline. Dawg shows some uncharacteristic rage and puts the boots to Crete. As Crete is on his hands and knees, Dawg nails Crete with the Randy Orton Kick of Doom, but since this is not the WWE, Concrete TG will not be out for eternity with a near death concussion. Instead, Crete rolls under the bottom rope and falls to the floor. Dawg pursues Crete and grabs a chair, as soon as Crete gets to his feet, Dawg KILLS him with the chair. Crete falls to the floor, blood running from his forehead. UD snarls and pulls Crete up, and sends him face first into the steel. Dawg grabs one of the cords running around the ring and wraps it around Crete’s throat and pulls it tight, choking him out, at the same time he is hammering at Crete’s forehead, opening the gash even further. Crete is bleeding like a stuck pig, and Dawg is reveling in his pain. He releases Crete and slams him into the cage again. Crete collapses to the mat, and tries to pull himself up, but Dawg slams the chair across his back again. The Dominican crowd begins chanting his name, and Crete fights off chair shots to get to his feet. As he stands, Dawg charges with the chair for the finishing shot, but Crete ducks it and kicks the chair back in Dawg’s face! Dawg staggers, and Crete jumps up on the apron and runs the ring, hits a hurracarana that snaps Dawg over to the bottom of the pile of dirt. Crete slips inside the ring and climbs to the top rope as Dawg tries to get to his feet. Crete leaps, and Dawg turns and swings a shovel, catching Crete in the ribs! Crete collapses on the dirt, clutching his ribs and gasping for breath. Dawg grabs the back of Crete’s head and shoves him face down in the dirt, choking Crete. When he lets him go, Crete’s face is a mess of blood and dirt. Dawg grabs Crete and drags him up to the top of the mound and goozles him, then choke slams him on the dirt. Dawg opens the casket, revealing it to be full of plunder! Dawg pulls out a strand of barbed wire, and mercilessly whips Crete across the back and shoulders, then wraps it around his fist and pummels Crete, drawing more blood. Crete makes a valiant attempt to fight back, nailing Dawg with shots to the mid section and rocking him with an enzuguri. Dawg staggers to the casket and grabs a garbage can lid and smacks Crete right in the face. Dawg has had about enough, he grabs Crete and throws him in the casket, closes the lid, and pushes it into the hole! All he needs to do is drop some dirt on it and he wins! Dawg staggers a moment, grabs the shovel and gets some dirt, when he turns to drop it in the hole, Crete has the casket open and waits with a fire extinguisher! Crete blasts Dawg in the face with a jet of Fire extinguisher juice, then climbs out of the hole while Dawg is blinded. Crete gets to his feet, and hits Dawg with a spinning front kick that sends the big man crashing down into the hole, and into the casket! Crete falls to his knees and grabs a few hand fulls of dirt and throws them into the hole, Crete wins!
WINNER in 33:49 – Concrete TG
After the match, Crete remains on his knees and clutches his title to his chest, blood and dirt still caked on his face. Stank makes his way to ring side and he and Crete lock eyes once again. Crete slowly gets to his feet and holds his title up high. Suddenly, WHAM! Dawg is back on his feet, and he nails Crete with a shovel to the back of the head. Crete staggers and falls, Dawg pulls him up, goozles him, and chokeslams him INTO THE HOLE AND THROUGH THE CASKET!!! Crete lies motionless, out cold, bloody and possibly broken. Dawg looks down at him and snarls, then grabs the OOWF world title and drops it into the hole across Crete’s chest. The camera zooms in on a broken, bloody Concrete TG clutching the world title.
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