OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Sweet Home, Arkansas
STANK & SPIN HANSEN vs. UNDERDAWG & SYBUnderDawg makes his way to the ring in his normal stoic manner. SYB is hopping around him taunting everyone who dares boo him. Dawg looks at SYB, more than a little bit annoyed, and he stops for the moment. They get to the ring and Dawg backs into the corner and waits, while SYB jaws with everyone in the first few rows. Stank and Spin – Drink & Destroy – come to the ring, all business as usual. They climb between the ropes and they are ready to go. Dawg looks like he is going to start with Stank, but SYB reaches out and tags himself in. SYB charges to the center of the ring and goes nose to nose with Stank, Stank is rather amused by this, and he pie faces SYB away from him. SYB is immediately back to his feet and he charges and Stank, but Stank doesn’t move at all SYB mouths off some more and Stank just shoves him to the mat. SYB springs up, enraged, bounces off the ropes and tries a shoulder block of his own and just bounces right off of Stank then crawls over to the corner and tags in UnderDawg. Dawg comes in and he and Stank exchange punches, Stank knees Dawg in the mid section and whips him to the ropes, but Dawg rebounds with a clothesline that takes Stank off his feet. Stank reaches up and tags Spin, Spin comes in and ducks a Dawg big boot, then hits the opposite ropes and catches a power slam from Dawg! UD gets to his feet and SYB tags himself into the match. Dawg looks quite annoyed by this, SYB covers but Spin is out at one, before Spin can get to his feet UD grabs SYB by the throat and choke slams him right on Spin! The referee counts two but Spin rolls his shoulder. SYB gets to his feet and shakes the cobwebs loose then gets right in Dawg’s face, grabbing him by the arm and spinning him around when he starts to leave the ring. SYB screams at Dawg, Dawg just pushes him away and steps through the ropes onto the apron. SYB just can’t leave well enough alone and he leaves the ring and berates Dawg some more on the outside. Dawg has had enough. He goozles SYB and CHOKESLAMS HIM FROM THE APRON TO THE FLOOR! Dawg hops off the apron and pulls an unconscious SYB off the floor and rolls him into the ring, then heads to the back. Stank looks confused for a moment, then pulls SYB to his feet and hits the STANK-U, covers and gets the three count.
WINNERS in 4:04 – Stank & Spin Hansen
JWW WESTGAARD vs. CANADIAN DRAGONThe two circle to start, JWW looking confident. The two lock up and JWW gets an early advantage, putting CD in the corner. Clean break, but CD is not a happy camper and shoves Westgaard. JWW leaps in with an elbow to the face, then ref Hale backing him off. CD comes out of the corner, wiping his face to make sure he's not bleeding. The two circle again, and as they step in to tie up, CD ducks under and kicks JWW in the ribs as he turns around. Quick Hammerlock immobilizes JWW for a moment - reversed, CD tumbles out of it and tries to yank JWW into a short clothesline. JWW no-sells it, CD lets go. Westgaard then lunges and clotheslines CD out of his boots! Dragon falls out of the ring to get his head on straight. He rounds a corner and Westgaard baseball slides him into the guardrail. Hale start the ten count but sees as the two start brawling that he might need to lead them back into the ring. He hops out to separate the two and catches a haymaker from Westgaard and sprawls into the fans. The two continue to brawl, CD using his agility to stay away from JWW's power game. CD taunts JWW into charging, and he dives aside as Westgaard slams into the ring steps. CD hauls JWW back into the ring as Angelo Barros hurries out to oversee things as EMTs check on Hale. JWW covers but only gets a two count. CD rolls aside but JWW grabs the legs and catapults CD into a corner. CD catches himself on the middle rope and cross bodies Westgaard before he's fully to his feet. This nets a two count as well. CD sits on Westgaard and pummels away. Barros makes a four count then nearly tackles Dragon off Westgaard to keep from DQing him. Dragon protests, Barros threatens to DQ him anyway. Westgaard shakes out the cobwebs and rolls CD up for another two count. CD is absolutely incensed at this point and starts beating Westgaard back to the ropes. Westgaard punches his way out of the corner, scoops him up for a Michinoku driver but doesn't finish as CD slides off one shoulder and plants JWW with a reverse DDT. Easy floatover into a cover, but Westgaard kicks out at 2 9/10s. CD slaps the mat and runs to the ropes for a dragonsault and lands that, but again Westgaard kicks out. CD heads for the corner for something even more spectacular but when he leaps off he's CROSSCHECKED IN MIDAIR BY WESTGAARD! Both are flat on the mat and Barros starts the ten count. CD rolls out of the ring on one side, Westgaard on the other. Both have the same idea - JWW gets a road sign, CD gets a chair. They see each other on either side of the ring and the chase is on! Barros pleads with them to get back in the ring but the weapons duel erupts in earnest! Barros climbs out of the ring and grabs a chair of his own to break up the melee but is inadvertently conchairto'd by JWW and CD. The two look at each other and wonder what will happen next, but decide to head to the back before GMTheRick or Senior Ref Sterling Glaw come out to punish them.
WINNER - NO CONTEST at 10:16
HARDBODY HARRIS & CHRIS ALT vs. DEFENESTRATORS – F. Fonzworth Cappington III Banned From Ringside[Voltage and Ecosystem come out to the ramp.]
Volt: We've decided to take the night off. We won't be fighting any contest with you this evening.
[They walk down to ringside.]
Eco: Y'see, we're trying to save ourselves for the big match this weekend where...y'know, one of us could die.
Hardbody: WE DONT BELIEVE YOU!
Eco: Yeah, you're right. It's only because Volt can't be bothered writing an extensive match.
[Kayfabe falls from the ceiling, landing on Hardbody and Chris Alt. Volt and Eco jump in the ring and roll on top.]
Mel Creech: 1, 2, 3! YOUR WINNERS in 0:08, THE DEFENESTRATORS!
Eco: Why doesn't this work other weeks?
Volt: Because I'm not in charge of booking the entire show.
[Kayfabe falls from the ceiling again, taking both of them out.]
Eco: Ow.
<The Defenestrators get to their feet and start to leave the ring when GM the Rick comes out with a mic:>
GMtR: What the hell was that?
Eco: Well, see, we killed kayfabe by letting people know that we don’t have time to write this match
<Kayfabe gets to her feet and runs across the ring and starts choking Eco>
GMtR: You two are SERIOUSLY sandifying my vagina
Volt: But Rick, come on, everyone knows these matches are written by others! They are then posted, and we are just extensions of people sitting behind a computer
<kayfabe chokes Eco a little harder>
GMtR: So you are saying that everything I say and do is not of my own free will?
Volt: Exactly, since we are extensions of others, mostly the booker since he is probably writing this, I have no control over what happens next.
GMtR: but isn’t that forcing the audience to suspend a little too much belief?
Volt: Not really, see the audience decided to suspend their belief from the beginning <Volt starts ballet dancing around the ring>
GMtR: Why are you doing that?
Volt: I have no idea. It is what the booker wrote, so I am simply doing what he commands. Look at you, you are drinking a Corona with lime. The booker knows you hate that, so he is making you do it, you have no choice.
<kayfabe starts slamming Eco’s head against the mat>
Eco: uhhhhh guys <gasping> a little help here?
GMtR: Well, there is nothing like an ice cold Corona with a slice of lime in it that’s for sure! Wait, why the hell would I say that?
Volt: The booker is going for laughs, you can see my partner is being choked by kayfabe, by all rights, he should be dead by now, but this segue wouldn’t be nearly as funny if he died.
GMtR: Ok fine, I think you have done enough damage, kayfabe, come with me, and you four, wrestle a legit match, NOW
Voltage and Ecosystem try to protest but Rick and kayfabe leave and head to the back. Harris and Alt walk right up behind them and tap them on the shoulders. Voltage and Eco do that always hilarious, slow turn around to face your enemy, when they get turned around, Harris and Alt catch them with drop kicks to the mouth that sends them over the top rope to the floor. Harris and Alt follow them out of the ring to the floor. Alt pulls Eco up and hits an inverted atomic drop then clotheslines him over the guard rail. Alt hops the rail and they brawl through the crowd. Harris pulls Voltage to his feet and rolls him back into the ring, then follows and pulls him up to his feet and sets him up for the TO BE EDITED IN LATER when a masked man in a very expensive looking suit runs down to the ring with a cane in hand. Harris is just about to hit the move when the masked man NAILS Harris in the back of the head. Somehow the referee didn’t see a thing. Voltage falls on Harris the masked man disappears and the ref finally turns around and we get the three count.
WINNERS in 12:51 – Defenestrators
After the match Ecosystem rakes Alt’s eyes and runs back to the ring, they toss Harris to the floor and the masked man comes back into the ring and raises the Defenestrators hands in victory. But that is not the end, no sir
<GM the Rick and kayfabe come back out to the stage, why is kayfabe wiping her mouth? Anyway Rick has a mic and he knows how to use it>
GMtR: Ok you two, what the hell kind of douchebaggery is this?
Volt: What? This is a complete stranger that just so happened to want to right a potential wrong
GMtR: a complete stranger who just happens to bear a striking resemblance to F. Fonzworth Cappington III?
Masked Stranger: Señor GMtheRick permite por favor que se introduzca
<Voltage and Ecosystem roll out of the ring and come back with large poster boards with the translation to what the Masked Stranger is saying>
*Mister GMtheRick please allow me to introduce myself*
MS: Mi nombre es un hombre muy rico. <My name is a very rich man> He mirado el OOWF por muchos años y es mi sueño para ayudar al equipo más grande de la historia de OOWF, el Defenestrators de la etiqueta, gana el oro que él merece tan derecho <I have watched the OOWF for many years and it is my dream to help the greatest tag team in OOWF history, the Defenestrators, win the gold they so rightly deserve.
GMtR: So, you are saying you are not F. Fonzworth Cappington III?
MS: ahhh F. Fonzworth Cappington III, él es un hombre muy rico, hermoso, educado y bien vestido! ¡Su abundancia en efectivo es aventajada solamente por su abundancia del conocimiento, de buenas miradas, de la educación, y de su valor sexual SI USTED SABE LO QUE SIGNIFICO! <ahhh F. Fonzworth Cappington III, he is a very wealthy, handsome, educated and well dressed man! His wealth in cash is only outdone by his wealth of knowledge, good looks, education, and his sexual prowess IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!>
GMtR: Ok you know what, I have had just about enough of this, you three get out of the ring NOW before I fire all of you, lets keep this show moving.
MOOSEHEAD JACK vs. DAVIN MORELAND – I Quit Match Weapons On a Pole MatchTwo poles have been mounted on opposite ring posts. Hanging from one is a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire, and from the other a steel chair, also wrapped in barbed wire. Davin Moreland enters the arena first, and gets about three steps down the aisle before being tackled from behind by Moosehead Jack. They roll down the ramp, punching and kicking, and referee Mel Creech, who apparently drew the short straw, gives up and calls for the bell. Jack ends up on top as they reach the ring, and drives his elbow into Davin’s head until he draws blood. Jack pulls Davin to his feet and runs his face into the ring post before planting him with a DDT. Jack rolls into the ring and climbs for the bat. He just catches hold of it before Davin grabs his ankle and pulls him down. Davin pounds on Jack in the corner, then hits an Irish whip followed by a clothesline. With Jack stunned, Davin goes for A Really Good Diamond Cutter, but Jack throws him off. Jack moves in, but Davin catches him with a drop toehold. He immediately tries to tie him up into an STF, but Jack rolls free. Both men get to their feet and lock up, and Jack backs Davin into the corner. Jack hits a series of lefts and rights, and wraps the tag rope around Davin’s throat. Davin breaks free with a stiff kick to the crotch, and wipes the blood from his eyes as Jack goes down. Davin pounces, attacking with stomps and kicks. He pulls Jack up and snaps off a suplex, followed by a leg drop from the second rope. Davin jumps back to his feet and climbs the turnbuckles, reaching for, and getting, the barbed wire wrapped chair. Davin turns to climb down and runs into Jack’s fist. Davin drops the chair and grabs the pole to keep his balance. Jack climbs onto the tope rope as well, and they take turns slugging each other. Davin seems to be getting the advantage, until Jack nails him with a head butt. Jack attempts a DDT from the top turnbuckle, but Davin blocks, and manages to twist Jack around and Nail the Sweet Dreams. Davin locks on a camel clutch and Mel moves in with a microphone. The only sound Jack makes is laughter. Davin releases the hold and retrieves the barbed wire chair. He attacks, but Jack rolls out of the way and slips under the ropes. Jack grabs his own chair but drops it as Davin pegs him in the head with his. Jack actually has to pry the barbed wire out of his forehead as the blood begins to pour. As Jack extracts the chair, Davin dives over the ropes and levels him with a no-hands plancha! Davin pulls Jack up and tries to whip him into the railing, but Jack reverses, twisting Davin into position and nailing a Heart Punch! He pulls his hand back to reveal the barbed wire wrapped around it. Davin clutches his chest and goes down, while Jack circles the ring and climbs up to retrieve the barbed wire baseball bat. He takes a wild swing as Davin gets up, but Davin moves and the bat CLANGS off the ringpost. Davin lunges for the chair and uses it to block Jack’s second swing. He scuttles away and gets to his feet. Jack takes an overhand swing, but Davin gets the chair up to block and they end up locked together, each trying to force the other back. Jack sees an opportunity and delivers a sickening low blow. As Davin collapses, Jack throws the weapons aside and hits a DDT. Jack stuffs Davin into the ring and retrieves the bat. Placing Davin in the centre of the ring, he locks on a camel clutch using the bat. Mel Creech, looking a little faint, moves in with the microphone, but Davin’s only response is a gurgle, on account of the barbed wire. He makes his intentions clear, however, by shaking his head, refusing to quit. Jack smirks and releases the hold, slamming Davin’s face into the bat. He takes a minute to gloat, then turns around to be hit in the midsection by the bat. A shot to the head puts Jack down, and Davin unwraps the wire from the bat. He hesitates for a moment, then wraps the wire around his forearm. He rolls Jack over and locks on Jack’s own submission move, the Jiendo! As both men’s blood starts to pool beneath them, Mel brings the microphone close enough to hear Jack’s strangled “Is that all you’ve got?” Mel shakes his head in disgust and drops the mic. He turns and calls for the bell,
WINNER - No Contest, in 13:47.
CAPELLAN & VIPER vs. LOS DEFENESTRATORSCapellan starts in the ring with Voltage and they do some quick reversals, ending in Voltage popping out of a headlock and swinging a roundhouse kick at Capellan, who jumps backwards comes off the ropes, and levels Volt with a flying clothesline. Cap tags Viper in and they whip El Voltaje to the ropes and drop him with a SWEET double dropkick. Cap gets out onto the apron as Viper sets up a Sidewinder, only for Voltage to low blow him, then nails desperate DDT to level him. Viper is up first and grabs Voltage just as he gets to his feet, and lifts him up for a suplex, but Ecosistema jumps in and takes his foot away with a chop block. The ref tells Eco off as Voltage takes advantage with some quick kicks to Viper’s intimate areas and then El Voltaje slaps on a Camel Clutch. Voltaje works the Camel Clutch a bit, but Viper refuses to tap. Ecosistema ducks under the ropes, drawing a rabid Capellan into the ring, but Eco ducks back under and the ref has to go and restrain Capellan, as Eco DOES get into the ring and pastes Viper with a shining wizard as he sits in the Camel Clutch. Eco ducks out as the referee turns round and makes great show of asking for a tag. El Voltaje tags him in and they hit a quick double team kidney punch on the hurting Viper. Ecosistema hits Viper with a hanging suplex then positions Viper for the Endgame. Viper however wriggles free and nails a quick Screwdriver and both men are down. We get HOT TAGS to El Voltaje and Capellan and they nail each other with a few high impact moves, but Capellan manages to break out of a Circuit Breaker and nails El Voltaje with a Vindicator. He is about to pin when Ecosistema goes to spear him, but he gets taken out with a running Death Elbow from Viper that takes both men through the ropes. Capellan climbs to the top rope and is waiting for El Voltaje to get to his feet so he can execute the Sun Tzu Flip. However at that point F. Fonzworth Cappington III emerges at ringside and nails Capellan with his cane! Capellan tumbles off the top, and El Voltaje covers him (with his feet on the ropes) for the 1-2-3!
WINNERS via pinfall in 9:27 are LOS DEFENESTRATORS!
KNIFE vs. F. FONZWORTH CAPPINGTON III – Onslaught Championship MatchThe two men are in the ring, introductions are done, and Cappington grabs a mic.
FFC: "Look kid, we both know how this is going to end. They say time is money. But the fact is, I have a lot more money than time. What'll it take to make you lie down? 50? 90? Hell, I'm a generous guy: how 'bout a whole dollar?"
The Knife advances angrily, but FFC holds up a hand for him to wait.
FFC (chuckling): "I'm kidding, junior. So here's my real offer: ten thousand dollars. Ten grand for three seconds of your time. Not a bad deal, right?"
The Knife snatches the mic.
Knife: "Mammon may be your god, Cappington, but it's not mine!"
And just in case FFC didn't get the message, Knife punctuates his statement with a hard knife-edge chop! FFC reels back, and Knife continues the assault: elbow, uppercut, forearm. Cappington stumbles back into the ropes. Knife looks for an enzugiri, but FFC drops under it and slides outside to complain to the commentary team.
FFC: "Did you see what he did? Hit me with a cheap shot! Call me what you like, but I've never been cheap!"
Knife scales the turnbuckle just as Cappington turns back toward the ring. CORKSCREW SPLASH TO THE FLOOR~! Knife should call that the 'Judgment From On High' or something. Knife to his feet, though nursing his ribs. Looks like he hurt himself as well as his target with that move. He somehow rolls FFC back into the ring and makes the cover, but Cappington's had time to recover and rolls the shoulder at two. Both men up, Knife wincing again at his ribs, and Cappington immediately goes after the sore spot. Hard chops to the chest exacerbate the injury, then FFC whips Knife into the corner and hits a MASSIVE standing drop-kick to the chest. FFC pulls Knife up and slaps on an abdominal stretch. The ref asks the question, even though this is a move no-ones tapped out to in 15 years. Knife stretches his hand to the heavens and seems to get a burst of energy. Back elbows to the side of FFC's head force Cappington to release his grip. He whips Knife into the ropes -- but Knife bounces back with a YAKUZA KICK~! Both men down. The ref starts a 10-count, but they're each up at 6. Knife looks for the Slash (is that only slang for urination in Australia, or does everyone giggle when they read that move's name?), but FFC grabs the leg, hooks it, and delivers a thundering Suplex! Cappington rolls through, adjusts his hold on the woozy Knife: PACKAGE PILEDRIVER! This one is over! But what's this? It's Chris Alt and Hardbody Harris coming down to the commentary table! And those are matching PINK LEMONADES they're carrying! Cappington steps over Knife's crumpled form as he watches them suspiciously. However, rather than interfere, Harris and Alt just give Cappington a cheery wave as they take seats next to Ross and Razz. FFC turns to pin Knife, but as he bends down he shoots a glance back to make sure Alt and Harris aren't up to anything. And while Cappington's attention is distracted, Knife snakes an arm round his neck and swings him down and over. ROLL-UP~! 1! 2! 3!
WINNER in 8:33, and STILL Onslaught Champion - The Knife!
THE CHICKENSHIT HEELS vs. PHANTOS & LUCIOS – Weapons and Titles on a Pole MatchSteel chair, Kendo stick, and lead pipe are hanging from one pole, the tag titles hang on a pole on the opposite corner. First pinfall or submission wins, and match can not end until somebody retrieves the titles.
Brawl at the bell, and Lucios punds Johnny out of the ring. Phantos baseball slides under AA and dropkicks him in the head. AA tumbles onto the middle rope, and Phantons leaps off his back, over the top rope, and drops a leg on his head. Slingshot plancha back in. On the floor, Lucios beats on Johnny all over ringside, highlighted by a press slam into the crowd - where the fans just allow Johnny to splat on the floor. Phantos goes up the ropes and tries to grab the chair, but AA shakes the ropes and crotches him, and Phantons winds up in the Tree of Woe. AA kicks the shit out of him, but Lucios slips in and grabs him from behind. Huge inverted DDT lays AA out, and Lucios frees his partner. Johnny rolls back in, but walks right into a superkick from Phantos. Phantos climbs the ropes again, but can't keep his balance - still getting the blood flow back to the legs - and Lucios opts to just put Phantos on his shoulders and Phantos grabs the kendo stick, but before he can get down, AA clips Lucios in the knees, and both guys tumble down, Phantos especially hard. AA grabs the stick and goes crazy on Lucios, then catches Phantos right across the face with it. Johnny's back up and goes up after the belts, but only brings one down. JA places the belt down on the mat, and looks for the ADRENALINE RUSH~! But Phantos shifts his weight, lands on his feet, and nails Johnny with a teardrop suplex. AA kicks him while he's down though, and catapults him into the corner. But Phantos lands on the top rope, grabs the pole, and brings down the chair. AA begs off... but backs right into Lucios. Some double team work with the chair leavs AA laying. Lucios winds up for the final shot, but Johnny takes the chair and wallops him. Phantos grabs the kendo stick and swings at Johnny, but he ducks out of the way and DDT's Phantos on the chair. Johnny looks to go after the other belt... and dislodges it. Now referee Junior Hale enters the ring to count a pinfall if need be. Phantos stumbles up, and Johnny pastes him with the title. Cover gets only two. AA drags himself up and pulls a black glove out of his tights. But before he can slap on THE CLAW, Lucios kicks him in the balls. Johnny goes after him with the kendo stick, but Lucios grabs the stick from him, so Johnny grabs one of the belts, but Lucios spears him down. Lucios sets Johnny up top for a superplex, but Phantos runs the apron, leaps onto the pole, swings around and kicks Johnny right in the head, and Adrenaline falls 12 feet or so to the floor. Phantos climbs to the top and hits a shooting star press to the floor! Meanwhile in the ring, AA is making his way up toward the lead pipe. Lucios chases him up and they slug it out on the top rope. AA slugs him with the gloved hand, and AA looks for a top rope belly to belly suplex. But as AA goes to perform the move... the turnbuckle COLLAPSES! The ringpost shifts from the bottom and the pole falls over into the ring on top of AA and Lucios. Then the base of the ring collapses where the ringpost had shifted, and the entire side of the ring drops to the floor. Referee Hale has no idea what to do... so he calls for the bell.
WINNERS in 15:10: NO CONTEST
FIRECHILD vs. OUTBACK JACK – OOWF Intercontinental Title MatchOutback Jack is out first. He stands in the middle of the ring, beer in hand, and watches the Intercontinental Champion make his entrance. As Firechild steps through the ropes, Jack sets down his beer and moves forward to stand toe-to-toe with him. Jack points at the belt and belches in Firechild’s face.
“That’s Australian for Mine, mate.”
Firechild drops the belt and punches Jack in the face. Jack just smiles, then launches himself at the champion. He tackles FC into the ropes and they both tumble to the outside. They get up swinging. Jack gets the advantage and backs FC into the railing. An Irish whip send s FC into the apron, but as Jack follows him in he leapfrogs, and Jack hits the apron hard. FC turns and slams Jack’s face into the ring post, then stuffs him into the ring. FC slingshots over the top rope with a Senton and covers, but Jack kicks out at two.
FC attacks with stomps and kicks, keeping the big man on the mat. He goes for the D-Tuner, but Jack powers out. As Jack starts to get up, FC hits the ropes and delivers a sickening dropkick to the head. Jack goes down hard and FC covers, but Jack kicks out just before the three. FC picks him up and goes for a suplex, but Jack blocks and reverses, hanging FC in the air for a good twenty seconds before dropping into a Jackhammer. He covers and gets two. Both men get to their feet and lock up. Jack grabs a headlock. FC tries to shoot him off but he hangs on, so FC powers him over with a back suplex. Jack still hangs on! FC bridges and rolls him up, forcing Jack to break the hold to kick out. FC gets to his feet and Jack goes right back to the headlock. FC immediately drives a series of elbows into Jack’s midsection. Jack lets go, and FC hits the ropes and levels him with a flying forearm. He covers and gets only two. FC pulls Jack to his feet, doubles him over with a knee to the midsection, and drives a knee into his face. FC hits the ropes and snaps Jack over with a neck breaker. He covers…and Jack Kicks out just before the three. FC picks Jack up again, but this time Jack rocks him with a rising uppercut. Jack backs FC into the corner with punches, then hits a number of chops. An Irish whip sends FC hard into the opposite corner, and Jack follows, crushing FC into the turnbuckles with an avalanche. FC stumbles out of the corner, and Jack drops him with a stunner. He covers, but only gets two. As FC gets up, Jack hooks his head and goes for a DDT, but FC grabs the top rope to block. FC breaks free with a series of punches and attempts an Irish whip. Jack reverses and follows a step behind, slamming into FC with a clothesline that takes both men over the top rope to the floor. Jack is up first and kicks away at FC before rolling him onto the Botswanan Announce table. Jack climbs up as well and picks FC up for a powerbomb. FC grabs Jack’s head and attempts to punch free, but Jack doesn’t fall. Instead he throws FC forward. FC manages to catch Jack’s head on the way down and drives him through the table with a DDT. FC drags Jack back to the ring and tries to stuff him under the ropes, but Jack fights back. FC slams Jack’s head into the apron several times, and finally manages to get him into the ring. FC rolls in and covers, but Jack puts his foot on the ropes. FC screams in frustration and pulls Jack up. He sets up the Devildriver, but Jack breaks free. Jack slips behind FC and hooks his arms for a full nelson, but FC stops that with a mule kick to the nether regions. Unfortunately, he does it in front of the referee, drawing a warning. As FC argues with the ref, Jack recovers. He grabs FC’s shoulder and spins him around. Without thinking, FC turns the rotation into another swift kick to the nads, and follows up with another DDT. Unfortunately, it’s irrelevant, since the referee has no choice but to call for the bell.
WINNER by disqualification, in 17:26, Outback Jack.
CONCRETE TG vs. LD WILLIAMS – OOWF World Heavyweight Title MatchConcrete slides into the ring and faces up to Williams and offers a handshake. Williams looks down and smirks at Crete, who keeps holding his arm out. Williams smiles and shakes Concrete’s hand, pulling him into a close clasp and they talk smack foe a second until the referee sends them to their corners and the bell rings. The combatants go to the middle of the ring and lock up, with Concrete taking early control with his size & weight advantage. He gets LD into a headlock and starts working the neck, but LD wriggles free and tries to grab an arm bar, but CTG transitions into a leg trip and slaps a leg lock on Williams on the ground. Williams makes the ropes and Concrete lets go. They lock up again, Williams managing a go-behind and a takedown, then slapping Concrete into an arm lock, and when he tries to wriggle free of that, LD slips it into a Crossface. CTG seems to be in trouble for a second, but manages to roll LD over for a quick one count. Concrete is favoring his arm now, while Williams is still shaking the twinge in his legs. They lock up again, Concrete giving ground when Williams places weight on his shoulder and Williams takes advantage, really working the arm and the shoulder. Crete is in trouble and is forced down to one knee as Williams forces on a standing Crossface and tries to press his foot into the bend of Concrete’s knee and force him face down. Concrete is desperate and stamps down on Williams’ foot, making him break the hold. Concrete spins round, kicks Williams in the gut and goes for a Final Justice, but his arm gives way and Williams clotheslines him over the top taking both men to the outside. Williams clears the cobwebs first and drags Concrete upright and headbutts him in the face. Concrete staggers back, but Williams grabs him and sends him shoulder first into the ring post. Concrete gasps in pain, his left arm hanging useless and LD grabs him and steps up onto the ring steps, setting up a DDT onto the steel. The referee is getting high up in his ten count and LD drops Crete, kicking his feet out so he lands on the floor and rolls in to break the count, then slides back out and sets up the DDT again. However, Concrete punches him in his sore leg a few times, and manages to nail LD with a leg breaker on the ring steps! Concrete tries to lift the hurting William up, but his arm won’t take the weight. He goes to roll into the ring to break the count, and Williams grabs him and pulls him back down to the floor. The referee continues his count as Williams drags himself to his feet, using Concrete to pull himself up, and then sets up the DDT on the outside. Just as he is about to hit the move, the referee counts ten and the bell rings. Williams is plenty pissed off and shouts at the referee, allowing Concrete to sucker punch him and drop him with a one armed, tiger suplex onto the floor. Concrete rolls into the ring, and the referee informs him that the match is over. Concrete looks confused as Williams drags himself to his feet on the outside, looking really pissed.
WINNER - NO CONTEST in 9:18 therefore Concrete TG is STILL OOWF World Heavyweight Champion
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