OOWF Boston Massacre PPV
Live! From Boston, Massachusetts
COMRADE SHARKOFF vs. AWESOME BILL FROM DAWSONVILLE“Moscow Calling” by Gorky Park plays, and Comrade Sharkoff makes his way to the ring waving the Russian flag and drawing boos from the crowd. Sharkoff climbs into the ring and takes the chain from around his neck and swings it around like a madman, then wraps it around his fist and threatens the referee. “The Devil Went Down to Georgia” plays next, and Awesome Bill From Dawsonville makes his way to the ring, and the crowd roars their approval, chanting PAR-TY LIK-KER, PAR-TY LIK-KER. Bill climbs into the ring and stands on the middle turnbuckle and pulls out a mason jar of Pine Cone Party Likker and is about to take a swig, when Sharkoff grabs him from behind, pulls him off the turnbuckle and HAMMERS him in the corner!
The referee calls for the bell as Sharkoff beats Bill to the mat, then picks up the party likker and mimics like he is going to unscrew the cap and dump it out. Well, you do not mess with a man’s party likker. Bill explodes out of the corner and catches Sharkoff with a stiff clothesline across the chest, sending the Russian to the mat. The referee gets the pine cone party likker out of the ring, and to the safety of the Irish Announce Table, where I am SURE it will be very safe.
Bill pulls Sharkoff to his feet and sends him to the ropes and elevates him with a big back body drop. As he hits the mat, Sharkoff pops to his feet and Bill charges in and clotheslines him over the top rope to the floor. Sharkoff lands on his feet though and grabs Bill’s foot and pulls him under the ropes to the floor and catches him with a knee to the gut, then a wicked uppercut to the throat that drops Bill to his knees and leaves him gasping for air. Sharkoff pulls Bill to the guardrail and chokes him on the railing before finally breaking, rolling back into the ring to break the count out, then heading back to the outside. He measures Bill and charges at him and catches him with a knee to the face that sends Bill flat on his back staring at the lights. Sharkoff yells at the fans that Mother Russia is number one, then pulls a dazed Bill up and rolls him into the ring. Sharkoff follows and covers Bill for a two count.
Sharkoff doesn’t slow down, he keeps Bill pinned on the mat and hammers him with repeated knees to the chest, then clubs down on his chest repeatedly with double axe handle shots, then covers again, but Bill once again kicks out at two. Sharkoff pulls Bill up and scoops him up and slams him to the mat, then heads to the corner and climbs the ropes for a flying knee drop. Bill, however, was playing a little possum (his favorite meal by the way) and gets to his feet and dives at the ropes, knocking Sharkoff from the ropes and crotching him in the corner. Bill heads to the corner and climbs to the middle rope, hammering Sharkoff on the forehead with punches, then BITES him until a warning from the referee gets him to stop. Bill hooks Sharkoff and lands a SUPERPLEX! Both men remain on the mat for a moment, then Bill rolls over and covers Sharkoff, but the Russian kicks out at two.
Bill gets to his feet and waits for Sharkoff to get to his, then kicks him in the gut and hits a PUMP HANDLE POWERBOMB for another two count. Bill pulls Sharkoff up and sends him into the corner and charges in, but Sharkoff catches him with a boot to the face. As Bill staggers away, Sharkoff loads up for the RUSSIAN SICKLE in the corner, Bill turns around and Sharkoff charges……right into a release belly to belly suplex! Sharkoff rolls under the bottom rope to the floor and Bill remains down in the middle of the ring. Bill rolls under the rope to the outside, and he and Sharkoff THROW DOWN! They trade punches hockey style for a minute, then Sharkoff rakes the eyes and whips a blinded Bill into the steps. Bill slams into the stairs back first and falls to the floor. Sharkoff pulls him up and slams him back first into the apron then rolls him back into the ring. Bill is grabbing his ribs and doesn’t notice Sharkoff climbing to the top rope. Sharkoff leaps and drops a FLYING KNEE right across Bill’s chest! Sharkoff covers, but Bill gets his foot on the bottom rope just before the three count.
Sharkoff barks at the referee and pulls Bill up and traps him in a BEARHUG! Bill fades, but the cheers of the crowd urge him to fight back. Bill reaches deep and lands several BIONIC ELBOWS to Sharkoff’s head, the last one breaking the hold and dropping Sharkoff to his knees. Bill whoops it up, then hits the ropes and charges at Sharkoff, but Sharkoff gets to his feet and catches Bill with a kick to the jaw with his right foot. Bill drops like he has been shot. Justin Sane races to the ring and tells the referee to check Sharkoff’s boot, but the Russian won’t let him. He knocks Justin off the apron and lines Bill up for the RUSSIAN SICKLE! Justin thinks fast and grabs the pine cone party likker, no suspiciously only half full, from the Irish Announce Table and takes a big swig, fights throwing up, and hops on the apron and tries to spray it in Sharkoff’s face, but Bill staggers into his way and gets a face full of party likker! Bill grins and licks the likker from his lips, but while he is distracted, Sharkoff rolls him up from behind, grabs a handful of tights, and gets the one, two, THREE!
WINNER in 13:31 – Comrade Sharkoff
JP SPARXX vs. ATTITUDE ADJUSTERJP Sparxx is out to the dulcet tones of his favorite rappers, soaking in the crowd boos as he struts down to the ring with Jewel in tow. Attitude Adjuster is out next, and he seems to be…walking funny. He hobbles from side to side, waddling into the ring. The referee promptly reaches for his pants.
Attitude Adjuster: You’ve got it all wrong! That’s not a lead pipe, I’m just happy to see you!
The referee reaches in, and in fact, it’s a lead pipe. The referee throws it away and calls for the bell as The Original Double A sighs. Showing sudden sportsmanship, Adjuster goes for the handshake. Sparxx takes it and shakes, but Sparxx pulls Attitude Adjuster close before kicking him in the gut and following that up with a kick to the temple. The kick spins Attitude Adjuster around comically, and Sparxx immediately jumps on him. Following a lungblower from Sparxx, Attitude Adjuster falls all the way into the ropes, hanging on the second rope. Sparxx appears to be sizing up some kind of 619-like maneuver, but instead goes for a running leap over the top rope, landing on Attitude Adjuster's head with a legdrop, forcing Attitude Adjuster throat-first hard onto the middle rope. Sparxx poses out on the floor, drawing some boos but a little applause for athleticism. Sparxx takes a couple steps back and hits a running enziguri on Attitude Adjuster which hits him right in the temple, knocking Attitude Adjuster back and out cold on the mat. Sparxx scrambles to the top rope looking to end this thing early. He takes off with a spinning corkscrew plancha! However, Attitude Adjuster rolls out of the way, but Sparxx manages to land on his feet! Attitude Adjuster gets to his knees, and Sparxx is already sprinting full speed with a flying low dropkick! Attitude Adjuster flops like an Italian soccer player. Sparxx covers! 1....2....Attitude Adjuster grabs the bottom rope. Sparxx thinks he's won, so he raises his arms. The referee explains to him that AA grabbed the bottom rope, and Sparxx can't believe it.
Attitude Adjuster has already rolled out of the ring, meaning Sparxx couldn’t find him for a moment. Double A starts using the outside barrier to pull himself up. Sparxx, spotting him, starts from the far side of the ring, and looks for a No Hands Plancha. But Attitude Adjuster, clearly playing possum, punches Sparxx in his stomach in mid-air like Sparxx was volleyball. Sparxx' forward momentum nearly stops and instead starts to go up. On the way back down, Attitude Adjuster catches him with a jumping Pay dirt of sorts. Both men are down as the referee begins the count.
Both men begin to separately crawl toward the ring at five, AA using a boost of energy to throw Sparxx back in. JPS runs at AA, caught by the boot. Attitude Adjuster grabs him and hoists him into the air with a Delayed Vertical Suplex. Attitude Adjuster holds him....holds him...and continues to hold the very-much-a-cruiserweight. Finally he shakes his arm and holds it to his ear like he's checking his watch. He shrugs and then drives Sparxx to the mat. His momentum almost forces Sparxx back to his feet, which is great for Attitude Adjuster as he nearly cuts Sparxx in half with a Spear. Super excited to hit this many offensive moves in a row, AA goes for the cover! 1-2-no dice. He tries again. 1-2-no dice.
Attitude Adjuster gets up and appears to be offering the referee money to make a faster count. Bribing should usually happen beforehand, kids. Attitude Adjuster turns around this time and eats a spinning back kick from Sparxx! Adjuster falls like a sack of potatoes who just failed to bribe a referee and got kicked in the head. Sparxx, who is still in rough shape, does everything he can to drag himself over to Attitude Adjuster. He drapes an arm across! 1....2...thrNO! Attitude Adjuster got his foot on the rope! Sparxx is pretty not happy with these ring ropes today! Mista Thug Life (not actually his nickname) decides that he’s going to play the Old School game too, and locks in the Orton Chinlock! The referee asks AA if he wants to tap out, and AA ponders if anyone has tapped to a chinlock since the fifties. Attitude Adjuster inches to the nearest ropes, and uses them to run up and flip completely over onto his feet. The hold's broken momentarily, but Sparxx is still hanging on. AA reverses into a downward spiral! 1-2-kickout with authority by Sparxx. AA looks rather unhappy.
Rather than offer Sparxx money to stay down, AA whips him into the ropes for a backbody drop. Sparxx just kicks the Adjuster in the face, however. Sparxx bounds back off the ropes, AA ducks the clothesline, Sparxx off the opposite ropes, AA scoops Sparxx with a Black Hole Slam, swinging Sparxx’s feet directly into the head of the referee, who dutifully BUMPS right out of the ring!
As the referee gains his bearings outside, Attitude Adjuster slips outside the ring and grabs a steel chair. He slides back in and NAILS JP Sparxx with the chair! However, the referee outside clearly heard the clang as he rises! AA quickly throws the chair outside the ring and flops face-first on the ground. The referee re-enters the ring, to find both AA and Sparxx laid out. He begins to count them both down, but AA “somehow” finds the strength to crawl up at three and go for the pin on Sparxx! One-two-three!
WINNER in 12:12….Attitude Adjuster!
Attitude Adjuster celebrates as though he has just won the Super Bowl, forgetting to act tired, and goes outside and high-fives the steel chair.
MAI MUYO & STAN FULTON vs. PHOENIX RISINGThe Music and Pyro hit and the crowd goes wild, as Phoenix Rising makes their entrance. Darling and Firewoman slap hands with the fans, and pose on the ropes. Confidence is high for them tonight. New Guard Music hits, and the cheers turn to boos as Stan Fulton and Mai Muyo make their way out. Mai still seems confused at people booing her, but Fulton pays it no mind, never taking his eyes off of his opponents. All four stand in the ring as the ref goes over some last minute rules. It's ladies first tonight, as Stan and Darling head to the apron. The bell rings and this one is underway.
Mai and Firewoman circle slowly feeling each other out. They tie up in a collar and elbow, and jockey for position. Fire is able to pull Mai into a hammerlock, but Mai spins out of it reversing the positions. Fire is able to pull a Judo hiptoss, but Mai holds onto Firewoman's arm bringing her over in a modified armdrag. Fire is quickly back up, and the speed portion of this match begins. We get several minutes of quick holds and reversals, peppered with several takedowns, neither woman getting a sustained advantage. Mai ends up going for a superkick, but Firewoman catches it. Unfortunately for her, she also catches the follow up enziguri right on the temple. This staggers her, and Mai whips her into the New Guard's corner. Mai tags in Fulton, who comes in, builds up speed and Avalanches Firewoman.
Fulton takes over with a pure power offense. Big Chops, clubbing blows, a couple of really violent scoop slams. Firewoman is a regular Ricky Morton tonight. Fulton pulls off a snap suplex and covers. The ref makes it to two, but Firewoman somehow finds the strength to kick out. Fulton however shows his own strength, gorilla pressing her, and walking over to stand directly in front of Darling, before letting her drop. Fulton smirks, and Darling is starting to fume, but he shows restraint and stays out of the ring. Fulton bounces off the ropes and goes for the big elbow, but Firewoman has recovered enough to move, and he hits the mat hard. Fire starts crawling for the corner as the big man regains his feet. Fulton grabs her ankle, but with a last push, Fire makes the tag to Darling.
Alexander comes in NBA Jam style (for those not in the know, that means HE'S ON FIRE!). Fulton eats a rapid succession of forearm shivers, followed by a combo of punches and chops. Fulton attempts to push him away to get a moments breath, but Darling ducks past it, and lands some swift kicks to the back of Fultons leg. Fulton goes down to one knee, and Darling comes in with a Shining Wizard. Fulton goes down and Darling covers, but Fulton muscles out before the ref can hit three. Darling tries to whip Stan to the ropes, but Fulton puts on the brakes and reverses it. Fulton goes for a clothesline, but Darling ducks it, and when Stan turns, he eats a standing dropkick. As Fulton backpeddles, Mai gets a blind tag. Darling is not aware of this, and continues to press the attack on Fulton. Mai comes off the top with a crossbody, and Darling goes down.
Alexander gets to play face in peril for the next several minutes, as Stan and Mai go for tag team one oh one. They cut off the ring and use quick tags to keep Darling offbalance. Stan nails a massive spinebuster on Alexander, and tags Mai who comes off the top with a flying legdrop. Instead of pinning, she heads over to get a high five from Stan. Fulton tries to motion for her to focus on Darling, but his warning comes too late, as Alexander makes the corner to tag back in a recovered Firewoman. Mai attempts to rush over to cut off Firewoman, but Fire is ready and puts a running yakuza kick right to Mai's jaw. Firewoman keeps her forward momentum, and springboards off the middle rope with a dropkick to Stan knocking him off of the apron.
Mai is regaining her feet, but Firewoman runs in with a bulldog that puts her back down. Firewoman tags Darling, who lifts Mai and nails a Darling Driver. He quick tags Firwoman, who comes off with a Firesault, and covers. Stan tries to get back in the ring to break the pin up, but Darling is ready and throws himself into the way preventing Fulton from making it in time. The three is counted and this one is over.
WINNERS in 22:13 Phoenix Rising
Fire & Alex roll to the outside and start congratulating each other on a tough fought-win as Stan & Mai help each other to their feet in the ring. As Phoenix Rising begins to make their way up the ramp they get closer to the side of the crowd where Wyatt and the team of Power & Glory happen to be sitting. Words are exchanged and that brings Fire over and she gets in Wyatt's face. It looks like Fire's about to strike out at Wyatt and Clio & Edra seem to be waiting for that to happen, but at the last moment Alex pulls Fire away but not before Clio misjudged the motion and throws a punch that lands square across Alexander's temple. He's staggered and Fire notices what just happened. Before she can get any retribution security swarms from both backstage and the crowd to keep the two teams apart. Security finally separates them enough and starts to guide Phoenix Rising to the back and Wyatt and Power & Glory back to their viewing box but the words are still being yelled between both parties.
GHOSTHEAD vs. RABBIT MASK vs. CROWING vs. EL LOBO SANGRIENTO – OOWF Onslaught Championship Elimination MatchGhosthead is out first, holding his championship aloft, but otherwise not making much motion or showing much emotion. He steps up to the ring, slowly, methodically, climbing between the ropes. He shoves the title into the referee’s hands and sits atop the turnbuckles. Crowing is out next to a big ol’ crowd pop, slapping hands as he makes his way down the ramp. He slides under the ropes and pops up to a second pop. Lot of popping going on here. El Lobo Sangriento is out next to cheers of his own, and not to be outdone, actually kisses a baby on the way to the ramp. Yeah, Crowing. He went there. Finally, Rabbit Mask comes out, vengeance in his eyes, hate in his heart, and ears on his head. He climbs into the ring, tense with violence, but there are enough men that he restrains himself for a moment. Hightower holds the belt in the center of the ring for the fans to see and after a moment he hands the belt to the timekeeper and he calls the four wrestlers back to the center of the ring and explains the rules. All four men are legal and we’re going elimination style here.
Rabbit Mask is pointing across the ring at the current champ and Ghosthead seems to gesture to bring it, but before that can happen Crowing interjects and starts throwing body blows to Rabbit Mask and leaving Ghosthead and El Lobo Sangriento fighting on the other side of the ring. El Lobo shoves the Onslaught Champion off into Rabbit Mask, who immediately turns his attention to Ghosthead. Switching around, Crowing pushes El Lobo Sangriento back into one corner and is trying to wear the big man down with body blows, but El Lobo Sangriento surprises Crowing with a burst and pushes him aside as he charges across the ring. Ghosthead senses him at the last second and is able to move out of the way, but Rabbit Mask isn’t that lucky and he gets splattered in the corner. El Lobo Sangriento looks to do more damage, but Crowing and Ghosthead shockingly work together to throw El Lobo Sangriento through the ropes and crashing to the floor.
And that’s how the next few minutes of the match go, with the three smaller competitors fighting amongst themselves but periodically trying to keep the big man at bay, either by knocking him down or creating distance. That works for a little bit until El Lobo Sangriento gets annoyed with it and grabs Rabbit Mask’s legs to pull him to the outside with him. Ghosthead grabs onto the top rope to launch himself onto El Lobo with a plancha, but El Lobo Sangriento saw it coming and he catches Ghosthead in mid-air. As El Lobo Sangriento looks around and tries to pull Ghosthead into a powerslam position, Ghosthead fights back with elbows. Crowing, alone in the ring, flies over the top rope with a NO-HANDED PLANCHA and now all three men are in a heap on the outside. The crowd goes nuts for a brief moment but they quickly quiet down as Rabbit Mask is back to his feet. Rabbit Mask hops on the apron and then up to the second rope…Lionsault Moonsault to the outside, catching all three but particularly nailing El Lobo in the head with both knees!
Though his jump was careless, Rabbit Mask is the first to his feet and he drags Ghosthead with him and shoves him into the ring. Rabbit Mask follows and goes for the cover but only gets a one count. Mask whips him hard into the corner and looks to follow up with a clothesline, but Ghosthead gets the legs up and turns the tables as Rabbit Mask barrels chest first into his knees. On the outside Crowing is up and slowly starts climbing back into the ring, but El Lobo Sangriento puts a stop to that and slams Crowing back first into the steel barricade. And that’s how the match continues for the next few minutes…the villainous Rabbit Mask and Ghosthead inside the ring trading the momentum back and forth while the popular Crowing and El Lobo Sangriento continually stop each other from taking advantage of their opponents weakening each other. Champion Ghosthead finds himself in control inside the ring as he lifts Rabbit Mask up for a snap suplex and quickly floats over, changes his hand position and nails a DOCTOR BOMB. He makes a cover, but only gets a two, as Crowing and Lobo get themselves both in the ring. The three challenges all start trading forearm strikes and the large El Lobo Sangriento gets the better of it, sending both his opponents to the floor outside the ring. El Lobo Sangriento steps between the ropes just as Rabbit Mask is getting to his feet. The two men come face to face and they waste no time in going right at it. Karate kicks from Rabbit Mask are matched by clubbing blows from El Lobo.
But it’s El Lobo Sangriento’s power edge that swings the tide in his favor and he backs Darling into the corner where he starts using his size advantage to wear the champ down. El Lobo Sangriento throws some back elbows before backing towards the center of the ring and when Rabbit Mask stumbles out of the corner El Lobo Sangriento plants him with a SNAP SCOOP POWERSLAM. El Lobo Sangriento hooks the leg, but Rabbit Mask is able to roll a shoulder prior to three. El Lobo Sangriento keeps on the offense as he whips Rabbit Mask hard into the corner and the cruiserweight crumples to the mat. El Lobo Sangriento is about to hit the far ropes for a facewash when he notices Ghosthead has gotten back on the top turnbuckle, Ghosthead leaps and El Lobo Sangriento just moves out of the way of the attempted cross-body block from Ghosthead. But he turns right into a rushing flying LARIAT from Crowing.
Ghosthead SPEARS Rabbit Mask as he comes out of his corner damn near out of his boots and Rabbit Mask rolls to the floor. Ghosthead quickly follows him to the outside and now we get Crowing and El Lobo Sangriento in the ring as Ghosthead stalks Rabbit Mask on the outside. Crowing and El Lobo Sangriento are going back and forth in the ring and it’s the impressive athleticism of Crowing that gains the edge as he uses his speed to avoid El Lobo Sangriento’s attempted strikes and then the leverage knowledge of Crowing comes into play as he sneaks behind El Lobo Sangriento and nails a GERMAN SUPLEX. Crowing keeps his hands locked and drags the massive El Lobo Sangriento back up…ROLLING GERMANS; not 1, not 2, not even 3, but 4 Germans and the crowd goes nuts once again. Crowing gets to his feet and hits the ropes but he’s tripped up from the outside by Ghosthead who’s finally back to the ringside area. Ghosthead drags Crowing to the outside and quickly replaces him inside the ring.
Ghosthead is in the ring and goes for a cover—two-count. He tries locking Sangriento into a Camel Clutch position. On the outside Crowing is about to get back in the ring when he’s spun around by Rabbit Mask, who yanks him back against the barricade. Back inside the ring, Ghosthead is all over El Lobo Sangriento and seems to be trying to bring this match down to three. He manages to lift the big man up…Brainbuster! Good for only a two-count. Outside the ring however, Crowing and Rabbit Mask are grappling on top of the announce table…suddenly Rabbit Mask moves into a DDT position, and pulls through, driving Crowing headfirst into the monitor and smacking his own head on the back of the chair! The referee didn’t see it, but the crowd saw and heard the brutal shot.
Crowing and Rabbit Mask are out of commission for a few moments as we head back inside the ring. Frustrated, Ghosthead looks to put the big-man away as he climbs to the top rope. He leaps off..caught by El Lobo! POWERBOMB to the mat! Ghosthead rolls out of the ring in pain. Lobo tries to follow him out, but finds Crowing sprawled out on the floor outside the ring. Seeing the opportunity, Lobo rolls Crowing in to the apron, and climbs in for a cover.
1...Ghosthead makes no move to save Crowing.
2...Rabbit Mask has made his way to the top rope and no one seems to notice.
3!!!
Crowing has been eliminated in 19:17
As soon as the 3 is hit, Rabbit Mask nails El Lobo Sangriento with a SHOOTING STAR PRESS right to the back! But that leaves him vulnerable when he gets back to his feet for Ghosthead to damn near take his head off with a spinning back kick!. Ghosthead lifts El Lobo Sangriento off Crowing who is now finally getting tended to by medical personal as he’s pushed to the apron. Ghosthead tries to set El Lobo Sangriento up for a double-arm DDT, but El Lobo Sangriento has that move scouted and pushes Ghosthead away. El Lobo Sangriento charges, but Ghosthead turns just in time and is able to stop El Lobo Sangriento dead in his tracks with a nasty knee right to El Lobo Sangriento’s midsection.
Rabbit Mask leapfrogs over a now-bending El Lobo Sangriento and dives right on Ghosthead, locking him into some kind of almost-a-chokehold, but Ghosthead swiftly grabs the ropes. Ghosthead has used his first rope break. Unfortunately, Rabbit Mask doesn’t want to break, but the referee pulls the Mask off (rimshot). Ghosthead nails the distracted Rabbit Mask with another straight kick, sending him stunned into El Lobo Sangriento, who hooks him up and plants him with a PILEDRIVER! Lobo drops down for the cover.
1…Ghosthead looks like he’s going to make the save.
2…Ghosthead realizes that would be stupid and steps back.
2.999999…It doesn’t matter as Rabbit Mask miraculously rolls his shoulder off the mat.
Before El Lobo Sangriento can figure out how that happened, Ghosthead drags him to his feet and tries to lock in an armbar on the giant man.. As they fight and jockey for position, Rabbit Mask crawls to his knees and with a quick burst of energy goes for a chop block on El Lobo Sangriento, but El Lobo Sangriento turns at the last moment and Rabbit Mask nails the CHOP BLOCK on Ghosthead and he crumbles to the mat. El Lobo Sangriento realizes what almost happened and drags Rabbit Mask up by the head. Suddenly, Rabbit Mask hooks under the leg, trying to leverage El lobo up—he follows through with an Ugly As Fuck suplex, but one that drives El Lobo hard on the back of the neck! El Lobo looks like he’s really feeling a stinger. El Lobo Sangriento is in serious trouble as Rabbit Mask doesn’t let up with clubbing blows to the back of the neck. The referee calls for RM to get off, but Ghosthead has found his bearings and is outside on the apron…hop onto the top rope, off with a double stomp to the back of El Lobo’s neck! The Wolf howls in pain. Ghosthead and Rabbit Mask reach around for a front facelock instinctively…they stare at each other briefly, nod, and lift…DOUBLE BRAINBUSTER to El Lobo! The big man usually doesn’t deal with so smooth a driver, given the strength of two men.. Ghosthead and Rabbit Mask both jump on El Lobo Sangriento…
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3!!!
El Lobo Sangriento has been eliminated in 24:44
And then there were two, and the crowd is pissed. Rabbit Mask stumbles into one corner and Ghosthead hobbles to his feet in the opposite corner as El Lobo Sangriento is helped from the ring. They dive at each other in a fury of flying limbs and grappling. Rabbit Mask breaks free, off the ropes, crossbody attempt reversed into a Last Call, Rabbit lands on his feet, Ghosthead spins around, jawbreaker to RM!, Dragging the Mask by the legs, he hits a SLINGSHOT SUPLEX that plants Rabbit Mask in the center of the ring. Ghosthead looks like he’s going for it all as he climbs back to the apron and heads up to the top rope and he jumps off with a flying Spectre’s Fall! but Rabbit Mask is able to roll out of the way. Ghosthead notices at the last second and he’s able to land on his feet, but as soon as he hits, his earlier-chopblocked knee buckles and he crumples to the mat once again. Rabbit Mask, like a shark sensing blood, goes to work on the knee. Spinning toe holds, chickenwinged knee drops, and Rabbit Mask even attempts a Figure Four!
Rabbit Mask has him locked up, but Ghosthead is able to grab for the ropes. Rabbit Mask places Ghosthead’s leg on the second rope and looks to come crashing down on it, but Ghosthead’s athleticism takes control and he’s able to spin out of the way—causing Rabbit Mask to land crotch first on the ropes! Rabbit Mask stumbles off in obvious pain, clutching his little bunny. Ghosthead wraps his arm around the head—Night Terror DDT! But Ghosthead isn’t going for the cover…he hooks him up, Horror Driver into the mat! Ghosthead goes for the cover: 1….2…..RABBIT MASK KICKS OUT! Ghosthead is incredulous, but in a spark, he gets up, measures Mask for one last kick to the head—bang. RM flops back on his back. No cover this time, as Ghosthead goes to the top, half-stumbling as he runs…Spectre’s Fall, beautifully aimed! Ghosthead crashes down and seems to hook the leg in the same motion: 1….2….3!
Rabbit Mask has been eliminated in 29:49
WINNER and STILL OOWF Onslaught Champion…Ghosthead!
THE FLYIN HAWAIIANS vs. TEXPRESS – OOWF World Tag Team Title 2/3 Falls MatchMatch TBAL. The Flyin Hawaiians win the first and third falls to retain the titles.
MATT FOLZ vs. DANNY TAYLOR vs. RICKY SOARING EAGLE vs. STANK – OOWF Intercontinental Title Fatal Four WayThe ring clears and the Intercontinental Championship is announced. Out first is the very angry Ricky Soaring Eagle. He wastes no time in getting to the ring and seething in the corner. Out next is Dynamite Danny Taylor to a roar from the crowd. Boston is bonkers for the boom.
Next is future Hall of Famer Stank to a surprisingly tepid response from the crowd. Perhaps his star is falling a bit. Or perhaps this is John Cena-type crowd and Stank certainly is nothing like that. Finally, to the loudest chorus of boos possible is OOWF Intercontinental Champion Matt Folz. Folz casually makes his way to ringside with utter disdain for the crowd’s opinion of him.
Folz climbs into the ring, give his title belt over to the referee and this one is underway.
Folz quickly rolls out of the ring and taps his head in the universal sign of “I’m smart” while DDT and Stank stand over Folz and glare. RSE takes advantage of Taylor’s and Stank’s distraction and clubs DDT over the top rope to the floor. Stank turns right into a clothesline from RSE and Ricky goes for the quick cover but Stank kicks out before the ref can even count one.
Meanwhile, on the floor, Folz is mounted over DDT just raining blows to the top of his head until finally Taylor is busted wide open. Folz doesn’t stop until his arm starts getting tired. Taylor rolls on his side and the blood starts pooling up beneath his head.
Folz wipes his arm off on the Norwegian Announce Table and rolls back into the ring. RSE and Stank are trading shots in the corner, each turning the other back into the turnbuckle for a shot or two before he’s turned back in himself. Stank has RSE pinned in the corner and gives him a sharp European uppercut, rocking RSE’s head back. Folz, ever the opportunist, closes in, picks up Stank and pulls him over into a belly-to-back suplex. Stank rolls away, Folz stands up so proud of himself and RSE explodes out of the corner. Folz starts to get a beating like he never has before as RSE takes out all his aggression on Folz and Folz’s head. Folz is now busted open and it isn’t long before he’s in full Muta. Finally, RSE has had enough and picks Folz up and hits the RETURN TO EARTH! Folz is out; RSE makes the pin. 1...2...NO! Folz kicks out at the last second.
Folz stands up very woozy and shoves the referee, saying something about not wanting the iced tea but wanting a root beer. Folz is in la la land. The ref shoves him back and RSE thinks he’s going to level Folz, but Folz, ever the crafty veteran, somehow knew what was coming and reverses the scoop slam, floating over RSE’s shoulder using his blood as a lubicant, turns him around and hits a Fisherman’s Suplex, bridging for the three count. 1...2...3!
Ricky Soaring Eagle has been eliminated!Ricky can’t believe it as he had Folz dead to rights. But the referee’s decision is final. RSE isn’t leaving peacefully though. He starts beating on Folz and stomping a mudhole in him in the corner.
While the ref is trying to get RSE out of the ring, Stank and Taylor are stirring and make their way back inside the squared circle. Taylor’s forehead isn’t pumping blood out at a dangerous rate any longer. RSE is finally shoved out of the ring and Folz is left unconscious.
Stank and Taylor look at each other and a small smile is seen on both of their faces. They pick Folz up out of the corner and whip him across the ropes. Stank hangs back and Taylor meets Folz in the center of the ring on his return and kicks him in the stomach. Folz bends and ... DYNAMITE DROP! Folz starts to turn over and right then Stank runs in and nails STANKONIA 2.0! Stank rolls away and Taylor covers. 1...2...3!
Matt Folz has been eliminated! We’re going to have a new Intercontinental Champion as Matt Folz is helped out of the ring in severe pain and much blood loss.
Taylor and Stank both get to their feet and give each other the Handshake of Mutual Admiration. Then it’s on. No quarter is given as each man lays in haymakers and uppercuts and open palm slaps to the chest and every back and forth move available. Taylor’s head is busted open again here. After a minute or two of this with half the crowd cheering when Stank hits a move and the other half cheering for DDT, Stank whips Taylor to a corner and has Taylor comes staggering out, hits a spear! 1...2... Taylor kicks out. Stank helps him to his feet and scoop slams him to the canvas. 1...2... again Taylor kicks out. Again Stank picks Taylor up and Taylor catches Stank in a small package! 1...2... Stank kicks out!
Stank is annoyed at being caught by such a move and jabs a thumb into DDT’s eye to get some recovery time. The crowd boos at bit, but Stank is in full-fledged pissed off big man mode. Taylor eats some clubbing right hands, slowly backing into a corner trying to keep the blood out of his eyes. Stank follows him in, turns to face the ring and whips his elbows back and forth into Taylor’s skull. Whip to the opposite corner and running avalanche! As DDT comes out of the corner, Stank lifts him up... STANK U! This one’s over. 1...2... NO! Taylor rolls the shoulder at 2⅞. Stank can’t believe it and looks up at the ref with disbelief.
The ref confirms the two count and Stank then turns right into an exploding clothesline from a just-getting-to-his-feet DDT. With what can only be described as a burst of adrenaline, Taylor jumps onto a prone Stank and locks in the TNT (TWISTING NECKBREAKER TRAP)! Perfect ring position on this one as Stank has nowhere to go. The crowd is screaming like banshees as Stank tries to hold on. Danny’s forehead is pumping blood over both himself and Stank. Stank tries to inch towards the ropes but Taylor has too much mass to move easily. Finally there’s nothing more Stank can do and after minutes, finally taps.
WINNER in 23:59 and NEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWW OOWF Intercontinental Champion, Dynamite Danny Taylor![/b]
Victor Dinero and El Lobo Sangriento storm the ring and celebrate with Taylor who’s so overcome with emotion that he’s on his knees staring at the title belt like it was the Holy Grail; tears stream down his face along with his blood onto the belt as DVD and Lobo, along with the crowd, cheer wildly.
LD WILLIAMS vs. CHRIS EVANS – OOWF World Heavyweight Title MatchThe crowd starts to finally settle down after Danny Taylor’s victory and Drink and Destroy are escorted to the back
en masse. The lights go out and Iron Maiden’s “The Trooper” blares from the PA system.
Chris Evans appears at the top of the ramp with New Guard members The Crusher Stan Fulton, Matt Folz (looking dejected after his loss earlier in the evening), The Flyin’ Hawaiians, Mai Muyo and J-P Sparxx. The crowd, of course, boos heavily, though a few pockets of cheers are heard from various parts of the arena. Evans motions to the New Guard in the universal symbol of “I’ve got this” and makes his way to the ring alone while his comrades head backstage. Evans casually smirks his way between the ropes and lounges in the corner.
“Jekyll & Hyde” by Petra resounds and the crowd goes ballistic. Through the curtain steps OOWF World Heavyweight Champion LD Williams and the crowd gets even louder. A small smile might be turning up the corners of LD’s mouth as he makes his way to the ring. But it’s LD Williams so who knows. Maybe Stanley the Duck knows.
Fall River’s Own Angelo Barros is tonight’s referee and he keeps both men separate as LD heads up to the corner. OOWF Announcer J.T. “Chips” Roberts takes the mic.
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your main event of the evening and is for the OOWF World Heavyweight Championship! First, the challenger in the corner to my right. He hails from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in tonight at 232 pounds, “Lionheart” Chris Evans!”
The crowed boos lustily. A beer cup or five is tossed at the ring as well.
“And in the corner to my left, hailing from Cambridge, Ontario, Canada. He weighed in also at 232 pounds, he is the reigning and defending OOWF World Heavyweight Champion, L... D... WILLIAMS!”
Announcer Roberts exits the ring as the fans go nuts and Barros rings the bell. Evans wastes no time and charges Williams driving him into the corner. After driving his shoulder into LD’s sternum multiple times, Evans whips Williams to the opposite corner, charging right afterwards with a running clothesline. Williams is already staggered and wobbles out of the corner into another clothesline that drops him to the canvas.
Evans positions himself behind Williams as LD climbs slowly to his feet. Once there, Evans tries a quick suplex, but Williams counters and hits one of his own. Evans rolls out to the floor and both men catch their breath. Evans is up first and climbs to the apron where Williams is waiting for him and with a forearm to the jaw sends him back to the floor.
Williams rolls out and tosses Evans back into the ring, quickly following him back in and delivering a series of European uppercuts which would make Lord Steven Regal proud. Evans staggers back to the corner and Williams charges in, but Evans was playing possum and moves aside and Williams shoulder blocks the ring post.
The next few minutes are spent with Evans working over William’s injured left shoulder; arms bars, elbow & knee drops and even a version of the Angle Slam to that shoulder. Williams gets a chance to break away, but Evans stops that cold with a finger to the eye then locks in another ODE TO JERICHO arm bar.
Evans is feeling it now as he hits a springboard moonsault and goes for the pin. 1... 2... and Williams rolls his shoulder. Evans doesn’t waste any time and picks Williams up into a fireman’s carry and hits his LETHAL VORTEX slam. 1... 2... NO! Williams again kicks out. Evans grabs Williams by the hair and lifts him up only to receive a short-arm clothesline! Williams with the cover. Barros quickly down to make the count. 1... 2... and Evans kicks out.
Williams stands to talk to Barros about the current state of the Greek economy and Evans takes a shot from behind right to William’s wedding tackle! Barros gives Evans the what’s for and Evans is all apologetic and even offers to get Barros a Starbucks coffee. The crowd is about to riot. Boston doesn’t like Starbucks.
Evans is certain of this win now. He gets Williams up and hits the CANADIAN BACKBREAKER! This should do it. Barros with the 1... 2... MY GAWD! Williams rolls the shoulder at 2½! Evans is furious at Barros, at the Honduran Announce Table and at Obamacare! Evans gives the throat cut universal sign of “that’s it” and picks Williams up, CANDADIAN CRASH Vertabreaker! Williams is dead! There’s no way he’s getting up now. The count is academic at this point. So Evans lays across Williams and counts along with the referee. 1... 2... HELL NO! Williams rolls the shoulder one more time!
Evans can’t believe it. He sits next to the barely stirring Williams staring daggers at Barros. Finally standing, Evans pulls Williams to his feet and Williams finds some form of energy and rolls Evans up in a schoolboy! 1... 2... Evans kicks out hard. Even more angry than before, Evans leaps to his feet right into a DDT. The crowd is pouring adrenaline into LD and he lifts Evans up for the CANADIAN DESTROYER, but Evans knocks Williams arms away and gives him a shot between the eyes. Barros reprimands Evans yet again and Evans gives Barros the sign that he’s number one. Sort of. Well not really. Wrong finger.
Evans turns around right into a kick to the stomach and Williams gets Evans up... CANDADIAN DESTROYER! 1... 2... 3! J.T. Roberts makes the announcement from ringside:
WINNER in 25:12 and STILL OOWF World Heavyweight Championship, LD WILLIAMS
By the time the announcement finishes ringing off the walls of the arena, the entire New Guard is out to put the beatdown on Williams. Once he’s down, Mai Muyo goes to the top rope... SAVIOR SPLASH! Not to be outdone, J-P Sparxx to the top... DA BOMB! As soon as Sparxx rolls off Williams, Fulton hits THE CRUSHER and finally Matt Folz locks in a really good STF until Williams passes out.
A slew of referees tries to keep the New Guard off Williams, but like in all good group beatings, the lockerroom doesn’t empty in time to prevent it. The New Guard nonchalantly leave the ring as Stank, Drink and Destroy, Phoenix Rising and Texpress all come down to the ring to help Williams but the damage is done.
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