OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Whangarei, New Zealand
KNIFE vs. MYSTERY OPPONENTKnife comes to the ring first and kneels in the corner deep in prayer or meditation, whatever it is he does. The arena lights go dark and the sound of bubbling waters and serene notes start up. A single white dot appears at the top of the stage and soon spreads to a spotlight. A figure dressed in a flowing hooded white robe steps into the spot light and slowly makes his way to the ring. The hooded figure steps between the ropes and the house lights slowly brighten. The hooded and robed figure stands in the middle of the ring for a moment, then in one motion shrugs off the rope and we see it is…….CHRIS COLE!!!! Cole stands in the center of the ring and soaks in a decidedly mixed reaction. The bell rings and Knife gets to his feet and charges out of the corner and attacks Cole from behind hammering the back of his head with a forearm that sends him to the corner. Knife lands several stiff chops to Cole’s chest, then tries to whip him to the opposite corner, but Cole reverses the whip and follows him into the corner with a clothesline, then pulls Knife out and hits a tilt-a-whirl back breaker. Knife writhes in pain on the mat and Cole climbs to the second rope and drops a knee across his chest, covers, and gets a two count. Cole pulls Knife to his feet and hits a series of snap suplexes, then pulls Knife to a sitting position and rebounds off the ropes and buries a knee right between his shoulder blades, Knife falls back to the mat and Cole drops an elbow across his chest and covers again and gets another two count. Cole pulls Knife up and whips him into the corner and charges in, but Knife gets a boot up and catches Cole in the jaw. Cole staggers and Knife explodes out of the corner and takes him to the mat with a clothesline. Knife pulls Cole up and hits a jaw breaker, then covers, but only gets a two count. Knife waits for Cole to get to his feet again, then scoops him up and slams him to the mat, drops a leg across his chest, and covers for another two count. Knife gets to his feet and calls for the STAB! Cole gets up and Knife tries, but Cole catches his foot, spins him around and clotheslines him to the mat. Chris Cole climbs to the top rope, but Knife lunges for the ropes and crotches him on the top. Knife climbs the corner with him and takes Cole off with a superplex. Knife is up again first, and this time he calls for the Hand of God. Cole gets to his feet and Knife charges and swings, but Cole ducks, and grabs Knife and hits a release German suplex. When Knife gets to his feet, Cole kicks him in the midsection and lifts him up and hits the HEADLINER! Cole covers, hooking the leg and gets the one, two three!
WINNER in 5:12 – Chris Cole
<Cole grabs a mic and waits in the center of the ring as the crowd dies down a bit. The crowd seems split with 50% cheers and 50% boos>
CC: It’s great to be back inside an OOWF Ring. I can hear a little bit of the nostalgia pop. Thanks, that was nice. I know I’m not the most liked guy in this company’s history. I was the best and to be the best you have to bend the rules a little. You can’t be Mr. Nice Guy and also be the Longest Reigning OOWF Champion in history. So I understand those of you who still hate me. I made my choices and I’m living with them.
So the last time you guys saw me I was a little out of my head. I’ve been “The Main Event” my entire life and it was difficult for me to accept any less. The more I obsessed with being the World Champ the further from that goal I became. I wanted it so badly that it affected every aspect of my life. I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t work out like I needed to stay on ring shape. I was a mess. You can call it a nervous breakdown or whatever you want but I needed a break and to re-evaluate my life as a wrestler.
The first few months are a blur. I recall dressing funny and talking really slowly to Seraph. I even forgot how much I hated that guy. But for all the wars we had been through he still took the time to search my soul and realize who I am. I am “The Main Event.” It doesn’t matter if I’m curtain-jerking or Headlining. I am and always will be “The Main Event”. I am a former BTW Tag Team Champion, a former BTW World Champion, a former BTW Commissioner, a former OOWF Tag Team Champion, and the Longest Reigning OOWF World Champion in history. Fans will line up for miles just to see me wrestle. Some cheer for me and some just want to see me get my ass kicked. But I put asses in seats and that doesn’t change if there is gold around my waist or not.
So why am I back? The answer is because I love wrestling. I missed the action. I missed the competition. I even missed….you the fans. I’m here to fight. I’m here to win. I’m here to LEAD. I know most will have a hard time trusting me. I’ve wronged many as the leader of the 3 Piece Set. And honestly I wouldn’t change any of that history if I could. But I can show all of you that those days of my past are truly past. I want to make some apologies here today.
First off to my former team mate, Ax-man. I’m sorry. 3 Piece Set was your baby. You allowed me to share your dream of the most dominating faction. And then when you were injured and bringing me down I threw you to the curb. I’m sorry Ax.
To Firechild. You were the 3rd Piece of the Set. The chosen one. But when your star started to shine to brightly that it began to overshadow my own accomplishments I also threw you to the curb. Even with all the bad blood between us I do want to say that I’m proud of what you have accomplished here.
To Harris & Alt. I’ve had wars with you guys. And then you also became a part of the 3 Piece Set family. But while we were in the Set I was beginning to lose myself. My downward spiral kept us from dominating the OOWF like we were destined to. I’m sorry.
And finally to the General Manager. Rick, we’ve never seen eye to eye. I’m sure I’m responsible for the high legal fees this company had to deal with for years. I’m sorry for the headaches and mental abuse I put you through. I’m sorry for adding to your whiskey addictions. I’m sorry I couldn’t enjoy my time as World Champion and worked with you to lead the OOWF to be the very best. Instead I selfishly tried to make myself the best. Rick, I know you have no reason to believe any of this but I’ll try and show you that you made the right choice in hiring me back. I know you only did it because I can seel tickets and add to the bottom line of this company but I want to show you that I can be so much more then that.
I’m here to be a leader. All the young guys should learn from my successes, my failures, my mistakes, my talent. And don’t forget that I still have talent. I still have more talent then most of the roster. I’ll show each and every one of you, one by one why I’m called “The Main Event”.JW WESTGAARD vs. CHRIS ALTJunior Hale is YOUR referee!
HH walks down with Alt, and they high-five slow circle to start, Alt grinning wide. The two lock up and push each other around the ring. JWW shoves Alt to the ground and celebrates, drawing boos. Alt rolls out of the ring and gets a few words of encouragement from Harris. Alt climbs back into the ring and marches up to Westgaard. The two lock up again, pushing each other around a bit before Alt shoves JWW to the ground. HH jumps up and down and gets the crowd going. Alt grins some more as JWW gets up. "We’re even", Alt quips before the two lock up once more. Westgaard gets Alt's arm and hammerlocks it, turning Alt to HH and showing him off. HH protests, but doesn't interfere as JWW slings Alt to a corner and then buries a shoulder into Alt's midsection! JWW steps back and slaps Alt, then climbs out of the ring and offers to slap HH! Hale starts the ten count as JWW talks smack with HH. Harris catches something out of the corner of his eye and shoves Westgaard back, putting him clear as Alt SUICIDE SOMERSAULT PLANCHAS Westgaard! The two of them clatter into the guardrails. Harris wades in to separate them, but the ref waves him off. Alt crawls out and Harris helps him up. Westgaard marches up to them and knocks their heads together! Hale admonishes JWW as he rolls back in the ring and gets a mic while the BFF help each other up.
"You two were just plain made for each other! You shouldn't be out here, Harris, but if you're gonna be, why don't you two get the honeymoon suite?"
Hale continues to count (he's at 6). Harris rolls Alt back into the ring. JWW kicks Alt out and tries to kick Harris. Harris backs up, JWW raises the mic again.
"You two are too busy being butt-buddies to take this business seriously! No one wants to see you here! Go home!"
Hale reaches 10 and calls for the bell.
WINNER in 8:55 by count out – JW Westgaard
THE E vs. HARDBODY HARRISHardbody Harris slides into the ring, Chris Alt remains on the outside. The opening chords of a Foo Fighters song fire up, only to have the rest of the tune obscured by the fans loud jeering. Eric O’Mac appears at the top of the entrance ramp, and struts his way to the ring. Referee Angelo Barros calls for the bell, and “The E” charges Harris, knocking him into the corner and unleashes a flurry of punches and chops. Barros begins a 5 count for a rope break, and E relents after 4. HH uses that pause to charge his opponent, kicking him in the gut and hitting a scoop slam, followed by a knee drop. Harris covers, but only nets a 2 count. HH drags EOM up, and sends him into the ropes. The Sports Entertainment God ducks the ensuing clothesline and bounces off the opposite rope to deliver a thunderous shoulder block. Eric pauses, hits the ropes again, and connects with an elbow drop. O’Mac covers, and Barros barely gets to one before Harris powers out. EOM is in control. He weakens HH with a short-arm clothesline, a shoulder breaker, and a delay vertical suplex. He then wrenches HH in a chin lock and keeps HH trapped in it for nearly 30 seconds. Harris begins to power out, and manages to get back to a vertical base. He elbows EOM in the gut, connects with a scissor kick, and then a leg drop. Barros counts the pin attempt 1, 2, and EOM JUST gets his shoulder up.
HH points to the crowd as the decibel level hits the 120 mark, and climbs the middle turnbuckle. He leaps off, attempting to hit EOM with a double-ax handle smash, but The E is ready for him. A boot to the mid-section doubles HH over, and EOM hits thunderous DDT. O’Mac pauses to soak in the jeers of the crowd and then traps Harris in another chin lock. The crickets go wild as EOM tightens his grip on HH. Harris tries to power out, but receives a knee to the back for his efforts. Harris staggers to his feet, and is hit with an enziguri. Another cover earns only a 2 count. EOM looks pleased with himself as he sets HH up for The Smackdown. Harris blocks the attempt and backdrops EOM. Harris hits a forearm smash and a press slam. He goes to the Turnbuckles, looking to hit the rare TOP ROPE TO BE EDITED IN LATER. Harris leaps off, and is CAUGHT by Eric, who uses Harris’ momentum to hit The Smackdown! Barros counts 1, 2 and 3!!
WINNER in 7:12 – Eric “The E” O’Mac
(CTG is watching one of his matches with Moose when there's a knock at his locker room door)
CTG: (Pauses the tape) come in!
(In strides Gregory Helms, Ace Reporter. He's still wearing a neck brace)
CTG: ! (stands)
GH: It's been a while, Citizen Takaken.
CTG: I was hoping you were more on the mend than this...
GH: (shakes head) rehab hasn't been going well. I'm still pretty numb in one arm. I don't dare try flying right now.
CTG: I'm sorry to hear this. But as another of our allies once said, "Revenge is best served.... Karmic."*
GH: (Looks away)
CTG: you should have never left, my friend. Nor should you have abandoned your partner.**
GH: That's why I'm here. If I don't heal, that's one less hand you have defending justice up north. I understand that you've been contacted already and considering the offer. If you won't take it at face value, I'm making the effort. You could be the hero that I am physically... unable to be. (lowers head)
CTG: .... I still need time to think about this, Citizen Helms. I will have an answer soon enough.
GH: Your decision could mean the fate of our company. If that castle falls, the rest come down in the debris. (turns and walks out quietly)ONSLAUGHT DIVISION GAUNTLET MATCHThis is an elimination style gauntlet match. Only two wrestlers in the ring at a time. Last wrestler standing will be declared the winner. As the wrestlers are making their entrances the camera pans to a well dressed man sitting in the crowd, with a beautiful woman, clearly over dressed for the event, sitting next to him. He appears to be making notes on each wrestler as they come to the ring. Firewoman enters first to an appreciative crowd. She waits to see who her opponent is when The Nerve Agent's music hits! This may put a dent in the faction's plan. Firewoman and Nerve shake hands as the ref calls for the bell.
Both wrestlers start off slowly, feeling each other out. Fire dives in first and they tie-up. Reversal by Nerve. Fire ducks the clothesline and hits Nerve with a DDT. She goes to follow up but Nerve Irish-whips her toward the ropes. Nerve jumps over a charging Fire and hits her with a monkey flip after the bounce back. Nerve goes for the cover and barely gets a two. Both back on their feet, Nerve springs off the second rope, but Firewoman catches him and hits the Ciao Baby! Cover, ONE, TWO, and Nerve barely kicks out. A bit more back and forth and then Nerve whips Firewoman into the corner. He charges after her but she moves and he goes HEAD FIRST into the ring post. Fire hits the FireDriver and covers, ONE, TWO, THREE!
ELIMINATED: The Nerves Agent Nerve is helped to the back as Fire awaits the next challenger. Flogging Molly hits the PA and out rushes Seamus McNasty! He finishes a Guinness and slides into the ring. Fire tries to take it to Seamus early, but it's obvious she has expended a lot of energy already. Seamus goes for a clothesline, Fire ducks and hits a modified BackStabber. She goes for the pin but Seamus kicks out at one. Seamus gets on the offensive and lands a few punches. Fire charges, but Seamus hits the Irish Car Bomb! With the cross face strongly applied in the middle of the ring Fire has no choice but to tap out!
ELIMINATED: Firewoman Rabbxt hits the ring next and immediately starts flying all over the place. Seamus charges with a clothesline but Rabbxt flips over him and hits a neckbreaker. Rabbxt tries to follow up but is leveled with a forearm. This match is definitely a clash of styles. Every time Seamus charges in Rabbxt flips out of the way. Rabbxt is whipped off the ropes and tries a Pele (guess he's been watching TNA) but Seamus backs up and Rabbxt lands on the back of his head. Seamus follows with an elbow drop, but Rabbxt rolls out of the way just in time. Both men get to their feet. Seamus charges with a clothesline, Rabbxt ducks and runs up the turnbuckle and tries to hit Seamus with a cross body. Seamus catches him and power slams him to the mat! Cover, ONE, TWO, Rabbxt kicks out! A clearly frustrated Seamus picks up Rabbxt and heads to the corner. He's going for a top rope Celtic Cross! Rabbxt fights out of it and shoves Seamus to the mat. Rabbxt is on the top rope with a downed opponent! He hits the 630! ONE, TWO, THREE!
ELIMINATED: Seamus McNasty Rabbxt catches his breath as “Raining Blood” by Slayer fills the arena. It's Blitz! Only one of the two will be able to wrestle in the final match of the gauntlet. Both men stare at each other and go for the tie up. They break and go in again. Blitz goes for a wrist-lock, Rabbxt flips out of and tries a clothesline, Blitz ducks and goes for a sweep, Rabbxt jumps it, runs and springs off the second rope for a flip, Blitz ducks but Rabbxt lands on his feet. Both wrestlers stare at each other as the crowd roars in approval. Tie up again and Rabbxt whips Blitz into the ropes. Blitz tries a clothesline but Rabbxt ducks. Blitz bounces off the ropes and hits a cross body. One, two, Rabbxt kicks out. Both men start flipping around the ring to the satisfaction of the crowd. Rabbxt tries a dropkick but Blitz backs up and immediately locks in the Boston Crab! Can Rabbxt make it to the ropes? After much struggling Rabbxt grabs the rope and Blitz is forced to let go. Back and forth until Rabbxt hits a springboard dropkick. Rabbxt climbs the top rope and goes for the 810! Blitz rolls out of the way just in time! Blitz runs to the corner and hits the Blitz Flip! That's got to be the fastest shooting star press the OOWF has ever seen! Cover, ONE, TWO, THREE!
ELIMINATED: Rabbxt Rabbxt looks upset as he leaves the ring. Blitz knows who his final opponent is and waits for The Dead to enter the ring. The moment The Dead enters the ring Blitz is all over him. Rabbxt and Firewoman are watching at ringside, clearly hoping The Dead gets what he deserves. The Dead pushes Blitz off of him and goes for a flying clothesline but Blitz ducks. Blitz goes back on the offensive, laying punch after punch into The Dead. Dead finally gets some space by poking Blitz in the eye. The Dead bounces off the ropes and charges at Blitz, but Blitz sidesteps and sends The Dead over the top rope and onto the apron. Blitz tries to shove him off the apron, but The Dead lands a shoulder into Blitz's stomach. The Dead flies off the top rope and hits a springboard DDT! Cover, ONE, TWO, THR..Blitz kicks out! The Dead looks pissed and waits for Blitz to get up. He does and The Dead goes for the CTC! Blitz ducks, grabs his leg, and hits him with a suplex! Blitz heads to the top rope and motions to the crowd that he's going for the Blitz Flip! But wait, what's this? Firewoman is on the apron distracting the referee. Rabbxt runs up behind Blitz and crotches him on the top rope! Blitz slumps into the corner in a sitting position as The Dead rises to his feet. Rabbxt grabs a chair and holds it in front of Blitz's face as The Dead climbs the turnbuckle in the opposite corner. OH MY GOD! A coast-to-coast Van Deadinator! Firewoman stops bothering with the ref just in time for The Dead to make the cover. Nerve runs out from the back with a bandaged head to try and break up the pin but Firewoman levels him. ONE, TWO, THREE!
WINNER in 27:43 – The Dead
After the match Rabbxt and Firewoman enter the ring and each raise one of The Dead's hands. Were they planning this together all along? Suddenly, they both kick The Dead in the stomach and hit a double DDT on the chair still in the ring. Rabbxt goes for the cover and Firewoman counts it. 1, 2, 3! A voice booms over the PA system, “Your new Iron Person Champion, Rabbxt!”
FIRECHILD vs. F. FONZWORTH MACCAPPINGTONIII - Ladder Match (if Firechild wins, he gets MacCappington's entire wealth - if MacCappington wins, then Firechild becomes his indentured servant) Firechild enters first, seemingly his usual boisterous self, shouting at the crowd, looking longingly at the ladder at ringside and then at the briefcase hanging above the ring, but as soon as he steps into the ring and MacCappington's music hits his eyes go steel-cold and he bores a hole into the backdrop even before MacCappington and Lance make their entrance. MacCappington takes his time disrobing, as Lance takes his robe and gloves with great reverence. In the ring, Firechild shrugs his shoulders and jumps down and charges up the ramp to join battle. MacCappington is ready however and sidesteps the clumsy, angry charge and sends Firechild face first into the huge OOWF logo in the backdrop. Firechild staggers back, a little dazed and MacCappington floors him with a HUGE clothesline! Lance jumps in and grabs Firechild and holds him down with a choke, as the referee runs out, but MacCappington reaches over the barricade and pushes a fan out of their chair and drags it over. Firechild is fighting Lance off, but MacCappington kicks him in the face and then slips the chair over his left leg. Lance lets go and backs away as MacCappington stamps down hard on the chair, crushing Firechild's left leg! The crowd gasps in sympathy as MacCappington laughs at Firechild and turns towards the ladder. Lance is starting to take the ladder down, but the referee pushes him away and orders him to the back. Lance and MacCappington argue with the official but he commands Lance to go to the back. MacCappington is EXTREMELY put out at having to manhandle his own ladder and with a great deal of puffing and whining he slides the ladder into the ring and starts to put it up. He takes his time getting the ladder directly below the briefcase, and then turns to make sure Firechild is nowhere near. Firechild is crawling along the ramp towards the ring, but is still a long way away, and MacCappington laughs and starts to climb the ladder. He reaches the top, and starts to reach for the briefcase, when SERAPH slides into the ring, having entered through the crowd! Seraph climbs up and grabs an amazed MacCappington and hits a Propitiation off of the top of the ladder! The referee screams at Seraph to get out, and he smiles, seraphically (sorry, too easy) and rolls down to where Firechild is dragging himself towards the ring. Seraph reaches a hand down, and pulls Firechild up. The share a quiet word, then Seraph leaves, as Firechild steadies himself against the barricade, still unable to put any weight on his left leg. He hops to the ring and drags himself up the turnbuckle as MacCappington presses up and clears the cobwebs. Firechild crouches on top of the turnbuckle and launches himself in a corkscrew moonsault right onto MacCappington's back! The crowd chant HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT as both men roll about in agony. The ladder is toppled in the ring as MacCappington gets to his feet, still holding his back while Firechild drags himself upright with the ring ropes. MacCappington gets his senses back, and sees Firechild, and charges across the ring looking to clothesline him out, but Firechild manages to sidestep him and uses his momentary unbalance to roll him into the D-Tuner! Firechild uses the ropes for leverage, and rests his injured leg on the back of MacCappington's neck! The referee screams at Firechild to loose the ropes, but Firechild shakes his head as MacCappington screams in pain. After a bit of this, MacCappington manages to reach behind his head and drags Firechild's injured leg away, allowing him to push up and power out of the submission hold. MacCappington rolls away, as Firechild slumps against the ropes. MacCappington shakes his head and sets up the ladder, and starts to climb, but Firechild launches himself off the ropes and knocks it over again. MacCappington sees him coming and jumps off the ladder grabbing his sore back as he lands. Firechild tumbles with the ladder, getting himself all tangled up in it. MacCappington hammers the ladder open and shut onto Firechild's battered body a few times, then drags him out and nails an Och-Aye-The-Noo-Fae-Edinboro ONTO the ladder. Firechild writhes in pain as MacCappington gets to his feet, and sets the ladder up above his fallen foe, and climbs for the briefcase. As he reaches the top, Firechild wriggles upright and drags himself up the ladder, and just as MacCappington gets a solid grip on the briefcase, Firechild lands a solid blow on his midsection. MacCappington is winded, and Firechild drags himself to the top of the ladder. MacCappington swings a fist at him, but Firechild blocks it, and head butts him in the face! MacCappington sways, but Firechild drags him back and, steadying himself on top of the ladder, hooks him for a Wings of the Phoenix, but can't lift MacCappington off the ladder on his injured leg. The ladder starts to sway, and Firechild gets a look of grim determination on his face and throws himself over MacCappington's back, still holding onto the hooked arms, sending him crashing to the mat with a rolling Wings of the Phoenix from the top of the ladder. The two grapplers hit the mat with a crash, and lie motionless as the ladder topples and rests on the top rope. The crowd explode with a HOLY SHIT chant following a moment of stunned disbelief, and the arena is rocking as both men struggle upright. Firechild manhandles the ladder upright and climbs, pain etched on his face, his left leg hanging useless, and he takes an age to climb. MacCappington struggles upright, then collapses, holding his back and the referee stoops to check on him. Firechild nears the top of the ladder and has a grasp on the briefcase, when Lance appears out of the crowd and dashes into the ring and pushes the ladder over. Firechild crashes to the outside, landing hard in his injured leg and Lance rights the ladder and slides out of the ring as the referee turns to see Firechild disappear over the top rope. MacCappington struggles to his feet and drags himself up the ladder, wincing in pain and clutching his back with every step, but Firechild is down and out at ringside and MacCappington manages to grasp the briefcase, before tumbling into the ring.
WINNER in 23:18 is F. Fonzworth MacCappington III
Lance slides into the ring and helps MacCappington to his feet, MacCappington opens the briefcase and takes out two pieces of paper. One he laughs at and rips in half, then grabs his back in pain, but the second brandishes to the crowd and signs, starting to cackle in a machiavellian fashion. Firechild has rolled into the ring and lies slumped in the corner, his expression an inscrutable mix of pain, disappointment and hatred. MacCappington tears off a carbon copy of the contract he has signed and tosses it contemptuously at Firechild, and roars, loud enough to be captured by the ringside mikes. "I own you!"
Lance helps his master to the back as Firechild lies slumped in the ring, looking in disbelief at the crumpled contract.
CONCRETE TG vs. MOOSEHEAD JACKBoth men make their standard entrances and stand in the ring glaring at each other. Referee Mel Creech starts to give them instructions, but realizes they aren’t paying the slightest bit of attention and just calls for the bell. They circle and lock up, and Concrete snaps off an arm drag. Jack rolls to his feet and walks into another one, then eats a dropkick that sends him over the ropes to the floor. Concrete rebounds off the opposite ropes and hits a springboard plancha to the floor. Mel starts the count. Concrete is up at six, and rolls into the ring, quickly rolling back out. He attempts an Irish whip but Jack reverses, sending him into the ring post. Jack turns Concrete around and staggers him with a series of chops, then rolls into the ring to break the count. Concrete gets slowly to his feet and Jack goes for a baseball slide dropkick, but Concrete dodges, catching Jack’s legs and pulling him out to the floor. Concrete pulls Jack to his feet and levels him with a standing dropkick to the face. He moves in and Jack, blood dripping from his nose, catches him with a fist to the midsection. Jack goes for a DDT, but Concrete blocks by grabbing the railing. Jack delivers several forearms to Concrete’s back, then stuffs him into the ring. Concrete gets to his hands and knees, and Jack delivers a viscous field-goal kick to the midsection. He follows up with a series of knees to the ribs, then pulls Concrete to his feet and locks on an abdominal stretch. Concrete struggles, but Jack delivers some punches to the weakened ribs and cinches the hold in tighter. With a roar of pain, Concrete hip tosses Jack to break the hold, then collapses to the mat. Jack rolls to his feet and continues his attack on the ribs until Concrete catches a kick and pulls him off his feet. Concrete tries to lock on a Boston Crab, but Jack kicks him off. Jack gets to his feet, ducks a clothesline, and catches Concrete with a kick to the ribs. Jack pins Concrete’s arm back and goes for the Heart Punch, but Concrete twists free and pulls Jack into a short arm clothesline. Concrete pulls Jack up and staggers him with a series of European uppercuts. He backs Jack to the ropes and slings him across the ring, catching him with a ring-shaking spine buster. Both men are slow to get up, but Jack is first, hitting a running knee to the midsection and planting Concrete with a gut buster. Jack rebounds off the ropes and drives a knee into Concrete’s ribs, leaving it planted there and hooking his legs for the pin. Mel Creech counts One…Two…Thr-Kickout! Jack gets in Mel’s face, arguing about the count, and Concrete catches him from behind with a roll up, which Jack breaks with a shot to the ribs. Jack pulls Concrete up and tries for a DDT, but Concrete elbows out and hits a Uranage. He rolls Jack over and goes for the Backwall, but Jack manages to reverse into a roll-up. Concrete kicks out, but just after Mel counts to three.
WINNER in 18:38, Moosehead Jack.
DAVIN MORELAND, PHANTOS & LUCIOS vs. RYAN HARDCORE & THE DEFENESTRATORSMoreland to start for his team. Hardcore to start for his. The bell rings ... and Eco tags himself in, to Voltage's applause. Seems like the Defenestrators have something to prove. A disgruntled Hardcore to the outside. Eco hops the rope, sizes up his opponent, and looks to tag out. Voltage drops off the apron, so RH tags back in, giving both men a look of disgust. HE'S not afraid of Moreland, because he's Hardcore. Lock-up, and Moreland throws Hardcore to the mat. RH rolls to his feet and fires back with forearms. He looks for the Irish whip, but Moreland reverses. Hardcore off the ropes, ducks a lariat, and rebounds for a cross body that actually takes the bigger man down. The ref doesn't even get time for a 1 count before Moreland kicks free. Hardcore pops to his feet and spits right in Phantos's face! Incensed, Phantos starts to climb into the ring, when really he should just be glad it was only saliva. That's not what Hardcore usually showers someone's face with. The ref moves in to stop Phantos, and Hardcore takes the opportunity to deliver a stiff kick to Moreland's "lower abdomen". Then he hauls Moreland into the LOADED corner for a bit of heel triple-teaming. Eco and Voltage gleefully assist. Then Hardcore claps his hands in the air, faking a tag. Voltage and Eco point at each other, so Hardcore hip tosses V over the ropes. The ref finally gets Phantos in order and turns around. What's this? He didn't see the tag so he's not allowing it?! Since when do refs do that to HEELS!? Voltage scurries outside while Hardcore climbs back in to a chorus of abuse from the audience. He uses clubbing forearms to knock the big man to one knee, then hooks the head. DDT! Cover gets two. Moreland surges to his feet with a roar of rage and cocks his fist for a blow, but Eco snatches his arm as he swings it back and snaps it over the top rope. Moreland staggers away ... Hardcore hooks the arms ... SITOUT FACEBUSTER! He calls that the "Bukkake", I hear. Cover, but Lucios breaks it up at two with a stiff kick that sends Hardcore rolling back into his corner. The ref sends L back outside, and Moreland is still prone, so suddenly Eco is keen to tag in again. He hauls Moreland back toward the heel corner. Covers. Moreland kicks out at two. Eco gestures to Voltage, who hops in. Double Russian Legsweep. Tag to Hardcore, who climbs the turnbuckle. FROG STAR SPLASH~! But P&L charge the ring. Pier Six brawl! They quickly clean house, and soak up the cheers of the crowd while the heels regroup on the outside. The ref eventually restore order, but not before P&L drag Moreland to their side of the ring and Lucios is officially tagged in to face Hardcore. Several quick exchanges; a tired Hardcore (I guess he's spent, in more ways than one, today) is badly manhandled by the fresh Lucios. So Eco and V hop the rope and charge the big man, but Lucios drops to the mat. DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE to Hardcore takes him out of his boots! The Defenestrators hit the opposite rope, exchange a look of alarm, and turn back toward Lucios -- which is when Phantos and Moreland grab them by the ankles and yank them out of the ring. Lucios covers the groggy Hardcore, hooks the leg, and the three-count is academic.
WINNERS BY PINFALL IN 16:22 - PHANTOS, LUCIOS & MORELAND!
LOS DEFENESTRATORS vs. DH MAGNUSSON & SPIN HANSEN – OOWF World Tag Team Title MatchSpin Hansen and DH Magnusson walk to the ring together, and appear to be quite confident. They climb between the ropes, bump knuckles, and it appears that Magnusson will start things off. OOWF tag team champions Los Defenestrators are announced, and they come out flanked by F. Fonzworth MacCappington III, Donovan Viper, Ryan Hardcore and Lauren Phoenix. They climb between the ropes and El Voltaje is going to start. Donovan Viper takes his leave, presumably to prepare for his match later tonight. El Voltaje walks right up to Magnusson, who stands patiently in the center of the ring, holds up his title and talks some smack to DHM. When DHM smirks at him, El Voltaje back hands him. Magnusson laughs and looks at the referee who calls for the bell. DHM grabs Voltaje by the throat and lifts him off his feet and throws him back into the corner, and absolutely beats him down with stiff forearms to the side of the head. Ecosistema comes into the ring to stop the carnage, but Magnusson catches him with a kick to the mid section and throws him between the ropes to the floor. Magnusson turns back around to El Voltaje, and Voltaje has his title belt and slams it into the side of Magnusson’s head, sending him to one knee. Voltaje then hits the ropes and nails a high knee that sends Magnusson to the mat. Voltaje covers, but Spin comes in and breaks it up with a kick to the face. Voltaje is back to his feet and he backs Magnusson into the Los Def corner and tags in Ecosistema. Eco comes in and they double team Magnusson with kicks and punches to the head. Magnusson starts to fight out of the corner, but MacCappington III grabs his shorts and holds him in the corner, which allows Eco to hit a low blow. The referee looks at MacCappington but he gives the “who me?” gesture. The crowd erupts then as Firechild rushes to the ring, chair in hand. MacCappington sees Firechild and takes off. Firechild chases him through the audience to the back. Inside the ring, Ecosistema has Magnusson in a cobra clutch sitting on the mat. Magnusson is fading but will not give up. He fights to his feet and finally gets out of the move, then grabs Eco and repeatedly slams him in the face with several head buts. As Eco falls to the mat and Magnusson turns toward his corner, Hardcore runs into the ring behind the referee’s back and takes him out with a chop block. This brings Firewoman out from the back, she shoves Phoenix to the floor and chases Hardcore around the ring, as he rounds the corner, Spin jumps off the apron and nearly decapitates him with a clothesline. Firewoman whips out a pair of handcuffs and sits on Hardcore’s chest and cuffs him to the guard rail. Meanwhile inside the ring, Ecosistema tags El Voltaje back into the ring, he charges in and pulls Magnusson to his feet and whips him to the ropes, but Voltaje lowers his head too soon and DHM grabs his head and slams him backward to the mat, then staggers over and tags in Spin. Spin comes in a house on fire and catches Ecosistema with a clothesline, then sends him to the ropes and kills him with a spine buster. El Voltaje is back to his feet, and he grabs Spin from behind and rakes his eyes. On the outside, Ecosistema picks up MacCappington’s pimp cane and throws it to El Voltaje who lines up Spin for the finishing shot while Lauren Phoenix argues with the referee. El Voltaje swings but Spin ducks it and hits him with a clothesline from hell. Spin pulls Voltaje up and lifts him for a power bomb, at the same time Magnusson climbs to the top rope, he leaps and they hit a powerbomb/big elbow combo! Voltaje may be dead! Magnusson gets to his feet and clotheslines Ecosistema over the top rope, Spin flips Voltaje over and locks on the Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, and Firewoman pulls Lauren Phoenix off the apron and nearly kicks her head off with a spinning heel kick. With no one to save him, Voltaje has no choice but to tap out! New Champions!
WINNERS in 13:39 and NEW OOWF World Tag Team Champions – Spin Hansen & DH Magnusson
OUTBACK JACK vs. DONOVAN VIPER – OOWF Intercontinental Title MatchDonovan Viper comes out on his own this time and walks to the ring. Outback Jack is introduced and comes to the top of the ramp and does a very Sandman like pose, holding the title up with one hand and slamming a beer with the other. Jack gets to the ring and hands the title to the ref and he and Viper meet in the center of the ring. Viper does some trash talking, and we hear Jack belch right in his face. Viper is clearly annoyed by this and takes a swing, but Jack blocks it and hammers Viper to the ropes with shots of his own, then tries a whip to the opposite ropes, but Viper reverses it. Donovan Viper lowers his head a moment too soon and Jack stands him up with a kick to the chest, then takes Viper off his feet with a clothesline. Donovan Viper bails out of the ring and storms around the outside trying to regain his composure. Viper slithers back into the ring and the two men slowly circle. They lock up and Viper immediately catches Jack in the mid section with a knee doubling him over. Viper bounds off the ropes and tries a knee lift, but Jack moves out of the way and sweeps the leg and sends Viper to the mat Viper springs to his feet and charges and Jack takes him over with a deep arm drag and locks on an arm bar, and Viper momentarily loses his composure and has a bit of a tantrum. Viper regains himself and works up to his feet and backs Jack into the corner. The referee calls for a clean break, but Viper rakes the eyes, then grabs Jack and runs his face down the top rope, then slams him face first into the turnbuckle. Jack falls to the mat and tries to clean his vision, Viper gets a running start and kicks Jack in the mouth sending him to the mat. Viper immediately pounces on Jack and hammers him with forearms to the face. Jack rolls him off, but Viper is to his feet first and throws Jack into the corner and follows him in with a knee to the head. Viper grabs Jack for the bulldog out of the corner, but Jack shoves him off and nails a spinning heel kick as Viper gets to his feet. Jack covers, but Viper kicks out at two. As Viper gets to his feet, Jack lifts him and folds him in half with a belly to back suplex, then springs back up and waits for Viper to get up once again. This time he kicks Viper in the gut and sets him up for a power bomb, but Viper slips out of it and hits a low blow. With Jack doubled over in pain, Viper tries to pull him to his feet, but Jack nails a chin buster that sends Viper to the outside. Viper is on the outside, as he gets onto the apron, Jack grabs him and tries a suplex into the ring, but Viper rakes the eyes and shoves Jack away, sending him crashing into the referee. The ref and Jack both go down and Viper falls to the floor. As Viper sits on his knees, he looks under the ring and spots something. Inside the ring, the referee is still down, but starting to stir. Outback Jack is dazed, and struggling to his feet. Jack gets up and staggers a few steps and falls with his back to the ropes. On the outside Donovan Viper jumps to the apron and grabs Jack and nails a chain-assisted DEATH ELBOW! That must have been what was under the ring! Jack falls to the mat, his eyes rolled in the back of his head. Viper tosses the chain aside and climbs into the ring and pulls Jack up and heaves him onto his shoulders and hits the GTS! Viper covers and hooks the leg, the referee comes to and makes the one, two, three! New Intercontinental champion!
WINNER in 27:13 and NEW OOWF Intercontinental Champion – Donovan Viper
Viper grabs the title and rolls out of the ring and stares at it, then something seems to dawn on him and his demeanor completely changes. He gets an annoyed look on his face and walks to the back shaking his head.
STANK & CAPELLAN vs. LD WILLIAMS & CANADIAN DRAGONBrawl at the bell as they pair off. Williams and Stank out to the floor and Cap and Dragon. Stank and Williams spill into the crowd and they fight up an aisle. In the ring, Dragon tries to outwrestle Cap, and fails miserably as Capellan winds up trapping him in a cobra clutch that CD escapes by bailing to the ropes. Referee Hale tries to get Stank and Williams back to the ring, but they're having none of it, so Hale tells them to fuck themselves and kill each other. Back in the ring, Cap hits a springboard dropkick and likes up the DRAGON KICK, but CD powders to the floor. Cap follows out, and Dragon plays dumb, but just as Cap comes around the corner, Dragon drills him with a superkick, and Cap's head bounces off the side of the ringpost in a SICK bump. Dragon goes down to drag Cap up, but then stops momentarily and calls the ref over. Cap begins to stir and there appears to be blood coming out of Cap's ear. Hale signals the X to the back and helps Cap up... and Dragon LEVELS him with an enziguri!! Hale reprimands him, and Dragon shoves him aside and rolls Cap in the ring. Dragon kicks the shit out of Cap, then adds a soccer kick to the head as Hale tries to drag him off. The ref finally succeeds but he still hasn't called for the bell, and suddenly, as Hale and Dragon have words, Williams re-appears from the aisle, slides in the ring and PLANTS Cap with a DDT. Cap sells it like he's dead and the crowd is in silence. Williams plays innocent on the apron and suddenly we have a handicap match, as Stank is nowhere to be found. Dragon covers and it's over, but CD pulls him up at two and opts to tag in LDW. The team formerly known as Weapon X with some double team work and the bloodflow from Cap's ear is increasing. Williams takes his time measuring Cap with an elbow drop, then shifts immediately to a front facelock, trying to squeeze the life, LITERALLY, from Capellan. Hale goes for the arm test... up once and down. Up twice and down. Cap releases the hold before hale can try it a third time and tags out. Dragon hops in like a shark smelling blood. CD pulls Cap up and holds him up in the middle of the ring... and SLAPS him. Cap falls to a knee, then pops up and SPEARS Dragon!! Cap with lefts and rights and goes batshit on him! The flurry gets Cap dizzy and he falls over, and he crawls to the ropes to get his bearings. Tag back to LDW, and Williams decks him from behind to regain the advantage. The crowd begins to stir however, because STANK is on his way to the ring - a bloody mess. But he goes to the corner and tries to encourage his partner, who is ALSO a bloody mess. Williams smirks at Stank and takes down Cap with a drop toehold, DIRECTLY into the STF~! Stank wastes NO time in hopping in and pulling off LDW. They fight, and Hale tries to break them up, allowing Dragon to fly in with a HUGE guillotine legdrop to the side of Cap's head. Williams covers, but somehow, Cap KICKS OUT! LDW can't believe it and drags him to the corner for a tag. Williams holds Cap for Dragon to come in with a double axehandle to the head, but Cap kicks Dragon in the gut on the way down and then CONNECTS on a blind kick backwards! Dragon and Williams are down and Cap makes the HOT TAG~! Stank in and he decks CD and LDW as they get up. Shoulderblock to Williams, running powerslam for Dragon. LDW goes to the eyes, but a piledriver attempt earns him a backdrop over the top rope. Stank looks for the STANK-U, but Dragon counters with a Tornado DDT. Cover gets two, and Dragon calls for the Destroyer. He gets the flip, but Stank just sits on him! One, two, but Williams clotheslines him to break up the cover. LDW to the ropes, but Cap low bridges him as he pulls himself up on the apron and Williams tumbles out to the floor. Stank looks for the STANK-U one more time, but Williams grabs his leg from the floor, and Cap blind tags himself in. CD doesn't know what's going on, and Cap goes to the top rope for the DRAGON KICK~! But Cap loses his balance again and falls off the top rope. That draws Dragon's attention and CD swoops in with the CANADIAN DESTROYER~! Before Stank realizes what's going on, Dragon makes the cover. Stank decks Williams on the floor but can't break up the count before the ref hits three! Dragon quickly bails as Stank can't believe it. WINNERS in 21:32: CANADIAN DRAGON and L.D. WILLIAMS
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