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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 29, 2008 10:50:46 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem/OOWF Invitational Round 2 Live! From Coxsackie, New York
THE NERVE AGENT & BLITZ vs. APOCALYPTIC BASTARDS
The Nerve Agent and Blitz come out onto the stage first. They make their way down the ramp and slide under the bottom rope, into the ring. They get to their feet and see Apocalyptic Existence and SYB, already in the ring. Nerve and Blitz aren’t sure how they got into the ring without an entrance, but they ignore their cluelessness. Blitz and AE step through the ropes and stand on the ring apron, in their respective corners. The bell sounds as Nerve and SYB lock up in the middle of the ring. Nerve powers SYB into a corner and goes for a right hand, but SYB ducks it and turns it around. Nerve grabs the ropes and flips forwards, rolling on SYB’s back and landing behind him. He jumps up and nails SYB with a Pele kick to the back of the head. Nerve gets to his feet and tags Blitz into the match. Blitz steps through the ropes and hits SYB with a standing shooting star press. Instead of going for the pin, he pulls SYB to his feet and whips him into a neutral corner. He runs at him and hits him with a dropsault, then tags his partner back into the match, while SYB falls to the mat. Nerve gets back into the ring and hits SYB with a standing moonsault, then pulls him to his feet and whips him into his corner. He tags Blitz back into the match, but stays in the ring. Nerve puts SYB onto the top rope, while Blitz gets into the ring and lies on the mat, his knees pulled up to his chest. Nerve has SYB on the top rope, then he hooks his head with his legs and takes him down with a huracanrana. SYB flies off the top rope and flips forward, landing with his back across the knees of Blitz. Nerve gets out of the ring, while Blitz pulls SYB to his feet. He takes him right back down with a northern lights suplex. He floats over and takes SYB down again with a fisherman brain buster. He finally hooks the leg, but AE gets into the ring for the first time tonight to break up the pin. Nerve runs in and hits AE with a spear through the middle and top rope, but the pin had already been broken. Blitz gets back to his feet and mounts the top rope. He readies himself, then leaps off the rope with a Blitz Flip. He hooks the leg and goes for the pin, but Nerve made a blind tag and hops onto the top rope. Blitz sees him and rolls off of SYB, just in time to avoid being hit with Nerve’s 450. AE gets to his feet on the outside and tries to slide into the ring to save the match for his team, but the referee is quick and counts it. Nerve and Blitz get the 1-2-3. WINNERS in 6:24 - The Nerve Agent & Blitz
RYAN HARDCORE vs. RABBXT
Rabbxt is announced first, and his entrance video lights up the OOWFtron. Alexis Darling accompanies him to the ring as Rabbxt flips down the entrance ramp and into the ring. Ryan Hardcore enters with Lauren Phoenix at his side as his entrance video (NOT SUITABLE FOR ANYWHERE) plays throughout the arena. Many children's eyes are covered as Ryan and Lauren make their way to the ring. The bell rings and we are underway. Rabbxt tries to jump-start the match and goes charging towards Hardcore, but Ryan steps out of the way and Rabbxt slams chest first into the turnbuckle. As Rabbxt bounces off the corner, Hardcore hits the ropes and nails Rabbxt with a clothesline. Ryan Hardcore quickly tries to follow with The Facial for the quick win but Rabbxt fights his way out of it and eventually works his way back to his feet. The two trade punches and RH whips Rabbxt into the ropes. Rabbxt bounces off the ropes, flips over Hardcore and lands a sweet looking dropkick right to Hardcore's jaw. Hardcore hits the mat and Rabbxt follows with a standing Corkscrew 540 Senton. Rabbxt goes for the cover, 1,2...Hardcore kicks outs. Rabbxt tries to capitalize by quickly running up the corner and going for a moonsault, but Hardcore moves out of the way and Rabbxt crashes and burns. Hardcore uses this opportunity to go on the offensive. Hardcore drops Rabbxt with a modified Russian leg sweep. He picks Rabbxt off the mat, throws a few punches at Rabbxt's head, and goes for the Threesome. Hardcore hits the first suplex, he hits the second one, but Rabbxt is able to flip out of the third one and lands on his feet. Rabbxt hits a spinning heel kick sending Hardcore to the mat. Rabbxt tries to follow up but Hardcore grabs the ref for protection. Seeing an opportunity, Lauren Phoenix climbs in the ring looking to give Rabbxt the Uppercunt. Alexis Darling sees this and pulls Lauren out off the ring by the ankles, saving Rabbxt from some severe uncomfortableness. Rabbxt pushes the ref out of the way and picks up Ryan Hardcore. Rabbxt lands a few nice kicks to RH's midsection before Hardcore thumbs him in the eye. Hardcore whips Rabbxt into the ropes, attempts to suplex him, but Rabbxt reverses it into a HUGE spinning DDT. Rabbxt climbs to the top rope and delivers a picture perfect 630. That's it. 1, 2, 3! WINNER in 11:12 - Rabbxt
OOWF Invitational Round 2
MOOSEHEAD JACK vs. ERIC O’MAC
Eric stalls at the bell pacing around on the floor. MHJ finally has seen enough and follows out. This leads to a chase around the ring, and EOM slides in, and Moose just stops and looks at him like he's stupid. MHJ goes back in via the steps, and Eric bails again. Moose tells referee Sterling Glaw to count, and Eric is forced to get back in at 9, and Moose grabs him before he can weasel back out. Moose beats the crap out of him, then punches him around in the corner. MHJ pounds him down to the mat, and Eric wiggles out of the ring again. Moose throws his hands up in frustration, but as he drops his guard for just a second, Eric turns around and grabs his legs to trip him up and drags him out. EOM peppers him with punches and kicks and then sends him to the stairs. Eric to the apron for a jumping spin kick, but Moose catches him and hotshots him onto the guardrail and into the crowd. MHJ follows in and they have it out amongst the peons, Moose getting the upper hand. Back to ringside, and Eric crawls back into the ring to escape, but Moose runs him down and elbows him down. Really sloppy suplex sends Eric flying across the ring and tangled in the ropes in the corner, so Moose stomps away. Glaw gets a break, but Eric rakes the eyes to change the momentum, and turns it around on Moose. Chops and kicks, and then a dropkick tot he face, that moose sells like he's been shot. Guillotine under the bottom rope, and EOM follows up with a springboard leg drop over the top rope to the apron. Eric pauses to jaw with some fans in the front row then rolls back in. Eric pulls Moose up by the hair, but MHJ calmly punches EOM right in the balls with the ref shielded from the cheap shot. Moose, of course, claims innocence. Back to the corner for some back elbows, and then a belly to belly throw by Moose. MHJ chokes like the Pats in the Super Bowl, and Glaw gets another break. Moose pulls Eric up by the arm for a short clothesline, but he holds on for another. And another. And another. And another. And another. Moose lines up the HEART PUNCH~! But as Eric gets to his feet, he falls right back down. Moose down to pull him back up, but EOM cradles him for two. That pisses MHJ off, and he rushes right back in, but EOM kicks him in the face and hits an X-Factor. Springboard leg drop and EOM to the top rope... high cross body gets two. Eric with some more kicks, but Moose catches one, and then gets mule kicked for his troubles. EOM lines him up for a super kick, but Moose catches that one too, spins him around... but the HEART PUNCH is counted with an arm drag... right into the referee. Eric looks around, then goes to the floor to grab a chair. Back in, but before he can use it. The Dead runs down to add his two cents. EOM catches him on the apron though and they have it out. Moose charges in, and EOM sidesteps him and MHJ and Dead knock heads. Having not needed the chair, EOM kicks it out of the way and heads up top. He looks to measure Moose, but Dead grabs the chair and WALLOPS him from behind. Eric crotches himself on the top rope. Moose stumbles up, sees Eric prone on the ropes, and just pile drives him off. Glaw's over, 1, 2, 3. WINNER in 11:26: MOOSEHEAD JACK
SPIN HANSEN vs. FIREWOMAN
This match will be an OOWF Invitational Second Round Match. “Firewoman” by The Cult fires up and, oddly enough, Firewoman heads to the ring followed (at a distance) by Alexis Darling. Firewoman gets to the ring and poses for the crowd. Darling tries to come in the ring to join her, but Firewoman stares her down in a very scary and intimidating way, and Alexis heads back down the stairs to the floor. “Straight to Video” starts up, and Spin “Freakin” Hansen stands at the top of the ramp, accompanied by DH Magnusson. Spin bumps knuckles with DH on the floor, and makes his way into the ring. Junior Hale declares both combatants ready, and calls for the bell…WE’RE UNDERWAY! Hansen, with a huge height and weight advantage, slowly heads to the center of the ring. Undaunted, Firewoman does the same. Spin looks for a collar-and-elbow tie-up, and Firewoman LOOKS like she’ll oblige, but at the last moment, Fire dives HARD at Hansen’s legs, and gets the Double-Leg Takedown. She manages to scoot through as Hansen falls to the mat, floats over and LOCKS ON THE FIRETAMER! Hansen is stunned, shocked, and now in a lot of pain. Fire cinches it in as hard as she can, and they’re in the dead center of the ring. An equally shocked Hale drops to his knees and checks on Spin to see if he wants to tap! Hansen is in BIG TROUBLE already. Just as Hansen looks like he’s going to tap; he manages to reach down for something extra and slooooooowly gets to the rope. Firewoman makes full use of the 5-count before breaking the hold. Hansen slowly gets to his feet, and turns around; looking at a smirking Firewoman. Spin smiles and nods, as if to say “Alright, let’s do this then”. Both wrestlers move to the middle to lock up again, and this time they do. Spin toys with Fire for a second, before shoving her off the ropes. Fire comes back flying off the ropes, and NAILS Hansen with a Flying Burrito, but Hansen doesn’t quite fall. Back to her feet quickly; she delivers some devastating kicks to Hansen’s hamstrings; and eventually gets him to his knees. Firewoman then runs the ropes and drills Spin with a Basement Dropkick. Fire lands perfectly and is able to hook the legs in one fluid motion, cover; 1, 2, no. Hansen is able to kick out big, and Firewoman is forced across the mat. Spin slowly gets to his feet, and heads off in Firewoman’s direction. He pulls her up (by her hair) and delivers a couple of clubbing blows to the chest, doubling Firewoman over. He picks her up, tosses her up in the air and Catches her turning it into a SICK SAMOAN DROP! Cover, 1, 2, no. Firewoman kicks out, and kicks out pretty strong. Hansen, surprised he didn’t do more damage, pulls Fire up again (by her hair) and tries for a Short-Armed Clothesline; but Firewoman ducks it, and hits 2 back elbows to the back of Spin’s head, forcing Hansen to let go. Firewoman takes advantage and hits a SHITTY JERICHO BULLDOG, Complete with hair pull. Fire working faster now; hits the ropes for a FIRESAULT and HITS! Cover, 1, 2, NO! Firewoman slaps the mat as Hansen just did kick out. Fire wastes no time and quickly locks on a FUJIWARA ARMBAR, and Spin is in trouble! Hale drops to his knees again, checking for the tap-out. Instead, Hansen gets to the ropes to break the hold. Firewoman again uses up the better part of 5 seconds, and Hansen decided to call a timeout and bails to the floor. Firewoman considers her options for a split second, hits the ropes behind her and flies OVER the TOP ROPE for a 360 NO HANDS PLANCHA ON HANSEN! Both competitors look in rough shape after that, and Hansen is first to his feet, pulls Fire up by her arm and SLINGSHOTS her into the STEEL STEPS! Firewoman’s breath audibly leaves her lungs, and she sprawls over the steps. Hansen limps over to Fire after a few seconds and pulls her up onto his shoulders for a Death Valley Driver onto the Steel Steps? He goes into the move, but Firewoman is able to counter into an IMPALER DDT ON THE STEEL STEPS! Ow. And yes, that’s now blood coming from Spin Hansen. Firewoman shakes the cobwebs out, hops the apron, hops the top rope, and SPRINGBOARDS into a KNEE DROP TO THE BACK OF HANSEN’S HEAD ON THE STEEL STEPS! Hansen is LOOPY! Firewoman grabs one of Spin’s arms, the one she had the Arm bar on previously, positions it around the ring post and YANKS as hard as she can. Spin howls in pain as Firewoman ducks back into the ring to stop the count. She thinks for a second, then climbs the turnbuckle, looking to land something on the outside. Suddenly, Hansen gets up, leaps and drills Firewoman in the chest with an elbow, and she tumbles backward to the mat. Spin struggles to get back to his feet, and blood covers his face. He gets back in the ring just as Firewoman charges. Spin ole’s her into the turnbuckle, and follows her in with a MONSTER SPLASH! Firewoman crumples to the mat as Hansen is still trying to recover. Finally he pulls her to the center of the ring. Cover, 1, 2, NO! She kicked out! Spin gingerly rolls off and tries to get back to his feet. Firewoman kips up, and does a FRONT ROUNDOFF INTO A HURRICARANA! Crowd is DIGGING that. Fire signals for the BFE, and heads to the top turnbuckle, she leaps and there it is! BEST. FIRESAULT. EVER. Fire bounces HUGE when she hits Spin; halfway across the ring. She slips getting up and then scrambles to Hansen for the cover; 1, 2, th, NO! Spin manages to get a shoulder up! Firewoman can’t believe it! As she turns back to Hale to complain, Spin pulls Fire down with a SCHOOLGIRL ROLLUP! 1, 2, 3! Spin Escapes! WINNER by PINFALL in 16:31 – Spin Freakin’ Hansen
CANADIAN DRAGON vs. FIRECHILD
Dragon and Firechild waste no time, locking up before the bell. Dragon attempts a go-behind, but Firechild cuts him off and head butts him in the face! Dragon staggers back, as Firechild follows up with some stiff kicks, then presses him into the ropes and whips him across the ring. Firechild meets him on the way back with a vicious running enziguro to the side of the head. Dragon hits the deck, but rolls out of the ring like a veteran and Firechild picks himself up and looks to continue his vitriolic assault. Dragon staggers towards the ramp, trying to clear the cobwebs, and Firechild looks at the crowd, nods and charges across the ring, launching himself over the top rope with a tope suicida. Dragon has expected this however, and sidesteps 'Child, pushing his falling form into the barricade. Firechild lands NASTY on the steel railing and tumbles awkwardly into the crowd. Dragon gathers his breath, and waits for Firechild to try to get to his feet. As Firechild's head appears above the barricade, Dragon nails him RIGHT IN THE FACE with a sweet dropkick, sending 'Child sprawling back into the crowd. Dragon follows, ignoring the catcalls of the crowd, and kicks the dazed Firechild in the head again. He picks him up and hooks a Dragon suplex, that sends Firechild crashing into the barricade, neck first. The steel barricade burst open, spilling Firechild and a few over exuberant fans back into the ramp way, as Dragon follows on looking smug. He picks Firechild up, but 'Child tries to fight back, elbowing away at Dragon, who leans back and whips him hard into the side of the ring. Firechild staggers forward, and straight into Dragons nasty Shining Wizard, that drops Firechild like a sack on concrete. Dragon laughs as the blood starts to ooze from the back of Firechild's head, from the impact with the barricade, and rolls him into the ring. A quick cover gets 2, as Firechild digs deep to kick out. Dragon gets to his feet, his veteran instincts telling him to be cautious and patient and he waits for Firechild to expend energy getting up, and when he does he hooks him for a Canadian Destroyer, that Firechild tries to reverse into a DevilDriver, but Dragon twists round again and NAILS the Destroyer, right in the middle of the ring! Firechild is down, and blood is pooling under his head, but Dragon laughs and goes up to the top rope and looks to nail Firechild, with a Dragonsault! Firechild rolls aside as Dragon hits, and both men slowly get to their feet together. Dragon kicks out at Firechild, but Firechild takes his legs away and tries to lock in the D-Tuner. Dragon kicks out, and gets Firechild a NICE blow in the face, causing him to let go and stagger back. Dragon kips up and as Firechild tries to clear away the ringing in his ears and as he turns his back to him, Dragon grabs him and slaps in a Dragon Sleeper. Dragon is shouting as Firechild seems to fade and the referee raises and drops Firechild's arm twice, but on the third drop, Firechild holds it up, and kicks up with his legs, once, twice, and on the third time, manages to get leverage on the middle rope, and goes over Dragons' head, still in the hold and makes a bridge cover for 1-2 NO! Dragon kicks out, and Firechild rolls aside, and kips up. Dragon is a little dazed, as Firechild tastes his own blood and kicks Dragon in the gut, hooks him for a DevilDriver and nails it, then covers for 1-2 NO! Firechild had been pulled clear of the cover by MacCappington who had run down to ringside. Firechild is LIVID and screams at MacCappington, who smirks and walks to the back. Dragon is up quickly and school boys Firechild, placing his feet on the ropes as the referee counts the 1-2-3! WINNER via pin-fall in 7:12 - CANADIAN DRAGON
Dragon celebrates smugly, but Firechild doesn't even look twice at him, rolling out of the ring and heading to the back, with murder in his eyes....
CAPELLAN vs. SERAPH
Sterling Glaw is YOUR referee! Cap seems slightly daunted by Seraph's presence, recalling all the strangeness that has happened around him in matches. Seraph regards Cap with mild disdain as he removes his robes. The two circle carefully, Seraph moving in quickly for the initial collar/elbow tie up. Seraph takes early advantage, chaining to an arm wringer and trying to chain further into a key lock. Cap manages to keep his footing to tumble out and reverse the hold. At first Seraph doesn't even seem concerned his arm is trapped until cap hammerlocks it and rolls backwards, almost a reverse monkey flip. Seraph nearly tangles himself up in the corner and Cap rolls back to his feet to soak up the crowd. As Seraph tries to get his footing Cap charges the corner with a Stinger splash, hops back and buries a shoulder in Seraph's midsection - once, twice, then is stalled by a flurry of forearms from Seraph. Cap staggers out of the corner and feels a hand grab for his hair to make him stand. Seraph's expression has darkened considerably. Cap can only get in one more breath before he is FLATTENED by a short clothesline. Seraph stomps away at the prone Cap, then gathers a leg to stomp on the hamstrings, all the while quietly reciting references to angels losing their wings. He maintains control of one leg and turns Cap roughly over into a half-Boston crab, looking straight out into the crowd as Cap flails mightily. Seraph keeps the hold in place as Cap struggles and scrapes for the ropes. Seraph's expression changes from stoic to one of mild confusion and annoyance as Cap somehow drags him to the ropes and gets the rope break. Seraph releases the hold at four and locks stares with Ref Glaw. Cap uses the ropes to get to his feet as Glaw refuses to back down from Seraph, neither saying a word. When Seraph turns around he's floored with a springboard cross body from Cap, drawing a two count. Seraph shoves Capellan clear and stands, fists clenched. Cap charges Seraph, who sidesteps and sends cap sprawling to the floor. He then climbs out of the ring and stands over Capellan, who landed in a heap against the guardrails. The crowd boos and jeers Seraph, who ignores their words as he gathers Cap and tosses him into the (STEEL) steps. Glaw orders them back in the ring, but starts a ten count when he sees Seraph not even looking, Seraph stands cap up and backhands him, leaving Cap leaning heavily against the steps. Glaw's face is flushing red in frustration as he controls his count (he's at four, wishing he was at 8). Seraph rolls into the ring, smirks at Glaw and rolls right back out, forcing Glaw to restart the ten-count. As soon as Seraph's feet hit the ground Cap bulrushes Seraph into the ring post, stunning him. Cap falls back to one knee but launches back up with a ghetto blaster enzugiri before hopping back up to the apron. He hears the count is at six and he climbs back in the ring. Glaw only gets a moment of relief as Cap grabs the top rope, measuring Seraph as he regains his footing. In one fluid motion Cap vaults over the ropes, lands on Seraph's shoulders and flings him at the stairs with a hurracarana! Crowd starts to rally Cap, who stomps Seraph's chest a few times before hopping back in the ring. Seraph pulls himself to his feet (Glaw is at 5 on a new 10-count) and climbs into the ring, expression twisted with rage. Cap backs up as Seraph quickly closes, but once at the corner Cap is trapped. Seraph throws punches and forearms, ignoring Glaw till he starts counting. He reluctantly backs away at 4, allows Glaw to prattle at him a moment before lunging in again- and takes two boots to the face! Seraph staggers away as Cap pushes himself to the middle rope. He hops to the top rope and lands a double stomp to Seraph's back. Cap lands roughly, trying to tumble to a knee. Seraph pushes to all fours, and when he sees Capellan almost to his feet he attacks. Cap sees him coming and leapfrogs, and Seraph slams into the steel post! This stuns him long enough for Cap to leap to the top rope (stepping on Seraphs' back along the way) and lands a picture perfect SPINNING DRAGON SUN-TZU FLIP! Seraph tries to roll clear but Cap is already to his feet, hitting the ropes and catching Seraph with a bulldog variant VINDICATOR! Crowd roars approval as Glaw makes the three count. WINNER in 9:31 Capellan
Cap rolls out of the ring and takes a lap, slapping hands before heading to the back. Seraph recovers after Cap leaves, getting to one knee and taking a moment to pray. He stands and strides to the back, ignoring the crowd completely.
F. FONZWORTH MACCAPPINGTON III vs. CHRIS COLE
Cole comes straight to the ring, no waving to the crowd, no posing for pictures, he seems to have something far more important on his mind tonight. MacCappington is out next, all of LOADED comes out with him, but only Firechild comes to the ring with him. MacCappington orders Firechild to stand in the corner, MacCappington produces a slip of paper from his vest and shows it to Cole, Cole nods and MacCappington hands it to the referee. As you know from the promo, the piece of paper is an agreement between Cole and MacCappington, if Cole wins, Firechild is a free man, if MacCappington wins, Cole becomes his indentured servant just like Firechild. Any interference from either side results in that person losing the match and the terms of the agreement still remain in effect. The two men meet in the center of the ring, and before the referee even calls for the bell, MacCappington hauls off and slaps him across the face, Cole drops to one knee and grabs the side of his head, then springs to his feet and stares at MacCappington. MacCappington laughs, then rears back for another slap, but Cole grabs his wrist with one hand and grabs MacCappington by the throat with the other, then slams him in the face with a head but. MacCappington falls to the mat and grabs his nose which is gushing blood. FFM snarls and gets to his feet and he and Cole go toe to toe. Trading rights and lefts, FFM lunges at Cole and Cole side steps and takes him to the mat with a drop toe hold, then quickly gets to his feet and hits a double stomp to the back of his head. FFM drags himself to the corner and Cole charges in, but FFM gets a boot up catching Cole in the mid section. Cole staggers away doubled over in pain, FFM pulls himself to his feet and grabs Cole and hits a side Russian leg sweep, then mounts Cole and HAMMERS him with brutal shots to the head. FFM pulls Cole off the mat and scoops him up and ties him in the tree of woe, then gets a running start and buries a knee in his midsection. Cole falls to the mat gasping for breath, and FFM pulls him to his feet and throws him over the top rope to the floor. MacCappington follows him to the outside and slams him face first into the steel railing. As Cole falls to the floor, FFM maneuvers him so his throat is under the bottom of the guardrail, then he grabs Cole’s legs and falls back, sending Cole’s throat crashing into the guardrail! Cole spits out some blood and grabs his throat. FFM rolls into the ring to stop the count, then comes right back out and with his back to the referee, pulls Cole to a sitting position and pulls a small chain out of his boot and hammers Cole right in the face, opening a huge gash on his forehead. Both men are now bleeding profusely. FFM shoots Cole back into the ring and takes his time climbing in after him. FFM pulls Cole to his feet and whips him to the ropes, then catches him with a hot shot across the top rope. Once again Cole falls into the ring grabbing his throat and we can hear him wheezing. FFM smirks and looks out to the crowd and laughs at his concern. Cole tries to get to his feet, but FFM gets a running start and kicks him in the head sending him to the mat again, then drops an elbow right across his throat. FFM covers, but pulls Cole up at two. He hauls Cole to his feet and pulls him up in a suplex, and leaves him there for awhile, then lets Cole fall down behind him and drops down with a stunner on Cole’s throat! Cole crumples to the mat clutching at his throat, FFM gets a running start and knees him in the head, then covers, but Cole kicks out at two. MacCappington is STUNNED! He pulls Cole up and whips him into the corner and paint brushes him with a couple slaps across the face, this seems to wake Cole up, and he explodes out of the corner with shots to the face backing FFM to the middle of the ring. MacCappington tries a wild clothesline, but Cole ducks and sweeps MacCappington’s feet from underneath him sending him hard to the mat. Now it is Cole’s turn to mount MacCappington and hammer him with shots to the face. Cole releases the move and lets MacCappington get to his knees, then plants him on the mat with a DDT. Cole covers, but only gets a two count. Cole tries to pull MacCappington to his feet, but FFM hits him with a low blow that doubles him over in pain. As the referee is checking on Cole, FFM staggers to his feet and stumbles to the corner and tears the padding off the turnbuckle, exposing the steel. He grabs Cole and locks him in a full nelson and turns him toward the corner and is about to slam him face first into the steel when Cole slips out of the hold and falls forward, sending FFM face first into the steel! The big man stands there for a moment stunned, then like a big oak tree, falls backward to the mat! Cole pounces on him and covers, one, two NO! Somehow FFM kicked out! But he is dazed and looks like he has no idea where he is. Cole lets MacCappington get to his feet, then grabs him and takes him over with a t-bone suplex! Cole grabs MacCappington’s legs and locks him in the raised Texas cloverleaf driving his knee into the back of MacCappington’s head. MacCappington screams for Firechild to help him, Firechild walks to the ropes where MacCappington is only inches from reaching them. He screams for Firechild to help him make it to the ropes, Firechild reaches for him, then flips him the double bird as Cole leans back even more. MacCappington has no choice, and he taps out! WINNER in 17:49 – Chris Cole
After the bell rings, Firechild slides into the ring and pulls an exhausted Cole to his feet and hugs him then raises his arm in victory. FC slips out of the ring, and returns with a chair. As MacCappington struggles to his feet, Firechild runs across the ring and SLAMS the chair across his face, warping the chair on FFM’s skull. MacCappington falls to the mat unconscious, and Firechild hammers him with multiple chair shots with a wild look in his eyes before Cole finally stops him. The two former 3Piece Set members celebrate in the ring for a moment, Cole hands Firechild the contract and Firechild tears it to shreds and leaves it scattered on MacCappington’s prone body. The two leave the ring to the wild cheers of the fans.
DAMON WRATH vs. DH MAGNUSSON
"The Mirror" by Dream Theatre hits the PA system. Damon Wrath enters first to a smattering of boo's. He's has a pretty impressive run so far in the OOWF but he faces a stiff challenge tonight. D.H. Magnusson enters to "In the Name of Tragedy" by Motorhead and the crowd cheers in approval. D.H. looks like he's ready for a fight tonight. The two men stare at each other as the bell rings. They continue the stare down for a moment longer before Wrath nails D.H. in the side of the head with a heavy punch. Magnusson's head snaps back and then he stares directly at Wrath again. Wrath goes for another punch but it gets blocked and D.H. lands a punch of his own. The two trade heavy blows back and forth until Wrath gets Magnusson into the corner. Wrath nails D.H. with a few stiff kicks to the ribs. D.H. winces as each kick connects. Wrath backs up and charges in with a spear, but Magnusson gets out off the way just in time and Wrath goes shoulder first into the post. D.H. immediately goes after the shoulder by wrenching Wrath's arm with a hammer lock. Wrath tries to break free but Magnusson tightens his grip. Magnusson picks up Wrath and drops him with a huge suplex. He immediately follows up with a few knees to Wrath's shoulder. With his uninjured arm Wrath is able to hit a low blow on Magnusson, which the referee apparently didn't see. This buys Wrath some time to get to his feet. Magnusson is incensed and charges at Wrath, but Wrath counters and nails a spine buster. The ring shakes as both men crash to the mat. Wrath jumps on Magnusson and begins throwing elbows. D.H. is able to block most of the blows, but one catches him right over his left eye, busting him open. Wrath tries to follow with a Triangle Choke but D.H. is able to escape the hold. Both men get to their feet and begin trading punches. Wrath gains the advantage and throws Magnusson toward the ropes. D.H. bounces off and flies at Wrath with a Lou Thesz press. D.H. rains down punch on Wrath, eventually busting his lip wide open. Now both men are bleeding from huge cuts. The referee pulls Magnusson off of Wrath and both stagger to their feet. Magnusson has to wipe the blood from his eye, and it looks like he might have a little trouble seeing. Wrath charges at D.H., but Magnusson tosses Wrath over the top rope. Wrath somehow manages to land on the apron, but D.H. is quick to respond with a haymaker that sends Wrath to the floor. Magnusson follows Wrath to the outside and the two continue swinging wildly at each other. Wrath somehow lands a stinging kick to D.H.'s ribs, knocking the air completely out of him. Wrath throws a few more martial arts style punches and kicks, sending Magnusson reeling. Wrath whips D.H. towards the steel steps but Magnusson reverses, sending Wrath head and shoulder first into the unforgiving steel. Magnusson picks up Wrath and tosses him into the ring to avoid a count out. D.H. follows and picks Wrath up off the mat. Both men are bleeding heavily, and it appears that Wrath's nose was busted open during the collision with the steel steps. More blood continues to drip into Magnusson's eye, making it harder and harder to see. D.H. whips Wrath into the ropes and bounces himself off the other side. Both men collide with a double clothesline. The referee begins his count. One, Two, Three, Four....Wrath's face is a crimson mask as he tries to prop himself up on the one good arm he has....Five, Six....Magnusson's left eye is nearly swollen shut, and the damage his ribs has taken has clearly made it harder for him to breathe....Seven, Eight....both men are trying to get up, both of their legs are wobbling underneath them....Nine, TE--they both barely make it to their feet and stumble towards one another. They trade slow, heavy blows. Wrath only has one good arm and Magnusson only has one good eye. Wrath ducks a punch and plants Magnusson with a DDT. Both men are back down. Wrath crawls over just enough to cover. 1, 2....Magnusson kicks out! Wrath can't believe it! He picks Magnusson up and plants him with another DDT. It appears like he's going for the cover, but no! He locks in the WrathXFace! Pain is on the face of both men. Wrath's shoulder in clearly hurting, but he refuses to let go of the hold. Magnusson tries to get to the ropes, but they seem impossibly far away from him at the moment. Blood drips of both wrestler's faces as Wrath screams "Tap! Tap!". Magnusson refuses to give in and fights his way a little closer to the ropes. He reaches out and just barely misses the bottom rope. He's so close. Wrath tries to tighten his hold as D.H. struggles to gain the last few inches he needs to get to the ropes. With a final yell D.H. lunges as hard as he can and manages to grab the bottom rope. Wrath is forced to release the hold as both men try to catch their breath. The referee appears as if he wants to signal for the bell, but both men yell "No!" and charge wildly at each other. Magnusson delivers a huge belly-to-belly suplex and covers. 1, 2...Wrath kicks out! Neither one of these men have any intention of quitting, but they can't have much left in them either. Back to their feet, Wrath attempts a takedown, but is reversed by Magnusson. D.H. is now in a position to deliver a belly-to-back suplex but Wrath reverses that into a standing arm bar. He's going for the Lights Out! Magnusson somehow ducks the kick and hits Dream Street! He's got that sleeper locked in tight in the middle of the ring! Wrath is refusing to give up. Magnusson tightens to hold and eventually Wrath is out cold. This one is over. WINNER in 24:32 - D.H. Magnusson
After the bell rings Magnusson stumbles to his feet. Wrath is still out cold on the mat. D.H. raises his hand in victory and we can see that his left eye is completely swollen shut. The crowd cheers as Magnusson slowly makes his way up the ramp and into the back.
ALEXANDER DARLING vs. LD WILLIAMS
Darling and Williams exchange cautious nods as they stand opposite each other in the ring. Alexis is at ringside, but standing well away from the apron, as if to tacitly acknowledge that Darling Enterprises will play this straight. Collar and elbow to start, then a run of rapid-fire chain wrestling, with each man displaying crisp technical skills. The crowd is interested in the action, but not sure what to make of this display of sportsmanlike behavior from both men. Then Williams locks on a front chancery and hangs onto it for three attempted reversals. When Darling finally slips out of it, he's got a mean expression on his face. Alexander goes behind and torques the arms back, driving LD down to his knees. Then Darling raises the boot. CURBSTOMP~! Darling hooks a dazed LD, lifts him up - BRAINBUSTA~! But Alexander lands a little awkwardly and is a second too slow in going for the cover ... LD rolls out before he can be pinned. The ref starts a ten count and Darling nonchalantly leans against the opposite ropes, seemingly uninterested in Williams's slow return to the ring. But as soon as LD makes it up onto the apron, Alexander comes flying across the mat: SPEAR THROUGH THE ROPES TO THE FLOOR~! Alexis is screaming encouragement (and perhaps concern). Darling to his feet, rolls Williams back in near the corner, then hits a running knee, before scooping LD up and – Wheelbarrow Suplex! LD's own signature move! Well, now Williams is pissed off! He surges to his feet and rocks Darling with a series of punches and slaps, then shows Darling how a Wheelbarrow Suplex is REALLY done. The crowd pops for this, so LD hammers home another one, this time so thunderous that Darling bounces off the mat and sprawls lengthwise along the bottom rope. That's pretty much like painting a big target sign on yourself, and LD hits a dropkick that knocks Darling out and to the floor. Alexis rushes over to check on her brother, but scurries away when Williams slides to the outside. LD whips Darling into the barriers, then charges him, but Alexander half-sidesteps, half falls out of the way and Williams tastes steel. Both men down on the floor and the ref starts a count, which breaks at 8 as the pair slowly clamber back inside. Back to chain wrestling, with both men selling the toll of the match. Alexander briefly gets the edge and looks for the Darling Vice, but LD slips out and locks on the STF, really cranking it back, but Darling won't tap, and slowly starts crawling for the ropes, so LD releases the hold, hauls Darling to his feet, and blasts him with a head butt so vicious that BOTH men come up bleeding. It's a good job Darling has plenty of money, because some cosmetic surgery may be in order. It's enough to keep Darling down long enough for Williams to give him a couple vicious kicks to the face. So Darling rolls outside, and now it's LD's turn to fly. He blasts between the middle and bottom ropes – and Darling dodges. Williams CRASHES into the barrier, his momentum carrying him over the top and into the crowd. Ross and Razz go crazy. Alexis jumps up and down, clapping her hands, as her brother slowly man handles LD back into the ring – JUST beating the ten count. Cover by Darling, but Williams barely manages to roll the shoulder at 2.5. Scowl of frustration from Alexander, but then he hauls Williams upright, forearms him to keep him woozy and ... DEAL BREAKER~! This one is over! Darling slowly crawls into the cover. One! Two! Thr—WILLIAMS GETS HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES! Alexis and Alexander have tandem tantrums. Darling finally remembers the match and turns to grab Williams, but LD hooks him round the neck and rolls him up! Darling squeaks out of the pin at 2.999. Both men to their feet and standing nose to bloody nose. Darling's running his mouth. Williams takes it for a moment, then ROARS right into his opponent's face. Darling flinches – more in surprise than fear – but it gives LD the opening he needs. SHORT-ARM CLOTHESLINE RIGHT TO THE NOSE! Then, just to be sure, another one. A punch-drunk Darling reels on his feet as Williams runs the ropes and rebounds for a thunderous lariat that turns his opponent inside out and makes the three count academic. WINNER BY PINFALL in 22:21 – L D WILLIAMS
SEAMUS MCNASTY vs. TOMMY WILDER
Seamus McNasty storms to the ring first, stretching on the ropes and pacing as Tommy Wilder enters. Tommy stops to greet some fans on the way, which doesn’t sit well with Seamus. Finally, Tommy makes it to the ring and referee Junior Hale calls for the bell. They circle and lock up and Seamus backs Tommy toward the corner. Just before his back touches turnbuckle, Tommy darts to the side and drop toeholds Seamus into the corner. Tommy hits a series of kicks as Seamus tries to get up. He gets a little too close, however, and Seamus catches him in the jaw with an elbow and gets to his feet. Seamus gets in some punches, then plants Tommy with a body slam and puts the boots to him. He scrapes Tommy off the mat and launches him into the corner, but Tommy springs to the top turnbuckle and comes off with a twisting senton splash. Tommy rolls to his feet and hits the ropes, coming back with a leg drop across Seamus’ throat. He makes a cover, but only gets two. Both men are up, and Tommy catches Seamus with a dropkick. Seamus staggers, but he doesn’t go down. Tommy tries a second dropkick, but Seamus brushes it aside. Tommy rolls to his feet and turns around, only to eat a massive lariat. Seamus pulls Tommy up and rocks him with a European uppercut, then plants him with a delayed vertical suplex. He drives an elbow into Tommy’s throat and makes a cover, but Tommy kicks out at two. Seamus pulls Tommy to his feet, and Tommy catches him with a shot to the midsection. They exchange punches, with Seamus’ size giving him the advantage. Tommy is backed to the ropes, and Seamus whips him across the ring. Seamus hits a vicious spine buster, bounces back to his feet, and leaps, driving a knee into his temple. He covers, and Junior counts one…two…thr – Tommy rolls a shoulder to escape. Seamus continues the attack with punches and kicks. He slings Tommy to the corner and drives a series of shoulders into his midsection, then pulls him to the middle of the ring and goes for the Black and Tan. Tommy rotates through and reverses into a backslide that gets a two count. Tommy pulls Seamus to his feet and dropkicks him into the corner, following up with punches and chops. He tires and Irish whip, but Seamus reverses. Tommy tries to take advantage of the momentum, and runs up the turnbuckles, springing off into a moonsault. In an impressive display of strength, Seamus catches him on his shoulder! He stumbles back a couple of steps, then shrugs Tommy into position and hits a tombstone pile driver. This time, there’s no kicking out, and Junior counts the three. WINNER, in 15:46, Seamus McNasty.
DAVIN MORELAND vs. THE DEAD -OOWF Onslaught Championship Non-Title Match
The Dead comes to the ring first and waits in the corner. Davin Moreland comes out to the top of the ramp flanked by the rest of Run DLP. He motions for Phantos and Lucios to remain while he heads to the ring. Moreland climbs between the ropes and hands his Onslaught title to the referee. The Dead meets him in the center of the ring and the two men go nose to nose, but don’t say a word. The much larger Moreland towers over Dead. The bell rings and the referee tells the two men to get the match rolling. They continue to stand there and stare at one another, finally, Moreland shoves Dead, Dead retaliates by trying a spinning heel kick, but Moreland catches him and throws him over his shoulder. Dead hits the mat, but springs right up and jumps to the middle rope, then climbs to the top and waits for the larger Moreland to get to his feet, when he does, Dead leaps off the ropes and connects with a drop kick to Moreland’s chest that sends him to the ropes. Dead is back to his feet and catches Moreland with an elbow to the jaw that sends him to the mat. Dead bounds off the ropes and drives an elbow down into Davin’s throat and covers him for a one count. Dead lets Moreland get to his knees against the ropes, then charges and hits an ole kick that sends Moreland backwards through the ropes to the floor. Dead follows Moreland to the outside and slams his head into the steel steps, then hits an inverted atomic drop, and an enzuguri that sends Moreland face first into the steel. Dead rolls back into the ring to stop the count, Moreland slowly gets to his feet and realizes he is bleeding and gets PISSED. He slides under the bottom rope and catches a charging Dead with a boot right between the eyes. Moreland pulls Dead to his feet and sends him to the ropes and catches him with a spine buster, covers, but he only gets a one count. Both men are to their feet and Moreland hits a couple of chops, but Dead stops him with a rake to the eyes, then throws him into a corner and charges in for a shoulder block to the stomach, but Moreland sidesteps and Dead goes HEADfirst into the ring post. He may have knocked himself out on that one, he sure as hell opened a nasty gash on his head. Davin pulls him to the center of the ring and pulls him to his feet for a REALLY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER, but Dead just falls limply to the mat. He pulls him up a second time, but it is like lifting a sack of sand. Finally on the third try, Davin has him in position for the RGDC, but Dead was playing possum! He slips shoves Davin away and spins him around and pulls him to his shoulders and hits the GTS! Moreland’s head bounces back and he falls between the ropes to the floor. Dead falls to his knees in the middle of the ring and grabs his head, where the cut on his forehead is spewing blood, we see a NASTY big ol knot has formed, seriously, that is ugly. As Dead is trying to clear the cobwebs, Davin slides back into the ring and catches Dead with a diving clothesline that bends Dead in half the wrong way. Moreland mounts Dead and grabs his head and hammers away at the knot on his forehead. After several shots that open the gash even more, Dead shoves Moreland off and gets to his feet, but Moreland catches him with a clothesline that sends him into the corner. Moreland charges into the corner with a clothesline, then bulldogs Dead out to the center of the ring. Moreland locks on the ARMBAR! But Dead makes it to the ropes before his arm shatters. Moreland releases the hold, but pulls Dead to his feet and whips Dead to the ropes and tries a clothesline, but Dead ducks it and springs off the middle rope and nails Davin in the face with a flying forearm that sends him out of the ring to the floor. Dead waits a second and gets a running start and leaps between the ropes at Davin, but Davin catches him and hefts him up on his shoulders and drives him to the floor with the F-U (but since Davin is not John Cena, Dead is not, well, Dead, he is merely hurting. A lot). Moreland clears off the Portuguese announce table and rolls a stunned Dead onto the table. Moreland climbs up as well. Moreland pulls Dead up and it looks like he is going to hit a TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER ON THE TABLE!! But Dead frees himself and slips over Moreland’s shoulder, spins him around and hits his own REALLY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER!!!!! The move sends both men through the table, but Davin CLEARLY took the worst of this. Dead pulls a barely conscious Moreland out of the wreckage and rolls him into the ring and covers, but can only get a two count. Dead uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet and waits for Moreland to get up and pops him with the Close the Casket! Moreland’s eyes roll into the back of his head, but he does not go down. Dead runs toward the ropes, but now it was Moreland who was playing possum, he charges and as Dead rebounds he nearly cuts him in half with a SPEAR! Moreland falls to the mat and the referee starts the ten count. He makes it to eight before Dead gets up and grabs Moreland and pulls him to his feet. But Moreland hits a jawbreaker that sends Dead to the mat. Davin locks on the ankle lock, but Dead spins around and kicks him back into the corner. Dead gets to his feet and springs off the bottom rope and catches Moreland as he staggers out of the corner and PLANTS him with a twisting DDT! Dead nearly snaps Moreland’s neck as he hits the mat! Dead floats through and rolls Moreland up, one, two THREE just as Moreland kicks out! WINNER in 24:57 – The Dead
THE DEFENESTRATORS vs. PHANTOS & LUCIOS – OOWF World Tag Team Title Match
Ecosystem and Voltage head to the ring, flanked by Donovan Viper, & F. Fonzworth MacCappington III. Conspicuous by their absence is Lauren Phoenix and Ryan Hardcore Ecosystem and Voltage pose in the ring with the belts until Born In the USA blasts through the loudspeakers. Phantos, Davin Moreland & Lucios appear on the ramp and soak up the cheers from the crowd, tossing bottles of Aquafina into the stands. Davin walks down to ringside with the Uncrowned Champions. Referee Sterling Glaw warns the LOADED crew and Moreland before calling for the bell. Ecosystem and Lucios circle each other momentarily before locking up. Lucios shoves Eco to the mat. Eco pops back up and slaps the masked man. Lucios swings, and Eco ducks and kicks Lucios in the back of the head. Eco pounces with an elbow and covers for a two count. Voltage gets tagged in and meets Lucios with a set of vicious chops. Lucios powers up and clotheslines Voltage out of his boots, literally. A bare-footed Voltage tries an enziguri, but it has little impact. Lucios grabs Volt by the leg and drags him into Team Aquafina territory. Phantos gets tagged in and mounts the turnbuckles. Phantos traps Volt’s leg in a grapevine as Phantos flies off, hitting Volt with a senton backsplash. Phantos kips up and hits Volt with a dropkick before he even gets to his feet. Body slam. Elbow drop. Abdominal stretch. Phantos is in complete control. He hoists Voltage up in a backbreaker and tags in Lucios. Lucios plucks Volt out of Phantos arms, and turns the backbreaker into a dominator. Scoop Slam. Border Toss. High delay vertical suplex. Gordbuster. Gorilla Press slam. Lucios positions Volt in the Electric chair position and readies to tag in Phantos for the dropkick device when Ecosystem dives in at Lucios ankles, causing Volt to land on Lucios in a pinning predicament. Phantos dives off at Eco, both men tumbling between the ropes to the floor. Glaw drops down for 1..2…..and Lucios powers out just before the 3 count. Eco drop toe holds Phantos into the ring steps and is back on the apron for a tag. Ecosystem sets Lucios up for the Endgame, but Lucios powers up and hoists Eco up for a powerbomb. Eco scurries down the big man’s back and takes Lucios down in a sunset flip. Glaw is out of position at first, so he leaps the combatants, pounding the mat 1..2…..and Lucios just gets a shoulder up before 3. FFMacIII climbs on the apron and begins to animatedly argue with Glaw about the slow count. All four men are in the ring in full brawl mode. Voltage clotheslines Phantos out of the ring, where he is met with a vicious Death Elbow from Viper. Moreland responds and battles Viper into the crowd and out the exits. Still in the ring, Lucios is overpowering Ecosystem, hitting him with a slingshot suplex and three scoop slams. Phantos climbs to his feet against the guardrail, when suddenly a woman in the front, wearing dark sunglasses and a cap stands up in front of him. In one quick motion she rips open her shirt, distracting Phantos. Lauren Phoenix removes her cap and shades, when Ryan Hardcore slams Phantos in the back of the head with a chair, then quickly disappears. Glaw has had enough and decides to clear the LOADED crew from ringside. Security rushes down to accompany FFMac, Phoenix and Viper to the back. Lucios looks around and sees Phantos face down on the arena floor. Glaw orders Voltage back into the ring, Eco onto the apron, and restarts the action. Voltage tries to call timeout to put his boots back on. Lucios charges in, and Voltage sidesteps a spear and Lucios tumbles to the arena floor. Eco charges in the ring, forcing Glaw to deal with him, when from under the ring, Ryan Hardcore suddenly appears. Chair in hand, he stalks Lucios as he gets back to his feet and then THUD! The chair slams into the masked man’s skull, laying him out on the concrete. Hardcore disappears under the ring as Glaw turns around. Voltage sits on the top turnbuckle tying his boots and mocking Glaw’s count as it hits 7…8…9…10! WINNER in 13:21; via countout; and still OOWF Tag Team Champions, The Defenstrators!
OUTBACK JACK vs. DONOVAN VIPER – OOWF Intercontinental Title Match
Outback Jack walks down the ramp and steps into the ring. Donovan Viper appears on the stage moments later, entering to a chorus of negativity. He marches down the ramp and slides into the ring. He gets to his feet and locks his eyes on Outback. The bell sounds and the two men go at it. Viper hits Outback with a right hand. He goes for another, but Outback catches it and gets Viper in a hammerlock. Viper reverses it, then tries to get Outback up for a back suplex. Outback keeps his feet planted and hits Viper with a hard elbow to the top of the head. Viper stumbles backwards, then gets caught with a boot to the face, sending him to the outside of the ring. Outback steps through the ropes, then hops down to the floor. He pulls Viper to his feet, but Viper swats him away and knees him in the mid-section. He whips him into the guardrail and follows up with a clothesline, sending both men tumbling into the front row. They fight in the crowd for a bit before circling to the opposite side of which they started. Viper still has the advantage and shoves Outback into the guardrail. He runs at him and goes for a running knee lift, but Outback catches him and tosses him over his head, back into the ringside area. Outback steps over the railing and stomps on Viper. He pulls him to his feet and rolls him under the bottom rope, back into the ring. He rolls in after him, but gets caught with stomp after stomp. Viper pulls Outback to his feet and whips him into a corner. He runs at him and goes for the running knee lift again. This time, he hits it. He gets Outback in a side headlock and goes for a running bulldog. But Outback picks him up and sends him back down with a back suplex. Both men get to their feet at the same time. Outback goes for a clothesline, but Viper ducks it and goes for a hip toss on the turn-around. But Outback doesn't budge and reverses it into a suplex. Viper floats over and lands on his feet behind Outback, then slams him on the mat with a neck breaker. He goes for the Anaconda Vice and gets it locked in. Outback is in pain, but is hanging in there, slowly pushing his way to the side of the ring. He finally makes it to the ropes and grabs hold of them, but Viper doesn't release the hold. Outback squirms under the bottom rope and pulls Viper to the outside of the ring with him. Viper's hold on Outback weakens up until Outback is able to shove Viper off of him. Viper gets to his feet and stomps on Outback, but Outback grabs Viper's foot and twists it. Viper stumbles and Outback gets to his feet. He twists Viper's ankle back around, turning Viper to face him. He throws Viper's foot down and hits him with a hard lariat. Viper's head bounces off the floor. Outback gets on his knees, over top of Viper, and pounds on his face with left hand after left hand and right hand after right hand. Viper is finally able to push Outback off of him and use the ring apron to get to his feet. Outback runs at him, but Viper side-steps him and Outback slams into the ring apron. Viper grabs Outback and rolls him back into the ring. He slides into the ring and pulls Outback to his feet. He gets him up for the Go2Sleep, but Outback slides off and hits Viper with the Boomerang. The first time the referee has counted anything in this match, he counts to three. WINNER in 13:38 - Outback Jack
STANK PROMO
Russ's voiceover: For Lucas Mann, the man known here as Stank, nothing has come easy, and everything he has taken on he has met with much success more often than not. His fight, his drive, and his intestinal fortitude has come to define his burgeoning legacy here in the OOWF.
Russ: Ladies and Gentlemen I'm here with the current OOWF World Heavyweight Champion, Stank... Champ, thanks for taking the time to be here with me today.
Stank: No problem. Thanks for having me.
Russ: You survived a hellish battle at Dance of Death IV against three of the OOWF's toughest in LD Williams, Canadian Dragon, and Capellan. Let's watch the footage of the concluding moments of that match.
quote: ... As if on cue, Stank charges and bull rushes the ladder and sends it tipping over. Capellan and Williams both fall from the top of the ladder to the floor where they land with a sickening thud. Canadian Dragon hot shots himself on the ladder as he falls and springs back to the ring and staggers, dazed, toward Stank. An exhausted Stank picks up the chair and blasts dragon in the face with it, then pulls him up and hits a power bomb, holds on and hits a second, then a third, and finally on the fourth he drives Canadian Dragon into the mat and folds him up. The referee is in position and makes the three count. Stank 1 Canadian Dragon 0, LD Williams 0, Capellan 0. The time keeper announces that there are two minutes left...
...Cap grabs a chair and climbs slowly to the top rope. On the outside medics have Williams to his feet, but he shoves them away and slides back into the ring. Capellan leaps and DRIVES THE CHAIR INTO STANK’S FACE!! VAN CAPELLANATOR!! Stank is out! Cap grabs his leg and tries to drag him into the ring, at the same time LD Williams crawls over to a prone Canadian Dragon and falls across him, Capellan gets Stank out of the corner and falls across him as well. One, two……the bell rings! Time has expired!! Stank wins the Iron Man match 1 fall to none!
WINNER in 60:00 1 fall to 0, and STILL OOWF World Heavyweight Champion – Stank!
Russ: At the end of that match Capellan drove a chair right into your face. Well I gotta say, champ... you look none the worse for wear...
Stank: Well I may look it, but I don't feel it. Believe me, that shit hurt like hell. After I pinned Canadian Dragon I was pretty much out of it. I can't say I saw that chair coming. He hit me and I was completely done. The next thing I remember I was lying on my back, watching my opponents walk up the ramp. I didn't know I had won until the ref draped the title across my chest. quote: ... Stank gets to his feet first and pulls Moreland up, but Davin gets a kick to the gut in to stop Stank. Moreland is starting to show the wear of three matches in one night, but he bounces off the ropes and takes Stank to the mat with a clothesline. Moreland measures Stank and calls for the REALLY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER!! As Stank gets to his feet, Moreland grabs him by the head, but Stank shoves him off and catches him on the rebound with the STANK-U! Stank covers and hooks the leg and gets the one, two three! WINNER in 15:54 – Stank
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