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Post by mooseheadjack on Feb 16, 2009 11:55:52 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem/OOWF Invitational Round 2 Live! From Springfield, Minnesota
OOWF Jobber Invitational Semi-Finals[/u]
Duane Gil Bracket Final
DR. STONE COLD DEATH VON ERICH v "THE LOVE MACHINE” BILLY WAYNE WOODARD
“The Love Machine” Billy Wayne Woodard and Dr. Stone Cole Death Von Erich square off as the bell rings. Von Erich sends his man into the ropes and connects with an elbow. BWW kips back up and ducks a haymaker. Chop WOOOO! Chop WOOOO! BWW backs him into the corner. Kick to the gut and a big bulldog takes Von Erich down. Cover gets barely a 1 count and both men are to their feet again. Billy hooks a suplex, but Von Erich reverses it and hits the move himself. Fist drop. Arm bar. Wooodard starts to rally himself to his feet. Von Erich sends him into the ropes and locks in a Sleeper hold! BWW flails his arms, trying to break free. HE backs into the corner, and Von Erich breaks the hold. BWW stumbles forward and DSCDVE levels him from behind with a clothesline. Von Erich poses for the crowd, who jeers him on cue. Loose cover gets 2, and now Von Erich discusses the matter with the ring official. Woodard is back to his feet. Dropkick catches Von Erich off guard! Irish Whip, Power slam! Repeated elbow drops and Woodard fires up the Crowd! Backdrop followed by a Kick and DDT! Cover for 1…2… and DSCDVE is just able to avoid the pin fall. Woodard calls for the Full Nelson! He stalks Von Erich from behind as he gets back to his feet. BWW goes to lock the nelson in and MULE KICK! How did the official NOT see that? Woodard crumples to the ground and Von Erich pounces, laying the boots the BWW repeatedly. Woodard crawls to the ropes and the referee has to physically restrain DSCDVE. Woodard slumps against the bottom rope. Von Erich drags him to his feet and hoists him onto his shoulders. OKLAHOMA STAMPEDE! The running power slam appears to be the end of it. 1….2….and Von Erich pulls Woodard up by the hair. Irish whip HOT SHOT! Woodard falls to the mat grasping his throat. Von Erich calls for the Iron Claw, and stalks Woodard as he gets back to his feet. Von Erich applies the claw, and forces Woodard to his knees. The crowd begins to clap and encourages Woodard to fight to his feet. DSCDVE is ready for it. KICK! WHAM! STUNNER! BWW flops to the mat. Von Erich scrambles for the cover 1…2….3! Wait! The referee is calling off the pin. Woodard put his foot on the ropes just in the nick of time! DSCDVE is Outraged! He backs the referee into the corner and appears close to being disqualified. BWW sneaks up. SCHOOL BOY ROLLUP! 1…2…NO! Von Erich kicks out. Woodard has the crowd’s support. Full Nelson!... DRAGON SUPLEX! BWW bridges and 1…2…NO! DSCDVE kicks out again! The crowd groans in disbelief. Von Erich is slow getting up. Woodard attempts a body press. Von Erich catches him! Onto the shoulders AIRPLANE SPIN! Woodard is disoriented. Side Russian Leg sweep. Hangman’s Neck breaker. Von Erich drapes BWW upside down on the turnbuckles. MIDDLE ROPE PILEDIRVER! That’s going to do it. 1…2…3! WINNER, in 10:21, Dr. Stone Cole Death Von Erich! He has earned a spot in the Finals!
George South Bracket Final
JOSE MANUEL ORTIZ RAMIREZ CUERVO vs. FUMUNDA MUNG
Jose Manuel Ramirez Ortiz Cuervo and Fumunda Mung make their separate entrances. Mung charges at the bell, pummeling Jose into a corner. Cuervo tries to fight back, but clearly, Mung is in control. Overhead release belly to belly suplex. drag Jose into the corner, thrust kick right to the throat. Jose staggers out and gets kicked in the head from behind. Down he goes. Running splash Mung pulls Cuervo to his feet. Whip into the ropes. Lightning quick Samoan Drop! Cover and 1…2… and Cuervo weakly kicks out before 3. Jose stumbles into a corner. Mung charges in Stinger Splash… NOBODY HOME! Mung’s head bounces off the ring post, and Cuervo has life! Dropkick, handspring elbow and Springboard moonsault! 1…2… and Mung tosses Cuervo off him easily. Bulldog to the mat. Cuervo scurries to the top, 450 SPLASH! 1…2… NO! Mung gets the shoulder up. Cuervo back on the offensive with punches and kicks. Scoop Slam and he’s climbing to the top again. Mung scurries up behind him TOP ROPE SAMOAN DROP! Mung doesn’t even try to pin Cuervo. He props him up against the bottom turnbuckle. UMANGA BUTT SPLASH! Jose’s head wobbles sickeningly on his neck. Mung props him on the top rope. ANOTHER TOP ROPE SAMOAN DROP! Mercifully, he covers and gets the 1…2…3. WINNER, in 3:57, Fumunda Mung.
Russ: I don’t know about you Razz, but I’d say that’s the favorite to win the tournament right now.
Jake Milliman Bracket Final
MELE KALIKAMUKA vs. HI-VO SAKAMOTO
Mele Kalikamuka and Hi-Vo Sakamoto both make their respective entrances. After some feeling out, Hi-Vo begins to blister Mele with knifedge chops. Mele blocks one and thrust kicks Sakamoto to the mat. Mele locks in an arm bar and body scissors Hi-Vo’s waist. Sakamoto rolls over and Mele ends up on his back. 1…2… and Mele releases the arm bar to break the pin. He keeps the body scissor locked in, and Sakamoto tries to get to his feet. Mele rotates his hips and Sakamoto trips and ends up face down on the mat. Mele pounces and locks in a surfboard. Hi-Vo to his feet and Mele responds with a quick BACKSLIDE~~! 1… and Sakamoto rolls out of it and kips up. Lightning quick super kick to Mele’s jaw and cover for 1…2… and no. Mele struggles to his feet and resumes peppering him with chops. Mele’s chest is bright red now, and he finally blocks one. He grabs Hi-Vo’s hair. And repeatedly head butts him! Sakamoto staggers and Mele thrusts him in the throat! Hi-Vo falls back into the corner and Mele assaults him with kicks until the referee restrains him. Sakamoto snaps off a super kick, but Mele ducks and belly to belly’s Sakamoto to the ground. After a couple of stomps and a knee drop to the head, Hi-Vo isn’t stirring. Mele climbs to the top and hits a Diving Head butt! He takes too long to make the cover, and Sakamoto is able to kick out at 2. Hi-Vo is to his feet first, and he tosses Mele through the ropes and to the arena floor. Sakamoto climbs to the top and crashes into Mele, driving him into the ringside barrier hard. Sakamoto pulls Mele to his feet and drapes him across the barrier. Knifedge chops! Each one echoing through the arena. Thrust kick and Hi-Vo resumes the barrage. Mele clutches his chest and collapses to the floor. Hi-Vo clears the Micronesian announce table and drags Mele on to it. As Hi-Vo lays him out, we see Mele is Bleeding from the Chest! Sakamoto has chopped Mele wide open! Hi-Vo goes to the top rope, and the crowd buzzes. SOMERSAULT ELBOW DROP THROUGH THE TABLE…. BUT NOBODY’S HOME! Mele slides to the floor just in time, and Sakamoto crashes through the Micronesian Announce Table. The Crowd erupts and OOWF officials storm to ringside the check on Sakamoto. The referee seems ready to just call this one off, but Sakamoto pushes the officials away and stands up, covered in wood and blood. Mele, who’s own blood has run down the length of his body by now rushes in and spears him back to the floor in the debris! Mele taps his head and climbs to the ring apron and up the ring post.
Razz: He can’t be doing this! A head butt from there would kill someone!
Sakamoto stirs and gets groggily to his feet. Mele leaps off anyway and Sakamoto SUPERKICKS HIM OUT OF MID AIR! Mele hits the concrete with a sickening thud. Sakamoto falls backwards and collects his senses for a moment. He staggers over to Mele and pulls him onto the apron. Hi-Vo climbs the ropes and perches, waiting for Mele to get to his feet. BUZZSAW KICK OFF THE TOP! That’s GOT to be the end. Hi-Vo crawls over and covers 1….2….3! WINNER in 14:32, Hi-Vo Sakamoto!
Russ: Well folks, that’s it! Next week, In a Three-Way Elimination Match, Hi-Vo Sakamoto
Razz: Or what’s left of him
Russ: Right. Sakamoto faces Fumunda Mung and Dr. Stone Cole Death Von Erich
Razz: Wow. Just Wow.
MATTE vs. DAMON WRATH
Damon Wrath is announced first and makes his way to the ring, completely focused. He steps between the ropes and seems to go into a meditative state in the corner, his back to the rest of the ring. Matte is announced and as “I Hate Myself and Want to Die” plays he makes his way to the ring, looking completely uninterested in what is going on. Matte slides into the ring and the referee calls for the bell. Wrath remains in the corner, he doesn’t flinch a bit when the bell rings. Matte finally gets tired of waiting and grabs Wrath and spins him around, but Wrath catches Matte with a clothesline, sending him to the mat! Wrath immediately pounces on Matte and starts hammering him with MMA type shots, but Matte is able to cover up and avoid most of them. Wrath pulls Matte to his feet and sends him to the ropes and scoops him up in a fireman’s carry, but Matte slips off his shoulders and lands behind him, spins Wrath around and kicks him in the gut and tries for the Nevermind DDT, but Wrath back drops Matt over the top rope! Matte hits his back on the apron and falls to the floor. Wrath leaves the ring and pulls Matte back on his knees, and hammers him with several forearms across the face. Wrath pulls Matte to his feet and tries a whip to the stairs, but Matte reverses it and hits that drop toe hold, and Wrath goes head first into the corner of the steps. Wrath immediately springs to his knees grabbing his head, and it is only a matter of seconds before you can see blood running through his fingers. Matte kicks him in the gut forcing his hands away and we can see that this is like .8 Muta. Matte grabs Wrath and hammers him with shots to the face until his fists are covered with Wrath’s blood. Matte pulls Wrath to his feet and hauls him up for a vertical suplex, Wrath’s blood runs down Matte’s side and drips on the floor, then Matte slams Wrath down stomach first on the guard rail. Matte gets a running start and knee lifts Wrath, sending him into the crowd and spraying blood everywhere. Matte slides back into the ring to break the count, then right back to the floor where he flips Wrath over the railing and throws him back into the ring. Matte climbs to the second rope and leaps, but Wrath gets his foot up. Matte catches himself on Wrath’s boot, shoves it aside and drops an elbow anyway. Matte covers, but only gets a two count. Matte slowly pulls Wrath to his feet, but Wrath fights back and grabs Matte and DESTROYS him with a release belly to belly suplex. Wrath struggles to his feet and staggers around the ring trying to wipe the blood from his mouth. Matte backs himself into the corner and tries to clear the cobwebs. Wrath grabs him by the leg and pulls him out of the corner, planting a kick to the face as he pulls him, then flips Matte over and locks him in the Rings of Saturn, trying for a submission. Matte grunts in pain, but won’t give up. The amount of blood running off of Wrath’s head actually makes it hard for him to keep the hold locked on, and Matte slips from his grasp. Wrath and Matte get to their feet and Matte tries a whip, but Wrath reverses it, and lowers his head too soon. Matte catches him and hits a PILEDRIVER! Matte covers, but Wrath rolls his shoulder at two. Matte slips out of the ring and reaches under the ring and sets up a table. As he gets back onto the apron, Wrath is on his feet and tries running down the ropes with a clothesline, but Matte ducks it and sends Wrath into the turnbuckle with a kick to the back of the head. Matte grabs Wrath and pulls him out onto the apron and kicks him, then hits the NEVERMIND DDT THROUGH THE TABLE! The crowd pops with a HOLY SHIT chant as Wrath’s face meets cement. Matte pulls him off the floor and rolls him back into the ring and covers, hooking the leg, one, two, three! WINNER in 10:11 - Matte
THE DEAD vs. LUCIOS
The Dead makes his way to the ring first, looking determined to avenge his loss to Phantos last week. He warms up in the corner as Lucios enters the arena to a chorus of boos. Phantos comes to ringside with his partner, but referee Davis Hightower immediately sends him back to the locker room. Hightower calls for the bell and we're off.
Dead and Lucios circle and lock up, with Lucios' size giving him an immediate advantage. He backs Dead into the corner and, ignoring Hightower's demands for a break, lays into him with chops. He whips Dead across the ring and follows him into the corner, but Dead moves out of the way. Lucios hits the turnbuckles, and Dead rolls him up, getting a two count. Lucios rolls to his knees and Dead sends him back to the mat with a kick to the face. Dead keeps him down on the mat with a series of stomps, then hits the ropes and drives a knee into his temple. He covers, but Lucios kicks out at two.
Dead pulls Lucios to his feet and staggers him with European uppercuts, then tries for a suplex. Lucios blocks and reverses, holding Dead in a delayed vertical suplex before turning it into a Jackhammer. He hooks the leg and gets a long two count. Lucios goes to the ropes and catches a rising Dead with a boot to the head, then scoops him up and slams him to the mat. He brutalizes Dead with kicks, then slings him to the ropes and plants him with a spine buster. Foregoing the cover, Lucios pulls Dead up and lifts him for the Bordertoss. Dead struggles free at the top of the hold and drops behind him, hooking his head and hitting a reverse neck breaker on the way down. It takes Dead a moment to clear the cobwebs before he covers, and Lucios kicks out at two. Death is first to his feet and lines Lucios up. He tries to Close the Casket, but Lucios dodges and Dead's leg catches on the top rope. Lucios sweeps his other leg, and Dead slams head first into the mat. Lucios pounces, raining down elbows and fists onto Dead. Lucios pulls him up and tosses him into the corner, attacking him with a series of shoulder blocks before lifting him onto the top turnbuckle. Lucios climbs up for a superplex, but Dead fights back. Lucios gets the best of the slugfest, until Dead slams a head butt into the bridge of his nose. Lucios tumbles back to the mat, and Dead leaps off the turnbuckles with a senton splash. He hooks the leg and Hightower counts One....Two...Thr-Lucios rolls a shoulder just in time.
Dead springs to his feet and hits the ropes, burying a knee in Lucios midsection as he gets up. Dead follows up with a DDT and covers, but Lucios kicks out. Dead presses his attack with chops and kicks as Lucios struggles to his feet. Dead stuns him with an elbow to the jaw, then sends him to the ropes. Lucios plants his feet and reverses the whip. Dead ducks a clothesline attempt and hits the opposite ropes, but gets caught by a brutal spine buster on the return trip. Lucios hooks the leg and Hightower counts One...Two...Thr- this time Dead rolls a shoulder just in time.
Lucios pulls Dead to his feet and grabs his arm. He twists it into a hammerlock and lifts him for the hammerlock slam, but Dead uses his free arm to elbow Lucios in the face. Lucios lets go and Dead lands on his one foot, snapping the other leg out and Closing the Casket! Dead falls on Lucios and hooks both legs as Hightower counts One...Two...Three. WINNER, in 12:46, The Dead.
OOWF Invitational Round 2
POE vs. THE AMNESIAC
“I Can’t Remember” comes over the PA, and there’s a smattering of applause as The Amnesiac makes his way down to the ring; acknowledging the cheers (such as they are) on the way down. He climbs into the ring and heads to the corner, fiddling with his mask and getting it on straight. Fall River’s Own Angelo Barros suppresses a giggle as his music stops. The London Symphony Orchestra fires up and “For Whom the Bell Tolls” starts. Poe, flanked by Selena, waits at the top of the ramp as his pyro goes off. Once it’s done, the two make their way down the ramp to a thunderous ovation, which, by his facial expression, is something that Poe has been waiting for since his arrival in the OOWF. Poe appears to be favoring his ankle every so slightly. It’s almost imperceptible unless you were looking for it. He shuttles Selena to the far side of the floor as Poe climbs into the ring and poses a little – to more applause. Barros acknowledges both wrestlers and calls for the bell…WE’RE UNDERWAY!
The two immediately lock up, but the taller Poe leverages his way into a headlock. THE Amnesiac manages to squirm out and reverse into an Armbar. Poe sells the Armbar for a moment or two, before he just YANKS THE Amnesiac toward him and NAILS him with a Short-Arm Clothesline. THE Amnesiac bounces back up, just in time for Poe to just ANNIHILATE him with a T-BONE SUPLEX! Poe covers quickly, and gets a two count for his trouble. Poe pulls up Amnesiac and WHIPS him into the turnbuckle. HUGE SPLASH from Poe, and Amnesiac stumbles out of the corner. Poe tries to follow with a BIG Shoulder Tackle, but THE Amnesiac is able to side-step him. Poe spears himself on the STEEL POST! THE Amnesiac shakes out the cobwebs a little and sees Poe hung up in the ropes. Amnesiac does what anyone else would do and goes RIGHT to the Injured Ankle of Poe. It’s not an Ankle Lock, but he’s holding it, and just driving the point of his elbow into it REPEATEDLY. Poe’s yelling tells the story. THE Amnesiac finally tries to hang Poe’s ankle on a rope; but before too much more damage can be done, Poe DRILLS THE Amnesiac with an ENZIGURI! THE Amnesiac goes flying through the ropes all the way to the outside.
Poe struggles to stand in the ring, as THE Amnesiac is still on Queer Street on the outside. Poe takes a deep breath and RUNS and tries a SUICIDE DIVE TO THE OUTSIDE, but Poe clipped his foot on the rope on the way out, and falls awkwardly. Selena Bansheescreams at this development, and Barros starts a count. THE Amnesiac is up first, and sees Poe prone nearby. He one-hops the barrier and hits a SICK DOUBLE-JUMP MOONSAULT! THE Amnesiac climbs up onto the apron and takes off again, landing a SHOOTING STAR PRESS! THE Amnesiac looks up one more time, and positions Poe’s ankle. He heads ALL the way up to the top turnbuckle. Selena is apoplectic. THE Amnesiac takes off and hits a SPLIT-LEGGED CORKSCREW MOONSAULT ON POE’S ANKLE! Poe’s awake now, and SCREAMING in pain. THE Amnesiac considers forcing Poe into the ring, but realizes he doesn’t need to. He rolls into the ring, and instructs Barros to start counting, which he does. Selena flies over to Poe, trying to comfort him. Poe gets an eerie look of calm on his face, and instructs Selena to basically bounce. Poe gets to his feet at 7, and rolls into the ring at 9.
THE Amnesiac is on him immediately, just stomping and stomping away, but Poe simply doesn’t budge. THE Amnesiac tries a SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT, but Poe gets a foot up, and, well, ow. Poe is finally to his feet, and the look of calm is slowly replaced by rage. Ok, that one IS creepy. Poe grabs THE Amnesiac by the traps and pulls him up. BIG Headbutt to the base of the skull, but Poe hangs on. Poe spins it into a NECKBREAKER and THE Amnesiac is in rough shape. Poe is relentless. He’s up quickly and pulls THE Amnesiac up again. He tosses THE Amnesiac into the corner for SNAKE EYES! THE Amnesiac stumbles backward from the corner, not quite aware of where he is. Poe scoops THE Amnesiac onto his shoulders, and hits THE PENDULUM! That one hurt both men, as Poe was clearly in pain trying to get the big man up. Poe signals to the crowd with the international sign for “it’s over”. Poe pulls THE Amnesiac up one more time. He hooks him in and DESTROYS THE Amnesiac with THE CRUCIFIXION! The 3-count is just a formality. WINNER in 11:58 by PINFALL…Poe!
Poe doesn’t do much posing after the match, he quickly rolls out of the ring and signals for Selena. Selena rushes over, and “escorts” Poe up the ramp to the roar of the crowd.
CHRIS COLE vs. STANK
The area goes dark and we hear the first strains of “Master of Puppets” and the pyro goes off and out comes “The Main Event” Chris Coles. As he walks to ring he once again proves why he is the master of the air guitar…shades of Hollywood Hogan…Cole steps into the ring and begins to pull on the ropes to warm up.
The music changes to Nonpoint’s “Skin” and out charges Stank bathed in dark green light and smoke…this guys moves fast for a big man and he’s chewing up the entrance ramp like Mark Henry at an all you can eat breakfast bar…he slide into the ring and closes in on Cole.
Both men go nose to nose jawing at each other. Cole certainly has the head bob down…I can’t tell if he’s D’lo Brown’s love child or the new Moosehead Jack bobble head.
Stank has had enough, he throws a stiff right hand that staggers Cole, Chris rubs his face and grins, Stank steps in for another right that backs Cole up a step, Stank comes in again but goes to the well once too often, Cole sidesteps and hits him with a drop toe hold that sends Stank into the ropes, he set up for the 619…but Cole bounces to the other side, off the ropes and down across Stank’s back instead. Stank rolls down off the second rope and onto the floor. Cole raises his arms in victory before delivery a boot to the head. It may be too early to celebrate but Cole has got the big man down and in trouble early.
Cole pulls him up and delivers a European uppercut that staggers Stank to the corner. Cole follows him in with a high knee lift that sends either Stank’s gum or teeth into the second row…Cole backs up and builds steam…Cole in for the Stinger Splash but the big man rolls out of the way. Cole hits the turnbuckle sternum first. Stank grabs Cole by the hair and starts to pound him into the corner, 1…2…3 the crowd begins to pick up the count, 4…5..6…7… Referee counts to 5 and Stank lets Chris go..Cole turns and swats at the air with a left and right and Flair flops onto the ring.
Stank picks Cole up and plants him with a Batista Bomb. Stank’s not done yet he’s up and bouncing off the ropes and nails Chris with a Stankonia 2.0.
Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to pay our last respects to the Main Event Chris Cole…Stank goes for the cover…1…2…2 and ¾ and Cole barely gets his shoulder up…tales of his demise is greatly exaggerated…Stank pulls Cole to his feet and goes for the Stank U, but Cole wiggles out like Vince McMahon at a steroids hearing…Cole slides off and catches Stank with a chop to his knee…timber. Stank goes down his knees, Cole is down…Cole kips up and hits Stank with a bulldog while Stank is on his knees.
Cole grabs the big man and puts him into his Crossface Chickenwing…Cole needs to keep his man down on the mat. He has a better chance of winning if he can take away Stank’s power game…Stank is in pain…Cole has the move clinched in…Ref holds Stank’s arm up once….twice…oh he barely got up on the third attempt…Stank holding on…reaching out for the ropes…he is just barely out of reach…oh wait he got em…ref calls for the break…1…2….3….4…finally Cole breaks the hold.
Stank slides out of the ring, grabbing at his shoulder, he may be done. He’s trying to walk it off, but his face tells the story…this man is in PAIN!...Cole slides out after him, hits Stank with a double axe handle to the back…big man is reeling…Ref is counting 2….3…Chris grabs Stank by the hair and attempts to hit him face first into the steel stairs…NO blocked…and now Stank hits Cole into the stairs…oh my you hear the sound of flesh meeting metal…8…9…Stank slides into the ring to stop the count and rolls right back out…Cole is up but he’s bloody…mmmm bloody cut above his right eye…Stank comes charging after him…Cole hits him with another drop toe hole and bam just a quick as Steve Austin’s acting career Stank hits the same steel steps. Both men are staggering outside the ring, it appears that Stank has also given an offering of blood to the wrestling Gods tonight…Cole slides into the ring.
Cole bounces off the ring ropes and dives…high flying with a high rent move…cross body on Stank both men crash through the announcer’s table…folks we have bodies, plywood and equipment everywhere…Ref is counting again…5….6….Stank is moving…7….8….Cole is moving…Stank grabs Cole and plants him on to the area floor with a Stank U…Cole is DOWN…Stank staggers into the ring…that’s it! Ref calls for the bell, Cole has been counted out…Stank gets his arm raised in victory…but if you ask me the only winner here was the steel steps… WINNER in 20:11 by count out - Stank
CONCRETE TG vs. BLITZ
"With Jupiter in Mind" by Joe Satriani blares over the sound system, and Concrete Tataken-Gryfon marches out, accompanied by a shitload of pyro. He punches the air during a pronounced power chord, and makes his way to the ring, slapping hands and posing for the fans on the way down. After he enters the ring, "Infected" by Bad Religion plays, and Blitz runs down the ramp and slides into the ring and poses from the top rope. Yes, the Heroes Guild is here, ready to wow and inspire with an example of clean, technical skill. Both men shake hands, and head to their corners. Referee Mel Creech calls for the bell, and this match is underway.
Blitz wants a test of strength, and Concrete is only too happy to oblige. It's even at first, but Concrete starts to get the advantage, so Blitz pulls back, kicks away the locked hands, and quickly monkey flips Crete. Both men spring to their feet, and Blitz scoots around Crete and takes him over with a schoolboy. This doesn't even get a one count, and Blitz charges and gets arm dragged for his troubles. Crete keeps the arm hold applied and Blitz fights to his feet, as he does, Crete wrenches the arm, runs up the nearby turnbuckle, and back flips off and arm drags Blitz again. Will we have... yes, it's the INDY WANKER STANDOFF. The crowd pops huge for this, and both men begin circling each other.
Collar and elbow tie up (is that the term, anyway it's a lock-up) and Blitz goes behind Crete. Crete reaches up and snaps him over in a snap mare, then dropkicks the seated Blitz in the back. Blitz gets up and Crete tries an Irish whip, it's reversed, and Blitz impressively takes the big man up for a tilt-a-world backbreaker. Blitz with a standing moonsault press, one, two, and Crete kicks out. Blitz drags up Crete and Irish whips him, again it's reversed, and Crete drop toe holds Bryce into the second rope. He hits the ropes and hits a C-T-G! and lands on the apron. Crete signals, then springboards in with a dropkick and Blitz hits the ground. Crete hooks the leg, one, two, but Blitz kicks out.
Concrete brings up Blitz, only to lift him up in the air and drop him with a lifting DDT. Crete covers, but again Blitz kicks out, showing remarkable tenacity. Crete decides it's time for the Cement Mixer! He pulls up Blitz and locks on the half-nelson. Cement Mixer connects, and Crete holds it for the pin! But Blitz kicks out at two and a half. Crete makes a gesture of respect, then hauls up the barely standing Blitz. Crete with the Irish whip, and on the rebound leapfrogs him and charges in the opposite direction, so he doesn't see Blitz come up with the springboard moonsault out of nowhere! What tremendous ring awareness! Blitz doesn't waste a second before dropping in a corkscrew, elbowing Crete in the chest. Blitz with the pin, one, two, and no, Crete barely gets the shoulder up.
Crete starts to get up, but Blitz hits the ropes and uses the momentum for a Shiner! Crete goes back down. Blitz makes his way to the outside, and then climbs to the top rope.
Russ: Bah Gawd, this could be the Blitz Flip! What an upset this would be! Razz: This move is off the chain!
Blitz leaps and connects with the shooting star off the top rope! One, two, thr- no, Crete kicks out at two and a half.
Russ: These two gentlemen are showing us the power of determination and integrity here tonight, Razz. Razz: Integ-what?
Blitz is hauls up the Heroes Guild leader. He's looking for a brain buster, but halts in mid air and bounces Crete off the ropes instead.
Russ: Could this be a slingshot brain buster? Razz: Shades of the great Johnny Adrenaline!
But no! Crete uses the momentum of the bounce to twist and land behind Blitz. Waist lock is followed by a wheelbarrow lift, this is an attempt at the Backwall, folks. Except Blitz counters into a victory roll. One, two, three! What an upset! Crete is quickly up, and there's absolutely no staredown at all before he lifts up Blitz's arm in victory. The two men exit the ring and head to the back to raucous cheers. WINNER in 22:01 - Blitz
TYTAN vs. CHRIS EVANS
“The Trooper” fires up throughout the arena, and “Lionheart” Chris Evans comes down to the ring to a nice ovation. Regardless of who he hangs around with, people seem to like the “Cubheart” for whatever reason. He makes his way into the ring and bounces off the ropes a couple of times. “The Fight Inside” starts, and Tytan stands at the top of the ramp with Mr. Biggs. Pyro goes off, and they both make their way down to the ring to a strongly mixed reaction. Those who love him, love him, and those who hate him, REALLY hate him. Tytan climbs in, and just stares down Evans. Referee Junior Hale is satisfied that both men are conscious, and calls for the bell…WE’RE UNDERWAY!
The two men slowly circle to start before they lock up. Tytan gets the leverage advantage, and SHOVES Evans into the corner. Tytan stands there with a smug look on his face, and does some sort of self-serving pose that most of the crowd shits on. Evans give Tytan the “legitimate” fake applause and takes a couple of steps from the corner. Tytan tries to catch Evans sleeping, and CHARGES with a Clothesline, but Evans ducks it, and just BLASTS Tytan with a JUMPING BACK ELBOW. Tytan staggers but doesn’t drop. Evans takes a quick look and hits a CYCLONE OF CHAOS! That drops Tytan for sure. Evans rolls to his feet and goes right over to Tytan’s leg. He rolls Tytan over and Locks In A…ugh…SINGLE-LEG BOSTON CRAB. Fuck you Lance Storm. Fuck you. Evans has it cinched in well but, of course, since he’s only got one leg, the other one is FREE TO KICK EVANS OFF WITH. I hope they learn someday. I really do. Evans is kicked all the way into the ropes, and Tytan is up.
Tytan’s got the jump on Evans, and starts stomping away. He picks up Evans and hits a BIG BACK SUPLEX, and it looks like Evans landed on his head. Tytan’s wasting no time, pulls Evans up and hits an UNDERHOOK SUPLEX for good measure. He pulls up Evans again, and WHIPS him into the corner! Evans hit so hard that he flipped upside-down, and Tytan is immediately on him, and TIES HIM UP IN THE TREE OF WOE! That means it’s time for the CORPORATE FALLOUT, and it’s really quite the beating – backstrikes and sharp, short kicks seem to dominate the beatdown, and Evans is in rough shape. Finally Hale pulls Evans out of the ropes, and orders Tytan to the other side of the ring. Evans is freed, but just collapses to the mat after the beating. Tytan is wasting no time as he sprints across the ring to get a couple more stomps in. He sits Evans on the top turnbuckle and is quick to join him. He locks in a Half-Nelson and HITS THE CRASH AND BURN! Ouch. Tytan covers, and that just gets two. Evans rolls out to the floor and tries to gather himself, but he never sees Tytan OR his SUICIDE DIVE! It connects, and if this were WWE or TNA, we’d go to commercial…but NOT HERE, BABY! In fact, Tytan is already moving around, and is just SLAMMING Evans in the face with punches. He pulls Evans up and hits a FLAPJACK ON THE STEEL STEPS! Ow Ow OW! Evans sells it like his face was just shot off. Well done, rookie. Tytan is NOT done, and pulls Evans up once more…CHOKESLAM ON THE STEEL STEPS! That has GOT to be it.
Tytan bundles the lifeless Evans into the ring. He makes some rude gestures to the crowd before slowly climbing into the ring. However, just as he’s about to get to Evans…
PA: FIYAHHHHHHHHH!
Firewoman’s music fires up, and Tytan immediately shifts focus and looks to the ramp. A few seconds later, Firewoman DOES show up at the top of the ramp, carrying a STEEL CHAIR. She holds it menacingly and Tytan is talking all sorts of trash from the ring; the bulk of which translates to “Me Wanty Fighty”. She gets all the way to the ring apron, with Tytan grabbing at her. But instead, Firewoman opens the chair, and gives herself the best seat in the house. Tytan is BEGGING for a fight in the ring, and gesticulating wildly at Firewoman; who is clearly in control and clearly not interested. She’s just watching the match. Tytan is incredulous, until Firewoman points. Tytan points at himself and flips out, but Fire shakes her head and points again. Suddenly Tytan’s face just drops, and he slowly turns around. Evans greets him with the EYE OF THE STORM! Tytan is ROCKED! Evans hits the CHAIN OF OLYMPUS and is REALLY cinching back on the STF! Tytan is in trouble. HUGE trouble. He’s trying to move but can’t; trying to bridge but can’t. 2 more minutes go by and with Hale in his ear…Tytan has NO choice but to tap out! WINNER in 13:49 by SUBMISSION…”Lionheart” Chris Evans!
Post-Match, Firewoman folds up her chair and walks up the ramp, with Evans watching from the ring. While Evans is celebrating, he doesn’t notice that Tytan has slipped out of the ring and come back in with a chair. Evans jumps off the turnbuckle and turns around and Tytan SLAMS him with the chair! The sound echoes loud enough that Firewoman turns around and looks at what is going on in the ring, her mouth dropping open. Tytan pulls Evans off the mat and lifts him up and hits the STEINER SCREWDRIVER on the chair! Evans neck twists awkwardly as he hits the steel, and he lies on the mat twitching. Fire drops her chair and runs back to the ring and slides under the ropes and her and Tytan start throwing down. Security quickly floods the ring and after considerable effort, pulls the two of them apart.
BRYCE LARSON vs. PHANTOS
Phantos hits the ring first, accompanied by Lucios. As Bryce makes his way down, Lucios leaves, at Phantos’ request. Lucios stops on the stage, finally leaving when Hightower calls for the bell.
Phantos extends a hand to Bryce, and Bryce accepts! The crowd is shocked, but provides applause for both men. They lock-up and Phantos ducks a kick. Phantos responds with a dropkick that takes out Bryce’s legs, followed up by a dropkick to a seated Larson. Bryce decides to head to the outside to take an unofficial timeout. Phantos charges, but flips off the ropes and stays in the ring, faking out Bryce and the Springfield crowd. Bryce reenters the ring, and they lock-up once more. This time Bryce hits an arm drag on Phantos, who immediately pops up and armdrags Bryce in return. Bryce is up as Phantos runs the ropes. Bryce goes for a hip toss, but Phantos shifts his weight and rolls up Bryce. Bryce rolls through at 2, and gets a 2 count of his own. Both men are up to their feet, and lock-up after a brief standoff.
Phantos pushes off the lock-up, but they lock-up for a third time. This time, Bryce slips behind into a hammerlock, but Phantos grabs the head and flips over Bryce’s back. Bryce immediately hits the ropes, and ducks under a leapfrog by Phantos. On the rebound, Phantos takes Bryce over with a hip toss, but Bryce lands on his feet and hooks Phantos’s arm, spinning into a backslide for two! Phantos pops up and locks Bryce into a small package for a nearfall! Phantos doesn’t let up, running the ropes again. Bryce ducks for a backdrop, but Phantos hits a high sunset flip for two. Bryce sits up and locks in Phantos’s legs for a nearfall as well! It was so close that Bryce, Phantos and the crowd all think it’s over, but Hightower signals for two! Bryce agrues, so Phantos grabs him for a hip toss! Bryce goes up and over, but lands on his feet, hip tossing Phantos in return. But this time it’s Phantos who land son his feet, and takes Bryce over. Bryce lands on his feet again and takes Phantos over once more, but this time he tosses Phantos over the top rope! Phantos hits the floor, and Bryce connects with a baseball slide to the outside.
Bryce sits Phantos on a chair, and charges towards him. Phantos slips down, and drops Bryce face first to the chair! Phantos is up to the ring apron, and as Bryce gets to his feet Phantos connects with a standing Shooting Star Press to the floor! Both men are down as the crowd chants “Holy Shit” to what they just saw! Phantos is up first, and picks Bryce up by the hair. He leans Bryce against the announce table, and charges from about 20 feet away. He launches off of a chair placed about five feet away from Bryce, but Bryce moves at the last minute and Phantos lands on the announce table. It doesn’t break! Bryce roll s in, breaking the count. Bryce then springboards to the top rope, jumping off with a 450 splash onto a standing Phantos! The crowd goes batshit as Bryce is the first one to get up after that collision. Bryce makes it to the inside first, followed by Phantos.
As Phantos crawls into the ring, Bryce connects with a legdrop to the back of his head. Bryce snapmares Phantos over, and nails a stiff kick right between the shoulder blades. Bryce then hangs Phantos in the corner with his legs over the top turnbuckle. Bryce climbs up top and kicks Phantos in the knee, causing him to sit up. Double Stomp! Bryce covers and gets two! Bryce hoists Phantos up and connects with a Michinoku Driver for a two count! Bryce lifts Phantos up to the top rope and signals for The Transporter, but Phantos kicks him back. Phantos stands on the second rope, jumps—spinning in mid air—and comes off the top rope with a moonsault onto a standing Bryce. Both men go down and Phantos hooks the leg on the way down, getting two. Phantos hits a running knee that sends Bryce into the corner. Phantos then charges from the opposite corner, connecting with double knees to the chest! Phantos suplexes Bryce into position, and heads up top.
As Phantos climbs the ropes, the OOWF-TV cameras catch a glimpse of the stage, and we see that all of the members of Run DEA have made their way out, but are watching from the stage. Back in the ring, Phantos comes off the top, and connects with a 450 splash onto Bryce! 1…2…NO! Bryce kicks out—just in time. As Bryce slowly gets up, Phantos lifts him for a bodyslam, but Bryce floats over and pushes Phantos chest first into the corner. As Phantos bounces out, Bryce connects with a lung-blower!
With Phantos down, Bryce climbs up the turnbuckles from inside the ring, eventually spring boarding up into a handstand. Bryce then pushes off into a Handstand Shooting Star Press! Phantos is down, but only for a two count! Bryce can’t believe it, and charges at Phantos with a clothesline. Phantos ducks and connects with the Triple Dropkick, taking Bryce down. Phantos heads up and comes off the top with a Phoenix Splash as Firewoman marks out on the stage! The move lands, but Bryce is able to kick out. Phantos puts Bryce down again, and heads up, signaling for the Somersault Legdrop. Bryce catches on, getting up and shaking the rope, causing Phantos to crotch himself on the top turnbuckle. Bryce climbs the ropes and has Phantos in position for a superplex, but Phantos is punching his ribs to break out of it. They stand face to face, and Phantos connects with a headbutt that sends Bryce off of the top rope. Phantos then climbs back to the top turnbuckle and dives off, connecting with the Spiral Tap! Phantos hooks Bryce’s leg with one arm, and his head with the other. Hightower counts, but Bryce gets a shoulder up at two. Phantos leans back, pushing Bryce’s shoulders back down for two, but Bryce rolls him through for a crucifix style pin, getting two when Phantos’s feet are in the ropes.
Bryce gets to his feet as Phantos starts to get up. Before he can, Bryce kicks him square in the head! Phantos is dazed, and Bryce sends him across to the opposite corner. Bryce charges into the corner, but Phantos moves and Bryce connects with the turnbuckle. Phantos then sends Bryce across, but Bryce grabs the top rope and jumps up as Phantos makes it into the corner. Bryce twists around and hits a sunset flip style pin on Phantos, who immediately rolls through and connects with a dropkick to Bryce’s face. Phantos is on top as Bryce gets to his feet. Phantos comes off the top with a Somersault Hurricanrana, hooking Bryce’s legs as he rolls through. Bryce’s momentum takes him over, and he ends up on top of Phantos as both men are all tied up like a pretzel! Hightower counts…1…2…3! WINNER in 33:33 – Bryce Larson
Both men stare at each other in amazement as Hightower raises Bryce’s hand. They stand face to face in the center of the ring, and every single fan in the arena is giving them a standing ovation. Bryce extends his hand as the members of Run DEA stand on the edge of the ramp, looking to see what Phantos does. Phantos shakes Bryce’s hand, and they exchange man hugs much to the delight of the crowd! As Phantos raises Bryce’s arm in victory, each member of Run DEA provides both men with a standing ovation of their own while Bryce and Phantos make their way back. They stop on the stage, where Run DEA stands. Phantos immediately goes to Lucios and Davin Moreland grabs Bryce. The Darlings, Firewoman and Chris Evans look at all four men, until Alexis pulls out a Run DEA shirt (sponsored by Aquafina). Firewoman grabs the shirt away from her, but Davin gives her a quick glare. Firewomen then walks over and hands the shirt to Bryce! Bryce, shirt in hand, embraces with Phantos once more as they all head to the back.
SYB vs. MOOSEHEAD JACK
Moosehead Jack is announced first and makes his way to the ring and slumps in the corner waiting for his victi……errr….opponent. SYB is announced, and he comes out from the back, surprisingly alone, and runs to the ring. SYB slides under the bottom rope and makes a bee line toward Moose, and hammers him with punches to the head. Moose bails out of the ring to escape the onslaught, and SYB gets a running start and dives between the ropes at Moose, but Jack side steps and SYB crashes into the railing head first. Moose pulls SYB to his feet then nearly takes his head off with a clothesline. Moose glares at the fallen SYB, then rummages under the ring and comes out with a cheese grater and some athletic tape. This is not going to end well. Moose pulls SYB to his feet and sends him into the stairs, then grabs him and holds the cheese grater to his forehead, and wraps the athletic tape around his head so it stays in place. Moose lets SYB fall back to the floor, then looks around at the crowd for a moment, then STOMPS THE SHIT OUT OF THE CHEESE GRATER!! SYB howls in pain as blood pours down his face!
Moose pulls him to his feet and rolls him into the ring, then follows and drops an elbow on him and covers, but SYB manages to kick out at two. Moose pulls him up, cheese grater still attached to his head, and sends him into the corner. Moose charges in, but SYB side steps and Moose crashes sternum first to the corner. As he staggers backward, SYB grabs him, traps his arms, and repeatedly HEAD BUTTS HIM WITH THE CHEESE GRATER STILL ATTACHED TO HIS HEAD. Moose staggers away, blood running down his forehead. SYB charges across the ring and clips Moose’s leg, sending him to the mat. SYB tears the grater and tape off his head, then uses the tape to choke Moose. The referee gives SYB the five count, and he breaks it on four. SYB pulls Moose to his feet and chokes him on the top rope, then slingshots him back into the ring. SYB points to the cheese grater stomped flat on the mat and yells at the referee to get rid of it. When he turns to kick it out of the ring, SYB hits Moose with the JERSEY TURNPIKE! Moose slumps to his knees, and SYB hits the ropes and hits a falling clothesline that sends him to the mat. SYB covers, but Moose kicks out at one.
SYB pulls Moose to his feet and tries a whip to the ropes, but Moose reverses it and pulls SYB back and SMASHES him in the face with a forearm shot! SYB staggers back and more blood pours out of his nose, he is a mess now, pushing Bill Alfonso levels of gore. Moose charges again and NAILS SYB in the head with a high knee that sends him between the ropes to the floor. Moose follows him to the floor where SYB is crawling toward the apron. Moose lands one stiff kick to the ribs that sends SYB to the floor. Moose waits for SYB to get to his hands and knees again, then lines up another one and charges, but SYB moves out of the way and grabs a kendo stick from beneath the ring and BURIES it in Moose’s midsection, then grabs Moose by the head, leaps to the apron and hits a MAZELTOV DROP on the floor! (acid drop). Moose is barely moving, while SYB gets to his feet and staggers a bit, then breaks the ref’s count before sliding back out of the ring. Probably should have taken the count out win there big guy.
SYB seems hell-bent on doing more damage. He slips back out of the ring and sets up a table and then pulls out a ladder. Not really sure when this became a hardcore match, but the referee seems pretty content to allow it to be one. SYB rolls Moose onto the table then climbs the ladder. SYB turns around and tries a MOONSAULT! But Moose moves out of the way and SYB CRASHES through the table! HOLY SHIT! The crowd pops, and SYB is likely dead. Moose scoops the remains off the floor and rolls him back into the ring.
Instead of covering though, Moose pulls SYB to his feet and hits a PACKAGE PILEDRIVER! Moose is finally about to cover, when he seems to get an idea. SYB is dead, but Moose is not done. He slides out of the ring and slides several…..oh hell no……several light tubes into the ring, must be about a dozen of them. Moose stacks them in a nice pile in the middle of the ring, then pulls SYB to his feet, stares at him for a second, then grabs a front face lock and DDT’S SYB INTO THE PILE OF LIGHT TUBES! SYB writhes in agony because his face is probably cut off. Moose doesn’t escape unharmed either, he has long cuts on his side and the back of his arm. He pounces on SYB and locks him in the ji-endo, and when he pulls SYB back and we see his face, well SYB looks like a shotgun blast victim. Full on Alfonso. SYB doesn’t have enough strength left to fight it, and quickly succumbs. The referee calls for the bell, and this one is over. WINNER in 10:54 – Moosehead Jack
NAYR vs. SKURGE
“The Bridge of Khazad Dum” comes over the PA, and Nayr, the Halfling Luchador comes down the ramp to a pretty nice response. The Charter Heroes Guild Member does some flippy shit to get into the ring, and bounces around like he’s hyped up on Red Bull. Well, probably because he is. The music quickly cuts out, and is replaced with “Bawitdaba”, and Skurge comes to the top of the ramp. He’s greeted with a THUNDEROUS ovation (probably thanks to his win over Alexander Darling last week), and Skurge floats down the ramp and into the ring, posing on a turnbuckle. Referee Mel Creech says “close enough” and calls for the bell…WE’RE UNDERWAY!
Nayr FLIES across the ring and DRILLS Skurge with a Pearl Harbor Dropkick; and Skurge is lucky he didn’t fall out of the ring. In one motion, Nayr snaps off a HURRICARANA, and Skurge splatters on the mat. Nayr one-hops the turnbuckle, and leaps and HITS a SHOOTING STAR PRESS! Quick cover, and that gets one-and-a-half. Skurge kicked out hard, but is having a tough time getting up. Nayr hits the far ropes and BLISTERS Skurge with a SHINING WIZARD. Skurge’s eyes roll back in his head. Nayr ducks out to the apron to hit a SEATED SENTON BACKSPLASH! Nayr covers again, and this time he gets a long 2-count. Nayr, frustrated, slaps the mat but bounces right back up. He hits a DOUBLE JUMP SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT! The ricochet sends Nayr completely off of Skurge. Nayr doesn’t hesitate, and hits the top rope. He takes off and hits a 450 SPLASH! It’s ANOTHER cover, and another cover which gets another long 2-count. Nayr can’t believe it, because he’s busting out all the “Flippy Shit Greatest Hits” here. He slaps the mat once more and heads for the top. This time he leaps and tries for the MORDOR HANGOVER, but he lands on his ass, because Skurge is able to roll out of the way and onto the floor outside. Nayr shakes it off and sees Skurge struggling outside. He hits the far ropes and takes off for a TOPE CON HILO!
Skurge stands straight up, as he’s been playing a little bit of possum. He CATCHES Nayr while he’s upside-down and PILEDRIVES him into the floor! Skurge was only playing a little bit of possum, and he immediately falls to the floor. Commercial? Not in the OOWF BABY! Creech kinda starts counting, occasionally forgetting what number he’s on. Skurge is finally up first and slides into the ring at, we think, “5”. Nayr’s not far behind, and he’s quickly to the top turnbuckle. He tries to take off as Skurge’s back is turned, but the big man CATCHES Nayr again as he tries for a FLYING CROSS BODY. Skurge evens Nayr’s weight out, and hits a HUGE FALLAWAY SLAM! Skurge ambles over to Nayr, and TOSSES him into the corner like a ragdoll. Skurge just ASSAULTS Nayr in the corner with CHOPS and SPINNING BACKFISTS, and you can start to see welts forming on Nayr’s chest. Nayr stumbles out of the corner, and Skurge hits a GIANT POWER SLAM. Skurge growls and the crowd gets to their feet. Skurge scoops up Nayr like a sack o’ potatoes and hits a RUNNING SIT-OUT POWERBOMB! He pulls Nayr up again, and hits a HUGE UNDERHOOK SUPLEX that shakes the ring! Skurge is working quickly, and NAILS Nayr with a BLUE THUNDER BOMB! Skurge is NOT DONE! He hooks in a near-lifeless Nayr again, and hits a TRIPLE POWERBOMB! Skurge eschews the cover and WHIPS Nayr into the corner, and NAILS him with a HUGE SPLASH! Skurge WHIPS him to the other corner and hits ANOTHER HUGE SPLASH! He leans Nayr against the turnbuckle again and just BLISTERS him with chops. Skurge sits Nayr on the top turnbuckle, and quickly joins him. Skurge hoists Nayr onto his shoulder and leaps…hitting a GIGANTIC FLYING CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB! My goodness. Skurge pulls up Nayr one last time…and LOCKS IN THE EXECUTIONER! Nayr regains consciousness just long enough to tap out. WINNER in 9:42 by SUBMISSION…Skurge!
ALEXIS DARLING vs. FF CAPSLOCK
A voice calls out over the P.A. "There's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home." Alexis Darling appears at the top of the ramp, bathed in gothy red light. The music for "Life Is Beautiful" hits and she strides confidently down the ramp, followed by Firewoman. She walks seductively up the stairs, as Firewoman jumps up to the apron and holds the ropes open for her. These two are definitely making a show of it tonight. Firewoman helps Alexis off with her cloak, gives her a nod, and a look that is just smoking, blows her a kiss, and then makes her way back down to the corner. Alexis acknowledges the boos of the fans with disdain. Until a cannon fires, and "For Those About To Rock" hits the air, and "The Pride of Fresno" FF Capslock comes down the ring. He greets the cheering fans, slapping hands as he heads to the ring. Alexis looks at him with a mixture of anger and disgust. The referee gives whatever opening remarks referees do, and calls for the bell.
The two go to the center of the ring for the traditional opening lock up but something just isn't right. All 6'11 of Caps looks down at all 5'7" of Alexis, and starts to laugh. A lot. Alexis stares up with him, darkness in her eyes, and smiles. As he's laughing, Alexis moves lighting fast, kicking one knee, and then sweeping him, bringing the big man down to size. Caps hits the canvas with a loud *SMACK*. Alexis puts her very stylish boots to Caps, kicking him around the world. He rolls toward the ropes, and Alexis sees her opportunity and jumps over him, scaling the ropes quickly and MOONSAULT! She tries for a pin, but Caps kicks out at two. Alexis applies some more boots, then stands, her foot between his shoulder blades, and she yanks back on either arm. Caps struggles, but she's got it held so the more he struggles, the worse it gets. Finally, Caps realizes just how close to the ropes he is and manages to get a foot on the bottom rope. The referee sees this and calls for the break. Alexis nods, with a gleam in her eye, and does just that...with a CURBSTOMP. Caps' face hits the canvas and he rolls back to the center, dramatically alternating between holding his nose and his neck. A slight trickle of blood can be seen from his nose, and as he wipes it off, he glares at Alexis, no longer happy-go-lucky Caps. Caps is up on one knee, facing the camera, and the near ropes. Before he can stand, Alexis runs to the near ropes (he's on the right side of the ring) and slingshot dropkicks him in the chin. He falls to the side, and is now in proper 6-1-9 position. But this isn't WWE. She runs toward, leaps over the top rope, and drops a leg across the back of his head, guillotining him on the middle rope. Caps falls backward, as Alexis dives back into the ring under the bottom rope and goes for the pin again, one...two...NO! He gets a shoulder up. Alexis looks at Firewoman, who shouts something. Alexis spies her opportunity and gets Caps legs to try and set up the DARLING CLUTCH. She almost gets them situated to flip Caps over, but not yet! Caps gets a leg free and kicks Alexis hard toward the ring post. She hits hard and bounces off, staggering backward but turning. Caps is up, but not quite ready so he greets Alexis with the SPIRIT OF FRESNO! She grabs her eye and reels back. Firewoman jumps up on the apron to protest, but the ref tells her to get down. He turns to admonish Caps who makes the international symbol of "my bad, I got carried away." The ref moves, and Caps runs toward Alexis who's still in the corner for a BACK ELBOW! She falls, he rolls her over for a pin one...two...no! as Alexis gets a shoulder up. Caps drags her toward the middle of the ring, and then bounces off a rope for a LEG DROP! Then he crosses over to the other ropes and ELBOW DROP! Finally, gets to the other side, and goes for another leg drop, but Alexis has rolled out of the way. He goes for the pin, but Alexis rakes his face with her nails, hidden from view of the referee. Caps reels backward, holding his cheek, and Alexis stands. She manages to drive him backward with a couple of European uppercuts, but with a foot and half size difference, those don't have much power by the time they connect. When she goes for the third, Caps blocks it, shakes his finger at her, and shoves her backward hard, into the ropes. She bounces off and back to the center, into a CLOTHESLINE FROM FRESNO, that flattens her. With blood on his face from his nose and Alexis' nails, he grabs her by the legs and locks in the FIGURE FORESKIN. Alexis' flexibility works for her for a while, but Caps size advantage eventually wins out, as her struggling gets weaker. Firewoman bangs on the ring apron some encouragement, but it's not enough, and eventually Alexis has to tap out. WINNER in 9:51 – FF Capslock
After the match, Caps is still not pleased about his bloodletting, and refuses to release the hold at first. Firewoman is up on the apron and under the ropes in a flash, but she's not faster than Alexis who, once the hold is released, nails Caps with the BITCHSLAP OF DISRESPECT. She gets his blood on her hand and wipes it across her face. Firewoman hands her her cloak, and they leave the ring.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Feb 16, 2009 11:56:36 GMT -5
<GM the Rick’s music plays and he makes his way to the ring. After stepping between the ropes, Rick waits for the crowd to calm down a bit, and then he speaks> GMtR: Ok, as you know, here in the OOWF we have a policy that states that a wrestler can only hold one title at a time, except for the Trios titles. Last week, as all of you know, LD Williams, one half of the OOWF World Tag Team Champions Fear Us, won the OOWF World Heavyweight title. Now, last week I informed Outback Jack that he would either have to find a replacement partner, or forfeit the titles. I have not heard from Jack this week, so I have to assume he will give up the titles this week. <crowd boos>. Ok Jack, if you could come out here with the titles, I would appreciate it if we could get this moving along so we can continue the show. <”Thunderstruck” plays and Outback Jack comes out to the top of the ramp with both OOWF World Tag Team titles slung over his shoulders, a beer in one hand, and the rest of the six pack in the other. The crowd goes wild as Jack makes his way to the ring. OBJ steps between the ropes and takes the mic> OBJ: Before I start <Jack takes a long swig of the beer> Oh, Rick, you want one? GMtR: Uh, sure <Jack hands Rick the half empty beer then cracks himself a fresh one, drains it, then opens another> GMtR: Ok Jack, if we could get this moving along….. OBJ: Calm down Rick. So, you tell me I have to find a new partner. Well as you can see, this week we tried out several potential partners, and to say they didn’t pan out is an understatement. Now, I COULD have turned to my fellow Drink and Destroy mates, but hell, let’s be honest, if I picked Stank or Lock, these titles would never leave our waists. Beside, both of them are still in the OOWF Invitational. So I got to thinking…… <Just then “God Blessed Texas” plays and Phantos and Lucios come out and make their way to the ring. Lucios has a mic> Luc: You got to thinking that you have NO partner, because no one wants to team with a worthless has been like you. So Rick, since he can’t defend the titles, they are vacated, and I am not asking you, I am DEMANDING that the titles get restored to the previous champions, Phantos and Lucios. The Greatest Tag Team in the History of Wrestling, the Measuring St…… OBJ: BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP That’s Australian for “shut the fuck up Chuckles” I wasn’t finished. So, since I couldn’t find anyone else here, and my Drink & Destroy mates were busy, I made a few phone calls, and…..well Ladies and Gentlemen, let me introduce my new tag team partner, you might recognize him…..<Bullets by Creed begins to play> Ladies and Gentlemen, making his return to the OOWF……… GATORBAIT!<Gator makes his way to the ring, and the crowd is going absolutely batshit insane! Gator slips into the ring and he and Jack share a manly hug, then Gator shakes hands with GM the Rick, and Jack puts Gator’s half of the World Tag Team titles on his shoulder while Phantos and Lucios are going INSANE> Luc: THIS IS NOT RIGHT!! YOU CAN’T DO THIS!! WE WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS!!! <with that, Phantos and Lucios attack Jack and Gator. GM the Rick beats a hasty retreat from the ring as the four men brawl. Just as Gator and Jack get the advantage, Alexander Darling, Firewoman, DH Magnusson and Davin Moreland hit the ring making it a six on two beat down of the new tag champs. Before they can do too much damage though, Stank, FF Capslock and LD Williams hit the ring and nearly even up the odds. As the men brawl in the ring, the lights flicker and a man with a hood over his head (always a hood) slides into the ring with a lead pipe. The man stands between the two parties, and slowly reaches up and pulls back the hood……it’s THIM REYNOLDS!!! OH MY GOD!! But which side is he on? Thim looks at DEA, then looks over at Drink & Destroy. He slowly turns toward D&D and Drink & Destroy ready themselves for a fight. Then, just as they are about to attack, Thim turns around and SLAMS the lead pipe upside Alexander Darling’s head! Darling hits the mat and Drink & Destroy attack DEA! DEA quickly powders out and pulls a stunned Alexander Darling from the ring. They back up the ramp as Drink & Destroy celebrate in the middle of the ring welcoming Gator and Thim back to the OOWF> SEAMUS MCNASTY vs. DH MAGNUSSON – Non-Title No Disqualification MatchMagnusson is backing up the ramp looking at the members of Drink & Destroy in the ring, when Seamus McNasty charges out from the back and attacks him from behind sending him down the ramp. The members of DEA don’t even have time to react before the two men are brawling down the ramp, and toward the ring. Drink and Destroy bail out of the ring, and head to the back. Seamus pulls Magnusson up and DRILLS him with a right to the face that sends Magnusson over the railing into the crowd. Seamus hops the barricade and goes after him, but DH picks up a chair and SLAMS it upside Seamus’ head, sending him to the floor. Magnusson pulls Seamus to his knees and lays his head on a chair, then grabs another and SLAMS it down on his head. Seamus slumps to the floor, and DH gets in several stiff kicks for good measure. Magnusson pulls Seamus to his feet and leans him against the guard rail, then gets a running start and kicks him in the mouth sending Seamus backward over the guard rail to the floor. Magnusson slowly climbs over the railing, then looks around for some plunder. He reaches under the ring and comes out with a light tube. He waits for Seamus to get to his knees, then SLAMS the tube down on Seamus’ head! Seamus falls to the floor, blood dripping from his head. Magnusson rolls Seamus back into the ring, and rummages a little more and finds a table and sends that into the ring as well. Magnusson sets the table in the corner and pulls Seamus to his feet and whips him into the corner, but Seamus puts the breaks on, and stops before he crashes through the table. He turns around and Magnusson charges, trying for a spear, but Seamus side steps and Magnusson crashes through the table head first! Magnusson slumps to the mat and Seamus quickly slips out of the ring and rummages, then comes up with…..a coffee pot? Seamus slips back into the ring and waits for Magnusson to get to his feet, when he turns around Seamus charges and SHATTERS THE COFFEE POT ON MAGNUSSON’S FACE! Magnusson hits the mat, covering his face, but too late, blood is hemorrhaging from a gash on Magnusson’s face. Seamus kicks Magnusson in the ribs and covers him, but somehow DH kicks out at two. Seamus drags a stunned Magnusson to the corner and sets him there, then charges at him trying for a knee to the face, but Magnusson grabs a piece of the table and jams it in his midsection. Seamus doubles over in pain and falls to the mat. Magnusson grabs a piece of the broken coffee pot and goes all prison style on Seamus, shanking him all over the place, leaving little bloody puncture wounds. Magnusson finishes it off with a kick to the gut, and a DDT on a pile of broken glass. Now Seamus is bloody as well. Both men are down and the referee starts a ten count. After seven, Seamus grabs the ropes and struggles to his feet, and walks over to Magnusson, who drops him with a low blow, then throws him out of the ring to the floor. Magnusson follows him and pulls Seamus to his feet, and hits a belly to belly suplex that bounces Seamus off the ropes, and sends him HARD to the floor. Magnusson staggers around the ring and grabs his logging chain, and slowly, deliberately, wraps it around his fist. Magnusson walks around the ring and measures Seamus, and HAMMERS him with a shot to the temple, sending him to the floor. Magnusson drops to one knee and tries to wipe the blood from his eyes. This allows Seamus to crawl away and reach under the apron and grabs something. As Magnusson gets back to his feet, he walks toward Seamus and Seamus NAILS him with a shillelagh right on the knee! Magnusson howls in pain and Seamus catches him with another shot to the ribs, then lands a shot upside the head. The ring is the only thing that keeps Magnusson from falling over. Seamus rolls Magnusson into the ring, and slowly follows. Both men are bloody messes. Seamus grabs Magnusson for a side suplex, but Magnusson hammers him with a shot to the face and both men tumble to the mat. Seamus is up first and grabs the shillelagh and swings, but Magnusson ducks and grabs Seamus and hits the DREAM STREET! As Magnusson locks on the dragon sleeper, he wraps the chain around Seamus’ head. Eventually he just releases the sleeper part and just pulls back on the chain, digging the links into Seamus face, across his nose, across one eye, digging into his mouth. Magnusson’s muscles bulge as he pulls back on the chain trying to pop Seamus’ head. Finally after several agonizing minutes, Seamus goes limp, he never tapped! But the referee thinks better of allowing this to continue and calls for the bell. As soon as the bell rings, Magnusson falls to the mat, exhausted. WINNER in 22:19 – DH Magnusson FIREWOMAN & ALEXANDER DARLING vs. ERIC O’MAC & TYSON KINCAIDThis one coming up next has the potential to tear down the house. We’re going to have two teams in the ring and there is no love lost between either team. On one side of the ring, representing Run DEA will be Alexander Darling and current OOWF Intercontinental Champion Firewoman. Standing on the opposite side of the ring will be two guys who have had their own issues with one another, but they have bigger issues with their opponents. For “one night only” two-thirds of Revolution XXX will reunite as Eric O’Mac teams with “friend” Tyson Kincaid. And since Firewoman is involved in this match, the members of both teams will be coming out together. The first thing we hear is “COME ON MAN…Don’t Call It A Comeback” from LL Cool J’s “Mama Said Knock You Out” and then we see Tyson Kincaid and Eric O’Mac step into the arena. They get a huge pop from this sell-out crowd. Both slap a few hands on their way down to the ring, but neither seem too enthused about it. Tyson and Eric get into the ring and start to discuss a little strategy as “GIVE ME FUEL, GIVE ME FIRE → THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE” blasts over the sound system before leading into AFI’s “Prelude 12/21.” Alexander Darling steps out onto the stage a second before his partner Firewoman joins him. They hit perfect matching douche bag poses and the crowd is already foaming at the mouth. Alexis Darling gets in front of them and grabs a hand of each as “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN” by Saliva kicks in. The members of Run DEA begin to make their way down the aisle as they avoid the trash being thrown at them. Firewoman is sure to mention something to Alex and they both point at Tyson’s cheek at his cigarette burn. But they don’t get a chance to get all the way to the ring though as Tyson and Eric come flying over the top rope with matching SPACE FLYING TIGER DROPS. All three members of Run DEA are down on the outside and the crowd is showing their appreciation. Eric reaches down and he picks Alexander up and whips him hard into the guardrail, while Tyson moves Alexis out of the way and grabs Firewoman by the hair and slides her under the bottom rope. Tyson goes to follow Fire into the ring but he’s distracted for a split second by Alexis grabbing his ankle and this allows FW to snap his neck across the top rope. Tyson slams on the apron and Fire drags him under the bottom rope and since we finally have two people in the ring, it allows Junior Hale to call for the bell and get the match officially started. Firewoman is kicking away at Tyson inside the ring while on the outside Eric charges at Alex who back body drops him over the guardrail into the third row. Alex hops over and connects with an elbow on Eric who is laid out over a few chairs. Darling lifts Eric up off of the chairs and attempts a vertical suplex, but Eric blocks it and after a few attempts, he’s able to get into position next to Alex and hit a side Russian leg sweep right into the guardrail. Inside the ring, Fire and Kincaid are standing toe-to-toe and just slugging away at one another. Finally, Fire realizes this isn’t the best course of action and she throws a knee just a little low on Tyson and he crumples to the mat. Fire reaches down and drags Tyson into the corner where she starts slamming his head into the turnbuckle. TK is woozy and Fire whips him hard into the opposite corner. She looks to follow him in with a Muta Special, but Tyson catches her from behind a few steps away from the corner and then hits a release German suplex and Fire’s head whiplashes on the middle turnbuckle. On the outside Eric and Alexander have made their way through a few sections in the crowd and are currently fighting up on a ledge of some sort. Eric swings a chair at Alex, but Darling is able to avoid the initial swing and as Eric gets the chair back into a swinging position, AD jumps up and nails EOM with a drop kick sending the chair smashing back into his own face. Alexander motions toward the ring at his sister who finally notices him and she takes a quick look in the ring before hopping over the guardrail and heading off towards her brother. Alex his lifted Eric up off the ground and he rams him head first into the wall. And again. And then a third time. Eric is on shaky legs and he turns right into a kick from Darling that bends him over and then AD lifts him straight up in the air…BRAINBUSTER on the ledge. Below the two guys fighting we see that Alexis has set up a table. Alexander is directing her where to set it up and once it looks like it’s in position AD turns around and he turns right into a blistering chair shot. Damn, that did a number on Alex and both guys are down now. These two truly hate each other as now they are punching away even while almost passed out. They slowly both fight up to their knees and it looks like Eric has the advantage. He finishes dragging Darling to his feet and he brings him towards the edge of the ledge. He looks down and notices the table and starts to set up for the SMACKDOWN, but then he sees Alexis looking up at him waving no. He seems to delay for a split second and this allows Alex to throw some elbows at him and Eric lets go. Alexander quickly reverses positions and he gets Eric into position and he gets him up…SMACKDOWN OFF THE LEDGE THROUGH THE TABLE!!! Complete silence… OH MY GOD!!! Alexander and Eric may be dead and while Alexis is checking on her brother, there is still a match going on inside the ring. Currently Firewoman is working over Tyson’s neck as she has him in a camel clutch. She has it locked in and as TK struggles to make the ropes or break the hold, FW continues to add pressure by jumping up and hitting a double stomp on the small of Kincaid’s back. Finally, Tyson realizes this and he rolls over and he tries to kick Fire down below, but she shakes her finger at him. Tyson isn’t one to laugh though as he throws a straight right that nails Fire right on the cheek. FW staggers away as she wipes a spot of blood off her lip and this seems to infuriate her. She charges at Kincaid, but he’s seen this rage from Fire before and he avoids and takes Fire off her feet with a drop-toehold. He floats over and gets a side headlock applied, but Fire fights to her feet. Tyson seems like this is where he wanted her as he lifts her up in the air and hits Fire with a BACK BODY DRIVER. He follows up and makes the cover… 1… 2… No. Fire is able to get a shoulder up. Tyson doesn’t let up as he lifts Fire up and sends her to the ropes. She bounces off as Tyson drops down and he trips up FW and he rolls right into the half crab. Tyson starts leaning back and really working over an already weakened back of Firewoman. She’s trying to get to the ropes, but Tyson has this applied right in the center of the ring. FW is in serious trouble and Tyson is adding insult to injury as he reaches back with his free hand and starts slapping the back of Fire’s head. That’s really disrespectful. Moose won’t like that. But it doesn’t matter as Fire has to be on the verge of tapping. Then there is a loud murmur from the crowd and we see Alexis Darling helps her brother over the railing. Alexander crawls over to the apron and drags himself up and instead of doing the facey thing of waiting for FW to make the tag he walks right into the ring and kicks Tyson in the back of the head. Tyson releases the hold and rolls to the other side of the ring while Alex grabs a hold of Fire’s hand and drags her into their corner. He steps back out onto the apron even as Junior Hale is admonishing him and he grabs a hold of the tag rope as he reaches down and makes a completely 100 percent legal tag. It’s obvious that Darling isn’t at full strength considering what he just did in the crowd, but he has a deep focused look as he steps into the ring and he waits for Tyson to get to his feet. Once both are up and standing they charge at each other and a slugfest ensues. Rights from Darling. Lefts from Kincaid. Change it up and lefts from Alex and rights from Tyson. A whip from Tyson to the ropes and it looks like he tries for another CANADIAN MAPLELEAF but Alex jumps over TK and lifts him up from behind before hitting a LUNGBLOWER. And now Alex is on the attack as he whips Kincaid hard into the corner and he follows up with a hard clothesline. And now Fire is back to her feet as well after getting some water from Alexis and she’s looking to be tagged in. Alex isn’t one to refuse Fire dishing out some violence so he tags her in. Fire comes right in and starts off the assault with a SLAP OF DISRESPECT. Oh shut it Moose. This really angers Tyson and he’s about to come out of the corner after Fire, but Alexander is having none of that as he grabs Tyson by the back of the hair and he slams him into the turnbuckle. He falls to the mat just in perfect time for Fire to come charging in with two knees right to Tyson’s face. And a quick tag to Alex as Fire drags Tyson up and lifts him up and over with a suplex just as Darling leaps off the top with a FROG SPLASH. Alexander stays on top and makes the cover… 1… 2… Tyson kicks out. And now it becomes a tag team clinic as Firewoman and Alexander tag in and out at will and hit a wide array of double team maneuvers. Tyson does get a few flurries of offense in, but each time he does and he looks over to his corner for some help there is still no Eric O’Mac as medics are still tending to him in the crowd. As TK looks to his empty corner, Darling tags in Firewoman. Both members of Run DEA stalk Kincaid as they wait for him to get to his feet and as soon as he does, Firewoman sweeps low and Darling hits a high leg lariat…yes, it is…TOTAL ELIMINATION. Firewoman makes a disrespectful cover, get over it already Moose, and Hale drops down to count… 1… 2… Kincaid barely rolls his shoulder off the mat. Firewoman leans down to pick Tyson up but out of the corner of her she notices that Tytan and Biggs have stepped out onto the ramp and she gets distracted enough for Kincaid to try a schoolgirl rollup… One… Two… Th…Save by Alex. Firewoman points up the ramp where we see Tytan and Biggs wave as they walk into the back. Alexander tells Fire to forget about it for now as they set up another double-team maneuver. AD gets Kincaid up and looks like he’s setting up for a GORY BOMB as Fire stands behind him…and as Darling hits his move…it’s a GORY BOMB CODEBREAKER. Alex rolls Kincaid over to make the cover… … Hale has to inform AD that he’s not the legal man and therefore no count will be coming. Alex and Fire trade positions and FW makes the cover now… 1… 2… No, the delay gave Tyson enough time to kick out. Fire slams the mat with a bit of frustration as Alexis calls her over to the corner. Alex leans down as the three discuss a bit of strategy and Fire shakes her head no at first. Then we can hear Alexis say “You can do it,” and Firewoman nods as she tags in Alex. AD leaps over the top rope and hits a running SHINING WIZARD on Kincaid. TK is basically out of it at this point and Firewoman is climbing the turnbuckle as Alexander drags Tyson to the corner. Darling picks Kincaid up and with Alex facing away from the corner he lifts him up into a power bomb position. Firewoman takes a deep breath and she jumps… SHOOTING STAR DEVASTATION DEVICE… HOLY SHIT… This match is over. Alexander crawls over to where Tyson landed and he makes the cover. It takes Hale a moment to make the count as he’s escorting Fire out of the ring. Finally, Hale gets into position and makes the academic count… One…Suddenly there is a roar from the crowd. Two…Eric O’Mac has just hopped the guardrail and he’s climbing the turnbuckles. Thr…O’MAC ATTACK!!! And that breaks up that pin fall attempt. Now it’s Eric’s turn to drag his partner to their corner to make the legal tag. He does and he comes in and he catches Fire attempting to come in with a drop kick. He gets up and sees Alex charging and there’s a dropkick for him as well. Eric is a house afire right now as he leans down and picks Firewoman up and whips her into the corner. And then he does the same to Alex who runs right into Fire. Eric follows him right in and he pulls Alex down from behind…LUNGBLOWER. And just based on the momentum and everyone’s positioning, Firewoman flies over the top with a monkey flip like move. Now Tyson is finally recovering his bearings as well and he starts stomping away at Fire. He is really kicking away at her ribs and we can see it’s doing serious damage. Hale is trying to get control as he tries to get Fire and Kincaid out of the ring and he does not see Alexander go low on Eric to regain control. Alex motions to his sister on the outside and she looks a little tentative at first, but she obliges and slides a steel chair into the ring. Hale turns around just in time to stop Alex and they begin to fight over the chair. Meanwhile Tyson gets Firewoman up and he plants her with the DRIVER 8. He hooks the leg and makes the cover… One, Two, Three, Four, Five…and Hale is still distracted by Alex. Finally Alex let’s go of the chair and as Hale goes to toss it out of the ring, Alexis slides in the Intercontinental Title Belt and now she starts arguing with Hale. This allows Alexander to pick up the belt and he slams it into the back of Kincaid’s neck. Kincaid looks dazed as he starts to stand up and Alex drills him right in the face with the belt and TK falls to the outside. Darling helps Fire to her feet and he slides the belt to the floor and he turns around and walks right into Eric who gets him in position for THE SMACKDOWN. Firewoman yells “DUCK” and Alex does so and Fire runs up his back and hits a beautiful enzuguri on Eric. EOM is staggered and it doesn’t take Darling more than a second to take advantage as he lifts Eric up and places him across his shoulder. Slides the arm across the throat…DARLING DRIVER. ONE…Tyson is crawling back onto the apron. TWO…Firewoman cuts Kincaid off. THREE! This one is over and if not for the cheating methods of Firewoman and Darling, it should have gone the other way. But not tonight as Run DEA picks up a hard fought victory. WINNERS in 23:16…Representing Run DEA: Firewoman and Alexander Darling. LD WILLIAMS vs. DAVIN MORELAND – OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match SHOULD BE A GOOD ONE! “Notorious”, and the dulcet tones of Simon LeBon float throughout the crowd. Clearly, this would make any crowd not from 1986 unhappy; but this one even more so – because an obscene amount of pyro starts to go off, and this can only mean one thing: Davin Moreland is here. And he is here, standing at the top of the ramp with Samantha Darling. She appears to be “helping” him down the ramp a bit, and Davin is sporting the full DDP Tape tonight, and needs some assistance getting in the ring. He does NOT need assistance with a quality Douchebag Pose, which draws the loudest boos of the evening, and that’s saying something. Davin waits across the ring as his music finally fades out. It’s replaced by “Jekyll and Hyde”, and World Champion LD Williams appears at the top of the ramp to a huge ovation. LD displays the belt for everyone to see, and he gets a hero’s ovation all the way to the ring. He climbs into the ring and hands the belt to Senior Referee Davis Hightower. Hightower holds the belt high in the air. This match is for the OOWF World Heavyweight Championship. Hightower hands the belt to the outside and calls for the bell…WE’RE UNDERWAY! LD starts with something that appears to be trash talk. Shockingly, Davin doesn’t answer back; in fact, he doesn’t do anything back. He just stands there, not taking his eyes off of LD. LD smirks and closes in. They lock up. LD starts to get the edge, but then Davin just shoves him off, and LD hits the mat. It’s Davin’s turn to smirk, and he offers LD some mock encouragement with a golf clap. The crowd, obviously, hates this, and make their opinion known. LD is up, and they close in for a lock up. This time, however, LD buries a knee in Davin’s midsection; and clearly he caught one of the ribs, because Davin drops to a knee and yells out in pain. LD, any questions he had being answered; just PUNTS Davin in the ribs, and Davin splats on the mat. LD sees an opening and tries to lock on the STF, but Davin makes a desperate dive for the ropes, and gets there. LD offers up a clean break, and Davin uses the ropes to pull himself up. The two look to lock up again, and this time it’s Davin with the knee to the gut, followed up by a lightning-quick DDT! Davin decides against covering, and WHIPS LD into the ropes, NAILING him with a JUMPING LEG LARIAT! Now it’s Davin running the ropes, and tries for a SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT, but he crashes and burns, and of course, the ribs don’t feel too great after that one, and Davin lets us all know. LD just did roll out of the way, and takes a second to get to his feet. He does beat Davin to his feet, and LD goes for the Stomp-Related Offense, focusing, obviously, on the tape. You can almost hear Davin wheezing at this point. Finally, LD pulls Davin up. He’s trying for the DDT, but Davin is able to BACK BODY DROP LD, right over the top rope and out to the floor! Davin takes a knee, but not for long. He grits his teeth and stands back up. He takes a quick look to the outside and HITS A SLINGSHOT PLANCHA onto LD. Davin is moving slower than normal, but he’s still effective as he starts stomping away at LD. Davin hoists LD up on his shoulder and just JAVELINS him right onto the STEEL STEPS! Yeah, that deserves an ow. Davin drops an elbow to the back of LD’s head, and goes in search of something. He returns with a STEEL CHAIR, and takes a HUGE windup, and SWINGS and NAILS THE STEEL STEPS! LD hits a DROPKICK on Davin, which backs him up, but doesn’t knock him over. LD gets on the steps and JUMPS, HITTING A FLYING BACK ELBOW right to Davin’s face. THAT will drop the big man. LD does some Greco-Roman “Smash Davin’s Face in the Mat” offense, and follows that up with a big WHIP INTO THE DOMINICAN ANNOUNCE TABLE (surprisingly, no A-Rod)! Davin catches it ribs-first, and we hear a straight up “yelp” from that. LD smashes Davin’s face into the table a couple of times before realizing there’s a count (6), and rolls back into the ring. He directs Hightower to count, and Hightower is obviously willing to oblige. Davin essentially throws himself at the ring, and is able to get under the bottom rope at 9. LD is on him immediately, stomping away (obviously on the ribs). Finally, Hightower intervenes, and has to pull LD off of Davin, who is holding on to the ropes. LD takes a few steps back. Davin pulls himself up by the ropes, and LD CHARGES looking for a Knockout CLOTHESLINE, but Davin DUCKS it. LD loses his balance! Davin is able to hit a Waistlock, and a quick RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX which has LD fly into the nearby turnbuckle, and LD hits the back of his head. LD’s momentum leads him stumbling out of the corner…REALLY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER! However, Davin landed on his side, and just isn’t able to follow up right away. Davin eventually makes a lateral press for a cover, but it only gets 2. Davin rolls to his feet, and pulls up a still-groggy LD. He WHIPS him into the corner and hits a HUGE SPLASH! Davin WHIPS LD again into the far corner and SPLASHES HIM AGAIN. LD stumbles forward. Davin hits the ropes and tries for another REALLY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER, but LD is able to shove him off at the last second. Davin hits the brakes and tries to take LD’s head off with a CLOTHESLINE, but LD ducks it and works an Armbar before hitting a SHORT-ARM CLOTHESLINE OF HIS OWN! Davin hits the mat like he’s shot! LD covers, and Davin JUST does kick out at 2. LD pulls Davin up, but is met with a Closed-Fist right hand! LD retaliates, and they start throwing HAYMAKERS at each other. Not the “Yay Boo” kind, but the Hockey Fight kind. Davin sneaks in a LEFT UPPERCUT which LD never saw coming, and caught him clean on the chin. LD is ROCKED and spins completely around. Davin grabs LD, and pulls him up for a…a…YARPLEX?!?!? YARPLEX lands clean on LD, can Davin follow it up? Slowly, Davin crawls over, shaking out the cobwebs. Finally he drapes an arm over LD…1…2…thr…NO! LD just does roll the shoulder, and Davin just slumps on the mat. Now it’s LD, trying to shake off the effects of the Yarplex. He’s to his knees, and Davin is now to his knees…and it’s HAYMAKER TIME AGAIN! This time LD catches hand however, and BEAUTIFULLY rolls into a CROSS-ARM BREAKER! Davin is near the ropes, but he’s having a hell of a time getting there, as LD is REALLY cinching back on this. Finally, Davin gets near the ropes; but just as he reaches for them, LD brilliantly DRILLS his heel into Davin’s ribs. This goes back and forth a few times; but eventually, Davin gets to the ropes. This time, LD rolls away and gives Davin plenty of space to pull himself up, so LD can get a second or two to recover. From the way he’s holding his arm, Davin Moreland’s right arm is kinda useless right now after the Cross-Arm Breaker. Clearly, it looks like Davin’s got nothing left, and LD decides it’s a good time to Charge the Big Man…He does, and Davin counters with a TO BE EDITED IN LATER! Dear GOD he crushed that move, clearly he learned it from his former “Team Hardbody” partner. This time it’s LD who’s in rough shape, and Davin who’s backing away trying to recover. It looks BAD for the Champ right now. Davin doesn’t take much time, and starts to pull LD up. LD punches him in the ribs. Davin backs off, doubled over. LD tries to desperately hit Davin with a DDT, but Davin shoves him off and counters with a REALLY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER try, but LD manages to DESTROY Davin’s ribs with a SHARP ELBOW. Davin’s doubled over! DDT! Davin is DONE! LD, on instinct alone, drapes his arm over Davin. Dramatic Count! 1…2…3? Yes! Hightower calls for the bell just as Davin rolled the shoulder! LD Williams Retains! WINNER in 19:14 by PINFALL…LD WILLIAMS! Thanks for coming out and watching LIVE OOWF action be sure to check out the OOWF End of Days IV! Live, March 1, from Springfield, Missouri! And don’t forget to catch next week’s OOWF Mid-Week Mayhem/OOWF Invitational Round 3, Live! February 18th from Springfield, South Dakota
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