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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 17:34:38 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem Live From the Santuck Flea Market in Slapout, Alabama
Ross: Welcome to the lovely Santuck Flea Market in beautiful Slapout, Alabama! I am Ross, and this is my partner Razz! We have a great night of OOWF action for you, Razz we have two title matches, and a six man that threatens to rip the roof off the arena, er Flea Market! Razz: No doubt about it Ross, we have Johnny Adrenaline defending his Intercontinental title against the suddenly very aggressive Mark Vander. We have 3Piece Set defending the tag titles against Hellion and Corax, and we got the big one, Donovan Viper and the Devil’s Brigade takes on Microplay, UnderDawg and Canadian Dragon! What a match! Ross: That one could turn into a brawl like we have never seen here in the OOWF. But first, we have another guy making his OOWF debut, Razz what do you know about Capellan? Razz: well Ross, not a whole lot, I know he is on the smaller size, under six foot, around 220lbs or so, but I also know he has a martial arts background and can fly when he needs to. Ross: Well let’s head to the ring and see what he can do!
CAPELLAN vs. BEAR BRYANT III
Capellan is making his OOWF debut tonight against local Alabama worker Bear Bryant III, Capellan and BB3 meet in the center of the ring, Capellan offers his hand, BB3 slaps him across the face. Cap stands there for a moment, while BB3 is grinning at him daring him to do something. Cap rears back like he is going to slap the taste out of his mouth, then just taps BB3 on the cheek a few times, THEN grabs BB3 and kills him with a t-Bone suplex. Capellan pulls BB3 to his feet and scoops him up and nails a running power slam, springs to his feet hits the corner, walks up the turnbuckle and lands a sweet moonsault. BB3 is able to kick out -barely- at two. Capellan stays on the offensive, waiting for BB3 to get to his feet, as he does Capellan nails him with a standing drop kick right to the mouth. BB3 falls to the mat. As Capellan tries to pull BB3 back to his feet, Bryant low blows him. Bryant gets to his feet and clubs Capellan on the back, and whips him to the corner. BB3 follows him in wit ha clothesline. Bryant whips him to the opposite corner for more of the same, but Capellan once again climbs the turnbuckle, only this time he pushes off and turns it into a missile dropkick that connects right in the charging BB3’s face. Bryant sprawls across the ring. Capellan grabs him, hits a Northern Lights Suplex, holds it in a bridge and gets a three count. WINNER in 4:15 Capellan
Ross: What a great debut! Talk about having some explosive speed and power! Razz: Absolutely Ross, keep an eye on this guy, I think he could make a serious run at Adrenaline’s Intercontinental title some day Ross: give him some time to get his feet wet, and I think he poses a threat to any title here in the OOWF.
[Sexy Female journalist #2 is standing by backstage with Smark and Brad Smoley.]
SFJ: Thanks, Ross and Razz. I'm here with Brad Smoley and Smark, who later tonight...
S: Wait, you mean we're actually getting promo time? Geez, did you kiss The Rick's ass this week, Biscuit?
SFJ: Well, actually, that's why you've been given this time. There have been some Internet rumors going around that you, Brad Smoley, have been released from the OOWF. Do you care to comment?
BS: Well...
S: I got this. Internet rumors? Look, nobody around here is more in tune with what the latest Internet buzz is than me. And you gotta know how to distinguish fact from fiction. I don't know where this came from, but it's nothing more than somebody trying to sell a few dirt sheets. So Meltzer, Keller, whoever...stick to your cheating girlfriends, your broken flower pots, and your wannabe actors who specialize in straight-to-video classics, because The Biscuit ain't goin' anywhere! I mean, if he was released, do you think he would be here right now?
SFJ: Well, the word is that he still has a few contractual obligations to fill. Brad, your comments?
BS: Well, the fact is...
S: The fact is whatever site you got this crap from is incompetent. I mean, last I checked, 411 wasn't exactly oozing with credibility. Did you get this news from Online Onslaught?
SFJ: Well, no, but...
S: Then it ain't true, missy! Come on, Biscuit.
Ross: Wow Razz, what about those rumors? Can you shed any truth to them? Razz: No Ross, I really haven’t heard anything about them, but what a disaster that would be! The greatest tag team in OOWF history would be history! Ross: Um, yeah. Anyway, up next Seraph, Thim Reynolds and JW Westgaard have a three way dance, Razz: I have been awful impressed with Seraph the last few weeks, what do you think of this match? Razz: Well, Seraph is impressive, but so are Westgaard and Reynolds. One thing is for certain; this could be a VERY physical match up.
SERAPH vs. JW WESTGAARD vs. THIM REYNOLDS
Three good-sized men in the ring here. We know Westggard and Reynolds are brawlers, but this Seraph guy is just odd. Westgaard and Reynolds walk to the middle of the ring like old friends and pat each other on the shoulder. This doesn’t look good for the newcomer. Westgaard and Reynolds start throwing haymakers…at each other! So much for teamwork! Right, left, right, left, left, right, a kick for good measure. Seraph rolls from the ring and takes a seat with the Fairmount Park Elementary Announce Team. For some unknown reason, Seraph starts punching the Fairmont Park Elementary announcers, tearing papers off the desk and climbing onto the table. He’s acting like a kindergartener not wanting to participate in a math lesson. The Slapout, AL Police Department comes to ringside, but unlike the St. Petersburg, FL cops, they have the intellect not to handcuff Seraph. Instead, the cops take a seat at the announce table and diplomatically ask Seraph to get back in the ring.
Meanwhile, back in the ring Westgaard and Reynolds are putting on a hell of a show, neither man has a clear-cut advantage, but the brawl has taken the toll of both men. As Seraph joins the fray, he clips Westgaard in the knee from behind, then rakes the eyes of Reynolds. Seraph whips Reynolds into the ropes and crushes the near 300 pounder with a power slam on. What a move from Seraph! He goes back to Westgaard, grabs his ailing leg and delivers a series of flying elbows to the knee. Reynolds back up again, but Seraph turns at the last second and knees Reynolds in the gut, then gives him a classic Mr. Wrestling II knee lift! It’s like Seraph has eyes in the back of his head! Back to the knee of Westgaard again, and the former hockey player may be hobbled for the rest of the match. Seraph is a cerebral assass…wait, I’ve just received a note from the back: Dear OOWF, The term “Cerebral Assassin” is trademarked by the WWE and may not be used without prior consent from WWE and Vince McMahon Jr. Don’t make us get slappy on your fruit booty.”
Tell me they didn’t just say that.
Meanwhile, Seraph is a really intelligent hired killer. He’s taken out Weestgaard and has the upper hand on Reynolds. But Reynolds fights back with big power punches, and sets Seraph on the top turnbuckle. Looks like Reynolds is going up too, possibly for a Superplex. Seraph and Reynolds are battling up on the turnbuckle, and neither sees Westgaard, who uppernuts Reynolds. Seraph grabs the opportunity and rips Reynolds from the turnbuckles with a flying reverse bulldog…he calls that the PROPITIATION! The move shoots both men to the far side of the ring. Seraph floats over, and they’re too far from Westgaard for him to make the save. WINNER in 21:37, Seraph.
Ross: what a great win for Seraph! This guy, while he is certainly odd, is very impressive so far here in OOWF! Razz: He is a strange bird, no question, but the results speak for themselves in the ring. If he keeps this up, I think we have another guy who will be challenging for titles sooner rather than later. Ross: Up next we have a match that, quite frankly, is an oddity here in the OOWF. It is between two guys who only want to put on a clean wrestling match. I wish I could say this happened more often Razz: That is true Ross, but not every match can be a clinic, this one could be a clinic, but both of these guys also have tempers and if tempers flare, this one could quickly devolve into a wild brawl.
SEMAJ B. vs. FIRECHILD
Feeling out process before they finally lock up. FC grabs a headlock, but SB counters into a hammerlock. FC re-counters into a tighter headlock, forcing SB to shoot him into the ropes. FC leapfrogs SB, but on the rebound catches a back elbow. SB follows up with an arm bar, but FC manages to arm drag free. Before he can string together any more offense, SB picks the ankle, traps the legs and hooks a variation of the Regal Stretch. FC manages to grab hold of the ropes with his free arm. SB releases just long enough to take FC back down with a waist-lock and then a quick under hook pin fall attempt. FC kicks out and shoots SB a look. FC shoves SB, who shoves him back. FC nails SB with a huge right hand then blocks SB’s and counters into a Side Russian Leg Sweep. Floats over and begins hammer SB in the face with some stiff rights before dropping a knee to his forehead. SB fights back to his knees, but an FC knee to the jaw stuns him and FC locks in the chin-lock/body scissors combo. SB feeds off the crowd and pries FC legs from his midsection. Some elbows to the gut free SB, but he runs right into a drop sault. FC whips SB into the corner hard. As SB stumbles out, FC hits a vile spear right to the stomach that sends SB out of the ring. FC follows and drives SB into the guardrails three times before rolling him back in. Turning SB onto his stomach, he drops a tri-fecta of knees to his lower back. Pulling SB to his feet, FC gives him a knee to the jaw for good measure before scooping him up and hitting a back breaker. As he attempts the D-TUNER~!!! SB punches him several times then pulls him into an inside cradle for 2. SB on the attack after ducking a clothesline and after a flurry of chops and a knee lift, he whips FC towards the ropes. FC floats over, knees SB in the back, and then pulls him into a neck breaker across his knee. A sick looking neck vice keeps SB down, but he finally fires up and brings the fight to FC. A triple Irish whip reversal sequence ends badly for FC as he is tossed with a Regal-esque T-Bone suplex. But the damage has been done, and SB cannot make the cover. FC is on his feet first and stomps away at the lower back before pulling SB into the corner and wrapping him around the ring post. FC breaks at 4 and gets back in the ring. He pulls SB by the leg, but SB hits the enziguri and uses the ropes for support once he’s back on his feet. FC charges in wildly and SB catches him with both feet to the jaw. Swinging FC into the corner, he works him over with some stiff jabs and hooks before going for the ten count punches. At five, FC hooks the legs and drives SB into the mat with a power bomb and links it into the D-TUNER~!!! SB scrapes and claws but finally makes the ropes. FC works a few surfboard and neck submissions, making sure to grind his knee into the back with each one. SB starts to counter a camel clutch into an electric chair drop, but the back gives out before he can get all the way up. FC goes for the D-TUNER~!!! again, but SB manages to kick free and hit a desperation flapjack. Both back up at seven and slug away. SB nails a DDT out of nowhere, but FC kicks out at 2. SB with some knees to the face to pay FC back before putting him down with a huge European uppercut. Even when FC momentarily takes control with a rake of the eyes, SB will not be denied as he easily counters FC’s next attack into a short-arm clothesline. He measures FC and levels him with a kick to the back of the skull. Cover gets two, and SB is in position for the LIVE AND LET DIE~!!!. FC blocks and counters into a D-TUNER~!!! SB fights it and nearly makes the ropes, but FC is relentless, pulling SB back to the middle of the ring and taking a deep seat. SB has no choice but to tap and FC wins in what many would consider an upset. WINNER in 14:39 Firechild
Ross: Firechild scores the upset! Razz: What a great win for Firechild, and the show of mutual respect was certainly a refreshing sight. Ross: I couldn’t agree more Razz, if Firechild can shy away from some of his extracurricular activities; I think he can make an impact in the OOWF Razz: And don’t discount Semaj B either, whether he is teaming with Thim or going solo, he is a guy no one wants to face, he can beat you on any given night Ross: Well, could this be it? Could this be Brad Smoley’s last match here in the OOWF? Razz: Well I certainly hope not, c’mon Brad, stick around for a while, you and Smark were just hitting your stride! Ross: Um, sure. Well, if it is his last match, they picked some tough opponents to go out against. Jack and Concrete don’t like each other in the least, but you would be hard pressed to find two guys who know each other’s capabilities better than these two. Razz: That much is true, if they can find a way to coexist in that ring, they are going to cause trouble for a lot of teams, but that is a real big IF.
SFJ#72: "Hurri-crete and Moosey", (tries not to giggle) you two are trying to fight fire with fire against Brad Smoley and Smark?
Moose: (NOT in the mood to talk)
Hurri-crete: Citizen McBoobilicious, I must inform you that as a newly formed tag-team it is to our interests to (looks around) show our unity as a team. Much like Batman and Robin, much like Laurel and Hardy, much like
Moose: (grumbles) frick and frack
Hurri-crete: like many teams before us, our unity will be demonstrated tonight! We are a tag team FORCE to be reckoned with!
Moose: .......
Hurri-crete: Come, Super Hero In Training! Victory waits for no man! (WHOOSHes out of the scene)
Moose: Super Hero in Tra… what the fu… (glowers at SFJ#72) If you even THINK about laughing.... (stomps out of the scene)
MOOSEHEAD JACK & CONCRETE TG vs. MOOSEHEAD SMOLEY & CONCRETE SMARK
Jack and Concrete come out first, Concrete looks like someone threw up colors all over him and is wearing a t-shirt that screams HURRI-CRETE! Jack comes out wearing black pants and a black t-shirt (cut like a poncho thing) that says MOOSEY in bright red letters. Concrete plays to the crowd, Moose slumps in the corner and waits.
The lights dim, and the strains of Joe Satriani’s “With Jupiter in Mind” play again. Smark comes out, decked out in the loudest colors, with long black hair and purple sideburns. Smark mimics Concrete’s entrance perfectly, then waits at the top of the ramp. Inside the ring, Concrete is kind of laughing but you can tell he is a little annoyed. Of course Jack is laughing which doesn’t help.
Then Ministry’s “Scarecrow” hits, Smoley comes out in ripped jean shorts, a Helloween t-shirt (which only covers about half of his belly), taped fists and long scraggly hair. Now it is Concrete’s turn to be amused, while Jack is livid.
Smark and Smoley storm the ring, Jack attacks Smoley and they fall out of the ring. Jack pounds away at Smoley’s face unmercifully. Inside the ring, Concrete stands face to face with Smark, it is almost eerie. Smark flexes and Concrete shoves him to the mat. It’s on. Smark gets back to his feet and grabs a side headlock. CTG shoves him off to the ropes, and hits a back body drop. Smark sits up and grabs his back in pain; Concrete lays some stiff Tajiri kicks into his back. On the outside, Jack is choking Smoley with a microphone cord. Smoley flails around, someone in the audience hands him a bottle, and he busts it over Jack’s head. Jack falls to the floor holding his head, blood begins running off of Jack’s head and pooling up on the floor. Inside the ring, Concrete whips Smark to the ropes and catches him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Cover gets a two count. Concrete pulls Smark to his feet and scoops him up for a slam, but instead walks over to the corner and ties Smark in the Tree of Woe, Concrete runs to the opposite corner and sprints across and hits a baseball slide to Smark’s face, then slips out of the ring and pulls back on Smark’s neck putting pressure on Smark’s neck and back. Meanwhile, Smoley tries to keep his advantage on Jack, but once Jack realizes he is bleeding, from SMOLEY, he loses it. Jack gets to his feet and wears out Smoley, with punches to the face. With Smoley stunned, Jack grabs him and slams him face first to the ring post splitting Smoley’s forehead wide open. Smoley is on the floor; Jack mounts him and tears at the wound on his forehead until the blood is pouring off of Smoley’s head. Inside the ring, Concrete is in control and has Smark trapped in a Dragon Sleeper/Camel clutch combo. Dragon won’t tap and eventually makes it to the ropes. Outside, Jack gets Smoley to his feet and kills him with a DDT on the floor. Jack slips back into the ring. As Smark gets to his feet, Jack grabs his arm and hits a short arm clothesline, holds on, pulls Smark back to his feet, pins the arm and kills Smark with a heart punch. Smark staggers a few steps toward Concrete; Crete grabs him and destroys him with a Cement mixer for the pin. WINNERS in 6:12 Moosehead Jack & Concrete TG
After the match, Concrete and Moose leave the ring, together, sort of, they don’t celebrate or anything, just leave. Smark is down, a horrifically bloody Brad Smoley rolls back into the ring with a mic! Smoley gets mic time! He slowly gets to his feet and tries to wipe the blood from his eyes. Trying to catch his breath Smoley speaks:
“I am sure all of you have heard the rumors flying around on the Internet. I just wanted everyone to hear them straight from the horse’s mouth, they are true. This was my last match here in the OOWF. <crowd boos> Yeah, I know, it’s time to move on. I want to thank the fans for cheering for me <crowd pop> I know my record here in the OOWF wasn’t stellar, I have way more losses than wins, I got my ass handed to me on more than one occasion, but I gave my all for you guys <pointing to the fans> each and every night <crowd chants SMO-LEY, SMO-LEY, SMO-LEY> I would also like to thank the UnderDawg and the rest of the Ministry for having faith in me and making me feel like a part of something, even though I wasn’t the most talented guy in the locker room. <big pop> Finally I would like to thank this guy <points to Smark who is back on his feet> for being my loyal tag team partner and helping me really enjoy my time here in the OOWF. And to all the fans, one day SMOLEYMANIA will run wild again! <huge pop and more SMO-LEY chants> Thank you.” <Smoley shakes Smark’s hand, Smark grabs his hand, then pulls him close in a hug. The two leave the ring together, although Smark looks less than thrilled at Smoley’s announcement.>
Ross: well, we certainly wish Brad Smoley the best in his future endeavors, he may not have been the best wrestler alive, but man, could that guy take an asswhuppin’! Razz: Ross, I just don’t know what to say, it’s never easy when you see a legend walk away in the prime of his career, when he is on the very top, Biscuit, we will miss you here in the OOWF! Ross: well said Razz, for the most part, next up, we have another relative newcomer to the OOWF taking on a man, who in my estimation, has quietly become one of the best guys in the OOWF in GimmickMan Razz: He has quietly worked his way to the top of the rankings, and I believe that he will get his shot at Donovan Viper sooner than later, but he better not underestimate Uncle Entity, especially since it seems Entity has cooked something up with Mercury. Ross: I realize it is hard for newcomers to make their presence felt here in the OOWF, but I don’t like the way these two are scheming, I have a feeling Gimmick better watch his back tonight.
GIMMICKMAN vs. UNCLE ENTITY
Uncle Entity makes his way to the ring as "Ride of the Valkyries" plays over the arena loudspeakers. As soon as he crawls through the ropes, GimmickMan’s tunes hit and the crowd goes absolutely bonkers. Gimmick does his poses and soon enough the bell rings, and we have a lock up to start. Quick advantage to GM and after an Irish whip to the ropes UE is dropped with a shoulder block, UE is back up and we have another lock up, UE to a full nelson and GM breaks the hold. UE offers a test of strength, and GM accepts, but as soon as GM grabs UE hand it’s a KICK-WHAM-DDT and a quick cover for two. “TWO!!!” shout the OOWF fans. GM quick to his feet and lands a right hand…and another…and another…. UE is staggered and a quick Irish whip into the corner by GM followed by a stinger splash! Irish whip to the opposite corner, but this time UE dodges the Splash and goes for a quick rollup. Kick out at 1 ½. UE kicks away at GM and then off the ropes and drops an elbow to the sternum. UE for the cover, and kick out at two. “TWO!!!” Shouts the fans. GM up and hits UE with a huge clothes line. GM off the ropes and connects with a dropkick to the side of UE’s head. Cover for two, and the fans bellow in response. GM picks up UE and sets him up for a neck breaker, connects and covers. 1, 2, and kick out. Irish whip to UE and he’s over the ropes and on to the floor…. the ref is over and begins to count UE out and Mercury out of nowhere hits a low blow and a DDT on GM. UE back in and goes for the cover kick out at 2 ½. UE is getting frustrated and begins to pound away at GM’s face. We see a small trickle of blood come from GM’s nose. He’s been opened up hard way folks. UE lets GM up and UE Irish whips GM into the corner and UE explodes off the ropes with a high knee that sends GM to the mat. Cover, and kick out at two. UE bounds off the ropes and hits a quick leg drop and then heads for the turnbuckle. UE climbs up and attempts to hit a moonsault but GM rolls out of the way narrowly escapes. GM is up and here comes Merc through the ropes but he gets nothing but a nice view of the bottom of GM’s boot and sent out the way he came. Clothesline attempt by UE ducked by GM and right into a ~SPARTAN PLUNGE ~!!!!! Cover and 1, 2, 3. Winner in 12:47, GimmickMan
Mercury is too late to make the save, but right on time for the post match beat down. Merc. Kicks away at Gimmick and UE joins the fray. GM is down and Merc begins to set up for the Lead Poisoning, until Capellan runs out, pushes Merc of the top rope and tosses UE out of the ring. UE and Merc. Decide its time to leave and powder out to the back as GM makes his way to his feet and the fans show why GM is the #2 face in the OOWF! Gimmick eyes Capellan wearily, Capellan just backs out of the ring and heads to the back. Gimmick soaks in the crowd’s cheers for a few moments then leaves.
Razz: Well, the best laid plans Ross, Ross: They didn’t work out so well for Mercury and Uncle Entity this time, but the rumor is that those two are thick as thieves in the back, keep your eyes on them in the future Razz. Ross: Speaking of the future, I am not a fan of their brutality. But I think both of our next teams are the future of the OOWF. Revolution XX are the #1 contenders to the tag titles, and have really come into their own as a team here lately. Razz: And Endo and Morte were recruited by Moosehead Jack because they are two of the most ruthless men in the business. These two teams have somewhat of an alliance, but I have a feeling that won’t mean a thing once the bell rings.
REVOLUTION XX vs. ENDO & MORTE
Revolution XX enters the ring. They wait for a few moments and Endo & Morte don't show up. They go back up the ramp to see what's going on and as soon as they get behind the curtain a pair of loud THWAPS of steel chairs are heard. Endo & Morte carry Carl & Eric back to the ring. The bell rings. Endo & Morte pin Carl & Eric. Kickout at two! They throw Eric O'Mac out of the ring and go to work on Coolname. DDT from Endo. Snap suplex from Morte. Morte lifts Coolname onto his shoulders and Endo goes to the top rope and dropkicks Carl from off of Morte's shoulders. Morte pins Carl. 1-2- Eric O'Mac breaks up the count! Eric attacks Endo. He tackles him and relentlessly punches him in the face. The ref pulls Eric off and makes him go back to his corner. While the ref's back is turned, Endo goes outside, grabs a kendo stick from under the ring and comes back inside. Eric is fighting the ref tooth and nail to get over and help Carl. Morte holds Carl up and Endo levels him with a huge kendo stick shot. He throws the stick outside and goes back to his corner. Eric finally goes to his corner and the ref turns around and starts paying attention. Morte climbs the top rope and goes for a big moonsault. He connects. He tries the pin but Eric breaks it up. Tag to Endo. He picks Carl up and throws him at the ropes, clothesline, ducked by Carl he hits the opposite rope and levels Endo with a flying lariat! Both men are down. Carl struggles to get to Eric and make the tag. Endo gets up and drags him away from the corner before he can tag Eric though. He tags in Morte and they both start stomping Carl down. Endo goes back to his corner. Morte picks Carl up and hits a Death Valley driver. He tries another pin, broken up by Eric again. Eric starts back towards the corner, Morte runs over to do a Stinger splash. Eric moves out of the way and pulls the ref into his place. The referee is down and out. Eric hits a DDT on Morte. Endo runs over and gets nailed with a spear from Eric O'Mac. Eric goes outside the ring and gets a chair. He comes back inside and waits for Morte to stand and pastes him with a brutal chair shot. Carl gets up slowly and Eric hands him the chair. Carl destroys Endo with a vicious shot of his own. They set the chair up in the canter of the ring. Revolution XX set Morte up in the top turnbuckle and both climb up and hit a double superplex onto the open chair! As God is my witness, Morte is dead! They throw the flattened chair outside the ring. The ref comes to just in time to see Carl and Eric nail Endo with Total Revolution! Carl pins Endo and Eric pins Morte. They both get three. WINNER in 14:31- Revolution XX
Ross: What a great win for Revolution XX, but Razz, I really wonder how long Moosehead Jack is going to put up with Morte and Endo not getting the job done. You saw the segment; Jack basically told them that maybe it would be in their best interest to split as a team. Razz: Well I have heard rumor through the grapevine that Morte is not the happiest camper in the world right now, keep an eye on this situation, I have a feeling we will be hearing a whole lot more about it as time goes on. Ross: Next up we have yet another newcomer, Mercury, as we have already seen, seems to have aligned himself with Uncle Entity. Razz what do you make of his chances against Blackdragon, a man who has really come into his own as a singles competitor here lately? Razz: Well, no disrespect to Mercury at all, but Blackdragon has a bit more polish to his game than Mercury does at this point in their careers. Dragon has made it known that he wants Johnny Adrenaline’s Intercontinental title, and when he is focused on something he is a hard man to distract. I think his split with SoulDragon will do a world of good for him.
BLACKDRAGON vs. MERCURY
Mercury jump starts the contest with some quick kicks and slippery escapes from BD’s holds, eventually putting BD down with waist scissors into an arm drag. A quick drop kick sends BD through the middle and top ropes and onto the outside. Aisai moonsault avoided, and BD puts Mercury down with a clothesline. Rolling back into break the count, BD awaits Mercury to get back in. He does and BD goes to work with a quick take down and side headlock. BD maneuvers quickly to his feet, still holding the headlock and drops Mercury with a snap suplex. Holding, on, BD yanks him back up and puts him down a sit out front suplex for two. Mercury rakes the eyes and then proceeds to rock BD with hard rights. Irish whip followed by a spinning leg lariat get Mercury a two count. Mercury with the quick snap mare and a kick to the spine followed by a somersault leg drop gets another two. BD fights his way back up, but gets a thumb to the eye this time. He does manage to duck a clothesline and counter it into a Full Nelson slam. BD doesn’t go for the cover and instead stalks Mercury. BD hooks the urinage, but Mercury elbows free and hits a quick frankensteiner. BD rolls through with it and props himself in the ropes. He back body drops Mercury over the ropes, but Mercury lands on the apron and hits a springboard bull dog for another two. They slug it out for a moment, which BD puts to a stop with a boot to the gut and some vicious chops that back Mercury into the corner. BD going for the corner clothesline, but the ref gets pulled in the way. BD manages to put the brakes on, but while he’s moving the ref, catches a low blow and a roll up. He barely manages a kick out and Mercury is livid. A pair of knee drops to the sternum follow some mud hole stomping. Mercury then climbs the turnbuckles and comes off top with a beautiful cross body. However, BD rolls through with it, stands up and counters into a fall away slam with a bridge. Mercury gets his foot on the bottom rope at the last moment. BD dominates for the next few minutes with kicks, chops, and his favorite three supplexes: German, Capture, and of course Dragon all of which only garner him two counts. BD is lured into the corner and Mercury pulls him into ropes. From the apron, Mercury hits a leg drop, then when BD falls back in, a springboard Swanton bomb. BD rolls the shoulder at two and Mercury mounts him with punches. BD recovers and they go back and forth for a moment until BD blocks a second hurricarrana attempt. Instead of power bombing the lighter man however, he tosses him off. As soon as Mercury lands on his feet, BD flattens him with a DKO DROP~!!! 1, 2, and the rookie gets his shoulder up. BD looks on in disbelief for a moment before hauling Mercury back up for another attempt. Mercury elbows free and takes BD down with a neck breaker. Mercury then stomps away at BD before picking him up and dropping him with a beautiful brain buster. He motions to go up top but before he can make the leap, BD recovers and grabs his leg before proceeding to hammer him in the back with a dozen or so forearm shots. Grabbing Mercury by the head, he maneuvers him into a reverse fireman’s carry. As BD falls to his side, he flips Mercury’s body and drives him into the mat with a face buster. Cover and BD pulls out the hard fought victory WINNER in 16:11 Blackdragon
Ross: What a great showing by Mercury, I thought going in he would be a little over matched, but he really proved he can step up with the big boys. Razz: Dragon impressed me a lot Ross, I would love to see him and Johnny square off for the title, that is a match that I think the fans want to see. Ross: Up next Razz, we have two guys who flat out don’t like each other. In fact in this case, I don’t think hate is too strong of a word at all. Razz: I would have to agree there Ross, these two flat out hate each other, I could see this one escalating to Moosehead Jack – Concrete TG proportions. AA insists that Williams is just Adrenaline’s toadie and Williams insists that he is his own man. Ross: What I find interesting is that many people see AA in the same position to Concrete and the rest of the AYUFF. Both men have something to prove.
LD WILLIAMS vs. ATTITUDE ADJUSTER
AA jumps LD halfway down the ramp before Williams even gets to the ring. AA pounds on LD in the aisle then sends him into the guardrail. AA stomps away then sends LD to the steel ring steps. AA comes after LD again, but LD kicks him low to stop that. Now it's LD's turn to stomp away, then HE sends AA to the steps. LD rolls AA in, and the bell finally rings to officially start the match. LD stomps away, pulls AA to the center of the ring, drops an elbow and gets a one count. LD goes for the STF early, but AA scrambles to the ropes. AA pulls himself up, and things slow down. Stiff lockup, and LD backs AA into the corner. Ref asks for a break, and AA reaches around, pulls LD's hair and lands a left hand. LD hits the mat and rolls to the floor as the ref reprimands AA.
AA goes to the top and looks for a double axe handle, but LD meets him with a fist to the stomach on the way down. AA sells it with a flip onto the floor. LD appears to be bleeding from the mouth from the sucker punch earlier. He pulls AA up and brings him over to the ring post, grabs one arm on each side of the post, and pulls AA hard to the post. And again. The ref comes down to try to break it, and AA uses the opportunity to pull LD into the post. And again. And a third time. AA finally rolls in to gather his senses. LD gets back up on the apron, and AA brings him in with a delayed vertical suplex. AA sends him to the ropes and hits a flapjack. AA whips LD to the corner and follows with a clothesline. AA pounds LD's head into the turnbuckle several times, and LD finally blocks it. And LD counters with a blind kick to the groin. AA falls to the mat and LD claims no wrongdoing. LD kicks at AA's back a few times, then lays him between the first and second ropes. LD grabs AA's legs and opts for the guillotine in the ropes, but follows by slingshotting over the top to the floor, dropping an elbow on AA on the way by. LD rolls back in and gets two. LD tries the STF again, but AA cradles him out of nowhere for a long two.
LD takes AA back down with a clothesline and looks for the STF a third time. AA tries to wiggle out, so LD simply catapults AA to the corner. On the rebound, LD hits a dragon suplex for a long two. LD grabs a front face lock and tries for the DDT, but AA blocks and reverses into his own Northern Lights suplex, but LD gets a foot in the ropes at two. With that, Revolution XX makes their way down to ringside. AA sees this, and then motions to the back for some backup. After waiting a few seconds, nobody comes. While looking toward the back, AA gets rolled up by LD from behind for two. LD tries to follow up with something, but AA grabs the Claw! Wasting no time, Eric hops up on the apron, drawing the referee's attention, allowing Carl to slide in and PASTE AA with a super kick. LD comes to, and rolls over to make the cover. One...two...but the referee gets pulled out of the ring before the three. Camera pans back to reveal Semaj B. is the one who did the deed. LD sees this and begins jawing with Semaj. While the referee tries to send Semaj back, Rev XX slips in and hits TOTAL REVOLUTION! on AA. Rex XX hops over the rail, their business done. LD makes his way back to the ring, while Semaj is giving the ref a really hard time. LD drags AA up and goes for the DDT, just to be sure. But before he can hit it, Thim Reynolds hits the ring and clobbers him with a steel chair right across the head. LD falls to the mat, Semaj lets the ref go, AA gets a hand over for the cover, and AA gets the pin. Winner: Attitude Adjuster in 15:21
Ross: I would say that I am shocked by the cheating in this match, but really, I’m not. Razz: Well I am a little surprised that Semaj and Thim would get involved to help AA, I know neither of them particularly like AA, I think it might just be a case of them liking LD Williams even less. Ross: well, this issue is far from over, it seems like members of the AYUFF and anyone associated with the Establishment can not seem to coexist in the same building. Razz: Speaking of two guys that cannot seem to get along very well, Niles can’t seem to get along with anyone, and this week he draws AYUFF member Beast Ross: Normally I wouldn’t give Niles a chance in hell, but the big man has a bad wing, thanks to Attitude and Adrenaline Razz: That may be true, but you have heard that an injured animal is more dangerous. Beast will fight with everything he has to protect that arm, and Niles will do all he can to use the injury to his advantage.
BEAST vs. NILES ANDERSON
At least this week Niles is in the ring, but where is Beast? We know he took a beating at the hands of Adrenaline and AA at Blood on the Walls, but nothing that would prevent him from showing up. Niles grabs the referee and demands a countout. Ref is up to five, six. Wait; from the backside of the ring, Beast is crawling from under the ring! Beast just picked up the ref and set him on the turnbuckle, and Niles is too busy jawing at the crowd to notice. Then he notices the crowd quit counting with the ref. Niles turns and eats the CLUB OF DEATH. Ouch! Niles falls out of the ring, but Beast hurt himself with that attack. Beast isn’t even going out to continue the fight; he just stayed in the ring holding his arm. Niles clears his head, sees the injury and rolls back into the ring, mocking Beast. NA’s still wary, but he kicks at Beast’s arm from a safe distance. Sure this isn’t a ruse, NA applies an arm wringer to the injured limb, then leaps over the top rope and yanks Beast’s arm over the rope! Niles continues to work on the arm, much more methodical than usual for NA, but he knows he has Beast hurt. Beast tries to mount a comeback, but each time he executes a power move it hurts him as much as Niles. Niles works the arm, and just to be cruel, even locks in the Precision Incision on Beast! No more Baby Beasties! Niles pulls Beast out of the ring, whip into the ring post…but Beast reverses and Niles eats the post! Beast comes with the running CLUB OF DEATH! Niles rolls away and Beast Clubs the ring post!!! Niles Stee-DT on the floor! NA rolls the near unconscious Beast into the ring. Beast rises to his feet, but Niles stays behind Beast, waiting, waiting, flying Arm breaker! Oh man, that may have broke Beast’s arm! Beast is in convulsions, but Niles holds him down for the 1, 2, 3. WINNER in 5:27 Niles Anderson
Ross: Well it is obvious that Beast is no where near 100%, and Razz, I have my doubts as to whether he should have even been in the ring tonight. Razz: It was a brave effort on Beast’s part, but against someone as crafty as Niles, it probably wasn’t a very good idea. Beast will be lucky if there is no permanent damage to that arm. Ross: Well I certainly hope not, if we get an update we will let you know. Razz: next up is one of your favorites Ross, Chris Alt takes on the still slumping Blade. Ross: I have to agree Razz, I am probably a little biased, but I do think Chris Alt is the most talented youngster in the OOWF. I think he has a world of potential, and I implore the Rick to give him a title shot, I don’t think you could ask a man to do more to earn his shot. Razz: Well, slow down Ross, he has to get past Blade tonight, although he may be in a slump, he is still a very dangerous man.
CHRIS ALT vs. BLADE
Blade is playing to the fans in the ring when Alt runs down the ramp, slides into the ring and attacks Blade from behind. Ring the bell and we’re underway. Two high-flyers here in what could be a 6-star classic. Alt whip to the ropes and a huge dropkick sends Blade over the top rope and to the floor. Alt shows his mean streak inherited from last week’s No. 1 contender’s match loss to Niles Anderson, rushes up to the top turnbuckle and nails Blade with a plancha! Whip into the ring steps! Man, Alt’s got issues tonight! There’s too many exclamation points! Alt tosses Blade back into the ring and goes for the chin lock. No exclamation point needed for that. Blade fights out, rushes to the ropes, body block to Alt, over the top, Alt up and over, back and forth and both men go for cross body blocks. Train wreck in the middle of the ring!!! Blade looks like he’s busted open hard way (wait, does that mean our guys do blade jobs? I thought this was real!?!), and Alt mounts him for a serious of hard fists to the head. The ref pulls Alt off Blade and pushes Alt away. While the ref checks on Blade, Alt unties the turnbuckle pad. Alt goes back to Blade, grabs him by the hair, slams his head into the exposed turn…NO! Blade blocks, elbow to the gut, another elbow, Blade slams Alt’s head into the steel! Now Alt’s busted open! Blade hopes to the top turnbuckle…hurricarana!! Sweeps up Alt’s legs for the pin. 1, 2, thr…NO! Alt kicks out. Both men staggering now. Alt with a right. Blade with a right. Alt, Blade, Blade, Alt. Blade getting the better of the exchange, but Alt grabs the tights and launches Blade out of the ring. Alt again back outside, grabs Blade and slams him back first into the ring post! A second time! Alt rolls in to beat the count, then rolls right back out. Knee drop to the back of Blade. And now he’s grabbing Blade’s head and pulling back in a modified Cobra Clutch. The ref’s letting a lot go out here but he’s about to disqualify Alt. Alt lets go in time and tosses the limp Blade back into the ring. Whip to the ropes, but Blade reverses, sets up for the Asai DDT. Has it! Alt reverses, SPINAL CONTUSION! Man, that came out of nowhere! Cover…1, 2, 3! WINNER in 12:29, Chris Alt.
Ross: Alt keeps on impressing me more and more each week, and Razz, I am just getting word that next week, at MidWeek Mayhem, Live from Sopchoppy Florida, Chris Alt will get a one on one match, for the World Title against Donovan Viper! Razz: WOW, well Ross, that is big news! I know you think Alt is capable of winning that title, and to be honest, he has won me over as well, this kid has a lot of talent, I just hope he can keep Niles out of his mind long enough to concentrate on the title. Ross: If he does that, I honestly believe we will have a new world champion crowned. Razz: Speaking of new champions, up next, man, what a contest! FF Capslock and Stank against Outback Jack and GatorBait! I think either of these teams could unseat 3Piece Set, not to take anything away from the champs, but both these teams are in the zone
OUTBACK JACK & GATORBAIT vs. FF CAPSLOCK & STANK
All four men barely hit the ring and it is already a brawl. Gator and Capslock are wailing on each other in one corner, Jack and Stank are fighting along the ropes. Capslock pins Gator in the corner and goes for a big trapping clothesline, but Gator ducks it, moves out of the corner and hits a spin kick that connects right upside Capslock’s face and sends him over the top rope to the floor. Gator then turns his attention to Stank who has Jack on one knee and is clubbing the back of his neck. Jack charges across the ring and nails Stank with a double axe handle to the back of the neck. Stank staggers a few steps, and Gator grabs him and tries a whip to the ropes, Stank reverses it, Gator bounds off the ropes and tries a cross body block. Stank catches him and laughs. Jack has recovered now and chop blocks Stank’s knee sending him down with Gator on top of him. The cover only gets a one count and Stank powers out of the move. Jack bounds off the ropes, but gets low bridged by Capslock. Jack tumbles backward over the top rope, FFC picks him up and slams him face first into the steel ring post. Jack collapses to the floor in a heap. Inside the ring, Gator is stomping away on Stank’s knee and doesn’t see FFC coming behind him until it is too late. FFC destroys Gator with a clothesline, Stank leaves the ring, and now we have us a real tag match! FFC bounds off the ropes and drops a meaty leg across Gator’s chest; a cover gets a two count. FFC pulls Gator to a sitting position, then tags in Stank. Stank comes in and kicks Gator in the mouth, then locks on the SumpPump (stump puller) Gator is in agony but won’t quit. On the other side of the ring, Jack is finally back on the apron, he has been split open by the unforgiving steel. Jack cheers for his partner. Gator starts to power out of it, Stank gets annoyed at the cheering Jack so he breaks the hold and charges at Jack and swings wildly. Jack easily ducks the move and grabs Stank by the head and guillotines him on the top rope. Stank staggers backward, Gator is on his feet, he charges at Stank and hits a float over DDT. Both men are down. The match continues back and forth for over twenty minutes. Both teams are exhausted. FFC and Stank are worn out after such a long match and Jack and Gator have been worn down from the beating by the much bigger team. Gator and FFC are in the ring, FFC whips Gator to the ropes and connects with a black hole slam and tags in Stank. Stank is going for the Stankonia, but as he jumps over Gator, OBJ hits the ring and nails him with a clothesline. Jack pulls Gator to his feet and they double clothesline FFC over the top rope. Then Jack and Gator wait, as Stank gets back to his feet, they hit the Call of the Wild! Stank is out! Jack and Gator each grab a leg and keep Stank down for the three count! WINNERS in 37:59 Outback Jack and GatorBait
After the match, Jack and Gator are both down on the mat from exhaustion. FFC slips back into the ring with two chairs. Stank grabs one, and they ambush the exhausted Jack and Gator. FFC slams the chair down across Jack’s back, Stank tries to crush Gator’s head with a chair shot, splitting him oven in the process. Stank then lays the chair across Gator’s head and drops a big leg across the chair knocking Gator cold. FFC pulls Jack to his feet and whips him to the ropes and catches him with a brutal spine buster on the chair. Just then, Corax hits the ring, Hellion is a few steps behind, both have chairs; they chase FFC and Stank from the ring before they can do any more damage.
Ross: What a brutal match! And once again, Capslock and Stank show no regard for human life. These two are monsters, plain and simple. Razz: That makes Jack and Gator’s win all the more impressive. And it also appears that even though they suffered one hell of a beating last week in the cage, Hellion and Corax are not done with Capslock and Stank yet.
<we cut to the back where Beast is storming down the hall randomly destroying things and bellowing at the top of his lungs. Smark stomps around the corner and slams into Beast’s injured arm>
Beast: OW DAMN IT! Watch where the hell you’re going! Smark: Or what? Beast: Or else I will beat your ass all over the state of Alabama Smark: With one arm? HA! What are you the next Zach Gowan? Beast: Who? Smark: Idiot, don’t you read the Internet? Beast: Is that an Apter mag or something? Smark: Look, I don’t have time for this, I gotta find Smoley and find out what the deal is. Beast: <laughing> the deal is, he is probably tired of teaming with your worthless ass. Damn have you ever even won a match? Smark: Are you questioning my ability? I’ll have you know I learned all I know from the Best of Hayabusa video. Beast: who? Smark: You are an idiot. In fact, I am going to make an example out of you, I am sick of all the uneducated morons around here, I am Smark dammit! It’s about time I get some respect around here. I’ll tell you what, since Smoley decided to leave, I think I will send him some company. Beast: what are you talking about? Smark: Next week, at MidWeek Mayhem, me and you, loser leaves OOWF match. I’ll show you what REAL work rate is Beast: <laughing hysterically> Are you serious? Think about this <more laughter> <Smark grabs a nearby piece of pipe and slams it into Beast’s injured shoulder, Beast falls to one knee clutching at his shoulder, Smark waylays him again right across the head, Beast falls to the floor.> Smark: You’re damn right I’m serious. Bitch.
Ross: What the hell is Smark thinking? Is he serious? Razz: What is Beast going to do? What kind of work can a guy who is over six foot tall and over three hundred pound, and has a broken arm get? Ross: What are you talking about? Are you serious? Razz: Well, you heard Smark, he learned from Hayabusa! I am not sure who he is, but it sounds mysterious! Ross: Beast could be in a coma and I still think he could beat Smark. I hope Smark doesn’t have any long-term plans here in the OOWF. Razz: Up next we got us some more tag team action! Hellion and Corax get a shot at 3Piece Set, Ross I am a little surprised that Hellion and Corax got the shot this week after losing their cage match at Blood on the Walls Ross: Well Razz, I am a bit surprised too, but they ARE two time former champions, so their accomplishments speak for themselves, and I have a feeling we will have three time champions tonight! Razz: Wow Ross, going out on a limb there! Lets go to the action!
HELLION & CORAX vs. 3PIECE SET – OOWF Tag Team Title Match
Ax and Hellion start off at a fast pace with Hellion hitting all manners of lucha goodness including a beautiful head scissors into an arm drag. Cole in and is on the defensive until he reverses an Irish whip into a huge belly-to-belly suplex. He drops a couple of elbows then pulls Hellion up just to drop him again with a clothesline. Tag to Ax, who hits a sling shot knee drop to Hellion’s sternum. Ax brawls Hellion down and slaps on a surfboard. Corax kicks him in the ribs, freeing Hellion. Hellion up, but Ax scissors the leg so that he can’t make the tag. Hellion punches free, but even as he turns to his corner, Cole is in with a bulldog. He gets in Corax’s face, prompting Corax to be restrained by the ref while Cole and Ax stomp away at Hellion. Cole in legally now and hits a scoop slam and running elbow drop. Corax breaks up the ensuing pin fall, but his insistence on staying in allows 3PS to double team Hellion, culminating with a power bomb across the knee. Cole tags Ax back in and he kicks Hellion in the ribs a few times before whipping him into the corner. Some stiff rights to the jaw prompt the ref to separate them, leaving Cole free to choke Hellion with the tag rope. As Hellion begins to slump in the corner, Ax murders him with a running knee to the face before tagging Cole back in. Cole snap mares Hellion and kicks him in the face. Corax breaks that up and has had enough. He goes berserk, hitting everything that moves including Hellion and the ref. Hellion gets in Corax’s face. They exchange words until Ax slams a sledgehammer blow to the back of Corax’s head. H and C’s heads collide, sending Hellion stumbling out of the ring. Cole super kicks the staggered Corax and Ax makes a steel mold of Hellion’s head with timekeeper’s chair and rolls him back in. Ref recovers, but amazingly, Hellion manages to kick out. He rallies back with elbows to the gut, then catches a kick and hits RVD’s little step over heel kick to put Cole down. This brings Ax in; who gets toe-tripped into Cole’s lower mid-section. Hellion desperate for the tag and finally gets it. Corax is an arsonist’s dream as he levels Cole with a clothesline; back body drops Ax, then hits a hurricarrana that spikes Cole’s head. Ax breaks it up and all four men slug it out. In the melee, Corax accidentally nails Hellion with a spinning heel kick. As he attends to his partner, Ax and Cole regroup and catch him with a back suplex into a neck breaker. Hellion dives, but the ref’s hand hit the mat for the third and final time just before he can break it up. Winners and Still OOWF Tag Team Champions 3 Piece Set. Hellion offers his hand and Corax slaps it away. Hellion mouths “Fuck this” and leaves. WINNERS in 22:22 and still OOWF Tag Team Champions – 3Piece Set
Razz: WOW some dissention between Hellion and Corax? Ross: It certainly looks that way, that would be a damn shame if these two let things come to blows between them, they are one of the greatest tag teams we have seen in OOWF. Razz: Up next Ross, one of your favorites, Johnny Adrenaline takes on Mark Vander! Ross: Well once again Razz, I think Johnny doesn’t stand much of a chance; this guy is becoming more spineless with each passing week. When he won the title from Concrete he actually showed some determination and desire. Since he won the title, he has been nothing but a coward. I will take great pleasure in watching someone beat Johnny for the title, it may not be professional, but neither is Johnny, and I think Mark Vander is the man who can certainly do it. Razz: Well I admit, Vander has the talent to do it, but he needs to reign in that aggressiveness a bit. Getting yourself disqualified in a title match does nothing toward getting that title around your waist.
JOHNNY ADRENALINE vs. MARK VANDER – OOWF Intercontinental Title Match
Vander takes command quickly, taking Johnny down with three arm drags and a nice dropkick in the opening 30 seconds, sending JA to the floor to regroup. JA comes back in and they lock up. MV grabs a headlock, but JA counters with a high side suplex. But MV flips out of that and takes JA down with a German suplex, and Johnny bails to the floor again. Vander gets a running start and goes for a plancha, but JA sees it coming and rolls back in. Vander lands on his feet however, and rushes back up to the apron, and takes JA down with a springboard cross body block for two. MV follows up with a monkey flip, and Johnny goes to the floor again, drawing some boos from the fans. The champ trades insults with a few people in the front row, but Vander shuts him up with a somersault flip over the top rope.
It is ALL Mark Vander. He picks up Johnny and whips him into the stairs. Then MV does it again. As Johnny gets to his feet, Vander hits a standing dropkick to JA's back, and Adrenaline goes crashing face first into the ring post. Vander rolls in and gets a nice ovation, and the referee begins a ten count, as the hicks in Slapout, Alabama count along. Johnny is barely stirring at four. The count gets to six, and the camera comes around to the far side of Johnny, to check for blood. No crimson for the champion, but he is grinning, apparently attempting to get himself intentionally counted out. Vander sees the camera angle up on the screen and rolls out to bring Johnny back in. Sure enough, Johnny is playing possum, and nails Vander with a cheap punch to the mouth when he bends over to pull him up, and it's Johnny who rolls Vander back into the ring. JA works over the challenger with vertical suplex, and reverses a wild clothesline attempt from Vander into a nice inverted DDT for two. Johnny tries to send Vander to the corner, but Vander jumps onto the second rope as he gets there, springboards to the top rope along the middle of the apron, and hits Johnny with a spinning heel kick. So much for Johnny's advantage. Vander goes back to the top rope, and when JA gets to his feet, Vander comes off with a HUGE flying cross body, but Johnny rolls thru and gets one, and then Vander continues to roll thru and gets a long two as JA gets a foot in the rope.
Johnny pops up and dumps Vander to the floor and then begins arguing with the referee about something, possibly the pros and cons of having Jim Thome on his fantasy baseball team, and Johnny actually SPITS on the official. The referee can't believe it, and goes to call for a DQ, but decides against it, not wanting to screw Vander out of the title that way. Johnny continues to be angry and goes to pull Vander back in, but the challenger hits a sunset flip, and the referee counts a quick two before Johnny can kick out. Johnny flips out again, getting in the ref's face, but this time, Vander hits the Deal Breaker, but Johnny lands under the bottom rope. Johnny rolls to the floor, grabs his title and tries to leave up the ramp, but Vander follows, grabs him from behind and takes him by the hair back to the ring. Vander goes to the top again, and comes down with a flying splash, but Johnny grabs the title and smacks Vander in the face on impact, and the ref has no choice but to call for the bell this time. Winner: by disqualification in 12:36, Mark Vander. Johnny Adrenaline retains the IC Title.
Razz: I know you are going to be hysterical Ross, but here I agree with Johnny, there was nothing he could do to stop Vander tonight, he saved his hide and lived to fight another day. Ross: Just like the honorable champion he is, right Razz? That Johnny is a no good coward. Vander took him behind the woodshed tonight and beat the snot out of him. Vander SHOULD be the Intercontinental champion right now, did you see Johnny was almost in tears during that match, he couldn’t stop Vander Razz: Well, now I wouldn’t say tears, I mean I think that was sweat, but I am sure this showing will get Vander another shot, I would bet the farm that the Rick comes through with that. Ross: Next we have a match that can only be described as a donnybrook. Six men who do not like each other. UnderDawg wants to get his hands on Viper so badly he cannot stand it. Razz: And there are other issues here too, The Devil’s Brigade attacked Microplay and Dragon last week AND helped Viper beat down the UnderDawg, talk about combustible! Ross: Settle in folks, I have a feeling it’s gonna be Katie bar the door!
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