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Post by Office on Dec 1, 2016 2:41:07 GMT -5
Julian Cutlass and Alexander Irvine are seen in their dressing room. Both and getting ready for their upcoming defense of the Pride title - Irvine is cracking his neck and shadow boxing while Cutlass sat on a folding chair wrapping his hands. Both look focused.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Let's do this.
Irvine looks his way and nods, but stops cold and looks at the doorway. Leaning there with his trademark smirk is Ben Chrenshaw, who isn't booked and therefore not dressed for competition. Cutlass looks to him dismissively.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
So, about that headbutt...
Cutlass lets the statement hang in the air, but the only response from the Crippler is his smirk growing.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Never mind. It's not worth it.
Ben shrugs absently, but Irvine stands up and gets in his face.
ALEXANDER IRVINE:
Do you have something to say?
Chrenshaw's eyes jump to Irvine and narrow, the Wolf presses his face against Chrenshaw's face mask. The Crippler's eyes locked on to the Wolf's. Cutlass interjects.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
This will have to wait.
Cutlass pulls Irvine away, but let's his gaze linger on Chrenshaw before returning to wrapping his hands.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Anything else?
Ben smiles at Cutlass' dismissive question.
BEN CHRENSHAW:
I just came to say good luck.
The Crippler smirks and nods at both men before walking away, leaving Irvine staring a hole through him while Cutlass pays him no mind.
The bell sounds and referee Cordell Garner orders the fighters to engage. Wolf Andersen saunters about the ring before daring Noelle Charpentier to lock-up with him and she does, she's not about to back down from the loud mouth. Andersen backs her up into the corner and cracks her over the top of the head, sending her reeling out across the ropes into the adjacent corner. He slams his forearm across her back again and again, driving her down to her knees. Wolf Andersen asks the fans if this is the best Lion's Road has and he gets booed for that. Wolf lines her up in the corner and goes for a running forearm smash, but Noelle dives out of harm's way and lets Wolf crash into the corner before lighting him up with a roundhouse kick. She backs away and then charges in with a European uppercut! Wolf staggers out, leaving Noelle in the corner. She hops up to the second rope and waits.
BASTIAN KRULL:
As you can see, Noelle Charpentier is known for her proficient striking ability. Not a bad skill to have when you're undersized here in Lion's Road.
CHAD GOMEZ:
The Mayor of Kick City? What is Kick City? A radio station?
BASTIAN KRULL:
Charpentier is perched on the second rope. It will be interesting to see what she has in mind - if Wolf Andersen ever turns around.
Andersen finally does and Charpentier leaps off and nails a diving arm drag! Andersen is swung into the opposing corner and she charges in looking for a knee, but he ducks out of the way. Charpentier grabs her knee in pain but is immediately grabbed herself and eats a Russian leg sweep! Andersen stomps away on her as she tries to roll toward the ropes to pull herself back up and get some time to recover but Andersen is relentless. He grabs her and chucks her into the ropes, sending her to the mat with a drop toe hold. He leaps to his feet and stomps her in the small of the back a couple of times before shouting at her to get back up on her feet. She begins to, but it's not fast enough for his liking so he does it for her. He hooks her for a suplex and holds her upside down, but she knees him in the head and he drops her! She backs into the ropes and charges out... blasting him with a running single leg dropkick!
BASTIAN KRULL:
She calls that the Young Death Syndrome!
CHAD GOMEZ:
A bizarre name for a move, but not the worst I've heard.
Charpentier watches as Wolf Andersen struggles to his feet. She grabs the top rope, then leaps onto the second and springboards off... HEADHUNTER'S MARK! The springboard enzuigiri hits all of it! Andersen falls to his knees and Charpentier jumps on his back and clamps on the Crossface Chickenwing or London Falling as she calls it. Andersen's free arm is trapped underneath him, leaving Cordell Garner in a difficult position. He checks Wolf, who doesn't give him a verbal answer and calls for the bell! Noelle Charpentier leaps to her feet and celebrates as we head to commercial.
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Post by Office on Dec 1, 2016 2:44:13 GMT -5
The feed cuts to the outside of the venue where Lions' Road is holding this Thursday's Mane Event to find Becky Chande walking around, camera in tow and microphone in hand. As the camera focuses on her, she approaches a group of young people milling around near the arena door, holding home-made posters.
BECKY CHANDE:
We are here outside the arena in Duluth, Minnesota, and it may not surprise you to know that a large portion of the people in attendance here tonight are behind hometown hero Corey Cruelty. Corey will be facing off against former King of Lions Champion Robb Daniels, and it seems the whole town has turned out to see him!
Chande moves in closer to the group of teens, holding out her microphone to one of them.
BECKY CHANDE:
Are you guys here to see Corey?
TEEN #1:
Uh, yeah. Duh. He's squad.
Another one of the group interrupts:
TEEN #2:
Yeah. And why the fuck is he not main Eevent?! Everybody's here to see him, not those other guys!
TEEN #1:
Yeah. Once that dude gets done, everybody's outta there. Those guys in the last match are gonna be wrestling in front of ten fucking people!
TEEN #2:
Damn straight. Serves 'em right for not putting our main man on Main Event!
Hearing these last, controversial comments, Becky makes as if to pull the mic away, but one of the teens thwarts her by leaning in again.
TEEN #2:
And hey, Corey... if you're listening to this, dude... the squad is here, man. We're pulling for ya! Right guys?
The teen turns to the rest of his group, who all cheer wildly and wave their handmade 'CRUELTY CLUB' signs in the air. The camera focuses on them for a long moment, before returning to Becky, whose smile cannot hide a look of slight puzzlement.
BECKY CHANDE:
Vocal support for Corey Cruelty here in Duluth, ahead of his match later tonight. Back to you at ringside!
We return to the return where Kris Slade and Emperor Ian are finishing their entrance.
JAKE AARONS:
And their opponents! At a combined weight of SEVEN HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT POUNDS... Kraken, Leviathan... THE DARK TIDE!
A voice calls over the PA System "Libérer le Kraken” “Hausse Leviathan! » as the lights darken. A spotlight shines down on the lion's head as Rainbow's "Eyes of the World" begins. Seafoam green mist billows forth from it's nostrils as Eli Buchanan and Jackson Kaiser step forth from the mouth, enthusiastically shaking hands as Eli lets out a bellowing laugh that signals their respective monsters to begin their march to the ring. Choice members of the audience are even seen backing AWAY from the barricades closest to the mammoth superstars, as they lumber down the ring, Kraken removing his helm and placing it on the apron. Leviathan remains listless and fidgety looking in the corner, as Kraken raises his arms and shouts "Aucun survivra!" as steam escapes his helmet.
JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Buster Powell!
CHAD GOMEZ:
I feel like I'm back at the Colosseum! The Dark Tide vs. Kris Slade and Emperor Ian?!
BASTIAN KRULL:
I wonder if Emperor Ian's comments stirred them up any.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Flies make noise, Bas, but you don't really hear them until they're close to you - at which point you usually swat them down.
The bell sounds and while Jackson Kaiser and Eli Buchanan decide who to unleash first and that's their words, not mine. Emperor Ian jumps out of the ring onto the apron, leaving Kris Slade inside and he's crazy enough that he doesn't give a shit. Leviathan is nominated by both managers and creates the most evenly matched match up of the four that is available with Slade only an inch shorter, but sixty pounds lighter. The two men lock horns and Leviathan easily backs Kris Slade into the corner and delivers a knee to the gut to double Slade over and then tries for a clubbing blow to the back, but Slade rushes him and tries to take him down. Unfortunately, Leviathan jumps on the opportunity to clamp on a side headlock and then beal tosses his foe across the ring! Slade lands well enough to quickly get back standing, but Leviathan tags in Kraken which spells all kinds of other trouble for him.
BASTIAN KRULL:
We go from a sixty pound weight advantage to nearly two hundred and fifteen. Yes, Kraken is one whole man larger than Kris Slade weight wise.
Kraken grabs Slade and clubs him repeatedly before he can mount any offense - or maybe in this case, defense. Kraken yells in French, then gets shoved away by Slade. Kraken is barely moved and looks down almost incredulously at Slade, who rocks the big man with a headbutt! Slade nails a rolling elbow that continues to stagger him, then backs into the ropes... SUPERKICK! Kraken falls back into the ropes and stumbles out. Slade tries to use his momentum against him to powerslam him, but Kraken falls on top!
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FOOT ON THE ROPE!
Buchanan cackles about what a stupid man Kris Slade is for prolonging his agony. Emperor Ian looks on from the apron, a bit bored. He notices the camera is on him and grabs the tag rope and half heartedly slaps the turnbuckle to mount some support for Slade, but with neither of them real popular with the fans it's a pretty moot thing to do. Jackson Kaiser shouts to Buchanan while pointing at Ian saying "I believe he wants in on the fun!" and so Eli begins speaking French to Kraken, who looks at Ian and chuckles before peeling Slade off the mat and chucking him outside to make the automatic tag.
CHAD GOMEZ:
It's like getting a new toy and throwing your old one out.
Ian charges in and manages to duck Kraken's swing, he hits a European uppercut and decides to stick and move as Kraken wobbles from the blow. He darts behind him, hits the ropes and nails a spinning heel kick! Kraken is unsteady, but still not falling. Ian charges to his feet, hits the ropes again and nails a jumping knee thrust... Kraken stumbles and Ian improvises by climbing up onto the second rope. He steadies himself waiting for Kraken to get off the ropes... he leaps off for a bulldog! Ian lands on his feet with Kraken's head in the position for the bulldog, but the monster roars as he clamps on the rear waistlock and German suplexes the Emperor out of Ian! The crowd shouts in amazement and terror as Ian lands stomach first on the mat and actually bounces back to a standing position in the corner. Kraken charges in... AVALANCHE SPLASH! Ian crumples in a heap as Kraken backs up, then boots him out of the ring. Kraken goes toward Leviathan to make the tag just as Slade tries sneaking back in the ring and attacks him from behind! Kraken looks mildly inconvenienced by this, and Leviathan comes in while Kraken goozles Slade and chokeslams him! Kraken exits and Leviathan contemplates pinning, but instead yanks him up... HYDRA'S EMBRACE! The backdrop driver is held for the pin and of course it's a three.
CHAD GOMEZ:
You think Black Lion's Road are contemplating handing the belts to the Burning Hammers after watching that?
BASTIAN KRULL:
Not at all.
CHAD GOMEZ:
It's their funeral.
Jackson Kaiser and Eli Buchanan share evil laughs as they point out the carnage that their men left behind as they make their way up the aisle and to the back with their monsters in tow.
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Post by Office on Dec 1, 2016 2:44:22 GMT -5
Pierre Roy is standing in the ring leading the crowd in "EH!" chants and yells something about Minnesota being almost like Canada (in French, of course) but the good times don't last as the first beats of "Head Kicked In" by Riot blares from the speakers and the lion's mouth open, revealing Alexei Smirnov standing with a balaclava to cover his face.
JAKE AARONS:
This bout is to be fought to one fall with a ten minute time limit! Introducing first from Gatineau, Quebec! He weighs in at one hundred and sixty seven pounds... PIERRE ROY! His opponent from Belgrade, Serbia! He weighs in at two hundred and sixty pounds... ALEXEI SMIRNOV!
Smirnov holds something in his right hand, which turns out to be one of those red pyros used in soccer stadiums. He lights it up, twirling it as he walks down the aisle, followed by a red-ish fog, as he walks around the ring, before stepping over the ropes and climbing on the turnbuckle, in concurrence of the last chorus of the song, which he repeats yelling at his opponent, trying to intimidate him. Roy responds with "Pourquoi?" and a small contingent of fans laugh.
JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Brian Shelzi!
Smirnov charges Roy at the sound of the bell, decking him with rights and lefts before sending him into the ropes. He rushes in and clobbers Roy with a back elbow smash that sends him down to the mat in a hurry! Roy tries to get back up and the process is hurried by Smirnov grabbing him up and kneeing him several times before kicking him in the head! Thankfully it doesn't appear that his head is gone or even "kicked in" but Roy topples to the mat regardless after the ACAB. Roy amazingly tries to pull himself up again, but Smirnov's curb stomp puts a quick end to that! Shelzi moves in and covers Roy, calling for the bell!
JAKE AARONS:
Your winner by knockout! Alexei Smirnov!
As the bell rings, Alexei Smirnov rolls out of the ring and snatches a microphone, going once again back in the ring. He looks at Pierre Roy and disrespectfully spits on him. The crowd clearly doesn't take this lack of sportsmanship lightly, and they don't even try to hide it, booing the Hooligan out of the building. Unaffected by all this, maybe even finding a twisted pleasure in their display of hate, he eventually puts his right foot on the motionless opponent's chest.
ALEXEI SMIRNOV:
Three weeks. Three weeks have passed since I decimated Kris Slade. Twenty-one days and this is the best you could come up with for me?
With the sole of his boot he pushes away Roy's head. Shelzi moves closer to help the guy roll out of the ring, far away from the Serbian Fighter. It just takes a look for Alexei to make him reconsider his options and Shelzi dives out of the ring.
ALEXEI SMIRNOV:
You!
He points to Mandeville Nelson, who quickly turns his head left and right almost hoping that someone else would have materialized next to him. Someone who could take his place and be the one Smirnov is actually talking to... But no one is there.
ALEXEI SMIRNOV:
Yeah you... I remember you, one month ago, being the one telling me that I wasn't scheduled to compete. Do you remember? Right after Chuck Cooper unfortunate "accident"...
Not that it was needed to point out the sarcastic tone, but Alexei actually air quoted the last word with his fingers.
ALEXEI SMIRNOV:
Tell whoever is calling the shots around here that I'm tired of fighting nobodies. I beat Slade, I put an end to his misery and what I got from that? Two weeks of vacation for unnecessary violent conduct. You never wanted to hear my side of the story, you never gave me the chance to explain. You think what I did until now was violent? Maybe it was, for your standards...
He picks up what's left of Roy, forcing him back to his feet and holding him by his shoulder. The smile that follows doesn't foretell anything good.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Come on now! Shelzi where the hell did you go!
Alexei grabs the Roy by the back of his neck, pushing his head down and delivering a series of vicious knee strikes to his unprotected face. One of the shots probably caught him right on the nose, causing it to bleed profusely as we can clearly see once the beat down ends. In a flash, right before he collapses, Alexei goes for a kick but Shelzi eats it for Roy! Medical staff leap into the ring and security escorts Smirnov away, but he doesn't go quietly - he keeps talking.
ALEXEI SMIRNOV:
This is just the tip of the iceberg of violence this place is crushing into. You can call it unnecessary, but it doesn't change the fact that's inevitable. I warned you, and I'm giving you the chance to pick who's next. Choose wisely, or watch me sink this place. Just like the Titanic.
He drops the microphone, obviously on the poor guy's chest, before finally leaving.
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Post by Office on Dec 1, 2016 2:44:32 GMT -5
Cut backstage, where we find La Cucaracha emptying the contents of a purse onto the floor of an empty corridor. As a quarter lands with a metallic twang she greedily snatches it, before being interrupted by Lion’s Road’s own interviewer extraordinaire.
BECKY CHANDE:
Excuse me, La Cucaracha. Is that my purse?
LA CUCARACHA:
I found it.
The Canadian Cockroach reaches in one last time, before forking the item over to its rightful owner.
LA CUCARACHA:
I mean I found it and was going to return it to you. With the money and everything, I guess.
BECKY CHANDE:
Thanks! I’m so glad I caught you. For an interview, I mean, and not in the midst of a criminal act. You and Sarah Starr have been warring back-and-forth for the past month, but neither one of you can seem to put the other one away for good.
LA CUCARACHA:
Yeah, spite’s a great motivator when it comes to warring. Whether you win or lose, you ultimately just want to punch the other person some more. Sarah Starr and I hate each other. I hate her because she’s snotty, entitled and has a trophy husband. And she hates me for some reason I can’t quite put my finger on. Maybe jealousy. Yeah, that sounds good. Definitely jealousy.
BECKY CHANDE:
Sure. But spite and punching aside, your victory in last week’s lumberjack match means you’ve earned a shot for the Heritage Championship against Corey Cruelty. The very man who won the title from you back in July.
LA CUCARACHA:
I prefer to focus on the me-being-a-former-Heritage-Champion part and not the the-guy-I’m-facing-already-beat-me-for-the-title part.
BECKY CHANDE:
Not only did Corey Cruelty beat you for the title, but he’s also gone on to make five successful defenses, vanquishing all but his most recent challenger from Lion’s Road entirely.
LA CUCARACHA:
I see where you’re going with this. Corey Cruelty is a serial killer.
BECKY CHANDE:
I was going to say dominant champion.
LA CUCARACHA:
That too.
BECKY CHANDE:
So what’s going to keep you off Cruelty’s ever-increasing list of victims?
LA CUCARACHA:
If it were that simple, I wouldn’t have lost the first time. Corey Cruelty kicked off his reign of terror at my expense. Yeah, I want to be Heritage Champion again, but more importantly, I want to beat Corey Cruelty. I just haven’t worked out the ins-and-outs of how to do it. But like I said, spite’s a great motivator. I might not have held onto the Heritage Championship, but I definitely held a grudge. And the thing about grudges is that they only get grudgier.
BECKY CHANDE:
Would you care to elaborate on what “grudgier” means?
LA CUCARACHA:
Let’s not focus on the definition of a word that may or may not exist. Let’s focus on the fact that if there is one place roaches thrive, it’s in the darkness. So let’s get dark, Corey.
BECKY CHANDE:
Very, and some might say needlessly, cryptic.
LA CUCARACHA:
If this is taped, go back and put some spooky music over my last line.
Cut back to ringside.
BASTIAN KRULL:
And we're back at here at ringside with both Grace Kazoulis and Brody Howitzer inside the ring. A grudge match of sorts as they met in a tag match a few weeks back and Kazoulis wasn't particularly impressed by the tactics employed by Howitzer.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Whatever! He would've had that match won if it wasn't for that dweeb, Emperor Ian!
BASTIAN KRULL:
You must've watched a different match.
Howitzer and Kazoulis meet up in the centre of the ring and engage in a collar and elbow tie-up, they jockey for position before Howitzer gets his leg behind Kazoulis' and shoves her as he trips her - sending her back into the corner with a thud. The B List movie star muscle poses in a mocking display of Grace Kazoulis' prematch routine and the lady doesn't like it one bit! The Minnesota crowd approves of their home state hero though and Grace finds herself in the unusual position of being the one people don't like in this match. Nevertheless, she trudges on and engages in the second tie-up of the match and once again, Howitzer trips her up and shoves her but this time it's into the ropes. Kazoulis doesn't waste any time with his posing this go round though and lunges at him. To his credit, Howitzer immediately clamps on a side headlock and attempts to wrench it in tightly and force her down to the mat but Kazoulis begins powering out of it and trying to convert the hold into a top wristlock. Howitzer turns away from referee Xavier Price and rakes her eyes! Kazoulis yells in pain and Price admonishes Howitzer for it, but can't give him a yellow card because he didn't see it! Kazoulis starts trying to pick Howitzer up off his feet, so he loosens the hold and lets her Irish whip but he counters it and sends her instead. He tries to pick her up for a spinebuster, but she bell claps him and then grabs him in a bear hug! Howitzer starts returning the bell claps, so Kazoulis quickly belly to belly suplexes him to the mat!
CHAD GOMEZ:
I think that bear hug reminded Brody of the time he got grabbed by the irradiated octopus in Honey, the Deep Sea Living Dead are Here.
BASTIAN KRULL:
When did you find time to watch all these?
CHAD GOMEZ:
While the populace is out doing basic things, I venture outside the box and enjoy the finer things on Crackle.
Howitzer scrambles to his feet and collides with Kazoulis' palm! He falls to his knees and Kazoulis applies an arm wringer and wrenches it in deep before transitioning into a standing top wrist lock. Kazoulis transitions back into the arm wringer but Howitzer nails her with the most technical move of all time - a punch to the face! Bob Holly approved! Howitzer backs her into the ropes and feeds her a couple more shots before whipping her out. He goes for the lariat on her return, but she ducks it and hits the ropes again... a SHOULDER BLOCK takes Howitzer off his feet and the fans are none too pleased with Kazoulis for this. Kazoulis makes a quick cover but barely gets a one, so she pulls Howitzer up and while he's on his knees, he grabs Kazoulis and drops her on his knee with an inverted atomic drop! He picks her up again and spinebusters her to the mat! With the fans' support behind him for once, Howitzer backs into the corner and waits for Kazoulis to drag herself to her feet and nails her with a lariat!
CHAD GOMEZ:
That was a... HO--
BASTIAN KRULL:
Don't say it.
CHAD GOMEZ:
HOWITZER~!
Kazoulis tries to get back to her feet again, but Howitzer levels her with several shots to the face then pulls her up. He asks if her she's had enough and her reply is negative, so "Have it your way, baby!" is Howitzer's retort before snap suplexes her to the mat! He floats over for the lateral press, driving his forearm into her throat as he does!
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KICK OUT!
Howitzer tells Price to count faster next time which elicits a "WOW DUDE" of course. The B Lister pulls Kazoulis to her feet and whips her into the ropes once more and doubles over, but Kazoulis stops short and waits for him to stand upright. When he does, a scoop slam follows! Howitzer tries to scramble to safety but Kazoulis grabs him, then locks on an abdominal stretch! Kazoulis really yanks on it! Johnny Weaver would be proud! Howitzer cries out in pain and looks like he might tap, but Kazoulis shoves him to the mat and she back mounts him, clamping on the Law of the Jungle - the Dragon Sleeper! Kazoulis rears back and Howitzer has no choice but to tap to this one! Kazoulis lets go and is bombarded by boos! She quickly makes her exit while Brody protests Price's call, telling him that he's deathly afraid of spiders and there were several coming into the ring! Price doesn't buy it of course and leaves Brody standing in the middle of the ring. The Minnesota crowd lauds him with loud "BRODY!" chants and he lets out a slight smile before dropping out of the ring and heading to the back.
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Post by Office on Dec 1, 2016 2:44:44 GMT -5
Our screens flicker and we are greeted with the opening of JaXED UP's newest advertisement. Different forms of yacht rock fill our ears as our eyes see cans of JaXED UP lay scattered across the floor amongst the discarded pieces of female clothing. As the camera pans around it comes across the nude, but covered body of Black Lion's Road's Lord of the Battlefield, Alexander Irvine. He lays in the bed of a random woman, a deeply satisfied look on her face. Irvine slowly removes himself from her bed and gathers his pants, putting them on slowly.
As he exits the room he walks to the adjoining room. Upon walking deeper into the room of the loft apartment and we zoom in to see yet another naked lady lying on her stomach, satisfied and smiling. He reaches down and grabs his shirt, slowly leaving while dressing himself.
We are greeted with random shots of him doing the same act in other rooms, finding a shoe in a hallway light fixture hanging from the wall. Finally The Wolf stumbles outside, fully dressed, into the light of day with a taxi waiting from him. As he walks towards the cab he hears the sound of several whistles coming from behind and above him. He turns slowly and sees several scantily clad men waving at him, all of which are hold cans of rival energy companies. He shakes his head and then catches out of the corner of his eye, a very large woman wearing only the largest JaXED UP t-shirt money can by. She waves from her window as she tosses his fedora down to him. As it lands in his outstretched hand he falls to his knees.
"NOOOOOO!!!!!!"
The screen fades to black as the JaXED UP Logo comes one screen sporting one of their older flavors as the voice of Irvine hypes the product.
"JaXED UP's newest flavor, Dependapotamus. Because even those that defend our freedoms pay sometimes pay for what happens during their weekend benders."
The cab drives off leaving a trail of emissions behind. As the smoke clears the camera zooms in on a figure and reveals it to be none other than Julian Cutlass. He holds a can of Sick Pythons in his hand and throws up a thumbs up, and a wink. Scene fades.
We join Jeremy Squire vs. La Cucaracha already in progress. Cucaracha is trying to clamp on the cobra clutch, but Squire squirms and is able to reach the ropes without having to endure the submission hold. Referee Robbie Morris orders her back and she starts to back up, then gives Squire a shove after he tries to elbow her while she's backing away. Morris gets in between the two and admonishes them, telling them that he wants a clean, fair fight. Cucaracha insists she is Ms. Clean, before marching back over to Squire who decks her with a forearm to the face! The number one contender to the Heritage title staggers away in pain and Squire begins dancing and then rushes past her to hit the ropes, but an impressive free standing spinning heel kick nearly decapitates him on the return!
BASTIAN KRULL:
Goodness! Jeremy Squire may have received whiplash from that spinning heel kick! The power that La Cucaracha generated from that just standing still was quite remarkable!
CHAD GOMEZ:
Quite remarkable is the fighting spirit of Jeremy Squire. The poor guy eats that and he's still getting up!
BASTIAN KRULL:
Perhaps his college partying has made him impervious to pain.
A replay shows the landing that La Cucaracha had, none too fun and is the reason that she didn't just cover him and seal the deal. She grabs the ropes and yanks herself to her feet while Squire is still six ways from Sunday across the ring as he's crawling back to his feet. She stalks him... watching as he pulls himself up in the corner with his back to her and she darts across the ring, dropkicks him into the corner and then cradles him up!
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3-NO! SQUIRE STAYS ALIVE!
Cucaracha wastes no time at all, she gets up and pulls Squire to his feet... swinging neckbreaker! Squire lands rough, and sits up... Cucaracha yanks him up again, but hooks each arm and swiftly kicks her weight back... HISS OF DEATH! The DDT connects!
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3!
BASTIAN KRULL:
If La Cucaracha can hit that on Corey Cruelty two weeks from tonight in Sault St. Marie, then she can recapture the Heritage title that he beat her for back in July. Both champion and challenger use vicious head spike finishing moves that so far no one has been able to kick out of so maybe, just maybe one of those moves will spell doom on December 15th. Don't go away because we've got Corey Cruelty in action coming up as he takes on former King of the Lions Champion Robb Daniels in a rematch from July 21st!
Cucaracha rolls out of the ring and dishes out some more merch for the Duluth fans, but doesn't get as warm a reception as usual being that it's Cruelty country here in Minnesota.
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Post by Office on Dec 1, 2016 2:44:58 GMT -5
CHAMPION'S CHECK IN
Heritage Champion, Corey Cruelty - 126 days
King of the Lions Champion, Julian Cutlass - 63 days
Pride Champions, Black Lion's Road - 42 days
Iron Champion, James Edwards - 21 days
Backstage, Becky Chande stands by with the Iron Champion, James Edwards.
BECKY CHANDE:
James, tonight you have a chance to become a double champion, does that give you any extra motivation going into the match.
JAMES EDWARDS:
Eh, it's just another fight to me. I mean yeah it’d be cool to be a double champion, but it’s not the first thing on my mind.
BECKY CHANDE:
Just another fight against a team the caliber of Black Lion’s Road?
JAMES EDWARDS:
That’s just the way I approach fights. Ain’t no disrespect meant to Julian and Alexander. Their reputations tell me everything I need to know about this fight, which I need to take it seriously, but I’ve done that with all six so far in this company. So it’s business as usual.
BECKY CHANDE:
Changing gears, many were surprised by your choice of partner in Jacob Hammerstein---
Edwards is clearly annoyed by the question.
JAMES EDWARDS:
I covered that shit in my video that came out two days ago. Y’all need to quit treatin’ Jacob like he is some pathetic three-legged dog. The guy is an unorthodox but very effective fighter. He’s not an underdog; the man has proved it for the last month, win or lose. I think he’ll surprise everyone tonight.
BECKY CHANDE:
Is that a guarantee of victory?
James smiles.
JAMES EDWARDS:
I ain’t gonna fall for that one, Becky.
BECKY CHANDE:
You can’t blame me for trying. Just one more question before I let you go. There is a noticeably larger contingent of protestors in the building tonight compared to recent weeks. Do you think that the recent accusations made about you by AJ Knight have anything to do with it?
Edwards bristles at the name of his challenger.
JAMES EDWARDS:
Of course---
Edwards stops himself. He bites his lip and turns his back to the camera for a moment. Becky braces for the interview to come to an abrupt end, but Edwards turns on his heel with fire in his eyes.
JAMES EDWARDS:
Those people are gonna be here the longer their cause is on the lips of somebody. AJ doesn’t get that. To him, this is some little game he can play to back into a corner. This ain’t a game to me, this is my life. He doesn’t know a fraction of the shit I’ve had to put up with for over two months, things I don’t mention here because that is my personal life and I try to keep that separate from the ring, but, good ole’ AJ, he’s encroachin’ on a part of my world he shouldn’t. I’ve had four people do that to me over the course of my career: Johnny A.M., Mark Smart, Corey Grant, and Dexter Severin. AJ would do well to look up what happened to those guys when they came to put me down.
With that said, Edwards walks off the set and back into the locker room area.
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Post by Office on Dec 1, 2016 2:45:48 GMT -5
Robb Daniels is already in the ring when we return from break, which can mean only one thing - and the Duluth, Minnesota crowd knows what it is as they are loud!
JAKE AARONS:
This bout is to be fought to one fall with a ten minute time limit! Introducing first from Knoxville, Tennessee! He weighs in at two hundred and thirty five pounds... ROBB DANIELS!
Boos echo as a quick camera scan around the venue shows a lot of signs and posters in support of Corey Cruelty. The camera stops on an older woman holding a sign, "I'M COREY'S MOM!" and her daughter holding a Corey Cruelty banner with several other fans. The place gets even louder as DARKNESS COATS US is spoken over the PA system.
COREY! COREY! COREY!
COREY! COREY! COREY!
"Darkness Surrounding" by Avenged Sevenfold and Kassie Dark walks out... then a lone somber figure with his head down emerges behind her. He puts his arms in a X over his crotch before grabbing the Heritage title and yanking it off his waist.
JAKE AARONS:
His opponent from right here in DULUTH, MINNESOTA! He weighs in at two hundred and ten pounds... COREY CRUELTY!
He holds it up high as the place gets even louder! Kassie Dark leads him down the aisle as fans on either side of the guardrail lean in to try and slap hands with them. The usually stoic Cruelty breaks a bit and smiles, handing the belt to Dark before slapping some hands. He reaches ringside and walks around the ring to where his mother and sister are. His sister shouts her admiration while his mom shows it - grabbing him and hugging him tightly. Cruelty squirms out of it, looking a bit embarrassed. Robb Daniels slides out of the ring and attacks Cruelty from behind right in front of his mom!
BASTIAN KRULL:
A characteristically classy move from Robb Daniels.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Look, Bas, Robb Daniels was unbeaten in singles competition for months. In fact, the first time he ACTUALLY lost? When he lost the King of the Lions title to Julian Cutlass back in September. Corey Cruelty beat him by disqualification because our bosses' failed to adequately educate its referees and fighters on the rules inside the squared circle. Anywhere else and a groin shot is an automatic disqualification regardless of whether it's accidental or not. Here, you can be given the benefit of the doubt. When Daniels realized he wasn't disqualified, he did what any intelligent fighter would do and jumped on an injured opponent to finish the job. Since then, Cruelty has bragged about that victory like he earned it.
BASTIAN KRULL:
And oddly enough, the last time Cruelty's family was at ringside for one of his matches was that night against Robb Daniels.
Daniels mouths off to Cruelty's mother after she shouts obscenities at him, then bashes Cruelty's head off the guardrail in front of her. He goes down in a heap and Daniels walks around, soaking in the hatred of the fans. After a full lap around the ringside area, he comes back to Cruelty getting to his feet and double axe handles him back down to his knees. Cruelty tries to get back up, but Daniels yanks him up in a front facelock... knees him in the gut and then lets him fall back down. Daniels grabs him by the arm and goes to whip him into the guardrail, but Cruelty counters it and sends the former King of the Lions in instead! Daniels hits hard, but doesn't get a chance to feel the pain much because Cruelty charges in... and lariats him over the guardrail into the crowd! The contingent of Cruelty fans where they land shout words of encouragement to their hometown hero.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Judging by the lack of sunlight and hygiene, I'd say that's probably the section of fans that was outside whining to Becky earlier about this not being the main event. As though the one chance they have to see someone who actually made it out of Dumpluth, Minnesota and became successful is more important than the big title match.
Cruelty forearms Daniels several times before Xavier Price gets out of the ring, tells both men they'll be disqualified if they don't return. Cruelty chucks Daniels over the guardrail and climbs over after him. The Headliner grabs the ring apron and slides in while a few fans grab Cruelty and hold him up for a moment, but security rushes over and separates them. The Heritage Champion slides in the ring and Daniels charges him, Cruelty lunges forward - headbutting Daniels. The former champion falls back into the ropes and Cruelty catches him staggering out, facebustering him into the mat! The place hasn't quieted down any and Cruelty makes double thumbs down motions with his hands, moving with the chants of his name. Daniels reaches into his tights and a fan sees it and jumps the rail, sliding into the ring. Xavier Price hops on top of the guy before anything can happen and holds him as security rushes to retrieve him. Cruelty's attention is diverted by this and Daniels pulls out the foreign object. He gets to his feet, spins Corey around and goes to use it... but Cruelty blocks it! The roll of quarters goes flying and Daniels gets hoofed in the stomach... OBLIVION PILEDRIVER! The place erupts as Cruelty literally leaps on top of Daniels and hooks the leg!
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Cruelty leaps to his feet and climbs the turnbuckles so fast that he nearly falls over the ropes. He throws his arms in the air in celebration, then leaps over the ropes - jumping off the apron and grabbing Kassie Dark in a big hug!
BASTIAN KRULL:
There will be no disputing that one, Chad! Corey Cruelty picks up the pinfall victory over Robb Daniels, sending him into Oblivion with that piledriver!
CHAD GOMEZ:
That's great, I'll give the kid his due. I'll be even happier if he tells that contingent of his fans to leave early because I can smell their body odour from back here.
Corey and Kassie stand in front of his mother and sister for a photo, as his mom holds up a sign that reads, "THAT'S MY BOY!".
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Post by Office on Dec 1, 2016 2:46:04 GMT -5
A crew of Lions Road staffers are seen rolling a red carpet across the ring, with a pair of director’s chairs soon being brought in after.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Could it be!?
Tears for Fears’ “Everybody Wants to Rule the World” kicks off as a two-inch layer of smoke rolls out of the lion's mouth. Moments later the jeans and sneaker clad talk show emerges into the smoke, but this time something is different - he has a mic in hand, ready to speak before even reaching the ring.
KENNETH STARR:
Greetings, to all of OUR loyal subjects in attendance!
BOOO!!!
KENNETH STARR:
Thank you, thank you. I can tell you’re all super excited! And my wife wanted me to say thanks for the all the cards and well-wishes after OUR hard-fought victory with the monster Kraken over... a pest and a fossil.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Revisionist history in it’s purest form! He must have selective hearing.
CHAD GOMEZ:
With a Minnesota crowd, it'd be nice.
KENNETH STARR:
Now, now, please hold your applause, because I’ve got a question to ask... Wisconsin?
Mercy me, the place gets loud. Starr smiles as the crowd jeers him for that.
KENNETH STARR:
My name is Kenneth Starr, and I am THE definitive VOICE for all things talk in professional wrestling, and I believe…. do you believe in fate? Do you believe, in divine... entities?
The boos resonate among the crowd as they start to gather where he is going.
KENNETH STARR:
I present to you, the future. The franchise. The Incomparable... my Goddess and yours…
‘Superstar’ by Pegboard Nerds/Krewella begins playing as Sarah Starr makes her way out dressed in a form fitting red dress. Kenneth takes her hand in his and the two ‘gracefully’ make their way down the aisle to the ring. Once inside, the lights dim as a single spotlight illuminates the duo, with Kenneth taking Sarah’s hand, placing a kiss on the back of her hand. Much to the displeasure of the now-angry crowd as the lights return to normal.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Such egos.
CHAD GOMEZ:
What? You can't treat your wife with respect without having an ego!?
Kenneth leads her to one of the director’s chairs where she takes a seat. He turns to the crowd and brings the mic up once again.
KENNETH STARR:
See that? That’s how a STARR makes an entrance. Be jealous.
At this point a stuffed giant plush roach makes it’s way through the air, landing on the ring apron but bouncing off and to the floor. The Starrs smirk at the clear missed shot.
KENNETH STARR:
Heh, hope you don’t have aspirations to get into sport, kid. Your throw game needs some work.
BASTIAN KRULL:
The Starrs seem exceptionally riled up tonight... you think it has anything to do with La Cucaracha defeating Sarah last week?
Kenneth starts to continue, until Sarah motions for the mic, to which he happily provides. Sarah brings the microphone to her lips.
SARAH STARR:
Last week I was…
Before she can finish her sentence, her voice is drowned out by the boos from the audience. Sarah looks over at Kenneth and complains that she can’t hear herself talk, prompting Kenneth to raise his voice over the crowd.
KENNETH STARR:
If each of you... ugh... Minnesotans... God what a dump to be in... were smart, you’d allow the true STARRs of Lion’s Road th --
Kenneth can’t even finish the sentence - disrespectful as it were, of course - over the LOUD volume of the Duluth natives. Kenneth rolls his eyes, before looking back to Sarah, crossing his arms and tapping his foot.
KENNETH STARR:
I’ll wait…
Paying him no mind the crowd continues to drown out The Ken Starr Show, almost hijacking the show as it were.
CHAD GOMEZ:
What the heck is this, Occupy Lion’s Road?!
BASTIAN KRULL:
If it means we can get back to wrestling and quit hearing excuses, I'm all for it.
KENNETH STARR:
Disrespectful bunch of rednecks.
BOOO!!!
KENNETH STARR:
ANYWAY, before my wife - and the most beautiful woman none of you could EVER land - was saying, we’ve been around here, we’ve watched everyone else try;
He motions to Sarah with the mic, allowing her to chime in.
SARAH STARR:
And fail! I might add!
He brings the mic back to himself.
KENNETH STARR:
...to get these Title shots and yet the only person on the roster who hasn’t had one...is The Incomparable one herself. And that’s not fair! So, we right now, are announcing our official PROTEST, of Lion’s Road operations, until they do the right thing! Give THE top STARR on the roster what she deserves. Or we’re gonna shut it down!
SARAH STARR:
I mean come on, James Edwards signs here, and is immediately entered into the Iron Road competition against a man that I predicted would be injury prone and be forced out of the company, Johnny Ajax. Why was *I* not given a spot in that competition? The moment I finally get my chance, I have that Cockroach right where I want her and then…
Sarah turns her head to the side, closing her eyes, sneering at the memory of a week ago.
SARAH STARR:
...then Grace Kazoulis of all people reaches into the ring, a place her hand should have been NOWHERE near, and she held my leg, right as I was going to put La Cucaracha down for good. Of course, the referee did NOTHING about it, typical here in Lion’s Road. That distraction cost me not only the match, but my first opportunity at championship gold... EVER, and as Kenneth said, we can’t let that slide. So, here’s how this is going to work. From this moment on, you will NEVER see a Starr inside a Lion’s Road ring, unless…
‘Rooster’ begins to play as the crowd cheers.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Jan van der Roost!?
Jan van der Roost walks out, his right arm in a sling, to greet the crowd. He holds up his left hand and the crowd cheers. Ken and Sarah simply shake their heads in disgust as Jan walks down towards the ring. Climbing up the steps, he gingerly climbs into the ring and looks over at Sarah and Ken with a slightly perturbed look on his face.
SARAH STARR:
What are YOU doing here? Look at you, you can barely hobble to the ring. You’re broken, and I can take credit for part of that. What the Kraken and I did to you, was inevitable. You’re old news, Rooster, and now you’re taking up my time, my spotlight, and ruining MY farewell speech. If you have something to say, I suggest you say it before I slap the taste out of your mouth…
Jan takes a mic from the interior of his sling and looks at Sarah but Ken cuts him off before he can say a word.
KENNETH STARR:
What are YOU doing out here, Van Der Fossil?! After the Kraken DECIMATED you, what more could you possibly have to offer a Starr?! Sarah is right - as usual - the minute you stepped into this arena it got c-c-c-OLD, in here!
Jan looks at the Starrs, both infuriated with his presence, and shrugs his good shoulder.
JAN VAN DER ROOST:
You are right.
The crowd goes silent as he looks over at Ken and nods then looks at Sarah .
JAN VAN DER ROOST:
You are right as well. I was in charge of the lumberjacks and that match is to keep the competitors in, not get involved with the match.
CHAD GOMEZ:
"In charge"!? What an ego!
Jan takes a step towards the Starrs and looks at both of them with a pained look on his face.
JAN VAN DER ROOST:
I don’t have to agree with your tactics or your disdain for 90% of the roster, but the rules are the rules. Grace broke the rule of getting involved, and I did not see it until the next day. It was wrong. I was wrong, and I intend to right this wrong.
He looks over at Ken, trying to give an understanding tone to his words.
JAN VAN DER ROOST:
I’m not doing this because i want to, but because I have to. It is what’s right.
Jan walks over to Sarah and gives an obvious pained sigh of regret and reluctance.
JAN VAN DER ROOST:
You were treated unfairly. And I don’t know if you think I can or will, but somehow, you will get the chance back.
Sarah claps her hand against the microphone, smiling for the first time of the evening.
SARAH STARR:
Congratulations, Jan, you just stated the OBVIOUS! If you would have kept your eyes open last week, Grace wouldn’t have had the chance to rip the Heritage title shot from my hands, so in a way... all of the blame is on YOU!
She takes a step towards the injured veteran, getting nose to nose with him as her eyes lower.
SARAH STARR:
If you ever want to see me in a Lion’s Road ring again, YOU personally, will find a way to make this right.
The ultimate sign of disrespect, she lifts her right hand and flicks his ear, laughing into the microphone.
SARAH STARR:
Is your hearing aid turned up? I said YOU will make this right! Got it?
Jan looks her in the eyes, his emotions being held in check despite the taunts and accusations.
JAN VAN DER ROOST:
I said I was wrong and I WILL make it right. I am not dear, nor am I stupid or blind. I'll get to the bottom of this.
He turns his head to look at Ken.
JAN VAN DER ROOST:
Not because I WANT to see you two in Lion’s Road…
He turns his head back to Sarah, with a determined glare in his eyes.
JAN VAN DER ROOST:
But because it’s proper.
KENNETH STARR:
Hmmmm.
He says, pondering the declaration for a bit before turning to Sarah. The two converse to just each other over it.
KENNETH STARR (to Sarah):
What say you? Is he genuine? Trustworthy? Should we let him prove it…?
SARAH STARR (to Kenneth):
I’m willing to give him a chance, I mean, he might be old, washed up, half the man he used to be, but he’s never lied that I’m aware of. So, Jan...you get one chance, but first, before I give you the luxury of making things up to me, I want to hear you say two words. You know exactly which two words I’m talking about. Go ahead, apologize.
Sarah glares at van der Roost who looks out at the crowd as they begin booing her again.
SARAH STARR:
Don’t listen to THEM, listen to your conscience and do what’s right. You said you were wrong, you messed up, now... apologize for it.
Jan takes a step back and holds up his hand to quiet the booing crowd. He walks back over to Sarah and Ken and looks back and forth between the two. He turns to Sarah and holds his head high.
JAN VAN DER ROOST:
I apologize for not watching what happened and not stopping what happened. I am not sure how, but i will somehow correct this mistake.
Jan takes three steps back and then turns towards the ropes. Gingerly climbing out of the ring, he walks up the aisle then looks back at the two of them, giving a slight nod then turns back to leave the ringside area. A quick shot backstage shows Grace Kazoulis furrowing her brow at the scene unfolding on the television set in front of her.
KENNETH STARR:
Well, I suppose that’s SOMETHING at least...
CHAD GOMEZ:
I think van der Roost's sense of self-importance is out of this world.
KENNETH STARR:
You hold up your end of the bargain, Van Der Fossil! And maybe, just maybe... you might be OK.
Tears for Fears’ “Everybody Wants to Rule the World” takes over the air, intermittently mixed with a downpour of jeers and boos from the Duluth crowd.
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Post by Office on Dec 1, 2016 2:46:11 GMT -5
JAKE AARONS:
This bout is to be fought to one fall with television time remaining and is for the Pride Championship! Introducing first...
The introductions are the cut off by Until the End by Breaking Benjamin and out comes AJ Knight to a very mixed reaction with a microphone in hand. He slides into the ring and poses up on the top turnbuckle before raising the Microphone up to his lips.
AJ KNIGHT:
What did you think you'd get through a Mane Event without seeing me here? But let me say this right off the bat, last week it was not my intention to throw James Edwards over the top rope, I was trying for a flapjack and well... Shit happens. Which is something these morons with the 'Ban the Gospel' signs don't seem to get.
This draws some audible boos from that contingent of fans. A.J goes to the side of the ring they're on and blows them a kiss very sarcastically.
AJ KNIGHT:
You're booing me now, and you're booing that kick, but I guarantee you were the same people who were on their feet cheering last week when I was kicking Edwards' ass all over the arena, and you were damn sure cheering when you saw him hit the floor from the top rope. Pathetic hypocrites every damn one of you.
Another mixed reaction from the crowd.
AJ KNIGHT:
And while we're on the subject of hypocrites, let's talk about those of you who have been calling me one for my words and actions on James Edwards so let's get this straight right now: I am against banning the Violent Gospel, but I still can't stand James Edwards. Honest to God the fact that some of you are too damn stupid to understand the difference between agreeing with someone and being friends with them is laughable. And I also get a lot of questions 'Well why don't you like him AJ'?
A.J chuckles.
AJ KNIGHT:
Well for starters whenever he starts talking I'm worried I'm going to cut myself on that edge, and I'm sure I'm not the only one who thinks so. He takes every damn thing way too seriously, I kind of wonder if he was born with the stick up his ass or if he put it there himself, or maybe he had someone do it for him, I don't know honestly and I don't care. But that's just one reason I don't like James Edgelord.
A significant portion of the crowd begins chanting Edgelord.
AJ KNIGHT:
The second reason is the obvious one: the sheer pleasure he gets out of injuring his fellow man.
This draws cheers from the protesters at which AJ rolls his eyes.
AJ KNIGHT:
Look I know you aren't too bright guys but to review, I'm not on your side. I don't have a problem with him continuing to use the damn move, my problem is with the sheer satisfaction he gets from the ability to hurt people, and from the act of hurting people. Honestly listen to any time he mentions these injuries he sounds prideful. Watch his match with Chrenshaw when he sees the blood pouring from Chrenshaw's nose and tell me he doesn't look satisfied. But I think what annoys me the most is his condescending, holier-than-thou attitude. He seems to think he's had some divine revelation about the nature of the sport of Professional wrestling from God himself. And I am so tired of him looking down his nose at me like I'm nothing! He acts like there's some kind of spiritual connection between him and these four corners! He acts like I'm less of a wrestler than him because I find enjoyment from this business from something other than committing acts of violence on my fellow human beings. He says I still don't get it? What don't I get James? The thrill of the fight? See James, we are two different men, you suppress your emotion, you suppress what's really in your 'burning heart' whereas me? That's where I thrive. I don't tie myself down to cold rationality because the world of wrestling is a world of x factors James, and that James is something you don't get. Next week James, two men, two warring ideologies go face to face with the Iron Title to be determined between the two of them. And James I know I'm in for the fight of my life, I'm in for a war, and I couldn't be happier about that. Because I'm going to come out of it bruised, and battered. And because of that it's going to be that much sweeter when I pin you in the center of the ring and stand over your unconscious body holding that Iron Title high over head. Next week James you'll watch your Violent Gospel fall down around you.
With that AJ drops the microphone and heads to the back to mostly cheers.
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Post by Office on Dec 1, 2016 17:09:15 GMT -5
We join the match already in progress, Cutlass whips Edwards into the ropes and then hoists him up onto his shoulders on the rebound but the Iron Champion slinks out the back door... only for Cutlass to waylay him with the lariat to a tremendous pop! Cutlass rolls to his feet, ready to strike or cover depending on what James Edwards is doing. Edwards groggily gets up, but straightens up when he sees the King of the Lions eyeing him from across the yard. Edwards shakes it off and walks across to Hammerstein, who pats his partner on the back in support. Cutlass reaches back and tags in Alexander Irvine, Edwards is about to turn back to fight but Hammerstein slaps his shoulder and marches into the ring.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Does this guy have a terminal illness? Why is he living like he wants to die!?
Alexander Irvine and Hammerstein look around, marvelling in the raucous Minnesota crowd before tying up in the centre of the ring. Hammerstein is the larger of the two, but size and strength are only as important as the mind behind it and Irvine drops a level and does a marvellous arm drag variation! Hammerstein's momentum carries him to his feet and the first thing he sees is Alexander Irvine's smiling face on the other side of the ring. Hammerstein decides to test himself and offers up a test of strength and it makes Irvine almost giddy to accept it. Once more, Irvine is able to obtain the advantage from some legal trickery, but Hammerstein starts powering up... Irvine kicks him in the back of the knee and disrupts it! Irvine tries to regain control, but Hammerstein crosses Irvine's arms over each other and begins battering the Wolf with his own two arms! The fans pop and chant along as Hammerstein manages to do it seven times before he lets Irvine go! Irvine falls back on his ass and the Minnesota fans have a chuckle at his expense, Hammerstein walks over to James Edwards and tags him in. The Minnesota crowd comes alive for this intriguing match up - Irvine vs. Edwards.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Perhaps most interesting about James Edwards' ascension in Lion's Road is the fact that he didn't collide with any of the bigger names until last week. He went through a gruelling Iron Road tournament, bested AJ Knight in the finals of that and shocked a lot of people when he defeated Ben Chrenshaw - a claim very few can make. So, him locking horns with the likes of Julian Cutlass and Alexander Irvine tonight... it's a great treat.
The two men lock horns, Irvine clamps on a side headlock and wrenches Edwards down to his knees and then quickly takes him over to the mat. Edwards does his best to ensure his shoulders don't touch the mat, keeping one up at all times. Irvine loosens up a bit and Edwards rolls him back into a cradle!
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Irvine rolls him back into the grounded side headlock, but the Iron Champion fights back to his feet and shoots Irvine off into the ropes. Irvine reverses it mid stride and goes for a short clothesline, but Edwards ducks it and goes for the back fist! Irvine ducks it and backs away into his corner, smiling as he does. Cutlass reaches in and Irvine tags him, bringing both singles champions into the bout once more. Well, maybe - Hammerstein reaches in, calling for Edwards to tag him. The Iron Champion shrugs and makes the tag and Hammerstein bounces back into the ring, circling around the King of the Lions briefly before locking up. Cutlass uses his technical skill to best Hammer's strength and backs him into the BLR corner where he begins unloading on him with strikes! He grabs him in a front facelock and tags in Irvine, who rushes in beside Cutlass and the duo hoist Hammerstein into the air with a double brainbuster! Irvine rolls back out of the ring to make Cutlass the legal man once more and the champion covers!
1-KICK OUT!
The crowd gasps as Hammerstein kicks out so soon, Cutlass yanks him off the mat onto all fours and clamps on the front facelock again. Hammerstein manages to slip out and reverses it into a grounded hammerlock, but Cutlass fights up and rolls forward to slip out of it with ease. Hammerstein makes the mistake of being too eager and bounds after the champion, eating a kick to the gut and getting put back in the front facelock again. Cutlass backs into his corner where Alexander Irvine tags himself back in, the two take turns teeing off on poor Hammerstein before Cutlass exits and Irvine dishes Hammerstein across the ring! Hammerstein's momentum is used against him as Irvine executes a crisp Northern Lights suplex! He springs to his feet, leaps onto the middle rope and moonsaults onto Hammerstein to complete the Wolfsault!
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2-KICK OUT!
CHAD GOMEZ:
I don't care how gutsy you are, Bas, Hammerstein is being stupid kicking out of these pins so early. You use the two count to conserve as much energy as possible and Hammer is doing the exact opposite!
BASTIAN KRULL:
Especially when you consider the man isn't known for his cardiovascular conditioning, I can't help but feel like this is going to hurt he and James Edwards the longer this match continues. That said though, Hammerstein has a great never say die attitude and never ceases to amaze me.
Irvine scoots back to his corner where he reaches up and tags in Cutlass while Hammerstein rolls close enough to Edwards that the Iron Champion is able to tag in. Once more, the singles champion gaze across the ring at each other before Edwards opens up with a leg kick, he knocks Cutlass off balance and swarms with a flurry of strikes! Cutlass falls to the mat and the crowd gasps as Cordell Garner backs Edwards off as Cutlass pulls himself up in the corner looking half annoyed, half impressed. Edwards rushes him as soon as he comes out of the corner and the two clinch up, jockeying for position but it's Edwards who Sambo suplexes the King of the Lions across the ring! He gets up and drops a knee across Cutlass' face and makes a quick cover!
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Edwards pulls Cutlass up and runs him into Hammerstein's knee in the corner! Cutlass falls to the mat and the tag is made, Hammerstein comes back in and peels the King of the Lions off the mat... sidewalk slamming into a lateral press!
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Cutlass rolls onto his stomach and gets stomped on by Hammerstein, who pulls the champion to his feet and chops him! Cutlass falls back into enemy territory and gets chopped again to send him into the corner. Hammer tags Edwards back in and the newly formed duo each grab an arm and whip Cutlass off the ropes and across the ring. Edwards cuts him off halfway with a fireman's carry and Hammerstein splashes him! The big man exits the ring so Edwards can make the cover, but he only earns a two count. Edwards pulls Cutlass up and shoots him off the ropes... he goes for a a back fist again, but Cutlass ducks it and backdrop suplexes him! Edwards slaps the mat and fires up to his feet, but so to does the King of the Lions who turns the Iron Champion inside out with a lariat! Both men are down and Cutlass is crawling toward Alexander Irvine. Cutlass stops... looks at Edwards... and jumps on top... NAGATA LOCK III! Edwards cries out in pain as Hammerstein rushes in, but so too does Alexander Irvine. The Wolf tries to cut him off, but a big tomahawk chop stops him dead in his tracks! Cutlass lets go of the hold and cold clocks an unsuspecting Hammerstein with a Yakuza kick! Cutlass turns around and clamps on the hold again! Irvine gets up and kicks Hammerstein out to the floor and stands guard while Cutlass wrenches the hold in tight! Edwards flails his legs wildly, finally draping one across the bottom rope and forcing Cordell Garner to call a break. Cutlass gets up and tags in Alexander Irvine, who comes in, pulls Edwards up and holds his arm out, placing a hand on his shoulder and begins teeing off on the arm with kicks! Edwards falls to the mat and Irvine tags Cutlass back in, who shoves Edwards into the corner and lights up his midsection with kicks!
CHAD GOMEZ:
Now these guys are tag team specialists, Bas! You hear a lot of veterans tell you to take out the weakest link, but look at Black Lion's Road - they're tearing apart the alpha so that all they're going to have to deal with is Hammerstein!
BASTIAN KRULL:
I still think you're selling Hammerstein short.
Cutlass clamps on a side headlock and goes to hip throw Edwards across the ring, but Edwards blocks it and instead... GERMAN SUPLEX INTO THE CORNER! Cutlass takes a nasty bump and James Edwards crawls toward his corner, looking for Hammerstein... he leaps... THE TAG IS MADE! Hammerstein comes flying into the ring and grabs Cutlass' leg just as he's inches away from tagging in the Wolf. Hammerstein knee drops him then leaps up, hits the ropes... SENTON! Hammerstein gets up and slaps his belly, Kamala style and hits the ropes... BIG SPLASH! He hooks the leg!
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IRVINE SAVES THE DAY!
Irvine drills Hammerstein in the back of the head with an elbow, sending him rolling out to the apron and onto the floor. James Edwards comes back in and greets the big, bad Wolf and the two have quite the striking exchange! Edwards blocks a punch and waylays Irvine with a back fist! He nails two or three more on Irvine and sends him crashing to the mat. Cutlass is trying to pull himself up in the corner and Edwards rushes over... REVERSE EXPLODER! THE HALF CUT KAI! Cutlass lands on his stomach so he doesn't see it, but seemingly neither do most of the crowd because the pop that Hammerstein gets for flying off the top rope and nailing a big splash is huge! Edwards lays on the mat trying to catch his breath while Hammerstein holds his sides next to Cutlass. The crowd yells PIN! PIN! PIN! and Hammerstein lunges on top!
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3-NO! IRVINE DIVES ON TOP!
Hammerstein rolls off of Cutlass and gets pummelled by Alexander Irvine, Cutlass rolls toward the apron and Edwards is trying to pull himself up on the ropes. Irvine grabs Hammerstein and hooks him up for the Flawless Plex, but Hammer blocks it! Irvine lets go and Hammerstein chops him! Edwards steadies himself on the ropes and looks to be lining up Irvine, Hammerstein chops him again and Irvine spins around... CUTLASS BLAZIN' KICKS EDWARDS! Hammerstein charges forth for a lariat, but Irvine drops to his knees... Hammerstein bounces off the ropes... BATTLE CRY! All of Irvine's weight behind the flying forearm results in him nearly landing on Hammerstein's head! He jumps on top, Cutlass more or less collapses on top of Irvine in a dog pile!
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The bell sounds but none of the four wrestlers move. Each physically exhausted, each beaten as good as they gave it. Referee Cordell Garner grabs the Pride titles as the Minnesota crowd soaks the four men in adulation for the excellent bout. Cutlass pulls himself up, grabbing Alexander Irvine as he does. The two members of Black Lion's Road are given their respective title belts.
BASTIAN KRULL:
What a war! These four men gave everything they had to capture championship gold and it's the veterans, Julian Cutlass and Alexander Irvine - Black Lion's Road - that retain the belts and match the Streak's record of one defense. I don't think they'll tell you it was easy either because they don't look like they came out the winning end, James Edwards and Hammerstein proved themselves as a formidable team and battled to the final bell. Unfortunately for them, the tag experience edge won out. However, as the Burning Hammers grow as a team... I think another crack at these belts down the line won't go like tonight did for them. They have the tools, they have the potential.
Alexander Irvine is almost set to leave the ring when Cutlass stops him and the duo turn around to face James Edwards, who's helping Hammerstein to his feet. Cutlass extends his hand and looks at Irvine to do the same, the Wolf reluctantly does so and the four men shake hands as the show goes off the air.
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Post by Office on Dec 1, 2016 22:15:08 GMT -5
12/8 - Thunder Bay, Ontario
- Showcase Bout featuring Brody Howitzer
- Showcase Bout featuring Sarah Starr
- Emperor Ian vs. Noelle Charpentier
- Jan van der Roost vs. Alexei Smirnov
- Ben Chrenshaw vs. Hammerstein
- Iron Title Match:
James Edwards defends vs. AJ Knight |
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