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Post by Office on Jan 26, 2017 3:12:17 GMT -5
JAKE AARONS:
And his opponent from San Antonio, Texas! He weighs in at two hundred and forty five pounds... ROB DRAVEN!
Draven slides into the ring and immediately gets the boots put to him by Alexei Smirnov. Draven manages to fight to his feet, but gets forearm clubbed repeatedly as he does! Smirnov pushes him into the ropes and whips him across the ring into the opposite set of ropes, the Hooligan tries to hoist him up for a Gorilla Press but Draven is able to slip out and nail a punch to the gut followed by a huge headbutt! With the big Serbian staggered, Draven grabs him in a full nelson and impressively slams him down to the mat to complete the Slaughterhouse! Smirnov rolls out of the ring upon impact, choosing to recover on the floor and not let the thirty three year old dish out any more damage. Draven raises his right fist into the air as Smirnov takes a walk, only serving to irritate the Serbian even more! Smirnov slides back in, but gets treated to the same kind of introduction that he gave Draven - stomps! Smirnov fights through it and gets to his feet, but Draven grabs him and sends him into the ropes! He goes for a body shot on the rebound, but Smirnov rakes the eyes as he absorbs the blow! He gets admonished by referee Buster Powell, but it's naturally blown off. Smirnov hits him with a couple shots to the gut of his own before headbutting him, sending Draven reeling into the corner.
SAM HEWITT:
Alexei Smirnov on the advantage now after it was all Rob Draven to begin the match. All it took was an eye rake.
Smirnov slams Draven's head off the turnbuckle and then throws him between the top and middle ropes to the floor. Smirnov follows him out, disregarding Powell's orders to stay in the ring. The Corpse tries to crawl to the guardrail in an attempt to pull himself up but the Hooligan stomps him! He repeatedly stomps him until Draven is flat on his stomach once again! Alexei Smirnov pulls him up and whips him into the guardrail where Draven hits hard! Smirnov turns and snarls at a fan who's antagonizing him, reminding him that "Grace suplexed your ass!" which of course draws his ire, as security is forced to step between the two arguing parties. Smirnov turns his attention back to Draven and charges forth across the floor... he leaps into the air, but Draven pops off the guardrail and catches Smirnov in mid-air... SPINEBUSTER ON THE FLOOR! The fans chant HOLY SHIT as Smirnov's head smacks the floor mats with a thud! Draven pushes himself off of Smirnov's body and staggers to his feet. Referee Buster Powell exits the ring to check on Smirnov and decides he's OK to continue, so Draven peels him up off the mat - no easy feat - and rolls him back inside the ring.
SAM HEWITT:
Referee Buster Powell making a judgment call there by exiting the ring and checking on Alexei Smirnov to ensure he hadn't been knocked out. Smirnov apparently answered Powell's questions sufficiently enough to allow this bout to continue.
CHAD GOMEZ:
I can just imagine what the Hooligan's answers were...
SAM HEWITT:
And although he wasn't knocked out, he may not have enough left in the tank to kick out...
Draven slides inside and covers!
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3-FOOT ON THE ROPE!
Powell counts three, not seeing the foot on the rope! Draven gets up and rolls out of the ring before getting his hand raised by Buster Powell, while Alexei Smirnov turns onto his side and slaps the mat in frustration and tries to argue his case. Powell tells him he didn't see it! Draven heads to the back as Smirnov slides out of the ring, grabs a chair and chucks it across the timekeeper's table - clearing it like a magician! Security wrangle him as we head to commercial.
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Post by Office on Jan 26, 2017 15:39:47 GMT -5
We return from break with a replay of the finish of the opening match, showing Alexei Smirnov getting his foot on the rope just as Powell's hand hits the mat for the three count.
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
As you can see, a close call - it's not one that I'd personally rake Buster Powell over the coals for because it was simultaneous. His hand was almost grazing the mat when the foot came up, hitting the three count just as the foot hit the ropes. I have not heard anything back from head office to dispute the call - not that we usually do, but I do not think we have ever had anything this close. So, let us proceed! Sam?
SAM HEWITT:
Thanks Mandeville! I understand that Becky Chande is backstage for an exclusive interview.
Chande is backstage in front of a Lion's Road banner.
BECKY CHANDE:
I'm joined at this time by Iron Champion James Edwards and what many fans are calling the people's champion, Hammerstein! Obviously guys, this has been a trying week for you as a team considering everything that's gone on from Holly Buchanan slapping El Hijo de Pollo and the subsequent attack, Officials banning her indefinitely from events and this past Sunday, I understand you two battled it out for the first time over the Seattle Pro Championship. What's going through your mind?
Hammerstein steps up to speak, face red as he stares crossly at Chande.
HAMMERSTEIN:
Listen, it seems to be dat ever'body be forgettin' dat it was that Chickenman dat provoked Holly into slapping da taste out his mouth, but dat's okay by us 'cuz Holly don't regret dat one bit. She gon' do a whole lot worse den dat when she's recovered. This whole deal wit da promotion bannin' Holly ain't no make no sense to me, and I ain't exactly sure what behest sup'posed to mean, but if it mean that horse's ass Eli put 'em up to it...
Hammerstein shakes his head.
HAMMERSTEIN:
I don't buy dat booty chatter one bit. He don't care 'bout Holly, he just wanna make us miserable!
BECKY CHANDE:
What about your match opposite of your very own partner this past Sunday?
HAMMERSTEIN:
Well, I can say first hand dat da Violent Gospel is a badass kick. All dem protesters cryin' and whinin' 'bout it ought to take one of dem themselves, dat way de know just what they be protestin' against! But I know why my brotha from anotha motha did what he did. He talk about bein' consumed with rage, 'bout bein' the Burnin' Heart and wantin' ta help me work all dat stuff out...
Hammer sighs, Edwards pats him on the back.
HAMMERSTEIN:
Every time though... EVERY TIME I got close ta puttin' dat stuff deep down outta sight, I get dat mental picta of da Chickenman grabbin' my Holly 'round da neck... and ya know what dat makes me wanna do, Becky girl!? It make me wanna hunt chicken! It make me wanna wring his neck! I tried takin' da high road, like my partner say to do, but I think sometimes ya gots to make a detour and take low road no matter how mean an' nasty it is.
James Edwards looks at Hammerstein, then looks away, shaking his head and rolling his eyes and this is not lost on Becky.
BECKY CHANDE:
James, do you have anything to add?
JAMES EDWARDS:
Nah, not really.
BECKY CHANDE:
The situation with Holly is obviously divisive, you have to have something to say about it?
Edwards looks back at Hammerstein. His partner look like he wants to be anywhere but here after Chande’s question.
JAMES EDWARDS:
Listen Becky, even I did have an opinion on it, it just ain’t helpful for me to chime in on somethin’ like that, you know?
Chande nods to indicate she understands.
JAMES EDWARDS:
This is a personal situation for Hammerstein and I ain’t gonna make things worse by throwin’ more piss on it - I’m just gonna stand by my brother.
BECKY CHANDE:
But won’t your presence potentially make it all the more combustible?
JAMES EDWARDS:
Maybe.
BECKY CHANDE:
Maybe?
JAMES EDWARDS:
Only if the Chicken and the Reds feel like makin’ the jump to that point. Their day will come, but I don’t see the point in actin’ as a greasy as they do either. If the Burnin’ Hammers are gonna go to war, then we’ll do this the right way, in the ring and not in stands.
Behind him Hammerstein frowns. Neither Becky or Edwards see him, however.
BECKY CHANDE:
Switching gears, are there any plans for you to defend the Iron Championship before the end of the tour?
Edwards shrugs.
JAMES EDWARDS:
I mean I’d like to, but ain’t nobody really stepped up….
Edwards trails off and his eyes fixate on something in the distance. Soon enough the reason is obvious, a familiar face at the tail end of recent interviews involving the Iron Champion: the Mayor of Kick City.
JAMES EDWARDS:
Why do you keep doing this?
Charpentier shrugs.
JAMES EDWARDS:
What do you want?
Charpentier shrugs but then speaks.
NOELLE CHARPENTIER:
It’s not what I want, it’s what you want. See you around, champ.
Edwards, Hammerstein, and Chande simultaneously eye each other in confusion as the cryptic Charpentier walks off heading to only God knows where as the show goes to break.
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Post by Office on Jan 26, 2017 15:49:15 GMT -5
The intro of Roy Jones, Jr's "Can't Be Touched" hits and Grace Kazoulis emerges from the lion's mouth, walking slowly toward the ring with her head bobbing in sync with her music. She stops just short of the ring steps to take off her sunglasses and secures them inside her jacket before removing it and handing it off to a stage hand.
JAKE AARONS:
His opponent from Mount Olympus! She weighs in at one hundred and seventy five pounds... GRACE KAZOULIS!
She climbs the stairs and gets into the ring before heading to a corner and begins rolling her shoulders to work out the last few kinks before she begins modelling her physique.
JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Robbie Morris!
The bell sounds with Grace Kazoulis and Kris Slade trading trash talk, Slade gives Kazoulis a dismissive shove and she responds with a slap across the face! Grace then shoves Slade to the mat! The crowd pops as Slade rolls out of the ring, slaps the apron in frustration, grabs the guardrail and shakes it and then threatens a fan! Grace walks up to the ropes, sits on the middle one and invites Slade to come back inside. Slade flips her off and takes a lap around the ring before sliding back inside. They finally lock-up and the size advantage forces Kazoulis back into the corner... Slade is told to break it up by Robbie Morris but he instead nails her with a knee lift! Morris admonishes him for it and Slade turns to argue back, but Kazoulis reaches up and grabs Slade, throwing him into the corner where she begins chopping the hell out of him! She grabs a hold of his wrist and yanks him out of the corner right into a PALM STRIKE! Slade goes down to the mat in a hurry, then gets pulled right back up... she whips him across the ring into the opposing corner. He staggers out... BEAR HUG!
SAM HEWITT:
An impressive display of strength from the 5'8", 175lbs Grace Kazoulis... she's got Kris Slade who stands about 6'5 and weighs roughly 230lbs... in a bear hug!
CHAD GOMEZ:
What a show off!
Having proven her point, she drops Slade back on his feet and immediately scoop slams him! He arches his back in pain and rolls onto his stomach, but this proves to be a bad idea as she clamps on the mounted Dragon Sleeper! The Law of the Jungle! Slade taps!
SAM HEWITT:
An impressive win for Grace Kazoulis! She told me this morning that the manner in which she wins this bout would be dedicated to all of those people who said she wouldn't rebound from her first round loss to La Cucaracha in the Heritage Cup.
Kazoulis holds it a second or two longer than necessary and drops Slade to the mat. She gets her hand raised by Robbie Morris and exits the ring, slapping hands with some young fans and even signing an autograph or two.
We cut backstage to see Becky Chande standing in front of the Red Army's locker room.
BECKY CHANDE:
Hey again! I'm hoping I'll be able to get a word from Eli Buchanan ahead of Kraken's match here in a few moments...
Eli Buchanan walks out, Kraken in tow.
BECKY CHANDE:
I was wondering if you'd be able to update us on the condition of your sister, Holly following the attack by El Hijo de Pollo last week?
Eli sighs and doesn't look like himself today, almost withdrawn.
ELI BUCHANAN:
Uh... well, Holly's fine. Just a minor injury according to doctors and she should be cleared to fulfill her commitments elsewhere in 6 to 8 weeks. Unfortunately, I don't think Holly has anyone to blame but herself for what happened to her.
Chande looks a bit surprised.
ELI BUCHANAN:
She was here last week as a fan and she put her hands on a fighter and suffered the consequences for it.
BECKY CHANDE:
Is that why you and Lion's Road officials made the decision to ban her from future events?
ELI BUCHANAN:
Yes, my sister is... too competitive, too energetic. Our family has a great competitive spirit and it's too great to allow herself to simply sit in the audience and enjoy the events as a fan. So as her older brother, I feel it's my obligation to protect her... from herself! Not only would allowing her to continue to attend events become a liability to the promotion should she cause any further incidents with fighters here but she also stands the risk of further injury.
Eli laughs to himself and shakes his head sadly.
ELI BUCHANAN:
Do you know what the saddest thing is, Becky? It's clear as day that Jacob Hammerstein never once considered the consequences of letting Holly attend last week's event. He's known her for over a year and certainly knows what type of woman she is... and yet, he willingly put her in harm's way. Yes, I want my revenge on El Hijo de Pollo for what he did to my sister but it was that big dope's lack of foresight that is to blame for Holly's injury. Because of HIM, my legal team recommended I write a formal apology to Lion's Road on behalf of my family, but also...
Eli's eyes flare up with anger.
ELI BUCHANAN:
To that son of a bitch, El Hijo de Pollo.
The former Tiger Mask Red takes a deep breath and puts his fedora on.
ELI BUCHANAN:
Now if you'll excuse me, it's time for Kraken to make another victim...
Kraken grunts and the two start to walk off, but Becky chases them down.
BECKY CHANDE:
Actually, I had one more quick question...
Buchanan motions for her to ask it as they stop.
BECKY CHANDE:
After last week's hard fought bout against the BLR and AJ Knight's absence tonight... is the Red Army dead?
Buchanan chuckles and puts his glasses on before walking off with Kraken.
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Post by Office on Jan 26, 2017 16:06:26 GMT -5
JAKE AARONS:
His opponent from Ungava Bay, Quebec! He weighs in at four hundred and fifty pounds... KRAKEN!
Eli Buchanan hops off the apron, leaving Kraken inside the ring with poor Pierre Roy.
JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Brian Shelzi!
CHAD GOMEZ:
I can't believe that Pierre Roy actually requested this match! Is he dumb!?
SAM HEWITT:
I think he was excited about the prospects of fighting another Quebec born fighter in Canada.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Is he dumb!?
Kraken immediately backs Pierre Roy into the corner upon the sound of the bell and begins clubbing him with body blows! He grabs Pierre and tries to hip toss him out of the corner, but Roy lands on his feet! Roy rushes in and dropkicks Kraken! It has little effect on him, but Roy leaps back to his feet and slams some forearms into Kraken's skull. It's reminiscent of smacking someone with a pool noodle after taking the hard stick in the middle out - just annoying! Kraken winds up and slaps Pierre Roy down to the mat with a big right hand! Kraken pulls him to his feet... goozles him... and slams him down to the mat with a chokeslam! He doesn't even drop for the cover, just puts a foot on his chest!
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Kraken leans over and grabs Pierre by the mask and pulls him to his feet, Shelzi tells him to let go of him and that the match is over! Kraken decides he doesn't understand English and goozles him again despite Shelzi trying to intervene. The Smith's "Panic" hits and the crowd pops...?
SAM HEWITT:
We haven't seen him since he attacked Matt Pulver... what could Ben Chrenshaw want now!?
Chrenshaw emerges from the lion's mouth, slowly but surely. He's dressed in his signature suit and has the same chair he struck Matt Pulver with judging by the damage that adorns it. The fans continue cheering as Chrenshaw sets the chair on the broadcast table, removes his suit jacket and rolls up his sleeves. He grabs the chair and marches down to the ring, Kraken throws Pierre Roy down and readies himself for this fight. Shelzi gets out of dodge
CHAD GOMEZ:
I'm as big a Ben Chrenshaw fan as the next guy. He's a cold, calculated fighter... but I think he's miscalculated if he thinks he's going to stop Kraken!
Chrenshaw slides into the ring as Eli Buchanan gets in between him and Kraken. Buchanan tells him to think about what he's doing... Chrenshaw just smirks and readies the chair. Kraken shoves Eli out of the way and the two go face to face to a thunderous pop! Kraken motions for him to hit him... and turns his back, hands up. Buchanan looks on in horror from the mat... Chrenshaw winds up... AND CRACKS PIERRE ROY AS HE'S TRYING TO GET UP! Eli Buchanan cackles as he gets to his feet, Chrenshaw drops the chair with a sickening smirk and he and Kraken both stomp on whatever life is left in Pierre Roy!
ELI BUCHANAN:
You expected BEN CHRENSHAW to care about the well being of... him!?
Buchanan gets in a stomp himself as the two fighters laugh.
ELI BUCHANAN:
Last week, my Red Army challenged Black Lion's Road for the tag titles and came up just a wee bit short due to some inexperience from one of our members. Ever since then, my Twitter feed has been bombarded by fans asking if my experiment was over. I ditched Leviathan... surely I'd ditch AJ, right? Let me tell you all something... simply because you lose a battle, doesn't mean you're going to lose the war. Like any good general, I strengthened my army... I recruited myself a CAPTAIN! I chose a man who's sick and twisted mind makes my own thoughts seem like a fairy tale in comparison! A man who's only joy is twisting your body in ways it just wasn't designed to go! All just to hear you scream in pain. So I introduce you to the man who will help bring championship gold to the Red Army in 2017.... THE CRIPPLER! BEN CHRENSHAW!
The fans boo as Chrenshaw, Kraken and Eli Buchanan all raise their arms in unison as the show goes to commercial.
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Post by Office on Jan 26, 2017 16:10:19 GMT -5
LION'S ROAD ON TOUR
2/16 in Amherstburg, Ontario
2/23 in Toledo, Ohio
3/2 in Sandusky, Ohio
3/9 in Cleveland, Ohio
3/16 in Erie, Pennsylvania
3/23 in Buffalo, New York
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Post by Office on Jan 26, 2017 16:11:58 GMT -5
As the fans and ringside staff prepare for the next match, they are all caught off guard as “Tired” by Stone Sour begins playing through the PA system signifying the arrival of “Serious” Justin Seville. The fans in attendance respond in kind with a chorus of boos and the odd (empty) beer cup thrown near the entrance way. Seville steps through the lion's mouth in a black denim jacket and black suit pants. He looks around, taking a pair of sunglasses off of his eyes as he smirks at the crowd’s disdain for him. He continues down the aisle, mouthing off to the odd fan. He rolls into the ring and “retrieves” a microphone from Jake Aarons. As he stands in the center of the ring and fans continue to boo, his music stops and he defiantly raises the microphone to his lips, not caring if the fans are finished or not.
JUSTIN SEVILLE:
I told you all that I came to Lion’s Road for a fight. Honestly? That hasn't happened yet. I have asserted my dominance over the course of my first two matches and the results were never really in question. There is no honour or sense of accomplishment in defeating such scrubs the likes of Kris Slade or Noelle Charpentier. I proved they aren't even fit to lace up my boots!
CHAD GOMEZ:
I like his zest, Sam.
JUSTIN SEVILLE:
Many people credit Lion’s Road with having a unique product as well as one of the toughest rosters in the world. So far I cannot exactly agree with that. Unlike certain “athletes” I do not need weapons to strike fear into my opponents. I do not need to play some sort of mind game or any of that. The most dangerous weapon I have is the best piledriver in Lion's Road and, well... this.
Seville points left index finger at his forehead.
JUSTIN SEVILLE:
My mind. For all intents and purposes, it is the great equalizer when you step into the ring with me. There isn't a soul alive that can contend with me on that level. I think I've proven that thus far here in Lion’s Road. So basically I've come out here tonight to issue an open challenge of sorts. I want someone to come out from the back and try and prove me wrong. Give me some excitement. I am the toughest man in this company. I have the brutal intestinal fortitude to put down anyone who wants to get in my way. After I prove that this is 100% fact, and once again prove that nobody is going to stop me from going straight to the top, there will be nothing stopping the higher ups from granting me with what I truly deserve.
Seville motions around his waist that he wants a Championship, reminiscent of what he did following his pinfall victory over Noelle Charpentier last week.
JUSTIN SEVILLE:
A title shot.
The fans boo loudly once more, not wanting this man anywhere near any of the prestigious Lion’s Road Championships.
JUSTIN SEVILLE:
So, who will it be? Who dares to test me? Who has the gall to step between these ropes and tell me that I'm full of it? That I am not the toughest man around here? Hmm? Who is the ignorant soul who wants to tempt fate here tonight?!
Seville psyches himself up as he begins pacing back and forth in the ring. He can be heard yelling “come on!”. He stops dead in his tracks as “Head Kicked In” by Riot blasts through the PA system and the crowd erupts!
SAM HEWITT:
Looks like we're about to see Alexei Smirnov for the second time tonight...
CHAD GOMEZ:
Somehow more pissed off than the first time, too.
Smirnov quickly covers the distance between the lion's head and the ring, sliding in and immediately getting in Justin's face, gritting his teeth. Seville seems far from being impressed, staring back at the Hooligan with his typical cocky smirk. Alexei puts his hands on his chest and pushes him back. Justin's condescending smile disappears, as he returns the favour jostling the Serbian fighter. Smirnov chuckles, moving closer to Seville and, with a swift movement, snatching the microphone from his hand.
ALEXEI SMIRNOV:
Toughest man in the company huh? A fighter... You?
Again that creepy grin.
ALEXEI SMIRNOV:
All I see is a big mouth, who already thinks he's the toughest son of a bitch around. I heard you talking, and talking, and talking... But the only part of your speech that actually made sense to me, was when you issued a challenge. If that's what you crave, Seville... I'll gladly oblige!
Dropping the microphone, Alexei launches himself on Seville, pushing him in the corner and raining punches on his face and midsection.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Like all pleasant conversations these days, this devolved into a brawl real quick!
Justin tries to protect himself with his arms, looking for an opening on the Hooligan defense and surprising him driving his knee to the stomach. As Smirnov staggers back, Seville charges at him and takes the big man down. Alexei quickly rolls him over, mounting over him and wrapping his arms around his throat. Lion's Road enhancement talents are running down the aisle, quickly sliding into the ring and pulling Smirnov away from Justin. The hardest part is now holding the furious Serbian back, allowing Seville to catch his breath and get back to his feet. Alexei is still yelling all sorts of insults to his opponent, who starts walking out of the ring.
SAM HEWITT:
As quick as this ignited, it seems the boys from the back were abl--
Seville suddenly turns and superkicks the clueless Smirnov right in the mush!
CHAD GOMEZ:
...able to what?
With a satisfied grin, Justin leaves the ring, staring and laughing at the enraged Smirnov trying to get free from the security's hold to go after him, unsuccessfully. The camera zooms on Alexei's face, eyes wild and lip split, as he spits some blood on the canvas yelling unrepeatable threats to Seville.
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Post by Office on Jan 26, 2017 16:29:50 GMT -5
JAKE AARONS:
This Heritage Cup Semi Final bout is to be fought over three five minute rounds with one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner!
"Cuka Rocka" signals the arrival of La Cucaracha to a lovely loud pop from her home country crowd. Purple smoke pours out of the lion's nostrils but quickly changes to red and white as La Cucaracha charges from the mouth clad in equally Canadian attire! She gets her very hard to emulate hand gesture going and watches as fans try to do it also, even going as far to tell a few fans how to do it. She stops and poses for some selfies with a few little girls before removing her headband and giving it to one of them. She rolls inside the ring, not once looking in Jan van der Roost's direction. She throws her t-shirt into the crowd and climbs up onto the middle rope, repeating her hand gesture that seemingly no one has figured out how to do.
JAKE AARONS:
Introducing first in the blue corner! From the Netherlands! He weighs in at two hundred and two pounds! JAN VAN DER ROOST~!
Respectful cheers for the 22 year veteran.
JAKE AARONS:
And in the red corner! From Toronto, Ontario!
Aarons starts being drowned out by the raucous crowd, La Cucaracha leaps onto the ropes again and soaks it in.
JAKE AARONS:
She weighs in at one hundred and twenty nine pounds! LA CUCARACHA~!
Price checks over Roost then Cucaracha as she hops off the ropes.
JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Xavier Price!
SAM HEWITT:
La Cucaracha looks very focused, very in tune with what she needs to do in this bout. Of course, her goal is not just the Heritage Cup but getting the Heritage Championship back in her possession. It was the current champion Corey Cruelty that piledrove it away from her one hundred and eighty two days ago in Hawaii. She got a rematch late last season by besting Sarah Starr in a lumberjack match and despite a good fight, fell short again to Corey Cruelty. With a win here tonight... she could very well meet Corey Cruelty in the finals. IF he can get past Alexander Irvine.
CHAD GOMEZ:
What a big if that is, Sam! Plus, that's if La Cucaracha can even get past Jan van der Roost. There's a twenty year experience gap in this contest - TWENTY YEARS. I know La Cucaracha is quick and crafty, but Jan van der Roost has been around long enough to see pro-wrestling evolve and has no doubt adapted to the style. He knows what he's up against... but does Cucaracha?
Price calls for the bell and our first of two semi final bouts has begun. Roost and Cucaracha circle about the ring for a few moments before locking up, Roost grabs an arm wringer out of the traditional collar and elbow tie-up. Cucaracha winces in pain, but reaches out for the ropes and uses them to back flip out of the arm wringer. Roost rushes in for a clothesline, but Cucaracha ducks it and grabs a rear waist hold. She rushes Roost into the ropes, looking for an O'Connor roll but Roost hangs on and sends her somersaulting backwards. Rooster charges her but she leaps into the air, he stops short behind her and grabs her in a rear waist hold of his own. He tries to German suplex her, but she lands on her feet then leaps up... REVERSE HURACANRANA~! Roost retreats to the corner and gets to his feet, but Cucaracha is right on top of him - drilling him with a forearm before Irish whipping him... Rooster counters it, sending her into the opposing corner. She stops short, turns and dropkicks Roost in the knee sending him face first into the top turnbuckle then school girls him!
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Cucaracha gets up, ready to go again... she rushes in and tries to kick Rooster but he catches the kick and Dragon Screw leg whips her! She falls to the mat but stumbles to her feet, Roost easily ducks a wild swing and snaps off a back suplex! He backs off as Price counts. Cucaracha gets to her feet at seven, Roost locks her in an abdominal stretch! Referee Xavier Price asks her if she wants to give up but she responds by driving her elbow into Rooster's side. Roost fires back with some elbows of his own and tries a slam out of it, but Cucaracha slides out the back door! She twirls Roost around but eats a kick to the gut! Roost snap suplexes her and floats over for the cover!
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Roost backs off, letting her get to her feet as per the rules but drills her with a forearm as she returns to a vertical base. Staggered, he grabs her and whips her into the corner and charges in... right into a knee! Cucaracha hoists herself onto the second rope and waits... Roost turns around, Cucaracha leaps off and DDTs Rooster into the mat!
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SAM HEWITT:
With seconds to spare in the first round, La Cucaracha stamps her ticket to the Heritage Cup final with an emphatic variation of her Hiss of Death DDT!
Roost rolls out of the ring groggy from the DDT, Cucaracha celebrates on the middle rope for a few moments before exiting the ring and running around to slap hands with all the fans at ringside. She begins to make her way to the back as stage hands checks on Roost, who falls to a knee. Cucaracha exits and the lion's mouth closes, but reopens moments later with El Hijo de Pollo dashing out. He sprints down the aisle and grabs Roost, pulling him to his feet and cracking him off the ring post! Pollo is joined at ringside by Pollo Gigante and Popcorn Pollo, who both get in the ring. Hijo looks as though he's going to grab Roost again, but sees security dashing down to the ringside area and decides instead to roll inside the ring to be with his cousins. Gigante picks Hijo up and puts him on his shoulders as Popcorn throws a microphone up to him.
EL HIJO DE POLLO:
You stay down there! Don’t you dare come in here! I will have Pollo Gigante gut you and hang you with your goddamn entrails. This is MY ring and this is MY time. What are you doing on the ground over there, Roost? Sending out a tweet? Here’s a tweet for you: “El Hijo de Pollo was right. I’m a 4th tier father and a worthless husband”. You’re not only a disappointment to this sport; you are a disappointment to your family. Your dipshit daughter and your bimbo wife will look down at you from now until the day they bury you. You all want to see a real family? I present to you the new generation of Los Pollos—WE ARE POLLUTION.
The security guards prepare to breach the ring.
EL HIJO DE POLLO:
I swear to Pollo God, if one of you police academy rejects steps foot in this ring, I’ll hang you from the barricade and separate your neck from your spine. I did it to that excuse of a woman, Holly Guacamole, and I’ll do it to you pendejos.
As the war between the security guards and Pollution comes to a near climax, the crowd’s thunderous cheers grow louder and louder. Gigante, Hijo, and Popcorn scan the crowd for the source of the cheers—something is not right. Unbeknownst to Pollution, the crowd parts like Moses and the Red Sea and a steel chain wielding Hammerstein appears! Pollution still have their back towards Hammerstein! He slides into the ring and twirls the chain above his head like a cowboy. LASSO! El Hijo de Pollo is violently yanked off Gigante’s shoulders and takes a steep spill. Popcorn Pollo charges Hammerstein, but the Hammer catches his leaping attack and looks poised to throw him down to the mat but instead sees Gigante coming and chucks him at the big man! Gigante catches Popcorn easily, but Hammerstein runs up and throws all his weight into a lariat, knocking Gigante off balance and sending him and Popcorn tumbling over the top rope to the floor! The fans are going nuts as Hammer turns around, steaming mad and sees Hijo crawling toward the chain! He stomps on the chain, preventing Hijo from grabbing it then hoofs Hijo in the head! Hammer reaches down for the chain and wraps it around Hijo's head, then begins pounding him as he uses his other hand to pull him up off the mat! Gigante slams his forearm into Hammerstein's head, bringing an end to the choking and punching and hoists the two hundred and sixty seven pound man onto his shoulders Argentine Backbreaker style! The fans gasp at the huge chicken's scary strength, but then gasp even more as Gigante drops him across the top turnbuckle! Hammerstein falls to the mat with a thud, Popcorn Pollo climbs back inside the ring and unwraps the chain from Hijo's neck and helps him up, retrieving the microphone as he does. Gigante restrains Hammer's arms, double chickenwing style so that Hijo and Hammer are face to face.
EL HIJO DE POLLO:
… I… will… end… yo—
SPLAT! Hammerstein shoots a colossal piece of phlegm in Hijo’s face.
HAMMERSTEIN:
Fuck you… CHICKENMAN!
Popcorn Pollo wipes Hijo's mask clean, while Hijo surprisingly maintains his demeanour. El Presidente of Poultry looks to ringside and points to the guardrail. Gigante nods and throws Hammerstein out of the ring, Hijo exits on the adjacent side and begins strutting toward the scene. Gigante places Hammerstein up, just like Holly was last week... HERE COMES JAMES EDWARDS! Roost recovers also! Hijo chucks Popcorn over the guardrail and hops over after him, Roost nearly gets his hands on the big man but Gigante too is able to escape through the crowd. Edwards reaches ringside and checks on Hammerstein as Roost turns back around and joins him.
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Post by Office on Jan 26, 2017 17:59:19 GMT -5
HERITAGE CUP
FIRST ROUND
COREY CRUELTY vs. ALEXEI SMIRNOV
EL HIJO DE POLLO vs. JAN VAN DER ROOST
LA CUCARACHA vs. GRACE KAZOULIS
KENSHIN TAKAMURA vs. ALEXANDER IRVINE
SEMI FINAL
LA CUCARACHA vs. JAN VAN DER ROOST
ALEXANDER IRVINE vs. COREY CRUELTY
FINAL
LA CUCARACHA vs. ??
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Post by Office on Jan 26, 2017 18:34:56 GMT -5
JAKE AARONS:
Ladies and gentlemen, this Heritage Cup semi final bout is your main event of the evening! It is to be fought over three five minute rounds with one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner!
DARKNESS COATS US!
The lights dim and lightning effects dart across the venue as the blast beats and jagged vocals of Avenged Sevenfold's "Darkness Surrounding" echo through the venue. After a moment or two, the heavy part of the song kicks in and a sombre figure emerges wearing a longer duster jacket with his head bowed low. Corey Cruelty poses in the lion's mouth, arms forming an X over his crotch before slowly making his way down to the ring. "God or Man" by Manowar starts stirring up the reactions of the crowd, when the instrumentals begin the lion’s mouth erupts with fire and through the smoke comes Alexander Irvine with his head cast down. Taking in a moment, Irvine slowly lifts his head while removing his hood, looking from side to side he returns his gaze to the ring and slowly releases the smoke from his mouth and smirks, starting his walk to the ring he removes his robe and throws it into the crowd and slides under the bottom rope.
JAKE AARONS:
Introducing first in the red corner! He hails from Duluth, Minnesota and weighs in at two hundred and ten pounds... COREY CRUELTY!
Cruelty removes his jacket, handing it to a stage hand.
JAKE AARONS:
His opponent in the blue corner! From Keokuk, Iowa! He weighs in at two hundred and fifteen pounds... ALEXANDER IRVINE!
Irvine slaps his right forearm before raising his fist in the air to the roar of the crowd.
JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Cordell Garner!
SAM HEWITT:
Look at this scene... Corey Cruelty stands in his one hundredth and eighty second day as Heritage Champion, nineteen years old across from Alexander Irvine, who just turned thirty nine years old. Much like the earlier semi final match, it's a battle of young lion vs. veteran. Earlier tonight, La Cucaracha pulled off a spectacular DDT and sent Jan van der Roost to the showers in the first round. I didn't foresee that happening in that match, and I don't foresee it in this match... but Corey Cruelty and his Oblivion Piledriver both have the ability to do it. So to does Alexander Irvine however.
CHAD GOMEZ:
He's not a one trick pony either, Sam. He's got the flying forearm smash, the Anaconda Sleeper, the Flawless Plex... I could go on and on, there's a number of weapons for Alexander Irvine to end Cruelty's night with.
SAM HEWITT:
Let's not forget what could be a key factor in this match also, Corey Cruelty hasn't had a match since his first round bout with Alexei Smirnov two weeks ago. Alexander Irvine fought Kenshin Takamura for three rounds and then fought a nearly twenty minute bout against the Red Army in BLR's second defense of the tag titles just last week.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Yes, but I think at that age... Alexander Irvine just wants to stay in the ring. He just wants to fight. If you're trying to suggest he'll be worn out, I think you're mistaken.
The bell sounds to begin round one and Alexander Irvine goes face to face with Corey Cruelty. The two have a long stare down then lock-up, Irvine backs Cruelty into the ropes but the Heritage Champion digs his heels into the mat and begins pushing Irvine back across the ring into the corner! Garner calls for the break and after some struggle, Cruelty lets go... Irvine goes for a slap, Cruelty winces, preparing for it but Irvine stops short and cackles. Cruelty stares him down looking very unimpressed by his antics. The two lock-up again, Cruelty pulls a side headlock but Irvine backs him into the ropes and shoots him off! Irvine goes for a European uppercut, but Cruelty kicks him in the arm! Irvine turns away in pain, but tries to charge back... running knee from the Heritage Champion! Irvine goes down into the ropes and falls out to the floor! Cruelty wastes no time at all and goes out right after him, Irvine gets up and is greeted by a punch! Cruelty grabs him and throws him inside the ring!
CHAD GOMEZ:
He'd better not get too anxious to go after the Wolf because he'll find himself in a bad situation!
Cruelty climbs onto the apron and steps through the ropes, the Wolf jumps on him as he does! Irvine backs Cruelty into the corner and pummels him with short range forearm strikes, Irvine rears back for a good one but Cruelty ducks and gets to the centre of the ring, Irvine turns around and eats a lariat! He falls to the mat and Garner steps in between to make the ten count when Cruelty doesn't follow up within the three second window. Cruelty backs off into the corner, taking a deep breath... but he doesn't take his eyes of Irvine once! Irvine gets up at four and the two meet in the middle for a lock-up, Irvine gets his knee up and doubles Cruelty over then backs him into the corner! He grabs his wrist and goes to Irish whip him out into a lariat, but Cruelty ducks it... FACEBUSTER TO IRVINE! Irvine rolls out of the ring holding his face in pain, and once more Cruelty is right out there after him! Alexander Irvine is being chased down by Corey Cruelty! The Heritage Champion reaches him and spins him around... EUROPEAN UPPERCUT FROM IRVINE! The Tag Champion rocks the Heritage Champion, sending him stumbling backwards. Irvine grabs him and smacks him off the ring apron! He rolls him back inside just as the bell sounds to end the first round!
CHAD GOMEZ:
Look, I just got finished saying that Cruelty better not get too anxious or he'll find himself in a bad situation and he did exactly that! You're supposed to give your opponent the ten count if you don't immediately follow up and that includes outside the ring! I don't know why Cordell Garner isn't enforcing that!
Jimmy Winner is amped up by Irvine's comeback at the end of the first round and bombarding him with encouragement as he towels him down, "Jimmy thinks you got this!" and so on. Kassie Dark is a tad calmer as she attends to Cruelty, telling him to stay cool. Cruelty responds with a dismissive "yeah right" before the bell sounds to begin the second round. The seconds leave and a lock-up begins the second round. Irvine pulls Cruelty into a front chancery and turns it into a guillotine choke! Cruelty tries to lift Irvine off his feet a couple of times, but the Unnatural plants his feet and dead weights him... Cruelty puts all his energy into a charge and backs Irvine into the ropes to cause a break. Cruelty is let go and he backs out slowly with his head down, Irvine dashes forward, clamping on another front chancery but swings Cruelty's arm over and spins around... snap suplexing the Heritage Champion into the centre of the ring! He rolls over and hooks the leg!
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2-KICK OUT!
Irvine pulls Cruelty up with him and scoops him up onto his shoulder. He walks over to the corner and turns around, ready to power slam Cruelty into the centre of the ring... but Cruelty slips out! He turns Irvine around, but eats a knee to the gut! Irvine scoops him up again and a bit more hurriedly power slams him into the mat and goes for a second cover!
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KICK OUT!
Irvine locks on a half nelson and pins Cruelty to the ground again, but only gets another two count! The Wolf yanks Cruelty up off the mat, keeping the half nelson applied and pushes him sternum first into the ropes! Irvine sets him up for the half nelson suplex, but Cruelty back elbow smashes him with his free arm! Irvine staggers away and Cruelty grabs him, whips him into the ropes... KICK TO THE MIDSECTION! He pulls him in... PILE-NO! IRVINE BACKDROPS HIM! Cruelty lands hard, then sits up in pain... Irvine bounds off the ropes... SHINING WIZARD! Irvine falls to the mat a bit winded, but leaps to make the cover and does so just in time to beat the three seconds he has to follow up!
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2-KICK OUT!
Irvine argues with Garner about the counting, but the senior referee reiterates that it was only two. Irvine pulls Cruelty to his fee---SMALL PACKAGE!
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3-NO! ONLY TWO!
Irvine is down, Cruelty is down, but the camera man does a great job of showing the faces of both men! Cruelty is cursing under his breath at how close he was while Irvine is chuckling to himself! Irvine shakes his head as he begins to stir... Cruelty rushes to his feet and pulls Irvine into position for the piledriver! Alexander Irvine picks him up... SPINEBUSTER INTO THE CORNER! Cruelty crumples to the mat in a seated position, Irvine falls on his stomach but puts his hands on the mat and begins to push himself up. The count reaches eight... Irvine fights to his feet... Cruelty charges him... BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! The Heritage Champion goes soaring overhead just as the round ends! Irvine lays on the mat, Jimmy Winner rushes in and he and a stage hand pull him up and put him in the corner. A stage hand helps Kassie Dark do the same with Corey Cruelty.
SAM HEWITT:
A hellacious end to the second round! Corey Cruelty trying to put Alexander Irvine away with the Oblivion Piledriver and the veteran fighter had two different counters for it! Cruelty may have even been going for it at the end there, but once more Irvine was ready and countered it into a beautiful looking overhead belly to belly suplex.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Did these guys even leave anything in the tank for round three?
Irvine stands up before the rest period ends, Cruelty fights his way to his feet himself. The bell sounds and the two stagger out... circling around, each waiting for the other to make a mistake first. Cruelty has seemingly wised up to the idea of trying to catch Irvine off guard. They lock-up, jockeying for position but the similarly sized and equally exhausted men are having a hard time gaining an upper hand on one another. Cruelty headbutts Irvine between the eyes, sending him down to the mat and out of the ring. The Wolf doubles over on the outside, clutching his face while Garner tells Cruelty to stay back. Dr. Pierson rushes to Irvine's side and takes a look at it, Alexander Irvine has been busted open! Irvine gets it checked out, Pierson asks him if he wants to continue... Irvine shoves him down in response. The Wolf turns back toward the ring sporting a nasty gash on the bridge of his nose! Irvine climbs up onto the apron, Cruelty tries to grab him but gets struck in the gut with a knee! Irvine reaches over and looks determined to suplex him out of the ring and onto the floor! Cruelty blocks it! Irvine knees him again, then tries to hoist him up... BLOCKED AGAIN! Cruelty gets him up... SUPLEX TO THE INSIDE OF THE RING! Irvine gets up to a seated position, still writhing in pain... Cruelty pulls himself up off the mat and gets to his feet just as Irvine does... boot to the gut from Irvine! He clubs Irvine in the face with several forearm shots, backing him up into the corner! Cruelty forearms him again, but Irvine returns it!
CRUELTY! IRVINE!
CRUELTY! IRVINE!
CRUELTY! IRVINE!
CRUELTY! IRVINE!
CRUELTY!
Stunned, Irvine is sent across the length of the ring into the opposing corner. He staggers out... YAKUZA KICK! Irvine twirls around, falls to a knee and Cruelty readies himself in the corner... he charges out, Irvine blasts him with the BATTLE CRY! Cruelty staggers back and falls against the turnbuckles, still standing while Irvine falls face down on the mat! Garner begins counting against Irvine!
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Cruelty hearing the count, tries to pull himself up to a standing position but falls back in the corner.
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Irvine plants both palms on the mat and starts pushing up.
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Irvine gets to a knee, Cruelty is eyeing him...
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Irvine is up, Cruelty storms out of the corner on wobbly legs and eats a European uppercut that sends him right back in! Cruelty springs back out, kicks Irvine in the gut and pulls him in! He hooks his arms around Irvine's torso... Irvine tries to pick him up, but Cruelty plants his feet... Cruelty tries to pick him up, but Irvine fights it and drops to a knee! He tries to pick up Cruelty again, but Cruelty blocks it... Cruelty pulls Irvine off his knee... He hoists Irvine up for the Piledriver, but Irvine fights it again... Cruelty puts him back down then CRUELTY LEAPS OVER! SUNSET FLIP!
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3!
The fans come unglued! Kassie Dark leaps with joy on the outside of the ring and then slides in to check on her boyfriend, Winner holds his head in shock as Irvine looks at him for some kind of explanation. Cruelty rolls out to the floor, grabs his belt and holds it high in the air before falling down to his knees. Kassie Dark helps him back up and guides him up the aisle as Alexander Irvine sits up and shakes his head.
SAM HEWITT:
He tricked him, Chad! Corey Cruelty had him set up for the Piledriver, made him think he was going for it after Irvine had countered him twice already and looked poised to do it a third time. He picked him up, then put him back down and leaped over for the Sunset Flip to score the win in the third round!
CHAD GOMEZ:
You know what that means!
SAM HEWITT:
Yes, I do! In two weeks time, the Heritage Cup final will emanate live from Sarnia, Ontario! At Lion's Road 37! Corey Cruelty will defend his Heritage Championship against La Cucaracha for the second time! Can he make defense number seven!? Or will La Cucaracha finally solve Corey Cruelty!? We're out of time! See you next week!
Irvine rolls out of the ring and piefaces Jimmy Winner after he tries to place a towel on Irvine's cut.
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