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Post by Office on Feb 26, 2017 16:52:16 GMT -5
The show opens backstage with the Red Army and Becky Chande. Chrenshaw looks smug as ever, Buchanan is looking very confident and Knight looks energized and ready. Kraken is absent. BECKY CHANDE:
I'm joined at this time by the Red Army! Tonight is a big night for your group, Eli as AJ Knight competes in a special one night, four person tournament to see who will meet Iron Champion James Edwards in a few short weeks. A chance to bring championship gold to the stable - how do you feel about AJ's chances?Knight motions to Eli to see if he can step up, Buchanan gives him the go ahead. AJ KNIGHT:
I feel great! I've had the best trainer in the world for this tournament - the original Iron Man himself, Ben Chrenshaw! He's been busting my ass to get me ready for this opportunity and I feel like I'm in the best shape of my life. I've had Ben preparing me for all the different variables that can happen inside the ring and Eli has kept my mental preparations in check. Frankly, it's my time - I feel it!Chande looks surprised, but turns to Buchanan. ELI BUCHANAN:
Becky, I'm keeping this quick - I have stated since day one that AJ Knight has the makings of a great champion and tonight, he proves it! Tonight, he walks into that ring and gives Mia Rivera a participation award in the form of a defeat! A "thanks for coming"! Then he marches on into the finals against Corey Cruelty and Johnny Coolbreeze, two men with stupid names. Personally, I think the only cool breeze we'll feel is when he's running by us to get his bags and haul ass out of here once Cruelty sends him to Oblivion. Nevertheless, I have prepared AJ for either possibility but it doesn't matter who wins that match because when the dust settles down... there's only one man who is going to be standing there victorious.Buchanan slaps Knight on the shoulder and leads him out.
ELI BUCHANAN (walking off screen):
We have a tournament to win!Chrenshaw is left standing with Becky, who folds her arms. BEN CHRENSHAW:
You know, Becky...Surprised, Chande puts the microphone up to him. BEN CHRENSHAW:
You should be nicer to us. Things are going to start happening and I'd... hate... for you to be on the wrong side of the tracks.The Crippler smirks and steps closer to her.
BECKY CHANDE:
I'll take my chances. Chrenshaw shakes his head then laughs.
BEN CHRENSHAW:
Just thought I'd try and be a nice guy.He turns and walks away as Becky is left with a look of disgust.
A keen viewer will doubt the scene is facetious, especially since neither of the participants involved has a reputation for theatricality. The sight of them together is odd. The trickster and the bruiserweight. The luchador and the shooter. The Iron Champion and the Heritage Champion. Edwards and Racha', partners in crime? Maybe. The Burning Heart motions for her to come at him. She moves with an odd mix of clumsiness and confidence. Edwards throws a pair of rapid-fire jabs. Racha' swats one away and eats the other. He motions again and this time launches a European uppercut aimed at her jaw. She forms a triangle with her hands at catches it. Edwards smiles and offers a fist bump. Racha' raises an eyebrow at the gregarious action from the man known for having quite the stick up his rear. Instead of returning the gesture, she points at the door. James turns and spots the intruder. The pair starts to get smaller as the camera operator tries to slink away. Edwards approaches and smiles. JAMES EDWARDS:
Sorry man, know you're just tryin' to do your job, but this is a private session.With that, the door closes, and the scene ends.
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Post by Office on Feb 26, 2017 16:52:20 GMT -5
Mike Posner's "Cooler Than Me" is playing as we come back from commercial. Johnny Coolbreeze climbs the ring step, scanning the crowd before pulling a bottle out of his pocket! He raises it up in the air, posing it for the camera with a goofy grin before spraying it in a cloud in front of him! He steps into it, engulfing himself in while the front row fans all cough and wheeze. Johnny steps through the ropes, Corey Cruelty takes a step toward him but Buster Powell forces him to back up. Coolbreeze chuckles as he climbs onto the second rope and raises his Midnight Steel into the air again, spraying some more! JAKE AARONS (coughing):
This tournament bout is to be fought over a ten minute time limit with one fall, one submission or a knockout to determine the winner! Introducing first from Duluth, Minnesota! He weighs in at two hundred and ten pounds! COREY CRUELTY! His opponent from... the Coolest Place on Earth...? He weighs in at two hundred and fifty five pounds... JOHNNY COOLBREEZE!Powell steps between them, asking if either wants to shake hands. Cruelty's expression is worth a thousand words. JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Buster Powell! The bell sounds to begin the match, Coolbreeze and Cruelty start out in a traditional collar and elbow tie-up. Coolbreeze's size works to his advantage against his younger foe, backing Cruelty into the ropes. Coolbreeze doesn't break despite referee Buster Powell's request, prompting Cruelty to apply a side headlock. Big Johnny shoots Cruelty across the ring into the opposing ropes, the former Heritage Champion comes back with a kick attempt but it's caught! Johnny spins Cruelty around and tries to hit him when he comes back, but Cruelty blocks the punch and tries for one of his own but it gets blocked! The two tangle up in a lock-up and fight for position, but once again it's Coolbreeze who uses his size to back Cruelty up into the corner. Powell forces himself between them, ordering a break and surprisingly - we get a clean break! CHAD GOMEZ:
I can't believe it!
Coolbreeze mocks Cruelty some, asking if he stole his sister's eyeliner! The former Heritage Champion charges out, looking to clock Big Johnny with a forearm but gets kneed in the gut and repeatedly clubbed across the back with forearms. With Cruelty doubled over, Coolbreeze delivers three consecutive knees to the gut and pushes Cruelty back into the corner where he drives his palm up against Corey Cruelty's chin, pushing his head back uncomfortably. Powell orders him to break and Coolbreeze obliges, but immediately grabs Cruelty after the fact - pulling him out of the corner and then back into it, smashing his face against the top turnbuckle! Coolbreeze pulls him out and throws him into the ropes, catching him on the rebound and attempting a spinebuster but Cruelty elbows him in the back of the head! Coolbreeze sits Cruelty down and ducks a forearm shot from Cruelty, Big Johnny spins around... looking for his discus lariat but Cruelty ducks it... KICK TO THE GUT! He pulls him in for the Oblivion, but Coolbreeze picks him up and spinebusters him into the mat!
SAM HEWITT:
Excellent counter! Johnny Coolbreeze avoids certain defeat. Coolbreeze makes a quick cover but gets a mere one count, then yanks Cruelty to his feet and whips him off the ropes... Coolbreeze tries for a spinning back elbow but Cruelty ducks it and starts hammering Big Johnny with forearm shots! One! Two! Three! Four! Five! He ends the sequence with a headbutt that staggers his opponent backwards! Cruelty backs into the ropes and comes out... YAKUZA KICK~! Coolbreeze is struck down! He falls to the mat, rolls out and Cruelty goes out behind him... he rushes behind Coolbreeze who catches the longest reigning Heritage Champion in history with a back elbow! Cruelty stumbles back, Johnny turns around... HEADBUTT! Cruelty clocks Coolbreeze in the mouth with a butt of the head, then backs up to create distance... YAKUZA KICK AGAIN! The momentum behind the kick sends Coolbreeze crashing into the guardrail as he falls on the ground. Cruelty rolls inside to break the count then comes back out, he pulls Coolbreeze to his feet and throws him back inside - thumbing down the audience to a chorus of boos. CHAD GOMEZ:
He doesn't like the fans, the fans don't like him. I don't like either of them.
SAM HEWITT:
Very notable how Corey Cruelty has been thus far. I thought for sure when they match spilled out onto the floor that Johnny Coolbreeze might meet the ring post, but not so. Of course, you want to be careful in one night tournaments - don't exhaust too much energy and certainly don't do anything that might get you disqualified.CHAD GOMEZ:
Yeah, I'm surprised he didn't try for the Piledriver right out of the gate.Cruelty slides inside and stalks Coolbreeze as the larger of the two is getting to his feet, Cruelty gets to a knee and then charges into Coolbreeze with a running knee. Big Johnny falls back into the corner and the Prince of Darkness nonchalantly walks up and drills him with a right, Coolbreeze comes back with one of his own! Cruelty! Johnny! Cruelty! John--Cruelty blocks it and begins hammering him with consecutive forearm shots! A headbutt follows and Coolbreeze stumbles to a knee. Cruelty kicks him in the face and grabs him before he can fall... OBLIVION PILEDRIVER! Cruelty lets Big Johnny fall from his vertical position to the mat and makes a cover. 1... ... 2... ... 3! Cruelty rolls off, dusts his hands off and exits the ring. Coolbreeze starts coming to and Cruelty turns back in the aisle, he watches as Coolbreeze tries to get up and walks back down to the ring - grabbing the bottle of Midnight Steel off the timekeeper's table and dumps it all over Coolbreeze! Coolbreeze falls to the mat clutching his eyes as security grabs Cruelty.
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Post by Office on Feb 26, 2017 16:52:24 GMT -5
A narrow hallway. Matt Pulver isn’t scheduled for competition this evening, so he wears a Lion’s Road baseball tee and a pair of gym shorts. Over his shoulder is one half of the Tag Team Championship. Fresh off a victory against Black Lion’s Road with La Cucaracha, he has a spring in his step. From the corner up ahead, Julian Cutlass steps out and turns down the hall. He, too, has adorned street clothes. A ブラク LION’S ROAD long-sleeve t-shirt and jeans. King of Lions Heavyweight title draped on his shoulder. These two mirror images are on a collision course. Pulver eyes the King of Lions title he failed to capture a month ago against the Blazin’ King. Cutlass eyes the Tag Team title that he recently lost to Matt Wrestling. They shift their focus onto one another. Like two battering rams neither man let’s up, neither man puffs out his chest – they’re both too proud to boast – nor will they their guard down either. Not in this world. They exchange simultaneous nods. Neither man slows his pace. MATT PULVER:
You looking forward to James Edwards?They’re mere steps away from one another.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Maybe he’ll surprise me.Within arm’s length, within striking range… The two men exchange a fist-bump as they pass one another like two ships in the night. The mutual respect of two men fighting the same fight, racing the same race. Each of them crane their necks to smirk over their shoulder at the other warrior.
MATT PULVER:
Good luck, Julian.JULIAN CUTLASS:
See ya round, Matt.And with that the two men continue uninterrupted on their separate trajectories without incident. The camera tries to follow them both but soon they disappear and we back to the ring.
Backstage Becky Chande stands with James Edwards in front of a curtain with the "Roaring Lion" beautifully tailored to it.
BECKY CHANDE:
Lion's Road fans, I'm here with Iron Champion and number one contender to the King of Lion's Championship, James Edwards.Edwards nods politely in the camera's direction.
BECKY CHANDE:
James you aren't booked to fight tonight, what brings you to Sandusky?
JAMES EDWARDS:
I got my reasons.BECKY CHANDE:
Would those reasons have to do with what we saw earlier?JAMES EDWARDS:
Me and the Roach?
BECKY CHANDE:
Yes.JAMES EDWARDS:
Eh, I wasn't tryin' to be a dick. She asked for some help getting ready for Irvine tonight, that's all. I just wanted her to have some time to focus.
BECKY CHANDE:
That can't be coincidental, especially after what happened between you and Julian Cutlass at the contract signing for your match next week.The mention of the Blazin' King lights the Kentuckian's eyes with fury, but that soon passes. JAMES EDWARDS:
What's going on between me and the KOL ain't got a thing to with Alex Irvine. I'm not tryin' to get a dig in on Julian by doing someting to do his buddy. Racha' and I have some things we can teach one another. That's the only reason why I helped her.BECKY CHANDE:
Are the rumors true that you are training with Jan van der Roost as well?JAMES EDWARDS:
Yep.
BECKY CHANDE:
If you don't mind me asking, why work with a man you traditionally have not gotten along with?Edwards takes a long pause and considers his answer carefully.
JAMES EDWARDS:
Sometimes you gotta the personal shit aside when that person can help you after you realize that you ain't as good as people think you are.
BECKY CHANDE:
What do you mean by that?JAMES EDWARDS:
A fighter has to change with the times.
BECKY CHANDE:
Is that why you spent the majority of your bout with Justin Seville on the mat?JAMES EDWARDS:
Yeah.BECKY CHANDE:
Do you think that it is wise to get away from something as proven as your striking attack right before the biggest match of your Lion's Road career.JAMES EDWARDS:
Ain't any time like the present, especially when if you're startin' to get easy to figure out.BECKY CHANDE:
Speaking of Justin Seville, you've been silent about his attack at the end of last week's show, why is that?Another flash of rage brightens James' eyes, but it too passes quickly.
JAMES EDWARDS:
I haven't forgotten what Seville did. I've got more important things to worry about then that son of a bitch. His day is comin', though.BECKY CHANDE:
Will you put the Iron Championship on the line when you face him again?
JAMES EDWARDS:
No. He lost he goes to the back of the line. If he wants another shot so bad, then he get in the ring with me again and earn it.BECKY CHANDE:
Speaking of earning---
JAMES EDWARDS:
You want me to touch on what Cutlass said, right?Becky nods her head in the affirmative. JAMES EDWARDS:
That has nothin' to do with our fight. It is a moot point to me. Did I feel insulted then? Damn straight I did. Ever since I walked through the doors of this place, I've busted my ass and done my job without complaint. I've taken on and beaten all comers. The names don't matter, the numbers do, and the numbers say I'm good enough to have next at the King of Lions.Becky looks content with James' passionate rebuke. BECKY CHANDE:
Is there anything else you want to add?JAMES EDWARDS:
Yeah, good luck to everybody in the Iron Tournament tonight. I'll be seein' em' soon no matter what happens in Cleveland.BECKY CHANDE:
Well alright then. Good luck next week James.Edwards nods and stares into the camera, his focus apparent even now a week out from one of the biggest fights of his career, as the scene comes to an end.
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Post by Office on Feb 26, 2017 16:52:28 GMT -5
We return from commercial with Mia Rivera waving enthusiastically at fans before she happily dashes down the aisle, to the tune of Demi Lovato's "Confident". She stops at ringside and opts to take a few selfies with fans at ringside, Eli Buchanan argues with Robbie Morris about this telling him the show is only ninety minutes long! She leaps onto the apron and throws her head back, pointing to the ceiling as pink sparks explode from the ring post! JAKE AARONS:
This tournament bout is to be fought over a ten minute time limit with one fall, one submission or a knockout to determine the winner! Introducing first from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania! He weighs in tonight at two hundred and twenty pounds! AJ KNIGHT! His opponent from Omaha, Nebraska! She weighs in tonight at one hundred and thirty one pounds! MIA RIVERA!Buchanan argues with Morris some more while Knight and Rivera quickly shake hands. JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Robbie Morris! The bell sounds to begin the bout, Rivera and Knight circle around each other for a few laps of the ring before a lock-up occurs. Knight pushes her up against the ropes and as she rebounds off, he grabs her in a side headlock but quickly transitions into an arm wringer... he grabs her by the hair and pulls her down to the mat. She kips up and AJ responds by wringing the arm through once again and pulls her by the hair down to the mat a second time! This draws a warning from referee Robbie Morris, but Rivera kips up again before Knight can get his retort out. Knight lets her go and steps back, Eli Buchanan jumps up onto the apron and pats his client's back. Knight steps forward and locks up with Rivera, he gets a side headlock clamped on again before transitioning into a hammerlock. He drops to his knee and pulls Rivera's leg out from underneath her causing her to fall down and hit the mat. AJ cranks on the hammerlock in the grounded position. CHAD GOMEZ:
Can you pin point the precise moment that AJ Knight turned things around?
SAM HEWITT:
Hmm... I'd say after he and Kraken lost to Black Lion's Road in their bid for the tag titles. Buchanan gave him quite the brow beating for that.CHAD GOMEZ:
Which was obviously inspiring enough that he'd go on to score a career defining win over Kenshin Takamura!
SAM HEWITT:
I wou--CHAD GOMEZ:
--by submission I might add! We haven't seen ol' Tiger since! I guess he just can't hang anymore!Knight really cranks on the hammerlock, but Rivera is able to scratch and claw her way over to the ropes and latches on forcing Morris to call for the break, Buchanan tells AJ that he's got until five and Knight doesn't release until four! The crowd boos this as Morris backs Knight up so that Rivera can get back up to her feet. Knight shoves Morris aside and grabs Rivera as she's getting back up and chucks her into the corner where he decks her with a forearm! With her stunned in the corner, Knight lights her up with some knife edge chops! Feeling confident, Knight grabs her by the wrist and whisks her across the ring... Knight doesn't anticipate her leaping up onto the top rope and coming back with a crossbody block though! She gets a pin out of it! 1... ... 2-KICKOUT! Knight kicks out and goes to get up, Rivera greets him with a dropkick! Knight staggers into the ropes, but catches himself and tries to charge back in but a running elbow stuns him! Rivera follows it up with a dropkick to the knee! Knight goes down and rolls out of the ring, Knight falls to the ground holding his knee, Morris and Dr. Pierson both head outside to check on him. Rivera leans over the ropes looking down at the scene but turns around and dodges a briefcase attack from Eli Buchanan, who's momentum carries him out over the top rope and onto the apron. Morris looks up to see what's going on and EJECTS ELI BUCHANAN! The crowd goes nuts as Knight jumps to his feet, disregarding his knee entirely and pushes Morris who responds with a push of his own and a yellow card for AJ! JAKE AARONS:
Referee Robbie Morris has issued a yellow card to AJ Knight for putting his hands on an official! His first public warning!Buchanan is livid! Knight isn't happy! Rivera rallies the fans behind her as Buchanan reassures AJ that he's got this before being hauled to the back by security. AJ gets in and Rivera grabs in before he gets to his feet - looking for the Twist of Fate! He shoves her forward, she catches herself on the ropes and slides between the charging Knight's legs... she ducks his turn around lariat attempt and handsprings off the ropes... BACK ELBOW SMASH! Knight falls back against the ropes, Rivera gets up and Knight eats a front kick, then a spin kick... a back kick and an axe kick! He falls forward and Rivera leaps up, wrapping her legs around his head... she swings herself aroun--SIDEWALK SLAM BY AJ!
SAM HEWITT:
No Octopus on AJ Knight's menu!Knight grabs Rivera up off the mat and whips her into the ropes. He drills a knee into her gut on the return before setting her up for the ride once more, but this time he decides to double over for a back body drop... Mia Rivera runs up and stops, Knight looks up... Rivera leaps up in an impressive display of athletic ability and hurracanrana's AJ to the mat! Knight groggily gets up, grabbing the middle rope to stablize himself. Rivera grabs him in a front facelock and backs into the corner, she hoists herself onto the second rope... she leaps off looking for the Tornado DDT but Knight chucks her forward! She lands awkwardly and gets superkicked to make matters worse! Knight grabs her and drills her with the Knightfall DDT! He rolls her over... 1... ... 2... ... 3! SAM HEWITT:
See? He doesn't need Eli Buchanan!CHAD GOMEZ:
Baloney, Sam! That's like saying players don't need coaches! Skill only gets you so far! Knight rolls out of the ring, heading up the aisle where he's greeted by Eli Buchanan applauding for him. Ben Chrenshaw walks out of the lion's mouth just a grinning about the victory and wraps his arm around his protege as they head back through the lion. Mia Rivera gets to her feet, dazed and confused but the loud chants of MIA! MIA! MIA! bring a smile to her face. She raises her arm in response and drops down to exit the ring as we go to commercial.
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Post by Office on Feb 26, 2017 16:52:36 GMT -5
LION'S ROAD ON TOUR
3/9 in Cleveland, Ohio
3/16 in Erie, Pennsylvania
3/23 in Buffalo, New York
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Darkness. The sound of people socializing above a piano softly playing begins to fade in as darkness ascends. Dozens of well dressed men and women are talking and laughing as the music plays on. Suddenly the doors swing open and a hush falls over the crowd, murmurs begin about just who he is. Ben Chrenshaw smirks and confidently strides through the centre of the room, many of the women's eyes light up and follow him across the floor. Chrenshaw stops in the middle of the room, adjusts his cuff links and smirks as he looks around.
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When you wear a suit by Talais Ramses...Chrenshaw stops a beautiful young woman standing alone. He walks up and simply offers his hand, to which she blushes and extends her hand as coy as possible. Chrenshaw pulls her in and the two begin to dance as Chrenshaw smirks.
ANNOUNCER:
...you don't have to SAY anything at all.
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Post by Office on Feb 26, 2017 16:52:39 GMT -5
"Miss Misery" by Nazareth begins to play and the crowd cheers mildly as Chuck Cooper rushes out of the lion's mouth, doing his best to drum up some fan reactions.
SAM HEWITT:
We've got Chuck Cooper out here for a bout... but I'm not sure who he's u--Justin Seville levels Cooper from behind with a lariat! Cooper crumples to the ground, but the former Iron challenger isn't done yet! With a scowl etched across his face, Seville yanks Cooper to his feet by his hair and launches him shoulder first into the ringside stairs! The stairs go tumbling away as Cooper clutches his shoulder in agony! Seville heads in the opposite direction, asking for a microphone - a stage hand gets off his chair to hand him one but Seville shoves the guy aside and takes the chair! CHAD GOMEZ:
Hah!Serious Seville carries the chair back over to Cooper who is on his knees, trying to get to his feet. Seville slams the chair into Cooper's arm/shoulder area causing the Tennessee native to fall to the ground again. SAM HEWITT:
This is a frustration fuelled attack! Justin Seville lost a points decision to Iron Champion James Edwards last week on this program and left the Champ laying after a Piledriver, but it doesn't look like that's going to be enough for him!Cooper writhes in pain on the ground as Seville exposes the cement floor, yanking the mat up then drags Cooper over and plants him with the Seville Driver! A sickening thud and Cooper’s motionless body rolls to the side. "Serious" tells the stage hand he'll take the microphone now and lifts it up to address the crowd but all you can hear is heavy, seething breath. JUSTIN SEVILLE:
I bet you all thought I was just going to fade away, huh? That, like many that have come before me, I would lose my big opportunity against James Edwards and that would be it, right? Some kind of flash in the pan. Flavour of the month. Whatever.At this point, Seville begins pacing.
JUSTIN SEVILLE:
You all saw what happened last week. Technically, I fell short in my quest to become Iron Champion.Seville pauses, as a “you suck!” chant breaks out amongst the Lion’s Road faithful. Seville taps the microphone against his right cheek a few times. JUSTIN SEVILLE:
Make no mistake about it. I didn't “lose” to James Edwards. I simply ran out of time to defeat him. Look at the match. I neutralized the “Violent Gospel”, just as I said I would. I took his legs out and when the final bell sounded, he was ripe for the picking. That's why after the match, I showed everyone what the rightful conclusion should have been. I put James Edwards in his place.The crowd ERUPTS in boos, but Justin Seville couldn't look happier about what he just said. JUSTIN SEVILLE:
What did you all expect? Did you expect me to shake his hands after he SCREWED me out of my Championship opportunity? You all saw how he manipulated the ‘rules’. And now, you all see what happens when I am wronged. People get hurt. People get hurt and they are never the same. Just ask Chuck Cooper. I mean, if he ever wakes up from the beating I just gave him. So this is a message to all of Lion’s Road. Nobody wants to get in my way. I am not going to sit idly by and allow anyone to bypass me. To forget about me and cast me aside. I'm here, and I'm done playing around.He drops the microphone and promptly exits as “Tired” begins to play through the speakers.
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Post by Office on Feb 26, 2017 16:52:42 GMT -5
We return from commercial to see Ryan LeCavalier running at the apron to the tune of No Wylde's "Afraid". JAKE AARONS:
His opponent from Gatineau, Quebec! She weighs in at one hundred and thirty five pounds... RYAN LECAVALIER! She slides onto the apron, then slowly comes to a standing position bringing her arms behind her back before stepping through the ropes effortlessly. Once inside, she climbs the turnbuckle - placing one foot on the top rope while her other leg supports her. She poses and gets showered with a mixed reaction. She drops down, readies herself by throwing punches and kicks.
JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Brian Shelzi!The bell sounds and the 5'11" / 135lbs LeCavalier steps out to face off against her 6'5" / 235lbs opponent in Kris Slade. They circle around, Slade closes the distance with a knee to the midsection and follows up with several forearm clubs to the back. He gets her up against the ropes and shoots her off, he ducks down and she stops, grabs his head and begins kneeing him! He tries pulling away so she throws him into the ropes and blasts him with a reverse elbow smash! He staggers forward, she hammerlocks his arm and then turns and sweeps his legs out from underneath him! Slade rolls out of the ring, takes a quick pace back and forth and returns to the ring.
CHAD GOMEZ:
We've seen this guy go toe to toe with the likes of Justin Seville and Alexei Smirnov, but Ryan LeCavalier has gotten him off his game completely!Slade gets up and LeCavalier is booted in the gut because of the size difference. Slade delivers a few more kicks to the gut before applying a front chancery and suplexing her up and over, down to the mat! Slade gets back up, pulling LeCavalier to her feet and whipping her into the ropes... SKULL CRACKER KNEE ON THE RETURN! The Quebec native falls back against the ropes and Slade calls for the end... he grabs her and tries to hoist her up into a Gory Special but she slips out the back door! Slade turns around and gets Crowned With Teeth! Her brutal roundhouse kick! Slade falls against the ropes, she retrieves him and gives him the inverted leg sweep that she calls Our Love to Admire! Slade lands hard, but tries fight back to his feet... LeCavalier backs up... then charges in... THE PURIENT ECLIPSE! The standing somersault neckbreaker connects and she covers! 1... ... 2... ... 3! LeCavalier rolls out of the ring and gets her arm raised by Shelzi.
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Post by Office on Feb 26, 2017 16:52:46 GMT -5
Last week...Chrenshaw and Knight each grab Draven and yank him out of the ring as Kraken remains on top of Kazoulis.
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Buchanan celebrates on the outside as Charpentier is a second too late for the save! The big man rolls out and poses with his comrades as Charpentier checks on Kazoulis while AJ runs back and kicks Draven for good measure!
Backstage, Becky Chande stands alongside Grace Kazoulis. GRACE KAZOULIS:
For those who were hoping I'd look like Wile E. Coyote after he fell off another cliff...She raises her arms and slowly turns around, a full three hundred and sixty degrees. Unless her charcoal sweater is covering up some serious injuries, the Iron Lioness looks as ready as ever to get back inside the ring.
GRACE KAZOULIS:
I'm sorry to disappoint you. Kraken managed to pin me despite our team's best efforts. Or was it Kraken and his friends who pinned me? I'm not sure what you guys out there in the seats or on YouTube think, but so far this big bad sea monster has needed help to beat me. First, it was Eli Buchanan's briefcase and then it was the rest of the Red Army. It seems to me, Becky... that the Red Army doesn't have faith in Kraken. Like they know I'm stronger than him. Chande interjects. BECKY CHANDE:
You? Stronger than...? GRACE KAZOULIS:
Yup.Chande looks on incredulously.
GRACE KAZOULIS:
Why else would they put up such an effort? He finally gets a real challenge - not a victim, but an opponent... someone who isn't scared of him when they step inside the ring. What do they do? They do everything in their power to make sure he gets the win. Do they not believe in their 6'6" / 450lbs monster? Chande doesn't have an answer. GRACE KAZOULIS:
The list of scared chicken and I mean no offense to our ownership group, is getting shorter and shorter each week. That's why Kraken is with the Red Army, they protect his mystique and he protects their assets. It's a great business deal, don't get me wrong. Kazoulis holds up a finger and looks right into the camera.
GRACE KAZOULIS:
But I have some bad news for you, Kraken - I still want you one on one. I want that now more than ever and if I've got to take out every single member of the Red Army to get to your fat ass then I will. You have your support, I can find some of my own. The tide is turning, and I'm going to leave you on the beach like a dead whale. Right after I body slam you.Kazoulis walks off, Chande looks impressed.
BECKY CHANDE:
That's what I call a declaration of war!
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Post by Office on Feb 26, 2017 16:52:53 GMT -5
The lights dim and lightning effects dart across the venue as the opening riffs to Metallica's 'Harvester of Sorrow' echoes through the venue. As the song transitions to quiet guitar noodling, a lone figure emerges. Corey Cruelty poses in the lion's mouth, head bowed low and arms forming an X over his crotch. As the lone chord interrupts the noodling (NB: 0:15 of song), he thows his arms out, 'opening' the X. He stalls in this position for a few seconds, then, as the drums kick back in and the tempo picks up again, he begins to make his way down to the ring, Kassie Dark following closely behind. JAKE AARONS:
This tournament bout is to be fought over a ten minute time limit with one fall, one submission or a knockout to determine the winner! Introducing first from Duluth, Minnesota! He weighs in at two hundred and ten pounds! COREY CRUELTY! Breaking Benjamin's "Until the End" begins and Eli Buchanan comes out of the lion's mouth, briefcase in hand to lead AJ Knight to the ring. Knight quickly removes his Red Army t-shirt and tosses it aside, he climbs inside the ring.
JAKE AARONS:
His opponent from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania! He weighs in tonight at two hundred and twenty pounds! AJ KNIGHT! Knight extends his hand to Cruelty, who slaps it quickly. JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Xavier Price!Buchanan asks Cruelty something and the Prince of Darkness responds by slapping the briefcase out of his hands! Knight jumps the former Heritage Champion from behind! Cruelty falls down to his knees and begins being forearm clubbed repeatedly! Cruelty staggers to his feet but is backed up against the ropes, he gets kicked in the gut and spills out onto the apron and down to the floor! Knight goes out after him and pulls him up, laying a tremendous right hand into his face! Cruelty falls to a rest against the ring apron but the Red Army's prospect pulls him up and turns him around - slamming him into the guardrail! Cruelty doesn't get a moment to think or regain his composure as Knight yanks him to his feet and throws him back inside the ring! SAM HEWITT:
I am not at all sure what that exchange between Eli Buchanan and Corey Cruelty was all about, but Cruelty's rejection of it has set AJ Knight off!CHAD GOMEZ:
If I heard correctly, I believe he asked him to join the Red Army.Cruelty stumbles to his feet and goes out of the ring again, Knight drops off the apron and goes around to the side where Cruelty is on but gets kicked in the midsection for his troubles and sent head first into the guardrail just as he did to Cruelty! Knight fumbles away after the impact, but Cruelty grabs him and slams him into the ring apron before throwing him inside. Knight struggles to his feet, but Cruelty gets in and up to his feet before AJ can and rams him head first into the turnbuckle! Knight falls back into the corner but the Prince of Darkness hauls him out and whips him into the ropes... Knight comes back FLYING FOREARM! Cruelty goes down to the mat clutching his face! Knight stomps on him a few times before yanking him to his feet in a front chancery then tossing him against the ropes. Knight grabs his wrist and Irish whips him across the ring, a lariat follows and sends Cruelty down to the mat! Buchanan yells for Knight to stay on him, so the prospect clubs him with a forearm and yanks him up... Cruelty headbutts him! Knight turns around holding his nose and Cruelty clamps on a sleeper hold! Knight tries to grab the top rope, but Cruelty yanks him back... Knight lunges for it again, but Cruelty pulls him back a second time but the momentum causes both of them to go through the ropes backwards and out to the floor! SAM HEWITT:
Outside they go!
Price's count begins as Cruelty claws his way to his feet, he grabs Knight and tries to Piledrive him on the floor but AJ back drops him! AJ rolls in and right back out, breaking the count which has reached seven by this point. He pulls Cruelty up and pushes him back inside the ring. Knight pulls him up and throws him into the corner... AJ begins stomping a mud hole into Cruelty's midsection! Knight backs off at four but goes right back on the attack, grabbing Cruelty out of the corner... pulling him into a front chancery and dropping him with a swinging neckbreaker! Lateral press! 1... ... 2... KICK OUT! Knight pulls him up into a lock-up and Cruelty uses the cover to rake his eyes! Buchanan tells Price to pay attention as Knight retreats to the corner. Cruelty grabs him by the head and delivers a facebuster! Cruelty rolls him onto his stomach and makes a cover. 1... ... 2-KICK OUT! The Prince of Darkness pulls AJ up off the mat and lines him up for a Yakuza kick, but AJ side steps it and clobbers him with a knee to the midsection! Knight applies the front chancery and throws an arm over... hoisting Cruelty up and slamming him down with a suplex! He rolls over for the cover. 1... ... 2... KICK OUT! Knight pulls Cruelty up by his hair into a seated position and applies a chinlock, really cranking on it as Buchanan mouths off to Cruelty! Buchanan climbs onto the apron, Price tells him to get back down but we see it's a clever distraction as Knight puts both of his feet up on the middle rope to increase his elevation and the effectiveness of the rear chinlock. Price turns his attention back to the two fighters and Knight pulls his feet off just in the nick of time. Price gets into position, asking Cruelty if he'd like to submit and Knight puts his feet back up on the ropes. Price comes back up, telling Buchanan to shut up and Knight once again gets his feet off the ropes just in time but Price seems to sense something is amiss based on the ropes bouncing. Knight decides to readjust, getting himself off the mat and briefly letting go of the hold before reapplying it, but Cruelty fights up to his feet and begins to elbow his way out of the hold! He breaks free after the third elbow, rushes to the ropes and springs off with a Yakuza kick! SAM HEWITT:
A kick right to the face! And just like that the momentum has shifted in this bout.Knight falls to a knee from the kick, so Cruelty begins clubbing him with forearms to the back before whipping him into the ropes... a running knee sends Knight up and over and back down to the mat! Cruelty drops a knee on his head! He covers! 1... ... 2... KICK OUT! Cruelty gives the thumbs down, Buchanan tells AJ that he's going for it! Cruelty pulls AJ up and Knight responds by falling backwards, out through the ropes and onto the apron. Cruelty doesn't care though and heads right out after him! He grabs AJ and slams him into the ring apron before throwing him back inside! Knight tries crawling to his feet, but Cruelty pulls him in for the Oblivion! Buchanan slides the briefcase into the ring and gets on the apron, Cruelty charges after him but Price gets in between them! Price tries to pry Cruelty away from Buchanan, who has since hopped down... AJ picks up the briefcase and hoists it above his head... SAM HEWITT:
Rob Draven!Indeed, the Corpse gets up on the apron and yanks the briefcase away... Knight turns around and gets blasted with it! Draven drops it and hops off drawing Eli Buchanan's attention! Price pulls Cruelty away - spinning him around in the process. The Prince of Darkness sees Knight is on another planet and grabs him... OBLIVION PILEDRIVER! 1... ... 2... ... 3! Buchanan grabs his briefcase and charges after Draven, who stands his ground and challenges Buchanan to come after him but Eli thinks better of it. Cruelty rolls out of the ring, spots Draven and gives him an odd look. Kassie Dark rushes to his side and fills him in on what happened, Cruelty is pissed! Cruelty gets in Draven's face and the two are quickly pulled apart by security! Buchanan climbs into the ring to attend to AJ. SAM HEWITT:
Corey Cruelty is not happy about winning off of Rob Draven's assistance!CHAD GOMEZ:
You remember what Draven said - any tactics the Red Army used against him would be fair game and he made good on his word.SAM HEWITT:
He sure did, but he may have made another enemy in Corey Cruelty - who earns the number one contendership to the Iron Championship with this victory. Fans! We have to take a break! Don't go away!
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Post by Office on Feb 26, 2017 16:53:04 GMT -5
The media have assembled inside the Pollo Hall. A large Lion's Road poster featuring both the King of the Lions Champion Julian Cutlass and his next challenger Iron Champion James Edwards serves as a backdrop. A stage hand fixes a microphone and tests it before signalling to the back. Mandeville Nelson, the Board's Representative takes the stage and steps to the podium which has a cloth covered table on either side. One has a Cutlass nameplate while the other features an Edwards nameplate.
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Greetings from the Lion's Road! My name is Mandeville Nelson! Welcome to our contract signing for the upcoming King of the Lions Championship bout between champion Julian Cutlass and challenger James Edwards. This exciting bout will take place on Thursday, March 9th in Cleveland, Ohio. It will be the first King of the Lions title match to be contested under Iron Rules. Both fighters will be here momentarily to sign the contract and answer any questions you might have.
A side door to the conference room opens, and the flickers of shutters on cameras fill the air. James Edwards steps into view wearing a pair of tan slacks, a pressed white shirt, and a sharp navy blazer. The Iron Championship is strapped snuggly around his waist for practical reasons since he carries a black bag over his shoulder. His agent, Charlie Tilton, follows him into the room. She is wearing a light blue dress with a black sweater and looks nervous in comparison to her surprisingly calm client. Charlie heads straight for the podium while James sits down in his appointed spot. She takes a deep breath before speaking.
CHARLIE TILTON:
Afternoon y'all. I'm Charlie Tilton, James' representation. He'll be taking questions himself here shortly but wanted me to handle the openin' remarks.
Charlie pulls a piece of paper out of her sweater pocket and places it on the podium.
CHARLIE TILTON:
James is excited about this opportunity. He thinks he has worked hard to get to this point. He knows that his reign as Iron Champion has brought increased scrutiny to not only sport of professional wrestling, but Lion's Road as well. That is why this fight is so important to him. He wants to show the world what a great, clean fight looks like, and hopes that if he wins, it will start an honorable title reign that will make the fans, the company, and himself proud.
Charlie breathes another a sigh of relief and power walks away from center stage. She finds her seat next to James. He smiles at her. Charlie squeezes his shoulder and whispers something in his ear. James bites his lip to keep from cursing and a moment later pulls the Iron Championship off and places it on the table.
When Julian Cutlass emerges from the backstage, the response is always volcanic. From the buzz of the shutters, the security guard awakening from apathy and boredom, to the hustling reporters stretching out their arms to be the first to ask a question as though they were trying to touch the face of God – when the champion shows up, it becomes a totally different room.
He walks unaccompanied. No managers, no girlfriends, no girlfriend-managers. His only companion is the King of Lions title resting on his shoulder. In his free hand he holds a bento box. The hood’s up on his BLACK Lion’s Road sweatshirt. He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses – whose gonna be the motivated journalist to ask him about his corrective lenses? Between the specs, the sweats, and the grizzled salt-and-pepper permafrost that constitutes his beard, he has the aura of a dishevelled jazz musician.
He sets up the King of Lions title next to the nameplate on his table and opens up the bento. He savors the aroma and sits down. From his sweatshirt pocket he unveils a pair of chopsticks. All eyes are upon him. And he pops a piece of broccoli into his mouth. He turns his head to Mandeville Nelson.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
You want me to say something?
He’s still chewing and doesn’t wait for a response. He surveys the press pool and then leans across the table, glancing over at James Edwards’ side of the house. With his chopsticks he points at the Iron title.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
The fuck is that thing doing here? Are you putting it up for grabs or something? Is that why we’re fighting under Iron rules?
He shrugs off the confusion.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
If not, that’s pretty slick maneuvering, Jim. Of course, to be truthful, it’s only gonna hold you back. And that’s pretty disappointing if I don’t get fight you at your max potential.
He digs around in the bento for few moments before downing a piece of fish. The reporters sit stunned, mesmerized... and watch Julian Cutlass eat. Edwards doesn't wait too long to reply while the King of Lions paws at fish. He angles in his chair and faces Cutlass at an awkward angle.
JAMES EDWARDS:
I brought the belt because he told me to.
James nods towards the nervous looking Nelson, who seems to be on the verge of a stroke due to his inability to successfully conduct the press conference.
JAMES EDWARDS:
It wasn't my idea to fight this thing under Iron Rules anyways. Can't say I like the idea either. If I beat you, I sure as hell don't want it to be by a points decision or get screwed by the bell like you did against Pulver. You wanna do this like a real fight, fine by me. No rounds, no points, and no time limit. Only way to win his by pin, submission, knockout, or count out. Deal?
Cutlass laughs and shakes his head.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Man, you just don’t get it.
The buzz throughout the press pool heightens.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
I couldn’t care less about the Iron rules. We can have an eating contest for all I care, I’ll even let you catch up.
He holds a battered piece of shrimp tempura in his chopsticks.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
The problem here is that you ain’t got nothing on the line, and that makes you less of a competitor for me. Here you get an opportunity to test the waters against this promotion’s finest, but in the back of your mind you know that if worst comes to worst, you can always run back to the Iron division where you get to kick around bulimic girls and various nobodies while you strut around with that piece of jewellery.
He still leans over his table and points to Mandeville Nelson with the chopsticks, that battered shrimp dangling still in his clutches.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Don’t blame, Mandy. Own your fucking actions. Everyone in this room can tell you love being a champion. Damn near every show you’re out there posing for the camera, moaning about ‘the weight’ of the Iron title. You gotta let everyone know that Lion’s Road let’s you carry around it’s jewellery.
Cutlass rolls his eyes and finally scarfs down the shrimp tempura.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
And hey, for the record, I didn’t get screwed by the bell with Pulver. Matt Pulver is a fucking ace of spades and we tore it up out there. He could easily have been sitting here today, so I’m not gonna let you knock him down like that.
Julian glances at the King of Lions championship that rests so patiently on the table.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
If the Iron title gives you so much grief, you ought to rethink signing that contract. Being a champion isn't about you. It's your opponents, your allies, your rivals… they’re the ones who make it all worthwhile. The King of Lions fights the best there is. And like I said, right now you’re not at your max.
His eyes narrow.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
You need to let go.
The audience is stunned into silence. The press murmurs at the spectacle before them. They have questions they’d like to ask for their weekend columns or their next blog post, but who could ask for a better story than the one currently unfurling before them. Edwards coolly looks at his title and then at Cutlass. He weighs his words carefully...
JAMES EDWARDS:
Fuck you.
The press pool stop tweeting, scribbling, and typing. Charlie looks like she wants to kill James. Cutlass just smirks him. James leans forward into the microphone and repeats himself.
JAMES EDWARDS:
Fuck you. Fuck you for talkin' down to me. Fuck you for mockin' me when you ain't had to go through half the shit I have since I got this belt. Fuck you for insultin' good fighters and a good division. I don't have to give up a damn thing. I earned my title shot.
Edwards picks his bag up off the floor, unzips it, and deposits the belt in it. The reporters in the press pool turn their heads in unison to gauge Julian’s reaction. He smirks and from his hoodie pocket pulls out of a bottle of water… and he takes a long gulp before wiping his chin. He reaches over and lifts the King of Lions title high into the air. The camera shutters start up again. The smirk disappears. He becomes somber.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Daniels… Chrenshaw… Hammerstein… Pulver… in no world do the likes of A.J. Knight or Sarah Starr compare against those who I’ve defeated challenging for this belt. I hate to break it to you, but the world ain’t flat.
He throws the title over his shoulder.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Don’t lie and pretend that anyone in the Iron division has challenged you yet. You’ve done the young fighters a service by showing them where they are weak. If they have the desire, they’ll improve themselves. That's how the process works, Jim.
He draws back the hood. His head is freshly shaved. He seems more gaunt than usual. His face thinner, his eyes more… blue.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
And now you need someone to reveal your weaknesses.
When he stands to his feet his jeans seem more relaxed around his thighs come to think of it.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
I know you’re searching for a way to become better.
He stares off into the distance into some unseen realm.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Well, I’ll save you the trouble. No one can help you. You can't train your way out of this one. You’re not prepared to do what it takes to reach the next level.
He walks over to the podium, taking the bento box with him. He sits it atop the podium. Picks up then pen. He glances over to James Edwards.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
To become the man you want to be, you have to leave behind the man that you are.
He doesn’t even wait for the challenger as he pistol whips his name on the contract and sets down the pen on the other side of the podium. James watches Julian the entire time. His focus is eerie. He calmly gets out of his seat and approaches the podium without a word. Cutlass doesn't meet his gaze. Instead, the champion toys with his last piece of shrimp. The challenger's concentration remains resolute as he scribbles his name on the document, making the title fight in Cleveland official. Despite the tension in the air, Edwards offers Cutlass his hand. All he gets is a smirk. Julian picks up the piece of shrimp but in the blink of an eye. Edwards grabs it out the eating utensils from the Far East. Edwards holds his crustaceous conquest between his point finger and thumb. Nelson gawks at the scene unfolding in front of him and gulps. Charlie rises out her seat, ready to pull James away if need be. Cutlass, well now the Iron Champion has his attention. No one in the room knows if it is out of shock or anger that Edwards ruined one of his favorite meals, but he strides forward. James casually tosses the shrimp over his shoulder and stands his ground. Soon he and the champion are standing nose to nose. Each silently daring the other to make a move, but then security hits the stage and gets in between the two. Mandy Nelson seizes the podium, his face having taken on the same hue as Dracula's.
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Okay! Okay... I do believe it is time for these two to call it an evening! I do apologize if you did not get to ask a question - I will see that each of these men answers a few of them through our website! Thank you for coming out! We will see you this Thursday in Sandusky, and two weeks time in Cleveland for this big championship bout between Julian Cutlass and James Edwards!
Security whisks champion and challenger off in opposite directions as stage hands come out to clean up the stage area.
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Post by Office on Feb 26, 2017 16:53:08 GMT -5
JAKE AARONS:
This Heritage Championship bout is to be fought over 4 five minute rounds with one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner!
Motorhead's "In the Year of the Wolf" hits and the lion's mouth spews out fire! Through the fire, flames and smokes emerges Alexander Irvine with his head cast down. He takes a moment before lifting his head, releasing the smoke from his mouth. He starts down the aisle, removing his BLACK Lion's ROad t-shirt and throws it aside. Upon reaching the ring, he goes through the ropes and walks toward his corner before throwing some punch and kick combinations before bouncing back and forth on the balls of his feet to shake his arms out. The opening chords of "Cuka Rocka" announce the arrival of the newly crowned double champion, or quadruple if you count her Pollomania accolades. Purple smoke pours from the lion's nostrils as the mouth opens, La Cucaracha charges out and raises the Heritage title high to a pop and does her complicated hand gesture with her free hand. Cucaracha rushes down the aisle, clapping hands with some fans before stopping to let a younger fan take a selfie with her and the title. Irvine stares impatiently and La Cucaracha ignores it, rushing to the other side of the aisle to take another picture. She then heads up onto the apron, Irvine is held back by Cordell Garner as Cucaracha climbs through the ropes and raises her title then gives it to Aarons before going to her corner.
JAKE AARONS:
Introducing first from Keokuk, Iowa! He weighs in tonight at two hundred and fifteen pounds! Making his first challenge for the Heritage Championship! ALEXANDER IRVINE!
Irvine continues warming up.
JAKE AARONS:
His opponent from Toronto, Ontario! She weighs in tonight at one hundred and twenty nine pounds! She is the current, reigning and defending Great Lakes Heritage Champion! LA CUCARACHA!
Cucaracha removes her t-shirt and chucks it into the crowd.
JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Cordell Garner!
Garner gives a wave before going over the rules with champion and challenger. They both nod to indicate they understand the rules, Garner tells them to shake hands if they like and Irvine just stares Cucaracha down as she tries to. She pulls her hand away and spins her index finger around her ear as she walks away.
JAKE AARONS:
Round one!
The typically methodically Irvine charges, pushing Garner aside and traps Cucaracha in the corner - lighting her up with strikes to the midsection, trying to open up her head. Garner counts to five and yanks Irvine away from the corner, letting him off with a warning which the Sandusky crowd doesn't approve of. Irvine darts at her again as she gets up out of the corner, she ducks and goes for a takedown and manages to get the leg but Irvine stands his ground and hammers away on her! She pulls away and swings wildly, Irvine ducks it with ease and lights her up with a stiff forearm! Cucaracha stumbles and the Wolf sizes her up, waiting for her to start back toward him... she does, he goes for a flying knee! Cucaracha dives at his base knee and tackles it! Irvine goes to the ground and Cucaracha holds onto it for dear life! The challenger is blasting her with slaps and even starts stomping her with his heel while she's in his guard! He manages to grab her arm, free it from his leg and throws his other leg over to apply an armbar! Cucaracha wisely rolls onto her side but Irvine anticipates this and transitions into a triangle choke! Cucaracha's inexperience leaves her susceptible to it. A closer camera angle shows she has her left arm trapped, but her right arm is stuck between his legs also - create a tiny bit of relief for her while also making her unable to attack or use her hands. Cucaracha looks up and quickly moves her feet in a counter clockwise manner and grabs the bottom rope with her legs!
SAM HEWITT:
A very intense start to this bout! Alexander Irvine came out with guns blazing, trying to finish La Cucaracha early! The young Canadian is a hell of a talent for having only one year under her belt, but does not possess the skill set just yet to go toe to toe with Alexander Irvine at his game.
CHAD GOMEZ:
It's a great way to get eaten alive. A few days of training with James Edwards or not!
SAM HEWITT:
She needs to utilize her quickness and cunning. Irvine is prone to getting frustrated and that's her key to victory in this one. Fight defensively, frustrate and pick her spots.
Cucaracha gets to her feet and Irvine goes after her again, she manages to drive a knee into his solar plexus! The Wolf doubles over both in pain and in an attempt to grab her leg before she brings it back down, but Cucaracha hooks his arms! She drops back for the Hiss of Death! Irvine manages to get his hands up and soften the blow of his head on the mat! The crowd's pop deflates as Irvine lands in half guard, but quickly transitions into mount and begins firing away! Cucaracha turns onto her side, Irvine hops off and looks like he's going to soccer kick her but the round ends. Irvine chuckles as he backs into his corner and makes sure to show her that he could've easily squashed her like a bug if he wanted to. Jimmy Winner pops onto the apron and towels Irvine's face and neck down quickly, telling his fellow BLR member something but Irvine's eyes are fixated on the champion. Cucaracha's cornerman is Matt Pulver, who's trying to give her pointers while icing her face. She doesn't respond entirely favourably to the process, but nods as the bell sounds to begin the second.
JAKE AARONS:
Round two!
The challenger emerges from his corner a bit slower this time, circling La Cucaracha like she's his next meal. Cucaracha darts forward, then leaps back but the Wolf doesn't bite. She shrugs and and circles with him some more, Irvine starts cutting the ring off and creating less distance for her to navigate through. He gets her close to the ropes then pounces, but Cucaracha side steps! Irvine crashes into the ropes and Cucaracha turns and bashes him with a forearm! She leaps onto the second rope and begins thrashing her challenger with forearms from the heightened position! Garner starts the five count on her but Irvine shoves her off before he hits five. Cucaracha grabs Irvine's head on the way down and yanks him into a couple of Muay Thai knees! She follows up... BUG ZAPPER! Double knees to the face of the challenger! She holds on and monkey flips him over top of her and transitions into a grounded side headlock. She tries holding down his wrist, Pulver shouts for her to do an Americana but Cucaracha clearly can't remember as she fumbles trying to do so. Irvine bucks her off and gets back to his feet.
CHAD GOMEZ:
There's the inexperience showing itself. Cucaracha had Irvine in excellent position to try and execute an Americana submission, something that her second Matt Pulver could very likely do in his sleep.
SAM HEWITT:
I have no doubt about that, but I don't think anyone is expecting La Cucaracha to submit Alexander Irvine. Sure, submissions can come out of nowhere but this certainly isn't the time or the place that I'd expect to see her bust out her first submission win in Lion's Road.
Irvine grabs her leg and tries to slap her while he's got a hold of it, but she ducks it and enzuigiri's him on the follow through! She leaps on top of him before the three second rule takes effect and begins slapping him! Irvine groggily eggs her on, she gets up and stomps his face! Irvine sits up in pain and Cucaracha gives him her version of a penalty kick! Irvine rolls onto his side and attempts to stand up, but his wobbly legs won't let him! He falls back to his knee and rests against the ropes holding his head in pain. Cucaracha backs up at the request of Garner but eggs Irvine on just as he had done moments before. Irvine scowls as Garner counts, getting to his feet at four. Cucaracha charges him this time, grabbing his foot and trying to yank him down to the mat but Irvine steps forward, then falls back into the ropes using the bounce to push him into the centre of the ring. He falls on account of the champion having his leg, but Cucaracha starts getting heels to her head! She pushes into his guard, getting herself closer to prevent the attack but allowing Irvine to grab her in a chin lock! Irvine pushes her off, using his leg to create some distance between the two. He scrambles back to his feet and grabs her as she does, opting to bearhug her from behind... he chucks her over for what can only be described as a package German suplex! Cucaracha lands uncomfortably on her head, the crowd explodes as Garner begins his count. 1... 2... 3... 4... Cucaracha pushes off the mat. 5... 6... 7... she battles up to her knees and at nine stands up, Irvine marches across the ring prepared to strike her down, but the round ends! Pulver quickly springs into action, throwing a stool down and yanking her backwards onto it. He gets in the ring, checks her over before Dr. Pierson steps inside and begins examining her.
SAM HEWITT:
A very uncomfortable landing for the champion on Irvine's suplex.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Right on top of her greasy head!
SAM HEWITT:
Dr. Pierson has entered the ring as per protocol to check her out after that nasty head drop.
Cucaracha seems to be with it, Dr. Pierson nods to Garner.
JAKE AARONS:
Round three!
The bell sounds, Irvine comes out and begins kicking La Cucaracha's leg! Leg kicks galore before Cucaracha pokes Irvine in the eye! Irvine stumbles and gets dropkicked into the corner, Cucaracha tries rushing to her feet but gets greeted by Garner holding up a yellow card!
JAKE AARONS:
Referee Cordell Garner has issued a yellow card to La Cucaracha for poking the eyes! Her first public warning!
Cucaracha shrugs it off and grabs Irvine by the neck, two hands and drops to her knees - dropping his jaw down on her head! He staggers around and swings wildly in frustration, Cucaracha ducks it easily and hops over the top rope, scales the turnbuckles and leaps off with a sling blade! She and Irvine both go down, but are back on their feet at roughly the same time. She dropkicks him in the knee, knocking him down to one and then hooks on, swings and neckbreakers him! She backs up into the turnbuckles, slips on her first attempt to get up but gets up on her second but Garner waves her down - she's exceeded the three second rule. He begins the count on Irvine while Cucaracha remains seated on the top turnbuckle. The challenger gets up with his back to her and she gets up, standing on the second rope... the Wolf backs up close enough and Cucaracha leaps off with an elbow drop to his neck/shoulder! Irvine falls to a knee and she leaps onto his back and applies the Roach Trap! She tries kneeing Irvine to get him down on the mat, but this only serves to anger the Wolf as he backs up into the corner squashing her between him and the 'buckles. Irvine slowly walks back into the centre of the ring and turns around... HIGH ANGLE DROPKICK RIGHT TO THE HEAD! Irvine goes down and rolls out of the ring, Cucaracha plays to the crowd as Irvine holds his face in pain. Cucaracha steps through the ropes and out onto the apron, offering to hold the ropes for him to get back in but the Wolf glares at her in reply before walking away. The Heritage Champion shrugs and gets back into the ring. Irvine takes a full lap around the ring and looks to get back in, but Cucaracha hits a baseball slide dropkick to his face! Irvine is spun around by the impact and drops to a knee on the floor, Garner pulls out a yellow card.
JAKE AARONS:
Referee Cordell Garner has issued a yellow card to La Cucaracha for preventing her opponent from getting back inside the ring! Her second public warning!
Cucaracha argues this call, allowing Irvine some valuable time to recover and slither back inside the ring. The Wolf gets to his feet and grabs Cucaracha by the arm, spinning her around! She greets him with a forearm! The look on Irvine's face doesn't seem to indicate that he felt anything and he starts peppering the Heritage Champion with body shots, then a brutal headbutt! With Cucaracha staggered, he lunges at her with a lariat but she drops to her knee and rolls forward. Irvine catches himself in the corner and starts back out after her, Cucaracha leaps up and tries to Bug Zap him but he palm strikes her down! He hops into mount and throws down an elbow just as the round ends!
CHAD GOMEZ:
La Cucaracha's face would've looked like ground beef if that bell didn't save her!
SAM HEWITT:
It wouldn't have been pretty!
CHAD GOMEZ:
It isn't now.
Pulver reminds Cucaracha of her bread and butter - flash pins, while Jimmy Winner is not so helpful telling Alexander Irvine that Jimmy believes in him! The bell sounds to begin the fourth and final round. Cucaracha and Irvine emerge from their corners ready to give it their all, Irvine storms across the ring and Cucaracha does her best to dodge the attack. Irvine tracks her down in the corner and tries to pull her out but she hangs in there and Garner calls for a break, Irvine slaps her across the face! The crowd oohs as Cucaracha fires up - using Garner as a springboard as he's pulling Irvine away to dropkick Irvine square in the mush! The Wolf falls back into the corner, Garner falling in the process. Cucaracha uses him to her advantage again, rushing across the ring and leaping off of him to enhance her forearm smash! Alexander Irvine falls down in the corner and Garner gets up, admonishing her about using him to enhance her moves. She brushes it off and calls out for the cannonball... she charges across and leaps into her flip... she gets all of it! The crowd is firmly behind her with a LOUD CUCA-RACHA~! CUCA-RACHA~! chant. She pulls Irvine up and crosses his arms, pulling him in for the Hiss of Death DDT... but he picks her up off her feet in a hurry, stumbling backwards as he does... THEY BOTH GO TUMBLING OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE FLOOR! Pulver and Winner each rush to their respective fighter's aid as Dr. Pierson and stage hands also attend.
CHAD GOMEZ:
I don't know if the ring mics caught that, but there was a hell of a thud when they spilled over.
SAM HEWITT:
It's a scary scene, fans. Please sit tight... La Cucaracha was trying to set up her Hiss of Death DDT like we've seen her do so many times before... and Alexander Irvine lifted her up... he tripped in doing so and both of them went crashing out over the top rope. Particularly scary as Irvine would've been unable to break his fall with his hands or arms as they were being restrained by Cucaracha. I think she hit the ring apron on the way down.
Garner waves off the match, calling for the bell which gets some boos from the Sandusky crowd but for the most part they are just silent as medics attend to the fighters. Pulver and some medics help load Cucaracha onto a stretcher that's been rolled to ringside and quickly take her off. Another stretcher comes down and Alexander Irvine begins to be loaded onto it, but he begins blasting medics as they're trying to strap him down! He fights his way off the stretcher and gets back into the ring. Security, stage hands and medics are trying to reason with him as he drops to a knee from the fall... Irvine falls to both knees and spots the Heritage Championship ahead of him. He crawls to it, picks it up and pulls himself up in the corner before struggling to ascend the ropes. He raises the title above his head, clearly in a ton of pain and getting a shit ton of boos from the Sandusky crowd. He looks down and SLAMS THE HERITAGE TITLE OVER THE RING POST! He slams it over and over, again and again as the face plate cracks. He holds up the title afterwards, pieces missing and laughs as the show closes.
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Post by Office on Mar 2, 2017 23:08:08 GMT -5
3/9 in Cleveland, Ohio
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