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Post by Office on Oct 18, 2017 11:22:37 GMT -5
We open to AJ Knight sitting on the stage in a chair. With a microphone in hand, a video screen behind him and the crowd loudly voicing their support despite a bit of confusion for what exactly he's doing. Jake Aarons walks past and says something, but AJ shakes his head. AJ KNIGHT
No, I'm done waiting.The audience pops for AJ's first words since the attack. AJ KNIGHT
I have had enough! Enough with the running, enough with the mind games, I'm DONE! I'm done, Jacob! I'm sick of you running away from me and throwing everyone, anything you can think of in my path! BE A MAN for once in your life, take your balls out of Holly's purse...OOH, boy. That gets a pop. AJ KNIGHT
And get your ass out here so that we can settle this! AJ gets up out of his chair and turns toward the curtains, waiting... AJ KNIGHT
Come on!Still nothing, so AJ sits back down. AJ KNIGHT
Fine! You're too scared to fight me like a man, let's do it the only way you know how!AJ gets up and throws the chair toward the curtain and turns his back to it, side eyeing the video screen. Nothing...AJ KNIGHT
You're a ****** coward!AJ is seething, but calms down enough to grab the chair and set it back up so that he can sit again. AJ KNIGHT
That's fine, Jacob... I got all night. Knight puts the mic on his lap and kicks back with his hands behind his head. Mandeville Nelson emerges from the curtain, AJ sits up... but then goes right back to relaxing when he realizes it's not Hammerstein. Nelson walks up and though he isn't holding a microphone, the one in AJ's lap picks up the exchange. MANDEVILLE NELSON
Is this how you want to handle this?AJ KNIGHT
Sure, I don't give a damn anymore of doing this the 'right' way! I want to whoop his ass! MANDEVILLE NELSON
Well, he's not here.AJ deflates a bit hearing that, Nelson picks up the microphone. MANDEVILLE NELSON
Hammerstein isn't here tonight.The crowd boos. MANDEVILLE NELSON
But... I did get this text from him a few moments ago. Guys, can we put it up?On cue, the screen captures the text message sent to the President of Lion's Road's phone. "Tell that sorry kid, I ain't here tonight and that it's good news because it'll save him another beating. Next week I'll give him the chance to do what he's wanted to from the start. Talk this thing out."The crowd boos and AJ looks at Mandy and shakes his head, visibly pissed. A second message pops up. "Cool, I'm on the big screen when I'm texting! I really am Mr. Ratings! AJ don't worry, I'll be there next week and we can chat about all this. For your benefit, I'll get us a no contact clause... so you don't have to worry about being in a pool of your own blood."AJ kicks the chair away and turns to Nelson, but security comes out and intercepts him.
MANDEVILLE NELSON
AJ, I'm sorry I have to do this but we've got a show to do. Knight begrudgingly exits the stage at security's request.
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Post by Office on Oct 18, 2017 11:22:40 GMT -5
A large man in a fine black suit, the V of the shirt a bright red with a black tie, sits within a dark room, a soft golden spotlight shining down upon him. The man, thick salt-and-pepper beard on his face, looks down at his knees and feet, his eyes looking at nothing. Those eyes, a blue which has lost its battle to grey, are centered within deep black and purple bags. That face is exhausted, as if it has seen the very depths of the Abyss and had somehow crawled back out.
“Know what sucks?”
His voice is deep and harsh, a voice rising out of a scratchy throat and nearly crying out with pain at the trail it traveled. The big man shakes a little, his whole body moving a touch, but the right hand in front of him shaking with an uncontrolled motion that he does not even seem to notice. “I have traveled all across this world...and I have nothing to show for it.”
The big man shakes his head, shaggy hair waving gently across a forehead lined with age and worry. “Been all around this place, man. Started my reporter gig...worked for that masked due in Maine...got into the whole garbage scene. Greatest Hardcore Wrestler Ever!”
He smirks and barks a mirthless laugh at his sudden enthusiasm. “All for nothing, man. All those titles? Don’t mean a damn thing. All that money? Spent on hookers and blow years ago. And my one shot at happiness? Pissed it away.”
He shrugs. “Because I’m selfish.”
He pauses for a moment. “Reality is that...well...I hate myself. I really do. I fight...for what...the sake of fighting? To beat people up for the sheer joy of it? It’s not like I like the pain, ya know? Just gotta fight. Just gotta punch someone in the face. Especially if they are some piece of trash. Hell, I joined up with Miles Blake in San Fran just to prove a point! And I did, man. Best there had ever been in DARC. My promos brought in more eyeballs and viewers than there had ever been, and I got to dump that rooster dude on his head to be the tag champs with Johnny. And what do I have to show for it?”
He holds up his hands, showing them to be empty, that right hand shaking as severely as ever. “Whole bunch of nothing, man. Ya know what’s funny? That’s what Edwards me. Good Ol’ Crybaby. Calls me Nothing. Or, Nothin’, anyway. Damned drawl of his. Can’t sound like a regular human being with that damned drawl. But that’s what he calls me. Nothin’. And after all of this? All the battles? All the titles? All that money...the hookers and blow?”
He looks at his left hand. A ring is on his finger, a black band with only one shot of glittering diamond for relief. “Nothing.”
He looks up, finally acknowledging the camera. “This is what sucks, Lynx: I got nothing to live for, man. I got nothing holding me back, nothing for me to be beholden to. The only family I have is a goddaughter who wants nothing to do with me and an ex-wife who wishes I would just disappear. Friends? I gotta couple. Got some Horseman that might still hang out with me, share a beer. But other than that? I’ve got nothing. And that means I’ve not nothing to look forward to other than kicking your ass on Thursday. And believe you me, I suspect that will be the most fun I have had in ages.
“So, that whole sucking thing? Sucks to be you. I mean, you’re already a nobody from what I can tell. I mean, for the five minutes or so I cared to look around, I didn’t see shit on you. Not even a name, outside of the booking sheet. Know what that makes you? Nothing. Just like me. And I’m tough as hell to beat when you have the advantage. On my level? On my playing field? Don’t stand a chance, man.
"So head on over to Star Zone, man. Meet me in Michigan, man. I’m a California native, and spent a chunk of years in New England, but I’ve been all over this world. Beating people up. Michigan? No different. This Thursday? No different.
“See ya around.”
DEXTER SEVERIN IN ACTION NEXT ON WRESTLING FROM THE LION'S ROAD!
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Post by Office on Oct 18, 2017 11:22:43 GMT -5
JAKE AARONS
Ladies and gentlemen, this opening bout is to be fought over a fifteen minute time limit with one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner! Introducing first from Tijuana, Mexico! He weighs in at one hundred and eighty five pounds! LYNX!The luchador gives a wave.
JAKE AARONS
His opponent from Riverside, California! He weighs in at two hundred and forty pounds! DEXTER SEVERIN!The man known as Tragick doesn't offer much in the way of taunting as he's announced, and stands perfectly still as Robbie Morris checks him over.
JAKE AARONS
Your referee for this bout is Robbie Morris! Referee Robbie Morris doesn't even get finished checking over Lynx as Dexter Severin comes roaring like a freight train across the ring, attacking the masked fighter as the bell sounds! Severn batters the Mexican with repeated forearm shots to the back, then throws him down to the mat. Severn leans against the ropes, waiting for Lynx to return to his feet and when he does... the lariat of doom finds a victim! Lynx nearly does a backflip and Severin chuckles as he remains accordion'd up from the attack. Severin makes a quick cover. 1... ... 2... KICK OUT! Severin looks at Lynx unimpressed and yanks him up into a seated position, then up to his feet. Severn drives a couple knees into his midsection as he backs him up into the ropes. Tragik grabs Lynx's arm and whips him across, he doubles over anticipating the luchador's return but Lynx leaps up... DOUBLE STOMP! Severin falls to his knees and Lynx exits to the apron, he grabs the top rope and slingshots himself into a spinning heel kick that catches the Sultan of Swag as he turns around! The crowd comes alive with Lynx's offense, maybe believing that he has a chance! Lynx stalks his prey... SAM HEWITT
He grabs him up! Double chickening! Could it be!?Lynx tries to lift the much heavier Severin for his Tiger suplex variation, but Severn sloppily blocks it! He charges backwards and squashes Lynx between he and the turnbuckles, Severin breaks free and staggers forward. With Severin away from him, Lynx is able to stumble forward... but a TRAGIKICK finds its mark! Lynx goes down like a sack of potatoes and Severin makes the lateral press. 1... ... 2... ... 3! CHAD GOMEZ
Damn! That superkick has some gusto on it!
SAM HEWITT
The Tragikick as he calls it, seals the deal and allows "Tragik" Dexter Severin to pick up the win here in his Lion's Road debut. A slow motion replay is shown.
CHAD GOMEZ
Look at the angle of this kick! Someone get Lynx's head out of the rafters!Severin leans back against the ropes and lets Morris raise his arm in victory as the show goes to break.
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Post by Office on Oct 18, 2017 11:22:46 GMT -5
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Post by Office on Oct 18, 2017 11:22:50 GMT -5
FLASHBACK - September 1st, 2016 in Tokyo, Japan
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Post by Office on Oct 18, 2017 11:22:52 GMT -5
KEEPING UP WITH THE CHAMPIONS
385 days
JULIAN CUTLASS King of Lions Champion
35 days
ALAN ENVY Heritage Heavyweight Champion
7 days
THE HARDLINERS
World Tag Team Champions
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Post by Office on Oct 18, 2017 12:10:55 GMT -5
"Panic" by the Smiths begins playing and the crowd stands up as AJ Knight and Ben Chrenshaw walk out. The Crippler smirks at the reaction, but looks very much like he's mentally prepared for the war which awaits. He gets pat on the back by AJ and climbs up on the apron. He steps through the ropes and runs back and forth a few times, before loosening up in the corner. "Columbia" by Oasis hits. Its stone-grooved rhythm gets the heads off the crowd bobbing as the speakers buzz to the pulse of the bass. Julian Cutlass emerges from the backstage clad in a blue, hooded robe and the crowd warps into a frenzy as he steadily makes his way down the aisle. Jimmy Winner is hopping up and down, a juxtaposition to Cutlass, who walks with a relaxed, assured confidence. He throws the robe to Winner outside of the ring before climbing the steps and ducking underneath the top rope to enter the ring. He stretches his legs and throws a few punches before standing in his corner in wait. Jake Aarons steps into the centre.
JAKE AARONS
Ladies and gentlemen! Here to make the special prematch declaration for the thirteenth King of Lions championship bout in Lion's Road history is the former first generation King of Lions Champion... Teddy Davis!
A lone fans yells out "TEDDY!" as he enters the ring.
CHAD GOMEZ
Oh, he brought someone who likes him.
Davis shakes hands with Chrenshaw then shakes the champion's hand. He takes out his flash cards as Aarons puts the microphone in front of him.
TEDDY DAVIS
Here tonight - Thursday, October 19th in Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario marks the thirteenth King of Lions bout in Lion's Road history. It is to be fought between challenger Ben Chrenshaw, looking for the last piece of the puzzle to complete his long sought after Triple Crown accomplishment and the champion Julian Cutlass, looking to make his unprecedented ninth defense of the crown. The crown known as the King of Lions Championship - the highest honour in all of Lion's Road! May the best of you two emerge victorious this evening and lay claim to the title of King of Lion's Road!
Davis bows politely as the fans cheer, then exits. Aarons steps into the centre of the ring.
JAKE AARONS
This King of Lions Championship bout is to be fought over a thirty minute time limit with two falls, two submissions or a knockout to decide the winner! Introducing first...
Crowd is 70/30 in favour of Cutlass, but a small "CHRENSHAW'S GONNA KILL YOU!" chant can be heard.
JAKE AARONS
Fighting out of London, England! He weighs in at two hundred and thirteen pounds! BEN CHRENSHAW!
Chrenshaw smirks and raises his arm. AJ slaps the apron in support.
JAKE AARONS
His opponent fighting out of Vancouver, British Columbia! He weighs in at two hundred and nineteen pounds! Attempting to make his NINTH defense... he is the current, reigning and defending King of Lions Champion...
After checking both men over thoroughly, Garner calls for the bell to begin the first fall in this two-out-of-three falls bout. Cutlass initiates his fighting stance and advances forward, Ben Chrenshaw smirks as he puts his hands up and stays confident as he's being backed into a corner. Cutlass fakes a shot, Chrenshaw doesn't flinch but does initiate a lock-up. The two fight for the advantage and wind up back in the centre of the ring. Chrenshaw gains the upper hand as he does a go behind and applies a rear waist hold, Cutlass grabs the top rope to force a break. The Crippler backs off without issue to some applause from the crowd. The two men lock-up again and Chrenshaw applies a very rough looking side headlock and really wrenches it in, Cutlass tries to push the former Heritage and Iron Champion's arm up but his challenger's grip is firm! Cutlass remains calm, but begins trying to dig his elbow into Chrenshaw's thigh... the challenger responds in kind by readjusting his grip so that it's even tighter! Cutlass is forced down to a knee, but seems to realize that he's not escaping this hold by pushing Chrenshaw's hands off him so he begins working his way behind Chrenshaw... grabbing an arm as he does... and slips out!
SAM HEWITT
Chrenshaw really putting some intense pressure on the head of Cutlass with that side headlock, but the champion able to escape. Chrenshaw, the challenger quickly pulls himself away from the champion.
CHAD GOMEZ
Smart move, though. You just spent ninety seconds aggravating the hell out of someone who's moody to begin with, you don't need to deal with his wrath. Back off, frustrate the guy without exerting any of your own energy.
Chrenshaw and Cutlass, challenger and champion both circle around the ring again and lock-up. Cutlass tries to pull a top wrist lock out, but Chrenshaw catches him with a knee to the gut! Cutlass doubles over but quickly replies with a forearm to the skull! A second one dazes Chrenshaw up against the ropes... Cutlass is being urged by Garner to back off, but he instead unleashes a mighty Mongolian chop on his challenger! Chrenshaw falls with his rear end on the middle ropes and his arms on the top rope - keeping him somewhat upright. Cutlass tries to grab him but gets a shoulder to the gut for his efforts! With the champ doubled over, Chrenshaw clamps on a front chancery and then turns his back toward the middle of the ring, drops down and rolls through! Cutlass avoids being flat on his back by rolling as soon as they land, making it your standard grounded front chancery. Chrenshaw takes a page out of the AJ Knight playbook and begins grinding Cutlass' face into the ring mat as he pushes down from the top. Cutlass tries to buck up, getting to his knees... Chrenshaw goes with him, keeping the hold intact but wrenching it in when Cutlass gets a little too brave for his liking. Chrenshaw gets up to a vertical base, yanking Cutlass up with him and cranks it hard... the champion responds by throwing an arm over Chrenshaw's neck and rolling backwards! SMALL PACKAGE!
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3-NO!
Chrenshaw gets up first and charges Cutlass' chest as he's getting to his feet with a knee. Cutlass falls to the mat and Chrenshaw drives his own head down onto the champion's with a falling headbutt! He drapes his left arm over Cutlass' chest, presses down and launches himself up... HEADBUTT AGAIN! He covers!
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KICK OUT!
SAM HEWITT
Ben Chrenshaw pulling out all the stops to try and secure the first fall in this best of three falls bout - including using his own head as a weapon.
CHAD GOMEZ
Look, I don't expect someone with a "Crippler" nickname to be of an entirely sound mind. He likes to hurt people and he's clearly not above hurting himself to do just that.
SAM HEWITT
That's what the ten pounds of gold means to these fighters.
Cutlass kicks out and rolls to all fours, Chrenshaw tries to quickly apply the front chancery again but Cutlass grabs an arm and slips out into a grounded hammerlock! He initially begins using his left arm to try and grab Chrenshaw's free arm and pull him over for a crucifix pin... but that doesn't work as planned, so the champion focuses on the hammerlocked arm and uses his own bicep to really torque on the pressure. He rises up in a three point stance, then drops back down - pushing the arm uncomfortably upwards. Chrenshaw isn't quitting though, so Cutlass abandons that strategy but keeps the arm hammerlocked as he pulls Chrenshaw up... he lets go of the hammerlock and pulls both arms back and then puts his right knee up along the Crippler's spine to apply a surfboard stretch! Chrenshaw falls down onto the mat and Cutlass keeps the knee firmly in the back, Garner asks Chrenshaw if he wants to quit but the icy cold stare of Chrenshaw is all he gets. Chrenshaw manages to pull his left arm free, then bucks up and rolls onto his side his imbalance sends Cutlass tumbling over. Cutlass gets back up, grabs Chrenshaw who headbutts him! Cutlass staggers back and is caught by the ropes, Chrenshaw rushes to his feet and cracks him with a forearm to the skull! He grabs Cutlass off the ropes and pushes him back into the corner...
CRACK!
A second forearm stuns the champion, but not enough to prevent him from reversing an Irish whip... Chrenshaw is sent in and Cutlass roars after him with a palm strike in mind, but the Crippler gets out of the way! Cutlass hits the top turnbuckle sternum first and Chrenshaw comes to collect the damaged goods. He pulls Cutlass around and applies a front chancery, then quickly snaps the champ over with a suplex into the middle of the ring. He floats over and grabs a leg... straightening it out while it lays flat against the mat... Chrenshaw drives his knee into the meaty part of Cutlass' thigh! The champion recoils in pain, Chrenshaw grabs the leg at the ankle and stands up... puts his back toward Cutlass and falls back suddenly. Cutlass yelps in pain again as Chrenshaw smirks and rolls up to his feet. Cutlass slowly gets up, visibly limping... Chrenshaw licks his lips.
CHAD GOMEZ
He smells blood, Sambo!
The two men circle around and lock-up. With ease, Chrenshaw backs Cutlass up into the ropes and then drags him back out... CUTLASS GRABS A SIDE HEA-Chrenshaw grabs a leg, bends it and lifts the champion up high... then brings him down across his knee! Cutlass hits the mat in a world of hurt, Chrenshaw grabs the leg and goes to spin around for a figure four but Cutlass kicks him in the rear and sends him flying! Chrenshaw recovers before Cutlass is able to and grabs the leg again, but this time holds it up before driving his elbow down across it! With his body weight on the thigh, Chrenshaw pulls the leg upwards and Cutlass thwacks him multiple times across the face trying to get him to let go. Chrenshaw smiles more and more with every blow until Cutlass kicks his free leg up and crosses Chrenshaw's face with his calf.
The fans roar!
Cutlass reaches up, pulls the arm.
Chrenshaw tries to fight it.
A struggle ensues!
HE GETS IT!
SAM HEWITT
Just when you though the champion was in rough shape, he takes his free leg and crosses it over the face of Chrenshaw and yanks at the arm to apply an armbar! Ben Chrenshaw is in serious trouble!
Chrenshaw quickly turns and drapes his foot over the bottom rope! Cutlass is forced to release the armbar and struggles back to his feet, Chrenshaw beats him to the punch and wallops him with a shot! A forearm is returned! Cutlass stuns him with a palm strike! Chrenshaw wobbles, Cutlass grabs him...
EXPLODER SUPLEX~!
He covers!
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2-KICK OUT!
Cutlass pulls Chrenshaw right up to his feet and whips him into the ropes, Cutlass goes for a limped running version of his palm strike but Chrenshaw uses a basement dropkick to take him back down to the mat! Chrenshaw jumps right into a front chancery with the champion on all fours, then switches... pulling the champion's legs out from underneath him. Chrenshaw floats over and tries to pull a leg up and apply the single leg crab, but Cutlass pushes up! Chrenshaw is knocked off balance, falling forward into the ropes... Cutlass tries to climb up to his knees but Chrenshaw dropkicks him in the back! Chrenshaw gets up and grabs Cutlass' legs, stepping in and crossing them over... INDIAN DEATH LOCK! The camera gets a close up of Chrenshaw smirking as he falls backwards, cranking on the pressure. He slowly gets back up and does it again! Chrenshaw works his way back to a vertical base and grabs the legs, releasing them but keeping them within his grasp. He applies the Indian Death Lock again, with Cutlass on his back and uses both of his hands to press down on each of the champion's legs...
Cutlass grimaces and grunts!
Chrenshaw yells, "COME ON CHAMP!"
Cutlass bites down on his lip, clearly in a world of hurt.
Chrenshaw yells!
CUTLASS TAPS!
JAKE AARONS
Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the first fall by submission: Ben Chrenshaw!
Chrenshaw releases the hold after a few extra seconds and holds two fingers up.
CHAD GOMEZ
That's twice, Sambo! Count 'em two times that Ben Chrenshaw has made the Blazin' King tap out!
SAM HEWITT
I am sure Julian Cutlass would be the first to tell you that a moment of pride is not worth a lifetime of suffering, especially when there's still a possible two falls to go.
Cutlass rolls over to his corner and Jimmy Winner hops in to help him up, Chrenshaw is all smiles as AJ Knight hands him a bottle of water. The challenger takes a swig and turns around, but what he sees isn't all expected... the Blazin' King, Julian Cutlass has a smirk of his own as he stares across at his challenger. Chrenshaw matches and maintains the stare as the clock counts down to begin the second fall. Winner and Knight exit the ring.
CHAD GOMEZ
What on Earth could Cutlass be smiling about?! The fact that his title reign is in serious jeopardy!? Chrenshaw attacked the leg, all he's gotta do is slap on the single leg crab and it's history. Three hundred and eighty five days. It's been a good run!
Cutlass walks out with his hands up, a limp in his step but he's testing the range with Chrenshaw. Chrenshaw tries to go for a takedown, but Cutlass backs away and peppers the challenger with a glancing blow to the head. Chrenshaw back pedals, Cutlass goes for a jab!
CHRENSHAW WITH A RIGHT HOOK!
Cutlass goes down, but rolls away! AJ is slapping the mat as the Crippler drops to his knees and catches Cutlass in back side control.
He hammerfists the champion!
Cutlass grabs Chrenshaw's legs and tries to fight to his feet, but the Crippler starts drilling him with knees! Cutlass keeps powering through with the takedown.
Chrenshaw is forced to sprawl!
Chrenshaw feeds rights and lefts into Cutlass, who's doing a damn good job of blocking! AJ yells something and Chrenshaw clamps on a front chancery!
CUTLASS EATS A KNEE!
The challenger spins onto the champion's back, looking for his CS Lewis Sleeper! Cutlass is anything but cooperative - bucking up! Bucking down! He manages to turn and wind up on his back, giving Chrenshaw full mount! The Crippler tries picking his spots to hit, but Cutlass grabs Chrenshaw's right wrist and drives it deep into his abdomen, then repositions his leg... then turns! The two roll and Cutlass winds up in Chrenshaw's guard!
PALM STRIKE! ELBOW! PALM STRIKE! ELBOW!
The two pronged attack! Cutlass levels Chrenshaw with a palm strike then blasts him with the elbow on the follow through! Chrenshaw kicks his legs up and pushes Cutlass off! He scrambles to his feet...
WHAM!
Cutlass blasts his challenger with a lariat! Chrenshaw falls against the ropes... but fights back to his feet...
BLAZIN' KICK!
Cutlass falls to the mat, Chrenshaw crashes out onto the apron. Garner begins his count.
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Cutlass pushes his fist into the mat and starts his ascent back to his feet. AJ is telling Chrenshaw to get up! Chrenshaw's eyes look a galaxy away but the words clearly ring in his ears as he rolls inside.
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Cutlass gets to a knee, steadies himself and lunges for the ropes.
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Chrenshaw tries to rush to his feet but his legs give out and he crashes to the mat as the bell sounds!
JAKE AARONS
Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the second fall by knockout and therefore the winner of the bout... and still King of Lions Champion... JULIAN CUTLASS!
The roar of the crowd!
SAM HEWITT
What a battle! Julian Cutlass clearly knew his back was against the wall, time was not on his side so he went headhunting!
CHAD GOMEZ
It almost went awry! Chrenshaw caught him with a great shot that rocked him and put him on the mat.
SAM HEWITT
But the champion held on, fought back and blasted Ben Chrenshaw with a vicious lariat and an equally violent Blazin' Kick to score the knockout victory and render the need for two falls useless.
Jimmy Winner hops onto the apron and can barely get himself between the ropes because he's bouncing with so much joy, AJ has his head buried in his hands on the apron. Chrenshaw looks up in weary frustration as Winner scoops Cutlass up and helps him pose for a few pictures as Mandeville Nelson fastens the belt around his waist and our 10/19 edition of Star Zone comes to a close.
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Post by Office on Oct 19, 2017 19:26:41 GMT -5
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