11/15/2018 - Dangerous Road

As the show finishes its opening, we are greeted by the sight of Alexander Irvine as he stand in front of a WALL banner that hangs behind him. He is dressed in another well made suit, I sight we have not seen to often by the man known as The Wolf.

"Let it be known that this is nothing more than a statement of intent."

He smirks.

"And I intended to be more than what you people have asked for."

He moves towards the camera and grabs a hold of it, the sound of the camera man fighting against him can be heard until the camera rest still with Irvine directly in front of it.

"People like Markham have said they feel sorrow in their hearts because they never got to fight me in the heights of my savagery. I can feel it when I walk into arena's or greet the fans that they too miss the violent animal I was once known as."

His smirk goes away.

"Then I will give you all exactly what you wish for. I'll show you all a level of savagery not yet seen before here in Lion's Road. But when my action tickle you in places you don't want to admit you have, when you feel yourself becoming flush in arousal at the art before you I want you to know that it's you that is the true monster, you that is the true savage, and it is because of you that your favorite wrestlers lay broken and dismembered filling hospital bends instead of wrestling rings."

Sam Hewitt introduces the tale of the tape, showing that Gosch has the size advantage: four inches of height and twenty one pounds.  The experience edge goes to Cassidy, who Hewitt points out wrestled here in the Great Lakes area for the original Lion's Road as "Jack Cassidy".  He tells us that Mandeville Nelson was happy to open the door to another member of the Old Generation, especially heading into the fifteenth year of pro-wrestling in the Great Lakes.  Shelzi needles Sam, asking him if he's got anything in his notes about Gosch.  Hewitt doesn't miss a beat in his response, reminding fans that this is Gosch's second run in Lion's Road and it hasn't quite started off as the twenty five year old would've hoped.  If he wants to get back on track, his obstacle comes in the form of an equally motivated thirty four year old from Vermont. 

And motivated he is! Cassidy comes forth with an fury of not giving a fuck.  Cassidy backs Gosch up and tries for a savate kick, but the technical prowess of Graham Gosch is showcased early as he shoves the kick aside and grabs Jacob, taking a controlling position.  He grabs Cassidy's arm and brings it across his throat, looking for a cradle but JC scrambles... however, it ends up with the older of the two men in an arm triangle.  Cassidy doesn't take any chances and grabs the bottom rope to force a break.

Back up to a vertical base, Gosch immediately tries to take it back down to the mat with a double leg - lifting Cassidy high, but too high, as he's able to grab onto the top rope and force the grapple to be broken up.  Gosch's penchant for breaking cleanly allows the action to get going again rather quickly, Cassidy hits a kick to the body then a forearm smash, allowing him an opportunity for the savate kick again...

AND HE HITS IT!

Cassidy only gets a two for his efforts and looks at referee Xavier Price, but says nothing.  He still gets a "TWO" motion from the referee despite this.  Gosch grabs Cassidy and locks in a Gogoplata! Price is so laser focused on the submission that he just about misses Cassidy's foot on the bottom rope - thanks to dojo student, Bobby Stell for pointing it out.  Gosch breaks upon hearing that and gets back to his feet, giving Cassidy some time to regain his bearings.  The Waterbury, Vermont native nods that he's OK to continue.  Gosch and Cassidy lock-up and Gosch takes him right down and gets back control, but the ropes break things up again.

The Son of Man looks a little gassed, but Gosch looks like he can wrestle for another sixty minutes.  Hewitt points out that Cassidy's not wrestled much in the past four years.  Shelzi chimes in, saying that ring rust is serious business and against a man with Gosch's grappling credentials, you're going to feel like shit within minutes.  A lock-up begins the next change, Gosch takes the arm and goes behind with a hammerlock - doubling Cassidy over.  Gosch's knees are driven into the afflicted arm, turning the pain up a couple notches.  Gosch stops delivering the knees and transitions to a standard arm wringer, Cassidy rolls forward... pops up...

RIP KICK!

Gosch releases his arm and staggers toward the ropes as the Barrie crowd comes alive like it's 2006! Cassidy grabs his arm as he gets back up to his feet, sees Gosch struggling to keep on his knees...

SOMERSAULT SENTON!

Cassidy literally throws himself into Graham Gosch in lieu of something a bit more technical.  The fourteen year veteran grabs Gosch and pulls him to his feet, crossing his arms and delivering a uranage! Cassidy rolls up to his feet and looks around, then exits to the apron, dashes up the turnbuckle post and hesitates...

BUT LEAPS!

FALL OF MAN!

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NO ONE HOME!

Cassidy lands hard on his stomach, Gosch gets up.... grabs a waist hold... GERMAN SUPLEX!

The crowd oohs as Gosch rolls through, back up to his feet, still holding Cassidy... who reaches out for the top rope and nearly gets it...

GOSCH ARCHES BACK... SLOWLY LIFTING...

PLANTS CASSIDY! OH MY GOSCH!

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The dojo students climb in and check on Cassidy, putting an ice pack to his neck as Gosch gets his arm raised in victory and is congratulated by his wife.  Cassidy shoos away the students and holds the ice pack to his neck as he sits up, Gosch gives him a nod as he exits.  Cassidy tries to shake his head, but grimaces as it bothers his neck.  On commentary, Hewitt puts over Gosch's second win since being back in Lion's Road and gives credit to Cassidy on his performance, but wonders if the ring rust played a factor in his hesitation up top. 

The live audience wild, roaring and enjoying themselves as Mandeville Nelson steps out from the back and heads over to the promo area. A table sits with contracts laid on it’s surface and with a microphone in hand. The Matchmaker of Lion’s Road calms the crowd as he speaks.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
After Eli Buchanan and Jason Cashe defeated The W.A.L.L. to become the Heritage Tag Team Champions, there has been nothing but antics. We have seen two people who would probably befriend cancer faster than they would each other holding Tag Titles as if they were Singles Championships. That cannot continue. I have been informed that both men have selected their partner of choice to settle this nonsense once and for all. So if we can have both Eli and Jason come out here..

“New Orleans is Sinking”- The Tragically Hip begins to play as Eli Buchanan walks out from the back. Heritage Tag Title draped over his shoulder as the crowd gave him love, showed him applause as he heads over to Mandeville Nelson. The wall behind them showed a Lion’s Road logo as did the table. It had a very old school feel to it as was the point. A nice touch to a modern day business.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
Thank you for joining me. Eli Buchanan everyone!

Again they pop and cheer. Between Eli and Cashe and everything that has happened thus far between them, it was easy to peg Eli as the liked one.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
Now, if Jason Cashe could join us?

“ATLiens” by OutKast rolls in through the building’s PA. Cashe comes out from the back with his Heritage Tag Title held by the strap and hanging from his gripped right hand. He raises it and a few people give applause but the majority deafened the place with boos. Cashe just smiled and turned his attention to Eli and Mandy over at the in house interview area. He joins them, placing his Tag Title on top of the table as he approaches it.

JASON CASHE
I know why we’re out here and to be honest, I don’t much want or care to sit out here and yap. So without any hesitation, my partner..

A surprise move by Cashe who gave no build to the introduction as "Surfin' Bird" by The Ramones begins to play and the place erupts! Eli Buchanan’s eyes widen as does Mandeville Nelson’s. The place was unseated as one of the originals appeared from the back in El Hijo de Pollo! Everyone at the table was stuck in staring but Jason Cashe was bobbing to the theme music as it was the biggest jam ever and to him it was. This was major! Hijo and Cashe? Bouncing in place, Cashe showed his excitement. He was alive and knew his hand was a correct play by the look on Eli’s face. As Hijo approaches the table to join the party, Cashe pats him on the back as Hijo steps around the table and gets right in the face of Eli Buchanan. Their staredown told alot about the past. The rivalry, hatred the two shared over time was nothing new to anyone.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
Let’s all just calm down! Hijo, if you would return to this side of the table? We still have someone missing from this.

JASON CASHE
Does it matter now? Who Eli got? I am Brute? Maybe his sister who seems to have more fight than her husband does! Can I make a suggestion? Reese Kennedy. At least he shows up when danger is present and we are on the Dangerous Road are we not?

ELI BUCHANAN
You think this makes any difference fry cook? Did you find this old chicken at the bottom of a bucket somewhere? The hell is he going to do?

EL HIJO DE POLLO
Bend over and I’ll show you exactly what I’m going to do to you and whoever it is that decided to partner up with you!

ELI BUCHANAN
I don’t need any assistance beating either of you! I’ve proven that recently haven’t I Jason?

JASON CASHE
Don’t catch a beatdown here and now you Ginger Tiger! The way I see it? There are two of us right now and that belt you are temporarily holding could leave with us tonight. Why wait?

EL HIJO DE POLLO
It’s your spine next, Buchanan!

The two of them take different directions to round the table and move to Eli’s side. Hijo behind Eli and Cashe in front of him. Mandeville Nelson hollers to stop their progression and finally waves his arm for security but they didn’t arrive first. “Helter Skelter” by Zombie/Manson plays and out comes Jacob Hammerstein! If the building roared for the Hijo reveal then they blew the roof off as Hammerstein runs out from the back. Getting to Eli, now the numbers were evened up. Mandeville wasn’t expecting this, neither was anyone else. Cashe grew red with anger as him and Hammerstein came together face to face, nose to nose, chest shoving at the other. Eli and Hijo mouthing off within arms reach. Chaos was moments from breaking out and finally security enters the scene.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
CALM YOURSELVES! SECURITY! SECURITY!!

It takes 8 members of the security team to hold the two sides apart. Cashe decks one security guard and gets slammed to the ground by two others. As things begin to settle down, Mandeville returns his voice to the mic and instructs things moving ahead.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
Now Eli Buchanan, I take it Hammerstein is your partner of choice?

Shoving a security guard off him, Eli gets to the table and responds into the microphone.

ELI BUCHANAN
100% certain. Cashe, Hijo, you’ve both become a problem. One new and one old. Hammerstein and I will end these problems.

Struggling to get free of being held to the ground, Jason Cashe gets up. Hijo with him as they are both on their side of the table as they should have remained.

EL HIJO DE POLLO
We’re going to treat you like cheap hookers. Rough with a finish to your forehead!

Applauding in a hard slow clap as was Cashe’s thing. He grabs his Heritage Tag Title from the table, Eli holds his up and Cashe does the same. Hammerstein points at Cashe’s belt and motions that it’ll be his soon. Hijo waves them both over and then proceeds to bawk and walk like a chicken, calling both Eli and Hammerstein one.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
Before this breaks out into a fight again, let me sign this contract first.

Leaning forward, Mr. Nelson signs where he is supposed too. Holding the pen out to whomever wants to sign first between the two sides. Hijo snatches the pen and signs his name. He throws the pen at Eli Buchanan who has to pick it up off the ground. Then Eli signs, following that Hammerstein does as well. It leaves just Jason Cashe. The newest name on the roster out of the four. Handing over the Heritage Tag Title to Hijo, Cashe picks up the pen from the table. Biting his bottom lip as his eyes glaze over at both Eli and Hammerstein, he finally jots down his John Hancock.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
There you have it! On November 29th in London, Ontario we will see Eli Buchanan and Jacob Hammerstein versus El Hijo De Pollo and Jason Cashe for the full custody of the Lion’s Road Heritage Tag Team Championships! Winners TAKE ALL!!

Backing away now that business has been taken care of. Jason Cashe is holding both middle fingers up at Hammerstein and Buchanan as Hijo de Pollo is again making the chicken motion. Hijo has the Heritage Tag Title held in his teeth as it hands from his mouth.

The tale of the tape brings attention to the size - both men are of equal height with only twenty-nine pounds separating the heavier Irvine from the fourth incarnation of Mascara de Muerte.  Sam Hewitt brings up the age difference, but notes that despite his age, Muerte has been around the sport for a long time.  Brian Shelzi responds, telling us that there's a huge difference between battles in the squared circle and practising moves in someone's old ring.  Irvine and Muerte begin the bout by slowly circling one another and it's the veteran and former World's Champion that strikes first, popping Muerte with a palm strike that drops him! Irvine stalks forward, smirking as he stands over the luchador menacingly.  Muerte keeps him at bay with upkicks, all the while trying to return to his feet.  When he does, Irvine palm strikes him again! Muerte falls down into a seated position near the ropes, prompting Robbie Morris to step in and back Irvine up.  The Unnatural doesn't argue and backs up, telling Muerte to get his ass back up because "the next one's gonna send you back to Mexico!"

The crowd boos Irvine's isolationist attitude, but Muerte stays cool and gets to his feet.  True to his word, Irvine's third strike of the match is a palm strike but MDM ducks underneath it and leaps onto the middle rope, he comes back with an arm drag that nearly sends Alexander Irvine out of the ring.  Muerte bounces up and down, urging Irvine to come get some more but the former World's Champion takes his sweet time getting away from the ropes.  Shelzi puts it over on commentary, telling fans that Irvine's letting Muerte's momentum cool back down before continuing on.  He equates it to waiting for your wife's rage to cool down before asking what's for dinner. 

Irvine gets admonished for stalling, but do you really think he cares? The two men begin circling again, Muerte dives in a couple times with leg kicks while Irvine tries to pepper him with slaps as he does.  Irvine grabs a hold of Muerte's mask as he gets close and begins tearing it, prompting Robbie Morris to step in and separate them.  He issues a yellow card to Irvine and then gives MDM some time to have the stage hands check out his mask to ensure it's safe to continue.  The two get back at it, but Muerte is snatched into a side headlock and Irvine tries to hip throw him... but Muerte lands on his feet! The crowd comes alive at the impressive display of athleticism and MDM follows up with an enzuigiri attempt that is ducked.  Irvine takes his back, tries to ride him to the mat and secure a choke... but Muerte grabs the ropes.  Irvine slaps him in the head as he gets back up, prompting Morris to issue him a second yellow card. 

Shelzi questions if MDM is over his head in this bout, but Hewitt counters by pointing out his elaborate ring attire and says that men that aren't serious about this sport don't take on such expenses.  Shelzi bobbles the point around a bit, saying plenty of idiots waste their money.  During the banter, Muerte has gotten fired up - taking the fight to Irvine with quick kicks, then an arm wringer that he uses to keep Irvine from being unable to adequately defend some kicks to the chest.  With Irvine on his knees, Muerte releases the arm and dropkicks him in the face! The WALL's General goes down, but starts getting back up rather quickly - negating Morris' ten count.  Muerte charges at the turnbuckle directly ahead of Irvine, jumping onto the second rope and then back off for a flying back elbow.  Irvine catches him in a rear waist hold and after a struggle, throws him over with a German suplex!

MUERTE LANDS ON HIS FEET!

Irvine turns around and eats a running enzuigiri, dropping him to all fours.  Muerte scoops up the arms, double underhook style and drags Irvine to his feet, but before he can begin the spin - Irvine powers up and back drops him.  Irvine tries to float over and get mount, but Muerte gives him his back trying to escape.  Irvine slams palm strikes into both sides of his head then goes for a rear naked choke.

HE GETS IT THIS TIME!

Fortunately for MDM's sake, he's close enough to the ropes that a roll onto his side breaks up the submission before Irvine is able to flatten him out.  Irvine gets up, not wanting to get disqualified and Muerte gets up just as quickly.  The two men keep their distance until Irvine shoots for a takedown, Muerte rolls across his back and delivers a kick as Irvine's getting back up.  A second kick doesn't get through, the WALL's General catches it...

ENZUIGI-NO!

Irvine ducks! Muerte falls onto his hands and knees and once more, Irvine looks for the choke but MDM does a hell of a job defending it this time and manages to get back to a sprawl position.  Irvine uses his weight advantage to press Muerte's upper body downwards, Irvine's hands on the masked fighter's head... and he lets him stand up?

NO!

Irvine immediately grabs Muerte in a clinch and begins delivering knee after knee, Morris tells MDM he has to fight back or he's stopping the match... but Muerte's defense is all out of rhythm! Irvine drops his opponent at the sound of the bell and walks off, exiting the ring with a smug look on his face.  The camera shot back on Muerte reveals that his mask has been turned around! A replay from a different angle shows Irvine using the room the previous rip opened up to turn the mask around on MDM, rendering him unable to see the strikes that were coming his way.  Shelzi calls it a brilliant move while Hewitt labels it cowardly.  Irvine clearly takes no issue with it as he stands in the aisle with his arms raised high in victory.  Muerte gets his masked turned around and stares daggers up the aisle at the WALL's General. 

Both men beat the count and come together with another set of simultaneous elbows - albeit much weaker this time. Chrenshaw falls against Troy, but holds a clinch... and begins kneeing him as Troy falls backwards into the corner. Chrenshaw steps aside and lets Troy drop to the mat, he grabs the leg and tries to turn him over for the single leg crab but just like last time, an upkick ends that attempt pretty quick. Chrenshaw falls backwards into the corner and props himself up onto the second rope, Troy starts to get up...

CHRENSHAW FAKES HIM OUT!

Troy rolls away, thinking Chrenshaw's coming crashing down but the Crippler hops down and jumps on Troy's back, yanking up the leg to apply the half crab. Troy drags himself toward the ropes, Chrenshaw tries to stand up straight and readjust but this allows Troy to squirm over. He upkicks Chrenshaw in the chest, then in the head. Chrenshaw chucks the leg down and leaps up, trying for a non avalanche style leg drop...

BUT NO ONE IS HOME!

Troy moves and gets up...

FLASH BANG!

Chrenshaw crumples to the mat, Troy does too!

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BUT FALLS!

10!

The bell sounds, David Troy gets to his feet and falls against the ropes. Buster Powell checks him over then raises his hand, Dr. Pierson goes to check on Ben Chrenshaw as another doctor attends to Troy.

BRADY ROSSEN
Ladies and gentlemen, here to make the special prematch declaration for this World's Heavyweight title bout is Great Lakes wrestling legend, Teddy Davis!

Davis steps forward and reads from his card as Rossen holds the microphone.

TEDDY DAVIS
It is here tonight in Barrie, Ontario that "Dynamite" David Troy, the reigning champion aims to make his second defense of the King of Lions World's Heavyweight Champion against the always dangerous "Crippler" Ben Chrenshaw. Tonight, these two men will collide as they vie for the richest prize in our sport and the highest honour in all of Lion's Road! May the best man win!

Davis remembers Troy ignored him back in August, so he turns to Chrenshaw who simply nods and smiles.  Davis waves to the crowd and exits. 

BRADY ROSSEN
Ladies and gentlemen, this King of Lions World's Heavyweight title bout is to be fought over a thirty minute time limit with one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner! Introducing first fighting out of London, England! He weighed in this morning at two hundred and thirteen pounds! THE CRIPPLER! BEN CHRENSHAW!

Chrenshaw has a stoic expression, Alexander Irvine looks on from the outside.

Troy holds the belt high as he walks right up to Chrenshaw, who smirks in the face of his challenger.  Referee Cordell Garner steps in between them and backs Troy up to his corner, Garner takes the belt from Troy, who then turns and pounds fists with Mushigihara.  He says something inaudible and Mushi replies with...

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"OSU!"

Of course.

The bell signals the beginning of this World's title bout, Chrenshaw and Troy circle around, certainly not shaking hands - and no one expected them to.  After a solid twenty to thirty seconds of circling, Troy opens with a leg kick! Chrenshaw checks and walks around some more, keeping his distance.  Troy plays up Chrenshaw's lack of advancing by moving his hands in a spastic manner before delivering another leg kick.  A bit unconventional, but it works here.  Chrenshaw retreats to the corner before coming back out, this time he initiates the grapple.  Troy drops a level and tries to grab the arm and do a go behind, but Chrenshaw clasps his hands together to stop it and trap Troy in his grip.  Troy lunges a couple of times, then stomps the Crippler's foot before breaking free and turning in a hammerlock.  Chrenshaw stays calm, even as Troy gets cooked up a bit - slapping his challenger in the head.  Chrenshaw takes one and smirks, then takes a second... grimaces a bit, but winks at the camera.  Troy slaps him a whole lot harder the third time and Chrenshaw responds by...

grabbing the top rope.

Troy's too intense at the moment to really give a shit that Chrenshaw's no-selling him big time.  The World's Champion brushes his hair back as Chrenshaw loosens his arm up a bit after the hammerlock, then proceeds back to the middle of the ring.  Troy attempts a push kick, but Chrenshaw nearly catches it.  The champion backs off, responding "yeah, yeah" to Mushigihara's "Osu" as he walks by his teammate.  Troy stops, turns on a dime and throws a high kick, Chrenshaw puts his arm up and ducks.  It's the champion's turn to smirk, as he uses his fingers to show his challenger just how close he was to bedtime.  They circle again, Troy goes for a leg kick but Chrenshaw catches it and backs the champion right up into the ropes.  The Crippler raises his hands to signal he's breaking clean and begins to back up, but drives his knee right into the solax plexus of the champion who falls to the mat gasping for air.

Chrenshaw is expressionless as he walks away, Troy crawls toward the middle rope on the side closest to Alexander Irvine, who tells him he crumbled pretty quick. 

Irvine chuckles, resisting the urge to hit Troy by walking away.  Troy pushes off the ropes, getting back to his feet.  Chrenshaw hits him with a toe kick, doubling him over and slaps on a side headlock and effortlessly takes him to the mat.  With the side headlock applied on the ground, Chrenshaw shifts his weight onto Troy's chest to disrupt his breathing some more.  Troy realizes he's in a bad way and uses his forearm to push Chrenshaw's head back and allow him to bring up his legs, wrapping them around Chrenshaw's head and yanks the challenger off of the side headlock.  Troy keeps them applied as he falls back and tries to catch his breath, Chrenshaw tries to turn and pull himself free but Troy squeezes tight! Chrenshaw stays calm, letting Troy slowly loosen his grip... then kicks out.  He nearly escapes, but Troy grabs hold of his head and pushes down to keep him there.  The Crippler grabs Troy's legs and slowly does a headstand. 

BRIDGES OVER!

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2-NO!

Both men get back up and circle around some more, Troy does a quick spin as he raises his leg, trying to fake Chrenshaw out with the Flashbang kick.  Instead, he opts for a regular leg kick.  Chrenshaw grimaces a tiny bit, enough for Troy to take notice and deliver a second.  Chrenshaw walks it off, then Troy holds out his hand - Chrenshaw obliges, engaging in a knuckle lock...

ONLY TO GET A ROLLING SAVATE KICK!

Chrenshaw's the one to double over out of breath as Troy slams his elbow down on the back of his challenger's neck, before driving his knee upwards.  The Crippler crumbles to the mat, Garner quickly checks on him but gets the hell out of the way as Troy unleashes a punt into the England native's stomach.  Chrenshaw rolls away coughing, but Troy chases him down and stomps his stomach before he's able to roll out of the ring. 

Chrenshaw takes a lap around the ring before climbing back onto the apron.  The Crippler slithers his way back inside, keeping his eyes on Troy the entire time.  To his credit though, the World's Champion lets his challenger back inside the ring without so much as a movement toward him.  However once he's inside...

TROY CHARGES!

Chrenshaw side steps him, Troy hits the corner and the Crippler immediately attacks using clinch knees! Troy tries to cover up as Garner is ordering the challenger to break because it's against the ropes, Chrenshaw stops when he hears five and walks back to the opposing corner to take his yellow card.  Garner admonishes Chrenshaw, telling him he better straighten up and steps aside just in time for Chrenshaw to see Troy.

DROPKICK TO THE MIDSECTION!

Troy falls and rolls away, right back to his feet and delivers a second one!

Chrenshaw falls to a knee and Troy delivers several rolling savate kicks, aimed right at the midsection.  Garner tries to pull him away, but the World's Champion won't have it and he too, earns a yellow card for his refusal to listen.  Troy nods like a disobdient student and goes right back to Chrenshaw, pulling him out of the corner...

INVERTED STOMP!

A good portion of Sole Food! Chrenshaw falls to the mat holding his face as Troy looks at Irvine and dusts his hands off.  Chrenshaw slowly climbs to his knees, but Troy helps him up and delivers a forearm! Chrenshaw hits the ropes and comes back looking for one of his own...

REVERSED!

BACKSLIDE!

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NO!

ONLY TWO!

Troy is shocked! The crowd is shocked! Irvine picks his head up off the apron and is relieved to see the match is still going.  Troy sits, trying to catch his breath as Chrenshaw climbs back to his feet.

Chrenshaw stands up but falls against the ropes, Troy notices and begins lighting up his leg with kicks - knocking him back down to the mat.  However, Troy stands him right back up and dropkicks his leg out from underneath him.  Chrenshaw falls to the mat in pain, Troy hauls him right back up and Irish whips him.  The challenger's knee buckles and he falls, Troy smirks... then runs and stomps the knee! Chrenshaw grabs his knee in a world of hurt, rolls onto his back and then tries to get up.  Troy's yelling at him, ordering him to his feet... Troy's Flashbang kick is unleashed...

BUT CHRENSHAW DUCKS!

ROLL UP!

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NO!

Troy scurries over to a corner, falls to a knee as he watches Chrenshaw while struggling to regain a regular breathing pattern.  Chrenshaw starts up to his feet, slowly climbing back up in the centre of the ring.  Troy charges...

CHRENSHAW MOVES!

BLAZING STAR STRIKE TO THE CORNER TURNBUCKLE!

CHRENSHAW GRABS TROY! REAR WAIST HOLD!

TROY BREAKS LOOSE! ROLLS FORWARD!

KNEEBAR?!

NO!

SINGLE LEG CRAB!

Troy has the leg isolated, but is struggling to stand up because of Chrenshaw's erratic movement.  The Crippler turns over onto his back, Troy tries to hang on and dodge upkicks simultaneously.  Finally, Troy reaches down for a better grip...

CHRENSHAW GRABS HIM!

SMALL PACKAGE!

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2-IRVINE GRABS CHRENSHAW'S ARM!

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The bell sounds! The Barrie crowd can't believe! Irvine shoves the dojo students aside, grabbing the title from Mandeville Nelson and telling him to sit his ass down.  Irvine slides inside and boots Troy, then stands over Chrenshaw with a smirk before tossing him the belt.  Chrenshaw takes a deep breath and looks down... eyes wide. Chrenshaw tries to sit up, but can't.  Irvine grabs him and hauls him to his feet, Chrenshaw falls against the middle rope, dropping the title in the process.  The Crippler collapses to the mat after it while Irvine observes Mushigihara explaining to Troy what happened.  Shelzi calls up the replay, which shows Troy trying to kick out - and nearly doing so, prompting Irvine to grab Chrenshaw and lend him some extra leverage.  Which is what Mushigihara is apparently saying to Troy.  Troy calls after Garner, trying to question him, but Irvine runs up and grabs Troy - throwing him out of the ring.  Garner tries to calm things down, but Mushigihara climbs up into the ring to a huge pop and Irvine...

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does not back down one bit!

He advances, but Mushi nails him with a couple sumo strikes.  Irvine shoots for a takedown, but Mushi shoves him off and Troy drills him with a Flashbang kick! The duo turn their attention to Ben Chrenshaw, who's clutching the World's title like a child would a teddy bear as he sits in the aisle - smirking, to close the show.