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12/20/2018 - End of the Road Dec 19, 2018 10:21:07 GMT -5

Post by Office on Dec 19, 2018 10:21:07 GMT -5

SAM HEWITT
From Detroit Rock City, it's the End of the Road 2019! Hello fight fans and welcome to today's program, I'm Sam Hewitt alongside Brian Shelzi and we've got a special ninety minute program for you. Two big steel cage matches, one of which is for the World's Heavyweight title. Ben Chrenshaw, the reigning champion defending against the man he beat... albeit in controversial fashion, David Troy.

BRIAN SHELZI

That's the whole reason the cage is up. No outside help in this one tonight. The cage keeps the fighters in and everyone else out. Chrenshaw and Troy have had a tremendous rivalry that dates all the way back to January's Heritage Cup and it seems only fitting that the end of the year wraps up something that started at the beginning.

SAM HEWITT

Speaking of the Heritage Cup, we're going to be joined later on in the program by Rafa, the new Heritage Heavyweight Champion. He... or his manager, Marion Payett will be sharing their thoughts on facing Jason Cashe in the opening round. And maybe the other fighters in the bracket, too. Our second cage match is a rematch of a World title bout from back in the summer. Alexander Irvine battles AJ Knight in the fifteen foot high cage, Knockout or Submission only.

BRIAN SHELZI

Both men know what it's like to be inside that structure, but only AJ has won one. I'm not counting War Games - that's a different beast entirely. I know this rule set benefits Irvine, who doesn't like going for pinfall victories to begin with, but can AJ Knight tap out or knockout Alexander Irvine?

SAM HEWITT

Plus we've go--

We're interrupted by "New Orleans is Sinking" by the Tragically Hip as it leads the Heritage Tag Team Champions down to the ring. Eli Buchanan and Hammerstein, each with a belt over their shoulder, bump fists at ringside.

BRADY ROSSEN

Ladies and gentlemen, your opening bout of the evening is to be fought over a ten minute time limit for one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner! Introducing first at a combined weight of four hundred and fifty eight pounds... BUSTER! RUNT! THE MOONDOGS!

The Moondogs are already in the ring and give the fans a piece of their mind in response to the boos.

BRADY ROSSEN

Their opponents at a combined weight of four hundred and seventy seven pounds... HAMMERSTEIN! AND ELI BUCHANAN!

The Champs get inside and hand their titles off and quickly get checked over.

BRADY ROSSEN

Your referee for this bout is Robbie Morris!

We start things off with Hammerstein and the bigger of the Moondogs, Buster. The tag team champion grabs the arm of the man... or dog from Parts Unknown and wrings it around, before dropping to his knees and delivering a fireman's carry to the mat. Buster gets back to his feet and complains to referee Robbie Morris that the Hammer pulled his hair, but Morris tells him he had a clean view of the whole thing and no such thing happened.

BRIAN SHELZI

Maybe if he combed his hair once in a while, he wouldn't feel like it's being pulled.

The two men lock-up and Hammer backs Moondog up into the corner and holds on until Morris calls for a break. Hammer breaks clean, but Buster slaps him across the face! The Heritage Tag Team Champion responds by slapping on a side headlock, but the heavier Buster shoves him off into the ropes. Hammer bounces off, ducks underneath a lariat attempt and tries to hook-up for a full nelson... but Buster hits him with a back elbow. With the American Monster staggered momentarily, Moondog Buster charges into the ropes...

POUNCE!

Hammerstein lays him out! Hammer gets up and roars as the Detroit crowd gives their support! Buster rolls out of the ring, making an automatic tag to Moondog Runt while Hammer tags in Eli Buchanan. Runt comes in and slides between Eli's legs, he springs up and rakes Buchanan in the eyes! Morris throws up a yellow card as Runt throws a couple of punches and then a kick to double the two time manager of the year over. Runt slaps on a front chancery and leaps up to gain some momentum...

BUT ELI HANGS ON!

NORTHERN LIGHT SUPLEX!

SAM HEWITT

Moondog Runt thought he had a DDT ready to strike, but Eli Buchanan hangs on and shows us why his suplex arsenal is nearly unmatched in Lion's Road.

Buchanan doesn't float over for the pin, but instead opts to scoop Runt up off the mat and hoists him into a spinebuster position. He charges toward the ropes and throws Runt against them, he bounces off and Eli catches him!

NORTHERN LIGHTS BOMB!

SAM HEWITT

Good grief! The Chaos Driver finds it's mark, but I don't think I've ever seen it set-up like that. That should be it for him.

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Hammerstein stops holding Moondog Buster off and turns around to celebrate the win with Buchanan, as Morris checks on Runt. The duo collect their tag titles and hold them high!

SAM HEWITT

And that is why they a--what on...?

Two men hit the ring and attack the champions!

BRIAN SHELZI

You know who that is, Sammy?!

SAM HEWITT

I do. Go Gensai and Frank Dylan James - the World Tag Team Champions! Mandeville Nelson said they were coming, but I didn't think they'd be here 'til the new year.

Gensai takes Eli and delivers a Gensai style piledriver! A leg hook belly to back suplex lifted into a piledriver! While FDJ creams Hammerstein with a big boot to the face and then delivers a crushing powerbomb! The two men stand tall, raising their World Tag Team titles high in the air with the Heritage Tag Team Champions unconscious on the mat.

SAM HEWITT

I'd say that's a statement - a very loud and clear one.

Last Edit: Dec 20, 2018 20:13:13 GMT -5 by Office

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12/20/2018 - End of the Road Dec 19, 2018 10:21:10 GMT -5

Post by Office on Dec 19, 2018 10:21:10 GMT -5

HERITAGE CUP 2019

Rafa defends the Heritage Heavyweight title vs. Jason Cashe

Alexander Irvine vs. Mushigihara

James Edwards vs. Graham Gosch

Ashley Kendrick vs. Chris Ravenna

We're snatched out of the replay by Eli Buchanan and Hammerstein rushing the broadcast booth. Hammerstein snatches a microphone away from Brian Shelzi.

HAMMERSTEIN

Shut up!

Hammerstein rubs the back of his head, wincing.

HAMMERSTEIN

It may not have mattered to those two, and it may not matter to anybody else, but DAMMIT - those brain cells meant something to me, and you killed them, you bastards!

Buchanan shakes his head and takes the microphone from Hammer.

ELI BUCHANAN

NELSON!

Buchanan turns and roars at Hewitt and Shelzi.

ELI BUCHANAN

Get his sorry ass out here!

Ask and you shall receive! In short order, matchmaker Mandeville Nelson comes walking out and Eli gets right up into his face.

ELI BUCHANAN

Nelson, you and I go along way back. I hate your guts and I know the feeling is mutual! The things is though, you're the one with all the power around here. These two 'beau cave' think they can come waltzing into our house and attack us from behind and get away with it. WELL I DON'T THINK SO! Hammer and me, we're the best damn tag team in the Great Lakes area, SCREW THAT, we are the best damn tag team in the world today! We told the world we wouldn't back down from anyone, so if these two these two have a death wish than you better sign their death warrant, Cupcake!

Nelson doesn't pick up a mic to respond, but "I'll make it happen" can be overheard and the crowd erupts in cheers!

ELI BUCHANAN

You better!

Buchanan throws the mic at the table and storms off.

Last Edit: Dec 20, 2018 1:51:09 GMT -5 by Office

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12/20/2018 - End of the Road Dec 19, 2018 10:21:16 GMT -5

Post by Office on Dec 19, 2018 10:21:16 GMT -5

The Detroit City audience buzzed with anticipation, but that turned to confusion as the unfamiliar chords of Isaac Hayes’ “Walk On By” began to play. After about 35 seconds, at the crescendo of the opening bit of the song—what seemed like an eternity to the fans straining their necks to see who was coming out—the new Heritage Heavyweight Champion walked on out.

Rafa, dressed very casual in a black hoodie and joggers, stood and soaked in an incredible reaction. The rabid fan base in Detroit was eating up the freshness of the situation—the new music, the new champion. They gave Rafa a standing ovation! He tried to fight back a smile, remembering how awkward he had felt walking out for the first time in the summer. Today the fans in Michigan were rallying behind him like a war hero, and for good reason: the ten pounds of gold he held over his shoulder.

Marion Payett joined the Champ, patting him on the back and admiring the reaction in his own way. His ultimate gamble (not the one that got Rafa kicked out of football) had paid off. His client was a superstar again.

The duo strode confidently down to the ring, Rafa using the Heritage title to play air guitar along with The Bay-Kays’ epic solo. The crowd loved it! Marion grabbed a microphone and stood next to his client in the center of the ring.

A light RA-FA! RA-FA! chant broke out momentarily.

“Four months ago, when this man signed with Lion’s Road, he lost his debut match,” Marion pointed to Rafa. “After that night, after Stephen A. Smith and the rest of the world said that he couldn’t hack it in pro wrestling, I told him he should quit. I believed what they said: that Rafa is a football player, not a wrestler…”

The fans booed, clearly not agreeing with those old sentiments or Marion’s advice.

“When I expressed my doubt to him, he told me ‘I never say die, and I’m never unsure. Don’t question me again, Marion.’ By the year’s end, Rafa conquered the baddest Bull in Lion’s Road and Rafa won the Heritage Heavyweight Championship in the biggest fight of the year!”

Detroit popped again for the new champ, clearly buying everything that Marion was selling. Rafa was bouncing on the soles of his feet, his heart rate pounding and his adrenaline levels soaring from the energy radiating off the crowd. It took all his focus to ignore the temptation to start hammering out body-weight squats in the middle of the ring.

“It’s funny how things work themselves out,” Marion continued, a sly smile on his face. “Do any of you remember who it was that defeated the Champ in his debut match?”

Several in the crowd booed in anticipation.

“The same chicken fry cook asshole that is challenging the Champ in the first round of the Heritage Cup,” Marion clued. “Jason Cashe.”

The rest of the audience caught up and added in their voices of displeasure. Marion went to speak again but Rafa put his hand on his agent’s shoulder. Marion looked at his client in surprise but offered him the microphone with little resistance. The crowd began to cheer in anticipation.

“Fuck you Cashe, you pussy bitch," Rafa spat suddenly and quite aggressively, the sensors struggling to keep up. The crowd went absolutely bananas. Marion quickly prodded the microphone out of the big man’s hands.

“Cashe is just the first round of this tournament,” Marion tried to gain control, but the crowd was raucous and unlikely to listen to a man with the professional conduct of Marion Payett. “By the end of January, when Rafa has won the Heritage Cup, he will have racked up more title defenses than the World Champ has had since they cured polio!”

Rafa took the microphone back from Marion.

“Rafa is going to be the motherfuckin’ Heritage Heavyweight Champion forever!” the Champ boomed into the mic, sweat pouring off his brow. “Merry Christmas, Cashe, and have a happy New Year. When 2019 rolls around I’m gonna fuckin’ murder you.”

Rafa dropped the mic, and with a thud the controversial promo abruptly ended. “Walk On By” played up again. It was clear it was the instrumental version from the album with none of Hayes’ crooning lyrics and only the epic instrumentals and guitar solos. The confident Champ and his concerned-looking manager exited the ring, the Heritage belt shimmering beautifully below the stage lights.

Last Edit: Dec 20, 2018 19:40:54 GMT -5 by Office

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12/20/2018 - End of the Road Dec 19, 2018 10:21:20 GMT -5

Post by Office on Dec 19, 2018 10:21:20 GMT -5

BRADY ROSSEN

Ladies and gentlemen, this first of two steel cage matches this evening is to be fought over a thirty minute time limit with knockout or submission the ONLY ways to determine a winner!

The crowd cheers as we get our first shot of the cage all set up.

BRADY ROSSEN

Introducing first from Keokuk, Iowa! He weighs in at two hundred and thirty pounds... ALEXANDER IRVINE!

"Power" by Manowar begins and Alexander Irvine slowly walks out, towel over his head and a black WALL t-shirt on his body. He gets to ringside and tests the integrity of the cage by shaking it a few times, then walks around, admiring the structure... before climbing up the stairs and going in through the door.

BRADY ROSSEN

His opponent from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania! He weighs in at two hundred and twenty pounds... AJ KNIGHT!

"Playing the Saint" by Digital Summer begins and the crowd pops for the arrival of the Millennial Knight, who does a quick spin around in the aisle before jogging down to the ring. AJ Knight climbs up the cage wall and raises his arms at the top before scaling down and getting checked over by Price.

BRADY ROSSEN

Your referee for this bout is Xavier Price!

Xavier Price signals for the bell and the match begins. The crowd's chants quiet down as both fighters slowly emerge from their corner in their respective fighting stances, Alexander Irvine is ready to strike while AJ Knight looks poised to avoid a stand-up battle if possible and grapple instead. AJ tests the range a bit, faking a couple jabs... then shoots in for a takedown, Irvine dodges it and tries to latch onto AJ's head... but the Crusader is able to break free before the Unnatural can land any shots. The two circle some more and Irvine's trash talk can be heard, although specifics are inaudible. AJ smirks a bit, showing the Triple Gold club member that his antics aren't having the desired effect. Irvine swings, but AJ ducks and shoots in!

Irvine sprawls!

BRIAN SHELZI

Oh, AJ. Won't you ever learn! Your wrestling is good, but I don't know if you're going to catch someone of Irvine's skill and calibre THAT easily.

He grabs AJ in a front chancery and looks like he's trying to sink in a guillotine choke, but AJ is able to create enough room to escape right back to his feet. In his hurry back to safety, AJ backs into the ropes and Irvine rushes him - smashing him with a forearm! AJ's head hits the cage and Irvine immediately clinches it as it recoils, the Unnatural pulls him down and tries to hit him with some knees, but AJ blocks... Irvine throws AJ against the cage and begins choking him and all Xavier Price can do is stand by idly as AJ's eyes bulge from the WALL General's thumbs on his windpipe.

SAM HEWITT

It's a blatant choke... and it's all legal inside the steel cage!

Irvine nonchalantly lets him fall to the mat before Price steps in and forces Irvine to back up, then turns and begins the ten count on the Crusader.

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AJ grabs the middle rope, coughing a fair bit.

4...

5...

"You don't know what you got yourself into, kid."

SAM HEWITT

Some trash talk from Irvine to AJ as Knight's struggling to get back up... and does! He pulls himself up, but the Unnatural is right on him!

He clinches AJ against the cage, holding him with his body and left arm as he punches him in the stomach with his right. As AJ tries to defend the body, Irvine fires off a shot to the head! The Harrisburg, Pennsylvania native takes it to the cheekbone, but can't do anything of note to defend while he's pinned against the cage. Irvine holds his left hand on AJ's face, holding him in position as he backs up...

HE THROWS A RIGHT!

HITS THE CAGE!

SAM HEWITT

No one home! Listen to this crowd!

Irvine striking the cage has brought the crowd alive as AJ turns and begins to batter him with punches, but Irvine is doing a superb job of covering up. So AJ thinks outside the box and delivers a thrust kick - right into the bread basket and drops Irvine to his knees! The crowd oohs at this as Price quickly shoos AJ away and begins the ten count.

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Irvine is up on his hands and knees by 6 and gets back up to his feet by 8. AJ closes the gap between the two of them and scoops Irvine up...

AND THROWS HIM UPSIDE DOWN INTO THE CAGE!

BRIAN SHELZI

Oof! You know that's never happened to me, but I've been on the outside watching... and I don't know how you don't wake up with a splitting headache after something like that.

Irvine hits the mat with a thud, but AJ doesn't back off in hopes of a knockout count - he jumps on the Unnatural and begins pounding away! Price gets in good position, but Irvine is defending himself just fine. AJ grabs Irvine's leg as he backs off of the mount and tries for the single leg crab, as he pulls Irvine closer to the centre of the ring.

BRIAN SHELZI

Look at this kid! He's going to try and submit Alexander Irvine with Ben Chrenshaw's Wrinkle in Time!

SAM HEWITT

It's the same way he beat Eli Buchanan back in Madison Square Garden!

However, the submission isn't long for this world as Irvine upkicks AJ and sends him backwards into the ropes. Irvine tries to get back to his feet quickly, but AJ recovers much too fast for him to be able to do so. As a result, he shoots in for a takedown from his knees and AJ is able to defend it easily. He holds him in a front chancery and pummels his back with forearm shots, then hooks his shorts...

and suplexes him into the cage wall!

BRIAN SHELZI

Another one!

The crowd ooohs as the chain link fence rattles upon impact, AJ almost goes for a cover but remembers the rules of the match and rolls away to a corner to get back up. Xavier Price begins counting again.

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Irvine pulls himself back into the ring, having landed in the small space between the ropes and the cage itself.

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He pushes his gloved hands into the mat and steadies himself.

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And he's back up!

Irvine hesitates for a moment, so AJ charges him...

FLYING KNEE FROM IRVINE!

It catches AJ in the chest, but succeeds in knocking him down. AJ tries to scramble back to his feet, so too does Irvine... and the two trade close quarter shots along the ropes as Price tries to keep up with the amount of movement. Irvine tries for a liver shot, but AJ narrowly avoids it by accident it looks like - as he falls on all fours. Irvine grabs him in a waist lock and snatches him up...

POWERBOMB!

He backs off.

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AJ groggily gets up. Irvine decks him with a shot to the ribcage this time, AJ falls to his knees but somehow fights the pain and stands up. Irvine comes head hunting, but AJ thumps him with an elbow! Irvine is decked by a second and spun around by it! AJ grabs his wrist and pulls him back around...

HOLY OU-no!

Irvine slams his fist into AJ's liver and the Crusader goes down! Price has to pull Irvine away and pretty much stands guard while he counts.

SAM HEWITT

We've seen Irvine neutralize a lot of opponents with that devastating liver shot. They don't get up.

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AJ starts getting back up.

BRIAN SHELZI

Oh come on, kid. I know you've got heart, you're too damned stubborn for your own good. Stay down!

AJ falls back down, Price resumes the count he was holding.

8...

AJ is shaking as he wills himself back up!

Irvine shoves Price aside and clamps the choke sleeper on AJ, just like last week. AJ grabs the rope, but that won't break it. He tries to grab the cage, but can't grip his fingers around it before Irvine slams his head into the cage and drags him back to the mat with the sleeper intact.

AJ isn't moving!

Price calls it off!

SAM HEWITT

Sigh... AJ Knight showed a ton of heart in those closing moments. He took a liver shot and nearly got up, he might've had Irvine not jumped the coun--

BRIAN SHELZI

That's a big what if, Sam. There's no DQ in the cage, so Irvine did nothing wrong by doing that. I'll give you what you said though, AJ impressed the hell out of me. How many men have we seen go down from that liver shot and stay down? This kid took it, then fought the sleeper enough that Irvine had to ram his head into the cage to put him out.

Irvine releases the hold and shoves AJ's body away, getting his arm raised by Price to a chorus of boos and some cheers. Mushigihara walks down to ringside as they raise the cage up, passing Irvine in the aisle.

"You're next."

"Osu!"

SAM HEWITT

Those two are going to meet in the first round of the Heritage Cup...

Mushi checks on AJ as security keeps Irvine moving up the aisle. We see a split screen of David Troy working his strikes on a heavy bag, while Ben Chrenshaw is smirking at a television set.

Last Edit: Dec 20, 2018 22:40:37 GMT -5 by Office

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12/20/2018 - End of the Road Dec 19, 2018 10:21:24 GMT -5

Post by Office on Dec 19, 2018 10:21:24 GMT -5

We're back at the broadcast table as we return from break, the Lion's Road matchmaker Mandeville Nelson stands behind the desk with Sam Hewitt and Brian Shelzi.

SAM HEWITT

Fans, we heard earlier in the week that we'd be having a special announcement from Mandeville Nelson. Mandy, you've been a busy man this evening and we're running out of time... so have at it.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
Thank you, Sam. Truth be told, I was never much for new year's resolutions... but the recent vote of confidence got me thinking long and hard about some of my past decisions. I will admit, I'm pretty bullheaded... and there's one man who can attest to that.

"ELI! ELI! ELI!"

MANDEVILLE NELSON
No, not him. I'm talking about the man who proclaims himself to be... the Greatest of All Time.

A shocked pop!

MANDEVILLE NELSON
Billy Danielson!

Danielson walks out from the back, dressed to the nines. He fist bumps Shelzi and leaves Nelson and Hewitt reaching out to shake air.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
Billy, you and I butted heads over money a few months back and I wouldn't budge on your asking price. It took Chikashi Enatsu of MAX Japan to put up the money to make the World's Heavyweight title match between you and David Troy happen.

Danielson nods.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
Now you're still technically a Heritage Heavyweight title contender by virtue of beating then champion Bam Markham back in the springtime. We haven't spoken since negotiations broke down... and to be honest, I'm glad David Troy beat you so I didn't have to put up with you holding out for more money.

BILLY DANIELSON
Look, if you’re here to run my name through the mud, I can go! I’ve got companies all over the world wanting me on their show after the success #BDWITE. Plus modeling, acting, and coaching, I’m pretty booked up, Mandy. If you’ve got something to say, say it.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
I've had a change of heart...

Danielson's eyes light up.

MANDEVILLE NELSON
I made a commitment to the Pollo family to bring the best fighters in the world to the Great Lakes area and love you or hate you, you are one of the best. That being said, I'd like to offer you a contract…

Nelson slides it across. Danielson goes to pick it up, but Nelson puts his hand on the clipboard. Billy’s arrogant smirk appears on his face, as he grabs the pen.

BILLY DANIELSON
Sounds like if you finally came to your senses Mandeville. Just let me read thi-

MANDEVILLE NELSON

There's a signing bonus, plus a flexible schedule since I know you're busy with all of your other ventures. I'm afraid we don't have much time so if you would please sign the contract, I look forward to working with you in 2019.

Billy shrugs, and decides to blindly scribble his name on the paper after a quick glance. Shelzi grabs the contract and looks it over as Nelson tries to shake Billy's hand, but the GOAT ignores him again.

BRIAN SHELZI
Uh... Billy. Maybe you should read this.

Danielson grabs the clipboard and the glee melts from his face.

BILLY DANIELSON

You’ve gotta be kidding me!

Danielson throws the contract down.

BILLY DANIELSON

This is unfair! You tricked me into signing this bullshit! It won’t hold up, Nelson! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!?

Danielson flips the desk, and takes his suit jacket off, slamming it as hard as he can on the floor. He then rips his tie off, as he continues his tirade. While Nelson stands there with a smirk just evident enough to continue pissing Billy off each time he looks at him.

BILLY DANIELSON
I knew you were an idiot! I knew you didn’t know how to run a company! That’s the reason why your sister show had to pick up your slack. That’s the reason why your main title means NOTHING anymore, but this… Mandeville… this takes the cake on your idiocy! I’ll have your freaking job for this! I’LL HAVE YOUR FREAKING HEAD THIS!

Danielson is seething, and tries to get in the face of Mandeville, but some security guards interject themselves to keep him at bay. Even Brian Shelzi tries to calm Danielson down, while Sam Hewitt backs up. Mandeville just stands there with a giant shit-eating smile on his face.

MANDEVILLE NELSON

My head's going to be just fine, Billy. My special announcement wasn't that I was signing you to be a referee... no, my special announcement was that effective immediately, I am resigning as matchmaker of Lion's Road.

The crowd collectively gasps as Nelson drops the mic, then pats Hewitt on the shoulder and whispers something, Hewitt nods in response as the now former matchmaker walks backstage. Danielson nearly flings a security guard aside, but Shelzi manages to prevent it. A trio of guards restrain the GOAT as we go back to the ring.

Last Edit: Dec 19, 2018 19:04:28 GMT -5 by Office

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12/20/2018 - End of the Road Dec 19, 2018 10:21:27 GMT -5

Post by Office on Dec 19, 2018 10:21:27 GMT -5

STEEL CAGE MATCH HISTORY

12/15/2016
Matt Pulver defeats Alexander Irvine by pinfall

7/29/2017
AJ Knight defeats Eli Buchanan by tapout submission

David Troy sits in meditative thought in the locker room, surrounded by both Mushigihara and Eddie Dante as they stood guard. As the camera focuses on the former world champion, one can hear a low mumbling of prayer from his throat. Eyes closed and palms open, Dynamite looks nothing like the warrior he styled himself as.

That is, until he opens his eyes and his face makes like Jekyll… and lets Mr. Hyde out to play.

David Troy:
IT’S TIME.

His once-serene countenance has now been mangled by hatred and anger. The soft features of a body at rest now tense into a sinewy iron structure of a man of war. Balled fists, burning eyes, and blazing kicks, David Troy rises to his feet, prepared for war.

David Troy:
MUSHIGIHARA.

The God-Beast turns his head to his long-time friend and ring partner.

Mushigihara:
Osu?

David Troy:
COME. NOW WE TAKE BACK THAT WHICH IS RIGHTFULLY OURS. NOW FOOLS LEARN THE PRICE OF CHICANERY.

This is a marked difference of behavior from him, something even Eddie Dante and his burly client acknowledge in their expressions.

David bends down and yanks up his kickpads before closing his eyes and whispering.

David Troy:
Hai, hajime mashou, ne?

“Yes, let’s begin, OK?” in Japanese.

With the faintest of grins, and no other fanfare, David and his Goliath depart alone, leaving Eddie alone.

Eddie Dante:
David… be careful out there, buddy…

Spoken not with the flitting arrogance that he built into a brand… but with concern and worry. Even he knows; win or lose…

David Troy will never be the same.

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12/20/2018 - End of the Road Dec 20, 2018 21:35:15 GMT -5

Post by Office on Dec 20, 2018 21:35:15 GMT -5

The lights go down...

"The Czar" by Mastodon begins playing as "Dynamite" David Troy walks out. Each step with purpose, paying zero mind to the crowd's reaction. There's no Bam Markham, no Mushigihara or Eddie Dante in his corner this evening. It's him and him alone. He grabs the cage door and climbs the steps, gets inside and begins warming up as "Panic" by the Smiths takes over the PA. That signals the arrival of the World's Heavyweight Champion, Ben Chrenshaw... who's also alone this evening. No Alexander Irvine backing him up. He too appears to be indifferent to the crowd's reaction as he makes the trek down to the ring. He opts for the door also, unfastening his belt before stepping through the ropes. Once inside, he holds the belt up high as Brady Rossen steps in the centre of the ring.

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 Detroit, Michigan that World's Heavyweight Champion Ben Chrenshaw looks to erase any doubt about his defeat of the former champion David Troy, while Troy looks to take back the crown he feels was stolen away from him. Tonight, these two men collide again as they vie for the richest prize in our sport! The ten pounds of gold... the highest honour in all of Lion's Road! Ben, David... may the best man win!

Davis nods to both men and exits.

BRADY ROSSEN

Ladies and gentlemen, this is your main event of the evening and is a steel cage match for the World's Heavyweight title! It is to be fought over a thirty minute time limit with one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner! Fighting out of Blackwood, New Jersey! He weighed in this morning at two hundred and two pounds - DYNAMITE DAVID TROY!

Troy motions around his waist, keeping his eyes on Chrenshaw.

BRADY ROSSEN

His opponent fighting out of London, England! He weighed in this morning at two hundred and thirteen pounds - he is the current, reigning and defending Heavyweight Champion of the World! THE CRIPPLER! BEN CHRENSHAW!

No big showboat from Chrenshaw as usual, he simply watches as Rossen leaves the cage and is handed the title by Garner.

DAVID TROY

Kiss it goodbye!

Chrenshaw smirk turns cold.

BRIAN SHELZI

The whole time Troy's talked about being a caged animal himself, but I think he underestimates Chrenshaw just a bit. This man's dangerous and yes, I can't dispute the fact that Alexander Irvine helped him win the World's Heavyweight title but he won every other title we have to offer here in Lion's Road with no one's help. I've had people tweet me saying he's gone soft, but... I guess we'll see here. This title means the world to Chrenshaw... and I think he'll do whatever it takes to keep it.

Troy is watching for Garner to close the cage door and Chrenshaw notices this - so he attacks him! Troy eats a shot, but comes back with some body kicks that back Chrenshaw up into the ropes. Dynamite grabs a hold of the Champion and brings him out... only to send him into the cage!

Chrenshaw grabs a hold of the cage and begins climbing up!

Troy leaps up onto the ropes and climbs up after him!

BRIAN SHELZI

This right here... Ben Chrenshaw isn't trying to escape, I think I said earlier that anyone that gets out of the cage before the match concludes will be disqualified and if it's Chrenshaw, he loses the belt. He cares far too much about the belt to do that. He's just making Troy work, trying to get under his skin... and maybe get some higher ground.

Troy fights off a strike attempt from Chrenshaw and thwacks him with one of his own, then slams the Crippler's head off the top of the cage! The World's Heavyweight Champion falls back to the mat and rolls around in pain as Troy steadies himself against the cage wall to measure his next move. He shakes his head and climbs down, maybe feeling a bit too old for whatever idea he had. He grabs Chrenshaw, who's already busted up...

AND GETS LOW BLOWED!

The crowd boos, but Garner can do nothing about it! It's all legal! Troy turns away and falls to his knees, holding himself while Chrenshaw slowly gets back up to a vertical base. Troy tries to get up, but ends up losing his balance and falling into the corner. The Crippler comes in and Dynamite tries to fight him off, but gets raked in the eyes for his efforts. Chrenshaw pulls him into a clinch and delivers several knees to the body, then finishes off the sequence with one to the head. Troy falls down in the corner and Chrenshaw turns and looks at the crowd, smiling ear to ear. He bounces off the ropes...

BASEMENT DROPKICK!

SAM HEWITT

A head is not meant to bounce like a basketball! Especially not between a steel cage wall and someone's feet, but there was nowhere else for Troy's skull to go in that situation.

BRIAN SHELZI

And that's why it's an effective move.

Troy comes out of the corner on all fours and Chrenshaw stalks over top of him, glaring down at his challenger. He stomps on his left hand, drawing curses out of Troy as he holds it pain. Chrenshaw hauls Troy up by the ears and throws him face first into the cage wall! Troy bounces back, but Chrenshaw grabs him again and pushes his face back into the fence and grinds it against the chain link fence! Troy yells out in agony as the flesh is being torn! Chrenshaw smashes his head off the wall again before throwing him back to the mat. Now both men are busted open! Chrenshaw kicks Troy in the side, forcing him onto his stomach and then climbs on his lower back, puts his hands under the challenger's chin and yanks. With Troy's arms over Chrenshaw's knees now, the Champion begins digging his fingers into Troy's cut and then wipes the blood across Troy's eyes!

BRIAN SHELZI

Wow! So I've been in bloody matches before, Sammy, and you always got to worry about the blood getting into your eyes... but I can't say I've ever seen someone try to obstruct someone else's view with their own blood!

Chrenshaw tries to hook the chin again, but Troy pulls his arms down and slips out the back door. He pulls Chrenshaw's feet out from underneath him, flattening him on the mat... then goes for a double stomp to the back. The World's Champion moves! Troy hits nothing but mat but lands on his feet... until Chrenshaw chop blocks him! The challenger goes down, holding his knee in excruciating pain as Chrenshaw climbs back to his feet. Troy quickly gets up and swings...

GERMAN SUPLEX BY CHRENSHAW!

The suplex puts Troy down in the centre of the ring and although Chrenshaw is slow to move at first, he quickly crawls over the turnbuckles and turns around - hoisting himself into a seated position on the top rope and then uses the cage walls to steady himself as he positions his feet on the top rope. In the time that it took, Troy gets back up and spots Chrenshaw... and rushes up to cut him off... but a headbutt sends him back down to the mat with little fanfare. Chrenshaw holds the top of the cage until he jumps...

GUILLOTINE LEG DROP!

SAM HEWITT

A devastating leg drop from the top rope! We've seen Chrenshaw finish people with that before, but will it be enough here tonight?!

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NO!

Chrenshaw questions Garner's count, then gets back up. He violently yanks Troy up and takes him over with a snap suplex!

He floats over...

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2...

NO!

Another kickout! So Chrenshaw pulls Troy up again and tries for a second snap suplex, but the Dynamite kickboxer from New Jersey blocks it...

SMALL PACKAGE!

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3-NO!

SAM HEWITT

How close was that!? The same move that Chrenshaw beat Troy with to win the title... minus the assist from Irvine. And it almost scored the win for Troy.

Chrenshaw gets up first and cuts Troy off by kicking him in the leg, the challenger doubles over and Chrenshaw leg kicks him a few more times before hoisting him up onto his shoulder, folding his legs at the knees... and looks poised to drop him straight down into the mat like that. Troy pulls a leg free from Chrenshaw's grip and knees him in the head, the Champion sets him down and falls backwards against the ropes. He springs off looking for a lariat, but Troy...

FLASH BANG! THE SPINNING BACK KI--misses! Chrenshaw ducks!

He tries for the CS Lewis Dragon Sleeper!

Troy knees him in the head! Chrenshaw goes back up against the ropes, Troy gets up...

CHRENSHAW LARIA-NO!

LOW BLOW FROM TROY!

Chrenshaw doubles over... Troy pulls him, wraps his arms around Chrenshaw's legs and lifts him up...

PLANTS HIM INTO THE MAT! OR DID HE FALL!?

It doesn't matter!

He covers!

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The Detroit crowd pops!

SAM HEWITT

This one's in the history books! David Troy is a two time World's Heavyweight Champion!

BRIAN SHELZI

What the hell was that move?!

A replay shows Troy picking him up like a package piledriver, but then falling forward like a Tiger Driver '91.

BRIAN SHELZI

I can't tell if he did it on purpose or his knee gave out, but whatever the case may be - he got the three count! And his belt back!

A bloody Troy is handed the belt and in a burst of adrenaline, the New Jersey native climbs up to the top of the cage and raises the belt high. He looks out over the crowd, who are largely in support of him.

SAM HEWITT

It was a long journey to his first reign and David Troy felt that Ben Chrenshaw cut it short, but tonight here in Detroit, the man known as Dynamite was able to win it back just thirty five days later. David Troy will ride high as World's Heavyweight Champion as Lion's Road moves into 2019...

Bam Markham and his grandfather, Cam are shown watching backstage.

SAM HEWITT

And is that his next challenger? You're going to have to join us in the new year to find out! Thanks for joining us! Happy holidays from everyone here at Lion's Road!

Last Edit: Dec 20, 2018 22:19:41 GMT -5 by Office

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