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: Kat able to get back to her feet to try that, but now both athletes are down on opposite sides of the ring!
Milkman is up on his feet first, and gingerly makes his way over to Kat, who is using the turnbuckles to get to ego feet. Milkman picks up Kat, and positions her up top, before going to the apron hopping up to the top. He leaps from the top rope, springboarding into a top rope Frankensteiner! Woodbridge
: And a risky move by the Milkman pays off!
Milkman goes into a cover for a... ONE TWO
Kickout! Kat got the shoulder up! Milkman seeps upset with this, that he can’t put Kat down, and picks her up, setting her up in the gory bomb position… bending her over the shoulder, and delivering a flat liner! Crowd
: WOAH! Paisner
: And I’ve heard him call that the Mad Cow!
Milkman doesn’t go for the pin, instead, positioning Kat in the middle of the ring, staring Kaitlyn dead in the eyes, and doing a standing milksault
to the downed Stargazer! But this still isn’t enough for Tony, as instead of covering, he grabs the leg of Kat, wrenching into a half crab, and begins to churn! Woodbridge
: And the Full Churn is locked in!
With the Churn applied, and nowhere to turn to, Kat is forced to tap! Paisner
: And Kat taps! Kat Taps! We have a winner! DING DING DING Javier:
And your winner via submission, at a time of 18:01, Tony "The Milkman" Stevens! Crowd:
Milkman then voluntarily lays on the mat for a moment, finally getting a moment of rest after a grueling and intense match, as June instantly slides into the ring to check on Kat. As GiGi and Kaitlyn on the outside clutch tightly at the independent title belt after seeing Tony's victory, looking deeply unpleased with the result. Paisner:
And Stevens overcoming both an on point Kat and some Simp Squad shenanigans to secure the victory! If I were Kaitlyn, I'd keep holding onto that belt as tight as I can. What a series of victories Stevens has been on!
June grabs Kat, who looks all of exhausted, hurt, and sad, and helps her walk out on the leg hurt by the Full Churn, as GiGi and Kaitlyn follow, but while staring into the ring as Stevens the whole time, who gets to his knees, and raises his arm in victory at them. Crowd:
The Simp Squad all head out, as Stevens begins to exit himself. Stevens waving his arms in the air to elecite cheers from them, a confident smile planted on his face, before disappearing behind the curtain.
We return to Kyle, stood under the AC of Cole's Heaven In A Cup, the owner staring at him impatiently. Cole:
JUST, give me a minute. I've been burned to shit out there just give me a minute under this thing. Cole:
Look kid, it ain't my problem your pasty ass has been out in the sun too long, either order somethin' or get the hell out. I've got no time for nonsense like this so early in the morning. Pardon my French.
Kyle lets out a sigh of relief and saunters over to the counter. He carefully sits on one of the stools so as not to damage his skin even more. Kyle:
Fine... just, I'll take a water for now.
Cole isn't happy. A water? For all the AC he's used Kyle could at least buy a Sprite. Nevertheless, Cole slides a glass of warm tap water Kyle's way, he gulps it down in one and slides it right back. Kyle:
Listen buddy this ain't Buck-Eng-Haim Palace and you ain't King Churchill. You're gonna get somethin' other than water or you're gonna find somewhere else to sully with your piss poor attitude. Pardon my French. Kyle:
Kyle pokes the name tag on Cole's shirt. Kyle:
-Cole, I think my attitude is pretty damn well justified considering I just woke up in the desert, hundreds, maybe thousands of miles away from where I'm supposed to be, wearing these stupid tights and t-shirt. No phone, no title belt, all thanks to that-that-that what the fuck is he? That fuck Paisner! Cole:
Well la dee da look at you, a mobile phone and
a belt? Princess Diana truly has blessed us down here in Jal! You, kiddo, ain't nothin' more than a nut, and if you ain't gonna do nothin' but sit there, hootin' and hollerin' about some pansy Paisner fella, well then like I said, get the hell out! Kyle:
Fine. Fine, if you wanna be this useless then fine, I'll leave!
Kyle swipes his third glass of warm tap water to the ground and storms out of Cole's Heaven In A Cup. Kyle:
Oh and by the way, Cole's Heaven In A Cup? Stupid name! Jal? Stupid name! What an absolutely ridiculous state this is!
The door slams shut behind him but Kyle can be heard shouting as he walks away. Kyle Jal? Heaven In A Cup? What the hell is wrong with you people!
A crash is heard out on the street as Kyle's shouting fades away.
*We then come back to ringside once more, where we see Paisner and Woodbridge at the commentary table, ready for more action. Paisner
: Esteemed viewers, upcoming should be Jim Baker vs Hippie John, but I am informed Jim Baker has said that he has a big announcement before his match tonight. Lets see what it is! Jim Baker's theme hits as he walks down the ramp skipping his usual theatrics. As he gets to the ring he seems sad, as gets a mic from Maurice Chondon. Jim Baker
: This is something I never thought I'd have to do, I've been here for a short time but my wrestling career has been longer than the time I've been here. I had large amounts of success in other companies, but as everyone here knows, I must of left something the last time I was released. Not too much has happened for me since I got here, it's not a lack of opportunities, I didn't take this place seriously, I thought of it as a way back to the WWE, and then I faced three losses. I decided it would be best to team with someone, but I was fooling myself, I was delaying this announcement, I knew it had to come eventually but, I didn't think now. Baker starts to tear up after these words and seems like he regrets ever showing up tonight. Jim Baker
: That's why… I am announcing my official in ring retirement. I would like Hippie John to come down to the ring so I can apologise for what I did to him in the past. Hippie John's theme music plays he comes down the ramp confused and looks, oddly sober as he was prepared to fight Baker without anything holding him back. Hippie John
: What is all of this about, all of a sudden you get put into an actual match and you're scared into retirement? Jim Baker
: No, that's not what this is about, I wanted to shake your hand, say goodbye to the crowd and accept that I'm done. Hippie John reluctantly shakes Baker's hand Jim Baker
: There is one thing I regret. Hippie John looks confused as Baker continues Jim Baker
: That I stopped with one chair.
*Baker kicks Hippie John in the stomach, picks him up and plants him with a powerbomb, Baker gets out of the ring and carries two chairs into the ring, he beats John with one of the chairs before it breaks, he gets the second chair and hits the Baker Bomb onto it. Baker isn't done and continues brutalising John with strikes and throws. After he's done he kneels down to the prone body of Hippie John and says "I'm not done John I'm Jim F'n Baker, I'm not leaving for a long time." COMMERCIAL
It's night time now in the small town of Jal, New Mexico. But that doesn't stop Kyle Scott pacing up and down East Utah Avenue screaming at everyone he passes. Kyle:
Hey! HEY! YOU! YEAH I'M TALKING TO YOU!
Kyle rushes across the street to somebody stepping out of their car. Kyle:
Have you... have you seen this-
Kyle reaches into his tights and pulls out a small piece of paper. He shoves it in the innocent persons face. Kyle:
It's a crumpled image of Allen Paisner, looking as though it's almost 20 years old. The bystander swipes Kyle's hand away. Bystander:
Get your goddamn ballsweat out of my face!
The man rushes into his house as Kyle makes his way back to the pavement. Across the street a woman opens her door and begins shouting Kyle. Woman:
Hey! Hey wacko!
Kyle turns his attention towards the woman. Woman:
I just called the cops so you better haul ass outta here before they come and take you upstate you crazy loon!
Just as she finished talking the sound of sirens can be heard drawing closer. At the end of East Utah Avenue lays nothing but open desert. So what does Kyle do? He hightails it right back to where he started. We come back to the ring, where we see Javier with mic in hand, ready to go Javier:
The following is a singles match set for one fall, with a 30 minute time limit! Introducing first…. CASH by BROCKHAMPTON
comes through the speakers, signaling the arrival of Austin Balandran out onto the entranceway. Looking especially unpleased today as he runs his hand through his wetted hair, and flicks it at the crowd. Javier:
From The Higher Society, weighing in at 265 pounds, Austin! Balandran! Crowd:
Now here comes down a very angry man, who seems to desire to take that out onto me for alleged transgressions…. I rest assure that we do have lawyers here, so no worries about him sinking us if he sticks to his words Woodbridge:
And in this angry mood, especially against someone he's took a previous loss to, the results are always unpredictable. Will he channel that into properly managed aggression and tear West apart for some revenge? Or will his anger get the better of him, causing mistakes, and leading to more frustration?
Balandran walks with greater speed than usual, wanting as little as possible to do with the crowd, as he walks around ringside, eventually getting near the commentary table as he flicks his wet hair at Paisner. Crowd:
Paisner tries to brush it off, but can't hide being a bit upset at the act of disrespect, as Balandran climbs into the ring, sticking up his nose to the crowd with disgust, as then…
We see Cam'Ron West come out from behind the curtain!.....with no music accompanying him...as we hear production from behind the curtain shout at him- Production:
No! Not for another 10 seconds! Roll that again!
Cam'Ron hearing this, hesitantly steps back behind the curtain, as we wait a silent 10 seconds, before…. Cam'Ron's anime ost opening
sounds throughout the venue, as West now makes a proper entrance. Putting on a generic babyface display, slapping hands, kissing babies, randomly pointing out to unspecific locations in the crowd. Javier:
And introducing next, from Another World, weighing in at 180 pounds, Cam'ron West! Crowd:
Looks like second time was the charm for West, and hopefully for him, that doesn't apply to Balandran tonight. Paisner:
Well, even without my bias, things have been looking up for West, as he's yet to take a loss in this company. Truly remarkable natural talent from this kid…..even if he seems to be slow taking on every other aspect of this business.
West makes his way further down to the ring, stepping onto the apron, then into the ring. Pointing at the crowd some more, before resting in a corner as Mia signals to both competitors to see if they're ready, and not getting objections, calls for the bell! DING DING DING
As the bell sounds, Balandran instantly rushes out the corner, and nails an unprepared Cam’Ron in the head with a big boot! Crowd:
Cam’Ron falls back into his corner, and bounces off. Looking deeply stunned as he stumbles out the corner, as Balandran then runs back to his corner, before coming back at Cam’Ron and spinning around to wipe him out with a discus lariat! But suddenly, Cam'Ron sucks under, as Balandran's momentum carries him ahead of West, leaving him vulnerable to a schoolboy! Paisner:
This is how West got Balandran last time! 1! 2! 3! No!
Kickout at 2.9 from Balandran! Crowd:
The two scramble to their feet after the kickout, the smaller man in West fully up to his feet first, giving him an opening to jump up, and nail Balandran in the back of the head with an enziguri as he gets to a full stand! Stunning him in the center of the ring! Crowd:
West then scrambles up to his feet, as he swings at the stunned Balandran again, this time with a roundhouse kick to the side of the head! Dropping Balandran onto his knees, his eyes wide, as Cam'ron follows up again, this time nailing Balandran with a buzzsaw kick! Flooring Balandran to the mat! Crowd:
What a marvelous series of kicks from West! He rolls Balandran over into a cover! 1! 2!
No! Right at 2 from Balandran!
West gets up out the pin, and goes to pick up Balandran, struggling for a moment with the significantly heavier man, but eventually managing to seem to lift him up at a consistent pace...but the initial struggles buy Balandran enough time! Giving him the time to fire back with elbow strikes to the chest of West! Shooting some of the air out of West's body, and doubling him over as he's forced to back off! Balandran then gets to his feet, as he goes after West to clock him in the jaw with a forearm! The force of the strike knocking West back into a corner! Crowd:
West looks dazed, as Balandran changes again, extending out his arm for a corner lariat, before as he reaches West, West ducks under and hits him with his own elbow to the chest! Crowd:
Balandran doubles over, as West then strikes up with a knee lift to the face! Impacting Balandran hard, as it forces him to stand, Balandran clutching at his nose from the impact! West then grabs onto Balandran, and whips him into the opposite corner, before rushing right at Balandran, who….. powders right out the ring before anything can happen to him. Crowd:
Balandran escaping the ring, and this could be good for him, with his recent losses he's probably easier to set off than ever, and be could now probably need a moment to calm himself. I would say West might do something about it….but I don't believe West fully understands what Balandran is doing here.
Balandran walks around ringside, his breaths initially loud with frustration, not helped by jeers from the crowd around him, as we hear Mia begin to count. Eventually, we hear those breaths lose their frustration as he takes calmer deep breaths. He eventually fully calms his breath down, as he slides back into the ring. Both men staring each other down, putting their hands up ready to tangle, as they approach one another, before they close in as….. Balandran just stomps on one of West's feet, before decking him to the mat with a stiff forearm shot! Crowd:
Balandran going to the foot! Lulling West into a false sense of security by making it look like he's just grappling, before taking him by surprise and laying him out!
Balandran instantly gets on West, as he begins to lay in vicious stomps to West's chest! Stomping him down over and over and over! Taking all the air out of West, before Mia has to begin counting Balandran off, who only breaks at a 4.9 count! Crowd:
Mia forces Balandran to back off considerably, giving West a moment to recover, and begin to try sitting up, as Mia relaxes on Balandran….who instantly charges forward at West, mounts him, and pounds his head into the mat with repeated forearms! Crowd:
Mia counts Balandran off very quickly on this count, as Balandran again only breaks on the 4 count. He smirks at his handiwork, as West is in a complete daze on the mat. Mia holds Balandran back for a moment, before letting the action continue, as Balandran goes over the the grounded West z and just delivers a harsh kick to the side of the ribs! Turning West on to his front as he struggles to breath! Crowd:
Balandran then continues on, as he now grabs the flipped over West, and picks him up in a gutwrench! Balandran suspends West into the air, holding him there for a solid moment, before harshly flipping him back over into his back by slamming him into the mat with a gutwrench suplex! West impacting his while back on the the mat with force, as a shockwave goes through his whole body! West tensing up in excruciating pain as he hits the mat! Crowd:
Balandran with a devastating suplex to West's light frame! Balandran into the cover! 1! 2!
No! Kickout from West!
As West kicks out, Balandran doesn't seem phased, as he quickly grabs a hold of West's hair and lifts him up as he himself stands to his feet. As he makes it up, Balandran takes West and tosses him into a corner. Balandran walks over to the corner, places one of his hands on West's face to stabilize himself in position, plus rubbing it in a bit, as he then shoots in repeated punches to the gut with his other arm! Striking down on West's stomach with vicious fists to it! Quickly doubling West over, as he desperately clutches at his chest, but all this allows for is Balandran to BLAST West in the face with an elbow strike as he leaves his face exposed! Dropping West down to a seated position in the corner instantly! Crowd:
Jesus! What a shot from Balandran! Completely decking West!
As he has West down and seated in the corner, Balandran then extends a leg out, and presses it against West's neck to begin choking him out! Preventing any oxygen from getting into West's body, as West tries to use his arms to pry Balandran's boot off of him, but with his lacking strength, to no avail! Mia begins to count Balandran off, as to no one's surprise, he only breaks upon the 4 count. Leaving West a heap on the mat, holding at this throat, desperately trying to get air into his body, as Balandran then heads off to the opposite corner, sizing West up, before charging out of it as he slides down to connect with a basement dropkick to the head of West! Leaving West a motionless heap in the corner of the ring! Crowd:
Balandran absolutely controlling West since he took over this match, and this is Balandran in his element, systemically dicing his opponent apart.
Balandran smiles at his work, just looking at the limp body of West, as he grabs onto it, and lifts it back up as he stands up again. West's body wobbly and shaky as it supports itself, as Balandran backs off. Balandran eventually getting back over into a corner, whereupon he rushes out, spins around, and takes off West's head with a vicious discus lariat! West spun around in the air from the impact of it before landing a huddled mass on the mat! Crowd:
The Prelude! Balandran decapitating West! Balandran into the cover! 1! 2! No!
West lifts a shoulder up off of the mat! Crowd:
Balandran looks annoyed at this kickout, but gets back to work after a moment as he grabs West, and goes to lift him up onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry! Paisner:
Balandran with West in the fireman's! He could put this away right now with the Balandriver!
Balandran has West up in the fireman’s, right about to toss West off in a samoan driver, but suddenly, West starts to shoot elbows into the side of Balandran’s neck! Striking Balandran, his grip gradually loosening until he’s forced to drop West from his shoulders! Crowd:
West falls onto his hands and knees as he’s released, resting on the mat for a moment, as Balandran holds at the side of his neck in pain. Balandran manages to recover, and turns around to see West trying to push himself up, and goes over to club West’s back! Forcing him back to the ground, as he then grabs West, sets his head between his legs, and lifts him up for a powerbomb….but West reverses it into a facebuster! Crowd:
West avoiding near disaster several times! Avoiding being put away, then avoids being driver hard into the mat with a powerbomb, and now Balandran is the one on the ground hurting!
Balandran rolls around on the mat holding at his face, as he tries to push himself up, but as he does so, West runs the ropes, and comes back just as Balandran gets to a kneel to clip him in the head with a shining wizard! Crowd:
Balandran is layed out flat on his face on the mat, as Cam’ron then grabs one of Balandran’s wrists, and gradually pulls the larger man up by it with both arms. West eventually gets Balandran onto his feet, letting go with one of his arms to have wrist control with soley with other, as he pulls Balandran in, and delivers a hard kick to the chest! Balandran’s chest reddening from the impact, as he falls to his knees! Crowd:
West raises Balandran back up, as he pulls him in again, for another stiff kick to the chest! Balandran falling to his knees again, but West raising him back up in response, as he then pulls Balandran in for a third stiff kick to the chest! Balandran clutching at his reddened chest, falling to his knees again! Crowd:
West looks out to the crowd, feeling their energy, and signals to them for even more cheers, as he takes Balandran up once more, then pulls him in for a short arm lariat! But this time, Balandran manages to duck under! His momentum carrying him through past West! West stumbles for a moment, not being prepared to hit nothing, as he regains his balance and turns around, right into Balandran tossing a wild short range lariat at him! But West himself now ducks under! Balandran’s momentum turning him around, giving West the chance to hook him from behind, lift him up, and spin him around to plant him into the mat with a Blue Thunder Bomb! Crowd:
BLUE THUNDER BOMB! BALANDRAN DRIVEN HARD INTO THE MAT, WEST KEEPS IT FOR A COVER! 1! 2! No!
Kickout from Balandran!
West gets out of the kick out from Balandran, his breathing heavy, resting his hands on his knees for a moment to get some energy back, before he stands fully up, as he raises his arms to the audience to hype them up! Crowd:
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! CAM’RON-SAMA! CAM’RON-SAMA!
West puts himself against the ropes, awaiting for Balandran to make it to his feet. Balandran begins to show signs of life, using his hands to push himself up, struggling initially, but gradually getting up, and pushing himself onto his knees. Then continuing to go, eventually making his way to his feet, as West then charges Balandran, and swings with a vicious lariat! But suddenly, Balandran lifts his boot up! West running right into it before his lariat can connect, and being floored to the mat! Crowd:
Balandran then drops to the mat on his hands and knees, seeming tired, his chest red and with welts all over. But eventually he manages to get up to his feet, as he gets right on West, picking him up, and with rather short range, spins around and mows through him with a discus lariat! West dropping to the mat hard! Crowd:
THE PRELUDE ONCE MORE! COULD BALANDRAN HAVE IT THIS TIME?
West is limp on the mat, as Balandran picks him up again, hoists him onto his shoulders, before sending West down in front of him, and slamming him into the ground with a Samoan Driver! Crowd:
BALANDRIVER! WEST PLANTED INTO THE MAT! THIS SEEMS OVER! MIA COUNTS THE PIN! 1! 2! 3! DING DING DING Javier:
Your winner via pinfall, at a time of 13:38, AUSTIN! BALANDRAN! Crowd:
Ringside crew come into the ring to check on the out of it West, as Balandran forces himself onto a knee, resting shakily on it from the toll competition took on him, but still able to look upon his victory with a smug satisfaction. Paisner:
Balandran with his revenge, and handing West his first ever loss in wrestling. And this has to feel damn good for him after a lot of recent frustrations…….i’m just hoping this doesn’t embolden any of his threats against me. Woodbridge:
And this serves as a big momentum shift for both people, Balandran finally regaining it, and West as both a rookie, and an alternate universe anime boy, has to find out how to naviagate defeat.
Ringside crew help Cam’Ron out the ring, icing down his body, as Cam’ron is responsive, but too hurt and tired to fully make it out on his own. Balandran stands up, a smirk plated on his face, pushing away any ringside crew offering to ice him down out of not wanting to be touched. As he exits the ring near the commentary table, runs his hands through his hair, and flings what it now sweat rather than just water at Paisner, being exiting on his own two feet. We open a backstage scene again, as we see Stephen Romero, now returning to the break room area. He opens the fridge to retrieve his lunch…..before realizing it is not there, it has been stolen!. Romero:
Hey! The hell? Romero looks through the fridge one more time to make sure, moving things around to see if maybe his lunch just got shuffled, but nope, it’s gone, plain gone. Romero turns around, looking for any clues, before he sees something, in the corner, two people sitting in the corner. Those two people being Dalidus Nova, and Miles Alpha. With Romero’s lunch in Nova’s hand, as we see on the couch they’re sitting on what seems to be the trash from other lunches. Romero furrows his brow, as he walks on over to the duo, and states- Romero:
HEY! THAT’S MY DAMN LUNCH, THE HELL YOU DOING? Nova:
Wait, it was? Nova looks at the plastic lid he tossed off of the tray, and sees Romero’s name scribbled on it. Nova:
Huh, it looks like it is. It also looks like I don’t really care. Especially not about the lunch of someone associated with Buster Bravado. Romero:
Yo, first that ain’t the man’s name. Don’t you say that shit especially about a man who whooped you! And obliging conversation with someone else who’s usually the initiate ain’t no damn excuse to take a man’s lunch! Romero then reaches for the lunch Nova has eaten half of, there’s a brief tug of war that Romero seems to quickly be winning, before Alpha intervenes and pushes Romero away. Alpha:
Hey! Hey! Have you seen my man ever since we came back? He’s never not hungry, cut him some slack. Romero:
I’m 100 pounds heavier than him dickhead who’s the one here who needs the bigger meal?! Especially since he’s already got a whole bunch of fast food bags lying right next to him! Alpha:
Hey, calm down buddy. No need to make any more rash decisions here. You’re not already on our great side with your liberal crew, or friendliness with such a divisive human being as Buster when what this world needs is a collective, you don’t want to see the consequences. We’re making this promotion and world better and you’re very quickly looking like a barrier to that. Romero:
How so are you making this better? With the radical ideal of attacking and potentially injuring people backstage who’s done nothing to you? I know my goals to make this place better, i’ve no reason to trust yours. Alpha:
Saunders was knowingly acting as a pawn for a reactionary despot, there was no moral dilemma on that end. We took action cowards like you wouldn’t have the guts for. Nova:
Also this mix? It’s great, you seasoned the chicken really well, could use a few less greens though. Romero turns away from looking at Alpha to looking at Nova as he comments that, a deeply angered expression on his face. Romero:
Don’t taunt me by commenting on my own damned food! You ba- But suddenly, Romero is cut off, as now being out of Romero’s direct view, Alpha grabs a wooden chair close to him, and slams it over the back of Romero’s head! Instantly flooring him, and leaving him a heap on the ground! The legs of the chair breaking off, as Alpha lifts the chair above his head, then tosses it down onto Romero’s back! Making sure he’s out! Nova then stands up, and walks over to join in and stomp on Romero’s head, digging in his boot to Romero’s head. As he then spits out some of his chewed up mixed chicken/greens/pasta onto Romero. Nova:
Be careful who you ally with bud, it can be easy to find yourself on the wrong side of history. Nova then lays in one extra stomp to the limp Romero, as he continues to eat from Romero’s lunch, as the Young Cards head out, the scene fading away. We then return to the ring once more, where we see Paisner and Woodbridge, looking giddy at the prospect of our main event. Paisner:
Coming up next fans, it's your main event, the one you’ve all been waiting for. We see the Tale of the Tape for Big Money Maverick vs. Mark Dutch overtake the screen for a few moments. Woodbridge:
Big Money Maverick. Mark Dutch. Two men who have had a long, storied history, and a bitter rivalry. Tonight, they meet once again, as the past few weeks have set them on a collision course that’s gonna come to a head tonight! Paisner:
At Pyramid of Blood, Mark Dutch disguised himself as a local talent to gain entry into Mav’s Big Money Invitational, and beat Maverick for his 5,000 dollar prize! Maverick would seek revenge by then savagely attacking Blackwater backstage a few weeks later, and followed that up by defeating Blackwater at Gayniversary. He would then try to brutalize Dutch’s close friend and partner once again, but Dutch came out to make the save, sending Mav in retreat! Woodbridge:
And in a few moments, there’ll be no more running, and no more hiding for either man. It’s Big Money Maverick vs. Mark Dutch, and it’s coming up next!
We cut to Javier in the ring, who has a mic in hand. Babaganoush:
The following contest is your MAIN EVENT of the evening, and it is scheduled for one fall! Crowd:
ONE FALL!!! Babaganoush:
With a 60 Minute Time Limit! Your referee is Tai Ni Wong!
The crowd cheers as Wong raises his hand up to wave at the audience. Suddenly, we hear Western Hero
play over the speakers, as the crowd pops! Crowd:
Mark Dutch, dressed in his regular attire, jeans, boots, and a black tank top, steps through the curtain, with no Louis Blackwater by his side. He walks alone, head held high, as he walks down the aisle, looking pumped up, as the crowd starts to chant and cheer! Crowd:
DUTCH! DUTCH! DUTCH! DUTCH! Babaganoush:
Introducing first, from Groningen, The Netherlands, weighing in at 237 Pounds……...MMMAAAAARRRRKKK DUUUTTTCCCHHHH!!! Crowd:
Dutch stops right at the edge of the ring, and takes a deep, long breath before sliding into the ring underneath the bottom rope, and climbing up to the turnbuckles to pose for the crowd! Paisner:
And as these fans cheer Dutch, it’s important to note that this is the first time Dutch has gone into this particular singles matchup as the hero! In all of Mav and Dutch’s previous singles matches, Mav has played the hero and Dutch was the villain, but tonight the roles have been reversed, and now everybody is rooting for Dutch, myself included!
Dutch stops posing on the turnbuckles, and hops down to the mat, while his music fades away. Dutch stares at the stage intently, waiting patiently for the arrival of his longtime rival. MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY Crowd:
Mav’s theme radiates through the speakers as Big Money Maverick
steps through the curtain with his back turned to the audience, and we see the portrait of Ben Franklin on the back of his entrance jacket.
Mav turns to face the crowd, and he looks a bit more serious tonight, not as cocky and full of swagger like he normally is. He starts walking down the aisle as Babaganoush speaks. Babaganoush:
And his opponent, from Dallas, Texas, weighing in at 225 pounds……….BIG…..MONEY…….MAAAAVVVERRIIICKK!! Crowd:
Here comes Mav, walking down the aisle with his eyes fixated on Dutch!
Mav walks down the aisle, and stares down Dutch inside the ring as he walks. The tension between these two is palpable, and Mav walks up the ring steps and through the ropes with a very cautious energy. Mav doesn’t take his eyes off of Dutch, Dutch’s eyes remain firmly planted on Mav as well. Woodbridge:
Both these men know exactly what the other is capable of. These men are two of the best, most dangerous athletes in the game, and they each recognize that the other is a top-level competitor. Paisner:
These two men have had one of the greatest and most storied rivalries in the history of WiR, and tonight, we decide the victor in the latest chapter of their epic saga!
Mav’s music fades away as he continues to stare down Dutch from opposite corners of the ring. Both men’s eyes remain locked on each other as Tai Ni Wong checks that both men are ready to go, and calls for the opening bell!!! DING DING DING! Almost immediately after the bell rings, Maverick and Dutch meet in the middle of the ring, and grab ahold of each other while throwing right hands at each other’s skull! Paisner:
Here we go, Mav vs. Dutch, and this one is starting off HOT! Woodbridge:
Did we have any doubt of that?
Both men continue to throw bombs at each other, both men not wanting to give the other the early leg-up, but Dutch quickly starts getting the better of the exchange, and his shots start to send Mav backwards. Dutch grabs Big Money Mav by the arm, and bounces him off of the ropes, trying to Irish Whip him into the opposite side of ropes, but Mav counters and Irish Whips Dutch. Dutch bounces off the other set of ropes and immediately runs right into a big clothesline from Mav, sending Dutch crashing to the mat! Mav quickly drops down to a knee, and starts throwing right hands into Dutch’s face! Dutch tries to get his hands up to block some of the shots, but Big Money Mav keeps wailing away at Dutch’s face, and most of his punches find their mark! Crowd:
Big Money Mav really taking it to Dutch here!
Dutch is able to lift his arm up, and grabs Mav by the face, shoving him away and off of him for just a second. Mav takes a few steps backwards as Dutch gets back up to a vertical base, and Mav tries to catch him with a right hand, but Dutch blocks and counters with one of his own! Dutch follows up with another right hand! And another! And another! Woodbridge:
Now Dutch is starting to tee off on Mav!
Mav drops down to a knee, and hunches over, but Dutch grabs him by the chin, and lifts him back up to his feet, before catching him under the jaw with a big european uppercut!
Mav stands dazed in the ring for a moment, before Dutch turns around and runs towards the ropes, rebounding off of them and catching the groggy Mav with a Running Somersault Shoulder Block! Crowd:
Dutch with a creative shoulder block!
Mav winces in pain, as he rolls over onto his stomach, trying to get back up to his feet. Dutch is already back up though, and grabs Mav by the head, pulling him up to a vertical base before tucking his head underneath his own arm, and lifting him up in the air, dropping him to the mat with a beautiful vertical suplex!
Dutch with the cover, hooking both legs! 1!
Mav almost immediately kicks out, barely even a 1 count. Big Money Mav tries to scramble his way up to his feet once more, and Dutch is there to meet him.Dutch grabs Mav by the arm, and Irish Whips him towards the ropes. Mav bounces off the ropes, and runs right into a Jumping Clothesline
from Dutch! Dutch quickly goes for another cover! 1!
Again, not even a 2. Mav gets the shoulder up with relative ease. Paisner:
And with these early pin attempts in the match, Dutch isn’t necessarily trying to win, he’s trying to Make Big Money Mav expend energy by kicking out. Woodbridge:
And we know that generally the longer a match goes on, the more it favors Mav. His endurance is off the charts, and he’s always got a lot to give in these big match environments.
Dutch grabs Mav by the head, and once again pulls him up to a vertical base. Dutch once again grabs Mav by the arm, looking for an irish whip, but this time Mav blocks, not allowing himself to be pulled by Dutch! Dutch thinks quickly, and kicks Mav in the gut, making Mav hunch over. Dutch then hits Mav with a clubbing axe handle to the back, which drops Mav to his hands and knees. Dutch bends over and grabs Mav by the waist, before lifting him up and dropping him with a big Wheelbarrow Suplex! Crowd:
What power from Dutch!
Mav, feeling the effects of the suplex, starts rolling himself towards the edge of the ring, rolling underneath the ropes and laying on the apron. Dutch notices Mav trying to evade him, and walks over to the ropes, leaning through the ropes to try and pull Mav back up to a vertical base. Dutch starts to pull Mav up from his prone position, but Mav quickly catches Dutch off guard with a kick right to the side of the head! Crowd:
Mav baited him in, catching Dutch with a kick as he laid down on the apron!
Dutch puts his head up to the side of his head as he continues to lean through the ropes, and Mav uses this opportunity to pull himself up to his feet, grab Dutch by the head, and drop him right onto his skull with a Rope Hung Apron DDT! Crowd”
What a move from Mav! Spiking Dutch right on his head on the Apron!
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