Post by PWXonline on Jun 19, 2014 22:30:33 GMT -5
PWX PRESENTS: ADRENALINE 81: ANARCHY AWAITS
PWX ARENA
CROWN POINT, INDIANA
WEDNESDAY, JUNE 18TH, 2014
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The pyro shoots down in a SOLD OUT PWX Arena in Crown Point. The crowd are hyper, active and on their feet as they are pumped up for the long return to PWX's.......home!
Chris: Welcome everybody to a SOLD OUT PWX crowd here in the heart of PWX, Crown Point, Indiana! I'm Chris Caudill and with me always is my surprisingly still commentating partner, Ricky Cravate!
Ricky: Go blow your sister's husband's brother's asshole.
Chris: Well that's new...
Ricky: You do realize that nobody wants to get rid of me! I make the commentary on this show entertaining!
Chris: And what am I getting at folks? I'm talking about what transpired at Civil War a couple weeks ago! We saw the END of Brian Hollywood's reign over PWX! I guess to put it more precisely, we all witnessed the destruction of The Establishment!
Ricky: That's fucking bullshit and you know it!
Chris: Ok....well....where are they?
Ricky: What you saw happen at Civil War was merely a setback for Mr. Hollywood and his Establishment.
Chris: Well see about that. As you know, John Pariah runs PWX now and I don't think Pariah plans on evening seeing Hollywood again.....as for tonight, we've got a hot action packed night in store for all you guys so let's get to the first match of the night!
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SINGLES MATCH
SIOBHAN TOWNSEND vs ABIGAIL LINDSAY
The bell rings and both women meet in the center of the ring. Siobhan stares down Abigail before circling her. Abigail goes for a few straight punches, but Siobhan dodges back and forth between each miss. Siobhan dodges the next attempt by Abigail before she flings forward and shoots a hard right straight into the side of the face of Abigail Lindsay. The punch causes her to stumble backwards and into the ropes.
Ricky: Jesus Christ! That woman can knock me around any day of the week!
Chris: You seemed to have forgotten that she’s more of an fighter than an actual wrestler.
Ricky: I don’t give a fuck!
Chris: I figured as much.
Siobhan goes for a few more strikes before hitting a strong European Uppercut that takes Abigail down to the mat. Siobhan ricochets off the ropes and comes down with a hard elbow into the side of the head of Abigail. Abigail slowly gets up and Siobhan plants her with a dropkick that takes her right back down to the mat. Siobhan goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
Chris: Oh and kick out by Abigail!
Ricky: I honestly don’t know what’s keeping Abigail ticking right now. Siobhan is just too strong for her in my opinion.
Chris: Well…your kinda sexist.
Ricky: Take that back asshole! I am not! I’m just very….opinionated that’s all.
Siobhan walks back towards Abigail, but not before Abigail trips her. Abigail strikes Siobhan at the knees which cripples Siobhan from getting back to her feet. Abigail grabs the left leg of Siobhan and shoves it hard straight into the mat. Siobhan winces in pain but doesn’t let it out vocally. Abigail then mounts Siobhan and just starts going crazy sending right after left into the face of Siobhan. The referee backs Abigail off her and warns her to tone it down.
Ricky: Man, now that’s the kinda action I love!
Chris: It’s only the first match of the night. I expect you to grow tired and dull as the night progresses.
Abigail approaches Siobhan again only this time, she drags her towards the corner turnbuckle closest to the announcers table. Abigail rolls out of the ring and pulls Siobhan’s leg partially out of the ring towards the turnbuckle.
Chris: Uh oh….this can’t be good.
Ricky: For the turnbuckle or Siobhan?
Abigail smiles to the crowd as they can be heard booing Abigail loudly. Abigail then turns her attention back towards the turnbuckle. As Abigail is still holding that left leg, she rams it hard into the turnbuckle as Siobhan tosses her body back into the canvas. Siobhan grabs her leg and holds it as Abigail heads back into the ring. She shows off to the crowd as the referee checks on Siobhan. The crowd continues to boo as Abigail just shrugs and waits for the referee to stand up.
Chris: Man I don’t know if Siobhan is going to be able to continue.
Ricky: You’re a moron if you really believe a move like that is going to keep Siobhan down. She’s a tough son of a bitch!
The referee checks on Siobhan and asks if she wants to continue. She nods in frustration as the referee backs off and Abigail wastes no more time in going back on the offensive against Siobhan. As Abigail gets closer, though, Siobhan launches her right foot into Abigail’s face causing Abigail to stumble to the ground.
Chris: This might just be the break Siobhan was looking for!
Ricky: Did you see that nice perfectly executed kick to the face?! That was amazing!
Chris: Yes, it was. We don’t see Siobhan kick very often, but you can tell that tonight isn’t one of those times.
Ricky: She’s a survivor. She’s bred to use any force necessary to keep her in the game!
Siobhan gets back to her feet but carefully nurses her left leg. She heads to the top turnbuckle as Abigail regains her composure. She starts heading toward her when Siobhan launches herself from the top and takes Abigail down with a headscissors take down to the mat.
Ricky: WHOA! Did you see that?!
Chris: Siobhan taking some risks, even on that sore leg!
Ricky: That’s what this girl is all about! I love it!
Siobhan holds her leg briefly but ignores the pain as she takes the opportunity to hook the leg of Abigail. The ref goes for the count.
ONE
TWO
THRE…..KICK OUT!
Ricky: FUCK!
Chris: Abigail Lindsay looked DAZED after that one! Impressive kick out from Abigail!
Siobhan shakes her head as she tries not to think about her leg. She gets up slowly and heads back towards the turnbuckle.
Chris: You gotta be kidding me…
Ricky: Remind me to not lose this intensity later on tonight. I have a feeling we are going to be dazzled even well into the Main Event from the action from this match alone!
Siobhan heads to the top of the turnbuckle once more. She takes her time, however, to get to the top. As she looks down at Abigail, she looks to be signaling the end here. As Siobhan prepares to launch herself again, Abigail blasts up in a shocking fashion.
Chris: Abigail playing possum!
Ricky: Typical.
Abigail flies up the turnbuckle as her and Siobhan lock up in a slow motion of right hits back and forth at each other. As Siobhan throws a hard right across the chin of Abigail, Abigail starts to stumble back but doesn’t fall. Instead, her feet get caught up in the rope and she falls backwards but hangs upside down from the turnbuckle.
Ricky: OH BOY! Here it comes!
Chris: Things aren’t looking good for Abigail!
Siobhan, who is still standing above Abigail, looks down at her at she jumps off and connects with Abigail’s chest with the Funeral March. Siobhan grabs her leg again but rolls Abigail over on her back and hooks the leg. The referee drops down for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Chris: Siobhan wins!
Ricky: Amazing effort from her! I told you that she would tough it out!
Chris: That she did. Well, great effort by both these women tonight and what a way to kick off Adrenaline with such a perfect opening match!
Ricky: You couldn’t ask for a better opening match then that!
Chris: I can’t disagree with you there!
WINNER: SIOBHAN TOWNSEND
SIOBHAN TOWNSEND vs ABIGAIL LINDSAY
The bell rings and both women meet in the center of the ring. Siobhan stares down Abigail before circling her. Abigail goes for a few straight punches, but Siobhan dodges back and forth between each miss. Siobhan dodges the next attempt by Abigail before she flings forward and shoots a hard right straight into the side of the face of Abigail Lindsay. The punch causes her to stumble backwards and into the ropes.
Ricky: Jesus Christ! That woman can knock me around any day of the week!
Chris: You seemed to have forgotten that she’s more of an fighter than an actual wrestler.
Ricky: I don’t give a fuck!
Chris: I figured as much.
Siobhan goes for a few more strikes before hitting a strong European Uppercut that takes Abigail down to the mat. Siobhan ricochets off the ropes and comes down with a hard elbow into the side of the head of Abigail. Abigail slowly gets up and Siobhan plants her with a dropkick that takes her right back down to the mat. Siobhan goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
Chris: Oh and kick out by Abigail!
Ricky: I honestly don’t know what’s keeping Abigail ticking right now. Siobhan is just too strong for her in my opinion.
Chris: Well…your kinda sexist.
Ricky: Take that back asshole! I am not! I’m just very….opinionated that’s all.
Siobhan walks back towards Abigail, but not before Abigail trips her. Abigail strikes Siobhan at the knees which cripples Siobhan from getting back to her feet. Abigail grabs the left leg of Siobhan and shoves it hard straight into the mat. Siobhan winces in pain but doesn’t let it out vocally. Abigail then mounts Siobhan and just starts going crazy sending right after left into the face of Siobhan. The referee backs Abigail off her and warns her to tone it down.
Ricky: Man, now that’s the kinda action I love!
Chris: It’s only the first match of the night. I expect you to grow tired and dull as the night progresses.
Abigail approaches Siobhan again only this time, she drags her towards the corner turnbuckle closest to the announcers table. Abigail rolls out of the ring and pulls Siobhan’s leg partially out of the ring towards the turnbuckle.
Chris: Uh oh….this can’t be good.
Ricky: For the turnbuckle or Siobhan?
Abigail smiles to the crowd as they can be heard booing Abigail loudly. Abigail then turns her attention back towards the turnbuckle. As Abigail is still holding that left leg, she rams it hard into the turnbuckle as Siobhan tosses her body back into the canvas. Siobhan grabs her leg and holds it as Abigail heads back into the ring. She shows off to the crowd as the referee checks on Siobhan. The crowd continues to boo as Abigail just shrugs and waits for the referee to stand up.
Chris: Man I don’t know if Siobhan is going to be able to continue.
Ricky: You’re a moron if you really believe a move like that is going to keep Siobhan down. She’s a tough son of a bitch!
The referee checks on Siobhan and asks if she wants to continue. She nods in frustration as the referee backs off and Abigail wastes no more time in going back on the offensive against Siobhan. As Abigail gets closer, though, Siobhan launches her right foot into Abigail’s face causing Abigail to stumble to the ground.
Chris: This might just be the break Siobhan was looking for!
Ricky: Did you see that nice perfectly executed kick to the face?! That was amazing!
Chris: Yes, it was. We don’t see Siobhan kick very often, but you can tell that tonight isn’t one of those times.
Ricky: She’s a survivor. She’s bred to use any force necessary to keep her in the game!
Siobhan gets back to her feet but carefully nurses her left leg. She heads to the top turnbuckle as Abigail regains her composure. She starts heading toward her when Siobhan launches herself from the top and takes Abigail down with a headscissors take down to the mat.
Ricky: WHOA! Did you see that?!
Chris: Siobhan taking some risks, even on that sore leg!
Ricky: That’s what this girl is all about! I love it!
Siobhan holds her leg briefly but ignores the pain as she takes the opportunity to hook the leg of Abigail. The ref goes for the count.
ONE
TWO
THRE…..KICK OUT!
Ricky: FUCK!
Chris: Abigail Lindsay looked DAZED after that one! Impressive kick out from Abigail!
Siobhan shakes her head as she tries not to think about her leg. She gets up slowly and heads back towards the turnbuckle.
Chris: You gotta be kidding me…
Ricky: Remind me to not lose this intensity later on tonight. I have a feeling we are going to be dazzled even well into the Main Event from the action from this match alone!
Siobhan heads to the top of the turnbuckle once more. She takes her time, however, to get to the top. As she looks down at Abigail, she looks to be signaling the end here. As Siobhan prepares to launch herself again, Abigail blasts up in a shocking fashion.
Chris: Abigail playing possum!
Ricky: Typical.
Abigail flies up the turnbuckle as her and Siobhan lock up in a slow motion of right hits back and forth at each other. As Siobhan throws a hard right across the chin of Abigail, Abigail starts to stumble back but doesn’t fall. Instead, her feet get caught up in the rope and she falls backwards but hangs upside down from the turnbuckle.
Ricky: OH BOY! Here it comes!
Chris: Things aren’t looking good for Abigail!
Siobhan, who is still standing above Abigail, looks down at her at she jumps off and connects with Abigail’s chest with the Funeral March. Siobhan grabs her leg again but rolls Abigail over on her back and hooks the leg. The referee drops down for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Chris: Siobhan wins!
Ricky: Amazing effort from her! I told you that she would tough it out!
Chris: That she did. Well, great effort by both these women tonight and what a way to kick off Adrenaline with such a perfect opening match!
Ricky: You couldn’t ask for a better opening match then that!
Chris: I can’t disagree with you there!
WINNER: SIOBHAN TOWNSEND
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[We fade in backstage, where Adam Stryker is stretching before his match with Anton Chase. John Pariah walks into frame, talking on his Nexus 5]
Pariah: Hey..yeah, awesome. That sounds great. Listen, lets finish this over lunch tomorrow. Great, I’ll see you than.
[He hangs up his phone as Stryker turns around-taking the earbuds out of his ears.]
Stryker: John…
Pariah: Adam..
Stryker; How goes it.
Pariah: You know. business. Looking forward to seeing you and Jackson on the 28th.
Stryker: and you versus Norcia.
Pariah: Adam, listen my friend; I just needed you to sign these couple of things-before your match.
[He looks them over, and scribbles a name on them.]
Stryker: Whats this?
Pariah: Insurance….much like in 2CW, we’re giving our talents health coverage.
Stryker; Awesome. Awesome.
Pariah: Good luck against Anton tonight Adam.
Stryker: See you out there boss…
[They shake hands, as Stryker heads toward the ring, and Pariah smirks, pulling his phone out and looking at it.]
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FIGHT WITHOUT HONOR
ADAM STRYKER vs ANTON CHASE
Adam and Anton lock up as the match begins. Adam gets the advantage as he simply headbutts Anton. Anton loses control and tries to shake it off but Adam is already a step ahead of him. Adam picks him up and delivers a huge exploder suplex.
Chris: This match has already gotten physical.
Ricky: What did you expect? This IS a fight without honor match you know?
Adam hits Anton with an Inverted Atomic Drop and follows it up with a discus clothesline. Stryker then grabs Anton and tosses him over the top rope. Stryker rolls under the ropes and picks Anton up and attempts to Irish Whip him into the steel steps but instead, it is Anton who tosses Adam into the steel ring steps. Anton strikes a few right kicks into Stryker before picking him up and tossing him hard into the barricade wall. Stryker supports his back as Anton comes back at him. Stryker charges at him and drives him back first into the base of the ring. Anton holds his back as well as both of them slowly trade off blows to each other. Stryker pops up and hits a European Uppercut then grabs Anton quickly and drives him into the ground with a HolyShitPlex. Stryker goes for the cover. Since Stryker is on the outside, the referee quickly gets out of the ring and drops for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THR---
Chris: And Anton is barely able to kick out of that!
Ricky: First pinfall attempt already in a five minute period. I’m impressed with this match!
Chris: The fact that this is a fight without honor, these guys can go anywhere they want to. The damage sustained will be more draining on both of them.
Ricky: As much as I hate to admit it, the mother fucker, Adam Stryker, has the distinct advantage in these types of matches.
Stryker picks up Anton and throws him back into the ring. Stryker looks under the ring and grabs a steel chair and tosses it into the ring. Stryker goes back into the ring and proceeds to lift up Anton. Anton counters him, though, and plants Stryker into the chair with a DDT. Anton quickly covers him.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT
Chris: I think Anton surprised Stryker with that DDT! I don’t even think Stryker saw that one coming!
Ricky: I will admit, the thing I love about Chase is that he can surprise you. If there’s one thing I’ve always seemed to constantly do, is underestimate him.
Chris: Maybe you should stop doing that.
Ricky:……Nah, too much fun.
Anton picks up Stryker and tries to end it now. He attempts Chaos Theory but Stryker grabs him and his a monstrous inverted backbreaker on Anton. Stryker grabs Anton and then tosses him into the corner turnbuckle. Strkyer then hits a missile dropkick that causes Anton to fall straight down, leaning his back on the corner turnbuckle. Stryker then picks up the chair and places it right in front of Anton’s face. He steps back a bit and then charges at Anton. Somehow, Anton is able to quickly grab the chair and plaster it straight into Stryker’s head.
Ricky: HOW THE FUCK DID HE DO THAT?!
Chris: I don’t know but that was impressive!
Anton picks himself back up from the ground and heads to the top rope. He sees that Stryker is down and out and gets to the top. He dives off and is able to connect beautifully with a 450 splash on Stryker. Anton goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THRE….
Chris: He almost had him!!
Ricky: Holy shit! Anton came THAT close from ending Stryker right there!
Anton shakes his head in frustration as he knew he almost nearly had that won. Anton grabs Stryker as he pulls him up from the mat. Anton grabs Stryker from behind and attempts the Chaos Theory once more but Stryker is able to maneuver out of it again. Stryker pops behind Anton this time and Anton turns around as Adam goes for The Stryke. Anton drops down immediately as Adam misses him and Anton pops up behind him quickly and hits the Chaos Theory. Anton goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THRE……..KICK OUT!
Chris: WHAT?! Stryker kicks out!!
Ricky: Anton AGAIN with another near finish!!
Chris: This is madness!
Ricky: This is PWX you fucker!
Anton lays back completely in disbelief. He takes a few more moments to catch his breath as he gets back to his feet. Anton grabs the steel chair and sets it in the corner turnbuckle in between the ropes. He then grabs Adam and tosses him into the turnbuckle. Anton then charges towards Stryker and goes for a spinning wheel kick but Stryker moves out of the way and Anton hits the steel chair. Stryker moves into position as Anton turns around startled as Stryker connects with The Stryke. Stryker goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Chris: Unbelievable!! What an amazing match that was!!
Ricky: Damn it! I was actually rooting for Anton for a chase….no pun intended!
Chris:….Wow, that’s actually the best insulting pun you’ve made in…well….the longest I can remember!
Ricky: That’s because you can’t remember that far back dumbass!
Chris: Wow what a match that was though folks! Anton literally giving it his ALL out here tonight and almost coming away with the victory TWICE! Anton, keep your head up high on this one…you almost beat one of the hardest guys you could possibly face in a match like this!
WINNER: ADAM STRYKER
ADAM STRYKER vs ANTON CHASE
Adam and Anton lock up as the match begins. Adam gets the advantage as he simply headbutts Anton. Anton loses control and tries to shake it off but Adam is already a step ahead of him. Adam picks him up and delivers a huge exploder suplex.
Chris: This match has already gotten physical.
Ricky: What did you expect? This IS a fight without honor match you know?
Adam hits Anton with an Inverted Atomic Drop and follows it up with a discus clothesline. Stryker then grabs Anton and tosses him over the top rope. Stryker rolls under the ropes and picks Anton up and attempts to Irish Whip him into the steel steps but instead, it is Anton who tosses Adam into the steel ring steps. Anton strikes a few right kicks into Stryker before picking him up and tossing him hard into the barricade wall. Stryker supports his back as Anton comes back at him. Stryker charges at him and drives him back first into the base of the ring. Anton holds his back as well as both of them slowly trade off blows to each other. Stryker pops up and hits a European Uppercut then grabs Anton quickly and drives him into the ground with a HolyShitPlex. Stryker goes for the cover. Since Stryker is on the outside, the referee quickly gets out of the ring and drops for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THR---
Chris: And Anton is barely able to kick out of that!
Ricky: First pinfall attempt already in a five minute period. I’m impressed with this match!
Chris: The fact that this is a fight without honor, these guys can go anywhere they want to. The damage sustained will be more draining on both of them.
Ricky: As much as I hate to admit it, the mother fucker, Adam Stryker, has the distinct advantage in these types of matches.
Stryker picks up Anton and throws him back into the ring. Stryker looks under the ring and grabs a steel chair and tosses it into the ring. Stryker goes back into the ring and proceeds to lift up Anton. Anton counters him, though, and plants Stryker into the chair with a DDT. Anton quickly covers him.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT
Chris: I think Anton surprised Stryker with that DDT! I don’t even think Stryker saw that one coming!
Ricky: I will admit, the thing I love about Chase is that he can surprise you. If there’s one thing I’ve always seemed to constantly do, is underestimate him.
Chris: Maybe you should stop doing that.
Ricky:……Nah, too much fun.
Anton picks up Stryker and tries to end it now. He attempts Chaos Theory but Stryker grabs him and his a monstrous inverted backbreaker on Anton. Stryker grabs Anton and then tosses him into the corner turnbuckle. Strkyer then hits a missile dropkick that causes Anton to fall straight down, leaning his back on the corner turnbuckle. Stryker then picks up the chair and places it right in front of Anton’s face. He steps back a bit and then charges at Anton. Somehow, Anton is able to quickly grab the chair and plaster it straight into Stryker’s head.
Ricky: HOW THE FUCK DID HE DO THAT?!
Chris: I don’t know but that was impressive!
Anton picks himself back up from the ground and heads to the top rope. He sees that Stryker is down and out and gets to the top. He dives off and is able to connect beautifully with a 450 splash on Stryker. Anton goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THRE….
Chris: He almost had him!!
Ricky: Holy shit! Anton came THAT close from ending Stryker right there!
Anton shakes his head in frustration as he knew he almost nearly had that won. Anton grabs Stryker as he pulls him up from the mat. Anton grabs Stryker from behind and attempts the Chaos Theory once more but Stryker is able to maneuver out of it again. Stryker pops behind Anton this time and Anton turns around as Adam goes for The Stryke. Anton drops down immediately as Adam misses him and Anton pops up behind him quickly and hits the Chaos Theory. Anton goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THRE……..KICK OUT!
Chris: WHAT?! Stryker kicks out!!
Ricky: Anton AGAIN with another near finish!!
Chris: This is madness!
Ricky: This is PWX you fucker!
Anton lays back completely in disbelief. He takes a few more moments to catch his breath as he gets back to his feet. Anton grabs the steel chair and sets it in the corner turnbuckle in between the ropes. He then grabs Adam and tosses him into the turnbuckle. Anton then charges towards Stryker and goes for a spinning wheel kick but Stryker moves out of the way and Anton hits the steel chair. Stryker moves into position as Anton turns around startled as Stryker connects with The Stryke. Stryker goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Chris: Unbelievable!! What an amazing match that was!!
Ricky: Damn it! I was actually rooting for Anton for a chase….no pun intended!
Chris:….Wow, that’s actually the best insulting pun you’ve made in…well….the longest I can remember!
Ricky: That’s because you can’t remember that far back dumbass!
Chris: Wow what a match that was though folks! Anton literally giving it his ALL out here tonight and almost coming away with the victory TWICE! Anton, keep your head up high on this one…you almost beat one of the hardest guys you could possibly face in a match like this!
WINNER: ADAM STRYKER
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Chris: Welcome back to Adrenaline everyone! Well as you know, we were going to provide you with an update to everyone's question....just WHAT happened to the Establishment?
Ricky: Their not dead!
Chris: Speaking of dead....apparently Darin Zion is? I've been hearing reports all week about Zion. Unfortunately, I do NOT have any information on Darin Zion or any news suggesting he is or isn't dead. However, we DO have an update on SOME of the Establishment members...
Ricky: Oh please...just stop right now.
Chris: Tiami Tyler seems to be the only one here tonight as far as the Establishment is concerned. She will be fighting in the Main Event tonight but apparently is going to be going one on one with John Pariah at Uprising!
Ricky: Yippy......go fuck yourself.
Chris: Pariah is already making sure that any remnants of the Establishment are sought out properly. She will be defending the PWX Championship at this coming PPV in a few weeks time. As for the PWX Tag Team Champions, they are simply not here tonight. We have been told they are nursing a few cracked ribs and bruises from the effects of the Civil War match. As for the man behind the Establishment, Brian Hollywood, we have NOT heard ANYTHING from Hollywood since or even the whereabouts of where he may be. The last time we saw Hollywood, he was decimated by the monster Schmeid.
Ricky: That roided freak? He turned on the Establishment.
Chris: Quite frankly, it wasn't surprising to me as I've always considered Schmeid a loose cannon. However, not only did he seem to destroy Brian Hollywood and cost him the company, but it seems that Schmeid LITERALLY KILLED Zion!
Ricky: Serves Zion right! It was all his fault why Mr. Hollywood found himself in the situation he did. Now, it has effectively ended The Establishment. Way to go there you dead mother fucker!
Chris: Hey, respect the dead!
Ricky: FUCK YOU!
Chris: Well...I wish we could provide you with more details ladies and gentlemen, but we simply do not know anything on the status of The Establishment nor do we really know if The Establishment is no more or not. Like I said, we haven't gotten a clue of where Hollywood is as no one as seen or heard from him since Civil War and not even his personal contacts or representatives can give us any information on what may have happened to Hollywood. Well make sure to keep you all updated on that front on if anything surfaces or if any kind of announcement is made from John Pariah himself on the fate of The Establishment. Anyways, lets kick it out for our next match!
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HYBRID SHOWCASE
BROCK WHITWORTH vs DAVID WILSON
Both men stare down one another as the bell finally rings. Wilson and Whitworth lock up in the middle of the ring. Both men fight over control, but Wilson finds his own way of gaining control. Wilson trips Whitworth in which case, Whitworth loses his balance. Wilson then grabs Whitworth and plants him into the ground with a facebuster. Wilson goes for the cover.
ONE
KICK OUT
Chris: David is going to have to do more if he wants to put down the Pride of Brisbane.
Ricky: Like what? Smash his face into the ground twenty fucking times? I miss that women’s match…
Wilson bounces off the ropes and comes back and lands a somersault plancha on Whitworth. Wilson grabs Whitworth and picks him up and hits a spinning neckbreaker taking him down hard. Wilson goes for the cover again.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT
Ricky: I feel like were getting the bum of Brisbane right now.
Chris: Brock is tough. He’s only lost a match here in PWX since he debuted. He’s done very well for himself.
Ricky: I call it beginner’s luck. Then again, I find David Wilson following an interesting pattern. Just when you think the guy is going to do something epic, he flops….epically.
Chris: I’m sure that felt great to say.
Ricky: Oh, it did.
Wilson slams his fists down into the mat frustrated with the call. He tries to argue with the referee, but the ref isn’t having any of it. Wilson turns around and ends up being blasted with a dropkick from Whitworth. Wilson gets back to his feet but is taken back down to the mat with a strong European Uppercut. Whitworth grabs Wilson and slams him into the mat with a fall away slam. He goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT
Ricky: Whoa! Whitty is showing some nice offensive flurry finally.
Chris: How do I get the feeling your going to be insulting the rest of the night?
Ricky: You just….know things.
Wilson stumbles to get back to his feet. Whitworth moves in, but Wilson throws a right hook at him that causes Whitworth to flinch. Wilson uses this opportunity to execute an Ensuguri on Whitworth, however, Whitworth has other plans. Whitworth is able to prevent the Enseguri as he grabs Wilson and plants him into the mat with a strong chokeslam. Whitworth hooks the leg.
ONE
TWO
THR…
Chris: No! I thought Wilson was done for sure there!
Ricky: Seriously? Your killing me here, Chris.
Chris: You can’t deny what just happened! Whitworth practically destroyed Wilson with that chokeslam. That was loud!
Ricky: The day that you realize you take way too many moves seriously is the day that I actually get hired on as a sports anchor….whoops….did I say that on TV?
Wilson kicks Whitworth a few times as Whitworth is trying to pick him up. Wilson gets back to his feet. Whitworth goes for a Russian leg sweep but David Wilson does a black flip and maneuvers away from it. Wilson then plants Whitworth with a double knee facebreaker. Wilson then Whitworth and is able to connect with the Queen’s Spike. Wilson goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THRE….
Chris: Another kick out! Damn and I thought this time Brock had it!
Ricky: As you can see…that clearly wasn’t the case.
Wilson once again begins to argue with the referee. As he sees he is unable to get is way, he turns his attention back to Whitworth. Whitworth is back on his feet, barely, and is able to hit the Kill Shot on Wilson. Wilson falls to the mat, followed by Whitworth. Both men are clearly down as Whitworth looks up from the mat and sees Wilson lying in front of him. He slowly crawls over to him and drapes his arm over Wilson for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THRE…….
Ricky: Holy balls the Kill Shot wasn’t enough!
Chris: I don’t believe it! Wilson didn’t even see that coming…I don’t even know how he managed to kick out!
Unlike Wilson, Whitworth doesn’t argue with the referee. He is just in disbelief that the match isn’t over with. He slowly turns his attention back at Wilson and looks to try to put this match away. Whitworth picks up Wilson over his shoulder as he attempts to go for the Outback Driver. Wilson is able to drop down from behind him and roll out of the ring. Wilson then grabs a steel chair from underneath the ring and slides it into the ring. The referee immediately gets defensive as he goes to grab the chair before Wilson can get back in the ring and use it.
Chris: What the hell is Wilson trying to do? Get himself DQ’d?!
Ricky: Beats the living fuck out of me. However, Wilson seems to be calm…
As the referee is distracted with the chair and Whitworth’s attention is on the referee, Wilson is able to slip under the ropes on the other side behind Whitworth. Wilson hits a huge low blow that takes Whitworth down to his knees. Wilson then grabs Whitworth and delivers another Queen’s Spike to him that takes him flat into the mat. The referee turns around and had no idea what had happened. Wilson rolls Whitworth over and hooks the leg.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Chris: Unbelievable! The fact that Wilson had to cheat to beat Whitworth. That’s just ridiculous!
Ricky: Well, I may not have been totally stoked about this match, but Wilson showed some nice wits there. He won. That’s all that matters at the end of the day doesn’t it?
Chris: I don’t see how Wilson can feel proud of that match and feel like a winner. I think it’s bullshit to be honest.
Ricky: Well it happened and there’s nothing you can do to change it.
Chris: I may…hey what the hell is that for?!
Back in the ring Wilson has continued his assault on an already injured Whitworth. Wilson strikes several right kicks into the skull of Whitworth. The crowd then roars loudly as Anton Chase comes running from down the ramp and slides into the ring quickly. Wilson sees this and walks right into a spear from Chase. Wilson grabs his midsection as he rolls under the ring and bails from ringside. Chase bends down and checks on Whitworth as the crowd cheer for the Pride of Brisbane.
Chris: Anton Chase saves the day!
Ricky: Anton had a lot of guts to come down to the ring.
Chris: Well, Anton and Wilson aren’t exactly the best of friends. In fact, they have been involved in a pretty heated rivalry not that long ago. I’m not surprised to see him down here. Both for Whitworth and to fend off Wilson.
WINNER: DAVID WILSON
BROCK WHITWORTH vs DAVID WILSON
Both men stare down one another as the bell finally rings. Wilson and Whitworth lock up in the middle of the ring. Both men fight over control, but Wilson finds his own way of gaining control. Wilson trips Whitworth in which case, Whitworth loses his balance. Wilson then grabs Whitworth and plants him into the ground with a facebuster. Wilson goes for the cover.
ONE
KICK OUT
Chris: David is going to have to do more if he wants to put down the Pride of Brisbane.
Ricky: Like what? Smash his face into the ground twenty fucking times? I miss that women’s match…
Wilson bounces off the ropes and comes back and lands a somersault plancha on Whitworth. Wilson grabs Whitworth and picks him up and hits a spinning neckbreaker taking him down hard. Wilson goes for the cover again.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT
Ricky: I feel like were getting the bum of Brisbane right now.
Chris: Brock is tough. He’s only lost a match here in PWX since he debuted. He’s done very well for himself.
Ricky: I call it beginner’s luck. Then again, I find David Wilson following an interesting pattern. Just when you think the guy is going to do something epic, he flops….epically.
Chris: I’m sure that felt great to say.
Ricky: Oh, it did.
Wilson slams his fists down into the mat frustrated with the call. He tries to argue with the referee, but the ref isn’t having any of it. Wilson turns around and ends up being blasted with a dropkick from Whitworth. Wilson gets back to his feet but is taken back down to the mat with a strong European Uppercut. Whitworth grabs Wilson and slams him into the mat with a fall away slam. He goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT
Ricky: Whoa! Whitty is showing some nice offensive flurry finally.
Chris: How do I get the feeling your going to be insulting the rest of the night?
Ricky: You just….know things.
Wilson stumbles to get back to his feet. Whitworth moves in, but Wilson throws a right hook at him that causes Whitworth to flinch. Wilson uses this opportunity to execute an Ensuguri on Whitworth, however, Whitworth has other plans. Whitworth is able to prevent the Enseguri as he grabs Wilson and plants him into the mat with a strong chokeslam. Whitworth hooks the leg.
ONE
TWO
THR…
Chris: No! I thought Wilson was done for sure there!
Ricky: Seriously? Your killing me here, Chris.
Chris: You can’t deny what just happened! Whitworth practically destroyed Wilson with that chokeslam. That was loud!
Ricky: The day that you realize you take way too many moves seriously is the day that I actually get hired on as a sports anchor….whoops….did I say that on TV?
Wilson kicks Whitworth a few times as Whitworth is trying to pick him up. Wilson gets back to his feet. Whitworth goes for a Russian leg sweep but David Wilson does a black flip and maneuvers away from it. Wilson then plants Whitworth with a double knee facebreaker. Wilson then Whitworth and is able to connect with the Queen’s Spike. Wilson goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THRE….
Chris: Another kick out! Damn and I thought this time Brock had it!
Ricky: As you can see…that clearly wasn’t the case.
Wilson once again begins to argue with the referee. As he sees he is unable to get is way, he turns his attention back to Whitworth. Whitworth is back on his feet, barely, and is able to hit the Kill Shot on Wilson. Wilson falls to the mat, followed by Whitworth. Both men are clearly down as Whitworth looks up from the mat and sees Wilson lying in front of him. He slowly crawls over to him and drapes his arm over Wilson for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THRE…….
Ricky: Holy balls the Kill Shot wasn’t enough!
Chris: I don’t believe it! Wilson didn’t even see that coming…I don’t even know how he managed to kick out!
Unlike Wilson, Whitworth doesn’t argue with the referee. He is just in disbelief that the match isn’t over with. He slowly turns his attention back at Wilson and looks to try to put this match away. Whitworth picks up Wilson over his shoulder as he attempts to go for the Outback Driver. Wilson is able to drop down from behind him and roll out of the ring. Wilson then grabs a steel chair from underneath the ring and slides it into the ring. The referee immediately gets defensive as he goes to grab the chair before Wilson can get back in the ring and use it.
Chris: What the hell is Wilson trying to do? Get himself DQ’d?!
Ricky: Beats the living fuck out of me. However, Wilson seems to be calm…
As the referee is distracted with the chair and Whitworth’s attention is on the referee, Wilson is able to slip under the ropes on the other side behind Whitworth. Wilson hits a huge low blow that takes Whitworth down to his knees. Wilson then grabs Whitworth and delivers another Queen’s Spike to him that takes him flat into the mat. The referee turns around and had no idea what had happened. Wilson rolls Whitworth over and hooks the leg.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Chris: Unbelievable! The fact that Wilson had to cheat to beat Whitworth. That’s just ridiculous!
Ricky: Well, I may not have been totally stoked about this match, but Wilson showed some nice wits there. He won. That’s all that matters at the end of the day doesn’t it?
Chris: I don’t see how Wilson can feel proud of that match and feel like a winner. I think it’s bullshit to be honest.
Ricky: Well it happened and there’s nothing you can do to change it.
Chris: I may…hey what the hell is that for?!
Back in the ring Wilson has continued his assault on an already injured Whitworth. Wilson strikes several right kicks into the skull of Whitworth. The crowd then roars loudly as Anton Chase comes running from down the ramp and slides into the ring quickly. Wilson sees this and walks right into a spear from Chase. Wilson grabs his midsection as he rolls under the ring and bails from ringside. Chase bends down and checks on Whitworth as the crowd cheer for the Pride of Brisbane.
Chris: Anton Chase saves the day!
Ricky: Anton had a lot of guts to come down to the ring.
Chris: Well, Anton and Wilson aren’t exactly the best of friends. In fact, they have been involved in a pretty heated rivalry not that long ago. I’m not surprised to see him down here. Both for Whitworth and to fend off Wilson.
WINNER: DAVID WILSON
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BEST OF 3 SERIES
#1 CONTENDER'S FOR TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
BAD COMPANY vs MASCARA MUERTO
Ring Announcer Alexis Lace: “This next contest is scheduled for one fall, and is the 1st match in the Best of 3 series to determine the #1 contenders for the PWX World Tag Team Titles.”
Green Pyro explodes from the corners of the ring as the lights start to flash from green to orange every few seconds. Soon the masked duo of Norte and Muerto appear on the stage where they both kneel and make crosses on their chests before standing up and taking off down the ramp to the ring. Muerto slides in under the ropes as Norte hops up onto the apron and springboards over the ropes landing on his feet as the two split up to opposite turnbuckles each ascending to the second rope where Norte holds his fist high in the air and Muerto just stands there staring out over the crowd. The two then get down from the turnbuckles and make their way to their corner.
As their opponents stand in their corner, going over strategies for this contest, the arena lights slowly fade into darkness one section of the arena at a time as the sold-out crowd rises to their feet and begins cheering as strobe lights move throughout the arena. Almost as quickly the opening strains of “Shoot to Thrill (Personal Jesus\Holding Out For A Hero Intro)” by Halestorm boom out through the sold-out arena as Nighthawk and Jason Aries stand at the top of the ramp surveying the crowd before bumping fists and walking down the ring ramp slowly but confidently. Slapping hands with the first few rows of ringside, taking special care to embrace the kids as they do so, both men slide onto the ring apron before standing on opposite sides of the turnbuckles as the crowd chants "Bad Company!"
Alexis Lace: “Introducing first, in the corner to my left, team #1. Wearing the colors of the Mexican flag, at a total combined weight of 405 pounds they are the former PWX World Tag Team Champions. Please welcome, El Mascara De Norte and La Sombra Muerto….. Mascara Muerto!”
As Mascara Muerto step out of their corner, saluting the crowd as they do so, the crowd chants “Viva Mexico” and waves Mexican flags of varying sizes which Mascara Muerto responds to with a nod of their heads and an exhortation for the crowd to be louder and bombs the ring with green, red, and white streamers.
Alexis Lace: “And their opponents, in the corner to my right wearing blue with orange and white trim, at a total combined weight of 387 pounds please welcome….. ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk and ‘The Phenom’ Jason Aries….. Bad Company!”
As Bad Company steps out of their corner with looks of absolute confidence on their faces, removing their ring jackets and handing them to the ringside attendant, the crowd also chants “USA” and begins waving American flags as much to drown out the chanting from the Mascara Muerto side as it is to throw support behind both members of Bad Company and throws blue, white, and orange streamers into the ring as another one of the ringside attendants rushes in to clear the streamers that the fans of both teams have left in the ring.
Ricky Cravate: “And this is an interesting situation we have here tonight, Chris Caudill. Two teams, each wildly popular and each with a fair claim to a title shot against the PWX World Tag Team Champions Vox Populi, are facing off in a best-of-3 series where the winning team will earn a title shot against the aforementioned Vox. Mascara Muerto, of course, are the former champions. Meanwhile, Nighthawk and Jason Aries defeated the Vox in a streetfight a week before the triangle ladder match, and 2 weeks ago, defeated Anarchy 99 in a streetfight. The question is simple: By the time the series is over, which one of these two will be the #1 contenders?”
Chris Caudill: “The crowd here is treating this like a World Cup final. Look out there, Ricky, and see how many Mexican and American flags there are in this crowd. It’s also going to be a test of who can keep their head and keep their focus on their business, and not let this crowd distract them from what their strategies might be.”
As the referee rings the bell to start the contest both teams go over the final strategies of the match, as Jason Aries starts for Bad Company against La Sombra Del Norte. Locking up in the center of the ring, both men now jockey and push against each other until they find themselves tied up in the ropes where they give each other a clean break before the referee even has to contemplate stepping in to separate them. Moving back into the center of the ring, both men bouncing on their feet as they do so, they lockup again and this time Jason Aries is able to counter with a quick side headlock which he takes over quickly as Norte bangs his forearms on the mat in the middle of the ring. Rolling onto his stomach as much to prevent the possibility of the referee counting his shoulders on the mat as to give himself some more time to think of a way out of this situation Norte now slowly begins to work on prying apart the grip of the Minneapolis native, a task which he finds a bit harder due to the leather blue-and-orange gloves that the “Phenom” is wearing. Finally pulling the grip far enough apart that he is able to get himself to a stalemate Norte thinks about locking up with Jason Aries again before thinking better of it, as both men go to make a tag and bring their fresh partners into the matchup.
Ricky Cravate: “When we talked to both teams yesterday at our usual pre-event meeting, the thing that was brought up, over and over again, is the value of quick tags. You will very rarely see either one of these teams allow a man to stay in the ring for longer than 45 seconds. Get in, get out, and keep the pace high. That’s their motto, and it’s been the bedrock of successful tag teams for as long as I can remember.”
Chris Caudill: “The other thing I noticed is just how important it is for both teams to know what their ideal match looks like. For Bad Company, it’s one where they can chain a lot of double-team moves together and can keep things at a breakneck pace where their teamwork and speed can pay dividends. Mascara Muerto, on the other hand, wants to slow the pace down and rely on the advantages in strength that they bring to this.”
As Nighthawk leaps into the ring from his spot on the apron, consulting with Jason Aries about the modifications that they need to make to their game plan, El Mascara Muerto steps into the center of the ring with next to no emotion on his face. Locking up with him Nighthawk is able to step through using his advantages in speed and agility to come out the back door with a wristlock. But as the Chicago native holds onto it Muerto bridges back until the back of his head touches the mat, and then quickly fires off a round kick to the shoulder of Nighthawk who winces and shakes out his arm as Muerto does the same. Shaking out his left arm again, even wiggling his fingers to ensure that he can feel his fingers and grip as tightly as he might need to, the “Wrestling Machine” steps back into the middle of the ring again locking up with El Mascara Muerto before both men find themselves backed up into the ropes where again they break before the referee can even step in to separate them. Locking up a 2nd time Nighthawk is able to get a wristlock and quickly walks back with it to the Bad Company corner, where Jason Aries is waiting to tag in with a double axehandle to the left arm before taking control of the wristlock and then quickly tagging back in to Nighthawk who comes in with a double stomp to the left arm as the loquacious La Sombra Del Norte begins to fume on the ring apron. Tagging Jason Aries back in Nighthawk holds onto the wristlock long enough for the Minneapolis native to slingshot himself back through into an armdrag. Finally moving over to his corner El Mascara Muerto tags in La Sombra Del Norte as Jason Aries stands in the center of the ring waiting for him, Bad Company holding a slight bit of momentum after their double-team blitz just a moment ago. Locking up again this time Norte backs Jason Aries up to the nearest corner and again gives a clean break when the referee arrives, but this time punctuates it with a two-handed shove to the chest as tempers are starting to flare at least on the Mascara Muerto side.
Calming himself down La Sombra Del Norte goes to lock up with Jason Aries a 3rd time, and this time trips the knee out and looks to go for a toe-and-ankle hold. But as he tries to lock it in the Minneapolis native crosses one ankle over the other and pulls himself up to a standing position where he backflips his way out of danger and quickly goes for an inside cradle that gets a quick 1-count only to find that turned around into a cradle on Norte’s end that gets another 1-count before both men stand at the ready and then quickly tag their partners back in, both men stretching against the nearest ropes as both teams are now starting to see each other as equal threats. Locking up in the center of the ring Nighthawk is able to sneak underneath the left armpit of El Mascara Muerto and pop off a quick armdrag, beckoning Muerto to come to him where he ducks under a wild kick swing and responds with a step-up enzuigiri to the back of the head, followed by a sitout standing shiranui from Jason Aries right through into a basement frankensteiner from Nighthawk as Muerto rolls to the floor. Seeing La Sombra Del Norte rush at them with a wild double clothesline Bad Company ducks and lands stereo superkicks that sends Norte rolling to the floor. But as Nighthawk goes for a tope suicida Mascara Muerto moves out of the way causing Nighthawk to force himself to land on his feet only to walk right into a roaring elbow from La Sombra Del Norte as Jason Aries is backed into his corner by the referee. Throwing Nighthawk back into the ring La Sombra Del Norte pulls Nighthawk to his knees before both members of Mascara Muerto drill him with sandwich basement dropkicks to the face and the back. Trying to draw a submission Norte locks in a Stretch Plum as Jason Aries tries to rally the sold-out crowd to Bad Company’s side of things, even going so far as to stand on the top turnbuckle. Reaching his hands inside Norte’s grip the “Wrestling Machine” is able to escape the Stretch Plum only to get caught with a Rydeen Bomb that gets a 2-count. Quickly tagging in El Mascara Muerto La Sombra Del Norte hits a scoop slam allowing Muerto to come in off the 2nd rope with a double stomp to the abdomen.
Setting Nighthawk back up on the top turnbuckle El Mascara Muerto sets up for a top-rope powerbomb. But as he does so Jason Aries pulls him down and lands a step-up enzuigiri to the back of the head before Bad Company quickly lands the Pressure Drop and gets the 3-count.
Chris: Bad Company has done it!!
Ricky: Well that certainly was a fascinating match. Now that Bad Company has their first win in the series, how will Mascara Muerto bounce back in match number 2?
WINNERS: BAD COMPANY
#1 CONTENDER'S FOR TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
BAD COMPANY vs MASCARA MUERTO
Ring Announcer Alexis Lace: “This next contest is scheduled for one fall, and is the 1st match in the Best of 3 series to determine the #1 contenders for the PWX World Tag Team Titles.”
Green Pyro explodes from the corners of the ring as the lights start to flash from green to orange every few seconds. Soon the masked duo of Norte and Muerto appear on the stage where they both kneel and make crosses on their chests before standing up and taking off down the ramp to the ring. Muerto slides in under the ropes as Norte hops up onto the apron and springboards over the ropes landing on his feet as the two split up to opposite turnbuckles each ascending to the second rope where Norte holds his fist high in the air and Muerto just stands there staring out over the crowd. The two then get down from the turnbuckles and make their way to their corner.
As their opponents stand in their corner, going over strategies for this contest, the arena lights slowly fade into darkness one section of the arena at a time as the sold-out crowd rises to their feet and begins cheering as strobe lights move throughout the arena. Almost as quickly the opening strains of “Shoot to Thrill (Personal Jesus\Holding Out For A Hero Intro)” by Halestorm boom out through the sold-out arena as Nighthawk and Jason Aries stand at the top of the ramp surveying the crowd before bumping fists and walking down the ring ramp slowly but confidently. Slapping hands with the first few rows of ringside, taking special care to embrace the kids as they do so, both men slide onto the ring apron before standing on opposite sides of the turnbuckles as the crowd chants "Bad Company!"
Alexis Lace: “Introducing first, in the corner to my left, team #1. Wearing the colors of the Mexican flag, at a total combined weight of 405 pounds they are the former PWX World Tag Team Champions. Please welcome, El Mascara De Norte and La Sombra Muerto….. Mascara Muerto!”
As Mascara Muerto step out of their corner, saluting the crowd as they do so, the crowd chants “Viva Mexico” and waves Mexican flags of varying sizes which Mascara Muerto responds to with a nod of their heads and an exhortation for the crowd to be louder and bombs the ring with green, red, and white streamers.
Alexis Lace: “And their opponents, in the corner to my right wearing blue with orange and white trim, at a total combined weight of 387 pounds please welcome….. ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk and ‘The Phenom’ Jason Aries….. Bad Company!”
As Bad Company steps out of their corner with looks of absolute confidence on their faces, removing their ring jackets and handing them to the ringside attendant, the crowd also chants “USA” and begins waving American flags as much to drown out the chanting from the Mascara Muerto side as it is to throw support behind both members of Bad Company and throws blue, white, and orange streamers into the ring as another one of the ringside attendants rushes in to clear the streamers that the fans of both teams have left in the ring.
Ricky Cravate: “And this is an interesting situation we have here tonight, Chris Caudill. Two teams, each wildly popular and each with a fair claim to a title shot against the PWX World Tag Team Champions Vox Populi, are facing off in a best-of-3 series where the winning team will earn a title shot against the aforementioned Vox. Mascara Muerto, of course, are the former champions. Meanwhile, Nighthawk and Jason Aries defeated the Vox in a streetfight a week before the triangle ladder match, and 2 weeks ago, defeated Anarchy 99 in a streetfight. The question is simple: By the time the series is over, which one of these two will be the #1 contenders?”
Chris Caudill: “The crowd here is treating this like a World Cup final. Look out there, Ricky, and see how many Mexican and American flags there are in this crowd. It’s also going to be a test of who can keep their head and keep their focus on their business, and not let this crowd distract them from what their strategies might be.”
As the referee rings the bell to start the contest both teams go over the final strategies of the match, as Jason Aries starts for Bad Company against La Sombra Del Norte. Locking up in the center of the ring, both men now jockey and push against each other until they find themselves tied up in the ropes where they give each other a clean break before the referee even has to contemplate stepping in to separate them. Moving back into the center of the ring, both men bouncing on their feet as they do so, they lockup again and this time Jason Aries is able to counter with a quick side headlock which he takes over quickly as Norte bangs his forearms on the mat in the middle of the ring. Rolling onto his stomach as much to prevent the possibility of the referee counting his shoulders on the mat as to give himself some more time to think of a way out of this situation Norte now slowly begins to work on prying apart the grip of the Minneapolis native, a task which he finds a bit harder due to the leather blue-and-orange gloves that the “Phenom” is wearing. Finally pulling the grip far enough apart that he is able to get himself to a stalemate Norte thinks about locking up with Jason Aries again before thinking better of it, as both men go to make a tag and bring their fresh partners into the matchup.
Ricky Cravate: “When we talked to both teams yesterday at our usual pre-event meeting, the thing that was brought up, over and over again, is the value of quick tags. You will very rarely see either one of these teams allow a man to stay in the ring for longer than 45 seconds. Get in, get out, and keep the pace high. That’s their motto, and it’s been the bedrock of successful tag teams for as long as I can remember.”
Chris Caudill: “The other thing I noticed is just how important it is for both teams to know what their ideal match looks like. For Bad Company, it’s one where they can chain a lot of double-team moves together and can keep things at a breakneck pace where their teamwork and speed can pay dividends. Mascara Muerto, on the other hand, wants to slow the pace down and rely on the advantages in strength that they bring to this.”
As Nighthawk leaps into the ring from his spot on the apron, consulting with Jason Aries about the modifications that they need to make to their game plan, El Mascara Muerto steps into the center of the ring with next to no emotion on his face. Locking up with him Nighthawk is able to step through using his advantages in speed and agility to come out the back door with a wristlock. But as the Chicago native holds onto it Muerto bridges back until the back of his head touches the mat, and then quickly fires off a round kick to the shoulder of Nighthawk who winces and shakes out his arm as Muerto does the same. Shaking out his left arm again, even wiggling his fingers to ensure that he can feel his fingers and grip as tightly as he might need to, the “Wrestling Machine” steps back into the middle of the ring again locking up with El Mascara Muerto before both men find themselves backed up into the ropes where again they break before the referee can even step in to separate them. Locking up a 2nd time Nighthawk is able to get a wristlock and quickly walks back with it to the Bad Company corner, where Jason Aries is waiting to tag in with a double axehandle to the left arm before taking control of the wristlock and then quickly tagging back in to Nighthawk who comes in with a double stomp to the left arm as the loquacious La Sombra Del Norte begins to fume on the ring apron. Tagging Jason Aries back in Nighthawk holds onto the wristlock long enough for the Minneapolis native to slingshot himself back through into an armdrag. Finally moving over to his corner El Mascara Muerto tags in La Sombra Del Norte as Jason Aries stands in the center of the ring waiting for him, Bad Company holding a slight bit of momentum after their double-team blitz just a moment ago. Locking up again this time Norte backs Jason Aries up to the nearest corner and again gives a clean break when the referee arrives, but this time punctuates it with a two-handed shove to the chest as tempers are starting to flare at least on the Mascara Muerto side.
Calming himself down La Sombra Del Norte goes to lock up with Jason Aries a 3rd time, and this time trips the knee out and looks to go for a toe-and-ankle hold. But as he tries to lock it in the Minneapolis native crosses one ankle over the other and pulls himself up to a standing position where he backflips his way out of danger and quickly goes for an inside cradle that gets a quick 1-count only to find that turned around into a cradle on Norte’s end that gets another 1-count before both men stand at the ready and then quickly tag their partners back in, both men stretching against the nearest ropes as both teams are now starting to see each other as equal threats. Locking up in the center of the ring Nighthawk is able to sneak underneath the left armpit of El Mascara Muerto and pop off a quick armdrag, beckoning Muerto to come to him where he ducks under a wild kick swing and responds with a step-up enzuigiri to the back of the head, followed by a sitout standing shiranui from Jason Aries right through into a basement frankensteiner from Nighthawk as Muerto rolls to the floor. Seeing La Sombra Del Norte rush at them with a wild double clothesline Bad Company ducks and lands stereo superkicks that sends Norte rolling to the floor. But as Nighthawk goes for a tope suicida Mascara Muerto moves out of the way causing Nighthawk to force himself to land on his feet only to walk right into a roaring elbow from La Sombra Del Norte as Jason Aries is backed into his corner by the referee. Throwing Nighthawk back into the ring La Sombra Del Norte pulls Nighthawk to his knees before both members of Mascara Muerto drill him with sandwich basement dropkicks to the face and the back. Trying to draw a submission Norte locks in a Stretch Plum as Jason Aries tries to rally the sold-out crowd to Bad Company’s side of things, even going so far as to stand on the top turnbuckle. Reaching his hands inside Norte’s grip the “Wrestling Machine” is able to escape the Stretch Plum only to get caught with a Rydeen Bomb that gets a 2-count. Quickly tagging in El Mascara Muerto La Sombra Del Norte hits a scoop slam allowing Muerto to come in off the 2nd rope with a double stomp to the abdomen.
Setting Nighthawk back up on the top turnbuckle El Mascara Muerto sets up for a top-rope powerbomb. But as he does so Jason Aries pulls him down and lands a step-up enzuigiri to the back of the head before Bad Company quickly lands the Pressure Drop and gets the 3-count.
Chris: Bad Company has done it!!
Ricky: Well that certainly was a fascinating match. Now that Bad Company has their first win in the series, how will Mascara Muerto bounce back in match number 2?
WINNERS: BAD COMPANY
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"Two Weeks" by All That Remains hits the PA as Tiami Tyler comes out and holds up her world heavyweight title with a smirk on her face. She makes a motion and her music is cut off, a mike being held to her mouth. The booing starts as she heads down the ramp.
"I am sure that by now, everyone knows exactly what I put on the line at Uprising. Your fat little paws had to see twitter. I was willing to put my title and career in PWX on the line for one man.
Brian Hollywood."
She gets to the bottom of the ramp and the booing gets louder. She smirks, not giving a damn about what people think.
"WHEN I win however, John, you need to get ready, cause he put his half of the company on the line! Talk about a loser. Every sense of the word...he will lose the company, not claim the one title he never held, and by the time Brian gets done with you...he will make sure you are FIRED!"
She gets in the ring, smirking wildly.
"Speaking of, Timothy Hunt! Get your pathetic ass out here so I can wipe the mat with your blood.
She stand there smirking as Tim makes his way out to the ring. He stops, a mike of his own.
"Don't think I didn't come prepared..."
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MAIN EVENT
LAST MAN STANDING MATCH
TIAMI TYLER vs TIMOTHY HUNT
Tim immediately slides in the ring and ducks a clothesline from Tiami. He comes off the ropes and is halted by a blast from the mike Tiami still had in her hand. She then mounts Tim and starts punching him repeatedly in the face. She gets up to the boos of the crowd. Her mind was focused on that and Tim got back up. Tiami then ran to the corner, Tim met her with a boot to the face. Tim quickly turned around and blasted her with a backfist that sent her slumping to the mat.
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Tiami managed to make it to her feet, and Tim immediately went for the head with a series of punches. He had her backed into the corner. Tim then ran to the other corner, coming across the ring with a flying elbow. Tiami came out and countered another backfist by holding her elbows up. She kicked him in the back of the head with a roundhouse kick, then set her up for her package piledriver finisher. Tim blocked it by dropping to a knee. Tiami hit him several times in the back, then set up and connected. She screamed the the ref to start counting.
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Tim started to stir and Tiami slid out of the ring and grabbed a steel chair. She slid in the ring and left the chair where it was. Tim hit her in the back and sent her off the ropes. Tiami ducked a clothesline and hit one of her own as she came off the ropes. Tim bounced back, and she connected with another one. Tim was crawling toward the ropes and Tiami kicked the chair into the middle of the ring. She spiked him with a DDT on the chair. The ref started the count.
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Tim started slowly stirring, much to the shock of Tiami.
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Tim was up to a knee. Tiami kicked him in the ribs and Tim fell back to the mat. She got him up and set him up to spike him again into the chair. As she set up for her package piledriver, her eyes got wide. She dropped Tim to the mat and pointed to the ramp. Cameras pan around to see...
John Pariah!
He stood there with a smirk as Tiami was screaming at him to get in the ring. She wanted to end things with him right then and there. John smirked, pointing and when Tiami turned around...
BAM!
Tim blasted her with a pair of brass knuckles. He then set her up with...her own package piledriver! He spiked her into the chair, stumbling backward. He pointed the ref to get him to count.
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Tiami barely started moving her arm.
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She started moving her head barely, starting to stir....
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10!
The bell rang and Tim had his hand raised in victory, laughing.
WINNER: TIMOTHY HUNT
LAST MAN STANDING MATCH
TIAMI TYLER vs TIMOTHY HUNT
Tim immediately slides in the ring and ducks a clothesline from Tiami. He comes off the ropes and is halted by a blast from the mike Tiami still had in her hand. She then mounts Tim and starts punching him repeatedly in the face. She gets up to the boos of the crowd. Her mind was focused on that and Tim got back up. Tiami then ran to the corner, Tim met her with a boot to the face. Tim quickly turned around and blasted her with a backfist that sent her slumping to the mat.
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Tiami stirred.
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Tiami managed to make it to her feet, and Tim immediately went for the head with a series of punches. He had her backed into the corner. Tim then ran to the other corner, coming across the ring with a flying elbow. Tiami came out and countered another backfist by holding her elbows up. She kicked him in the back of the head with a roundhouse kick, then set her up for her package piledriver finisher. Tim blocked it by dropping to a knee. Tiami hit him several times in the back, then set up and connected. She screamed the the ref to start counting.
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Tim started to stir and Tiami slid out of the ring and grabbed a steel chair. She slid in the ring and left the chair where it was. Tim hit her in the back and sent her off the ropes. Tiami ducked a clothesline and hit one of her own as she came off the ropes. Tim bounced back, and she connected with another one. Tim was crawling toward the ropes and Tiami kicked the chair into the middle of the ring. She spiked him with a DDT on the chair. The ref started the count.
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Tim started slowly stirring, much to the shock of Tiami.
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5..
Tim was up to a knee. Tiami kicked him in the ribs and Tim fell back to the mat. She got him up and set him up to spike him again into the chair. As she set up for her package piledriver, her eyes got wide. She dropped Tim to the mat and pointed to the ramp. Cameras pan around to see...
John Pariah!
He stood there with a smirk as Tiami was screaming at him to get in the ring. She wanted to end things with him right then and there. John smirked, pointing and when Tiami turned around...
BAM!
Tim blasted her with a pair of brass knuckles. He then set her up with...her own package piledriver! He spiked her into the chair, stumbling backward. He pointed the ref to get him to count.
1...
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5..
Tiami barely started moving her arm.
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She started moving her head barely, starting to stir....
9...
10!
The bell rang and Tim had his hand raised in victory, laughing.
WINNER: TIMOTHY HUNT
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Chris: Wow what a night it has been tonight folks! A definite QUIET one on the "Authority" front. I won't complain there.
Ricky: Fuck you. I have enough bullshit for one evening.
Chris: Well ladies and gentlemen, well see you all next week right HERE in the PWX Arena once again in Crown Point, Indiana next week! Goodnight everyone!
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