NAPW ACTION!02/16/2006
The crowd is actually surprisingly into this match right from the get go. Joey Malone, who came to the ring, singing his entrance music, pulls off his home-made "Best Team Ever = D-X" T-shirt, and hucks it into the crowd... and whoever caught it hucks it right back. Burn! Wayne, on the other hand, looks a little grim and focused, and the moment the bell sounds, Wayne is on the offensive! He rushes Malone into the corner and UNLEASHES a flurry of knife-edge chops! Joey sells it like a train wreck, flopping to the mat and shaking. The crowd pops huge. Wayne pulls Joey to his feet... and gets a thumb in his eye! The crowd pops huge. Wayne crumples to a knee, rubbing at his eye, Joey hits the ropes... POLARIZER!? Wayne sells it like a meteor strike. And Joey dances around the ring shouting "Isn't that just the BEST move EVER!?" The crowd pops HUGE! Joey, however, should be paying attention to the match. Wayne from behind! HEADBUTT! Right to the BACK of Joey's skulls! Malone sells it like a Mack Truck, and actually goes OVER the top rope to the ground below! The crowd is still cheering! The ref starts counting... but only makes it to three when Joey slides into the ring. Wayne is starting to look focused, and lands a few kicks on Joey before he can take his feet. He then hauls Joey up, and... JAWJAMMER! Down goes Malone... and he's not over selling it. Wright grabs one of Malone's legs and stomps on his knee a few times, hooks the leg... LEG BREAKER. Joey howls and clutches at his knee. Wayne presses his advantage, dropping an elbow... then ANOTHER on Joey's back. The crowd cheers! Turns him over... there's a pin! Huge pop from the crowd! One! Two! Just two. Wayne argues that for a moment. Malone tries to crawl to the ropes, but Wright catches him by the leg and HAULS him back to the middle of the ring... he's signalling for the WRIGHT WAY! No... NO! Joey REVERSES... into a BEAR-TAMER!? No! Wayne catches the ropes... reverse it INTO THE WRIGHT WAY! The crowd doesn't know WHO TO CHEER FOR! Malone flails! He catches the rope! The ref calls for the break and Wayne Wright CAN'T BELIEVE IT! He argues with the ref... LOW BLOW FROM JOEY MALONE! The crowd CHEERS! Joey rolls him up... and GETS HIS LEGS ON THE ROPES! The crowd is on it's feet CHEERING! One! Two! Three! Joey STEALS THE WIN! The crowd is cheering wildly as Malone lays panting for breath and nursing his knee. Wayne right is quickly on his feet, hands on his hips, shaking his head. He glances down at Malone and extends a hand. The crowd applauds as Joey, smirking, accepts the hand... SNAP NECKBREAKER! Malone is LAID OUT! And Wayne Wright... is having a TEMPER TANTRUM right there in the ring! The crowd is now laughing riotously and still applauding, and Wright gets out of the ring and sulkily stalks to the back, leaving a KO'd Malone in the middle of the ring.
Crusher and Thunder both hit the ring ready to go with Tempest at ringside. Thunder jumps at the big man early, but Crusher catches him right away and does a roll away slam. Crusher goes on the offensive with kicks to the midsection of Thunder. He picks him up, throws him off the ropes and catches him in an Samoan drop on the way back. Crusher is in total control of the match, but Tempest runs interference to the referee and Crusher takes exception. Thunder recovers and dropkicks Crusher to the outside. Thunder distracts the referee and Tempest lays the boots to Crusher on the outside. The referee notices and tells Tempest to break it up. He rolls Crusher back into the ring. Thunder picks up Crusher he grabs him by the arm and attempts a short arm clothesline but Crusher is to big and powerful and it only stuns him and forces him to stumble back. Thunder stays on attack though and hits Crusher with a series of right hands, and then throws Crusher off of the ropes. Tempest gets onto the ring apron. Crusher bounces back, Thunder goes for the superkick but Crusher ducks it, hits the Crusher Effect out of no where onto Tempest on the apron, sending him slamming into the guard rail outside. Thunder jumps at Crusher as he's getting back to his feet and applies the million dollar dream choke, wrapping his legs around Crushers body. Crusher is stumbling around with him on his back, and falls back into the corner, pinning Thunders body into the turnbuckles. Crusher recovers first, he calls for another Crusher Effect! Thunder comes out of the corner only to eat a big bowl of Crusher Effect! Crusher goes for the pin! ONE! TWO! THREE! And Crusher takes it cleanly.
Decapitator Axe & 'The Teutonic Sensation" Karl Van Helden circle one another before Axe asks for a test of strength. The equally proportioned beasts lock horns and Van Helden shows his intelligence by driving a knee into his opponent's gut. Van Helden whips Axe into the ropes and follows it up with a running knee attack to the face while Diamond offers encouragement from ringside. Vertical suplex from Van Helden, but Axe slips out of it, kicks his man in the stomach and lays him out with a strong lariat. Cover --- Van Helden kicks out at one. Axe applies a rear chinlock while digging his knee into Van Helden's spine before growing bored of the submission and proceeds to lift Van Helden for a back drop suplex. Van Helden crashes to the mat and Axe covers, only to get a two count. Diamond pounds the mat as Axe climbs to the top rope! He flys off the top going for the big elbow... but Van Helden has the presence of mind to roll out of harm's way! Van Helden shakes off the cobwebs and begins laying das boots to the arm, head, and back of Axe, all while shouting insults in his distinctly harsh Berlin accent. He lifts the Decapitator and executes his Double-Knee Drop Down Facebuster, followed by a cover. Axe powers out at two! Van Helden looks a bit frustrated. He whips his man into the ropes and plants him with a powerslam in the middle of the ring. Van Helden signals for the end when he gets caught up insulting a very vocal Diamond on the outside. He turns only to be caught by a drop toe hold from Axe. The Decapitator grabs Van Helden from behind and nails him with a rather ironic German suplex. Axe lays into his man with a flurry of spinning chops before whipping him into the ropes and planting him with an Anderson-like spinebuster, but not with the same panache as Ole, Gene, Arn, or C.W. Cover, but Van Helden has enough to kick out at two! Axe calls for the Axe Effect! No, Van Helden blocks the attempt to execute the reverse suplex and manages to grab Axe's arm, hurt earlier from the elbow drop miss, and fall backwards into a single arm breaker. Axe is hurt as Van Helden kicks him in the gut and plants him in the center of the ring with a fluidic DDT he calls The Final Solution! Van Helden rolls his man over and pins the shoulders for the three count! Van Helden raises his arm in victory as "Flight of the Valkyries" blares across the PA system. He sneers at the fans, who boo him emphatically, while Diamond jumps into the ring to check on his fallen partner.
The bell rings and the NAPW TV Title Match is underway! Travelli is put on the defense quickly as Predator attacks him with hard rights and lefts to the body and head. Predator whips Travelli into the ropes and takes him up into the lights with a high back body drop! Travelli scrambles to his feet only to take a vicious clothesline that takes him down to the mat. Predator hits the far ropes and drops an elbow across the chest of the dazed and hurting ex-champ! Predator hooks a leg and it looks like this will be a quick win for the champion! One...two...Travelli kicks out! Predator mounts his opponent and starts to pound away at him with hard right hands to the head as the referee tries to get him to break. Predator finally pulls away from Travelli and "The Don" rolls to the outside to buy himself a breather! Predator shoves the referee aside and rolls out of the ring, straight into a knee to the gut from Travelli! Travelli whips Predator into the steel ring steps and just like that, "The Don" is in control! Travelli pulls a hurting Predator off the floor and rolls him back into the ring, sliding in after him. Inside the ring Travelli drops a knee across the forehead of Predator and goes for a cover! One... Predator powers out with authority! Travelli rakes the eyes of a rising Predator and attempts to ram his head into the turnbuckle. Predator blocks the move and slams a back elbow into the face of Travelli! Travelli staggers back and Predator goes for a clothesline only to have "The Don" duck under, reach behind him and drop Predator with a modified neckbreaker! Again Travelli goes for a cover put Predator kicks out before the referee can even start his count! Travelli pulls Predator to his feet and shoots him into the ropes. Predator rebounds with a flying shoulder tackle to Travelli that sends him sprawling to the mat! Predator sets himself in a far corner and gives the crowd his "cut throat" gesture that gets a huge pop! Travelli is getting to his feet when Predator springs from the corner with a spear attempt! Travelli is ready and catches Predator with a wicked clothesline! Travelli quickly hooks the leg of Predator and the referee counts! One...two...Predator kicks out! Travelli looks in shock as the referee tells him that it was only a count of two. Travelli pulls a dazed Predator up to his feet but takes an inverted atomic drop for his trouble! Predator follows that up by hitting the near ropes and planting a big boot into the face of Travelli! Predator hits one, two and finally a third elbow onto the chest of Travelli and covers is man. One...two...Travelli gets his shoulder up a fraction of a second before the three count! Predator hauls Travelli to his feet and shoots him across the ring into the far turnbuckle! Travelli hits hard and stumbles out of the corner as Predator again goes for his spear! This time Predator makes contact and almost cuts Travelli in half with his spear! However both men fly back into the referee and all three men are down! Predator goes for a pin but realizes that the referee is down and out. The champion goes to rouse the referee... and the crowd come to the feet as Karl Van Helden rushes out from the back, steel chair in hand! Van Helden slides into the ring and takes a swing at Predator! CRACK! Predator...cracks his neck and turns around to face Van Helden! Predator just RIPPED the chair out of Van Helden's hands! LOW BLOW! Don Travelli just came from behind with a low blow! Predator drops the chair and Van Helden... hits his "Final Solution" onto the chair! The referee is coming around as Karl Van Helden pulls the chair out from under Predator and slides out of the ring. Travelli covers Predator! The referee crawls over and makes the count, one...two...three! Travelli has regained the NAPW Television Title!
Surprisingly, a mixture of cheers and boos for Tommy Deathrow upon entrance. He slumps in the turnbuckle in his dirty t-shirt and sweats, waiting for The Champion. Cartwright as well receiving some cheers mixed in the boos, could some of the fans respect his ability in the ring? Lock-up to begin Evan Cartwright's first Provincial Title defense. And since he's Tommy Deathrow, he freaking gouges the eye! And then it's a right hand, left, sloppy but dangerous looking blows on Evan Cartwright. Backed into the ropes, now Cartwright whipped at the ropes! Deathrow clothesline, Evan ducks and blows right by...comes off the ropes with a flying forearm! Deathrow right back to his feet, Evan sends him over with a Japanese Arm Drag! Deathrow rushes --- Arm drag! And for good measure...a THIRD Japanese Arm Drag, and Deathrow skids under the bottom rope and out of the ring from that one! Cartwright steps through the ropes, turns his back to Deathrow, and... AN ASAI MOONSAULT! HITS GUARDRAIL! Tommy Deathrow moved in the nick of time! Deathrow pushes a dirty lock of electric blue hair out of his eyes and looks over Evan Cartwright, who has tumbled back towards the ring. A front face-lock from Deathrow into a suplex...Cartwright dropped again gut-first on the guardrail! Referee Dick Kiebiech is counting, he's yelling "You can't win it out of the ring, Deathrow!" Tommy blows a kiss to Kiebiech before unceremoniously yanking Cartwright off the guardrail. Deathrow holds Evan up in a reverse slam position...RAMMED right into the steel ring post, again gut-first! Tommy Deathrow is nothing more than a jackal, dammit! Cartwright finally rolled into the ring, Deathow covers...and kicks out at two! Non-plussed, the challenger drops a sloppy leg drop across the chest. Cover gets TWO. Deathrow shrugs, and hauls Evan Cartwright up. Irish whip to the corner, avalanche --- Cartwright jumps up to the top, and Tommy catches turnbuckle in the chest! Evan with a LEAP --- flying sunset flip! Tommy's head crashes into the canvas, into the pin, one! TWO! TH---Deathrow squirms out and hits a VICIOUS toe kick into Evan's already injured gut --- set-up --- FALCON ARROW! ONE! TWO! TH---Cartwright barely kicks out! A quarter-second away from a new champion right there!
Despite the repeated kick-outs, Deathrow seems implacably calm. He calls for a powerbomb, nobody wants to be on the end of a Deathrow powerbomb! Evan's head stuck between Deathrow's thighs. Huh. Tommy hammers the point home and then flips Evan up --- Evan flips out at the top, lands on his feet, and just NAILS a Sambo Suplex! Deathrow pops RIGHT back up, punch-drunk... ROARING ELBOW! Cartwright collapses as Deathrow goes down in a heap! The referee makes a standing ten count! One! Two! Three! Four! Five! We've got movement! Six! Who'll make it up first? Seven! Eight! And Tommy Deathrow manages to make it up first! He fires away, Cartwright blocks and lets go a right hand of his own! Deathrow fires away, you don't try to brawl against Deathrow! Evan swings around and hits a neckbreaker! You don't try to outwrestle Evan Cartwright! And now Evan waits, waits, Tommy gets up...OFF THE ROPES! ASAI DROPKICK! And he caught him square! THAT'S IT! ONE! TWO! THRE---NOOOOOO! Deathrow just won't stay down, that son of a bitch! Evan looks frustrated, was that his last gasp? Hold on, he grabs Deathrow's legs...CARTWHEEL COMING UP! Wheelbarrow suplex... Deathrow's trick knee acts up and Cartwright gets it right in the groin. Evan gets set by Tommy, DEATHROW DRIVER...Evan won't let him pull him up! WHOA! So Tommy Deathrow decides to step over into a BOSTON CRAB! But wait! Evan Cartwright reaches back and gets a hold of Deathrow's leg...Tommy can't hold it! Evan Cartwright --- GETS *HIS* BOSTON CRAB! And he sits WAAAAAY back! Tommy Deathrow reaching for the ropes! He's reaching, can he make it, can he get the ropes?! A strange expression crosses Tommy's face...it's almost like he doesn't care to try to break the hold. He shrugs? TAP OUT! He's tapping out! Evan Cartwright has retained the Provincial Title with one helluva win over Tommy Deathrow! And that's it for Action!
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