NAPW ACTION!04/13/2006
The bell rings and Mr. Slick and Wayne Wright ferociously lock up! They're both trying to get the upper hand, Mr. Slick wanting to make a splash in his debut in NAPW, and Wayne trying to get his first win. Wayne grabs Slick's head, and drops to the ground for a Jaw Jammer! Oh, that's gotta hurt! Slick's in pain here as Wright grabs an arm and whips him to the ropes. Before Wright can capitalize, Slick's hit the ropes and runs back with a MONSTER clothesline! That could've knocked out some teeth! Wayne's on the ground, and Slick steps on Wright's chest for one very cocky pin. One, tw- Wright kicks out forcefully, not going to lose in such a quick fashion. Slick picks Wayne up by the hair, and hits him with a backhand slap that can be heard throughout the building. The crowd "Ooooh"s in sympathetic pain as Wayne clutches his chest and leans on the ropes to catch his breath. Mr. Slick stands behind him, getting ready for Wayne to turn around. But Wayne's winded, and is just laying on the ropes. The ref comes by to check on Wright, but is waved away. Mr. Slick reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pair of brass knuckles! Is he going to use a foreign object to get his first victory? The ref sees Slick put on the brass knucks, and starts shouting at him. "What do you think you're doing? Give me those!" The ref has just confiscated Mr. Slick's foreign object! Wright is STILL resting on the ropes, trying to get air in his lungs. Finally, Mr. Slick shrugs, and grapples Wright from behind. Back drop onto the canvas! Wayne writhes in pain, and Slick bends over to pick him up once more, perhaps to finish this once and for all. Wright grabs Slick's head and a SMALL PACKAGE by Wright!! One, two, kick out by Slick! Slick's not looking too happy with that near pinfall by Wright. Wayne crouches in the middle of the ring, waiting for Mr. Slick to get up so they can lock up once more. Wayne's giving Mr. Slick a chance here, it seems. Slick takes advantage as they grapple once more. Wright locks the arms of Mr. Slick, grins and just says into Slick with a series of headbutts. The crowd's counting along with Wayne's butts. Three, four, five! Wayne breaks the hold as Mr. Slick walks around woozily, and then just falls to sit on the mat. Wayne runs back against the ropes, and a snap neckbreaker to his opponent! Sensing victory, Wright goes to the head of the prone Mr. Slick and a TRIANGLE CHOKE to the debuting Mr. Slick! Will Wayne get his first win here? Mr. Slick's thrashing, trying to escape the vise-like legs of Wayne Wright! Wayne's not letting go of the hold! But Slick manages to get his foot on the lowest ring rope, and the ref asks Wayne to break the submission. Wayne does so, and looks down to see a barely there Slick recovering on the canvas. He looks at the crowd, and points to the turnbuckle. The crowd cheers as Wayne climbs to the top! He points to his head and then to the prone opponent. My god! Is he going to attempt a flying headbutt? Well, his noggin's worked so far this match. What's this? Mr. Slick has popped up, run the turnbuckle that Wayne's on. SUPERPLEX! Mr. Slick was playing possum! Wayne's been suplexed from the top rope, and Mr. Slick slowly crawls on top of him for the cover! One! Two! Three! Mr. Slick has won his first match here in the NAPW!
Nenji is already in the ring, waiting for a sign of his opponent--then, "Flight of the Bumblebee" kicks up, and he adopts a "ready" ninja stance and scans the entrance. What comes out, no one is ready for. Dressed in a tiny, felt bee costume--complete with wings and antennae--is an intense-looking midget. Nenji's jaw goes slack and junior referee Henry Andrews is collapsed in the corner turnbuckle, laughing. The Bee scowls as he marches to the ring and climbs the steps, one at a time, and slips over the first rope. The bell rings and it's ACTION! time. The Bee has his hands out, he's circling Nenji waiting for an opening... which mght as well be soon, because Nenji's still looking at him with his jaw dropped. The Bee goes for the leg, it's a TAKEDOWN--well, no it's not. The Bee can't knock him down. The Bee runs the ropes, and comes off with a devastating SHOULDER TACKLE--well, that didn't do anything. Nenji's now gone to a more amused look on his face as The Bee picks himself off the mat with a sour, sour expression. The Bee goes for the leg again, but this time plants his teeth right on Nenji's knee. Nenji HOWLS, more out of shock than anything, and starts trying to kick the diminutive Bee off of his shin. "GET HIM OFF ME!" he yelps at Andrews, but Andrews just gives him a confused look. "BECAUSE BITING IS ILLEGAL!" Nenji reminds him, and this spurs Andrews into action, pulling the Bee off of the leg like a maleficent Cabbage Patch Kid. The Bee snarls while Nenji rubs his tender knee. The Bee is put back on the ground, flips Andrews the bird, and motions for Nenji to "bring it." Nenji squats down into his lowest possible stance, and approaches the Bee slowly. He lashes out with one hand--palm strike, and knocks the Bee down squarely. The Bee fusses and picks himself up, ready to face Nenji again--and is knocked down by another palm strike. He picks himself up, and here's Nenji with another palm strike--SCOUTED! by The Bee, who catches Nenji's hand and starts twisting his fingers around--it's the deadly FINGER LOCK! Nenji is doing a DANCE OF PAIN as his diminutive opponent maintains the hold, snarling "FEEL MY STING!" Tears are forming in Nenji's eyes as the thrashing doesn't free him from the hold--and now The Bee's forming a grape-vine around the arm! Nenji doesn't have that much time... he drags both him and The Bee to the ropes, where he scores a rope break. Andrews orders The Bee off of Nenji, which he begrudgingly does. Nenji picks himself up and tries to shake some feeling back into his fingers, while a red-hot Bee charges at him--and eats BOOT as Nenji reactively puts his foot up for him to run smack in to! The Bee hits the ground, limp, and Nenji looks HORRIFIED. Andrews starts freaking out on him--"WHY DID YOU DO THAT? HE'S ONLY THREE FEET TALL!"--and this prompts Nenji to check on The Bee, leaning in to investigate him. POW! A sucker-punch to Nenji's jaw! WHAP! Another one! The Bee is pummelling him with tiny fists! Nenji bolts upright, screams "THAT'S IT! I'VE HAD IT!" and yanks The Bee off of his feet, pulls his squirming mass up over his head, and delivers the Falcon Arrow WITH AUTHORITY. He holds him down with both hands to cover--ONE! TWO! THREE! Nenji handily gets the pin-fall in this contest.
The referee calls for the bell and Technique and Bayman Jakey tie up in the center of the ring. Jakey pops Technique with a stiff forearm shot to the head but the challenger responds with a searing knife edge chop across the chest. Technique hits another chop, then another and backs the "NTV" Champ into the ropes. Jakey rakes the eyes of Technique, spins him around and whips him off the ropes. A high back drop sends Technique crashing to the mat and rolling outside to the ring apron. Jakey turns to give the thumbs up to Ol' Salty as Technique gets back to his feet and uses the top rope to springboard himself across the ring! Bayman Jakey is hit with a flying bulldog and is quickly rolled over for the first cover of the match! One...Two... The TV Champ kicks out just in time saving his title! Technique pulls Bayman Jakey to his feet and nails his Three Amigos suplex set! Again he goes for the cover but this time Jakey simply reaches out with his leg and drapes it across the bottom rope stopping the count! Technique pulls Jakey to the center of the ring and goes to the turnbuckles! He climbs to the top, points at a prone Bayman and takes flight! At the last second Bayman Jakey rolls away as Technique frog splashes nothing but canvas! Jakey waits for a dazed Technique to pull himself to his feet before blasting him with the Long Pond Lariat! This time it's the TV Champ who goes for the pin attempt! One, two, Technique kicks out! Jakey pulls Technique off the mat and hits a high and tight side suplex on his man. Jakey simply lays on Technique as the referee counts, one...two... From nowhere Technique rolls the TV Champ over into a pin attempt of his own! One...two... Bayman just barely kicks out! The TV Champ looks shocked that he was almost pinned and on the outside Ol' Salty is raising Hell. Technique is hauled to his feet and sent flying across the ring courtesy of Bayman Jakey. Technique hits the turnbuckles hard and the TV Champ follows him in! Boot to the face of Jakey! Jakey stumbles back and Technique pulls himself to the second rope long enough to leap off and drop Bayman with a flying shoulder block! Technique pulls Jakey off the mat and whips him into the ropes. Jakey ducks under a high spin kick from Technique and hits a flying forearm on the rebound! With Technique laid out on the mat, Jakey decides to try some high risk moves of is own. He goes to the nearest turnbuckle and slowly climbs to the top. Technique nips up and scales the ring ropes like a cat meeting Jakey at the top! Technique hooks Jakey and tries for a suplerplex but the TV Champ blocks it! Jakey bites the face of Technique and shoves him off the top rope! Technique lands hard and Bayman wastes no time --- UPPER GULLIES BUM DROP connects! Bayman Jakey hooks a leg as the referee counts ONE! TWO! THREE! Ol' Salty rolls into the ring and hands the NTV Title to his partner as they celebrate another win!
Axle Jaxx is waiting in the ring... Blur's "Song 2" hits the PA system. Diamond rushes the ring and looks Axle right in the chest. Diamond gives up eleven inches and almost seventy-five pounds to Jaxx. They shake hands and circle each other. Axle shoots for a leg but gets bombarded with a knee to the face! Axle is down and Diamond smashes the back of his head with leg drop. Diamond celebrates as the crowd goes wild. He doesn't see Axle crawl from behind. Axle delivers a good elbow shot to the left knee of Diamond. Jaxx gets to his feet and grabs Diamond's left leg and stomps it once, twice, three times. Axle Jaxx is walking tall now and goes for a figure four leg lock. Wait... Diamond reverses it into a small package. One! Two! Kickout by Jaxx. Jaxx gets up, frustrated at the near loss, but gets taken down with a drop toe hold. Axle tries to get up but is hit with a swinging neck breaker. Diamond tries to shake off the leg injury, unable to capitalize... Axle gets up and charges at Diamond who turns around just in time to grab the top rope. Axle to the floor. Diamond shakes his leg, trying to get feeling in it. He sees Axle stand up in a daze. He then takes off and springboards off the top rope and catches Axle with a huracanrana on the floor. They lay motionless for a few seconds. Finally Diamond rises with the crowd chanting "Holy (BLEEP)." He rolls into the ring as the ref Morgan Smythe begins the ten count. One, Two, Three, Four.. Diamond interrupts Smythe's count allowing his opponent to recover. Axle gets up finally and slides into the ring. Diamond sizes him for a drop kick but Axle steps to the side. Diamond is down and Axle applies the sharpshooter. Diamond is in pain and is screaming NO, as Morgan asks if he wants to quit. Diamond reaches for the ropes and is only inches away. Almost tapping, Diamond grabs the bottom rope and the hold is released. Axle picks him up and Diamond tries to kick him away with the bad leg. Axle grabs the leg, but is quickly blindsided with an enzuguri. Axle is down. Diamond slowly climbs the nearest corner. He is going for the Diamondsault but Axle is up. Diamond then executes a flying body press, shades of Ricky Steamboat! It connects and Diamond rolls through for the pin, one, two, three! Diamond wins the match!
It's going to be Karl Van Helden & Evan Cartwright starting this one off. The crowd chants "Let's Go Rat Pack" at the champs. Casino grins smugly. KVH and Cartwright tie-up, into a hammerlock by KVH. Cartwright reverses into a hammerlock of his own, then shifts into a side headlock. KVH shoves Cartwright off. Evan rebounds off the ropes right into a KVH knee lift that sends Cartwright spinning over. KVH then drives the knee into Cartwright's chest. Taunting going on. Handful of hair by KVH to pull Cartwright up. Forearm shots into the corner, irish whip! Cartwright reverses, sending KVH careening into the turnbuckle. KVH stops short, then taps his head because he's SMARTER THAN YOU. Which may be true, but he turns around right into a Japanese arm drag by Evan sending skidding across the canvas. And here's the tag to Chris Casino. Another arm drag by Evan Cartwright, and Casino hits a standing moonsault for one, two, KVH kicks out of that one. Chris Casino takes control of Van Helden, sending him into the ropes. Leg lariat takes Van Helden down, but KVH has the brains to roll to his corner and tag out to Don Travelli. The Italian steps through the ropes. He and Casino circle the ring... Travelli turns around and starts yelling at the crowd to stop booing him. Casino then cockily grins at the crowd, who get rowdier. Tie-up, Travelli hits a thumb to the eye. Casino reels, and then returns fire...with a THUMB TO THE EYE! Travelli reels, then retaliates with a chop, then a BACK RAKE! Casino tiptoes for a minute, then Travelli locks up from behind LOW BLOW! Casino's trick knee acts up, and it seems that this is a battle of dirty bastards! Travelli drops to his knees, weezing in pain. Casino grabs him by the head and goes to pull him up for a suplex, but Travelli gets a low blow of his own, uppercut style! Now both men are down on their knees with severe groin pain. Referee John Sharplin, Evan Cartwright, and Karl Van Helden all look on, bemused. Sharplin lets it go, figuring in a match with these four men you have to expect SOME dirty pool. The crowd is enjoying this when suddenly a huge chorus of boos ring out. Coming through the crowd are none other than the ENTIRE New Found Alliance! Provincial Champ Lloyd Rees, TV Champ Bayman Jakey, The Celtic Assassins and Ol' Salty come to ringside and sit in five empty seats, flashing their tickets for everybody to see. Cartwright sees them and mouths "Don't even think about it" in their direction. The NFA seem pretty jolly, swigging beer and being raucous. Meanwhile, Chris Casino & Don Travelli have finally got back to action. Travelli is slugging away on Chris Casino. Shot to the ropes, back body drop by Travelli. Countered into a sunset flip by Chris Casino, but Travelli drops down and grabs the middle rope. Travelli yells "Where's the count?" despite having the ropes in full view of Sharplin. The Don yells at the ref to "watch it", and then proceeds to pummel Casino in the face. Cartwright wants a tag in, but Travelli DDTs Casino to the canvas! Tag into Karl Van Helden and the heels each grab a leg... SNAP! Wishbone split on Chris Casino. Hope he doesn't plan on having any kids. KVH takes over, powerslamming Chris Casino in the middle of the ring. ONE! TWO! THREE!. No no, I'm kidding. Casino kicks out just after two. KVH hooks a face-lock and tags Travelli back in. Travelli boots Casino in the exposed ribs. Casino staggers, holding the ribs, when Travelli grabs him by the ponytail and snaps him down. The Don then STEPS on the ponytail, grabs Casino's arms and starts PULLING UP. Chris yells out in pain as Sharplin makes the five count. The Don backs off, arguing with Sharpling. With the ref's back turned, Karl Van Helden hotshots Casino's throat over the top rope! The Don makes a cover off of that, one, two, no. Casino kicks out. Evan is telling the ref to "DO HIS DAMN JOB," clearly irritated by the shenanigans of the Euros. Only The Rat Pack may commit shenanigans. The Don dumps Casino to the outside. Travelli then slaps his hand on his bicep in an Italian insult, and Evan storms into the ring. Sharplin is there to force him back, and that's when the Celtic Assasins hop over the guardrail! They SLAM Casino back-first against the guardrail and then double-clothesline him into the laps of Jakey & Lloyd. The Celts jump back over as Casino swings wildly at any Newfie near him, which is all the excuse the NFA need to start hammering on Chris. Evan just gets sick of Sharplin at this point and storms outside, diving right into the fray! Sharplin is looking on, as KVH tries to distract him. The action spills over the guardrail to ringside! But here, Don Travelli is YELLING at the NFA, yelling that "this wasn't the deal, you little strunz!" Ol' Salty grins up at Travelli, saying "We's got's to do th' deeds, b'y!" Travelli's eyes bulge huge and he leaps off the ring apron --- and starts swinging at NFA members? Bayman Jakey rolls into the ring, followed by Casino --- Bobby O'Brady grabs him! KVH from behind! KARL VAN HELDEN is attacking Bayman Jakey! Casino & Cartwright each roll a Celt in the ring! Lloyd gets in the ring, followed by The Don! Sharplin throws the match out, the bell ringing madly as eight men (with Ol' Salty on the outside yelling direction) are going at it! Here comes security! Lloyd Rees nails Cartwright from behind... DDT FROM THE GREEN! Don Travelli hits a DDT of his own on Bayman Jakey! The Celtic Assassins go to double clothesline Casino out of the ring, but Chris low bridges. O'Brady lands on his feet, Thoes tumbles but gets up... CASINO IS FLYING! And gets CAUGHT by the Celts, then RAMMED back first into the steel ring post! The Don and Jakey are brawling outside the ring now. Ol' Salty throws Lloyd the NFA title belt, and Lloyd blasts KVH with it! Lloyd Rees is standing tall. Well, he is, but failing to notice Evan Cartwright rising to his feet like a hellspawn. Ol' Salty yells frantically for Lloyd Rees to turn around. He does! CHARGE! Evan ducks and takes Lloyd's legs out from under him, transitioning BEAUTIFULLY into the WHEELBARROW suplex! Lloyd gets dumped on the back of his head, and then Cartwright locks in one hell of a Boston Crab! Chris Casino has found a steel chair and clocks Thoes, but O'Brady nails him from behind! Ol' Salty nails Don Travelli with the NTV Title belt from behind, and then grabs his troops to order! The NFA charge the ring, but Evan is one step quicker, releasing the Boston Crab and diving to the outside. Evan grabs the tag title belts and sprints over to his partner, who is pissed off. The NFA talk trash to the outside, Evan patting his title belt and pointing towards Lloyd, who is selling the Boston Crab. Don Travelli is up on the other side of the ring, eyes wide and FURIOUS as he stares up at the NFA, who cost him and KVH their shot at tag team gold! This match is a no contest, folks, as security FINALLY rushes out to keep things from exploding again, and Action! is off the air! |