NAPW ACTION!05/18/2006
Tommy Deathrow takes the mic before the match begins and announces that, as per a new agreement he's signed with NAPW management, any match he's in will take place under SUPERSTAR RULES: No DQ, No Countout. Tommy Deathrow and Carter Owens starting off on this one, Owens adopting a lower stance, eyeing some kind of take-down, while the cagey Deathrow lunges with a boot to the gut to take him unaware. Owens bends foreward, and Deathrow whips him back with a mat slam. Owens springs back to his feet, European Uppercut from Deathrow stuns him--and now Deathrow chains it into a neckbreaker, REVERSED as Owens pushes the punk off of him and into the opposite ropes. Deathrow comes off ready, though, and bowls the man over with a flying forearm. Deathrow chortles, strikes a pose, and starts wiggling his bum--Standing Senton on the downed Owens, HITS MAT as Owens rolls out of the way. Deathrow is momentarily stunned from the crash landing and permanently drunk from the Smirnoff backstage, Owens capitalizing on the opening to criss-cross his arms around SUPERSTAR'S face--a move called the Anaconda Vice, done here to perf--KKP! Breaking the hold with a swift kick to Owen's back. The ref starts arguing KKP back into his corner, but Deathrow has already seized the opportunity to escape. It's a scramble to the ropes, coming back with a Dropkick to the face of the rising Owens. SUPERSTAR "pogos" his way over to his corner, makes the tag to his partner, Krusty Kid Paul. Dez Carter and Asuka Katsuragi are working to get the crowd cheering Owens; meanwhile, KKP is looking to keep his team's momentum going. Running BIG BOOT drops Owens once more as he just about finished getting up. "(BLEEP) YEAH," KKP informs us. Hoisting Owens up, he plants him firmly against a neutral turnbuckle, lifts his hand back, signalling a chop--no, wait, he's sticking his hand DOWN THE FRONT OF HIS SHORTS, and NOW he's rearing the hand back, ready to chop--OWENS! SPRINGING TO LIFE! Seizing KKP by the shoulders, he steps out and throws HIM in the corner. Wasting little time, he lets loose with a CHOP. WHOO! KKP buckles over, it looks like he's had all of his breath taken out with that one. Owens grabs KKP's shirt by the collar and tears the front right off--here comes another CHOP! WHOO! KKP looks like he's going to burst into tears! CHOP! WHOO! Owens knows he's made his point--Release Underhook Suplex sends KKP crashing to the centre of the ring, writhing. Dez Carter's hopping on the ring apron--he wants in! Owens eyes his partner's hand--and then sees KKP gingerly drag himself to his tag corner--and tells his partner "Not yet." TAG! The SUPERSTAR is back in the mix and commences a charge, but Owens rushes him, and easily ducks underneath Deathrow's rushed clothesline. Both men spin around, Owens gives Deathrow a mid-section kick, the stuffs him between his legs--DOUBLE LEG FISHERMAN BUSTER! Hook of the leg--ONE! TWO! KICKED OFF BY KKP! We may actually hear something SNAP in Owens here, but KKP simply looks down at his opponent, enjoying the fact that the crowd is seemingly going ape-crazy... but then he LOOKS UP. MISSILE DROPKICK! BY DEZ CARTER! ALL THE WAY FROM HIS CORNER TURNBUCKLE! That's a lot of AIR, folks! KKP is knocked BACK from the Dez Carter air strike; meanwhile, Owens is furiously trading punches with Deathrow. KKP, shaking his head, gets back up to his knees--BUZZ KICK from Carter--DUCKED! And now a LOW BLOW to the young man stops him cold. KKP smirks sickly, then tosses him through the ropes to the outside. KKP pulls Owens off of his partner, while the ref tries to argue KKP back to his corner--ineffectually. SUPERSTAR and the SHOWSTOPPA hammer Owens into seeming docility--both men Irish Whip him into the corner, Owens comes back, DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE snaps him to the mat. KKP and STD now both grab one of Owens' ankles each--WISHBONE, Owens growling out pain. Spurred on by Asuka's harsh words, Carter slides back into the ring--Deathrow's got him now, and stuffs him between the legs, signalling it's DEATHROW DRIVER time--and as he lifts Carter up, Carter's heel KEEPS arcing and pastes Deathrow in the face--too soon for the Deathrow Driver, then. Carter wiggles loose, knocks KKP back with a lightning-quick Palm Strike to the face, then floats behind Deathrow--DRAGON SUPLEX! No pin as he's not the legal man, and KKP's making a go for Carter--OWENS FROM BEHIND! RUSSIAN LEG-SWEEP DDT! The punks are down, Owens is woozy, and Carter's now running back to his corner for the tag rope--he wants to be the legal man! Owens eyes his downed opponents, warily, but makes the decision and lurches to the corner to tag in Dez Carter. Carter runs back in, HOUSEAFAAAARRRRR, and it's a KICK to Deathrow. A KICK to Paul! Standing Moonsault to KKP's ribs, and that's a hook of the leg! ONE! TWO! SHOULDER UP! KKP sliding out from under his opponent. Dez kips up, but now he's stalking Deathrow, back on his feet--DROP--SAULT!!! Kicking Deathrow in the face and landing on KKP! COVER--ONE! TWO! SHOULDER UP! KKP: NOT giving the pin up to Carter! Deathrow: rolled out of the ring! Owens: patience slowly wearing thin, as he's got the hand out for another tag. Dez Carter: considering it, but ultimately, we're not meant to know--because as he's weighing bringing him back in, KKP unleashes a punch to the back of Carter's knee. Carter buckles backwards--and Owens BLASTS into the ring. KKP stands up just in time to eat a furious Owens CLOTHESLINE--and Deathrow BLINDSIDES him with a shot to the back of the head--WITH A CHAIN WRAPPED AROUND HIS FIST? No-disqualificaton match-up here, with no reason to conceal the attack from the referee. Owens is seeing stars, but now that KKP's back on his feet, things are about to get worse--HANGOVER! Both men driving Owens into the mat, head-first... Dez Carter is back on his feet, just not in time to help his partner out... and Deathrow's been waiting for him. KICKWHAMDEATHROWDRIVER! Carter's skull ricochets off the boards, and he lands in a crumpled heap, letting Deathrow get the cover while KKP sits on Owens to watch the show--ONE! TWO! THREE! Deathrow, tongue wagging, smiles at his partner as Sexy, Awesome & Drunk pick up the win. Their celebration is cut short, however, when Harry Hibbs' "Fighting 59" comes on the sound system--- Lloyd Rees' music. Rees has a microphone 'chinched', he's huffed, and he's here to yap. "So, bye, is that what you call wrestl'n, then? A couple'o scuts like you two traipsin' 'round dat dere ring and actin' like a pair o' asses? Give us a bitta dat luh, if dat's the best you can do, Paul me bye, then I got nuttin' ta fear from you. You're nuttin' but a steppin' stone to me gettin' my Provinical Title back, ye chucklehead, so next week, me son, be prepared as you get your arse embar'sed by the Lemondrop Kid, GARNTEED, BYE!" And Krusty Kid Paul's laughing at him, asking him to bring it! It'll be LLOYD REES! KRUSTY KID PAUL! NEXT WEEK!
"Bada Bing" is blasting through out the arena as Static, screwdriver in hand, hops in the ring. He waits as the music changes to "Science" by System of a Down. Delivery Man #57 brings Stein to the ring both decked out in Delivery Men uniforms. Signs are through out the arena reading "We want ketchup with that"0 and "Screwdriver: Everyone's Favorite Tool." They almost look eye to eye if Static is on tip toes. A mere 3 inch height advantage for Stein, now known as Delivery Man #100. The bell sounds at the command of Henry Andrews. Stein asks for a test of strength, and Static reluctantly obliges. Stein just unbelievably strong quickly has Static on his knees. A quick head butt to #100's midsection and Static is up and nails an Enziguri. Stein is down and turns over right when Static jumps over him to hit the ropes for a lionsault. But wait... knees up and Static has the breath knocked out of him. Static in the corner, trying to get his air. Stein gets up and tries to take advantage. Static will have no part of that. Upon feeling Stein behind him the "Hardcore Luchadore" starts coming off with rights and lefts. Stein in turn starts delivering knife-edge chops and Henry Andrews has to come between them. They seperate for a moment before Stein - with incredible strength - choke tosses Static across the ring. Stein goes after him but is met with a kick to the knee, he staggers and Static gets up. Static dropkicks Steins other knee and Stein falls into the ropes. Static runs and spears Stein out of the ring and they both hit the concrete and steel railing. # 57 comes over to check on #100. The ref is counting, but slowly, trying to let both men recover after the hellacious move. #57 picks Stein up and talks to him trying to make sure he is ok. Static... wait where is Static? Up on the apron! GOOD LORD! SHOOTING STAR PRESS FROM THE APRON. #57, Stein and Static are down. But Static doesn't stay down for long. He climbs into the ring, breaks the count and goes back outside. Stein is up and sees him out of the corner of his eye. As soon as he is in reach Stein hits Static with a throat chop then puts him in the ring. Static is down and Stein picks him up, sends him to the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a flap jack. Cover 1...2...3 NO! Static got a shoulder up. Stein looks at the ref and back at the slow moving Luchadore. Static elbows Stein off of him. Stein comes back into Static's space and he's nailed in the mouth with a fist. Henry Andrews warns Static. Static sees Stein turn around and executes a Franken Steiner. He hooks the leg too. 1...2...almost but no cigar. Static looks frustrated and sets up Stein for the Funcrusher. Stein blocks it and gets Static in a small package 1... Not even a two count. They both look frustrated. Stein runs at Static with a clothesline but is met with a boot to the jaw. Static eyes Stein, then his corner. He moves closer to the corner as the ref checks on Stein. Static picks up the screwdriver. He stares at it as the crowd erupts. He stares at the screwdriver. The crowd doesn't want him to use it on Stein. Static looks out at the crowd, seemingly in a daze... what's he thinking? No time for that, Stein is up and behind him. Static drops the screwdriver and is immediately locked into Smothered in Ketchup. Stein drags him into the middle of the ring. Static tries to get to the ropes, but Stein is just spinning, and spinning, and spinning! Henry Andrew picks up Static's right arm. It drops. He hollers out ONE! Static's arm is raised once again.. It drops for a TWO! One more time, Static's arm is raised and itÉ DROPS! The match is over. Static is out. Stein and #57 leave. Static finally gets up and hears "Science" playing. He gets up and kicks the ropes, frustrated at the loss...
The Celtic Assassins wait impatiently in the ring as the unlikely duo of Mr. Slick & Joey Malone emerge from the back. Slick yells something to Malone and then slides into the ring where both members of The Celtic Assassins attack him! Joey rolls into the ring to help but the referee quickly stops him and tries to get him into his corner. Meanwhile, The Celtic Assassins each take an arm of Mr. Slick and send him into the ropes with an Irish whip. Both Bobby O' Brady and Al Thoes duck down for an attempt at a double back body drop as Mr. Slick comes off the ropes! Slick puts on the breaks and kicks O'Brady in the chest sending him to the mat! Al Thoes raises up only to take not one, not two but three hard forearm shots to the head! The referee finally gets O' Brady out of the ring as Mr. Slick punishes Al Thoes with punches and knife edge chops. Thoes drives a knee into the gut of Slick and takes him down with a swinging neckbreaker. On the apron Joey Malone is standing on the bottom rope and stretching out his arm for the tag! Thoes tags in O' Brady and The Celtic Assassins hit a double snap suplex onto Slick! O' Brady goes for the cover but Slick kicks out at two! O' Brady pulls his man up and whips him into the far turnbuckle. Slick hits hard but manages to get a foot up into the face of a charging O' Brady! The Celtic Assassin staggers back on rubber legs and gets hit with a brutal clothesline that drops him like a bad habit. Slick looks over at Joey Malone who is almost begging for a tag...and ignores him. Mr. Slick hits the ropes and goes for an elbow drop only to have O' Brady roll out of the way at the last second! O' Brady uses the ring ropes to pull himself up and watches as Slick gets to his feet as well. Slick walks right into a boot to the stomach and O' Brady hooks him for his The Tam O' Shanterslam finisher! As O' Brady hoists Slick up for the pump handle slam, Slick's feet smack the referee in the head knocking him to the mat! At the last possible second, Slick wiggles out of the Tam O' Shanterslam and rakes the eyes of O' Brady! Slick reaches into his tights and pulls out a chromed out, straight from the hood, brass knucks! Al Thoes rushes into the ring as does Joey Malone! Thoes grabs Slick and spins him around only to get clocked by the brass knucks of Slick! Joey Malone then reaches into HIS trunks and pulls out his OWN set of brass knucks! He smashes them into the head of O' Brady who drops like a stone. Malone is grinning as he shows Slick the brass knucks and BAM! Mr. Slick drills Malone in the head! Slick shakes his head, takes Malone's brass knucks and leaves the ring. Both the referee and The Celtic Assassins are coming to and see the motionless Joey Malone. One Celtic Crusher on Joey (Poor Joey) later and the referee is raising the hands of Bobby O' Brady & Al Thoes in victory!
El Mentiroso con Senora Suerte! Diamante (Diamond) con... nadien (nobody) en su rincon (corner.) La ring bell hace DING! y estamos under way! The challenger extends his hand and the Pure Honor Champion replies in kind. Both men lock horns with a collar and elbow tie-up. El Mentiroso has the size and strength edge, holding his man down and back. Diamond showing great flexibility before spinning rapidly into an arm wringer and arm dragging El Mentiroso to the opposite side of the ring. El Mentiroso lands on his feet like a feral jaguar and the crowd gasps in astonishment at this display of acrobatics. El Mentiroso reacts quickly and sets up for The Jugador, but Diamond slips out of harms way and drops the Pure Honor standard bearer with a modified neckbreaker. Diamond covers, but Mentiroso kicks out at one. Diamond with the side headlock, but Mentiroso is already to his feet. A pair of elbows to the gut cause Diamond to reel, and Mentiroso hits the ropes. Diamond leapfrogs over him and falls flat to the mat. Mentiroso charges over him and hits the opposite ropes with a leap, then flips with an asai corkscrew sault and catches Diamond in the pin. The ref only gets to two when Diamond kicks out emphatically. Mentiroso applies his Rolling Full Nelson, complete with leg scissors to the body. Diamond is caught and can't find an escape. He's near enough to the ropes and reaches out a desperate hand, using his first rope break. El Mentiroso immediately releases the hold when Diamond grabs the rope. He respectfully backs away, allowing Diamond to his feet. Diamond takes a breather before exploding out of nowhere with a shining wizard aimed directly at Mentiroso. The Pure Honor champ has anticipated this, and reacts with a shining wizard of his own. The two men strike each other in the back of the head in mid-air and collapse at opposite ends. The crowd bellows "HOLY SH*T!" for a few moments as neither man is moving. They both stir around the same time as Henry Andrews administers the count. Mentiroso goes for broke and leaps to the top turnbuckle, attempting to flatten his man with a Moonsault. Diamond ducks in time and Mentiroso eats canvas, hard. Diamond is on him with a swinging neckbreaker and follows that with a pin. Andrews gets to two and a half, but Mentiroso gets the shoulder up. Diamond looks ready to set his man up for a suplex, but Mentiroso has enough sense to wrap him up in a small package. One, two... reversal by Diamond! One, two... Mentiroso kicks out, and Diamond leaps up fast to catch a rising Mentiroso in a hurancanrana. Diamond scrambles to cover, but only gets two. Diamond slaps the mat in frustration before climbing to the top. A dazed Mentiroso gets to his feet and Diamond unleashes the Diamondsault. Mentiroso catches half of the corkscrew senton and falls near the ropes. Diamond pins him as fast as he can, and Mentiroso wisely drops a leg across the bottom rope, giving up a rope break to break the pinfall. Diamond is really upset now, and begins to argue with Andrews about the count. El Mentiroso schoolboys his man but only gets two as Diamond kicks out in time. Quick as a jungle cat, Mentiroso grabs Diamond in a front facelock and... Tornado DDT! He plants his man clean in the center and eschews the pin. He climbs to the top and here it comes... EL MENTIRA GRANDE! The devastating sommersault legdrop connects and Mentiroso covers for the one...two...three! Diamond, though disappointed, shakes the hand of El Mentiroso after the match. The Pure Honor champion raises Diamond's arm high in the air, giving the Edmonton lucha-dore respect.
Uzi, Don Travelli & Lobo enter first. All three men are trash talking one another. Lobo & The Don have been TV Champion before, Uzi's looking for his first taste of NAPW gold. "I GET KNOCKED DOWN!" Tubthumpin' hits, and from the apron walks a very nervous Wayne Wright, wearing the TV Belt around his waist. He takes a few steps to the ring, gulping as all three men turn to face him. Lobo locks his hands together...and Uzi takes that opportunity to attack him from behind, drawing applause from Don Travelli. The champion does not have to be pinned to lose his title, and Uzi would like nothing more than to take an early pinfall right here. Uzi showing great strength, hoisting Lobo onto his shoulders for the Argentine BackBreaker Rack... known to you TNA fans as the SHOCK TREATMENT. Lobo shifts his not-inconsiderable weight, however, and drops off the shoulders with his arm wrapped around Uzi's neck! LOBO SLEEPER APPLIED! Uzi could tap out right now, and Wayne Wright is not even in the ring... Don Travelli disrupts the submission with a big boot to the face of Lobo. The Don taps his head, reminding the crowd that he's smarter than them. The Don drives an elbow into the sternum of Lobo and covers, getting one. The Don thumbs a risen Uzi in the eye and suplexes him back, covering for one. Wayne Wright gets on the apron, and the Don grabs him around the ears and hauls him over the ropes the hard way. Wayne pops up, only to get booted by Travelli in the face. Wayne pops up immediately, dazed, and Uzi comes off the ropes with a lariat that sends Wayne Wright flipping head-over-heels. Uzi covers Wayne, one, Don breaks that up and covers Wayne, that gets one before Uzi breaks it up. Now Don Travelli and Uzi are arguing with one another. Things are getting heated, Uzi reverting to yiddish and Don a broken stream of italian and english. Lobo raises an eyebrow to the crowd, shaking his head, and proceeds to conk the noggins of Travelli & Uzi together. Crack! The heels stagger, and Lobo hits the ropes, taking both men down with a double-clothesline. Lobo starting to build momentum here, and Wayne Wright is up as well. Wayne is --- gasp --- trying to mount some offense! HE AIN'T GON' RUN NO MO'! Wayne Wright has Don Travelli in one corner, Lobo in another corner. Wayne with a knife-hand chop to the Don's bare chest as Lobo rams his shoulder in Uzi's mid-section repeatedly. Where's Moses with an assault rifle when you need him? Lobo yells over to Wayne Wright, who looks shocked that Lobo isn't insulting him. Irish whip sends Travelli colliding right into Uzi, leaving them both staggered in the middle of the ring... Wayne bulldogs Travelli down as Lobo hooks Uzi for the chokeslam! Cover... covERS! Wayne & Lobo are both covering a different man, and the referee can't determine who to count down. Lobo yells for the ref to count his cover of Uzi, but that just makes Wayne Wright mad. And wait just a darned minute! Wayne Wright is all up in Lobo's face! Lobo looks patently amused by Wayne's feistiness, if not altogether impressed. Wayne is the TV CHAMPION, dammit, and he's going to cover first! He hooks Travelli's leg again, one, two, Lobo breaks it up at the one count. Adominal Stretch (of doom) applied to Wayne Wright, this could be it right here. Just in the nick of time, Uzi hammers Lobo in the back. Wayne slips free, and Uzi drops Lobo on his head with the chicken-wing suplex. Don Travelli crawls to one corner and makes himself comfortable. Uzi throws down on Lobo, but Wayne Wright jumps on his back! Wayne trying to put Uzi to sleep... SQUASH. Uzi backs straight into the corner and squashes Wayne. Wayne crumbles, and Uzi sets him up for his OWN adominal stretch, but adding in a claw right to Wayne's exposed ribs. That's gotta hurt. This time for sure, Wayne is going to submit, but Lobo makes the save by booting Uzi in the ribs. Wayne collapses and rolls outside, as Don Travelli continues to look comfy in the corner. He should really have a good book, you know? Now it's Uzi & Lobo standing face-to-face in the middle of the ring, talking trash to one another. The two big men, both +275, start throwing big ol' chops! WHOOO! WHOOO! WHOOOO! Uzi gets the upper hand, pushing Uzi to the ropes. Irish whip and Uzi catches Lobo with a HUGE spinebuster. He's calling for it! Red Sea Driver! And with awesome power, Uzi gets the three-hundred pounder up in position... nails it! ONE! TWO! TH---Don Travelli dives in and nails Uzi with a forearm shot. And Travelli locks on the SLEEPA WIDDA FISHES! He's got it locked on, all his weight on top of Uz.! Uzi's arm drops once... Uzi's arm drops twice... Wayne Wright saves his title at the last moment! The Don gets up and slaps Wayne Wright in the face, but that proves to be a mistake as it only fires Wayne up! HEADBUTT! Uzi is up, and he gets a headbutt! Lobo is up, and he gets to eat for part of this complete breakfast a HEADBUTT! And when Wayne Wright pulls down the straps of his hideous neon green singlet... The crowd goes BANANA. Wayne hooks Uzi --- JAW JAMMER! One for the Don! One for Lobo! And all three opponents are down from the unlikely fire of young Wayne Wright "WAYNE! WAYNE! WAYNE!" Wayne looks down at his opponents, and points to each one in turn, asking the crowd who he should go for. And unanimously, they roar loudest when he points to Uzi. Wayne grabs the legs, steps through...can he turn the man over? He can! It's the WRIGHT WAY! Locked on! Uzi may tap out right here... But hold on just a second. Lobo grabs Wayne in a face lock, forcing Wayne to release the hold... HOLY HELL! LOBO DRIVER! ONE, TWO, THREEEEEE... NO! Don Travelli NAILS Lobo from behind! Travelli tries to irish whip Lobo --- Lobo puts the brakes on! Travelli shot to the ropes, but he holds on. Lobo rushes... low bridge! And Lobo flies all the way to the outside! The Don laughs at Lobo's misfortune and turns around, flicking his chin at the crowd and yelling "VUFFANCULO" as he delivers the Mafia kneedrop on a prone Wayne Wright. ONE! TWO! Th--- Uzi breaks it up! Hm. Uzi appears to be pissed off. Why? Because first, you see, he destroys Travelli with THE SPINEBUSTER THAT PARTED THE RED SEA. Then, he proceeds to send Wayne Wright flying into the first row with a gorilla press slam! But what of Lobo? Lobo may have injured his leg on that fall out of the ring, but he's trying to get back in when KARL VAN HELDEN makes a return to NAPW, steel chair in hand! KVH obviously coming to assist his compatriot Don Travelli, first by eliminating Lobo! He boots the Olympian, and then hauls back... and the chair is snatched from his hands by... RAVAGER? The White-Collar Assassin throws the chair down and DRAGON SUPLEXES KVH on the rampway! HOLY HELL! Ravager looks directly in the camera and says "The Revolution starts monday" before stalking up the rampway as the crowd explodes. In the ring --- Travelli takes over on Uzi, who had been momentarily distracted by the outside happenings. Travelli comes off the ropes with a clothesline, Uzi grabs the arm, twists around, and hauls Travelli up... RED SEA DRIVER! CONNECTS! Wayne Wright trying to get in the ring, Lobo trying to get in the ring, both men dazed, the cover by Uzi...ONE! TWO! THREE! Wayne Wright looks as though he might cry, and Lobo is in a rage as Uzi is announced as the new Television Champion. Uzi hauls out to the rampway, where the ref raises his arm and hands over the title belt. Lobo points down at Uzi, reminding him "You didn't beat ME for that belt! This isn't over, punk!"
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