NAPW ACTION!05/25/2006
Dan The Man and Ainsley Lake start things off for their respective teams as they lock up in the center of the ring. Dan shoves the woman to the mat and flexes his guns. Ainsley quickly gets back to her feet, non-plussed, and again they tie up. And again the same result, Dan shoves Lake away like a bug and strikes another masculine pose for the disturbed crowd. Ainsley gets to her feet, looks at Dan preening and hits a low dropkick to the right knee of Dan! Dan drops to one knee --- and catches a dropkick to the face from the five-three Ainsley! Lake goes for a cover but Dan kicks out before a count can even be made. Dan gets to his feet and complains to the referee that his hair was pulled! Ainsley watches as Dan yells at the ref and takes her attention away from Dan for a split second, looking over at Jared Walsh with a "Is he for real?" expression... Which is all Dan needs as he quickly spins away from the referee and drops Lake with a bicepsual clothesline! Dan tags in Thor and rolls to the outside so Lance can towel the sweat off of him. Thor charges into the ring and Ainsley shocks him with a drop toe hold! Lake rolls to her corner and tags in Jared Walsh who enters the ring like a man on a mission! Thor gets to his feet only to take a spinning wheel kick to his perfect face! Dan rolls into the ring and takes a backdrop from Walsh! Jared nails a pendulum elbow drop onto Dan's massive chest and goes for a pin only to have Thor break it up! Thor pulls Walsh to his feet, shoots him into the ropes and punishes Walsh with a lighting fast powerslam. Thor goes for the cover and Lake slips into the ring, breaking up the pin attempt at two! Dan re-enters the ring and tries to go for Lake thus even further distracting the referee. On the outside, Lance pulls out a can of hairspray from the inside of his pants and tosses it into the ring! Thor catches it and pops off the cap waiting to spray Walsh in the face. Walsh however has other ideas and kicks the can out of Thor's hand, catching it in midair! The referee has finally gotten Lake back to her corner and is trying to get Dan to do the same when suddenly Thor drops to the mat! The referee looks at Thor who is holding his eyes in pain and Walsh who is holding a can of hairspray. Walsh shrugs, saying "Who me?" The referee snatches the can out of Walsh's hand and turns his back to the duo to toss it out of the ring... allowing Dan The Man to clobber Jared from behind with a running clothesline to the head! The referee tosses the can to the outside and turns just as Dan is getting out of the ring. Thor pulls Walsh to his feet and hits his Stockholm Syndrome! ONE! TWO! TH---Lake breaks up the pinfall! Lake goes on the offensive, hits the ropes --- Lance pulls down the top rope, and Lake goes flying to the outside. SPLAT on the concrete. In the ring Jared gets up again, only to become the filling for a MANWICH by the members of Team Man. He collapses and is covered by Thor...ONE! TWO! Lake tries to make the save --- THREE! Team Man picks up the victory in their NAPW debut!
Cage and Carter shake hands as per the Pure Honor division, but the mood is strangely menacing. They circle one another as Morgan Smythe gives the signal and the bell is rung (DING, Ryan, DING!) Cage has the two inch height advantage, but Carter has at least ten pounds on him, so it all evens out as they lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Carter manages to push his man into the corner. Smythe bravely gets between them to break it up. Carter unleashes with a knife-edged chop that emits a rather loud "WOOOOO" from the crowd. One wonders if Old Man Flair is lurking about. Cage responds with a very hard chop of his own that sends Carter reeling. Cage is on him and they lock horns once again. Again, Carter gets his man against the ropes and Smythe demands a break. Carter won't have it so Smythe literally crawls between them and physically forces the break, threatening to take away a rope break if Carter refuses to break clean next time. Carter waits until she is out of the way and drives a knee into Cage's gut. Carter whips Cage into the ropes and drops him with a clothesline. Carter hits the ropes and goes for the jumping elbow drop, but Cage wisely moves out of harm's way. Dez is favoring the elbow as Cage takes advantage, arm-dragging him across the ring. Following up, the former NHL draft pick Mark Cage applies an armlock to slow things down. Cage pulls his man to his feet and executes a picture-perfect snap suplex. Cage covers, but only for two, as Carter won't be beaten so handily. Cage applies an arm wringer and slowly applies the pressure. Carter uses his free arm to break this up with a hard palm strike to the face of Mark Cage. This is followed by a Dragon Suplex and a cover by Carter. Cage kicks out at two and Carter looks just a wee bit frustrated. He responds with a submission, of the Stretch Plumb variety. Cage is in pain and close to the ropes. He decides not to prolong his agony and risk a possible injury by grabbing the rope, utilizing his first rope break. Smythe counts to four before Carter releases the hold and raises his arms into the air. Smythe admonishes him as Cage pulls himself to his feet. Carter is feeling cocky and uses some of his various martial arts kicks to punish Mark Cage. He looks to hit him with the Tiger Driver next, but Cage slips out and drops Cater with a toehold. Cage, not known for his submission prowess, applies a single leg crab and Dez Carter howls in turn. He drags himself to the nearest rope and uses his own first rope break. Now we're back to square one. Cage releases the hold and hits the ropes. Carter lowers his head, attempting to send Cage tumbling to the outside, but the nimble Toronto native lands on his feet atop the apron and clocks Carter with a hard forearm shiver. Cage climbs to the top and catches his man with a Top-Rope Crossbody into a pin. Only two as Dez Carter powers out and rakes the eyes of his opponent. Carter nails him with a roundhouse kick to the back of the head that echoes throughout the arena. But suddenly Smythe is on him, letting him know that there's no room for eye rakes in the Pure Honor division! Warburton announces that Dez Carter has been charged with his second rope break as the crowd cheers. Carter blows her off... outside the ring, his manager, Asuka, is enthusiastically cheering her charge on. Carter basks in the adulation for a spell before this time executing the Tiger Driver. Nails it! Cover gets close with two and a half, but Mark Cage kicks out. Carter is now clearly frustrated and begins yelling at Morgan Smythe for being slow. The tough female ref will have none of it and lets him know. Carter wisely relents and applies an Indian Deathlock submission. Mark Cage agonizes in the move for a few moments before willing himself to the ropes and using his second rope break. Carter is confident once again and prepares to end it with the The Overdrive. He lifts his man onto his shoulders and yells out "GET CARTER!" before Cage miraculously lands on his feet like a cat, surprising his man. Kick to the gut and... Swinging DDT. Cage covers, but only for two. Cage lifts his man for the Brainbuster and stalls before dropping him on his head right in the middle of the ring. Dez Carter is dazed and Cage makes a cover. Before Smythe can make the count, Asuka jumps to the apron... but it's Pure Honor, and Smythe completely ignores Asuka and counts! ONE! TWO! TH--- Carter kicks out! Now Smythe gets up to confront Asuka, telling her to get off the apron or risk getting her man DQed in five, four, three, two --- wait a minute! Mark Cage was watching the situation, but doesn't see Dez Carter get up from behind! Dez Carter sees the opportunity! He charges at the back of Cage --- who has it scouted and moves out of harm's way. Carter ends up knocking Asuka off the apron! Dez Carter is horrified at this and Cage takes advantage by nailing his man with the German Suplex. Cage is up to the top with lightning quickness and... CAGE DROP! Mark into the cover and he gets the ONE! TWO! THREE! Morgan Smythe raises his arm as a now recovered Asuka slides in to check on her man. He is visibly upset at her and the situation as he rolls out of the ring, his eyes telling Mark Cage that this is far from over.
Mr. Slick comes out to the match with a silver television, like he promised. What's this? Coming down the aisle, it's Joey Malone on the Malonemoped! Mr. Slick is shouting at Joey, "Go back! You don't belong here!" Joey just wants to help out, it seems. Slick positions the TV on the announcer's table, facing the ring. Uzi's music hits! The TV Champion runs down to the ring, only to be ambushed by Slick once he slides in. Uzi wants to be nowhere near that loaded fist of Mr. Slick, so he pulls out Slick's legs from under him. Uzi takes advantage with the Abdominal Stretch, and fastens his hand onto the side of Slick. Slick's in pain! What's he doing to do to counter that? Slick with a high kick to the face of Uzi loosens the grip! Slick trying to ground and pound, but Uzi rolls out of the ring to avoid those fists of Mr. Slick! Joey Malone runs around to the other side of the ring to make sure Uzi gets back in the ring. Uzi feints at Joey, who shrinks back... Uzi rolls into the ring but Slick was waiting for him! Arm to Uzi's back! Slick picks up Uzi from behind, hits a back drop! Uzi's writhing from that one! Slick runs back to the turnbuckles, comes off with a knee drop... Uzi rolls out of the way. The champ quickly gets behind a dazed Slick... Chicken Wing! Is Slick going to submit? Not when Uzi turns it into a suplex! Ow! Uzi follows up with an elbow on the prone Slick! Joey jumps to the apron, which distracts The Kosher Assassin. Slick gets up while Uzi and the ref are trying to get Malone off the ring apron. Clothesline to the back sends Uzi down, and Mr. Slick immediately applies an anklelock! It's locked in and Uzi's fighting to break the hold! Slick turns Uzi around so he can see the match on the television. "Watch yourself tap, Uzi!" But it's not the match on the screen! It's Game Four of the Oilers/Mighty Ducks! Joey apologizes to Slick, saying he only wanted to check the score. Uzi gets to the ropes, and the ref calls for a rope break. Slick breaks the hold, then runs at Uzi wildly swinging with his right hand! Uzi reverses into an armbar! Slick gets the rope! Uzi figures he wants this over with, and pulls Slick away from the ropes! Number of the Beast! Slick's fading! Joey hits the apron once again! The ref starts yelling at Joey to get off the apron, and in the process misses Slick submitting. Frustrated, Uzi releases the sleeper --- punches Joey to the floor! But the distraction was enough for Slick to slip the brass knucks on his right hand! Uzi turns around --- Knucks straight to the kisser. Uzi drops, but Mr. Slick can't capitalize either, falling to the mat. He crawls over, and slowly pins Uzi... One! Two! THREE --- wait a minute! Uzi's got his foot on the ropes! The ref tells Slick he didn't get the pin! Mr. Slick is mad, and picks up Uzi! Joey's up again on the floor and yells at Slick to irish whip Uzi into the ropes. Slicks obliges, but Uzi reverses, sending Slick to the ropes instead --- and Joey trips up Slick! Slick stumbles, yelling at Joey "What the hell was that?" And that is all Uzi needs to pick up Mr. Slick for an authoritative Red Sea Driver! One! Two! Three! Uzi picks up the win and hits the bricks with his TV TItle belt. Joey rolls into the ring to apologize for costing Slick the match. Joey asks for a handshake, and Mr. Slick... gives him one. What a great display of honor and sportsmanship...No, not really, it's just to set up a short arm clothesline, and HARD DDT! Joey's out cold as Mr. Slick walks to the back, disgusted.
Four men in the ring, one fall to a finish. El Mentiroso looking for some competition, and he's going to have his hands full against three men looking to build their reputations. El Mentiroso starts the match out with Dextro, collar-and-elbow tie-up, arm wringer. Dextro wrenches it, but suddenly El Ment rolls, flips and reverses the move in grand lucha fashion, sending Dextro flying. The crowd applauds and El Mentiroso bows to his opponent. Dextro and El Mentiroso tie-up again, this time Mentiroso gets the hammerlock. Dextro with a less flashy counter, throwing back elbows into El Mentiroso's face. The lock broken, Dextro hooks a front face-lock and snap suplexes the Kiniski Cup holder down. He blows snot out his nostrils...how insulting! Senora Seurte is unimpressed on the outside, hollering support to her charge. El Mentiroso is up, Dextrow throws him to the ropes --- Bakuto gets a blind tag as Dextro fires a lariat, El Mentiroso ducks that and does a front-flipe into the ropes, flying back with a handspring elbow. Dextro stumbles backwards, where Bakuto palm-thrusts him in the back of the head. Series of chops and thrusts put Dextro in the corner and Bakuto nails an open-hand chop. Another one! Guy N. Cognito looks on with a scowl on his face. So unhappy. Bakuto sends Dextro to the corner and charges, Dextro gets a boot up. To the second turnbuckle, nails the flying clothesline. One, two, Bakuto kicks out. Dextro grabs Bakuto by the hair and sends him unceremoniously into the corner of Carter Owens. Owens tags in, an even gaze levelled at Dextro. Dextro has made no bones about wanting to make Carter Owens sorry he joined NAPW... and... Dextro smirks and tags El Mentiroso in! Dextro doesn't want any part of Owens! Owens & El Mentiroso tie up now, a pinfall on El Mentiroso would certainly grant Owens a shot at the Kiniski Cup! Quick sent into the ropes, Mentiroso leapfrogs Owens, rebound, Owens hits the canvas as Mentiroso skips over him, back off again, FLYING HEAD SCISSORS! LUCHA LIBRE! El Mentiroso gives Owens a moment to regain his feet, hits the ropes, Owens uses Mentiroso's momentum to deliver a spinning tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! OWENS GOES FOR THE CROSS ARM BREAKER! Jujigatame! Mentiroso locks his fingers together to prevent Owens from hyper-extending the arm, but Owens claws for it, gets the move, Mentiroso is in the center of the ring and DEXTRO lays a heavy work boot into the head of Carter Owens, breaking up the submission. Dextro beales Mentiroso into his corner, tags himself in, and then runs Owens over with a nasty looking lariat. The crowd is all over Dextro, chanting "DEXTROOOOOO ... SUCKS! DEXTROOOOO ... SUCKS!" Dextro claps his hands over his hears, screaming at the crowd to shut up. "Watch me murder this loser!" Dextro clawing the eyes of Carter Owens, the referee counts one, two, three, four, five and the hold is broken. Owens trying to shake it off and regain his vision, hammered from behind. Front-face lock, leg hooked as well... FISHERMAN'S SUPLEX! PERFECTPLEX, WHATEVER YOU CALL IT! ONE! TWO! TH--- Carter Owens just squeaks out. Perhaps Dextro did not apply the maneuver "perfectly." El Mentiroso and Bakuto would both like in this contest, they have to pay close attention here, the match could end before they have a chance to get back in the ring. Standing moonsault by Dextro gets two. Bakuto was half-way into the ring when Owens kicked out. Dextro grabs Owens by the back of the head and bashes him face-first into the turnbuckle pad, no, Owens blocks and sends Dextro in! And again! The crowd counts along as Carter Owens rebounds Dextro's face off of the turnbuckle ten times, and here's an irish whip, reversed, DEXPLEX. Dextro hits the top ropes quickly... 450 splash! ONE! TWO! Owens grabs the ropes! Dextro spits and locks in the front headlock with leglock. Owens is in trouble here as Dextro tries to force a submission... El Mentiroso begins slapping the top turnbuckle, trying to get the crowd behind Carter Owens. Owens may be out of it, he's looking limp. Wait! Wait just a minute! He's shaking his arm! Dextro looks back and forth in disbelief as Carter Owens begins to fight his way out of it! Back elbow! Another! A third breaks Owens free, he hits the ropes, flying crucifix! Dextro doesn't drop down, though, instead opting to hit a Samoan Drop from that position --- Owens releases Dextro to land on his feet, Dextro fights to regain his balance, Owens puts him down with a bulldog! Both men are down! Owens has been in there a LONG time, he needs to tag out! Carter Owens is fighting, and yes, this crowd is rallying behind the tormented soul! Owens reaching, as Dextro tags out to Bakuto. Bakuto stalks in and grabs Owens by the leg, but Owens makes a final leap and tags El Mentiroso! Mentiroso leaps, springboards off the top rope! Spinning huracanrana catches Bakuto, sending him to the canvas. Mentiroso runs... DROPSAULT! And WHAT a dropsault, the dropkick nailing Dextro on the ring apron and the moonsault connecting on Bakuto! ONE, TWO, Guy N Cognito puts Bakuto's foot on the bottom rope. The referee calls for the break. Bakuto rolls outside as the crowd calls bullshit on that. WAIT A MINUTE! WATCH OUT FOR EL MENTIROSO! Classic lucha-libre fake-out, spinning in the ropes... THERE'S THE REAL MOVE! Mentiroso takes out Bakuto and Cognito on the outside! Whatta maneuver! Mentiroso rolls Bakuto into the ring again, hits the ropes... DEXTRO! Dextro catches El Mentiroso with a belly-to-belly DEXPLEX that sends Mentiroso flying out of the ring --- he lands on his feet! Dextro can't believe it! Wait a minute, Carter Owens whips him around. Dextro fires, Owens blocks and fires off! Dextro tries again, punch blocked, Owens hits one of his own! And now Carter Owens wraps around... facebuster forward Russian Leg sweep! Dextro gets rolled outside the ring as Bakuto blasts Owens with an Enziguri. Bakuto signals for the Thunderfire Bomb, but LOOK OUT FOR LUCHA! Mentiroso with an enziguri of his own, running and nailing Bakuto! He covers ONE! TWO! Carter Owens breaks up the pinning situation. Owens and Mentiroso now square off, quickly nod at one another, and lock-up. Owens hooks El Mentiroso up... POWERBOMB! He holds on for a second one, Jericho style... HURACANRANA! ONE! TWO! Owens rolls it over, putting El Mentiroso's shoulders to the mat ONE, TWO, Dextro breaks it up! Dextro attacking Owens and Mentiroso! Meth Bust coming up on Carter Owens, Mentiroso flies off the ropes with his second running enziguri. Dextro drops, pops back up... Owens irish whips Dextro into El Mentiroso, who backdrops the Meth Addict to the outside. Mentiroso with a slingshot splash to Dextro on the floor! Bakuto nails Owens from behind, hoisting Owens up for the ThunderFire Bomb...Owens punches Bakuto in the face at the apex and gets out, boot to the gut of Bakuto... he's got him up in the Razor's Edge position! Drops to the knees for the BACKBREAKER! 11:52 connects...ONE! TWO! THREE! Carter Owens WINS Four! Corner! Survival! And El Mentiroso shakes his hand!
Rod Hardway and "Durty" Dutch Flanagan enter first. Flanagan is clearly chewing the CHAW, proudly wearing his cape of the Confederacy flag. Rod Hardway is wearing a bizarre plexiglas face-mask that reveals his beautiful features while protecting them from harm. His skin? He looks like a baked lobser frying on the sidewalk, red and peeling from his skin treatment. Real glowing. The crowd is torn between laughter and boos, but erupt in cheers when the Celtic Assassins make the entrance! The irishman Bobby O'Brady and the scotsman Al Thoes stomp out to the ring, clearly enjoying the reaction of the crowd. The Assassins get in the ring and Al Thoes gets on the microphone. "Well, it seems our rigid foes here thought they could distract us with some vegan twits and botched plastic surgery. You thought we would turn tail and run. But I got news for you wooden bastards. You may have bought yourselves a minute. But a minute is all you'll last in The Headlock Challengeª!" It's going to be "Durty" Dutch Flanagan and Bobby O'Brady starting it off. "The Irish Adonis" flexes, which doesn't impress Dutch. They tie-up! They fight over it, and with ease O'Brady applies a headlock. The crowd roars! Dutch tries to get out, he makes the ropes and uses them to shoot off --- O'Brady grabs the hair and yanks him right back into the headlock, a la Eddy Guerrero. Al Thoes applauds wildly: "I told you the that ten-hour 'Nothing but Headlocks' compilation would pay off!" O'Brady gives Flanagan a last good squeeze and EW. Tobacco juice dribbles from Flanagan's lips onto O'Brady's arms. O'Brady releases the headlock, '"like, totally grossed out." Those calls him back and towels him off, saying "Ye got 'em, champ!" Meanwhile, Flanagan (holding his neck) tags in Rod Hardway. Hardway gets in and preens for the crowd, who boo him. O'Brady comes back, taking a long look at Hardway's red, peeling skin. REVOLTING! O'Brady nervously grabs the tie-up, and here we go... or not, EW EW EW. Hardway's skin peels off in O'Brady's hands. O'Brady gulps and blanches, he may lose his lunch! Hardway is upset, screaming: "My beautiful skin! You better not ruin my healthy glow!" O'Brady can't handle it and tags out to Al Thoes. The Scottish Wrecking Machine stomps in the ring, grabs a complaining Hardway by the head and YANKS on the headlock! Hardway's screams are muffled in the armpit of Al Thoes, who's cinching it in with gleeful pleasure. Hardway tries to walk to the ropes, and Al Thoes takes him around in a circle. Dosey-do in the center of the ring, Thoes leading Rod Hardway around by the nose. Finally Hardway makes it to the ropes, forcing Dick Kiebiech --- visibly straining not to laugh --- to call a break. Hardway's pleximask has fogged up! Thoes: "Let me help ye with that!" SPROING~! Thoes pulls the mask waaaaay off Hardway's face and LETS GO. SNAP! Hardway squeals and tags out to Dutch. Tie-up, thumb to the eye by Dutch, and he slaps a headlock on the 290 pound Thoes. "Twenty minutes, bitches!" he calls out... well, maybe twenty seconds. Thoes hits a back suplex to drop Dutch on his head! Al Thoes drops to his knees like Kurt Angle winning gold. "WE'RE STILL UNDEFEATED! HEADLOCK CHALLENGE CHAMPIONS! CELTIC ASSASSINS RULLLLLLE---*" Dutch from behind with dropkick to the back of Thoes' head! And now Dutch is all over Al Thoes with wild right and left hands... a wrestling match has broken out in the middle of the HEADLOCK CHALLENGEª! Dutch stomps away on Al Thoes, holding the top rope for leverage as Thoes gets to a corner. He rises up, the lightweight Flanagan swarming him with punches. Irish whip is reversed and Flanagan careens into the turnbuckle! He stumbles out into a POWERslam. POWERchinlock follows, GOOD GOD! Thoes is... a lunatic, he could kill a man with that move! Rod Hardway sees the trouble his partner is in and rushes into the ring desperately, smashing into Thoes from behind. Hardway cold-cocks Thoes and then wraps his huge, muscled arms around Thoes for a Full-Nelson...SLAM. He really knocked Thoes up there! And Dutch Flanagan hits the Asai Moonsault for one, two, Thoes kicks out. Flanagan tags out to Hardway. Stiff Competion drives the point home to Thoes with a double fist drop, and than Flanagan hooks a chinlock. Just an ordinary wear-down Chinlock, not the devil's own POWER chinlock that Thoes utilizes. Not going to squash a guy's head like a grape with this one, no sirree. Thoes begins to comeback, getting to his feet. He tries to pick up Rod Hardway for a back suplex again, but this time Hardway kicks his legs and comes back down. He grabs a hold of Thoes and headbutts the man using the facemask! Dick Kiebiech isn't sure whether he should admonish the man or not, but regardless Rod Hardway then gets Thoes up. In a suplex. And he holds it, holds it, what incredible strength by Rod Hardway, what masculine fortitude... DROPS him! One! TWO! Th---Thoes kicks out. Hardway sends Thoes into the Stiff corner and tags in Flanagan. TARANTULA is locked in, but it uses the ropes! Kiebiech counts ONE, two, three, four, five and Flanagan releases the hold, but the damage was done. Thoes stumbles out, trying to regain his bearings, but Flanagan comes off the top quick as a whip for a Tornado DDT that puts Thoes down. Pinfall comes close but Bobby O'Brady breaks it up. O'Brady argues with the referee as the Stiffs take advantage, illegally choking Thoes with the tag rope. Flanagan claps his hands as Hardway comes in, illegal switch but the referee "heard" the tag, and Hardway gets set to end it. Poor, poor Al Thoes finds his head between Hardway's legs. Perhaps the very predicament gives Thoes the strength of TEN MEN... to get the hell OUT OF IT. He backdrops Hardway! O'Brady wants it, he wants it bad! The tag that is. HOT TAG O'BRADY! Bobby O'Brady storms into the ring! Clothesline Hardway. Clothesline a sneak attacking Flanagan! BODY SLAM in the center of the ring on Flanagan, and O'Brady follows up with a BODYSLAM of Hardway ONTO Flanagan! Kids, hide your eyes! O'Brady goes to the second turnbuckle... DOUBLE STOMP ON STIFF COMPETITION! COVER ON HARDWAY! ONE! TWO! Flanagan just BARELY breaks it up in the nick of time! Al Thoes is back in the ring, taking it to Flangan. He throws him over the top rope, but wait a minute! Flanagan lands on the ring apron. Thoes throws a fist, ducked, Flanagan hotshots Thoes on the top rope! The Scotsman goes down, holding his throat as Flanagan springboards off the top rope and nails O'Brady from behind with a missile dropkick. O'Brady stumbles forward... INTO THE HARDWAY SLAM! It connects! COVER! ONE! TWO! THREE---NOOOOO! O'BRADY KICKS OUT! Rod Hardway can't believe it! Flanagan says it's time to get DURTY, dammit! He sits on the top rope and Hardway picks O'Brady up from behind... Hardway puts O'Brady up... DURTY WAY BOMB! PITBULL SUPERBOMB STYLE! IT'S OVER! ONE! TWO! TH--- AL THOES BREAKS UP THE PIN! O'Brady was not getting out of that, but Al Thoes broke it up! Stiff Competition stomp away on Al Thoes, but that only MAKES HIM MAD. And when Al Thoes gets mad, people get HURT --- whether their names are double entrendres or NOT. Hardway and Thoes take it to each other as Flanagan nimbly hits the top rope. Thoes drops Hardway and turns around into a CROSS BODY --- CAUGHT! Flanagan gulps, and Al Thoes... throws Flanagan to Rod Hardway? Hardway catches his partner, and O'Brady storms in from behind with a huge lariat, which causes Hardway to drop forward, squashing his own partner! Al Thoes hooks Hardway... can he do it? GOOD LORD, HE DID IT! HAGGIS BUSTER! O'Brady makes the cover, Thoes guards and counts along, ONE! TWO! THREE! The Celtic Assassins win a hard, sweaty contest here on Action!
Lloyd Rees and Ol' Salty are already in the ring as "Pull Out" by Kill Radio is blaring throughout the arena. Krusty Kid Paul walks to the ring, looking extremely serious. They don't wait for the bell, beginning a stiff slugfest. The match quickly becomes a bare knuckle brawl. Krusty Kid Paul knocks Rees down and is on top of him wailing away. Rees reverses roles and is on top. Rees lets Paul have fist after fist. He gets up and the crowd responds to the intense action. They have no real favorite in this. Just cheering the moves. Rees lets Paul regain his footing, and clotheslines him over the top rope to the floor. Referee John Sharplin follows the action to the floor. All he really is here for is to see blood. Ol' Salty gets a few kicks in before Sharplin tells him to get away. Rees picks up the Krusty One and attempts the DDT from The Green but it's blocked, and Rees hits the floor hard. Krusty Kid Paul picks up the Lemondrop Kid --- Stun Gun on the steel railing. The crowd erupts. Ol' Salty comes in and clips Paul's knee. He goes down. Lloyd Rees is barely moving. John Sharplin is looking for blood. Ol' Salty is trying to help Rees up. Paul gets up right when Rees does and runs toward him, but Rees backdrops Paul into the crowd. Rees goes into the crowd after KKP. Rees tries to pick up Krusty for a move but is quickly hit with a spine buster on the concrete. Where did that energy burst come from? The crowd is going crazy, and are letting them have room to fight. They are near the beer salesman, and Krusty downs a few and promises to pay later. Krusty goes back over to Rees who is just getting up. Krusty Kid Paul picks up a chair and nails Rees in the back. Rees is down and covers his face/head area. Another vicious shot with a chair to the back of Rees. He throws Rees back to the ringside area. Paul comes near Rees, who somehow gets up and throws Paul into the steel ring steps. Paul hits knees first and flies over the railing. Rees is back down, moving rather slowly. Paul is down holding his knees. Ol' Salty has been active and has put a table on the top turnbuckle making a platform of sort. Paul is on one side of the post with the table. Rees is on the other side of it. They both start climbing either side of it. They are both on top of the table and start exchanging rights and lefts. Then elbows. Out of desperation Krusty Kid Paul kicks Lemondrop in the stomach... NO! SUPERBOMB ON REES FROM THE TOP-ROPE TABLE! Rees has to be broken in half. There's no way he can get up. Paul pulls a bottle opener out of his trunks and looks to get the crimson flowing on Rees face. Ol' Salty is in the ring with a chair. Paul hears him coming and turns around, kicking the chair into Salty's weather-beaten face! KKP licks the bottle opener and... and jabs it into the flesh of Ol' Salty! The blood is flowing. Ol' Salty is screaming in pain and rolls out of the ring. Paul turns around with bad intentions on his mind and WHAM. STEEL CHAIR TO THE HEAD. And with that vile chairshot, Rees has busted Paul wide open, the blood is all over the place. Sharplin calls the bell, giving the victory to Lloyd Rees! The match is over... but Paul is pissed. KKP is up almost immediately and runs after Lloyd who is in the aisle. Rees and Ol' Salty turn around to celebrate and see Paul coming. Rees throws Ol' Salty to the lions and runs up the ramp. KKP grabs Ol' Salty by the hat... Ol' Salty gets nailed with a DDT on the floor. My God, the impact! Rees watches as the blood drenched Paul signals he is coming for him. Rees shakes his head and waves goodbye, turning to beat feet and SPEAR! The crowd EXPLODES, as Rees has been speared out of his boots by CRUSHER! The Crusher stands tall over the fallen Lloyd Rees! The Crusher is back... and he means BUSINESS!
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