NAPW ACTION!06/30/2006Red Deer, Alberta
Al Thoes and Jared Walsh to start off--Ainsley Lake yelling at Walsh from her corner, and Walsh turns around to find out what's going on, POWER CLOTHESLINE to the back of his head. Lake was yelling "Duck!" Yeah, it's gonna be one of THOSE matches. Sorry in advance. Walsh is stunned on the mat, Thoes with a McKarelin Lift to haul him up into a gutwrench--German Suplex, the Assassin throwing big moves early into the match-up. Bridge gets the pin--ONE! TWO! Kick-out from Dream's resident stud-muffin. Thoes is looking to slap on his signature Headlock, Walsh reacting defensively and getting his forearms in there before Thoes can complete the circuit. Drop Toe Hold to Thoes as counter-offense, NICE Standing Moonsalt to Thoes' back follows. Walsh starts to turn him for a pincover but The Scottish Wrecking Machine pushes him off with relative ease. Both men in their feet, Thoes going back to the well with the POWER CLOTHESLINE, ducked, naturally, Walsh rebounding off the ropes to get a Basement Dropkick on Thoes' knee, knocking him to the mat belly-first--Thoes is picking himself up, but Walsh has turned himself around--BACKFLIP--KICK, catching Thoes' rising head on the way down. Red Deer, Alberta, give it up! Walsh, all smiles, confidently hops to his corner and tags in Ainsey Lake. Lake jumps in to the ring, fists up, ready to go--Thoes, picking himself up, shrieks and dogs it to his corner to tag in Bobby O'Brady. O'Brady, in wide-eyed Muppet terror, switches places with Thoes, looks at Lake, and then tags in Thoes. Thoes grits his teeth, takes O'Brady's place, then tags him back in. Okay, we get it, none of you wanna mess with a girl. Lake, condescended to enough, rushes the Assassins with a CROSSBODY, knocking the appreciably larger O'Brady into his corner. And from there it's a flurry of rights and lefts as Ainsley Lake GOES TO TOWN, the ref cuationing them out of their corner until Thoes, puts a stop to it by grabbing Lake by her hair. Jared Walsh, having taken the time to come around ringside, leaps and drop-kicks Thoes again in the back of the knee--he releases his grip and tumbles down to ringside. Sliding into the ring, Walsh sets himself up as she Irish Whips O'Brady into a Wals clothesline--End Of A Short Rope! Walsh slides out at the ref's caution, Lake's taken to turnbuckle climbing, MOONSAULT, there's the cover, ONE! TWO! SHOULDER UP! Lake huffs as she realizes Dream Come True has their work cut out for them. Bobby O'Brady is picking hmself up, and Lake's boot stomps aren't keeping him down--one stomp, two stomps, third stomp CAUGHT, and Lake seemingly has nowhere to go--that is, until the ENZIGURI--that is, until O'Brady ducks that. Lake's face down on the mat, and O'Brady doesn't "float" as much as he does "amble" to her head--Front Facelock applied, AND HERE COME THE KNEES! CRASH! CRASH! O'Brady's massive knees running smack into the top of Ainsley Lake's skull until a fed-up Walsh slingshots over the rope to Leg Drop O'Brady. Lake, cradling her head, rolls out from under O'Brady and winces. Walsh goes to check on his partner but is caught by the ref and they start to argue about Walsh returning to his corner. Al Thoes slips in, somehow unnoticed, and drags O'Brady on top of Lake before returning to his corner. Walsh and the ref are still arguing, so Thoes slips back in rearranges his partner and Lake into a more "creative" position before scampering back--but the ref is STILL being distracted. So Thoes then hops out to ringside, grabs two cowboy hats off of front-row audience members, then rolls into the ring to put them on top of O'Brady and Lake. He ducks back into his corner, and with Walsh FINALLY put back by the ref, he turns around to see the "pin" and makes the count--ONE! TWO! SHOULDER UP! Lake finally comes to--IN COWBOY HORROR. She wriggles out from underneath O'Brady and starts wiping herself down compulsively. Walsh is hpping in place, BEGGING for the tag, but O'Brady's slowly regaining his senses--Lake does't see Walsh, she sees O'Brady going for the tag, and she sprints across the ring--NOT FAST ENOUGH! Thoes gets the tag, and as Lake puts on the brakes, Thoes lumbers in--RIGHT HAND! RIGHT HAND! Lake keeps getting up into his RIGHT HAND! Lake stands herself up one more time, Walsh isn't risking getting DQed again, and Thoes scoops her up for a POWERSLAM. Lake practically bounces off of the mat--Thoes gives O'Brady the signal, then BOLTS over to Walsh to forear smash him off the apron. O'Brady runs after him at ringside to keep him occupied, and with the coast clear, Al Thoes slaps on the POWER CHINLOCK to Ainsley Lake--and n the centre of the ring, she's got NOWHERE TO GO. Thoes rears back with his gigantic arms and she has no choice but to tap out. With the bell rung, O'Brady backs off of Walsh and joins his partner in the ring, raising his arm in victory. Thoes actually curtsies the reviving Lake, telling her "no hard feelings" as they flip out of the ring and start celebrating up the rampway. INSIDE the ring, Walsh returns to help his partner up, illustrating to her what a TAG is and why she should use them. Lake silences him with a pissed-off look and clutches her neck, watching the Celtic Assassins leave the victors.
"Driver's High" by Larc En Ciel plays throughout the arena. Dez Carter, accompanied by Asuka Katsuragi, enters the arena to cheers. He enters the ring awaiting his opponent. "My Addiction" hits the PA and the boos start up, with a few cheers mixed in. Dextro makes his way to the ring. Referee is Morgan Smythe. She calls for the bell. Dez and Dextro lock up and Dextro quickly takes him down with a quick headlock. He keeps it on but releases as Dez gets Dextro into a pinning situation. Before Morgan can even count one, the shoulder is up. They both get up and lock up again. Dez hits a quick Ricky Steamboat style high arm drag. Dextro gets up quickly and roars toward Dez only to be met with a dropkick. Dez is on fire as Dextro goes to the outside to catch his breath. One...Two...Three...Four...Five...Dextro returns in. They circle each other. Dez shoots for a quick Northern lights suplex. Dextro counters though, and has the Front Headlock on. He takes him to the ground and gets the legs around the body. Dez Carter is fading as the crowd chants Dez. Asuka is beating on the ring trying to get Dez pumped. Dez reaches for the closet rope. He is a few inches away. The crowd chants louder as Dez pushes one more time for the ropes. He is wanting to tap, he starts to...but his hand touches the rope. Morgan starts her count to get the move broken. One...Two...Three... Four... Dextro releases the hold. He gets up as Dez Carter is gasping for air. Dez is on the ropes using them like a ladder to gain his footing. Dextro is looking for the "Meth Buster" and goes for it. Dez fights it and pushes him off. Dez hits a bulldog and they are both on the mat. Dez drapes his right arm over Dextro. Morgan counts him down. One...Two Kick out. The crowd gasps as they thought it was over. Dez and Dextro slowly get up. Dez is looking for the Dragon Suplex but Dextro sits down ramming his jaw into the mouth of Dez Carter. Dez is stunned. Dextro is up and DEXPLEX, over head belly to belly that sends Dez to the outside through the middle of the ropes. Dez hits hard. Asuka checks on him quickly. Dextro is getting ready to strike. Dextro goes to the top rope but Dez gets up and moves away from the area before Dextro could strike. The crowd slightly boos as they wanted to see a big high spot. Dextro gets down and Dez enters on the opposite side of the ring. They face off and Dextro dives for a leg. He gets kicked in the head for the effort. Dez tries to capitalize. He goes for a German suplex but Dextro blocks it and does a standing switch. Dextro is looking for his own German- Wait no...He turns Dez around into the METH BUSTER!! Morgan counts the pin, One...Two...THREE! It's over and Dextro is your winner.
Right from the get go, the 177 pound Crash Carver looks to be seriously over-matched, standing opposite the ring from two 275 pound specimens of pure MAN. Dan The Man and Thor Heinie chortle at Crash' slim frame. And then? The posing. Oh, the posing. "Hm ho ho" laughs Dan, as Thor jiggles his pecs. Careful boys, Lance could pass out from excitement. *dreamy*. Crash Carver's expression becomes more and more disgusted as time goes on, til he's had all he can stands and he cans stands no more! The young Carver hits the ropes and flies with a dropkick! He catches Thor Heinie square in the chest, sending the Swede into the corner. Dan The Man reaches for Carver, who nimbly ducks around - dropkick to the back! Dan crashes into his own partner in the corner, and here's Crash one more time at high velocity... Handspring Back Elbow! He nails Dan in the back of the head, sending Dan's forehead into Thor's with a sick thud. Carver dances off and yells "COME ON!". Dan The Man falls flat on his back... and then Thor Heinie TIMBERRRRRS... facefirst into Dan The Man's crotchital area! Oooooooh, that's gotta hurt. And look suggestive. For SHAME, NAPW, for SHAME. The crowd is right behind Crash Carver, the young man with a brash grin on his face. He pulls Dan The Man up by the hair, nailing a jumping spin kick to the man's gut. Dan doubles-over, gasping for air. Carver takes advantage of his positioning by nailing the ROCKER DROPPER! Cover gets two. WHAM. Thor Heinie from behind clobbers Crash, dropping him to the canvas like a bad habit. Pick-up, and then... a big military press! Thor Heinie is actually doing PUSH-UPS with Crash Carver in the air, prior to slamming the man down. Thor flexes his bicep, then makes a cover. Kick out at two! Tag is made from Team Man (finally. Dan The Man takes a turn, locking on THE MALE GRIP. Carver in trouble now as Dan rears back on that Camel Clutch hold. Carver refuses to give up even as Henry Andrews asks him. Dan lets go, bored. He paintbrushes the back of Carver's head - that fires Carver up! He swings away at Dan The Man, who gets punted back, back, back to the ropes... Carver gets a run and GOOD LORD! Dan The Man caught him with a MANLY Lariat. Kiss kiss the bicep, baby. Cover! Carver gets a shoulder up, but the end is near for the young upstart. Team MAN makes the tag, and both members irish whip Crash Carver to the ropes. Double clothesline... is ducked by a speeding Crash Carver, who rebounds, picking up even MORE speed and then he FLIES. Cross body splash onto both members of Team Man, taking them down! Carver pops up, roaring! In a flash he leaps to the top rope and springboards off, nailing a somersault senton (with twist, kids) on Thor Heinie. COVERRRR... big kickout by the powerful Thor Heinie! Carver throws a few forearm shivers into Dan The Man's jaw to keep him staggered, then goes back to Thor Heinie... only to be grabbed by the big man. Running powerslam - hang on, Carver slips off the shoulder! Thor hits the turnbuckle... roll-up by Carver! ONE! TWO! Th---Thor Heinie gets off at the last second. Carver slaps the mat in frustration. He looks to the crowd and signals for the 450 splash, climbing to the top. Carver is ready to fly, but here's Dan The Man! Dan grabs Crash and presses him to the center of the ring with authority! Carver lands on his hip. He takes his feet, but LOOK OUT! Team Man have hit the ropes! MANWICH! Crash Carver the meat in a Thor & Dan sandwich! Carver collapses in a heap, covered by Thor Heinie while Dan The Man poses in the background. Three slaps of the mat later and Team Man takes the duke. The numbers game caught up to Crash Carver, pure and simple.
Hardway and Cage tie-up in the center of the ring, which proves to be a mistake for Mark Cage. Rod Hardway quickly muscles him back into the corner and then unloads an overhand chop that echoes through the Hall. Cage winces and doubles over by Hardway pushes him back upright and lays into him with another brutal chop. Cage is in some serious pain and Hardway doesn't make it any better by crushing him in the side of the head with a big elbow. Henry Andrews finally manages to get Hardway to back off and Cage stumbles out of the corner. Rod Hardway pushes Andrews out of his way and levels Cage with a lariat before going for the cover; One! Two! Thr-kickout! Hardway tells Andrews to get with the program before grabbing a handful of Cage's hair and yanking him up off the mat. Hardway drives the toe of his boot into Mark Cage's ribs, doubling him over, then lifts him for a powerbomb - Mark Cage fights back! Cage attacks with frantic rights and lefts into Hardway's forehead, staggering the big man. Cage flips back for the hurricanrana! NO! Hardway holds on and muscles him right back up for the powerbomb - BIG ELBOW from Mark Cage, driving the point down right between Hardway's eyes. Ron Hardway stumbles, his legs buckling and Cage slams the elbow down once more. Rod goes over backwards and Mark Cage lands right on his face. Hardway's legs fly up and Cage hooks them; One! Two! Powerful kickout by Rod Hardway sends Mark Cage sprawling. Both men back to their feet and Cage ducks another lariat attempt from Ron Hardway. Hardway spins back around and its his turn to be met with a thunderous chop from Mark Cage, stinging across his chest. Hardway backs up as Mark Cage hits him with a storm of forearm shivers. Cage whips Hardway off the ropes and plants a dropkick right to the kisser that sends Ron Hardway down to the mat. Mark Cage ascends to the top rope as Rod Hardway tries to recover, basking for a moment in the cheers from the crowd. Mark Cage sizes up his opponent waiting for Rod Hardway to turn in his direction and then Cage FLIES! THROUGH! THE! AIR! And gets caught! Mark Cage going for the crossbody and Rod Hardway catches him in midair! Fallaway slam from Rod Hardway after the impressive display of strength sends Cage tumbling into the ropes. Cage tries to get to his feet and collapses back down to his knees, one arm going across his ribs. Rod Hardway charges and boots him in the side of the head, laying him out across the bottom rope. Rod Hardway turns Cage over and grabs him by the legs then falls backwards CATAPULTING Mark Cage up to catch his throat on the underside of the middle rope! Cage rolls back into the ring, thrashing and clutching his throat as he tries to breathe. Rod Hardway laughs and kicks him in the ribs once before dropping to the mat and hooking a leg for the pin; One! Two! Shoulder up! Mark Cage - still struggling to breathe - gets his shoulder up off the mat and Rod Hardway looks pissed. Ron drags Mark Cage up off the mat and calls for the end before sending him off the ropes - HARDWAY SLANO! Mark Cage gets his legs around and hooks them on Rod Hardway's other arm, dragging him down to the mat backwards in a crucifix pin; One! Two! Thre-kickout! Rod Hardway kicks out of the surprising pin at the last second! Hardway to his feet quickly but Cage is behind him and has him in a waistlock! Can he do it? Cage tries to get Hardway over by can't! Mark Cage tries again and gets Hardway's feet off the mat, but can't get him over. Hardway tries to struggle free and Mark Cage slams him across the back with a series of hard forearm shots then GERMAN SUPLEX! Mark Cage pops his hips and nails a beautiful German suplex on the big man! Mark Cage with the cover; One! Two! Shoulder up! It looks like Rod Hardway still has some fight left in him here tonight. Cage is up to his feet, gesturing for Rod to get up! Get up! Cage hits the ropes and comes back with a big running forearm that Rod Hardway manages to take without going back to the mat. Cage off the ropes again and drills the staggering Rod Hardway with a spinning back elbow, but still Hardway stays upright, if wobbly. Cage stares at Hardway for a second then hits the ropes a third time and comes flying back for a HARDWAY SLAM! Rod Hardway ducks a clothesline and catches Mark Cage with a ring-shaking Hardway Slam! Its academic at this point as Hardway makes the cover on a limp Mark Cage; One! Two! Three!
The Crusher doesn't even wait for his entrance, storming the ring and bowling the TV Champion over! Crusher is fired up, pounding Rees with rights and lefts in the turnbuckle. Irish whip sends Lloyd crashing into the opposite turnbuckle, here comes Crusher with a BIG avalanche! Staggering, Lloyd comes out of the corner... right into the Samoan Drop! Just like that, Crusher makes the first cover for ONE, TWO, kick-out by the champion. Crusher pulls his man up, another irish whip sends Lloyd hard into the corner. With a hand on his back, Lloyd gingerly steps out of the corner, watch out for Crusher, off the ropes for the LARIATOOOO~! Rees gets flipped inside and out, cover gets...two again. The match is No Disqualification, and now Crusher goes under the ring? What's this? He tosses a garbage can fulla PLUNDA into the ring... and then pulls out a table! Crusher slides the table into the ring and rolls back in - hang on, Ol' Salty just grabbed Crusher by the ankle. There's nothing referee Dick Kiebiech can do about it, the match IS No DQ. Crusher reaches over the top rope and grabs Ol' Salty by the fisherman's hat! Salty clings to his hat for his tear life, possibly to prevent the worst hat hair ever from being displayed, but Crusher has about had it with Ol' Salty and Lloyd Rees from behind. Rees attacking the distracted Crusher, and now the Television Champion is trying to turn the momentum of the match. Crusher fires back on Lloyd, who responds with a vicious eye gouge. He grabs the nearest item - the trash can itself - and PLANTS it across Crusher's face with a resounding thud. Crusher slumps backwards, landing on the ropes. Rees hooks a front facelock and hoists his man up in an impressive suplex, dropping Crusher gut-first on the top rope! Crusher's dangling on that rope precariously, Lloyd Rees scaling the nearest turnbuckle. He comes off, driving the elbow into the back of Crusher's head, sending Crusher flat on his back. Rees with a cover, two count only. Irish whip to Crusher, and then Rees scoops the man up for a Tree of Woe! Crusher is upside down in the corner, and Rees stands up... He's standing on Crusher's crotch! It's No DQ, nothing the ref can do, as Rees pushes down on Crusher's vital bits with all he's worth while pulling UP on the top rope! Rees finally steps off, but then reaches down and grabs Crusher by the head. He hoists Crusher up... and yanks him off, leaving Crusher to crash back-first on the canvas. The crowd boos as Lloyd Rees shoots them a few arrogant looks. "Ya like that, bye?" Crusher is trying to gain his feet, and Rees...appears insulted. He slaps Crusher in the face "come on, bye, get t'yer feet!" Another slap in the face - Lloyd Rees is mocking Crusher now. Front face lock... BRAINBUSTER suplex! Rees covers, counting with his fingers, one, two, th---no! Kick out by The Crusher, who won't stop yet. Rees argues with the ref, but drops it quickly so that he can instead PICK UP a cookie sheet, which he blasts over Crusher's head. And then, he goes for the table. The table being unfolded and set up near one corner of the ring, and Rees has a plan here. He yells to Ol' Salty, asking for a chair. Salty slides one in the ring for his charge. Rees waiting, waiting, waiting for Crusher to get back to his feet... Crusher stands! Rees SWINGS for the fences, baby - Crusher kicked the chair back in the face of Lloyd Rees! Rees staggers backwards, dropping the chair, Crusher grabs him and... DDT ON THE CHAIR. Crusher struggles to get over, but he does get an arm over Rees for ONE, TWO, TH---Kick-out by the TV Champion! Crusher pulls himself to his feet by the ropes, and then hits the corner. He's hunched down, and the crowd begins to come unglued, they know what's next! Rees gets to his feet, slowly. Ol' Salty screams a warning, but that only succeeds in getting Lloyd to turn around to see. He sees a rampaging Crusher nailing the CRUSHER EFFECT! SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR! Crusher is tired, he can't cover right away! Finally, he gets an arm over... ONE! TWO! THREE----NO, NO, NO! Lloyd Rees somehow, someway got his foot on the bottom rope. Wait a minute, Ol' Salty put it there. Crusher HAD the match won! And now Ol' Salty is on the apron WATCH OUT SPEAR SPEAR SPEAR! Ol' Salty just got SPEARED off the apron by Crusher, he's out on the floor! This is it! Crusher pulls Lloyd Rees up, and hooks him. Jackhammer time! Crusher grabs the trunks - LOW BLOW. Rees with a desperation Low Blow! Crusher drops to his knees. Rees grins, sinister-type. He maneuvers Crusher into the corner, and begins throwing right hands Crusher's way. he turns Crusher around, and picks him up onto the top! Wabana Buster time --- no! Crusher fights back! Crusher getting the better of Lloyd Rees... BAM! Rees falls back to the canvas! Crusher... going to the top rope? Crusher trying to gain his bearings, he's going high-risk to take out Rees WAIT A MINUTE! CRASH! Rees just BLASTED Crusher in the head with the steel chair! Crusher is still on top, dazed and out of it, Lloyd climbs up, hooks him... NO! WABANA BUSTER... THROUGH THE TABLE! CRASH! Crusher is OUT, but Lloyd isn't pinning? What's this? The Conception Bay Chinlock! Crusher isn't even conscious, this is just academic. Kiebiech checks Crusher's arm, but the challenger has indeed been KO'ed by that brainbuster through the table! Lloyd Rees has retained his Television Champion and come on now, release the hold! Rees won't release the hold, the match is over. FINALLY, Rees lets go, grabbing his TV belt away from the referee. He hits the corner to proclaim his superiority, the NAPW crowd booing vehemently.
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