ALASKAN ACTION!08/04/2006(Taped from Anchorage) BACKSTAGE Backstage, we see EL MENTIROSO lying face down on the locker room floor. Senora Suerte walks into the scene with a water bottle. A horrified expression spreads across her face. She begins to yell for help...
All three men in the ring. Carter Owens & The Moose shake hands. Adam Mayhem snubs Owens! Snubs Moose! Moose & Owens exchange glances --- double clothesline on Mayhem! Mayhem sent to the outside as Owens & Moose tie it up. Moose catches Owens with a big running powerslam off the ropes for two. Early Roughneck attempt, Owens slides behind. Three-quarter nelson into the front russian leg sweep gets two. Owens looking for 11:52, Moose hits a back body drop. Suplex time --- Owens blocks, countering with a suplex of his own, but Moose blocks THAT. He gets Owens up, Stun Gun on the top rope leaves Carter gasping. Moose roars to the crowd, but fails to notice Adam Mayhem rushing in with a clothesline to the back of the head. Owens is on the outside, recovering, as Adam Mayhem starts punching away on The Moose. Irish whip sends Moose into the turnbuckle, Mayhem charging in with a clothesline, but Moose sidesteps! Mayhem staggers out, right into the waiting Moose's arms. Up on the shoulder, ROUGHNECK connects! Moose covers for one, two, th--- Carter Owens breaks up the pin attempt. It's one fall to a finish, Owens could use a win here tonight. Moose argues with Owens, who reminds Moose of the rules to the match. Is it going to come to blows? No! Adam Mayhem low blows Moose, then rolls him up for one, two, Owens breaks up the pin attempt again. Moose rolls outside, dealing with his groinal injury. Adam Mayhem is getting fired up. He puts Carter Owens down with a DDT, cover gets two. Owens is slow to get up, doubled over. Mayhem sees the opportunity and hits the ropes for a scissors kick --- Owens stands up and catches the man with a pendulum backbreaker! He immediately pulls Mayhem up, standing headscissors... 11:52! It connects! Owens looks for the cover but THE MOOSE nails him from behind, sending him flying out of the ring. And... Moose covers the fallen Adam Mayhem for one, two, THREE?! Owens is in disbelief. So is this Anchorage crowd. Moose flashes his big grin and extends a hand to Owens. They shake hands, everything is okay, although Owens isn't exactly impressed with Moose's opportunism HOLY CATS. Moose just DECKED Owens out of nowhere! What a cheap shot! The Moose pulling Owens up, shouting in his face... NO! ROUGHNECK! ROUGHNECK! The Moose leaves the ring to a chorus of boos as Carter Owens is left laying. What in the hell is going through the mind of The Moose?
The bell rings as Bobby O'Brady and Thomas Young lock up. The two men going for a test of strength? Yeah, O'Brady's winning that one, and OH MY GOD, a HEADLOCK! We haven't seen this for a while! Is this going to be it? The Headlock Challenge is back, and Young has no change of surviving this! No, my bad, he back body-drops O'Brady to the mat, and Bobby releases his hold. Huge stomps by Prince Darko's bodyguard on the chest of the Celtic Assassin. Darko calls for the tag, and Young slaps his partner's hand. Darko picks up O'Brady, and grabs the head of the big man under his arm. Looks like a set-up for a DDT, but O'Brady picks up Darko and moves toward the Celtic corner a step. Once again, O'Brady gains some ground towards his corner. The crowd chants "Bobby! Bobby!" as he gets closer and closer. Darko tries to stop the momentum, but just gets flipped over the big man as O'Brady tags in Thoes. And you thought O'Brady was big! Powerslam by Al. Thoes picks up the African prince, and while holding on to his arm, clotheslines the HELL out of Darko! And yet, Thoes still has the arm of Prince Darko, and roughly pulls him to his feet. CLOTHESLINE! And another! Thoes thinks this is over, and pins Darko. Morgan Smythe counts the pinfall. One! Tw-a kick to the back of Al Thoes' head by Thomas Young. Young pulls his employer into his corner as Smythe warns him to leave the ring. Young does so, only to tag himself in. Young runs back to the prone Thoes and locks in a Royal Clutch. Thoes is grimacing, trying his hardest to get to the ropes! As he inches towards a rope break, Mr. B. pulls Prince Darko from the apron, and sits him down on the ring steps. Mr. B. pulls out a water bottle and starts squirting a clear fluid into the mouth of Prince Darko. Thoes clutches the ropes, and Smythe calls for the rope break. Prince Darko is in rough shape here, but Mr. B. motions for him to get back to the corner. Mr. B. runs to the other side of the ring, and tries to trip O'Brady off the apron. O'Brady has none of it! He gets into Mr. B's face, as Smythe goes to the ropes to inspect the commotion. Thomas Young calls for Prince Darko, and Darko enters the ring unsteadily. Young picks up Thoes and places his upper torso on the top rope. Darko runs from the corner, leaps over Young and leg drops Thoes's throat onto the rope! A Royal Leapfrog! Darko slides out of the ring as Smythe tells Mr. B. to get back to where he belongs. Thoes is in bad shape here. Young with The Bodyguard Special-NO! Thoes reverses it with a modified Angle Slam! Young just got the wind knocked out of him! Thoes crawls to his corner as the fans chant, and tags in O'Brady. Both Celtic Assassins in the ring with a Double DDT on Young! Young is out for the count here! O'Brady covers as Thoes leaves the ring. One! Two! Thr-PRINCE DARKO! From the top rope, a desperation leg drop onto the back of O'Brady's neck stops the pinfall. What's this? He's picking up Bobby O'Brady? Where did he get that strength from? Zamunda Driver! O'Brady's out, and Thoes runs back in, only to get a SERIOUS Spinebuster from the Prince! Thoes rolls out of the ring. And Prince Darko wants to finish this! He grabs the lifeless Bobby O'Brady, and applies a Full Nelson hold. Thomas Young with a BOOT to the face! FULL NELSON SLAM! Young covers the big Celt for a one! Two! Three! Bobby O'Brady is Royally Done! Darko and Young roll out of the ring as Thoes slides in to check on his tag partner. Prince Darko snatches the water bottle away from Mr. B. and drains it, as Mr. B. laughs and tells the camera, "Gin makes a man mean!" Was alcohol the secret to the Royal Foundation's success?
Stiff Competition enter first, Psycho Sara by their side. She's got more brains than Dutch & Rod put together. Juice makes his entrance, but when El Mentiroso's music plays, it is Senora Suerte who comes out. She apologizes, but Mentiroso is in no condition to compete tonight! Crowd boos that announcement. Juice grabs the microphone and says to Stiff Competition: "I don't need a partner to take you two hard-ons out! Bring it on!" And with that, Juice goes crazy on Rod Hardway and Dutch Flanagan! The referee rings the bell, we have a handicap match. Juice stiff striking Flanagan, Hardway comes from behind. Juice senses him there and fires a foot backwards into the man's gut. What's this by Juice? He grabs Flanagan in front with one arm, Rod with another arm... and takes both men down at the same time! Then, to the irritation of Juice's trainer Gasatao, Juice mugs for the crowd. He's the greatest! He'll tell you himself. The crowd cheers, strangely, because Juice is just so darn juicy. Or something. Juice hooks onto Dutch, Kimura Shoulder lock! Dutch could submit, but Hardway is there to make the save. He boots Juice in the back of the head, then takes over. Dutch takes a corner, Hardway appears to be the legal man. Why not? Rod scoop slams Juice down, drops a big elbow for two. Tag out to Flanagan, who comes into the ring. He stands Juice up, measuring him, dropkick in the face from a standing position! Great vertical leap by Dutch, cover gets two. Flanagan locks on a reverse chin-lock, and the crowd starts rallying behind Juice. The man begins to take his feet... Dutch cinches on the chin-lock, but Juice shifts his weight and then uses Dutch's weight against him, tossing him to the canvas! Dutch gets up, mad, and fires off a right hand, but Juice shoots a hand up to block, twisting the arm and taking Dutch down. He gets a jujigatame, this is going to be it right here --- Rod Hardway again with the save! Juice seems able to outwrestle either member of Stiff Competition, but he depends on submissions and holds... and in the handicap situation, he can't get them on for very long. Dutch tags out to Rod again, holding Juice up. Rod hits a mafia kick! That's a two count only. Hardway says that it's over, Jacknife Powerbomb attempt --- Juice takes him down by the legs! He's all over the big man, bending his legs in ways they aren't meant to bend! Dutch from behind, but this time, Juice is ready! He ducks backwards in a great agility display, which leaves Dutch stumbling. Hammer kick takes Dutch down! Rod & Dutch are laying, heads near each other... Juice leaps up high, coming down with a knee to each man's forehead! He covers Rod for one, two, Hardway kicks out. Juice goes back to Dutch, sending a vicious knee to the man's forehead to keep him down. Juice grabs Rod Hardway... he's going to try "Ascension" on the 325 pounder? Gasatao shakes his head, but Juice gets the DDT position. He tries to lift Hardway up, can't get him. He tries again... that's just so much weight on one shoulder, but Juice is stubbon! He gets Hardway UP... but stumbles backwards! Hardway's boot catches referee Henry Andrews in the face, knocking him down. Juice tries a new tactic, nailing a stunner-type move. He covers... no referee! Psycho Sara jumps into the ring on Juice's back, he flips her forward... and now he's hitting on her? What the hell? Sara rolls out of the ring in terror. Juice turns his attention to the referee, trying to revive him. Juice could have this handicap match won, but there was no ref to count three... hold the phone! THE MOOSE just ran out to the ring! What's he doing out here --- he just slid Dutch Flanagan a steel chair! Juice turns around --- CLANG! Right off of his head! Dutch goes to the top rope, what's he going for here? Hardway is still down, so MOOSE comes into the ring? Moose picks up Juice, feeding him to Dutch... DURTY WAY BOMB! Hardway makes a cover, Andrews comes to and counts one, two, THREE! Stiff Competition head up the aisle in celebration. Moose grins at the camera and holds out an envelope filled with ca$h... Stiff Competition bought him off! They paid Moose... to wipe out Mentiroso and then help him win the match? But WHY would Moose take the money? WHY? Whatever the reason, Stiff Competition picks up the win in Alaska to the displeasure of the crowd.
The Crusher and Mark Cage are in the ring, sizing each other up, but where's the ref? M.C. Hammer's "U Can't Touch This" plays as the Television champion, Mr. Slick, accompanied by his friend Tim, saunters down to the ring. Well, he's more dancing than sauntering. Every time the music hits a certain point (you know the one), Mr. Slick points to his title belt and tells the crowd "You can't touch this!" Mr. Slick enters the ring, gets into the Crusher's face, points to his belt, and calls for the bell. Crusher and Mark Cage lock up, POW! Mr. Slick rams his title belt into the back of Crusher's head! Crusher drops to the mat as Mark Cage gets in Mr. Slick's face. "What the hell was that about?" "Are you going to pin this chump or what?" yells Mr. Slick. Mark Cage refuses, and Mr. Slick's fine with that. He turns around, and whips back with a fist full of brass knucks! Cage drops! Mr. Slick calls for the bell, ruling this match a no contest. Crusher seems to be regaining his senses, and Mr. Slick motions for Tim to enter the ring. And who's that from under the ring? Oh, jeez, not this again. Mr. Slick's double comes into the ring, and it's three men against a dazed Crusher. Foot stomps from everyone! The double pushes Mark Cage out of the ring onto the floor, and Tim takes Mr. Slick's Television belt, laying it on the mat. Both Mr. Slicks grab the Crusher's head. DOUBLE HARD DDT onto the belt! The Crusher is bleeding! He's out cold! The REAL Mr. Slick stands over the Crusher and shouts in his face. "Crusher! Next week on Tuesday Night Fights! YOU'RE MINE!!!" MC Hammer comes over the PA system once more as the three men dance over the unconscious contender.
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