HOSTILE HANGOVER10/11/2006The sounds we hear is the song "F**king Hostile" by Pantera... We open to scenes of D! trying to escape the Conception Bay Chinlock by Lloyd Rees. We go to Patrick Kidd getting fire thrown in his eyes. Now we see Simply Beautiful and Dez Carter brawling. DX is shown with a background of steel mesh behind them. Bickle and Evan is shown battling with security breaking them up. Then these words are shown: NAPW HOSTILE HANGOVER 2006 JOSH REYNOLDS: We have packed The Arena in Medicine Hat...with over THREE THOUSAND LOYAL FANS!! and tonight is a special DVD taping. As you can see the Royal Cage is already up and that is our opening match. The guys have been here since the NAIT Athletic Center, in Edmonton opened it's doors to a new Indy Federation last Halloween. They are the most successful tag team in NAPW history. They are Stylin. They are Beast. They are The New and Improved DX. They go into night, a mere Twenty days away from NAPW's Anniversary Show, to face another grand challenge. They've won ladder matches, they've beat the best. But never before have they entered into THE ROYAL CAGE. Two guys, who insiders say remind them of DX of a year ago. They've earned another shot at the titles and made it on their own terms. Can DX survive the Royal Cage? Or will The Royal Foundation go down once again to the "Man With Blood" on his hands, and his Beastly partner? FRANK WARBURTON: The opening contest is for the NAPW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP, and will be a ROYAL CAGE MATCH. To win a team member must capture the TAG TEAM TITLES. The Royal Cage is an ominous structure, with it's domed roof, allowing for no escape. The NAPW Tag Titles hang over the ring. To win, one man must climb the ladder to retrieve them. The cage is already set up and we hear "Royal Foundation" by AkForty. Thomas Young and Prince Darko enter The Arena in Medicine Hat, to Three thousand people booing the hell out of them. They enter the cage as Frank does his duties. FRANK WARBURTON: Introducing first, the challengers. They come in at a combined weight of Four hundred Fifty-Five pounds, THOMAS YOUNG, PRINCE DARKO, COLLECTIVELY KNOWN AS THE ROYYYALLL FOUNDAAAATIOON!!! "LOW" and the place comes unglued. The old stomping grounds revisited and DX is the fan favorites, no doubt. They look at the structure and take off there gold on the outside of the ring. FRANK WARBURTON: And their opponents, weighing in tonight at Five hundred Twenty Seven Pounds, the current, reigning and defending NAPW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: THE NEW AND IMPROVED! DEEEEE XXXXXX!!! The Royal Foundation of Prince Darko and Thomas Young stand in the ring, ready for the champs. Stylin' Kyle Roberts and Bruce "The Beast" Richards take a moment to survey the madness that awaits them and keep in mind the ladders and tables haven't even been brought out yet! then rush into the cage, eager to make this a quick match. Young and Darko are quick to meet the champs, and punches are thrown as referee Dick Kiebiech calls for the bell. D-X's manager Bill Fleming shouts encouragement from ringside. Young and Richards wind up tangled in the ropes, as Roberts tries to throw Darko into the cage. Darko reverses, but Stylin' Kyle manages to stop himself from smashing into the metal. Roberts doesn't have time to feel proud of himself, as Darko boots him in the face. Meanwhile "The Beast" has gained the upper hand on Young, and slams the challenger to the mat. Now Richards is looking for something... and he finds it. A steel chair. Simple. Classic. And now being driven into Young's throat! "The Beast" choking out Young with the edge of the chair... and Darko races in to save his partner. A swift kick to Richards' back, and the choke is broken. Stylin' Kyle back in the ring, and he has another chair! He swings with a gusto, but the Royals duck. And Kiebiech ducks as well, since Roberts is getting a bit over zealous. Richards grabs the chair away from Kyle, and points him towards Young and Darko, who are using the momentary distraction retrieve a ladder! They try to slide it into the ring, but Roberts with a baseball slide, knocking the ladder into the Royal Foundation! And now Richards comes running and Plancha onto the Royal Foundation! And the ladder! With three men down, Roberts decides to capitalize! He grabs the ladder, gets it into the ring, and sets it up under the belts. He starts the long climb, but Young has just enough to get back in and drag Roberts down! Young and Roberts trade blows, neither man backing down, until Young plants his foot right in Roberts' junk! Stylin' Kyle sinks to the mat as Young grabs the ladder and slams it into the small of Roberts' back! Roberts yells in pain, as Young slams it down again! Darko and Richards fight on the outside, as Young props up the ladder in the corner. He whips Roberts in... no! Roberts runs up three rungs of the ladder and moon-saults onto Young! Meanwhile Richards tries to slap the claw on Darko, but Darko fights the hold, and drop toe holds Richards into the cage! Darko slides into the ring to help out Young, as Roberts is going for the belts! A forearm to the kidneys stops Roberts' progress , then Darko slaps on the Monarchy! Roberts is down and hurt, and the Royal Foundation are going to make the climb for the gold! Young works his way up! Roberts is having trouble getting to his feet, but Richards recovers enough to slide in and pushes the ladder over! Young crashes onto the ropes, and gets his legs tangled! Darko is torn, as his partner needs help, but Richards is going for the belts! Darko makes the hard decision and goes after Richards. Both men climb for the gold! They get to the top of the ladder, and start trading punches, trying to knock the other man off! Richards seems to be getting the better of things, he throws another punch... and Darko moves his head, catches Richards wrist, and arm drags him off the ladder! Both men crash to the mat! Roberts is on his feet but groggy, and Young has finally freed him self from the ropes and rolls to the floor! And now there is a bit of commotion among the fans... Roberts has slapped the Bear Tamer on Darko, but ... someone is making his way through the crowd towards ringside... Coach Gordon Jago. He has a serious look in his eyes, and he has a single minded purpose of getting to the cage. Neither member of D-X has noticed Jago yet, but Thomas Young has. And the Coach just slipped something to Thomas Young! Young slides back into the ring and NAILS Roberts with a punch. Roberts goes down... Jago slipped Thomas Young Brass Knuckles! Richards starts yelling at Jago, but he too gets nailed by Young! Bill Fleming is now racing over to confront Coach Jago, who takes off through the crowd, but the damage may already be done... No, wait, Young punches Roberts again, and the blood is starting to flow from the Stylin' One's forehead. Darko has a sleeper on Richards, trying to knock the big man out, so there'll be no stopping their attempt to climb the ladder! The fans boo heartily, as they smell a screw job. Young tosses Stylin Kyle outside, then drives him into the cage! The cut on Roberts forehead opens a bit more. ... then even more as Young grinds Kyle's face against the cage. Richards looks to be nearly out in the ring, and Darko releases the hold, ready to make the climb... Bill Fleming is almost screaming at Bruce Richards to wake up! The fans are stamping their feet, yelling, and Richards starts to stir. He gets to all fours just as the dazed Darko gets to the top of the ladder. He has his fingers on the belts, he's close enough to grasp them... but then the ladder starts to shake. Bruce Richards is up, and he's shaking the ladder! Thomas Young jumps on Richards and pulls him away! The two men start trading punches, Richards trying to break away, Young trying to hold him back. What neither man notices is that a bloody Kyle Roberts has climbed to the top rope! Body press onto Young and Richards! All three men fall back ONTO THE LADDER! The ladder tips over! Darko crashes all the way to the floor! The fans go crazy! Roberts gets up first, a crazed look on his bloody face! He slides out of the ring, looking underneath, he pulls out a table! He slides it into the ring and sets it up. Richards drags Young to his feet and plants him onto the table! Roberts sets up the ladder, and he's climbing. But he's not after the belts yet. He's not normally a high risk wrestler, but this is not an ordinary night. The fans are on their feet as they anticipate... HUGE SPLASH BY ROBERTS! The table is in splinters! Young is out! Roberts is rolling around in pain! Darko is on his feet, but not for long, as Richards dives through the ropes to crash Darko into the cage! Darko is hurt and bleeding! Roberts is on his feet, and goes to the ladder! Slowly he climbs, trying to keep his balance! Finally he makes it to the top! He gets his footing, reaches out! Young is crawling over to the ladder, but it's too late, as Roberts pulls the belts free! Kiebiech calls for the bell, and the New And Improved D-X have not only retained the titles, but beaten the Royal Foundation at their own match! Jeff James runs out and is trying to get in the cage. He has keys to it. He is coming in there and trying to lock it, but BRIAN BRUNO IS RUNNING DOWN. He stops Jeff knocking him back. The cage is being lifted up and Jeff runs away. Bruno sees Darko and BRUNO BOMBER ON DARKO. Bruno yells something about "PAYBACK". This place is a mess as Bruno helps Kyle and Bruce up. FRANK WARBURTON: The winners of the match and STILL NAPW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, THE NEW AND IMPROVED DEEEEEE!!! XXXXXX!!!
FRANK WARBURTON: The following contest will be fought under PURE HONOR RULES!! "Hold On! I'm Coming" and here he comes. A chorus of heartfelt boos reign down on the former Tag Team, and former Provincial Champ: "Perfection" Evan Cartwright. Perfect in his first two contests back from his sabbatical, Evan has challenged the former Kiniski Cup Champ to a Pure Honor showdown. Evan looks cockier than ever. He slides into the ring ready to go. FRANK WARBURTON: Introducing first weighing in at Two Hundred Twenty One and Three Quarter pounds, fighting out of Cairo, Illinois: PEEERRRFFECTIIOON! EVAN! CARRRRTTWRIIIGGHTTT! We now hear Broken Social Scene playing "Ibi Dreams of Pavement", and Mr. Maps leads Patrick Bickle to the ring. The fans are standing in Medicine Hat tonight, a crowd of over Three thousand have this place shaking. Bickle is stone cold to the world around him. He enters the ring and stares at Evan. FRANK WARBURTON: His opponent is accompanied by Mr. Maps BS hails from New York City. He weighs in tonight at One hundred Seventy-Six pounds, this is: PAAAAATRIICK BIIIIIICCKKLLE!!! Patrick Bickle and Evan go nose to nose. They shake hands. Andrew Uruburu signals for the bell and this match is on. Evan quickly slaps the taste out of Bickle's mouth as soon as the bell is heard. Evan then executes an absolute PERFECT dropkick, flooring Patrick. Evan wastes no time working on the back of Bickle with some vicious knee shots. Evan taunts the crowd some, and then applies a half crab placing a knee on the back of Bickle. Bickle is in pain, but is also very close to the ropes. Patrick Bickle has used his first rope break. Evan smiles a tad, knowing that Bickle has lost one of three precious rope breaks. Evan goes for a stiff kick as Bickle rises, but Bickle blocks and wait... ENZIRURI from Cartwright. Bickle is down again. Evan goes for the pin. One Two Thr.. Kickout by Bickle. Evan smashes his forearm into the face of Bickle, but misses. Bickle grabs the arm and Fujiwara arm-bar has Evan in pain. Evan scrambles to the ropes, and... Evan Cartwright has used his first rope break. The hell these two are going through now, will only get worse later tonight in Battlebowl. They both get up and face off again. Evan wants to go for a test of strength. The crowd cheers Bickle on. Bickle and Evan lock knuckles, and Bickle outsmarts him dropping down to the mat, kicking and flipping Evan over top of him. He pulled out a great Rey Jr. move there. Evan seems to have the wind knock out of him. Bickle with a pin. One Two NO! Evan Cartwright has used his second rope break. Bickle goes for a cross arm-breaker. Evan makes a lock with his hands and stops it. Bickle gives up on that move. Bickle stands up and allows Evan to rise. Bickle comes into lock up and receives THE PERFECT UPPERCUT. Evan kicks the stunned Bickle with a sit-out power-bomb with a pin. One...Two...Thr, No. Bickle brings the calf of his leg in contact with Evan's head. He slides up, hooking Evan's legs. One...Two.. EVAN BRIDGES OUT. Evan turns it into a backslide. One...Two.. NO! Bickle gets out. Evan and Bickle stand off as the crowd goes crazy. The pause in a rarely seen show of support of technical wrestling. Medicine Hat is getting it full force with this match. Evan and Bickle circle each other. Bickle shoots for a leg. Evan side steps it, then boots the back of Bickle's head like a hired gun of the Medicine Hat Maffia. Oh yeah Gastown has a maffia... It's real... IT'S DAMN REAL... DON'T MESS WITH THE GUYS IN TEAL. Back to action after some rhyming. Evan with a picture "Perfect" japanese arm-drag. He the applies an arm bar of sorts. That gets stopped short with a closed fist. Patrick Bickle receives a warning for the desperation shot. Bickle does take control though. He has Evan primed and ready for the STF. He centers him in the ring too. Evan is screaming in pain. He only has the one rope break left. He is crawling inch by inch. Bickle has locked on tight. Evan still needs a good three feet to reach it. Evan crawls a little more. The hand is wanting to tap. The pride won't let him. He has to be thinking of Battle Bowl too. Bickle squeezes it on tight. Cartwright with one last effort... Evan Cartwright has used his final rope break. Bickle doesn't seemed phased. He is still very much in control of this match. He grabs the right leg of Evan and slams into the mat. Bickle is getting vicious. He kicks the knee hard. He is locking his legs with Evan's. This looks like the beginnings of the Indian Deathlock. He turns it over and it's on full fledge. Bickle is dissecting Evan Cartwright's body like a middle schooler with a dead frog. Evan is taking in stride. He turns his body and they both are in the ropes. Andrew Uruburu is breaking the hold. Patrick Bickle has used his second rope break. Bickle doesn't understand. He had the move on Evan, but he broke it. Bickle is trying to tell the Andrew he messed up. Evan is telling him that the move was reversed and that he was right in breaking it up. Andrew listens to Bickle, and... Patrick Bickle has been given his second rope break back. Cartwright is furious but is out of the move. Bickle nails Evan with a dropkick. Evan is trying to get up. Bickle come at him and SAMBO SUPLEX. Evan with the cover. One Two THRE- No cigar. Bickle with a shoulder up. Evan is back on his feet followed by Bickle. Evan with the roaring elbow WAIT NO! Bickle catches the elbow and arm wringer on Evan. Evan uses great athleticism and flips forward, and takes Bickle down with a short clothesline. Bickle trips Evan down. He goes for Evan's leg. Evan is kicking him away. Bickle gets up and tries again at the leg. This is a UFC style stand off with Evan in the guard, Bickle standing ready to strike. Bickle goes in and INSIDE CRADLE BY EVAN. One Two Bickle rolls Evan to his back. Uruburu with the count. One Two Three! Evan can't believe it. A great technical match and it's all over. Patrick has won yet another match. Evan Cartwright gave his all, and still has an opportunity to win more than just a match later in Battle Bowl. The only problem... Patrick Bickle will be in his way again. They shake hands and both exit the ring.
Kill Radio is piped through the speakers, as both Krusty Kid Paul and Dextro enter to a chorus of boos. FRANK WARBURTON: This is a ten-mag tag match, and it's scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first, weighing in at a combined weight of Four hundred Seventy-Five pounds, hailing from the Sexy Adorable Drunks' Crib, KRUUUSSTY KIIDD PAAUUL AND DEEEEXXXTROOO!! "MEDICINE HAT DOESN'T DESERVE US!" The crowd boos as Rod Hardway, "Durty" Dutch Flanagan, and "The Moose" Mark Millar come out with a microphone. FRANK WARBURTON: And their tag team partners, weighing in at a combi- ROD HARDWAY: Hey, Warburton, get your bitch ass out of the ring before we take you down! Frank Warburton slides out as Stiff Competition, now with more Moose, enters the ring. DUTCH FLANAGAN: Hey, slapasses! Get out here now as I introduce you! AND OUR OPPONENTS! The sorriest, saddest sons of bitches you'll ever see! As the Doors' "The End" plays, the crowd goes wild. But the other team isn't coming through the entrance. Dextro, KKP, Rod and Moose are biding their time. DUTCH FLANAGAN: Weighing in at not worth our time, they are- Dutch is floored by a powerful clothesline by Al Thoes from behind and drops the mic. It's The Celtic Assassins, coming from the crowd! North Gunderson from the left, and he gets the jump on Krusty Kid Paul. Big Bad Brian Bruno and David Banks from the right, double teaming Millar! And Bobby O'Brady squaring off mano-a-mano with Hardway! It's utter chaos and the fans are going bonkers! The referee, one Anthony Uruburu, is trying to bring order to this pier six brawl. Dextro throws David Banks out of the ring with a belly-to-belly suplex. North T. Gunderson with a superkick to the jaw of the Moose, and the Moose falls through the ropes. The Celtic Assassins and Stiff Competition, trading lefts and right for more lefts and rights! KKP crying out in pain as Brian Bruno squeezes the life out of him with a bear hug. Uruburu manages to get control of the situation, leaving Bobby O'Brady and Rod Hardway in the ring. Everyone else is getting to their respective corners, with the help of some road agents. O'Brady, Hardway, two of the biggest men on the NAPW roster, are backhanding each other, to the "Wooooo"s of the crowd. Hardway, with a HUGE chop, leaves a welt on the chest of Bobby. O'Brady felt that one, and Rod follows up with another monster of a chop. And another. Bobby is forced back into his corner, and a blind tag by...North Gunderson? Is he insane? Rod Hardway is twice his weight! Hardway looks at his new opponent and chuckles. North hits the ropes and runs back, hoping to use momentum to get the giant down. He runs face first into the chest of Hardway, who doesn't move an inch. North tries again, but instead of trying to bowl him over, launches into a dropkick. And Hardway moves back a step, but is still on his feet. North starts stomping around the ring, getting enough energy as the crowd clap with each stomp. He hits the ropes a third time, runs at Rod and FLIES with a crossbody. And Rod just grabs North and it's fall-away slam time! Shades of Bradshaw! North rolls out of the ring, and there's Al Thoes to help him back in. Gunderson tags in Brian Bruno, and Bruno is not afraid of Hardway. They grapple, and Hardway is able to pick up Bruno in a double hand choke. But from behind, it's Gunderson with a chop block to the back of Rod's leg, and Rod falls hard, with Bruno on top of him. Bruno knows a good thing when he sees it, and starts working the leg of the big man. Rod's shouting out in pain as Bruno contorts his legs into the El Destructo. Bruno's pulling back for all he's worth, when from behind, KKP breaks the submission by kicking Bruno in the back of the head. Uruburu tries to corral Paul back to the corner, but Millar drops to the concrete and pulls Bruno out under the bottom rope. Flanagan and Millar lay boots to Brian Bruno as Uruburu gets KKP back to the corner. Hardway tags in Dextro. The bad guys push a beaten Bruno back in for Dextro to pick up the pieces. Fisherman's suplex from Dextro gets a two-count. Bruno crawls back to his side of the ring, but Dextro's locking in a front headlock. It doesn't matter, though, as Bruno's willing to take both of them to the corner, piggybacking Dex. He tags in David Banks. Banks pulls Dextro off Bruno, and locks up. Snap suplex by Banks. Dex is dizzy, David Banks with a somersault leg drop to keep Dex on the mat. Banks gets the Anklelock on Dextro, and they're far from Dextro's corner. Dex is writhing in pain, but here comes Flanagan with a dropkick to the head of Banks. David Banks rolls under the rope to the ground, as Flanagan pulls Dex to their corner and tags himself in. Flanagan goes to the outside to meet with Banks, and a DDT to the floor! My god! Banks is a ragdoll, as Flanagan pushes him back into the ring. A cover. One. Two. A kick to Dutch's head by Al Thoes breaks it up. Banks manages to crawl to thecorner, and tags in Gunderson, who is about to pick up Flanagan when Thoes asks for the tag. Gunderson smiles and tags him in. Powerbomb! Ouch! Powerslam! Ooooh! Power chinlock? Okay. Dutch is in dire need of help. Thoes picks up Dutch, and motions at O'Brady to hit the ropes. Is it? A Celtic Crusher! Flanagan is dropped to the mat, and the pinfall's all but over now. One. Two. Boot from Moose! Hardway's in there too, both men going toe to toe with the Assassins. All hell breaks loose as Dextro and KKP pull North into the ring. HANGOVER SPIKE DDT! And North's out cold! Bruno and Banks rush in to help their partner. Bruno gives Dex a Bruno Bomber! Millar is able to pick Thoes up somehow, and it's a Roughneck! Bodies strewn everywhere! Uruburu trying desperately to restore order. Running clothesline by the Moose sends both he and Bobby O'Brady out of the ring. Hardway goes out after them, giving Moose an advantage on the Celt. KKP, aware of who the legal man is, pulls Flanagan towards his corner and tags in. KKP runs to the corner, where Al Thoes is not looking good. KKP picks up Thoes, and David Banks makes a blind tag behind Paul's back. Tree of Woe to Thoes. Crack Rock Steady! But Uruburu starts the five count for Paul to break the hold. Paul shrugs at five, drops the hold, and goes for the pin cover. But Uruburu won't count. Paul argues with the ref, and Anthony Uruburu tries to explain his reasons. David Banks to the top rope. Paul turns around, disgusted with the ref, and Banks flies with a crossbody! Pinfall. One! Two! THREE! David Banks has won this match! KKP is shocked! As the bell sounds, and Frank Warburton shouts into the mic, Moose and Hardway look around, mouths agape. FRANK WARBURTON: The winner of this ten-man tag match, by pinfall! DAAAAAVIIID BAAAANKSSS, NORRRTH T. GUNDEEEERRRSONNN, BRIIIIAAN BRRUNOO, AND THE CELTIC ASSSSAAAASSSINNNS!! David celebrates and slides under the rope as Rod and Moose run back in. Gunderson, Thoes, and Bruno help O'Brady up as the five men walk to the back with Banks, slapping him on the back for a job well done. Hardway confronts KKP in the middle of the ring. "What the hell was that? You let the newbie pin you?" Hardway slaps KKP. KKP glares at Rod and turns around, only to get a clubbing blow to the back of the head. Both men laying the boots to KKP. Dextro tries to stop them, but Hardway picks him up for a Hardway Slam. Moose grabs KKP and throws him into the corner. Alice In Chains blasts over the system as Tommy Deathrow hits the stage. He's got a match later on tonight against Kidd, but he's there to help his friends, apparently. Deathrow rushes the ring and pulls Moose off of Dextro. He gets in the face of Rod Hardway, who smirks. Hardway takes a step back from the Superstar, though, raising his hands in a "no harm, no foul" gesture as Deathrow gets Krusty Kid Paul and Dextro out of that ring, walking them both up the ramp backwards, not keeping his eyes off the Stiff Competition member in the middle of the ring.
FRANK WARBURTON: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the NAPW TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP! "Farther Away" introduces the crowd to the last man to hold the TV title before Yellow Chicken, Jeff James. The crowd instantly reigns down boos on the Royal Foundation member as he heads down to the ring, Mr. Saki in tow. James steps through the ring ropes and walks to his corner, raising a single arm. "Next champ, right here!" he tells the crowd. FRANK WARBURTON: Introducing first, the challenger. From Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at Two hundred and Five pounds, he is the former Television Champion, JEFF! JAAAAMESS! BA KAWK! "The Chicken Song" plays and the fans go banana sandwich! Out steps the Yellow Chicken, TV Title belt strapped firmly around his waist. He's all smiles as he slaps five with the fans on his way down to the ring! FRANK WARBURTON: And his opponent, he is the NAPW Television Champion, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at Two hundred and Sixty-Five pounds, The YELOOOOWWWW CHIIICKENNN! Here we go, TV strap on the line! The two size each other up, and James initiates a tie-up, quickly ducking around and positioning himself behind Yellow Chicken. School Boy! ONE! TWO! ALMOST! James almost took the title in mere seconds! Both men are back up and Yellow Chicken is all over the smaller James, pounding away with forearms and stiff elbows. Standing Moonsault, converted effortlessly into a Double Knee Drop by Thomas Young's baby brother! James looks around now for something to bounce off of, and finds the second rope...Springboard corkscrew! CAUGHT by Yellow Chicken! Fall-away slam! James bounces off the mat and rolls to the outside. Referee John Sharplin begins his count, and Yellow Chicken waits for his opponent to re-enter. After a quick strategy session with Saki, James rolls back into the ring. Right into a deep arm drag, followed by a standing splash! Yellow Chicken has control now, and looks to keep the aerial assassin that is Jeff James on the ground. Fujiwara arm-bar is applied, putting some stiff pressure on James' elbow and to an extent his shoulder, the main target of Yellow Chicken's Cross-face. James is trying to push Yellow Chicken off, but to no avail! Finally he hooks a toe under the bottom rope, apparently inadvertently in his attempt to scramble away, and Sharplin breaks the hold. James takes the initiative to hit a spinning heel kick once he's to his feet, and Yellow Chicken falls back ass over tea kettle to the opposite ropes. And it's where Saki lays into him with a big right hand! Well, a small right. It is Saki after all. Sharplin catches him in the act! "You're outta here! Get the hell to the back, you're banned from ringside!" SHARPLIN TOSSES SAKI, and Jeff James is IRATE! Saki heads to the back as James goes to work on Yellow Chicken. Hurracanrana! Jericho-style senton splash! Standing moonsault! James is reeling off offense like a machine, and wants a cover! ONE! TWO! KICK-OUT! Chicken isn't giving up his title that easily! He's back up and the crowd is behind him now! Big rights and lefts from Chicken, James has no answer! Irish whip, running knee lift! Yellow Chicken calls for the Cross-face, he's got his man in position! He applies the hold in a standing position... JAMES SLIPS OUT as he wrestles him to the ground, and nails a leg sweep to buy himself some time! Yellow Chicken stumbles over to the ring ropes, and James smells blood in the water! He flies over to the opposite ring ropes, past Yellow Chicken, and uses the ropes as a slingshot! DROPKICK right to the kisser, and Yellow Chicken does a flip from the impact. It looks to be all James, here he comes in hot pursuit, but a wily Yellow Chicken was playing possum. Fireman's carry to James! Knee drop right to the shoulder. Once more! And another! Chicken really wants to work over that shoulder, and pound James down on the mat. Keeping him trapped in close quarters negates any high powered offense he can throw at him. Yellow Chicken puts a knee to James' shoulder, his body facing down, and pulls the arm up! He wrenches at it for some time, before releasing the hold. Scoop and a slam, and an elbow drop off the ropes. Yellow Chicken has taken control back in this one. He scoops up a dazed Jeff James and pile-drives him! Cover! ONE! TWO! SHOULDER! Yellow Chicken needs to do more damage first, and knows just what the doctor ordered! COCK OF THE WALK! NO! James counters, sending Yellow Chicken sailing by overhead! He lands awkwardly on his head and neck and lies on the mat, still and silent! Both men are down, but James is dragging himself up with the ropes as help. He gets to his feet first and dashes forward for a cross-body! Yellow Chicken catches him, but the momentum sends both men tumbling! Yellow Chicken has him in a pinning predicament! ONE! TWO! SO CLOSE! Look out now, James rolls over and has Yellow Chicken in a small package! ONE! TWO! YELLOW CHICKEN POWERS OUT! The fans are on their feet here, these guys are busting their butts out there! Yellow Chicken with a clothesline, he misses! Snap suplex! Running on adrenalin, he gets up and hits a spine-buster! James nips up and CRESCENT KICK to Yellow Chicken's chest! He's tumbling down, James moves behind him! Hangman's neck-breaker...Yellow Chicken slipped out! He pushes James forward, and follows in with a Clothesline that takes both men over and out to the floor. Sharplin starts his count as the two men gather themselves on the floor. Yellow Chicken is up first, but James with a low blow! He's trying to pile-drive the TV champion onto the arena floor! Countered into a Back Body Drop! Owieee! James is writing in pain, grabbing at that lower back. The count is at 7, and Yellow Chicken rolls in and back out to reset it. He picks up James in a front waist-lock, and charges at the ring post! Could it be a one-man manwich! YES SIR! James is in pain, but something deep down gets him back to his feet. An exhausted Yellow Chicken gets caught with a shot to the chops, and gets his head slammed into the post! BLOOD! The Television Champ is busted wide open! James rolls him back in and quickly follows, cover with a hook of the leg! ONE!.....TWO!.....KICKOUT! James can't believe it, he had this title won! He flies off the ropes, and hits a picture perfect Asai moonsault! RIGHT ONTO THE MAT, as Yellow Chicken ROLLED AWAY! The air flies out of James' lungs, and both men are out once more. Sharplin has no choice but to count! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! Yellow Chicken is pulling himself up now, and James is on his feet, but wobbling! SIX! SEVEN! BOTH MEN ARE UP! Yellow Chicken throws a clothesline at James, but it's ducked! JAMES EFFECT! HOLY MOLEY! WE'RE GONNA HAVE A NEW CHAMP RIGHT HERE! But James is too weak to cover! Sharplin with another count, both men are down! The count hits eight, and James finally gets to his feet. He picks up his foe and drives an elbow to his back, followed by several hard forearm shots. Yellow Chicken grabs at his leg, and yanks him down to the mat! He stands up, and right behind him is James! Whoa baby, another JAMES EFFECT! NO, it's countered! 11:52! WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?!? COVER! ONE! TWO! NO! James kicks out! My God, neither one of these guys wants to lose! It's anyone's match, who wants it more? Yellow Chicken is up, but he's hurting all over! James behind him, sleeper? NO! He takes a page out of D!'s book! NYQUIL DRIVER! James sees the title in his grasp, and he wills his way up to the top turnbuckle. He's gonna fly! SHOOTING STAR LEG DROP! ONE! TWO! KICK-OUT! Mother of GOD, what do these men have to do to each other to get a win? Both men are exhausted, and both have kicked out of each other's finishers. The first man up just might win this thing, and this time it's James! He's all over the place, and somewhere in the mle he must have gotten cut or opened up an old one, his face is now a CRIMSON MASK! Yellow Chicken stumbles to his feet and the two square off, starting over from scratch in this instant classic TV title match! James takes a swing at Yellow Chicken! He misses! Yellow Chicken GRABS HIS ARM, and drags him down to the mat! CROSS-FACE CHICKEN-WING! James is screaming in pain, but he won't tap! He's tapped out to this move before, where is he finding the strength to not give up? Yellow Chicken PECKS AT HIM, wrenches back, but Jeff James just yells "NO! NO! NO!" And then the referee calls for the bell! What gives? He didn't tap! Yellow Chicken breaks his hold and rolls over onto his back, exhausted beyond belief. Lying right next to him is Jeff James, rolling around in pain. The match was stopped for some reason, we're not sure why, here's the official word form Frank Warburton. FRANK WARBURTON: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match has been ruled a TIME LIMIT DRAW! Therefore, the title does NOT change hands, and the Yellow Chicken is STILL the NAPW Television Champion! The NAPW rulebook clearly states that Television title matches will be held to fifteen minutes, and this match hit fifteen right in the middle of Yellow Chicken's Cross-face! The crowd gives both competitors a standing ovation, as each man miraculously walks out on out his own power.
JOSH: So Rees, What do you predict the fall count will be? REES: T'night... I walk in da champ (holds his Provincial belt high) and... Stiff Competition walks up on the interview. ROD: We might have lost our tag match, because of the druggie and the drunk... but tonight STIFF COMPETITION WILL BE GETTING CLOSER TO THAT HEAVYWEIGHT GOLD. Battlebowl is two matches away and IF you beat Edmonton's Emo Kid... Just know that a meeting with STIFF COMPETITION IS GOING TO HAPPEN. Back to action.
*Screen shows Deathrow throw the fire in the eyes of Outlaw Patrick Kidd.* Fire sees no color, no race, no creed. It's blind and only wants to spread and destroy. Kidd was blind but is recovered. Tommy wants to finish the job he started two weeks ago, by spreading more destruction. Fire will go off around the ring, and this match will not end until one man is ON FIRE! Hell hath no fury like an "Outlaw" scorned, and a "Superstar" that would make the Devil himself flinch. The first ever NAPW Inferno match... will blaze it's way to NAPW history. About a dozen members of the Medicine Hat Local Fire Department make their way to ring side with fire extinguishers. The fireman surround the ring to prevent from any accident or the fire getting out of hand as the NAPW ring crew set up a contraption around the ring that sits between the bottom and middle rope on the outside of the ring. When turned on the tech will control the flow of kerosene to the contraption which can produce a wall of fire around the ring any where from two to six feet depending on the flow of kerosene. NAPW ring crew encourages the people in the front rows to stay back in their seats as temperatures from the flames can get very hot. The ring crew makes their way to the back as Frank Warburton decides not to get in the ring to announce the match, but instead stands off to the side of the ring next to two firemen. FRANK WARBURTON: The following match is the first INFERNO match in NAPW history and has no time limit and THERE MUST BE A WINNER! "Man in the box" by Alice in Chains plays as a shirt-less Superstar makes his way to the ring receiving a chorus of boos from the fans. Tommy eyes up the fire contraption around the ring as he climbs up the steps and walks to the center of the ring and looking around for the ref before realizing that the two refs, Dick Kiebiech and John Sharplin, will be on the outside of the ring for this bout. FRANK WARBURTON: Introducing first from St. Paul, Minnesota, weighing in at Two hundred Fifty Four pounds, the SUPERSTAARRR TOMMMYYY DEATHROOOWW!!. "Rebirth" by Boy Hits Car plays and Kidd makes his way to the ring getting some cheers from the fans. Kidd is also shirt-less and is wearing black tights instead of his usual blue jeans, and looks like he just took a shower with his clothes on. His hair is wet but pulled back and wrapped up in a bun; the casual observer can tell he has been in this situation before. Kidd gets to the ring and climbs inside and looks over at Tommy and then out at the fire contraption. The two men walk to the center of the ring and stare down as the bell rings signaling the match has started. FRANK WARBURTON: His opponent from Patterson, New Jersey, weighing in at Two hundred Forty Eight pounds the OUTLAAAWW PATRICK KIIIIDDD!! They look to the sides of the ring and a loud boom can be heard as the flames come up on all sides to about 6 feet tall before being cut down to about four foot. Two cameras positioned above the ring attached to the bottom of the domed cage take in all the action since ringside camera men wouldn't be able to see past the flames. The crowd cheers as the flames ignite and the two men in the ring start exchanging punches. Tommy wastes not time and kicks Kidd in the stomach setting him up for a power-bomb. He gets reversed and Tommy gets back body dropped near the ropes as the flames go high. Tommy stares at them like a deer caught in headlights. Kidd pounces on Tommy. All that pent up aggression, the scar on his face, Tommy is getting punch after punch for it. Kidd is a mad man right now. STUN GUN, AS TOMMY SEES THE FLAMES FACE FIRST, AND THEN GETS SLAMMED INTO THE MAT. Kidd is going to try to wear Tommy out with. The Cattle Mutilation is being tried for, but Tommy stops him. Tommy grabs Kidd by the tights and pulls him to major gut shot. Tommy is on his feet and DOMINATOR ON KIDD. Tommy is still weary from the Stun Gun and picks Kidd up slowly. Kidd with a Swinging Neck-breaker out of nowhere. Both men are down. Tommy is pulling something out of his boot. This is shades of the fireball incident on Tuesday Night Fights. Kidd sees him and double boot Little Guido style to Mr. STD. The objects fly out of the ring. The flames fly up again, then settle at Four feet. Kidd uses Tommy's move against and picks Tommy up for a Falcon Arrow. Tommy is hurt and near the ropes trying to get up. Kidd comes at him and gets BACK BODY DROPPED OVER THE TOP,. WAIT! KIDD HANGS ON TO THE ROPES AND LANDS ON THE APRON! Tommy turns around and gets booted in the midsection. Kidd gets in the ring and Tommy charges and damn near decapitates Kidd with a Clothesline from Hell. This is close to hell as the building is hotter than Texas in July. Tommy applies the Camel Clutch to Kidd as Kidd is very much hurting. Tommy stops it and kicks Kidd in the back. He grabs Kidd and throws him towards the ropes, and turns around to gloat. Kidd showing skills of a veteran hangs on to the middle rope and stays away from the constantly up and down flames. He got close. Tommy turns around and CRIMSON TIDE ON TOMMY! NO! IT'S BLOCKED AND TOMMY WITH A MODIFIED NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX.. He smiles and rubs his body grotesquely. Tommy gets up picking Kidd up too. Kidd with a shot to Tommy's balls. CRIMSON TIDE ATTEMPT THAT CONNECTS! Kidd gets to his feet and wipes the sweat out of his face he crouches down waiting for Tommy to get to his feet, and when he does Kidd lunges forward with an old fashioned Cactus Jack clothesline sending both men over the top rope. Kidd lands with a THUD on the ringside floor the flames crackling as he flew over them, but not catching him on fire. Unfortunately when for STD, when Kidd clotheslined Deathrow over the ropes he spun around and got trapped in the ropes. The ropes tangled around his neck slowly suffocating him as his legs hang in the fire. Tommy kicks his legs trying to get away from the flames but the squirming just tightens the ropes around his neck. Tommy's legs catch on fire and the bell rings quickly to end the match. The attendant shuts off the kerosene as Dick Kiebiech, John Sharplin and the firemen are waiting to try and get Tommy free as the ropes choke the life out of him. The firemen quickly use the fire extinguishers to douse the flames on Tommy. Sharplin and a fireman run up the steps and into the ring to untangle Tommy from the ropes. Finally they are able to get him free and he collapses forward to the floor outside the ring where EMT'S check on him and quickly put him on a stretcher to take him to the back to see how much damage was done by the fire and getting caught in the ropes. Tommy is wheeled to the back. Kidd begins to stand... in the aisle, Tommy gets off the stretcher and crawls to the back, refusing to get wheeled out. He is hurt very, very badly but tries to make it to the curtain. EMT's carry him to the back. FRANK WARBURTON: Your Winner, OUTLAAAWW PATRICK KIIIIDDD!! Kidd raises his arm in the air as the crowd cheers, and he exits through the crowd.
FRANK WARBURTON: This match will be contested in PURE HONOR RULES.. And it is for the KINISKI CUP! "Stone Cold Crazy" by Queen begins to blast through the speakers as the Challenger makes his way to the entrance. The crowds only response..Jeers. He pays no attention and slowly makes his way to the ring, and slides in. Simply Beautiful has already lost once to Dez Carter! Will he regain his pride? FRANK WARBURTON: Introducing first, weighing in at Two hundred Thirty Five pounds...FROM Staten Island, New York.. The challenger SIMMMPPLYYY BEAUUUUTIFUULLL!! "Driver's High" by Larc En Ciel begins to play and the crowds Jeers are replaced with the cheering of fans as the Pure Honor Champion makes his way to the ring. Basking in the cheers seems to pump him up a bit as he slides into the ring looking Simply Beautiful in the eye before hitting the corner for a quick taunt. FRANK WARBURTON: Introducing his opponent! The KINISKI CUP Champion.. Weighing in at Two hundred and Forty Four pounds, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.. DEEEEZZ CAARRRRTTEEERR!! Simply Beautiful is an extravagant athlete, Dez Carter isn't a pushover as well. But in the first title match Simply Beautiful was only getting used to Pure Honor rules and wasn't sure if he had enough rope breaks. This time around I'm sure he knows the rules. Dez Carter hops off the second rope and walks to the middle of the ring to shake hands with Simply Beautiful, the two shake and are back to their respective corners. Morgan Smythe signals for the bell! This match is on! It starts off slow, the two engage in a collar elbow tie-up! Dez Carter getting the early advantage! Arm Wringer! Simply Beautiful stumbles forward holding his shoulder to try to remove the pain! Dez Carter goes to twist again! Simply Beautiful rolls forward! Up to his feet! Short-Arm Clothesline! Knocking Dez off his feet! He lifts him back up and ANOTHER clothesline. Simply Beautiful! Quick cover.. ONE!! TWO!! Kickout! Dez Carter rolls back onto his feet and a Hip Toss takes Simply Beautiful down! But it wasn't to hard of an attack and Simply Beautiful is up..quick! Simply Beautiful taunts Dez and Dez Charges! Simply Beautiful tries for a clothesline! Dez Ducks.. PALM STRIKE to the back of Simply Beautiful's head! Knocks him flat on his face! Dez leaps over Simply Beautiful and locks in a side headlock! Its in tight! But Simply Beautiful is quick to rise to his feet and BACK SUPLEX! He works over Dez into the PAINKILLER! His Fujiwara Armbar is latched in! Simply Beautiful with no intentions to let go! Dez Carter begins searching frantically for a way out! He tries to lift himself up.. But to no avail! Simply Beautiful puts his weight into the armbar and brings Dez back to the mat! Morgan kneels over to Dez and begins asking if he wants to quit! Dez yells "NO!" and EXPLODES! He lifts up with frightening speed and JUMPS for the ropes! Dez Carter has used his FIRST ropebreak. Unbelievable! Even in immense pain, Dez Carter is able to reach the ropes! He must have had an adrenaline rush! Simply Beautiful.. Slightly disappointed in having to release his hold. He raises Dez Carter to his feet and is met with a FOREARM to the gut! Dez Carter regains the advantage and KNEES Simply Beautiful HARD in his ribs! Simply Beautiful buckles forward from the knee and Dez with a VICIOUS TIGER DRIVER! He doesn't go for the pin though! He lifts Simply Beautiful to his feet and Irish Whips him into the ropes! FLAPJACK! by Dez Carter! Simply Beautiful connects face first with the mat and Dez Carter tries to finish the match early! He hooks Simply Beautifuls leg and.. ONE!! TWO!! SHOULDER UP! Simply Beautiful almost used a rope break but instead decided to take a risk and THROW his shoulder into the air! Dez Carter raises Simply Beautiful to his knees and delivers a MONSTROUS KICK to the chest of Simply Beautiful! It knocks the wind out of Simply Beautiful and sends him into the ropes! Dez Carter tries to take advantage of Simply Beautifuls rebound of the rope.. BACK BODY DROP!! KICK TO THE CHEST! Simply Beautiful makes sure not to fall for the move and delivers a painful kick to Dez's chest. Dez's upper body JERKS up from the impact and Simply Beautiful hits the ropes.. SPRINGBOARD ELBOW! Connects perfectly! Simply Beautiful hits the rope once again and RUNNING ELBOW DROP to the Chest of Dez Carter! Simply Beautiful initiates a cocky pin and Morgan makes the count! ONE!! Shoulder up! Simply Beautiful shifts his weight onto Dez's shoulders and Morgan makes another count! ONE!! TWO!! KICKOUT!! Simply Beautiful dons a disappointed look and lifts Dez to his feet. He initiates a grapple and lifts him up for a suplex! BUT HE CAN'T LIFT DEZ! Dez lands a BRUTAL Palm Strike into Simply Beautifuls midsection and SUPLEX! Dez Carter is merciless! He mounts Simply Beautiful and lands a flurry of palm strikes! He puts Simply Beautiful in a seated position and STRETCH PLUM! The agonizing submission is locked in! Simply Beautiful see's no avenue of escape! He struggles to break free but his attempts prove unsatisfactory! As Dez Carter refuses to let go of this HARSH submission! Dez Carter tightens the hold and Simply Beautiful begins jerking around violently trying to break free! His attempts are finally effective as Dez Carter is knocked back! Incredible show of will by Simply Beautiful. Dez Carter must be disappointed in his ineffective attempt making Simply Beautiful tap out. Simply Beautiful brings an assault upon Dez Carter! Simply Beautiful is letting out every attack in his arsenal. His assault begins using up his energy and his assault begins to slow down. This desperate assault to bring Dez Carter down shows to be futile ..WAIT CLOSED FIST BY SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL! Morgan Smythe issues a warning, but it brings Dez Carter to the floor and Simply Beautiful lifts Dez Carter to his feet, IMPACT DDT! Simply Beautiful signals it and hits the corner! NEW YORK NIGHTMARE! IT CONNECTS! The crowd goes wild as Simply Beautiful makes the cover. ONE!! TWO!! THRE..FOOT ON THE ROPE!! Simply Beautiful is shocked! He had the match in his hands! Dez Carter has used his SECOND rope break. Simply Beautiful stares coldly at Morgan Smythe before grabbing a handful of Dez Carters hair and delivers a blatant CLOSED FIST to Dez's temple! Morgan Smythe gives Simply Beautiful a disgusted look. Simply Beautiful has lost his FIRST rope break. Simply Beautiful laughs as if he has no care in the world and lifts his fist for another fist! He drives it down with great tenacity but ITS CAUGHT by Dez Carter who FLIPS him over! Dez Carter makes it to his feet and lifts Simply Beautiful to his feet, KNEE to the gut!! BURNING HAMMER! Simply Beautiful is OUT! Dez Carter jumps for the cover! ONE!! TWO!! SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL GRABS THE ROPE! Simply Beautiful has used his SECOND rope break. Dez Carter is shocked and lifts Simply Beautiful to his feet, DRAGON SUPLEX! But he's not done! He lifts him up.. TIGER DRIVER! He lifts him back up and FIERCE ELBOW TO THE TEMPLE! Simply Beautifuls head bobbles he hits crashes onto the mat! Dez Carter covers Simply Beautiful.. ONE!! TWO!! Foot on the rope! Simply Beautiful has used his FINAL rope break!! Oh no! Simply Beautiful is out of rope breaks! We can see a repeat of their last match if he isnt careful! Dez Carter lifts Simply Beautiful up in another attempt to finish the match but. ELBOW TO THE GUT! SPIN DOCTOR! Dez Carter is taken down but he's quick to be back on his feet.. DOUBLE UNDERHOOK POWERBOMB! Simply Beautiful has taken advantage once again! He covers! ONE!! TWO!! FOOT ON THE ROPE! Dez Carter has used his FINAL rope break! A smile grows on Simply Beautiful's face. He lfits Dez Carter to his feet.. KICK to the stomach by Dez! BURNING HAMMER! COUNTER!! Simply Beautiful spins behind Dez.. REAR NAKED CHOKE!! Simply Beautiful refusing to let go of the TORMENTING Rear Naked Choke! Dez struggles frantically in search of a way to get out! He begins throwing elbows at Simply Beautifuls mid-section but the attempt is futile! He's wasting valuable energy.. He grabs the nearby ropes! He's holding them tight shaking them as if he was a madman but he no longer has rope breaks! He's in the same position Simply Beautiful was in during their last encounter! He finally gives way and begins tapping out! Simply Beautiful releases the choke and smiles in celebration. FRANK WARBURTON: The Winner of this match.. and the NEW KINISKI CUP CHAMPION.. SIMMMPPLYYY BEAUUUUTIFUULLL!! The two shake hands and Simply Beautiful leaves the ring the champion.
SB: Yo, the former king of PURE HONOR!! Heralded as the best champion this cup has ever had... Well, I'm not scared of you.. and I'm going to offer you the first shot, since you barely beat Evan tonight. BICKLE: Pure Honor isn't my thing anymore... I'm going to win me a title shot...TONIGHT, and it's not for that... (pointing at the Kiniski Cup) D! walks through holding his belt, and Bickle points. BICKLE: I'm talking the BIG BELT!
The Hostile Hangover theme, "F**king Hostile" by Pantera, blares over the speakers of The Arena in Medicine Hat, Alberta. With Patrick Bickle and Rod Hardway already in the ring the remaining contestants in BATTLE BOWL begin to make their way to the ring. A very exhausted Yellow Chicken comes first holding the NAPW TV Title. Next, Jeff James and his brother Thomas Young come out from the backstage and walk the ramp, trying to get their heads back in the game. One half of the NAPW Tag Team Champions, "The Beast" Bruce Richards, drags his hurt ass to the ring after a tough fought battle inside the Royal Cage. Now, the only fresh man in the match, Ravager, runs to the ring. The bell rings as the last wrestler involved, "Perfection" Evan Cartwright hits the ring. Battle Bowl is under way. The action starts quick even though seven of the eight men in this match have already been in matches tonight. The fresh man, Ravager, wastes no time as he grabs the largest man in the match, Rod Hardway. Evan Cartwright and Patrick Bickle lock up for the second time tonight. The Royal Foundation member, Thomas Young locks up with Bruce Richards and in the far corner a rematch of sorts, as The Yellow Chicken and Jeff James, the TV Title match participants tangle. Cartwright throws Bickle to the corner hard and follows up with a running lariat. Ravager sees that Evan has a free hand and waves him over to help out with the downed big man in the match, Hardway. Now anyone that isn't tied up with other opponents are working over Stiff Competition's Rod Hardway. Kicks and punches fly at the big man from Ravager, Cartwright, Chicken, and Young, while Bickle, James, and Richards all try to get back to their feet. Friend and foe alike are lifting the big man to his feet and trying to put him over the top. Rod fights...James is behind Chicken and Bickle has Cartwright again...Ravager and Young still fighting with Hardway...Hardway battles like a champion, but to no avail... ROD HARDWAY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!! A smile comes across Ravager's face, but that is quickly wiped off by a stiff right hand from Young. Ravager fight's back with a right of his own. Young and Ravager exchanging blows, Young ducks Ravager's latest attempt, Ravager has his back to Thomas Young...YOUNG CUTTER ON RAVAGER!! Young notices his brother is in trouble with the NAPW Television. Young grabs Chicken from behind. The camera quickly refocuses on Cartwright and Bickle. Bickle is in control this time and he fires "Perfection" to the ropes, but he never reaches there because Richards catches him with a vicious clothesline, then proceeds to advance on Bickle. Bruce with a kick to the gut, followed by a hard DDT! Back to the brothers, Thomas and Jeff, as they are in complete control of The Yellow Chicken. Chicken is set up for a double back drop, but the brothers in arms have a different idea, Chicken flies over the top...THE YELLOW CHICKEN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!! Jeff James is leaning over the ropes, mocking The Yellow Chicken. Big brother is right behind him, shaking his head in disapproval. James turns to celebrate Chicken's elimination, but instead is met by a BIG BOOT!! THOMAS YOUNG HAS JUST ELIMINATED HIS BROTHER?!...JEFF JAMES HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!! James is pissed, with good reason, but Young has no time to argue now, as Bruce Richards grabs Young by the back of the head...PUMP-HANDLE SUPLEX THROW!! Young is nearly thrown out, but manages to hold on. Action switches to Bickle and Cartwright who have been at each others throats all night. Evan sends Patrick to the ropes, leapfrog by Bickle, rebounds off the ropes, a perfect drop kick by Cartwright drops Bickle to the mat. Evan pulls his man off the mat...WHEELBARROW SUPLEX...THE CARTWHEEL!! Submission not much good to Cartwright here, but it helps wear down Bickle. Cartwright breaks the hold and pulls Patrick to his feet once again. Set up for a vertical suplex...Blocked by Bickle, vertical of his own, right over the top rope..."PERFECTION" EVAN CARTWRIGHT HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!! Bickle has got the better of Cartwright twice tonight... Ravager now takes advantage of a distracted Bickle and attacks him quickly from behind. A release German suplex folds Bickle in half. Back to Young and Richards, their battle continues, fueled by the fire of The Royal Cage. Young is on top now and in complete control of "The Beast" now. Bruce hits the corner hard, force bounces him back toward Thomas, STO TAKE DOWN BY YOUNG!! Thomas Young signs to the crowd that this one is over for the Tag Champ. The crowd boos as Young sets Richards up for the BGS! BLOCKED!! Richard, skillfully, locks on the cobra clutch...COBRA CLUTCH BOMB!! Richards, a house of fire, pops back to his feet and throws Young over the top with ease...THOMAS YOUNG HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!! Three men remain; former Provincial and NAPW Champion, Ravager, former Pure Honor Champion, Patrick Bickle, and four time and present NAPW Tag Champion, "The Beast" Bruce Richards. All major titles are being represented with honor here, with current and former champions making it this far. Bickle is down and Ravager and Richards tie up. Ravager with a quick knee to the stomach of Bruce, Ravager looks to be looking for THE LAST RESORT...NAILS IT!! Richards is down! Ravager is in good shape here. Both of his opponents are down and he is definitely the freshest man in the bunch. Ravager turns his attention to the downed Bickle, but things don't go as Ravager has planned. Bickle nails Ravager with a stiff low blow. Bickle is up now and he's pointing to the top rope. Bickle is near the ropes, looks to be waiting to strike...WAIT A SEC!! Who's that heading to the ring? It's "Perfection" Evan Cartwright, but he's been eliminated already?! He's up on the apron, Bickle is distracted, tangling with Cartwright, oh no...PERFECT UPPER CUT!! Ravager is back to his feet now and has the dazed Patrick Bickle on his shoulders...BUSINESS IS BUSINESS!! Ravager's version of the muscle buster. Bickle is out! Ravager stands the stumbling Patrick against the ropes; hard clothesline carries Bickle over the top...PATRICK BICKLE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!! Ravager now turns to Richards while security come and pull Evan Cartwright off a downed Patrick Bickle, this rivalry is far from over. The two remaining men in the NAPW's first Battle bowl lock up. One of these men is going to win the Battle Bowl ring and get a NAPW Championship shot. Ravager takes advantage of Richards who is still trying to clear his head from The Last Resort and whips him to the ropes. Clothesline attempt by Richards is ducked by Ravager, return toward each other, Ravager quick to drop Bruce once again with running swinging neck breaker. Ravager off the opposite ropes, big knee drop! Ravager is running away with Battle bowl and he knows it! Ravager pulls "The Beast" to his feet, hard Irish whip to the corner, followed by a stiff boot to Richards face, who drops to the mat. The first NAPW Provincial Champion looks like he is about to end this and sets Richards on the top rope. It's time for Business is Business again...NO!! Bruce somehow managed to gather enough energy to deliver a stiff boot of his own which stagers the former NAPW Champion. Ravager quick to come back at Richards, but he nailed with a second boot, this once drops Ravager to the mat...DIVING MOON-SAULT!! NAILS HIS TARGET!! Bruce waist no time and continues the assault on the former two time Provincial Champion. Richard drags Ravager to the corner and hops on the top rope...THE HANGED MAN!! Ravager's squirming but it isn't going to help him. He is tapping but that is not going to end this match. The Tag Champion finally releases the hold and jumps down off the top. Ravager is slowly backing in the corner, hurting after the figure four from the top, pleading with Richards for a time out, but there are no time outs in wrestling. Backed into the corner, Ravager has no where to go...THUMB TO THE EYE!! Temporary blinded, "The Beast" staggers around the ring. Ravager ready to deliver the Northern Lights Suplex, elbow to the side of the head by Richards dazes Ravager, Bruce Richard picks Ravager up on his shoulders...The two men are close to the ropes...CHART ATTACK OVER THE TOP!!...RAVAGER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!! FRANK WARBURTON: The winner of BATTLE BOWL: THE BEAST BRUUUCCCEE RICHAAAARRRDSSS!! This one is over!! "The Beast" Bruce Richards has one the Battle bowl, the Battle bowl Ring, and a shot at the NAPW Championship. Stylin' Kyle Roberts hits the ring as The New & Improved D-X celebrate Richards win.
FRANK WARBURTON: The following contest is your HOSTILE HANGOVER MAIN EVENT!!! This match is for the NAPW Heavyweight Championship and will be a Thirty Minute Iron Man match... an THERE WILL BE A WINNER! The East Coast Sensation makes his way out as "Fighting 59" comes on. He has Ol' Salty with him and Ol' Salty is carrying the NAPW Provincial belt. The man that has won matches in almost anyway possible... Made Rex Caliber tap out. He ignores the loudest boos of the night, from well over three thousand fans are trying to rattle the man from Bell Island. He gets in the ring, as Ol' Salty takes his spot in the corner. Referee John Sharplin gives him some instructions. FRANK WARBURTON: The challenger is the current and longest reigning NAPW Provincial Champion. He weighed in tonight at Two hundred Forty-Seven pounds, and hails from Bell Island, Newfoundland... He is the EAST COAST SENNNSSATIION, THE LEMONDROP KID LLLLLOOOYYDDD REEEEEEESS!! RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES. The place is shaking from the fans. The place is rumbling as every man, woman and child are on their feet for the man, the legend...one letter said real loud....D! The champ is packing both belts, the NAPW one and the TEAM COC. He is ready to go and steps into the ring. FRANK WARBURTON: And now his opponent. Weighing in at Two hundred Ten pounds, from Edmonton, Alberta, the current Team Champion of Champions. The current reigning, defending and undisputed NAPW Heavyweight Champion... THE UNORTHODOX OLD SCHOOLER... D!!!!! Lloyd Rees makes a belt motion with his hands, telling D! that the belt is as good as his! D! just shakes his head no. Sharplin signals for the bell, and here we go! D! comes flying from his corner, there's a nicely executed hip toss! Rees rebounds and comes at D! connecting with a flying shoulder-block on the champ! He's on top and hammering at his skull with closed fists! Sharplin breaks it up, but Rees goes right back to work, grinding his forearm into D!'s face! He's yelling at D! to tap, but he is in the ropes! Sharplin breaks it up now and Rees finally gets off the champion. D! with a hip-toss...YES! D! drives an elbow down, right on The Lemondrop Kid's forehead! And now he's firing away on Rees' face! Furious rights from the champion, the Provincial champion is in trouble! Thumb to the eye! That oughta get D! off of him! Rees now takes has the upper hand. He lays a stiff boot into D!'s head. "Com'n, chump, get da hell up of y'er arse! Lemme smack dat stupid look off yer face!" Another boot! And a knee to the back! Rees picks D! up for a perfectly executed backbreaker, and holds him over his knee for a pose! And picks him up for another! D! crumples to that mat. Rees is stomping away again, giving D! some time to get up on his own...so he can NAIL with the Fresh Water Flip! All that weight corking through the air, our champion is in trouble! Rees is yelling at the crowd, and here come the boo birds! He's basking in it, but basking in it is never a good way to score a pin in an Ironman match for the NAPW Heavyweight title. It is, however, a GREAT away to turn around into a Roundhouse Punch! Make it two Roundhouse Punches! D! bounces off the ropes, Flying forearm smash! Out of the corner now, D! does his best Hulk Hogan impersonation on a prone Lloyd Rees! Atomic Leg Drop, and the fans are screaming for the Emo Kid! Rees is up, D! waiting behind him.. NYQUIL DRIVER? NO, Rees escapes and bails outside. But here comes the champ, over the top rope! Cross-body out onto the floor! Keep in mind pinfalls and submission only count inside the ring, but the pain still counts! Sharplin is in the ring, he's gonna have to count. D! with a bodyslam, Rees hits the floor hard. D! is back down on the mat brawling it out with him, the two firing shots at one another. Rees thumbs the eye again, and Sharplin's slooowww count is at Four! Rees suplexes D! onto the floor, that looked painful. Ol' Salty runs over, and I guess in Newfoundland the things he's shouting are offensive because they're being edited by the sound guys! Sharplin's count gets to Seven, and both men are up. D! tries to get back in the ring, he's got his back to Rees! Big mistake! DDT FROM THE GREEN, he got all of it!. Rees rolls in, the count hits ten, and the Lemondrop Kid leads One to Nothing over D! FRANK WARBURTON: Ladies and gentlemen, Lloyd Rees has scored the first fall! He leads one to nothing! Rees smiles as he sees D! getting counted out again. Sharplin gets moved and Rees breaks the count. Back outside, Rees takes a steel chair... BAM! and as the Saw movie said last year... THERE WILL BE BLOOD. That was a sick chair shot heard throught out Alberta. The chair is dented and D! is got the crimson mask as Frank Warburton gets on the mic. FRANK WARBURTON: D! has one the second fall by disqualification. The match is now tied one to one. Rees puts the bloody D! in the ring and after a Wabana Buster. He covers D!. One...Two...Three! FRANK WARBURTON: The third fall has been won by Lloyd Rees by pinfall. Rees is up Two falls to one. Rees smiles as D! is getting abused by the rules. Rees takes his time jawing with the fans. He then goes over to cover D! one more time. He lazily lays on top of D! and One, Two, D! hooks the arms of the cocky Rees. One Two...Rees is up. Rees looks mad. He fires off some punches and D! fires back. D! gets to his feet and Rees charges him. SPINE ON THE PINE!!! With every bit of energy he had, D! nails a hellacious spine-buster on Rees. He bounces back with impact and can't cover immediately. D! covers Rees finally. One... Two... Thre- No not yet. Rees shoulder and arm fires up like the teachers pet wanting to answer a question in third grade. Rees pushes D! off him. They both look weary. D! is up first. Rees is up too. They stare off. Ol' Salty yells at D! and distracts him long enough for another DDT FROM THE GREEN. The audacity of Rees to cheat this much. He covers D!. One...Two...Three!! Rees smiles that Newfie smile as he hears the booming voice over the PA. FRANK WARBURTON: Lloyd Rees has won another fall. He leads Three to One. D! is in dire straights. Rees is up big early. D! looks groggy as Rees looks like a hyena. Rees is stalking his prey. Rees doesn't strike quite yet. He waits for D! to rise. He goes for a big time clothesline, but D! elbows Rees right in the nose. Rees is down. Blood is trickling from the nose of Rees. He rolls to the outside as D! rests a second, waiting for Rees to return. Ol' Salty checks the nose and tells him it'll be OK. Rees gets in the ring. He looks pissed. D! just popped the bully in the face, and the bully doesn't like it. Rees and D! lock up and D! gets a headlock on Rees. He gets pushed off and into the ropes, Rees awaits him. D! hooks the ropes and hangs on as Rees misses a big dropkick. FRANK WARBURTON: Ten minutes have expired in the match, twenty minutes remain. Both men are bleeding now, but that's about the only equalizing factor D! has going for him, trailing by two with twenty minutes to go. He hits a back body drop on Rees when he charges at. Nice move! Rees is pissed now, wipes some blood from his nose and gets to his knees. Knee lift to the face! Now the blood is REALLY flowing, that nose is like a geyser. Sharplin can't do a damn thing but watch as he can't award a fall to D! for that, nor can he stop the match! Pile-driver to Rees! Cover ! ONE! TWO! TH-SHOULDER! D! needed that one, but he's got some momentum now. Salty is up on the apron, he wants to distract Sharplin and protect that lead! D! Sharplin turns and D! runs over to DECK Salty, sending him to the floor in a heap. But that's enough time for Rees to sneak in with a damn low blow! Baritone to Soprano in an instant, and the champ is down. Rees smiles again and yells at D!, hooking on the Cloverleaf! Will D! tap? No sir, he's too close to the ropes, but Rees isn't necessarily trying to get more falls as he's trying to eat up precious minutes from that clock. D! reaches out, trying to grab those ropes...and Rees pulls him away as his fingers graze them! Rees wrenches back, and now he does want to make D! tap out! He's got him smack in the middle of the ring, Sharplin's asking him if he gives! The fans are CHANTING D!'s name, and the One Letter Superstar pushes himself up! He's powering out! The fans are starting to really buzz now! The blood pumping off the head of D!. He kicks Lloyd Rees off, what a competitor! Rees looks pissed, here he comes at D! The clothesline attempt is ducked, and D! hits a bulldog! He gets Rees up, whips him into the corner! You KNOW what's next...STINGER SPLASH! Big MO is on D!'s side now, the place is coming UNGLUED! He follows a stumbling Rees out of the corner, dropkick to the back sends the East Coast Sensation headlong into to the turnbuckle! ROLL UP! ONE! TWO! REES FLIPS OVER AND TRAPS D!, D! IS PINNED! ONE!...TWO!...NO! D! can't buy a break here! Rees is back on his feet, boot to D!'s gut, snap suplex attempt is REVERSED, D! behind his man! OH MY GOD! NYQUIL DRIVER! Sleep tight, Lloyd! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Rees somehow got out. The determination is matched only by his opponent. D! is in trouble folks, times not on his side. To the top rope, it's Rammer Jammer time says D! He flies! And hits the MAT with authority, Rees had him scouted big time. D! is rolling around in pain, here comes a side headlock from Rees. He's squeezing the life out of D!, trying to turn his brains into jelly! The crowd is cheering for their Champion, but he can't power out! He gets to his feet, trying desperately to counter. He rolls forward, but Rees latches on like a pit bull and will NOT let go! D! has to get him off, he can't pin the man if he passes out! What can D! do? He slips out somehow and tries a new move... a Curt Henning neck snap on the seated Rees. Both men are down, both are giving it there all. And apparently under handed tactics is part of Rees' all. D! has the deck stacked against him. D! rises up, wipes the blood from his face and picks up Rees by the hair. He nails a right, a left another right. Rees is down. D! needs a big move. ROCKETTES KICK OF DOOM. Rees is knocked out of the ring. D! is going to allow Sharplin to count, while he catches his breath. Ol' Salty is having none of that and is picking up Rees. He rolls Rees in at the count of eight. D! looks unhappy, needing to scores. This is a challenge for D!. He won't resort to the tactics of Rees though. He gets Rees in the ring, and Rees nails D! in the gut. Rees then goes low, and Sharplin couldn't see it from his angle. The crowd sees it on the screen and boo accordingly. D! is down, and... CONCEPTION BAY CHIN-LOCK!!! D! is try to get out. He has to get out. seconds are ticking down in this contest and my God, D! will not submit. He is keeping his arms alive as Sharplin checks. D! desperately swings his arms up and nails the nose of one "Lemon Drop Kid" Lloyd Rees. The move is broke and D! is free. Rees is in a bad way with a very, very messed up nose. D! gets over to Rees on the ground and... CRIPPLER CROSS FACE... D! is pulling out moves out of nowhere. He has the cross face over the nose. Rees is taking the move. He is refusing to tap out. What guts are being shown by Rees. He doesn't want to give up another fall. Rees' plan has worked out so far, but D! is throwing curve balls. Rees is inching towards the ropes. Rees is getting closer and D! sticks his boot out. He pushes the rope farther away. Rees panics and rolls D! to his back, but D! quickly turns back right, but Rees is close to the side ropes and sticks out a boot. The move is broken. Rees is hanging on to the lead by two falls. D! is bloody, Rees is bloody, Bruce Richards is watching on licking his chops. This is HOSTILE. D! is sizing up Rees for a boot. He nails it. Another move. Rees is taking abuse like a Ken Shamrock did last night in the UFC. D! has went street fight mode, and this is a war now. FRANK WARBURTON: Twenty minutes have elapsed, ten minutes remain. Rees up Three falls to One. The blood is all over the mat now, both men have lost a sizeable amount of juice here tonight, but it's all about the big gold belt sitting stoically on the timekeeper's table! D! picks up Rees...GERMAN! GERMAN GERMAN! A german suplex into a bridge, here's the count! ONE! TWO! REES ESCAPES! But he's hurt bad, he landed pretty hard on the back of his head and neck. Once he's too his feet D! unleashes with a Roundhouse punch! BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX ON REES! Cover once more! ONE! TWO! THRE-SHOULDER? Sharplin says he got the shoulder up, and D! is trying to figure out how to keep Lloyd Rees down for three seconds. He's got him in torture rack position now, but Rees slides out like an eel, but facing away from D! NYQUIL DRIVER! THE FANS ERUPT! ONE! TWO! THREE! THE CHAMP IS ALIVE AND KICKING, IT'S THREE -TWO REES NOW! FRANK WARBURTON: Ladies and gentlemen, D! has just scored with a pinfall! The score now stands at Lloyd Rees Three, D! two! The fans are going ape, D! has to follow here! Here it comes! BEAT-O-BARRAGE! Kicks and strikes all around, Rees is reeling! Kick to the back of the knee, Lloyd is down to his knees! HERE COMES THE BUZZSAW! DUCKED! Rees grabs the champion's leg, and drags him down to the ground! He's got a waist-lock on the champ, he's trying desperately to take the crowd out of this match and stop D! from getting another fall and tying this thing up. Rees SQUEEZES with all he's got, and finally blasts away with back-to-back cross-+faces, driving his arm across that badly cut forehead! He rolls over, exhausted, and both men are on the mat. No count from Sharplin, he can't award a double fall in this match-up. Rees pulls himself up from the ropes, but he's lost a ton of blood and falls to the mat, ass first. He's sitting up now, looking confused, but once again manages to get himself up. He sizes D! up, and hits a beautiful knee drop right across the champion's head! He's up, a crazed look on his face, he hasn't looked this nutty since...well...since we last saw him! Rees lands another one, opening the cut even further! D! is really flowing now, and he's not doing a whole lot of moving. Rees is BITING D!'S FOREHEAD! D! SHOUTS IN PAIN! THIS IS SICK, THERE'S WOMEN AND CHILDREN HERE! The crowd boos wildly and Rees finally relinquishes his bite, spitting blood onto the mat! He gets up and yells like a madman! "DIS'S YER F**KIN' CHAMPION! IS DAT ALL HE'S GOT?" The crowd showers him with boos, but they quickly turn into cheers! Why, you ask? D! IS! UP! And Lloyd Rees turns right into a ring rocking STUNNER! THANK YOU STEVE AUSTIN! COVER! THE FANS ARE COUNTING ALONG! ONE! TWO! THREE? NOT QUITE! Rees got his shoulder up at the last second, D! didn't hook the leg! He was too damn exhausted, and he still trails by one! Warburton is on the mike! FRANK WARBURTON: Ladies and gentlemen, twenty-five minutes have elapsed, and the contest stands at Lloyd Rees three, D! two and we're under FIVE MINUTES REMAINING! D! rises from the blood stained canvas. Rees grabs the ropes to pull himself up. This is the wrestling equivalent to Rocky Balboa versus Apollo Creed. D! is getting cheered on. Rees is going to need a new nose. D! needs to tie this match up and hope for Sudden Death overtime. D! charges at Rees and Rees bends over to avoid what he thought was a clothesline. It' was actually a sunset flip. ONE! TWO! No dice. Rees gets out. Rees can barely stand up and suplex on Rees. Rees rolls out of the ring. D! goes after him. Rees goes face first into the steel steps. The bloodiest match in NAPW history is taking place right now. D! rolls Rees in the ring. The count ONE! TWO! THRE- NO! It's another near fall. FRANK WARBURTON: Three minutes remain in the match, three minutes. D! kicks it to another gear. He sends Rees into the corner and ONCE AGAIN STINGER SPLASH! Rees rolls to the ropes and hangs on to them. He doesn't want to lose the lead, possibly the match this close to the end. D! kicks him and Rees grabs a foot. He trips D! down. He tries for the Lance Cove Leglock. He locks it in. D! is in a bad way but Rees can't apply much pressure. D! gets to the ropes with ease. FRANK WARBURTON: TWO MINUTES LEFT! TWO MINUTES!! D! gets up and is ready to pounce on Rees. D! is on fire. Left's, rights, Sharplin is warning him. Boot to the midsection of Rees. DDT FROM WHYTE AVENUE! The cover, the count ONE! TWO!! THRE Foot on the ropes. Rees is still aware of his surroundings. D! is doing everything and anything to just tie it. Rees hurt early with the cheap chair shot and the DDT on the floor. D! puts Rees in a sleeper hold, is it the Nyquil Driver? No! Rees grabs the ropes. D! lets Rees go and drops him with a Roundhouse. FRANK WARBURTON: ONE MINUTE WARNING! D! covers the downed Rees, but he is in the ropes. D! picks him up and Rees fights him off. D! picks up Lloyd and delivers a spine buster with AUTHORITY. D! pops up like the Rock and grabs Rees leg. He flips him over. FRANK WARBURTON: THIRTY SECONDS!! D! has PLEASANT CYCLING LOCKED IN! REES IS SCREAMING NO! NO!! HE IS BITING HIS FINGERS. He is in the middle of the ring. Will he tap? D! adds pressure and Rees screams NO! NO! What more can he take? Rees is about to tap! DING!!! FRANK WARBURTON: The result of Thirty Minute Ironman Match is Lloyd Rees Three falls and D! TWO FALLS. THE WINNER AND NEW NAPW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION LLOOOYYDDDD REEEEEEEESS!!!! D! looks at Frank at ringside. He sees Rees roll out and grab the Provincial belt, and the NAPW heavyweight strap. He looks at the dented chair, the blood. He looks at Rees and goes to ringside. He goes face to face with Rees. He yells: "DON'T FORGET YOUR TAG PARTNER." WHAM! D! obviously frustrated with the chair being used, nails Rees with it and he places Rees on the table. The crowd erupts. He nails Ol' Salty. Rees is prone. D! is up top. REES HERE'S YOUR RECEIPT!! OH MY GOD! D! HAS LOST IT FOLKS!!! THE RAMMER JAMMER ELBOW HAMMER! THROUGH A TABLE! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN, REES IS A DOUBLE CHAMPION!!! D! WENT BAT(BLEEP) INSANE!
NOW THAT'S A HOSTILE HANGOVER!!!
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