NAPW ACTION!10/20/2006
Pure Honor in da hizouse! (Yeah, I know, that was terrible) Dextro and David Banks stare one another down as Morgan Smythe has this assignment; the bell goes DING! and we are underway. Collar and elbow tie-up by the Meth Orphan and the Banksmeister leads to a side headlock by Dex. Banks switches on him rather quickly and now Dex is trapped under Banks' armpit. Dex uses all of his might and hurls Banks into the ropes, stopping briefly to do his Koko B. Ware impression by flapping his arms like a bird before nailing the incoming Banks with a nice dropkick to the mush. Dex gets a nice round of applause for that one and seems rather proud of himself; this allows Banks to sneak up behind him and execute his patented Inverted Facelock Backbreaker. Banks with the early cover, and naturally, Dextro kicks out at two. Banks whips his man into the corner and unleashes with the knife-edged chops. Before the crowd can say "WOOOOOOO!," Dextro switches on him and unleashes with some palm slaps and knife-edges of his own. WOOOOOOOO! Dex whips his man to the opposite corner and charges after him. Banks lifts his right leg and boots the Meth Orphan in the grill before locking him up from behind and unleashing with the Germans. He gets two off and goes for the trifecta, but Dex blocks the move and counters with a Side Russian Legsweep. Dex with the cover, but only two. Dextro with the front headlock and scissors the midsection with his legs and we have our first submission attempt. Banks will not give up so easily and muscles his way to the ropes, utilizing his first rope break. Dex unleashes with some vicious street-style kicks to the ribs and BLAM, closed fist to the face. Morgan Smythe cannot ignore this blatant disregard for the rules and it costs Dextro his own first rope break. Dex makes the mistake of trying to argue his case, and Banks rolls him up from behind with a schoolboy. Only two as Dextro rolls out of it and is floored with a clothesline. Shining Yakuza Kick follows, and Dex checks out. Cover by Banks, but only two. Dextro will not quit. Banks climbs to the top, in search of his Top Rope Crossbody, but Dextro crotches him by falling onto the ropes and causes Banks to lose his balance. Dextro climbs up and drops his man down the hard way with a superplex that leaves the crowd roaring. Dextro slow to cover, and Banks gets his shoulder up at the last possible moment. Banks takes a wild swing and Dextro ducks it, only to quickly lock up his arms from behind and go through the complicated sequence that leads to... The METH BUSTER. Dextro with the cover and that's all she wrote for David Banks tonight... one, two, three.
Referee Dick Kiebiech is in the ring with an unknown wrestler. Frank Warburton announces him "from Pearl Harbor, Hawaii... Chris Kamikaze!" Queen starts up, smoke fills the entrance way... and then Simply Beautiful bursts from the smoke, holding his Kiniski Cup. Most of the fans are booing him, but there's a small contingent of front row fans bowing down to the Pure Honour champ. The Beautiful one enters the ring, staring down his opponent with a smirk on his face. They shake hands, and Kiebiech calls for the bell. Kamikaze living up to his name (no, his last name), chopping the champ repeatedly, taking him to a corner with a buzzsaw of chops. The ref gets in between them, taking Kamikaze out of the corner. Simply Beautiful looking shocked at this newcomer, and gives an arrogant golf clap. Kamikaze locks up with the champ, and pulls Simply Beautiful's arm almost out of it's socket in a standing armbar! An elbow into the prone arm makes Beautiful wince in pain. Beautiful reverses it grabs the neck of Kamikaze and drops to the mat. A textbook Spin Doctor! Beautiful drops for the quick pin, but Kamikaze grabs the bottom rope. Warburton announces that Kamikaze has used his first rope break! Simply Beautiful pulls up Kamikaze and backhand slaps him hard across the face. Kiebiech tells the Pure Honour champ to stop it, and Simply Beautiful raises his hands up in supplication. Simply Beautiful picks up Kamikaze in a gorilla press, showing some strength there. What the? East End Drop? That's a Lemondrop Kid move! Ess-Bee pounces on the body of Kamikaze, and gets a one-and-a-half before picking his opponent off the mat. Simply Beautiful looks directly into the camera. "Watch carefully, Rees." He picks up Kamikaze, and goes for a Double Underhook Powerbomb, but Kamikaze flares to life, grabbing the head of Simply Beautiful and dropping him backfirst onto the mat. Kamikaze runs to the ropes, jumps to the top rope for a springboard senton! But his foot catches the rope, making for a very unexpected face plant. "Ooooooooh!" goes the crowd. Kamikaze's danging from the rope, and is looking borderline-unconscious. Simply Beautiful capitalizes by unhooking Kamikaze's leg and grasping the rookie's head under his arm. A jumping reverse DDT, with impact! He just stole another of Rees' moves! Simply Beautiful, up to the top rope. New York Nightmare! If Kamikaze wasn't finished before, there's NO way he's getting up from that. The crowd moans in sympathy as they count along with the pin count. One! Two! Thr-Simply Beautiful raises the head of Kamikaze with a "not just yet" finger waggle. Dragon sleeper from Simply Beautiful! Kiebiech raises the hand of Kamikaze as it falls to the ground. Once. Twice. Three times. The bell rings as Simply Beautiful unlocks the Conception Bay Chinlock. Simply Beautiful faces the camera once more and says "Now that's...Simply Beautiful." Kiebiech rolls Kamikaze out of the ring, and helps him to the back. Simply Beautiful is reveling in his win in the ring alone. "Not so fast!" Simply Beautiful turns around to see the commissioner, Joseph Winchell, storming out of the back with a microphone in his hand. JOSEPH WINCHELL: So you think that you can just undo my booking on the Anniversary Assault show by saying that you should be in that NAPW Title main event? Are you nuts? SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: I'm not nuts! I'm Simply Beau- JOSEPH WINCHELL: I know what you are. There's no need to tell me. I've heard it all before. But you've got a Pure Honour championship to defend that night. SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: And I'll defend this Kiniski Cup against whoever wants to take me on for it! JOSEPH WINCHELL: Well, I've got Pure Honour plans for next week, so you fans will want to watch the NAPW website and Tuesday Night Fights for the genius idea I thought up. But, no, Simply Beautiful, I think you'll have your hands full with one match that night. There's no point to put you into that NAPW title match. SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: I think my fans think differently! I am the Pure Honour champion! I won this Kiniski Cup, and I can win any title I want. I could beat the Yellow Chicken for the Television Title! I could beat him again for the Provincial Title! I could team up with my girlfriend Suzanna, or my other girlfriend Hannah, or any other lovely lady I set my eyes upon, and we could take those belts from the New and Improved D-X! And I sure as hell could take that NAPW championship away from Lloyd Rees. JOSEPH WINCHELL: Oh, you think you're so hot, do you? Well, the truth is, you haven't paid your dues. You think I'm going to let some guy who's only been with the company for one and a half months challenge for the NAPW title? I don't think so! You've got Evan Cartwright! Three-time Provincial champion. The longest-reigning tag team champion! Patrick Bickle! The craziest Pure Honour champion that'll ever live! SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: And then there's Patrick Kidd! And what's he ever done? JOSEPH WINCHELL: Well, he's the number one contender to the Provincial Title, and Rees WAS the Provincial champ, before the Yellow Chicken decided to screw everything up. But I'm not changing the match again! You know how much it's cost me to change the print and television ads? Simply Beautiful will simply have to wait for another day. SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Well, if that's your decision, commissioner, I'll have to stick to it, won't I? JOSEPH WINCHELL: You certainly will. SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Just be careful, though, because Simply Beautiful won't hang around waiting for his shot. I make my OWN chances! THAT'S NOT JUST THE COOLEST, THAT'S NOT JUST THE BEST, THAT'S SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL! Simply Beautiful drops the mic and storms up the ramp, while the crowd boos a gloating Joseph Winchell.
North T. Gunderson and "Durty" Dutch Flanagan begin to circle each other, they move as if choreographed and lock up! North T. Gunderson works over Dutch Flanagan and gets the early advantage, he locks in a side headlock that's easily counted into a modified hammerlock. North T. Gunderson manages to turn the tide and lock in a arm wringer, Dutch Flanagan rolls foward and... short arm clothesline! Dutch Flanagan lifts North to his feet and Irish Whip - North off the ropes. CLOTHSLINE! DUCKED! North rebounds off the ropes..BULLDOG! North turns him over for the cover! ONE! TWO! Kickout! North gives a HARD chop to the chest of Dutch and lifts him into a seated position, he's quick and locks in a reverse chinlock! Dutch looks for ropes, sees nothing! He's starting to gain momentum and begins lifting up! FOREARM! FOREARM!! FOREARM!!! Three devastating forearms to the chest of Dutch send him back down. North grabs a handful of hair, and PULLS Dutch to his feet. Knee to the gut of Dutch, back suplex puts him down. North climbs to the top, he awaits Dutch who's slowly making it to his feet. FLYING CLOTHESLINE... is DODGED. North CRASHES down into the mat and Dutch takes advantage, he lifts North to his feet and CHOP! A few more chops send him reeling into the ropes and TARANTULA! Henry Andrews begins the count! ONE! TWO! THREE!! FOUR!! RELEASED! Dutch deals damage but Andrews is quick to issue a warning. Dutch Flanagan DRIVES a KNEE to the spine of North and turns him over for a cover. ONE!! TWO!! Kickout!! North is quick to scramble to his feet and CLOTHSLINE! Takes Dutch down! AkKick to the ribs momentarily incapacitates Dutch and North brings him to his feet. He pushes Dutch against the ropes and irish whips him to the opposite side.. Dutch rebounds.. Flying Clothsline by Dutch! SUPERKICK!! Dutch was knocked from the air by a perfectly aimed superkick! North leaps for a cover! ONE!! TWO!! Kickout! North seems a bit agitated. He begins to lift Dutch to his feet... CLOSED FIST BY DUTCH! Henry Andrews is about to issue a warning... CLOSED FIST! Knocking North flat on his back! but Dutch Flanagan has lost his FIRST rope break. Dutch doesn't seemed phased by the loss and is back on the offensive. He DROPS a knee to the chest of Noth and rolls foward and back to his feet. He hits the ropes... A ROLL IN THE MUD... CONNECTS WITH NORTH'S KNEES! North saves himself from the finish and both men are quick to their feet... BLACKOUT! Dutch is groggy! MLLION DOLLAR DREAM!! Dutch is hurting! North continually applies pressure! Dutch can't reach any ropes!! ELBOW to North! ELBOW!! ELBOW!! North begins to lessen the pressure! ELBOW! ELBOW! Dutch is throwing elbows like a madman! NORTH RELEASES! Dutch rolls out, but is feeling the effects of the Million Dollar Dream! North is holding his ribs but begins a slow walk to the downed Dutch. Dutch begins to use the ropes to get to his feet..KICK TO THE RIBS! Sends Dutch down to all four! North hits the ropes.. SHINING WIZARD! It practically knocks Dutch unconcious! North dives and hooks the leg! ONE!! TWO!! FOOT ON THE ROPE!! Dutch Flanagan has used his SECOND rope break North continues the offense with a flurry of forearms, he grabs another handful of hair and drags him to the center of the ring. He hooks the leg, one, two, kickout! North shakes his head in disapointment and lifts Dutch to his feet. Collar elbow tie-up, North easily gets the advantage and locks in another side headlock! Dutch doesn't push him off this time, instead he falls to his knees as North applies pressure! BULLDOG by North! He scrambles toward Dutch and locks in another headlock! This time, both of them on the floor, Dutch with no means of escape. He begins to flail his arms in legs about in a futile attempt of breaking out but to no avail! North keeps the headlock in tight! Dutch places his hands firmly on the mat and PUSHES UP. He's on all fours! North trying to gain leverage... SNAP BACK SUPLEX! Dutch sits up trying to recuperate, while North uses the ropes to get to his feet. Dutch is up first and rushes North, North ducks for a back drop. Dutch HALTS and KICKS Noth square in the chest! Norths body springs up and and North is Irish Whipped.. SWINGING DDT BY DUTCH! It takes North down! But North is relentless, he uses all his strength to get to his feet only to be brought down by a Crossbody Press! Dutch uses the momentum to hook both legs! ONE, TWO, NORTH GRABS THE ROPES! North T. Gunderson has used his FIRST rope break. Dutch grabs hold of North and KNEES him in the chest! It knocks the air out of North and Dutch goes for a cover! ONE!! TWO!! NORTH GRABS THE ROPES! North T. Gunderson has used his SECOND rope break! Dutch is clever, putting North in predicaments that require him using a rope break. But back to the action. Dutch lifts North to his feet and school boys him, grabbing the tights! One, TWO - He's even using the rope as leverage - THRE!... Henry Andrews catches him in the act, and Dutch Flanagan is STRIPPED of his LAST rope break! Dutch can't believe he lost his second rope break and begins arguing with Andrews. That gives North ample time to recover.. CHOP BLOCK! Takes Dutch to his knees! North rebounds off the ropes - DROPKICK to the face of Dutch. North rebounds off the ropes... Running Elbow Drop! North pivots and hooks the leg! Cover gets TWO. Dutch rolls out and is up to his feet. Desperation clothesline is ducked! North spins behind him.. Pendelum Backbreaker! North gets to his feet and JUMPS! He delivers a DOUBLE KNEE DROP to the spine of Dutch! Dutch begins squirming around in pain and tries to crawl out of the ring. North grabs hold of one of his legs and drags him back t the center of the ring. North grabs hold of Dutches hand and pulls him up to his feet. He doesn't let go and SHORT ARM CLOTHSLINE! DUCKED! SLEEPER LOCKED IN BY DUTCH! North begins struggling in an attempt to reach the ropes but Dutch keeps applying pressure to the sleeper. North goes limp! Henry Andrews checks the arm! DROPS ONCE! He goes to check it once again! DROPS TWICE! He's going for the final check! THREE TIMES!! WAIT NORTH IS PULLING THROUGH! He's gaining strength and Dutch can't stop him! PALM STRIKE to the gut! Dutch loosens the grip! North pushes him foward. SWINGING NECK BREAKER! North climbs atop Dutch for a cover! ONE!! TWO!! kickout! North lifts him to his feet and FOREARM to the face! Then... Sliced Bread #2! North springs over and hits the moonsault, he calls that POSITIVE DEFEAT! ONE!! TWO!! WAIT OL'SALTY! Ol' Salty jumps onto the apron! Henry Andrews stops the count and begins yelling at Ol' Salty and an argument breaks out between the two! North stops the pin is PISSED to see Andrews not counting. WAIT! THERES A CHAIR IN THE RING! Dutch is up! HE TAKES THE CHAIR! NORTH TAKES THE CHAIR TO THE HEAD! Dutch looks around frantically, wondering what to do with the chair... North is beginning to stir. Dutch drops the chair by North and FALLS! Dutch is pretending to be out cold! North grabs the chair beside him as he stands, confused. Ol' Salty hops off the apron and Henry Andrews turns around to see a downed Dutch and North with a chair... Andrews turns and calls for the bell! North is in shock! The bell rings. The winner of this match by disqualification... "Durty" Dutch Flanagan! Dutch rolls out of the ring and makes a hasty escape. North on the other hand is agruing with Henry Andrews who has cost him ANOTHER match. North had the match won, but suspect officiating netted him a loss. Tex is furious beside her man...
The Celtic Assassins, Bobby O' Brady (he's Irish) and Al Thoes (he's Scottish) are in the ring. The crowd's cheers TRANSFORM (more than meets the eye) into BOOS when Thomas Young and his younger brother Jeff James make their entrance. Prince Darko & Mr. B are notably absent. We can presume that the latter is weeping as the former gets drunk. Thomas Young looks over the crowd with disgust, snarling at a particularly vocal fan. Wait a minute! From the other side of the aisle, it's "Big Bad" Brian Bruno! Bruno just hopped the guardrail with a steel chair! Thomas Young turns around and KA-SPLANG It's a home run! Security maul Brian Bruno, dragging him to the back and certainly out of the building, he's not even supposed to be here tonight! Bruno didn't want to wait until Tuesday Night Fights. Jeff James is throwing fists at the air, he wants to beat up Brian Bruno, but he better check on his big bro... Thomas Young pulls himself to his feet using the guardrail and feels his forehead... glistening red coats his fingers. He's busted WIDE open, ladies and gentlemen. And he's ANGRY. Young looks towards the ring, and rushes it! He's bleeding like a stuck pig but does he care? Nah. Jeff James is right behind him, and the Super Young Bros. (bwahaha) start taking it to the opposition! The boys from Belfast and Glasgow are being taken to task by two fired up Foundation members. Young/Thoes, James/O'Brady. The heels are a-pummelling. Into opposite corners, Thomas Young shoulderchecks his brother. Double irish-whip, O'Brady however reverses and sends Jeff James directly into a POWER Clothesline by Al Thoes! The two-hunred and five pound James turns inside out. Thomas Young comes out of nowhere with a BIG BOOT right into the face of Thoes, taking him down... and then it's Bobby's turn. Young starts laying into Thoes, but here's O'Brady hauling him up into the TORTURE RACK! Oh, that can't be good for Young... he's bleedin' all over the place! Young isn't submitting, but here's Al Thoes back up, what are the Celts going for? O'Brady still with the torture rack, spins Young out into a pancake splash, caught by Thoes for a neckbreaker. That one hurt to watch. Young hits the canvas face first, pops up dazed, then slowly slumps face down and rolls to the canvas. The referee needs to think about stopping the match, Young's losing a LOT of blood, there's a puddle on the canvas where his face impacted. Nonetheless, Jeff James is flying at his much bigger opponents, trying to rock both Celts with clotheslines. Referee John Sharplin's having a tough time in tag matches this week, he can't get control of this one anymore than he did D-X/Stiff Competition on TNF. The Celts barely budge from Young's clotheslines. Hell, they're grinning. The hot-tempered Jeff James hits the ropes and gets more momentum, still can't knock either of the tree-like Celts down. He hits the ropes one more time, this time O'Brady with a clothesline attempt of his own --- James ducks and hits the ropes, SPRINGBOARD back elbow knocks O'Brady down! Thoes grabs him quickly, powerbomb, NO! Huuuuuuracanrana from James takes Al Thoes down! Thoes regains his feet, but before he gets his balance back James takes him down with a legsweep. We've seen this combination before, then it's a STANDING MOONSAULT! Good things come in threes, but not for Al Thoes, as he eats a double-kneedrop to the face courtesy of Jeff James. Cover made, apparently Thoes is the legal man because Sharplin counts one, two, Thoes powers out, pressing Jeff James halfway across the ring. James kips up, this kid is on fire, hell, he's essentially fighting a handicap match with his brother losing precious blood on the outside. O'Brady picks Young up from behind, atomic drop, James holds onto the head and snap mares O'Brady cover. SOCCER KICK to the small of O'Brady's back, James hits the ropes and just NAILS O'Brady in the face with a Liu Kang-style flying superkick. James covers O'Brady, Sharplin counts one, two, Thoes makes a save. Apparently it's a Tornado match... Thoes is arguing with Sharplin about the legal man issue, so Sharplin makes Thoes take his corner and hold the tag rope. It's almost a proper tag match now. Except for the bit where Thomas Young has gotten back into the action, destroying O'Brady with a sick STO behind the ref's back. Young, his face crimson, takes his corner as well and Jeff James makes a pinfall on O'Brady for two. Thomas Young wants in, he's got more guts than brains today... James tags him in, but not before kicking O'Brady in the face once for good measure. O'Brady rocked by right hands from Thomas Young, who then takes the man down with a snap suplex. O'Brady rolls over and up, close enough to tag Thoes, who comes in and flexes his bulging SCOTTISH muscles. Scots make better lovers, or so I hear. Is that an actual tie-up in the match? Almost, but that eye gouge from Thomas Young disqualifies it. Sharplin warns Young, but Young is just taking his fury out on Thoes. Inverted atomic drop staggers Thoes, Young hits the ropes for his Big Boot - Al Thoes ducks down and Young's leg goes past his head... Thoes stands up quickly with Young's leg over his shoulder, holding him awkwardly... but he splats him to the canvas with a modified powerbomb. Cover, this has to be all, Young kicks out! Al Thoes ready to take control for the Celtic Assassins here, he hoists Young up for the suplex... and HOLDS him there. This is the exact opposite of "beneficial" for Young, all the blood rushing to his head, he's already lost enough. Thoes then spins the man down in a Jackhammer-like maneuver. Cover gets one, two, Jeff James with the save. One helluva save, he springboarded into the ring and dropped a leg right on Thoes head. James drags Young over to the Foundation corner, makes a tag. Thomas Young slides out of the ring to the floor, he's a bloody mess. Jeff James in the ring, taking it to Al Thoes, Side Effect ... isn't going to happen, Thoes overpowers his man. Thoes knees James in the gut, then wraps his arms around James and pulls him to the Celtic corner. Tag in O'Brady, who delivers a monster axhandle blow to the back of Jeff James. Jeff James is struggling mightily, but his partner is down and out earlier thanks to "Big Bad" Brian Bruno and that steel chair. Referee counting on the double team, but Thoes lifts James up in a powerbomb --- O'Brady with the assist --- WHAM. James hits the canvas and he's gotta be seeing stars. Cover made one, two, thhhhhhhhhh shoulder up! Never-Say-Die attitude from Jeff James, but the Celts make another exchange, Thoes again the legal man... and he's got James up and around! In position for the Vertebreaker, O'Brady on the top rope! DOUBLE STOMP! Celtic Crusher! One! Two! Three! Celts win!
A lot of heart, a lot of guts shown by Jeff James in what became ostensibly a handicap match but nobody gets up from the Celtic Crusher. The Celts celebrate their win, but the camera focuses in on the bloody, furious face of Thomas Young. He's pulled himself up by the canvas, looking into the ring through a veil of blood at the scene... The Celts make a solid case for becoming #1 contenders to the tag team titles, but on Tuesday Night Fights, Thomas Young vs Brian Bruno! Royal Foundation banned from ringside! And it's going to be personal. Lights down.
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