NAPW ACTION!01/12/2007
"The Moose" Mark Millar is keen to start this match off, and it looks like the biggest man in the match is about to be confronted by the smallest, as the five foot-not-much Santiago tells Sakai he's got this one (in his native tongue, of course). Moose and Santiago circle each other, before tying up. Moose with a CLEAR strength advantage shoves the lucha libre star half-way across the ring! Santiago looks unphased, and he's coming for more. They lock up one more time, and again it's Millar with the strength, this time hip-tossing Santiago over like he was nothing - but Santiago landed on his feet! Santiago with a dropkick to the knee, and Miller's down. Santiago off the ropes, and dropkick to the side of the head fells him! Santiago up, high pace and all action, and hits a corkscrew elbow, and then another! Santiago picking Miller up, but Moose just swats him away! Moose looks pissed, and he swings a clothesline as Santiago comes charging back - ducked! Santiago back off the other side, and HIGH cross body! Moose caught him! Moose... shifts Santiago onto his shoulder... RUNNING POWERSLAM! Huge impact! Moose with the cover, and a one and a two, but no three! Moose with Santiago up by the mask, and he makes the tag to Wayne "Wild Rose" Wright. Moose holds Santiago wide open, and Wright just picking his shots. Wright knees Santiago in the gut, and throws him with a perfectly-executed gut-wrench suplex. Wright for the cover, but Santiago kicks out. Wright picks Santiago up, whips him into the ropes, and wait a minute, blind tag by Sakai! Wright plants the boot in Santiago's face, and he's making the cover! But Sakai's the legal man, and he's up top... SAKAI WITH A TOP ROPE LEG DROP TO THE BACK OF WRIGHT'S HEAD!! Moose is in, but Sakai with a martial arts thrust kick that sends him to the outside! Wayne Wright all alone, and Sakai and Santiago whip him into the ropes... STEREO DROPKICK! Sakai goes for the cover, as Santiago nails a sweeeeeet plancha on Moose on the outside! ONE, TWO, THR-- NO! Wayne Wright with the shoulder up! Sakai picks Wright up, and BRAINBUSTA! Sakai signalling to Santiago, and both men going up top... LEG DROP BY SAKAI! FROGSPLASH BY SANTIAGO! They landed their moves in PERFECT synch! Sakai hooking the leg, and we've got a ONE, a TWO, and a THREE! Santiago and Sakai have just beaten ANOTHER team! They are rolling!
Rules are simple: First pin or submission ends the match. Two men in the ring at a time. Tags are in play, but if one man is sent out of the ring another can come in as the legal man. The bell sounds and Marcus Chamberlain and Tommy Klopfenreich start it off, they begin circling each other and collar elbow tie-up to start the match. Marcus takes it into a headlock, Tommy pushes him off and rushes, bulldog takes Marcus down. Marcus is quickly up and the two engage in another collar elbow tie up. This time Tommy goes for a headlock, it's quickly countered into a double leg takedown. Marcus Chamberlain keeps a hold on Tommy's legs and Texas Cloverleaf! Countered! A boot to the face of Chamberlain saves Tommy from a world of pain. Tommy's off the ropes and...Blind Tag! And into the ring comes Legion. Charging Clothesline catches Marcus Chamberlain off guard and and causes him to go through a picture perfect backflip. Legion quickly takes advantage of the moment and gives Marcus a stiff kick to the head. Legion then places his foot across Marcus' face and orders Referee Morgan Smythe to count. One! Two! Thre...Shoulder up! This doesn't look good for Marcus, he's been hurt quite early in the match and the loser of this match is fired. Legion then grabs hold of Marcus and brings him to his knees, Legion grabs Marcus by the face and begins to badmouth him. Desperation elbow by Chamberlain and Legion won't take it, he grabs Marcus' head and...KNEE! Chamberlain might have a broken nose! Legion brings him back to his feet and Irish whips him to the ropes...But the semi-conscious Mark Chamberlain tumbles over the rope! Unbeknownst to Legion, Kevin Kodiak has just become the legal man. Legion walks over to the ropes to go assault Marcus outside but he's blasted by Kevin Kodiak. Kevin grabs hold of the dazed Legion and Vertical Suplex! Kevin covers, One! Two! Kickout! Kevin brings Legion up and an Irish Whip into the corner...an empty corner that is. He begins a barrage of body shots, after nine blows land Kevin stops and Legion stumbles forward holding his midsection...Uppercut by Kevin! That sends Legion right back into the corner where Kevin begins another barrage of body shots. He does the same thing as last time and stops at nine. Legion stumbles forward once again, Kevin with another Uppercut...Legion grabs Kevin's fist! Left hook from nowhere! Legion falls to the floor and Kevin smiles. He grabs Legion's foot and drags him a fair distance from the corner. Kodiak climbs up and he soars! He hits! Outside? And Tommy Klopfenreich is the reason why. Morgan Smythe calls Tommy the legal man and Tommy climbs to the top rope, Legions on his feet...Flying Dropkick! Connects, and Tommy covers, One! Two! Thre- Saved by Kodiak? Tommy Klopfenreich gets to his feet and begins yelling at Kevin Kodiak... Kevin simply replies with "Sorry Tommy-boy but if anyone gets this bitch fired, Its going to be me." And with that he knocks Tommy Klopfenreich to his back with a hard haymaker. Kevin Kodiak isn't legal but changes his attention to Legion...He brings him to his feet and blasts him with a hard right, Legion reels into the ropes and Kevin charges him and nails him with a clothesline that takes BOTH men out of the ring... Marcus then darts into the ring and covers Tommy. Morgan goes for the count. One! Two! Thre- Foot on the rope! Marcus Chamberlain is now the legal man but Kevin Kodiak doesn't seem to mind because he just launched Legion into the security railing. Marcus Chamberlain brings Tommy to his feet and whips him into the corner, he follows up with a splash, it stuns Tommy and Marcus places him on the top turnbuckle...Ah! Tommy leaps forward! Tornado DDT -Reversed- Bone shattering spinebuster by Marcus Chamberlain. "It's Over!" he shouts... It's the Zero Clutch! Marcus Chamberlain has locked it in! The Full Nelson is in tight and Marcus is just grinding Tommy's face into the mat. Tommy can't take it anymore and begins to tap! Morgan calls for the bell. Marcus lets go and throws his arms up in victory, Legion and Kevin Kodiak are still going at it, and the winner of your match is Marcus Chamberlain. Unfortunately for Tommy Klopfenreich... he not only lost the match, he just lost his job.
Both men start the match in the ring, with O'Brien's brother - "Awesome" Andy O'Brien standing by ringside. The crowd are showing their respect for the charismatic veteran with an "Awesome Andy" chant, which seems to be getting under the skin of Saffire. And the match is off to a quick start as Jay O'Brien connects with a dropkick to the back of his distracted opponent, sending the big man back into the corner. A few right hooks, but the big man, Saffire, fires off a boot to the midsection. Jay stumbles backwards as the 'Grey Knight' drops him with a back elbow - only for Jay to get right back up and stagger into a fall forward body slam. Pin attempt. One! Tw--Kick-out! O'Brien isn't done yet. Jack Saffire lifts his opponent back to a vertical base before sending him against the ropes. He's dropped his head ready for a back body drop - COUNTERED! Jay with a stiff looking kick to the face of the big man has him reeling as the Englishman connects with a SUPERKICK! O'Brien goes against the ropes again, but this time Saffire sends him crashing to the mat with a powerslam. Saffire doesn't go for the cover this time though, instead choosing to work Jay over with some clubbing blows to the back of the neck. And once more, O'Brien is lifted to his feet. A boot to the midsection later and Jay O'Brien is hoisted up in the air ready for the falcon arrow -- NO! He's dropped down the back of the 'Grey Knight' and quickly hit a side russian legsweep. Both men get to their feet again, but O'Brien strikes first with a Steamboat-inspired-armdrag. And another. Saffire is trying to gather but the attack is relentless. Uppercuts seem to be the attack of choice as Jay O'Brien backs his opponent against the ropes. An Irish whip attempt by Jay is countered as Saffire sends his opponent across the ring before going for a huge lariat - DUCKED! Jay leaps up onto the middle rope - LIQUID GRACE! What a devastating moonsault-reverse-DDT combination. But it doesn't look like the 'Grey Knight' is out of it as he's crawling towards the ropes. No. O'Brien, in the center of the ring, hooks his opponent's arms in place and applies the dragon sleeper he calls "Insatiable Insanity"! TAP! TAP! TAP! Saffire taps out, this one is over! Great debut for Jay O'Brien, tough loss for Mr. Saffire.
The Action starts off with Nightmare and Thomas Young. The Dream Demon is all over him, riding high after his awesome showing against Kurt Castle. Big rights and furious lefts back Young into a neutral corner, and then Nightmare Irish Whips Young into the opposite turnbuckle - reversed - lariat from Young! Nightmare quickly gets up, and hits a clothesline of his own, taking down Young before dropping a big, heavy leg across his chest. A covee gets barely two! Young scrambles away and tags in Darko, and Nightmare decides to give Kurtis a shot. The Angry American steps in, and Darko reluctantly follows suit. The step right up to each other, and now Darko is jawing off...and Curtis SLAPS him in the face! Darko goes down, feigning an eye poke. Sharplin checks on him, and Kurtis' guard falls - long enough for Young to charge in and hit a knee clip! Kurtis is already injured badly from the attack he suffered from the Foundation last week, this is too damn much! Darko quickly drops the act, and picks up Kurtis' knee, stomping it. Two more stomps after that, and he lets out a cocky yell before stepping through and grape-vining the leg. Kurtis is in a world of hurt, but he's trapped in the wrong part of town. He's about to either tap out or pass out, but Darko reaches back and grabs the ropes for leverage! Referee John Sharplin breaks the hold, and the Foundation is livid, and Mr. B looks pissed on the outside! Darko picks up the leg one more, drops an elbow on it, and tags in Young. Young comes in, taunts Nightmare from across the ring, and and drops a knee on the injured leg before tagging back out. LOW BLOW FROM KURTIS! Darko goes down in a heap after the desperation move, both men are down! Kurtis crawls back to the corner...crawls...Darko is still down...Kurtis is there! HOTTAGHOUSEAFAR! Nightmare flys in and lays Darko out with a haymaker! Young steps in, but gets planted with a clothesline! The fans are cheering their asses off for the Dream Demon tonight! Kurtis is up, he just clotheslined a rising Young over the top rope! Darko is up, he's dizzy as hell from the punch to the mush - GOOZLE! CHOKESLAM on Darko! Nightmare slashes the throat, and picks a helpless Darko up - DREAM CATCHER! Three hard slaps of the mat later, and Nightmare and Matthew Kurtis have won! But wait, look out! Young has a chair! He just blasted Kurtis in the knee, what the hell is this all about! He's in the ring, and he just decked Nightmare from behind, right in the back of the head! Somebody stop this! The Foundation has Nightmare up, they're holding him up for Mr. B, and he just slapped Nightmare in the face! GAME OVER on Nightmare, RIGHT ON HIS THROAT! He's down for the count! But into the ring hobbles Matthew Kurtis! Big boot sends Darko to the outside, and Mr. B bails the hell out as Kurtis toe kicks Young, he's gonna BlueGrass Bomb him! No, Darko and Mr. B pull young out of harm's way at the last available second, and the Foundation scrambles to the back, taunting Nightmare and Kurtis all the way. Lyndsey is checking on Nightmare in the ring, and Matt limps over as Kurtis starts to cough up blood, this is bad, ladies and gentlemen. Nightmare and Kurtis won the battle, but it looks like the Foundation is winning the war!
Dextro circles Krenshov slowly, trying to find an opening. Then, he rushes in, wraps his arms around the bigger man's waist, and tries to lift him up for a bodyslam...but he can't do it! Krenshov just looks and laughs at Dextro, who's sweating and straining like crazy. Then, the giant lays in with a right hand, and Dextro stumbles to the ropes, as shaky as Tommy Deathrow after a bottle of Thunderbird Wine. Pushing himself up from the ropes, he slides beneath Krenshov's feet and pops up behind him; he locks on a sleeper hold, but Krenshov falls back into the ring post, laying Dextro out like the Dread Pirate Roberts. Dextro rushes at Krenshov, only to recieve a BIG boot for his troubles, and he falls to the ground, but he scrambles away before Krenshov can get a hold of him. No matter what Dextro tries, he just can't get a foothold in this match! Krenshov advances on Dextro, who scampers out of the way quickly, jumps on to the middle ring rope, and bounces off with an elbow to the head of the Middletown Mammoth! Krenshov actually stumbles back, holding his temple, and this might be the opening that Dextro was looking for! He gives his opponent a quick dropkick to the chest, and Krenshov doubles over! The crow is cheering for the little orphan that could as he follows up with one, two, three, FOUR quick shots to the head; Krenshov reaches out with a big hand, trying to grab him by the throat, but Dextro's just too fast! He rushes away, rebounds off the ring ropes, and BULLDOG! Physics is Dextro's friend, as his inertia allows him to take the three-hundred and sixty eight pound Krenshov to the ground, and the crowd is electric! Dextro, capitalizing on his opponent's misfortune, runs to the turnbuckle! He gets to the top rope, and sets up for a Shooting Star Press...but Krenshov's up on his feet! Dextro tries the flying cross body instead, and KRENSHOV CATCHES HIM IN MID-AIR! Krenshov holds him there for a bit, Dextro clawing and desperately trying to get away, but it's no use! TOTAL ECLIPSE! Dextro's out like a light! Krenshov covers, one, two, three, and that's the match! Krenshov shoves the referee away and then sits on Dextro... he's locking in a Camel Clutch. With a face claw. Last week Kenny Krenshov put Krusty Kid Paul on the injured list, he's looking to do the same to Dextro tonight! Krenshov is nearly breaking Dextro in half! He lets go, The Meth Orphan slumping forward. Kenny nudges the man's head with his size 16 boot, mocking him. He picks the man up one-handed, hooks the arm. He's going to hit Total Eclipse again --- wait a minute! Here come the DOOMRIDERS! Deathrow and Kryenik hit the ring at a run, ready to tear apart Kenny Krenshov! And... and quickly, Krenshov gets out of the ring. Deathrow swings wildly over the ropes, but Eli Potts and Krenshov are heading up the aisle. Krenshov is smirking, Eli talking a mile a minute. "You can wait! You can wait til Tuesday Night Fights, no no no, not tonight boys! Not tonight! Tuesday Night you're dead!" Krenshov laughs, a grunting thing as he rubs his hands together in pleasure at the pain he just inflicted on Dextro. Tommy Deathrow has his chance at Krenshov Tuesday night when the two square off in a Jersey Street Fight... and Billy Kryenik will compete against Krenshov's new ally (and new Provincial Champion) Kurt Castle in the Canada Cup finals.
SB and The Show are ready and fuming, all they need is for the Ryan... errrr, bell, to go DING! And they're off, charging at one another. They trade stiff right hands until SB gains the upper hand and whips his man off the ropes--connect with the big clothesline. SB hits the ropes and The Show falls flat on his his stomach. SB hurdles over the top and hits the opposite ropes, only to be caught by Kurtis on the rebound with a powerslam. The Show with the early cover, but only one and a half. The Show wearing him down with some stomps and an elbow to the top of his head. The Show with a suplex attempt, but SB blocks it and hotshots his man across the top rope. SB leaps to the second turnbuckle and missle dropkick to The Show's prone back, sending him tumbling to the outside. SB wastes little time going after his man, but The Show retaliates with a shot to the throat and hurls SB into the guardrail. The Show then tosses the former Pure Honor Champion back inside the ring and drops a pair of elbows for good measure. He follows this up with a Standing Shooting Star Press and a cover. Only two as SB gets the shoulder up. The Show lifts and whips his man into the ropes, but SB ducks the clothesline attempt and nails his opponent with a flying forearm across the face. SB scrambles to cover, but only a brief two. Lift by SB and a trip to the Swing Doctor. Neckbreaker swing connects and another cover by the beautiful one, but only two as the Kurtis Brother won't stay down. SB now with a rarely seen submission hold where he puts Chad down, stomach first. Then, he sits on the head, and reaches all the way back, interlocking Chad's feet before pulling them straight up in the air! Oh, the agony! The Show is screaming bloody murder and can probably heard from fourteen miles away. SB grows impatient at his opponent's resilience and unwillingness to submit, so he caps this off with a legdrop to the head. SB lifts and nails an Impact DDT. Cover again, but only two and a half, as The Show is really showing us his fortitude. SB climbing to the top, in search of the New York Nightmare perhaps, but The Show causes him to lose his balance and get crotched atop the turnbuckles. The Show scrambles to the top and sends SB flying with a perfect Frankensteiner from up high! SB looks dazed after that flight. The Show takes a moment to recover and then lets fly with The Best Moonsault Ever. Connects! Cover... but only two and a half, SB laid a foot on the ropes just in time. Great presence of mind. The Show is pissed at this point and measures his man for a Superkick. SB is thinking the same thing and utilizes his Sexy Kick. Both men connect simultaneously and knock one another out. Referee Morgan Smythe gives them time, but eventually begins the ten count. Both men are up by nine, dazed. The Show blocks SB's punch attempt and whips him into the corner. The Show charges, but SB flips over him and goes for a sunset flip pin. The Show powers out at two. SB slams his head into the turnbuckle and sets him up atop the turnbuckle. SB going for a superplex attempt, but no, The Show blocks him, twice. They struggle until SB then unhooks his arm, and elbows Chad to the head before pulling off what has been known as the Flux Capacitor! OMG! They both appear dead. But somehow, someway, SB manages to drape an arm across The Show's chest and gets the one... two... three! Hard fought match with no love loss between these two confident young stars. The Show looks dejected and SB is soaking up the cheers. In a show of great sportsmanship, however, SB offers his hand to Chad Kurtis for a match well fought. The Show accepts to a great ovation, but they don't linger and soon part ways. They don't LIKE each other by any means but that was a hell of a match.
Stylin' Kyle Roberts starts off for his team against the reigning Television Champion, Jeff James. Tie up in the center of the ring, Kyle takes advantage with a headlock. Jeff James elbows once, twice, thrice, breaks out and hits the ropes... grabbed by the hair! Kyle drags James back into the headlock a la the late, great Eddie Guerrero. Roberts cinches in the headlock, grinning. He taps his head to remind the opposition and the crowd that he is "SMARTER THAN YOU." James tries to get out, Kyle cinching in the headlock. He's almost playing with the TV Champion. James tries a back suplex, Roberts throws his weight forward and brings James down to the mat. Kyle with a little amateur wrestling action, he rides James on the mat and then paintbrushes the back of James' head. Oooh. James pops back up, and he's furious. James gets in Kyle's face, yelling right at him as Kyle smirks. Kyle piefaces James! He truly does not consider James and Muerte at his level. James swallows hard. The crowd is quite into this, laughing at James SLAP IN THE FACE. JEFF JAMES SLAPS KYLE ROBERTS RIGHT IN THE MOUTH. The crowd gasps, as Kyle puts a hand to his cheek in shock. Jeff James screaming in Kyle's face "Where's your rapping now huh, 'thug'? 'THUG LIFE' bitch, you want to talk at me like I'm a joke?" Kyle looks on at James and IT'S ON! Roberts firing away at the smaller Jeff James, James firing back, this has busted loose. Stylin' Kyle Roberts disrespect to the TV Champion has sparked something inside of James, and this has degenerated into a fist-fight. Referee Dick Kiebiech trying to regain some order, James off the ropes --- he hits Kyle with a leg lariat! Cover one, two, Kyle kicks out, James to the ropes again, STYLESKICK from Roberts knocks James to the canvas! Roberts with a cover, James kicks out at two. Roberts with a quick pick-up, side backbreaker, and then it's the ARROGANT COVER~! One foot on the chest, COME ON BABY, one, two, James kicks out. Roberts grabs an arm bar and then tags in The Beast. Richards steps into the ring, he isn't taking this quite as light as Roberts. Big suplex from The Beast, holding James in the air before falling backwards to the canvas. The wind knocked out of Jeff James, but he's able to make a tag to the masked Dio Muerte. Muerte comes into the ring with his baseball bat in hand. Dick Kiebiech "whoawhoawhoawhoa!" Kiebiech tells Muerte to drop the bat or get DQed. Muerte with a thought, then he tosses the bat off and raises his dukes. He wants to fight The Beast, who responds with a slow nod, linking his fingers together and cracking his knuckles. Muerte swoops in with a right cross and left jab, catching The Beast. The Beast is reeling, Muerte with an irish whip then --- Richards plants his feet and refuses to be tossed. Muerte pulls, Bruce pulls him in for a short-arm clothesline instead, ducked by Muerte, he hits a shuffle sidekick on The Beast. Quick pinfall attempt, The Beast with no problems kicking out. Muerte scrambles all over the man and starts raining down lefts and rights before standing up yelling "How ya like me now?" He turns around... and The Beast is on his feet. Do you know why he's called The Beast? Because in the ring, there's no charts, no class. Just animal brutality. The Beast roars and runs Muerte over! BOOM. Muerte yanked up to his feet, SHORT LARIAT. Muerte yanked up again, The Beast hauls him on his shoulder for the Human Torture Rack! He's breaking Muerte in half, Jeff James runs for a save --- and he eats a big boot by The Beast! To finish up, Richards hoists Muerte up off his shoulders... then slams Muerte on top of Jeff James. Tag in to Stylin' Kyle, D-X with a classic New & Improved Double Leg Drag which sends Jeff James over the top rope to the outside. Roberts slaps the ropes and "YAHS!", running the ropes for a Lionsault on Dio Muerte! One! Two! Kick-out by Muerte, but D-X is in firm control. The referee telling Bruce to get out of the ring, but before he does that, he holds Dio Muerte up... Roberts off the ropes with a clothesline! Hart Attack right here in Calgary, the crowd goes nuts! Richards out, Roberts covers ONE, TWO, TH--- Jeff James makes a save. Kyle stomps James in the face and then tosses him back out of the ring with a look of contempt. He grabs Muerte... THE MOOSE JAW DRIVER! Muerte is down again, and this time Kyle Roberts with another tag to The Beast. Bruce is in, it looks bad for James & Muerte as the champions are just dominating. Dio Muerte is given time to get up in the middle of the ring... Roberts with the POLAR-IZER! And with The Beast up top, that means it's time to get Down 'N' Dirty! The Beast moonsault connects, this is it ONE, TWO, THREE--- OH MY GOD~! JEFF JAMES WITH A SHOOT STAR PRESS ONTO THE BEAST! Yet again saving the match for his team, but he's now being double-teamed! Wait a minute! Rushing the ring from the crowd are The Foundation, Thomas Young and Prince Darko! They look ready to attack D-X ... CELTIC ASSASSINS! The Assassins have come out of the curtain and catch up to The Foundation, brawling them out! Assassins and Foundation on the floor renewing an old rivalry. The Celts have sworn to make sure nobody screws D-X over, they want a title rematch against D-X soon! Meanwhile in the ring, Roberts sends Jeff James to the ropes, STYLESKICK, James ducks and catches Roberts, hitting a Side Effect! The Beast with a clothesline, ducked by James who swings out with a kick. Caught by The Beast... James with an Owenziguri to the back of The Beast's head! CRACK. Bruce down to his knees and Kyle down, Jeff James back to his corner. He's yelling, screaming for a tag... The Beast tags out to Kyle Roberts, but Dio Muerte tags out to Jeff James! James leaps to the top rope and springboards off, catching Kyle with a flying headscissors! Roberts pops back up, and for his trouble eats a Jumping Superkick! The Beast rushes into the ring however, catching James with a Cobra Clutch...Bomb. He turns around however into THE DEMORTALIZER! Dio Muerte out of NOWHERE with his flipping DDT on The Beast! That leaves Kyle Roberts and Jeff James in the ring alone. Kyle is first to his feet, no playin' now, he hoists Jeff James up for the Emerald Fusion. Wait a minute, James gets free. Kyle turns around, boot to the gut... THE JAMES EFFECT connects. Kyle is down, he is out, Jeff James makes the cover NEW CHAMPIONS ONE TWO TH--- STONE ZELLOR! And Clint Zellor! The Midnight Cowboys attacking Jeff James from behind in full view of the referee. They hoist James up, Staten Special! BOOM. Kiebiech is signalling for the bell, and The Midnight Cowboys roll out. The Assassins and Foundation have realized what's going on as Frank Warburton makes the announcement. Your winners, by disqualification, Jeff James and Dio Muerte! The titles do not change hands on a DQ... it's still D-X vs The Midnight Cowboys on Tuesday Night Fights with the belts on the line! The Cowboys know exactly what they just did. D-X rides into TNF with their belts intact but a hard loss on the books... Here comes R. Joseph Winchell III again. He looks please, far, far too pleased. "Well D-X, you keep your titles for another show... at least until Tuesday Night! But let's talk about YOU, Celtic Assassins! I warned you that if you got involved in NOT-YOUR-BUSINESS again you would be suspended! Indefinitely! Well I am a man of my word... Celtic Assassins, as of this moment, you are OFF the shows! SUSPENDED! Until I damn well say otherwise! And if you show up at an NAPW event in any way, then it's not just suspended, it's fired! HAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
The crowd is revolting, half-near rioting. The Midnight Cowboys smirk in the aisle, in the ring D-X looks worn and frustrated, and on the outside... The Celtic Assassins shrug and roll Prince Darko in the ring. Ut oh. Young, James and Muerte are on the outside... D-X block them from coming in as the Celtic Assassins hit Darko with the CELTIC CRUSHER. Possibly for the last time. "The Scottish Wrecking Machine" Al Thoes then presses the man over his head, throwing Darko into his Foundation allies. The crowd is upset, chanting "Please don't go, please don't go", but Winchell continues laughing maniacally. He's off his nut, the commish is... and then Action! goes off the air.
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