We fade into The Venue at the Velvet Rabbit to a jam-packed standing room only where Denzel Porter stands in the center of the ring listening to the massive ovation from the crowd with a microphone in hand.
DENZEL PORTER: Welcome to Day One Session 2 of the CCPE 2022 Cannabis Cup!
The crowd roars louder as Denzel continues.
DENZEL PORTER: Already today we’ve seen eight superstars from all over the world advance to the next round, and now we find out the other half of that Sweet 16! The Cannabis Cup continues… now!
PIP: Ladies and Gentleman the following contest is a First Round match in the 2022 Cannabis Cup! Introducing first, she is… APATHY!
[As the static crackles over the arena speakers and the melodic strings begin to play, the lights go down bathing the crowd and arena in a sea of red with the occasional pulse of white that breaks the monotony. Fog creeps from both sides of the stage until a figure steps out. Legs parted, one arm stretched into the air, the fist closed]
##You're entitled
Condescending
So self-righteous
Without ending
Sitting watching
While consuming
Pretending it’s just fine##
[As the bass kicks in, a bright white light shines down on the figure, revealing Apathy. She opens her fist and breathes in the electricity lowering her arm and graciously bowing as she begins making her way down the ramp]
##Disillusioned by the noise
Thinking you still have a choice
Always praying
Never straying from the line##
[She rushes to the bottom of the ramp and hops up on the ring apron, spinning around and stretching out her arms as if to ask the crowd if this is what they came for. If they are not entertained. She hops the top rope and saunters to the far corner, climbing the turnbuckle and bows with a hand flair, egging on the crowd]
##You stare at empty mirrors
Looking for a sign
Nothing but reflections
Of the faults that left you blind
Calling for a savior
To convince you it's alright
Running from the consequence
You're wasting precious time
There’s nowhere left to hide##
PIP: Introducing her opponent, he is the 2022 KING of the XWF, and is a proud member of Those No Good Bastards, he is BOBBY BOURBON!
The lights in the arena go deep blue as smoke fills the air. Pink and silver laser lights cut through the smoke and it looks fucking rad.
As Arch Enemy blares throughout The Venue, slowly walking out onto the entrance ramp is Bobby Bourbon. He stops, surveys the whole of the small arena, raises his fists at 45 degree angles, and continues his deliberate plod towards the ring. Bobby climbs the steps, then climbs the nearest ring post half way and raises his fists at 45 degree angles. The lights go back to normal and the music stops. The XWF Universe in attendance, becoming hooligans, all chant in unison.
*FUCK 'EM UP, BOBBY, FUCK 'EM UP!*
The bell sounds as Bobby and Apathy walk out toward the center of the ring. They lock up, jockeying for position with Bobby driving Apathy back into the ropes. He holds her against the ropes while the referee lays the count to him. Bourbon breaks the hold and backs away at the four-count. Apathy comes out off the ropes where she immediately locks up with the larger Bourbon a second time before snatching a back waist lock transitioned into a drop toe hold that takes Bourbon down to the mat and allows Apathy to quickly transition into a Bow and Arrow submission!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Apathy is one of those FIGHT! NYC alumni that you do not want to underestimate. Many have fallen to her over the years.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: You’re right at that, Von Riggtenstein, but Bobby Bourbon is no slouch himself!
The referee asks Bourbon to surrender, he refuses of course as Apathy’s own shoulders hit the mat.
1!!
2!!
THR…
Apathy is forced to break the hold as the near 300 lbs Bourbon is a little too much to bear. Yet Apathy is back to her feet where she catches Bourbon with a boot to the midsection upon him working his way back to his feet. Apathy lands a backbreaker as she forces a cover!
1!!
2!!
THR..
Bourbon escapes with a kickout. Apathy is back to a vertical base where she STEPS on Bourbon to a massive pop from the crowd! Apathy reaches down picking Bourbon up off the mat where Bobby gouges her in the eyes drawing boos from the crowd. He drives her back into a neutral corner where he lands a series of shoulder blocks to the midsection as the crowd boos intently.
Bourbon fires Apathy across the ring and into the opposite buckles where he charges in after her with an Avalanche Splash into the buckles! Apathy staggers out from the corner and into a massive lariat from Bourbon that sends her crashing to the mat and pone for a running back senton from the larger Bourbon! Bobby forces the cover.
1!!
2!!
THR…
Apathy escapes to a pop from the New York Crowd! Bobby starts choking her with both hands across the throat which draws more boos from the crowd as the referee lays the count. Bobby breaks at four as he then steps back up to his feet where Bobby starts to stomp away at Apathy. The boos reign down upon him which takes his attention as he responds by flipping off the New York Crowd which only infuriates them more.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Well, Bobby Bourbon certainly isn’t a fan of the audience in attendance, and he’s not afraid to tell them so. But he really should focus on Apathy.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Looks like Bobby needs to show these fans more apathy! And Apathy needs to show Bobby more of these fans!
Riggs gives Johnny the stink-eye.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Yeah, I dunno.
Bourbon reaches down, picking Apathy back up off the mat where he shoots her into a set of buckles. Bobby charges in after her only to eat a reverse elbow that staggers him backward. Apathy comes out of the corner with a boot to the midsection where she locks a front face lock! Apathy hoists Bourbon up into the air and lands a Falcon Arrow to a pop from the crowd. She rolls into a cover hooking the near leg.
1!!
2!!
THRE..
Bourbon escapes with a kickout.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: See what I mean, all that taunting and jaw-jacking and taunting the fans almost cost Bobby the match.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Lemme try again. If Bobby spent MORE time showing APATHY to the fans and LESS time showing APATHY that’s he’s not taking her seriously!
Riggs looks unconvinced.
Apathy starts getting back to her feet where she reaches down snatching Bourbon up by the hair and rocks him with a stiff right hand, followed by a second, and then a third before bouncing off the rope only to be cut off by a knee into the midsection by Bourbon! Bobby underhooks the arms of Apathy looking for a butterfly suplex that Apathy counters with a back body drop!
Bourbon pops back up to his feet where he walks into Roaring Headbutt!!
Bobby drops to one knee where Apathy locks onto a front face lock and plants him with a DDT! Apathy quickly rolls Bourbon over into a cover.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Bobby escapes with a kick out to a gasp from the crowd as Apathy gets to one knee before stepping up to her feet. She reaches down, picking Bourbon up off the mat! She takes him up over her shoulders into a Fireman’s Carry but the crowd boo intently as Bourbon gouges Apathy’s eyes and is able to slide down her back! Apathy is spun around where Bourbon locks on a Bear hug!
The referee is in position asking Apathy to surrender while Bourbon squeezes harder.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: That’s a whole lotta man squeezing a whole lotta Apathy!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: It’s gonna take a lot more than that to put Apathy down!
Apathy refuses to surrender as Bobby squeezes tighter on the bearhug. The New York crowd starts to rally behind Apathy while the referee continues to ask her to surrender. Apathy reverses before biting Bourbon across the forehead garnering a huge reaction as the hold is broken! The official reprimands Apathy who pays him no attention as she starts hammering away at Bourbon with a series of right hands!
Bourbon swings at Apathy who ducks! Bobby spins around where he’s driven into the mat with White Noise!
Apathy backs herself up into a corner as the crowd inside the Venue starts to get to a fever pitch as Bobby can be seen rolling over and pushing himself up off the mat! He starts to reach a vertical base when Apathy explodes from the corner with a Brogue Kick to Bourbon dropping him where he stands!
Apathy drops down into a cover hooking the inside leg!
1!!
2!!
THRE..
Bourbon fires a shoulder up off the mat to a huge gasp from the crowd!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Don’t let up Apathy!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: It’s gonna take a lot more than that, I’m afraid! Maybe she could try cyanide? EMP grenades?
Apathy starts working her way back up to a vertical base. She reaches down, picking Bourbon up off the mat where she rocks him back into the ropes with a stiff European Uppercut! Apathy comes forward taking Bourbon and shooting him across the ring with an Irish Whip, Bourbon bounces off the far side as Apathy drops her head for a massive back body drop!
Bourbon puts on the brakes! He positions her head between his legs where he hoists her up into the air and drives her down into the mat with the BOURBON BOMB! Bobby drops down into the cover hooking the near leg.
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2!!
3!!
PIP The winner of this contest, and advancing in the Cannabis Cup… BOBBY BOURBON!
The crowd boos intently as Bourbon is getting to his feet where he flips off the crowd that’s gathered inside the Venue at the Velvet Rabbit.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: A valiant effort from Apathy, but she’s been in the game long enough. Just another day for her.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: NOT another day for the fans, though, who now have to deal with Bourbon rubbing it in! Tch, I HATE people like that!
Then there’s a pause.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Anyway, just a friendly reminder that this past Sunday, I entered the UGWC Hall of Fame all on my own! Ha ha ha!
PIP: Ladies and Gentleman the next contest is scheduled for one fall and is a First Round Match in the CCPE 2022 Cannabis Cup Tournament!
The lights in the arena go completely dark as 'One for the money by Escape the Fate' hits the speakers. Only a spotlight hits the very top of the stage as you see a man and his wife standing with his back turned, the back of the shirt reads 'Casino Kid'. Pyro goes up into the air from both sides of the stage as all lights then come on and Justin York and his wife turn and begin down the ramp, Taunting fans as they go.
PIP COLLINS: Making his way to the ring, from Toronto Ontario Canada, he weighs in at 195 Pounds I give you the Casino Kid Justin York
Once entering the ringside area, he takes a walk around the ring rudely gesturing to the crowd and taunting some more before holding the ropes for his wife to enter and getting into the ring and giving his signature middle finger to the camera with a cocky smirk while boos reign down from the arena.
PIP COLLINS: his opponent… BRITTANI HELMS!
Helms emerges to fanfare from the New York crowd as she tags hands on the way to the ring.
DING… DING…. DING….
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Justin runs at Helms with a spear but Helms sidesteps him and Justin connects with nothing but air. Helms runs off the ropes and takes a dazed Justin York to the mat with a flying clothesline. Helms keeps him down with kicks to the ribs and an elbow drop to the lower spine. Helms runs off the ropes but Justin drops her to the mat with a spine buster. Justin lashes out with a super kick. He then follows it up with a kick to her gut hitting a DDT. The crowd boos intently as York gets back to his feet taunting the crowd.
He reaches down to pick up Brittani who counters the pick up into an Inside Cradle
ONE...
TWO... NO! KICK OUT!
Justin gets an easy shoulder off the mat. Helms is the first to her feet where he snatches both the legs of York. Brittani looks across the sold-out Venue before attempting a sharpshooter which Justin counters with a small package that Helms rolls right out of. She gets to her feet as Justin charges at her hitting a spear. He covers her.
ONE...
TWO... NO! KICK OUT!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: York damn near speared Helms out of her boots just now!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: She folded more times than a bill in a g-string!
Another easy shoulder off the mat breaks the count. Justin lifts her off the mat and attempts a DDT but Helms counters with an inverted atomic drop that sends Justin off the ropes. They meet in the middle of the ring with a clothesline each. Both are down. The referee starts to lay the count to both Helms and York.
At the five-count Justin starts to stir while we see Helms rolling out to the ring apron.
Justin is on his feet but he fails to see Helms. He looks around the ring. Nothing. He sees her standing on the ring apron. She leaps onto the ropes and dives at Justin hitting him with a springboard cutter that drives him into the canvas. She rolls him over and hooks the leg.
ONE...
TWO...
THR... NO! KICK OUT!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: She cut him with the cutter but couldn’t cut it!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: See Johnny, HELMS HOOKED THE LEG! York still kicked out! Ya jackass!
Johnny blows raspberries as he rolls his eyes.
Justin just manages to roll to his side, breaking the count. Helms lifts him off the mat and positions him for a suplex. Justin blocks it before lifting Helms for one of his own which he turns into a Brainbuster as he brings Helms crashing to the canvas. He places his feet on her shoulders as the referee counts.
ONE...
TWO...
THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Helms cracks her ankles against the sides of Justin’s skull to break the count.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Not the most orthodox or safe way to get out of a pinning predicament, but successful nonetheless.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: A move for every occasion! Escape using innovation!
Both slowly get to their feet. Justin hits Helms with a superkick that knocks her over the top rope. She clings to the rope to stop herself from falling ringside and pulls herself onto the ring apron. Justin reaches to pull her back into the ring but Helms grabs him and drops him throat first onto the top rope. Justin springs back landing on the mat. Helm climbs to the top turnbuckle!
She sizes up Justin where she leaps off the top rope with a Blockbuster! Helms makes the cover!
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Justin escapes with a kick out to a huge gasp from the crowd! Brittani picks York up off the mat where she hammers him with a series of forearm shots to the jaw before taking him back into the ropes where she fires him across the ring, York bounces off the ropes where he ducks under a Helms lariat, he bounces off the farside gaining more momentum as he is met with a Tilt-A-Whirl backbreaker by Helms to a huge pop from the New York crowd!
Helms rolls back out to the ring apron where she starts to make her way up to the top rope.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Hot damn, did you see Helms spin York like he was a baton in a marching band? She bent that man in half with that backbreaker!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: He folded more times than a-
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: You already made that joke!!
Helms has her sights locked on York as she leaps off the top with a Frog Splash! York draws his knees up at the last possible second driving them into the midsection of Helms! The crowd starts to boo intently toward the ring as Justin starts working his way back up to his feet. He makes his way to Helms picking her up off the mat where he scoops her over his shoulder only to see her slip down his back locking in a Sleeper!
The crowd roars as Helms wraps her legs around the back of York while trying to squeeze the life out of York! The referee is in perfect position as he starts asking York to surrender. Justin refuses but suddenly drops to one knee! Helms continues to crank on the sleeper only to see Justin power back up to his feet where he runs back into a corner smashing Helms into the buckles and breaking the hold!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Sometimes you gotta go back to the use of brute force when finesse isn’t an option.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: A suplex is all fine and dandy, but smashing someone in the face until you reach bone works in a pinch!
Justin is the first to his feet where he picks Brittani up off the mat, locks her in position and delivers a standing Spanish Fly! He scurries into the cover, hooking the near leg.
1!!
2!!
THRE..
Brittani escapes with a kick out to a thunderous ovation! York gets to his knees holding up three fingers toward the referee who in turn shows him two inches! York steps back up to his feet where he calls for the Casino Crusher!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Ooooooh so damn close. York looks like he’s getting ready for something big!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Could he hit the jackpot right about now?
York picks Helms up off the mat where he takes her up in the air across his shoulders where he delivers the reverse GTS on Helms! York makes the cover by hooking both legs.
1!!
2!!
3!!
DING… DING… DING…
PIP: Ladies and Gentleman the winner of this contest, and advancing in the Cannabis Cup, JUSTIN YORK!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Great match. These two really left it all in the ring. And York moves onto the next round!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Another downer for the fans! I think they’re gonna need a feel-good moment pretty soon here before they… well… not riot - they’re weed-heads - but protest with a mass-snack break?
York celebrates his victory.
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PIP: Ladies and Gentleman the following contest is a first-round match in the 2022 Cannabis Cup Tournament Match, currently in the ring she is KRYSTAL ZDUNICH!
PIP: Introducing her opponent, he is representing CCPE… he is SEBASTIAN EVERETT-BRYCE!
The lights in the arena dip to black in time with the sirens and beat to the opening of Sweatpants (BattleTapes Remix) by Childish Gambino, the lights then beginning to flash, alternating left and right onto the ramp. In time, the letters "S", "E", "B", and then "Empire" flash one at a time on the big screen until the lights stop flashing as the lyrics hit.
"She askin' “Why you say that?!”
The beat drops and the lights flash on the rampway again. As they do, the screen illuminates with "SEB" and then "EMPIRE" flashing on the sceen.
"Rich kid asshole, paint me as a villain"
Sebastian Everett-Bryce flings his arms wide, staring up with his head covered by the hood of his jacket. He stands in the middle of the ramp, the lights beating down on him, before looking out at the crowd. He wears a long jacket with the hood pulled up over his head, zipped to the waist. The jacket, which is cut away at the bottom and only runs down the back of his legs, is patterned with an elongated Union Flag, but it’s in black and white and appears to be cracked and broken. His tights are short, with the initials SEB emblazoned upon the front.
The lights lift, and SEB makes his way to the ring, stretching his neck from side to side as he walks, his eyes focused on the ring. He climbs up the steps and steps through the ropes before standing in the middle of the ring.
"I'm winnin', yeah, yeah, I'm winnin' (What?)
Rich kid, asshole, paint me as a villain"
He extends his arms once more before pulling back his hood and removing his jacket to reveal the back of his tights which read “S.E.B”
"Don't be mad cause I'm doing me better than you doing you
Better than you doing you, fuck it, what you gon' do? (What?!)"
He flashes his arms out to a side, a satisfied and somewhat sneery grin upon his face, he holds the position for a moment, to allow the crowd to take pictures, before moving towards his corner.
The bell sounds and we are underway as SEB and Krystal circle each other before locking up in the center ring of the ring. They jockey for position before SEB latches onto a side headlock! Krystal counters into an arm bar. SEB reaches down between his legs snatching her right ankle and taking it out from underneath her breaking the hold as SEB looks for an ankle lock! Krystal rolls over onto her back kicking SEB back into the ropes, Krystal nips up only to be taken down with a running lariat!
SEB puts Krystal in a seated position before looking to deliver a kick to the chest, Krystal ducks the kick and counters with a School Boy!
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2!!
TH..
SEB escapes with a kick-out as they are both getting back to their feet with Krystal landing a series of forearm smashes to SEB before bouncing off the ropes only to be caught with a front waist lock from Sebastian! He hurls her overhead with a release belly-to-belly suplex!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: I’ve seen these two both in the ring with Dane, they’re both as talented as it gets. But if I was a betting man, I’d be putting my money on Sebastian, a couple weeks back he snapped Dane’s 2 month long winning streak. He’s coming into this with a helluva lotta momentum
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Tsk, I’m putting my money on Zdunich, if only to spite “Sebastian”. THAT’LL teach him for like all those tweets disparaging my good name!
SEB is the first back to his feet where he measures Krystal and delivers a running knee strike as she is getting back to her feet which takes her back down to the mat! SEB makes the cover.
1!!
2!!
THR…
Krystal pops a shoulder up of the mat. SEB gets back up where he picks Krystal up and delivers a stiff European Uppercut that sends Krystal back into a neutral corner! SEB charges in where he eats a reverse elbow strike that sends him staggering back toward the center of the ring.
Krystal gets on the middle ropes where she leaps off with a Missile Dropkick to SEB! Krystal gets back to a vertical base where she runs toward the ropes with a springboard off the middle rope into an Elbow Drop across the sternum of SEB!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: What she lacks in size, she certainly makes up for in speed and agility. Stick and move. Nice elbow from the second rope!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Fun fact: both Zdunich and Everett-Bryce were in the UGWC together at one point. Zdunich left to find her fortune elsewhere, but “Sebastian” has held tight and made quite the name for himself in The Coalition, now as their still-reigning Chaos Champion!
Krystal makes the cover.
1!!
2!!
THR..
Kickout by SEB as Krystal transitions into a rear chin lock. The referee slides into position asking SEB to surrender. He refuses before starting to work his way back up to his feet. SEB turns into the chin lock where he takes Krystal back into the ropes shooting her across the ring, Krystal bounces off the near side swinging with a clothesline, SEB ducks while taking a Full Nelson, and snaps off a Dragon Suplex with a Bridge!
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2!!
THR..
Krystal kicks out to a pop from the crowd!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: A horrifyingly brutal move even WITHOUT the bridge?
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Wow! I half expected her neck to be broken after that Dragon Suplex.
SEB gets to his feet where he picks Krystal up off the mat, he laces her across the chest with a knife-edge chop that echoes throughout the Venue. SEB lands a kick to the right leg followed by one to the left before driving a boot to the midsection where he latches onto another front waist lock where he lands a Northern Light Suplex with a bridge.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Krystal escapes the nearfall.
SEB works his way back to his feet where he once again reaches down, picking Krystal up off the mat who counters with an inside cradle!
1!!
2!!
THRE…
SEB counters out into The Kings Road Submission! The calf crusher is locked in as the referee immediately starts asking Krystal to surrender! She refuses to give it up as the referee continues to ask who shakes him off before she starts to inch her way toward the bottom rope. She get close enough to latch onto the bottom rope!
The referee calls for the break as SEB gives it.
SEB gets back to his feet where he picks up Krystal and drives her back into a set of buckles where he lands a series of shoulder blocks. SEB hoists Krystal up to a seated position on the top turnbuckle.
SEB climbs up on the middle ropes where he locks onto a front face lock! He looks for a Superplex only to see Krystal latch onto the top rope! He looks for it a second time and again she latches onto the top rope before slipping down to the mat where she lands a running Liger Bomb!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Beautiful execution by Zdunich! Can she secure the win?
JOHNNY HITMAKER: If it’s gonna happen, it’s gonna be NOW, Sonic the Rigghog!
She makes the cover!
1!!
2!!
THRE…
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: SO CLOSE!
SEB shoots a shoulder up off the mat to a pop from the crowd! Both participants are down, but only for a moment as Krystal starts pushing herself up off the mat and back to a vertical base. She picks SEB up and takes him back into the ropes before shooting him across the ring with an Irish Whip, SEB bounces off the ropes ducking a lariat where he bounces off the far side gaining a full head of steam, Krystal spins around and eats with EMPIRE KICK!
SEB makes the cover, hooking the near leg.
1!!
2!!
3!!
PIP: Ladies and Gentleman, the winner of this contest and advancing in the Cannabis Cup, SEBASTIAN EVERETT-BRYCE!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Can’t even be mad at this outcome. I had my suspicions that this is how the match would go.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: ANOTHER CCCP Enterprises member wins at the CCCP Cup!!
SEB has his arm raised in victory
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PIP: Ladies and gentleman the following contest is a first round match in the CCPE Cannabis Cup!
PIP: Introducing first, about to make her way to the ring… JESSIE SALCO!
The NYC crowd pops huge for Jessie as she emerges out to the top of the ramp throwing her right arm up in the air. She starts to make her way toward the ring, tagging a few hands as she goes.
Jessie reaches ringside where she slides into the ring and waits for her opponent.
PIP: Introducing her opponent, about to make his way to the ring, he is GERARD ANGELO!
The lights go out in the arena and the sound of a synth starts playing.
“I CAN’T STOP!”
The lights start to flash as “STOP” repeats over and over from different speakers in the arena as the beat starts to build and then it drops.
BOOM!
A small explosion of gold fireworks goes off
“I CAN’T STOP!”
The lights come back on as Kanye West’s voice serenades the people as they give loud boos (Accompanied by a small smattering of cheers) as Gerard Angelo is shown standing on stage, back to the crowd, the hood of his hoodie pulled up, right arm raised above his head at an angle, one finger extended. He throws his hood back with the same hand and spins around to the crowd, arms extended, like he’s absorbing another wave of booing, a cocky smirk etched across his face as he surveys the crowd behind his trademark sunglasses. He makes his way down to the ring slowly, brushing off fans and taunting them.
He stops at the ring stairs and slaps the top step before climbing them, and walking to the center of the ring apron. Angelo surveys the arena crowd once more, before slipping through the middle and top rope into the ring. He walks to the opposite ring post, leaping up onto the second turnbuckle. Gerry points to the crowd before unzipping his hoodie, which gets more than a few ladies in the audience to scream out, before pulling it off and pretending to toss it to the fans, before just dropping it on the floor with a smirk. "The Hollywood Hero" hops down and removes his trademark sunglasses, placing them in the corner neatly before leaning back against the turnbuckles, still mouthing off to the fans as he starts to stretch.
The opening bell sounds as we are underway. Gerard and Jessie lock up in the center of the ring where Gerard shoves Jessie back into a set of buckles with his size and strength. Gerard taunts Jessie drawing some boos from the crowd. Jessie comes out from the corner where they circle each other before locking up once again. Gerard snatches a quick side headlock where he starts cranking on Jessie’s head before snapping her over to the mat with a side headlock takeover with both of her shoulders hitting the mat.
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2!!
TH..
Jessie escapes with headscissors! Gerard works his way to both knees where he flips over Salco stacking her shoulders to the mat a second time.
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2!!
THR..
Salco escapes as she bridges up and out of the pin attempt before countering with a backslide attempt!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Gerard Angelo is wasting no time, with two pinfall attempts in the opening moments of this match.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: It’s a surprisingly good tactic that never works!
Angelo and Salco jockey for the backslide but it’s Gerard with the strength and leverage to take Salco over with the backslide but it’s Salco who rolls through freeing herself as she is back to her feet with Gerard on his knees where he’s met with a step-up shining wizard to the temple!
Salco quickly makes the cover.
1!!
2!!
THR..
Gerard escapes with a kick out.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Angelo narrowly escapes.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Gerard JUST scrambled past the borders of Concussion City in one piece!
Salco gets back to her feet where she picks Angelo up and rocks him with a series of forearms to the jaw before taking him back into the ropes, Salco looks for the Irish Whip, Angelo reverses and sends Salco bouncing off the near side and into a tilt-a-whirl attempt that Salco counters with a headscissors take over!
Jessie pops back up to her feet where she sends Angelo sailing over the top rope and out to the floor with a lariat!
The crowd starts to stir as Salco sizes up Gerard from the ringside of the ring. Angelo starts to work his way back to a vertical base where Jessie springboards off the top rope with a flying cross body block down on top of Gerard to a thunderous pop from the crowd!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Jessie Salco has these fans in the palm of her hands!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: This could be that feel-good moment I was talking about!
Salco is back to her feet where she picks Gerard up and hurls him back into the ring. She climbs back up on the ring apron where she starts to scale the turnbuckles! Salco is poised on the top rope where she leaps off with a Swanton Bomb!
Gerard rolls out of the way, sending Jessie crashing down onto the mat.
Gerard starts getting back to his feet, he recovers for a few seconds before picking Jessie up off the mat where he takes her down with a swinging neckbreaker! Gerard gets back to his feet where he lands a standing moonsault with a cover!
1!!
2!!
THRE..
Salco escapes with a kick out to a pop from the crowd.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Jessie’s still alive! It ain’t over yet!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Getting out of a pinning predicament is one thing; surviving the next is another thing altogether!
Gerard gets back to a vertical base where he reaches down, picking Salco up off the mat. He drives her back into a neutral corner with a shoulder block. He laces her across the chest with a knife-edge chop across the chest, followed by a second and then a third before bringing Jessie out from the corner landing a side russian leg sweep.
Gerard floats over into the cover.
1!!
2!!
THRE..
Salco kicks out to a huge pop from the crowd! Gerard cuts his eyes toward the referee as he steps back up to his feet. He stomps away at Salco’s chest and sternum before picking her up off the mat. He lands a European Uppercut sending Salcp back into a neutral corner.
Angelo rushes toward Salco who side steps Gerard sending him crashing into the buckles. Salco spins around driving a boot into the midsection of Angelo where she plants him with a DDT!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: DID YOU SEE THAT?!? Angelo’s legs were straight in the air, looking like a lawn dart with that DDT!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: I don’t think that’s how you’re supposed to take a DDT, but here we are!
Salco starts getting back to a vertical base where she starts climbing up the turnbuckles from the inside of the ring. She reaches the top rope where Jessie sets sail with a picture perfect moonsault crashing down on top of Gerard! Salco makes the cover!
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Gerard escapes with a kick out to a huge gasp from the crowd! Jessie gets to one knee before stepping up to a vertical base. She reaches down picking up Angelo where she looks to scoop him up and slam him to the mat, Angelo slips down the back of Salco locking in a sleeper hold! The referee is in prime position as he checks for a choke hold before starting to ask Salco to surrender. Jessie refuses to give it up before countering with a sit out jawbreaker!
Jessie rolls out to the ring apron!
Salco pulls herself up to her feet using the ropes as Angelo clutches at his jaw. She springboards off the top rope landing a Tornado DDT! The crowd explodes as Salco makes the cover, hooking the near leg.
1!!
2!!
3!!
PIP: The winner of this contest and advancing in the Cannabis Cup, JESSIE SALCO!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Well! THERE’S that feel-good moment! Jessie’s lucky one was due!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Oh shut it, Hitmaker. That was a well deserved win for Jessie Salco!
The crowd roars for Jessie as she celebrates the victory.
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PIP: Ladies and Gentleman the following contest is a First Round match in the 2022 Cannabis Cup Tournament. Currently in the ring, LEVI RUSSOW!
There’s a mixed reception from the crowd.
PIP: And his opponent..
PIP: He represents the Trilogy, JASON CASHE!
The hymn-like hum vibrates through the area before Lauren Hill soundfully brings in the chorus. Jason Cashe comes out from the back with Josslynn Spencer holding his hand. His eyes are covered by sunglasses. Looking around the arena at the live audience, his eyes stay hidden behind the shades. Taking a long drag off an air joint, Cashe howls up into the sky, a few fans howl with him. Josslynn gives him a 'good game' slap to the butt and they head down to the ring.
Stopping as the aisle turns to ringside, Cashe drags a foot creating an imaginary line. This is the line where when passed, the talking stops. Giving Josslynn a kiss, she heads around the ring as Cashe steps into a jog, leaping up on the apron onto his left knee. He stands, ducking under the top rope to enter the ring. Taking off the sunglasses as he enters, he rushes across the ring and launches them deep into the crowd. Growling a roar to the live audience, showing he was ready to scrap.
Upon the bell ringing, Cashe simply steps forward two paces before standing and motioning for Levi to make a move towards him. Levi approaches, going for a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Cashe obliges, only to quickly slip behind Levi with a standing switch before tripping him flat to the mat by pulling his ankles. Cashe immediately hops onto Levi, only to spin around to top sprawl and push off Levi back to standing.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Fun fact again: I’ve known Levi Russow for the better part of… HOLY SHIT, 15 YEARS?? Well anyway, it seems to me that this is going to be one helluvan interesting contest!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Seems to me that Cashe is toying with Russow right now.
Cashe, once again standing, motions towards Levi to try again. Annoyed by this, Levi gets back up to a vertical base and begins to circle Cashe, who doesn't even move - except his head to track Levi's movements and keep eye contact. Levi steps back in once more, now with a waist-grapple from almost the side. Levi looks to try to hoist up Cashe, but Cashe responds with a back elbow mid-lift that causes Levi to release grip and stumble back.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Is Cashe even trying right now?
JOHNNY HITMAKER: A little bit.
Cashe wastes no time in pursuit, snapping several jabs into Levi as he continues to stumble backwards. Levi ends up against the ropes near the corner, where Cashe simply grabs him by the back of the head and slams him face first into the top turnbuckle pad. Levi slumps into the corner but facing towards Cashe, who continues to rain-in further jabs and body shots before he throws up both hands and unleashes a Grizzly Magnum-style double Open Palm Chest Slaps into Levi's chest! The impact of the slaps echo for all to hear, even causing groans from the crowd as he turns and steps away after impact!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: GOD DAMN! Did you hear the impact of those chest slaps from Cashe?
JOHNNY HITMAKER: I thought stoners weren’t supposed to BE this aggressive!
Levi, still holding his chest, slowly slides down and is seated in the corner. However, Cashe is clearly not done as he takes a few more steps away before turning around and rushing into Levi with a Cannonball Senton!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: I’m reminded of that scene in The Sandlot where Ham screams CAAAAAAAANNONBALL before making a huge splash. This is just a slow paced slaughter.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: I assure you, Canadians haven’t ever seen that movie, if it’s even a movie.
Cashe rolls backwards and away from Levi slightly, only to pull him out of the corner and attempt a cover!
1!
2!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Russow isn’t putting up much of a fight, but still he refuses to go down.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: He’s just playing the long con, Rigg-gina George from Mean Girls!
A kickout from Levi, who then sits up immediately as Cashe stares down at him. Cashe picks Levi up from the mat, repositioning himself with his back facing towards center-ring. Slinging Levi's arm over his neck, Cashe quickly slings him back down to the mat with a Snap Suplex, floating over!
1!
2!
Another kickout from Levi, pressing Cashe to continue the offensive.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Tsk tsk tsk!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Let me guess, you’re going to say Cashe doesn’t know how to pin Russow because he’s not HOOO….KING….DA….LEG?
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Well…
Wasting zero time again, Cashe appears to step up the aggression as he nearly rips Levi up from the mat, hooking him into what looks to be an Exploder Suplex, but Levi is able to shake out the cobwebs and elbows Cashe right in the side of the head! Cashe eats another elbow for his troubles, stumbling back before Levi shoves Cashe backwards into the ropes. Levi steps in, nailing a massive knife-edge chop before immediately whipping Cashe to the opposite side of the ring. Upon return, Levi meets him halfway and leaps up with a Spinning Elbow, bringing the amount of elbows eaten by Cashe now to three as both men crash to the mat.
Levi, not to be outdone, leaps back up and runs towards the ropes once more, rebounding before landing a quick senton before going for a pinfall!
1!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Effortless kickout by Jason Cashe!
Cashe, visibly appearing quite miffed that Levi has derailed his momentum, shoves Levi upwards and away as he sits up. Levi goes immediately for the sleeper hold, with Cashe simply looking at the ref. His expression speaks without verbal need, looking at the ref as if he is daring him to ask if he gives up. Levi tries to wrench in the sleeper a bit more, which this time causes Cashe to react to the mounting offense Levi is starting to get upon him.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Russow is going to have to put in a helluva lot more work to wear Cashe down.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Russow was a killer back in the day; he just needs to dig deep and find that killer instinct again!
Cashe begins to swing up to a knee, resulting in enough space before Cashe slams an elbow into Levi's ribs. This breaks the sleeper, allowing Cashe to get in a few more punches and slaps to give himself some breathing room. Levi, now open for attack, gets picked up and is almost completely over Cashe's shoulder as he charges towards the corner! He drops Levi onto the top turnbuckle, legs hooked outside of the ropes!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Cashe is lucky he doesn’t get much oxygen to his brain NORMALLY!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: And once more the momentum has shifted firmly back into Jason Cashe’s control, as Levi Russow is propped precariously on the top turnbuckle.
Cashe then slaps Levi in the chest before grabbing him by the shoulders and slinging him downwards to cause him to hang! Cashe rebounds from the intersecting side, charging in for the Mark of JASON, only to narrowly miss as Levi ducks the attempt! Cashe gets caught up on the rope as Levi begins to sling back up into a full sitting position, pulling Jason into him and slamming several hard forearm shots into his face. Cashe stumbles back, but only to come back in and hop onto the middle rope to confront Levi, but Levi begins to throw several quick shots into Cashe's ribs before shoving him back to the mat!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: I stand corrected, Russow has assumed control of the match once again. This guy’s like the Energizer Bunny…
JOHNNY HITMAKER: More like Knox, in that he keeps coming and coming and coming-
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: That’s “going and going and going”!
Cashe hits the mat, but begins to get back up. As soon as he makes it to his feet, he's met by an already mid-air Levi! Cashe gets kicked in his chest with a Top-Rope Missile Dropkick! Cashe gets sent backwards like he was hit by a point-blank shotgun blast, and falls hard! Levi, sensing a chance for a victory, scrambles for a pinfall as soon as he hits the mat!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Now THIS is the Levi Russow I remember!!
1!
2!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Can Levi Russow steal a victory from Jason Cashe?
2.4 KICKOUT!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Cashe with a kickout just in the nick of time.
Kickout by Cashe! Levi, appearing to be shocked by the kickout after hitting Cashe with what looked to be the force of a Mack truck, appears to hesitate slightly before he steps towards the turnbuckle, appearing to want to go high-risk! He begins to ascend with his back facing towards the ring, although slower. Jason, however, seems to recover quickly and hops up before Levi can make it to the top rope!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Ope! That might have been hitting the well one time too often! Now Cashe is goin’ in for a dip!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Jason Cashe goes back on the offensive.
Cashe begins to slam overhead forearms into Levi's back repeatedly, causing Levi to slump forward as he eats several more. Cashe grabs Levi and pulls him upwards, stepping slightly over to the middle rope before pulling Levi down to the mat with an Avalanche-variation of the U.T.I.!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Looks like it’s the beginning of the end for Levi Russow here.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Don’t be so sure!
Jason pops up, scooping Levi back up before pulling him into Powerbomb-start position. Underhooking Levi's arms, Cashe lifts him up before dropping to his knees, crashing Levi's head into the mat with the Scrap Action Driver!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Scrap! Action!! Driver!!!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: And Cashe goes for a cover, does he have it this time?
Jason looks down at Levi, rolling him over and covering him by simply pressing one hand down on his chest!
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2!
3!
PIP: The winner of this contest, and advancing in the Cannabis Cup Tournament, JASON CASHE!
Jason has his arm raised in victory before he exits the ring and starts making his way backstage.
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PIP: The following contest is a first round match in the 2022 Cannabis Cup Tournament. Currently in the ring, DIAMOND STEELE
PIP: Her opponent, about to make his way to the ring, representing CCPE… MARK FLYNN
Comes out in a dazzling blue robe. Across the back, it says "King of the Midcarders". He has no expression and makes no eye contact with his opponent. When the bell rings, he shifts gear and a snarl comes across his face.
COMMENTARY (Flynn sneak attack to Steele before the bell)
Mark Flynn takes an early and perhaps unfair advantage by striking before the bell rings! With Diamond Steele in the corner, Mark lands a pair of stiff knife-edged chops. He brings her out to the center of the ring, lifting her up in a sideslam position and driving her down back-first into his knee!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Typical CCCP tactics! And who do you think taught him that? Chris Page.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Ye of little faith, Hitmaker. Just because Page is out here, doesn’t mean he’s going to pull some sort of shenanigans. Call the match, not conspiracy theories…
Mark Flynn pulls her right back up off the mat, taking her to the ropes to shoot her off. After crossing the ring, Diamond Steele slides under Flynn’s legs as he goes for a clothesline. Mark stumbles forward a couple of steps, then turns around to try again - only it’s Diamond who tries, and connects, with a spinning heel kick!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Beeeeeeeautiful execution on that reverse roundhouse.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: A diamond-hard blow that found its MARK!
Mark Flynn rolls to the outside of the ring, meeting Chris Page who is quick to check on his protege. The crowd boos as Page puts an arm around Flynn, as if to direct him away from ringside. Steele, yelling for Flynn to get back in the ring, decides not to wait! She grabs the top rope, squatting low and jumping high with a crossbody to the outside….but Chris Page spins Mark Flynn away just as she comes over the ropes!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: JUst bECauSe PAgE iS OuT HEre…
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Okay, I stand corrected, Page is out here working on behalf of his CCPE client, not very sportsmanlike.
Diamond Steele lays on the floor after landing hard face-down. Page conveniently lets go of Flynn now, allowing Flynn to throw a couple of stomps to his downed opponent. The referee begins his ten count, reaching two as Flynn brings Steele to her feet. He aims for the ringpost, and throws Diamond Steele head-first into it!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Diamond’s head vs. the steel ringpost, the ringpost is going to win every time.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Hey! You listen here, Riggly-Wiggly! Puns are MY department! Unless you think YOU can be the colour guy? Which I SINCERELY doubt you CAN!!
As the referee’s count reaches four, Diamond Steele is down on the outside. Mark Flynn steps over her slowly, looking down with disdain. He huffs loudly, then looks over to his manager as he points at Steele and then at the ring. A nod is exchanged between the two, and on the count of five he begins to fulfill the request…
COMMENTARY (Mark rolls into the ring, but the rolls back out to restart the ten count)
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: What the hell is going on here? Fight her in the ring, Flynn!
Chris smiles, tapping his own head with his index finger before applauding his client. Mark grabs Diamond, only to sling her into the barricade separating the fans and the match! Mark immediately steps up and lands a knife-edge chop that could be audibly heard! Mark steps back after the chop connects, Diamond staggering forward while holding her chest. Chris, starting to lose his amusement, tells Mark to get her back in the ring.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Finally, the referee really should have forced them back into the ring five minutes ago.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: As this is a special occasion, I’m guessing the referees have been told to look the other way every once in a while… WHEN IT COMES TO PAGE’S GUYS!!
Diamond Steele has one hand on the ring apron, having made it to one knee, but Flynn yanks her up and rolls her into the ring! Mark rolls in himself, sits up, locks up with Diamond Steele, and hits a beautiful Northern Lights Suplex! He stays bridged, toes-pointed and shoulders planted down to keep her on the mat!
1!
2!
2.6 KICKOUT!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: So close! But Diamond Steele is living up to her name!
Steele kicks out! Mark Flynn gets back to his feet, now wasting no time. Steele goes for a right hand, which Mark counters with a go-behind. Mark takes Steele down with a rear waistlock, turning her onto her face. Steele sits out, and we have a brief battle of amateur wrestling skills. Flynn uses a combination of size and a willingness to get a handful of Diamond’s hair to get an advantage, returning to the original rear waistlock position with Steele face-down on the mat. Mark Flynn hooks the feet inside of his own knees, and after leaning back to dodge a couple of back elbows he gets the arms as well to cinch Diamond Steele in a surfboard stretch!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: An oldie, but a goodie, Flynn showing some technical prowess with the surfboard.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Slowing down the pace is what that DICK!! needs to do to avoid any more of Diamond’s onslaught!
With Flynn supine, the referee continues to check to see if his shoulders are completely to the mat, as this technically could be considered a pinning position in Diamond’s favor! Although he commits to trying to prevent that from happening, keeping the stretch locked in has forced such a predicament!
1!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Flynn raises up one shoulder just enough, but it’s not enough!
1!
2!
As soon as the two-count is called, Mark moves his other shoulder just enough to prevent a pinfall. Despite Mark’s best efforts, Diamond refuses to submit!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Gotta be really careful with moves like the surfboard, you have to keep at least one shoulder up at all times.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Thankfully Page was there to let Flynn the idiot know, otherwise maybe ONE member of CCCP Enterprises would lose tonight!
Flynn lets go of the hold as Chris Page yells up to his client. He does so, as Diamond slowly crawls over to the corner. He stares at her, somewhat surprised she held on after having that hold applied.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: I know you’re no fan of Page or CCPE, but you have to hand it to Flynn, he’s been firmly in control of this match since the starting bell.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Yes, yes, you’re absolutely right.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: I’m sorry, what was that?
JOHNNY HITMAKER: …Oh! I forgot to add the fact that Flynn can thank that Page-approved Pearl Harbor before the match for his success right now!
Flynn approaches Diamond Steele in the corner, where she now sits against the turnbuckles. He stops for just one moment, to briefly stare her down further. Page yells at his client, asking why he is stalling, right as he charges in with a running knee - and missing! Flynn holds onto the corner with his knee and leg still on the middle rope, allowing Diamond Steele to get up the buckles, grab onto him, and land a tornado DDT in the center of the ring! The fans count along with the referee when she goes for the cover!
1!
2!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Diamond Steele with her first pin attempt of the match!
With both wrestlers back up to their feet, Diamond keeps the shift in momentum going by landing a surprise Pele kick out of nowhere! Mark Flynn drops to the canvas faster than a tungsten ship anchor, and Diamond Steele has to collect a breath herself! They’re both down, but not out!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Sweet justice for Diamond!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Come on Diamond, you can do it!
The fans begin to get behind Diamond as they begin a slow beat, trying to encourage some fighting spirit! Feeling it, she slaps the mat and stands back up!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: For a minute there she was slapping the mat harder than the ladies in the champagne room!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Hey, watch it, or I’ll sick my daughter Allison on you, trust me, you won’t enjoy the beating she throws at you. Women are just as tough, if not tougher than the men in this business.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Yeah yeah, friendly reminder I manage the FINEST women in the sport today in Sierra Silver, Erica Blayze, Ximena Asensio, and Claire Rogers!
Once everybody is back on their feet Mark Flynn is first to strike with a right hand. Diamond Steele hits back with one of her own. Another by Steele! And another! Flynn’s looking a bit rocked off his feet as he stumbles back! She pushes into him, then shoots Flynn off the ropes! She goes for a spinning back kick to the midsection, but Mark Flynn catches it! He throws the foot down and spins Diamond Steele around!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Flynn with a great counter!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Good! Let him show Team Hitmaker all his cards going into the Tara Fenix Charity Cruise in October!
Mark goes to grab Diamond, but she kicks him in the stomach to double him over. She goes for a roundhouse kick to connect to the face, but Mark drops down to one knee and ducks his head just enough for the kick to whiff over his head! He stands up, and returns with a kick to the midsection of his own before a suplex attempt…
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Mark Flynn with the setup, is it THE END?!?
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Uh, not with a simple suplex there, Mordecai Riggler!
Diamond Steele breaks free, getting her feet back down on the mat to position herself right behind Mark Flynn! She turns him around into a front face lock, but floats over into a DDT! Mark looks to go almost vertical as he spikes into the mat! Chris Page’s face is white as a ghost! Diamond Steele with the cover!
1!
2!
2.8 KICKOUT!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Steele almost stole the match just now! The look on Chronic Chris Page’s face right now tells you all you need to know!
Chris drops to his knees at the kickout, holding his chest as some color returns back to his face! However, his woes are not over with the crowd behind Diamond! The momentum hers as well, Diamond Steele is feeling that it’s time. Mark Flynn rises to all fours, but Steele helps him up the rest of the way with a three-quarter nelson. She starts to launch off into a Diamond Cutter, but something is stopping her…she looks down to see Chris Page putting his hands behind his back, looking away!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Anything to get ahead! That’s should be Page’s nickname moving forward: Chris “Anything To Get Ahead” Page!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: C’mon Johnny, you know good and well if you were at ringside with your clients, you’d be doing the same damned thing!
She yells down at him, but he claims to not know what she’s talking about. Diamond again accuses him of holding her ankle, which many of the fans in the front row corroborate. He tells them, and her, once again that he didn’t do anything. Mark Flynn spins her around with the quickness, and when he brings her into the air to attempt The End once more there is no reversal to stop it.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Flynn executes his signature finish with perfection, is it really The End for Diamond Steele?
JOHNNY HITMAKER: PLEASE don’t let another of Page’s goons win!
After the impact, Mark Flynn makes the cover…
1!
2!
3!
PIP: The winner and advancing in the Cannabis Cup Tournament, MARK FLYNN
JOHNNY HITMAKER: This is OFFICIALLY no longer a joke!! I wanna know what side that ref’s bread is being buttered!!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Diamond Steele fought her heart out, but Flynn wanted it more. Great match!
Flynn’s arm is raised in victory.
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PIP: Ladies and Gentleman the following contest is the final first round match in the 2022 Cannabis Cup Tournament.
PIP: Introducing first, about to make his way to the ring… CHOLO!
The intro to "Mi Gente", the Re-Mix begins to play, getting the crowd to jump to their feet. Once the beat drops, out steps "Cholo" Giovanni Santana looking as good as ever and flashing that million dollar smile. He makes his way to the ring, having a few exchanges with the fans, all in good fun. He jumps up on the apron and after wiping his boots, respecting the ring, he gets inside. He walks towards the middle nodding his head to the beat of the catchy song, making his afro wave back and forth. Some of the fans get into it, specially the ladies and Cholo points and winks to some. He goes to chill in one corner, awaiting the match to start.
Twenty midgets, each holding various gardening equipment (such as a leaf blower, a pair of gardening shears, one is wearing a straw gardener’s hat and flower-printed gloves up to their elbows, and one is pushing a wheelbarrow full of mulch) line both sides of the entrance ramp. The leaf blower roars loudly as Thunder Knuckles walks past. Once Thunder is down to the ring he rolls under the bottom rope and in one movement he pops up to his feet. With his back turned towards the camera, he raises his right fist in defiance. As soon as his fist goes up, counterfeit BitCoin dollar bills with Thunder Knuckles' face on them fall onto the crowd.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: So, uhh, just going ALL out on the douchebagginess of this BitCoin FAD!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: I don’t know about this Thunder Knuckles guy, Johnny…
The bell sounds to start the match officially, but Thunder isn’t paying any attention. This soon changes when Cholo comes over, slowly walking up behind Thunder and staring him down. Thunder freezes when he feels the proverbial breathing down his neck, only to turn around and find out that it’s literal. This is when Cholo strikes out with a right hand, followed by another one, and another one! Mr. Santana starts off on fire with a whip to the ropes, followed by a high back body drop!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: The B.O.B. aren’t known for their smarts!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Thunder Knuckles goes for a ride and lands hard. Wisely he’s rolling away from Cholo, getting some distance between the two of them.
Thunder rolls all the way out of the ring, almost rolling onto his face in the process. He scrambles around on the outside, as Cholo gives chase. Approaching one of the midgets, he grabs the leaf blower that is still running from his hands. Thunder looks back and moves a little bit faster, as Cholo is right on his heels. Reaching the wheelbarrow full of jet black mulch, he quickly stuffs a handful down the chute of the leafblower and shoots it into Cholo’s face!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: So is this a, uh, a hardcore match or something?
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: That’s certainly not the most unusual offense I’ve seen in this business, but it’s definitely up there.
The referee threatens to disqualify Thunder for illegal use of a leaf blower. When Thunder refutes by asking if there is a legal use of leaf blower in a professional wrestling contest, the referee merely shrugs and does his best impression of Mills Lane: “I’LL ALLOW IT!” Thunder then disposes of the leafblower by tossing it underneath the ring, then rolls Cholo into the ring as he leans against the apron trying to clear his eyes. Thunder rolls in under the bottom rope, meeting Cholo in the corner as he finally gets the last specks of black from his vision. Thunder hits a kick to the gut, followed by pulling Cholo out to the middle of the ring and hitting him with a scoop slam. He then asks for some assistance from his entourage, in the form of the straw gardener’s hat!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: OUTSIDE INTERFERENCE, OUTSIDE INTERFERENCE!!
Rather than don the hat himself, Thunder attempts to place it upon Cholo’s head while he is seated on the canvas!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Hey-zeus Christo!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Johnny, that’s not PC! Not all gardeners are Latino. However, many Lucha Libre and wrestling legends are…
JOHNNY HITMAKER: What? ...WHAT?!
Feeling upwards, grabbing the hat and finally holding it in front of him, Cholo is now enraged even further. He stands up, throwing the hat at Thunder (who pretends it belonged to Kung Lao). Thunder lets out a high pitched shriek as Cholo runs at him with a flying clothesline! Thunder is knocked flat onto the mat, rolled backwards, pops up to his feet, falls through the ropes, onto the ring apron, and then to the outside - right into the wheelbarrow of mulch!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: AND THAT’S WHAT THAT BONEHEAD DESERVES!!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: TK tries to run away from Cholo and winds up eating a facefull of mulch.
The wheelbarrow, tipped over to its side, is kicked away by the midget that it fell upon. Thunder rolls away from the pile of mulch, practically crawling through it. Cheers, laughter and applause from the fans at Thunder’s expense echo through the arena. Thunder looks up from the floor at ringside, asking the referee why he hadn’t threatened to disqualify Cholo as well. The referee responds with:
“I’LL ALLOW IT!”
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Ha! How’s it feel, Knuckles!?!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: The audacity of that bohunk to complain!!
Thunder protests, but it is all in vain. At this point, a chant actually begins for “REF MILLS LANE! REF MILLS LANE!” and quickly picks up steam throughout the Velvet Rabbit! Cholo comes through the ropes to the outside, getting a hold of him and bringing him back towards the ring. Thunder is rolled in, with black mulch trailing behind him.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Looks like something’s running down his legs there! Oh! It’s just the mulch… I think.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: The fight appears to be going back in the ring now. Cholo is hot on TK’s heels.
Cholo slips back into the ring, not giving Thunder any room to breathe as he hoists him into a front facelock. He slams a knee lift into him before picking up into a vertical suplex position before he simply heaves him up to drop him down with an X-Plex! Thunder hits the mat, popping up and holding his back before Cholo slings him down for a pinfall attempt!
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2!
Cholo goes to pick Thunder back up, but Thunder slips behind him and pulls him into a School Boy roll-up! Thunder hooks Cholo by the tights, the referee doesn’t see it!
1!
2!
Cholo powers out, Thunder slipping down onto the mat as he rolls backwards. None too happy with his bare ass being almost exposed to the world, Cholo pops up quickly and slams a Bionic Elbow into the back of Thunder’s head. It connects, but Cholo overshoots the trajectory and falls forward after hitting it. Thunder, hoping to gain control, grabs Cholo into a reverse waistlock. Cholo tries to sprawl out and break the waistlock, but Thunder hoits him up and slams Cholo into his knee with an Atomic Drop!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: He’s FINALLY taking this match seriously!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: I’ve been on the receiving end of several Atomic Drops in my time, your tailbone just ain’t the same after each and every one of ‘em…
Now hopping slightly after having his ass dropped onto Thunder’s knee, Cholo has no chance to recover as Thunder steps in and hooks him into a Full Nelson. With little wasted motion, hoists Cholo up and slams him into the mat! Thunder pops up and goes for the cover, hooking the leg!
1!
2!
Shortly after the second count, Cholo kicks out! Shortly after kicking out, he begins shaking his head in effort to get past the daze caused from hitting the mat.
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Frustration setting in now for Cholo, this isn’t the time to be losing focus…
JOHNNY HITMAKER: He needs Cho-high expectations, not Cho-low ones!
Thunder, now with the upper hand, walks towards the side of the ring where the entourage that hasn’t gotten trampled by a wheelbarrow applauds his efforts. The fans, however, do not agree with their assessment as a “BULLSHIT” chant begins!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: The verdict is in: the jury are NOT fans of TK!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: The fans are letting Thunder Knuckles know what they really think of him.
Thunder turns around, seeing has gotten back up to one knee. With Cholo knelt, Thunder lines up and attempts to go for a Superkick! Cholo recovers and blocks the kick!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: That kick was slow, but if it connected…
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: TK is DENIED!
Throwing Thunder’s leg down, Cholo bursts upwards and slams a hellacious clothesline into Thunder! Thunder goes down, but Cholo elects not to go for the cover.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: I dunno if that was such a good idea on Cholo’s part, Rigg- Rigga- Riggo- I’m out! I’m officially out!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Cholo doesn’t appear to be done with TK just yet…
However, Cholo does elect to rebound off the nearby ropes before hopping up and hitting a running body splash! After the impact, Cholo comes up to his knees, with Thunder rolling over to his stomach, clutching his ribs and flailing both his feet as they make audible thuds. Cholo nods his head, acknowledging the crowd’s backing of him as he goes to pick Thunder back up. Cholo backs Thunder into the ropes, whipping him to the opposite side! As Thunder comes back, Cholo ducks down to try to pull him into an Argentine carry, but Thunder slides off and stumbles backwards into the ropes he was sent packing from. However, this is not wasted as Thunder bounds back and slams a Running Knee into Cholo that rocks him! The impact of the knee is audible, spit flying from Cholo’s mouth!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Cholo’s GOT to have a mouthful of bloody chicklets now!!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Beautiful execution on that running knee by Thunder Knuckles!!
Cholo crumples to the mat, Thunder stumbles forward and leans against the ropes on the opposite side as his forward momentum ends. After realizing that Cholo is down and not getting right up, Thunder scoops up his right leg and drops back with the Thunder Strike! Cholo sits up, grabbing his foot, but is immediately shoved to his back into a pinfall by Thunder!
1!
2!
Cholo shoves Thunder off, sitting up and holding his foot. Thunder, surprised and angry at Cholo’s powering out, shoves him back down. He grabs the foot again, and a second Thunder Strike! Cholo shoots up again into sitting position, but is once again shoved back into a pinfall by Thunder!
1!
2!
A second kickout in similar fashion, but Cholo appears to be getting pissed off himself as he tries to shake some feeling into his foot. Thunder screams at Cholo to just stay down, with Cholo definitely smiling and shaking his head!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Thunder Knuckles now experiencing some frustration as well, as he’s trying to end the match but he just can’t seem to put Cholo down.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Oh, that’s a shame.
Thunder, enraged by this, charges in and slams both his knees into him with a Running Meteora!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Look at the anger on TK’s face, when he gets mad he turns into Tony Jaa!
Flattening Cholo to the mat and his legs now in the air, Thunder pops back up while grabbing Cholo’s right foot. For a third time, Thunder Strike!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Third time might be a charm for the big lummox!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Is this it? Can TK put Cholo away?
Thunder screams at Cholo to stay down as he pins him again!
1!
2!
Thunder is shoved off once more, Cholo smiling through the pain as Thunder looks to be ready to rip his own hair out as he grabs two handfuls of it! The problem for Thunder, however, is back-facing to Cholo, and Cholo looks to be scooting over quickly on his butt. And poor Thunder, he left his arms up in perfect position for him to start locking in El Matador!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Cholo goes for his modified submission version of El Matador, TK’s eyes go wide!
Thunder, with Cholo starting to clasp in, begins to literally freak out! He stands up with Cholo hanging on, screaming for him to get off of him! Although Cholo has a good grip, it is clear he is doing everything he can not to put any weight on his right foot at the moment.
JOHNNY HITMAKER: That ankle’s not wanting to cooperate with him! This might have been a big mistake!
Thunder, being the taller man, tries to bend forward and begins to walk around the ring in hopes to shake Cholo off of him. However, his attempts are unsuccessful as Cholo rides on Thunder’s back and does not relent!
JOHNNY HITMAKER: Taking a breather when and wherever you can is an ART, Riggs!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: Does he have it? Does Cholo have this match in the bag?!?
Eventually, Thunder goes down to one knee! Cholo suddenly stands on both feet, roaring out as he heaves Thunder into the air and drops him on his head! Thunder hits, bouncing up and almost completely vertical before his body flops down to the mat! Cholo covers!
1!
2!
3!
PIP: The winner of this contest and advancing to the next round of the 2022 Cannabis Cup Tournament, CHOLO!
DAMON HAVOK RIGGS: I’ve gotta hand it to both of them, it wasn’t the cleanest match I’ve ever seen, but it was damn entertaining. Congrats to Cholo…
JOHNNY HITMAKER: TK’s dry-cleaners are seeing dollar signs! Too bad this wasn’t the big payout for the B.O.B.er!
Cholo’s arm is raised in victory as he the crowd roars in approval.
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The screen starts to fade to a shot of the New York skyline, looking down at all of the buildings in the area, the camera then zooms back to see that it is a window view of the city, panning over to see the inside of an apartment, in the middle of which is Mary Ellen Harrison, sitting in a chair next to the window, as she is looking outside at the sunlit landscape.
Mary Ellen Harrison: It’s such a pretty view, isn’t it? Sometimes I can’t help but think how lucky I am to be able to live in the city that never sleeps.
Mary Ellen Harrison: You could also say that there might be a little bit of a hometown advantage as the Cannabis Cup is taking place right here in New York City.
Mary Ellen Harrison: Also, I know a few people would like to scoff at the idea of a wrestling event called the Cannabis Cup, or that it’s being held at a “gentlemen establishment”, but I would like to remind those people that we’re living in the year 2022, and we should be able to do what we want, go where we want and be who we want to be.
Mary Ellen Harrison: That’s why I’m proud to be a part of this event, and so happy that it has been such a success so far. It also helps that it is being held in a place like The Velvet Rabbit. I know for a fact that it is a great place and everyone there is great.
Mary Ellen Harrison: That being said, I’m not going to let myself get distracted by all of the sights and sounds inside or outside the club. When I walk into that building next, it’ll be all about business.
Mary Ellen then stands out of her chair and takes out the MultiUniversal Championship into the shot.
Mary Ellen Harrison: I will be walking into that building representing Five Boroughs Wrestling, and I will also be walking in as the Multiuniversal Champion
Mary Ellen Harrison: I’m sure those of you who have been following me know that I’ve had to scratch and claw to win this title, and if you happened to watch my first title defence last month, you can see that I am not afraid to fight to keep this title.
Mary Ellen Harrison: At the Cannabis Cup, I’ll be going into my second defence of this title against Kyle Young.
Mary Ellen Harrison: I know that I don’t take it easy on anyone that I face in the ring, and I know that everyone that steps up to challenge for this title is the best of the best, so I know I have to give everything that I have to make sure I stay champion, and this match will be no exception.
Mary Ellen Harrison: I will not let this title reign end up in smoke this weekend. I’m proud to carry this championship, and I will show everyone what this means to me as I defend it.
Mary Ellen Harrison: Kyle, I know that you bring everything that you’ve got. I want to know I can beat the best at their best. While I don’t expect anything less from you, just know you’ll be getting everything that I’ve got, and you will see why I am the Multiuniversal Champion.
MMary Ellen holds onto the title while showing a determined look on her face as the screen fades to black.
Madoka Kawada: The following contest is one fall, and it is for the Splat Multiuniversal Championship. The rules for this match are: The referee is here to enforce the rules inside the ring. There are no count-outs. There are no disqualifications for anything that happens outside of the ring, except in the instance of outside interference. Pinfall must occur inside the ring. Introducing the competitors, starting first with the challenger.
“Shiroyama” by Sabaton screams out across the arena as Kyle Young steps out onto the stage. After a brief pause, looking out into the crowd, he makes his way down the aisle.
Madoka Kawada: He is the number one contender for the Multiuniversal Championship. He is a proud member of the Second City Militia. Please welcome the Second City Soldier, Kyle Young!
Kyle enters the ring and goes to his corner as the fans erupt in applause.
The music switches to “Night of the Ravens” as Mary Ellen Harrison steps onto the stage. She makes her way down towards the ring, the championship around her waist.
Madoka Kawada: And now, the reigning Champion of the Multiverse! She is here for her second title defense. She is also one half of the reigning 5BW Tag Team Champions. This is Mary Ellen Harrison!
Harrison gets into the ring and removes the championship belt from around her waist as the referee goes over the rules with both participants.
Skylar Rayner: We are live at the Cannabis Cup 2022. It’s time for the Multiuniversal Championship match between Kyle Young who’s challenging our reigning champ, Mary Ellen Harrison. Harrison defeated Kitty Dark to win the title at Red Blood Cell and successfully defended the title at Uprising against the formidable Matthew Knox. Joining me as always, the talented Jazmin Davis.
Jazmin Davis: Thanks so much for that introduction. I won’t lie, I’ve been looking forward to this challenge for Mary Ellen Harrison. Kyle Young is a different sort of competitor who relies quite a bit on his MMA prowess. I’m fairly certain these two have never shared a ring before. It’ll be interesting to see how Harrison competes against someone with top-notch MMA skills, or will Kyle Young walk out of here as the champ?
Skylar Rayner: Regardless, the winner of this match will head to Five Boroughs to face the challenge of Drew Rogers. The referee looks like he’s ready to start this match.
The bell rings.
The competitors stare at each other across the ring before they circle the ropes and finally meet in the center where Harrison is the first to strike, knocking Young back with a powerful forearm smash to the jaw. Kyle staggers against the ropes, holding his jaw and shaking his head.
Jazmin Davis: Harrison just rocked Young right out of the gate there.
Harrison rushes over and drives a boot to the midsection and then wails away on Kyle with a series of punches. Kyle rocks her with a punch and then takes her down with a clothesline. He immediately straddles the shoulder and grabs the arm in a disarmer and cranks back as Harrison screams out in pain.
Skylar Rayner: This match has started out quick and it may be over just as quickly if Harrison submits to this armbar.
Harrison is too close to the ropes and drapes her foot over the bottom rope and Kyle quickly releases the hold as he gets to his feet and raises his hand, motioning to the crowd that he’s gonna take the title tonight.
The referee is checking on Harrison who’s still on the ground, her arm twisted behind her back. Harrison rolls out of the ring and is still clutching at her shoulder and the referee is asking if she wants to call it a night.
Jazmin Davis: You have to wonder how badly Harrison is hurt here. This match has come to a halt.
The referee is trying to extend that arm, but Harrison is wailing out in pain.
Skylar Rayner: Did Young dislocate the arm? This match may be over.
The referee looks like he’s about to call for the bell when Harrison grabs his shirt and tells him no. She gets to her knee and is still holding her shoulder. She finally gets to her feet and staggers over to the ring apron.
Jazmin Davis: Again, there are no count-outs in this match. And the champ just rolls back into the ring and Kyle is all over her, stomping and kicking at her, specifically targeting that shoulder.
Young steps on the shoulder, grabbing the ropes and putting all of his weight on the injured body part, finally pushing her back out of the ring. Harrison immediately gets to a knee and then to her feet. She takes a walk around the ring and then climbs up on the apron, still favoring her shoulder.
Young motions for her to come back in the ring and Harrison ducks between the ropes and Young rushes in, pushing her against the ropes and drives forearm after forearm to the champion’s face.
Harrison spins him around into the ropes and lays in hard slaps to the face and chest before using the second rope to leap up and drives a knee to his face.
As Young slouches against the rope, she drives several knees right into the chest. But Young catches one kick and twists it around into an ankle lock and Harrison quickly grabs onto the bottom rope. Young bring her up, whips her to the ropes, but Harrison
reverses it, but Young reverses that and tries to lock in a dragon sleeper but Harrison flips over and lands on top of Young, but Young kicks out before the referee can even get in a one count.
Harrison leaps to her feet and gives Young a couple of stomps to the head.
Jazmin Davis: This match has been insane already. Harrison knows that Young only needs to find the opportune time to lock in a submission, and she may become the former champion.
Young gets to his knee and gets a kick to the chest for his trouble as he falls to the mat. Harrison kicks him until he has no choice but to roll out of the ring. Harrison goes to the apron, stepping on Young’s hand then leaps onto the second ropes, perhaps going for an Asai moonsault, but Young quickly scales the apron and clotheslines her back into the ring before she can execute.
Young steps back into the ring, forces Harrison up and then slams her hard with a body slam. He takes the arm and is about to drop with another armbar, but Harrison locks her fingers together, preventing the extension of the arm. Young twists it around into a front facelock, but Harrison wraps her arms around his leg, preventing him from getting it completely locked in so he drives a knee into her side, sending her back to the mat.
He tries to pull her back up, but Harrison takes the arm and tries to apply an armlock of her own, only for Kyle to crawl to the ropes and they tumble to the outside.
Harrison is to her feet first, and she takes Kyle over and slams his head into the guard railing, not once, but twice.
Skylar Rayner: They’re getting a little too close for comfort for me. I’m moving out of the way.
Jazmin Davis: I’m right there with you.
As the commentators move away from the announce position, Harrison rolls Young onto the table and climbs up. It looks like she’s going for a tombstone piledriver, but Kyle shifts his weight, reversing the position and he drops her right on her head onto the hard wooden table that doesn’t budge under the weight of the two combatants.
Harrison rolls off the table and Kyle lays in a few more stomps before the referee jumps in to separate the two.
Skylar Rayner: Are you kidding me? Can we get a camera to look at this table?
The cameraman brings the camera over and you can see the spot where Mary Ellen’s head crashed into the table, leaving a dent in the wood.
Jazmin Davis: Ain’t no breakaway tables at the Cannabis Cup. The dent is the size of Harrison’s head!
The referee is checking on Harrison after that piledriver. The fans are going nuts over the action as “Let them fight!” chant breaks out.
Kyle rolls back in the ring, again motioning that he’s gonna be the champion. As Harrison is helped to her feet, there is blood flowing freely down the front of her face now. She struggles to get to her feet, using the guard rail to assist, but she seems to be having trouble getting her footing. The referee is right there, making sure she wants to continue.
With wobbly legs, Harrison makes it to the ring apron and rolls back into the ring, a bloody mess and Kyle Young is right there to grab her by the hair and pull her to her feet where he lays in a solid punch and Harrison drops to the mat.
He pulls her up again and again, lays in a punch, sending her back to the mat. The referee continues to check on her to see if she wants to continue. Kyle runs the ropes, coming back with a kick right to the forehead.
She tries to get to her feet, but he just drives a knee into the side of the head and she slumps back to the mat.
Again, she gets to her feet and Kyle runs the ropes. He tries for a kick, but she catches his leg under her arm and whips him around with a dragon whip, sending him to the mat.
Skylar Rayner: No idea how she’s still able to be on her feet!
Harrison drags Young out of the ring. She runs him right into the ring post. She grabs Kyle and throws him over the guardrail and into the fans and then climbs over. With blood dripping off her chin, she slams his head into one seat as fans scramble to get out of their way.
The camera loses sight of them as Harrison, who’s struggling to walk straight, leads Kyle behind the first section of seating, where they disappear into the swarm of fans.
Jazmin Davis: We’re trying to get a good camera angle here.
When the next camera view pops on, Harrison has Young seated against the guard railing and is just stomping away on him. She grabs his head and drives it into the metal barrier. She pulls him up and drives him stomach first to the other side of the railing. With Kyle down, she grabs onto the guardrail and just delivers stomp after stomp after stomp as security tries to keep the fans out of harm’s way. Harrison finally just falls to the ground as fatigue sets in and again, we lose both wrestler’s from camera view.
Skylar Rayner: I don’t think we expected this match to get so hostile! These two are going at it like they’ve been feuding for years!
After a better camera angle comes into view, we see Harrison crawling towards the ringside area. Kyle is still back quite a ways, but has finally gotten to his feet, blood now trickling down from his forehead.
As Harrison uses the ring apron to get to her feet, we see her face is just covered in blood, down her chin and soaking into her white ring gear. She finally rolls back into the ring.
As Kyle gets to ringside, walking on his feet, his bleeding isn’t near as bad. Harrison is on her feet, a walking horror show with splotches of blood on her legs and her hands, not to mention her face is just a crimson mask. But as Kyle rolls under the bottom rope, Harrison kicks him and then just steps on his face, using the ropes for leverage.
The referee finally gets her away from the ropes and she staggers back to the other side of the ring and when Kyle gets to his feet, she charges at him and kicks him right into the face with a big boot.
The referee is constantly checking on both competitors. Kyle wipes at his bloody face with his hand before getting back to his knee where he’s kicked again, right in the face, the momentum of the kick forcing Harrison off balance as she collapses onto the mat.
She uses the ropes to get back to her feet as Kyle gets to his. She charges at him for a third boot to the face and he falls against the ropes. She delivers a series of stomps until he’s back on the mat.
Skylar Rayner: I feel like Harrison is going to need to do something here. She’s bleeding far worse than Young so fatigue may set it quicker for her.
Jazmin Davis: Not to mention these two have gone non-stop since the opening bell.
Harrison leans against the ropes, begging Kyle to get to his feet. Kyle obliges, and she runs at him, going for a spinning leg lariat, but Kyle catches her, lifts her and drops her right on her head.
Kyle rushes over, delivering several knees to the side of Harrison’s head in the corner. He pulls her up and just clobbers her hard in the back of the head with his forearm. Kyle lifts her high for a vertical suplex when suddenly, he just dumps her over the ropes and she crashes hard on the floor below.
Jazmin Davis: Oh my God.
The referee immediately slides out of the ring to check on Harrison, who’s already getting to her feet. Kyle slingshots himself over the top rope and crashes down on Harrison on the outside of the ring.
They lay there for a moment until Kyle moves off her and staggers to his feet. Slowly, he moves to the ring apron, draping a leg up and rolling into the ring. Harrison is helped to her feet and we can barely see her face through the blood that covers it. She staggers to the apron. She barely gets partway through the ropes before Kyle grabs her and looks to deliver a back suplex, but Harrison kicks her feet, connecting with the top rope and ends up landing right on top of Kyle, while still getting suplexed.
Skylar Rayner: These two are so tired right now.
Kyle crawls over and takes Harrison’s arm and she quickly tries to maneuver away from him, but ends up giving him her back and he locks in the Kata Hajime, wrapping his arm around her neck as he locks her arm behind her.
Jazmin Davis: This could be it right here!
However, Harrison is too close to the ropes as she flails her legs, they end up draped over the bottom rope. The referee quickly moves in to break the hold. As the two untangle, Harrison finds herself over Kyle and she just slaps him hard across the face. She pulls him up and drops him quickly with a piledriver!
Skylar Rayner: Right on his head!
Kyle sits up, holding his hand to his head, however Mary Ellen just lies on the mat, trying to get her bearings. She’s covered in her own blood as she rolls over onto her knees. She catches Kyle from the corner of her eye and she reaches over and grabs him by the ear as she stumbles to her feet. She whips him into the ropes. As he comes off, she drops him with a leg lariat. Kyle staggers back and falls down to the mat against the ropes and Mary Ellen falls to the mat.
Jazmin Davis: The referee may have to call this match.
Skylar Rayner: He’s asking, but neither one is ready to give up!
The fans stomp their feet, echoing throughout the arena as the two combatants lie on the mat, trying to recover some energy. They get to their feet and Harrison tries to take him down with another kick, but Young catches it and then locks in a leglock, only Harrison is too close as she wraps her arms around the bottom rope and the referee forces the break.
Kyle gets to his feet and grabs Harrison by the hair, sitting her up and driving a knuckle into the top of her head, perhaps trying to keep that wound open. He pulls her up and again punches her on top of her head.
Skylar Rayner: Harrison may be out. She’s just there on her knees, head down.
Kyle doesn’t give the referee a chance to check as he pulls her up and drops her back down with a DDT.
Cover!
1!
2!
3----------KICKOUT!
Jazmin Davis: I was sure it was over right there.
Kyle slaps his fist on the mat. He pulls up the champ and then runs the ropes, only to be caught by a spear from Harrison!
Cover!
1!
2!
3-----Kickout!
Exhausted, they get up to their feet. Harrison runs the ropes, only to be caught by a massive powerbomb! Kyle holds her down!
1!
2!
3----------------------------Harrison folds over onto her stomach.
Kyle is holding up three fingers to the ref, who responds with two. Exhausted, he gets up and staggers over. He motions for the full nelson.
Skylar Rayner: He may be going for the Artillery Strike! He just needs to lock in the full nelson and execute a bulldog!
But as Kyle goes for the full nelson, Harrison slips out while throwing a kick back and nailing him in the forehead.
Kyle stumbles back to the ropes, and Harrison is to her feet. As he comes at her, she goes for another spear but eats a knee to the top of the head and drops to the mat like an anchor.
Cover!
1!
2!
3----------Harrison bridges out.
The referee is right there, checking on Harrison, and he motions for them to continue. Kyle pulls himself up using the ropes and then staggers towards her. Harrison gets up and Kyle hoists her up on his shoulders in a fireman’s carry.
Jazmin Davis: Shiroyama! Shiroyama! If he hits it, it has to be over!
However, Harrison kicks her feet, avoiding Young’s version of the Roode Bomb as she slides down his back, landing on her feet. When Young turns around, she drops him with Raven’s Lock!
Skylar Rayner: She just needs to cover!!
Harrison just lies on the mat though, next to Young. The crowd is stomping their feet again as they rally behind the two fighters. Harrison spots Young as she lifts her bloody face off the mat and crawls towards him and drapes an arm across his chest.
1!
2!
3----------------------Young shoots an arm into the air!
The crowd pops hard for the near-fall. The referee is checking on both of the fighters now, making sure this match can continue when neither move for several moments.
Jazmin Davis: He may have to stop this match.
It looks like he’s going to motion to the timekeeper when Harrison and Young both reach out and grab a leg. After checking with them, he waves off his decision and tells them to fight. They struggle to rise to their feet and Harrison stumbles towards Young, who takes her arm and whips her into the ropes. He lifts her high with a backdrop, but Harrison lands on shaky legs.
Young turns around into a….
Skylar Rayner & Jazmin Davis: Raven’s Lock!
Harrison crawls over and drapes herself over the challenger.
1!
2!
Kyle lifts his legs like he’s going to kick out but Harrison grabs it with her arm and hooks the leg as the referee makes the final count.
3!!!
The bell rings.
Madoka Kawada: The winner of the match in 48 minutes and 32 seconds. And STILL the Splat Champion of the Multiverse! Mary! Ellen! Harrison!
As “Night of the Ravens” plays, the replay is shown, as the fans are cheering like crazy. Once the recap is over, the referee hands the title to Harrison, her face still covered in her own blood. She uses the ropes to pull herself up in the corner as Kyle Young is still lying on the mat.
The champion stumbles over and offers a hand to her worthy challenger and Kyle looks up at her for a moment, before finally accepting the hand as she helps him to his feet. They share a few words before Kyle takes his leave from the ring, leaving the champion in the ring to accept her applause.
Skylar Rayner: I’m losing my voice here tonight, but I feel like we’ve seen a classic battle here tonight.
Jazmin Davis: If this match isn’t trending tomorrow on Twitter, I have no idea what’s going on in this world. There was some sportsmanship at the end of that battle, but next month, I’m not expecting anything like that at all.
Skylar Rayner: No kidding. Mary Ellen Harrison returns home to 5BW to face long-time foe, Drew Rogers. Don’t forget that we have one more day of the Cannabis Cup tomorrow! You won’t want to miss it! For everyone at the Cup and the Splat Network, have a good night everyone!!
The crowd pops as Chris Page walks out to the top of the ramp with a microphone in hand.
CHRIS PAGE: Ladies and Gentlemen, Willie Nelson!
Match Credits:
Chris Page
Graham Clauson
JEREMY
Denzel Porter
Splat
Commentary: Damon Riggs, Johnny Hitmaker, Splat
Graphics: Kat Jones
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