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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 1, 2020 22:20:49 GMT
MASON MARVELLE Ladies and gentlemen, your opening bout of the evening is a Strongest Tag League - Block A bout. It is to be fought over a fifteen minute time limit with one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner. Introducing first a combined weight of four hundred and fifteen pounds - the team of Jeremy Squire and AJ KNIGHT!
Squire does a quick little break dance as AJ takes a bow.
MASON MARVELLE Their opponents at a combined weight of four hundred and thirty nine pounds. Accompanied to the ring by Darnell Cane... the team of Felix Bingham and JUSTIN SEVILLE!
Bingham raises an arm while Seville stands stoically.
MASON MARVELLE
Your referee for this bout is Jerry Roberts.
Jeremy Squire assures AJ Knight he's got this and to please let him start. On the other side of the ring, Felix Bingham asks Justin Seville if he'd like to start or not. Seville stares past him, eyeing AJ. Receiving no response, Bingham shrugs and exits to the apron leaving Squire and Seville as the legal men.
SAM HEWITT Longtime Lion's Road fans know the history between AJ Knight and Justin Seville. Seville was in the midst of a fast rise to the top when he and AJ Knight met World's Champion Julian Cutlass in a Triangle Survival, the finals of the 2017 Laurentide Cup. Seville planted Cutlass with the piledriver - a move that's never been kicked out when Seville's delivered it. However, AJ broke up the pin and eliminated Seville shortly thereafter.
BRIAN SHELZI I'll but in here and say this - there's always been big talk in pro-wrestling about matches that change a man. That match changed Justin Seville and it definitely wasn't for the better. The man lost his edge. Sure, he was still as a mean as ever but it affected him big time. He was THIS close and "what ifs" and regrets can screw up the best of us.
Referee Jerry Roberts calls for the bell and Squire cockily struts up to the middle of the ring. Justin Seville is still staring at AJ Knight, who waves to him from the apron. Darnell Cane says some words that the cameras don't pick up and Seville nods, but still remains fixated on Knight. Squire gets impatient and walks right up to the Cottonmouth and pie faces him! AJ puts his head down against the turnbuckle as Seville's eyes meet Squire's for the first time in this match. Squire begins mouthing him off, telling him he needs to focus on HIM and not AJ Knight because he's the Electric Jeremy Squire - Mr. Electricity! Seville doesn't smile or react to the words, he continues staring at him. Squire says he's the next big thing and slaps Seville, who responds with a quick elbow to the side of the head! Squire falls down on all fours, Seville stuffs him between his legs...
PILEDRIVER!
AJ leaps into the ring, but is intercepted by Felix Bingham!
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Cane's laughter echoes throughout the venue as the bell sounds. Seville rolls out and AJ shoves Bingham off of him, then goes to check on Squire while shaking his head. Bingham exits the ring, gets a pat on the back from Cane but is left high and dry by Seville - who backs up the aisle with a smirk on his face, still staring down AJ Knight.
BRIAN SHELZI Darnell Cane is rewiring Justin Seville, from the ground up. Since returning to Lion's Road, Seville's been in three matches - this one included and he hasn't even made it to the ten minute mark yet. This match puts him just over five... and let's be honest, a minute and a half of it was spent with Squire mouthing him off.
SAM HEWITT Make the Snake Dangerous Again. That's what Cane told me this morning and while I do think he's doing a fine job of that, I'm not sure what to expect out of this pairing with Bingham when they meet the other two teams in their block.
BRIAN SHELZI I could say the same about Knight and Squire. I almost wondered if he could smarten this kid up, but then I remembered that Squire is older than Knight... so this might be a lost cause.
Squire finally sits up, asking Knight how he did.
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 1, 2020 22:20:51 GMT
Cold open. Standing before us, dressed for battle and wearing his newly-won King of Lions World’s Heavyweight Championship around his waist, our champion David Troy stares daggers into the camera. DAVID TROY
Just as I said I would. I defeated AJ Knight in the middle of the ring and am now your world champion for an unprecedented THIRD time.Indeed, he pats the center plate of his title as he begins. DAVID TROY
The road of a champion is never easy, and is fraught with challenges galore. But now, another crown awaits; the World Tag Team Championships, and the Strongest Tag League that will grant those belts to the winner. I’ve been given a partner with great potential, with the kind of “inner fire” needed to take on anyone on the way to the tag team titles. It’s my distinct pleasure to introduce you to the man who will be on my side through these series of battles, and who will represent the future of Lion’s Road and the sport of wrestling writ large. Friends… say hello to Jonah Ke’ala.From stage right, the new LRX prospect enters and gives the champ a massive pat on the back -- one that almost knocks him over. When Jonah realizes his error, he stops and looks sheepish. Troy hangs onto the World's Heavyweight Championship as Jonah continues. JONAH KE’ALA
Sorry about dat, bruddah! But thank you for that great introduction! I’m going to make sure that I spend the rest of this tournament earning dat respect from you and from the rest of Lion’s Road.He turns to the camera. JONAH KE’ALA
What a way to debut… there won’t be a fight against some local yokels, bruddah. Dis is true baptism by fire! Tonight, I saw that we’re starin’ down the barrel of Rain Corvin, dat scary dude with da eyepatch and Trevor Ward… he looks bad enough as it is. But I’ll tell you all right now, bruddahs… I’m a big guy and dere may be bigger guys dan me… but dere’s not a single person I can’t knock down! Dere’s no obstacle dat will stand in my way! I spent many years RIPPIN’ through people in my rugby days! I was trained in a little style called “Hit ANYTHING Dat Moves!” It’s not pretty, I won’t be doing flips, and nobody's gonna confuse me with Gotch, but I WILL be running people over!He beats his chest.
JONAH KE’ALA
And to cement my legacy as one of the true rising stars of Lion’s Road, dat’s EXACTLY what I’m gonna do! Bruddah Troy,, you’ve put a lot of dat faith in me to help us succeed and I want you to know right now it won’t be misplaced! Dis is an opportunity that I take very seriously and when we go out there, we’re gonna run right through de competition one match at a time until the World Tag Team Titles are around our waists… or your shoulder since you already got dat lovely piece of gold.David grins and pats his prize once again.
DAVID TROY
If you knocked me loose with a pat on the shoulder, it’s gonna be GLORIOUS to see you hit someone full-strength, Jonah. Can’t wait.
Scene opens up in a dimly lit locker room. Rain Corvin is standing near a small window, arms crossed on his chest, falcon like look in his eyes. “David Troy is atop of the mountain. I’m pretty sure the view from there is tremendously beautiful. I guess he isn’t happy with just that though. I am pretty sure he is looking at the competition in the tag team tournament and thinking to himself “Now that’s something I can easily manage”. Guess being put against two nobodies in the first round can make you think like that”Rain waves his right hand in front of his face, as if he would want to scare away a bothersome fly. “And Rain Corvin? What does he think about that?”Rain points at the camera, dead serious look on his face “Well, Corvin thinks that it would be stupid to downplay the skill of the king of lions. But Corvin also thinks that just like everything, the king of lions has his weak spots. The biggest of them all? Well, the king of lions is an old fart…”The young man puts his hands in his pockets while keeping on with his speech “Age forty, in the ring, means being more than old. It means struggling to keep up with the pace, the youngsters can put up. It means you can’t hold up your farts after a while. Meaning you stink like a skunk.
David, you are a skilled fighter. A cagey veteran. But your heydays are long gone and if I can manage to out speed and out skill you in a one on one situation, if I don’t allow you to get out of the ring and tag in your partner, well I am pretty sure I got more than a chance of victory…”After some instants of silence, the youngster points at the camera. He takes a deep breath and resumes his speech, now with even more fervor. “And what about the king of lions tag team partner…
…What about him?
A nobody, just like the two of his opponents. Yet with a lot less passion for the fight and a lot less aggressiveness. Doing the fighting thing with all his might, yet doing it for all of the wrong reasons. Guess fighting to honor someone who is not among us anymore is a worthy cause, but tell me, Jonah, tell me how long can your love last, when its all give and no receive?
Your deceased sister is no longer there, to give back the love you need to receive from her. And when you lie there, with your back on the mat and the fading light in your eyes, trying to reach for a hand that is no longer there to reach back…
...Then, tell me Ke’ala, how long can you last?
Not long enough, that I am sure of.”Rain turns his back to the camera, facing the small window in front of him. He crosses his arms on his chest, again, and keeps going with his speech. “An old Lion and a hornless bull. Facing two hungry wolves, that have been able to look after themselves since they were pups. The lion got less teeth, the bull even fewer anger, to be able to stand up on his own. This is an interesting fight, to say the least…”The youngster spits on the ground “Let’s see how it goes!”Fade |
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 1, 2020 22:20:56 GMT
We join the match in progress and the newly crowned World's Champion is being dragged into enemy territory by Trevor Ward, Rain Corvin slaps his back to tag in and takes over. He pushes Troy against the ropes, mixing low kicks in with some body shots before referee Cordell Garner's count reaches five. Corvin doesn't get a chance to decide if he's going to break clean because Troy grabs him and steps out, whipping him into the ropes. On the rebound, a spin kick finds it mark! Corvin doubles over and Troy keeps on the attack with kicks, backing him into the corner. Troy charges in...
CORNER BIG BOOT!
Corvin falls to the mat and Troy makes a cover!
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2-NO!
Troy reaches up from his knees and tags in Jonah Ke'ala.
SAM HEWITT And here we go... this is our first look at the Mauler from Maui! 26 years old, but only three years experience in the sport. Pretty promising prospect, he's very athletic and he's go-oof!
Troy and Ke'ala execute a double team. Troy Irish whips Corvin into Ke'ala and he drives him into the mat with a powerslam.
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SAM HEWITT Wow! As I was saying, he's got some size too. 6'1" / 264lbs - I believe that puts him in the top five for heaviest fighters in this incarnation of Lion's Road.
BRIAN SHELZI Weight does not a fighter make, Sambo. Trevor Ward is dying to get back in this match and he's 6'8" / 290lbs - a rough and tumble runaway train! Corvin is 6'2" / 222lbs and he's had a terrific showing in this match so far. Let's not forget the new World's Champion, the King of Lions - he's only 5'10" / 202lbs and he's managed to capture the title THREE times now in this Heavyweight centric promotion.
SAM HEWITT You can have all the size, the speed and the right combination of abilities... but if you can't take the strikes and the slams, it doesn't mean a thing.
Ke'ala pulls Corvin to his feet and clamps on a waist hold, but the eye-patch wearing fighter does a standing switch. Ke'ala is pushed forward into the ropes by Corvin, Troy tags himself in as Corvin does an O'Connor roll into a kneebar. Garner tells him Ke'ala is not the legal man and Corvin releases the hold as he's being stomped by Troy. The World's Champ pulls Corvin to his feet, buying Ke'ala some time to get back to his corner and knees the midsection of his opponent as he backs him up into the turnbuckles. Ke'ala tags back in, Troy and him whip Corvin into the neutral corner and Troy heads back to the apron. Ke'ala storms across the ring, but misses his corner avalanche attempt. Corvin crawls to his corner and slaps hands with Ward.
BRIAN SHELZI Here comes the big man!
Indeed, Trevor Ward comes in and with those runaway train vibes Shelzi mentioned earlier - he hits the ropes and hammers Ke'ala with a flying crossbody tackle! He hooks the leg!
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TROY MAKES THE SAVE!
SAM HEWITT A quick reminder to our viewing audience... each partner gets one legal chance to save the match for their team. Troy has used his up and that was likely a great choice because it looks like Ward knocked all the wind out of Ke'ala.
Again, Troy tries to buy some time for his young partner and distracts Trevor Ward. He keeps his distance, not wanting to engage him directly when he's fresh and Troy isn't - so he peppers him with kicks. Garner tells Troy his ten seconds is up and he has to go back to the apron, Ward turns and grabs Ke'ala and hammers him back down to the mat with a clubbing forearm. With the Hawaiian flat on the mat, Ward not only steps on him... but stands on him! He doesn't taunt but instead stands with his arms crossed. Ke'ala pushes him off balance and Ward reaches down and pulls him up again, Ke'ala throws some shots but Ward levels him with a knee to the gut that drops him on all fours. Ward looks down at him in disgust and gives him a facewash with his boot, Ke'ala crawls toward Troy but Ward nonchalantly walks over and stands between the two. The Mauler realizes he has to get up and fight, but Ward the more inexperienced of the two is thinking ahead to his next move. As Ke'ala gets up, Ward charges forth looking for his Spartan kick but Ke'ala grabs his foot and spins him around...
BACKDROP SUPLEX!
Ke'ala is in no condition to cover and Ward, despite having landed on his head, is on his knees with his back against the ropes. Corvin is shouting at him to come closer while Troy is pounding on the turnbuckle cover, trying to will Ke'ala on.
CORVIN TAGS IN!
He leaps into the ring, jumps over Jonah Ke'ala and drills the King of Lions with an elbow shot that sends him off the apron and to the floor. Corvin slowly walks along the ropes, watching Troy intently after landing on the floor. Ke'ala pops up, looking for the tag... but no one is there! He lands on the top rope and spots Troy on the floor, then turns around...
SUPERKICK!
The Fade to Black connects and Corvin covers him.
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Corvin rolls off and out of the ring, avoiding Garner's attempt to raise his hand. Ward's manager Geddoe Melville tries to stop him, but Rain Corvin just gives him the side eye as he walks on by. Melville checks on Ward, who angrily gets up and climbs back inside the ring.
SAM HEWITT
This is entirely unnecessary. Jonah Ke'ala made a hell of a debut, despite the loss and I guess Trevor Ward is taking exception to that...?
Well, maybe not. David Troy enters the ring with a steel chair as an equalizer to Ward, but the World's Champ only stands guard - allowing Ke'ala to get up and out of the ring. Troy keeps the chair in hand as he backs up out of the ring, then ditches it for his belt. Ward stands tall inside the ring as Troy helps his young partner to the back.
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 1, 2020 22:20:58 GMT
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 1, 2020 22:44:13 GMT
"It's Game Time! Grrrrrr.. Let's get angry! Let's get ready for whatever and down to boogie!"
As the cameras turned to the backstage area, Jason Cashe was bouncing in place. His hands wildly moving around, slapping himself to the face a few times or open palm slapping his own chest. The Mainstream World Championship bounces with him, secured around his waist.
JASON CASHE
It's LIVE ACTION time folks! Welcome to Lions Road X!
Holding his arms into a cross to form an X. From the crossed arms, Cashe throws his arms back at his sides, pushes his chest out to appear bigger and growls and howls into the hallway.
JASON CASHE
Nights like these, events like these are what keep you warm at night! The randomly paired teams teaming up to find out who reeeeeigns Suuupreme and becomes the next Tag Team Champions of some form or another.. Can you smell it? Yes, I fart but no, I wasn't meaning that.. Is that onion? Ugh...
Moving a bit forward to escape his own fumes released. Cashe carries on with his ranting monologue.
JASON CASHE
What is in the air tonight is opportunity. Opportunity as I crave to have, as any of us do. Much like the opportunity that was found during the Strong Style Summit where someone who doesn't throw kicks, doesn't drive sharp knees far too often ended up winning the entire thing! I am Scrap Action everyday above ground, I might as well be up in you like we are having relations because that is my style. To fight. To claw, bite, snap and clap those standing across from me and now? At this new opportunity? I am to share that chance with another...
Almost on queue comes Scott Sterling from around the corner. He walks right into the area where Cashe had dropped a doo doo pepper bomb moments before. Sterling stumbles, pauses and crinkles in the face as the smell has remained and lingered. Cashe steps towards him and pulls him by the arm, bringing him to a safe social distance from that cloud of toxin.
JASON CASHE
Sterling! Tonight we share the ring and take on the Viking STDs! How do you feel about our chances?
Just as Sterling is about to comment, Cashe cuts him off.
JASON CASHE
Forget about feelings for a minute.. These Burning Hammers of the groin and rash department have a history together. They probably have dope ass tag moves and chemistry and all that stuff that on paper should make them the odds on favorites right?
Shrugging, Scott Sterling nods his head agreeing with the comment and question Cashe had asked.
SCOTT STERLING
I--
JASON CASHE
I also think that we need some of those things.
Snapping his fingers, Cashe gets an idea!
JASON CASHE
You do an Elevated Powerbomb right? You hit that as I come rushing from the side ropes and jump up as you bring them down, I hit my UTI Neckbreaker and we call it 'There Can Be Only One' after Sean Connery in Highlander.. He died in that but I have never seen James Bond.
Sterling shoots Cashe a confused and surprised glare. Never seen James Bond? Before he could criticize Cashe on his slacking in movies, Sterling is shushed as Cashe slaps him hard to the side shoulder.
JASON CASHE
We need a catchy team name too! We can't use Besties With Testies.. Eli would be super mad! We obviously can't be Burning Hammers but could we get away with Hammers Burning? Ohhh! I got it! Cow Tippers!
Again a disgruntled and bothered Sterling gives Cashe an offsetting stare. His head shaking no, he was almost done even trying to get a word in at this point.
JASON CASHE
No? I was already in a dreadful team called CasheVille. A play on names, not that awful city and state where you are from...
Jumping back as Scott Sterling walks up on Cashe for his comments. Cashe holds his hands up, calming the bigger man's growing frustrations.
JASON CASHE
Hold your cow patties there you big corn fed Shit Kicker! I am your PARTNER tonight, not thy enemy! HEEEEY!! THAT'S IT!! Shit Kickers!! That's our tag name!
A huge roll of the eyes as Scott Sterling turns away from Cashe, ready to leave.
JASON CASHE
It's either Shit Kickers or The Wrestling Wranglers! Your choice! Okay pause.. What is with the pink Polo shirt?
Pointing at the shirt Sterling was wearing, Cashe had kept his eyes on it throughout the whole conversation. It was the elephant in the room as far as Cashe was concerned and they were in the hallway.
JASON CASHE
How tough does someone have to be to wear not just a polo shirt with cowboy boots but a PINK polo shirt with cowboy boots! I mean.. Ohh my gawd! What chance does the Burning Hams have when you've got pretty in Pink and the Non Strong Style, Strong Style Summit Winner teaming up?! Be it Shit Kickers or The Wrestling Wranglers, we are the team to beat! This big sum bitch right here and my prettiful mug! We is partners tonight, the next night, the night after that.. We will go pick fights in a Barn Party, out on them Cornfields or at a two step bar where the hair is big and the jeans are faaar too tight but at the end of this here event? We will be the Tag Team Champions of the Wooooooo--
Throwing his head back, Cashe was about to let a howling fill his voice but Scott Sterling leaves the scene laughing. He has had enough but only because he broke kayfabe and started laughing. So unprofessional really but Cashe was hurt. Offended that his new partner would just leave him hanging like that. Cashe felt he was doing a redneck accent super well!
JASON CASHE
Bet he is off to take a pre match dump.. HEY SCOTT? WE'LL POOP TOGETHER! WAIT UP!!
Hurrying after his fleeing partner, the hallway is left empty.
“The Burning Heart” James Edwards stands in the locker room. His partner “The American Monster” Jacob Hammerstein paces in the background.
JAMES EDWARDS
One of the prettiest words in all of professional fightin' is rematch.
The Burning Heart's face is passive, and his diction is slow.
JAMES EDWARDS
For some fighters, a rematch is a chance to walk back history or find redemption.
He pauses and lets out an annoyed sigh.
JAMES EDWARDS
The truth is every time I come back to the territory, and I'm looking for one of the other. I can't let the past die. I've got a list of losses and regrets a mile long.
He takes a quick look at the Hammer.
JAMES EDWARDS
Some of em' are more personal than others.
He raises a single finger.
JAMES EDWARDS
I learned something here recently. You can't live in the past because it's done. The more you do that, the more you bitch and moan, and when that happens, things don't change. I came back to Lion's Road to prove I'm a changed man, and the first thing I gotta change is my vocabulary.
The Hammer gives Edwards a puzzled look.
JAMES EDWARDS
I gotta make the word rematch poison anytime it tries to come outta my mouth. There are no second chances for me anymore, just new beginnings. Tonight the Burning Hammers ride again. Tonight we start blazin' a trail that's going to light the Lion's Road, and every tag team in this company will follow our lead because we both know there is no tomorrow in the ring, only today; and if you want what your heart desires, you gotta reach and grab it by the throat!
Hammerstein stops pacing and holds his hands out in front of him and looks at his palms.
HAMMERSTEIN
Amazing things, hands. They can comfort a crying child. They can caress a lover. They can help a friend who's in trouble. They can save the life of someone who's dying.
The American Monster both shakes his head. His eyes narrow and a scowl forms on his face.
HAMMERSTEIN
The very same hands can pick up a rock and throw it through the window of a house of worship. They can strike a match and commit an act of arson. They can pull the trigger of a gun and take someone's life. They can be tools of construction or tools of destruction.
Hammerstein clenches both hands into fists and looks into the camera.
HAMMERSTEIN
These hands have ended the hopes and dreams of more unlucky sons of bitches than I care to count. And they're gonna bring a bloody and painful end to any dreams that Seville & Bingham and Knight & Squires might have to win the Strongest Tag League.
His fists begin to shake, as his face becomes flush with rage.
HAMMERSTEIN
But first…. Jason Cashe and Scott Sterling... these two hands… along with the hands of James Edwards, are gonna beat the high holy hell out of you two. They're gonna keep hitting you and hitting you until your faces are bloody and goddamn unrecognizable. They're gonna….
In a fit of rage, The American Monster grabs a steel chair and flings it across the room and storms off, leaving his partner a little shocked and more than a little fired up.
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 1, 2020 22:44:19 GMT
Back from break, Scott Sterling and Jason Cashe have James Edwards backed into a neutral corner. The Burning Heart is whipped into the opposite, then Sterling whips Cashe into him and the DiOGee batters him with a cannonball! He rolls out of the way and a big time lariat from Sterling follows it up! Cashe gets back up and goes for his Mark of Jason elbow, but Edwards drops out of harm's way and tries to reach for the tag. Sterling grabs Edwards and tosses him back toward his and Cashe's corner. This draws in Hammerstein, who starts yelling at referee Jerry Roberts about the ten count being loosely enforced. Cashe and Sterling use this opportunity to stomp the crap out of Edwards some more.
BRIAN SHELZI He might be one of only two men to achieve the Quadruple Crown in Lion's Road, but right now he's being stomped out like a fire.
Cashe exits the ring to avoid being disqualified and Sterling grabs Edwards off the mat...
BELLY TO BELLY SLAM!
He hooks the leg...
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2-Hammer breaks it up!
This brings Cashe back in and both men start duking it out. Hammer gets the upper hand, but Sterling drives a double axe handle into his back as the numbers game catches up to him. The Tennessee Stud chucks Hammer out of the ring, which I guess technically isn't a yellow card since he's not the legal man to begin with. I made the in-ring rules for the fed and never thought about that, shrugs. Cashe once again exits to the apron and Sterling drops Edwards with a powerslam, then tags in the 2020 Strong Style Summit winner. Cashe climbs the ropes, as steady as he can and perches up top and waits for Edwards to climb back up to his feet. The Burning Heart turns around, Cashe leaps off...
NO ONE HOME ON THE CROSSBODY!
Edwards tries to reach for the tag to Hammer, but he's still down on the floor. Sterling marches back in the ring and cracks Edwards with an elbow to the back of the head, buying Cashe a moment. Cashe takes over on the offense, lambasting Edwards with Gorilla-style hammerfists as he's doubled over which puts him down on his hands and knees. Cashe is forced to back up as Edwards gets into the ropes and he does momentarily, but goes right back on the offensive - dragging him out of the corner and against the ropes. He whips Edwards out, but gets reversed. Cashe hits the ropes, springs off - right into a spinning kesagiri chop!
SAM HEWITT Downward chop right to the neck! Cashe is down to his knees!
Edwards kicks Cashe in the stomach, hooks him up...
SHEER DROP BRAINBUSTER!
HAMMER IS BACK ON THE APRON - DYING FOR THE TAG!
Edwards claws his way to the corner...
AND TAGS IN HAMMERSTEIN!
SAM HEWITT The American Monster is all fired up!
Indeed, Hammerstein storms through the ropes and beelines for Scott Sterling. He goes for a punch, but Sterling blocks it... so Hammer kicks him in the thigh! He falls off the apron and to the floor. Hammer turns his attention back to Cashe, who's struggling to get up! Hammer charges into the ropes, bounces off...
MISSES HIS BIG OVERHAND RIGHT!
Cashe ducks, then clobbers him with an elbow!
SAM HEWITT Way less force behind that Mark of Jason elbow than usual, you can thank James Edwards for that one - dropping Cashe right on his head with the brainbuster!
Nonetheless, it's enough to stun Hammer and Cashe grabs a double underhook and suplexes him over! Cashe gets up...
FALLING HEADBUTT!
He covers!
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3-NO!
Cashe slaps his hands, telling Roberts his count was slow but the referee disagrees. The DiOGee gets up and stalks Hammer... no doubt looking to end his evening with the UTI neckbreaker. Hammer gets up, Cashe goes for it...
EDWARDS PULLS HAMMER AWAY!
Cashe crashes to the mat. Scott Sterling slides into the ring, Edwards intercepts him with an STO! The Burning Heart rolls out, reaching in to pull Sterling out as Hammer smiles... pulls Cashe to his feet...
UP...
AND DOWN!
SCREWDRIVER SUPLEX!
The Hammersteiner connects and it's all over!
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BRIAN SHELZI I think he broke a sweat that time.
SAM HEWITT A loss that has haunted Jason Cashe for two years now... well, it's got company in his head. His first loss after a tremendous run through the Strong Style Summit comes at the hands of Jacob Hammerstein, once again.
Hammer gets out of the ring to help Edwards in his fight with Sterling, the duo chuck him over the rail to clean their hands of this match. They stare each other down for a minute before bumping fists.
SAM HEWITT None of these teams were all that cohesive coming into this tag league, but one had history... the Burning Hammers. We wondered what would happen if Hammer and Edwards were able to get on the same page again and I think we just saw the result.
BRIAN SHELZI Well, two teams have prior history, Sambo... but Jeremy Squire sucks.
Cashe rolls out of the ring and chucks a chair across the venue as we go to break.
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 1, 2020 22:44:25 GMT
The cameras cut to backstage, to the office of Lions Road Matchmaker, Brian Shelzi. Inside his office, we see a young backstage assistant cleaning up some papers on the coffee table. There's a loud knock on the door and in storms the "Midwest Nightmare" Ryan Samuels. RYAN SAMUELS
HOT DAMN! Hey there, Mr. Shelzi!The young assistant looks rather startled by the very large, loud man basically kicking open the door. ASSISTANT
Um, I'm not…
RYAN SAMUELS
Listen, bossman. I have been meaning to come down to meet up with you since I started around here, but you must have been so busy with the Strong Style Summit and now this here Tag League tournament.
ASSISTANT
Sir, I'm not who you think…It's apparent that Ryan doesn't actually know who Brian Shelzi is. He slaps the young assistant on the back. RYAN SAMUELS
So, I just wanted to come down and rub elbows with the big man in charge now that Duke is been laid out.Ryan playfully throws a few punches at the assistant's stomach. RYAN SAMUELS
I do much appreciate you giving me a shot at this Tag League. A chance to be Tag Team Champion? That's right up my alley, boss! As long as my partner holds up his side of the deal. Iron Mack has been around for quite a while, the old dog better know that he's teaming with the baddest man on the road, hahaha. Lucky son of a gun! He's a big fella, Mack is but I'm bigger and I'm tougher. And pretty damn good lookin' if I say so myself! I think we are gonna do alright. I mean come on, we’re facing Jack Mace and Mushigihara. You must be so disappointed with Mace especially! I can't even imagine. You got this guy who's burning white hot, ripping through the Strong Style Summit and then he goes and chokes in the finals?! If I was you, I'd be damn pissed. You hype this fella up and he drops the ball and let's everyone down.Ryan shakes his head in mock disappointment. ASSISTANT
I really don't think…RYAN SAMUELS
And then you got Mushigihara?! The so called God Beast. I really wouldn't be going around calling myself that when I couldn't hold onto that Maximum Japan title for even one defense. For a guy who's so hyped up, he didn't deliver now did he? But I get it, you wanted to bring in some names to get those idiots in the stands excited. Bring out the Wrestling Teddy Bear and the God Yeast, get those fools in the crowd all happy to watch them beloved heroes get knocked on their asses by me, hahaha. Don't you worry, Mr. Shelzi. I'm gonna take care of this for you. Mack and I are gonna put on one hell of a show for you, then we are gonna do what we gotta do and get those belts around this there waist. I usually don't do the whole tag team thing but hell, if it gets me more titles and more money, I ain't gonna complain.The assistant looks incredibly uncomfortable with being mistaken for Brian Shelzi but he rather not tell Ryan that he has been rambling at the wrong person for the last few minutes.
ASSISTANT
Well, um, I know you're going to do good, Ryan. Go on now, um, and get ready for your match…RYAN SAMUELS
Sure will, Mr. Shelzi. You don't gotta worry about a thing! The Midwest Nightmare is gonna take of things for you, I'm not gonna drop the ball like Mace and Mushigihara. Hell no, I take care of my business and I'll take care of yours. I scratch your back, you scratch mine. Just remember that, alright? Now 'cuse me, Cashe has been rantin' and ravin' about those Pollo Bucket biscuits so I'm gonna go get myself some and find some whiskey! Hot damn!Ryan storms out of the office, leaving the young assistant all kinds of confused and shaking his head.
We now take it to the LRX Interview backdrop. In front of said backdrop stands “the Wresting Bear” and last week’s Strong Style Summit finalist, Jack Mace.
JACK MACE
Oi! So… things did not exactly go me way last week and that it what it is. Cashe fought me tooth and nail and at the end of the day, that crazy ponce made it to the pay window, as you Yanks put it. That’s fine because even in loss, I achieved me other goal of earnin’ the respect of you, the fans of LRX. Today is a new day and tonight is the start of LRXs’s Strongest Tag League! I’ve been VERY successful the last few years before LRX travelin’ the world, grappin’ and scrappin’ with anybody that wants to fight! And while me old tag partner and me went separate ways last year, I found another kindred spirit! One as big as me! One that LOVES a good scrappin’! So lemme introduce me tag partner! One half of… pure workin’ title tag team name here… THE GOD-BEARS! The God-Beast himself and somebody LRX fans known pretty well, I hear… Mushigihara!
A low, rumbling growl fills the air as a massive brute steps in from stage left, flanked by a well-dressed sophisticate who can’t seem to stop grinning.
Mushigihara and his advocate Eddie Dante have returned to LRX.
EDDIE DANTE
A fine introduction, young Mace, thank you. And bad news for those in the Strongest Tag League unfortunate enough to stand across us in the ring.
MUSHIGIHARA
OSU.
EDDIE DANTE
Lion’s Road, we have returned to stampede this road of champions, to fight, to win, and to bring championship gold around our waists! And with this fellow, who has proven himself worthy of his reputation as a true warrior of the ring, we will match on into the Strongest Tag League, not resting until tag team gold is around our waists.
The God-Beast nods in approval and clasps his hands. He seems a bit slimmer since he was last seen winning the Iron Road tournament two years ago, but no less menacing.
EDDIE DANTE
The God-Bears…
The self-styled Lord of the Ring has to stifle a chuckle as he says that.
EDDIE DANTE
...are coming for those tag belts. And if anyone thinks they can get in our way… even our friend The World’s Heavyweight Champion? They’re gonna be in for a world of hurt.
The King of the Monsters at Dante’s side stares into the camera, before bellowing out a mighty…
MUSHIGIHARA
OSU!!!
Mace looks over at his partner, then gets ready…
JACK MACE
Ryan Samuels, “Iron” Mack Brody… you may be tough and you may be iron, but THIS partnership… this is STEEL that won’t break! I got one word for ya, mates…
He grins.
JACK MACE
OSU!!!
Mushi stops and gives Mace a slightly amused, yet shocked stare. Eddie just makes a face like he’s disengaging from the situation and turns his head.
 Riel Buck is standing by in a junkyard, looking completely out of place in his designer suit. RIEL BUCK
Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Riel Buck, the greatest manager in the history of Lion’s Road. Last week you all witnessed a travesty of justice, as I was viciously attacked without provocation by Duke Womack. While I was in the middle of a sit down protest of the recent actions against myself and my client, “Japan’s Greatest Export” Kenji Hattori, Womack came out with the sole purpose of humiliating me and when I chose to stand up for myself, he became physically violent towards me with the intent of causing bodily harm. Kenji Hattori, being the honorable individual that he is, stepped in to defend me and in the process inadvertently caused Womack to suffer some minor nerve damage. The end result is Kenji Hattori has been suspended and has returned to Japan to continue competing for BATTLE while I sort things out.
He dusts his hands off.
RIEL BUCK
Now I’m sure a lot of you out there believe that my client got exactly what he deserved and I’m certain that some of you are even pleased that with Kenji Hattori being forced to leave the company that I too will have to leave, seeing as I have no one to manage. I say to all of you out there that you are dead wrong on both counts. Not only are my lawyers already working diligently to have Kenji Hattori’s suspension overturned, but I have called my dear friend, Joey Egovail in Pro-Wrestling Grand Prix and enlisted the services of one of the meanest walking on the planet today. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you all the way from Fort Worth, Texas, “Iron” Mack Brody!A loud yell can be heard off screen and a metal trunk bumper is seen being tossed across the yard behind Riel Buck. A large man, wearing a cowboy hat and chaps marches over to Riel and starts yelling. MACK BRODY
Mr Buck, I ain’t going to lie. I hate your brother! Hell, I hate your whole damn family, but there’s one thing about you that I love, and that’s your money! So if you need somebody smacked around and beat up, I’m your man!”He points at the camera.
MACK BRODY Duke Womack, I’ve known you for a long, long time. I’ve chased you and your former partner from one side of this country to the other and you ain’t never been man enough to stand and fight. So it ain’t no surprise to me to hear you’re sitting at home with some little pulled muscle. I swear to the good Lord above, boy, the next time I see you I’m going to beat you within an inch of your life and remind you what a real ass kicking feels like! He pounds his fist into his palm.
MACK BRODY
Now enough about that old cripple, Mr Buck here tells me that I’m booked to compete in a tag team round robin tournament to crown new champions and I’m teaming with some boy named Ryan Samuels. Samuels, I don’t know you from Adam, boy, but I swear to the good Lord if you don’t carry your weight in this match I’m set to whoop your damn ass. As for our opponents Mushi... Mushroom... whatever the hell his name is, and Jack Mace, you’re two big boys but you’re fixing to find out what it feels like to get hit by a big mack truck, ‘cause I plan on running both of you over. And Mace, don’t think for a second that Mr Buck ain’t told me how you and that damn referee stole money from his pocket! (pointing at the camera) Your ass better be ready for a receipt, boy, ‘cause I’m planning on whooping you like you never been whooped before!” Mack Brody lets out a primal yell and turns to a nearby truck. He runs over to it and puts his size eighteen boot right through the driver side window. Brody turns back to the camera and yells,
MACK BRODY
Mushi! Mace! That’s what’s gonna happen to you boys, I’m going to smash in your faces and even your mommas ain’t going to be able to recognize you! And Samuel, you best be ready to hand out a beating on these punks or there will be hell to pay! He yells again and marches off, leaving Riel Buck to stand there laughing. The soulless ginger rubs his hands together and smiles like a cheshire cat at the camera.
RIEL BUCK
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 1, 2020 22:48:48 GMT
There's lots of trash talking flying between both teams, especially from their respective managers on the outside. Referee Robbie Morris is trying to tell the guys to get one in and one out, but Riel Buck and Eddie Dante are yelling back and forth! Mack Brody is keeping an eye on the situation as the two managers aren't that far apart from one another... but Mushigihara and Jack Mace decide to strike while the iron is hot! They execute a double shoulder tackle on Samuels, then turn their attention to Brody - who begins fighting back. Not many men are bigger than Mushi and Mace, but Brody is and he holds his own against them and even shoves Mace away to focus on Mushi. Samuels recovers and takes care of Mace and we've got two pairings of beef battles!
SAM HEWITT This main event has devolved into a pier six brawl already! Even the managers are at it!
Security and stage hands have Riel Buck, who's kicking and screaming - telling Dante that the House of Dante sucked! Both managers are escorted to the back as the fights continue inside the ring. Mace is pummelled in the corner by Brody, allowing him to go and help Samuels. The two cowboys shoot Mushigihara off the ropes and take him down with a double lariat! He rolls out of the ring and the tandem turn their attention back to the Wrestling Bear. They back him into the corner and shoot him out. Mace hits the opposing corner buckles... then eats a spear from Ryan Samuels! Samuels sends him staggering into the middle of the r-
BIG BOOT FROM BRODY!
Mace should've gone down... but Samuels catches him...
MIDWEST PLEX! The spinning leg hook belly to back suplex finds its mark in the middle of the ring!
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2...
-MUSHI BREAKS IT UP!
Samuels gets up and butts horns with the God-Beast, but chucks him out of the ring again. Brody comes off the ropes with a big leg drop onto Jack Mace and goes for a cover, but Morris is trying to wrangle some rules into this fracas.
BRIAN SHELZI Good luck, kid. You got two less guys out here, but the chaos isn't dying down with only four.
Reluctantly, Samuels does indeed take a position on the apron as Mushi heads to his designated corner. Brody grabs Mace's head and begins grinding his knuckles into it, eliciting a "bloody hell, mate" from the Wrestling Bear. Brody lets him go but Mace gets up and gets right in his face. A forearm shot from Brody does little to discourage him and Mace comes back and slaps Mack with a forearm upside the head. The two go blow for blow until Brody switches up and catches Mace with an uppercut, sending him wobbly legged into the ropes next to Ryan Samuels. Brody tags his partner in and the Midwest Nightmare comes in, grabs Mace for an Irish whip but pulls him in...
AND UP!
CHOKESLAM!
He covers!
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2...
NO!
Samuels rolls Mace onto his stomach and applies a front chancery, cranking it on and making sure to contort the jawline uncomfortably after Brody's uppercut. Mace grunts and groans, but nothing to suggest he's close to giving up so Samuels changes tactics and sits on his back, grabs his head and rears back on the camel clutch. Mushigihara starts to go through the ropes, but Mace's head shakes no.
BRIAN SHELZI Mushigihara was ready to stomp on in and break this up, but Mace told him no. Oh well, it's his funeral.
Mace tries to power out, but relents and Mushigihara comes in after all, hoofing Samuels in the head with a kick. "Iron" Mack Brody is drawn in by this and the God-Beast and Madman Mack start trading blows until a knee to the midsection drops Mushi to his knees. Brody smashes his head into the turnbuckles and chucks him back out of the ring as Samuels pulls Mace up and puts him in their corner. Brody tries to take over, but Morris tells them there needs to be a tag so Brody starts to head back to the apron to do the process but Mace comes alive and tries fighting out of the corner with punches, kicks and headbutts to both men but Brody's body shots put a quick end to that. Brody steps out, tags in and steps back in.
SAM HEWITT Good to see referee Robbie Morris is a stickler for the rules, the young man's got a solid head on his shoulders.
BRIAN SHELZI For now, yes. If he keeps getting in the way of Brody and Samuels, that thing might go flying through the arch here in St. Louis. You think it's good for a touchdown?
SAM HEWITT I don't know the first thing about football, Brian.
Brody grabs Mace and whips him into the ropes, then clubs him with a forearm smash upon the return. He covers the downed Bear...
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2-NO!
Brody yells at Morris.
SAM HEWITT Make no mistake about it - Mace kicked out before three. Heck, almost before two.
Instead of protesting more, Brody starts punching Mace on the mat... then pulls him up and backs into the corner. Samuels tags himself in and Brody and him have some words, but it turns out to be tactics as Samuels readies himself... and Brody lifts Mace up onto his shoulder, then Samuels slides underneath...
DOUBLE POWERSLAM!
Samuels and Brody share a moment of teamwork and bump fists, then the Nightmare pulls Mace's frame off the mat. He grabs him in a waist lock and tries to gutwrench him, but Mace holds onto Samuels' leg for dear life. Samuels releases and starts pummelling on his back, then tries again... but to no avail. Samuels shrugs, backs up into the ropes and rushes out...
BIG BACK BODY DROP FROM MACE!
Samuels lands hard, definitely not used to being thrown around but this is Lion's Road - home of the heavyweights! Mace is disoriented, but finds his way and tags in Mushigihara!
SAM HEWITT Osu! Here comes the 2018 Iron Road winner!
Mushi storms in and sumo palm thrusts Samuels back into the ropes, then gives him a biel throw across the ring! Mushi raises an arm before hitting the ropes, bouncing off and leaping into a senton that connects - bringing all of his three hundred pounds down across Ryan Samuels' upper body. He hooks the leg...
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2...
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Brody breaks it up! He tries to rough up Mushi some, but Jack Mace grabs him and the two trade blows and spill out to the floor. Mushi calculates his next move, pulling Samuels up and snapping off a scoop slam near the corner! He backs up across the ring, then sprints! He leaps onto the second rope...
SLINGSHOT SPLASH! THE DEATH STAR CONNECTS!
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2...
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FOOT ON THE ROPE!
Meanwhile on the outside, Mace and Brody are still battling it out. Mace whips him into the rails, then starts heading back to the ring... but then decides to turn back, charging full force at Brody...
AND MISSES!
He hits chest first across the guardrail, Brody grabs him...
AND CHUCKS HIM AWAY WITH A SCOOP SLAM ON THE FLOOR!
Robbie Morris is trying to keep tabs on both parties, but this takes his attention and he exits the ring to check on Mace immediately.
SAM HEWITT There is absolutely no padding at all out there. It's all hardwood floor!
BRIAN SHELZI It's a rough landing for anyone, even hard-headed folks like Jack Mace. He had a chance to get back in the ring and he didn't take it, so this one's on him!
Morris and Dr. Pierson are on the scene, which gives Brody a chance to get back in the ring. He drills Mushigihara with a lariat from behind! Samuels is still on his hands and knees, but Brody pulls him up and slaps him in the face. Samuels shakes the cobwebs out and the two have some words, Brody pulls Mushi up and holds him in place...
SAMUELS COMES OFF THE ROPES WITH THE RYAN EXPRESS LARIAT!
Mushi goes down!
So does Samuels!
Brody exits the ring and chucks Morris back inside to make the count.
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2...
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3!
Morris raises Samuels' arm as Mace is somehow grasping the bottom rope, having attempted to pull himself inside but Brody prevented it. Brody pulls Samuels out of the ring and Riel Buck comes back out, jumping up and down and hugging both of them. Samuels and Brody share a nod and raise each other's arm as the show closes out.
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