Post by Mat on Jul 27, 2018 22:59:50 GMT -5
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Buffalo, New York
Episode VIII
DARK MATCH
The Armada def. Jesse Laurent & Darren Wayne
The Armada looked to get a quick win against the two local competitors in Jesse Laurent and Darren Wayne [small][small][Jesus Lorenzo and Warren Dayne of GHWA][/small][/small], but that was not the case. The match lasted about 6 minutes, with Jesse and Darren not going down without a fight. The match concluded when Kyle Thomas pinned Jesse Laurent after hitting Midnight Thoughts.
We were welcomed to the show by Mike Vincent, who announced that tonight's main event will be Crash Jackson and Crest Silver taking on the AXW Champion Justin Wyndham and "Mr. AXW" Magnum Wolf in tag team action. But first, we kick the night off with some action
OPENING CONTEST
Sean Foster vs. ?
Spraying his Intensity cologne and looking genuinely unhappy to be there, Sean Foster addressed the crowd and said that there is no one in the back worthy to face him, and that if Luke Mathews was smart, he would award him with an opportunity to challenge for the AXW Championship. Foster went on to say that he’s obligated to have a match tonight so if anyone feels they have the intensity they should step forward. Enter Corbin Mason to a nice pop from the crowd. Foster would try to spray Corbin with Intensity, but the young man actually super kicks the container right into the face of Foster and tries for a quick school boy and gets a two count. Flustered, Foster would swing wildly as Corbin would duck and hit three consecutive clotheslines, the last taking Foster over the ropes to the outside. Fired up, Corbin would motion for Foster to get back into the ring, but Foster didn’t look like he wanted to. Corbin would exit the ring and try to bring Foster back but was countered and thrown into the steel post head first, before chucked back into the ring. Furious, Foster would begin stomping away at Corbin before holding him and drilling him with some hard rights and then hitting a nice swinging neckbreaker, getting a two count. Foster would play to the crowd before measuring Corbin for a shining wizard, but this didn’t put the young man away either. Fed up, Foster would try for Loss Of Pride but Corbin would counter it with a thunderous exploder suplex. Once again fired up, Corbin would hit two scoop slams, followed by a snap legdrop for a long two count. Corbin goes to end it, trying for the Pit Stop Plunge, but Foster lands on his feet and connects with the Loss Of Pride. Foster thinks about going for the pin, but shakes his head, wanting to inflict more punishment, when Slamsley McBody arrives on the sign, pointing and yelling up at Foster about blinding him recently. The two exchange words as Slams goes onto the apron. Foster looks ready to pounce, when Slams hops down, smirking at Foster who turns and walks right into a STIFF super kick from Corbin, who falls onto Foster for the cover and the win, much to the shock of the capacity crowd!
Salvatore Pellegrino: Here is your winner, CORBIN MASON!!!
Post Match: Slams just looks over at Foster, who is trying to clear the cobwebs with a huge smile on his face before raising the arm of the highly excited Corbin Mason as the crowd pops like mad for this!
We open with a shot of Caitlin Shay, yawning, as the crowd boos, although there seems to be some cheers as well.
Caitlin Shay: Well this should be interesting. Almost as interesting as eating in Buffalo. What’s wrong with you people? You stupid guineas and your $20 stinky ass Italian cheese. You mean you actually EAT this stuff? Could explain your breath.
The crowd boos as the Yuganagi Twins enter the scene, both of them really playing it up to the cameras, although Caitlin could care less.
Caitlin Shay: Oh wow, there’s two of you. Double the pleasure, double the shame, right?
Chad Yuganagi: What the hell is your problem, girl? Don’t you know you’re standing next to THE PREMIERE tag team in this promotion?
Caitlin Shay: You don’t say?
Bruce Yuganagi: That’s damn right, girl! In fact, maybe you’d like to hang out with the Yuganagis tonight after the show?
Caitlin Shay: Uh yeah, I have to, um, wash my dog, and, remember I have higher standards in men, if that’s what you are.
Chad Yuganagi: Excuse me?
Before Caitlin can retort, The French Revolution, Ryan Reviere and JPF come into the scene, obnoxiously waving their France and Quebec flags respectively.
Ryan Reviere: Oh no no no, sweet Caitlin, you say you have higher standards? Well there are no two better specimens of the male gender than myself and Mr. Jean-Pierre right here.
JPF: Very true, my friend. And more importantly, we’re getting sick and tired of these prime examples of the downfall of American culture. If there was a clean toilet in this building, I’d be puking in it right now just at the sight of you two.
Caitlin Shay: I’m gonna hurl if I listen to this crap any longer. Whatever.
The two teams begin arguing as Caitlin walks away, disgusted.
WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT
ROUND ONE
Keira Stryker vs. Hailey Harris
Sierra Starr was on commentary for the match. Keira emerged first, as the “knight” of one Cassie Cassidy was greeted with a chorus of boos, but she didn’t seem to care. Keira took the mic and said “that while things may be changing in EWS, one thing remains the same, and that’s that Hailey Harris is overrated.” This of course brought out Harris, the young woman seemingly with a new fire and passion in her eyes, spearing Keira and raining down with punches as the match began. Sierra noted that Hailey is someone who has just had some bad breaks, but that this tournament was do or die for her. Stryker was taken down by a spinning heel kick and a flying headscissors that sent her from the ring. Harris didn’t give her opponent a moment to breathe, hitting a corkscrew plancha taking her down on the outside. With a glance towards Starr, Harris would toss Stryker back into the ring and after a standing moonsault get a long two count. Harris would try for Check This Out(Mic Check), but Keira would counter with elbow smashes and kicks, followed by an enziguri taking Harris down to a knee before a shining wizard blasted her for a long two count for Keira. Stryker would bow to the crowd mockingly before sizing Harris up for Head Trauma (roundhouse kick) but Harris would duck and nail Keira with Check This Out. Harris would then look over at Starr again before leaping off the top rope with Hailey’s Comet (450 Splash) hooking the leg for the cover and the pin.
Salvatore Pellegrino: Here is your winner, HAILEY HARRIS!!
Post Match: Sierra would stand up and clap for Harris who just looked over at her before celebrating with the crowd, not sure what to make of Starr’s respectful applaud.
We open outside the arena, where we see The Push, Jimmy Reynolds and Timmy McDermott, both glad in Freddy Goes To Hollywood Relax t-shirts, matching Cory Hart sunglasses, and jean jackets that match their Bugle Boy jeans. Jimmy has a boombox on his shoulder and hits the play button as “Beat It” by Michael Jackson plays, the two guys jamming out to the song. After about a minute, Timmy turns the boombox off.
Timmy McDermott: You heard The King Of Pop, if you’re a tag team here in AXW and you can’t cut the mustard, if you don’t know where the beef is, if you don’t just say so to sucking major butt, then you need to BEAT IT. Armada, we know you’re one of those teams, so Jimmy and I, we came up with a plan to see who really is next in line for a shot at those tag team belts.
Jimmy Reynolds: That’s right, starting on the next episode, we’re going to have ourselves a Best Of 5 Series. You win, we’ll hop right into our Pushmobile, flip the switch to 1985, and be right back to drinking Tab and drooling over The Bangles.
Timmy McDermott: Aww man, The Bangles!
Jimmy Reynolds: Awww man, TAB!
Timmy McDermott: Ahem. Anyways, but when WE win, you goons hop back onto your ship and tell Columbus and Ferdinand there’s no new world here.
Jimmy Reynolds: Until then, remember, when PUSH comes to SHOVE..
Timmy McDermott: We ALWAYS TAKE A BITE OUT OF CRIME!
Jimmy Reynolds: Nice, Timmy.
Timmy McDermott: Thanks, Jimmy. Love me some Scruff Mcgruff.
Jimmy turns the boombox on again, as the duo bob their heads to some more MJ.
SINGLES MATCH
Mateusz Bartkowiak vs. Pyrostar
Despite the friendly demeanor of the gentle giant, Mateusz, Pyrostar approached the match with extreme caution, giving up nearly 100lbs and a foot of height to the big man. After a handshake, the two men circled, as Pyrostar would try to open things up with some quick kicks and elbow shivers which did give him enough opening to hit a dropkick to the knee of the Polish superstar, followed up by running front drop kick. Pyrostar wouldn’t let up, hitting a springboard flying headscissors followed up by a tiger feint kick (619) but when the masked superstar would take to the air again for a seated senton, Mateusz would counter it into a big jacknife powerbomb, taking the wind out of Pyrostar. A Mongolian chop would find it’s mark, followed by a clubbing Polish Hammer that sent AXW’s masked superhero end over end before crashing into the mat. The Polish giant would continue the attack with a tree trunk like clobbering short arm clothesline, followed by a big boot for a long two count. A Samoan Drop was soon to follow, but again Pyrostar managed to kick out. The big man would try for another, but Pyrostar would latch himself on, rolling Bartkowiak into a crucifix cradle pin for the sudden 3 count victory!
Salvatore Pellegrino: Here is your winner, PYROSTAR!!
Post Match: A shocked giant slapped the turnbuckle in defeat over the abrupt victory as Pyrostar celebrated on the outside with his young fans.
We open in the women’s locker room, where Brianna Park is listening to some music and getting ready for her match. Into the scene to a chorus of boos is Olya Oglovska, arms crossed, seemingly not amused with what she’s saying. Brianna turns and with a sigh takes off her ear buds, turning her music off.
Brianna Park: To what do I owe the pleasure?
Olya Oglovska: Shut eet, puny lit-el gurl. Vere I come from, ve don have deh time for dis music thing, da stupid bloops and bleeps you listen to. All ve do is train.
Brianna Park: Well..sorry?
Olya Oglovska: Tonight you’ll be za one who will be sorry! Tonight, Olya, Russian superstar, sends puny little girl back to Japan when she vas last relevant!
Before Brianna can retort, Olya leaves in a huff as Brianna rubs her chin.
Brianna Park: I liked her better when her and her husband Boris were hunting talking moose.
This gets a chuckle from the crowd as Brianna puts her ear buds back in and continues listening to music as he finishes up getting ready.
SINGLES MATCH
Inferno vs. Malcolm M. Mitchell (LVF)
Though not medically cleared to compete, the Cross City Stallions would accompany their cousin Malcolm M. Mitchell to the ring as he was set to take on Inferno, with Lucifer in his corner. Malcolm took control early on in the contest, hitting such moves as a fisherman suplex, a t-bone suplex, and would top it off with a beautiful standing dropkick. Earlier on in the match he even looked to hit Sleep Tight, but Inferno used his quick reflexes to move out of the way. Inferno then took control quickly hitting a one-armed swinging neckbreaker. Not long after, the two would go back and forth, with Malcolm slowly regaining full control. Malcolm would again look to hit a finisher with Faceplant, which was countered into a powerbomb. After wearing Malcolm down for a bit, Inferno looked to end it with Bloodless Death. He executed the roundhouse kick portion of it, but as he went for the guillotine choke part of it, he was caught with a smooth northern lights suplex that almost got a three count. Malcolm, insisting to official Brian Sullivan it was a three count, decides to bring Inferno into the corner and try to hit The Descend. He positions Inferno on the top rope, facing away from the ring. Malcolm then stands on the second turnbuckle, being back-to-back with Inferno. As Malcolm began to lift Inferno into the Yokosuka Cutter position, Inferno manages to get free and reposition both him and Malcolm on the top rope, before ending the match with what he calls Laceration for the three count.
Salvatore Pellegrino: Here is your winner, INFERNO!
Post Match: Lucifer would enter the ring with Inferno. Max Maximus would try to enter the ring, only to be barely held back by his brother. As Marky tries to explain to Max that this is not the time or the place, they soon meet the floor by a flying Malcolm M. Mitchell who was thrown at them by Lucifer.
WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT
ROUND ONE
Olya Oglovska vs. Brianna Park
Sierra Starr was once again on commentary. Olya was definitely not welcomed by the capacity crowd, as she gave them a stern look of displeasure and dissatisfaction. She was a woman on a mission. Brianna Park, however, from her days in Rising Sun Pro Wrestling, was given a warm reception, but it quickly escalated when Olya attacked her from behind. Olya would hit a Sambo Suplex to open the match, focusing her attack on the back of the always charismatic Park. Trying to keep the upbeat, up tempo Park grounded, Olya would slap on some submission holds, most notably a figure four headlock as Park struggled to get free and eventually did. Olya playing to the crowd, shouting at them, gave Park enough time to get back into the match, something Sierra said you should never do, no matter what country you’re from. Park would open up her offense with stinging chops before getting Olya in a tree of woe and hitting God Bless Korea, a measured dropkick, toppling her over. Park would keep pouring things on with a front missile dropkick, firing up the crowd before hitting a knee drop for a two count. A clothesline in the corner had Olya reeling as she dropped down before Park hit her with a hard running dropkick, getting another nearfall. Park was on fire, signaling for the end. She would grab Olya by the legs, shouting out to the crowd before trying for a sharpshooter, but Olya would hit Park in the face before tossing a roll of Russian coins to the outside as the crowd boos, this unseen by the ref as Olya even goes the extra mile and hooks Park in an inside cradle for the academic pin.
Salvatore Pellegrino: Here is your winner, OLYA OGLOVSKA!!
Post Match: With a smirk in Sierra Starr’s direction, Olya puts the roll of coins under her top as Sierra looks on in disgust, the referee checking on Park who looks like she got her lights knocked out.
We open backstage, where we see Bobo Sweetcakes actually polishing up his Adrenaline Title. He looks at his reflection in the title.
Bobo Sweetcakes: Marvelous! Who deserves a cinnamon roll after that solid belt cleaning? Why, Bobo of course!
As the camera pans we see that Bobo is indeed surrounded by a table of sweets. We see everything from cupcakes, cinnamon rolls, to even a delicious red velvet cake, all waiting for someone to eat them. Bobo reaches for a cinnamon roll, but stops as the camera pans up to see none other than David Slayton, scratching his head, as the crowd pops for the two recent tag partners.
David Slayton: You know something Bobo, I’ve seen some weird things in my day, guys talking to citrus fruit, Canadians carrying around stuffed animals, heck I even knew a guy who got his powers from drinking Yoo-Hoo, but never, NEVER have I seen this many baked goods in one room, except, well, you know, A BAKERY.
Bobo Sweetcakes: I know, isn’t it amazing? I usually go first, being champion and all, but since you’re here, why don’t you go first?
David Slayton: Actually I’m on a bit of a diet, Bobo, so I’ll pass.
Bobo shrugs and grabs a cinnamon roll, biting into it.
David Slayton: But you know, speaking of you being champion, that’s kind of why I came here. I saw you shining that belt up just as I came in here, and I was wondering if you’d be willing to give your ol’ pal Dave a shot at it.
Bobo is a mouth full of cinnamon roll. He tries to say something, but David can’t quite pick it up.
David Slayton: Come on, Bobo, surely your mother taught you not to talk with your mouth full.
Bobo takes a big gulp and wipes his lip, putting the cinnamon roll down on a napkin.
Bobo Sweetcakes: Oh, I’d be fine with that Dave, truly honored really, but..
David Slayton: But what?
Bobo Sweetcakes: Well, I think it’s only fair that you earn your shot, I don’t want to seem biased, giving out shots to my friends. If you want one, everyone is going to want one.
David Slayton: I don’t know what other friends you actually have here, but I see your point. What do I need to do? Name it.
Bobo ponders for a moment, then snaps his fingers, heading over to a stack of freshly baked cupcakes.
Bobo Sweetcakes: Oh it’s simple really, all you need to do is beat me..IN A CUPCAKE EATING CONTEST!
David is once again scratching his head.
David Slayton: I don’t know, Bobo. I’m not one for sweets, like I said, a gorgeous guy like me, I have to watch what I eat.
Bobo Sweetcakes: Aww, come on Dave. You want a title shot, don’t ya?
Slayton eyes the cupcakes, and then the championship belt, as he admires his own reflection in it.
David Slayton: You’re on!
Dave and Bobo shake hands as the crowd is laughing hard, Slayton exiting the scene. Bobo rubs his hands together.
Bobo Sweetcakes: Oh this is gonna be good. What Dave doesn’t know is, he’s going toe to toe with the New York State Fair cupcake eating champion 2 years in a row!
Bobo is excited and takes another bite out of his cinnamon roll as the camera focuses in on the stack of cupcakes before fading out.
MAIN EVENT
TAG TEAM MATCH
Crest Silver & Crash Jackson vs. Magnum Wolf & Justin Wyndham
Crest Silver and Crash Jackson would make their way to the ring to the sounds of "Personal Jesus" by Marilyn Manson. Justin Wyndham would come out, before his music was quickly changed to "Perfect Strangers". Magnum would meet with Wyndham on the stage before they walked down the ramp. The music would cut out, and Crest Silver from the ring would signal them to turn around. They would turn around only to see Jamie Fuller tied to a chair on the jumbotron. This is enough of a distraction for Crest and Crash to blindside them. Wolf and Wyndham try to fight back, but are thrown into the guard rails and ring steps. Crest Silver enters the ring. Crash Jackson stays on the outside, and rolls Wyndham into the ring, who immediately gets a Totally Awesome Powerbomb from Silver. Jackson goes to retrieve Wolf, and tries to roll him into the ring, but Wolf reverses it rolling Jackson into the ring instead. Not realizing that Wyndham was already layed out in the ring, and that rolling Jackson in will not help his chances, Magnum then starts to make his way to the back to check on Fuller. When Magnum has left the arena, Crest and Crash look at each other with sadistic smiles. Crash makes his way over to Wyndham, who is trying to get back to his feet. Crash brings Wyndham fully up and whips him to the ropes, and himself goes off the adjacent ropes hitting the Pulverizer, damn near making Wyndham come out of his boots. The show closes with Silver standing over Wyndham, ghost-belting.