Post by El Propietario de GOL! on Jan 30, 2018 14:24:02 GMT
THIS IS 2018
THIS IS MEXICO
THIS IS LUCHA LIBRE
THIS IS GUERREROS OF LUCHA
HECHO EN MEXICO!
The Monterey crowd go nuts as the fireworks off for GOL’s first show of 2018. Sabrina and brand spanking new commentator Sanka get the cameras cut to themselves as the first show gets underway!
S: 2018 kicks off with a bang. These Monterey fans are loving it and so are we. Hecho En Mexico is here!! I am your host as always Sabrina, with my new colour commentator in command, Sanka!
Sa: Yeah man!
DING DING DING
TC: Ladies and gentlemen….Please welcome. GOL COO and owner Carlos Diaz!
Diaz confidently walks down the ring with a chorus of boo’s as he is accompanied by the clownz before slowly walking into the ring.
S: This is the first time we’ve seen Diaz since 2017 when Chaos Dragon threw him off the balcony.
SA: A badass mother man! And Dragon challenged him for control of Guerreros of Lucha!
Diaz walks into the ring and grabs the microphone.
Diaz: You all thought I would be gone after that scumbag threw me off the balcony didn’t you?
Diaz: You thought that Diaz would be gone for good didn’t you?
Diaz: Well sorry to disappoint but I am here alive and kicking. I am the man that runs this place, pays the bills and elevates this company to the next level! Not Chaos Dragon! ME!
Diaz: I should have pressed charges against him! I should have let the clownz destroy him! But I want to be the one that ends his career and his tenure here! ME! And then I heard he wants to go all in with a winner take all match! As soon as I heard that my hands rubbed together. Finally a way to end this all! I accept your challenge Dragon!
Diaz: But it will be not happen tonight!
Diaz: It’ll happen at El Gran Anniversario! Our two year anniversary show in Mexico City! You get someone to represent you and I’ll get someone to represent me! It ends on our anniversary show!
SA: That’s it our first match of the two year anniversary show is made!
Diaz: And while I’m here I’m going to address a situation that was passed over to me via email with Dragons stupid booking. A woman who earned her title shot but has yet to be given it! Well that ends now. Therefore the winner of tonights main event will go one on one for the Rey De Reyes title against….AMY-JO SMYTH!
S: Tough match for whoever wins!
“The Touch” by Stan Bush echos on the PA System as the crowd go nuts as our Rey De Reyes champion Roxi Johnson emerges on top of the stage.
ROXI! ROXI! ROXI! ROXI!
Diaz cuts her off before she gets a chance to speak.
Diaz: Ah Roxi! I know what you’re thinking. My boys the clownz attack last month was nothing personal! It was just a message to Dragon about the power we have! I’m sorry you had to be a martyr to that!
Roxi cuts him off to the crowds delight!
Roxi: I don’t care what you think, but you made this personal! If you or your boys think about going to interfere in my match again tonight. I will rip your throat off!
Mr Psycho tries to intervene but Diaz keeps him composed and refrains him. Roxi’s music starts as the face off continues.
S: Bold words from our champion!
SA: Will it come back to bite her though?
THE FIRST SHOW OF 2018 IN THE LABYRINTH
HELP IS ON THE WAY DAY!
DING DING DING
TC: The following lucha is scheduled for one fall!
Midget Saw by Alestorm hits over the PA system as Fizz steps out, accompanied by two large breasted porn starlets. He is wearing a pair of dress slacks, a button-up shirt and a dark blazer to set it all off. He raises up his wrist, checking the time on his Patek Philippe 5002P wristwatch and then waves at the enthusiastic crowd. He now walks down the aisle, climbs up the black steel steps and enters the ring.
TC: From Los Angeles California, FIZZ!
The heavy riff of "Sultan´s Curse" hits the PA system as Adam Stryker storms onto the entrance ramp through a cloud of smoke. He performs his traditional cut-throat taunt on the top of the ramp before heading to the ring. Adam takes off his jacket and climbs into the ring, where he immediately takes his place in one of the corners, warming up before his match.
TC: From Los Angeles California, Adam Stryker!!
DING DING DING
S: Here we go, first match of 2018 gets ahead!
Stryker goes for a quick attack, but Fizz uses his size advantage and rolls under and counters with kicks to the shins and leg of Adam. He bounces off the ropes and goes for the Tilt O Whirl hurricanrana that sends him out of the ring!
SA: Good start from the small one!
Fizz gets the fans going as he bounces off the ropes and hits a suicide dive through the ropes! But Stryker manages to get a hold of Fizz and hits a massive powerbomb onto the guard rail!
SA: Maybe not man!
Adam gets a hold of the Fizz and rams him into the steel steps! He rolls him into the ring for the cover;
Kick out by Fizz.
S: Both newcomers to GOL! Both looking to make their mark.
Stryker lifts Fizz up to his feet.
The impact is so great it sends Fizz to the near opposite turnbuckle!
Stryker gets confident as he goes for another German suplex, but Fizz rolls and lands on his feet and rams Adam into the steel turnbuckle before going for the cradle roll up!
Kick out by Stryker!
Adam gets to his feet quick but Fizz gets to the top rope for a swinging DDT! The Fizz gets some momentum going for a standing star press!
SA: Little man has got big balls!
Kick out by Stryker!
Fizz goes for the bulldog as he looks to end this quick, but Adam has other ideas as he picks up him up.
MORITURI TE SALUTANT!!!
SA: Oh shit!
Fizz rolls him up for the counter!
Stryker rolls him back!
Both men roll up to their feet.
And Stryker hits a massive discus clothesline!
DEFINITION OF MAYHEM!
Fizz gets hit foot on the ropes!
S: End to end stuff to open 2018!
Adam gets a time to recompose himself as he looks to finish the match with the stryke. He stamps his feet to get the Fizz to his feet and succeeds in doing so.
NO! FIZZ ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!
He knocks Adam Stryker to the ring mat!
Takin’ Care of Fizzness!!
Kick out by Stryker!
Fizz claps his hands as he shouts for the finish. He goes to the top rope but he doesn’t realise that Stryker is near his feet!
NO STRYKER COUNTERS WITH THE STRYKE MID-AIR!
SA: Holy fuck!!!
S: Oh shit!!!!
DING DING DING
TC: Here is your winner! Adam Stryker!
Stryker wins on his singles debut for GOL!
The cameras cut backstage to Chory Silva
CS: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome…Hammerstein!
CS: Hammerstein, it is defined for you by various folk on social media as a career defining match tonight. You battle Honey inside the barbed wire cage. What are your thoughts?
Hammerstein: My thoughts? This shit has gone on far enough! All the talk since last year has been about the golden girl Honey! Oh look how awesome Honey has been! Oh she’s next in line for the belt! You mother fuckers for most of my career don’t say that for me! You have judged me as a fat overweight show filler!
Hammerstein: Instead of supporting me, you just moved the flock to her! You joined her bandwagon and left me for dead! So I came back deciding that the fans are just scumbag pieces of shit!
Hammerstein: So now its all about what I do on my terms! I am the only consecutive, two time Christmas brawl winner! And tonight it’s about proving all you wrong that I am nothing more than a spot filler! I am ready for main event and I will end her career proving that. Why Chory?....Because why not?
DING DING DING
TC: The following Lucha is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Guerreros of Lucha Soaring Eagle championship!
Rooster by Alice in Chains plays as the Lights Dim throughout the arena. A single orange spotlight fades in on the entrance. Jan van der Roost slowly walks out, a pair of orange gloves in one hand, a towel around his neck. He looks towards the ring, then walks ahead, with his head down. He stops , looks at his opponent or the referee, then heads to the steps. He slowly climbs the steps then stops at the corner. van der Roost places the towel on the turnbuckle, wipes his feet on the apron and climbs through the ropes. He looks up towards the orange spotlight then puts the left glove on. The arena lights come up and he tosses the right glove into the crowd or places it below his towel.
S: Such a story here. JVD makes his GOL debut in a title shot which is rarity! He responded to an open call out for Brooks title.
SA: Unknown territory for the champion man!
TC: From the Netherlands! Jan Van Der Roost!
"Down" by Otep hits and out walks Julliet Brooks onto the stage to a chorus of cheers from the audience, simply smiling from ear to ear, and continued to walk down the ramp. Once there she claps some fans hands at ringside then runs and slides underneath the ropes, soaking up the positive reaction. After she leans against the ropes and looks toward the entrance way, showing no intimidation to her upcoming opponent
TC: And his opponent. From Alberquerque New Mexico! GOL’s soaring eagle champion! Julliet Brooks!
S: Brooks is celebrating her one-year tenure tonight in GOL. It’s her fifth month as Soaring Eagle champion!
SA: Still needs to catch up to Roxi’s incredible 10-month overall reign!
Brooks hands the belt over as the referee raises it over his head as this match gets underway!
DING DING DING!
S: As you say Sanka this is unknown territory. Not much is known about JVDR. But the guy is focused!
SA: A very very technical wrestler we have here. Julliet must be careful!
Brooks and JVDR shake each other’s hand as a sign of respect as this match gets underway!
LETS GO BROOKS! JVDR! LETS GO BROOKS! JVDR!
S: Crowd is wild as always south of the border!
Both begin to feel each other out as they clinch up, but JVDR shows his superior wrestling skills and clinches from behind and takes her down. He hits MMA styled elbow strikes and punches before lifting her up with ease for a tilt o whirl backbreaker! He keeps the lock in and lifts her up for an immediate back suplex! He keeps the lock in again and goes for a single knee backbreaker!
SA: Holy shit!
Brooks eyes widen open as she realises what she is dealing with. She spits blood from her mouth before nodding her head. The pair clinch up again and JVDR lifts her up again for a takedown, only for Brooks to roll around for the counter and separate the arm for an armbar! She elbows his face several times as he rolls out of the ring to recover!
S: Gives back as much!
LETS GO BROOKS! JVDR! LETS GO BROOKS JVDR!
Brooks wastes no time and hits a massive suicide dive through the ropes to get the upper hand! She jumps onto the top of the rail guard and hits a corkscrew moonsault to perfection! She rolls him in and goes to weaken the opponent! She hits knee shots and foot stomps to the joints.
SA: Smart move, weaken him up so he can’t use his wrestling moves!
S: Champions instinct!
Brooks hits a curb stomp to the head of JVDR for the cover!
JVDR kicks out and counters it with an attempted rear naked choke! Brooks tries not to struggle from the hold but rotates her hips to get her foot on the ropes to break the hold! JVDR hits knee shot after knee shot before going for a massive uppercut! JVDR finishes it up with a stiff kick to the head of the champion that sends her through the ropes!
JVDR rolls out of the ring as he signals for his classic chops!
Brooks skin turns fiery red and nippy to touch to the point that even blood starts to flow down her chest! He lifts her up and slams her throat down on the guard rail! He rolls her into the ring for the cover.
Kick out by Brooks!
S: JVDR showing his intentions!
JVDR continues the assault with chop after chop! He uses his power for a massive European uppercut before taking her to the top of the turnbuckle.
SA: The champion is in serious trouble!
JVDR calls for the brainbuster as he makes a cut throat motion. He goes for the hit.
BUT BROOKS PUSHES HIM OFF AND COUNTERS WITH THE FATE CRUSHER FROM THE TOP ROPE!
Kick out by JVDR!
Brooks uses the time to recover from the beating JVDR gave her as she uses her champion instinct to recover with her own stiff kicks to the chest of the challenger. She hits one massive kick before shouting out to the crowd.
Kick out by JVDR!
Brooks hammers shot after shot to stun the Dutchman as she goes to the top rope.
NO! JVDR COUNTERS WITH THE CROW!
BROOKS BARELY KICKS OUT!
JVDR wastes no time as he goes in with knee strikes to the ribs of the champion before carrying out the painful rooster stomp! Brooks is holding her body in pain as she tries to recover. JVDR makes the motion and has the look in her eyes as he signals for the end. He gets her in position.
THE DUTCH DEATH LOCK!
NO! BROOKS LANDS ON HER FEET!
SA: She hit it!
She goes to the top rope!
S: SHE HITS IT!
DING DING DING!
Julliet crashes to the mat in relief as she regains the championship!
TC: Here is your winner…AND STILL Guerreros Of Lucha Soaring Eagle champion! Julliet Brooks!
The referee hands her title as she celebrates. JVDR goes over to her and shakes her hand in respect.
SA: Good showmanship right there!
Brooks smirks as she sees the title in front of her before Mohammed Al Thanis’ music begins to play!
S: Oh shit!
SA: He’s been calling the champion out for months, he said he’d be here tonight!
Mohammed emerges onto stage for a chorus of boo’s as he confidently walks down the ramp and into the ring! He easily confronts the champion who looks up to him due to the sheer size difference. The music cuts as the pair square off with each other.
S: Look at the sheer size of Mohammed.
Al Thani points to the soaring eagle title before making a title motion around his waist. Brooks lifts the belt up above her shoulder before making her exit. Mohammed says something that is inaudible but it infuriates Brooks to the the point she goes for the attack.
BUT MOHAMMED HITS A MASSIVE BICYCLE KICK THAT SMASHES HER HEAD ONTO THE MAT!
SA: Holy fuck he just took her fucking head off!
S: Jesus Christ!
Mohammed whisper “Paper champion” before lifting Brooks up!
WRATH OF SHARIA!
Mohammed poses with the title before dropping it on top of her as he makes her exit.
SA: Statement of intent. Mohammed wants the title.
Physios go to Brooks as the camera goes to commercial.
Backstage at the event, Honey returns from the outdoors with two hotdogs with mango lime salsa and mesquite-grilled onions topped with some ketchup and licking her lips as she closes the door behind her lightly to avoid a bang. She seems entirely focused on her food before she almost bumps into Jan van der Roost from behind but stops herself with a squeak and a gasp overheard by the contender.
He turns around and sees Honey. A glare from his eyes sees the wide-eyed Honey, still holding the food. His demeanor stays stoic as he starts to turn back around to focus back on the match at hand.
Honey: Sorry! I almost got, like, Ketchup on your back. But I didn’t!
She says looking down at the hotdog as perfect as it was when it got handed over to her.
Honey: You’re pretty tall too! It must be fun being, like, a giant and stuff.
Honey’s warped sense of sizing coming out as anyone taller than 5’6 was therefore a giant.
He turns back around slightly, looking over his shoulder towards her.
Jan: A giant? Not at all. There are plenty taller and bigger than I am. But I guess it is all according to your perspective. But it is the size of the heart that matters, not the size of the person. The fight of the fighter, so to speak.
Jan puts his hands together and closes his eyes, preparing himself mentally for the match.
Honey nods in agreement as she had taken a bite of her hotdog and politely chews it down before replying.
Honey: Mmhmm! I am smaller than, like, a lot of the Super Falcon Participants. But I still won it and stuff. Um, would you like some hotdog?
She offers the untouched other dog to Jan in it’s tin foil wrapping.
Jan sighs and opens his eyes again. He turns towards Honey, taking the untouched hot dog. A curt nod from Jan is given as he opens the tinfoil.
Jan: “Thank you for the snack”:
He takes a bite then another, then nods at Honey again.
Jan: “Never pass up an offer of food. One of the first things I learned while wrestling in Southeast Asia. Even if you do not like it or have ever had it, it is respectful to do so, and is considered worse than politely saying No.”
Jan’s eyes open, thinking about what he just said, then gives a soft smile to the diminutive wrestler.
Jan: ‘I do like hot dogs though.”
Honey nods to the lesson he taught her and bites the hotdog again as the two share a moment’s silence eating the hotdog and Honey points to the poster.
Honey: The Soaring Eagle title! That’s what you’re fighting for and stuff.
Jan: “It is. My first match in GoL. Opportunity arose, and I took it. I am looking forward to seeing Ms Brooks across the ring from me.”
Honey: I am looking forward to it too, but I have to face Hammerstein. Have you ever come across him?
Jan: I have, in Lions Road. We… have had our differences. He can be beaten though. And i would not mind seeing him come up a little short in your match. So do your best, Miss Honey.
Honey nods with a determined look as she narrows her eyes.
Honey: I will...Mhmm, I will after what he did at, like, Dia de Los Muertos.
She says looking down at her knee that used to be braced up and wiggles her now braceless and healthy leg.
Jan: All I can offer is this… Take the fight right to him. He does not play well on Defense.
Honey narrows her eyes and from her bag she pulls out a little bit of eyeliner to draw a line under her eyes like football players wear.
Honey: Time to take the offence!
Honey says in a gruffy, low tone she uses when trying to be one of the guys. Jan gives a slight smile and nods slowly.
Jan: Good luck, Miss Honey. You got this.
The trios titles hang above the ring as the tables ladders and chairs match is about to get underway.
S: Well amigos you see the trios titles hanging above. The time is now to crown new trios champions in a tables ladders and chairs match!
The camera pans to the tables, ladders and chairs all set up around the ring and stage.
SA: Chaos man, that is what I can guarantee with this match! Fucking chaos!
DING DING DING
TC: The following Lucha is a tables ladders and chairs match! And it is for the Guerreros of Lucha Trios championship!
The American Ultras emerge onto the stage with the United States flag draped down from the tron. The Mexican crowd boo as they all look and nod at each other before walking down the ramp.
TC: Introducing first. The American Ultras!
The bassline of Too $hort's "Blow the Whistle" hits the PA, and the sound of an engine revving roars through the arena. The latter is quickly explained as a black Pontiac with a red five-point star spraypainted on the hood emerges from behind the curtain. Team manager Emilio Salazar drives the car forward as "The Revolution" A.J. Morales sits on the trunk while Dontell Porter and Jason Moana run alongside it, all three men vibing to the music and hyping up the crowd.
TC: And their opponents...representing the San Francisco Bay Area, at a combined weight of 602 pounds...Dontell Porter! Jason Moana! And "The Revolution"! A! J! MOOOOOORALEEEEEEES!
About halfway down the ramp, Emilio stops the car and gets out, prompting A.J. to turn around and climb over the top of the car and join his teammates up front. As the team approaches the ring, giving out high-fives to the crowd, we see two officials run past them and push the car back up the ramp where it came from.
A.J. climbs onto the nearest side of the apron and gives a clenched-fist salute to the crowd, while Dontell and Jason climb up the two turnbuckles on either side and aim finger guns at their opponents before jumping down. With Emilio close by, the trio convene in their corner and huddle up to discuss strategy and decide who's going first.
The theme music for the Dogs of War hits as Devin Hearst, Mark Storm and Jack Tillman emerge with matching jackets and black attire!
TC: And the final team. THE DOGS OF WAR!
The introduction is cut short as the Ultras start attacking team bay. The dogs of war storm down the ramp and soon roll into the ring to join the fight!
S: Oh this gonna be awesome!
DING DING DING
It’s an all out war to the delight of the crowd as the three teams go for broke for the chance to be trios champions! The ultras get the initial upper hand as the match goes to the outside! Heart sets up a table against the guard rail as Team Bay get beaten down by the American Ultras. The dogs soon see the ultras as they battle each other.
BUT THEN SAM HITS A MASSIVE AMERICANRANA ON HEARST THROUGH A TABLE!
SA: Holy fuck!
Team Bay recover and smash the remaining participants with steel chair shot after chair shot that bruises the backs of the recipients. They see the announce table.
S: Oh shit….
The announce team flee as team bay drag Lincoln as they remove the top panel of the announce table before lifting Lincoln up in the air!
TRIPLE POWERBOMB THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!
BUT WHILE THEY’RE DOING THAT THE DOGS OF HAVE SET UP LADDERS IN THE RING!
Team Bay sprint into the ring and climb up the ladder as they trade blows with the dogs of war. Rodriquez and Washington soon go into the ring with tables and chairs as they set them up all over the ring! Sam nods at El toro and pushes all three ladders off with the two-team falling off them as a result! Washington grabs the ladder and uses it as a weapon and smashes it into the ribs of all three members of team bay! El Toro makes sure the dogs of war are beaten down with chair shots as the ultras set up their own ladder. Sam climbs up while Rodriquez keeps watch, but he soon is outnumbered by the dogs of war even with help from the recovering Lincoln! Sam is surrounded by opponents as his eyes widen open. He dashes to get to the trios titles but Tillman grabs him off and slams him to the ring mat.
SA: All wide open!
Team Bay and Dogs of War battle each other with team bay getting the upper hand. The trios team get the upper hand and throw the dogs out of the ring! Morales and Moana grabs and set the ladder on their knee.
AS PORTER RUNS UP THE LADDER OVER THE ROPES FOR A SPLASH ON THE DOGS OF WAR!
They set the ladder on the top rope as Moana joins Porter with a running ladder splash! Soon it’s Morales turn as he sprints up for a third consecutive ladder splash!.
S: Hey look!
Lincoln and Rodriquez are on the opposite turnbuckles with a massive splashes onto their opponents!
SA: It’s guerreros of lucha! What the fuck?!
Sam sets the ladder up and soon climbs to the very top. He stands up on the top as he watches on.
S: I think this is not a good idea Sam!
SA: You’re a long way from the belts Washington!
AND JUMPS OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER ONTO THE REST OF THE LUCHADORS!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
All nine men are out as the fans applaud in appreciation. Sam rolls back into the ring and sets a ladder up underneath the titles as he looks to ascend and win them once again! Heart from the Dogs of War soon rolls in and climbs the ladder as we have a battle on our hands! The pair get to the very top! They trade blows as they look to throw the other one off and be the sole one left to grab the belts! Hearst gets the initial upper hand but Sam wrestles with him and gets him under his shoulder and lifts him up. He looks down at the table.
S: No way! No way!
AND HITS THE DECLARATION OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER THROUGH A TABLE ON HEARST!
SA: JESUS JAMAICAN FUCKING CHRIST!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Dogs of War and The American Ultras all look on in shock as Sam takes out the leader. Team Bay uses the advantage and attack both teams, ramming Tillman into the steel steps and beating down both members of the Ultras. All three men roll into the ring but the dogs return soon and return the favour by beating them down. Storm sets up a ladder in the corner of the ring followed by one leaning between the ring and the guard rail. EMT’s see to both Sam and Hearst. Tillman and Storm grab a hold of Porter while the others are down beaten.
AND SLAM PORTER THROUGH THE OUTSIDE LADDER!
BUT RODRIQUEZ SPEARS STORM THROUGH THE LADDER SET UP IN THE CORNER!
S: Spear! Spear! Spear!
AND TILLMAN HITS THE BALLROOM BLITZ ON RODRIQUEZ ON TOP OF THE CHAIRS!
SA: FUCK ME!
TEAM BAY AREA GRAB TILL MAN FOR A TWO MAN SUPLEX THROUGH THE TABLE AGAINST THE OTHER CORNER OF THE RING!
The fans can’t take much more as Team Bay get the upper hand! Lincoln sees to Sam who roars at him to go backstage as he tries to recover from the earlier table. Sam is struggling while EMT’s are forced to take Heart away via a stretcher.
S: It looks like Hearst is out!
Team Bay get two ladders as Moana and Morales make sure one of them can grab the belts! They set them up in the middle of the ring as they climb up.
SA: Team Bay on top!
S: Can anyone stop them?
Team Bay get to the very top as they try and reach the trios titles. Their partner Porter is out and they soon don’t realise that Rodriquez and Tillman are on their feet trying to climb underneath them. They pull the rest of Team Bay down as they battle one another.
MORALES JUMPS OFF HITS A MASSIVE DDT ONTO THE LADDER STEP ON RODRIQUEZ!
S: Holy shit!
AND TILLMAN HITS A RAZORS EDGE POWERBOMB ON MOANA THROUGH THE TABLE!
GOL! GOL! GOL! GOL!
SA: Hey wait a minute!
Lincoln emerges backstage carrying a two-pallet full of set up tables! He parks it against the ring before rolling back in and setting up more tables around the mess of the ring!
S: I’ve lost count Sanka how many tables we’ve lost to this match!
Lincoln sees Morales and hits a massive discus clothesline that knocks him out! He climbs up the ladder with Rodriquez as the pair look the secure the trios titles. They both go to the very top, but Lincoln stops Rodriquez from grabbing the belts.
L: I wanna be the first!
RR: Are you nuts? Let’s grab them together!
L: I wanna be the first!
The pair continue to argue!
AS STORM PUSHES THE LADDER AND THEY FALL OFF THROUGH THE STACK OF TABLES!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
S: Lincoln may have cost the Ultras the Trios championships!
Sam recovers in time and gets a hold of Storm!!
THE DECLARATION ONTO THE STEEL CHAIRS!
Sam sees the sole table left in the ring and looks at it. He rolls outside the ring before rolling back.
AND SETS THE TABLE ON FIRE!
SA: Oh shit!!
Sam, Tillman and Morales are all on the sole ladder as they battle for the gold. Tillman and Washington don’t see but Morales grabs a steel chair with himself and begins smashing it over the bodies of the American War Machine and A Dog of War. He sees Sam.
AND SMASHES THE STEEL CHAIR ONTO SAM’S HEAD, WHO FALLS OFF AND ONTO THE CONCRETE GROUND!
SA: The Ultras are out!
It’s now down to Tillman and Morales as they battle it in the middle of the ring. Both at times almost fall off but keep hold of the ladder. Morales batters the bloodied head of Tillman over and over the top ledge which stuns him.
BUT TILLMAN HITS A KICK ONTO THE TITLES ONTO MORALES HEAD!
AND MORALES FALLS THROUGH THE FLAMING TABLE!
SA: Holy monkey balls!
S: TILLMAN IS ON HIS OWN!
Tillman regains his composure.
Grabs the titles.
AND UNHOOKS THEM OFF!
DING DING DING
S: TILLMAN HAS DONE IT! THE DOGS OF WAR HAVE DONE IT!
Tilman drops off the ladder with the titles as Storm celebrates with him.
TC: Here is your winner! And NNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWW Guerreros of Lucha Trios champions! The Dogs of War!
The new champs leave the ring to celebrate an insane match! Meanwhile in the middle of the ring the Ultras argue with each other once again.
S: Trouble in paradise here.
Lincoln pushes Rodriquez.
BUT RODRIQUEZ SPEARS LINCOLN!
SA: Oh I wasn’t expecting that!
Sam’s mouth open wides in shock as he looks on in despair as he sees the Ultras crumbling before his eyes. Rodriquez leaves the ring while the new champions laugh on with Hearst soon limping on to join the celebrations!
HELP IS ON THE WAY DEAR
GOL ANNOUNCES ITS SECOND HALL OF FAMER
WHO WILL JOIN TIGER MASK RED IN THE CLASS OF IMMORTALS
FIND OUT NEXT MONTH!
The Camera cuts to Amy-Jo Smyth who is exiting the Monterey arena with a smile on her face. Chory Silva tries to stop her for a quick interview.
CS: Amy-Jo! A quick word!
She stops just before leaving.
CS: What’s your thoughts on being the next contender for the Rey de Reyes title and do you have a preference?
AS: I don’t care if it’s the crippler. I don’t care if it’s the undefeated one. Regardless. I will beat them and become champion!
Amy-Jo walks away as she exits the arena.
The fans roar loud as the barbed wire cage starts to descend from the cat walk.
S: Well ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for what I can only describe will be a war. The barbed wire cage match is upon us!
SA: You see the weapons hanging off the cage, the ragged barbed wire around the steel. This is going to be a war that both luchas will have scars from!
The cage completes its descension as TC announces from outside the cage.
DING DING DING
TC: The following Lucha….IS A BARBED WIRE STEEL CAGE MATCH!
"The Rockafeller Skank" by Fatboy Slim begins and almost strobelike, the graphic "STRAIGHT OUTTA WHYNOT" flashes across the tron before slowing down. Smoke and fog begins billowing up from the stage as Hammerstein barrels out, crashing onto the stage. The fans laugh as Hammerstein gets up, dusts himself off and smiles. He leans down to ignore some fans and nearly falls off the ramp in the process. He rushes to the ring and enters the barbed wire cage, baseball sliding under the bottom rope, and losing his shades in the process. He picks up his shades, wipes them off and puts them back on before trying to jump onto the second turnbuckle, but can't quite make it. Instead, he puts one foot up there and the other on the bottom before throwing both up to the jeers of the fans.
TC: From whynot Mississippi! HAMMERSTEIN!
S: Will Hammerstein prove the critics and the doubters wrong tonight?
The little guitar intro plays as Honey's name fades in on the screen. As the violin comes in, a few highlights play from Honey's Redemption career. The vocals come in exactly as Honey steps out to the crowd in her yellow ring gear and nods giving an ellegant raise of her arms up to the crowd before turning around to have her hair blow back from a fan as the lyrics "Taste the wind and touch the sky" plays over the sound system. Honey turns back around as the small pipe solo plays and begins to walk with pride in her abilities, modestly skippin down the ring. Honey sways to music and gives the fans in the front row a look over, a cheerful smile and takes the time to hug any kids who came out to see her.
TC: She's from Las Vegas Nevada, while also representing Omaha, Nebraska. Weighing in at one-hundred and fourteen pounds, The girl who popularizes Honey-Can-Rana....Honey!
The Crowd then chant "Honey-Can-Rana" and clap five times in rhythm. "Honey-Can-Rana", clap, clap, clap-clap-clap. "Honey-Can-Rana", clap, clap, clap-clap-clap. "Honey-Can-Rana", clap, clap, clap-clap-clap.
Honey gets herself onto the top rope and sits with her back to the ring, closing her eyes and gleefully smiles as she raises her arms up high to touch the sky before gripping the ropes and back rolls onto her feet. Honey flicks her hair back and unzips her Young Cubs hoody. She folds it up neatly before passing it to the referee to put aside for her.
TC: And his opponent. From Las Vegas Nevada, Honey!
Hammerstein wastes no time and attacks the crowd favourite immediately after the announcement.
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He stomps away and hits hammer shots before ramming Honeys head right into the barbed wire cage! Blood starts to flow down the head of Honey before Hammerstein hits a gigantic lariat!!!!
S: What a start!
The referee pushes Hammerstein back as he tends to Honey who is dazed and struggle to get to her feet. He asks her if she is ok to continue, to which she nods and pushes the ref away. Hammerstein intervenes as he gets a hold of her.
POP UP POWERBOMB!
But Hammerstein doesn’t cover! Instead he goes over to the cage and grabs a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire, followed by a kendo stick with wrapped barbed wire and chucks them into the ring. He grabs the chair and raises it over his head.
AND SMASHES THE BACK OF HONEY!
Hammerstein smirks before going for another chair shot!
BUT HONEY HITS A HUGE LOW BLOW!
AND SMASHES HIS HEAD IN WITH THE KENDO STICK!
You can visibly see the scratches from the barbed wire on Hammersteins face as he holds it in pain. He retreats to one corner as he and Honey each have a weapon in their hands
SA: Here we go!
SI! SI! SI! SI! SI! SI!
The pair goad each other to attack, but Honey drops her kendo stick and goads Hammerstein to attack. The rudo looks on in shock and laughs, calling her an idiot. He goes for the attack, but Honey dodges and jumps onto the chair for a high knee to the head! She bounces off the ropes and hits a massive missile dropkick! She goes to the ropes!
TOP ROPE MOONSAULT!
BUT HAMMERSTEIN GRABS THE KENDO STICK AND SMASHES IT ON HER RIBS MIDAIR!
SA: Oh fuck!
Honey rolls around in pain as Hammerstein gains more confidence. He climbs the cages and pulls off a barbed wire table and gets it set up on the ring. Hammerstein slowly touches the grazed skin on his face which stings to the touch. He turns around to focus back on Honey.
BUT HONEY JUMPS OVER THE TABLE AND DROPKICKS HAMMERSTEIN THROUGH THE ROPES INTO THE BARBED WIRE!
Hammerstein roars in pain as Honey shouts at loud as she begins to push his head right into the barbs of the barbed wire! Blood immediately pours down Hammersteins face as the crimson mask begins to form!
S: There it is!
Honey sees her opportunity as Hammerstein has to rip his ring attire to free himself from the barbed wire. He crawls back inside busted wide open.
THAT BANNED MOVE!
NO! HAMMERSTEIN THROWS HER INTO THE BARBED WIRE!
FOLLOWED BY THE RUNNING SPEAR ON HONEY INTO THE BARBED WIRE CAGE!
Honey roars in pain as he smashes her head over and over into the cage before repaying the favour by scratching her head into the barbed wire! Honey is busted wide open as Hammerstein begins to climb the cage.
SA: What can they do next man?!
S: Fuck knows Sanka!
He climbs up as high as he can but doesn’t see Honey joining suit. She manages to climb faster and get a hold of his back.
BACKSTABBER WHICH HAMMERSTEINS GET GOES INTO THE BARBED WIRE!
The sheer weight of Hammerstein means he falls with his back being scratched against the cage, ripping his attire in the process! The close of his back covered in blood and scratches gets the skin hairs on the fans in Monterey! Honey hits a massive knee into the head that crashes into the barbed wire!! Hammerstein is stunned as Honey goes for the cover!
Kick out by Hammerstein!
Honey goes for the honeycomb hug but Hammerstein is too heavy and pone for the move so she improvises by hitting a crossface with the barbed wire kendo stick! Hammerstein roars in pain as he tries to escape! He manages to roll over and lift Honey up with his size advantage!
DEATH VALLEY DRIVER ONTO THE BARBED WIRE STEEL CHAIR!
Kick out by Honey!
Hammerstein has had enough. He gets he barbed wire steel chair and begins smashing the back of Honey with it. She screams in pain as Hammerstein is relentless. He gets a hold of her.
SA: He hit it!!!
But instead of going for the pin, he wants to make a statement. He places her onto the barbed wire table as Honey is out for the count.
S: What is he doing?
Hammerstein look up at the top as he begins to climb to the top of the cage!
SA: Oh fuck….
Hammerstein manages to get to the very top as he looks down at Honey. He turns around with his back facing Honey.
S: Oh god Hammerstein no don’t do it!
S: Don’t do it! You’ll regret it for the rest of your life!
SA: Don’t be a bad ass mother!
Hammersteins eyes widen as he shouts “ITS’ MY TIME!”
MOONSAULT OFF THE TOP OF THE CAGE!
BUT ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND HAMMERSTEIN GOES THROUGH THE BARBED WIRE TABLE!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Hammerstein is out cold as Honey tries to get back on her feet. The rudo is not moving an inch! She gets up on her feet and stomps the ring, which prompts slight movement from her opponent. She clenches her fists and roars out loud as he gets to his knees.
THAT BANNED MOVE!
Hammerstein kicks out!
Honey makes the motion as she wastes no time picking Hammerstein up!
HAMMERSTEIN MANAGES TO PUSH HER UP IN THE AIR!
DROP THE HAMMER IN MID-AIR!
S: What a counter!
SA: Hammerstein has done it! What an upset!
The referee raises Hammersteins hand in victory!
TC: Here is your winner! HAMMERSTEIN!
SA: He has proved the critics wrong! We must consider now that he is ready for the top tier man!
S: I was not expecting this at all!
Hammerstein exits the cage with a smile on his face as he celebrates his victory! Meanwhile Honey is on her knees in the middle of the ring, visibly upset at her loss. The fans get up on their feet and applaud her.
THANK YOU HONEY *CLAPPING* THANK YOU HONEY *CLAPPING*
She nods in respect as she slowly makes her exit
DING DING DING
S: Main event time!
TC: The following Lucha is scheduled for one fall. And it is for the Guerreros of Lucha Rey De Reyes championship!
The lights in the auditorium switch off as “Symphony of Destruction” by Megadeth begins to play over the PA system, as soon as the guitar rift kicks in, the spotlights goes around the audience and the stage lights illuminate as Chris Crippler steps out from behind the curtain.
He casually strolls down the aisle way, ignoring the fans ringside, stepping up the ring steps to the apron and walking along to the middle. He gazes out at the crowd in attendance with a look of disgust before stepping through the ropes, Chris walks over to the opposite side of the ring, adjusting his wrist tape as he presses his back against the turnbuckles. The referee checks him for foreign objects as his music fades away.
TC: From Colchester, Sussex England. CHRIS CRIPPLER!
S: What an opportunity for this man. And could he GOL’s first ever European champion?
SA: A great technical wrestler. The runner up in La Azteca rumble. Do not underestimate this wrestler.
The opening keyboard notes of "The Touch" begin on the PA system. Stan Bush's voice rings out and soon the power chords kick in to begin the song. The cameras pan around the arena, and soon, spotted in amongst the fans, is Roxi Johnson slowly making her way through them, slapping the fans five and getting patted on the shoulders as he moves through the swarm of fans. The fans continuing singing with the song as Roxi continues her journey through them, stopping and singing along with them. She treks onward, seemingly greeting every fan, before she is lifted on top of the fans and they crowd surf her towards the ring, imitating a superhero "flying" motion. She makes it and lands on her feet on the arena floor to which she high fives the closest fan before climbing up on the apron and climbing the turnbuckle and raising her arms in the air to massive cheers. She jumps down from the top turnbuckle and lands in the ring, and begins jumping up and down in an exercising manner as the music cuts out.
TC: And his opponent. The Guerreros of Lucha Rey De Reyes champion! ROXI JOHNSON!
Roxi kisses the belt before handing it over to the referee as he raises it over his head to start this match.
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Crippler wastes no time and clinches Johnson into a massive suplex! He rolls her over and hits a sideways suplex before rolling her up again for a massive dragon suplex for the quick cover;
Kick out by Johnson.
Crippler smirks as Johnsons eyes wide open as she realises what she is in for.
SA: That is how you make a statement!
Crippler and Johnson clinch with each other, but the champ counters with vicious kicks and punches to the legs and body of Crippler before delivering a snap fishermans suplex for her own cover!
Kick out by Crippler!
Chris smiles as Roxi smirks back.
S: And that is why she’s been champion for so long.
Cripple and Johnson battle each other as Chris goes for another suplex, but Johnson rolls him over her shoulder, but the challenger stiffs her with a kick to the head before slamming it onto the turnbuckle. He lifts her up and powerbombs her onto the outer mat!
SA: That had to hurt!
Crippler rolls out of the ring and puts her legs under the ring apron before smashing her head over and over onto the steel turnbuckle. The champion is dazed before the challenger hits a massive European uppercut! He follows it up by slamming her head onto the ring mat! Chris rolls her in and makes the cover;
Kick out by Johnson!
Chris Crippler eyes up his pray. He wastes no time with the champion by lifting her up slowly to her feet for a massive neckbreaker!
AND THEN ROLLS BACKWARDS AND LIFTS HER UP FOR THE PILEDRIVER!
Kick by the champion!
S: Roxi is in very serious trouble! I have never seen her in this predicament!
Crippler hits a modified German suplex that sends the champion to the opposite of the ring. He gets a hold of her again as she tries to counter with a knife hand striker, but the veteran hits another suplex! Roxi fights back though! She hits a stun kick and goes to the top rope.
BUT CRIPPLER CARRIES HER FOR AN OVERHAND SUPLEX ONTO THE OUT MAT!
SA: What a counter!
Roxi is roaring in pain as Crippler slaps himself in the face. He rolls outside as the champion holds her back, struggling to get back up.
S: The challenger has completely dominated this match. Roxi has never been like this before.
Chris looks like he was to punish the champion more and look to suplex the champion onto the concrete!
BUT ROXI ROLLS HIM INTO THE STEEL STEPS!
AND SUPLEXES CRIPPLER ONTO THE CONCRETE FLOOR!
Crippler is roaring in pain as the champion rolls him into the ring for the cover!
Kick out by Crippler!
Johnson sees her opportunity as Crippler slowly gets back up to his feet.
Missile dropkick followed by a standing hurricarana! She sees Crippler on the ground and hits a perfect Take flight! She carries on the assault with the Superhero moonsault! Cover;
Kick out by Crippler.
Roxi shouts out loud, but the crowd start to boo as the clownz emerge on stage and slowly walk down the ramp. The champion gives them the middle finger before going for the ray of hope!
BUT CRIPPLER COUNTERS BY CARRYING HER INTO AN OVERHEAD POWERSLAM!
ROXI KICKS OUT!
Crippler sees the clownz as they slowly surround the ring. He tries to not let it distract himself as he goes to pick Roxi up, but she pushes him into the referee and the clownz soon storm in for the attack!
SA: Not surprising!
S: This is not right!
Crippler looks on as it is 3 on 1 on the champion. He slowly walks over to them.
AND BEGINS SUPLEXING THEM ALL!
Mr Psycho, the seven foot monster clown looks on as Crippler eyes him up;
CC: I win matches on my own! Have it!
Crippler uppercuts the monster clown before delivering a huge suplex!
He gets a hold of Roxi!
But there’s no ref!
Crippler is furious and continues to suplex the clownz in anger! The referee slowly starts to get up as he suplexes the last clown out of the ring.
He goes for another one!
NO! ROXI COUNTERS!
RAY OF HOPE!!
TC: Here is your winner….And STILL! Guerreros of Lucha Rey De Reyes champion! Roxi Johnson!
Roxi goes over to Crippler “Next time. No interference. Promise.” Before lifting the title over her head.
S: Roxi’s toughest challenge to date and its another retain!
Fireworks go off to end the show as Carlos Diaz looks on in disapproval. Meanwhile at the opposite end, Chaos Dragon smirks as he applauds the champion and Cripplers efforts. The camera shifts back to Diaz who makes a quick phone call.
Diaz: It’s me. I think it’s time we end this reign….