
Toxxic
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But what does Danielson offer to the WWE? You might get a decent match out of him against someone old school like Finlay or Regal, but he won't have the aura of awesomeness that came from ROH, he won't have the length of matches that he has in ROH that allowed him to be the 'back-to-basics' Danielson who won matches with bodyslams and bearhugs, he won't have the moveset to allow him to use cravate suplexes and cattle mutilations, and (most importantly) he has neither the charisma, the look or the marketability that CM Punk has and which allowed him to negate the other post-ROH factors.
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Carlito doesn't really have anything to be discussed - he's not wonderful, he's not HIDEOUSLY bad, he just sort of does stuff in the ring and sometimes you don't fall asleep.
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If Joe doesn't win, I think TNA Creative Control had better hide in that damn cage. I'll be throwing things at them, and I'm in England.
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Storm's OK in the ring, and I rather like the character. I think they've been able to hit the balance a few times and show that Storm can either be a violent drunk or an incompetent drunk, and it depends on how much he's drunk. But he has a good look, good entrance music, a couple of amusing shirts ('Save Water, Drink Beer' made me laugh), and there's been enough nastiness in his history to off-set the occasional comedy. He is a walking, talking, drinking example of why TNA needs an Intercontinental equivalent.
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I agree about knowing move names. I mean, I'm not THAT bothered if somebody miscalls an inverted swinging fireman's cradle piggyback stunner or some crazy indie move like that. What I object to is things like JR calling the Whisper In The Wind the Twist of Fate, JR calling Christian's inverted DDT the Unprettier, you know. When you can't even recognise and call your wrestlers' signature moves (or miscall a signature move as his finisher, leaving you struggling when he actually hits his finisher later in the match), it really kills the product for me. And yes, I do sometimes yell at Tenay and West for miscalling moves. That's what being in a match-writing e-fed will do for you.
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He signed a contract saying he couldn't sue them for injuries even if they had been negligent? Christ on a cracker, boy. I don't know how that contract stands up against the WWE ones, but, damn. I mean, I'd have expected something like you would need overwhelming evidence of negligence or something like that, but just 'no, no matter what we did, you can't sue us' would make me think twice, thrice and four times about signing.
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If you threatened him with a gun to make sure he kept the in-jokes to a minimum, Nash would be great. Am I alone in really, really hating Jim Ross by the way?
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TSM Town Hall: The Brand Extension - Six Years Later
Toxxic replied to Cheech Tremendous's topic in The WWE Folder
Any show/brand which does not have, and does not have any option of having a singles World Champion on it is not going to be a show worth watching. However, the fact stated above about the titles meaning nothing when wrestlers are moving around between brands and showing up here there and everywhere is true. The WWE is basically guilty of EWR Syndrome - you sign more wrestlers than you actually need, then you keep getting new ones coming up and being ready but you have nothing for them to do, and the guys on top aren't going anywhere even when they're past their best before date because a) as shit a competition as TNA is, you don't want them to get their hands on a name like Undertaker, even if he can't be called the Undertaker there, b) firing old guys doesn't make you look good to the guys who are coming towards the end of their prime, who might want to jump ship to somewhere they think will desperately hang onto them for name value, c) if you fire them or they jump, you'll be left with the young no-names that you haven't been able to build into names because the guys on top haven't let themselves be replaced. The brand split theoretically allowed more young names to come through, but if it's not rigidly adhered to it's pointless, and if it is rigidly adhered to you have a much smaller amount of people for everyone to work with. For example, the WWE as a whole could have a damn good tag division. Split it between two (three?) shows and you've got a whole lot of not much. The brand split has worked to an extent, but certainly not as well as was hoped. I wouldn't be surprised to see it disappear in the next year, although I'm by no means saying it will, or that it should. -
[Landon in character] Wow, signing Tod back was a really good move on my part! [/Landon in character]
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A quick little post-match promo would be great, if not if yourself and Manson can let me know BEFORE due date what your choice of stip would be, then we won't lose any time setting up the next card while we wait to hear
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You know, i hadn't even considered the Triple Threat possibility - it was more a case of Manson should have something to fight for, but why should it be for his partner to pick the stip? Certainly an interesting idea.
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The SWF presents... DOWNWARD SPIRAL LIVE to tape/DVD from the DCU Center in Worcester, Massachusetts at 7pm EST! MAIN EVENT 'Play To Win' Match Insane Luchador vs MANSON The Insane Luchador is on one hell of a roll - three wins on the bounce, whereas before now he's struggled to manage three matches on the bounce since his untimely death and subsequent revival. He has a locked-down, 100% certain World Title shot coming up against Michael Alexander... but the Mad Scientist Of The Mat is unavailable until late April. Do we leave Looch to cool his heels? No! We put him up against the other half of Slaughterhouse 5! Unlike IL's recent conquests, this match will play out under standard singles rules, but if he WINS... he gets to pick the stipulation in which he faces Alexander. However, if MANSON wins then HE (no, not Alexander, MANSON) gets to pick the stipulation the title match is contested under. It's worth bearing in mind that a win over someone who then dethrones the champion might stand the Raging Bull in good stead in terms of getting back into the title picture. It's time to let the fed's two veterans have at it! Rules: Standard Singles Word Limit: 5500 Send To: King Cucaracha HARDCORE Annie Eclectic vs Taiga Star Annie is Queen Bitch, Taiga is new. Annie is the Hardcore Queen, Taiga is the Hardcore Princess. They've both been talking smack - now Toxxic's had enough and took out some of his frustration at his country's appalling performance in the soccer against France by booking them against each other in a hardcore match to make them fight for his enjoyment, or at least mild amusement. Rules: Hardcore. You know, no DQ, falls count anywhere - that sort of thing Word limit: 5000 Send To: Toxxic Va'aiga vs S.I.N. S.I.N.'s winning streak came to an end at the hands of the Insane Luchador - possibly not surprising given the environment, so it's probably time to give the rookie a more relaxing encounter, no? No? No. Enter Va'aiga, 6'6 and 340lbs+ of angry Maori. How do we know he's angry? Because he's Va'aiga! The Maori Badass didn't get his fight as predicted at Battleground, so he gets to take it out on S.I.N. Can the man from the Bronx rise to the challenge of facing down a former World Champion considerably bigger than he is, or will Va'aiga LARIATOOOOOOOOOOO another opponent's chances? Rules: Standard Singles Word Limit: 5000 Send To: King Cucaracha Tod James Stuart vs Arne Andersen Stuart pulled out the win against Rik Fleihr at Battleground, but it seems the Four Norsemen are not ones to forgive or forget. It's The Enforcer Arne Andersen's turn to measure up against the former ICTV Champion - will Tod weather the storm? Rules: Standard Singles Word Limit: 4500 Send To: Toxxic The Fabulous Jakey vs KOJI Kitano Jakey's slump is going from bad to worse, and now he faces off against a former SWF Tag Champion. KOJI hasn't been in singles competition in the SWF for over two years - will Jakey be able to pull himself around here? Rules: Standard Singles Word Limit: 4500 Send To: Dace59 (send all marked matches, promos etc to Toxxic)
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Yeah, and the sport doesn't exist in this country except for the kids who aren't good enough at anything else...
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My problem with Hassan's in-ring work was that every move he did worked the back, until he then used the reverse STO as a finish. He used the Camel Clutch, but only ever as an out-of-match beatdown move of 'put the face in the submission and shout angrily'. If he'd built to that submission to follow on from the work he did on people's backs during the match, it'd have made a whole lot more sense.
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In which case, I'm guessing you were making a reference that for reasons possibly related to age but more likely related to nationality, I didn't get. Btw, card will hopefully be up sometime this evening. But Landon Doesn't Do Weekends, and I've been working so I haven't really had time.
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Do we even have people (except Wildchild and, uh, IL) who remember Mark Stevens? Taamo as commentator would be grand, although we'd need to try and find a way for him to put people over besides himself.
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...and a jobber
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Sort of. Conversation went roughly thusly: Tom: Sorry I haven't been writing much lately, I'll try and make sure I get something in for this show Me: That's OK, life gets busy sometimes. Is it fair to say that if you don't get anything in for this show we should assume you're too busy and take you off the active list until further notice? Tom: Yeah, that's probably best. So, we got nothing, and Tom won't be booked until he specifically states he's got time and wants to be. Ladies and gentlemen, the fed is Flesherless in any capacity for the first time in... a long time.
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Yeah, but Tom hasn't written a thing since about early October last year (unless you count the 250 word beat of Clark) and is now being taken off the active list. I mean, if you want to do a losing streak storyline then feel free, but please PLEASE don't feel that you should let what it says in anyone's stats prevent you from beating them! All stats should do is influence HOW you go about beating them (should you choose to do so).
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Well, at least you guys are alive. So we can put it down to bad fortune in that Va'aiga was ill as well, all of which makes booking the next card rather easier.
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I don't autojob tildebangs.
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Coming to the fed as I did in the era of Comet and Riley on commentary, I've always loved Comet despite the fact that many others say he's totally unsuited for play-by-play. Certainly a heel ELM is worth considering. ...part of me wonders whether budget cuts should lead to a Landon and Toxxic commentary team. Were it to occur in real life that would be either incredibly annoying or one of the greatest teams In The History Of Our Sport. But probably the former.
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And the show is up. Annie, I hope you don't mind me editing your promo slightly. However, Toxxic is still meant to be heel and currently can't exercise his ego by beating people up in the ring, so I added a couple of extra jibes at you Good showing there from Tod, I'm expecting good things to come from him. Jakey, I swear if you job yourself one more time I'll... job you START WINNING MATCHES DAMN IT! I can't remember the last time you wrote yourself to win! IL vs S.I.N... this was a real toughy for me. Both matches had some innovative spots, both matches had things I liked (and admittedly some things I didn't). On the one hand I did like that S.I.N.'s match didn't stop with the C4 explosion as that's unusual - on the other hand I thought the carry-on after was a little overdone, and after all this is meant to be C4, they should be lucky to be alive after that. Both guys interpreted the set-up of the ring differently which made it a little harder to compare - S.I.N. got his back shredded by running into barbed-wire covered ropes (a little foolish since he'd been putting on the brakes only a moment before), whereas IL had no barbed wire on the ropes. I didn't make that particularly clear though, I was envisaging it more as a military theme around the ring rather than actual barbed wire on the actual ropes. I loved the visual of IL's finish, I liked the desperate fighting for the possession of Excalibur, I liked 'well, one boot is pretty ghetto'. In the end IL came out on top in my eyes but it was DAMN close to call, I'd encourage S.I.N. to post his match and rest assured, your efforts will not be forgotten. VDN vs S5 - well, Va'aiga was ill (I can vouch for this, having spoken to him a couple of time this week) and Dace doesn't write anymore. Nothing from Slaughterhouse 5 either, which is concerning. Taiga vs WC - tricky. Trickier than i'd expected. Taiga put in a great effort with a lot of action, but it was a real clash of styles. My problem with Taiga's writing is that everything is very bare bones, clipped and not always described well enough for you to get a real understanding of what is happening, and why. My problem with Wildchild's match on this occasion was that, while he is lightyears ahead of Taiga in terms of grammar, sentence structure and so forth and so you can read it and understand EXACTLY what is going on very easily, there was about as much selling going on as would take place at the Chocolate Kettle Warehouse He got a lot of early offence, then Taiga kicked the shit out of him for a while. This was believable, because Taiga is a ground and pound wrestler and as long as she's still standing, she can hit you with offence. However, WC took a beating (and he's a fairly fragile guy, remember), then went straight back to doing high-flying flip-flopping without selling any of the damage done. I also wasn't a big fan of him several times hitting effective headbutts on a wrestler for whom headbutting is a major form of striking offence. So like I said, very close and I think a rematch could go even closer to the wire.
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FADE IN “It’s just about time for the main event,” says Mak Francis. “And it promises to be a very fast-paced match, King, as Wildchild defends the World Cruiserweight Championship against the newcomer, Taiga Star! King, Taiga Star recently suffered something of a setback at the hands of S.I.N., but she earned herself a title shot with an impressive win at From the Fire, when she defeated both MANSON and the former World Cruiserweight Champion, the Fabulous Jakey!” “Well, Taiga has definitely had momentum on her side,” says the Suicide King. “I think she’s won something like four out of her five matches since she debuted here in the SWF… but she’s never faced an opponent like this before. And you know me, Francis, I’m no Wildchild fan, but even I’ve got to give the edge in this match to the Champion!” “Speed, agility and athleticism all favor the Champion,” agrees Mak, “and let’s not forget the experience factor. Wildchild has been competing at this level for far longer than the challenger can claim to!” “The only thing that you have to worry about, if you’re a Wildchild fan, is whether or not the time off has been to his detriment; he hasn’t been in an SWF ring since he defended his title at Clusterfuck!” “Well, Wildchild has stated before that he’d happily defend against whomever the SWF put in front of him, but the Championship committee hasn’t recently had any viable challengers for the World Cruiserweight Title.” “So,” asks King, “do you think that Taiga Star can beat Wildchild?” “I don’t know,” replies Mak. “It’s a tall order to ask a newcomer to beat Wildchild on their first time wrestling against him… especially when the World Cruiserweight Title is on the line… Hell, even Dance Dance Dragon only managed a draw, and he actually had major credentials coming in! It’s going to be extremely tough for Star to get a major upset when the title’s on the line, in her first shot!” “The other thing that you have to consider is that the only real weakness in Wildchild’s game, which is a lack of upper body strength, is pretty much negated when he’s in there against another cruiserweight,” remarks King, “especially against one that’s actually lighter than him!” “I’ll agree with you there, King,” affirms Mak. “As we’ve seen in the past, Wildchild shows us his full offensive repertoire whenever he’s in there against somebody he’s strong enough to pick up. But that’s not where I think the biggest difference in this match is going to be!” “What do you mean?” “Well, Taiga Star is used to being slammed,” explains Mak. “She’s used to being in there against people bigger and stronger than her, and we know that she can take punishment… But she’s not used to being in the ring with somebody as FAST as Wildchild; she’s not used to being in the ring with somebody that can do all the different things that he can do from the top rope, and his ability to hang in the air makes it really hard to time and counter his moves! But, even more than that, is his agility, and his flexibility: It’s hard to make Wildchild submit to any move that puts his body in an unusual position, such as the Texas Cloverleaf, and that’s arguably Taiga’s most dangerous move!” “Well, her most dangerous move is the Double Stomp,” replies King, “especially against a guy like the Wildchild. But, again, with how much time we’ve seen it take her to set that move up, and how fast Wildchild is, she’s going to have to really do some damage to him in order to have him down long enough to hit it!” “We’re only moments away,” says Mak, “so let’s go right to Funyon!” DING! DING! DING! “Ladies and gentlemen,” booms Funyon, “This… is the MAIN EVENT… of Battleground!” The fans begin cheering as Hole’s “Be a Man” begins to play. Taiga Star jogs down to the ring, slapping hands with the fans at ringside. She rolls underneath the bottom rope and scrambling quickly to her feet. “The following contest is scheduled for one fall,” shouts Funyon, “and it is for the SWF World Cruiserweight Championship! Introducing first, already in the ring, the challenger: from Helltown, in Havervill, Massachusetts, and weighing one hundred and… Star gives Funyon the Evil Eye, and he pauses in disbelief as he reads his index card… “None of your business pounds?” Star nods in approval as Funyon reads on: “Taiga… STAR!” Star raises her hands overhead and acknowledges the fans at ringside. “Taiga Star has the opportunity to become the first female to win a singles title here in the SWF since the Hardcore Queen herself, Annie Eclectic!” “I wouldn’t let Taiga Star hear you say that name too loudly,” says King. “The two of them aren’t exactly on each other’s Christmas Card list!” “You mean we won’t be seeing any Mickie James/Trish Stratus mistletoe moments between the two of them any time soon?” King shudders at the thought. “God, I hope not.” “Be a Man” fades into the ethereal, and the fans begin to cheer wildly the lights abruptly cut out and a familiar squeal echoes throughout the arena: RAAAAAAAAAAH! “ATTENTION! ALL YOU NIGGAZ! ALL YOU BITCHES! TIME TO PUT DOWN THE CRISTAL, TIME TO TAKE OFF THE ICE FOR A MINUTE… TIME TO THROW A LITTLE MUD IN THIS MOTHERFUCKA…” Atlantic City erupts as Redman’s “Let’s Get Dirty” heralds the arrival of the Bahama Bomber! A solitary spotlight pierces the Boardwalk Hall, flashing off and on in rhythmic time as the beat throbs melodiously. The cheers become even louder as the Bahama Bomber bursts from behind the curtain… RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! “They love the Wildchild here in Atlantic City!” cries Mak, as Wildchild pauses at the top of the staging area, before purposefully making his way down the aisle. The Champion slaps hands with the fans surrounding the barricade as he proceeds towards the ring. “Well, whether I like it or not, Wildchild’s one the biggest stars we have here in the SWF right now,” says King. “Even if that’s more a matter of attrition than anything else!” “His opponent,” booms Funyon, “hails from the Bahamas, and weighs two hundred fourteen pounds! He is the SWF World Cruiserweight Champion: the WIIIIILDCHIIIIILD!” WC somersaults between the bottom and middle ropes to enter the ring; the Champion rolls to his feet and heads over towards the edge of the ring, removing his championship belt as he leaps up onto the middle rope and holds the title overhead as the lights come back on, and Redman’s voice bleats throughout the arena: “I CAN’T GET IN DA CLUUUUUB!” YEAAAAAAAAAAH! “King’s backhanded compliments notwithstanding,” says Mak, as WC’s music fades out, “there’s no question that Wildchild is of our most popular superstars here in the SWF right now; thousands of people packed the Boardwalk Hall tonight to see him defend the Cruiserweight Title here tonight, so let’s get right to it!” WC surrenders the World Cruiserweight Championship to senior referee Ronald “Red” Herrington; Herrington holds the belt overhead, displaying it to the crowd, and then hands it to the departing Funyon. He then motions for the timekeeper to ring the bell, signifying the start of the match: DING! DING! DING! “Bell’s gone,” shouts Mak, “and we’re underway!” Wildchild and Taiga meet in the center of the ring for a collar-and-elbow tie-up, and WC immediately takes control, shifting behind Star into a waistlock, and picking the ankle to surprise her with a waistlock takedown; the challenger barely has time to get back onto her knees before WC releases the waistlock and leaps into the air, crashing into Taiga’s back with a jumping senton that knocks her back flat against the canvas! Wildchild rolls to his feet in one fluid motion and runs towards the edge of the ring, picking up speed as he bounces off the ropes and smashing Taiga as just as she’s getting back to her knees with a basement dropkick! WC then somersaults back to his feet and runs to the ropes, leaping into the air as he rebounds and flipping forward to crash into Taiga’s chest with a running shooting star press! He hooks the far leg as he applies a cover: ONE! TWO! Taiga kicks out at two and immediately rolls out of the ring; she shakes her head to clear out the cobwebs, and glares angrily back into the ring. “Well, Francis, you talked about the speed earlier,” says King, as Herrington begins his count, “and Taiga Star’s getting firsthand experience on just how fast he is.” Star climbs back into the ring and scrambles to her feet, holding her hands overhead to invite a knuckle lock. “Taiga definitely needs to try and slow this match down,” says Mak, “and looks like she’s going try to lure Wildchild into a test of strength.” WC looks back and forth towards the different sides of the ring, out into the crowd. As his eyes come to rest on the challenger, a mischievous grin spreads across his face and he steps forward to lock fingers with Taiga… only to swing his legs up between them and hook them around Star’s neck, before arching backwards to take her over with a spectacular standing rana! WC beats Taiga to her feet and leaps into the air, planting both feet in her midsection as he locks his hands behind her head, before arching backwards to take her over with his patented Freefall monkey flip! Star stumbles to her feet, and right into the waiting hands of the Champion, who sends her to the canvas yet again, this time with a lightning-fast armdrag takeover! The crowd cheers as WC sprawls out on the canvas, shifting the armdrag into an armbar. “Nice, deep armdrag by the Cruiserweight Champion,” praises Mak, as Taiga bumps across the canvas to make her way over to the edge of the ring. “And, once again, Wildchild is able to control this match thanks to his speed!” Star gets her leg underneath the bottom rope, and Herrington calls for, and gets, a clean break. Wildchild gets to his feet and, clearly feeling confident, decides to have a little fun at Taiga’s expense; he walks over towards the edge of the ring and sits down on the middle rope, holding it open as he waves his arm across his chest, as if inviting Star to leave the ring. “Look at this!” exclaims King. “Wildchild is playing mind games with Taiga Star; he’s telling her to take a walk!” Not surprisingly, this doesn’t go over well with the challenger, and she charges across the ring to get her hands on WC, but the Bahama Bomber slips out to the apron as she lunges through the ropes… CRACK! … And smashes her in the face with a shin guard-assisted kick! Wildchild dashes across the apron and swings around the ringpost to the opposing edge of the ring; Star staggers away from the ropes and grabs her face, checking her nose and mouth for blood, before turning back towards the edge of the ring, surprised when she sees Wildchild no longer there. A whistle alerts her to the World Cruiserweight Champion, still on the apron behind her, and Taiga charges towards him, only for the Tropical Tumbler to grab the top rope and flip over her head to re-enter the ring, hooking his arm under hers as she bounces off the ropes and taking her overhead with a hiptoss! As soon as Taiga sits up, WC hops towards her and thrusts his feet forward, slamming both into the back of the challenger’s head with a basement dropkick! The Human Hurricane quickly gets back to his feet and runs past Star, leaping onto the middle rope and the springing backwards into the ring, crashing into Taiga with a Quebrada moonsault! WC remains atop her for the cover: ONE! TWO! Taiga reaches out with her hand and grabs onto the bottom rope, breaking up the count; the challenger rolls back out of the ring to regroup, as Wildchild gets to his feet and pumps his fists to get the crowd into it. “Taiga Star had better have some more tricks up her sleeve,” says King, “because this has been ALL Wildchild early!” WC heads over towards the edge of the ring and reaches over the top rope to grab Taiga by the hair and pull her up onto the apron… THWACK! … But the challenger surprises WC, grabbing him by the head and falling to her backside on the apron, clotheslining the Champion on the top rope! Not willing to let the opportunity pass her by, Star reaches into the ring and grabs WC by the head, pulling it over towards the ropes and leaving it dangling over the edge of the ring as she plops down to the arena floor… CRACK! … And proceeds to lay into Wildchild’s upper chest with clubbing forearm shots! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! “Well,” remarks King, “it looks like we’ve got a match after all!” “Indeed,” says Mak. “This is the first offense she’s shown in this entire match!” Star pulls Wildchild into a sitting position, with his legs still inside the ring, and then climbs into the ring; she reaches through the ropes to trap WC in a front facelock, wrapping her legs around the Champion’s torso in a body scissors as she does so. “How about that!” shouts Mak, as Herrington begins to count. “Taiga Star has Wildchild in what looks like a modified Wet Cement!” “Too bad the referee’s going to make her break it,” adds King. Right on cue, Herrington orders Star to release the hold, which she does reluctantly. Wildchild stretches out on the apron to recover, but Taiga decides to press her luck, and grabs onto the top rope, launching herself out of the ring… WHAM! … And slams her posterior into Wildchild’s chest with a modified sitdown splash! Wildchild instinctively rolls towards the center of the ring, but Star slides in after him and crawls over to apply a lateral press: ONE! TWO! Wildchild kicks out at two! He again tries to roll away from the challenger, but Star gets to her feet and runs towards WC, leaping into the air and crashing into his midsection with a diving headbutt! She quickly pulls him to his feet and follows up by trapping him in a front facelock, before snatching him overhead suddenly with a snap suplex! Taiga floats over into a lateral press: ONE! TWO! Wildchild again kicks out at two! Taiga pulls WC back to his feet and grabs him by the wrist, whipping him across the ring and into a neutral corner; she approaches the corner deliberately to make sure he doesn’t try to out-quick her, and then proceeds to deliver several well-placed boots to the midsection! Star delivers a couple of headbutts, and then grabs him by the wrist to whip him across the ring to the opposite corner; she charges into the corner to crush Wildchild against the turnbuckles with a splash… WHAM! … But she over-plays her hand, and the Bahama Bomber charges out of the corner, running right past her as she crashes headfirst into the turnbuckles! WC runs towards the edge of the ring as Taiga staggers out of the corner; he leaps onto the top rope and curls himself into a ball as he launches back into the ring to knock Taiga down with his patented Pinball attack! Wildchild quickly gets to his feet and dashes across the ring; he dives headfirst towards the edge of the ring, and plants his hands on the canvas, using the ropes to propel his body back towards the center of the ring as he performs a handspring into a moonsault press! The Champion applies a cover: ONE! TWO! Taiga kicks out at two! Wildchild pulls her to her feet and traps her in a front facelock; he then lifts her up overhead, rotating both their bodies until he’s lined up just so with the nearby corner, and drops her back down to the canvas with a corkscrew suplex! “And right there, you see what makes Wildchild so dangerous!” says Mak, as WC steps out onto the apron. “Even if you think you’ve got him down, he’s so fast, that it doesn’t take him any time at all to get back on top!” Wildchild leaps from the top turnbuckles and spins his body laterally in midair to come crashing down onto the challenger with the Andros Drop! Wildchild hooks the leg as he tries to get the pin: ONE! TWO! Taiga kicks out at two! Wildchild pulls Taiga to her feet and stuns her with a headbutt; he then spins around as he leaps off his feet, and knocks Star back against the ropes with a jump spinning back kick that knocks her back against the ropes; he then runs across the ring, diving into a cartwheel as he rebounds and leaping off the canvas, extending his body to deliver a cross-body block… CRASH! … But the challenger ducks at the last second, and Wildchild goes sailing over the top rope, crashing to the arena floor! “Ouch!” cringes Mak, as WC rolls around in pain on the concrete floor. “It looked like Wildchild was going for some kind of cartwheel into a cross-body, but he was just a little too high off the canvas, and Taiga Star, amazingly, still had the presence of mind to get out of the way!” “That’s why they call it high risk,” says King, as Star rolls out of the ring. The challenger pulls WC to his feet and grabs him by the wrist, whipping him across the floor, and sending him headfirst into the solid steel steps! Taiga rolls WC into the ring and slides in underneath the bottom rope herself; the challenger crawls over to Wildchild and falls atop him in a lateral press as Red Herrington gets into position to count: ONE! TWO! THR— KICKOUT! Taiga takes a step back as Wildchild gets to his knees, and then suddenly thrusts her leg forward, blasting the Bahaman in the chest with a stiff kick! She kicks him again and then backs away, only to step back towards her opponent and drills him with a kick to the face that knocks him on his back! Taiga goes for another pinfall: ONE! TWO! BUT ONLY GETS TWO! “Another near fall for Taiga,” says Mak, “as it appears that she’s regained control of this match!” Taiga pulls Wildchild to his feet and delivers several crisp knife-edge chops to the chest, before running back towards the ropes and raising her arm as she rebounds to deliver a running lariat… but Wildchild ducks and begins hammering her with quick right hands! BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP! Wildchild backs Taiga into a corner and then whips her across the ring towards the other corner, but Taiga reverses, sending Wildchild rocketing into the corner… WHAM! … Where he crashes chest-first into the turnbuckles at an unbelievably high velocity! Wildchild bounces off the turnbuckles like a jet ball and collapses onto his back! Taiga staggers over to her opponent and falls atop him with a pinfall attempt: ONE! TWO! THREE— NO! “Two count only,” says Mak, “but Taiga seems to be getting stronger with each passing move, and those kickouts are becoming less and less forceful on the part of the Wildchild!” “That tends to happen when you get your man worn down,” explains King. “Now, we’ll need to see whether or not Taiga has the killer instinct to extend this advantage.” Taiga pulls Wildchild back to his feet and whips him towards a nearby corner, racing to the ropes as Wildchild staggers backwards towards the center of the ring, and leaps into the air as she rebounds, reaching for Wildchild’s neck to hit him with a running hangman’s neckbreaker, but the Caribbean Cruiser sidesteps her! Wildchild whips his leg through the air as Taiga turns around to deliver a roundhouse kick, but the challenger catches his leg in mid-move… CRACK! … Only for the Human Hurricane to whip his other leg through the air and blast Taiga in the face with a Gamengiri! Wildchild stands with his back to Taiga and springs off the canvas, crashing down onto her chest with a backflip splash! ONE! TWO! BUT ONLY GETS TWO! “Boy, I thought that Wildchild had her after that Gamengiri!” says Mak. “These two continue to go back and forth, and you have to wonder who will be able to come away with the win!” Wildchild pulls Taiga back to her feet and whips her across the ring into a corner. He charges in after her, but Taiga lowers her shoulder and lifts him out of the ring, only for the Bahama Bomber to land on his feet on the apron. Wildchild takes the initiative on this occasion, turning Taiga around and grabbing him by the back of the head, slamming him face-first into the top turnbuckle! He then leaps onto the top rope as Taiga staggers away, before springing back into the ring, body extended to crash into Taiga with a cross-body block! WHAM! … But Taiga snatches him out of the air and plants him with a ferocious powerslam! “Oh my word!” shouts Mak. “Taiga with a terrific counter! And she’s going for the pinfall!” ONE! “We’ve got a new champion!” TWO! THREEE— NO! “That was extremely close!” cries Mak. “Wildchild was about four inches away from losing the World Cruiserweight Title there!” Taiga lifts Wildchild up off the canvas and plants him with a scoop slam. She then runs to the ropes, measuring Wildchild as she rebounds, before planting a kneedrop between his eyes. “Taiga scoring with another big move here,” says Mak, “but she could be making a big mistake in not going for the cover here!” Taiga pulls Wildchild to his feet and traps him in a front-facelock before snatching him off the canvas and holding him overhead, only to drive him back down with a ferocious Brainbuster! She quickly scrambles to her feet and waits until WC stands as well before she runs to the ropes, lifting her arm as she rebounds to nail Wildchild with a lariat, but the Caribbean Cruiser shows great resiliency of his own, as he ducks underneath… CRACK! … And knocks Taiga senseless with a shuffling sidekick! RAAAAAAAAAAH! “Superkick out of nowhere!” shouts Mak. “Wildchild still has some fight left in him!” Red Herrington begins to count both wrestlers down: ONE! TWO! THREE! “This match looks like a pick-em at this stage, King,” notes LDP. FOUR! “Definitely,” agrees King. “The next person to score a big move will probably be the winner!” FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! Around the seven count, both combatants begin to stir. Wildchild crawls over to Taiga and applies a weak lateral press: ONE! TWO! That only gets two! Wildchild and Taiga then each roll to their knees, and begin to exchange blows as they fight to their feet, with the Bahama Bomber trading hard right fists with Taiga’s chops: BAP! SMACK! BAP! SMACK! BAP! SMACK! Taiga eventually takes control, backing Wildchild up against the ropes and whipping him across the ring. The Human Hurricane ducks underneath a rolling elbow attempt as he bounces off the ropes, and then leaps into the air as he rebound a second time, crashing into Taiga with a cross-body block, only for the challenger to roll through it and roll him into a cradle, hooking the tights as Herrington falls into position to count: ONE! TWO! THREE! NO! “Man, was that close!” sighs Mak. “She got away with hooking those tights, and I thought for sure she had the match with that!!” Taiga beats Wildchild to his feet and stuns him with a kneelift to the midsection. She whips Wildchild into the ropes once more and lowers her shoulder to deliver a back-body drop, only for Wildchild to catch her in an inside cradle as he comes off the ropes! ONE! TWO! THR— NO! “And that was another close near-fall,” mentions King. “Taiga thought that she had firmly established control, but Wildchild’s lightning-fast reflexes were almost able to get him the victory!” Wildchild sidesteps a charging Taiga and leaps into the air as she bounces off the ropes, blasting her in the face with a flying back elbow! “Another nice counter by the Wildchild,” says Mak. “And it looks like he’s going up… that’s high-risk territory, King, but not for this guy!” “And the thing about it is that you never know what he’s going to do up there!” adds King. Wildchild leaps from the top turnbuckle and dives into the ring to deliver a flying elbow smash… CRACK! … Only to get caught flush on the chin by a Taiga dropkick! “I gotta give Taiga credit on that one,” concedes King. “I didn’t think that she was fast enough to catch Wildchild like that! Now, we’ll have to see if she can put him away for good this time!” Star pulls WC to his feet and drops him back down to the canvas with a somewhat weak backdrop suplex; she staggers weakly to the “There appeared to be some hesitation on Red Herrington’s part on that count!” Taiga grabs WC’s lower body and crosses his legs together; she then hooks her hands underneath Wildchild’s legs as she rolls the Champion onto his back and into the dreaded Texas Cloverleaf! “Texas Cloverleaf!” reports Mak. “We could get a submission right here!” Red Herrington asks Wildchild if he wants to submit, but the Bahama Bomber shakes his head and squawks a negative response. “Wildchild’s trying to fight his way out of the Crab,” says Mak, “but I don’t think that he’s going to make it!” Wildchild flops about the canvas as if he had a broken wing, but is unable to free himself. Eventually, the flopping subsides. “And, like we mentioned before, Wildchild isn’t usually vulnerable to these kinds of submissions,” says King, “but maybe Taiga’s done enough damage to actually be hurting Wildchild with this hold!” Wildchild plants his palms against the canvas, surprising Taiga as he pushes himself up a few inches as he tries to scoot closer to the edge of the ring. “Look at this!” exclaims Mak, as Wildchild pushes himself up a second time. “Wildchild’s making a move towards the ropes!” WC reaches out towards the ropes, but is nearly a full arm-length short, and realizes that he’s going to have to make one more push. “And this is where Taiga Star’s lack of body weight works against her,” says King. “She’s somewhere short of two hundred pounds, and that’s not enough when you’re trying to hold a guy down for a submission, unless you’ve beat them beyond their ability to fight back!” Taiga tenses her body to try and make her weight more difficult for Wildchild to move, but the Bahama Bomber shifts his body to tilt towards the right as he pushes himself up, taking Taiga off-balance as he makes one more desperate push towards the ropes… Six more inches… Three more… Two more… ONE MORE! YEAAAAAAAAAAH! The fans cheer excitedly as Wildchild gets his fingers around the bottom rope! Red Herrington orders Taiga to let go, but the Challenger takes every bit of her five-count before finally letting go! “He made it,” says Mak, “but how much does he have left?” Taiga drags Wildchild away from the ropes and begins delivering a grueling series of kneedrops between WC’s shoulder blades! She then rolls Wildchild over onto his back and applies a lateral press: ONE! TWO! THREE! NO! WILDCHILD GETS THE SHOULDER UP! “This Wildchild is tough!” marvels Francis. “I thought that he was done there, for sure!” Taiga pulls Wildchild to his feet, but the Bahama Bomber stuns her with a rabbit punch to the midsection! “And look at Wildchild fire back!” shouts Mak, as WC delivers another shot to the midsection. Wildchild with a chop to the chest, followed by a headbutt which staggers the challenger! Wildchild runs towards the edge of the ring… CRACK! … But Taiga raises her arm as he quickly spins around, blasting Wildchild in the face as he bounces off the ropes with a ferocious rolling elbow smash! “Big elbow by Taiga!” shouts King. “That could just about do it!” Taiga pulls Wildchild back to his feet and whips him towards a nearby corner, racing to the ropes as Wildchild staggers backwards towards the center of the ring, and leaps into the air as she rebounds, reaching for Wildchild’s neck to hit him with a running neckbreaker, but WC sidesteps her! Wildchild whips his leg through the air as Taiga turns around to deliver a roundhouse kick, but the challenger catches his leg in mid-move… CRACK! … Only for the Bahama Bomber to whip his other leg through the air and blast Taiga in the face with a Gamengiri! Wildchild stands with his back to Taiga and springs off the canvas, crashing down onto his chest with a backflip splash! ONE! TWO! BUT ONLY GETS TWO! “Boy, I thought that Wildchild had her after that Gamengiri!” says Mak. “These two continue to go back and forth, and you have to wonder who will be able to come away with the win!” Wildchild pulls Taiga to her feet, but Taiga slips out of his grip and maneuvers behind him, lifting him overhead and slamming the Champion down onto her outstretched thigh with an Atomic Drop! The challenger then pulls WC’s hair from behind to trap him in an inverted front-facelock… WHAM! … And drops to the canvas, slamming the back of Wildchild’s head into the mat with a reverse DDT! “Reverse DDT!” shouts Mak. “That could be huge for the challenger!” “Well, Taiga’s had some great opportunities in this match,” says King. “You’ve got to give her credit: she didn’t come here tonight to have a good showing, she came to win!” “It remains to be seen, though, whether she can do enough damage to nail that double stomp,” adds Mak. “We’ve already seen that the Texas Cloverleaf didn’t meet with as much success as she was hoping for!” Taiga traps Wildchild in a double-underhook and then pops her hips as she falls backwards, taking the Bahama Bomber over with a Butterfly suplex! “Hey, now, give credit to Taiga!” praises King, as Taiga returns to a sitting position, still favoring his elbow. “A lot of wrestlers would have stopped fighting when Wildchild started to make his comeback, but Taiga stuck it out and regained control of the match!” The challenger gets to her feet and heads over to the nearby corner. “Why isn’t she going for the cover, though?” asks Mak, as Taiga begins to climb up the turnbuckles. “I think she’s going for that Double Stomp!” replies King. “I think this may be a mistake; I don’t know that she’s got Wildchild compromised enough to go for this!” “If she hits this, it’s over!” says Mak. “But the question is can she hit it?” Taiga steadies herself on the top rope in preparation to dive down to hit the Double Stomp… WHAM! … But the Bahama Bomber suddenly gets to his feet and makes a running leap to the top rope, catching Taiga with a head-and-arm trap before flipping backwards, taking the challenger with him as he plummets to the canvas, crushing her with a moonsault slam! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! “Oh… My… GOD!” shrieks Mak. “That was incredible! Wildchild appeared to come back from the dead, and then got up to the top rope to hit what looked like a top rope C4!” “And he’s going back up!” exclaims King, as WC struggles to climb back up the turnbuckles from inside the ring. “What the hell is he going for now?” The Human Hurricane gets both feet set on the top rope and then backflips into the ring… WHAM! … Crashing into Taiga’s chest for an inverted Bird Dropping! Herrington slides into position to count the pinfall: ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! The crowd erupts as “Let’s Get Dirty” begins to pump through the speakers once more! Wildchild rolls off of his defeated challenger and onto his knees, breathing heavily as Herrington raises his hand in victory. Funyon rises from his seat at ringside, delivering the title belt to the edge of the ring as he lifts the microphone to his lips. “Here is your winner,” he says, “and STIIIIIL SWF World Cruiserweight Champion… the WIIIIILDCHIIIIILD!” “Unbelievable performance by the Wildchild!” says Mak. “For that matter, unbelievable performance by Taiga Star! Like you said, King, she came into this match to win it, and damned if she almost didn’t… But, in the end, Wildchild pulls out an amazing sequence of moves, which only he could have pulled off, and at the end of the night, he’s still the Cruiserweight Champion! Folks, we’re out of time! For the King, I’m the Franchise, and we’ll see you next time… Good night, everybody!” Wildchild walks over to the corner and climbs to the middle ropes, saluting the crowd once more with his arms above his head, and his title held high… As we: FADE OUT