AP: Knight/Joseph "I Quit" match

[KingPK 0]

NGA: I put an AngleMania commercial at the end of the match, so you can segue right into the Rumble from there.

 

*DING DING DING*

BUFFER
Llladies and gentlemen, the following contest is an “I Quit” match and it is for the OAOAST Heavyweight Championship of the Wooooorld!!!

AYE!
AYE!
AYE!

The lights go out as the opening beats of [i]Let’s Go[/i] pump across the PA and the fans go bonkers, something nobody would have ever seen happening just a month ago.  Stephen Joseph steps into the arena, wearing a stylish “F*** the Upstarts” hoodie and a very noticeable cast over his left arm as he raises it to the crowd.

COLE
Well, I for one [i]never[/i] thought Stephen Joseph would be cheered by an OAOAST crowd after all he’s done since winning the World Title.

CABOOSE
I gotta admit, if Popick winning tonight gets the title away from those wankers, I guess I should not hate the guy’s guts for one night.

COACH
Come on guys, he’s still recovering from a concussion and has a fractured arm.  You just KNOW PK has his sights set on that cast.

BUFFER
Introducing first, the challenger.  He is a former OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion and tonight he aims to regain the belt that he lost on New Year’s Day.  He hails from Atlanta, Georgia and weighs in tonight at two hundred and twenty-seven pounds….STEEPHENNNNNN JOOOOSEEEEEEEPH!

Joseph steps into the ring and hits the corner, raising his arms and pointing at himself, yelling “Fuck me?!”, pointing to the entranceway and yelling “No, fuck HIM!”.  The music fades and the crowd begins to boo, automatically waiting for the opening of [i]Oh Hell Yeah[/i], the champion’s signature music.  However, when the lights go out, a blue hue fills the arena as a new song is heard ….

[i] I've been defeated and brought down
Dropped to my knees when hope ran out
The time has come to change my ways…[/i]

Then a flourish of drums and guitar accompany rapidly strobing blue lights before suddenly stopping and the chorus kicking in as Peter Knight steps through the curtain.

[i]On this day 
I see clearly
Everything has come to life
A bitter place and a broken dream
And we'll leave it all behind
On this day
It's so real to me
Everything has come to life
Another chance to chase a dream
Another chance to feel
Chance to feel aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive[/i]

BUFFER
And his opponent.  From Fall River, Massachusetts, weighing in at two hundred and sixty-five pounds.  He is the current reigning and defending One and Only Anglesault Thread Heavyweight Champion of the WOOOOOOOOOOORLD….Peterrrrrrrrrrr Kniiiiiiight!!!

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!”

Knight stops on the top of the ramp and unstraps the title belt from around his waist, holding it aloft as the strobes surround him.  He lowers it and points in Joseph’s direction, slapping the belt and pointing to himself, telling him that the title isn’t going anywhere tonight.  [i]Metalingus[/i] continues playing as Knight begins the long walk down the aisle.

COACH
Now THERE’S a guy I’m proud to call champion.  I’ve never seen anyone show so much confidence when holding that belt.

CABOOSE
Hope he doesn’t stop short or you’ll end up even further up his ass.

Knight continues walking, mentally preparing for the battle to come, but Joseph decides that he’s been waiting long enough and slides out of the ring, charging up the aisle and starting the match there with a right hand.  The crowd erupts as both men trade punches in the aisle.  The smack of fist hitting jaw is clearly heard from both their microphones.

COLE
And here we go!  Just like last year, both men are fitted with small wireless microphones that will pick up whatever they say during this match, so I would cover the kiddies’ ears if I were you.

Knight and Joseph brawl to the ringside area and Knight attempts to whip Joseph into the ring post, but Joseph reverses the whip to allow Knight to eat the steel.  Joseph picks him up from the floor and slides him into the ring before kneeling and lifting the ring apron, reaching under the ring and pulling out a steel chair.  He slides it into the ring and rolls in, but that leaves him open for a stomp to the head from Knight.  He delivers a few more stomps and drags Joseph to his feet, whipping him into the ropes and knocking him back down with a back elbow to the jaw.  He quickly drops down after him and chokes him.

KNIGHT
Come on Stephen, it’s only gonna get worse from here.  Say it and save yourself right now.

JOSEPH
Fuck you!

Knight releases the choke and drops a knee to the face, followed by another before grabbing his left arm and pulling at the cast.  Unable to tear it off, he chooses instead to stomp it, stepping on the forearm and pulling it back as Joseph grunts in pain.

COLE
As Coach said earlier, Joseph suffered a fracture in that arm in the New Year’s Day match.  It still has not fully healed, so he is wearing a cast over it and you were right Jonathan, it might as well have a big target painted on it.

Knight holds onto the arm and pulls Joseph up to his feet, draping the arm over the top rope and pulling on the hand from underneath, but Joseph uses his free arm to deliver a few forearms to knock Knight back.  Knight charges in again, but Joseph knees him in the gut, doubling him over for a kneelift that knocks him down.  Joseph walks over and picks the chair up, motioning for Knight to stand as he readies a shot.  Knight gets to his feet and turns, but he is ready for SJ and quickly ducks, the momentum spinning SJ around and allowing Knight to scoop him up from behind and take him to the mat with a back suplex.  Knight stands, picking up the chair as he does so. 

KNIGHT
So, you wanna swing some steel, huh?

COACH
Oh yes, sweet irony.

Knight holds it in position as Joseph scrambles to his feet.  Knight walks around him, not giving SJ a chance to see where the shot is coming from until he is right behind him.  He steps forward and swings….but Joseph somehow knows what is coming as well and drops down, hooking his feet around Knight’s ankle and tripping him up, causing PK to drop the chair and fall face first to the mat.  Joseph quickly spins around and hooks in a front facelock, pulling Knight to his feet as he tightens the hold.  He hooks Knight’s tights and attempts to lift him up for a suplex, but Knight blocks it.  A second attempt is also blocked and this time reversed as Joseph is the one picked up for a suplex.  Knight holds him and parades around the ring for the cameras before, instead of falling backward, tossing Joseph forwards onto his stomach and face.  Knight stands and goes to work on the head of Joseph, laying in some stomps and dropping down to slap on a headlock.

COACH
See, this is why Stephen Joseph is going to have a tough time winning tonight.  You don’t recover fully from a serious concussion and a fractured arm in just a month so right off he’s not coming into this match 100%, and Knight knows it.

Knight releases the hold and drags Joseph towards the ropes, draping his head over the middle rope and pressing his knee into the back of his neck.  

KNIGHT
You can’t beat me, Popick.  Whatever to try to throw at me, I’ll give back twice as hard.  

He releases the choke and pulls Joseph up, pushing him against the ropes and shooting him off, scooping him up on the rebound and taking him down with a sidewalk slam.  He quickly goes again to the left arm and pulls on the cast, again trying to tear it off, but SJ retaliates by smacking the hardened plaster against Knight’s forehead, knocking him back, followed by another shot….and another which rattles Knight pretty good and allows Joseph to get to his feet.  He hauls Knight up and whips him off the ropes, charging and going airborne, leveling Knight with a flying cast shot.

“YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!”

COLE
You may have been a bit hasty here, because Stephen Joseph is starting to gain control for the first time tonight, using that cast to his advantage.

Joseph slides to the outside and lifts up the apron again, rummaging underneath until he finds what he’s looking for…..a ladder.  

“YEAHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

CABOOSE
Popick’s starting to feel it here.

SJ slides the ladder into the ring and ducks down again, tossing in another steel chair with it.  He sets the ladder up in the corner and unfolds the chair, placing it in front of the ladder.  He pulls Knight up by the hair and brings him towards the ladder, shoving him into it back-first and delivering a few more cast shots to weaken him.  He runs back towards the opposite corner, pauses to shake the cobwebs out and charges.  As he runs, he uses the steel chair to propel himself upwards……

*CRACK*

“OHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

…..and delivers a knee to Knight’s face, smacking the back of his head against the ladder!!!

COLE
Stephen Joseph with a flying knee to Knight against the ladder!

Knight collapses face-first to the mat as Joseph pulls himself up with the ropes.  He rolls Knight onto his stomach and drops down to get in his face.

JOSEPH
You think I’m just going to let you pound me into this mat?  (Looks towards the ladder) Hope you liked the taste of that ladder Peter, because I’m going to shove it right down your throat!

“YEAHHHHHHHHH!!!”

CABOOSE
Getting worried, Coach?

COACH
Of course not.  It’s still too early and Knight will take any punishment Popick gives him in order to keep that title.

Joseph stands and walks over to the ladder and pushes it to the mat, laying it on the mat near the corner and pulling Knight to his feet.  He pulls him over to the corner and hooks him in a front facelock before backing up the turnbuckles and sitting on top.  He extends his arm and twirls his finger around.  

COLE
Wait a minute.  Joseph might be going for a tornado DDT here.

Joseph prepares himself…but Knight holds on to the top rope to block it.  SJ tires again, but Knight blocks again and punches him in the gut.  A few more punches break the grip he has and Knight turns so he is facing the ring with Joseph behind him.  He reaches up and grabs Joseph by the wrists.  He pulls forward on them and drops down, the momentum sending Joseph off the turnbuckles, flipping over Knight and…..

*CRACK*

“OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

…landing back first on the ladder!  Joseph quickly rolls off the ladder, shaking in pain on the mat and holding his back.

COACH
Flipping slam onto the ladder!  I told you I wasn’t worried.  

Knight spits a loosened tooth into the crowd and looks at Joseph, a very pissed off look on his face.  He quickly walks over and drags him up, ducking down and hauling him up into a fireman’s carry.  The Toronto crowd stands, knowing what is coming.

COACH
That’s it.  He wants to finish this match right now.

Knight steadies himself, spins Joseph off…and drives him into the mat with a Knightmare!

COLE
Knightmare!  Stephen Joseph drilled into the mat with a Knightmare!  That can’t help his concussion.

CABOOSE
He’s got too hard a head to be concussed that easily.

Knight rolls Joseph onto his back and gets into his face again.

KNIGHT
It’s over, Popick.  I’ve got you right where I want you.  Say it, NOW!

JOSEPH (barely coming to)
Urgh….go fuck…..your mother.  I ain’t…..saying…….anything.

Knight looks over at the ladder and then the chairs in the ring.  A lightbulb seems to go off in his head.

KNIGHT
Ok.  Remember, you asked for this.

Knight stands and walks over to one of the chairs, picking it up off the mat and dropping it next to Joseph’s body.  He retrieves the other and holds it, motioning for SJ to get up. Joseph slowly begins to get up on spaghetti legs, grimacing from the pounding in his head.  He gets to his knees and then lifts one off the mat, but that’s just the position Knight was waiting for as he takes a step forward and drills him in the head with the chair, the *SMACK* of steel on skull sounding like a gunshot.  Joseph crumples to the mat and falls limp.

COLE
Oh, what a chairshot!  He scrambled Stephen’s brains with that shot!

Knight drops the chair and raises his arms as he stands over Joseph’s body, drawing loud boos from the crowd as he looks around them, a smile on his face.  He looks down at Joseph and slowly shakes his head before looking back up and slowly drawing his thumb across his throat.

COACH
Oh yes.  It’s over now.

Knight drops the chair he was holding and drops down, pulling Joseph’s head up just enough so that he can slide the chair under it.  He picks up the other chair and puts a foot on Joseph’s neck as he gets a good grip.  He holds it in the air and the flashbulbs begin to pop, the crowd anticipating what is to come.

COLE
Oh no, not a Conchairto.  Not that.

Knight raises the chair over his head and looks up to the crowd one last time before beginning his downswing……but he stops himself.  He looks down again at Joseph and shakes his head again before dropping the chair

COLE
Oh thank goodness.  Maybe Knight has some compassion after all.

COACH
I don’t think so, Cole.  Look what he’s doing.

Knight walks over to the ladder and picks it up, unfolding it and setting it up near SJ.  He makes sure it is sturdy before walking back over to the chair he dropped.  He picks it up again and this time, places it on top of Joseph’s head.  He looks again to the crowd, a cruel smile on his face as he backs up towards the ladder.  The Toronto crowd holds their breath, realizing what Knight is about to do.

CABOOSE
Oh dear God.

COLE
SJ’s head is sandwiched between those two chairs and he’s……oh no!  Someone stop this!

Knight slowly makes his way up the rungs as the fans get their cameras ready.  Joseph begins to stir a bit as Knight reaches the next to last rung and sits on top of the ladder.  He lifts his hand and makes the sign of the cross as the flashbulbs pop again in the arena.

COLE
NO!

Knight stands upright, steadying himself while looking around the arena, an evil smirk on his face.  He takes one last breath and leaps, sticking his legs out as he falls…..

*CRACK*

And hits a guillotine legdrop on the top chair, sandwiching SJ’s face between the two steel chairs!!

“OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

COLE
A guillotiner legdrop Conchairto!  My God!

CABOOSE
Damn.  Ok, NOW he has another concussion.

“HOLY SHIT!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!”

Joseph goes limp as Knight, slightly limping from the impact, kicks the top chair off and drops to his knees, pulling Joseph up by the hair, his face now a bloody mess.

KNIGHT
Come on, Popick.  You want it to end?  Just two little words and its over.  Look at you, you can’t beat me and the more stubborn you are, the worse it’s gonna get.  Now, SAY IT!!

Joseph’s microphone picks up his grunts of agony and shallow breaths as he tries to fight through the immense pain coursing through him.  He opens his mouth, but only squeaking sounds are heard as he tries to speak.  He swallows, tasting his own blood as he does so and attempts to speak again.  The words come out almost as a grunt.

JOSEPH
Fu….Fu…..Fuck you.  Not over yet.

“YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

Knight pushes his head back to the mat and sighs in frustration.  He looks at something outside of the ring before looking back at the challenger.  He rolls under the bottom rope to the floor and pauses to catch his breath.

KNIGHT
You’ll say it.  You’ll say it, even if I have to permanently cripple your ass.  

COLE
What else could he have planned?

Knight walks over to the ring steps and shoves the top portion off, bending down and picking up the flat bottom part, straining to do so from fatigue.  Knight places it on the apron and shoves it into the ring before rolling back in.  He slides the steps to the center of the ring and again pauses to rest.  Grabbing Joseph by the hair, he pulls him back to his feet and stares into his eyes, showing “The Most Hated Man in the OAOAST” what [i]true[/i] hatred is like before bending and scooping him in a fireman’s carry position and walking over so that he is standing behind the steps.

CABOOSE
Oh no.

COACH
Oh yes.  

Knight stands in that position, allowing the fans to drink in the image for a few more seconds before he slightly twists his hips, spins Stephen off his shoulders…..

*BAM*

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

…and slams him onto the ring steps with a Knightmare!

COLE
Goddamnit, that’s enough!  Axel made this match to cripple Stephen Joseph and I think he’s succeeded.  Stop this match!

COACH
Stephen is the only one that can stop this right now.

COLE
But he might be knocked unconscious!  

COACH
Doesn’t matter.  If we have to follow him to the hospital and wait for him to wake up to hear those words, this match will continue.  

Joseph rolls off the steps in a heap, falling limp as Knight crawls over to him and wraps his hand around his throat.

KNIGHT
It’s over, Popick.  Look at you; you’re lucky that didn’t just break your neck and every one of your ribs.  I respect you letting me treat you like a tackling dummy for 15 minutes tonight, but now’s the time to end it.  Now, SAY IT!!!!

JOSEPH
Ergh….Ahhh….noooo.  NOOOOOO!!

“YEAHHHHHHHH!!!”

CABOOSE
What is he thinking?  Damn stubborn fool, say it and end it before you end up dead.

Knight looks to the sky in exasperation, closes his eyes and shakes his head.  As he lowers it, he looks towards the entranceway and lets out a sigh.

KNIGHT
I really didn’t want to do this, but if you want to be a stubborn jackass in this match, then your career will end right now.  Just remember, you could have ended this at any time.

COLE
What’s he talking about?  Where’s he taking him?

Knight drags Joseph, who is pretty much 227 pounds of dead weight by now, under the bottom rope and to the floor.  Struggling to keep Joseph from collapsing and losing his grip, he slowly drags him up the ramp and to the top of the stage.  He leaves Joseph in a heap on the stage and walks back down the ramp, hopping off next to a large black cloth that seems to be covering something.  Grabbing it, he pulls the cloth away revealing what is underneath: a large pane of glass being held up by welded metal legs, essentially forming a giant glass table.

COLE
No….Axel, PRL, security, someone get out here right the hell now and stop this.  

COACH
This was Stephen’s choice, and now he’ll have to live with it.

COLE
But he might NOT live after this.

COACH
Oh, stop with the melodrama.

Knight hops back onto the ramp and walks back to a still not moving Joseph.  He looks up towards the AngleTron as the image quickly cuts to the back to find the door to Tha Puerto Rican’s dressing room door closed.  Someone seems to be trying to force it open, but it won’t budge.  Panning down, we see that a chair has been wedged under the doorknob, preventing anyone from exiting.  Panning over, we see Johnny Jax and Scotty Static standing nearby.  Jax smiles to the camera and holds up a key.  Knight smiles and gives the screen a thumbs-up as the image switches back to live action.  Knight drags Joseph towards the edge and tucks his head between his legs.  Knight scoops him up into a powerbomb position and holds him there as the flashbulbs pop all around the arena.

COACH
Goodbye Stephen.  Hope the hospital has a soup you like.

As Knight holds him there, he pauses before doing the deed.

KNIGHT
This is your last chance, Stephen.  Say it now or suffer the consequences.  You have ten seconds.  Ten….

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JOSEPH (barely intelligible)
Ok…..ok…..I ……I quit……I quit.

Even before he’s finished speaking, Nick Patrick mercifully calls for the bell.

*DING DING*

COLE
Thank God!  Oh, thank God he said it.

COACH
Damn.

Knight lowers him back down and Stephen lays exhausted on the stage as Knight raises his arms.  [i]Metalingus[/i] starts up again as Patrick quickly jogs back down the ramp to retrieve the belt.  

BUFFER
Lllladies and gentlemen, here…..

AXEL
Wait, wait, wait, wait, WAIT!  Cut the music!

Everyone suddenly stops what they’re doing as GM Axel steps through the curtain to a chorus of boos from the crowd.

COLE
The match is over.  What does he want?

AXEL
Let’s hang on for one minute here.  I was watching this match in the back, and I don’t know if I lost sound for a second, he didn’t say it loud enough or I went deaf or what, but I didn’t exactly HEAR Stephen Joseph actually SAY the words “I Quit”.

“BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”

COLE
Oh come on, he DID!

COACH
You know, come to think of it, I didn’t hear it either.

CABOOSE
Oh shut up.

AXEL
As the General Manager of HeldDOWN, I reserve the right to overturn any referee decision that I believe was made in error so, by the powers vested in me by this company, along with the fact that I said I wanted Stephen Joseph to never appear in an OAOAST ring again….I hearby declare that Stephen Joseph never said “I quit” and I order this match to continue!

“BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!”

COLE
NO!  Please, someone stop this!

AXEL
PK, send him over.

Knight stands over Joseph and looks over at Axel with an unsure expression, but Axel simply curls his lips into an evil smile and nods.  Knight, a smile crossing his lips also nods and grabs Joseph by the hair, tucking his head between his legs and raising his arms to the crowd.  Bits of trash begin to land on the stage as Knight grabs SJ around the waist and hauls him back onto his shoulders.  Again Knight glances over to Axel and this time, Axel puts his thumb up, rotating his wrist until it points downward.  Knight nods and releases Joseph, sending him down….

Down…..


Down…..



*CRASH* 

….and crashing through the glass table, smashing it into thousands of shards of glass that spill all over Joseph’s body.

“HOLY SHIT!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!”

COLE
Those two men are SICK!!  Stephen Joseph needs help and he needs it NOW!

CABOOSE
I’m just stunned, Cole.  I admit that part of me is giddy at Joseph finally getting his, but this is too much.

COACH
Stop feeling sorry for the guy.  He could have said “I Quit” at any time and prevented this.  The fact of the matter is, Zack Malibu better be watching this closely because that man in the glass is going to be him someday, along with anyone else that tries to screw with the Upstarts.

Axel orders Patrick to give Knight the belt and raise his hand as EMTs and officials rush to the scene.  Axel and Knight simply look on, contentment on their faces as the glass is carefully brushed away around Joseph’s body and his is prepared to be put onto a stretcher.  Tha Puerto Rican, finally able to escape his dressing room, storms through the curtains and past the men on the ramp, hopping down and joining the EMTs in removing an unconcious SJ from the table.  Axel looks over to Knight and a gives him a nod, saying “I heard him now” as the camera gets a good shot of a bloody and battered Stephen Joseph laying next to the stretcher and backboard being prepared for him as we fade out.

Fade in to an empty arena, shots of the empty seats are spliced with the image of a single spotlight iluminating an empty ring.  The ghostly echo of cheering is heard as the camera pans around the ring as voices and images from the past appear almost as a dream.  

[color=#3333FF][b]AngleMania I[/color][/b] 

[i]JR: Good Evening, BAH GAWD, and Welcome to AngleMania (echo)...Mania....Mania.....[/i]

[i]HHH refuses to tap saying he'll never job to AS!

Chris Jericho appears through the crowd and tells the Time Keeper to ring the bell!

DINGDINGDING!

FINK
The winner of the Match and 
NEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWW One & Only AngleSault Thread 
HeavyWeight Champion of the World, 
AngleSault!!!!!!!!!!!!!.[/i]

[color=#FF0000][/b]AngleMania II[/b][/color]

[i]POP DROP! POP DROP! ZACK MALIBU COVERS!

1...

2...

3! 

* DING DING DING *

The crowd ERUPTS. People jump to their feet. Zack Malibu, completely spent, rolls off of Anglesault and onto his back.  A shot of Zack holding the belt aloft is added in

JR 
HE DID IT, JESS! BAH GAWD, WE HAVE A NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION....ION....ION.[/i]

[color=#FFCC33][b]AngleMania III[/b][/color]

[i]...SCHOOL'S OUT ON CALVIN STOPS HIM DEAD IN HIS TRACKS~! 

Malibu collapses across Calvin's body, not even able to hook a leg, as this cover is purely out of desperation! Earl Hebner slaps the canvas, as the crowd counts along...

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

COLE
YES~! HE DID IT~! HE DID IT~!

Another shot of Zack with the belt is added as more cheering is heard.[/i]

[b][color=#000000]AngleMania IV[/b][/color]

[i] Axel jumps up -- AND SPIKES THE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION INTO THE MAT WITH A SECOND CONSECUTIVE AXEL SLAM!  

The count is made.

COLE
HE DID IT! HE DID IT! AXEL HAS DID IT!

COACH
WE HAVE A NEW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! AND HIS NAME IS AXEL![/i]

Now.....an event five years in the making.......

Cut to a montage of the current OAOAST stars in action, including Leon Rodez, Alfdogg, Zack Malibu, Chicks Over Dicks, GPX, Tha Puerto Rican and more.  The footage speeds up, the images becoming more and more of a blur until we quickly cut back to the empty arena, where now one man stands in the middle of the ring, though his identity is obscured.  He looks around the arena as the camera gets in closer.  He turns toward it and reveals......



Anglesault, smiling like a proud papa.  The image fades out, replaced by.....

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[b]Coming April 2nd 
Trump Taj Mahal, Atlantic City, New Jersey[/b]

Fade out.

[Stephen Joseph 0]

Umm...

 

1) I thought there was a sequence in there where I would have PK on the ropes abotu to say I quit when Axel or someone cuts the mic?

 

2) Also, I thought I didn't say anything. That the glass table spot ended the match?

[KingPK 0]

1) I tried to fit in that situation while keeping with the whole "PK decimates SJ though the match" theme, but it didn't really work for me.

 

2) I was thinking that, though he was too stubborn to say it most of the match, while in that position, SJ finally shows some sense and, putting his pride aside for personal safety, says it to save his skin. Then, when Axel comes out and has PK do it anyway, it makes Axel come off as a complete heartless prick and shows that he and PK really don't give a shit what anyone says, they'll do what they want.

[Adam 0]

Great match PK. Loved the ending, came off exactly how it should.

[Stephen Joseph 0]

1) I tried to fit in that situation while keeping with the whole "PK decimates SJ though the match" theme, but it didn't really work for me.

 

2) I was thinking that, though he was too stubborn to say it most of the match, while in that position, SJ finally shows some sense and, putting his pride aside for personal safety, says it to save his skin. Then, when Axel comes out and has PK do it anyway, it makes Axel come off as a complete heartless prick and shows that he and PK really don't give a shit what anyone says, they'll do what they want.

 

Allrigh I can understand the quit thing, but I would like SJ to have a bit more offense before he does that, I would like that spot to be in the mathc.

 

=)

[Stephen Joseph 0]

Can you should PRL finally getting out right at the end there? but after josephs been ditched onthe table