King Cucaracha 0 Report post Posted January 11, 2007 "JUST ONE ON ONE THAT'S THE WAY WE DO IT BABY! JUST ONE ON ONE, THAT'S THE WAY WE DO IT! JUST ONE ON ONE THAT'S THE WAY WE DO IT BABY! JUST ONE ON ONE, THAT'S THE WAY WE DO IT!" That intro to A1's "First To Believe", can mean but one thing as we're ready for more Anderson Cup action. "Tremendous" Tyler and "Showtime" Shayne hop out onto the entrance stage and strike a triumphant pose, as they're followed out by Jade Rodez. A Jade Rodez who, while dressed for party and not for business, does her usual job of standing between her team and striking her own pose. Earning a GIANT pop as her noteably short skirt rides up her leg. "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COACH OW OW OOOWWWWWWWii COLE Coach, please, a little decorum while we're on the ai... WOAH, MA-MA! A little taken aback by the attention, Jade blushes a little as she points D*LUX onto the ring. It takes them a moment, but eventually it registers and they stride on down the aisleway. BUFFER The following tag team contest is a Quarter Final Match in the Los Infernales Conference of the 2007 Anderson Cup, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, team number one. Accompanied to the ring by Ms. Jade Rodez... at a total combined weight of three hundred, eighty eight pounds. They are the number three seeds in the Los Infernales Conference and former two-time HI-YAH World Tag Team Champions... "TREMENDOUS" TYLER, "SHOWTIME" SHAYNE... D*LLLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUUXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!! "YYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Well, Jade Rodez leading out D*LUX and looking a million bucks here in Australia! COACH Hells yeah. But, to be fair, we are in Australia. You look a million bucks compared to most women I've seen this week. COLE Moving quickly along, we're set for Anderson Cup action here. D*LUX competing for the first time in this tournament and seeded number three, by virtue of their two HI-YAH Tag Team Title reigns in the past half year. And they picked up a big win over Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua in a Latino Thug Street Fight ten days ago at Mainframe Monday too, against the odds. A victory which puts them right back in line for a shot at the HI-YAH World Tag Team Titles that PRL and Popick hold. Tonight, they're taking their focus away from regaining the HI-YAH Tag Titles briefly though, in search of a shot at the OAOAST World Tag Team Titles at AngleMania VI! "Back Caught you lookin' for the same thing It's a new thing - check out this I bring Uh Oh the roll below the level 'Cause I'm livin' low next to the bass, C'mon Turn up the radio They claim that I'm a criminal" As D*LUX go through the last portion of their entrance Public Enemy's "Don't Believe The Hype" hits, the OAOAST's hitmen for hire not waiting around for the theatrics. The South Central Militia emerge through the sliding entrance doors and head straight for the ring. Vincent Ford leads the way for the team, with Marcellus Wallace following behind, yelling at anyone within earshot that they're "Lookin' at the Man!" BUFFER And introducing their opponents. Hailing from South Central L.A... at a total combined weight of five hundred and five pounds. The number six seeds in the Los Infernales Conference... MARCELLUS "ONE EYE" WALLACE... VINCENT "WHITEY" FORD... THE SOUTH CENTRAL MILLLIIITTIIIIIAAAAAA!!!" "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Ford and Wallace enter the ring and gesture to the crowd, Vinny crudely grabbing his crotch to tell one group of booing fans exactly what he thinks of them. COLE D*LUX overcame size disadvantages at Mainframe Monday and they'll clearly have to do the same tonight. These two teams met back in the month of August with The South Central Militia coming up on the short end, but you can never underestimate these two Los Angeles thugs. COACH Definately. If they can keep this to a brawl, you could be looking at the first upset of the 2007 Anderson Cup. As the music dies down we're finally ready to go, D*LUX deciding who's going to start the match... ...but it turns out it'll be BOTH of them, as The SCM pounce from behind!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COACH Okay, I smell an upset. *DINGDINGDING!* The bell rings as Jade runs for her life, not wanting to get in the way of The South Central Militia while they're on the attack. And who could blame her? Marcellus puts the beatdown on Tyler while Vincent irish whips Shayne into the ropes. Grabbing the top rope, Shayne brings himself to a sudden stop and scoots out onto the apron just in time to cut Vinny's charge off with a forearm. Shayne then springboards to the top... ...but Ford lunges into the ropes just as Shayne's feet find their footing, causing him to tumble face-first to the canvas!! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Shayne is left writhing on the canvas as Wallace continues his attack on Tyler. A boot to the gut softens the boybander up, Wallace following that up with an uppercut before aiming for Tyler's head with a clothesline, only for Tyler to duck and cause Moe to go tumbling through the ropes to the floor. COLE We've got bodies flying everywhere here! Both teams coming out of the traps flying, this just goes to show how much every team in the OAOAST wants the Anderson Cup on their resumé. The action is fact, furious but not entirely within the rules. Which is why referee Nick Patrick tries to gain some control by sending Tyler back to his corner. Being the nice-guy he is, Tyler is happy to follow the rules and quietly exits... before not so quietly crashing out of the ring, as Vinny bumps him off the apron and to the arena floor with a thud! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Jade rushes over to check on her charge, but doesn't get there in time. Popping back up, Tyler angrily tries to get back in at Vinny but he's held back by the ref, allowing Wallace to roll back in and join in a double beatdown on "Showtime" Shayne! COLE There's the gangwars mentality from The South Central Militia. They're not the finest technicians in the company but they've never claimed to be, it's all about having a good fight and getting paid for the privledge with these two. COACH And that's the mentality that works for them. Tyler frantically tries to alert Johnson to the problem, but by the time he finally leaves the ring, Wallace has left the ring and what remains is Vinny standing innocently over Shayne. Or, as innocently as he could look at least. Landing a couple of knees to the sternum, Vincent manoeuvres Shayne over to the SCM corner, accepting a tag. Marcellus steps in and lands a boot to the exposed gut, following it up with a double axehandle over the back. WALLACE C'mon, ge'ddup bitch! Rolling to his knees, Shayne grabs at Moe and tries to fend him off. Wallace swats the arms away though, grabbing Shayne by the ears and landing a headbutt! And another, still not letting Shayne fall! He has other plans, scooping Shayne up and displaying his power to the Australian crowd. If anyone in the crowd is impressed then they're not admitting it as they boo "One Eye", all the way up to the moment he finally sends Shayne FLYING across the ring with a GIANT Bodyslam! "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Ow, right on the base of the spine! COACH There goes his career as a backing dancer. Hey, maybe he can follow your lead and go into journalism instead Mikey! Slowly Moe strolls over to where Shayne landed and places his shoulders flat on the canvas, putting a boot on the chest and demanding the count... 1... 2... Kickout. Moe reaches back up and tags out to Vinny, who quickly climbs to the top. With a hold of the hair, Shayne is roughly hauled back to his feet and held in place as Vinny balls up his fist and drops from the top, driving the right hand down into Shayne's forehead. Risking his well-being, referee Nick Patrick makes sure Wallace leaves the ring again while Vinny glances over to the D*LUX corner and grabs a handful of crotch in little Jade's direction, luring the illegal man into the ring. Sure enough Patrick rushes over to keep "Tremendous" Tyler from interfering in the match, but sure enough that opens the door for The SCM to initiate another double-team. Shayne is rough-housed into the South Central corner and Wallace quickly wraps the tag rope around his throat, while Vinny continues to taunt and mock Tyler to prolong the distraction. Even Jade's attempts to calm him down don't stop Tyler from trying to help his partner, but eventually Tyler realises he's doing more harm than good and reluctantly leaves the ring, forcing Wallace to quickly untangle the rope 'noose'. COLE No regard for the rules, as you'd expect from these two thugs. As Shayne collapses out of the corner, Santana lets him fall to the canvas and mocks him by paintbrushing him across the back of the head with the flat of his boot a couple of times. Vinny then turns to the crowd and yells to anyone that'll listen that "Showtime" is nothing, which obviously doesn't go down too well with them. "D - LUX!" "D - LUX!" "D - LUX!" "D - LUX!" A boot suspiciously close to the beltline is Vinny's response to that chant, following up with a cover before Patrick can ask too many questions... 1... 2... Kickout. Tag is made, bringing Marcellus back in. Together the Militia pull Shayne back to his feet and pitch him into the ropes, Vinny waiting with a boot to the gut. And as Shayne doubles over, Marcellus comes thundering back from the side and DRIVES his knee into the side of the head! Shayne spirals to the canvas as Moe carries on right through, leaning over the ropes and getting into it with the Aussie crowd. COLE Yeah, that's great, but you're not going to advance in the Anderson Cup by talking to the fans there 'One-Eye'. Eventually Moe realises that, making the cover... 1... 2... But by then it's too late and Shayne kicks out. Scooping Shayne back to his feet, Marcellus guides him to the corner. Face-first, right into the top turnbuckle. Turning Shayne around, bodyshots are the next attack, "Showtime" being used like a makeshift punching bag by the Los Angeles street-fighter. After a flurry of about ten or twelve Marcellus finally backs off, retreating into the opposite corner as the crowd try to encourage Brave out of the buckles. Tyler frantically waves for Shayne to move, but he doesn't seem to have the energy, as Moe charges in and CRUSHES him with an Avalanche!! "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Shayne Brave is being dominated here and it's no wonder, he's outweighed by about eight pounds right now. Marcellus drags the ever-more lifeless Brave out of the corner and drops him with a right hand. The SCM then make the tag, Vinny now legal again and quickly in, rushing across the ring to knock Tyler off the apron! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Despite being quick back in it doesn't matter, as Tyler is still cut off by Nick Patrick. Behind his back meanwhile, Marcellus hasn't left the ring as he thought, instead grabbing hold of Shayne by the legs and spinning around... "WOOOAAAH..." ...and around... "...OOOAAAH..." COLE Giant Swing! ...and around... "...OOOAAAH..." ...and around... "...OOOAAAH..." *SMACK!* "...OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" ...UNTIL VINNY DROPKICKS SHAYNE IN THE HEAD IN MID-ROTATION!!! COACH Oh ho HO! COLE No way Shayne Brave could protect himself from that, what a shot! Before Patrick can catch him Marcellus sneaks back out of the ring. He doesn't need to be around now, because Vinny has the cover and Shayne is out cold... 1... 2... 3- NO! Kickout! "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" Referee Patrick is immediately hounded by The Militia but stands firm that it was only a two. COACH How the hell did he kick out of that? COLE Shayne is gutsy, you've got to give him that. Both of D*LUX are, we've seen it so many times in the past half a year. And they're being tipped as the dark-horses for this year's Anderson Cup for that very reason. Brushing aside the referee, a scowl forms on Vinny's face as he puts the boots to Shayne to make sure any momentum from the kickout is snuffed out. Vinny then pulls Shayne back up, landing a forearm on the way. Front facelock applied, Vinny sets and takes "Showtime" over with a quick vertical suplex, hanging onto head and jeans as he rolls back through to his feet with Shayne in tow. Another suplex follows. But Vinny isn't done yet, rolling through a second time and pausing. After taking a second to pour out One For My Homies before setting up the third 'Amigo'... but Shayne floats over behind! Vinny stumbles for a second, turning around into the waiting "Showtime" who catches him around the head for the Shaynedrop... ...but Vinny trips him out, Shayne eating a mouthful of canvas!! On the hop, Vinny goes over top and hits the ropes as Shayne then crawls back up, head down as Vinny throws the Scissors Kick... ...but Shayne pulls the head out from beneath the human guillotine just in the nick of time!! Vinny seems to jar his right knee as he lands, giving Shayne the extra second he needs to line him up for a Leg Lariat up underneath the jaWii "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Caught him! COACH That's okay. It's only one shot, Vinny's still fresh enough to recove... Both men are down momentarily, but Shayne suddenly rolls over into his corner and makes the tag! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Ricky Morton roll! And there's the tag, here comes Tyler! COACH Dang. Leaping into the ring, the completely fresh Tyler catches Vinny on his way back up with an elbow, dropping him back to the canvas. A dropkick fends off Marcellus as he tries to get in for the save before Tyler meets Vinny with a hard right hand. The SCMer nurses his cheek, almost looking shocked at the punch this little boyband kid packs. Another right hand connects and Vinny is reeling now, Tyler loading him into the ropes and shooting him across the ring. In his excitement, Tyler ducks his head a little prematurely though, allowing Vinny to stop, grab the hair... *SMACK!* ...get shrugged off and Superkicked right in the face!! JADE WHOOOO! Cover by Tyler... 1... 2... NO! Tyler is right back to his feet, waiting on Vinny with a Leaping Clothesline! Another cover... 1... 2... Again, NO! Tyler is still a step ahead and waiting on Vinny... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...with a knifedge chop! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and another. Not taking much more than an extra breath as a result of the chops though, "Whitey" just glares venomously at Tyler before rearing back and SMASHING him with an elbow strike! COACH Oh, he done done it now! COLE I'm not quite sure what that means but you're probably right. Tyler goes down to one knee and just like that the tables have turned, Tyler the one in trouble as Marcellus Wallace crawls back into the ring and calls for a double team. Into the ropes goes The Tremendous One, The SCM synchronising their runs as they prepare a Jailbreak... ...but in a sudden display of agility, Tyler tucks and rolls between Moe's spear and Vinny's loaded forearm, coming to his feet behind the confused Militia! First to react is Santana as he runs at Tyler by the opposite ropes. Tyler is luring him in though and backdrops "Whitey" up and over the top rope, out to the floor. And Vincent's momentum is such that he keeps on going, hard into and then over the barricade, into the front roWii Following in is Marcellus but Tyler is the quicker and takes the lead, ducking underneath Moe's clothesline and rushing the ropes as well. The two are on a collision course as they rebound on opposite sides, Marcellus GROWLING as he comes charging back... into a dropkick to the knee by Tyler! COLE Watch out... *SMACK!* And the Shining Enziguri isn't far behind!! "YYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Despite the boot in the back of the dome, Marcellus doesn't go down. Or, at least, any further than the one knee he was already rested on. He's seeing stars though and not just those on the Australian flag hanging from the rafters. So Tyler hits the ropes, getting a more deliberate run-up... *SMACK!* ...on a SECOND Shining Enziguri!! And this time, Marcellus does go down! "YYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE Not one, but two kicks to the back of the head! Tyler Bryant has chopped the bigman down and possibly knocked him clean out! With relief as much as joy, Tyler punches the air as he drops on top of Marcellus, counting along with referee Nick Patrick for the... 1... 2... ...and... KICKOUT! "OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Tyler's eyes bulge as Patrick confirms the two count with the timekeeper, looking down at the bigman Wallace as he slowly begins to stir and shaking his head. COLE Tyler thought he had the match right there and who can blame him, after those two kicks. A regular man would be out cold right now. Apparantly, Marcellus Wallace is no regular man as he begins to climb back to his feet. Tyler meets him with some forearms over the back but can't keep Moe down, so turns towards the ropes. It proves to be a fakeout however as Tyler 180s around with a roaring forearm. It doesn't put Marcellus down though. Infact, Wallace actually dares Tyler to strike him again... only for that to prove a fakeout, ducking underneath Tyler's clothesline attempt and giving the crowd a big thumbs up... ...or, rather, loads up the SILVER BULLET, driving his thumb into Tyler's neck and dropping him in one swipe!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE The referee saying it was in the neck and not the throat so no disqualification. COACH In which case, D*LUX's last hope has gone. With Shayne Brave still incapacitated, Tyler is left alone and at the mercy of "One Eye", as he turns out to the Melbourne crowd and gives the sign for the Dominator. COACH DAMN! "TY - LER!" "TY - LER!" "TY - LER!" "TY - LER!" With a grin on his face at the desperate chant, Moe drags Tyler back up, Jade still holding out hope in the face of a bad situation. A very bad situation, as Moe waistlocks Tyler and hoists him up over the shoulder... but Tyler is fighting it! Struggling, squirming, kicking his feet until eventually he slips out of Marcellus' grip and down the back! Moe doesn't hang around and hits the ropes again, but Tyler sees him coming and vaults up, dropkicking him in the thigh to try and chop him back down to one knee! Marcellus stops, hobbles, but doesn't go down... *SMACK!* ...so Tyler lands a Superkick, Moe groggily dropping to one knee... *SMACK!* ...for ANOTHER Shining Enziguri!! "YYYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE He got him again! Surely this time... Tyler watches as Moe collapses onto his back, floating over with a quick jacknife pin as Vinny finally drags himself back over the barricade... 1... ...but Shayne Brave lunges at him and grabs the ankle... 2... 3!!! "YYYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" *DINGDINGDING!* COLE ...and it is! It's over! "First To Believe" hits, the delight of Jade who jumps for joy on the outside. As do the fans nearby treated to a panty shot. Perverted Aussie bastards; we invented cricket, not you! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your winners of the match, advancing on in the Anderson Cup... D*LLLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUXXXXXXXXX!!!! "YYYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Jade collects her team and guides them towards the rampway, out of harm's way as Vincent Santana is left fuming at just missing out on saving the day. Still looking a little taken aback by their manager's attire, D*LUX barely have the wits about them to celebrate, until of course she tells them to. COLE So D*LUX move on in the Los Infernales Conference, not without a fight that's for sure. Shayne Brave took the brunt of the punishment but Tyler Bryant gutted it out alone and carried the team through the finishing post. And looking at the brackets here, they will now advance into the Conference Semi Finals, where they will take on the number two seeds, The Beverly Hills Blonds! Wow, what a match that should be! COACH No doubt. There's a lot of history there and I'm sure Ned and Simon will be itching to show these boyband boys yet again why they're the real men of the tag team division. And aren't you glad now that The Beverly Hills Blonds were finally given the number two seeding they deserved? COLE You mean 'bought' the number two seeding that they, rightfully, weren't awarded? COACH Whatever. Point is, you've got one person to thank for the prospect of another D*LUX/Beverly Hills Blonds confrontation and it's Thedore Moneymaker. COLE Well, it should be a marquee match in this year's Anderson Cup, that's for sure. Meanwhile, HeldDOWN~! continues on Down Under! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
