King Cucaracha 0 Report post Posted April 4, 2008 [COLOR=red]*WHIIIR!* *WHIIIR!*[/COLOR] "Doctor, doctor, give me the news I've got a bad case of lovin' you No pill's gonna cure my ill I've got a bad case of lovin' you" The Doctors Of Love are in as we return to San Diego, Pigley and Anderson charging out and driving the fans wild with their labcoat striptease routine. Only in the OAOAST! Only Pigley actually strips of the coat however, as it's singles action for him tonight. BUFFER The following contest is set for one fall, with a twenty minute time-limit. Introducing first, accompanied by his colleague and tag team partner, Dr. Max Anderson. From Chicago, Illinois... he weighs two hundred, ten pounds... the host of "The Love Line", every Wednesday night at 7PM on local Chicago radio... "THE LOVE DOCTOR"... SSTTEEEEEEEEVVVEEEEEEEENN... PPIIIIIIIGGLLLLLLLEEEEEEYYYYYYYY!!!! "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!" COLE The Love Doctors have been on a good run as of late. A victory tonight, albeit in singles action, might put them in line for a 6-Man Tag Team Title shot down the line. COACH With who? EMT Tim? Why waste their time? In slide The Docs, Anderson hyping his tag team partner up as "The Church Of Hot Addiction" fires up. With a beaming smile on his face, out heads James Blonde, flanked as ever by the crazed looking Faqu. Gone is the faux fur coat, oh noez! Blonde's new trend to be setting is a black hooded jacket, short sleeved on the left side and totally cut open down the seam on the right. Pulling his newly regained OAOAST 6-Man Tag Team Title belt from the open half of his jacket, Blonde raises it over his head as he walks to the ring, lording it over everybody in San Diego. BUFFER And his opponent is accompanied to the ring by "The Samoan Wrecking Ball", FAQU! He hails from Vancouver, British Columbia and weighs two hundred and eight pounds... one third of the NEW OAOAST World 6-Man Tag Team Champions! Representing Cucaracha Internacional... "THE TRENDSETTER"... JJJAAAAAAAAAMMMEEEEESSSSSSS... BBLLLLLOOOOOOOOONNDDEEEEEEEEE!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Blonde enters the ring and ditches his new jacket, showing off... yes, new ring attire as well. He really IS The Trendsetter! Red 3/4 length pants, with the Canadian flag on the right hip, 'BLONDE' in Japanese scripture down the left leg in white and black elastic ties at the bottom of both legs are topped off with a pair of gold wrestling shoes with red socks. COACH (hypnotically) Must... buy... gold shoes. Handing over his title belt, Blonde convinces Faqu to take up a position on the outside instead of rushing The Docs as he looks about to do. Once Faqu is in position Blonde then turns to Pigley, fluffing up his hair with an arrogant smile on his face. COLE Both of these men, veterans of the HI-YAH promotion not so long ago, heavily influenced by their time in Japan as I'm sure we'll see from their in-ring styles. *DINGDINGDING!* Feeling pretty good about things, Blonde is ready to go and locks up with Pigley with a big smile on his face. That smile soon disappears after an armdrag though. Pigley then takes him over a second time with an armdrag. And a third, after which Blonde scrambles to the ropes to force the Doc to back off. COLE A little bit of a wake-up call for James Blonde right there. Wiping the hair from his face, Blonde wonders aloud what the hell just happened before he picks himself up. The two go to lock-up again, but JB is a step ahead this time, sweeping out the legs and covering... 1... ...quick kickout by Pigley, who then sweeps the legs on Blonde... 1... ...another quick kickout, Blonde going for the sweep again but finding the well empty on this occasion. Pigley hurdles it, blocks a back elbow and pulls Blonde over into the La Majistral cradle... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE Man, Blonde has not gotten out of first gear. Blonde quickly scurries back to the ropes to break up the moment of the good Doctor, who takes the opportunity to fire up the crowd in San Diego. Looking mightly frustrated, The Trendsetter takes his time and paces around trying to get his head back into the game. Steven is happy to wait, until Blonde slaps his hand and offers up a test of strength. Locking hands, Pigley cautiously goes for the second hand... before pulling out and cracking Blonde in the chest with an open hand! Running up the ropes, Pigley goes up over Blonde's head, keeping hold of the arm and pulling him over by the wrist. Sliding to his feet, Blonde quickly sidesteps Pigley. But the Doctor improvises, coming off the second rope and snaring the arm for another armdrag variation. COLE Blonde's been turned inside out so many times, it may take a Doctor to untie him by the time this match is over! Dis-orientated, Blonde falls against the ropes and Pigley is right after him. Irish whip sends Blonde off, leapfrogged by Pigley on the rebound. Dr. Pigley then makes the mistake of ducking his head though, allowing Blonde to drop an elbow to the back of the head. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE Telegraphed that one though. COACH That's the problem with the Love Doctors... well, one of many. They're quick, they're exciting, but they get caught up in the moment and they make dumbass mistakes like that. That's why health insurance is so pricey. Blonde tries to hide his shakiness with a cocky smile as he picks Pigley back up. He drops him back down with a quick back suplex, then makes the cover... 1... 2... No! Sitting Pigley up, Blonde delivers a dropkick to the back of the head before trying his luck again... 1... 2... No! COACH You know, I've always been a big fan of my boy JB... COLE Really? COACH Of course! But I gotta say, since Landon Maddix took Internationally Known under his wing, he's improved so much it's untrue. I mean, he's got the looks, the style, the ability, everything it takes to be the next Landon Maddix. COLE Oh brother! Dragging Pigley behind him, into the corner goes Blonde. He throws the Doctor face-first into the turnbuckle, before turning him around and spitting on his hand, setting up a short knifedge chop. Blonde then jogs across to the opposite corner. Giving the thumbs up to Faqu, Blonde charges at Pigley... but Pigley tumbles out of the way! Blonde hits the turnbuckles chest first and staggers backwards, into the Crucifix Bomb!! 1... 2... NO! COLE Oh, only two! Tremendous snap on that manoeuvre. Back to his feet, a groggy swing and a miss from Blonde leaves him open for an atomic drop. Off the ropes, Pigley follows up with a front dropkick and JB is rolled head over heels, right out of the ring. Seeing the opportunity to fly, Dr. Pigley rallies the crowd behind while the referee makes sure Faqu stays out of the action. Pigley then hits the ropes, full head of steam as he ducks through... ...INTO A KNEE TO THE HEAD!! "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COACH So much for the flying doctor gags! COLE Great presence of mind from James Blonde to pull himself back up and block that suicide dive. With Pigley down, Blonde heads up to the top rope and loads up the fist, coming off with the Marty Jannetty Fistdrop right to the forehead! Cover... 1... 2... NO! Picking Pigley back up, Blonde signals for the end as he sets up a suplex. Up and over floats Dr. Pigley however, landing behind and driving JB into the turnbuckles looking for an O'Connor roll. Blonde tries to block it by grabbing onto the ropes, but ends up grabbing the top turnbuckle pad and pulling it clean off as he's taken down... 1... 2... No! Avoiding a collision with the exposed turnbuckle, Pigley climbs to the middle rope and dives, pulling the ducking Blonde down with a sunset flip... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE Blonde really having some trouble shaking off the AngleMania hangover so far tonight. COACH Well what do you expect? He's in there with a guy who's sole AngleMania contribution was that publicity drive over in West Hollywood that you arranged with Los Diablos, so he's fresh, that's an unfair advantage if you ask me! Luckily for Blonde he manages to cut Pigley off with a quick forearm to the stomach and give himself chance to catch his breath. Blonde nails Pigley in the side of the head with a forearm. And another, before looking for an irish whip. Reversal by Pigley, who again ducks his head too early and almost gets caught with the Guilt Trip, just managing to stand up and counter in time. Blonde flips backwards and lands on his feet, but misses with a clothesline and takes another dropkick that knocks him into the corner. COLE Dropkick and... wait a minute. What is this idiot doing out here again!? "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" "This idiot" would be none other than BIFF ATLAS, who has hit the ring. Pigley stomps away on Blonde, unaware of Biff's entrance behind him, as is the referee. Sliding into the ring, Biff totally ignores the action going on though, instead pulling a roll of bright yellow "CAUTION" tape from under his shirt and wrapping it around the ropes in the corner with the exposed turnbuckle! COACH Oh, thank goodness. Pigley was gonna whip Blonde into that turnbuckle and you know it, but luckily Biff Atlas had his eye on this match and saw the potential hazard this moron referee didn't. COLE What the hell business is this of Biff Atlas's!? What is he, the safety inspector now!? COACH He's doing a better job than the safety inspector we've got at the moment. COLE I'm not sure we even have one right now. COACH Exactly! Biff continues to cordone off the one corner of the ring, which isn't appreciated by Dr. Max Anderson. Anderson climbs onto the apron to question what the hell Biff's doing. But Biff doesn't listen to a word he's saying, too busy warning Anderson that the apron is only about 10 inches in length and not a safe position to view the match from. Referee Mike Chioda eventually spots all this and tries to get Biff out of the ring, to his lengthy complaints. COLE I swear, Biff Atlas isn't all there in the head. COACH Hey, lay off him, the guy had a traumatic incident a couple of weeks back and he's trying to make sure it doesn't happen to anyone else. As Chioda tries to get rid of Atlas and/or Anderson meanwhile, Pigley ducks a shot from Blonde and has him set up for the TIME OF DEATH... ...but gets struck in the back by FAQU!! Pigley drops Blonde and gets spun around by The Samoan, who double underhooks the arms AND DROPS PIGLEY ON HIS HEAD WITH DEATH BY SAMOAN!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Wait a minute! The referee didn't see it, this is ridiculous! COACH Go tell Faqu that. Please, I ain't kidding, I wanna see you get smushed. No offence. With Pigley out, Blonde ushers Faqu out of the ring before the referee can suspect anything untoward. Biff is finally satisfied with the safety of the ring and is gotten out by Chioda, where he continues his arguement on the floor with Anderson. Meanwhile, Blonde drags Pigley into the centre of the ring. Off the ropes, he vaults to the middle rope, coming back with the Lionsault!! Hook of the leg, ref none the wiser, Anderson neither... COACH What a move! I can't see Pigley getting up after that. 1... 2... 3!!! COLE Dr. Max, with no idea what just transpired. *DINGDINGDING!* BUFFER Your winner of the match... "THE TRENDSETTER"... JAMES BBLLLLOOOOOONNDDEEEEE!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Sliding into the ring, Anderson looks confused since the last he saw his tag team partner was on the offensive. Blonde heads out the other way and pats Faqu on the back for a job well done, taking back his 6-Man Tag Title and pointing Faqu towards the back as he stares into the ring at The Love Doctors. COLE Opportunistic, that's about the best I can say about James Blonde after that. Passed in the aisle by Blonde and Faqu, Biff backs slowly up the ramp, looking quite worried that Dr. Pigley might have hurt his neck. What should be worrying him is the look from Dr. Max Anderson now he knows what happened. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
