Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 27, 2008 14:47:04 GMT -5
In one surprising leap, Andrews soars over the top rope and he this a Sit Down Sunset Flip Powerbomb on the OCW Heavyweight Champion – taking him out for the match and grabbing the attention of everyone in the arena.
“HO-LY SHIT!”
“HO-LY SHIT!”
“HO-LY SHIT!”
“HO-LY SHIT!”
As the cameras close up on the face of BK London, his eyes are glazed over, and it appears that he is done for. Scott rolls back in the ring to break the count, and he rolls back out to grab BK London and chuck his motionless carcass back into the ring. Seconds later, Co-Chairman Stephan Russo manages to find his way through the curtain and down ringside to the dismay of the fans. He stands ringside and begins to yell orders at BK London, telling him to get up, but the champion can only hear the faint sounds of a familiar voice. Andrews once again, while not a documented high flier ascends to the top rope – and Russo attempts to warn his stable mate of this. BK manages to get up to his feet, a testament to his endurance after that massive Powerbomb on the outside, and he turns around in Andrews’ direction. A missile dropkick is aimed in the direction of BK London, and it hits full on – connecting with the chest of the champion. London is once again floored, and Scott Andrews hooks the leg again.
ONE
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TWO
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THRE-KICK OUT!
Getting his shoulder up, to the surprise of most in the crowd, BK London keeps his title for a bit longer in this match up – and he looks completely exhausted. Scott Andrews simply stares at London, and it looks like he has run out of ideas for the moment, but he continues his assault any way – picking up the champion. A few blows to the head bring BK London to the turnbuckle, and Mr. Andrews irish whips him across the ring into the opposing corner. Slapping his knee, Andrews races across the ring into the opposing corner before going for another Running High Knee. London this time evades it, stepping out the way and letting Andrews go knee first into the top turnbuckle. The cheerleader known at Stephan Russo roars in approval, the only one in the arena doing so, and BK London follows up with a sickening maneuver. It appears Scott’s leg is caught in the top rope – but not for long as BK London cradles the leg and the upper body of Andrews at the same time and hits the London-Plex II - otherwise known as the Regal-Plex.
BK London doesn’t have the strength to bridge, so Scott’s neck bounces off the canvas and he now lies on his stomach behind the champion. Sitting up, BK London catches his breath for a few moments and it appears as if he’s getting his second wind. Getting up on his own, he stalks Scott Andrews for a bit instead of going for the cover – possibly a huge mistake. The two-time Light Heavyweight Champion begins to rise up, and once he gets on one knee – BK London races towards him and hits his Shining Yakuza Kick variation of the Yakuza Kick from Hell. Knocked for a loop, Andrews’ jaw is nearly shattered with that maneuver – and quickly BK London makes the cover after such a move.
ONE
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TWO
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TH-KICK OUT!
He gets his shoulder up, and Russo begins to complain to RAF about his slow counting – but RAF ensures that the counting was far from biased. BK gets to the stomping, delivering kick to the lower back of Andrews before picking him up and locking him in the dreaded Abdominal Stretch. Not the fanciest of submissions, but it definitely takes a toll on the opponent’s body – stretching and contorting their torso until they can take no more. Scott’s face tells the story of the pain currently going through his body at the moment, but it’s about to get a whole lot worse for him. Russo races around the ring, unseen to RAF, and he manages to hold the hand of BK London. With this extra leverage, the amount of pain only increases and Andrews begins screaming. RAF continues to ask him will he give up, but Andrews only responds with “No!”, and RAF catches something out of the corner of his eye. Almost instantly, BK lets go of Russo’s hand – and Russo acts like he’s simply lounging on the outside. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, RAF goes back to evaluating Scott Andrews. Russo and BK London return to their dirty tactics. However, this time RAF catches them in the act and a swift kick breaks the lock between the hands. Both men hold their hands in pain, and Andrews hip tosses BK London to the center of the ring. Collapsing due to lack of energy, Scott drops to the mat also and both men are down momentarily.
BK London gets back up, and he approaches Andrews and hits a huge knee to the abdomen. Whipping him across the ring, Andrews manages to counter the irish whip and he delivers a picture perfect standing dropkick to the facial features of the champion. Russo can’t believe it, and it appears Andrews is now getting his second win in the match. He kips back up to his feet, and the crowd shoots from off their feet in support for the challenger – and Andrews delivers a clothesline to BK London. BK gets up and receives another clothesline, and another.
One more time BK London gets up, and he walks right into a Superkick attempting from Scott Andrews. The OCW Champion however is too smart to fall for that, and he manages to catch the kick before it can connect. Spinning him around, hoping to land another maneuver – Andrews looks to land his Reloaded, otherwise known as the Dragon Whip. BK manages to duck under that as well, and he manages to set Scott up for the Mockbottom. Before Andrews can even be lifted off the ground, an elbow to the jaw follows up, and a drop toe hold. The Scarlet Fever is locked in for the second time thus far in this match, and BK quickly attempts to make his way towards the ropes.
Andrews wrenches back like no other Scarlet Fever we’ve seen before, and it looks like it’s having a major effect on BK London. Noticing this as well, Russo hops up on the apron and looks like he’s about to step in the ring – but RAF interjects. The two argue on the apron for a bit while BK London is tapping out, but RAF isn’t paying attention. Releasing the hold, Scott makes his way to Russo and grabs him by the collar and pulls him into the ring. The crowd goes absolutely crazy, and Russo flails around – hoping for someone to save him. Mr. Andrews goes for a Piledriver on the Co-Chairman, which gets a rise out of the crowd, but BK London manages to drill him into the mat with a German Suplex. Keeping the hands clasped, BK picks him up and goes for another German Suplex, but the standing switch is completed. Andrews pushes BK London forward, but BK manages to stop himself before he hits anything – but that seems to be the least of his worries moments later. A massive Headshot kick connects with the back of BK London’s head, KOing him and bringing him down to the mat. Andrews covers, hoping to get the win.
ONE
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TWO
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THRE-KICK OUT!
The champion gets his shoulder up once more, and the crowd can’t believe it and neither can Scott. Scott now rises back up and positions himself behind BK London, setting up for another Headshot. As BK gets up, Scott looks to deliver the kick – and at the same time Stephan Russo races into the ring. Andrews hits his kick to the head – but it isn’t on his target, as Russo takes the blow for BK London. The Co-Chairman drops like a sack of potatoes, and while he’s a bit happy that he managed to take out that pest – it didn’t win him the match. Andrews turns around and BK London goes for his MedEvil London (Jumping Reverse STO), but once again Andrews pushes him off. Going for his Lariat of Revege, Scott advances towards his target, but the attempt is evaded. Turning back around, Andrews walks right into the Shades of Michaels. BK London collapses on Scott Andrews and hooks the leg.
ONE
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TWO
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Scott manages to get his foot on the ropes, but it’s not seen by RAF.
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THREE!
The Bell Rings
Phillip: And the winner is, and STILL OCW Heavyweight Champion, BK London!
“HO-LY SHIT!”
“HO-LY SHIT!”
“HO-LY SHIT!”
“HO-LY SHIT!”
As the cameras close up on the face of BK London, his eyes are glazed over, and it appears that he is done for. Scott rolls back in the ring to break the count, and he rolls back out to grab BK London and chuck his motionless carcass back into the ring. Seconds later, Co-Chairman Stephan Russo manages to find his way through the curtain and down ringside to the dismay of the fans. He stands ringside and begins to yell orders at BK London, telling him to get up, but the champion can only hear the faint sounds of a familiar voice. Andrews once again, while not a documented high flier ascends to the top rope – and Russo attempts to warn his stable mate of this. BK manages to get up to his feet, a testament to his endurance after that massive Powerbomb on the outside, and he turns around in Andrews’ direction. A missile dropkick is aimed in the direction of BK London, and it hits full on – connecting with the chest of the champion. London is once again floored, and Scott Andrews hooks the leg again.
ONE
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TWO
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THRE-KICK OUT!
Getting his shoulder up, to the surprise of most in the crowd, BK London keeps his title for a bit longer in this match up – and he looks completely exhausted. Scott Andrews simply stares at London, and it looks like he has run out of ideas for the moment, but he continues his assault any way – picking up the champion. A few blows to the head bring BK London to the turnbuckle, and Mr. Andrews irish whips him across the ring into the opposing corner. Slapping his knee, Andrews races across the ring into the opposing corner before going for another Running High Knee. London this time evades it, stepping out the way and letting Andrews go knee first into the top turnbuckle. The cheerleader known at Stephan Russo roars in approval, the only one in the arena doing so, and BK London follows up with a sickening maneuver. It appears Scott’s leg is caught in the top rope – but not for long as BK London cradles the leg and the upper body of Andrews at the same time and hits the London-Plex II - otherwise known as the Regal-Plex.
BK London doesn’t have the strength to bridge, so Scott’s neck bounces off the canvas and he now lies on his stomach behind the champion. Sitting up, BK London catches his breath for a few moments and it appears as if he’s getting his second wind. Getting up on his own, he stalks Scott Andrews for a bit instead of going for the cover – possibly a huge mistake. The two-time Light Heavyweight Champion begins to rise up, and once he gets on one knee – BK London races towards him and hits his Shining Yakuza Kick variation of the Yakuza Kick from Hell. Knocked for a loop, Andrews’ jaw is nearly shattered with that maneuver – and quickly BK London makes the cover after such a move.
ONE
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TWO
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TH-KICK OUT!
He gets his shoulder up, and Russo begins to complain to RAF about his slow counting – but RAF ensures that the counting was far from biased. BK gets to the stomping, delivering kick to the lower back of Andrews before picking him up and locking him in the dreaded Abdominal Stretch. Not the fanciest of submissions, but it definitely takes a toll on the opponent’s body – stretching and contorting their torso until they can take no more. Scott’s face tells the story of the pain currently going through his body at the moment, but it’s about to get a whole lot worse for him. Russo races around the ring, unseen to RAF, and he manages to hold the hand of BK London. With this extra leverage, the amount of pain only increases and Andrews begins screaming. RAF continues to ask him will he give up, but Andrews only responds with “No!”, and RAF catches something out of the corner of his eye. Almost instantly, BK lets go of Russo’s hand – and Russo acts like he’s simply lounging on the outside. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, RAF goes back to evaluating Scott Andrews. Russo and BK London return to their dirty tactics. However, this time RAF catches them in the act and a swift kick breaks the lock between the hands. Both men hold their hands in pain, and Andrews hip tosses BK London to the center of the ring. Collapsing due to lack of energy, Scott drops to the mat also and both men are down momentarily.
BK London gets back up, and he approaches Andrews and hits a huge knee to the abdomen. Whipping him across the ring, Andrews manages to counter the irish whip and he delivers a picture perfect standing dropkick to the facial features of the champion. Russo can’t believe it, and it appears Andrews is now getting his second win in the match. He kips back up to his feet, and the crowd shoots from off their feet in support for the challenger – and Andrews delivers a clothesline to BK London. BK gets up and receives another clothesline, and another.
One more time BK London gets up, and he walks right into a Superkick attempting from Scott Andrews. The OCW Champion however is too smart to fall for that, and he manages to catch the kick before it can connect. Spinning him around, hoping to land another maneuver – Andrews looks to land his Reloaded, otherwise known as the Dragon Whip. BK manages to duck under that as well, and he manages to set Scott up for the Mockbottom. Before Andrews can even be lifted off the ground, an elbow to the jaw follows up, and a drop toe hold. The Scarlet Fever is locked in for the second time thus far in this match, and BK quickly attempts to make his way towards the ropes.
Andrews wrenches back like no other Scarlet Fever we’ve seen before, and it looks like it’s having a major effect on BK London. Noticing this as well, Russo hops up on the apron and looks like he’s about to step in the ring – but RAF interjects. The two argue on the apron for a bit while BK London is tapping out, but RAF isn’t paying attention. Releasing the hold, Scott makes his way to Russo and grabs him by the collar and pulls him into the ring. The crowd goes absolutely crazy, and Russo flails around – hoping for someone to save him. Mr. Andrews goes for a Piledriver on the Co-Chairman, which gets a rise out of the crowd, but BK London manages to drill him into the mat with a German Suplex. Keeping the hands clasped, BK picks him up and goes for another German Suplex, but the standing switch is completed. Andrews pushes BK London forward, but BK manages to stop himself before he hits anything – but that seems to be the least of his worries moments later. A massive Headshot kick connects with the back of BK London’s head, KOing him and bringing him down to the mat. Andrews covers, hoping to get the win.
ONE
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TWO
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THRE-KICK OUT!
The champion gets his shoulder up once more, and the crowd can’t believe it and neither can Scott. Scott now rises back up and positions himself behind BK London, setting up for another Headshot. As BK gets up, Scott looks to deliver the kick – and at the same time Stephan Russo races into the ring. Andrews hits his kick to the head – but it isn’t on his target, as Russo takes the blow for BK London. The Co-Chairman drops like a sack of potatoes, and while he’s a bit happy that he managed to take out that pest – it didn’t win him the match. Andrews turns around and BK London goes for his MedEvil London (Jumping Reverse STO), but once again Andrews pushes him off. Going for his Lariat of Revege, Scott advances towards his target, but the attempt is evaded. Turning back around, Andrews walks right into the Shades of Michaels. BK London collapses on Scott Andrews and hooks the leg.
ONE
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TWO
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Scott manages to get his foot on the ropes, but it’s not seen by RAF.
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THREE!
The Bell Rings
Phillip: And the winner is, and STILL OCW Heavyweight Champion, BK London!
