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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:34:35 GMT -5
Segment: The Price Of Fame (Credit: ??)
Hawthorne's office.
The camera is fixated on Hawthorne, and he's looking slightly...excited. He appears to be in a conversation with someone offscreen.
Hawthorne: You came alone?
??: No.
Hawthorne: Then where's...
??: Preparations.
Hawthorne: I see. Well, good.
??: You have the money?
Hawthorne: Yes. I'll give you half now, for coming.
??: And the other half later, yeah, I know.
Hawthorne: Not...necessarily.
??: ...Excuse me?
Hawthorne: Consider yourself something like insurance. I'm expecting Mr. Phillips to attempt some sort of stunt tonight. If nothing happens, you weren't needed, and you'll not be paid in full. I'm not a blubbering democrat dishing out millions to everyone who weeps, nor am I a fan of the ludicrous contracts that destroyed this company like my predecessor was. But if he does something, anything, you're here, and you will be rewarded.
??: You didn't say it was THE SENATOR!
Hawthorne: What, do you think I would contact you and offer this much for just anyone? If you want out...
??: No, I just don't appreciate your lack of honestly. I'll do this, but just know you've already gotten on my bad side.
Hawthorne: If you're even considering...
??: No, I'm being paid to do what I do best, and I WILL do what I do best.
Hawthorne: I'll make sure you do.
??: ...Is that a threat?
Hawthorne: Only a guarantee. I know you'll try your hardest, don't worry.
??: Whatever.
Hawthorne: You know, you're a lot more aggressive than I'd imagined. I thought you'd be more...snarky.
??: It's definitely one or the other.
Hawthorne: What?
??: Nevermind. I'm going to prepare for my "potential" job.
Hawthorne: Yes, yes, good idea. I know neither he nor you will let me down tonight. Do your best!
??: I always do.
Fade out.
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:36:17 GMT -5
Running interference.[/b] (Credit: Cole/Freeman)
Jason Freeman is sitting alone in his locker room, rubbing his hands together eyes closed. He sat silent. Deep in thought mentally preparing for his match, a match he was shouldn’t even be in, a match he was so close to not being a part of, he was so close to being in the main eve-
Knock. Knock.
Freeman’s head shoots up towards the door rage in his eyes about being interrupted
Cole: I’m waiting a second so you wont go for my throat when I open the door.
Freeman: What do you want Cole?
Cole slowly edges the door open and pokes his head in curiously scanning the room, after seeing Freeman’s glare he slides into the room and laughs.
Cole: At least you’re a bit more relaxed today Freeman.
Freeman: I said what do you want?
Cole: I was just coming in to say “You’re welcome”
Freeman: For?
Cole: Well let’s just say that tonight I’ll make sure that you finish what we started
Cole smirks proudly but that quickly fades when Freeman jumps up and stares at him eye to eye.
Freeman: No.
Cole: What?
Freeman: You will have no part of this.
Cole: But- I- But I thought....
Freeman: None.
Cole:Wait,You were actually serious? You’re going to fight BK one on one no-dq, no count out, no interference?
Freeman: Exactly.
Cole looks at Freeman in disbelief.
Cole: You saw, Jason, you saw, he won’t stay down, look at what we did, he’s still walking around damn it Jason!
Freeman: We’ve been over this. I underestimated him - but don’t worry. I won’t make the same mistake twice.
Cole: Underestimated,Underestimated. the man was broken. And he came back. He will never stay down.
Freeman: I’ll make sure he does.
Cole: Don’t take this as anything other than it is but I’d rather that you don’t get yourself killed out there. I'm associated with you and it’d look bad if you get pasted to the mat.
Freeman: ...Do you doubt me Cole?
Cole: If you underestimated BK maybe you’re overestimating yourself.
Freeman’s hand flashes down and quickly back now with lead pipe in hand and stopping just a few inches from Cole’s face who eyes the pipe worriedly trying not to make any sudden movements.
Cole: I’m just saying you need to be careful.
Freeman lowers the pipe and looks away from Cole when he turns back his face is clear of any trace of anger that had been slowly bubbling up.
Freeman: BK is a man just like any other, despite what he would have people believe. No matter how much heart he has, I will make sure that BK London will be left in a pool of his own blood just like he was before. And this time I promise he won’t get back up.
Cole: Are you implying I didn’t do my job? He was down! And had you not stopped me-
Freeman: I’m just saying that maybe we should have been more ... careful.
Cole grimaces and runs a hand through his hair.
Cole: Clever. Make sure you save some of your brains for BK, you’ll need to play it smart, if you give him a single opportunity he will hurt you Freeman. He is pissed off and dangerous you need to keep him down.
Freeman: Excuse me...but did you just attempt to give me advice? Perhaps we should re-examine our roles, hm? You’re the rookie here. Let me remind you that YOU are the one who I pulled out of nothingness. If it weren't for me you wouldn't even be on this show tonight. I’m the one who gave you this opportunity and you’re trying to give ME advice.
Cole: I might be a rookie but I’m still just as good as the rest of the roster. Isn’t that why you picked me to help you? Isn’t that why you “pulled me out of nothingness”.
Freeman: You might be, but that still doesn’t put you on my level. Don't you attempt to tell me what I have to do in my match tonight. I know exactly what I need to do. If anything, I would be the one giving YOU advice.
Cole: I think I’m set as far as interference from our alliance goes, I know I can win my match and in fact it’d be easier if it weren't for Richboy sticking his nose in where it doesn't belong.
Freeman: Is that so?
Cole: So now you doubt me?
Freeman: Well unlike me, you’ve yet to prove yourself, so I can say whatever I want.
Cole: Wait till later tonight; wait till after I’ve won the Crucible, then we’ll see who’s the one who’s “yes to prove himself”.
Cole get right up in Freeman’s face trying to stare him down but Freeman just laughs him and pushes him away.
Freeman: You see, Ryan, you have much more to worry about than me. I told you that I would be taking matters with BK into my own hands and I shall. I will take care of myself, now can you take care of yourself? You've got five other hungry competitors in the ring with you tonight and all it's going to take is one false move and you're out of the picture. So why don't you stop worrying about what will happen between BK and I tonight, and start thinking about what YOU are going to do in the Crucible. Now why don't you hide yourself away until your match and leave me alone...and then try not to embarrass me with your performance. Got that?
Cole: .... Got it. Me and Campbell will stay out of your match. Got it... Freeman?
Freeman: Yes?
Cole: You’ll never say that to me again. I promise you that. Goodbye Jason.
Freeman smiles as Cole stomps out of the room and slams the door on his way out. Freeman sits back down and goes back to his silence running through all possible situations in his mind. He sits with a smile on his face but it slowly fades and his stony expression fades as he clutches the lead pipe tightly in his hand.
Fade[/b]
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:40:23 GMT -5
[b][u]Entertainment Championship[/u] TJ (c) vs Laron Xavier[/b] -TJ
[color=pink]Phillip:[/color] The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the Entertainment Championship!
As “Westside” begins to play, the crowd rises up as Laron Xavier steps out onto the top of the entrance ramp. Laron pauses at the top of the entrance ramp and yells out Westside along with Tupac at the top of the ramp before beginning his stroll down to the ring. Reaching the bottom Laron steps up the ring steps and then pulls on the ring ropes, slingshotting him into the ring. He walks across the entrance ramp swaying to the beat as the second set of “Westsides” fill the arena and Laron strolls into his corner and prepares himself for the upcoming match.
[color=orange]Edison:[/color] Laron has made quite the impression since he debuted at Fallen Heroes. [color=yellow]McNally:[/color] That he has, he got under the skin of TJ really quick. [color=orange]Edison:[/color] Well it was supposed to be a triple threat match between these two and XS3, but with XS3 leave from ACW, it left these two going one on one
The beginning to his theme begins to play as the lights go out. Red, white, and gold lights flash as TJ rises up like Kurt Angle in TNA. TJ looks around. He lays down the Entertainment title and the briefcase holding The Crucible down on the ramp, the plate facing up and then does a Goldberg like jump as red, white, and gold fireworks go off and the lights come on. At this same time, the lyrics come on and TJ grabs the belt and holds it by the strap ala The Rock and then holds the briefcase. TJ walks down to the ring and slides in the ring. He goes to the corner, puts the briefcase down, climbs the turnbuckle, and throws his arms in the air and then beats his chest with one arm as he holds the title in the other. He points to the crowd then at the title. He hops down and looks at the man he is facing as the ref takes the Entertainment championship and awaits for Phillip to introducing the two men.
[color=orange]Edison:[/color] The Entertainment champion, coming off his win in The Crucible tonight. [color=yellow]McNally:[/color] And if he can win this match and retain his title, then TJ could possibly hold the Entertainment Title and the World Heavyweight Title at the same time. [color=orange]Edison:[/color] That’s the power the Crucible holds.
[color=pink]Phillip:[/color] Introducing first, the challenger, weighing in at 195 pounds and at a height of five feet, ten inches. He is from Compton, California, he is LARON XAIVER!
The fans are mixed on Laron as Phillip turns to introduce TJ.
[color=pink]Phillip:[/color] And the champion, weighing in at 275 pounds and at a height of six feet, eleven inches. He is from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, he is the Entertainment Champion, he is “The Soul of Philly”, he is TJ!
The fans go crazy for TJ as the referee holds the title up in the air as the bell rings and the two men get in each other’s face. TJ looks down at his much smaller opponent.
[color=yellow]McNally:[/color] Like always, TJ is the biggest man in the ring, but my god, if this match doesn’t show you the sheer size of TJ…. [color=orange]Edison:[/color] TJ has 80 pounds and more than a foot advantage on Laron. [color=yellow]McNally:[/color] But Laron does have the speed that TJ lacks [color=orange]Edison:[/color] Let’s remember if we learned anything from watching TJ for 7 months now, it’s that TJ isn’t your tradition big man, he does have some agility to his work. Laron smacks TJ across the mouth and smiles. He backs off as TJ chuckles and tries to corner Laron, but Laron ducks under TJ’s arm and starts to throw punches at TJ’s midsection, but TJ pushes Laron off him. Laron rolls backwards and dropkicks TJ’s knee. With TJ down on one knee, Laron tried to hit a bulldog, but TJ didn’t budge as Laron landed on his back. TJ grabbed him by the head and picked him up. TJ threw Laron into the corner and drove his massive shoulders into the midsection of Laron.
[color=yellow]McNally:[/color] There is the size advantage on display. [color=orange]Edison:[/color] Laron got caught in the corner and now TJ is going to cut off the ring.
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:40:47 GMT -5
As the ref tells TJ to take Laron out of the corner, Laron elbows the back of the neck on TJ, and in the right spot as TJ screams in pain. Laron hops to the top rope and dropkicks TJ in the back. The combination of the force of the Dropkick and TJ’s size sends TJ forward very quickly, so quick in fact the ref cannot get out of the way soon enough. TJ runs over the ref, knocking the ref out.
Edison: Oh no, the ref is down! McNally: Look what I got it’s the ACW rulebook.
Max throws the book behind him into the crowd.
McNally: Just throw the rulebook out, now these two can really deal out the punishment. Edison: Very nice Max.
Laron rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair. He rolls into the ring sets the chair up in the middle of the ring. TJ is holding his neck while leaning over the top rope next to the turnbuckle. Laron backs up, runs towards the chair, jumps off the chair, triangle jumps off the ropes and head scissors TJ out of the ring, over the top rope. Laron then throws TJ over the barricade and follows him into the crowd. TJ is stumbling, still feeling the sharp pain the elbow to his neck. TJ turns around, towards Laron, who hits TJ with a right hand and follows it with a fury of punches, finally front kicking TJ into the bottom of the camera set up.
Edison: In the span of two minutes, this has gone from TJ cutting off the ring to Laron in an environment he is more accustomed to McNally: This does not look good for TJ, although he is from Philly, there is something in him that makes this feel better, but if he doesn’t get this match back in the ring, he is done.
Laron backs away from TJ and shakes his head. He then runs at TJ and goes to splash TJ against the setup, but TJ falls to the ground and Laron crashes against the bottom of the camera set-up. TJ rolls towards the ring and pushes himself up. He shakes his head try to shake the pain away from the back of his neck. TJ stands up and looks out to the ring and stands there, almost thinking to himself if that’s where he wants to bring the match to, but before TJ can decide, Laron grabs the back of his head and pulls him towards the set-up, but TJ turns around and throws Laron into the set up. TJ closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He opens his eyes and smiles. He picks Laron up and throws him up into the camera area. He then climbs up the set up. As he gets in there, Laron is up and kicks TJ in the gut and then climbs higher in the set up. TJ tries to stop Laron, but Laron kicks TJ’s head until his foot is let go. TJ follows , but when he gets up there, Laron is half way to the very top level. As TJ climbs up to the top, Laron hits him with a chair and TJ drops to the middle level. Laron jumps off and attempts to hit TJ with a Hurricanrana to send him to the arena floor, but TJ holds up, brings Laron up and turns around and attempts to power bomb Laron onto the lower level of the set up. Laron’s instincts kick in as he grabs the rail of the middle level and stops the power bomb from happening. TJ tries to pull him off, but Laron times it and pushes off the rail and head scissors TJ to the floor of the arena.
Edison: DANGEROUS! McNally: That was has to be the most impressive chain of counters I have seen in such a long time.
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:42:24 GMT -5
Laron holds on to the rail and as TJ gets up, jump onto the top rail and jumps off backwards in an attempted Asai Moonsault, but TJ catches Laron around the waist and charges him into the base of the set-up.
McNally: Ouch. Edison: TJ just took that fall and was still able to counter that.
TJ then grabs Laron by the head and throws him towards the barricade. Laron hops over the barricade and jumps onto the apron. As TJ steps over the barricade, Laron jumps up, springboards off the top rope, and hits a Asai Corkscrew on TJ. The ref is stirring as Laron picks TJ up and throws him into the ring. He brings TJ to the corner, wraps his arm around TJ’s neck and hits TJ with the Ode to Comptom.
1……….2……NO!
TJ kicks out at the last second and Laron is livid. He gets in the face of the ref.
McNally: Laron should be focusing on TJ, not the speed of the ref’s count Edison: Well, maybe yelling at the ref will get him to count faster.
As Laron continues to argue with the ref, TJ stands up and stands behind Laron. He turns Laron around and kicks him in the gut and lifts him in a vertical suplex position. He then hits the 215 Drop and screams. He looks down at Laron’s body and pretends to write his name on a list.
TJ: I told you I would add you to the list kid.
TJ then picks Laron up and grabs him by the throat and lifts him up in the air. Laron then kicks TJ in the face and comes down behind TJ. He locks in a hammer lock and tries to hit the LDT, but as Laron comes to the front of TJ, TJ squats down and lifts Laron onto his shoulder. TJ gets his arm free and hits the P.O.D. He covers Laron.
1……..2……..3!
Phillip: Here is your winner, and STILL Entertainment Champion, “The Soul of Philly”, TJ!
Edison: What a match! McNally: These two did put on quite a show. Edison: So TJ is 2/3 of the way of walking out with both title that ACW has to offer McNally: But is he in any shape? He did take a elbow to the back of the neck that he did suffer through the whole match. Edison: We will have to see, but for now, TJ can celebrate his success he has gain tonight.
TJ gets up on the top turnbuckle, holding his neck with his left hand and the Entertainment title with his right.
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:44:22 GMT -5
What am I?
It’s a question a lot of people ask me.
And it’s difficult to answer.
Sure, you think “that’s easy”.
I’m a wrestler.
But that’s not all that I am.
I mean. Who would remember someone who’s just a wrestler? I’m something more.
I have to be.
So what am I?
An entertainer?
No. I don’t aim to entertain. I aim to leave an impression.
So what am I?
Obsessed with being remembered? That one might actually be close. But I’m not obsessed. Would you call someone who’s sick obsessed with getting better? No. They’re “determined”. All they want is to get their life to what it should be. I’m not obsessed. I’m just determined to get what is rightfully mine.
So what else? What other labels are there for me? Just by the fact that it’s so hard to label me mean that I’m in some way poorly guided?
No.
I sit here in my locker room that is extravagant as I could ever need, If Vegas did something right it was luxury, I sit here and more clearly than ever before I am clear about what I need to do, about what I will become.
On this night many stars have been born or legacies solidified, and just a night after we have honoured the best that this company has had to offer, I get a glance in to the future, and I see me,me,me. And I know that I will succeed simply because if I don’t then what else would I do?
What would I become?
A failure?
Now that’s something that I’ll defiantly never be.
So how about I take another look at this.
What am I?
Dominating?
Yes.
Ruthless?
Yeah.
How about cunning?
Yeah that too.
Hated?
Just a little bit.
And last one. A winner.
Yes.
Again.
And again.
So what am I?
Something to remember.
A special kind of person.
I am the London’s greatest son.
What am I?
The best in the world. Ryan Cole.
That's what I am.[/i]
Fade
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:46:11 GMT -5
Segment: It's Time (Credit: Freeman)
It was almost time. It was almost time for the second to last match on the Omega Effect VI card. Jason Freeman vs BK London.
It had started as a simple attempt for Jason Freeman to win a shot at the world championship, but has turned into so much more than that. This is now about revenge. Jason Freeman has never taken well to having opportunities taken away from him, and he was just cost a shot at the main event of the pay-per-view. He was looking forward to making sure that BK London pays for his actions. But still…there remains another aspect. Jason Freeman needs to prove that he can beat BK London. Last week on Warfare, Freeman had tried to singlehandedly beat down BK London and he had – but it hadn’t kept BK down. No matter what Freeman had done, BK just would not die. When Freeman and his group attacked BK, BK was back the next week. Was it possible that BK London just could not be killed? The crowd seemed to think so. It was up to Freeman to prove that he could be.
Jason Freeman walks down the hallway towards the ring, slowly moving as he makes some last-minute decisions. He knows that this match must be approached with the utmost cunning, and he must use all of his mental capacities as well as his physical capacities to ensure BK London’s downfall tonight. This was not a match to be rushed into. He had to get rid of the anger that consumed him, and control it. He had to use it to his advantage, but not let it cost him this match. He is ready.
It is then that he hears Charlotte King behind him, Freeman spins around to face her, perhaps annoyed that he was prepared to step into the ring, and is now being interrupted. He was in full competitive mode, and now it seems he’ll need to give an interview.
Charlotte: Jason Freeman, we are moments away from one of the biggest matches of your entire career, as you step into the ring with BK London. Now, since you returned to this company you have not addressed the crowd very often. Can we get a statement from you before your match?
It looks like Freeman isn’t going to answer, but he then changes his mind.
Freeman: You want a statement? Fine. BK London has taken away the one thing he knew I wanted most - the chance to main event tonight’s pay-per-view and take home the world heavyweight championship. Well, you know what? I was furious at first. I still am, of course. But I’ve realized that nothing is going to change what happened. You see, I’ve accepted it. I’m going to move forward from this point. Tonight, BK London will pay for his actions in the toughest match of his dying career.
Charlotte: And you agreed to let this match be no disqualifications, no countouts, and perhaps most interesting of all…no interference. That seems to be a risky decision, so what made you choose to accept those terms?
Freeman: It isn’t a risky decision, Charlotte. You see, YOU have just shown exactly why I chose to accept those terms. I realized something over the past few weeks. BK London wants these fans and everybody in the locker room to think he’s unbeatable. That he will never surrender or give up. That he will never stay down. Well, I know that that’s not true. The problem is that these fans seem to buy into it. They worship him. They believe any word that comes out of his mouth, no matter how ridiculous. And every time he steps back into the ring after a beatdown, it strengthens their beliefs. As I said, BK London took what was most important to me, and so I am going to retaliate. I am going to take away what’s most important to him – the respect of these fans. I will shatter the enigma of BK London tonight when I prove that he is nothing but a mortal man. I will prove that BK London is NOT infallible, and so I will accept any terms he chooses. I will do it myself tonight, with no help. BK may have endurance, and heart, but he does not have an unlimited supply and no matter WHAT these fans think, I will drain him tonight. BK London is a man that should have stepped away a very long time ago…and since he’s stated he shall be retiring after tonight for good, I will make sure he goes back with his tail between his legs, the legend of BK London forever extinguished. The façade exposed.
Freeman then turns, and walks off. His words were not much, but they said enough. The surprising thing about Freeman’s speech so far is how calmly it is delivered. As unstable as Jason Freeman has been in the past, he seems to have achieved a stable mindset at the moment. As seen in the past however, the Jason Freeman that led the assault on BK London at the anniversary show may be lurking just under the surface. And it may just come out in the match. In a no disqualification situation, that could be bad for BK London. One thing is for sure. Jason Freeman believes every single word that comes out of his mouth, just as he always does. But again, he seems very sure of his abilities to win. Was it a mistake to accept the terms BK London proposed? Or will they actually work towards Freeman’s advantage? Well, in any case, the time for talking over, and it is time to see who will win. The hall of famer? Or the man who has not yet won the world title…but hopes to be a legend in his own right down the road?
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:46:54 GMT -5
Segment: The Final Curtain (Credit: BK London)
As we return to the backstage area, we are in the interview area where Charlotte King is standing by with a former World Heavyweight Champion.
Kevin Anderson: Kevin Anderson here, and we're just moments away from one of the most anticipated matches of the evening - BK London versus Jason Freeman, and we have one of the participants right here with us - BK London!'
The camera pulls back, and BK London's in his brand new Omega Effect VI entrance attire complete with new trench coat and new singlets.
Kevin Anderson: So, BK - we're less than 5 minutes away from your match, and you recently announced that this will be your LAST MATCH at Omega Effect, do you feel you have anything left to prove tonight?
BK London: *chuckles* Honestly, I felt that I've proved everything I wanted to prove YEARS ago. This, this match right here - while it is a bit personal, is fun for me. It's fun for me to put on a show for these fans, to take them out of their seats, to take them on an emotional roller coaster of ups and down and whether I win or lose still be noticed as the greatest. Last night I was inducted into the ACW Hall of Fame, and it was one of the biggest moments of my life - but it's time for me to move on, time for me to allow these younger guys to tell their stories.
Kevin Anderson: Amazing, and any final words for Jason Freeman?
BK London: Freeman...
BK London pulls the mask from his entrance attire over his face.
BK London: ...I want you not to look forward to what's going to happen in the next five minutes, but what's going to happen tomorrow morning. Tomorrow you will wake up, and whether you're a winner or a loser - you will wake up absolutely broken, a shell of your former self - unable to move. And then, like all these people, you will always remember the name - BK London!
Kevin Anderson: Thank you BK, and good luck.
BK London shakes the hand of Kevin Anderson and begins his way down the corridor. He passes by the ACW rookies like Ben Hately, TJ, and Buddy Ghee - all who had great matches earlier in the evening, wish London good luck and he returns with thanks.
He makes his way up a few steps, and at the top of the steps are his Hall of Fame friend Victor Laureano who he inducted. They embrace with a short hug and word an inaudible convo to one another.
The Macho Man RDK even appears backstage with a mild pop and the two shake hands and RDK gives him a hearty tap on the shoulder.
The Macho Man RDK: Represent for the old school bruda!
BK London: Will do.
BK London continues and he sees Kiley Johnston and both his children Omari & Princess waiting for him. He gives them each a hug and a kiss, and he has reached the guerrilla position. It's war time...
London heads up the steps and disappears in the darkness...and the fans are chanting his name...
Fade Out
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:48:54 GMT -5
Phillip: This next match is scheduled for one fall and there are no count outs, no interference, and NO DISQUALIFICATIONS… The crowd pops huge for the last two words, as they’re waiting for a match between these two that weren’t bounded by any rules.
“Ugly” by The Exies hit, and the crowd goes immediately boos the former two time International Champion as he steps onto the stage, defiant.Phillip: And the first participant of this match, weighing in at 230lbs, from Long Island, New York – Jason Freeman! Jason Freeman looks on defiantly The heat even gets bigger as Jason Freeman’s named is announce and he stands on the Omega Effect stage, and looks over to the thousands of fans in attendance at the MGM Grand Casino Arena. He smirks a bit, and it’s not revealed why – but we can only anticipate that he’s ready to prove himself to the world. Freeman begins his way down the long ramp, attired in a new white and gold diamond studded pair of tights, and he rolls into the ring and poses for the fans. The flash bulbs go off all around him, and now he prepares for his opponent to come…
The lights in the arena goes out, and now only illuminated is a marching band with red glow in dark uniforms on. They hold up their drum sticks and begin smacking them together in the form of the opening chants of “Power” by Kanye West.
Then Kanye West appears from behind them, and the crowd goes nuts.Kanye West performing "Power" I’m living in that 21st century doin' something mean to it Do it better then anybody you ever seen do it Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero need his theme music
No one man should have all that power *PYRO* I’m The clocks tickin' I just count the hours *PYRO* Stop trippin' I'm trippin off the power *PYRO* 21st Century Schizoid Man! Phillip: And his opponent, weighing in at 243lbs, from Brooklyn, New York - B-K LONDON! Then finally from behind the curtains himself, donned in a black and white attire – BK London appears and the crowd goes wild as Kanye West continues to perform. London passes Kanye West and gives him a pound before heading back to the main stage and heading down the ramp as the words to the song continue…BK London appearing on the stage. ….I embody every characteristic of the egotistic he knows, he so fuckin' gifted I just needed time alone, with my own thoughts Got treasures in my mind but couldnt open up my own vault My child-like creativity, purity and honesty is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts Reality is catching up with me, taking my inner child I'm fighting for custody With these responsibilities that they entrust in me As I look down at my diamond crush to piece thinkin.. London finally enters the ring and Freeman doesn’t look too impressed with the theatrics of his opponent. The performance finally comes to an end and the lights return to normal, and London thanks Kanye West from the ring and Kanye returns the salute to the former three time ACW Champion.
The pre-match jitters are hopefully all thrown through the window. No more theatrics, no more talking, it’s time for it to begin.
Refere Keiji Makabe sounds for the bell, and it’s ON!
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:50:16 GMT -5
It’s time for the contest to begin finally, and while these two men have been engaged in a heated rivalry over the better part of the month – neither man is rushing into things. Both have spent a significant time in the ring and have grown wiser with each match, so they know that to get the much needed advantage in this match they’re going to have to think hard about their first moves. They begin to walk around a bit in the ring until they meet one another in the center for a classic, yet aggressive, collar-elbow tie up. BK London maneuvers the tie up into a side headlock, in which he then changes into a reverse hammerlock. Freeman manage to counter the hammerlock however by reaching between his legs and sweeping the feet out from under London, dropping him to his back in what can be known as one of the most amateur counters to this move. With his free leg, London now pushes Jason Freeman into the opposing ropes. Freeman comes off the ropes and quickly London rolls over onto his stomach. The former Senatorial Stable member leaps over London and now bounces off the ropes on his own accord and quickly London springs up to his feet. Now, the former 3 time World Champion leap frogs over Freeman as he comes off the ropes and once again heads into the ropes. No move has actually been hit yet, and it doesn’t seem like it will as this time Freeman grabs onto the top rope to prevent himself from falling into London’s clutches. With that in mind, BK now rushes towards Freeman to possibly send him over the top rope with a clothesline but the Long Island native side steps it. London soars over the top rope, but to the chagrin of Freeman he lands on the apron. Freeman attempts to punch London off, but it’s blocked and – THWACK – a hard slap across the face of Freeman sends him stumbling back a bit. With this brief advantage, London quickly runs down the apron and ascends to the top rope.
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: What a SLAP by BK London, they’re definitely hearing that up by the nosebleeds. Don’t you think Maxie?
Max McNally: Definitely, slaps don’t get much harder than BK London’s – you’d think his hand was made out of lead or something. But oh wait, he’s going up to the high risk district – not a wise move.
Will it pay off? London dives off the top rope with a double axe handle in mind, but its side stepped. Buckling down a bit, it seems that London tweaked his knee on that landing and quickly Freeman sees his advantage before him. He grabs London and hoists him up on his shoulders in a Fireman’s Carry position and this looks like a new move from Freeman. However, with London so close to the ropes he manages to grab onto the top rope and then pulls himself closer enough to grab with the other hand. The struggle commences with Jason Freeman trying to break London’s grip, but London’s got a hold on it tight. It’s only a matter of time however until London shifts his weight so he lands feet first on the ground with Freeman still in a front face lock. Almost as quick as a gun shot, BK London plants Jason Freeman into the mat with The Revolver and the crowd comes alive within the first 3 minutes of this match for the first time.
Max McNally: He hit The Revolver! It could be over, we could see one of the shortest matches in Omega Effect history here folks!
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: This is amazing! The crowd is on their feet and now London’s climbing up to the top rope!
Indeed, London has taken to the high risk district again where the first attempt failed – and he looks out into the thousands of fans here in Las Vegas and signals for the shooting star press he calls ‘From Brooklyn to London’.
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: London’s about to hit the jackpot here in the MGM Grand Arena in Las Vegas!
But before he can even dive off the top rope, Freeman manages to roll under the bottom rope to the outside to the dismay of the thousands of fans in attendance. Frustrated with the opening minutes of the match, he kicks the steel steps and starts audibly cussing on camera – which can’t be good for the kids in the front row. Makabe invites Freeman back into the ring but Freeman urges with him to wait, and even London advises for Makabe to tell Freeman to take his time. After 10 more seconds or so, Freeman rolls back under the ropes into the ring and even slaps his face a few more times and has decided it’s go time.
Max McNally: Freeman seems more ready now than he was at the start of the match.
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: Indeed. It looks like he’s shaken off the big time match jitters and he’s ready to fight, it can be nerve wracking a bit wrestling in front of a big stage in a high profile match such as this one.
The two lock up in the center of the ring one more time with a collar elbow tie up and this time, Freeman decides he wants to prove his strength and he pushes London to the corner. The two are locked up in the second quadrant of the ring, and Makabe decides its time to intervene and he gets between the two – trying to chisel them apart. As these two release one another, it’s Freeman who shoves Makabe to the side and with that brief distracting London lands in a hard slap to the face of Freeman. The second slap of the match echoes throughout the arena once again, and as if the first one didn’t hurt his pride enough – the second one just sends him over the tope. With a handprint tattooed on the side of his face, Freeman races towards London with a clothesline in mind and the former Fallen Heroes winner drop toe holds his New York brethren into the middle turnbuckle. Freeman’s nose takes a bit of punishment here, and London stalks him from behind one more time.
Freeman turns around and walks right into another swift kick in the abdomen and London sets him up for the second Revolver of this match. London traps his head in the front face lock, and then looks down before shoving Freeman down to the ground – stopping the move.
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: Did we really just see that?
Max McNally: I think we did. I don’t know what’s running through BK London’s mind, but it must be something important – he had this match all wrapped up.
Out of all the people in the arena, Freeman is the one most baffled out of anyone. He looks up at London from the mat below, and London simply stares down at him with a scowl and then screams at him, “FOCUS!”
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: Focus?
Max McNally: From what I can tell this is more than just a normal match for BK London, it’s his last match McNally. And we all know the one thing London takes pride in is the fact that he can still go, he can tear down the house, but he knows to do that he needs to bring the best out of his competition – and it seems like Freeman isn’t exactly 100% in this.
London even backs up to his corner of the ring and gives Jason Freeman some room to pick himself back up, and instead Freeman rolls under the bottom rope to the outside to contemplate once. Another wave of boos come in for Freeman as he tries to control his rage, and put himself back into a calmer place. However, London doesn’t plan on giving Freeman anymore breaks. Under the bottom rope and to the outside, London races around the ring and tries to catch Freeman from behind – but it appears he was suckered in.
A massive open hand to the jaw of London sends him stumbling back a bit, and now Freeman rams him back first into the edge of the steel steps – working on the back that he worked over on Warfare last week with the steel chair. A look of pain covers the face of the former champion, but he knows how to endure pain. Sucking up the blow for a few moments, he decides to give himself a little bit of room by pushing Freeman away from him and introducing him to McNally & Edison.
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: INCOMING!
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:50:55 GMT -5
And their headsets are knocked off once Freeman rolls over the table and into their laps. It’s pure chaos on that side of the fence, while back by the ring London is holding on to his lower back and showing signs of definite pain. As he writhes in pain, he sits up on the apron to return back into the ring – but Freeman manages to find his way back around the announce table and he picks the leg of London. London pushes Freeman back however, and kicks him right back into the announce table – but he doesn’t go over it. Looking back, London sees a great opportunity to capitalize with a high risk move. He looks over to the crowd, and they’re willing him on to hit something big and he goes for it all. Springboarding off the middle rope, London turns in midair for a corkscrew moonsault and luckily for Freeman, he’s quick enough to evade it in the nick of time. London’s lower back strikes the announce table, which appears to have been reinforced tonight as it does not break when the two connect. Instead, London bounces off the table back first and he rolls over to the ground and the crowd can only say one thing. “HO-LY SHIT!”
“HO-LY SHIT!”
“HO-LY SHIT!” The chant echoes through the arena as Edison & McNally scramble to get their headsets back on. ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: We’re finally back, and I cannot believe what I just saw in front of me McNally. London must’ve leaped about 10-11 feet from the ring to the announce table – hoping to hit Freeman but he missed. Max McNally: And now, we have a motionless carcass lying down in front of us and if this is any indication of what’s going to happen as this match progresses – it’s going to be brutal. We may need some medical assistance out here! As if London’s back didn’t already receive enough punishment from last Monday and that attack into the steel steps, now that move may have just decided the match for Jason Freeman. Freeman, who was just a few feet away when that majestic crash & burn took place, drags the motionless body out of ground zero and now begins to roll him back into the ring. Freeman rolls himself back in, and he quickly goes for the cover – and it may be over here. ONE . . TWO . . TH-KICK OUT!London’s shoulder shoots up from the mat for a moment before dropping back down, and Freeman can’t believe it. He rolls over London on his stomach and digs his knee into the lower back of the former 3 time ACW Champion and London screams out in pain. Eventually Freeman releases the hold however and plants a well placed kick to the lower back of London for extra damage. ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: Well, he asked him to get serious – and he’s getting serious. Max McNally: What’s serious is the injury that BK London could’ve sustained off that high risk move. We could be looking at a man who has broken his back! ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: And yet he’s still kicking out and trying to fight back. Amazing. Freeman grabs London by his head, and attempts to pick him up but London manages to push him off into the corner. Baffled, Freeman advanced forward to confront London but is met with a knife edge chop to the chest. The stinging chop sends a surge of pain throughout Freeman’s body, but he endures and it and advances towards London again – only to receive another chop to the chest. With this one, Freeman lets out a bit of a howl and his knee buckles under him for a reason. Freeman advances towards London one more time, and now with all his might London back body drops Freeman. An eye for an eye and a back for a back, which doesn’t sound quite as well – but works just the same applied here. London clutches his back in pain, and now approaches the corner as Freeman gets up and London looks behind him one more time. Once again London goes for another high flying move, and he springs up on the middle turnbuckle and turns in midair to go for a sunset flip. He tries to follow through, but Freeman’s managing to maintain his balance so far – but his equilibrium is being compromised. Smartly however, Freeman grabs onto the top rope to prevent himself from falling back and he plants his boot right in the face of London. The hard hitting move sends a resounding “Ooooh” throughout the arena and London now clutches his face. Max McNally: That was just simply brutal, what a stomp – to the face. ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: And it appears that London’s nose is now bleeding, along with a broken back – he could very well have a broken nose. This isn’t going to be good for London at all. Freeman drops to his knees and grabs London before he can roll under the bottom rope and makes a quick cover. ONE . . TWO . . TH-KICK OUT!Another nearfall, and Freeman looks a bit frustrated with Makabe but he doesn’t let it spill over too much. Freeman now mounts over London and works over on the facial features of his opponent, and with each punch and scratch he makes his best attempt to deform his opponent to send him to the ugly house. Freeman picks up BK London now, successfully, and drags him to the corner where he now throws him sternum first. Several shoulder blocks to the lower back come into handy and now Freeman creates some distance and finds himself in the opposing corner – all 28.28 feet across the ring (Pythagorean Theorem for a 20x20 ring). He can taste victory in his chops, and knows if he connects with this move it will be just another step towards it. He races across the ring and hopes to score with a running double knee to the back, and it connects. Freeman falls on his back and London crumbles to the ground, and quickly rolls under the bottom rope to prevent himself from being pinned – a veteran move. However, Freeman looks around now – trying to grab London to pin him, and he becomes increasingly more frustrated once he sees him lying outside. Freeman however sees London moving on the outside, and he now awaits him to rise back up. Freeman sees some mild playing with the ring skirt, but eventually he sees the bald head of London peaking up and over the outside. London is facing the crowd, and now Freeman sticks his body through the middle rope to pull London in the ring by force, but to his surprise he gets a face full of steel chair to the delight of the MGM Arena. CRACK![/i] Max McNally: My god! What a chairshot? Did you see that? ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: Did I see it? You didn’t have to see it! You could hear it! Freeman’s entire section of the brain to remember historical wrestling dates has been turned to MUSH! Whether that’s true or not, London has managed to hit a game changing move, and he drops down to his knees and back down to the floor to get some time to recover while Freeman is down and out in the ring. “Let’s go B-K! Let’s go! *clapclap*”
“Let’s go B-K! Let’s go! *clapclap*”
“Let’s go B-K! Let’s go! *clapclap*” The chants are coming in, and London can hear them throughout the arena and it almost begins to rejuvenate the Brooklyn native. Surely enough, London manages to crawl over to the barricade – in which he uses to pick himself up and he stares in the ring at the stirring Freeman as well. Freeman is patting the front of his head, trying to see if there’s any blood that has been spilled and luckily there isn’t any – which is less than we can say for London. BK stumbles over from the barricade to the apron, and he pulls himself up and into the ring and slowly the two men rise up to their feet at the same time and stare at one another. Then suddenly... SLAAPP![/i]
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:51:31 GMT -5
Another right slap laces the face of Jason Freeman, similar to the two previous times in this match – and the crowd loves it now. However, unlike before – Freeman doesn’t decide to run off like an angry freight train. Instead, he returns the favor. SLAAPP![/i] A slap from Jason Freeman sends BK London stumbling back a bit, and he checks on his nose one more time – and sure enough, it’s still bleeding and that slap didn’t do him any favors. London picks his head back up and he smiles over at Freeman, who still exudes that serious/angry attitude, and he lays a right hand square to the dome of Freeman. Another follows, and then another, and sure enough we see Freeman blocking up for his life. Eventually Freeman manages to push London off of him to create some minor distance, but it doesn’t last for long as London comes back and clotheslines him over the top rope. Luckily though, Freeman manages to grab the top rope and has enough strength to pull himself back on the apron – but London sees it out the corner of his eye. In one fluid motion London turns back around and he charges towards Freeman, but Freeman manages to pull down the top rope and sends London stumbling over. London doesn’t get hurt too bad as he falls on the outside, and is actually quite quick to recover to Freeman’s surprise. However, now London jumps back on the apron behind Jason Freeman and has him in a rear waistlock and we could see a German Suplex on our hands from the apron onto the announce table. ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: WHOAAA! Get ready for another body to come our way Maxie! Max McNally: Is London crazy? He’s gonna break Freeman’s neck if he hits this. His career will be over! ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: I think that’s the point! I’m getting out of here… The two men at the announce table grab whatever notes they can and scurry out the way, and now London pulls back with all his might to get Freeman to fly – but Freeman’s grip is so tight. He manages to pull it in anyway, and scores with a swift low blow as the only course of action to free himself. With the family jewels targeted, London immediately releases the hold and drops off the apron. Finding refuge by the announce table, London holds onto his hurt gonads and the beads of sweat immediately disappear from the head of Freeman. Freeman drops off the apron himself and targets London with a clothesline, he goes for one but London ducks under and grabs Freeman with a rear waistlock anyway. And as quick as that, Freeman is driven neck first into protected announce table with a German Suplex that could’ve very well resulted in the same injury as the previous spot. The crowd applauds BK London, who still holds onto his balls as he tries to catch some more air – meanwhile Freeman is holding the back of his head by the chairs of both Edison & McNally. Max McNally: No joke, I think Freeman may have a broken neck. It looks bad on this end. ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: He has to have one, I mean a GERMAN SUPLEX onto the announce table. I’ve never seen that in all the matches I’ve seen – it was BRUTAL. Max McNally: Get out the way, London’s coming! And sure enough, BK London is making his way over and he pushes over the chairs of Edison and McNally to get through and picks up the extremely hurt Jason Freeman. He throws him up on the table, and also gets on the table himself to get a wild pop out of the fans. Referee Keiji Makabe is advising both men not to continue any more spots on the outside and get back into the ring, but what does he know? This moment has been brewing within BK London for a long LONG time – as he’s been waiting to get his hands on Jason Freeman. The man who has been talking so much over the past year, the man who attempted to physically disable him weeks ago, the man who laid 12 steel chair shots into his lower back. BK London has been LIVING for this exact moment, and the crowd knows exactly how he feels. With both men standing on the table, London grabs Freeman by the hair and slowly brings him up to about navel height. He then shoves Freeman’s head between his arms, and looks out into the crowd of fans. The flash bulbs go off all around him, and London looks down at Freeman with such a scowl. And just like that, BK London twists and drives Freeman face first into the table with The Revolver. The impactful thud made by Freeman connecting with the reinforced table gets another “HO-LY SHIT!” chant from the crowd, and both Edison & McNally look on with widen eyes. Max McNally: …Edison…Edison? I think that’s your cue… ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: …is he dead? Freeman isn’t moving at all after that move, and neither is BK London at this point – but his eyes are wide open. Eventually, London sits back up and he looks around at the fans in the front row and they’re cheering him on each step of the way, and he loves the reassurance from the people. Lifting deadweight isn’t easy, especially after the spot BK London took earlier in the match that didn’t pay off – but he tries his best to drag Freeman over to the ring, which is quite the arduous task. He picks him up, and like a sack of potatoes pushes him onto the apron into the ring and Freeman just sort of lays where he’s pushed. A concussion could very well be the result of that move, but London doesn’t care. He gingerly rolls into the ring himself and makes HIS first cover of the match, and possibly the last. ONE . . TWO . . THRE-KICK OUT!’Fast’ Eddie Edison: Wh-wh-WHAT?! Max McNally: Are you serious right now? How is god’s name did Jason Freeman kick out of that? It’s almost unreal…he’s unreal! London looks down at Jason Freeman, and he can’t believe it much like the crowd. We all thought it was over after that, but the kid actually kicked out. But it doesn’t take a genius to figure out what London’s next move will be, because of the Revolver doesn’t put him down – the Shades of Michaels will. Rising back up to his feet, London limps over to the corner and he stalks Freeman who begins to show some signs of life in the middle of the ring. *STOMP* And the crowd already had the first one in unison down. *STOMP* And those who didn’t catch the first one manage to get in for a more resounding sound. *STOMP* And that one rocks the MGM Grand Arena by it’s very foundations. *STOMP* *STOMP* *STOMP* *STOMP*
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:52:30 GMT -5
Freeman manages to get up, and he turns around only for London to spring out the corner with a Superkick in mind. However London gets in all air as Freeman ducks under and scoops up London on his shoulders. With little time to react, Freeman drives London into the mat head first with a Death Valley Driver – reminiscent of his long time rival Jay Zero’s “Zero Darkness”.
Freeman is down.
London is down.
The crowd is on their feet, as Freeman shifts his weight over for the one armed cover.
ONE . . TWO . . THRE-KICK OUT!
London manages to free himself from the somewhat lackadaisical cover attempt, and the crowd is still excited he’s in it. Neither man is quick to move at first, but they do start to stir in the ring as Makabe can only watch on – since there are no countouts in this match. Freeman has rolled by the ropes and is using that to get up, meanwhile London is still in the center of the ring trying to get up on his own accord. London makes it up to one knee and Freeman sees his opening.
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: SHINING AXE KICK!
Max McNally: But London counters it into a school boy roll up! Oh! Freeman kicks out at two!
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: Now both men are up, and it’s Jason Freeman who rolls him up in the Jacknife Pin! Does he have it?!
Max McNally: No! London managed to free himself at two! They’re up once more!
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: London’s trying a backslide! But Freeman’s resisting it!
Max McNally: It’s a struggle for sure Eddie! And it looks like London has got it! And the shoulders are down on the mat!
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: OH NO! Freeman shifted his weight just in time! But what’s this?! Freeman has taken down the legs of BK London! London’s is trying to fight out of it but it looks like…it could be…maybe…YES!
Max McNally: Jason Freeman, uncharacteristically has the Texas Cloverleaf – a move highly popularized by Dean Malenko! And look at the pain etched on London’s face!
The pain is indeed there, as London can feel the pressure that Jason Freeman has put on his lower back! As Freeman sits further down with the hold – the more the pain continues to dismantle the body of BK London. With the major back issue brought up previous to this match beginning and in this match earlier with the missed corkscrew moonsault – this strategic maneuver is paying off beautifully for the former International Champion.
With the pain etched on BK London’s face, Freeman’s face portrays a look of determination. He’s determined to keep this hold on as long as he can until BK London taps, and in no way or fashion is he releasing it!
Pushing himself up with his arms to prevent the pressure, London claws his way to the ropes. The beads of sweat rush down his forehead, and he screams as continues to inch his way closer to the promise land which is that bottom rope. Freeman’s trying his best to stay low, to keep that pressure down on the back of BK London and as London’s an arm’s length away from the ropes – Freeman picks himself up and drags London back to the center of the ring.
Max McNally: London was right there! He was SO CLOSE!
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: And now it seems like he’s miles away, I think he’s gonna give up here! How can London’s back take ANY more punishment?
BK London begins to bite his own hand, anything to null the pain from the move just a bit – but the Cloverleaf is way too excruciating. His back cannot take this for much longer, and he starts to contemplate his future. Does he want to be paralyzed in his LAST match all over his pride? Or does he want to be able to play with his grandkids one day. It’s all racing through the mind of BK London and he rises up his hand, possibly to tap. He’s contemplating it for sure!
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: I think he’s gonna tap! He’s gonna tap! Look at his face! Look at the way his back is bent!
“AAAAHHHH!”[/i]
London howls out in pain, and the fans in the arena are pleading with him to stay in the match – chanting his name, stomping – whatever they can do to keep him alive.
Eventually, BK pushes himself up with his arms and he tucks his head under his torso. He grabs the closest leg to Freeman that he can and manages to push it over him – placing him back in the Cloverleaf position he was before Freeman turned, and alleviating the pain most of all. With his leg strength that he has left, he pushes Jason Freeman into the ropes and as Freeman comes off the ropes London scoops him up in a Inside Cradle!
ONE! . TWO! .
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:52:55 GMT -5
THRE-KICKOUT!Freeman manages to escape, and both men rise to their feet – and THWACK! Foot to jaw connection complete and the crowd comes off their feet! ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: SHADES OF MICHAELS! SHADES OF MICHAELS OUT OF NOWHERE! Max McNally: WHAT A KICK! IT COULD BE ACADEMIC FROM HERE FOLKS! ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: BUT WHY IS LONDON NOT COVERING?! He’d like to, but after that 2 minute Texas Cloverleaf – he is SEVERELY worn down. London lays face down on the mat, and now the fans are cheering as loud as they can for him. He squirms a bit, and then musters up enough strength to inch his way over to Jason Freeman and he lays the big arm across his chest. This could be it! ONE . . TWO . . THREE-KICK OUT!’Fast’ Eddie Edison: WAS THAT IT?! Max McNally: IT MAY BE! I saw the hand come down for the three but it’s all the referee’s discretion on this part! Referee Makabe: TWO! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Massive heat from the crowd after that somewhat controversial call, as many of the fans did believe they saw the hand smack the mat for the three. But nonetheless, the referee has decided that Freeman is staying in this thing, and now both men are laying next to each other facing up at the fluorescent lighting. London rolls over onto his stomach however, and he’s starting to get up – and Jason Freeman, who’s shaking off that last superkick is getting up as well. As they begin to get up, the lean on each other – using each other to hold themselves up. Neither man can stand up under their own two legs for a moment, but quickly Freeman grabs London with a Full Nelson. He lifts him up in the air, and turns him – hoping to switch it to a faceplant in midair but London grabs onto the head of Freeman and swings around, planting him into the mat with a Tornado DDT that rocks the ring. Freeman is SPIKED into the mat, and the crowd shoots up from the mat, and they’re wondering how London managed to get out of that predicament. London sits up, and it appears he too has gotten his second wind and he springs back up to his feet and the crowd is going absolutely nuts. He looks down at Jason Freeman on the right side of the ring, and walks over to the left side of the ring and the crowd speculates what he could be going for. ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: What? What is he doing? He can’t be going From Brooklyn to London from that length! It’s just impossible! Max McNally: Well, we’ve seen almost every thing possible in this match thus far – I’m not throwing that possibility out the window. London reaches the top rope, and from one side of the ring to the next – London dives off and connects with a Diving Headbutt he once called ‘Wild Pegasus’ a few years ago. The headbutt rocks Freeman’s body and of course London takes quite a bit of damage from it as well, and he’s slow to make the cover. However he does… ONE . . TWO . . THREE-
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Post by Samuel Hawthorne on Jun 20, 2010 16:54:25 GMT -5
The hand comes down for three, but Makabe definitely saw Freeman’s leg on the bottom rope. Makabe waves off any bell ringing from Phillip and says that the match will continue, and the crowd can’t be mad at that as this match has taken them on such an emotional rollercoaster for the past 30 minutes thus far.
London sits up and then looks down at Jason Freeman, who’s looking more out of it by the second, and he picks him up and sets him up on the top turnbuckle. The former World Champ knows he has to win this match, and it’s going to take every last move out of his arsenal to do so! He climbs to the middle turnbuckle, and sets him up for the London-Plex Omega! Another high risk move we haven’t seen London use in years!
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: A T-Bone Suplex from off the top rope! This is BAD NEWS for Freeman.
However Freeman has managed to recover enough that he holds onto the top rope to prevent himself from flying off. A few punches and headbutts later, BK London is sent down to the mat from the top rope and the crowd boos the Long Islander. London quickly springs back up to his feet however, and he knows that with Freeman on the top rope he only has a few precious moments to capitalize. BK London races across the ring and up to the top rope once more, only to be thwarted off again by Freeman who pushes him off.
London crashes to the ground and this time he stays down.
We don’t know Freeman to be a highflyer at all, but if he this next move while London is down – the match could definitely be his, and he knows it. Freeman perches himself on the top rope and turns right around. Facing the fans, he dives off the rope with one of the most picture perfect moonsaults ever seen in professional wrestling and he crashes and BURNS!
Max McNally: LONDON MOVES OUT THE WAY! OH MY! WHAT A MATCH!
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: I don’t know how these two men keep on doing it! With all the punishment their body has taken, with all the missed moves! It’s…WOW!
Freeman lands sternum first, and all the air immediately rushes out of his lungs after that. London wastes no time trying to capitalize and he latches on The Corporate Lock almost immediately, and strangely enough it’s the first time we’re seeing it in this match. However, Freeman has anticipated this move most of all – maybe even more than the Shades of Michaels, knowing London uses it towards the end of the matches to really slow his opponent down. Quickly Freeman rolls forward, and launches London into the corner. London stops himself before he lands head first into the corner, and as he turns around – THWACK!
Max McNally: DID FREEMAN JUST HIT THE SHADES OF MICHAELS?!
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: HE DID! HE DID!
London lays flat on his back after Freeman’s superkick, and Freeman collapses onto BK London.
ONE . . TWO . . THRE-
London gets the shoulder up, and the crowd erupts!
’Fast’ Eddie Edison: NEARFALL AFTER NEARFALL!
Freeman sits up, with his eyes widened and he looks at the referee as if he has nothing left to pull out. He’s tried everything worth trying for this match, and he has nothing left! Nothing! And that makes him angry. It makes him angry how much endurance London possesses, and it makes him angry that he’s starting to believe he DOESN’T have what it takes to beat BK London.
“AAAAAAAAAAARGGGH!”[/i]
A large scream of frustration by Jason Freeman. And now London begins to stir in the ring and gets up. Freeman grabs London by the head and places his head between his legs before hoisting him up for the Crucifix Powerbomb! London slips off his shoulders however and lands behind him. London pushes Freeman in the direction of Makabe – but Freeman stops himself before there’s too much of a collision. Freeman turns around, and a Shades of Michaels is just waiting for him….too bad he anticipated it.
Freeman slides under the leg of London, and in one motion chop blocks the other knee. Quickly London is brought down to one knee and Freeman wastes no time getting up and he comes off the ropes, still in the same fluid motion. Freeman sees his opportunity and he connects with the Shining Yakuza Kick! Freeman springs himself off of London’s knee and his whole body is in air as he comes down and strikes the neck of the Hall of Famer. London’s down, and Freeman rolls London on his back and hooks the leg.
The crowd counts with Makabe.
ONE . . TWO . .
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