I dare anyone

[SortaCreative]

To stand up to a match written by me and Daz.

You will fail.

[Daz]

Man makes a point.

[Settee]

If you are gonna dare them, at least have a rep reward if they can succeed (not that they will).

[KaiserGlider]

I'd put the Escalation match up against anything you guys have ever done.

[Str8Shooter]

Big talk from a retired former writer.

Maybe you should come back and prove you've still got it. Unless you've gone from "Flawless" to "Frightened".....

[Hanley!]

It's not so tough.

[Daz]

It's not so tough.

Battlefield final and Revolution V ... am I right?!

[Everlong]

Bitch please

Spoiler:

MATCH – Andrew Logan vs. Desmond Frazier

The lights dim around the arena, and everybody knows what’s happening next. A chorus of expectant cheers rises around the arena, and the ring announcer steps into the ring.

Craig: It’s time for the first of two matches featuring a Logan tonight. And this one… well, I don’t think you need me to tell you exactly how much history goes into this matchup, Troy.

Troy: You certainly don’t. Andrew Logan… Desmond Frazier… these two men have absolutely despised each other since they debuted in this company, nearly two years ago. They bump into one another every now and then, and their mutual animosity has formed arguably the biggest rivalry we’ve seen here in the WCSF in many years.

Suddenly, blue and white lights shimmer around the entrance ramp as “Map of the Problematique” by Muse blares across the arena. The British audience boos the arrival of the young American, Andrew Logan, who appears in front of the curtain, shrouded in the shimmering light with his back toward the camera. In one swift motion, he throws his signature two-fingered pose up into the air and spins around to jog down the ring, his warmup jacket billowing behind him as he runs through the flashing lights.

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following matchup is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, hailing from Cedar Rapids, Iowa and weighing in at 213 pounds… ANDREW… LOOOOOOOGAN!

Logan slides into the ring and immediately scales a turnbuckle to throw up his pose again, the hood of his jacket draped over his head. The audience continues to pour the hate on the young star, but it would appear that tonight, Logan has determined not to let their reactions affect him.

Troy: It’s been a long, hard road for Andrew Logan since joining the WCSF. He’s experienced triumph, he’s experienced heartbreak, but most of all, he’s experienced the utter frustration of watching a man he loathes corrupt his beloved younger sister. Tonight, Logan fights back. And I have a feeling he’s been looking forward to this for a long time.

Craig: I don’t know about “corrupted,” Troy. Frazier has acted only out of passion, and love. But I can’t deny the truth behind what you are saying… for both of these men, perception is reality. What Frazier truly feels for Alexa, that doesn’t matter tonight. What matters is the way these two men feel about each other. And boy, do they despise each other.

Suddenly, the lights dim again in preparation for Frazier’s entrance. His music takes a moment to begin, which gives the audience time to begin chanting for the #1 contender…

FRAZIER! FRAZIER! FRAZIER! FRAZIER!

And suddenly…

”I am the shadow
And the smoke in your eyes.
I am the ghost
That hides in the night”

“Diamond Eyes” by Shinedown plays, and smoke billows out from the entrance with a spotlight behind it blaring into the arena. Suddenly the image of Desmond Frazier appears walking through the smokescreen, and the British audience erupts.

Announcer: AND his opponent, hailing from Coatbridge, Scotland and weighing 232 pounds… he is the NUMBER ONE CONTENDER for the WCSF World Championship… “FLAWLESS” DESMOND FRAZIER!

Craig: And here he is, the number one contender, the Battlefield Tournament champion, the man who will meet Mark Thomas at WCSF Revolution 6, arguably the fastest-rising star in this company and one of its finest—

Troy: Oh ENOUGH already! We get it, Frazier’s good, yadda yadda yadda. But let’s not forget, Andy Logan’s no slouch either, and when you’re in a grudge match like this one, anybody can come out on top.

Craig: But Frazier’s got the homefield advantage, and you have to think that he needs this match more to keep momentum heading into Revolution. Andrew Logan isn’t even scheduled for a match yet.

Troy: Which means Frazier had better watch out, because Logan’s got nothing to lose.

Frazier enters the ring, ascends the turnbuckle and stares out at the audience, then moves into his trademark Messianic pose. A shot around the arena reveals many of the British fans mimicking the classic Frazier image. Frazier finally steps off of the turnbuckle and adjusts his boot laces, then steps up and walks right over toward Andrew Logan.

Both Logan and Frazier stand in the ring, seething with mutual hatred, waiting to explode toward each other. The camera picks up the audience behind the two on its feet, with the people shaking their arms and chanting for the Scottish superstar.

LET’S GO FRAZIER! *clap clap clap clap clap* LET’S GO FRAZIER! *clap clap clap clap clap*

Craig: The atmosphere here is absolutely electric. These two look ready to put on a show.

But the ring announcer has not left. In fact, he picks up his microphone one more time…

Announcer: And now, ladies and gentlemen, I have been informed that we will have a SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE joining us this evening. Please welcome…

The audience buzzes. The camera turns toward the entrance area, and suddenly a flash of lime green light pops up as “Misery Business” by Paramore plays, signaling the arrival of Alexa Logan! The audience reacts to this entrance loudly, with a mixture of cheers and boos spread throughout the arena. Alexa is wearing track pants, a referee’s shirt and a referee’s cap, tilted to the side. One of Alexa’s arms is still in a sling from her encounter with Mike Maverick in the Dome of Doom, but she seems to be otherwise healed.

Craig: Well, THIS is unexpected!

Troy: Look at Logan and Frazier, Craig! They can’t believe their eyes!

Logan stares at his sister in a disapproving manner as she makes her way down to the ring, and goes to hold the ropes for her as she gingerly enters the ring. He tries to convince her not to go on with this job, but she simply ignores him, climbs the turnbuckle and, as is her custom, yanks off her hat and tosses it into the audience. Frazier, meanwhile, stares on, mouth agape with complete disbelief.

Craig: Well… I’m completely floored, Troy. None of us knew this was coming, that’s for sure.

Troy: What do you think this is? Maybe David Logan is sending some sort of message to Frazier? This is a total game-changer! We have no idea who Alexa’s going to support in this one! Does she blame Frazier for what happened to her in the Dome? Is she still mad at Andrew for trying to control her relationships? My head is spinning!

Alexa steps down right into the center of the ring. Frazier tries to catch her eye, but Alexa doesn’t look at either man for more than a brief moment before looking at the timekeeper, and abruptly signaling for the match to begin.

*DING DING DING*

Whatever shock Logan and Frazier had at the arrival of the youngest Logan child quickly dissipates, as the sound of the ringing bell awakens something deep inside each of them. Without warning, they launch toward each other in the center of the ring, and launch into an instant battle of rights and lefts, as the audience explodes with cheers.

Craig: Well one thing’s for sure, these two aren’t going to let Alexa get in the way of a fight here tonight!

The look of intensity in the eyes of both men is rather startling, but it’s even more noticeable in the typically good-natured Andrew Logan. The Second Generation Superstar finally manages to duck one of Frazier’s jabs and then connects with a wild haymaker straight to the Flawless one’s temple, sending him stumbling back toward the ring ropes. Just like that, Logan senses his opening… he wastes no time, bursting into a dead sprint directly at his enemy and connecting with a huge clothesline that launches both men over the top rope!

Troy: Whoah! We’re already on the outside!

Craig: Indeed… and they’re coming right toward us!

Both Frazier and Logan manage to get back to their feet rather quickly, and begin exchanging blows once again. Logan maintains the advantage, and backs Frazier right up against one of the ring barriers. He goes to apply the whip, but Frazier reverses it, and sends Andrew hurtling shoulder-first directly into the ring stairs! The sickening *THUD* reverberates across the arena, and the audience gives out an “OOOOO!” in response, then resumes its chants..

LET’S GO FRAZIER! *clap clap clap clap clap* LET’S GO FRAZIER! *clap clap clap clap clap*

Alexa’s screaming can be heard from the ring for Frazier to take it back into the ring, and she begins to count out both men. But Frazier barks back, “DON’T YOU DARE COUNT!” This succeeds in stopping the count, but Alexa’s face immediately reddens with anger.

Craig: This is getting rough pretty quickly… and I’m not so sure it’s wise of Frazier to be instructing our lovely referee on how to officiate this match. Something tells me she’s none too happy with him as it is…

Troy: Well, it worked, didn’t it? Alexa’s not counting any more. These two can beat the hell out of each other all they want!

Frazier peels his eyes away from Alexa and focuses back on the task at hand, that being the destruction of his long-time rival. Logan is still writhing in pain after banging against the steel steps, and Frazier bends down low over him to grab him up by his tights and his shoulder. He hoists him off the ground, then stares toward the closest ring barrier. Frazier yells out at the British crowd, and then once again launches Logan, this time shoulder-first into the ring barrier! Another groan runs through the audience, and they cheer the efforts of the Scotsman. In the ring, though, Alexa looks none too pleased.

Craig: Andrew Logan is getting the holy hell beat out of him here in the early going, and any other referee would have ended this match by now with a countout. But if you ask me, Alexa wants to see a fight here just as much as the rest of this arena does.

Troy: Do you think it’s going the way she hoped it would? I’ve got to think that if her brother takes much more damage, she’ll just stop the match! This is getting out of control quickly!

LET’S GO FRAZIER! *clap clap clap clap clap* LET’S GO FRAZIER! *clap clap clap clap clap*

Frazier looks up toward the crowd in appreciation of these chants, and the fans cheer back at him with thrice the volume in return. Logan doesn’t appear capable of moving right away, so the Battlefield tournament champion begins to survey his surroundings to plot his next assault. His eyes stop directly on the set of stairs that came ajar when Logan smashed into them, and his lips form into a smirk.

The audience seems to know what’s on Frazier’s mind. As the Flawless Diamond walks toward the steps they cheer loudly, giving Frazier all the reassurance he needs that his next attack will go over well with the British crowd. Alexa continues to yell at Frazier from the ring, but he appears to be numb to the world. He bends low, hoists up the steps, sizes up his fallen foe, then sprints toward Logan to hit him with the steps against the ring barrier. However, at the last second, Logan manages to roll out of the way, and the force of the blow from the stairs against the barrier meets Frazier’s own chest! The Scottish star falls on his back, as Logan pulls himself to his feet against the barrier.

Troy: Frazier’s bloodlust cost him there, Craig! He wants too much too soon!

Craig: You may be right, Troy. It’s a flaw that’s plagued him for weeks, particularly in his recent duels with Mike Maverick. And I’m sure that I need not remind our fans, it’s a flaw that certainly doesn’t sit well with Alexa Logan.

The camera focuses back on Alexa, who has her face buried in her free hand in anger and disgust. Logan bends down low and sees his opportunity. He grabs the steps and places them on top of Frazier’s right ankle, and then climbs on to the top of the barrier, throws up his signature two-fingered pose, and looks down toward his target. However, just before he leaps, Logan catches a glimpse of the stern, warning glare on Alexa’s face, and his face softens. The audience seems rather confused with this most recent development. With some regret, he steps down off the ring barrier… only to have Frazier kick the steps directly into his shins! Logan falls over again, and Frazier once again scrambles to his feet with the advantage.

Troy: Ouch! It looked like Logan was about to crush Frazier’s ankle by leaping off that barrier onto the steps, but I think he knew better than to anger the referee!

Craig: Right, it’s convenient when the referee is your sister, and you can play suck-up. Don’t you see what Logan is playing at here? He’s just trying to get on Alexa’s good side so that he has an added advantage!

Troy: Well even if that’s the case, don’t you think Desmond would be wise to do the same? Or maybe, Craig, Andrew’s just trying to make his sister happy? Doesn’t look like Desmond is too fussed about that right now, though!

Indeed, Frazier appears to be in an extremely dangerous zone at the moment, very reminiscent of the scene at Annihilation, when he gave Andrew Logan the beating of his life. Alexa seems to have seen enough, and begins to start the countout yet again. But once more, Frazier yells out for all to hear, “DON’T COUNT!” Alexa stops the count, but her face looks more dangerous than ever.

Troy: Frazier’s playing with fire here…

Craig: You’re right, Troy. He most certainly is. But we’ve seen Frazier to go this… this zone several times before, and there’s no snapping him out of it. Once he smells blood, there’s nothing stopping him from going for the kill.

Frazier doesn’t seem to notice Alexa’s ire. He stares down at the Second Generation star and gives a condescending little slap to the side of his head, then pulls him up by the weakened shoulder. He slides around to Logan’s side and locks in a grapple, then hoists the young star up into the air to try to drop his groin over the barrier with his legs straddling each side. Logan, however, manages to avoid the painful predicament by hopping over the barrier entirely! Frazier desperately tries to lunge forward to regain his grasp on the slippery high flier, but as he does so, Logan delivers a cutter that plants Frazier’s upper chest and neck directly on top of the barrier! Most of the audience boos loudly, but some simply shout “OOOO!”

Craig: WHAT an impact! We’ve never seen Logan use a cutter before, but it would seem that desperate times call for desperate measures!

Troy: It doesn’t look like that’s all Logan has in mind, either!

Frazier remains semi-unconscious, leaning against the barrier on the opposite side of Logan, but Logan grabs him up by his head and puts him into a choke hold from behind the barrier. This finally seems to have crossed the line for Alexa. The Second Generation Starlet gingerly slides out of the ring, favoring her injured elbow in the sling, and gets merely a couple feet away from the men to scream to her brother to break the hold.

Craig: Finally, some semblance of order!

Troy: Give me a break! Frazier’s the one who started this brawl! Logan’s basically avoided ending it by neglecting to use the stairs!

Once again, Andrew listens to his sister and breaks the choke. But the illegal maneuver seems to have awoken the beast in Frazier. Without warning, the bearded wrestler spins around and dives over the barrier, tackling Andrew among a cluster of fans, and pins him to the ground to deliver hard rights and lefts! The fans go crazy, particularly those standing in the immediate area.

Craig: Ladies and gentlemen in case you’re just tuning in, no, this is NOT a no disqualification match! This is NOT a falls count anywhere match! Countouts DO apply! But this is a special situation, and it looks as though we’re in for all-out warfare here with this match!

Troy: When is enough going to be enough, Craig? Alexa’s going to call this match sooner or later, just look at her! She’s livid!

Alexa’s face is redder than ever before, and she tries to get back over toward her brother and her lover, but there are too many fans in the way. Arena security barges into the picture and pushes back some of the fans to create a path for the referee, and suddenly we see that Andrew Logan has rolled over on top of Frazier, and has now become the one delivering the blows! The fans in the area have become absolutely uproarious, and one brave young soul goes so far as to throw his bag of popcorn at Logan’s back as he wails on Frazier. This surprises the Second Generation Star, but he doesn’t miss a beat… he grabs the now half-empty bag, reaches in, pulls out some popcorn and shoves it in Frazier’s face, then pushes his head down to the floor!

Craig: My goodness!

The audience boos in response to this, but Logan now appears to be having fun. The fan who threw the popcorn yells a few unsavory words toward Logan, but Logan simply gives him a playful shrug and then grabs Frazier by his hair, pulling him up to his feet.

Craig: Now where the hell is he going?! Is he going to steal the concessions of more of our faithful fans?

Troy: Hey, if that guy wanted to eat his popcorn, he should have kept it in his hands! He’s lucky Logan didn’t force it down HIS throat!

The camera angle shifts to a cameraman following right behind Logan and Frazier, with Alexa trying desperately to keep up. Up about thirty feet ahead is the stage that contains the main ring camera and sound equipment, and it appears Logan is leading Frazier right to it.

Craig: If Logan does any damage to our WCSF equipment, I hope it gets taken out of his paycheck! We need to bring this fight back to the ring!

Frazier finally manages to regain some of his strength, and for a moment is able to hold still and prevent Logan from dragging him any further. Logan responds to this with a hard forearm across Frazier’s upper back, and pushes him forward. As Frazier stumbles over toward the stairs that lead up to the electronics area, Logan barks at the workers in the area to get out of the way.

Troy: Well Craig, unfortunately for you and for Frazier, it looks like Logan’s got some cruel intentions here! Don’t forget, these guys absolutely despise each other... they’re not going to stop beating the tar out of each other just because some equipment might get damaged!

Frazier manages to stop himself before running into the stage, but takes a moment to turn around to face Logan again. Logan takes this opening to make a big move—he sprints directly toward Frazier, ready to drive him chest-first into the side of the metal stage. However, Frazier hears the footsteps, and manages to get out of the way right at the last second, and forces Logan to collide face-first with the side of the stage! The audience once again cheers loudly as Logan falls backwards into a seated position after the collision.

Frazier doesn’t take long after that to find his opening. As Logan woozily tries to sit back up, Frazier connects with a huge kick straight to Logan’s temple! The Second Generation Superstar flops back down to the floor, and now it’s Frazier’s turn to let out a celebratory fist pump toward the audience, which responds with a roar!

Craig: Andrew Logan is in a bad way here! He tried to take Frazier too far, and now he’s paid for it—Frazier’s got control, and it looks like he wants more!

Troy: And I think Alexa has basically resigned herself to the idea that these two are beyond her control—look at her!

Alexa looks absolutely drained—her face is buried in her good hand, and she is shaking her head. But Frazier continues to pay no attention to her. His focus is solely on his arch nemesis, and on his surroundings. And right now, his surroundings include a large metal stage and a set of stairs leading to the top. It appears as though he’s planned his next maneuver, and pulls Logan up off the ground. He leads him toward the steps, and doesn’t have much trouble in getting him up to the top. Workers at the electronic and camera station begin to disperse, as clearly they’re in danger of getting in the way of some of this most unorthodox match’s action.

Craig: Good lord, here we go. What the hell are these two going to do to each other up there...

Troy: Well Craig, I have a feeling we’re about to find out!

Frazier leaves Logan propped up against a large speaker and begins clearing off one of the tables on top of the stage. He tosses away a couple empty coffee mugs, some papers and even some sound equipment to clear off some room for his upcoming plans. However, Logan begins to stir, and sees a chair stashed right next to him. While Frazier busies himself with the table, Logan picks the chair up off the ground, shakes off some of the cobwebs after Frazier’s most recent kick to his temple, and lines up his target… the audience shrieks loudly, trying to urge Frazier to turn around…

Craig: Wait a second, TURN AROUND FRAZIER!

Troy: Yeah, turn around! Right into the chair! Haha!!

Frazier doesn’t appear to be satisfied with the positioning of the table, however, and continues to try to prepare an area to do some major damage to his foe. But just as Logan is about to take off in Frazier’s direction with the chair, Alexa gets to the top of the ramp, and puts her good hand out to pull her brother around by the shoulder. Logan’s face sours as he sees his sister trying to prevent him from potentially finishing off Desmond, but Alexa pleads with him not to use the chair.

Troy: What the hell! The princess is trying to take all the fun out of this match once again! Who does she think she is, telling Andrew and Frazier what they can and can’t do?!

Craig: Um, the REFEREE perhaps!? And if you ask me, she’s been way too damn lenient throughout this entire “match” already. Any other referee would have ended this contest ages ago!

The audience buzzes louder now that they see Logan is also distracted. Some people in the area of the stage can be heard yelling out to Frazier, “TURN AROUND!” or “HE’S DISTRACTED!” and finally, Frazier seems to hear them. Logan continues to argue with his sister, but finally appears to have agreed not to use the chair. He moves to put it down… but he’s too late in doing so! Frazier comes running across the top of the stage and delivers a dropkick, propelling the top of the chair directly into Logan’s chin and sending the second generation star flying backwards off the top of the stage!

Craig: OH MY GOD!

Troy: LOGAN JUST CRASHED AND BURNED!

The audience absolutely explodes, and the arena shakes as the camera focuses in on Logan down on the floor below, having fallen a good ten to fifteen feet from the top of the stage on his back. The chair that was in his hands now lies on top of his chest, but Logan appears to be incapacitated.

Craig: That was one hellacious fall, and if Frazier could just get Logan back to the ring, this would be over right here!

Troy: But Frazier’s not satisfied—LOOK!

Frazier moves toward the side of the stage, and peers down at Logan below. A sadistic grin works its way across his face, and he looks up toward the audience. The people in the crowd throw their arms up into the air and shout in approval toward Frazier…

DO IT! DO IT! DO IT! DO IT!

Troy: The audience wants Frazier to jump!

Craig: And that look in his eye tells me he’s just crazy enough to do it! Somebody stop him! Good lord, somebody put some sense into this young man! YOU’VE GOT A REVOLUTION MAIN EVENT TO WORRY ABOUT, FRAZIER! DON’T DO IT! DON’T YOU DO IT!

But Frazier can’t hear Craig’s pleas. He hoists an arm into the air and pats his elbow, signaling that he’ll be going for the elbow drop… but suddenly Alexa bursts into the picture and pulls his arm back and desperately begs him not to do it. The audience boos loudly at the intrusion, and Frazier appears rather annoyed as well.

Craig: There’s a good girl, if he’ll listen to anybody, it’ll be you! Stop this madness!

Troy: I wouldn’t be so sure about that, Craig… Frazier’s already neglected to listen to her a couple times in this match alone, not to mention the Dome of Doom…

Tears stream down Alexa’s face, as she tugs on Frazier’s arm and begs him not to leap. For a moment, it appears as though Frazier is going to consider her words. But suddenly he pulls his arm away from her, looks out over the edge and leaps! Flash bulbs pop all across the arena… the audience explodes in cheers… Alexa gives a loud, tortured scream… Frazier drops the elbow right on top of the chair and connects the impact with Logan, and then rolls off his foe’s body in obvious pain!

Craig: NO!!

Troy: OH MY GOD!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

The audience is absolutely electric. Alexa momentarily falls to a knee and covers her face in her good arm as she lets out a sob, but then she pulls herself together and runs down the stairs as fast as she can to check on Frazier and her brother.

Craig: FRAZIER AND LOGAN ARE BOTH OUT OF IT!

Troy: This--- this is insane! Alexa needs to stop this match, before these two get themselves killed!

The audience continues to go absolutely berserk, and Alexa reaches the two unconscious bodies of Frazier and Logan. She instantly bends down in between both, and checks on her brother first…

Troy: Looks like Frazier isn’t Alexa’s priority any more! Can’t say I blame her!

Alexa raises Andrew’s hand, and it falls back to the floor. She then turns toward Frazier and does the same, and his also falls to the floor. She waits a few seconds, and then decides to raise both arms at once… and they both fall to the floor. She then gets to her feet, biting her lip with anxiety, trying to decide what to do.

Craig: Call the match, Alexa! Do it now, before these two put each other in the hospital!

Troy: Ha, easier said than done, Craig. Alexa knows damn well that if she calls for the bell here, BOTH of these two are going to hate her for it. I think her priority now is coming away with at least one of her relationships with these two in tact!

The audience continues to buzz, and a slow clap begins to course through the arena. As this is happening, another chant works its way through the audience…

FRAZIER! FRAZIER! FRAZIER! FRAZIER!

Craig: The audience is trying to make Alexa’s decision for her—help Frazier!

Troy: Ha, and why should she help Frazier when he’s done absolutely nothing to show he cares for her throughout this match?

Alexa paces around the bodies of Frazier and Logan, and finally comes to a decision. She bends down low over her brother, and attempts to pull him to his feet, but his dead weight is seemingly too much for her to handle. The audience boos her helping Logan rather than Frazier, but Alexa doesn’t listen.

Craig: Well it would appear as though Alexa has made her choice, but what’s she planning on doing here?

The boos continue to pour down on Alexa, but she shakes them off and bends down low again to try to raise her brother, but his weight is just too much for her to lift with one arm. Suddenly she looks down, right at her other arm in the sling…

Troy: What’s she thinking now?!

Without warning, Alexa gingerly pulls off the sling and tosses it to the floor. With a pained expression on her face, she extends out her bad arm as well, and with one gigantic heave, manages to get her brother up off the ground, with one of his arms draped around her shoulder! The audience boos this loudly, but Alexa doesn’t let it faze her—she staggers through the fans toward the ring barrier, with her brother’s dead weight pulling down on her. She’s in obvious pain having to use her bad arm, but she continues to fight through it.

Troy: I… wow… you have to admire the courage that Alexa Logan is showing right here, Craig. These fans might not like it, but it takes a lot of heart to be able to fight through the pain like this, just to carry someone to safety!

Craig: You can praise her irresponsibility all you want, Troy, but the fact is that she’s now interfering in this match. This has to be one of the worst refereeing jobs I’ve ever seen.

Troy: And you’re not going to complain about all of the rules that Frazier has bent throughout this contest? He should be glad that Alexa didn’t decide to drape Logan over Frazier and turn this into a Falls Count Anywhere match!

Alexa finally reaches the barrier, and instantly drops her brother so that he rests up against it. He appears to be coming to, and the first look he gets is of his sister holding her bad arm in pain. He reaches out to try to thank her for what she did, but before he can, she’s off to tend to Frazier. Frazier, however, has already started to move on the floor over by where he leapt off from the electronics stage, and has pulled himself up to his hands and knees.

Troy: Looks like Frazier’s waking up… will Alexa help him too?!

The audience boos as Alexa approaches Frazier, and Frazier pulls his head up to see her arrival. She continues to favor her injured arm, but still bends over to try to help Frazier back up. However, Frazier refuses her assistance. Alexa backs away, pursing her lips with anger, but doesn’t respond. She simply allows Frazier to crawl toward Logan, who tries to regain his bearings over at the barrier.

Troy: Frazier’s letting his pride get to him here. Alexa just wants to get this thing back to the ring, so that it can be over and done with. But it looks as though Frazier refuses to accept any assistance… even from the girl he’s supposed to love!

Craig: It’s just another example of what we talked about before—Frazier has a tendency to go into this state of blood lust, and blocks out all other outside factors. It’s part of what makes him so great, in a way. I don’t think he even means to shut out Alexa, it’s just a side effect of this.

Troy: Right, but I can bet you a thousand “flawless diamonds” that she doesn’t see it that way!

Frazier finally musters the strength to get up to one knee, and the audience continues to urge him on. Logan also appears to now have regained some of his energy, and no longer has to brace himself on the ring barrier. He begins to step over it back to the actual ring side, but Frazier sees this, and a determined expression crosses his face. He drags himself to his feet and quickly stumbles toward Logan, and manages to grab the Second Generation star’s back leg just before he’s able to get fully over the barrier!

The approving cheers of the audience echo in the arena, as it looks as though Frazier is about to get the advantage once again… however, Logan just manages yank his foot away from Frazier’s grasp! Frazier leaps after Logan to desperately try to regain his grip, but Logan manages to catch him by the tights and hurtle him over the barrier in a somersault, sending Frazier crashing back-first on the floor right next to the ring! This brings on more boos from the audience, but Logan doesn’t seem to notice. He bends down over Frazier, grabs him by the tights once again and rolls him back into the ring, following after.

Craig: Thank God, we’re finally back into the ring! This match has been going for fifteen odd minutes, and only about thirty seconds have taken place inside the ring!

Troy: I think Alexa’s pretty relieved with this, Craig!

Indeed, Alexa is shown on the opposite side of the barrier, carefully putting her sling back on. However, she gives a sigh of relief as she sees that both men are now safely back in the ring. She steps back over the barrier herself with the assistance of arena security staff, and walks up the stairs into the ring.

Craig: Now let’s see how much damage has been done, shall we?

With Alexa back in the ring, Andrew decides he may as well go for the first actual pinfall of the match. He drops down and hooks a leg, and the audience gasps as Alexa leans over and makes the count, at a slightly faster than normal pace…

ONE!

TWO!

TH-Kickout! The audience cheers loudly for Frazier, but it’s clear that there are some in the audience who are less than pleased at Alexa’s counting pace. Frazier himself cranes his neck up to shoot a look of disapproval at Alexa, who pretends not to notice.

Craig: Call me a homer, but I think that count was a little hasty…

Troy: You’ve already said it yourself, Craig. Alexa just wants this one over and done with. I think she’d count the same way if it was Andrew who was taking the fall!

Andrew gets back to his feet, and for a moment it looks as though he’ll have a hard time standing, due to the pain in his back from his fall off the electronics stage. However, he finally manages to straighten back up, and it takes him a bit longer than normal to pull Frazier to his feet as well. Frazier, however, is not yet fully recovered. In order to avoid getting caught up in Logan’s offense, he gives a quick rake to the face and sidesteps Logan’s oncoming assault. The CEO’s son is temporarily blinded and stakes a couple steps backwards, which gives Frazier some extra time to recover.

Troy: Oh come on, we finally get back to the ring and Frazier still can’t fight like a man!?

Craig: At this point, Troy, all honor has gone out the window between these two. These are special circumstances tonight.

The audience notices that Frazier seems to be regaining strength, and a slow clap begins once again. Frazier stretches out his shoulders, and then sizes up Logan, who finally turns back toward the center of the ring and Frazier. Logan’s vision returns, and he spies Frazier getting ready to go for a forearm smash. To try to counter this he runs toward the number one contender to go for a forearm smash of his own, but Frazier counters with an inverted Atomic drop! Frazier’s knee drives straight into Logan’s inner thigh, and the Second Generation star is once again sent stumbling backward.

The audience really begins to pick up now, as it seems Frazier is gaining momentum. Logan seeks refuge against the turnbuckle, but now Frazier is feeling it. Logan rests back-first against the turnbuckle pad, and Frazier jogs, or at least hobbles, over toward him and delivers a running body splash in the corner! The audience pops for the move, and then does so again as Frazier spins around, runs forward and catches the stumbling Logan with a bulldog! Logan’s upper body slams against the mat, and now it’s Frazier’s turn to go for a pinfall!

Craig: Bulldog! And Frazier’s going for it all here!

For a moment, Alexa hesitates, and stares down at Frazier with a harsh look on her face. However, after a couple seconds pass she finally drops down and begins to make the count, at a fairly standard pace.

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

The audience lets out its breath after Logan just manages to pop up his shoulder. However, Frazier is none to happy with Alexa’s delay in beginning the count. He gets up and instantly looks her straight in the eye. Alexa gives a dangerous glance back toward him and tells him to focus on the match, and he shakes his head in frustration.

Troy: Ha, I think that’s the most attention Frazier’s paid to Alexa all day!

Craig: You could be right about that, Troy. But something tells me Frazier’s going to have to get back into our referee’s good graces if he wants to come away with a win here. He’s been putting toes over the line for this entire match, and has refused to listen to her in some crucial situations.

Frazier drags himself back to his feet, and it’s clear that the earlier brawl in the match has taken its toll on him. He moves stiffly over toward the ropes, where he holds himself up with one arm and calls for Logan to get back up with the other. The camera focuses back on the fallen Second Generation star, who begins crawling toward the opposite set of ropes from Frazier. Frazier doesn’t like the look of this and goes to grab Logan by the legs to drag him back toward the center of the ring.

Frazier manages to reposition Logan in the center, but now Logan appears to be getting rather anxious to get to his feet. He again tries to scramble for the ropes, and this time when Frazier grabs him by the legs, Logan manages to push him away. As Frazier stumbles backwards, Logan pulls himself up chest-first against the opposite set of ropes. Frazier stops his backward progress and breaks into a sprint toward Logan, but Logan leaps onto the second rope and delivers a springboard back kick straight to Frazier’s chest!

Troy: Oh what a move! And here comes that unpredictable offense we’ve seen from Logan in the past!

The force of the kick sends Frazier backwards against the ropes. As he rebounds, he tries to sprint toward Logan again to go for a clothesline, but Logan breaks into a run himself, leaps into the air and connects with a sunset flip! Alexa’s on her game this time, and sees Frazier’s shoulders pinned to the mat.

ONE!

TWO!

TH-Kickout!

Troy: OHHH so close!

Logan rolls away from the pin and gets up, but this time Frazier is up too, as fast as he can get up. The audience has started to die down a bit since Logan got the momentum, but the action in the ring is clearly quickening in pace. In the blink of an eye, both men are running right at each other in the center of the ring again, and connect with a lock up.

Craig: I’ll tell you what, I don’t know how these two men are fighting through the pain they must be feeling right now. It’s pure adrenaline. We’ve seen Frazier a little slow getting up after the past couple pinfalls, and Logan nearly couldn’t get high enough for that Sunset Flip.

Troy: Well, they’ve certainly got time to maim each other more, Craig, but no matter what happens from here on out, these two are going to be feeling the consequences of this match… or rather, this FIGHT tomorrow!

The lockup ends abruptly when Frazier drives a knee straight into Logan’s chest. The Flawless Diamond breaks away from his opponent, bounces off the opposite set of ropes and comes back to give a running knee strike at the bent over Logan’s head, but Logan drops to the mat, and Frazier trots over him. On the rebound, Frazier comes right back toward Logan, but gets caught in a grapple… Logan has him set up for the belly to belly suplex!

Troy: HERE WE GO!

Without warning, Logan pops his hips and launches Frazier into the air for a picture-perfect belly to belly suplex! He gets back to his feet, and awaits Frazier for another…

Craig: Andrew Logan is heating up here! And he’s in the middle of that set of three belly to bellys that we’ve seen him do time and time again!

Troy: But does he have enough to hit all three?!

Logan already appears to be gassed, but when Frazier gets to his feet, he locks up with him anyway. He pops his hips again, but this time it appears to take a mammoth effort simply to get Frazier off the ground. He connects with the second belly to belly, but the pain that the effort has caused him with his back and abdomen muscles instantly doubles him over. As he gets back up, it’s clear that he’s not going to be able to go for the third.

Craig: Apparently he does not, but—wait a second here…

Logan suddenly looks up at the audience, which now is booing the nemesis of their home country hero with great gusto. This reception only seems to embolden the young wrestler, who eyes up the nearest turnbuckle, then begins to ascend it…

Craig: No way… you can’t seriously tell me that Logan thinks he can hit the Silver Spoon after all the damage he’s taken!

Troy: It’s a risk, that’s for sure, but if he can hit it you’ve got to think this one is over! He’d beat his arch nemesis in his home country!

Logan finally reaches the top of the turnbuckle, and stares out at the audience. The boos have reached their highest point of the match, and a chant rings out solidly across the arena…

LOGAN SUCKS! LOGAN SUCKS! LOGAN SUCKS! LOGAN SUCKS!

Troy: There’s a chant you don’t here every day! Shut them up Andrew!

Logan grins at the chants, although with the pain in his back and midsection, it may be considered more of a grimace. But despite the pain, Logan stands up on the top rope, and throws his signature two fingered pose in the air. The audience responds by increasing the volume of their boos and chants… and Alexa can’t watch, as she buries her face in her hand.

Craig: No… no… NO….

Once again, flashbulbs go off all over the arena, and Andrew Logan launches himself into the air, corkscrewing and flipping into his signature elbow drop, the Silver Spoon… but when he hits the mat, there’s nobody home! Frazier just manages to roll out of the way, and the audience goes absolutely insane!

Craig: YES! YES!

Troy: HOW’D HE ROLL AWAY? INCREDIBLE!

The audience is now once again pushing their support for Frazier to full throttle. Logan appears to be incapacitated, and the bearded Scotsman appears to be stirring…

LET’S GO FRAZIER! *clap clap clap clap clap* LET’S GO FRAZIER! *clap clap clap clap clap*

Craig: What an unbelievable fight this has been, and now it comes down to this! We’re in the home stretch, Troy, and the first man to get back to his feet here could be in position to win the match!

Troy: Argh, I can’t watch! Come on Andy, get up!

LET’S GO FRAZIER! *clap clap clap clap clap* LET’S GO FRAZIER! *clap clap clap clap clap*

Frazier rolls on to his side, and begins to try to get back to his feet. Alexa doesn’t bother to make the ten count… she appears to have decided that if she wasn’t going to end the match before, she certainly won’t now.

Near the corner, Logan begins to stir as well, but it looks as though he’ll be beat to his feet by his opponent. With every inch that Frazier raises himself off the mat, the cheers of the audience amplify even more. Finally, Frazier is able to pull himself to his feet, just seconds before Logan does the same!

Craig: This is it!

The two turn their heads toward each other almost simultaneously, but it’s Frazier who strikes first. They both break for the center of the ring, but Frazier halts Logan’s progress with another running knee to the midsection! Logan gets back to his feet, but now Frazier moves toward him, applies the whip and sends him hurtling toward the opposite set of ropes. When Logan bounces back, Frazier is ready and waiting with a back body drop, which delivers yet another hard impact to Logan’s already-tender back!

Craig: A hard back body drop, and Frazier’s rolling! And LISTEN to this capacity crowd!

The arena is absolutely rocking, and Frazier is in a zone unlike any he’s been in so far tonight. He pulls Logan into the center of the ring by his legs, then looks toward the turnbuckle behind him. He throws one fist into the air, signaling that he’s got something planned. The audience roars in response!

Troy: What’s going to happen… what’s he got planned…

Frazier looks back down toward Logan, grabs him by the legs and instantly catapults him toward the turnbuckle behind him! Logan’s chest and neck area bounces off the turnbuckle pad, and he stumbles backwards right toward Frazier again… who’s ready and waiting to lock in…

Craig: FLAWLESS FULL NELSON! FRAZIER’S GOT THE FULL NELSON LOCKED IN! He just needs to be able to lock in the clutch, and this match will be over!

Troy: NO! Come on Logan, fight it!

The audience goes mad once again, as it looks as though Frazier’s going to be able to lock in his signature submission. Andrew Logan attempts to fight the Full Nelson with all of his might, but it appears that he’s fighting a losing battle. Frazier, meanwhile, struggles to clench his arms together to lock in the camel clutch portion of the hold, but Logan is still fighting with all of his will to keep the hands apart…

Craig: Logan is giving it all he’s got to keep Frazier from fully locking in the move, because he knows, just like you and I know and just like everybody in this arena knows, that NOBODY has ever broken free from the Flawless Full Nelson! Not Anthony Blake, not Jason Williams, not Shane Evans… NOBODY.

Alexa Logan appears to be having a hard time watching all of this transpire—a deeply concerned look is etched in her face, but she prepares to ask Andrew if he wants to give up. But Logan isn’t ready to give up—not even close. He continues to fight Frazier from applying the hold in full force, and begins to lumber over toward the ropes, dragging Frazier with him! The audience gets even louder, trying to urge Frazier on.

Troy: Come on Andrew, just get to the ropes!

But he doesn’t get there. Frazier manages to keep Logan in full nelson position, and pulls him back toward the center of the ring. The audience continues to grow louder in anticipation, but all the struggling by Frazier to lock in the full hold and drag Logan back seems to have weakened his grip. With one almighty lurch, Logan is able to wrench one arm free! He quickly uses it to elbow Frazier in the temple, which fully breaks the hold, and kills the audience’s buzz!

Troy: He’s escaped! Logan’s escaped the hold!

Craig: And only just in the nick of time, it appeared Frazier almost had the clutch applied! And now Logan’s got a chance to turn this around!

The audience seems to realize this as well, as for a moment it grows eerily quiet. It looks as though Logan’s about to turn the tide—he sizes up Frazier, then runs toward the ropes, springboards off the second rope and goes for an enziguri… but Frazier sidesteps the move! Logan scrambles to get back to his feet, but when he does, Frazier is right to leap into the air and nail his finisher!

Craig: UNBREAKABLE! UNBREAKABLE OUT OF NOWHERE!

The audience that had suddenly gone dead instantly springs back into chaos, and every single person in the arena jumps up and down at their seats, screaming madly. Frazier gets back to his feet, and Alexa appears to be momentarily in shock, but prepares to count the pinfall. However, Frazier doesn’t immediately go for the pin…

Craig: What the—come on Frazier, cover the man and get it over with! You’ve won!

But Frazier still doesn’t make the cover. He stands over Logan with a cold, soulless expression, and spits down in his face. The audience doesn’t appear to know how to respond to this… some yell out with an “OOOOOH!” while others begin to quiet down, wondering what’s about to happen. Alexa can be heard yelling toward Frazier, “Desmond, it’s over! Stop! Just take the pin! It’s over!”

Craig: Alexa’s right, Frazier can make this pinfall any time now. What the hell is he playing at?

Troy: It’s the same thing we’ve seen all night, and ever since Frazier tore Logan apart at Hacked, Craig. Victory sometimes just isn’t enough for Frazier! He’s going to make a statement… look!

Frazier inexplicably slides out underneath the bottom ropes, and begins to walk toward the timekeeper’s table. He barks at the ring announcer to vacate his chair, and the announcer doesn’t need telling twice. When he’s gone, Frazier grabs the chair, folds it up, and slides back into the ring with it. The audience begins to buzz now, sensing that Frazier’s not nearly finished with his work yet tonight.

Craig: No… come on now Desmond… you’ve got the man beat, you don’t need to do this… this is too far…

Troy: There is no “too far” in Frazier’s mind. This is a man who needed a Dome of Doom deathmatch to avenge a father he never cared about in the first place. He’s in a match against his arch nemesis, a man who he’s despised since his first day in this company. You think this is “too far” in Frazier/s mind?

Frazier stands up in the ring, and holds the chair up high, just waiting for Logan to dare to get to his feet. Logan begins to stir, but before Frazier can even make a move, Alexa runs toward him and holds his arm back to prevent him from moving forward.

Craig: Alexa’s trying to put a stop to Frazier’s violence once again, and this time I have to say, I agree with her… come on Desmond, see reason here!

Frazier and Alexa exchange some heated words that can’t quite be made out over the camera, but it’s clear they’re in a disagreement. Alexa desperately tugs on Desmond’s arm to try to get him to put down his chair, but Frazier’s intensity can simply not be interrupted. He shakes Alexa off of him as easily as if she was a small child. Alexa falls backwards on her bottom, just in time to watch her brother stand up… and receive a vicious chair shot to the forehead! The resulting *CRACK* reverberates through the arena, and the audience groans loudly at the sight of the thud!

Craig: OOOOOOH!

Troy: DAMMIT! NO! That sick son of a…

Craig: I… I’m absolutely stunned right now. That was one hellacious chair shot. And, good lord, look at Logan, he’s been busted wide open!

The camera focuses in on the Second Generation star, and sure enough, blood has begun to pour out of his forehead. The audience yells “OOOOOO!” at the sight of the image, and many of the fans resume their “FRAZIER!” chant. But not everybody in the arena is impressed. As Frazier prepares to raise the chair back up again, Alexa grabs it out of his hands, causing him to turn around in shock.

Craig: Oh dear…

Troy: Come on now Alexa, don’t do anything stupid…

For the first time in the match, it seems as though Frazier finally sees Alexa. Her face is a runny mess of tears and mascara. Frazier’s face drops, and there appears to be a shadow of regret that passes it. He tries to approach Alexa to console her, but she raises the chair wildly in her one good arm and screams at him to stay away. The audience doesn’t seem to know how to react… the arena is abuzz.

Troy: Oh, so NOW he cares about what she has to say!

Frazier steps back in some shock at her reaction, and approaches her again. Once again, Alexa raises the chair, but she can’t do it for long… in her immense grief and emotional exhaustion from everything that’s happened, everything from the past months and everything from tonight’s match, she drops the chair, turns her back toward Frazier, leans against the rope and stifles a sob in her referee’s shirt. Frazier doesn’t seem to know what to do.

Craig: It’s finally come to this. Alexa warned Frazier weeks ago, when he chose to enter the Dome, that his desire for revenge and blood would kill their relationship. And tonight… well… just look at what’s happened.

Troy: I’m not sure Frazier ever really thought that she was serious, Craig. But look at him… it looks like the weight of the world has come crashing down on him.

Frazier hangs his head dejectedly, and clearly has forgotten that he’s standing in the middle of a ring in front of thousands of people. He gives one last-ditch attempt to comfort Alexa. He walks up behind her and places an arm around her shoulder. But Alexa recoils, and delivers a hard *SLAP* straight across Frazier’s face, leaving a red mark where her hand hit! The audience responds with loud boos and jeers, but Frazier doesn’t retaliate at all. He simply stands there in the ring, staring at Alexa in shock.

Troy: WOW!

Craig: Alexa Logan… give this woman credit, she’s shown tremendous courage and strength here tonight in how she’s handled this match, a most difficult situation. She’s grown up in front of our very eyes… unfortunately, it’s taken a situation like this for it to happen.

But suddenly, the audience begins to buzz loudly once again, and it instantly becomes clear why. Andrew Logan had been momentarily forgotten by both Frazier and Alexa, but he’s forgotten no more. He’s slowly, painfully dragged himself to his feet, and the camera focuses in on him. He can barely stand, and his face is a wet crimson mask… blood covers his eyes and drips over his lips, yet he stares over at Frazier, who is oblivious.

Craig: Oh my…

Troy: He’s up! Andrew Logan is right behind Frazier, and Frazier has no idea! And goodness gracious, look at his face!

Logan wipes some of the blood off his face, and throws his signature two-fingered pose into the air. The sudden uproarious boos of the audience seem to snap Frazier back into the reality that he’s currently in a match, and he spins around… right into Logan’s signature DDT!

Troy: MILLENNIAL!

Logan kneels over Frazier, not wanting or able to make the effort to stand, bends low over his enemies face, blood droplets dripping down on to Frazier’s forehead. He extends his middle finger directly at Frazier’s face and holds it there, then hooks a leg for the pinfall. Alexa, who appears to only want to get the hell out of the arena, quickly falls to the mat to make a fast count…

ONETWOTHREE!

*DING DING DING*

Troy: It’s all over!!

Announcer : Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner…. ANDREW LOGAN!

“Map of the Problematique” blares out over the arena again, and Alexa helps her brother to his feet to hold his hand into the air. She gets a brief look at his face and jumps back in fright at the amount of blood streaming out of his forehead. She helps him down to the outside of the ring, and begins talking to him concernedly.

Craig: This match is over, but my goodness.. the repercussions of what we’ve just seen extend far beyond anything that will happen here tonight. It would appear we’ve seen the end of Frazier and Alexa… but what about Frazier now as he heads forward? Can he actually focus himself on beating Mark Thomas now that he’s lost both a match to his arch rival, and the love of his now former girlfriend?

Troy: These are great questions Craig and… I just don’t know. I really don’t. If you’d have told me beforehand that Frazier would have lost this match, I’d have said no worries, he’d probably bounce back and be ready for Revolution. But after everything that’s happened here tonight… is he mentally capable of coming back from this?

Medics come rushing down to the ring to tend to Logan, but he shakes them off and places an arm around his sister instead, who holds him closely and helps him up the ramp. Nonetheless, the medics begin toweling the blood off of Logan’s face and pulling out bandages.

However, in the ring, Desmond Frazier lies on his back utterly, hopelessly alone.

Craig: Frazier’s lost the match. He’s lost his girlfriend. He lost his father. It seems as though he’s quickly losing the support of the Lions. All that Desmond Frazier has left is that Battlefield tournament victory, and a shot at the WCSF World Championship in the main event of Revolution. But the question is… is that enough to keep Frazier going?

The scene fades out, and we head into a promotion for Revolution.

Match by reyflyinfury619

[Everlong]

Bitch please part 2

Spoiler:

MATCH – Sinistra vs. Daz

Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall...

The lights go out for a moment and the cell phones come out, littering the darkened stadium like fireflies all around. After a brief interlude, a spotlight appears on one side of the stage, illuminating what appears to be a castle turret. A second or two after, a second spotlight appears, revealing another turret. “English Rose” by Motorhead begins to play, and a ten foot, blood red, parade style Dragon puppet snakes out from behind the castle turret. As it does, clips begin to cycle through on the massive video screens of Daz’s most hard hitting moments from over the past years. His battles with Johnny Devine, Alex Morgan and of course Mark Thomas are depicted.

The lights dance theatrically as the Dragon makes its way down the ramp, weaving back and forth from one side to the other. It makes it half way down before turning back to face the entrance way. Daz rises up through the stage, head lowered, cloaked in a darkened robe. The spotlight turns its attention to “The British Rose” as the cloak is thrown back, revealing his outfit. Daz is decked out in a Knight’s helm, split right down the centre. The left is steel and medieval as the other is cut off and closely resembles the design of his former mask. He wears a worn, punk style leather jacket with plated armour adorning the sleeves. Underneath the jacket is an armoured breast plate with a Tudor Rose embossed in the steel.

In Daz’s left hand, he carries a large shield with a coat of arms unique to “The British Rose” emblazoned across the front. In the other, he carries a broad sword. He kneels, the tip of the sword directed into the ground, pommel pointing towards the sky. He manoeuvres the shield in front of it, before exploding towards his feet and letting out a primal scream. He strides forward and the Dragon circles him, coming in and out as it makes its way three hundred and sixty degrees around “The British Rose”. It comes to a stop in front of Daz and rears back. The dragon puppet engineers expand the Dragon’s enormous wingspan, and the spectacle causes camera flashes to go off, to capture the impressive sight.

As the music swells into the chorus once more, Daz tears the helm/mask from his head, revealing his face for the first time. He stares up at the Dragon for a moment before driving the broad sword directly into the Dragon’s chest. An almighty roar sounds, and pyro goes off behind them. The dragon slumps forward as the music abruptly ends, the video screens go black and the lights darken once more. Suddenly the familiar beat of “When the Levee Breaks” by Led Zeppelin hits and the red and blue strobe lights flash throughout the stadium. The Dragon is no more, and the castle turrets have been removed. Daz stands triumphantly halfway down the ramp and looks towards the ring, a confident look in his eyes. He makes his way towards the ring, rolling in underneath the bottom rope. He scales the turnbuckles and performs his signature throat slash motion before extending both arms, as though imitating the Dragon’s wing span. He points out at the fans before beating the top turnbuckle with both hands and leaping down to the canvas.

Announcer: Introducing first, from Norfolk, England. Weighing 208 lbs ... “The British Rose” ... Daz!

Daz removes the jacket and breast plate, handing to the ring attendant. He uses the ropes to stretch out, showing no fear as he prepares to take on the Sinister Assassin.

Craig: An unbelievable entrance by the British Rose, as he prepares for what has to be considered one of the biggest challenges of his career. Here tonight in Miami, under the open American sky, Daz represents all of Great Britain, but also everyone who was ever told that they were too small, or not good enough. And this ovation he’s receiving shows how even this typically partisan American crowd has started to come back to him.

Troy: Just wait for Sinistra’s entrance, Craig. If this place had a roof, I suspect it’d be blown off by the reaction he’ll get!

As Troy says this, the lights in the stadium go dark, replaced instead by the sudden lighting of cell phones all over the stadium. The sound of a distant train hums over the sound system, and the audience explodes. “Piece of Pie” by Stone Temple Pilots blares over the stadium, as a blinding flash of white light accompanies a pyrotechnic burst at the entrance ramp. Sinistra’s truck comes barreling out, and stops harshly at the top of the stage.

Announcer: And introducing his opponent, residing in Duluth, Minnesota… weighing 278 pounds… The “Sinister Assassin,” SinISSSStraaa!

The driver side door opens up, and a set of black boots emerges as the driver hops out of the vehicle and onto the ramp. Sinistra wears his typical ring vest and all black attire as he strides to the ring, looking as focused as ever before. As he makes it to the ring, he walks directly over to one of the corner turnbuckles and climbs onto the first rope, slowly raising one fist into the air as the audience in front of him goes absolutely berserk.

Craig: The Sinister Assassin unleashed here at Revolution VI.

Troy: In my opinion, Daz is in for one hell of a match here tonight.

Craig: Sinistra has barely been inside the ring, wrestling a match this year. When I think of the high profile matches Daz has been involved in this year, he has the match sharpness that Sinistra perhaps doesn’t quite have. Not to mention the last time we saw the sinister one in a match of this magnitude, he was escorted out of the building and wasn’t heard from for near a year. And after what we saw on Mayhem, is Sinistra mentally prepared for this challenge.

Troy: I can’t answer to that. But I’ve seen the kind of things Sinistra is capable of, I’ve seen up close and personal, what he can do with absolutely no remorse. Question his mental state all you want, I think it makes him more dangerous. Daz provoked the monster on Mayhem, and he’s gonna pay the price this evening.

The referee checks both men down for foreign objects and motions for the bell to be rang. The fans’ excitement can hardly be contained as they stand on their feet, ready for the contest to get underway.

*Ding, ding*

Daz and Sinistra stare one another down as they inch closer towards one another. The crowd is split. Sinistra not without his supporters and “The British Rose” with an army of fans himself. After over a month of tension building between them, the fans are more than ready to see the pair locks horns. Sinistra and Daz wait for the other to make the first move. Daz circles the Sinister Assassin. Sinistra meets him as they lock up for the first time. Sinistra exerts his authority, forcing Daz towards the ropes with his power and strength advantage. Daz is pressed against the cables and begins driving his knees into the mid-section, making things as uncomfortable for Sinistra as possible.

Sinistra breaks the collar elbow tie up and attempts to neutralize “The British Rose” with a huge overhand chop to the chest. Daz darts out of the way to avoid it. He waits for Sinistra to turn his way before stinging his thigh with a Roundhouse kick. Daz fires off a quick fire double, staggering the Sinister Assassin momentarily. Sinistra finds his feet as Daz looks for another kick. He aims higher, directed at the hip. Sinistra has it scouted, catching the leg with the under hook. Sinistra pushes Daz down to the mat. He rolls back to his feet as Sinistra winds up, ready to unleash with the Clothesline. He swings for Daz but again Daz is able to avoid it. He drops down and picks the leg, tripping Sinistra to the canvas.

Craig: Sinistra trying to use power but Daz thus far matching it well with speed. That may be the key to victory for Daz, out manoeuvring the Sinister Assassin. If he can do that, he may have a chance of coming out of this match.

Troy: If I were Daz, my one and only goal would be survival. In no uncertain terms, Sinistra has made it clear he intends to take Daz out here at Revolution.

Sinistra reaches his feet only to walk straight into a second Daz trip. The big man is cut down to size and Daz attempts to take advantage. Sinistra can only get to his knees as Daz delivers Roundhouse kicks to the shoulder. Sinistra covers up and is sent scrambling back towards the corner. Daz keeps the assault going, bombarding his rival with forearm shivers. Sinistra absorbs each and every blow, covering his head to minimize the damage. Sinistra backs into the buckles and the ref is forced to put a stop to Daz’s attack. He calls for the break but Daz doesn’t cease fire, delighting the crowd who are enjoying the frantic start of the contest.

Sinistra shoves Daz back but Daz is relentless. He comes at Sinistra, delivering blows any which way he can. The official finally steps in, pulling Daz away. Sinistra lowers his hands for the first time since the attack began and it allows Daz to deliver an open handed slap to the face. The crowd reacts, oohing and awing as they await the beast to awaken and exact its revenge. Daz pushes the ref aside, backing away from the corner. He stares at Sinistra who is absolutely fuming, his upper lip quivering as he tries to fight back the rage. Daz draws a line in the sand, beckoning Sinistra to bring it.

Craig: Daz reminding Sinistra of last week’s Mayhem, and the Sinister Assassin does not look pleased at all.

Troy: And why should he? Daz told Sinistra to go find his balls because he wanted the monster at Revolution and if he’s not careful, he’ll get it.

Sinistra is not waiting for further orders as he steps towards Daz. “The British Rose” is put on the back foot, finding himself powerless as Sinistra lifts him off his feet and charges him into the corner. Daz is rammed back first against the buckles and the big man attempts to take advantage. He winds up for the right hand but again Daz avoids it. He catches Sinistra with the kick to the chest and continues to unload with surprising speed and matching intensity. Daz backs away from the corner, clenching his fist as he calls to the crowd. “The British Rose” chants begin as Daz rushes at Sinistra. He leaps up, attempting to deliver the Monkey Flip. Sinistra has an answer for it, preventing Daz from taking him over, turning him around and placing him on the top rope. Daz has nowhere to go and Sinistra is finally able to connect with the right hand. Daz is rocked, falling from the top rope, crashing against the ring apron before eventually crumpling to the floor.

Craig: What a right hand by Sinistra knocking Daz from the ropes, and Daz did not have pleasant landing!

Troy: That’s what happens when you provoke a man like Sinistra. Whoever Sinistra’s benefactors may be, certainly made a wise decision in hiring him.

Daz reaches for the ring skirt, using it to pull himself to his feet. He clutches at his jaw, perhaps realizing for the first time he’s bitten off more than he can chew. Sinistra exits the ring, and immediately grabs Daz by his ring gear, charging him towards the security wall. Daz collides violently with the railings, sending fans in the front row leaping back. Sinistra stalks his prey, preparing to follow up on his fallen opponent. He delivers several boots to the shoulder and back, pacifying the monster inside for the time being. Daz reaches his knees and attempts to pull himself to his feet. Sinistra takes Daz by his shortly trimmed hair and guides him around ringside. The fans chant “over here!” wanting to get a close up view of the action.

Daz can do little to defend himself as Sinistra drives him headfirst into the barricades. Sinistra prepares to repeat the manoeuvre however Das comes to his senses and attempts to fend Sinistra off with elbow strikes to the gut. Sinistra shrugs them off and puts a stop to the flurry with a knee of his own, driven deep into Daz’s abdomen. Daz is winded and Sinistra takes advantage, ramming him head first into the railing a final time. Daz drops to a knee after the blow but Sinistra quickly pulls him back to a vertical base. He puts his power on display, hoisting Daz into the air before letting him fall chest first across the barricade. Daz squirms on the mats at ringside, desperately trying to catch his breath. A hint of a smirk flickers onto Sinistra’s face as he peers down at his handiwork.

Craig: Sinistra has seized control of this match and that does not bode well for Daz.

Troy: “The British Rose” has to find a way to get back inside the ring. Outside is Sinistra’s playground and right now, its playtime.

He follows up, hauling Daz up off floor and dragging him towards the ring. He rolls “The British Rose” onto the apron, leaving his head hanging over the edge. The Sinister Assassin delivers an elbow to the throat and chest, cutting off Daz’s air supply. Sinistra repeats the manoeuvre, much to the chagrin of the Daz fans. They jeer loudly however Sinistra is unfazed. He returns to the ring apron, measuring Daz as he strides across it. Daz is motionless as Sinistra leaps into the air, looking to bring the leg down across the throat of his adversary. Daz moves at the last possible second and Sinistra connects with the ring frame. He immediately clutches at his leg.

Daz crawls back into the ring, trying to shake off the cobwebs. Sinistra meanwhile tries to get the circulation flowing in his leg. Daz reaches a vertical base and strides towards the ropes. Sinistra has his back turned and Daz tees up. He vaults over the cables, looking to come down with all of his weight on top of Sinistra. Sinistra turns just in the nick of time and catches Daz in mid-air. He charges Daz him into the steel ring post and Daz’s back is wrapped around the post, but Sinistra is not through there. He rams him into the barricades before planting “The British Rose” into the mats at ringside with the Powerslam. Daz’s back arches on impact and his fingertips curl involuntarily, feeling the pain jolting throughout his spine.

Craig: Daz, attempting the Pescado but Sinistra able to catch him.

Sinistra makes an unpopular decision, rolling back into the ring. He gets to his feet and orders the referee to begin the count on Daz, satisfied with a possible count-out victory over “The British Rose”. Daz recovers at ringside, pulling himself back into the ring, breaking the count at eight. He is taken by the scruff of his neck as Sinistra attempts to pull him to a vertical base. Daz comes at Sinistra with forearm shivers aimed to the mid-section. They don’t quite have the power behind them Daz would like. Finally he shoves the big man, putting some distance between them. Sinistra falls into the ropes and uses the momentum to his advantage. He explodes back towards Daz, delivering the Big Boot. Daz is taken off his feet, falling in a heap to the canvas.

Troy: Sinistra was willing to leave Daz on the floor to be counted out, Do you think the Sinistra of old, would have ever allowed a match of this magnitude to end via count-out?

Craig: Absolutely not, and that’s exactly what Daz was referring to on Mayhem. He wants the Sinistra of old. We’ve seen glimpses here, but will we see the real thing?

Troy: I don’t know Craig. What I do know is Daz’s head was nearly taken clean off his shoulders with that boot.

Daz uses the ring cables to drag himself towards the corner, looking for a reprieve. He doesn’t get. Daz kicks out with his legs however Sinistra brushes the blows aside. The Sinister Assassin keeps on coming. He drives the back of his elbow into the side of Daz’s skull, rattling the former champion. Sinistra continues to deliver elbow strikes, one right after the other, the Sinistra fans counting along. Daz’s head whiplashes back and forth like a rag doll, feeling the effects of each and every one.

Craig: Daz has been put well and truly on the back foot and seems unable to break out of the cycle. All he needs is one move, one high impact move that can stun Sinistra long enough for “The British Rose” to turn this thing around.

Sinistra delivers one final elbow before being dragged away from the corner by the referee. He immediately shrugs the official loose and turns his attention back to his rival. The Sinister Assassin gets a good look and rushes at Daz in the corner. Daz sees him coming and again forces himself out of the way. Sinistra collides with the buckles chest first and immediately rests against them. It costs him as Daz turns on his heel and in one fluid motion delivers the running Knee strike to the jaw of Sinistra. Sinistra’s head whiplashes back this time around and Daz prepares to finish things quickly, ushering Sinistra towards him. Daz double under hooks the arms, calling for the Dazaster Driver. The fans let out a surprised cheer, not expecting the move to come so early in the match.

Troy: Daz looking for the Dazaster Drive on Sinistra. He’s nailed the Sinister Assassin with it before, can he do it again?!

Before Daz can connect with his signature move, Sinistra dumps Daz overhead with the Back Body Drop. Daz lands on the canvas with a vile thud and rolls to the apron, preventing Sinistra from covering him. He uses the ropes on the outside of the ring to pull himself to his feet. Sinistra takes a breath, possibly one of relief after avoiding the Dazaster Driver and makes his way towards Daz, winding up for the right hand. Daz gets his arm up to block it. Sinistra looks for the left, but Daz is able to block that too. He traps the arms of the Sinister Assassin and begins unleashing with violent headbutts.

Sinistra is sent staggering and Daz readies himself. He leaps into the air, preparing to kick off the ropes and deliver the Springboard Forearm. As soon as Daz’s feet make contact with the cable, Sinistra rears forward and delivers a hard uppercut! Daz is sent flying backwards. He turns in mid-air and comes crashing down against the railings for a second time. The fans go absolutely wild at Daz’s devastating crash landing, chanting “Holy Shit!” repeatedly. Sinistra stares down at Daz on the floor, and the fans continue to buzz excitedly. Another chant busts out in place of “Holy Shit!”—

”SI-NIS-TRA! SI-NIS-TRA! SI-NIS-TRA! SI-NIS!-TRA!”

Troy: My god, what a punch! Daz landed across the guard rail chest first, after being cut off mid-springboard. Just think for a moment, about the power it took to not only cut off Daz’s forward motion, but to send him flying back with such force and velocity. That’s what Daz is contending with in there. I do not envy him!

Craig: That Dazaster Driver attempt, perhaps indicative of the situation Daz finds himself in. He came out, he had a game plan. It worked to perfection for the first few minutes of this match. Now he’s run into trouble, he’s had no answer for Sinistra’s strength! He cannot match power with Sinistra, and as effective as those strikes can and have been, I think Daz is gonna have to rely on what brought him to the dance. I’m talking about his technical ability, and submission holds like the Great British Cloverleaf.

The faintest hint of a grin crosses Sinistra’s face, but he remains focused and steps out on to the apron. Daz has rolled on to his hands and knees and is desperately trying to drag himself back to his feet, but Sinistra arrives and delivers a hard stomp right on the small of Daz’s back, driving him right back down to the floor. Sinistra grabs on to the ring barrier next to Daz and places his foot in the small of Daz’s back once again then presses down with it, using his grip on the barrier as leverage to inflict as much pressure on the targeted area as possible. Sinistra continues to drive down on Daz’s back, but then has second thoughts. He hears the referee counting, and even though the count has only reached five, time he decides to grab Daz back up by the tights and roll him into the ring. The Sinister Assassin slides in after him, and hooks a leg as he attempts a pinfall.

Craig: Sinistra has taken the wind out of “The British Rose’s” sails and he may take victory with the first cover of the matchup.

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Craig: I can’t help but think Sinistra made a mistake there. He had more time to work with on the outside of the ring. The old Sinistra, the monster that Daz wants, would have inflicted as much pain as possible. We saw Sinistra wrestling with some demons in that segment before the match. Is this where we start to see Sinistra avoid unleashing the monster?

Sinistra gets back to his feet, and circles Daz for a moment, pinpointing his next move. Daz begins to stretch out for the bottom rope, but Sinistra pulls him back and drags him to a vertical base. Sinistra pushes Daz chest first towards the ropes. Daz rebounds off them, straight into a Sinistra forearm to the back. Daz has the wind driven out of him once more, however Sinistra is not through yet. He shoves Daz towards the cables for a second time, and again Daz bounces back into a vicious forearm strike. Daz drops to a knee but Sinistra with a gleam in his eye, takes Daz by the hair and pulls him to a standing position.

Daz finds himself pushed towards the cables for a third consecutive time. As he rebounds, he thrusts back his elbow, driving it into Sinistra’s temple. Sinistra is staggered but has the wherewithal to reach out and grab Daz, trying to slow him down. Daz tries to take advantage, delivering several swift elbow shots. Sinistra’s grasp on his adversary is broken and Daz attempts to capitalize, springing off the middle rope. He leaps back at Sinistra, attempting to punctuate the flurry with the Springboard Back Elbow. Sinistra has other ideas, catching Daz in mid-air and planting him into the mat with the Back Suplex. An audible exhale is heard from the Daz fans, who are left deflated by the move.

Craig: And you hear the crowd, let out that exasperated groan there. They want to see Daz get back into this match up, but the way Sinistra has dissected Daz’s back, I don’t see how he’s going to do it.

Daz claws his way to the corner and pulls himself to a vertical base. Sinistra is on him and quickly takes Daz by the wrist. He extends the arm and pulls Daz into a Knife Edge Chop to the chest. Daz’s chest is already a beaten red and he struggles to his feet. Sinistra follows up, whipping Daz viciously into the opposing buckles. Daz’s lower back collides with the middle buckle and he staggers forward, gasping for air. Sinistra simply places his head behind Daz’s head, and pushes him forward to the mat. “The British Rose” lands face first on the canvas and is utterly defenceless as Sinistra drops the elbow to the small of the back. Sinistra gets to his feet and delivers a second elbow.

The official steps in, demanding Sinistra let Daz return to a standing position. It falls on deaf ears as the Sinister Assassin returns to work on Daz, hooking him underneath the chin and guiding him back to his feet. Sinistra delivers several hammer like blows to the back, clubbing away at his opponent. Daz can barely stand as Sinistra props him up, positioning Daz’s chin to the sky. He tells Daz to watch before winding up and delivering the right hand. Daz drops to a knee after the blow. Sinistra pulls Daz up again, positioning him to his liking for a second right hand. Daz springs to life, and this time is able to block it. Daz replies with an open palm strike to the jaw before spitting in The Sinister Assassin’s face.

Troy: Daz just spat in Sinistra’s face! If that doesn’t awake the monster, I don’t know what will!

Sinistra is fuming but while his face reddens with anger, it’s clear that he forces himself to suppress his desire for blood. He can’t stop himself from reaching out, grabbing Daz by the throat. In a scene reminiscent of Mayhem, Sinistra drives Daz right back against the turnbuckle. He has the choke locked in, and the referee moves forward to prepare to force him away from the corner. Sinistra lets go of the hold before the referee can reprimand him. The crowd are baffled and so is the referee. Daz actually appears offended at this treatment, but takes advantage of the opportunity nonetheless. He darts towards Sinistra who has his back turned and chop blocks the big man’s leg out from under him. Sinistra works his way back up to his feet. He turns to Daz and swings for the fences, trying to fend him off. Daz avoids each blow before kicking away at Sinistra’s knee. Daz spins to the backside of Sinistra and aims another kick to the calf. Sinistra suddenly seems to be fading after the force of those targeted kicks. Daz unleashes with a kick to the back of the knee and it finds its mark. Sinistra is taken to the canvas.

Craig: DOWN goes Sinistra! Those deftly executed kicks, taking Sinistra down and now this is where Daz becomes dangerous!

Sinistra lies on his back in the center of the ring, and Daz looks down at him with satisfaction. With Sinistra down, Daz goes to work like a rabid dog, grabbing the right leg of Sinistra that he’s been working on and raising it into the air. He delivers a stiff kick to the inside of Sinistra’s knee, followed by a second stiff kick to Sinistra’s hamstring muscle, and then one to the side of the same leg. With each blow, Sinistra’s discomfort appears to grow, and the Sinistra fans in the crowd begin to “oooh” nervously.

Craig: Sinistra took just a moment, a second to try and quell the rage building inside after Daz spat in his face, and “The British Rose” made sure to capitalize; first with that chop block, and now with those kicks to the leg. Daz going back to the strategy that saw him have some brief success in the early portions of this match. He needs to target those legs in order to keep Sinistra grounded. It may be the only shot he’s got.

Troy: I think you’re underestimating how much punishment Sinistra can take. I’ve called a lot of Sinistra matches in my day, Craig, and let me tell you something—nobody absorbs damage like the Sinister Assassin. But then again, I don’t know, there’s something off about Sinistra here tonight. He was in the driver’s seat and all it took was one moment, where he let up on Daz, something the old Sinistra would never have done. And the complexion of this match has completely changed.

Craig: Indeed, you have to wonder what Sinistra’s frame of mind is like here. He had no problem unleashing on Devine last week. It’s almost as though he’s going overboard in trying not to make this match with Daz personal. But at this point, what’s he got to lose?

Daz places his boot against the hip of his opponent as he holds onto the ankle. Daz suddenly snaps back to the canvas, trying to hyper-extend the leg. Sinistra literally writhes around the mat in pain, something the Sinistra faithful in the crowd perhaps never thought they’d see. They’re stunned to near silence but Daz isn’t done, as he gets back to his feet. Without letting go of the leg, he falls to the mat, dropping an elbow across Sinistra’s inner thigh. Sinistra tries to scramble forward to escape, but Daz once again maintains the grasp on that leg.

Sinistra kicks away at his opponent and is finally able to break his grip, sending Daz to the mat. Daz is quick to his feet, despite the punishment he has taken and explodes back towards Sinistra. As Sinistra sits up on the mat, Daz delivers the boot to the skull, taking him straight back down. Daz returns his attention to the legs of Sinistra, lacing his own around Sinistra’s. Daz leans over Sinistra and slaps him in the face again before snapping back, out of Sinistra’s reach. Sinistra howls in pain as Daz wrenches at the knee. Daz, with his leg still laced around Sinistra’s, gets back to a vertical base. He stands over the Sinister Assassin again. Daz this time blows a snot rocket on Sinistra, trying to provoke him further.

Craig: And again the disrespect by Daz, something we haven’t seen from him in ages. The Sinistra fans in the audience certainly aren’t appreciating this!

Indeed, a large portion of the audience has begun booing the British Rose now. Sinistra swings at Daz from his prone position but “The British Rose” is out of his grasp. Daz snaps back for a second time, doing further damage to his opponent’s knee. Sinistra has nowhere to go as he works his way back up again. Daz steps over, rolling Sinistra onto his stomach as he keeps the Sinister One’s leg trapped around his own. Daz ties up the other leg before letting himself fall forward, applying the Inverted Indian Deathlock. Sinistra’s leg has been ravaged within the past few minutes and the camera focuses in on Sinistra’s face, his expression a mixture of determination and pain. Daz pushes up off the mat with his upper body, applying yet more pressure to the knee of Sinistra. Sinistra’s expression changes from pain to fury, as Daz can now be heard yelling, ”Where’s the monster, Sinistra?! Give me the monster! Give me the beast, Sinistra!”

Troy: Goodness… Daz had better be careful what he asks for!

Sinistra appears to be fighting something more than the pain of the move, now. His face reddens, his upper body trembles and he looks as though he’s ready to explode. Instead, he reaches out and pulls himself toward the bottom rope, getting a grasp on it. The referee yells at Daz to break the hold, but Daz refuses, forcing the official to begin the five count. Daz expertly breaks at four and a half, but as Daz gets back to his feet, he gives another hard kick right to Sinistra’s leg before being dragged away by the referee.

Troy: Have Sinistra and Daz exchanged bodies tonight or something? We saw Sinistra back off before a five count before, and here we saw Daz go right to the brink of disqualification.

Craig: Daz has disrespected him at every turn, not something you’d usually see from “The British Rose”, no doubt a strategy designed specifically to provoke a reaction from the Sinister Assassin. Daz is trying to wake up whatever’s lying dormant inside of Sinistra; he’s trying to free him from this “business” that’s consumed him. I guess we’ll see if this is a wise strategy…

Sinistra gingerly pulls himself up against the ropes, but Daz instantly comes back on the offensive. He delivers another sharp kick to Sinistra’s right knee, and follows up with the whip, sending Sinistra hobbling across the ring to the opposing set of ropes. Sinistra readies himself for a second big boot, but the pain in his right leg gives him difficulty in extending it and he can’t get the kick all the way up. While Sinistra is forced to deal with the pain, Daz goes to the mat and sweeps Sinistra’s good leg out from underneath him, bringing the Sinister Assassin back to the mat.

Daz instantly goes to the leg once again, but this time he drags Sinistra by that right leg over toward the turnbuckle. Sinistra turns onto his stomach, trying to force himself away to no avail. Daz drags the Sinister Assassin groin first into the steel ring post. The ref admonishes Daz but it falls on deaf ears. “The British Rose” has Sinistra right where he wants him, trying up the legs around the post. Daz rocks back, applying an Inverted Cloverleaf around the ring post! The fans scream and jeer, but there are also cheers and shouts as Daz yells once again, ”Show me the monster, Sinistra!” The ref begins the count on the illegal hold. Daz is once again forced to break before being disqualified. Sinistra gratefully scurries away from the post, clutching at his knee which had been bent sickeningly around the steel ring post. Daz slides back into the ring after him, ready to follow up.

Troy: Daz, who knows a few things about knee injuries, is really going after that right knee of Sinistra. And you have to think, Sinistra’s going to have to about giving Daz exactly what he wants soon, or that joint could be turned to mush before the end of the night!

Craig: You notice, Daz not attempting to cover Sinistra. It’s as though Daz won’t be content until he’s broken Sinistra down, until the monster is reawakened here tonight!

Daz gives Sinistra a moment to focus on the pain; perhaps feeling as though if he lets it sink in, Sinistra will bend to his will at last. Sinistra appears to be more on edge than he’s been in this entire match so far, and as he pulls his attention away from his knee. He tries to get to his feet, but “The British Rose” takes him straight back down with the inside heel trip. He maintains control of the leg as he rolls Sinistra onto his stomach, pulling him towards the middle of the ring in the process. Before Sinistra can attempt to propel himself toward the ropes, Daz gets down to the mat again, and applies a different submission hold. This one is oddly familiar, and it’s instantly recognized by the fans in the audience. It’s a modified STF, used by Sinistra during his early days, when he was at his most fearsome…

Troy: Craig… you know what that is?! It’s the Black Death! Sinistra’s former finishing hold!

Craig: Good lord… Daz may have struck gold here. What better way to bring out the monster in Sinistra than to use one of the monster’s own moves, one that we haven’t seen him use in… I can’t even remember how long!

The fans in the audience go absolutely crazy for the move, and the intensity in the stadium crescendos. As Daz wrenches in the move, a duelling chant begins around the stadium and extends into the night sky, and the camera pans out to catch the reactions of the audience:

“BRITISH ROSE!” “SINISTRA!” “BRITISH ROSE!” SINISTRA!”

The camera focuses back in on Sinistra’s face, who clearly wasn’t expecting Daz to pull out the Black Death STF. The referee falls to the mat and begins to ask Sinistra if he’d like to give up, and for a moment Sinistra extends a trembling hand, as though he’s considering it. But then Daz’s voice is picked up once again, saying once again, “Where’s the monster Sinistra? Huh?! Is this the ‘Greater Good?’ Where are your puppet masters tonight?!”

Craig: I’ve never seen Daz in a state like this! All the frustration, all the mental anguish, the anger, pent up over the past year, being channeled to one purpose here; getting the Sinister Assassin to snap!

Troy: I think he’s finally going to get what he wants Craig, LOOK!

The audience explodes, as suddenly Sinistra’s hand that was about to tap is drawn back to his body. Daz’s latest words seem to have been the last straw. As soon as Daz says the word “puppet,” Sinistra lets out an almighty roar, places both hands on the ground and, with all the strength he possesses, rips out of the hold and pulls himself off the mat, with Daz still clinging to him! The audience noise swells, and excited yells are heard all throughout the stadium as they watch the “monster” come to life once again before their very eyes. Daz appears taken aback as he holds onto Sinistra for dear life. Sinistra reaches back, snapping Daz over his shoulder and slamming him down to the mat.

Sinistra plants his feet, beckoning Daz back to a vertical base. Daz obliges only to be sent straight back down to the mat with a Clothesline. Daz pops back up and winds up caught with a second Clothesline. Daz is on spaghetti legs as he makes his way to his feet once more. Daz staggers to his feet, clutching at his back. He instinctively turns straight into Sinistra’s path. Sinistra catches him, hoists him high into the air and holds him for one… two… three… four… five seconds, as the fans chant along, then brings him crashing down with a Sinister Spinebuster! The entire ring shakes with the force of the move, and Sinistra gets to his feet, raises a fist into the air and roars!

Troy: YES! THE BEAST IS BACK!

Sinistra looks just about ready to put the dazed Daz away and as “The British Rose” returns to a standing position, Sinistra motions for the end. He hoists Daz up onto the shoulders for the Epitaph however the fans barely even have time to react before Daz is able to slip free. He lands on his feet behind Sinistra, hooks him around the waist and rushes him towards the ropes. Daz attempts O’Connor Roll however Sinistra has it scouted, hooking his arms underneath the top rope to prevent it. Daz rolls back to the canvas alone before getting to his feet. He charges at Sinistra, looking to regain control of the matchup. Sinistra is one step ahead and moves out of the way, propelling “The British Rose” between the ropes and to the floor.

Craig: Daz is down on the outside! My goodness, business has picked up here!

The audience is in a frenzy after Daz’s crash landing. Daz lands on the floor with a nasty thwack and Sinistra is not far behind him. He takes hold of Daz by the head and guides him back to his feet. He delivers an eye watering headbutt sending Daz reeling. Sinistra beats his opponent around ringside before taking hold of his ring attire and sending “The British Rose” flying across the announce table. Daz takes out notes, bottles of water and not to mention TV monitors as he slides across it, before falling into the laps of the Spanish Announce Table. They scramble out of the way, leaving Daz to fall at the foot of their chairs. Sinistra stalks the ringside area, following the projectile that was his opponents’ path. He barks something toward the timekeeper, who pulls out a microphone and nervously hands it to the Sinister Assassin. Sinistra snatches it harshly out of his hands, and moves to stand over the writhing body of Daz…

Sinistra: You want the monster?!

The camera catches a glimpse of Daz who stares up into the lights, which in his view are blocked out by Sinistra’s bulking frame. Sinistra limps towards the table, leaning over to look down at the demolished Daz...

Sinistra: You got him… Daz.

The audience explodes for this remark, and Sinistra chucks the microphone to one side. The mic lands with a “boom,” and Sinistra instantly jerks his head back toward Daz, his hair flying into his face as he huffs and puffs in anger. As the camera zooms in on “The British Rose”, trying to pull himself up via the announcer’s table, an odd smirk passes across his face.

Craig: Oh my… for the first time, Sinistra has finally spoken Daz’s name, and now it looks like Daz has officially got what he wanted!

The smirk is soon wiped off Daz’s face as Sinistra levels him with a right hand. Daz has to use the barricades to pull himself up. Sinistra continues the assault, slamming Daz’s skull repeatedly into the table. Out of desperation, Daz swings an elbow, clocking Sinistra and allowing Daz to temporarily turn the tables, bouncing Sinistra’s head off the desk. Sinistra stands up right, unaffected by it. He smirks, unbeknown to Daz who is out on his feet. The Sinister One retreats several steps, measuring his opponent. He charges, looking for the boot once more. Daz comes to his senses and brushes it aside. Sinistra’s kick finds a different mark, in the form of the Spanish Announcer. The Announcer drops to the floor as Sinistra turns his attention back to Daz. Daz takes advantage of the miscue; hooking Sinistra and driving him face first into the Announcer’s desk once more Daz slams Sinistra repeatedly into the table before laying him out across it. Daz glances from his opponent to the ring apron, the cogs turning at the back of his mind.

Craig: Daz has got something in mind here, and maybe Sinistra bringing out the monster won’t be enough to stop this methodical offense of the British Rose!

Troy: Somebody check on Pablo over there!

The fans rise to their feet, watching with bated breath as they anticipate what Daz is about to do. He clambers up onto the ring apron and after eyeing Sinistra laid out on the table, “The British Rose” leaps into the air, kicks off the middle rope and launches himself into a high arc through the air. He rotates and prepares to come down with the Asai Moonsault to his prone opponent. Sinistra slips off the table and side steps, forcing Daz down on top of the table. There’s nothing to break Daz’s fall except the re-enforced steel frame of the announcer’s desk. He lands chest first, doing further damage to his ribs, and the Sinistra fans of the audience explode once again! The table does not break and instead topples forward, landing on top of “The British Rose”. Daz clasps at his chest, gasping for air after the unfortunate landing.

Craig: Daz may have just cost himself this match! We need some help out here!

Troy: Sinistra’s ready for him!

The ref immediately heads to the floor, backing Sinistra up as he checks on Daz’s condition. He throws up his arms, beckoning for help from the trainers backstage. Daz clutches at his chest as the medics rush out from the back in their numbers, to attend to both Daz and the Announcer. Sinistra looks on with a hungry stare in his eyes. A thirst to inflict pain and suffering, and he’s holding it back no longer. Daz is in agony, but that does not stop Sinistra from grabbing a handful of hair.

Craig: Daz’s ribs may be broken for God’s sake!

Troy: Daz brought this on himself. He poked the slipping lion, and now he has to pay the price!

Sinistra is no longer content to win this match by count out, or injury. He rolls Daz underneath the ropes and back into the ring before swiftly following. Sinistra steps through the ropes as Daz desperately attempts to get to his hands and knees. Sinistra stands over him and Daz reaches out, grabbing Sinistra by the ring gear, using it to aid him back to a vertical base. Sinistra brushes Daz’s arm aside before lifting him off his feet and driving him down across the outstretched knee with the Rib Breaker. Sinistra holds onto Daz, lifting him high into the air once more. Daz is brought down across the knee for a second time as the boo birds come out. The Daz fans are not best pleased at the dissection of their hero, but it does not deter Sinistra from delivering a third and final Rib Breaker.

Craig: Classic Sinistra offense right here, and the British Rose certainly must be in a great deal of pain. Daz is one of the most tenacious wrestlers we have ever seen in the WCSF. He keeps on fighting and has a will to win like no other. But how much can one man endure? Those ribs have been a point of attack this entire match, Daz has received shot after shot and I have doubts he’s struggling to catch his breath. The monster that is Sinistra may be back, but at a certain point, enough is enough!

Sinistra maintains his grasp on Daz, setting Daz up for the Pumphandle Slam. With malicious intent in mind, Sinistra hoists Daz up onto the shoulder and looks to drive him down into the mat. Daz escapes, slipping out behind. The Daz fans roar with approval as Sinistra turns back to face him. Out of desperation, Daz goes to the legs, trips Sinistra to the mat and attempts to apply the Great British Cloverleaf! Daz tries to turn Sinistra over and cinch in the hold, but the Sinister Assassin uses his large frame and the momentum to keep on rolling. Daz is forced to step over with him to maintain control of the legs. Sinistra slips one free and uses it to drive his boot repeatedly into Daz’s chest and skull. Daz is kicked all the way to the mat, losing his grip on Sinistra once and for all.

Troy: Sinistra, too big and strong for Daz to apply that Cloverleaf!

Daz returns to his feet, ahead of Sinistra. He winds up, looking to unleash with the Superkick to the injured patella of his opponent. Sinistra catches the leg coming in and spins Daz around on the spot. With Daz thrown off balance, Sinistra hooks him with the Front Facelock before drilling “The British Rose” head first into the canvas with the DDT. Sinistra sits up with a sinister stare in his eye. He doesn’t even think of going for the cover, instead stooping down to pull Daz back to his feet. Sinistra appears to laugh to himself, as though enjoying how the match has unfolded. Daz is hoisted up into the huge arms of his opponent before being charged into the corner buckles. The Sinister Assassin is not through there as he rushes Daz into the adjacent corner, once again driving him back first into the turnbuckle pads. Daz can mount no resistance as Sinistra makes it three out of four, rushing him into the opposing turnbuckles.

”SINISTRA! SINISTRA! SINISTRA! SINISTRA! SINISTRA!”

Craig: OOOOH and the Midnight Drive, and that’s awoken the Sinistra fans once again!! We saw Sinistra use this to great effect on Johnny Devine on Mayhem, and this has to be absolutely KILLING that midsection of Daz!

Troy: And look at the look on Sinistra’s face, we haven’t seen this expression since he returned to the WCSF!

The camera focuses in on Sinistra’s face, which is contorted into an expression of the deepest loathing. Is it for Daz, or for Sinistra himself? It’s hard to say. But the Sinister Assassin maintains his grip on his foe.

The display of strength does not go unnoticed by the Sinistra fans who are cheering wildly for this extended Midnight Drive sequence. Sinistra prepares to complete the set, parading Daz around the ring. Before he can deliver the move, Daz thrusts his elbow into the side of Sinistra’s skull. The Daz fans cheer at “The British Rose’s” sign of life and Daz feeds off their energy, delivering elbow after elbow. Sinistra is knocked silly and Daz is able to slip free from Sinistra’s grip. He lands on his feet and staggers away from the big man, grasping at his back as he does. Sinistra shakes off the cobwebs and immediately rushes at Daz, winding up for a Clothesline. Daz sees it coming and ducks down underneath, hooking the arm in the process. He manoeuvres into position, trapping Sinistra with the Inverted Facelock. Sinistra is dropped down across the knee with the Inverted Backbreaker. This quiets his fans, but brings out the voices of the Daz fans once more.

Craig: Sinistra went to the well once too often with the Midnight Drive and now Daz looking for the Welcome to Dazmania, but does he have the strength in that back and those ribs to lift Sinistra up for the elbow?

With Sinistra resting against his knee, Daz takes a breath, ready to lift Sinistra into position. Daz grasps at his back as he prepares to try and pull Sinistra up. He can’t quite manage it. He lets Sinistra fall back across the knee before collecting himself and trying again. This time Daz releases the Inverted Facelock and uses both hands to push Sinistra back into a standing position. He quickly applies the Half Nelson and the fans are on their feet, waiting with baited breath to see if Daz, injured back and all, can take the big man over with the Suplex.

Troy: No way, no way on earth is Daz going to be able to Half Nelson Suplex the monster!

Daz digs in and tries to lift Sinistra off his feet however his ribs are simply too injured to take his opponent over. Sinsitra is able to prevent it all together, charging forward as Daz struggles to cling onto the hold. The Sinister Assassin drops down, leaving Daz to get hung up throat first across the top rope. Daz stumbles back after being Clotheslined by the rope and Sinistra prepares to capitalize. He eyes his target before swinging for the Big Boot once again. This time Daz catches the boot and trips Sinistra to the canvas. The fans roar with approval as he tries to turn Sinistra into the Great British Cloverleaf. Sinistra is able to escape, this time drawing in his legs, and powering Daz back.

Daz hits the buckles with force, and immediately drops to his knees. Sinistra favours his leg as he returns to his feet and heads towards “The British Rose”, throwing him into the buckles once more. Sinistra places his foot on the middle rope and after steadying himself, steps up into the mounted position. Sinistra towers over Daz and begins firing away with right hands, the fans counting along with each and every one. Each punch grows harder… and harder… and harder, and the fans grow louder and louder…

”ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NI--”

He reaches eight when Daz says enough is enough. He hooks Sinistra and in a tremendous show of power, walks him out of the corner. Daz drops Sinistra down across the knee with the Shinbreaker. He follows up with the Dragonscrew Leg Whip, taking Sinistra down to the mat. Daz holds onto the legs, ready to apply the Cloverleaf. Before doing so, he unleashes with a series of repeated stomps to the chest and head of his opponent. Sinistra is stunned and can’t prevent Daz from this time, positioning the legs and turning him over into the Cloverleaf!

Craig: He’s had to work for it, but Sinistra now, caught by the Great British Cloverleaf! Think of the men Daz has made tap out to this hold; Mike Maverick, Johnny Devine, Mark Thomas, Alex Morgan, Andrew Logan, Max Gamble, Danny Vegas, the list goes on. Will he add Sinistra here at Revolution?!

Troy: Sinistra’s never tapped out in his life, Craig. If Daz would actually manage to make SINISTRA tap at Revolution… goodness, you’d have to add that right to the top of his long list of accolades!

Sinistra pushes up off the canvas, his face contorted into a look of pure anguish. He reaches for the ropes as Daz positions the knee against the back. He screams “Tap!” and “Ask him!” at the referee, desperate to force the monster to submit. Sinistra refuses to do so, propelling himself, and not to mention Daz, towards the ropes. As Sinistra stretches out his arm, fingertips grazing the ropes, Daz removes his knee from the back and steps over into a more traditional Cloverleaf. He walks Sinistra straight back to the middle of the ring, to the delight of every Daz fan in the building. They chant “BRI-TISH ROSE!” at the top of their lungs as Daz continues to torment Sinistra with the hold.

Craig: Sinistra thought he was about to escape the Cloverleaf, but Daz isn’t about to let it happen! He wants to punish the monster here, he wants to embarrass him. And most of all, he wants to send a message to Sinistra’s benefactors that he will not be toiled with! Let’s GO Daz!

The dueling chant of the audience continues once again, as the intensity continues to ramp up. Sinistra howls out in pain…

”LET’S GO DAZ!” “SINISTRA!” “LET’S GO DAZ!” “SINISTRA!”

Sinistra has a steely gaze in his eyes as he turns his body, one way, then the other, trying to force his way out of Daz’s hold. Daz keeps the Cloverleaf firmly applied, hardly about to let Sinistra escape again. Sinistra now attempts to use his power, forcing his legs down, trying to break them loose from Daz’s clutches. Daz holds on and pulls the huge limbs of Sinistra back into place, much to Sinistra’s frustration. Sinistra has nowhere to go.

Troy: No! COME ON Sinistra, don’t give in! Dammit, your redemption hangs in the balance! You can’t tap out!

Sinistra reaches out towards the ropes with one hand, masking his face from view with the other. There’s desperation in his eyes. His hand hovers inches from the mat as he contemplates tapping. Instead, Sinistra pushes up off the canvas, full of resolve and in a last ditch effort, propels himself forward. Daz continues to wrench the legs of Sinistra, leaning back as far as possible to get the full effect. The Sinister Assassin is able to endure the pain being inflicted upon him and lunges towards the edge of the ring, grabbing the bottom rope. Daz is forced to break the hold to the delight bringing the Sinistra fans to their feet.

Troy: You want to talk about WILL?! You can talk up Daz all you want, and how he never gives up, but what about this right here, by Sinistra tonight!

Craig: I think Sinistra realizes, monster or no monster, he’s in a fight here! And both men are feeling its full effects!

Daz drops to his knees after failing to force the submission. He takes his time pulling himself to his a vertical base, exhausted by the match thus far. He measures Sinistra who uses the ropes for aid. Sinistra can barely put weight on his injured knee as he turns back towards the centre of the ring. Daz runs to the adjacent ropes and rebounds in Sinistra’s direction. He launches himself at the Sinister Assassin but at the last second, Sinistra moves out of the way. Daz collides head first with the referee and both hit the deck.

Daz shakes his head from the mat, trying to shake away the fog setting it in. The ref is out like a light and does not move an inch. Sinistra leans into the ropes, supporting his weight for the moment. He prepares to take advantage of the situation, dropping to the mat before rolling out to the floor. Sinistra has evil intentions in mind as he lifts the ring skirt, retrieving the Steel Chain he put to use several weeks ago on Mayhem. He runs the steel chain through his fingers, and a smile spreads across his face, as though being reintroduced to an old friend.

Craig: Have you ever seen a more sadistic look on a human being’s face Troy? This is the same man, who was so concerned about not making this personal. But bringing out the chain, this is as personal as it gets!

Troy: Daz wanted it, he’s about to get it here. The monster is back, and he wants to take Daz out once and for all! Finish the job, Sinistra! This is who you were born to be!!

Sinistra returns to the ring, wrapping the chain around his enclosed fist. He’s hell bent on using the chain to cave in Daz’s skull. Daz pulls himself to a vertical base, staggering unsteadily on his feet after the head on collision with the official. Sinistra is coiled and ready, swinging for the knockout shot. Daz is a sitting duck. At the last second, Daz ducks to avoid the chained fist of his opponent. Sinistra whips around to face “The British Rose” and suffers a Step Up Enzuigiri out of nowhere, and the Daz fans explode!

Craig: WHAT A KICK!

Sinistra is rocked but does not go down. Daz is quick back to his feet, following up with the Jawbreaker. Sinistra teeters but refuses to fall. Daz capitalizes on Sinistra’s stunned state, delivering the boot to the gut. Sinistra is doubled over and “The British Rose” swiftly butterflies both arms. The fans are rabid now as they realize what’s coming. Daz drives Sinistra head first into the mat with the Dazaster Driver, leaving the big man spread eagled in the centre of the ring. Daz crawls into the cover, hooking the huge leg of his opponent.

Craig: DAZASTER DRIVER!

Troy: But there’s no referee Craig!

The fans count the pin fall for Daz; ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

A new referee rushes towards ringside, sliding in underneath the ropes. Instead of immediately making the count, he takes a moment to check on the condition of the fallen official. The fans boo and Daz screams at the ref to make the count. Finally the official turns his attention to Daz and Sinistra, checking the shoulders before counting the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Sinistra kicks out!

Daz can’t believe it! He sits up in the mat, holding his head in his hands. He questions what he has to do to put Sinistra down for the count before turning his attention to the chain. Daz crawls towards it, taking the chain himself. “The British Rose” gets to his feet, holding it aloft, as if asking the fans if he should use it. The Daz fans cheer loudly, wanting to see Sinistra get no less than he deserves. Daz stares contemplatively at the chain, unsure of what he should do.

Craig: Use it Daz! Put the Sinister Assassin away!

Troy: After the year he’s had, his character being questioned at every turn, losing the respect of his peers and the doubts about everything he’s ever stood for ... I’m not sure he can Craig.

The referee waves his arm, telling Daz not to do it. Daz’s eyes are locked solely on the steel chain as he dithers. He comes to a decision, walking towards the edge of the ring and depositing the chain to the floor. An audible boo is heard, the fans clearly wanting to see him put it to use. “The British Rose” pays no heed to them and turns back to the ring. He walks right into a Sinistra Inverted Atomic Drop. Daz is stunned and finds himself lifted onto the shoulders of his opponent.

Troy: Epitaph coming!

Daz is able to slither free once more. He lands on his feet and as Sinistra turns to face him, Daz connects with a Superkick to the patella. The Sinister Assassin falls to his knees and Daz calls for the end, slapping the mat with both hands, executing his signature throat slash motion and pointing towards his adversary. Daz lets loose with a Roundhouse, aimed directly at Sinistra’s skull. Sinistra is able to duck and Daz is spun around on the spot. Sinistra springs to life, delivering the boot to the mid-section and setting Daz up for the Powerbomb. He dumps Daz overhead, letting “The British Rose” fall chest first across the top rope. The whiplash effect sends Daz back into the ring, and finally to the canvas. Daz is laid out and Sinistra staggers towards him before making the cover.

Craig: Nightfall! Daz has been able to escape the Epitaph several times throughout this match, but he couldn’t avoid that. It could be over!

ONE!

TWO!

Daz’s shoulder rolls off the canvas!

Craig: DAZ KICKS OUT!

Troy: NO WAY!

The audience buzzes loudly, particularly the Daz fans, who begin the “BRITISH ROSE!” chant once again. Sinistra crawls away from Daz’s body, pulling at his hair in distress, trying to determine his next move. The new referee moves over toward Sinistra, and suddenly shoots him a meaningful glance… Sinistra stares into his eyes for a long time without saying anything, and then gives a deep breath. Once again, we see the facial expression of the Sinistra who searched his soul in the locker room mirror, and not the monster. A man who is tired… drained… troubled…

Craig: What’s going on here? Why isn’t Sinistra doing anything? What is the referee doing?

Sinistra finally turns away from the referee, who continues to look at him curiously, and turns his attention back to Daz. He drags the British Rose to his feet, but something in the moment of staring at the referee has taken the bite out of him. Daz quickly pushes himself away from Sinistra and hobbles backwards, nearly doubled over in pain at his midsection. He runs toward the Sinister Assassin, prepared to hit him with a forearm smash, but Sinistra suddenly snaps back to attention, catches his opponent by the neck and tosses him back-first into the corner!

Troy: Alright, here we go!!

The audience roars as Sinistra once again bursts into a full-out assault on Daz’s ribs. Showing perhaps his most relentless side yet, he unloads with jabs straight to the rib cage, and the audience crescendos as each punch comes in harder than the one before. But Daz isn’t about to give in. He seems to know that he’s in dire straits, and with one desperate lunge he manages to dive underneath Sinistra’s blows. The Sinister Assassin tries to spin around quickly to catch his foe, but his injured knee buckles as he pivots, and suddenly he’s a sitting duck! The Daz fans in the audience explode as the British Rose takes advantage of his opening—the former World Champion gives another hard kick right to Sinistra’s knee, and Sinistra bends over in pain… suddenly the entire stadium bursts into a frenzy again, as Daz gives his throat slash and sets up for another Dazaster Driver!

Troy: No way!!

Craig: Daz going for the Dazaster Driver once more, and if he hits this, it’s all over! COME ON DAZ!

Daz prepares to execute the deadly move, but at the last minute, Sinistra is able to push Daz away, quieting the crowd. Daz bounces back-first against the cables, but uses the momentum of the rebound to sprint directly back toward Sinistra and launch into a crossbody! The move connects, and Sinistra is pinned shoulder first to the mat… but then there’s yet another explosion of cheers as Sinistra rolls through the move, still holding Daz in his arms! He plants his good leg firmly on the ground and uses it to hoist himself back to his feet, with Daz helplessly in his clutches and the audience in a frenzy!

Troy: SINISTRA COUNTERS! My God, the strength!!

Craig: NO! GET OUT OF THERE DAZ!

But Sinistra will not be denied. Flashbulbs pop all across the arena as with one almighty surge of effort, Sinistra raises Daz from crossbody position into Fireman’s Carry position! Amidst the flashing lights of cameras going off and the earth-shaking roar of the crowd, Daz flies off Sinistra’s shoulders in a cyclone and lands on the mat with a sickening *THUD*! The audience responds accordingly to the legendary finishing maneuver:

”OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Troy: EPITAPH!

Craig: NO! Come on Daz, kick out of this!

The referee instantly slides into the picture, as Sinistra goes to the mat gingerly, still favoring his injured knee. After a few moments, the clearly exhausted Sinister Assassin finally manages to hook a leg, and the audience counts out loud along with the referee:

ONE!

TWO!

But suddenly, Daz manages to get a leg on the bottom rope! The Daz fans in the audience cheer loudly for this, and the referee looks up. The camera focuses in on the referee, who clearly spots Daz’s leg on the bottom rope.

Craig: Thank heavens, I thought—

But then the referee looks back down…

THREE!

Craig: WHAT?!

The referee springs to his feet and immediately calls for the bell, and suddenly there’s an explosion of boos from the audience.

*DING DING DING*

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner… SINISTRA!

Craig: WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL HAS JUST HAPPENED?! DAZ HAD HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE! THE DAMN REFEREE SAW IT!

Troy: Wow… I’m speechless, Craig! And look at Sinistra!

“Piece of Pie” blares over the stadium soundsystem once again. The referee helps Sinistra to his feet and raises his arm into the air, once again giving the Sinister Assassin a meaningful glance. Sinistra, however, looks absolutely sickened. He pulls his arm away, and instantly exits the ring in disgust.

Craig: Oh, don’t pretend like you didn’t know about this, you son of a bitch! Ever since that new referee came into the match, things were completely off! This was a damned SETUP, a complete and utter SCREW JOB, and Sinistra took part in it!

Troy: You really think so, Craig? You honestly think that Sinistra wanted any part of this?! Look at his reaction! Look at how he felt before the match started! Maybe he knew this was going to happen, but he certainly doesn’t seem to be pleased about it.

Craig: If he knew, then dammit, he should have done something! This is an absolute damned disgrace, and whoever Sinistra’s bosses are have reserved a special place in hell for themselves tonight! We had an absolute classic going all evening in this match, and then this?!

The audience is in a state of pandemonium, and now it’s clear that the fans aren’t pleased with what’s just happened. The boos continue to persist, but who they’re direct at… Sinistra, the referee, the so-called puppet master… it’s unclear. Sinistra stomps up the ramp, his eyes fixated on the ground ahead of him, and quickly disappears behind the curtain.

Troy: Exactly one year ago at Revolution V, Sinistra lost to Bale even though his foot was on the bottom ropes. We saw how much that affected him in the aftermath of that match. Who would have thought that tonight, Sinistra would win in the exact way that he got gypped last year… and Craig, I have a feeling will be remembering this one for a long time, for better or for worse.

The camera focuses in on a shot of Daz finally beginning to come to, his face a mixture of shock and murderous rage, and the image fades out.

Match by reyflyinfury619 and Daz

[Daz]

The running theme here, is I'm awesome.

[HFX]

Daz and myself have written some darn good stuff together. Dazs characters and Omega just have this chemistry.

[Daz]

Daz and myself have written some darn good stuff together. Dazs characters and Omega just have this chemistry.

We do. Loved all of our singles matches, and our ST vs. T.C clashes.

[Hanley!]

It's not so tough.

Battlefield final and Revolution V ... am I right?!

In hindsight, though I thought the Revolution feud was gold, I think I probably preferred the Battlefield match to the Revolution one. Hard to say after this long though.

I could also mention Maverick vs Flynn at Meltdown, or Maverick vs Frazier at Supernova in the Dome of Doom, but none of these examples will help me in knocking you two down a peg.

I'd post Maverick/Devine if I had access to the damn thing.

[Daz]

It's not so tough.

Battlefield final and Revolution V ... am I right?!

In hindsight, though I thought the Revolution feud was gold, I think I probably preferred the Battlefield match to the Revolution one. Hard to say after this long though.

I could also mention Maverick vs Flynn at Meltdown, or Maverick vs Frazier at Supernova in the Dome of Doom, but none of these examples will help me in knocking you two down a peg.

I'd post Maverick/Devine if I had access to the damn thing.

I too prefer the Battlefield match. Was probably more action packed and just had the built in story of Daz quite literally being on his last legs, and the Ex run in at the end. I think the Revolution match suffered from being a foregone conclusion. There was just no way after the year he'd had, Daz was gonna lose.

I forgot how much we did with the Revolution feud though. The stuff with Dan Morrison, the Wednesday Night Warzone standoff, the Tag Match with Team Catwalk. Forgot we also did Daz & Mebah vs. Devine & Maverick which is pretty insane.

[Tom]

And here was me thinking that the best match that involved one of your characters was one you didn't even write in:

Spoiler:

”Fabulous” Freddy Flynn vs. Johnny Devine - Career vs. Charisma Match

Ring Announcer: The following is singles match and it is scheduled for one fall!

“Godfather Waltz” blasts through the arena and Johnny Devine appears from the curtain, accompanied by Charisma.

Ring Announcer: Introducing first … now residing from New York City …. Being accompanied by Charisma …. Weighing in at 241 pounds …. He is JOHNNYYYYYYY DEVINE!

Huge boos blast across the arena as Devine walks down the ramp with Charisma, who is still looking uncomfortable due to the fact that Devine was willing to sacrifice her in the match.

Rick: Here is the man who has been given the golden opportunity to do something that many have tried to do in the past and that is end the career of Freddy Flynn. Can he do it Ty?

Tyson: You can never count Devine out of anything my friend …. Especially when he has a member of the family to back him up!

Rick: From the looks of things Ty … It doesn’t seem like Charisma is too happy accompanying her man to the ring tonight …. We saw last week how she was extremely shocked at the fact that Johnny Devine was willing sacrifice her in tonight’s match.

As Devine approaches the ring, he orders Charisma to walk up the steel steps first and hold the middle rope down for him, in which Charisma obliges to. Devine then steps into the ring before getting onto the ropes and taunting the a few of the fans that are close by. He then orders Charisma to take his cloak off him before awaiting for his opponent to arrive. As “Godfather Waltz” dies down, huge “Freddy” chants are heard blasting throughout the arena.

Rick: Listen to the atmosphere ….

Suddenly “Paradise City” by Guns ‘N Roses blasts throughout the arena and a rainbow coloured lights begin to flash all over the arena. Freddy Flynn then appears from the curtain to a tremendous ovation from the fans.

Ring Announcer: Introducing second …. From Denver, Colorado … weighing in at 239 pounds …. He is “FABULOUS” FREDDYYYYYYY FLYNNNN!

Flynn begins to walk down the ramp at a slower pace than usual as a glittering pyro goes off at the side. Flynn keeps his eyes locked on Devine as he walks down the ramp.

Rick: Freddy Flynn knows what is at stake here …. If he wins tonight, he gets Charisma …. If he loses, his career comes to an end!

Tyson: And even though I am not the biggest fan of Freddy Flynn … I can tell you that he is looking focused tonight!

Flynn steps into the ring before walking over to the turnbuckle and climbing up it, posing as he does so. Flynn then performs a back flip off the top rope before walking towards the opposite corner and posing again. Flynn leaps off the turnbuckle before taking his vest off and handing it to the referee. The flashy veteran intensely gazes at Devine before looking in Charisma’s direction and telling her that he will save her from Devine’s clutches. “Paradise City” then fades off into the background as the referee gives a briefing to both men.

Rick: The referee doesn’t want to see any foul play and is letting both men know about it!

The referee signals for the bell and the match to begin:

DING!
DING!
DING!

Both men begin to circle the ring towards one another before walking towards one another and tying up in the centre. Devine manages to get into control and quickly grabs Flynn in a side headlock. As Devine quickly attempts to wrench it in on Flynn even more, the veteran manages to drag The Mafia member towards the ropes before bouncing him off them. Flynn waits for Devine to return but “The Gambler” returns quicker than expected and manages to hit him with a hard shoulder block, knocking the veteran onto the mat. Devine then quickly grabs the legs of Flynn before attempting to lock in his signature submission, the sharpshooter, but the veteran uses his flashiness and quickness to roll backwards and slide to the outside. The referee begins to count Flynn out as the “Fabulous” one takes a quick glance at Charisma, who responds by looking at him with a heartfelt look on her face.

Rick: Charisma seems to be showing some emotion towards Flynn here Ty!

Tyson: Maybe she is Ricky Boy … But I don’t think JD cares …. His main aim seems to be focused on ending the career of Freddy Flynn, that alone is highlighted by the fact that he was willing to put her on the line!

Flynn gets back into the ring and both men begin to circle the ring for the second time. Once again, Devine manages to get into control by quickly grabbing Flynn in a side headlock and wrenching it in. Flynn once again responds by dragging Devine towards the ropes and bouncing him off them. Flynn waits for Devine to return before leap frogging over him. Devine immediately stalls before turning around, only to be met with an arm drag by Flynn. Devine quickly gets back onto his feet before dashing towards Flynn again, with the veteran once again responding by delivering another arm drag, this time locking in an armlock on The Mafia member. Devine quickly gets into a sitting position and begins to wriggle around, attempting to break Flynn’s armlock. Eventually he manages to get onto one knee before rolling forward. Both men quickly get back onto their feet, with Devine being quicker and attempting to deliver a hip toss to Flynn. However, Flynn manages to block it before hitting The Mafia member with a left hand in the sternum area and using Devine’s arm as a leverage to perform a backward flip in the air before delivering a back suplex to his devious opponent. Flynn wastes no time and quickly makes the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

A look of frustration is shown on Charisma’s face on the outside of the ring before both men quickly get back on their feet, with Devine managing to get into control by delivering a scoop slam to Flynn. However, Flynn uses his veteran, unorthodox style to his advantage and raises his two feet in the air before booting The Mafia member in the face and knocking him onto the mat. Flynn then gets back onto his feet, with Devine getting onto them at the same time, and the veteran manages to deliver another arm drag to Devine before locking in an armlock for the second time in the match.

Rick: Flynn is using his experience to his advantage here …. He knows Devine is a guy who will attempt to adapt to his opponents style and he is not letting him adapt to it thus far!

Flynn continues to wrench away at the arm as Devine screams in pain, wriggling around trying to break out of the hold. As Devine gets closer to breaking out of the hold, Flynn sits on him and attempts to lock in the “Fabulous Full Nelson”.

Rick: He is going for a quick finish here Ty … He is looking to lock it in!

Flynn attempts to lock in the full nelson as Devine fights away and wriggles around, attempting to get out of the situation. Just before Flynn can lock it in, Devine manages to roll out of the way and towards the corner, where he uses the ropes as a leverage to get back on his feet.

Tyson: That was a close call there … Great counter and instinctive manoeuvring by JD!

Flynn wastes no time and quickly walks over towards Devine in the corner. The veteran then begins to deliver hard chops to the chest of The Mafia member, with chants of “Wooooooo” being chanted for every chop that connects. Flynn then attempts to irish whip Devine into the opposite corner but The Mafia member manages to reverse it and send Flynn towards the corner instead, with Devine quickly following right behind the veteran. However, as Flynn reaches corner, he manages to use the ropes as a leverage to leap into the air and leap over a coming Devine before turning around and rolling him up for the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Flynn quickly gets back onto his feet as Devine gets onto one knee. The veteran lifts Devine up before grabbing his wrist and twisting around, locking in a wristlock. Flynn begins to wrench the lock in even more, glancing at the fans with a smile on his face as he does so. Devine begins to scream in pain as Flynn wrenches it even further. Flynn then begins to lash the wrist down, causing Devine to fall on the mat as Flynn drags him back onto his feet, keeping the wristlock locked in. Flynn then lashes his wrist down once again, forcing Devine once again to fall on the mat and scream further in agony as the veteran keeps the hold locked in. Flynn then drags Devine back onto his feet before keeping the hold locked in and stepping back a few steps towards the corner. Flynn then begins to climb the ropes. Keeping the hold locked in before beginning to walk along the ropes. However, somehow Devine manages to find the strength to pull Flynn off of the ropes and back towards the ring, causing Flynn’s face to collide with the mat.

Tyson: Great counter by JD …. That will add a few more wrinkles to Flynn’s head!

Devine holds his right arm for a few moments before dragging Flynn back onto his feet and into the corner. The Mafia member then delivers a hard elbow to the head of Flynn, with the camera focusing in on a dazed Flynn as the elbow connects with his head. Devine then steps back once again before driving yet another elbow into the head of the veteran. A look of concern is shown on Charisma’s face as Devine draws his elbow back once more and drives it into Flynn’s skull for the third time. Devine glances at Flynn for a moment before irish whipping him with force towards the opposite corner, causing Flynn to bounce off the turnbuckle and be smashed in the face with a right hand by a running Devine.

Tyson: Haha, Flynn may have a touch of the old alzheimer’s after that one!

Devine looks over at Charisma and shouts out to her that he is doing this for her before bouncing off the ropes and hitting Flynn with a high elevated knee drop to the head. Devine then covers Flynn for his first pinfall attempt of the match:

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Two…
Kickout!

Devine glances at the referee with a sadistic look on his face before sliding out of the ring, grabbing Flynn’s head as he does so and hanging it under the bottom rope. Devine then takes a few steps back before dashing towards Flynn and delivering a hard elbow to his head before taunting the fans, who respond by booing the hated Mafia member. Devine then takes a few more steps back before delivering another hard elbow to the forehead of the veteran. Devine takes the time to walk over towards Charisma and tell her that “This is for you”, much to the dismay of Charisma who has a confused and conflicted look on her face.

Rick: Charisma is not liking what she is seeing … She doesnt’t want the career of Freddy Flynn to end and it seemingly looks like she doesnt’t want to be with Devine after he put her on the line on Rampage last week!

Devine then walks back over towards Flynn before dragging him to the outside and towards the steel steps. Devine then attempts to drive Flynn’s head into the steps but the veteran manages to block the shot before driving Devine’s head into them, much to the delight of the fans who begin to cheer. Flynn gives Devine no time to recover and drives “The Gambler’s” head into the steal steps for the second time, with the camera panning in on the smile on Charisma’s face. The momentum of the shot forces Devine around towards the opposite side of the ring as Flynn follows him around before stepping onto the apron. Flynn then waits for Devine to turn around before leaping off the apron and hitting The Mafia member with a missile dropkick to the face, causing Devine to fall onto the mat.

Rick: Fantastic aerial move by Freddy Flynn there …. And it paid off!

Flynn gets back on his feet and begins to showboat with the fans, tagging the ones nearest to him as the fans chant his name across the arena. He then proceeds to lift Devine back onto his feet before sliding him back into the ring for the cover:

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Two…
Kickout!

Flynn wastes no time and goes straight back to working on the right arm of Devine, getting up onto his feet and levelling The Mafia member with a hard side kick to the arm. The thud of the shot echoes throughout the arena as Flynn draws back his leg once more and delivers another side kick to the right arm of Devine, with Devine responding by moving towards the corner, holding his right arm in fierce pain. Flynn quickly moves towards his opponent before delivering more hard stomps to Devine’s right shoulder in the corner, with each one hitting at a faster and harder pace as they connect. The referee begins to count to five as Flynn ferociously continues to stomp fastly at the shoulder of Devine, with the veteran stopping at the three count.

Flynn lifts Devine onto a vertical base before wrapping his right arm around the top rope, putting more pressure on it. The referee begins to count for the disqualification, with Flynn once again releasing at the three count. Flynn continues his offence by delivering a hard, veteran like chop before irish whipping Devine into the corner. The “Fabulous One” quickly follows, running towards Devine and delivering a huge jumping double knee to him in the corner, one connecting with Devine’s head and the other connecting with his right arm.

Rick: WOW …. Great athleticism by Flynn!

The veteran then grabs the head of Devine before delivering a running bulldog to The Mafia member. Flynn then covers Devine, holding “The Gambler’s” right arm as he does so:

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Two…
Kickout!

Tyson: Great resilience shown by Devine there Ty …. Somehow managing to get his damaged arm up off the mat to kick out!

Rick: Flynn is really taking it to his younger opponent thus far!

Flynn begins to pummel away with fierce rights and lefts to a laid out Devine’s right arm before locking in a hammerlock whilst Devine continues to lie on his chest. While Flynn has the hold locked in, he leaps into the air before driving his knee into the shoulder of Devine, with The Mafia member screaming in agony as he connects. Flynn repeats the process once more, driving his knee into the shoulder of Devine, before releasing the hammerlock and beginning to hit Devine with more fierce knees into the shoulder. Flynn then attempts to lift Devine onto a vertical base. However, as he is doing so, Devine somehow manages to bring his arm forward towards Flynn and poke him in the eye without the referee noticing, causing Flynn to stagger back holding his eye.

Tyson: Haha … Vintage Devine there!

Rick: I cant believe the referee didn’t notice that!

Devine gets back onto his feet and delivers a hard clothesline with his left arm to the veteran. Devine then shakes his right arm around a little before walking towards Flynn, who is using the ropes to recuperate and get back onto a vertical base. As Flynn lays chest first on the middle rope, Devine wastes no time and begins to drill his knee into the back of the veteran superstar. The referee begins to count, with Devine releasing after the four count. A look of concern is highlighted even further on Charisma’s face as Devine chases the referee angrily around the ring due to the fact that he was being counted out. Devine then turns around before dragging Flynn up off his knees and irish whipping him towards the opposite ropes. The Mafia member waits for Flynn to bounce off the far ropes before dashing towards him and hitting the veteran with a high knee to the face. Devine once again shakes off his right arm once again before dropping onto the mat and making the cover:

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Two…
Kickout!

Devine argues with the referee slightly, claiming he counted slow before lifting Flynn back onto a vertical base. The Mafia member hits Flynn with a hard uppercut to the head, causing Flynn to fall back onto the middle rope in a daze. Devine shrugs off his injury once again before lifting Flynn back up and hitting him with yet another uppercut, forcing Flynn to fall onto his knees in a daze. The Mafia member quickly looks to gain on his offence and attempts to lift Flynn for a suplex. However, Devine’s right arm suddenly gives away and he is forced to drop Flynn over the ropes and onto the apron. The Mafia member heads towards the opposite side of the ring, holding his arm in agony. Meanwhile, Flynn recuperates on the apron, using the top rope as a leverage to keep him on his feet. Devine turns around and begins to walk towards Flynn before attempting to grab him by the hair. However, Flynn uses his veteran experience and manages to grab Devine’s right arm before dropping off the apron, causing The Mafia member’s arm to bounce fiercely off the top rope.

Rick: Great veteran instinct shown by Freddy Flynn there to grab Devine’s right arm and hang it on the top rope!

Flynn gasps on the mat for a few moments, still feeling dazed and goggled after the uppercuts he received earlier, before dragging Devine onto the apron and getting up onto it himself. The veteran superstar then lifts Devine up onto his feet. Flynn continues his offence on the apron, connecting with a big right hand on Devine. He then attempts to hit Devine with another one but “The Gambler” somehow manages to block it with his left arm before delivering a hard kick to the sternum area of Flynn. The Mafia member then holds his right arm for a mere two seconds before grabbing his opponent in a front headlock using his left arm and delivering a hard DDT to Flynn, with Devine landing on his feet on the outside as Flynn’s head plants into the corner of the apron. Flynn lays on the apron unconscious as the thud of the move echoes through the reaction of amazement from the fans.

Rick: What a move by Devine …. That could be the killer blow there …. Did you hear Flynn’s head collide with the corner of the mat?

Tyson: Yes I did and I believe we can certainly say adios to the career of one “Fabulous” Freddy Flynn …. And probably to that new nose that he got fixed a few years ago as well!

Charisma is shown with her hands covering her mouth in shock as she analyses both men on the outside of the ring, paying particular attention to see if Flynn moves. However, as Devine shakes off his injury a little, a motionless Flynn falls off the apron and to the outside of the ring. The ruthless Mafia leader quickly attempts to lift Flynn onto his feet, struggling to do it as quickly as he would like to due to the injury of his right arm. After a few moments, Devine manages to get Flynn onto a vertical base before slowly sliding him into the ring. The Mafia member quickly follows before covering Flynn in an attempt to end the match and his career:

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Kickout!

Tyson: How did Flynn kick out of that one???

Devine is shown with an amazed look on his face as the camera focuses in on blood trekking down from Flynn’s nose. The Mafia member wastes no time and immediately sits on Flynn before pummeling the dazed veteran with hard left hands to the head. The referee begins to count Devine out as he continues to unleash the shots at a fast pace, with ruthless superstar stopping at the four count.

Tyson: Flynn made the biggest mistake of his career not laying down for the three there … Now Devine is gonna do to Flynn what he said he was gonna do to him on Rampage!

Devine waits for a few moments before unleashing a fierce stomp to the forehead of Flynn. The Mafia member continues his offense and unleashes another stomp straight to the forehead of the veteran before lifting him onto a vertical base. Devine then proceeds to hit Flynn with a fierce right hand, forcing the veteran to stumble back and fall onto the middle rope. “The Gambler” quickly takes time to nurse his damaged arm as he walks towards his opponent before lifting him onto a vertical base and irish whipping him towards the opposite ropes. Devine waits anxiously for Flynn to return before leaping in the air and nailing him with a high-elevated spinning elbow smash on the return. The Mafia member then makes yet another cover:

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Kickout!

The force of Flynn’s kickout causes the veteran to leap into the air and stagger into the corner, with Devine quickly following. The Mafia member gains on his offense, continuing to focus on the head of Flynn by driving his left elbow straight into his forehead. The ruthless Mafia member continues his aggressive approach by driving yet another elbow straight into the forehead of Flynn. He then takes time to irish whipping the veteran towards the adjacent corner before nursing his arm further due to the pressure that whipping Flynn to the to the corner caused. He then dashes towards Flynn in the corner before lifting his right foot in the air and attempting to deliver a big boot to Flynn in the corner. However, somehow Flynn manages to stagger out of the way and Devine’s foot gets caught over the top rope. Devine screams in pain as the ropes continue to put more pressure on his right leg as Charisma is shown with a conflicted expression on her face.

Rick: Great movement and awareness shown by Freddy Flynn there to get out of the way of that shot!

Flynn collapses onto the mat due to the beating he has received over the last few moments of the match as Devine struggles to unhook his right boot from over the top rope due to the stress of his arm injury. A couple of seconds later, The Mafia member manages to unhook his leg from over the top rope before turning around and walking towards his motionless challenger. He then attempts to lift Flynn onto his feet but the veteran senses it and quickly rolls Devine up with a small package:

Rick: He’s rolled him up!

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Thr…
Kickout!

Both men quickly leap back onto their feet before dashing towards one another, with Devine somehow beating Flynn to the punch and knocking him down with an axe handle smash. Devine then takes the time to nurse his shoulder following the collision it had with Flynn’s head.

Tyson: Great clothesline by Devine!

The Mafia member lifts Flynn back onto a vertical base before delivering a snapmare to him, putting the veteran on a sitting position. He continues his offense by driving his knee three times into the back of Flynn before locking in a fierce headlock on him. The Mafia member begins to wrench the head of Flynn even further as Flynn begins to swing his arms around in a dazed state.

Tyson: Haha, it seems like Devine is going to put Flynn to bed and put his career there along with it!

Flynn’s arms eventually stop flapping and the veteran begins to lay there in a state of unconsciousness, much to the worry of the fans. The referee then gets onto one knee and raises the right arm of Flynn as Devine releases some of the pressure he is enforcing on Flynn due to his injured arm. The referee lets go of Flynn’s arm and it immediately falls down and hits the canvas. The referee quickly signals that was the first of three counts before raising Flynn’s right arm into the air for the second time, with Flynn’s arm dropping straight to the mat once again.

Tyson: That’s two!

The referee signals to the ring announcer that Flynn’s arm dropped a second time as huge “Freddy” chants are heard blasting throughout the arena. He then raises Flynn’s arm for the third and last time before releasing it and looking in shock as the veteran’s arm stays in the air, much to the delight of the fans and the anger of Devine.

Rick: He’s still in it Ty …

Flynn begins to fight his way up, flapping his two arms in the air and using the adrenaline he is being filled with through the reactions to get onto one knee as Devine tries desperately to keep the hold locked in. Flynn then manages to get onto one foot, as he waves his arms around to signal that he is still in this contest and still awake before forcing himself onto a vertical base. The blood is shown trekking down from his nose onto Devine’s arm as Devine quickly releases the hold and begins to club Flynn in the back in hopes of continuing his offence. The Mafia member then begins to hit Flynn with fierce lefts to the head before irish whipping him against the ropes. Devine waits for Flynn to return but the flashy veteran returns quicker than expected and manages to hit him with a flying forearm to the head, knocking Devine onto the mat. “The Gambler” quickly bounces back up and attempts to walk towards a dazed Flynn, with the “Fabulous One” responding by delivering a right hand to Devine, knocking him down once again. Devine gets back up once again before Flynn begins to pummel him with more right hands directly to the head, forcing his opponent towards the ropes before bouncing him off them. The veteran waits for Devine to return before spinning around and delivering a spinning heel kick to the head of The Mafia member.

Rick: Great spinning heel kick … That may knock out of a few teeth!

Flynn then lies for a moment, hoping to regain some energy back before crawling quickly towards his opponent and making the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Flynn looks up at the referee for a moment before glancing over at Charisma, who is still looking conflicted. The flashy veteran then picks Devine up onto a vertical base and lifts him up in a suplex position before dropping him on his head, delivering the brainbuster. Flynn then signals that he is going up on top in an tempt to finish things off.

Rick: It may be time Ty … We may be seeing a “Fabulous Flight”

Flynn staggers out onto the apron before climbing slowly onto the top turnbuckle in order to gain stamina. As he steps onto the middle rope, he glances over at Charisma who begins to urge him to go up and finish it off.

Tyson: Why the hell is she siding with Flynn?

Rick: Would you blame her after the way she has been treated by Johnny Devine … I’m surprised that she still seems conflicted about this situation!

Flynn climbs onto the top rope, still in a daze due to the beating his head has received at the hands of the ruthless Mafia member. Flynn then signals that he is going to hit his finisher “The Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: Here it comes…

As soon as Flynn has finished his top rope pose, Johnny Devine manages to quickly leap onto his feet before dashing towards the turnbuckle and running up the bottom and middle ropes. He then quickly grabs Flynn and delivers a holding overhead belly to belly suplex to him off the top rope,

Rick: OH MY GOD!

Flynn’s back is heard thumping off the mat as Devine falls down in a seemingly unconscious state whilst “Holy S**t” chants blast throughout the arena.

Tyson: I cant believe what I have just witnessed … If that is not the end of Freddy Flynn’s career then I don’t know how it will end … What athleticism shown by JD!

The referee is shown attending to Freddy Flynn, checking to see if he is OK as Charisma is shown with her hands at her mouth once again, in a state of shock and worry. The referee then begins to count both men out of the match.

Rick: God Ty … Listen to this crowd!

Huge “Holy S**t” chants continue to blast throughout the arena as the referee counts both men out for the third second.

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6….


Johnny Devine is then shown moving on the mat as he turns around towards Flynn and sees him, lying motionless. The Mafia member then begins to crawl slowly towards Flynn, grasping his right arm as he tries desperately to get to Flynn and make the cover that could potentially end a career.

Tyson: Come on JD … All you need to do is cover him and we can say goodbye to Freddy Flynn!

As Tyson makes this statement, Devine manages to drag himself a little bit further and drapes his left arm over Flynn for the cover:

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Two…
Thr…

But somehow Flynn manages to get his right shoulder up off the mat to kick out!

Tyson: How the hell did he do that?

Devine is shown with his arm still draped over Flynn as the fans chants for the “Fabulous” one get even louder.

Rick: Listen to these fans Ty … they are urging Freddy Flynn on …. They don’t want this to be the end of what has been a Fabulous career!

Charisma is shown smashing the ring mat with her right hand as the chants for Freddy Flynn get even louder. Devine is then shown showing some consciousness and the chants begin to die down as he gets onto one knee, lifting Flynn up with him. The Mafia member then drags Flynn onto a vertical base and hits him with a tiresome uppercut, causing Flynn to fall back onto one knee. Devine drags Flynn back onto his feet again before delivering a second uppercut straight to the forehead of Flynn, knocking him back onto one knee. “The Gambler” quickly lifts Flynn back onto a vertical base for the third consecutive time over the last minute or so before attempting another uppercut. However, this time Flynn manages to dodge the shot, causing Devine to spin around, before quickly underhooking The Mafia members two arms and sliding onto the mat, forcing Devine’s shoulders on the mat in the process and successfully performing a backslide pinning attempt.

Rick: Flynn has a pinfall attempt!

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Thr…

But Devine just manages to push himself out of the position to break up the pinfall attempt.

Rick: God Ty, Freddy Flynn was a whisker away from winning Charisma’s services and keeping his career intact!

Both men begin to crawl back onto their feet, with Devine retreating into the corner to gain some strength. As soon as Flynn gets back onto his feet, he walks over towards Devine and begins to hit him with more hard chops to the chest of The Mafia member, with a huge gash developing on his chest. Flynn continues his offense by dragging Devine out of the corner before delivering a scoop slam to him. The flashy veteran then glances at Devine for a moment before running towards the ropes and springboarding off the middle one, turning around in mid air and hitting Devine with a leg drop. Flynn quickly covers Devine:

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Two…
Kickout!

Flynn once again goes to work on Devine’s right arm, dragging it towards the ropes before placing it on the bottom rope. The flashy veteran then takes time to use the ropes as a leverage to leap in the air before dropping down in a sitting position onto the arm. The Mafia member begins to yell in pain, rolling around the mat holding his arm whilst the flashy veteran grabs his arm again and placing it on the bottom rope. Flynn proceeds to repeat the process again, using the ropes as a leverage to jump into the air before sitting down on Devine’s right arm. “The Gambler” once again begins to roll around the ring, holding his right arm in fierce pain as Flynn slowly follows.

Rick: The punishment that Freddy Flynn has put on that right arm has been deadly Ty …. It puts JD under serious pressure if he wants to finish Flynn with the “Real Deal”!

Flynn lifts Devine onto a vertical base before proceeding to hit him with more hard chops to the chest, making the gash even more noticeable. The “Fabulous One” then irish whips Devine towards the opposite ropes and waits anxiously for him to return. However, The Mafia member somehow finds the strength to return and leap over his opponent, grabbing him by the waste in the process and looking to perform a sunset flip roll up. However, he struggles to take the veteran down as his right arm continues to bother him and Flynn quickly sits on Devine before hooking his two legs for a cover of his own.

Rick: Great counter by Flynn!

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Thr…

But Devine just manages to push himself up and kickout at the last moment.

Rick: God Ty, another near fall!

Both men quickly leap onto their feet and Devine quickly looks to hit Flynn with a right hand. However, his flashy opponent manages to duck the shot causing “The Gambler” to swing around. Flynn then grabs Devine in a back waistlock before performing a german suplex to him. The “Fabulous One” keeps a hold of Devine’s waist and he pulls him back onto a vertical base before performing another german suplex to him.

Rick: And another one … He is really looking to punish him Ty!

Flynn keeps a hold of Devine’s waist once again before dragging him onto a vertical base and getting set to deliver a third one. However, Devine manages to block the attempt before quickly rolling Flynn up with a victory roll in hopes of getting the victory:

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Thr…

Tyson: He’s gonna get it!

But Flynn just manages to push himself out of the attempt before the three. Both men once again get straight back onto their feet and dash towards one another, with Flynn’s quickness prevailing as he manages to get behind Devine and successfully deliver a third german suplex to him.

Rick: And there is the trifecta Ty… God Flynn’s career was very nearly close to ending there!

Flynn takes another glance at Charisma, who has a shocked look on her face as she looks on at the action, before signaling for the second time in the match that he is gonna hit the “Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: He is signaling for it Ty … Could the end finally be near?

Flynn staggers through the middle rope and onto the apron before beginning his quest to climb onto the top rope. Huge “Freddy Flynn” chants are heard blasting throughout the arena as he continues to climb onto the top rope.

Rick: Listen to these fans Ty … they are urging Freddy Flynn to get on top and finally finish this one off!

Flynn reaches the top rope before posing once more to signal that he is looking to hit the “Fabulous Flight”. The fans then erupt to a maximum and get onto their feet as Flynn leaps off, looking to drive his elbow straight into the chest of “The Gambler”. However, as Flynn is a mere millimeter away from connecting, the ruthless Mafia member manages to roll out of the way and Flynn’s elbow crashes with the ringmat.

Rick: Devine got out of the way!

Tyson: Great show of courage by Devine to move out of the way … He is really testing the veteran tonight at what has been a fantastic pay per view thus far!

The referee begins to survey the carnage as the fans continue to stand on their feet, hoping that it wasn’t the last time they witnessed Freddy Flynn attempting his signature finisher. The referee then begins to count both men out as Charisma continues to look on in amazement as to what Flynn is putting himself through just to get her services.

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After the third count, the fans begin to count along with the referee.

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6….

At the sixth count, Devine begins to show signs of consciousness as he begins to turn himself slowly around and crawl slowly towards his motionless opponent.

Rick: JD is crawling slowly towards Flynn…

Devine continues to crawl towards his opponent before making one last ditch move forward and managing to get his body over Flynn:

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Thr…

But Flynn just manages to get his shoulder up before the three count.

Rick: HE KICKED OUT!

Tyson: How the hell did he do that?

Rick: Freddy Flynn is showing a tremendous amount of resilience in this match Ty … He doesn’t want his career to come to an end … and neither do these fans!

Devine slams his left hand off the mat before sliding under the bottom rope and pulling his dazed and battered opponent by his feet towards the apron, The Mafia member then pulls Flynn to the outside of the ring before grabbing him by the waist and slamming his back straight into the side of the ring. Flynn yells in pain as Devine takes a moment to hold his right arm and shake off a few cobwebs. “The Gambler” quickly proceeds to repeat the same process, grabbing Flynn by the waist and slamming his back into the side of the ring again. The veteran falls onto one knee, clutching his back as Devine slides back into the ring to break up the referees count. The Mafia member then lifts Flynn onto a vertical base before hitting him with a hard heatbutt, causing the “Fabulous One” to stagger towards the ring announcers desk. Devine continues his offense, grabbing Flynn by the waist before driving his back into the ring announcers desk. Flynn falls onto his knees clutching his back once again as Devine looks around and aggressively tells Charisma a nearby Charisma to get out of the way. Charisma responds to his commands as Devine turns back around to continue his offense on Flynn.

Rick: I cannot believe the disrespect Johnny Devine has just shown to Charisma Ty … What sort of man treats a woman like that?

Tyson: Give him a break will you …. He told her to get out of the way for her own benefit!

Devine slides back into the ring to break the referees count before sliding back out and lifting his opponent onto a vertical base. The Mafia member then proceeds to drag Flynn away from the announcers desk before grabbing him by his right arm and irish whipping him towards the steel steps. Flynn’s back hits the steps hard as the fans nearby are shown with worried expressions on their faces. Devine takes the time to swing his damaged arm around a little as he walks towards Flynn before lifting him back onto his feet. The Mafia member then slides Flynn back into the ring before following him and making a quick cover:

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Thr…

But Flynn manages to get his foot onto the ropes before the referee can plant his hand onto the mat for the third time.

Rick: Flynn kicks out again!

The Mafia member takes a quick glance at the referee before lifting Flynn onto a vertical base and dragging him into the corner. Devine begins to take shots at Flynn, hitting him with hard knees in the sternum area before lifting his boot and beginning to choke out Flynn with it. The referee begins to count as Devine continues to choke Flynn out, with The Mafia member stopping after the third count. The referee begins to lecture Devine, telling him to stop using dirty tactics, with “The Gambler” ignoring everything the official has to say. Devine then proceeds to drag Flynn along the ropes before irish whipping him against them, waiting for his opponent to return and delivering a snap powerslam to him. He then goes for the cover:

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Thr…

But Flynn kicks out just before the three, much to the dismay of Devine who once again thumps the mat in frustration before yelling in the veteran’s face “When are you going to quit old timer, do you not know what I am capable of doing to you?” The Mafia member then takes the time to get onto a vertical base before spitting in the face of his opponent.

Rick: Oh My God Ty …. I cant believe what I have just seen … how disrespectful? What an a**hole this guy really is!

The fans in the arena begin to boo ferociously as Devine makes his way onto the apron before walking towards the turnbuckle and beginning to climb onto the top rope. Devine continues to climb onto the top rope before reaching it and beginning to taunt Freddy Flynn, waiting for the flashy veteran to get back onto a vertical base. Devine begins to pull off a few Flynn poses on the turnbuckle as Flynn begins to show signs of consciousness and manages to get himself back onto one knee. Devine continues to wait anxiously as Flynn slowly gets onto one foot. The flashy veteran then gets onto two feet before turning around, with Devine quickly leaping off and attempting to hit his prey with a flying clothesline from the top rope However, the “Fabulous One” senses the move coming and manages to grab Devine’s right arm in mid air before taking him down with a quick armbar and locking in an armbar submission hold on The Mafia members injured arm.

Rick: Flynn has an armbar submission locked in …. And Devine has nowhere to go!

Devine begins to scream in pain as Flynn pulls Devine’s right arm back even further as the fans are heard in the background in an overwhelming amount of excitement.

Tyson: How is he gonna get out of this one Rick …. Devine’s arm cannot be capable of much more!

Rick: Flynn is pulling Devine’s arm back as hard as he can … He is doing everything to save Charisma from the clutches of his opponent and his career at the same time!

Devine is shown screaming in pain, trying to drag himself away from the middle of the ring. However, the overwhelming amount of pressure that Flynn is putting on the arm prevents him from doing so.

Rick: Devine is in no position to move Ty …. Flynn has him trapped and in the centre of the ring as well!

Devine continues to scream in fierce agony as the referee constantly asks Devine whether he wants to give up or not, with The Mafia member painfully saying that he doesn’t want to. Flynn’s face turns even more red and filled with anger as he pulls Devine’s arm back even further, with the fans still looking on, shouting in anticipation in the belief that Devine is about to quit.

Tyson: His shoulder is gonna snap Rick ….

Rick: These fans are just waiting for Devine to tap out and for Flynn to win!

As Flynn continues to pull “The Gambler’s” arm back as far as he can, The Mafia member lets out a huge roar before pressing his left hand on the mat and forcing himself somewhat to raise himself off the mat, with Flynn quickly leaping onto him, keeping the armbar locked in as he lays on The Mafia members back. Devine immediately falls back onto the mat.

Rick: How Devine is still in this I don’t know … Flynn is doing everything to exert as much pressure on Devine as possible!

Flynn continues to pull away at Devine’s arm before the ruthless Mafia member lets out another big yell before using his left hand to force himself back off the mat once more, this time dragging Flynn up with him.

Tyson: He is lifting him up on his back Rick … How the hell is he doing that?

Flynn continues to pull away at Devine’s right arm as The Mafia member somehow manages to get onto onto one knee, with Flynn still keeping a hold of and stretching away at Devine’s arm with the armbar. Devine then manages to get onto his second knee as the fans look on in shock, as does Charisma from the outside.

Rick: How is Devine finding the strength to do this?

Devine is shown getting onto two feet as the crowd react in full force in amazement as Flynn does his best to hold onto Devine’s arm as well to keep the armbar locked in as well as hold onto his shoulders to prevent him falling. The Mafia member then somehow manages to hoist Flynn further onto both shoulders, forcing Flynn to break the armbar before dropping sideways and delivering his finisher the “Devine Valley Driver” to him.

Tyson: HOLY S**T!

The fans erupt in amazement at what they have just witnessed as both men lay motionless in the ring.

Rick: I cannot believe what I have just witnessed …

Tyson: I will tell you what you have just witnessed Ricky Boy … You have just witnessed an unbelievable showing of strength as well as resilience by Johnny Devine …. And you may have just witnessed the last moments of Freddy Flynn’s career as well!

Huge “This is awesome” chants are heard blasting throughout the arena as both men continue to lie motionless in the center of the ring. Charisma is shown with an extremely worried look on her face as the atmosphere in the arena reaches a maximum, with the fans in a shock of belief over what has happened over the last few moments. Suddenly, Devine is shown moving, raising his left arm in the air before glancing around and noticing Flynn lying motionless in the center of the ring.

Tyson: All he has to do is drape his arm over Flynn is this one is over … Cover him!

Devine manages to turn himself around before dragging himself a few centimetres further towards Flynn before draping his left arm over him for the cover:

One… (fans shout out)
Two… (fans shout out)
Three. (fans shout out)

FLYNN GETS HIS RIGHT SHOULDER UP!

Rick: FLYNN KICKED OUT …. HIS CAREER IS STILL INTACT!

The fans in the arena enter a frenzy as Flynn kicks out, belting out “Freddy Flynn”, as Charisma is shown with a big smile on her face on the outside.

Tyson: How did Flynn kick out of the Devine Valley Driver ….

Rick: I don’t know Ty but what I can tell you is that this has been one hell of a match …. Both men are fighting this one out like it is for the world title, that’s how much is at stake here!

Devine begins to show signs of more movement as he manages to crawl towards the ropes before using them as a leverage to get back on his feet. Devine lays back on the top rope to keep him on his feet as he attempts to gain some much-needed stamina, glancing at Charisma in a huge daze as he does so. The ruthless Mafia member then looks to gain more offence by staggering towards Flynn and grabbing his feet, getting ready to lock in the sharpshooter.

Tyson: Knowing the damage that Flynn’s back and his old noggin has received in this match, there is no way he will be able to break out of this one!

Devine attempts to hook his leg in between Flynn’s legs but the flashy veteran shows signs of a fight, wriggling around and throwing kicks in Devine’s direction in desperation. As Devine is about to turn Flynn around and lock in the hold completely, Flynn manages to unhook one of his legs from Devine’s right arm before pushing it forward and Devine with it, causing The Mafia member to fall through the middle ropes in the corner and hit his right shoulder off the ring post.

Rick: WOW … What a counter by Freddy Flynn!

The fans cheer hugely as Devine lies in the corner with his shoulder leaning on the ring post, screaming in agony after the collision his arm just had with the ring post.

Tyson: How much more can his arm take!

Flynn manages to get back on his feet as Devine staggers out of the corner and turns around towards the flashy veteran. Flynn quickly sees Devine coming and delivers a hard kick to the sternum before placing his opponents head in between his legs and lifting him up for a piledriver, successfully delivering the move. Flynn lays on the mat for a few moments, jaded due to the effort he has put into the match as a whole. Flynn then manages to crawl towards Devine and quickly make the cover:

One… (fans shout out)
Two… (fans shout out)
Three. (fans shout out)

DEVINE GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Rick: WOW … HOW CLOSE WAS THAT!

Tyson: I am sweating just watching this match …. This has been unbelievable!

Flynn manages to crawl towards the ropes before using them as a leverage to get back onto his feet. He then glances at Charisma, who responds with a smile, as Flynn lets everybody know that he is going to go up to the top rope to attempt his finisher the “Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: He is signaling for it Ty …. Could it be third time lucky?

Flynn steps out onto the apron before beginning his quest to climb to the top rope and finally perform a “Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: You can feel the adrenaline pumping around in Flynn’s body from over here!

As Flynn just gets onto the top rope, Devine begins to show signs of movement and quickly crawls towards the referee and pushing him, causing the referee to hit the ropes and Flynn to fall in-between the top turnbuckle

Tyson: HAHA WHAT A FANTASTIC MOVE!


Devine gets onto a vertical base, only to be confronted by the referee who begins to lecture him for pushing him. The Mafia member throws his two arms in the air, pleading his innocence as the referee continues to lecture him.

Rick: He is pleading his innocence Ty …. Does he think this referee is stupid?

Tyson: I don’t know if he thinks the referee is stupid but I do know that Johnny Devine is one smart individual!

As Devine continues to plead his innocence, the referee gives up and turns around to check if Flynn is OK. However, as he walks towards the “Fabulous One”, Devine runs up behind him and clubs him in the back, knocking the referee down onto the mat.

Rick: WHAT THE HELL???

Devine begins to stomp away at the referee’s back, forcing him to roll to the outside of the ring, as the fans in the arena boo The Mafia member to a maximum. “The Gambler” then stops his assault on the referee before glancing towards the audience with a sadistic smile on his face.

Rick: WHY THE HELL HAS HE NOT DISQUALIFIED DEVINE?

Tyson: Why don’t you ask him Rick …. When he wakes up!!!!

Devine sadistic smile then turns to one of anger as he glances towards Flynn, who is still sitting on the turnbuckle in fierce pain. The Mafia member walks over towards the turnbuckle Flynn is on before beginning to climb up it, hitting Flynn with fierce left hands as he makes his way up. Devine then hooks Flynn in position for a superplex off the top rope.

Rick: God Ty …. Flynn has already fallen high off that top rope twice tonight, I don’t think his back could take anymore of it!

As Devine attempts to deliver the move, Flynn somehow manages to block the attempt. Devine releases Flynn from the position before hitting him with two hard left hand to the head. The Mafia member then hooks him in position for the superplex again before attempting to deliver the move. However, Flynn manages to block the attempt for the second consecutive time before hitting Devine with a few right hands to the sternum, forcing The Mafia member to release the superplex hold. The Flashy veteran then hits Devine with faster paced right hands to the head, with The Mafia member staggering on the top turnbuckle. The “Fabulous One” delivers one more hard right hand and Devine falls back into the ring, much to the delight of the fans who erupt with cheers. Huge “Fly Flynn” chants begin to blast throughout the arena as the flashy veteran gazes around the arena with a dazed look on his face. He then takes a glimpse at Charisma, who is urging him to perform the “Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: GO ON FLYNN …. THIS IS YOUR CHANCE!

Flynn balances himself onto the top rope before looking at Devine, who is lying in a perfect position in the ring. The flashy veteran then flies off the top rope and drives his elbow into the chest of Devine, hitting his trademark “Fabulous Flight” on the fourth time he went for it.

Rick: HE HIT IT …. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS COVER HIM …. COVER HIM FREDDY!

Flynn manages to drag himself on top of Devine before hooking his leg for the cover. The fans begin to chant the count:

ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
FOUR…
FIVE…

Rick: THIS ONE WOULD BE OVER ONLY THAT DAMN DEVINE KNOCKED DOWN THE REFEREE …. THIS IS A DISGRACE!

Flynn gets back onto a vertical base before walking towards the ropes and glancing out towards the outside of the ring, noticing the referee lying unconscious. The flashy veteran begins to scream at the referee, hoping to get his attention as a familiar face is shown running down the ramp with a steel chair in his hand. Huge jeers begin to utter throughout the arena.

Rick: What the hell does Nick Foster want … And he has a steel chair in his hand!

Foster immediately slides into the ring and waits anxiously for Flynn to turn around.

Rick: Look behind you Freddy!

After failing to get a response, Flynn turns back around, with Foster wasting no time and immediately dashing towards Flynn, smashing him in the head with the steel chair.

Tyson: HAHA …. CHEERIO FLYNNY BOY!

Foster throws the chair onto the mat before approaching Devine and dragging him towards Flynn. Foster then throws him on top of the flashy veteran before dashing to the outside and attempting to wake up the referee.

Rick: I cannot believe this …. This is a tragedy!

Foster manages to get the waken the referee up before helping him onto his feet and sliding him into the ring. The referee starts to crawl further towards the side of the ring in which Devine is covering Flynn as the fans in the arena are heard booing and jeering throughout the arena. The dazed referee is then heard counting a slow pinfall:

ONE…

TWO…

Rick: NOT THIS WAY!

THRE.

FLYNN GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Rick: HE KICKED OUT …. FLYNN IS STILL FIGHTING!

The referee falls onto the mat with tiresome as Devine is shown laying on the mat, agitated due to the fact that Flynn kicked out. Meanwhile, Nick Foster is shown on the outside looking in shock as Charisma is shown clapping, relieved that Flynn kicked out.

Rick: Devine cannot believe it Ty …. Look at the expression on his face!

Devine manages to crawl towards the ropes before using them to help him get back onto a vertical base. The Mafia member then looks over at the referee, who is showing even further signs of consciousness, and staggers over towards him. “The Gambler” then drops a huge elbow drop onto the referees back, knocking him unconscious again before getting back onto his feet to a tremendous amount of boos from the fans.

Rick: I cannot believe this man is getting away with this … how has he not been disqualified Ty?

Devine proceeds to walk towards the centre of the ring, where he picks up the steel chair that Foster introduced into the match before drawing it back and waiting for his opponent to get back onto a vertical base.

Tyson: I wouldn’t get up if I was you Freddy!

Flynn begins to crawl towards the ropes before using them as a leverage to get help him back onto one knee. The fans are heard in the background yelling for Flynn to watch out behind him as Devine draws back the steel chair even further, with a sadistic expression developing on his face as he does so. Flynn then gets back onto his feet as the fans are heard yelling out at the veteran, attempting to warn the dazed superstar what is in store for him. Flynn holds onto the top rope for a moment before turning around, with a crazed Devine dashing towards him straight away and moving the chair fiercely in the direction of Flynn’s head. However, the “Fabulous One” manages to duck the shot by falling onto the mat, causing the chair to bounce off the top rope and reflex back into Devine’s face.

Rick: YES!

Devine staggers back in a serious daze as a shocked Foster slides back into the ring and runs towards a half standing Flynn, attempting to blind side him. The flashy veteran sees Foster coming with the corner of his eye though and manages to pull the ropes down, causing Foster to fly over them much to the delight of the fans who enter a frenzy.

Tyson: NOOO!

Flynn wastes no time and immediately walks up towards Devine, who has fell onto his knees before locking in a full nelson. Flynn then proceeds to sit on Devine’s back keeping the full nelson locked in and thus locking in his finisher; the “Fabulous Full Nelson”.

Rick: HE HAS IT LOCKED IN TY …. AND IN THE CENTRE OF THE RING AS WELL!

The fans cheers reach a maximum as Flynn wrenches the submission hold in further with Devine yelling in fierce agony and pain.

Tyson: Devine’s arm must be killing him!

Devine is heard uttering that he quits, with the fans still standing on their feet waiting anxiously for the bell to ring.

Rick: DEVINE GAVE UP … DEVINE GAVE UP!

However, the bell cannot be heard ringing through the reactions of the fans.

Tyson: But the referee is down … Nobody is there to call it Ricky Boy!

Rick: This is not right … This match should be over!

Devine continues to yell in agony, noticeably uttering that he wants out of the match before out of nowhere…

Rick: WHAT THE HELL!

Charisma blasts Freddy Flynn straight across the forehead with the steel chair, as the fans anticipative and positive reactions turn to ones of shock and disbelief. Charisma is shown with a sadistic smile on her face, staring straight into the face on the unconscious Freddy Flynn as boos begin to blast throughout the arena.

Tyson: Johnny Devine you genius!

Rick: It was a set up all along …. Charisma never had any desire to align with Freddy Flynn ... I cannot believe what I am witnessing!

Devine glances up in a daze at Charisma and winks at her before crawling towards Flynn and covering him. Another referee appears from the curtain and begins to dash down the ramp towards the ring.

Rick: And talk about timing as well …. Somebody has to stop this!

Tyson: Well it will be over in the next five seconds my friend … and so will Flynn’s career!

The referee slides into the ring and immediately begins to count the pinfall:

ONE…

TWO…

Rick: NOT THIS WAY!

THREE.

FLYNN GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Rick: OH MY GOD …. FLYNN’S STILL IN IT!

The fans cheer once again to a maximum, with chants of “Freddy Flynn” nearly blowing the roof off the building.

Tyson: Why wont this guy stay down?

Devine is shown with an unbelievably shocked face as he glances over at Charisma and Nick Foster on the outside, who also cannot believe that Flynn kicked out.

Rick: Freddy Flynn is determined to keep fighting and keep his career going …. He is refusing to give up!

The Mafia member gets onto his feet and angrily confronts the referee in a state of disbelief. He kicks the bottom rope with frustration before angrily walking back towards Flynn and aggressively lifting him onto his feet. The Mafia member then hoists Flynn onto his shoulders and falls sideways, planting Flynn down with the “Devine Valley Driver” for the second time in the match.

Rick: NO!

The fans reactions die down as Devine covers Flynn yet again, this time hooking the leg:

ONE…

TWO…

THREE….

DING, DING, DING

Rick: FREDDY FLYNN’S CAREER IS OVER!

“Godfather Waltz” begins to blast through the speakers as Johnny Devine lays on the mat, holding his right arm in fierce pain. Charisma and Nick Foster then enter the ring as the ring announcer begins to speak:

Ring Announcer: Here is your winner …. JOHNNYYYYYYYY DEVINE!

Charisma and Foster attend to Devine as the fans boo extremely heavily as his name is mentioned.

Tyson: You’ve gotta hand it to him buddy …. On this night Johnny Devine came prepared and in the end it paid off!

Rick: He came prepared alright …. He broke every single rule in the book and now Freddy Flynn’s career is over because of it …. It’s a tragedy Ty …. A Tragedy!

Tyson: Quit your whining will you!

Charisma and Foster lift Devine back onto his feet as the camera focuses in on a motionless Flynn. When The Mafia member gets back onto his feet, he takes a quick look at the downed veteran before sadistically laughing.

Rick: I cannot believe that this man is showing no emotion towards Freddy Flynn …. He doesn’t seem to care that he ended Freddy Flynn’s career or the manner in which he did it!

Devine is shown sliding out of the ring before walking up the ramp with Charisma and Foster, grasping his right arm as he is doing so. Devine then stops at the top of the ramp before turning around. Charisma then proceeds to raise Devine’s arm into the air as Foster claps in approval, much to the disliking of the fans who are jeering as loudly as they can. The Mafia then leave through the curtain as the camera focuses back towards Freddy Flynn, who is showing signs of movement.

Match Written by thomasgoff

[Tom]

@Hanley! Here is Devine vs Maverick:

Spoiler:

Announcer: The following is a #1 contenders match for the WCSF Heavyweight Championship!

A huge cheer rises up from the crowd ahead of one of the biggest match ups of the evening. There is an electricity in the air as the fans anticipate the entrance of two of the more infamous stars in WCSF history. They don't have to wait long. An impressive display of golden fireworks shoot up from either side of the entrance ramp as the opening riff of "We Die Young" blares across the arena speakers.

"Scary's on the wall!
Scary's on his way!"

The fans in Miami are on their feet to welcome the reckless youth, Mike Maverick. He appears on the top of the ramp and pauses for a moment to take in the cheers of the thousands-strong crowd. He smirks to himself as he begins to stride down to the ring.

Craig: Mike Maverick has never received a response like this before!

Troy: We're getting ready for the battle of the "bad guys"! Maverick and Devine are arguably the two most hated men in this company's history. But when it comes to Maverick's quest to destroy the American turncoat, you have to believe that he'll have complete support from this American crowd.

The Degenerate can just barely be heard yelling at some front row fans to clear some space, before he leaps on top of the ramp and runs along it. He slaps the hands of some of the front row fans as he does so, before finally jumping back off of it and sliding into the ring. He quickly runs across the ring and ascends the turnbuckle, posing in front of the thousands of Miami fans.

"And we die young!
Faster we run!"

As soon as the heavy music dies down, Maverick is all business. He jumps back down from the turnbuckle and stares impatiently up towards the entrance ramp, while pacing back and forth, waiting for Devine. It seems to take longer than usual, but finally "Godfather Waltz" begins to play, only to be promptly drowned out by the overwhelming boos of the live audience.

Craig: Here comes the former Mafia leader, the former WCSF champion, the former General Manager and the man who will fight Desmond Frazier for the WCSF Championship at Meltdown! These fans need to show him more respect.

Troy: How very optimistic of you, Craig. Maverick has waited for long enough to try and get his hands on Devine. He's going to make the most of the opportunity.

Devine walks down the ramp, doing his best to conceal any nerves. He barely seems to notice the audience around him as he slowly makes his way towards the ring. He climbs up the ring steps and the referee quickly gets between the two competitors. This turns out to be a smart move as Maverick seems like he wants to rip Devine's head off. The crowd are buzzing with excitement as both men gaze at each other, their eyes locking for what will be their first ever encounter.

"MAVERICK ... MAVERICK ... MAVERICK"

Devine begins to look around the arena, realising that there is not a person in the arena who wants to see him walk out of this “Icon vs Icon” match as the number one contender for the WCSF Championship.

Troy: This is the complete opposite of Devine versus Daz at Annihilation, when everybody wanted him to walk out world champion! There is nobody in this stadium that wants Johnny Devine to walk out the #1 contender for that same title tonight!

Craig: I DO!

Both men continue to stare at each other, with Maverick barely able to contain his desire to get the match started. The excited fans seem to share his impatience. The ring announcer begins to make the official introductions.

Announcer: Introducing first, from Seattle, Washington. He weighed in this morning at 204 lbs. He is a Triple Crown Champion. He is "THE DEGENERATE" MIKE MAAAAAAAAAAAAVERICK!!!

Without taking his eyes off his opponent, Maverick simply raises one arm in the air, raising a huge cheer from the live audience.

Announcer: And his opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada. He weighed in this morning at 241 lbs. He is one of the most decorated champions in WCSF history. He is "THE GAMBLER" JOHNNY DEEEEEEEVINE!!!

Devine doesn't show any sign that he acknowledges the roar of disapproval that rains down from the fans in the arena. Maverick looks on from the adjacent side of the ring, pulling at the ropes as the referee finally signals for the bell.

Troy: HERE WE GO!

DING! DING! DING!

The crowds anticipation increases even more as both begin to circle the ring, not taking their eyes off of one another. Suddenly the crowd erupt in a chant:

”END HIS CAREER .. END HIS CAREER .. END HIS CAREER”

The clapping is heard from the audience as Devine glances around the arena. The camera pans in on his face as he gulps, nervous at the reaction and the idea of facing a man who has ended the careers of so many men who have been put in front of him. Mike Maverick doesn’t want the fans to stop though, as he “fist pumps” along with the chants, mocking Devine for when he did something similar a few weeks ago.

”END HIS CAREER … END HIS CAREER ... END HIS CAREER”

Devine tries to show that the chants are not effecting him, directing a smile towards Maverick and shouting at him “You won’t end my career”. Maverick chooses not to react, just smiling at Devine, keeping the former Mafia boss questioning whether he will do anything dastardly to end his career. Both men then continue to circle the ring before walking towards each other, ready to lock up.

Troy: I am pumped for this!

Both men look set to lock up when suddenly a paranoid Devine steps backwards, walking in the direction of the referee. The crowd begin to boo as Devine begins to speak to the referee, ordering him to check Maverick’s attire to see if he is hiding anything. Maverick looks towards both sides of the crowd, a smile on his face, as he is realises that Devine just doesn’t want to be in the ring with him.

”Chicken S**t … Chicken S**t … Chicken S**t”

Craig: Great awareness by Devine here; he knows Maverick will try any trick in the book to defeat him tonight, and end his career! He needs to keep himself safe!

Troy: More like he just doesn’t want to be here! For weeks he has avoided any kind of contact with Maverick. It seems as if he doesn’t even want to face him in this match tonight!

The referee walks over to Maverick and checks his tights and boots for any possible foreign objects that Devine seems to think he has somewhere in his attire. Meanwhile, the crowd continue to show their dissatisfaction at Devine’s devious attempt to prevent the match from starting, “Chicken S**t” chants blasting from all four corners of the stadium. Their chants are soon silenced though as they notice Devine sneaking behind Maverick as the referee continues to search and question the Degenerate.

Troy: Turn around Mike!

Devine suddenly dashes towards Maverick, looking to deliver a high running knee to his back. However, the “Live Fast, Die Young” superstar manages to move out of the way, bringing the referee with him to prevent him getting knocked down as well. The former Mafia member then turns around, only to see that Maverick has drawn his fist back, ready to throw it in his direction. "The Gambler" isn’t willing to gamble though as he quickly falls onto his backside before sliding out of the ring, away from Maverick’s presence. A smile is demonstrated on Maverick’s face as he once again watches Devine run away from a possible physical confrontation with him.

Devine begins to pace up and down on the outside of the ring, keeping his eyes firmly locked on Maverick as he does so. The reckless superstar gazes at his adversary from the ring before pointing at him and shouting towards the crowd “Do you want me to end his career?”. The crowd respond with a resounding “YAY” as Devine begins to rub his face, thinking of what Maverick could possibly do to him tonight. The former Mafia member then shouts at the referee, demanding that he keep Maverick away from him while he tries to get back into the ring. The Degenerate opts to step back as Devine slides back into the ring again and gets straight back onto a vertical base. Both men then begin to circle it once again, each trying to scout each other’s next move.

Troy: It is time for these two to finally lock horns!

Devine and Maverick continue to circle the ring, with Maverick seemingly more keen to engage in combat as he moves closer towards his adversary. The Gambler remains hesitant though as he begins to walk backwards towards the nearest corner, the smile embraced on Maverick’s becoming even more evident as he realises that Devine is cornered. The crowd also realise this, their voices becoming louder as Maverick approaches Devine slowly. The Degenerate then pounces at his opponent, looking to hit him with a right hand. However, Devine is quick to react sliding himself against the ropes and removing himself from the danger zone before Maverick can connect with it. As opposed to trying to capitalise on Maverick missing the shot though, Devine dashes to the opposite side of the ring, getting himself as far away as possible from the man whom he has been dodging for nearly five years. The crowd once again begin to chant “Chicken S**t” in the direction of Devine, the former Mafia member choosing to ignore their chants as he keeps his eyes firmly locked on Maverick. "The Degenerate" does the same.

Craig: These morons here in Miami may think Devine is a “Chicken S**t” but I can promise you that this is not the case. Devine has a strategy and I worry for Mike Maverick when he starts to implement it!

Troy: If Devine’s strategy involves quaking in his boots, then I most definitely agree!

Both men once again begin to circle the ring, Devine remaining less hesitant to move forwards in comparison to Maverick as he backs himself into the corner once again. However, just as Maverick looks like he is about to corner Devine for a second time, the Degenerate stalls. The crowd look on in bewilderment as Maverick asks the referee to come towards him, Devine, for once, sharing the same sentiments as the fans.

Craig: What’s this about?

The triple crown champion begins to whisper into the ear of the referee, before it suddenly becomes clear what he is up to. The official walks up to Devine, demanding that he search him for any foreign objects that may be hiding in his attire. The crowd enter a frenzy as Devine begins to stomp around, not happy that the official wants to search him.

Craig: THIS IS NOT RIGHT! WHY WOULD HE WANT TO SEARCH DEVINE?

Maverick begins to step back, his face filling with laughter as Devine continues to plead his innocence and convince the referee not to search him. The official refuses to listen to the Gambler’s pleas though.

Troy: Well it wouldn’t be the first time that Devine had anything stuffed down his tights … And Devine started this by ordering the referee to search Maverick as well!

Devine eventually concedes that the referee is going to have to search him, otherwise he will lose the match, and his number one contenders spot as well. The referee immediately starts at the boots of Devine and it doesn’t take him long to find what he is looking for. The referee puts his hand as far as he can into Devine’s right boot before removing his hand, a pair of brass knucks emerging with it. Devine holds his hands on his head, realising that he has been caught out.

Troy: Just as we thought!

Craig: I CANT BELIEVE WHAT I AM SEEING; WHAT KIND OF REFEREE SEARCHES A MAN’S BOOT?

The crowd cheer heavily as Maverick glances at Devine, a smile on his face as he realises he has outsmarted the master manipulator. Suddenly, Devine’s scared exterior disappears, his face displaying a rather aggressive expression as he dashes towards Maverick, looking to hit the Degenerate with a clothesline. However, the unlikely hero quickly side steps the hated villain, the Gambler continuing to run towards the adjacent ropes as he fancies his chances at hitting Maverick with the first offence of the match on the return. However, Maverick is ready for his opponent’s return, hoisting Devine up and over his shoulders, the crowd standing on their feet as they anticipate the hated villain falling back first onto the canvas. Their anticipation suddenly turns sour though, as Devine manages to land feet first behind his adversary, shoving Maverick before he can turn around. Devine doesn’t hesitate either, dashing towards the Triple Crown winner and looking to hit him with a clothesline. Before he can reach him though, Maverick turns around, prompting the Gambler to stall with his attempt. Maverick glares at Devine, his intense expression being rather distinctive in comparison to his opponents fearful exterior.

Troy: You're just pissing him off more, Johnny!

Without hesitation, Maverick charges towards the centre of the ring, looking to get his hands on Devine for the first time as the Gambler walks backwards, his hands raised in front of him to prevent his opponent getting near him. For the third time in the match, Devine is trapped in the corner, the fans hoping that it will be third time lucky for the Degenerate. The Triple Crown winner moves to strike Devine, but the former Mafia leader ducks underneath the ropes and much to the frustration of both Maverick and the live audience, the referee quickly steps in to separate the two.

”BOOOOOOOOOOOO”

Craig: Signs of frustration from Maverick; Devine is getting in his opponent's head now!

Troy: Instead of getting in his opponent's head, I wish he'd get in the ring and fight. This is getting ridiculous!

On the referee's insistence, the reckless youth backs into the centre of the ring. He begins yelling at his opponent to face him like a man, and this seems to be enough to stir something in Devine. He moves towards his opponent and tentatively raises a hand to lock up once more. They do and Maverick quickly takes control by slipping behind his opponent and cinching in a hammerlock. Devine is quick though reversing the hold and manages to get behind his opponent. He tries for a back body drop but Maverick rolls over Devine's shoulder and lands on his feet. The pace of the match remains quick, as Maverick dashes towards the ropes, obviously looking for an early finish ….

Craig: Oh Shi - Turn around, Johnny!!

As Maverick comes rocketing across the ring, a panicked Devine hits the mat hard and rolls out of the ring to safety. The fans boo loudly at this act of cowardice as a desperate, frustrated Devine paces around the ring in a rage. He stomps the ground, slams down on the commentators table with both fists and tears at his hair as he tries to figure out what it will take for him to get in this match.

Troy: Maverick tried for the Facelift early on and it didn't work, but it does have Johnny Devine on edge. Devine needs to snap out of it.

The Degenerate leers down at his adversary, taunting him. He's yelling abuse down at Devine as the crowd eggs him on. Finally this becomes too much for Johnny Devine. Furious, he slides back into the ring and walks straight up to Maverick before drawing his hand back and slapping The Degenerate hard across the face!

"Oooooooohhhhh!!"

Craig: That's it, Johnny! Beat some respect into that low-life!

Maverick's head whiplashes backwards under the force of the blow, but he brings his gaze back to find Johnny Devine once more. Devine throws another shot his way, but this time Maverick is able to block the shot. Grinning he shakes his head before kicking Devine in the gut and hoisting him up into a vertical suplex position! He holds him in the air as the cheers of the crowd begin to grow and grow, finally culminating in an enormous pop as Maverick drops him head first to the mat with his patented Overdose DDT!

Troy: YES! After years of pursuit, Maverick finally gets his hands on Johnny Devine and this crowd is loving it!

The crowd continue to roar their approval as the resilient Devine quickly gets back onto a vertical base, staggering towards Maverick. The Degenerate is quick to capitalise though, hooking Devine by the head and executing a small package pinfall. The crowd enter a frenzy and count along with the referee, as he drops to the mat:

One!
Two!

But Devine kicks out just before the three before rolling out of the ring to avoid the possibility of Maverick remaining in control. This doesn’t stop the crowd from popping though, with chants of “Maverick” blasting across the stadium as the “Live Fast, Die Young Superstar” gets onto a vertical base.

”MAVERICK … MAVERICK … MAVERICK”

Troy: Listen to this crowd! Maverick is in complete control so far!

Devine unleashes his frustrations on the outside of the ring, smashing his hands off the nearby announcers desk once more.

Craig: DON’T GET FRUSTRATED .. YOU ARE OUTSMARTING HIM!

Troy: THE FACT THAT THE TOP OF OUR ANNOUNCERS DESK IS LOBSIDED SUGGESTS OTHERWISE!

The Degenerate backs up, giving Devine space to get back in the ring. He's in no hurry whatsoever and his calm seems to be unnerving Devine even further. The former Mafia leader walks up the steps this time and - without taking his eyes off his opponent for a second - he slowly swings in through the ropes. Maverick is quick to rush at him with a forearm attempt, but Devine ducks out of the way. As he moves behind his opponent he grabs one of his arms, then jumps up to hook Maverick's other arm between his legs, taking him down with a crucifix pin attempt.

One!
Two!

Maverick pushes forwards so that he is lying on top of Devine ...

One!
Two!
Kickout!

Both men scramble to their feet, but as soon as Maverick moves towards Devine once more, he wraps him up in a small package; doing his very best to end the match early.

One!
Two!
Kickout!

Once again, both men regain their footing and turn to face each other. The veteran Devine looks to lock up once more and is therefore surprised by the fierce elbow shot that strikes him in the jaw. His head snaps backwards and he looks back at his opponent with a stunned expression, as Maverick is admonished by the referee.

Craig: That was completely uncalled for! Devine is shocked and I don't blame him! Maverick is showing his opponent no respect by lashing out violently like that.

Troy: Boo freaking hoo, Craig. If Devine came into this match expecting a good natured wrestling match then he's not the cunning snake that I thought he was. Maverick's just keeping him on his toes.

Devine creeps forwards once more, not quite sure what to do with himself. Seemingly still trying to avoid an out and out fist fight with his opponent, he moves for a lock up once again. Maverick looks like he's actually going to go along with this, when Devine rakes the eyes.

”BOOOOOOO”

Momentarily blind, "the Degenerate" is helpless as Devine strikes him in the head and whips him towards the ropes. He flies back towards Devine with surprising speed, but manages to dodge a clothesline attempt, before stopping himself on the ropes at the other side of the ring. The American turncoat gives no quarter though, as he charges at Maverick, hoping to knock him out of the ring.

Craig: Maverick is in trouble here!

Maverick sees his opponent coming - he manages to execute a back body drop, sending Devine to the outside, but the resourceful veteran is able to swing himself onto the apron, saving himself from a brutal fall. The reckless youth quickly turns to make sure the damage has been done and is greeted with a knee to the gut from Devine. "The Gambler" proceeds to try and hoist Maverick up into a vertical suplex position. Maverick struggles to block this move with the ropes as the fans hold their breaths. But finally Devine gets him up in the air ...

Troy: OH MY GOD! NOT OUT TO THE FLOOR!

... Maverick is able to shift his weight backwards and reverse the move, lifting Devine up with a vertical suplex of his own. But the veteran rolls over his opponent's shoulder and lands on his feet behind him, in perfect position for the O'Connor roll.

One!
Two!
Th-Kickout!

The fans breath a huge sigh of relief - the pin attempt had come so quickly that many of them had believed that the match was over. Maverick gets back to his feet in a hurry, coming face to face with a smiling Devine, the veteran has regained some of his confidence. He sends the reckless youth reeling with a stiff uppercut that draws a sigh of sympathy from the ringside fans. He grabs Maverick by the arm and whips him towards the corner, following closely behind him. But Maverick springs off the second turnbuckle and executes a backflip, landing on his feet behind Devine. The crowd once again get off their feet, acknowledging the flip by Maverick as the former Mafia boss is able to narrowly avoid slamming into the turnbuckle. Maverick makes his quick reflexes redundant though by delivering a dropkick to the back of Devine, sending him crashing into the corner of the ring chest first.

”MAVERICK … MAVERICK … MAVERICK”

"The Degenerate" hops back to his feet and leans out over the ring ropes, grinning maniacally out at the blood thirsty fans that continue to chant his name almost hungrily. They're begging to see more pain inflicted on the hated Devine.

Troy: Ha! You think he's enjoying this, Craig?

The camera cuts to Devine, who is still facing the turnbuckle. It becomes clear that Devine is trying to disconnect the turnbuckle pad without his opponent noticing. He fumbles at the strings, while keeping his arms close to his chest.

Troy: Hey, what is this? Ref, get your head out of your ass!

Craig: And the veteran instincts of Devine come into play once more. You really cannot turn your back on this man for a second, or you will pay for it!

Troy: Actually it's Devine who has his back turned on Maverick right now!

Getting his head back in the game, Maverick strides over to the corner and grabs Devine by the back of the head before he can finish disconnecting the turnbuckle pad. He doesn't even seem to notice that Devine has been fooling around with it. Devine throws an elbow backwards and it catches Maverick on the mouth. As he raises his hand to his lip checking for blood, Devine swoops in and tries to surprise him with a Devine Valley Driver! The fans begin booing frantically, while Maverick makes a desperate grab for the ropes. He manages to grab hold of the top rope with both hands, blocking Devine from executing his patented finishing manoeuvre.

Craig: That was close, Troy! Devine almost had him there!

Devine tries to force Maverick to break his hold on the ropes, but when this is not working, he simply drops the triple champion neck first onto the top rope. As Maverick stumbles backwards, Devine suddenly breaks out in a grin. He runs the ropes, much to the anger of the crowd, who can sense what is coming.

Troy: Is Devine going for the Facelift again?

Devine doesn't get quite the same speed on the move as his opponent would and as he lashes out with his right leg, Maverick drops to the ground and sweeps his left leg out from under him. Devine crumbles and is quickly captured in a submission hold by his opportunistic foe. Maverick cinches in the Boston Crab, standing on his opponent's shoulder to inflict even more damage. Devine screams out in pain, but this can barely be heard over the rapturous cheers of the live audience.

Craig: Come on, Johnny, you have to reach the ropes!

Troy: This could be it! Johnny Devine's four year rivalry with Maverick could come to a crashing end right here!

Already close to the side of the ring, Devine is able to grab the ropes after a moment. But Maverick seems reluctant to break the hold. The referee tries to break it for him, but cannot match the reckless youth's strength. Finally he begins his count.

One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Fi-nally Maverick breaks the hold, as he tosses Devine's legs unceremoniously onto the mat.

Devine turns himself around slowly on the ropes and tries to hoist himself back to his feet. He seems all out of ideas, and Maverick staring at him wide-eyed and eager is not helping his frame of mind.

Troy: You know, for all this talk about Maverick ending Devine's career, he's not necessarily being as vicious as I might have expected. If you ask me, he's toying with Devine - manipulating him, making him feel helpless. He's giving Devine a dose of his own medicine, here tonight!

Craig: Good - hopefully Devine reciprocates and takes a page out of Maverick's play book. Maybe he'll end the scumbag's career and we'll be done with him for good.

Maverick continues to walk at Devine, who has now reached his feet with the help of the ropes. The Degenerate doesn’t hesitate as he turns the former Mafia member around and lays him against the ropes. The Triple Crown winner then looks towards the crowd, urging them to “shhhhhh” for a moment before unleashing a knife edged chop to the chest of his opponent!

”WOOOOOOOO”

Devine screams out in agony, his chest becoming redder. Maverick isn’t in any mood to slow his attack down as he decides to lash his arm across Devine’s chest for a second consecutive time …

”WOOOOOOOO”

… before delivering another!

”WOOOOOOOO”

Troy: A rewind from Devine’s match with Sean O Kane a few weeks back, when Maverick was out here having the time of his life!

Craig: More like he was out here acting like a tool!

Devine is heard screaming in agony once again as Maverick suggests to the fans “ONE MORE TIME”. The crowd pop hugely at Maverick’s suggestion but their sudden happiness takes a turn for the worst when Devine smashes the Degenerate in the head with a right hand. Maverick stumbles back for a moment as the Gambler moves towards his opponent, more aggressive than he has been during the earlier stages of this match. The hated villain then unleashes another shot to the head of his adversary, forcing him towards the ropes. Devine continues to show courage, as he is heard shouting at Maverick …

"You want to embarrass me and end my career, huh?"

He then opens up the chest of Maverick before sarcastically telling the fans to “shhhhhhh”. The former Mafia member then delivers a hard knife edged chop of his own to the Triple Crown Champion. However, he receives a much differing response from the fans.

”BOOOOOOOOO”

Devine doesn’t hesitate there though as he connects with another chop to the chest of Maverick!

”BOOOOOOOOO”

A smile emerges on The Gambler’s face as he watches Maverick hold his chest in fierce pain. The former Mafia member isn’t finished though, as he looks to irish whip Maverick towards the adjacent ropes, waiting to deliver his patented knee to the face on the return. However, the Degenerate arrives back a little faster than the veteran expected as he leaps into the air and delivers a flying forearm to the former Mafia member, knocking him off his feet.

Devine staggers straight back onto his feet, and heads straight towards Maverick, who immediately hoists his opponent up and drops his groin area onto his knee, successfully connecting with an inverted atomic drop. Devine yells out in pain, staggering in a circle motion before turning into a final chop from Maverick, knocking the former champion to the ground.

“WOOOOOOOOOOO”

Troy: Now that's how it's done!

Devine gets straight back onto his feet but in his dazed state heads towards the corner turnbuckles, once again fumbling with the strings of the top turnbuckle. Maverick is in no mood to let Devine rest though, instantly turning him around and delivering two fast paced uppercuts to the head of his adversary, each generating a “YAY” from the fans.

Maverick looks to stay in control, opting to irish whip Devine towards the adjacent corner. Despite being in pain though, the former Mafia member manages to counter it, directing Maverick towards the turnbuckles instead. He immediately looks to follow up as well, dashing towards Maverick as soon as he hits the turnbuckles, looking to deliver a running elbow smash. The Degenerate, senses what is coming though, using his quickness and agility to leap over Devine, turn himself upside down and slide down Devine’s back, hoping to roll the hated villain up with a sunset flip pinfall attempt.

Troy: Maverick could get him here!

Craig: Hold on Devine!

Devine steadies himself for a moment, doing everything in his power to prevent Maverick rolling him up. The former Mafia member manages to get himself out of it though, sitting on Maverick before grabbing his right leg with his left arm and grabbing the middle rope with his right. The referee doesn’t notice though:

One!
Two!

Troy: HE HAS THE ROPES!

Th-

But Maverick kicks out just before the three, both men immediately springing back onto their feet. The Degenerate walks towards Devine, expecting to lock up with him. However, instead, the former world champion quickly ducks underneath Maverick before rolling him up with a schoolboy, ensuring that he has a firm grip of the tights as well:

One!
Two!

Troy: NOW HE HAS THE TIGHTS!

Thre-

Troy: MAVERICK KICKS OUT!

Both men once again propel to a vertical base, each moving towards each other in hopes of gaining control over the match. It is Maverick who is quicker though, who decides to repay the slap by Devine earlier in the match and his constant attempts at cheating by delivering a hard, slap to the face, imprinting his face with his hand

"Oooooohhhh!!"

Devine once again staggers for a moment, Maverick waiting for him immediately as he turns around, scooping him up onto his shoulders for the …

Craig: Maverick’s going for the Devine Valley Driver??

The fans stand on their feet, waiting for Maverick to drill Devine’s head onto the mat. However, as a man who performs the move, Devine knows how to counter it as he falls behind his adversary. The Triple Crown Winner turns around immediately but is met by Devine, who grabs Maverick’s head, looking for the …

Craig: REAL DEAL!

Maverick shows his veteran instincts though, countering the move by turning around and hooking his arms underneath Devine’s. He then drags Devine onto the mat, successfully performing a backslide pinfall:

One!
Two!

Troy: THIS COULD BE IT!

Thr-

DEVINE KICKS OUT! The pace of this match remains fast, both men getting straight back up. It is Devine who somehow gets in control though as he swoops Maverick off his feet, keeping his legs apart as he does so. The former Mafia member then hooks his own leg between them before locking Maverick’s around it and turning him around, successfully executing the …

Craig: SHARPSHOOTER!

The crowd get onto their feet, their anticipation increasing as they watch their unlikely hero scream in agony, his back and legs under fierce pressure.

Troy: COME ON MIKE! YOU CAN SURVIVE THIS!

Devine sits back as far as he can on Maverick’s back, applying even more force onto it as the camera pans in on the Degenerates agonising expression. The crowd begin to chant heavily for the man who headlined Revolution last year.

”MAVERICK … MAVERICK … MAVERICK”

Maverick suddenly manages to drag himself closer to the ropes, the fans chants getting even louder.

”MAVERICK … MAVERICK … MAVERICK”

Craig: JUST TAP!

With one last leap of faith, Maverick manages to place his right hand around the bottom rope, the fans immediately cheering and applauding his resilience.

Troy: HE GOT THE ROPES!

Similar to what Maverick did earlier, Devine refuses to release the hold until the referee reaches the four count before collapsing, wondering how Maverick escaped. However, his shocked expression soon turns to one that’s sadistic as he notices Maverick holding his leg in pain.

Craig: Devine may have found his target!

Troy: You have to wonder how much damage has been done to Maverick’s leg following the attack by Delroy Andrews on Mayhem!

Devine gets back onto a vertical base and immediately grabs Maverick’s injured leg, dropping an elbow onto it. The crowd boo as it connects but that doesn’t stop him dropping a second elbow onto the leg of his opponent.

Craig: This is a great strategy by Devine: he is targeting the injured leg of Maverick but not just that. He is taking away Maverick’s most useful weapon … The Facelift!

The WCSF's most dangerous man squirms under the pressure of Devine's elbow. He tries to reach the ropes but Devine drags him back to the centre of the ring. He grabs Maverick by the legs once more and tries to turn him over into the sharpshooter, but out of desperation Maverick is able to surprise him with an inside cradle ...

One!
Two!
Th-Kickout!

Devine climbs back to his feet and staggers backwards, relieved that he was able to escape the near fall. While he has space to breath, Maverick kicks back to his feet. But this is too much pressure on his leg and he ends up limping forwards awkwardly. Devine takes advantage of this window; as Maverick limps forwards Devine grabs him by his bad leg and takes him over with a northern lights suplex.

Craig: Devine could have it here!

One!
Two!
Th-Kickout!

The former Mafia leader thumps his fist of the mat, frustrated that he couldn't put Maverick away before getting back onto a vertical base. His frustration soon turns to laughter though, as he comforts himself in the knowledge that the Degenerate is hurting. He drags the reckless youth back to his feet and he smashes him in the face with a head butt. As Maverick is reeling, Devine strikes him with a number of rights, the crowd booing as each one connects. But the resilient youth decides he has had enough, throwing a right, it connecting with Devine’s face.

Troy: Maverick is fighting back!

Devine ensures that Maverick cant stay in control though, kicking The Degenerate’s leg out from under him before following it up with a big running knee to the head! The fans boo vehemently as Devine basks in his new found aggression.

Craig: Devine has taken control of this match! It's not surprising - the unpredictable Maverick is dangerous in a short confrontation, but the longer this match wears on the more it favours the veteran.

Troy: Only because of Delroy Andrews! Devine had a leg up coming into this match.

Craig: You didn't just say that.

Devine picks up his opponent and carries him in a scoop slam position. He then drives him into the corner and hooks his bad leg under the turnbuckle, locking him into the Tree of Woe. Maverick screams out in pain as the weight of his entire body is carried on his leg. Mercilessly, Devine continues the assault, delivering punches and elbows into his opponent's leg until the referee finally drags him away.

"SCREW YOU JOHNNY! SCREW YOU JOHNNY! SCREW YOU JOHNNY!"

The former champion pushes his opponent aside and rushes at Maverick, attempting to drive his shoulder into his bad leg. But Maverick is able to force himself upwards onto a sitting position and Devine collides shoulder first with the steel post!

Troy: Devine crashes and burns! Maverick escapes just in the nick of time!

The Degenerate unhooks himself from the turnbuckle and drives his heel into his opponent's back several times. Maverick swings out onto the apron and grabs Devine's head, attempting to drive his throat onto the top rope. But the wily former champion blocks this move and drives a knee into Maverick's mid section. The reckless youth responds with a big right hand and while Devine is shaking off the cobwebs, he hooks his leg around the bottom rope and grabs his opponent by the head. A huge roar rises up from the crowd!

Craig: Not this again! Maverick could suplex his opponent right the way out to the floor!

Troy: But Maverick has hooked his good leg on the middle rope so he'll escape the worst of the fall! Great move by the reckless one!

The reckless youth takes his opponent right into the air, and the cheers from the crowd are overwhelming!

Craig: Don't do this!

At the last moment, Devine swings around in mid air and lands precariously behind Maverick on the apron. The fans gasp as both men struggle to remain hanging on to the ropes. Then Devine actively starts trying to utilise his vantage point to execute a German suplex on Maverick out onto the floor. The Degenerate holds onto the ropes with everything he's got.

Troy: Somebody is going to get seriously hurt here! And if they don't back away from this side of the ring, it could well be us!

Finally, a couple of backwards elbows makes Devine loosen his grip. Maverick is able to drop down and swing himself under the bottom rope and into the ring. Devine tries to go right back on the offensive as he runs along the apron and climbs the turnbuckle, but Maverick is ready for him. As the former Mafia boss perches on top of the turnbuckle, Maverick leaps upwards to take him down with a Frankensteiner!

Craig: How the hell did Maverick do that?!

But Devine manages to stop himself from falling, and has Maverick caught upside down by his legs. He steps back down to the mat and hoists him up into a power bomb position, running across the ring and tossing him into the turnbuckle! The fans are on their feet, booing Devine with everything they've got.

Troy: That was a tense exchange we just saw between these two performers, but Devine was able to get the better of the situation. Wait, what's he doing now?

Devine punches Maverick a couple of times in the corner and then can be seen surreptitiously trying to untie the turnbuckle pad behind his head without the referee noticing.

Craig: That's the same pad that Devine was loosening up earlier! He's got something planned here!

But Devine is not able to put his plans into fruition, as Maverick begins to shake the cobwebs off. He shoves his opponent across the ring and strikes him with a series of right hands. Devine is surprised by the sudden burst of energy and seems ill equipped to deal with the attack. The fans don’t though,as they react positively to each one.

Changing things up, Maverick suddenly goes for an Irish whip, but Devine reverses it, instead sending the Degenerate across the ring. The American Lion catches him on the rebound with his patented tiltawhirl backbreaker, but impressively Maverick slips out of the hold and lands on his feet. He shoves Devine into the corner and as the veteran stumbles back towards him, Maverick catches him with a springboard clothesline. The fans leap to their feet in excitement.

Troy: Wow! Maverick is back in this match! You have to be impressed by this performance, Craig!

Craig: I guess there's just no keeping a good savage down.

Grinning out at the crowd, the reckless youth swings out onto the apron. The crowd begin to cheer even louder, as the high flyer prepares to take to the skies. Maverick ascends the turnbuckle and the crowd eagerly await to see what he will do. Many are expecting the Stage Dive ... when suddenly he holds up his arm in the signature pose of ... Tristagi!

Troy: WHAT?! "The Degenerate" is going old school here! He’s looking for the Samsara, his old enemy's finishing manoeuvre!!

Craig: This is a sign! He wants to end Devine’s career! Just like he did Tristagi!

The fans cannot be contained, many chanting “TRISTAGI” as Maverick soaks in their response. Looking down on his fallen opponent with pure malice, Maverick springs off the top turnbuckle and executes the shooting star press to perfection. But he's not the only one to leap! Showing cat like reflexes, Devine jumps up from the mat and catches Maverick by the head as he descends towards the mat, executing an amazing cutter! The fans explode, in awe at what they are seeing!

"HOLY SHIT! ... HOLY SHIT! ... HOLY SHIT!"

Craig: REAL DEAL! WHAT A COUNTER! THIS MATCH IS OVER!

As quickly as possible, Devine scurries into cover. The referee drops down beside him and begins to count, much to the chagrin of the American crowd, who watch on in horror.

One!

Craig: This is it!

Two!

Troy: Come on, Mike!

Thre-KICKOUT!!

The pop that rises up from the crowd is deafening and Devine's hands go up to his face in disbelief. He stares at the referee, willing him to say there has been a mistake. But no - Mike Maverick is still in the match, and the fans are loving it!

Craig: How the HELL did Maverick kick out of that?!

Devine still cannot believe it as he looks down at his downed opponent before screaming at him:

“Is this what you want?”

Devine slides out of the ring before walking with a purpose towards the timekeeper and ordering him off his chair. The time keeper doesn’t take long to move, Devine grabbing his chair when he does so and folding it up.

Troy: OH GOD!!!

Devine slides back into the ring, chair in hand as he waits anxiously for Maverick to get back on his feet. The referee meanwhile walks over to him, stating that he will disqualify him if he uses the weapon.

Craig: DON’T DISQUALIFY HIM!

Maverick staggers back to his feet, Devine drawing the chair back even further as he looks set to smash The Degenerate in the skull with it. However, just as Maverick reaches his feet, the referee manages to grab the chair from behind The Gambler, the fans letting out a sigh of relief as the official argues with the hated villain. The referee slides out of the ring, looking to bring the chair back towards the timekeeper. It only then becomes clear that this was all a set up for Devine, who turns around and looks to hit Maverick with a straight kick to his groin.

Troy: NOT THIS AGAIN!

However, having watched his match with Sinistra last week, Maverick is prepared, grabbing the foot of his adversary before sweeping him off his feet. The Degenerate doesn’t stop there though, keeping a hold of Devine’s legs before bridging over him for a pinfall:

Troy: YES!

The fans begin to count as the referee is shown passing the chair to the timekeeper, unbeknownst that Maverick has the pinfall on Devine. The fans chant:

"ONE!!"

Troy: Turn around ref!

The referee turns around, quickly sliding into the ring and beginning to count:

One!

Two!

Thre-

BUT DEVINE KICKS OUT JUST BEFORE THE THREE! The fans go wild, some choosing to boo as they think Maverick would have won this match had the referee not been outside the ring. Both men, meanwhile, propel to their feet. It is Maverick who manages to deliver the first decisive blow, smashing Devine with a right hand to the forehead, followed by a knife edged chop, the red mark on his chest becoming more evident. The Degenerate then irish whips his adversary towards the ropes, waiting anxiously for Devine to hit the ropes before leaping in the air, looking for a dropkick. However, similar to what Maverick did earlier, Devine manages to wrap his arms around the top rope, causing the “Live Fast, Die Young” superstar to fall sideways on his bad leg. The crowd wince, feeling the collision at which Maverick’s leg hit the canvas.

Craig: You cant outsmart JD!

Somehow, Maverick manages to get himself back onto a vertical base, an obvious limp though as he walks towards Devine, The Gambler once again hoisting him up for the …

Craig: DEVINE VALLEY DRIVER … WILL IT BE SECOND TIME LUCKY?

The crowd enter a frenzy, willing Maverick to somehow get himself out of the position. Just as it looks like Devine is gonna fall sideways, the Degenerate manages to slide onto his back before falling backwards, the triple crown winner now on a vertical base and having The Gambler’s head in between his legs.

Troy: GREAT COUNTER!

Maverick immediately lifts Devine up for the piledriver before collapsing awkwardly on the mat, The Gambler’s head also landing awkwardly as a result.

Troy: PILEDRIVER BY MAVERICK!

Craig: BUT HIS LEG JUST COLLAPSED ON HIM!

Troy: DEVINE IS UNCONCIOUS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING ANYWAY! AND MAVERICK’S GOING FOR THE COVER …

Maverick quickly places himself atop of Devine, covering him:

One!

Two!

THRE-

Craig: DEVINE KICKS OUT!

Maverick puts his hands on his head, the fans sharing the same sentiments as they wonder how Devine kicked out after his neck landed awkwardly from the piledriver. The Degenerate then takes a moment to care to his leg, it obviously in a lot of pain. It doesn’t stop him trying to get back to his feet though, the reckless youth reaching for the ropes as he realises that he cannot get onto his feet without them.

Troy: He is struggling to stand Craig!

Craig: It wouldn’t surprise me if that piledriver took more out of him than Devine, his whole body collapsed onto his leg, as did Devine’s!

The fans begin to chant, willing the unlikely hero onto a vertical base.

”MAVERICK … MAVERICK … MAVERICK”

Maverick begins to crawl closer towards the ropes before grabbing the bottom one and gradually making his way onto his feet.

Troy: THIS IS INCREDIBLE … HOW IS HE STANDING?

Suddenly Maverick begins to pose, shouting ”FACELIFT” out to the fans. They enter a frenzy, realizing that the end may be coming ...

Maverick sets himself, ready to bounce off the ropes as Devine crawls desperately towards the adjacent ropes, in a daze. He uses the ropes to get up before staggering around, his opponent immediately bouncing off the ropes before dashing towards him. The fans wait, anticipating Maverick to deliver the move.

Troy: HERE IT COMES!

However, as the triple crown winner looks to lift his leg, his other one gives away, causing him to buckle onto one knee. The crowd share their disappointment as Maverick quickly gets off his knee. It is too late though, as the ever opportunistic Devine quickly scoops the Degenerate onto his shoulders before falling sideways, connecting with the …

Craig: DEVINE VALLEY DRIVER !!!!!

Devine is still staggered after the piledriver, but that does not stop him throwing himself on top of Maverick!

ONE!

TWO!

Troy: KICK OUT!

THRE-

Troy: YES!

The fans erupt, not one sitting on their feet as they cannot believe Maverick survived yet again. Devine cannot even move to even question the referee’s decision, still dazed after the piledriver.

Craig: WORD’S CANNOT DESCRIBE WHAT I AM WITNESSING!

Devine suddenly begins to move as he slightly glances up at the referee in shock. The Gambler then gets back onto a vertical base, his hands on his head in pain and shock. He begins to shout around the arena:

”STAY DOWN … JUST STAY DOWN”

Devine then gets other ideas as he glances towards the turnbuckles. The former Mafia member then approaches then before stepping out onto the apron and ascending them.

Troy: WHAT IS DEVINE GONNA DO HERE!

Maverick lies motionless in the ring, the referee attending to him as Devine reaches the top turnbuckle. The fans are on their feet, wondering what he has in store for their unlikely hero. Suddenly, it becomes clear as Devine begins to pose on the top rope … in a similar fashion to Freddy Flynn!

Craig: HAHA, HE'S GOING FOR THE FABULOUS FLIGHT!

Troy: THIS IS DISGUSTING!

Craig: NO ITS NOT … DEVINE JUST WANTS TO PROVE THAT HE WAS THE MAN THAT ENDED FLYNN’S CAREER! NOT MAVERICK!

The former Mafia leaps off, looking to smash his elbow into the chest of his opponent. However, at the last second, The Degenerate manages to get out of the way, Devine’s elbow colliding with the mat.

Troy: MAVERICK GETS OUT OF THE WAY!

The crowd enter a frenzy, chants of “Maverick” blasting throughout the arena, many of the sections hardly being able to be contained.

”MAV-E-RICK … MAV-E-RICK … MAV-E-RICK”

Both men continue to lie motionless, each legend exhausted at the amount of punishment they have taken. Suddenly both men begin to crawl towards one another, seemingly looking for a way to get back on their feet. Their fatigue is highlighted through their actions, both pressing against one another, looking to get back on their feet. The crowd are in awe at what they are witnessing.

Craig: BOTH MEN ARE STRUGGING TO STAND HERE!

Both continue to press against one another until they reach a vertical base. Suddenly the crowd hot up as Devine looks to take control, striking Maverick with a right hand to the jaw.

Boo!

Devine draws his hand back, ready to deliver another shot to the mouth but Maverick is too quick for him, The Degenerate delivering a blow of his own.

Yay!

Devine immediately responds with one of his own.

Boo!

Once again though, Maverick is quick to respond, continuing the exchange with a right of his own.

Yay!

Followed by another:

Yay!

However, Maverick’s rally is soon stopped, as Devine responds with one of his own, the force of the shot causing the recently returned legend to stumble back and hit the ropes.

Bo ..

Before the fans can respond negatively to The Gambler’s right hand, they notice that Maverick has actually used the ropes as a momentum to bounce off them, looking to hit Devine with the …

Troy: FACELI-

The former Mafia member manages to duck his finisher though, with The Degenerate immediately hobbling on his leg as he places it onto the mat. The Gambler instantly looks to regain control, going behind his adversary and looking to lock in the …

Craig: DEADLY SILENCE!

Devine tries desperately to sinch in the hold while Maverick is tries to escape, throwing elbows in his opponent’s direction. This doesn’t stop The Gambler though, who refuses to give up the battle, constantly trying to lock it in.

Craig: COME ON JD! YOU'RE ALMOST THERE!

Suddenly, Maverick escapes, delivering a snapmare to Devine, breaking the hold. The former Mafia member doesn’t stop in his attempt to gain control though, rolling through and immediately springing back to his feet. He charges at Maverick but The Degenerate reacts quickly, hoisting him on his shoulders. The fans erupt as Maverick falls sideways, connecting with the …

Troy: DEVINE VALLEY DRIVER BY MIKE MAVERICK!

Craig: WUH?

The crowd are on their feet, knowing that all Maverick has to do is make the cover, the Degenerate quickly doing so.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE-

CRAIG: DEVINE GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Maverick collapses onto the mat as the fans react with shock, wondering how Devine kicked out.

Troy: HOW DID DEVINE KICK OUT OF THAT?

Maverick continues to lay on the mat, slowly putting one hand to his head as he realises he didn’t put Devine away.

Troy: WHAT A MATCH! THESE TWO LEGENDS ARE SHOWING US EXACTLY WHY REVOLUTION IS THE BIGGEST SHOW OF THE YEAR!

Maverick emerges onto his feet, not for the first time using the ropes as a means to get back on them. He steadies himself once again before shouting out to the fans …

"FACELIFT"

The fans erupt, hoping they will see Maverick connect with the move he has been looking to hit Devine with all night. The Gambler begins to show signs of movement, looking to get back onto his feet. The fans begin to chant …

”FACE-LIFT … FACE-LIFT … FACE-LIFT”

Troy: THE FANS ARE SENSING THE FINISH!

Devine gets back onto his feet and turns around, Maverick immediately bouncing off the ropes and running at him. He raises his boot in the air, looking to connect it with Devine’s jaw. However, The Gambler somehow recovers, catching the Degenerates boot before sticking his middle finger up at him.

”WOOAAAH”

Devine then opts to spin Maverick around before hoisting him up for the …

Craig: DEVINE VALLEY DRIVER - CAN HE HIT IT FOR THE SECOND TIME IN THE MATCH?!

Maverick wriggles around on Devine’s shoulder as much as possible though, causing Devine to stumble sideways into the referee. The Degenerate then slips off the shoulder of his opponent before running towards the nearest ropes, bouncing off them before raising his foot and finally connecting with the ….

Troy: FACELIFT!!

Maverick doesn’t hesitate, dropping immediately onto Devine while clutching his leg at the same time. As he reaches over to hook the leg, the fans can be heard loudly counting the pinfall.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

"FOUR!"

"FIVE!"

The crowd look on in bewilderment as they keep counting. However, it seems as if …

Troy: THE REFEREE IS DOWN!

Craig: When Maverick was on Devine's shoulder he kicked the referee by mistake … and kicked away his chance of winning this match!!

Troy: THIS SHOULD BE OVER!

The fans also show their frustration, the boos blasting throughout the arena as Maverick puts his hand on his head, once again in disbelief that he cannot get the victory. The Degenerate slams his fist onto the mat before crawling over to the ref and beginning to shake him. The official is showing no signs of movement though. Suddenly, chants begin to emerge from the fans.

”END HIS CAREER ... END HIS CAREER ... END HIS CAREER”

Maverick glances around the audience for a moment, still on his knees as he takes a look at Devine before pulling a cut throat sign. The fans ones again erupt, knowing their unlikely hero has something planned.

Craig: OH LORD MIKE … DEVINE IS KNOCKED OUT! YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING ELSE TO HIM!

The Degenerate continues to follow the fans wishes, keen to deliver one last big move to his adversary. He steps through the ropes and begins to walk the apron before climbing the turnbuckles.

Troy: COULD WE SEE A STAGE DIVE!?! ON THE BIGGEST STAGE OF THEM ALL!

Craig: SOMEBODY STOP HIM … THERE IS NO WAY DEVINE WILL BE ABLE TO MOVE!

Maverick continues to climb the turnbuckles, the fans chanting as he does so …

”STAGE DIVE … STAGE DIVE … STAGE DIVE”

The crowd continue to chant until Maverick reaches the top rope, their reactions now turning to excitement and anticipation. The Degenerate steadies himself before screaming to the crowd. Before he can finish though, the top turnbuckle gives away to him, causing Maverick to fall groin first onto it.

Troy: WHAT HAPPENED?

The crowd share the same sentiments, wondering how Maverick slipped. It soon becomes clear though, as the camera pans in on the top turnbuckle, it laying on the mat.

Troy: WAIT … THAT IS THE TURNBUCKLE DEVINE WAS MESSING AROUND WITH EARLIER!

Craig: NO, MAVERICK JUST SLIPPED!

The crowd boo as they realize this. They begin to chant ...

”ASSHOLE … ASS-HOLE … ASS-HOLE”

Troy: THEN WHY THE HELL IS THE TURNBUCKLE BROKEN CRAIG?!

It is apparent that the crowd are chanting at Devine, who has now got onto his knees. The former Mafia member looks up at the turnbuckle and sees Maverick sitting atop of it, lifeless. A smile emerges on the The Gambler’s face as he realises that his plan worked. He gets back onto his feet and staggers over to the corner where Maverick is sitting. He then begins to climb it, the fans still booing at what they have just witnessed.

Troy: NOW WHAT HAS HE GOT PLANNED???

That soon becomes clear as well, as Devine gets onto the middle rope before hoisting Maverick onto his shoulders.

Troy: YOU ARE KIDDING ME!!!

Devine climbs onto the top ropes, keeping Maverick on his shoulders as he does so before leaping off the top rope, falling sideways as The Degenerate lays on his back.

Craig: OH MY GOD!!!!!

Maverick’s head is drilled into the canvas …

Craig: DEVINE VALLEY DRIVER OFF THE TOP ROPE!

”HOLY SHIT .. HOLY SHIT … HOLY SHIT”

Both men lie motionless on the mat, the fans reaction continuing to blast across the arena as they remain in amazement at what they have just seen!

Troy: MAVERICK’S NECK MUST BE BROKEN!!!

Maverick is lifeless. His body is not moving. His eyelids are not flickering. It is as if there is nobody home after the devastating move by his adversary. The fans are still in awe, not believing what they are seeing. Their excitement soon turns negative though, as they realize that Devine is crawling towards Maverick.

Troy: SOMEBODY HAS TO ATTEND TO MAVERICK!!

Craig: YOU MAY GET YOUR WISH … DEVINE IS CRAWLING TOWARDS HIM!

Devine throws his left arm over his lifeless opponent as the referee begins to show signs of movement. He turns around and notices Devine’s arm laying over The Degenerate. The dazed official then begins to count …

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Craig: YES! YES! YES!

DING! DING DING!

“Godfather Waltz” blasts across the arena, the fans choosing not to react as paramedics immediately rush to the ring to check on Maverick. Devine also lays motionless in the ring as the announcer begins to speak:

Announcer: HERE IS YOUR WINNER … AND THE NEEEEEW NO.1 CONTENDER FOR THE WCSF CHAMPIONSHIP … JOHNNYYYYYYYY DEVINE!

The fans look on in horror, hoping Maverick is OK as Devine continues to show no signs of movement as well.

Craig: WHAT … A … MATCH! THESE TWO GAVE IT ALL! BUT IN THE END, THERE HAD TO BE A BETTER MAN! AND THAT BETTER MAN WAS JOHNNY DEVINE!

Troy: MIKE MAVERICK HAD THIS MATCH WON CRAIG … HE HAD IT WON, ONLY FOR A REFEREE BEING KNOCKED DOWN!

Craig: WHO MAVERICK KICKED!

Troy: AND A TURNBUCKLE THAT JOHNNY DEVINE MESSED WITH AS WELL!

Craig: HE SLIPPED ON HIS BAD LEG!

Troy: YOU KNOW THAT’S NOT THE CASE!

Devine suddenly begins to show signs of movement as he gets onto his knees and surveys the carnage, three paramedics surrounding the Degenerate. A smile is embraced on his face as he raises his own hand in the air in victory, the fans immediately beginning to boo. He then rolls out of the ring, making his way up the entrance ramp, walking slowly before turning around, and glancing towards the ring. He enters a fit of laughter before symbolizing that he will be the next world champion by moving his hands across his waist. He then turns towards the curtain and disappears.

The camera turns its attention back towards the ring, where Maverick is finally beginning to show signs of movement.

Troy: Thank God the man is moving!

The Degenerate gets onto one knee before yelling at the paramedics to get away from him. He then approaches his feet as the fans begin to applaud. Maverick glances around the arena, seemingly acknowledging the fans gestures before stepping falling off his feet and rolling out of the ring. The Degenerate then begins to limp down the ramp, holding his neck as he does so as Alice in Chains blasts across the speakers.

Troy: I CANT BELIEVE THIS MAN IS WALKING OUT BY HIMSELF TONIGHT!

Craig: I have got to agree on that one … This man took everything and the kitchen sink tonight!

Maverick walks straight through the curtain, his music playing in the background as the camera fades out to chants of …

”THANK YOU MAVERICK .. THANK YOU MAVERICK .. THANK YOU MAVERICK”

Written by thomasgoff & Hanley!

[Str8Shooter]

And here was me thinking that the best match that involved one of your characters was one you didn't even write in:

Spoiler:

”Fabulous” Freddy Flynn vs. Johnny Devine - Career vs. Charisma Match

Ring Announcer: The following is singles match and it is scheduled for one fall!

“Godfather Waltz” blasts through the arena and Johnny Devine appears from the curtain, accompanied by Charisma.

Ring Announcer: Introducing first … now residing from New York City …. Being accompanied by Charisma …. Weighing in at 241 pounds …. He is JOHNNYYYYYYY DEVINE!

Huge boos blast across the arena as Devine walks down the ramp with Charisma, who is still looking uncomfortable due to the fact that Devine was willing to sacrifice her in the match.

Rick: Here is the man who has been given the golden opportunity to do something that many have tried to do in the past and that is end the career of Freddy Flynn. Can he do it Ty?

Tyson: You can never count Devine out of anything my friend …. Especially when he has a member of the family to back him up!

Rick: From the looks of things Ty … It doesn’t seem like Charisma is too happy accompanying her man to the ring tonight …. We saw last week how she was extremely shocked at the fact that Johnny Devine was willing sacrifice her in tonight’s match.

As Devine approaches the ring, he orders Charisma to walk up the steel steps first and hold the middle rope down for him, in which Charisma obliges to. Devine then steps into the ring before getting onto the ropes and taunting the a few of the fans that are close by. He then orders Charisma to take his cloak off him before awaiting for his opponent to arrive. As “Godfather Waltz” dies down, huge “Freddy” chants are heard blasting throughout the arena.

Rick: Listen to the atmosphere ….

Suddenly “Paradise City” by Guns ‘N Roses blasts throughout the arena and a rainbow coloured lights begin to flash all over the arena. Freddy Flynn then appears from the curtain to a tremendous ovation from the fans.

Ring Announcer: Introducing second …. From Denver, Colorado … weighing in at 239 pounds …. He is “FABULOUS” FREDDYYYYYYY FLYNNNN!

Flynn begins to walk down the ramp at a slower pace than usual as a glittering pyro goes off at the side. Flynn keeps his eyes locked on Devine as he walks down the ramp.

Rick: Freddy Flynn knows what is at stake here …. If he wins tonight, he gets Charisma …. If he loses, his career comes to an end!

Tyson: And even though I am not the biggest fan of Freddy Flynn … I can tell you that he is looking focused tonight!

Flynn steps into the ring before walking over to the turnbuckle and climbing up it, posing as he does so. Flynn then performs a back flip off the top rope before walking towards the opposite corner and posing again. Flynn leaps off the turnbuckle before taking his vest off and handing it to the referee. The flashy veteran intensely gazes at Devine before looking in Charisma’s direction and telling her that he will save her from Devine’s clutches. “Paradise City” then fades off into the background as the referee gives a briefing to both men.

Rick: The referee doesn’t want to see any foul play and is letting both men know about it!

The referee signals for the bell and the match to begin:

DING!
DING!
DING!

Both men begin to circle the ring towards one another before walking towards one another and tying up in the centre. Devine manages to get into control and quickly grabs Flynn in a side headlock. As Devine quickly attempts to wrench it in on Flynn even more, the veteran manages to drag The Mafia member towards the ropes before bouncing him off them. Flynn waits for Devine to return but “The Gambler” returns quicker than expected and manages to hit him with a hard shoulder block, knocking the veteran onto the mat. Devine then quickly grabs the legs of Flynn before attempting to lock in his signature submission, the sharpshooter, but the veteran uses his flashiness and quickness to roll backwards and slide to the outside. The referee begins to count Flynn out as the “Fabulous” one takes a quick glance at Charisma, who responds by looking at him with a heartfelt look on her face.

Rick: Charisma seems to be showing some emotion towards Flynn here Ty!

Tyson: Maybe she is Ricky Boy … But I don’t think JD cares …. His main aim seems to be focused on ending the career of Freddy Flynn, that alone is highlighted by the fact that he was willing to put her on the line!

Flynn gets back into the ring and both men begin to circle the ring for the second time. Once again, Devine manages to get into control by quickly grabbing Flynn in a side headlock and wrenching it in. Flynn once again responds by dragging Devine towards the ropes and bouncing him off them. Flynn waits for Devine to return before leap frogging over him. Devine immediately stalls before turning around, only to be met with an arm drag by Flynn. Devine quickly gets back onto his feet before dashing towards Flynn again, with the veteran once again responding by delivering another arm drag, this time locking in an armlock on The Mafia member. Devine quickly gets into a sitting position and begins to wriggle around, attempting to break Flynn’s armlock. Eventually he manages to get onto one knee before rolling forward. Both men quickly get back onto their feet, with Devine being quicker and attempting to deliver a hip toss to Flynn. However, Flynn manages to block it before hitting The Mafia member with a left hand in the sternum area and using Devine’s arm as a leverage to perform a backward flip in the air before delivering a back suplex to his devious opponent. Flynn wastes no time and quickly makes the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

A look of frustration is shown on Charisma’s face on the outside of the ring before both men quickly get back on their feet, with Devine managing to get into control by delivering a scoop slam to Flynn. However, Flynn uses his veteran, unorthodox style to his advantage and raises his two feet in the air before booting The Mafia member in the face and knocking him onto the mat. Flynn then gets back onto his feet, with Devine getting onto them at the same time, and the veteran manages to deliver another arm drag to Devine before locking in an armlock for the second time in the match.

Rick: Flynn is using his experience to his advantage here …. He knows Devine is a guy who will attempt to adapt to his opponents style and he is not letting him adapt to it thus far!

Flynn continues to wrench away at the arm as Devine screams in pain, wriggling around trying to break out of the hold. As Devine gets closer to breaking out of the hold, Flynn sits on him and attempts to lock in the “Fabulous Full Nelson”.

Rick: He is going for a quick finish here Ty … He is looking to lock it in!

Flynn attempts to lock in the full nelson as Devine fights away and wriggles around, attempting to get out of the situation. Just before Flynn can lock it in, Devine manages to roll out of the way and towards the corner, where he uses the ropes as a leverage to get back on his feet.

Tyson: That was a close call there … Great counter and instinctive manoeuvring by JD!

Flynn wastes no time and quickly walks over towards Devine in the corner. The veteran then begins to deliver hard chops to the chest of The Mafia member, with chants of “Wooooooo” being chanted for every chop that connects. Flynn then attempts to irish whip Devine into the opposite corner but The Mafia member manages to reverse it and send Flynn towards the corner instead, with Devine quickly following right behind the veteran. However, as Flynn reaches corner, he manages to use the ropes as a leverage to leap into the air and leap over a coming Devine before turning around and rolling him up for the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Flynn quickly gets back onto his feet as Devine gets onto one knee. The veteran lifts Devine up before grabbing his wrist and twisting around, locking in a wristlock. Flynn begins to wrench the lock in even more, glancing at the fans with a smile on his face as he does so. Devine begins to scream in pain as Flynn wrenches it even further. Flynn then begins to lash the wrist down, causing Devine to fall on the mat as Flynn drags him back onto his feet, keeping the wristlock locked in. Flynn then lashes his wrist down once again, forcing Devine once again to fall on the mat and scream further in agony as the veteran keeps the hold locked in. Flynn then drags Devine back onto his feet before keeping the hold locked in and stepping back a few steps towards the corner. Flynn then begins to climb the ropes. Keeping the hold locked in before beginning to walk along the ropes. However, somehow Devine manages to find the strength to pull Flynn off of the ropes and back towards the ring, causing Flynn’s face to collide with the mat.

Tyson: Great counter by JD …. That will add a few more wrinkles to Flynn’s head!

Devine holds his right arm for a few moments before dragging Flynn back onto his feet and into the corner. The Mafia member then delivers a hard elbow to the head of Flynn, with the camera focusing in on a dazed Flynn as the elbow connects with his head. Devine then steps back once again before driving yet another elbow into the head of the veteran. A look of concern is shown on Charisma’s face as Devine draws his elbow back once more and drives it into Flynn’s skull for the third time. Devine glances at Flynn for a moment before irish whipping him with force towards the opposite corner, causing Flynn to bounce off the turnbuckle and be smashed in the face with a right hand by a running Devine.

Tyson: Haha, Flynn may have a touch of the old alzheimer’s after that one!

Devine looks over at Charisma and shouts out to her that he is doing this for her before bouncing off the ropes and hitting Flynn with a high elevated knee drop to the head. Devine then covers Flynn for his first pinfall attempt of the match:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Devine glances at the referee with a sadistic look on his face before sliding out of the ring, grabbing Flynn’s head as he does so and hanging it under the bottom rope. Devine then takes a few steps back before dashing towards Flynn and delivering a hard elbow to his head before taunting the fans, who respond by booing the hated Mafia member. Devine then takes a few more steps back before delivering another hard elbow to the forehead of the veteran. Devine takes the time to walk over towards Charisma and tell her that “This is for you”, much to the dismay of Charisma who has a confused and conflicted look on her face.

Rick: Charisma is not liking what she is seeing … She doesnt’t want the career of Freddy Flynn to end and it seemingly looks like she doesnt’t want to be with Devine after he put her on the line on Rampage last week!

Devine then walks back over towards Flynn before dragging him to the outside and towards the steel steps. Devine then attempts to drive Flynn’s head into the steps but the veteran manages to block the shot before driving Devine’s head into them, much to the delight of the fans who begin to cheer. Flynn gives Devine no time to recover and drives “The Gambler’s” head into the steal steps for the second time, with the camera panning in on the smile on Charisma’s face. The momentum of the shot forces Devine around towards the opposite side of the ring as Flynn follows him around before stepping onto the apron. Flynn then waits for Devine to turn around before leaping off the apron and hitting The Mafia member with a missile dropkick to the face, causing Devine to fall onto the mat.

Rick: Fantastic aerial move by Freddy Flynn there …. And it paid off!

Flynn gets back on his feet and begins to showboat with the fans, tagging the ones nearest to him as the fans chant his name across the arena. He then proceeds to lift Devine back onto his feet before sliding him back into the ring for the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Flynn wastes no time and goes straight back to working on the right arm of Devine, getting up onto his feet and levelling The Mafia member with a hard side kick to the arm. The thud of the shot echoes throughout the arena as Flynn draws back his leg once more and delivers another side kick to the right arm of Devine, with Devine responding by moving towards the corner, holding his right arm in fierce pain. Flynn quickly moves towards his opponent before delivering more hard stomps to Devine’s right shoulder in the corner, with each one hitting at a faster and harder pace as they connect. The referee begins to count to five as Flynn ferociously continues to stomp fastly at the shoulder of Devine, with the veteran stopping at the three count.

Flynn lifts Devine onto a vertical base before wrapping his right arm around the top rope, putting more pressure on it. The referee begins to count for the disqualification, with Flynn once again releasing at the three count. Flynn continues his offence by delivering a hard, veteran like chop before irish whipping Devine into the corner. The “Fabulous One” quickly follows, running towards Devine and delivering a huge jumping double knee to him in the corner, one connecting with Devine’s head and the other connecting with his right arm.

Rick: WOW …. Great athleticism by Flynn!

The veteran then grabs the head of Devine before delivering a running bulldog to The Mafia member. Flynn then covers Devine, holding “The Gambler’s” right arm as he does so:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Tyson: Great resilience shown by Devine there Ty …. Somehow managing to get his damaged arm up off the mat to kick out!

Rick: Flynn is really taking it to his younger opponent thus far!

Flynn begins to pummel away with fierce rights and lefts to a laid out Devine’s right arm before locking in a hammerlock whilst Devine continues to lie on his chest. While Flynn has the hold locked in, he leaps into the air before driving his knee into the shoulder of Devine, with The Mafia member screaming in agony as he connects. Flynn repeats the process once more, driving his knee into the shoulder of Devine, before releasing the hammerlock and beginning to hit Devine with more fierce knees into the shoulder. Flynn then attempts to lift Devine onto a vertical base. However, as he is doing so, Devine somehow manages to bring his arm forward towards Flynn and poke him in the eye without the referee noticing, causing Flynn to stagger back holding his eye.

Tyson: Haha … Vintage Devine there!

Rick: I cant believe the referee didn’t notice that!

Devine gets back onto his feet and delivers a hard clothesline with his left arm to the veteran. Devine then shakes his right arm around a little before walking towards Flynn, who is using the ropes to recuperate and get back onto a vertical base. As Flynn lays chest first on the middle rope, Devine wastes no time and begins to drill his knee into the back of the veteran superstar. The referee begins to count, with Devine releasing after the four count. A look of concern is highlighted even further on Charisma’s face as Devine chases the referee angrily around the ring due to the fact that he was being counted out. Devine then turns around before dragging Flynn up off his knees and irish whipping him towards the opposite ropes. The Mafia member waits for Flynn to bounce off the far ropes before dashing towards him and hitting the veteran with a high knee to the face. Devine once again shakes off his right arm once again before dropping onto the mat and making the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Devine argues with the referee slightly, claiming he counted slow before lifting Flynn back onto a vertical base. The Mafia member hits Flynn with a hard uppercut to the head, causing Flynn to fall back onto the middle rope in a daze. Devine shrugs off his injury once again before lifting Flynn back up and hitting him with yet another uppercut, forcing Flynn to fall onto his knees in a daze. The Mafia member quickly looks to gain on his offence and attempts to lift Flynn for a suplex. However, Devine’s right arm suddenly gives away and he is forced to drop Flynn over the ropes and onto the apron. The Mafia member heads towards the opposite side of the ring, holding his arm in agony. Meanwhile, Flynn recuperates on the apron, using the top rope as a leverage to keep him on his feet. Devine turns around and begins to walk towards Flynn before attempting to grab him by the hair. However, Flynn uses his veteran experience and manages to grab Devine’s right arm before dropping off the apron, causing The Mafia member’s arm to bounce fiercely off the top rope.

Rick: Great veteran instinct shown by Freddy Flynn there to grab Devine’s right arm and hang it on the top rope!

Flynn gasps on the mat for a few moments, still feeling dazed and goggled after the uppercuts he received earlier, before dragging Devine onto the apron and getting up onto it himself. The veteran superstar then lifts Devine up onto his feet. Flynn continues his offence on the apron, connecting with a big right hand on Devine. He then attempts to hit Devine with another one but “The Gambler” somehow manages to block it with his left arm before delivering a hard kick to the sternum area of Flynn. The Mafia member then holds his right arm for a mere two seconds before grabbing his opponent in a front headlock using his left arm and delivering a hard DDT to Flynn, with Devine landing on his feet on the outside as Flynn’s head plants into the corner of the apron. Flynn lays on the apron unconscious as the thud of the move echoes through the reaction of amazement from the fans.

Rick: What a move by Devine …. That could be the killer blow there …. Did you hear Flynn’s head collide with the corner of the mat?

Tyson: Yes I did and I believe we can certainly say adios to the career of one “Fabulous” Freddy Flynn …. And probably to that new nose that he got fixed a few years ago as well!

Charisma is shown with her hands covering her mouth in shock as she analyses both men on the outside of the ring, paying particular attention to see if Flynn moves. However, as Devine shakes off his injury a little, a motionless Flynn falls off the apron and to the outside of the ring. The ruthless Mafia leader quickly attempts to lift Flynn onto his feet, struggling to do it as quickly as he would like to due to the injury of his right arm. After a few moments, Devine manages to get Flynn onto a vertical base before slowly sliding him into the ring. The Mafia member quickly follows before covering Flynn in an attempt to end the match and his career:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Tyson: How did Flynn kick out of that one???

Devine is shown with an amazed look on his face as the camera focuses in on blood trekking down from Flynn’s nose. The Mafia member wastes no time and immediately sits on Flynn before pummeling the dazed veteran with hard left hands to the head. The referee begins to count Devine out as he continues to unleash the shots at a fast pace, with ruthless superstar stopping at the four count.

Tyson: Flynn made the biggest mistake of his career not laying down for the three there … Now Devine is gonna do to Flynn what he said he was gonna do to him on Rampage!

Devine waits for a few moments before unleashing a fierce stomp to the forehead of Flynn. The Mafia member continues his offense and unleashes another stomp straight to the forehead of the veteran before lifting him onto a vertical base. Devine then proceeds to hit Flynn with a fierce right hand, forcing the veteran to stumble back and fall onto the middle rope. “The Gambler” quickly takes time to nurse his damaged arm as he walks towards his opponent before lifting him onto a vertical base and irish whipping him towards the opposite ropes. Devine waits anxiously for Flynn to return before leaping in the air and nailing him with a high-elevated spinning elbow smash on the return. The Mafia member then makes yet another cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

The force of Flynn’s kickout causes the veteran to leap into the air and stagger into the corner, with Devine quickly following. The Mafia member gains on his offense, continuing to focus on the head of Flynn by driving his left elbow straight into his forehead. The ruthless Mafia member continues his aggressive approach by driving yet another elbow straight into the forehead of Flynn. He then takes time to irish whipping the veteran towards the adjacent corner before nursing his arm further due to the pressure that whipping Flynn to the to the corner caused. He then dashes towards Flynn in the corner before lifting his right foot in the air and attempting to deliver a big boot to Flynn in the corner. However, somehow Flynn manages to stagger out of the way and Devine’s foot gets caught over the top rope. Devine screams in pain as the ropes continue to put more pressure on his right leg as Charisma is shown with a conflicted expression on her face.

Rick: Great movement and awareness shown by Freddy Flynn there to get out of the way of that shot!

Flynn collapses onto the mat due to the beating he has received over the last few moments of the match as Devine struggles to unhook his right boot from over the top rope due to the stress of his arm injury. A couple of seconds later, The Mafia member manages to unhook his leg from over the top rope before turning around and walking towards his motionless challenger. He then attempts to lift Flynn onto his feet but the veteran senses it and quickly rolls Devine up with a small package:

Rick: He’s rolled him up!

One….
Two…
Thr…
Kickout!

Both men quickly leap back onto their feet before dashing towards one another, with Devine somehow beating Flynn to the punch and knocking him down with an axe handle smash. Devine then takes the time to nurse his shoulder following the collision it had with Flynn’s head.

Tyson: Great clothesline by Devine!

The Mafia member lifts Flynn back onto a vertical base before delivering a snapmare to him, putting the veteran on a sitting position. He continues his offense by driving his knee three times into the back of Flynn before locking in a fierce headlock on him. The Mafia member begins to wrench the head of Flynn even further as Flynn begins to swing his arms around in a dazed state.

Tyson: Haha, it seems like Devine is going to put Flynn to bed and put his career there along with it!

Flynn’s arms eventually stop flapping and the veteran begins to lay there in a state of unconsciousness, much to the worry of the fans. The referee then gets onto one knee and raises the right arm of Flynn as Devine releases some of the pressure he is enforcing on Flynn due to his injured arm. The referee lets go of Flynn’s arm and it immediately falls down and hits the canvas. The referee quickly signals that was the first of three counts before raising Flynn’s right arm into the air for the second time, with Flynn’s arm dropping straight to the mat once again.

Tyson: That’s two!

The referee signals to the ring announcer that Flynn’s arm dropped a second time as huge “Freddy” chants are heard blasting throughout the arena. He then raises Flynn’s arm for the third and last time before releasing it and looking in shock as the veteran’s arm stays in the air, much to the delight of the fans and the anger of Devine.

Rick: He’s still in it Ty …

Flynn begins to fight his way up, flapping his two arms in the air and using the adrenaline he is being filled with through the reactions to get onto one knee as Devine tries desperately to keep the hold locked in. Flynn then manages to get onto one foot, as he waves his arms around to signal that he is still in this contest and still awake before forcing himself onto a vertical base. The blood is shown trekking down from his nose onto Devine’s arm as Devine quickly releases the hold and begins to club Flynn in the back in hopes of continuing his offence. The Mafia member then begins to hit Flynn with fierce lefts to the head before irish whipping him against the ropes. Devine waits for Flynn to return but the flashy veteran returns quicker than expected and manages to hit him with a flying forearm to the head, knocking Devine onto the mat. “The Gambler” quickly bounces back up and attempts to walk towards a dazed Flynn, with the “Fabulous One” responding by delivering a right hand to Devine, knocking him down once again. Devine gets back up once again before Flynn begins to pummel him with more right hands directly to the head, forcing his opponent towards the ropes before bouncing him off them. The veteran waits for Devine to return before spinning around and delivering a spinning heel kick to the head of The Mafia member.

Rick: Great spinning heel kick … That may knock out of a few teeth!

Flynn then lies for a moment, hoping to regain some energy back before crawling quickly towards his opponent and making the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Flynn looks up at the referee for a moment before glancing over at Charisma, who is still looking conflicted. The flashy veteran then picks Devine up onto a vertical base and lifts him up in a suplex position before dropping him on his head, delivering the brainbuster. Flynn then signals that he is going up on top in an tempt to finish things off.

Rick: It may be time Ty … We may be seeing a “Fabulous Flight”

Flynn staggers out onto the apron before climbing slowly onto the top turnbuckle in order to gain stamina. As he steps onto the middle rope, he glances over at Charisma who begins to urge him to go up and finish it off.

Tyson: Why the hell is she siding with Flynn?

Rick: Would you blame her after the way she has been treated by Johnny Devine … I’m surprised that she still seems conflicted about this situation!

Flynn climbs onto the top rope, still in a daze due to the beating his head has received at the hands of the ruthless Mafia member. Flynn then signals that he is going to hit his finisher “The Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: Here it comes…

As soon as Flynn has finished his top rope pose, Johnny Devine manages to quickly leap onto his feet before dashing towards the turnbuckle and running up the bottom and middle ropes. He then quickly grabs Flynn and delivers a holding overhead belly to belly suplex to him off the top rope,

Rick: OH MY GOD!

Flynn’s back is heard thumping off the mat as Devine falls down in a seemingly unconscious state whilst “Holy S**t” chants blast throughout the arena.

Tyson: I cant believe what I have just witnessed … If that is not the end of Freddy Flynn’s career then I don’t know how it will end … What athleticism shown by JD!

The referee is shown attending to Freddy Flynn, checking to see if he is OK as Charisma is shown with her hands at her mouth once again, in a state of shock and worry. The referee then begins to count both men out of the match.

Rick: God Ty … Listen to this crowd!

Huge “Holy S**t” chants continue to blast throughout the arena as the referee counts both men out for the third second.

4….
5….
6….


Johnny Devine is then shown moving on the mat as he turns around towards Flynn and sees him, lying motionless. The Mafia member then begins to crawl slowly towards Flynn, grasping his right arm as he tries desperately to get to Flynn and make the cover that could potentially end a career.

Tyson: Come on JD … All you need to do is cover him and we can say goodbye to Freddy Flynn!

As Tyson makes this statement, Devine manages to drag himself a little bit further and drapes his left arm over Flynn for the cover:

One…
Two…
Thr…

But somehow Flynn manages to get his right shoulder up off the mat to kick out!

Tyson: How the hell did he do that?

Devine is shown with his arm still draped over Flynn as the fans chants for the “Fabulous” one get even louder.

Rick: Listen to these fans Ty … they are urging Freddy Flynn on …. They don’t want this to be the end of what has been a Fabulous career!

Charisma is shown smashing the ring mat with her right hand as the chants for Freddy Flynn get even louder. Devine is then shown showing some consciousness and the chants begin to die down as he gets onto one knee, lifting Flynn up with him. The Mafia member then drags Flynn onto a vertical base and hits him with a tiresome uppercut, causing Flynn to fall back onto one knee. Devine drags Flynn back onto his feet again before delivering a second uppercut straight to the forehead of Flynn, knocking him back onto one knee. “The Gambler” quickly lifts Flynn back onto a vertical base for the third consecutive time over the last minute or so before attempting another uppercut. However, this time Flynn manages to dodge the shot, causing Devine to spin around, before quickly underhooking The Mafia members two arms and sliding onto the mat, forcing Devine’s shoulders on the mat in the process and successfully performing a backslide pinning attempt.

Rick: Flynn has a pinfall attempt!

One…
Two…
Thr…

But Devine just manages to push himself out of the position to break up the pinfall attempt.

Rick: God Ty, Freddy Flynn was a whisker away from winning Charisma’s services and keeping his career intact!

Both men begin to crawl back onto their feet, with Devine retreating into the corner to gain some strength. As soon as Flynn gets back onto his feet, he walks over towards Devine and begins to hit him with more hard chops to the chest of The Mafia member, with a huge gash developing on his chest. Flynn continues his offense by dragging Devine out of the corner before delivering a scoop slam to him. The flashy veteran then glances at Devine for a moment before running towards the ropes and springboarding off the middle one, turning around in mid air and hitting Devine with a leg drop. Flynn quickly covers Devine:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Flynn once again goes to work on Devine’s right arm, dragging it towards the ropes before placing it on the bottom rope. The flashy veteran then takes time to use the ropes as a leverage to leap in the air before dropping down in a sitting position onto the arm. The Mafia member begins to yell in pain, rolling around the mat holding his arm whilst the flashy veteran grabs his arm again and placing it on the bottom rope. Flynn proceeds to repeat the process again, using the ropes as a leverage to jump into the air before sitting down on Devine’s right arm. “The Gambler” once again begins to roll around the ring, holding his right arm in fierce pain as Flynn slowly follows.

Rick: The punishment that Freddy Flynn has put on that right arm has been deadly Ty …. It puts JD under serious pressure if he wants to finish Flynn with the “Real Deal”!

Flynn lifts Devine onto a vertical base before proceeding to hit him with more hard chops to the chest, making the gash even more noticeable. The “Fabulous One” then irish whips Devine towards the opposite ropes and waits anxiously for him to return. However, The Mafia member somehow finds the strength to return and leap over his opponent, grabbing him by the waste in the process and looking to perform a sunset flip roll up. However, he struggles to take the veteran down as his right arm continues to bother him and Flynn quickly sits on Devine before hooking his two legs for a cover of his own.

Rick: Great counter by Flynn!

One…
Two…
Thr…

But Devine just manages to push himself up and kickout at the last moment.

Rick: God Ty, another near fall!

Both men quickly leap onto their feet and Devine quickly looks to hit Flynn with a right hand. However, his flashy opponent manages to duck the shot causing “The Gambler” to swing around. Flynn then grabs Devine in a back waistlock before performing a german suplex to him. The “Fabulous One” keeps a hold of Devine’s waist and he pulls him back onto a vertical base before performing another german suplex to him.

Rick: And another one … He is really looking to punish him Ty!

Flynn keeps a hold of Devine’s waist once again before dragging him onto a vertical base and getting set to deliver a third one. However, Devine manages to block the attempt before quickly rolling Flynn up with a victory roll in hopes of getting the victory:

One…
Two…
Thr…

Tyson: He’s gonna get it!

But Flynn just manages to push himself out of the attempt before the three. Both men once again get straight back onto their feet and dash towards one another, with Flynn’s quickness prevailing as he manages to get behind Devine and successfully deliver a third german suplex to him.

Rick: And there is the trifecta Ty… God Flynn’s career was very nearly close to ending there!

Flynn takes another glance at Charisma, who has a shocked look on her face as she looks on at the action, before signaling for the second time in the match that he is gonna hit the “Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: He is signaling for it Ty … Could the end finally be near?

Flynn staggers through the middle rope and onto the apron before beginning his quest to climb onto the top rope. Huge “Freddy Flynn” chants are heard blasting throughout the arena as he continues to climb onto the top rope.

Rick: Listen to these fans Ty … they are urging Freddy Flynn to get on top and finally finish this one off!

Flynn reaches the top rope before posing once more to signal that he is looking to hit the “Fabulous Flight”. The fans then erupt to a maximum and get onto their feet as Flynn leaps off, looking to drive his elbow straight into the chest of “The Gambler”. However, as Flynn is a mere millimeter away from connecting, the ruthless Mafia member manages to roll out of the way and Flynn’s elbow crashes with the ringmat.

Rick: Devine got out of the way!

Tyson: Great show of courage by Devine to move out of the way … He is really testing the veteran tonight at what has been a fantastic pay per view thus far!

The referee begins to survey the carnage as the fans continue to stand on their feet, hoping that it wasn’t the last time they witnessed Freddy Flynn attempting his signature finisher. The referee then begins to count both men out as Charisma continues to look on in amazement as to what Flynn is putting himself through just to get her services.

1….
2….
3….

After the third count, the fans begin to count along with the referee.

4….
5….
6….

At the sixth count, Devine begins to show signs of consciousness as he begins to turn himself slowly around and crawl slowly towards his motionless opponent.

Rick: JD is crawling slowly towards Flynn…

Devine continues to crawl towards his opponent before making one last ditch move forward and managing to get his body over Flynn:

One…
Two…
Thr…

But Flynn just manages to get his shoulder up before the three count.

Rick: HE KICKED OUT!

Tyson: How the hell did he do that?

Rick: Freddy Flynn is showing a tremendous amount of resilience in this match Ty … He doesn’t want his career to come to an end … and neither do these fans!

Devine slams his left hand off the mat before sliding under the bottom rope and pulling his dazed and battered opponent by his feet towards the apron, The Mafia member then pulls Flynn to the outside of the ring before grabbing him by the waist and slamming his back straight into the side of the ring. Flynn yells in pain as Devine takes a moment to hold his right arm and shake off a few cobwebs. “The Gambler” quickly proceeds to repeat the same process, grabbing Flynn by the waist and slamming his back into the side of the ring again. The veteran falls onto one knee, clutching his back as Devine slides back into the ring to break up the referees count. The Mafia member then lifts Flynn onto a vertical base before hitting him with a hard heatbutt, causing the “Fabulous One” to stagger towards the ring announcers desk. Devine continues his offense, grabbing Flynn by the waist before driving his back into the ring announcers desk. Flynn falls onto his knees clutching his back once again as Devine looks around and aggressively tells Charisma a nearby Charisma to get out of the way. Charisma responds to his commands as Devine turns back around to continue his offense on Flynn.

Rick: I cannot believe the disrespect Johnny Devine has just shown to Charisma Ty … What sort of man treats a woman like that?

Tyson: Give him a break will you …. He told her to get out of the way for her own benefit!

Devine slides back into the ring to break the referees count before sliding back out and lifting his opponent onto a vertical base. The Mafia member then proceeds to drag Flynn away from the announcers desk before grabbing him by his right arm and irish whipping him towards the steel steps. Flynn’s back hits the steps hard as the fans nearby are shown with worried expressions on their faces. Devine takes the time to swing his damaged arm around a little as he walks towards Flynn before lifting him back onto his feet. The Mafia member then slides Flynn back into the ring before following him and making a quick cover:

One…
Two…
Thr…

But Flynn manages to get his foot onto the ropes before the referee can plant his hand onto the mat for the third time.

Rick: Flynn kicks out again!

The Mafia member takes a quick glance at the referee before lifting Flynn onto a vertical base and dragging him into the corner. Devine begins to take shots at Flynn, hitting him with hard knees in the sternum area before lifting his boot and beginning to choke out Flynn with it. The referee begins to count as Devine continues to choke Flynn out, with The Mafia member stopping after the third count. The referee begins to lecture Devine, telling him to stop using dirty tactics, with “The Gambler” ignoring everything the official has to say. Devine then proceeds to drag Flynn along the ropes before irish whipping him against them, waiting for his opponent to return and delivering a snap powerslam to him. He then goes for the cover:

One…
Two…
Thr…

But Flynn kicks out just before the three, much to the dismay of Devine who once again thumps the mat in frustration before yelling in the veteran’s face “When are you going to quit old timer, do you not know what I am capable of doing to you?” The Mafia member then takes the time to get onto a vertical base before spitting in the face of his opponent.

Rick: Oh My God Ty …. I cant believe what I have just seen … how disrespectful? What an a**hole this guy really is!

The fans in the arena begin to boo ferociously as Devine makes his way onto the apron before walking towards the turnbuckle and beginning to climb onto the top rope. Devine continues to climb onto the top rope before reaching it and beginning to taunt Freddy Flynn, waiting for the flashy veteran to get back onto a vertical base. Devine begins to pull off a few Flynn poses on the turnbuckle as Flynn begins to show signs of consciousness and manages to get himself back onto one knee. Devine continues to wait anxiously as Flynn slowly gets onto one foot. The flashy veteran then gets onto two feet before turning around, with Devine quickly leaping off and attempting to hit his prey with a flying clothesline from the top rope However, the “Fabulous One” senses the move coming and manages to grab Devine’s right arm in mid air before taking him down with a quick armbar and locking in an armbar submission hold on The Mafia members injured arm.

Rick: Flynn has an armbar submission locked in …. And Devine has nowhere to go!

Devine begins to scream in pain as Flynn pulls Devine’s right arm back even further as the fans are heard in the background in an overwhelming amount of excitement.

Tyson: How is he gonna get out of this one Rick …. Devine’s arm cannot be capable of much more!

Rick: Flynn is pulling Devine’s arm back as hard as he can … He is doing everything to save Charisma from the clutches of his opponent and his career at the same time!

Devine is shown screaming in pain, trying to drag himself away from the middle of the ring. However, the overwhelming amount of pressure that Flynn is putting on the arm prevents him from doing so.

Rick: Devine is in no position to move Ty …. Flynn has him trapped and in the centre of the ring as well!

Devine continues to scream in fierce agony as the referee constantly asks Devine whether he wants to give up or not, with The Mafia member painfully saying that he doesn’t want to. Flynn’s face turns even more red and filled with anger as he pulls Devine’s arm back even further, with the fans still looking on, shouting in anticipation in the belief that Devine is about to quit.

Tyson: His shoulder is gonna snap Rick ….

Rick: These fans are just waiting for Devine to tap out and for Flynn to win!

As Flynn continues to pull “The Gambler’s” arm back as far as he can, The Mafia member lets out a huge roar before pressing his left hand on the mat and forcing himself somewhat to raise himself off the mat, with Flynn quickly leaping onto him, keeping the armbar locked in as he lays on The Mafia members back. Devine immediately falls back onto the mat.

Rick: How Devine is still in this I don’t know … Flynn is doing everything to exert as much pressure on Devine as possible!

Flynn continues to pull away at Devine’s arm before the ruthless Mafia member lets out another big yell before using his left hand to force himself back off the mat once more, this time dragging Flynn up with him.

Tyson: He is lifting him up on his back Rick … How the hell is he doing that?

Flynn continues to pull away at Devine’s right arm as The Mafia member somehow manages to get onto onto one knee, with Flynn still keeping a hold of and stretching away at Devine’s arm with the armbar. Devine then manages to get onto his second knee as the fans look on in shock, as does Charisma from the outside.

Rick: How is Devine finding the strength to do this?

Devine is shown getting onto two feet as the crowd react in full force in amazement as Flynn does his best to hold onto Devine’s arm as well to keep the armbar locked in as well as hold onto his shoulders to prevent him falling. The Mafia member then somehow manages to hoist Flynn further onto both shoulders, forcing Flynn to break the armbar before dropping sideways and delivering his finisher the “Devine Valley Driver” to him.

Tyson: HOLY S**T!

The fans erupt in amazement at what they have just witnessed as both men lay motionless in the ring.

Rick: I cannot believe what I have just witnessed …

Tyson: I will tell you what you have just witnessed Ricky Boy … You have just witnessed an unbelievable showing of strength as well as resilience by Johnny Devine …. And you may have just witnessed the last moments of Freddy Flynn’s career as well!

Huge “This is awesome” chants are heard blasting throughout the arena as both men continue to lie motionless in the center of the ring. Charisma is shown with an extremely worried look on her face as the atmosphere in the arena reaches a maximum, with the fans in a shock of belief over what has happened over the last few moments. Suddenly, Devine is shown moving, raising his left arm in the air before glancing around and noticing Flynn lying motionless in the center of the ring.

Tyson: All he has to do is drape his arm over Flynn is this one is over … Cover him!

Devine manages to turn himself around before dragging himself a few centimetres further towards Flynn before draping his left arm over him for the cover:

One… (fans shout out)
Two… (fans shout out)
Three. (fans shout out)

FLYNN GETS HIS RIGHT SHOULDER UP!

Rick: FLYNN KICKED OUT …. HIS CAREER IS STILL INTACT!

The fans in the arena enter a frenzy as Flynn kicks out, belting out “Freddy Flynn”, as Charisma is shown with a big smile on her face on the outside.

Tyson: How did Flynn kick out of the Devine Valley Driver ….

Rick: I don’t know Ty but what I can tell you is that this has been one hell of a match …. Both men are fighting this one out like it is for the world title, that’s how much is at stake here!

Devine begins to show signs of more movement as he manages to crawl towards the ropes before using them as a leverage to get back on his feet. Devine lays back on the top rope to keep him on his feet as he attempts to gain some much-needed stamina, glancing at Charisma in a huge daze as he does so. The ruthless Mafia member then looks to gain more offence by staggering towards Flynn and grabbing his feet, getting ready to lock in the sharpshooter.

Tyson: Knowing the damage that Flynn’s back and his old noggin has received in this match, there is no way he will be able to break out of this one!

Devine attempts to hook his leg in between Flynn’s legs but the flashy veteran shows signs of a fight, wriggling around and throwing kicks in Devine’s direction in desperation. As Devine is about to turn Flynn around and lock in the hold completely, Flynn manages to unhook one of his legs from Devine’s right arm before pushing it forward and Devine with it, causing The Mafia member to fall through the middle ropes in the corner and hit his right shoulder off the ring post.

Rick: WOW … What a counter by Freddy Flynn!

The fans cheer hugely as Devine lies in the corner with his shoulder leaning on the ring post, screaming in agony after the collision his arm just had with the ring post.

Tyson: How much more can his arm take!

Flynn manages to get back on his feet as Devine staggers out of the corner and turns around towards the flashy veteran. Flynn quickly sees Devine coming and delivers a hard kick to the sternum before placing his opponents head in between his legs and lifting him up for a piledriver, successfully delivering the move. Flynn lays on the mat for a few moments, jaded due to the effort he has put into the match as a whole. Flynn then manages to crawl towards Devine and quickly make the cover:

One… (fans shout out)
Two… (fans shout out)
Three. (fans shout out)

DEVINE GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Rick: WOW … HOW CLOSE WAS THAT!

Tyson: I am sweating just watching this match …. This has been unbelievable!

Flynn manages to crawl towards the ropes before using them as a leverage to get back onto his feet. He then glances at Charisma, who responds with a smile, as Flynn lets everybody know that he is going to go up to the top rope to attempt his finisher the “Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: He is signaling for it Ty …. Could it be third time lucky?

Flynn steps out onto the apron before beginning his quest to climb to the top rope and finally perform a “Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: You can feel the adrenaline pumping around in Flynn’s body from over here!

As Flynn just gets onto the top rope, Devine begins to show signs of movement and quickly crawls towards the referee and pushing him, causing the referee to hit the ropes and Flynn to fall in-between the top turnbuckle

Tyson: HAHA WHAT A FANTASTIC MOVE!


Devine gets onto a vertical base, only to be confronted by the referee who begins to lecture him for pushing him. The Mafia member throws his two arms in the air, pleading his innocence as the referee continues to lecture him.

Rick: He is pleading his innocence Ty …. Does he think this referee is stupid?

Tyson: I don’t know if he thinks the referee is stupid but I do know that Johnny Devine is one smart individual!

As Devine continues to plead his innocence, the referee gives up and turns around to check if Flynn is OK. However, as he walks towards the “Fabulous One”, Devine runs up behind him and clubs him in the back, knocking the referee down onto the mat.

Rick: WHAT THE HELL???

Devine begins to stomp away at the referee’s back, forcing him to roll to the outside of the ring, as the fans in the arena boo The Mafia member to a maximum. “The Gambler” then stops his assault on the referee before glancing towards the audience with a sadistic smile on his face.

Rick: WHY THE HELL HAS HE NOT DISQUALIFIED DEVINE?

Tyson: Why don’t you ask him Rick …. When he wakes up!!!!

Devine sadistic smile then turns to one of anger as he glances towards Flynn, who is still sitting on the turnbuckle in fierce pain. The Mafia member walks over towards the turnbuckle Flynn is on before beginning to climb up it, hitting Flynn with fierce left hands as he makes his way up. Devine then hooks Flynn in position for a superplex off the top rope.

Rick: God Ty …. Flynn has already fallen high off that top rope twice tonight, I don’t think his back could take anymore of it!

As Devine attempts to deliver the move, Flynn somehow manages to block the attempt. Devine releases Flynn from the position before hitting him with two hard left hand to the head. The Mafia member then hooks him in position for the superplex again before attempting to deliver the move. However, Flynn manages to block the attempt for the second consecutive time before hitting Devine with a few right hands to the sternum, forcing The Mafia member to release the superplex hold. The Flashy veteran then hits Devine with faster paced right hands to the head, with The Mafia member staggering on the top turnbuckle. The “Fabulous One” delivers one more hard right hand and Devine falls back into the ring, much to the delight of the fans who erupt with cheers. Huge “Fly Flynn” chants begin to blast throughout the arena as the flashy veteran gazes around the arena with a dazed look on his face. He then takes a glimpse at Charisma, who is urging him to perform the “Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: GO ON FLYNN …. THIS IS YOUR CHANCE!

Flynn balances himself onto the top rope before looking at Devine, who is lying in a perfect position in the ring. The flashy veteran then flies off the top rope and drives his elbow into the chest of Devine, hitting his trademark “Fabulous Flight” on the fourth time he went for it.

Rick: HE HIT IT …. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS COVER HIM …. COVER HIM FREDDY!

Flynn manages to drag himself on top of Devine before hooking his leg for the cover. The fans begin to chant the count:

ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
FOUR…
FIVE…

Rick: THIS ONE WOULD BE OVER ONLY THAT DAMN DEVINE KNOCKED DOWN THE REFEREE …. THIS IS A DISGRACE!

Flynn gets back onto a vertical base before walking towards the ropes and glancing out towards the outside of the ring, noticing the referee lying unconscious. The flashy veteran begins to scream at the referee, hoping to get his attention as a familiar face is shown running down the ramp with a steel chair in his hand. Huge jeers begin to utter throughout the arena.

Rick: What the hell does Nick Foster want … And he has a steel chair in his hand!

Foster immediately slides into the ring and waits anxiously for Flynn to turn around.

Rick: Look behind you Freddy!

After failing to get a response, Flynn turns back around, with Foster wasting no time and immediately dashing towards Flynn, smashing him in the head with the steel chair.

Tyson: HAHA …. CHEERIO FLYNNY BOY!

Foster throws the chair onto the mat before approaching Devine and dragging him towards Flynn. Foster then throws him on top of the flashy veteran before dashing to the outside and attempting to wake up the referee.

Rick: I cannot believe this …. This is a tragedy!

Foster manages to get the waken the referee up before helping him onto his feet and sliding him into the ring. The referee starts to crawl further towards the side of the ring in which Devine is covering Flynn as the fans in the arena are heard booing and jeering throughout the arena. The dazed referee is then heard counting a slow pinfall:

ONE…

TWO…

Rick: NOT THIS WAY!

THRE.

FLYNN GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Rick: HE KICKED OUT …. FLYNN IS STILL FIGHTING!

The referee falls onto the mat with tiresome as Devine is shown laying on the mat, agitated due to the fact that Flynn kicked out. Meanwhile, Nick Foster is shown on the outside looking in shock as Charisma is shown clapping, relieved that Flynn kicked out.

Rick: Devine cannot believe it Ty …. Look at the expression on his face!

Devine manages to crawl towards the ropes before using them to help him get back onto a vertical base. The Mafia member then looks over at the referee, who is showing even further signs of consciousness, and staggers over towards him. “The Gambler” then drops a huge elbow drop onto the referees back, knocking him unconscious again before getting back onto his feet to a tremendous amount of boos from the fans.

Rick: I cannot believe this man is getting away with this … how has he not been disqualified Ty?

Devine proceeds to walk towards the centre of the ring, where he picks up the steel chair that Foster introduced into the match before drawing it back and waiting for his opponent to get back onto a vertical base.

Tyson: I wouldn’t get up if I was you Freddy!

Flynn begins to crawl towards the ropes before using them as a leverage to get help him back onto one knee. The fans are heard in the background yelling for Flynn to watch out behind him as Devine draws back the steel chair even further, with a sadistic expression developing on his face as he does so. Flynn then gets back onto his feet as the fans are heard yelling out at the veteran, attempting to warn the dazed superstar what is in store for him. Flynn holds onto the top rope for a moment before turning around, with a crazed Devine dashing towards him straight away and moving the chair fiercely in the direction of Flynn’s head. However, the “Fabulous One” manages to duck the shot by falling onto the mat, causing the chair to bounce off the top rope and reflex back into Devine’s face.

Rick: YES!

Devine staggers back in a serious daze as a shocked Foster slides back into the ring and runs towards a half standing Flynn, attempting to blind side him. The flashy veteran sees Foster coming with the corner of his eye though and manages to pull the ropes down, causing Foster to fly over them much to the delight of the fans who enter a frenzy.

Tyson: NOOO!

Flynn wastes no time and immediately walks up towards Devine, who has fell onto his knees before locking in a full nelson. Flynn then proceeds to sit on Devine’s back keeping the full nelson locked in and thus locking in his finisher; the “Fabulous Full Nelson”.

Rick: HE HAS IT LOCKED IN TY …. AND IN THE CENTRE OF THE RING AS WELL!

The fans cheers reach a maximum as Flynn wrenches the submission hold in further with Devine yelling in fierce agony and pain.

Tyson: Devine’s arm must be killing him!

Devine is heard uttering that he quits, with the fans still standing on their feet waiting anxiously for the bell to ring.

Rick: DEVINE GAVE UP … DEVINE GAVE UP!

However, the bell cannot be heard ringing through the reactions of the fans.

Tyson: But the referee is down … Nobody is there to call it Ricky Boy!

Rick: This is not right … This match should be over!

Devine continues to yell in agony, noticeably uttering that he wants out of the match before out of nowhere…

Rick: WHAT THE HELL!

Charisma blasts Freddy Flynn straight across the forehead with the steel chair, as the fans anticipative and positive reactions turn to ones of shock and disbelief. Charisma is shown with a sadistic smile on her face, staring straight into the face on the unconscious Freddy Flynn as boos begin to blast throughout the arena.

Tyson: Johnny Devine you genius!

Rick: It was a set up all along …. Charisma never had any desire to align with Freddy Flynn ... I cannot believe what I am witnessing!

Devine glances up in a daze at Charisma and winks at her before crawling towards Flynn and covering him. Another referee appears from the curtain and begins to dash down the ramp towards the ring.

Rick: And talk about timing as well …. Somebody has to stop this!

Tyson: Well it will be over in the next five seconds my friend … and so will Flynn’s career!

The referee slides into the ring and immediately begins to count the pinfall:

ONE…

TWO…

Rick: NOT THIS WAY!

THREE.

FLYNN GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Rick: OH MY GOD …. FLYNN’S STILL IN IT!

The fans cheer once again to a maximum, with chants of “Freddy Flynn” nearly blowing the roof off the building.

Tyson: Why wont this guy stay down?

Devine is shown with an unbelievably shocked face as he glances over at Charisma and Nick Foster on the outside, who also cannot believe that Flynn kicked out.

Rick: Freddy Flynn is determined to keep fighting and keep his career going …. He is refusing to give up!

The Mafia member gets onto his feet and angrily confronts the referee in a state of disbelief. He kicks the bottom rope with frustration before angrily walking back towards Flynn and aggressively lifting him onto his feet. The Mafia member then hoists Flynn onto his shoulders and falls sideways, planting Flynn down with the “Devine Valley Driver” for the second time in the match.

Rick: NO!

The fans reactions die down as Devine covers Flynn yet again, this time hooking the leg:

ONE…

TWO…

THREE….

DING, DING, DING

Rick: FREDDY FLYNN’S CAREER IS OVER!

“Godfather Waltz” begins to blast through the speakers as Johnny Devine lays on the mat, holding his right arm in fierce pain. Charisma and Nick Foster then enter the ring as the ring announcer begins to speak:

Ring Announcer: Here is your winner …. JOHNNYYYYYYYY DEVINE!

Charisma and Foster attend to Devine as the fans boo extremely heavily as his name is mentioned.

Tyson: You’ve gotta hand it to him buddy …. On this night Johnny Devine came prepared and in the end it paid off!

Rick: He came prepared alright …. He broke every single rule in the book and now Freddy Flynn’s career is over because of it …. It’s a tragedy Ty …. A Tragedy!

Tyson: Quit your whining will you!

Charisma and Foster lift Devine back onto his feet as the camera focuses in on a motionless Flynn. When The Mafia member gets back onto his feet, he takes a quick look at the downed veteran before sadistically laughing.

Rick: I cannot believe that this man is showing no emotion towards Freddy Flynn …. He doesn’t seem to care that he ended Freddy Flynn’s career or the manner in which he did it!

Devine is shown sliding out of the ring before walking up the ramp with Charisma and Foster, grasping his right arm as he is doing so. Devine then stops at the top of the ramp before turning around. Charisma then proceeds to raise Devine’s arm into the air as Foster claps in approval, much to the disliking of the fans who are jeering as loudly as they can. The Mafia then leave through the curtain as the camera focuses back towards Freddy Flynn, who is showing signs of movement.

Match Written by thomasgoff

What about Evans vs Devine!? Doesn't cut the mustard?

[Everlong]

Thomas/Devine.

[Tom]

And here was me thinking that the best match that involved one of your characters was one you didn't even write in:

Spoiler:

”Fabulous” Freddy Flynn vs. Johnny Devine - Career vs. Charisma Match

Ring Announcer: The following is singles match and it is scheduled for one fall!

“Godfather Waltz” blasts through the arena and Johnny Devine appears from the curtain, accompanied by Charisma.

Ring Announcer: Introducing first … now residing from New York City …. Being accompanied by Charisma …. Weighing in at 241 pounds …. He is JOHNNYYYYYYY DEVINE!

Huge boos blast across the arena as Devine walks down the ramp with Charisma, who is still looking uncomfortable due to the fact that Devine was willing to sacrifice her in the match.

Rick: Here is the man who has been given the golden opportunity to do something that many have tried to do in the past and that is end the career of Freddy Flynn. Can he do it Ty?

Tyson: You can never count Devine out of anything my friend …. Especially when he has a member of the family to back him up!

Rick: From the looks of things Ty … It doesn’t seem like Charisma is too happy accompanying her man to the ring tonight …. We saw last week how she was extremely shocked at the fact that Johnny Devine was willing sacrifice her in tonight’s match.

As Devine approaches the ring, he orders Charisma to walk up the steel steps first and hold the middle rope down for him, in which Charisma obliges to. Devine then steps into the ring before getting onto the ropes and taunting the a few of the fans that are close by. He then orders Charisma to take his cloak off him before awaiting for his opponent to arrive. As “Godfather Waltz” dies down, huge “Freddy” chants are heard blasting throughout the arena.

Rick: Listen to the atmosphere ….

Suddenly “Paradise City” by Guns ‘N Roses blasts throughout the arena and a rainbow coloured lights begin to flash all over the arena. Freddy Flynn then appears from the curtain to a tremendous ovation from the fans.

Ring Announcer: Introducing second …. From Denver, Colorado … weighing in at 239 pounds …. He is “FABULOUS” FREDDYYYYYYY FLYNNNN!

Flynn begins to walk down the ramp at a slower pace than usual as a glittering pyro goes off at the side. Flynn keeps his eyes locked on Devine as he walks down the ramp.

Rick: Freddy Flynn knows what is at stake here …. If he wins tonight, he gets Charisma …. If he loses, his career comes to an end!

Tyson: And even though I am not the biggest fan of Freddy Flynn … I can tell you that he is looking focused tonight!

Flynn steps into the ring before walking over to the turnbuckle and climbing up it, posing as he does so. Flynn then performs a back flip off the top rope before walking towards the opposite corner and posing again. Flynn leaps off the turnbuckle before taking his vest off and handing it to the referee. The flashy veteran intensely gazes at Devine before looking in Charisma’s direction and telling her that he will save her from Devine’s clutches. “Paradise City” then fades off into the background as the referee gives a briefing to both men.

Rick: The referee doesn’t want to see any foul play and is letting both men know about it!

The referee signals for the bell and the match to begin:

DING!
DING!
DING!

Both men begin to circle the ring towards one another before walking towards one another and tying up in the centre. Devine manages to get into control and quickly grabs Flynn in a side headlock. As Devine quickly attempts to wrench it in on Flynn even more, the veteran manages to drag The Mafia member towards the ropes before bouncing him off them. Flynn waits for Devine to return but “The Gambler” returns quicker than expected and manages to hit him with a hard shoulder block, knocking the veteran onto the mat. Devine then quickly grabs the legs of Flynn before attempting to lock in his signature submission, the sharpshooter, but the veteran uses his flashiness and quickness to roll backwards and slide to the outside. The referee begins to count Flynn out as the “Fabulous” one takes a quick glance at Charisma, who responds by looking at him with a heartfelt look on her face.

Rick: Charisma seems to be showing some emotion towards Flynn here Ty!

Tyson: Maybe she is Ricky Boy … But I don’t think JD cares …. His main aim seems to be focused on ending the career of Freddy Flynn, that alone is highlighted by the fact that he was willing to put her on the line!

Flynn gets back into the ring and both men begin to circle the ring for the second time. Once again, Devine manages to get into control by quickly grabbing Flynn in a side headlock and wrenching it in. Flynn once again responds by dragging Devine towards the ropes and bouncing him off them. Flynn waits for Devine to return before leap frogging over him. Devine immediately stalls before turning around, only to be met with an arm drag by Flynn. Devine quickly gets back onto his feet before dashing towards Flynn again, with the veteran once again responding by delivering another arm drag, this time locking in an armlock on The Mafia member. Devine quickly gets into a sitting position and begins to wriggle around, attempting to break Flynn’s armlock. Eventually he manages to get onto one knee before rolling forward. Both men quickly get back onto their feet, with Devine being quicker and attempting to deliver a hip toss to Flynn. However, Flynn manages to block it before hitting The Mafia member with a left hand in the sternum area and using Devine’s arm as a leverage to perform a backward flip in the air before delivering a back suplex to his devious opponent. Flynn wastes no time and quickly makes the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

A look of frustration is shown on Charisma’s face on the outside of the ring before both men quickly get back on their feet, with Devine managing to get into control by delivering a scoop slam to Flynn. However, Flynn uses his veteran, unorthodox style to his advantage and raises his two feet in the air before booting The Mafia member in the face and knocking him onto the mat. Flynn then gets back onto his feet, with Devine getting onto them at the same time, and the veteran manages to deliver another arm drag to Devine before locking in an armlock for the second time in the match.

Rick: Flynn is using his experience to his advantage here …. He knows Devine is a guy who will attempt to adapt to his opponents style and he is not letting him adapt to it thus far!

Flynn continues to wrench away at the arm as Devine screams in pain, wriggling around trying to break out of the hold. As Devine gets closer to breaking out of the hold, Flynn sits on him and attempts to lock in the “Fabulous Full Nelson”.

Rick: He is going for a quick finish here Ty … He is looking to lock it in!

Flynn attempts to lock in the full nelson as Devine fights away and wriggles around, attempting to get out of the situation. Just before Flynn can lock it in, Devine manages to roll out of the way and towards the corner, where he uses the ropes as a leverage to get back on his feet.

Tyson: That was a close call there … Great counter and instinctive manoeuvring by JD!

Flynn wastes no time and quickly walks over towards Devine in the corner. The veteran then begins to deliver hard chops to the chest of The Mafia member, with chants of “Wooooooo” being chanted for every chop that connects. Flynn then attempts to irish whip Devine into the opposite corner but The Mafia member manages to reverse it and send Flynn towards the corner instead, with Devine quickly following right behind the veteran. However, as Flynn reaches corner, he manages to use the ropes as a leverage to leap into the air and leap over a coming Devine before turning around and rolling him up for the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Flynn quickly gets back onto his feet as Devine gets onto one knee. The veteran lifts Devine up before grabbing his wrist and twisting around, locking in a wristlock. Flynn begins to wrench the lock in even more, glancing at the fans with a smile on his face as he does so. Devine begins to scream in pain as Flynn wrenches it even further. Flynn then begins to lash the wrist down, causing Devine to fall on the mat as Flynn drags him back onto his feet, keeping the wristlock locked in. Flynn then lashes his wrist down once again, forcing Devine once again to fall on the mat and scream further in agony as the veteran keeps the hold locked in. Flynn then drags Devine back onto his feet before keeping the hold locked in and stepping back a few steps towards the corner. Flynn then begins to climb the ropes. Keeping the hold locked in before beginning to walk along the ropes. However, somehow Devine manages to find the strength to pull Flynn off of the ropes and back towards the ring, causing Flynn’s face to collide with the mat.

Tyson: Great counter by JD …. That will add a few more wrinkles to Flynn’s head!

Devine holds his right arm for a few moments before dragging Flynn back onto his feet and into the corner. The Mafia member then delivers a hard elbow to the head of Flynn, with the camera focusing in on a dazed Flynn as the elbow connects with his head. Devine then steps back once again before driving yet another elbow into the head of the veteran. A look of concern is shown on Charisma’s face as Devine draws his elbow back once more and drives it into Flynn’s skull for the third time. Devine glances at Flynn for a moment before irish whipping him with force towards the opposite corner, causing Flynn to bounce off the turnbuckle and be smashed in the face with a right hand by a running Devine.

Tyson: Haha, Flynn may have a touch of the old alzheimer’s after that one!

Devine looks over at Charisma and shouts out to her that he is doing this for her before bouncing off the ropes and hitting Flynn with a high elevated knee drop to the head. Devine then covers Flynn for his first pinfall attempt of the match:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Devine glances at the referee with a sadistic look on his face before sliding out of the ring, grabbing Flynn’s head as he does so and hanging it under the bottom rope. Devine then takes a few steps back before dashing towards Flynn and delivering a hard elbow to his head before taunting the fans, who respond by booing the hated Mafia member. Devine then takes a few more steps back before delivering another hard elbow to the forehead of the veteran. Devine takes the time to walk over towards Charisma and tell her that “This is for you”, much to the dismay of Charisma who has a confused and conflicted look on her face.

Rick: Charisma is not liking what she is seeing … She doesnt’t want the career of Freddy Flynn to end and it seemingly looks like she doesnt’t want to be with Devine after he put her on the line on Rampage last week!

Devine then walks back over towards Flynn before dragging him to the outside and towards the steel steps. Devine then attempts to drive Flynn’s head into the steps but the veteran manages to block the shot before driving Devine’s head into them, much to the delight of the fans who begin to cheer. Flynn gives Devine no time to recover and drives “The Gambler’s” head into the steal steps for the second time, with the camera panning in on the smile on Charisma’s face. The momentum of the shot forces Devine around towards the opposite side of the ring as Flynn follows him around before stepping onto the apron. Flynn then waits for Devine to turn around before leaping off the apron and hitting The Mafia member with a missile dropkick to the face, causing Devine to fall onto the mat.

Rick: Fantastic aerial move by Freddy Flynn there …. And it paid off!

Flynn gets back on his feet and begins to showboat with the fans, tagging the ones nearest to him as the fans chant his name across the arena. He then proceeds to lift Devine back onto his feet before sliding him back into the ring for the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Flynn wastes no time and goes straight back to working on the right arm of Devine, getting up onto his feet and levelling The Mafia member with a hard side kick to the arm. The thud of the shot echoes throughout the arena as Flynn draws back his leg once more and delivers another side kick to the right arm of Devine, with Devine responding by moving towards the corner, holding his right arm in fierce pain. Flynn quickly moves towards his opponent before delivering more hard stomps to Devine’s right shoulder in the corner, with each one hitting at a faster and harder pace as they connect. The referee begins to count to five as Flynn ferociously continues to stomp fastly at the shoulder of Devine, with the veteran stopping at the three count.

Flynn lifts Devine onto a vertical base before wrapping his right arm around the top rope, putting more pressure on it. The referee begins to count for the disqualification, with Flynn once again releasing at the three count. Flynn continues his offence by delivering a hard, veteran like chop before irish whipping Devine into the corner. The “Fabulous One” quickly follows, running towards Devine and delivering a huge jumping double knee to him in the corner, one connecting with Devine’s head and the other connecting with his right arm.

Rick: WOW …. Great athleticism by Flynn!

The veteran then grabs the head of Devine before delivering a running bulldog to The Mafia member. Flynn then covers Devine, holding “The Gambler’s” right arm as he does so:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Tyson: Great resilience shown by Devine there Ty …. Somehow managing to get his damaged arm up off the mat to kick out!

Rick: Flynn is really taking it to his younger opponent thus far!

Flynn begins to pummel away with fierce rights and lefts to a laid out Devine’s right arm before locking in a hammerlock whilst Devine continues to lie on his chest. While Flynn has the hold locked in, he leaps into the air before driving his knee into the shoulder of Devine, with The Mafia member screaming in agony as he connects. Flynn repeats the process once more, driving his knee into the shoulder of Devine, before releasing the hammerlock and beginning to hit Devine with more fierce knees into the shoulder. Flynn then attempts to lift Devine onto a vertical base. However, as he is doing so, Devine somehow manages to bring his arm forward towards Flynn and poke him in the eye without the referee noticing, causing Flynn to stagger back holding his eye.

Tyson: Haha … Vintage Devine there!

Rick: I cant believe the referee didn’t notice that!

Devine gets back onto his feet and delivers a hard clothesline with his left arm to the veteran. Devine then shakes his right arm around a little before walking towards Flynn, who is using the ropes to recuperate and get back onto a vertical base. As Flynn lays chest first on the middle rope, Devine wastes no time and begins to drill his knee into the back of the veteran superstar. The referee begins to count, with Devine releasing after the four count. A look of concern is highlighted even further on Charisma’s face as Devine chases the referee angrily around the ring due to the fact that he was being counted out. Devine then turns around before dragging Flynn up off his knees and irish whipping him towards the opposite ropes. The Mafia member waits for Flynn to bounce off the far ropes before dashing towards him and hitting the veteran with a high knee to the face. Devine once again shakes off his right arm once again before dropping onto the mat and making the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Devine argues with the referee slightly, claiming he counted slow before lifting Flynn back onto a vertical base. The Mafia member hits Flynn with a hard uppercut to the head, causing Flynn to fall back onto the middle rope in a daze. Devine shrugs off his injury once again before lifting Flynn back up and hitting him with yet another uppercut, forcing Flynn to fall onto his knees in a daze. The Mafia member quickly looks to gain on his offence and attempts to lift Flynn for a suplex. However, Devine’s right arm suddenly gives away and he is forced to drop Flynn over the ropes and onto the apron. The Mafia member heads towards the opposite side of the ring, holding his arm in agony. Meanwhile, Flynn recuperates on the apron, using the top rope as a leverage to keep him on his feet. Devine turns around and begins to walk towards Flynn before attempting to grab him by the hair. However, Flynn uses his veteran experience and manages to grab Devine’s right arm before dropping off the apron, causing The Mafia member’s arm to bounce fiercely off the top rope.

Rick: Great veteran instinct shown by Freddy Flynn there to grab Devine’s right arm and hang it on the top rope!

Flynn gasps on the mat for a few moments, still feeling dazed and goggled after the uppercuts he received earlier, before dragging Devine onto the apron and getting up onto it himself. The veteran superstar then lifts Devine up onto his feet. Flynn continues his offence on the apron, connecting with a big right hand on Devine. He then attempts to hit Devine with another one but “The Gambler” somehow manages to block it with his left arm before delivering a hard kick to the sternum area of Flynn. The Mafia member then holds his right arm for a mere two seconds before grabbing his opponent in a front headlock using his left arm and delivering a hard DDT to Flynn, with Devine landing on his feet on the outside as Flynn’s head plants into the corner of the apron. Flynn lays on the apron unconscious as the thud of the move echoes through the reaction of amazement from the fans.

Rick: What a move by Devine …. That could be the killer blow there …. Did you hear Flynn’s head collide with the corner of the mat?

Tyson: Yes I did and I believe we can certainly say adios to the career of one “Fabulous” Freddy Flynn …. And probably to that new nose that he got fixed a few years ago as well!

Charisma is shown with her hands covering her mouth in shock as she analyses both men on the outside of the ring, paying particular attention to see if Flynn moves. However, as Devine shakes off his injury a little, a motionless Flynn falls off the apron and to the outside of the ring. The ruthless Mafia leader quickly attempts to lift Flynn onto his feet, struggling to do it as quickly as he would like to due to the injury of his right arm. After a few moments, Devine manages to get Flynn onto a vertical base before slowly sliding him into the ring. The Mafia member quickly follows before covering Flynn in an attempt to end the match and his career:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Tyson: How did Flynn kick out of that one???

Devine is shown with an amazed look on his face as the camera focuses in on blood trekking down from Flynn’s nose. The Mafia member wastes no time and immediately sits on Flynn before pummeling the dazed veteran with hard left hands to the head. The referee begins to count Devine out as he continues to unleash the shots at a fast pace, with ruthless superstar stopping at the four count.

Tyson: Flynn made the biggest mistake of his career not laying down for the three there … Now Devine is gonna do to Flynn what he said he was gonna do to him on Rampage!

Devine waits for a few moments before unleashing a fierce stomp to the forehead of Flynn. The Mafia member continues his offense and unleashes another stomp straight to the forehead of the veteran before lifting him onto a vertical base. Devine then proceeds to hit Flynn with a fierce right hand, forcing the veteran to stumble back and fall onto the middle rope. “The Gambler” quickly takes time to nurse his damaged arm as he walks towards his opponent before lifting him onto a vertical base and irish whipping him towards the opposite ropes. Devine waits anxiously for Flynn to return before leaping in the air and nailing him with a high-elevated spinning elbow smash on the return. The Mafia member then makes yet another cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

The force of Flynn’s kickout causes the veteran to leap into the air and stagger into the corner, with Devine quickly following. The Mafia member gains on his offense, continuing to focus on the head of Flynn by driving his left elbow straight into his forehead. The ruthless Mafia member continues his aggressive approach by driving yet another elbow straight into the forehead of Flynn. He then takes time to irish whipping the veteran towards the adjacent corner before nursing his arm further due to the pressure that whipping Flynn to the to the corner caused. He then dashes towards Flynn in the corner before lifting his right foot in the air and attempting to deliver a big boot to Flynn in the corner. However, somehow Flynn manages to stagger out of the way and Devine’s foot gets caught over the top rope. Devine screams in pain as the ropes continue to put more pressure on his right leg as Charisma is shown with a conflicted expression on her face.

Rick: Great movement and awareness shown by Freddy Flynn there to get out of the way of that shot!

Flynn collapses onto the mat due to the beating he has received over the last few moments of the match as Devine struggles to unhook his right boot from over the top rope due to the stress of his arm injury. A couple of seconds later, The Mafia member manages to unhook his leg from over the top rope before turning around and walking towards his motionless challenger. He then attempts to lift Flynn onto his feet but the veteran senses it and quickly rolls Devine up with a small package:

Rick: He’s rolled him up!

One….
Two…
Thr…
Kickout!

Both men quickly leap back onto their feet before dashing towards one another, with Devine somehow beating Flynn to the punch and knocking him down with an axe handle smash. Devine then takes the time to nurse his shoulder following the collision it had with Flynn’s head.

Tyson: Great clothesline by Devine!

The Mafia member lifts Flynn back onto a vertical base before delivering a snapmare to him, putting the veteran on a sitting position. He continues his offense by driving his knee three times into the back of Flynn before locking in a fierce headlock on him. The Mafia member begins to wrench the head of Flynn even further as Flynn begins to swing his arms around in a dazed state.

Tyson: Haha, it seems like Devine is going to put Flynn to bed and put his career there along with it!

Flynn’s arms eventually stop flapping and the veteran begins to lay there in a state of unconsciousness, much to the worry of the fans. The referee then gets onto one knee and raises the right arm of Flynn as Devine releases some of the pressure he is enforcing on Flynn due to his injured arm. The referee lets go of Flynn’s arm and it immediately falls down and hits the canvas. The referee quickly signals that was the first of three counts before raising Flynn’s right arm into the air for the second time, with Flynn’s arm dropping straight to the mat once again.

Tyson: That’s two!

The referee signals to the ring announcer that Flynn’s arm dropped a second time as huge “Freddy” chants are heard blasting throughout the arena. He then raises Flynn’s arm for the third and last time before releasing it and looking in shock as the veteran’s arm stays in the air, much to the delight of the fans and the anger of Devine.

Rick: He’s still in it Ty …

Flynn begins to fight his way up, flapping his two arms in the air and using the adrenaline he is being filled with through the reactions to get onto one knee as Devine tries desperately to keep the hold locked in. Flynn then manages to get onto one foot, as he waves his arms around to signal that he is still in this contest and still awake before forcing himself onto a vertical base. The blood is shown trekking down from his nose onto Devine’s arm as Devine quickly releases the hold and begins to club Flynn in the back in hopes of continuing his offence. The Mafia member then begins to hit Flynn with fierce lefts to the head before irish whipping him against the ropes. Devine waits for Flynn to return but the flashy veteran returns quicker than expected and manages to hit him with a flying forearm to the head, knocking Devine onto the mat. “The Gambler” quickly bounces back up and attempts to walk towards a dazed Flynn, with the “Fabulous One” responding by delivering a right hand to Devine, knocking him down once again. Devine gets back up once again before Flynn begins to pummel him with more right hands directly to the head, forcing his opponent towards the ropes before bouncing him off them. The veteran waits for Devine to return before spinning around and delivering a spinning heel kick to the head of The Mafia member.

Rick: Great spinning heel kick … That may knock out of a few teeth!

Flynn then lies for a moment, hoping to regain some energy back before crawling quickly towards his opponent and making the cover:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Flynn looks up at the referee for a moment before glancing over at Charisma, who is still looking conflicted. The flashy veteran then picks Devine up onto a vertical base and lifts him up in a suplex position before dropping him on his head, delivering the brainbuster. Flynn then signals that he is going up on top in an tempt to finish things off.

Rick: It may be time Ty … We may be seeing a “Fabulous Flight”

Flynn staggers out onto the apron before climbing slowly onto the top turnbuckle in order to gain stamina. As he steps onto the middle rope, he glances over at Charisma who begins to urge him to go up and finish it off.

Tyson: Why the hell is she siding with Flynn?

Rick: Would you blame her after the way she has been treated by Johnny Devine … I’m surprised that she still seems conflicted about this situation!

Flynn climbs onto the top rope, still in a daze due to the beating his head has received at the hands of the ruthless Mafia member. Flynn then signals that he is going to hit his finisher “The Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: Here it comes…

As soon as Flynn has finished his top rope pose, Johnny Devine manages to quickly leap onto his feet before dashing towards the turnbuckle and running up the bottom and middle ropes. He then quickly grabs Flynn and delivers a holding overhead belly to belly suplex to him off the top rope,

Rick: OH MY GOD!

Flynn’s back is heard thumping off the mat as Devine falls down in a seemingly unconscious state whilst “Holy S**t” chants blast throughout the arena.

Tyson: I cant believe what I have just witnessed … If that is not the end of Freddy Flynn’s career then I don’t know how it will end … What athleticism shown by JD!

The referee is shown attending to Freddy Flynn, checking to see if he is OK as Charisma is shown with her hands at her mouth once again, in a state of shock and worry. The referee then begins to count both men out of the match.

Rick: God Ty … Listen to this crowd!

Huge “Holy S**t” chants continue to blast throughout the arena as the referee counts both men out for the third second.

4….
5….
6….


Johnny Devine is then shown moving on the mat as he turns around towards Flynn and sees him, lying motionless. The Mafia member then begins to crawl slowly towards Flynn, grasping his right arm as he tries desperately to get to Flynn and make the cover that could potentially end a career.

Tyson: Come on JD … All you need to do is cover him and we can say goodbye to Freddy Flynn!

As Tyson makes this statement, Devine manages to drag himself a little bit further and drapes his left arm over Flynn for the cover:

One…
Two…
Thr…

But somehow Flynn manages to get his right shoulder up off the mat to kick out!

Tyson: How the hell did he do that?

Devine is shown with his arm still draped over Flynn as the fans chants for the “Fabulous” one get even louder.

Rick: Listen to these fans Ty … they are urging Freddy Flynn on …. They don’t want this to be the end of what has been a Fabulous career!

Charisma is shown smashing the ring mat with her right hand as the chants for Freddy Flynn get even louder. Devine is then shown showing some consciousness and the chants begin to die down as he gets onto one knee, lifting Flynn up with him. The Mafia member then drags Flynn onto a vertical base and hits him with a tiresome uppercut, causing Flynn to fall back onto one knee. Devine drags Flynn back onto his feet again before delivering a second uppercut straight to the forehead of Flynn, knocking him back onto one knee. “The Gambler” quickly lifts Flynn back onto a vertical base for the third consecutive time over the last minute or so before attempting another uppercut. However, this time Flynn manages to dodge the shot, causing Devine to spin around, before quickly underhooking The Mafia members two arms and sliding onto the mat, forcing Devine’s shoulders on the mat in the process and successfully performing a backslide pinning attempt.

Rick: Flynn has a pinfall attempt!

One…
Two…
Thr…

But Devine just manages to push himself out of the position to break up the pinfall attempt.

Rick: God Ty, Freddy Flynn was a whisker away from winning Charisma’s services and keeping his career intact!

Both men begin to crawl back onto their feet, with Devine retreating into the corner to gain some strength. As soon as Flynn gets back onto his feet, he walks over towards Devine and begins to hit him with more hard chops to the chest of The Mafia member, with a huge gash developing on his chest. Flynn continues his offense by dragging Devine out of the corner before delivering a scoop slam to him. The flashy veteran then glances at Devine for a moment before running towards the ropes and springboarding off the middle one, turning around in mid air and hitting Devine with a leg drop. Flynn quickly covers Devine:

One…
Two…
Kickout!

Flynn once again goes to work on Devine’s right arm, dragging it towards the ropes before placing it on the bottom rope. The flashy veteran then takes time to use the ropes as a leverage to leap in the air before dropping down in a sitting position onto the arm. The Mafia member begins to yell in pain, rolling around the mat holding his arm whilst the flashy veteran grabs his arm again and placing it on the bottom rope. Flynn proceeds to repeat the process again, using the ropes as a leverage to jump into the air before sitting down on Devine’s right arm. “The Gambler” once again begins to roll around the ring, holding his right arm in fierce pain as Flynn slowly follows.

Rick: The punishment that Freddy Flynn has put on that right arm has been deadly Ty …. It puts JD under serious pressure if he wants to finish Flynn with the “Real Deal”!

Flynn lifts Devine onto a vertical base before proceeding to hit him with more hard chops to the chest, making the gash even more noticeable. The “Fabulous One” then irish whips Devine towards the opposite ropes and waits anxiously for him to return. However, The Mafia member somehow finds the strength to return and leap over his opponent, grabbing him by the waste in the process and looking to perform a sunset flip roll up. However, he struggles to take the veteran down as his right arm continues to bother him and Flynn quickly sits on Devine before hooking his two legs for a cover of his own.

Rick: Great counter by Flynn!

One…
Two…
Thr…

But Devine just manages to push himself up and kickout at the last moment.

Rick: God Ty, another near fall!

Both men quickly leap onto their feet and Devine quickly looks to hit Flynn with a right hand. However, his flashy opponent manages to duck the shot causing “The Gambler” to swing around. Flynn then grabs Devine in a back waistlock before performing a german suplex to him. The “Fabulous One” keeps a hold of Devine’s waist and he pulls him back onto a vertical base before performing another german suplex to him.

Rick: And another one … He is really looking to punish him Ty!

Flynn keeps a hold of Devine’s waist once again before dragging him onto a vertical base and getting set to deliver a third one. However, Devine manages to block the attempt before quickly rolling Flynn up with a victory roll in hopes of getting the victory:

One…
Two…
Thr…

Tyson: He’s gonna get it!

But Flynn just manages to push himself out of the attempt before the three. Both men once again get straight back onto their feet and dash towards one another, with Flynn’s quickness prevailing as he manages to get behind Devine and successfully deliver a third german suplex to him.

Rick: And there is the trifecta Ty… God Flynn’s career was very nearly close to ending there!

Flynn takes another glance at Charisma, who has a shocked look on her face as she looks on at the action, before signaling for the second time in the match that he is gonna hit the “Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: He is signaling for it Ty … Could the end finally be near?

Flynn staggers through the middle rope and onto the apron before beginning his quest to climb onto the top rope. Huge “Freddy Flynn” chants are heard blasting throughout the arena as he continues to climb onto the top rope.

Rick: Listen to these fans Ty … they are urging Freddy Flynn to get on top and finally finish this one off!

Flynn reaches the top rope before posing once more to signal that he is looking to hit the “Fabulous Flight”. The fans then erupt to a maximum and get onto their feet as Flynn leaps off, looking to drive his elbow straight into the chest of “The Gambler”. However, as Flynn is a mere millimeter away from connecting, the ruthless Mafia member manages to roll out of the way and Flynn’s elbow crashes with the ringmat.

Rick: Devine got out of the way!

Tyson: Great show of courage by Devine to move out of the way … He is really testing the veteran tonight at what has been a fantastic pay per view thus far!

The referee begins to survey the carnage as the fans continue to stand on their feet, hoping that it wasn’t the last time they witnessed Freddy Flynn attempting his signature finisher. The referee then begins to count both men out as Charisma continues to look on in amazement as to what Flynn is putting himself through just to get her services.

1….
2….
3….

After the third count, the fans begin to count along with the referee.

4….
5….
6….

At the sixth count, Devine begins to show signs of consciousness as he begins to turn himself slowly around and crawl slowly towards his motionless opponent.

Rick: JD is crawling slowly towards Flynn…

Devine continues to crawl towards his opponent before making one last ditch move forward and managing to get his body over Flynn:

One…
Two…
Thr…

But Flynn just manages to get his shoulder up before the three count.

Rick: HE KICKED OUT!

Tyson: How the hell did he do that?

Rick: Freddy Flynn is showing a tremendous amount of resilience in this match Ty … He doesn’t want his career to come to an end … and neither do these fans!

Devine slams his left hand off the mat before sliding under the bottom rope and pulling his dazed and battered opponent by his feet towards the apron, The Mafia member then pulls Flynn to the outside of the ring before grabbing him by the waist and slamming his back straight into the side of the ring. Flynn yells in pain as Devine takes a moment to hold his right arm and shake off a few cobwebs. “The Gambler” quickly proceeds to repeat the same process, grabbing Flynn by the waist and slamming his back into the side of the ring again. The veteran falls onto one knee, clutching his back as Devine slides back into the ring to break up the referees count. The Mafia member then lifts Flynn onto a vertical base before hitting him with a hard heatbutt, causing the “Fabulous One” to stagger towards the ring announcers desk. Devine continues his offense, grabbing Flynn by the waist before driving his back into the ring announcers desk. Flynn falls onto his knees clutching his back once again as Devine looks around and aggressively tells Charisma a nearby Charisma to get out of the way. Charisma responds to his commands as Devine turns back around to continue his offense on Flynn.

Rick: I cannot believe the disrespect Johnny Devine has just shown to Charisma Ty … What sort of man treats a woman like that?

Tyson: Give him a break will you …. He told her to get out of the way for her own benefit!

Devine slides back into the ring to break the referees count before sliding back out and lifting his opponent onto a vertical base. The Mafia member then proceeds to drag Flynn away from the announcers desk before grabbing him by his right arm and irish whipping him towards the steel steps. Flynn’s back hits the steps hard as the fans nearby are shown with worried expressions on their faces. Devine takes the time to swing his damaged arm around a little as he walks towards Flynn before lifting him back onto his feet. The Mafia member then slides Flynn back into the ring before following him and making a quick cover:

One…
Two…
Thr…

But Flynn manages to get his foot onto the ropes before the referee can plant his hand onto the mat for the third time.

Rick: Flynn kicks out again!

The Mafia member takes a quick glance at the referee before lifting Flynn onto a vertical base and dragging him into the corner. Devine begins to take shots at Flynn, hitting him with hard knees in the sternum area before lifting his boot and beginning to choke out Flynn with it. The referee begins to count as Devine continues to choke Flynn out, with The Mafia member stopping after the third count. The referee begins to lecture Devine, telling him to stop using dirty tactics, with “The Gambler” ignoring everything the official has to say. Devine then proceeds to drag Flynn along the ropes before irish whipping him against them, waiting for his opponent to return and delivering a snap powerslam to him. He then goes for the cover:

One…
Two…
Thr…

But Flynn kicks out just before the three, much to the dismay of Devine who once again thumps the mat in frustration before yelling in the veteran’s face “When are you going to quit old timer, do you not know what I am capable of doing to you?” The Mafia member then takes the time to get onto a vertical base before spitting in the face of his opponent.

Rick: Oh My God Ty …. I cant believe what I have just seen … how disrespectful? What an a**hole this guy really is!

The fans in the arena begin to boo ferociously as Devine makes his way onto the apron before walking towards the turnbuckle and beginning to climb onto the top rope. Devine continues to climb onto the top rope before reaching it and beginning to taunt Freddy Flynn, waiting for the flashy veteran to get back onto a vertical base. Devine begins to pull off a few Flynn poses on the turnbuckle as Flynn begins to show signs of consciousness and manages to get himself back onto one knee. Devine continues to wait anxiously as Flynn slowly gets onto one foot. The flashy veteran then gets onto two feet before turning around, with Devine quickly leaping off and attempting to hit his prey with a flying clothesline from the top rope However, the “Fabulous One” senses the move coming and manages to grab Devine’s right arm in mid air before taking him down with a quick armbar and locking in an armbar submission hold on The Mafia members injured arm.

Rick: Flynn has an armbar submission locked in …. And Devine has nowhere to go!

Devine begins to scream in pain as Flynn pulls Devine’s right arm back even further as the fans are heard in the background in an overwhelming amount of excitement.

Tyson: How is he gonna get out of this one Rick …. Devine’s arm cannot be capable of much more!

Rick: Flynn is pulling Devine’s arm back as hard as he can … He is doing everything to save Charisma from the clutches of his opponent and his career at the same time!

Devine is shown screaming in pain, trying to drag himself away from the middle of the ring. However, the overwhelming amount of pressure that Flynn is putting on the arm prevents him from doing so.

Rick: Devine is in no position to move Ty …. Flynn has him trapped and in the centre of the ring as well!

Devine continues to scream in fierce agony as the referee constantly asks Devine whether he wants to give up or not, with The Mafia member painfully saying that he doesn’t want to. Flynn’s face turns even more red and filled with anger as he pulls Devine’s arm back even further, with the fans still looking on, shouting in anticipation in the belief that Devine is about to quit.

Tyson: His shoulder is gonna snap Rick ….

Rick: These fans are just waiting for Devine to tap out and for Flynn to win!

As Flynn continues to pull “The Gambler’s” arm back as far as he can, The Mafia member lets out a huge roar before pressing his left hand on the mat and forcing himself somewhat to raise himself off the mat, with Flynn quickly leaping onto him, keeping the armbar locked in as he lays on The Mafia members back. Devine immediately falls back onto the mat.

Rick: How Devine is still in this I don’t know … Flynn is doing everything to exert as much pressure on Devine as possible!

Flynn continues to pull away at Devine’s arm before the ruthless Mafia member lets out another big yell before using his left hand to force himself back off the mat once more, this time dragging Flynn up with him.

Tyson: He is lifting him up on his back Rick … How the hell is he doing that?

Flynn continues to pull away at Devine’s right arm as The Mafia member somehow manages to get onto onto one knee, with Flynn still keeping a hold of and stretching away at Devine’s arm with the armbar. Devine then manages to get onto his second knee as the fans look on in shock, as does Charisma from the outside.

Rick: How is Devine finding the strength to do this?

Devine is shown getting onto two feet as the crowd react in full force in amazement as Flynn does his best to hold onto Devine’s arm as well to keep the armbar locked in as well as hold onto his shoulders to prevent him falling. The Mafia member then somehow manages to hoist Flynn further onto both shoulders, forcing Flynn to break the armbar before dropping sideways and delivering his finisher the “Devine Valley Driver” to him.

Tyson: HOLY S**T!

The fans erupt in amazement at what they have just witnessed as both men lay motionless in the ring.

Rick: I cannot believe what I have just witnessed …

Tyson: I will tell you what you have just witnessed Ricky Boy … You have just witnessed an unbelievable showing of strength as well as resilience by Johnny Devine …. And you may have just witnessed the last moments of Freddy Flynn’s career as well!

Huge “This is awesome” chants are heard blasting throughout the arena as both men continue to lie motionless in the center of the ring. Charisma is shown with an extremely worried look on her face as the atmosphere in the arena reaches a maximum, with the fans in a shock of belief over what has happened over the last few moments. Suddenly, Devine is shown moving, raising his left arm in the air before glancing around and noticing Flynn lying motionless in the center of the ring.

Tyson: All he has to do is drape his arm over Flynn is this one is over … Cover him!

Devine manages to turn himself around before dragging himself a few centimetres further towards Flynn before draping his left arm over him for the cover:

One… (fans shout out)
Two… (fans shout out)
Three. (fans shout out)

FLYNN GETS HIS RIGHT SHOULDER UP!

Rick: FLYNN KICKED OUT …. HIS CAREER IS STILL INTACT!

The fans in the arena enter a frenzy as Flynn kicks out, belting out “Freddy Flynn”, as Charisma is shown with a big smile on her face on the outside.

Tyson: How did Flynn kick out of the Devine Valley Driver ….

Rick: I don’t know Ty but what I can tell you is that this has been one hell of a match …. Both men are fighting this one out like it is for the world title, that’s how much is at stake here!

Devine begins to show signs of more movement as he manages to crawl towards the ropes before using them as a leverage to get back on his feet. Devine lays back on the top rope to keep him on his feet as he attempts to gain some much-needed stamina, glancing at Charisma in a huge daze as he does so. The ruthless Mafia member then looks to gain more offence by staggering towards Flynn and grabbing his feet, getting ready to lock in the sharpshooter.

Tyson: Knowing the damage that Flynn’s back and his old noggin has received in this match, there is no way he will be able to break out of this one!

Devine attempts to hook his leg in between Flynn’s legs but the flashy veteran shows signs of a fight, wriggling around and throwing kicks in Devine’s direction in desperation. As Devine is about to turn Flynn around and lock in the hold completely, Flynn manages to unhook one of his legs from Devine’s right arm before pushing it forward and Devine with it, causing The Mafia member to fall through the middle ropes in the corner and hit his right shoulder off the ring post.

Rick: WOW … What a counter by Freddy Flynn!

The fans cheer hugely as Devine lies in the corner with his shoulder leaning on the ring post, screaming in agony after the collision his arm just had with the ring post.

Tyson: How much more can his arm take!

Flynn manages to get back on his feet as Devine staggers out of the corner and turns around towards the flashy veteran. Flynn quickly sees Devine coming and delivers a hard kick to the sternum before placing his opponents head in between his legs and lifting him up for a piledriver, successfully delivering the move. Flynn lays on the mat for a few moments, jaded due to the effort he has put into the match as a whole. Flynn then manages to crawl towards Devine and quickly make the cover:

One… (fans shout out)
Two… (fans shout out)
Three. (fans shout out)

DEVINE GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Rick: WOW … HOW CLOSE WAS THAT!

Tyson: I am sweating just watching this match …. This has been unbelievable!

Flynn manages to crawl towards the ropes before using them as a leverage to get back onto his feet. He then glances at Charisma, who responds with a smile, as Flynn lets everybody know that he is going to go up to the top rope to attempt his finisher the “Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: He is signaling for it Ty …. Could it be third time lucky?

Flynn steps out onto the apron before beginning his quest to climb to the top rope and finally perform a “Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: You can feel the adrenaline pumping around in Flynn’s body from over here!

As Flynn just gets onto the top rope, Devine begins to show signs of movement and quickly crawls towards the referee and pushing him, causing the referee to hit the ropes and Flynn to fall in-between the top turnbuckle

Tyson: HAHA WHAT A FANTASTIC MOVE!


Devine gets onto a vertical base, only to be confronted by the referee who begins to lecture him for pushing him. The Mafia member throws his two arms in the air, pleading his innocence as the referee continues to lecture him.

Rick: He is pleading his innocence Ty …. Does he think this referee is stupid?

Tyson: I don’t know if he thinks the referee is stupid but I do know that Johnny Devine is one smart individual!

As Devine continues to plead his innocence, the referee gives up and turns around to check if Flynn is OK. However, as he walks towards the “Fabulous One”, Devine runs up behind him and clubs him in the back, knocking the referee down onto the mat.

Rick: WHAT THE HELL???

Devine begins to stomp away at the referee’s back, forcing him to roll to the outside of the ring, as the fans in the arena boo The Mafia member to a maximum. “The Gambler” then stops his assault on the referee before glancing towards the audience with a sadistic smile on his face.

Rick: WHY THE HELL HAS HE NOT DISQUALIFIED DEVINE?

Tyson: Why don’t you ask him Rick …. When he wakes up!!!!

Devine sadistic smile then turns to one of anger as he glances towards Flynn, who is still sitting on the turnbuckle in fierce pain. The Mafia member walks over towards the turnbuckle Flynn is on before beginning to climb up it, hitting Flynn with fierce left hands as he makes his way up. Devine then hooks Flynn in position for a superplex off the top rope.

Rick: God Ty …. Flynn has already fallen high off that top rope twice tonight, I don’t think his back could take anymore of it!

As Devine attempts to deliver the move, Flynn somehow manages to block the attempt. Devine releases Flynn from the position before hitting him with two hard left hand to the head. The Mafia member then hooks him in position for the superplex again before attempting to deliver the move. However, Flynn manages to block the attempt for the second consecutive time before hitting Devine with a few right hands to the sternum, forcing The Mafia member to release the superplex hold. The Flashy veteran then hits Devine with faster paced right hands to the head, with The Mafia member staggering on the top turnbuckle. The “Fabulous One” delivers one more hard right hand and Devine falls back into the ring, much to the delight of the fans who erupt with cheers. Huge “Fly Flynn” chants begin to blast throughout the arena as the flashy veteran gazes around the arena with a dazed look on his face. He then takes a glimpse at Charisma, who is urging him to perform the “Fabulous Flight”.

Rick: GO ON FLYNN …. THIS IS YOUR CHANCE!

Flynn balances himself onto the top rope before looking at Devine, who is lying in a perfect position in the ring. The flashy veteran then flies off the top rope and drives his elbow into the chest of Devine, hitting his trademark “Fabulous Flight” on the fourth time he went for it.

Rick: HE HIT IT …. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS COVER HIM …. COVER HIM FREDDY!

Flynn manages to drag himself on top of Devine before hooking his leg for the cover. The fans begin to chant the count:

ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
FOUR…
FIVE…

Rick: THIS ONE WOULD BE OVER ONLY THAT DAMN DEVINE KNOCKED DOWN THE REFEREE …. THIS IS A DISGRACE!

Flynn gets back onto a vertical base before walking towards the ropes and glancing out towards the outside of the ring, noticing the referee lying unconscious. The flashy veteran begins to scream at the referee, hoping to get his attention as a familiar face is shown running down the ramp with a steel chair in his hand. Huge jeers begin to utter throughout the arena.

Rick: What the hell does Nick Foster want … And he has a steel chair in his hand!

Foster immediately slides into the ring and waits anxiously for Flynn to turn around.

Rick: Look behind you Freddy!

After failing to get a response, Flynn turns back around, with Foster wasting no time and immediately dashing towards Flynn, smashing him in the head with the steel chair.

Tyson: HAHA …. CHEERIO FLYNNY BOY!

Foster throws the chair onto the mat before approaching Devine and dragging him towards Flynn. Foster then throws him on top of the flashy veteran before dashing to the outside and attempting to wake up the referee.

Rick: I cannot believe this …. This is a tragedy!

Foster manages to get the waken the referee up before helping him onto his feet and sliding him into the ring. The referee starts to crawl further towards the side of the ring in which Devine is covering Flynn as the fans in the arena are heard booing and jeering throughout the arena. The dazed referee is then heard counting a slow pinfall:

ONE…

TWO…

Rick: NOT THIS WAY!

THRE.

FLYNN GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Rick: HE KICKED OUT …. FLYNN IS STILL FIGHTING!

The referee falls onto the mat with tiresome as Devine is shown laying on the mat, agitated due to the fact that Flynn kicked out. Meanwhile, Nick Foster is shown on the outside looking in shock as Charisma is shown clapping, relieved that Flynn kicked out.

Rick: Devine cannot believe it Ty …. Look at the expression on his face!

Devine manages to crawl towards the ropes before using them to help him get back onto a vertical base. The Mafia member then looks over at the referee, who is showing even further signs of consciousness, and staggers over towards him. “The Gambler” then drops a huge elbow drop onto the referees back, knocking him unconscious again before getting back onto his feet to a tremendous amount of boos from the fans.

Rick: I cannot believe this man is getting away with this … how has he not been disqualified Ty?

Devine proceeds to walk towards the centre of the ring, where he picks up the steel chair that Foster introduced into the match before drawing it back and waiting for his opponent to get back onto a vertical base.

Tyson: I wouldn’t get up if I was you Freddy!

Flynn begins to crawl towards the ropes before using them as a leverage to get help him back onto one knee. The fans are heard in the background yelling for Flynn to watch out behind him as Devine draws back the steel chair even further, with a sadistic expression developing on his face as he does so. Flynn then gets back onto his feet as the fans are heard yelling out at the veteran, attempting to warn the dazed superstar what is in store for him. Flynn holds onto the top rope for a moment before turning around, with a crazed Devine dashing towards him straight away and moving the chair fiercely in the direction of Flynn’s head. However, the “Fabulous One” manages to duck the shot by falling onto the mat, causing the chair to bounce off the top rope and reflex back into Devine’s face.

Rick: YES!

Devine staggers back in a serious daze as a shocked Foster slides back into the ring and runs towards a half standing Flynn, attempting to blind side him. The flashy veteran sees Foster coming with the corner of his eye though and manages to pull the ropes down, causing Foster to fly over them much to the delight of the fans who enter a frenzy.

Tyson: NOOO!

Flynn wastes no time and immediately walks up towards Devine, who has fell onto his knees before locking in a full nelson. Flynn then proceeds to sit on Devine’s back keeping the full nelson locked in and thus locking in his finisher; the “Fabulous Full Nelson”.

Rick: HE HAS IT LOCKED IN TY …. AND IN THE CENTRE OF THE RING AS WELL!

The fans cheers reach a maximum as Flynn wrenches the submission hold in further with Devine yelling in fierce agony and pain.

Tyson: Devine’s arm must be killing him!

Devine is heard uttering that he quits, with the fans still standing on their feet waiting anxiously for the bell to ring.

Rick: DEVINE GAVE UP … DEVINE GAVE UP!

However, the bell cannot be heard ringing through the reactions of the fans.

Tyson: But the referee is down … Nobody is there to call it Ricky Boy!

Rick: This is not right … This match should be over!

Devine continues to yell in agony, noticeably uttering that he wants out of the match before out of nowhere…

Rick: WHAT THE HELL!

Charisma blasts Freddy Flynn straight across the forehead with the steel chair, as the fans anticipative and positive reactions turn to ones of shock and disbelief. Charisma is shown with a sadistic smile on her face, staring straight into the face on the unconscious Freddy Flynn as boos begin to blast throughout the arena.

Tyson: Johnny Devine you genius!

Rick: It was a set up all along …. Charisma never had any desire to align with Freddy Flynn ... I cannot believe what I am witnessing!

Devine glances up in a daze at Charisma and winks at her before crawling towards Flynn and covering him. Another referee appears from the curtain and begins to dash down the ramp towards the ring.

Rick: And talk about timing as well …. Somebody has to stop this!

Tyson: Well it will be over in the next five seconds my friend … and so will Flynn’s career!

The referee slides into the ring and immediately begins to count the pinfall:

ONE…

TWO…

Rick: NOT THIS WAY!

THREE.

FLYNN GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Rick: OH MY GOD …. FLYNN’S STILL IN IT!

The fans cheer once again to a maximum, with chants of “Freddy Flynn” nearly blowing the roof off the building.

Tyson: Why wont this guy stay down?

Devine is shown with an unbelievably shocked face as he glances over at Charisma and Nick Foster on the outside, who also cannot believe that Flynn kicked out.

Rick: Freddy Flynn is determined to keep fighting and keep his career going …. He is refusing to give up!

The Mafia member gets onto his feet and angrily confronts the referee in a state of disbelief. He kicks the bottom rope with frustration before angrily walking back towards Flynn and aggressively lifting him onto his feet. The Mafia member then hoists Flynn onto his shoulders and falls sideways, planting Flynn down with the “Devine Valley Driver” for the second time in the match.

Rick: NO!

The fans reactions die down as Devine covers Flynn yet again, this time hooking the leg:

ONE…

TWO…

THREE….

DING, DING, DING

Rick: FREDDY FLYNN’S CAREER IS OVER!

“Godfather Waltz” begins to blast through the speakers as Johnny Devine lays on the mat, holding his right arm in fierce pain. Charisma and Nick Foster then enter the ring as the ring announcer begins to speak:

Ring Announcer: Here is your winner …. JOHNNYYYYYYYY DEVINE!

Charisma and Foster attend to Devine as the fans boo extremely heavily as his name is mentioned.

Tyson: You’ve gotta hand it to him buddy …. On this night Johnny Devine came prepared and in the end it paid off!

Rick: He came prepared alright …. He broke every single rule in the book and now Freddy Flynn’s career is over because of it …. It’s a tragedy Ty …. A Tragedy!

Tyson: Quit your whining will you!

Charisma and Foster lift Devine back onto his feet as the camera focuses in on a motionless Flynn. When The Mafia member gets back onto his feet, he takes a quick look at the downed veteran before sadistically laughing.

Rick: I cannot believe that this man is showing no emotion towards Freddy Flynn …. He doesn’t seem to care that he ended Freddy Flynn’s career or the manner in which he did it!

Devine is shown sliding out of the ring before walking up the ramp with Charisma and Foster, grasping his right arm as he is doing so. Devine then stops at the top of the ramp before turning around. Charisma then proceeds to raise Devine’s arm into the air as Foster claps in approval, much to the disliking of the fans who are jeering as loudly as they can. The Mafia then leave through the curtain as the camera focuses back towards Freddy Flynn, who is showing signs of movement.

Match Written by thomasgoff

What about Evans vs Devine!? Doesn't cut the mustard?

Of course it does, I was just trying to dent Taj's ego with my claim . I actually prefer the dog collar match with Evans over Flynn/Devine. It was great to be involved in such a match, I think it was the first in WCSF history!

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Daz post our SOS title match that took place in that awesome stipulation match. I want to read it again and the others should as well.