MNA Results #20 - November 2nd, 2009

[GRiM]

Monday Night Aggression November 2nd 2009

[Before the show comes on the air… We are interrupted by the following feed. The scene fades up from black to the office of The Syndicate.  Paul Cain is sat in the leather chair behind his desk with his hands clasped together.  To the left of him is Kirsta Lewis with her hand resting on the back of chair and Galactix next to her.  On the opposite side is Justin Rose and next to him, the bodyguard and monster Damien Kahn.  Paul Cain has a smile on his face as he clears his throat and begins to address the camera.]

“Good evening.  For those who have been living under a rock or who are just too damn ignorant to know, we are The Syndicate.  At War Games, we once again proved to the fans and those backstage living in denial, that we are the future of Simcoe County Championship Wrestling.  I am the man that brought this unit together, the one who helped to orchestrate the humiliation of Patrick McCarthy and his rag tag collection of rejects and wanna-be’s.  It was a thing of beauty and one that I am sure Paddy Mac and his wench won’t forget for a long time.  So I got to thinking, what better way to humiliate you both even further than to do something else better than you?  Do you remember that fateful night, July 6th 2009 when I beat S&M cleanly in the middle of the SCCW ring?  Had it not been for that incompetent excuse for a wrestler, Riflewilly, I’d have been a tag team champion by now.  So I made a call and I sat down with my new tag team partner…Kirsta Lewis and we have conceived a beautiful baby together…The team of ‘Fatal Attraction’.

[Galactix looks with a glare in the direction of Paul Cain who acknowledges this with a look of confusion and he waves this away.]

“The longest reigning tag team champions in the history of SCCW, six months undefeated for the inter-gender team of S&M.  Well as I’ve already proved, twice now, anything you can do McCarthy, I can do better.  The Syndicate is moving forward and we are taking over…So this team was born and as of this night, we are serving notice on the tag team champions and any other team that believes they are capable of stopping the Syndicate whether it be here in SCCW or beyond…Kirsta Lewis is the greatest female wrestler of all time, the most intelligent and dangerous woman I’ve ever seen, I know I have a partner I can trust with my life and my career.”

[He turns with a smile to Kirsta, who puts her hand on his shoulder for a moment before moving it away again.]

“We are the future of the tag team division here in SCCW and we will clean the company of all the no-hopers that think they can just assemble a team out of thin air and be somebody.  On this night, you will know the name of Fatal Attraction and in seven months time, we will be forever known as the team that took the precious record of S&M to become the longest reigning tag team champions of all time.  I took his pride, I took his wench’s security turning it into fear and now together, we will erase their names from the record books.  The name of The Syndicate shall be forever remembered in this company and you people who cheer your heroes every week will see us as the true example of excellence.  However, that’s not all…We’re not done, not by a long shot.”

[Opening his hands up, he gestures to both Justin Rose and Galactix.]

“The highly irritating superhero brother of Justin Rose, one Myke Adams…The time of conning the public is over Myke, because the true SCCW Heavyweight Champion stands before me in this very room.  He buried the mask of Modo WHOA and became the man he has always been, Galactix.  When I invited him to join me as a member of The Syndicate, I knew I was dealing with the future of this company.  I knew he was ready to step up and take that title from you Myke, I knew that Galactix was the true icon of SCCW.  The Syndicate was born to achieve greatness and I accept nothing less, which is why Galactix is here.  Did you think it was over Myke?  Did you?  You’re wrong because this man has been cheated out of glory because of you and I intend to support him all the way…Until justice is served and he becomes the real SCCW Heavyweight Champion.”

[With that Paul leans forward in his chair.]

“We hoped that you have listened to and heeded our words tonight because we are The Syndicate and we just don’t give a…“

[The scene then abruptly fades out to black.]

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DARK MATCH
Single Match
Chris Champion Vs Tru

[Chris Champion and TRU met in what was a hard fought match between the two. Tru kept Chris Champion down for a little while working over his left knee knowing that it was the only way to keep Chris down. The turning point came when Chris Champion was whipped into a turnbuckle and quickly returned with a Cannon's Edge as TRU moved in for the kill. TRU however kicked out at two. It took a CANNON BOMB to put TRU away. An impressive showing by TRU and a hard fought win for Chris Champion.]

Winner - Chris Champion

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DARK MATCH #2
Single Match
Riflewilly Vs Matt Michaels

[Rifle looked completely lost in this match up as he was reversed several times throughout the match, including one during his attempt of the Riflewilly Way. Matt Michaels brought his A game into this match with a plethora of moves including a springboard leg drop and even a dropkick that sent Rifle out of the ring to the floor. As Rifle climbed back into the ring Matt Michaels grabbed him and pulled him in all the while nailing the College Drop-out for the win.]

Winner: Matt Michaels

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[The Feed for MNA #20, November 2nd 2009 now begins…]

[We open the show as Justin Rose is seen walking out of an office marked "Diamond", he checks his custom screen print tee before he turns from the door and runs chest first into Jay Jerzey. Jerzey is seething with an angered look over his brow, Justin pats his shoulder with a coy grin.]

Justin Rose - Jerzey, why do you look like someone just pissed in your vodka?

[Jay tosses the BARBARIC Title on the ground before getting in Justin's face. Jay pokes his finger into Justin's chest.]

Jay Jerzey - What do you mean, someone pissed in my vodka? Don't play stupid with me, you promised me that the BARBARIC Title was my belt.

[Jay gets closer to Justin's face, sending him against the door.]

Jay Jerzey - What's this, the SCCW Championship Committee saying it's Alexander Steele's? Did you screw me over, Rose?

[Justin steps aside from Jay quickly, taken back as he snatches up the title and drops it back over Jay's shoulder, almost gingerly tapping at it with an open palm.]

Justin Rose - Me? [He shakes his head.] Never.

[Justin places an arm over Jerzey's neck, once again patting the Barbaric title at his shoulder. Jerzey glares him over, looking ready to punch him out.]

Justin Rose - I know nothing about this championship committee bullshit Jay, but believe me... [He steps back away to face Jay.] I will get to the bottom of this, your... well your the Barbaric champion, PERIOD.

[Jay looks down at the strap on his shoulder and back up to Rose. Jay has a disgusted look on his face as he nods his head. The camera zooms in on the title belt before heading to ringside.]

Johnny Wilkins - Whoa there, looks like Jerzey is not happy about the championship committee making Alex Steele the rightful Barbaric champion this week. But anyhow, welcome to another Monday Night Aggression, I’m Johnny Wilkins, and as always I’m joined by…

Ryan Antonelli - Ryan “they broke War Machine dammit” Antonelli!

Johnny Wilkins - With War Games in the books, everyone has to be excited to see where the chips have fell and what happens next...

Ryan Antonelli - And by everyone you mean yourself?

Johnny Wilkins - Oh stop. Let’s get into the action folks!

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Single’s Match
Bruno Germanotta Vs Mike Sinclaire

[The speakers begin pumping out "Still Unbroken" by Lynyrd Skynyrd, and Mike Sinclaire walks down to the ring. Mike Sinclaire grabs onto the ropes, and begins stretching out. He awaits in the far corner while the referee checks his pads.]

Johnny Wilkins – And there is one half of Simcoe’s Tag-Team Champions. Of course, this is only scheduled to be a single’s match.

Ryan Antonelli – Yeah, we’ll see what he can do versus this monster he’s about to face off against.

[No flashy lights or promenade, “Du Hast” by Rammstein plays over the speakers and after the initial into music, Bruno emerges from behind the curtain and walks to the ring with purpose. No smile graces his face, he just glares at various fans or his opponent. As he enters the ring the music fades and he prepares for his match. The referee checks Bruno, and clears him. He rings the bell.]

Johnny Wilkins – And here we go!

[The match starts off with Mike Sinclaire charging at Bruno, but Bruno takes Mike down almost instantly with a raging clothesline. Mike grabs the back of his head, but the big man doesn’t wait up. Bruno delivers a series of hard punches, followed by a hard kick to the ribs of Sinclaire. “The Ace” gets up, finally, only to catch a running big boot from Bruno, knocking him flat back to the mat. Bruno goes for the quick cover, but only gets near a one and a half. Bruno brings Mike up by his hair, and Irish Whips him into the ropes, when he comes back, Bruno locks in a tight sleeperhold.]

Ryan Antonelli – Look at the physical awesomeness of Bruno. He’s such a beast in the ring, and he’s going to be a serious star here in Simcoe.

Johnny Wilkins – As much as I hate to say it, you are definitely right.

[Mike tries to fight back from the hold, but nothing is going for him. “The Ace” hits the monster with a few quick elbows to loosen up the hold, and he rebounds off the ropes, only to catch another huge clothesline. Mike’s head hits the mat again, and Bruno goes for another cover. This time he gets a two, but Mike throws his shoulder up with force. Bruno brings “The Ace” up one more time, and then throws him down with a huge Arm Drag. Mike goes sliding across the ring, and holds his back. He grabs the ropes, forcing the referee to give him a five second break. After that five seconds, he tries to come out of the corner, and lock back up with Bruno, only to catch a large kick into the gut. Bruno heaves up Mike, and drops him down three times on his knee, almost destroying Sinclaire’s ribs.]

Johnny Wilkins – Just look at that physical strength! I can’t believe anyone is ever going to be able to beat this monster!

[Mike is all but reeling at this point, trying to find anything he can to win. Bruno stands up and gloats, only to be rolled up in a small package pin. Bruno kicks out after two, and stands up looking furious. He raises his arm into the air, and waits on Sinclaire to get up. As soon as he does, Bruno goes for another huge clothesline, but Sinclaire ducks! He bounces off the ropes, only to be caught in A Taste of Italy! Mike can’t take the pain of the choke anymore, and finally taps out!]

Winner : Bruno Germanotta

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Ryan Antonelli – Anyone taking on this big man, is going to be hard pressed to win.

Johnny Wilkins – You can say that again…

Ryan Antonelli – Anyone takin…

Johnny Wilkins – Shut up.

[Cut to backstage area, where we see Anita Naylor running up the hall.]

Anita Naylor – Dexter! Dexter Somers!

[Dexter continues to walk, ignoring Anita completely. Finally, Anita catches up with Dexter. Dexter has a hand on the handle to the door of his locker room as she places a hand on his shoulder, stopping him temporarily.]

Anita Naylor – Dexter? May I have a minute of your time?

[Dexter, obviously annoyed with the intrusion, nods his head in agreement.]

Dexter Somers -  You have one minute. Go.

Anita Naylor – Right. Okay. Um...

Dexter Somers -  Are you serious? You run all this way and you don’t even have a question ready for me?

[Anita continues to try and catch her breath.]

Anita Naylor – I do, I swear. Can the viewers at home get your thoughts on your Simcoe County experience so far?

[An expression of pure rage begins to mount in Dexter. You see the red building in his face as he tries to keep his composure with SCCW’s resident backstage interviewer.]

Dexter Somers – Listen to me. Listen to me careful...

Anita Naylor – I’m listening.

Dexter Somers – If you ever come and try to interview me again be prepared to have this door slammed in your pretty blonde face. If you want to interview me in the future, you halfwit... have some intellectual questions for me. I am not going to waste my time with your generic questions. No, I will not give my thoughts on my SCCW experience so far. What kind of question is that anyways? I would like to address something though. Malicia Savage, it’s almost time for us to step into that ring. Remember what I said earlier. We need to show everyone what REAL professional wrestling is all about. Bring your “A” game Miss Savage and let’s show everyone that technique and sheer brutality will conquer flash any day of the week. I look forward to our dance in that ring tonight. Good luck... you’re going to need it Malicia.

[Anita is about to ask another question, but Dexter Somers slams the door of his locker room in her face abruptly.]

Johnny Wilkins - Wow, Dexter Somers just being vile back there.

Ryan Antonelli - A little fire never hurt anyone, well maybe it did… but I like his aggressive take on Malicia and I hope he shows her how we treat those who show War Machine disrespect.

[Aggression cuts backstage to where Rosie Cheeks is leaving the locker room. She shuts the door behind her and begins her hasty trot towards the water cooler. Rosie looks around; the coast is clear and she leans down to grab a plastic cup and begins to fill it up]

Galactix - What a pleasant surprise to find you here...

[Rosie damn near jumps out of her skin - only to jump back into Galactix who was standing behind her. She turns and tries to leave but G-Funk grabs her by the hair]

Rosie - What are you doing?

Galactix - You took my chance away from me...

Rosie - I didn't--

Galactix - YOU took MY chance! MY title opportunity away from me, Cheeks. The only reason I'm not standing here as the SCCW Heavyweight Champion is because you got involved. Everything was going to plan and then you got involved ... Why? For Myke. Is that it?

[Alas, Rosie doesn't get a chance to answer as Galactix is interrupted by the SCCW Heavyweight Champion himself, Myke Adams. Myke rocks his foe with a hard right before security swarm to separate these two men. There's no reason for a repeat of War Games to happen here tonight. Myke and Galactix are pulled apart as Justin Rose appears on scene]

Justin Rose - What the hell is going on here?

Galactix - She stole my title!

Rosie - I didn't--

Justin Rose - I don't care! Get him out of here...

[He says as he points at Galactix and the security staff easily drag a flabbergasted Galactix away. Justin turns to leave with a sour look on his face as the show continues]

Johnny Wilkins - Wow, all I can say again. Myke with the save on Rosie there… This thing between Adams and Galactix is far from over folks.

Ryan Antonelli - Atleast until G-Funk gets his deserved rematch, and finally ends this mockery on Simcoe wrestling we call the Suicidal Superman’s heavyweight title reign.

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Single’s Match
Dexter Somers Vs Malicia Savage

[The opening power chords of "Six Times Dead (16.6)" boom from the speakers. The staccato drum beat switches to a thunderous rhythm that reverberates throughout the entire arena. At this moment, Malicia Savage emerges from the back. Her face is a picture of absolute focus and determination. She makes her way deliberately to the ring, loosening up her muscles and getting them ready for the fight ahead. She gets into the ring and pulls off her black leather ring jacket, dropping it over the top rope as she starts warming up for her match.]

Ryan Antonelli – And her comes the other half of the Simcoe Tag-Team Champions, Malicia Savage!

Johnny Wilkins – She likes to call herself “The Human Weapon”, and I can see why! She is devastatingly good.

[Three Days Grace signals the entrance of Dexter Somers. "Break"'s opening riff flares up as Dexter breaks through the curtain and enters to the jeers of the crowd. Dexter climbs into the ring and heads to a corner and begins to stretch, ignoring the fans completely.]

Johnny Wilkins – Look at him ignoring the fans, that disgusts me.

Ryan Antonelli – When you win huge at War Games, like this man right here did, then there is no reason you have to listen to the fans.

[The match opens up with Dexter trying to take charge. He runs off, throwing a big lariat. Savage ducks it right away, but Dexter turns, and delivers a drop toe hold, sending Savage crashing face first into the mat. Dexter rolls her over onto her belly, and begins hitting her with open closed fist punches. The fans begin to boo, and the referee pulls him off after a five count. Savage gets to her feet, holding her jaw, only to be thrown into the ropes via and Irish Whip. As she rebounds off of the ropes, Somers picks her up, and drops her down for an atomic drop. She bounces off Dexter’s knee, and Somers picks her up and scoop slams her onto the mat. He goes for a quick pin, only getting a two.]

Ryan Antonelli – Wow, Dexter is showing some serious promise. Maybe he and Bruno should team up for good, and see how far they get!

Johnny Wilkins – I think that was a one time thing… Don’t get to excited about it…

[Malicia throws Dexter off of her, and climbs back to her feet. Dexter goes to sling her into the opposite turnbuckle, only to thrown into the turnbuckle himself. He bounces off of it chest first, and comes reeling back. As he does, “The Human Weapon” hits him in the back of the head with a serious closed fist punch, sending him falling straight into the mat. She goes for a grapevine leg-lock. The referee checks on Dexter, but he is sure not to give up. He begins crawling his way forward, and finally reaches the ropes. As he does, Malicia rolls off of him, and bounces off the ropes, baseball slide kicking Dexter in the jaw.]

Ryan Antonelli – She should go for the cover here!

Johnny Wilkins – She has him!

[Savage doesn’t look too pleased with Dexter, and stands up. As she does, Dexter reaches up for a low-blow, landing it hard. Savage just smiles, and wags her finger. The referee doesn’t call the match, because it was on a female! Dexter stares in awe, and tries to land the low-blow one more time. Still, nothing. Malicia grabs the kneeled-down Somers, and drives his head into the mat with a serious DDT. She rolls him over, and rises to her feet. She begins to bounce off the opposite ropes, but Dexter catches her leg, and brings her down. When she hits the mat, she rolls on her back and kicks Dexter in the jaw. She picks Dexter up by his hair. She lifts him into the air, and brings him down hard for a Killshot!]

One.

Two.

Three!

Winner : Malicia Savage

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Ryan Antonelli – Wow, what a match. I can’t believe that Savage has come away with that victory. If only she had balls, maybe then Dexter would’ve had her.

Johnny Wilkins – Malicia savage does have balls! She is one-half of the Tag-Team Champs, and just destroyed Dexter Somers!

[We return from the commentators booth to the ring, Riflewilly is standing in it wearing a black suit. He has a pair of sunglasses on his face covering his eyes so that no one can see any emotion. His music dies down and He reaches through the ropes for a microphone. The crowd cheers and then quiets down as he clears his throat]

Rifle - I have asked that Ryan and Johnny not do any commentary through this as I feel it is very important that the fans here and the fans at home hear what I have to say.

Ryan Antonelli- I'm not gonna comply though!

Johnny Wilkins- Cut him off please. Sorry folks this will continued uninterrupted as my rude partner is being subdued.

[Rifle paces around for a moment and then returns to the center of the ring]

Rifle - There comes a time in everyone's life here in the SCCW when they realize that they have given it their all and it just isn't enough. They have tried and tried and just can't seem to succeed.

[Rifle walks towards the ropes and stares at a few of the fans as he continues to speak.]

Rifle - Many who find they don't succeed will often become desolate. Sometimes they may even retire.

[Rifle bows his head]

Rifle - I have reached that point myself! No matter how hard I try I just seem to fail. It has been loss after loss after loss. I think it is time to do what I should have done a while ago.

[Rifle climbs out of the ring and points over at the wall where several months ago he hung one of his t-shirts officially retiring it and declaring himself one of the greats.]

Rifle - I DO NOT DESERVE THAT! THAT NEVER SHOULD HAVE BEEN PLACED ON THE WALL BY ME! I HAVN'T EARNED IT!

[Rifle walks over towards the shirt and motions for a ladder. The ladder is brought over to him and he climbs it one rung at a time. He reaches the top and rips the shirt down from the wall. he then looks towards the curtain. He then lowers his voice.]

Rifle - I apologize to all of the people backstage who were hoping I would retire. I know Damion Darkside is probably one of those people. He hasn't won and sooner or later we will meet in that ring and he will pay for what he has done. As for everyone else backstage and you...My Fans. I just want to let you all know that I will continue to work more and more every week. I will not disappoint you. I finally want to give a warning to SCCW Management and the All-Barrie Championship Division.

[Rifle takes off his sunglasses and tosses them at the fans. As they battle for them below a small smirk grows across Rifle's face.]

Rifle - I'M COMING FOR THE TITLE. I WILL RISE TO THE TOP AGAIN and reclaim the ALL-BARRIE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!

[With that Rifle climbs down off of the ladder as "River Below" By Billy Talent starts to play again and the fans cheer as they gather around him and he walks towards the curtain. We head backstage, Myke Adams is in his locker room, prepping for his match later tonight against Patrick McCarthy. The champion is sitting in a folding chair admiring his recently-retained SCCW Heavyweight Championship title belt, when the door swings open and in walks Patrick McCarthy. Adams rises out of the chair, shouldering the belt as McCarthy enters.]

Myke Adams - Mac.

Patrick McCarthy - Champ. I just came by to wish you good luck in your match tonight. Heard you drew some stiff competition.

Myke Adams - Nothing I can't handle.

[The two exchange confident grins.]

Patrick McCarthy - We'll see about that. Either way... good luck.

[McCarthy extends his right hand for a handshake, and Adams takes it with a firm grip. There is no unnecessary posturing or stare-downs.]

Myke Adams - You too.

[The two release grips and McCarthy turns toward the door, but stops in front of it.]

Patrick McCarthy - Oh, I almost forgot...

[McCarthy reaches into the back pocket of his jeans and pulls out something.]

Patrick McCarthy - A little congratulatory present for retaining the belt.

[McCarthy tosses the object to Adams, who catches it with open hands, revealing it to be a bottle of gold polish.]

Patrick McCarthy - I figured if you're going to be holding onto my belt, you might as well keep it polished for me. Thanks, pal. See you out there.

[McCarthy exits the locker rooms, leaving Adams with a smirk across his face.]

Myke Adams - Smart-ass.

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Rose’s Gift to McCarthy Match
Scarlett Willis Vs Paul Cain

[The arena is dipped into darkness before pink lights flash around arena and “Jerk It Out” by The Caesars starts. The lights slowly come back up as Scarlett walks out from the back beaming smile and all psyched up for the match. She comes down to the ring, tagging a few peoples hands on the way. Approaching ringside she climbs the steps before entering the ring between the middle and bottom ropes. She poses for the fans inside, waving at them with a smile on her face before getting ready for her match, her smile fades as she waits for Paul Cain.]

Johnny Wilkins - Scarlett looks to not be too banged up after what went down a week ago at War Games. She seems ready to finish things with Paul Cain once and for all.

Ryan Antonelli - Please Wilkins, with Paul Cain, things aren’t over until HE says they are!

[The guitar and drum combination of “Undead” by Hollywood Undead begins in the building as Paul Cain and Damien Kahn appear from the entrance way.  They both edge forward a little, standing and soaking up the booing.  Damien’s wearing a black tank top, dark grey denim jeans with black boots and Ray-bans.  His arms are folded as he looks at the SCCW fans with contempt.  Paul Cain lifts his head up smiling to himself as he drinks in the hatred from the crowd around him.  He’s wearing black devil skull pants and his usual Bleeding Heart t-shirt.  He takes a cocky swagger down to the ring, sneering at those fans who try to reach him.  Deciding against giving them any more satisfaction, he sprints the rest of the way, diving under the ring ropes and popping up in the middle of the ring.  With arms out spread wide, he almost begs them to boo him more with his eyes closed and a sense of self satisfaction on his face, as the music continues to play. As the music finally dies off Paul shreds off his t-shirt and throws it into Scarlett‘s face.]

Johnny Wilkins - He is so arrogant, OH what a dropkick!

Ryan Antonelli - She’s a cheater, ring the bell ref, toss her outta here!

[The bell sounds as Scarlett had just rung Cain‘s clock with a wicked dropkick, she tosses his shirt to the mat and rubs over it with her foot much to the crowd‘s delight as they roar with cheers. Cain sneers as he rushes up and they lock up, Cain using his size as he leads her into a corner and rocks Scarlett with a set of nasty back elbows and chops before hip tossing her half way across the ring and locking her into a tight rear chin lock! Scarlett is on the defense now as she fights her way from the chin lock with the crowd‘s support, she uses two back elbows of her own before twisting Cain down with a swinging neckbreaker and then performing a wild front flip into a leg drop as she makes a pin!]

ONE!

TWO!

Johnny Wilkins - Cain kicks out, wow these two are really after each other here! Scarlett has never pulled a move like that out so early in a match.

Ryan Antonelli -  She’s trying not to be out done by Paul’s superb skills.

[Scarlett waste no time, she takes control of the match for the next couple of minutes, with the crowd at her back. She levels Cain in succession with a set of knife edge chops, a spinning heel kick and a standing moonsault before heading to the top rope. The crowd going off the handle as she lines up and flips over backwards for a moonsault only to have Cain raise both knees! Crushing her abdomen over his legs as Scarlett rolls around the ring in agony. The crowd not happy at all as Paul gets up with a huge smirk, shaking off her assault as he stalks around the ring, allowing Scarlett to raise back to her feet.]

Johnny Wilkins - Oh those knees coulda caused some serious damage, Scarlett does not look in good shape now… What a snake that Cain is.

Ryan Antonelli - Jealously is an ugly thing Johnny, that explains a lot about your face.

[Cain gets her as she stands and drops Simcoe‘s Sweetheart with a vile guillotine face driver, he drags her up without a second thought, the crowd‘s dismay continues to shine through their excessive booing as Paul slaps her twice and then hooks Willis up. He snaps her up and over with a nasty full nelson suplex before latching on a crossface sleeper styled hold, smiling in anger as Scarlett screams out in pain.]

Johnny Wilkins - Scarlett needs to fight with her life here, Cain has that latched in good… Look at her fighting, the crowd is stomping their minds out here.

Ryan Antonelli - Snap her head off Cain, show Paddy Cake’s lil lady how we do things in the Syndicate.

Johnny Wilkins - You talk like you’re a member.

Ryan Antonelli - Ha, there‘s that jealously again Wilkins… Why don‘t you stick to kissing Willis‘ little bootie?!

[Ryan laughs as Wilkins gives a hasty sigh, Cain shaking his head around as Willis battles out of the crossface like hold. Finally gasping for air as Cain rushes to his feet and grabs at her hair, he drags her up and pelts a European uppercut into her throat before running Scarlett through with a heavy lariat. She slams over the mat with a thundering boom as the crowd rains down more booing, Cain smirks as he goes at her again only to greet both her feet, Scarlett shoves him up and over her, grabbing Cain‘s hair now as she flips him with a nice monkey flip! Cain crashes over the mat with shocked washed over his face as he scurries to stand and then charges back at her as she stands. He looks for another clothesline but Scarlett ducks it and catches his head before wrapping him up and looking for the Blurred Vision! The crowd get to their feet as Cain manages to reverse the Blurred Vision almost immediately, twisting her body and hoisting her over his shoulders somehow, he steps forward and tries to plant her down over the mat with a nasty Heartbreaker, the crowd erupts as Scarlett breaks loose and lands on her feet but stumbles backward crushing the referee between her and the turnbuckles! The ref crumbles to the mat as we see Kirsta Lewis sneaking down the aisle way with a black fold out steel chair. As Scarlett tries to check over the referee she just crushed, Lewis whistles at Cain, he smirks as he sees the chair and catches it over the ropes as Kirsta tosses it up to him.]

Johnny Wilkins - He is not going to do it this way?

Ryan Antonelli - Skull cracker time!

[Cain screams as he snarls out Scarlett’s name, she turns and has little to no time to react as Cain runs through her, planting a nasty chair shot square into her forehead. Willis heading to the mat instantly as she clutches her face in agony, Cain slams the chair down over her chest before punting it off of her, it sails over the ropes and clangs off the arena floor as he places a foot over her chest and leans over the referee, slapping at him until he comes to enough to make a pin count, the crowd booing as they chant out.]

Crowd - CHEATER… CHEATER… CHEATER!

[The referee does his job, having not seen the chair shot as Kirsta stands up tall with a sly smile.]

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Winner : Paul Cain

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[Cain lays a nasty stomp down onto Scarlett after the three count before he slinks through the ropes and hugs up Kirsta, the two Syndicate members smirking wide as the crowd boos at them and they stroll back towards the curtain. The referee trying to regain his composure as Scarlett remains laid out in the ring, clutching her head.]

Johnny Wilkins - I cannot believe Cain just beat her like that, how does the referee miss that?!

Ryan Antonelli - Yeah well that is how he rolls, period. He had enough of her jumping around and simply laid her out. Great job by a future champion of Simcoe!

Johnny Wilkins - Yeah… If you say so Ryan. The EMTs are out here checking on Scarlett Willis folks, up next we have McCarthy and Adams in what you may call one of Simcoe’s most anticipated match ups since its return.




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