Post by Dave Dangerously on May 18, 2008 0:22:07 GMT -6
The Rant for ICW Friday Inferno 21 December 2001
Live from Baltimore, Maryland.
Joey Styles and Tony Soprano kick off the show by hyping ICW WinterWar, coming up a week from Sunday, the 30th of December. What a way to end the year, right? They start talking about how incredible the card�s going to be, but they won�t say what it is. Fine, ok.
Amalek v. Qpublic
And right into the first match... and it�s Amalek versus QPublic. Winner gets an ICW contract. At first, it may seem like a foregone conclusion... and it looks like that at first, too. Amalek dominates the first couple of minutes with power moves - suplexing the F*CK out of QPublic, dropping him stiffly onto the mat. He pulls out a floatover belly-to-belly suplex that gets oohs and aahs out of the crowd, then he goes for the arrogant one-foot pin... which gets two. So now Amalek�s pissed. He picks up QPublic in a gorilla press move to lawn-dart him into the ring barriers outside the ring... but QPublic isn�t taking it too easily, and manages to wriggle back... drops down... and cinches in some variant of a rear-naked choke on Amalek! Crowd pops for that one. Amalek starts swaying back and forth, trying to shake the hold... so QPublic spins around his body and brings him down with a variant on a tornado DDT! Cover... 1... 2... and Amalek kicks out, with some force. Back up, and the two men are squaring off, a little more wary of each other. Makes sense - Amalek really underestimated QPublic. Now they lock up in the middle of the ring, QPublic brings it down into a headlock, but Amalek shoves him into the ropes. QPublic coming back... tries a lariat on Amalek... YOU DON�T DO THAT TO SOMEONE 100 POUNDS HEAVIER THAN YOU! As can be expected, Amalek just stands there. So QPublic goes back to the ropes, and tries it again! And again, it�s no-sold. So he goes for a kick to Amalek�s head... but Amalek catches his right leg. And there�s only one thing to do from that... so QPublic gets a BEAUTIFUL bounce off his left leg, and WIPES Amalek out with an enziguiri. Styles marks out at that, and Soprano notes that he�s gotta learn how to do that if he gets into it with the Five Families. Cute. Amalek is down, and QPublic is on top of him, but rather than making the cover, he starts pounding Amalek in the head with closed fists, trying to keep him down. But Amalek manages to get his hands around QPublic�s throat in a double choke grip, and pushes him off. To his feet, and now he�s REALLY pissed. QPublic is looking desperate, and starts flailing away at Amalek. No, that�s not going to work either. Amalek pretty much throws QPublic into the corner, and walks in with murderous intent. Public isn�t moving much - did he hurt himself getting thrown into the corner? Amalek grabs Public, and jacks him up in powerbomb position... then climbs the turnbuckle, using his legs alone. Not bad. He poses with his arms outstretched, crucifix-style, going for the Fall From Grace. And he jumps... AND SPINS IN MID-AIR, POWERBOMBING QPUBLIC ONTO THE FLOOR OUTSIDE! HOLY MOTHERLESS GOAT! QPublic is dead, DOA, but that�s not enough for Amalek! Styles is freaking out... weirdo. Soprano lights up a stogie, and says that QPublic is deader than Big Pus*y. Cool. And Amalek sneaks in... cinches on the Call of Azrael cobra clutch. Public isn�t moving... at all. The ref comes in... checks on QPublic... and calls for the bell.
Winner, Amalek. Amalek is awarded an ICW Contract.
After the match, an EMT team comes out to check on QPublic, get him to the back. Azrael poses on the outside as the fans boo him... although they did mark out for the powerbomb spot.
Backstage, we see Amalek in his locker room with Myst. Dave Dudley walks in, ignores Myst, and congratulates Amalek on the win. Says that he not only gets a contract, but he gets a first-round bye in the tournament. But, he says that because QPublic didn�t submit, if Q can get medical clearance, he can have a first-round match in the tournament. To say that Amalek doesn�t like this much would be a grave understatement... he grabs Dudley by the throat, and shoves him up against the locker, threatening him in muttered Arabic. Dave�s trying to struggle, trying to say something... until Myst pulls Amalek off. Weird. Anyway, so Amalek has a contract. Sweet. Dave says he�ll have the card released before the main event, then there�s a strange silence in the room for a moment, and he walks out. OK...
Calvin Seraphim v. Lone Wolf
So we go to our next match... Calvin Seraphim versus Lone Wolf. To be honest, I expected a short, whatever match... and that�s not what we got. In fact, it was stiff as hell, and really quite enjoyable. Started out in some ways very similar to the Amalek/QPublic match... similar size disadvantage, etc. Into a collar and elbow lockup, and Lone Wolf tries to take Seraphim up for a vertical suplex... but Seraphim manages to block with his leg, and in fact, takes out Wolf�s knee from behind with his leg, and small packages him! 1... 2... and Wolf manages to get a shoulder up! Back up to his feet, and Wolf just goes nuts. Smashing Seraphim into the mat, slams, won�t even cover, just keeps murdering him. Even Styles notes it, but Soprano tells him to shut his mouth and focus on the match. Closed fists, boots, whatever. Constantly just abusing poor Seraphim. Calvin tries to get back in it with a few knife-edge chops but they don�t seem to be having any effect. Then, all of a sudden, the momentum COMPLETELY changes. Wolf sets Seraphim up for a powerbomb... and Seraphim gets out of it. Some reversal which I couldn�t do justice to here... let�s just say that Seraphim wrapped his legs around Wolf�s neck, then when Wolf pulled down, he pulled himself down as well as Seraphim. Damned cool. Wolf is down on the mat, and Seraphim just goes to town on him, specifically on his legs. Wishbones him. Then drags Wolf halfway to the outside, goes outside onto the apron, and starts doing elbow drops from the apron to the floor on Wolf�s knees. Ouch. Then, in a GREAT moment, Seraphim drags Wolf over to the turnbuckle. From the outside, he wishbones Wolf again, then pulls his legs through, crotching him on the ringpost. Double ouch. Then... RINGPOST FIGURE FOUR! RINGPOST FIGURE FOUR! Sweetness. Wolf is about to tap out, but instead, he grabs the bottom ropes for leverage, and Seraphim, seeing this, breaks the hold rather than see it get reversed. Back in the ring, and Wolf�s having a bit of trouble standing... so Seraphim SWEEPS THE LEG! COBRA KAI, MOTHERFLUKKA! Wolf is down, and Seraphim locks in a side leglock with the leg he took out... goes for the shoulder... slaps on the Tragic Flaw submission hold. Dig it. Wolf is getting seriously hyperextended... but rolls the hold so that Seraphim�s on his back! The hold is hurting like hell... but Seraphim�s back is on the mat! Maybe Seraphim doesn�t see this, but the ref sure does! 1... 2... and at the last second Seraphim realizes the trouble he�s in, and breaks the hold, avoiding getting pinned. See, it�s stuff like that that sets ICW apart... very cool. Immediately, though, Seraphim puts on an inverted facelock... another legsweep, smashing Wolf�s head down - We Are Legion! 1... 2... 3.
Winner, Calvin Seraphim
Hmmm... ending seemed a little rushed. Wonder why.
Backstage again, we see a rusty door with a crooked sign on it, �Your Hardcore Icon.� Door opens... and out walks DAN HAMPTON! BOOYAH! He�s got a big smile on his face... and as he walks off camera, the door opens, and we see Dave Dudley standing there, hands on hips, smiling and nodding.
Meanwhile, in the locker room... we see... WHOA! LEGS! AND MORE LEGS! AND... PURPLE UNDERWEAR! Ahhh... it�s Sylver Morrigan. She pulls up her black stretch pants... silver halter top... and winks at the camera. Greatest show ever. ICW rules. Testify.
Sylver Morrigan v. Ethan Prophet
So now it�s time for the aforementioned Sylver Morrigan versus Ethan Prophet. Prophet gets a few boos on the way down to the ring, which seems to shock him. The two are in the ring, and Prophet just waves his hands at her, as if to say, �No, little lady, I�m not going to hurt you.� I think we all know what that�s going to mean when you say that to someone... IMMINENT ASS-BEATING APPROACHING! MAKE SURE TO BUCKLE SEAT BELTS! And so of course, Prophet goes over to shake her hand... and she catches his hand and uses it to judo-flip him over her into the ropes, landing in a heap. He gets up, with a shocked look on his face, and Sylver smiles sweetly at him... motioning him over... with a big goofy grin on his face, he walks over... HOLY SH*T! CRANE KICK! SHE JUST NAILED ETHAN PROPHET WITH A FRICKIN� CRANE KICK! THE KARATE KID LIVES! BRING ME THE HEAD OF PAT MORITA ON A PLATE WITH FINE HAMS AND CHEESES! Styles is marking out suitably all over the place, and even Tony Soprano is impressed. The crowd pops big time for the crane kick, but Prophet rubs his jaw getting up off the mat, and shaking his head. He starts wagging his finger at her, which gets some MAJOR boos from the crowd - although Soprano approves - and catches her kick. She goes for an enziguiri, but Prophet ducks, and LEVELS her with a lariat. FOOOOOCK. She goes down HARD, and the crowd boos it. Prophet now picks her up... lifting her up over his shoulder... Ethanizer spinebuster! Oof! Scoops her up... into the Outsider�s Edge... Stairway to Heaven into the top turnbuckle! Jesus Christ, this is legalized murder here. I mean, this is the kind of stuff you see on COPS. Morrigan is down, and Prophet just stands over her, one foot on her chest... going for the pin... 1... 2... and Morrigan grabs Prophet�s ankle, dropping him to the mat on his stomach... ankle lock! And she�s PISSED! Torques it on, and Prophet is an UNHAPPY camper, as Styles notes Morrigan�s vicious side when she�s crossed. Soprano notes that she used to be a bouncer at the Bada Bing, but he fired her ass when she wouldn�t blow Paulie Walnuts. See, that�s the kind of history I DIDN�T need to know, but I guess everyone has standards. Prophet manages to reach over, and snag the bottom rope, and the ref literally has to physically pull Morrigan off of Prophet - not an easy task. Prophet back up on his feet, and Morrigan across from him, breathing heavily, panting with rage. So Prophet blows her a kiss! Christ, this guy has a death wish. Morrigan screams and charges him... but he flips her the double bird, kicks her in the gut, and hits her with a Stunner. OK, he has officially crossed into rudo dick heel hell. I like it. Cover.. 1... 2... kick out by Morrigan! Back up, and Prophet has Morrigan by the hair! He pulls her face up, and starts screaming at her... so she spits in his face! And so he backhands her! Jeez... you could get killed for doing stuff like that. So what does she do? She kicks him in the balls, of course. Prophet doubles over, as you can well expect, and Morrigan grabs him... Bane cradle neckbreaker! And the stuff cover! 1... 2... Prophet is struggling... 3! He couldn�t get his shoulder up in time!
Winner, Sylver Morrigan
She rolls out of the ring, then gets up on the apron as Prophet gets to his feet. He looks over at her, in shock, as she flips him the double bird! He charges the ropes, but she just jumps back onto the floor, blows him a kiss, and walks away to the back to a big pop from the crowd as he pounds the turnbuckle in frustration. Great match. I want more.
OK, so they cut over to Styles and Soprano, who FINALLY start discussing the card for WinterWar. Thank you, it�s not like I haven�t been waiting ALL FRICKIN� SHOW FOR THIS!
They�re doing this tournament for the ICW World Title. Sounds more confusing than it really is, I guess. Six people got byes... Myst, Healius, Hoya, Amalek, Hampton, and Ethan Prophet, although him getting a bye can be debated since he got his ass kicked by Morrigan, who didn�t get a bye. Anyway... there are two qualifying matches, then quarterfinals, semifinals, and a final. Winner of the final fights Dave Dudley. I�m just going to put the brackets up here for you all to see.
Qualifying Matches
Quarter-Finals
Semi-Finals
Finals
Main Event
Healius
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Sylver Morrigan
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Lone Wolf
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Hoyakillah
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D an Hampton
________________ v. Dave Dudley
Myst
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Calvin Seraphim
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Johnny Q Public
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Amalek
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Ethan Prophet
OK, looking at this, first thought is that there are some bad-ass looking potential and actual matchups here. Of course there are favorites, but the beautiful thing is, anyone can win this.
And according to Dudley, it would be unfair for him to walk in fresh when the winner has fought either three or four matches. So he�s going to fight one of the losers from either the qualifying matches or the quarterfinal matches for the LWN title. See, that�s cool. That way, no one�s off the PPV for the night even if they lose early on. I like that. And apparently the only other match on for the night is a Gimmick Battle Royal. Who knows what they�ll cook up for that.
Dave Dudley is WALKING!
OK, so that�s the card... now it�s time for the main event. And if you don�t like detailed description, too bad... you�re getting it. And there�s quite a bit of time left in the show... so this will be a long one, I suspect.
The ref comes out first, with the tag titles on his shoulders... he walks to the center of the ring and hooks them to a lariat, which is sent up about fifteen feet or something... seems a little higher than they do in the WWF, but whatever. Then we hear some revving in the background... �Sweet Home Alabama� hits... and the General Lee roars out! Sh*t! Talk about old school! This match must mean something, if they�re busting out this stuff. Big pop, too... I guess Hoya and Healius are getting over as faces or something, who knows? Out of the car, in matching blue and grey tights... very cool. And they both look really really serious... jesus, if this match is as intense as they look, this is going to be for real. Can�t forget to note that there are ladders scattered all around outside the ring. �Closer� by NIN hits, and out comes D ave Dudley, in his standard ring attire... then... WTF? DAMN! IT�S �TIMELESSNESS BY FEAR FACTORY! MYST IS DAVE DUDLEY�S PARTNER! HOLY SH*T! You have to wonder why Dan Hampton was in Dave�s office, though. Ah well, more questions to be answered, I guess. Dave offers a hand to Myst at the top of the ramp... but Myst just stares at him. Dave shrugs, and turns to look at the Southern Gentlemen in the ring. Myst turns and does the same.... and they charge.
Hoyakillah and Healius v. Dave Dudley and Myst
So, the match itself? Well, since it�s a ladder match, there�s no tagging in or foolishness like that. Dave in the ring, and he immediately goes after Healius... except that as he catches Healius and bearhugs him, setting up a release belly to belly suplex, Hoya catches Dudley from behind with a full nelson... Healius starts laying into Dudley with punches to the gut, until he�s spun around by Myst, who starts whaling on him! But Hoya holds the full nelson on Dudley... painplex german suplex! Dudley back up, and he and Hoya lock up... Dudley gets the advantage, and whips Hoya into the ropes... coming off, and Hoya spears Dudley, taking him down onto the mat! Healius, meanwhile, is chopping the hell out of Myst, who is chopping right back! The two are squaring off in mid-ring, as Styles is just going nuts dropping all kinds of knowledge about the four wrestlers... Soprano�s just trying to keep up. Now Healius whips Myst into the ropes... Myst comes off, goes for a lariat on Healius... but Healius ducks, and Myst collides into Dave Dudley! The two go down in a heap, and Myst gets rolled out of the ring by Healius. Dudley whipped into the ropes... he comes off running... Healius with a drop-toe hold, Hoya on the ropes, comes off, legdrop on the world champion! The two are double-teaming the champ as Styles notes that this must be some form of revenge for the two world title losses. Myst still on the outside, and not looking to come in any time soon, as Dave gets wishboned by the SG, who then turn him over... stereo single-leg Boston Crabs on Dave Dudley! Sweet. But Myst throws a folded ladder into the ring, from outside, and it nails both Southern Gentlemen in the head! Hoya and Healius go down, and the hold is broken. Myst back in the ring, and Dave gets to his feet, a bit shaky but not too bad, and they set about setting up the ladder in the middle of the ring... but Myst is less interested in that than in getting his hands on the Southern Gentlemen. Healius is getting up, shaking his head... and he eats a superkick from Myst! Healius goes down, and Myst gets on top of him, pummeling him... until Hoya pulls him off! The two stare at each other, staring down, as the fans are screaming... and then they lock up, pushing for advantage in a collar and elbow! Dudley setting up the ladder... he�s got it up, and starts to climb... but Healius gets back up, and pulls Dudley off, ripping him with chops! Myst and Hoya still in the collar and elbow... Myst gets Hoya up in a stall vertical suplex... drops him right on the ropes! Hoya sandwiches, and goes over to the outside, landing on his back. Nice. Healius is still whaling on Dudley, but as he does so, Myst starts to climb the ladder, to a nice pop from the crowd. Dudley starts fighting back, going specifically for Healius�s eyes... so Healius shoves Dudley into the ladder! Myst was two-thirds of the way up, and goes over with the ladder, going over the ropes as well, flying... until Hoya, on the outside, catches him in mid-air and plants him with a belly to belly suplex into the crowd barriers! SWEET! Healius and Dudley still in the ring, with the ladder set up but leaning on its side on the ropes, as Hoya starts setting up a second, taller ladder on the outside! Dudley comes off the ladder, and nails Healius in the head with a STIFF right, staggering the Southern Gentleman, and Dave goes to work! Right, right, right, left, right... Healius is being driven back... into the turnbuckle... Dave climbs up! 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... he gives the crowd the double bird, before hitting number 10! Healius is down in the corner, and Dudley gets in there, stomping a mudhole... before Healius is jacked up, in the powerbomb position! Dudley with the Running Dudley Bomb on Healius, onto the downed ladder! OUCH! Healius is down as Dudley starts setting up the ladder... but Hoya�s got a ladder set up on the outside, one of those 17-foot monsters that goes over the top turnbuckle! He climbs to the top as Dave tries to set up the ladder in the ring... jumps off... missile dropkick across the ring, NAILING Dave in the face! But the move took a lot out of Hoya as well, who landed on his back on the downed ladder. All three men down in the ring, as the crowd is chanting... and MYST is up on the outside! He climbs up to the apron, and gets in the ring! Looks at the ladder, looks at the SG, looks at the ladder, looks at the SG... and he grabs Hoya! Starts nailing him with closed fists, then scoops him up in a running powerslam... BUT HE NAILS HIM WITH THE HOYAHATER! Styles starts wondering if Hoya�s ever fallen victim to that move before - Soprano has no idea. And Myst slaps on the submission Boston Crab variant, as Hoya screams in pain, the fans cheering the match, Hoya trying as best he can to make the ropes... moving... inching.... almost there.... and Myst pulls him back to the middle of the ring! Hoya is in a WORLD of pain, as Myst leans back, closing his eyes and exerting himself... until he gets WHALLOPED in the side of the head by the ladder, shoved into him by Healius, who�s back up! The hold is broken, and Hoya is back up... but as he gets to his feet, Dudley - who�s also back up - off the ropes... Lou Thesz Press! Hoya is down, and Dudley is on top of him, lefts, rights, lefts, rights... but Healius is still holding the ladder, now with the ladder closed and over his head, he spins, and DECAPITATES Dudley with the ladder!! Dudley goes down in a heap, and Healius puts the ladder down, as Hoya gets back to his feet uneasily, and the two set up the ladder in the middle of the ring! Hoya steadies it, as Healius starts to climb, the crowd popping as the Southern Gentlemen go for the gold! But as Healius heads up, his eyes skyward, looking at the titles, Hoya gets ambushed by Myst - bloodied by the ladder, one should note - who takes him down in a standing head-scissors... Eternal Pain submission! Hoya is unable to scream, except a choked cry, which Healius manages to hear from on the ladder... he looks up at the belts, then down at Hoya in peril... and comes off the ladder with an elbow drop on Myst, breaking up the hold! But see, Myst really wanted to hurt Hoya. Now, he�s hate-filled and furious. Target for that hate? Right now, Healius, who gets WHALLOPED with a lariat, staggered backward, then on the receiving end of chops so stiff to turn his chest beet red, which they do! Myst continues to push, harder and harder, into the ropes, still bleeding from the head, chopping away at Healius with knife edges, until Healius is so far into the ropes, that he has to push Myst off to get some breathing room - but Myst doesn�t relent, and charges again, laying into Healius! But Healius manages to spin it, and now it�s Myst in the ropes, and Healius isn�t happy either! Remember, Healius is the emotional member of the SG, and now HE�S pissed, so Healius starts laying into Myst with stiff European uppercuts and strikes. Then he backs up for a second... and SNAPS Myst�s head back with a stiff kick... cheered by the fans for the brutality. Hoya and Dudley still down in the ring, in case you were wondering, Hoya trying to breathe, Dudley bleeding from the ladder shot he took, even occasionally busting out the old-school twitch! Healius has Myst by the neck, throws him over to the turnbuckle, and starts working him with kicks and chops - the New Dragon is more than willing to oblige, and comes back with kicks of his own, then drops, grabs Healius� leg, and dragon-screw legwhips him out of the corner! Healius is down, and Myst on top of him, lefts and rights to the face, then a headbutt after that, drawing a trickle of blood from Healius� forehead. Myst sees the blood, whips his head back to let his hair flip back to reveal a bloodied, bludgeoned smile on his face - camera gets a closeup of that little gem. So Myst starts ramming his head into Healius�, letting the blood intermingle as Healius starts to be split open! It�s brutal! And speaking of bloodied, Dudley is back on his feet... of course, he then staggers into the ropes, but he�s up! Wearing a crimson mask, of course, but he�s up. And he reaches over to the ladder, and sets it in mid-ring. Opens it up... but rather than set it up, he calls over to Myst! Myst sees the ladder on the ground, laying open... and drags Healius into it! The ladder is closed on top of him, and Myst and Dudley both go into the turnbuckle! Up top... Dudley up... and he picks Myst up! And he throws Myst up in the air... DOWNPOUR SHOOTING STAR FROG SPLASH!!! ONTO THE LADDER, WITH HEALIUS INSIDE! YE GODS!!!! At this spot, the crowd is suitably freaked out, and �I-C-DUB!� chants break out throughout the arena. Slow-motion replay shows the absolutely perfect extension, the backflip, the spread-out... that�s one for the highlight reel. Of course, the impact on the ladder was such that Myst is down in the ring, hurt... not as bad as Healius, of course, who�s now got blood all over his face, and has a trickle coming out of his mouth - internal injuries? Dave, on the other hand, is still hale and hearty. The ladder is actually BENT from the impact, so Dave rolls Healius out of it, Healius being now in a fetal position on the mat, and throws the ladder out of the ring! He rolls outside, and throws another ladder into the ring - the ladder happens to land on Healius� head, but it�s not like Dave minds at all. Dave back in the ring, setting up the ladder... it�s up... and he starts to climb, as the crowd boos him mercilessly! But from the outside... a second ladder into the ring? It�s HOYA! He�s back in, and frantically sets up a ladder near Dave�s, and starts climbing himself to a big pop! Hoya scrambles up the ladder, actually making it up faster than Dave, but he�s not under the titles! To the top... Hoya balances himself, and looks at the scenario... he takes a deep breath... crosses himself... and JUMPS! CATCHES DAVE ON THE TOP RUNG... 3624 OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER!!!! DAVE IS DDT�D TO HELL AND GONE!! OH MY GOD! And that prompts a huge �HOLY SH!T� chant from the ICW fans! Hoya shakes himself off... gets up... groggy... and Myst is up too! Clutching his ribs... but then he sees Hoya. And that�s all she wrote. Myst charges - spear on Hoya, taking him down on the mat! But this time, Hoya rolls Myst over, and starts pummeling the New Dragon with closed fists of his own! Myst grabs Hoya around the neck... pulls him down... and stiffs him with a headbutt! Hoya gets off, and gets to his feet, in a crouch. Myst up as well, grinning, in a crouch... the two squaring off mid-ring. Myst goes for a kick on Hoya - blocked. Hoya with a kick to Myst - blocked. The two start nearing each other, feinting and swiping. Finally, they lock up - into a headlock by Hoya - Myst tries to shove Hoya into the ropes, but Hoya cinches up the headlock - so Myst picks Hoya up and drops him on his head! Myst stands over Hoya... until from behind him, he hears a challenge... IT�S HEALIUS, BACK UP! We�re at the end of time, but we�re going into overtime to show the rest of this match!!! Bloodied but unbowed, Healius stands across from Myst, motioning him over... and Myst obliges, locking up with him! Myst tries to take Healius up in a suplex... but Healius blocks! Healius tries to take Myst up... and it�s blocked... but Hoya gets up from behind and unblocks it! Healius with the suplex up... and over comes Hoya! Healius suplexes Myst down, then immediately jacks Myst up with a jackknife powerbomb! Hoya goes up to the top turnbuckle, as Healius holds Myst up over the ropes! Healius powerbombs him - as Hoya jumps off and catches him with a Rocker Dropper, taking him to the outside! Myst is DONE! Hoya back into the ring, Healius bleeding but standing... and there�s Dudley! And he�s going up the ladder - Dave has turned his back on Myst for the titles! Healius is a bit dazed, but Hoya goes after him - Dave is halfway up the ladder! Hoya gets up the ladder - same side, not the opposite - and gets behind Dave! Grabs him by the waist - tries to pull him off! But Dave holds onto the ladder for dear life! However, he can�t hold on as Hoya sneaks an arm around his neck... TAZMISSION KATAHAJIME! ON THE LADDER! DAVE�S GETTING CHOKED, and he lets go, both men coming off the ladder! Hoya comes off with Dave, and comes down hard, on his back, but there are no pinfalls, and Dave�s still in the hold, flailing! Hoya screams to Healius to get up the ladder!!! And Healius does! Going up! Half-way - and Dave breaks the katahajime! He gets up before Hoya - and jumps for the ladder - but as he tries to reach it, Hoya hyperextends himself, grabbing Dave by the ankle and pulling him back! Literally, Dave was a finger�s length away from the ladder, and could have tipped it - but Hoya caught him! Dave and Hoya are pummeling each other on the mat - Hoya scrambling to hold Dave down, Dave trying to break free and get to the ladder! Finally, Dave breaks free! But Healius is to the second to the top rung of the ladder! Dave reaches the ladder - pushes - Healius gets knocked off - BUT HE�S HANGING ONTO THE BELTS! He gets both hands up there... pulls... AND THE BELTS COME FREE! HEALIUS COMES DOWN TO THE MAT WITH THE BELTS! THE SOUTHERN GENTLEMEN WIN! THE SOUTHERN GENTLEMEN WIN!
Winners, and NEW ICW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, Hoyakillah and Healius
And we�re outta time... LATER!
REMEMBER, WINTERWAR, 30 DECEMBER 2001! THE WORLD TITLE TOURNAMENT! WHAT�LL HAPPEN? WHO KNOWS? TUNE IN!
Edited by: Hoyakillah at: 12/21/01 6:45:36 pm
Live from Baltimore, Maryland.
Joey Styles and Tony Soprano kick off the show by hyping ICW WinterWar, coming up a week from Sunday, the 30th of December. What a way to end the year, right? They start talking about how incredible the card�s going to be, but they won�t say what it is. Fine, ok.
Amalek v. Qpublic
And right into the first match... and it�s Amalek versus QPublic. Winner gets an ICW contract. At first, it may seem like a foregone conclusion... and it looks like that at first, too. Amalek dominates the first couple of minutes with power moves - suplexing the F*CK out of QPublic, dropping him stiffly onto the mat. He pulls out a floatover belly-to-belly suplex that gets oohs and aahs out of the crowd, then he goes for the arrogant one-foot pin... which gets two. So now Amalek�s pissed. He picks up QPublic in a gorilla press move to lawn-dart him into the ring barriers outside the ring... but QPublic isn�t taking it too easily, and manages to wriggle back... drops down... and cinches in some variant of a rear-naked choke on Amalek! Crowd pops for that one. Amalek starts swaying back and forth, trying to shake the hold... so QPublic spins around his body and brings him down with a variant on a tornado DDT! Cover... 1... 2... and Amalek kicks out, with some force. Back up, and the two men are squaring off, a little more wary of each other. Makes sense - Amalek really underestimated QPublic. Now they lock up in the middle of the ring, QPublic brings it down into a headlock, but Amalek shoves him into the ropes. QPublic coming back... tries a lariat on Amalek... YOU DON�T DO THAT TO SOMEONE 100 POUNDS HEAVIER THAN YOU! As can be expected, Amalek just stands there. So QPublic goes back to the ropes, and tries it again! And again, it�s no-sold. So he goes for a kick to Amalek�s head... but Amalek catches his right leg. And there�s only one thing to do from that... so QPublic gets a BEAUTIFUL bounce off his left leg, and WIPES Amalek out with an enziguiri. Styles marks out at that, and Soprano notes that he�s gotta learn how to do that if he gets into it with the Five Families. Cute. Amalek is down, and QPublic is on top of him, but rather than making the cover, he starts pounding Amalek in the head with closed fists, trying to keep him down. But Amalek manages to get his hands around QPublic�s throat in a double choke grip, and pushes him off. To his feet, and now he�s REALLY pissed. QPublic is looking desperate, and starts flailing away at Amalek. No, that�s not going to work either. Amalek pretty much throws QPublic into the corner, and walks in with murderous intent. Public isn�t moving much - did he hurt himself getting thrown into the corner? Amalek grabs Public, and jacks him up in powerbomb position... then climbs the turnbuckle, using his legs alone. Not bad. He poses with his arms outstretched, crucifix-style, going for the Fall From Grace. And he jumps... AND SPINS IN MID-AIR, POWERBOMBING QPUBLIC ONTO THE FLOOR OUTSIDE! HOLY MOTHERLESS GOAT! QPublic is dead, DOA, but that�s not enough for Amalek! Styles is freaking out... weirdo. Soprano lights up a stogie, and says that QPublic is deader than Big Pus*y. Cool. And Amalek sneaks in... cinches on the Call of Azrael cobra clutch. Public isn�t moving... at all. The ref comes in... checks on QPublic... and calls for the bell.
Winner, Amalek. Amalek is awarded an ICW Contract.
After the match, an EMT team comes out to check on QPublic, get him to the back. Azrael poses on the outside as the fans boo him... although they did mark out for the powerbomb spot.
Backstage, we see Amalek in his locker room with Myst. Dave Dudley walks in, ignores Myst, and congratulates Amalek on the win. Says that he not only gets a contract, but he gets a first-round bye in the tournament. But, he says that because QPublic didn�t submit, if Q can get medical clearance, he can have a first-round match in the tournament. To say that Amalek doesn�t like this much would be a grave understatement... he grabs Dudley by the throat, and shoves him up against the locker, threatening him in muttered Arabic. Dave�s trying to struggle, trying to say something... until Myst pulls Amalek off. Weird. Anyway, so Amalek has a contract. Sweet. Dave says he�ll have the card released before the main event, then there�s a strange silence in the room for a moment, and he walks out. OK...
Calvin Seraphim v. Lone Wolf
So we go to our next match... Calvin Seraphim versus Lone Wolf. To be honest, I expected a short, whatever match... and that�s not what we got. In fact, it was stiff as hell, and really quite enjoyable. Started out in some ways very similar to the Amalek/QPublic match... similar size disadvantage, etc. Into a collar and elbow lockup, and Lone Wolf tries to take Seraphim up for a vertical suplex... but Seraphim manages to block with his leg, and in fact, takes out Wolf�s knee from behind with his leg, and small packages him! 1... 2... and Wolf manages to get a shoulder up! Back up to his feet, and Wolf just goes nuts. Smashing Seraphim into the mat, slams, won�t even cover, just keeps murdering him. Even Styles notes it, but Soprano tells him to shut his mouth and focus on the match. Closed fists, boots, whatever. Constantly just abusing poor Seraphim. Calvin tries to get back in it with a few knife-edge chops but they don�t seem to be having any effect. Then, all of a sudden, the momentum COMPLETELY changes. Wolf sets Seraphim up for a powerbomb... and Seraphim gets out of it. Some reversal which I couldn�t do justice to here... let�s just say that Seraphim wrapped his legs around Wolf�s neck, then when Wolf pulled down, he pulled himself down as well as Seraphim. Damned cool. Wolf is down on the mat, and Seraphim just goes to town on him, specifically on his legs. Wishbones him. Then drags Wolf halfway to the outside, goes outside onto the apron, and starts doing elbow drops from the apron to the floor on Wolf�s knees. Ouch. Then, in a GREAT moment, Seraphim drags Wolf over to the turnbuckle. From the outside, he wishbones Wolf again, then pulls his legs through, crotching him on the ringpost. Double ouch. Then... RINGPOST FIGURE FOUR! RINGPOST FIGURE FOUR! Sweetness. Wolf is about to tap out, but instead, he grabs the bottom ropes for leverage, and Seraphim, seeing this, breaks the hold rather than see it get reversed. Back in the ring, and Wolf�s having a bit of trouble standing... so Seraphim SWEEPS THE LEG! COBRA KAI, MOTHERFLUKKA! Wolf is down, and Seraphim locks in a side leglock with the leg he took out... goes for the shoulder... slaps on the Tragic Flaw submission hold. Dig it. Wolf is getting seriously hyperextended... but rolls the hold so that Seraphim�s on his back! The hold is hurting like hell... but Seraphim�s back is on the mat! Maybe Seraphim doesn�t see this, but the ref sure does! 1... 2... and at the last second Seraphim realizes the trouble he�s in, and breaks the hold, avoiding getting pinned. See, it�s stuff like that that sets ICW apart... very cool. Immediately, though, Seraphim puts on an inverted facelock... another legsweep, smashing Wolf�s head down - We Are Legion! 1... 2... 3.
Winner, Calvin Seraphim
Hmmm... ending seemed a little rushed. Wonder why.
Backstage again, we see a rusty door with a crooked sign on it, �Your Hardcore Icon.� Door opens... and out walks DAN HAMPTON! BOOYAH! He�s got a big smile on his face... and as he walks off camera, the door opens, and we see Dave Dudley standing there, hands on hips, smiling and nodding.
Meanwhile, in the locker room... we see... WHOA! LEGS! AND MORE LEGS! AND... PURPLE UNDERWEAR! Ahhh... it�s Sylver Morrigan. She pulls up her black stretch pants... silver halter top... and winks at the camera. Greatest show ever. ICW rules. Testify.
Sylver Morrigan v. Ethan Prophet
So now it�s time for the aforementioned Sylver Morrigan versus Ethan Prophet. Prophet gets a few boos on the way down to the ring, which seems to shock him. The two are in the ring, and Prophet just waves his hands at her, as if to say, �No, little lady, I�m not going to hurt you.� I think we all know what that�s going to mean when you say that to someone... IMMINENT ASS-BEATING APPROACHING! MAKE SURE TO BUCKLE SEAT BELTS! And so of course, Prophet goes over to shake her hand... and she catches his hand and uses it to judo-flip him over her into the ropes, landing in a heap. He gets up, with a shocked look on his face, and Sylver smiles sweetly at him... motioning him over... with a big goofy grin on his face, he walks over... HOLY SH*T! CRANE KICK! SHE JUST NAILED ETHAN PROPHET WITH A FRICKIN� CRANE KICK! THE KARATE KID LIVES! BRING ME THE HEAD OF PAT MORITA ON A PLATE WITH FINE HAMS AND CHEESES! Styles is marking out suitably all over the place, and even Tony Soprano is impressed. The crowd pops big time for the crane kick, but Prophet rubs his jaw getting up off the mat, and shaking his head. He starts wagging his finger at her, which gets some MAJOR boos from the crowd - although Soprano approves - and catches her kick. She goes for an enziguiri, but Prophet ducks, and LEVELS her with a lariat. FOOOOOCK. She goes down HARD, and the crowd boos it. Prophet now picks her up... lifting her up over his shoulder... Ethanizer spinebuster! Oof! Scoops her up... into the Outsider�s Edge... Stairway to Heaven into the top turnbuckle! Jesus Christ, this is legalized murder here. I mean, this is the kind of stuff you see on COPS. Morrigan is down, and Prophet just stands over her, one foot on her chest... going for the pin... 1... 2... and Morrigan grabs Prophet�s ankle, dropping him to the mat on his stomach... ankle lock! And she�s PISSED! Torques it on, and Prophet is an UNHAPPY camper, as Styles notes Morrigan�s vicious side when she�s crossed. Soprano notes that she used to be a bouncer at the Bada Bing, but he fired her ass when she wouldn�t blow Paulie Walnuts. See, that�s the kind of history I DIDN�T need to know, but I guess everyone has standards. Prophet manages to reach over, and snag the bottom rope, and the ref literally has to physically pull Morrigan off of Prophet - not an easy task. Prophet back up on his feet, and Morrigan across from him, breathing heavily, panting with rage. So Prophet blows her a kiss! Christ, this guy has a death wish. Morrigan screams and charges him... but he flips her the double bird, kicks her in the gut, and hits her with a Stunner. OK, he has officially crossed into rudo dick heel hell. I like it. Cover.. 1... 2... kick out by Morrigan! Back up, and Prophet has Morrigan by the hair! He pulls her face up, and starts screaming at her... so she spits in his face! And so he backhands her! Jeez... you could get killed for doing stuff like that. So what does she do? She kicks him in the balls, of course. Prophet doubles over, as you can well expect, and Morrigan grabs him... Bane cradle neckbreaker! And the stuff cover! 1... 2... Prophet is struggling... 3! He couldn�t get his shoulder up in time!
Winner, Sylver Morrigan
She rolls out of the ring, then gets up on the apron as Prophet gets to his feet. He looks over at her, in shock, as she flips him the double bird! He charges the ropes, but she just jumps back onto the floor, blows him a kiss, and walks away to the back to a big pop from the crowd as he pounds the turnbuckle in frustration. Great match. I want more.
OK, so they cut over to Styles and Soprano, who FINALLY start discussing the card for WinterWar. Thank you, it�s not like I haven�t been waiting ALL FRICKIN� SHOW FOR THIS!
They�re doing this tournament for the ICW World Title. Sounds more confusing than it really is, I guess. Six people got byes... Myst, Healius, Hoya, Amalek, Hampton, and Ethan Prophet, although him getting a bye can be debated since he got his ass kicked by Morrigan, who didn�t get a bye. Anyway... there are two qualifying matches, then quarterfinals, semifinals, and a final. Winner of the final fights Dave Dudley. I�m just going to put the brackets up here for you all to see.
Qualifying Matches
Quarter-Finals
Semi-Finals
Finals
Main Event
Healius
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Sylver Morrigan
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Lone Wolf
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Hoyakillah
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D an Hampton
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Myst
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Calvin Seraphim
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Johnny Q Public
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Amalek
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Ethan Prophet
OK, looking at this, first thought is that there are some bad-ass looking potential and actual matchups here. Of course there are favorites, but the beautiful thing is, anyone can win this.
And according to Dudley, it would be unfair for him to walk in fresh when the winner has fought either three or four matches. So he�s going to fight one of the losers from either the qualifying matches or the quarterfinal matches for the LWN title. See, that�s cool. That way, no one�s off the PPV for the night even if they lose early on. I like that. And apparently the only other match on for the night is a Gimmick Battle Royal. Who knows what they�ll cook up for that.
Dave Dudley is WALKING!
OK, so that�s the card... now it�s time for the main event. And if you don�t like detailed description, too bad... you�re getting it. And there�s quite a bit of time left in the show... so this will be a long one, I suspect.
The ref comes out first, with the tag titles on his shoulders... he walks to the center of the ring and hooks them to a lariat, which is sent up about fifteen feet or something... seems a little higher than they do in the WWF, but whatever. Then we hear some revving in the background... �Sweet Home Alabama� hits... and the General Lee roars out! Sh*t! Talk about old school! This match must mean something, if they�re busting out this stuff. Big pop, too... I guess Hoya and Healius are getting over as faces or something, who knows? Out of the car, in matching blue and grey tights... very cool. And they both look really really serious... jesus, if this match is as intense as they look, this is going to be for real. Can�t forget to note that there are ladders scattered all around outside the ring. �Closer� by NIN hits, and out comes D ave Dudley, in his standard ring attire... then... WTF? DAMN! IT�S �TIMELESSNESS BY FEAR FACTORY! MYST IS DAVE DUDLEY�S PARTNER! HOLY SH*T! You have to wonder why Dan Hampton was in Dave�s office, though. Ah well, more questions to be answered, I guess. Dave offers a hand to Myst at the top of the ramp... but Myst just stares at him. Dave shrugs, and turns to look at the Southern Gentlemen in the ring. Myst turns and does the same.... and they charge.
Hoyakillah and Healius v. Dave Dudley and Myst
So, the match itself? Well, since it�s a ladder match, there�s no tagging in or foolishness like that. Dave in the ring, and he immediately goes after Healius... except that as he catches Healius and bearhugs him, setting up a release belly to belly suplex, Hoya catches Dudley from behind with a full nelson... Healius starts laying into Dudley with punches to the gut, until he�s spun around by Myst, who starts whaling on him! But Hoya holds the full nelson on Dudley... painplex german suplex! Dudley back up, and he and Hoya lock up... Dudley gets the advantage, and whips Hoya into the ropes... coming off, and Hoya spears Dudley, taking him down onto the mat! Healius, meanwhile, is chopping the hell out of Myst, who is chopping right back! The two are squaring off in mid-ring, as Styles is just going nuts dropping all kinds of knowledge about the four wrestlers... Soprano�s just trying to keep up. Now Healius whips Myst into the ropes... Myst comes off, goes for a lariat on Healius... but Healius ducks, and Myst collides into Dave Dudley! The two go down in a heap, and Myst gets rolled out of the ring by Healius. Dudley whipped into the ropes... he comes off running... Healius with a drop-toe hold, Hoya on the ropes, comes off, legdrop on the world champion! The two are double-teaming the champ as Styles notes that this must be some form of revenge for the two world title losses. Myst still on the outside, and not looking to come in any time soon, as Dave gets wishboned by the SG, who then turn him over... stereo single-leg Boston Crabs on Dave Dudley! Sweet. But Myst throws a folded ladder into the ring, from outside, and it nails both Southern Gentlemen in the head! Hoya and Healius go down, and the hold is broken. Myst back in the ring, and Dave gets to his feet, a bit shaky but not too bad, and they set about setting up the ladder in the middle of the ring... but Myst is less interested in that than in getting his hands on the Southern Gentlemen. Healius is getting up, shaking his head... and he eats a superkick from Myst! Healius goes down, and Myst gets on top of him, pummeling him... until Hoya pulls him off! The two stare at each other, staring down, as the fans are screaming... and then they lock up, pushing for advantage in a collar and elbow! Dudley setting up the ladder... he�s got it up, and starts to climb... but Healius gets back up, and pulls Dudley off, ripping him with chops! Myst and Hoya still in the collar and elbow... Myst gets Hoya up in a stall vertical suplex... drops him right on the ropes! Hoya sandwiches, and goes over to the outside, landing on his back. Nice. Healius is still whaling on Dudley, but as he does so, Myst starts to climb the ladder, to a nice pop from the crowd. Dudley starts fighting back, going specifically for Healius�s eyes... so Healius shoves Dudley into the ladder! Myst was two-thirds of the way up, and goes over with the ladder, going over the ropes as well, flying... until Hoya, on the outside, catches him in mid-air and plants him with a belly to belly suplex into the crowd barriers! SWEET! Healius and Dudley still in the ring, with the ladder set up but leaning on its side on the ropes, as Hoya starts setting up a second, taller ladder on the outside! Dudley comes off the ladder, and nails Healius in the head with a STIFF right, staggering the Southern Gentleman, and Dave goes to work! Right, right, right, left, right... Healius is being driven back... into the turnbuckle... Dave climbs up! 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... he gives the crowd the double bird, before hitting number 10! Healius is down in the corner, and Dudley gets in there, stomping a mudhole... before Healius is jacked up, in the powerbomb position! Dudley with the Running Dudley Bomb on Healius, onto the downed ladder! OUCH! Healius is down as Dudley starts setting up the ladder... but Hoya�s got a ladder set up on the outside, one of those 17-foot monsters that goes over the top turnbuckle! He climbs to the top as Dave tries to set up the ladder in the ring... jumps off... missile dropkick across the ring, NAILING Dave in the face! But the move took a lot out of Hoya as well, who landed on his back on the downed ladder. All three men down in the ring, as the crowd is chanting... and MYST is up on the outside! He climbs up to the apron, and gets in the ring! Looks at the ladder, looks at the SG, looks at the ladder, looks at the SG... and he grabs Hoya! Starts nailing him with closed fists, then scoops him up in a running powerslam... BUT HE NAILS HIM WITH THE HOYAHATER! Styles starts wondering if Hoya�s ever fallen victim to that move before - Soprano has no idea. And Myst slaps on the submission Boston Crab variant, as Hoya screams in pain, the fans cheering the match, Hoya trying as best he can to make the ropes... moving... inching.... almost there.... and Myst pulls him back to the middle of the ring! Hoya is in a WORLD of pain, as Myst leans back, closing his eyes and exerting himself... until he gets WHALLOPED in the side of the head by the ladder, shoved into him by Healius, who�s back up! The hold is broken, and Hoya is back up... but as he gets to his feet, Dudley - who�s also back up - off the ropes... Lou Thesz Press! Hoya is down, and Dudley is on top of him, lefts, rights, lefts, rights... but Healius is still holding the ladder, now with the ladder closed and over his head, he spins, and DECAPITATES Dudley with the ladder!! Dudley goes down in a heap, and Healius puts the ladder down, as Hoya gets back to his feet uneasily, and the two set up the ladder in the middle of the ring! Hoya steadies it, as Healius starts to climb, the crowd popping as the Southern Gentlemen go for the gold! But as Healius heads up, his eyes skyward, looking at the titles, Hoya gets ambushed by Myst - bloodied by the ladder, one should note - who takes him down in a standing head-scissors... Eternal Pain submission! Hoya is unable to scream, except a choked cry, which Healius manages to hear from on the ladder... he looks up at the belts, then down at Hoya in peril... and comes off the ladder with an elbow drop on Myst, breaking up the hold! But see, Myst really wanted to hurt Hoya. Now, he�s hate-filled and furious. Target for that hate? Right now, Healius, who gets WHALLOPED with a lariat, staggered backward, then on the receiving end of chops so stiff to turn his chest beet red, which they do! Myst continues to push, harder and harder, into the ropes, still bleeding from the head, chopping away at Healius with knife edges, until Healius is so far into the ropes, that he has to push Myst off to get some breathing room - but Myst doesn�t relent, and charges again, laying into Healius! But Healius manages to spin it, and now it�s Myst in the ropes, and Healius isn�t happy either! Remember, Healius is the emotional member of the SG, and now HE�S pissed, so Healius starts laying into Myst with stiff European uppercuts and strikes. Then he backs up for a second... and SNAPS Myst�s head back with a stiff kick... cheered by the fans for the brutality. Hoya and Dudley still down in the ring, in case you were wondering, Hoya trying to breathe, Dudley bleeding from the ladder shot he took, even occasionally busting out the old-school twitch! Healius has Myst by the neck, throws him over to the turnbuckle, and starts working him with kicks and chops - the New Dragon is more than willing to oblige, and comes back with kicks of his own, then drops, grabs Healius� leg, and dragon-screw legwhips him out of the corner! Healius is down, and Myst on top of him, lefts and rights to the face, then a headbutt after that, drawing a trickle of blood from Healius� forehead. Myst sees the blood, whips his head back to let his hair flip back to reveal a bloodied, bludgeoned smile on his face - camera gets a closeup of that little gem. So Myst starts ramming his head into Healius�, letting the blood intermingle as Healius starts to be split open! It�s brutal! And speaking of bloodied, Dudley is back on his feet... of course, he then staggers into the ropes, but he�s up! Wearing a crimson mask, of course, but he�s up. And he reaches over to the ladder, and sets it in mid-ring. Opens it up... but rather than set it up, he calls over to Myst! Myst sees the ladder on the ground, laying open... and drags Healius into it! The ladder is closed on top of him, and Myst and Dudley both go into the turnbuckle! Up top... Dudley up... and he picks Myst up! And he throws Myst up in the air... DOWNPOUR SHOOTING STAR FROG SPLASH!!! ONTO THE LADDER, WITH HEALIUS INSIDE! YE GODS!!!! At this spot, the crowd is suitably freaked out, and �I-C-DUB!� chants break out throughout the arena. Slow-motion replay shows the absolutely perfect extension, the backflip, the spread-out... that�s one for the highlight reel. Of course, the impact on the ladder was such that Myst is down in the ring, hurt... not as bad as Healius, of course, who�s now got blood all over his face, and has a trickle coming out of his mouth - internal injuries? Dave, on the other hand, is still hale and hearty. The ladder is actually BENT from the impact, so Dave rolls Healius out of it, Healius being now in a fetal position on the mat, and throws the ladder out of the ring! He rolls outside, and throws another ladder into the ring - the ladder happens to land on Healius� head, but it�s not like Dave minds at all. Dave back in the ring, setting up the ladder... it�s up... and he starts to climb, as the crowd boos him mercilessly! But from the outside... a second ladder into the ring? It�s HOYA! He�s back in, and frantically sets up a ladder near Dave�s, and starts climbing himself to a big pop! Hoya scrambles up the ladder, actually making it up faster than Dave, but he�s not under the titles! To the top... Hoya balances himself, and looks at the scenario... he takes a deep breath... crosses himself... and JUMPS! CATCHES DAVE ON THE TOP RUNG... 3624 OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER!!!! DAVE IS DDT�D TO HELL AND GONE!! OH MY GOD! And that prompts a huge �HOLY SH!T� chant from the ICW fans! Hoya shakes himself off... gets up... groggy... and Myst is up too! Clutching his ribs... but then he sees Hoya. And that�s all she wrote. Myst charges - spear on Hoya, taking him down on the mat! But this time, Hoya rolls Myst over, and starts pummeling the New Dragon with closed fists of his own! Myst grabs Hoya around the neck... pulls him down... and stiffs him with a headbutt! Hoya gets off, and gets to his feet, in a crouch. Myst up as well, grinning, in a crouch... the two squaring off mid-ring. Myst goes for a kick on Hoya - blocked. Hoya with a kick to Myst - blocked. The two start nearing each other, feinting and swiping. Finally, they lock up - into a headlock by Hoya - Myst tries to shove Hoya into the ropes, but Hoya cinches up the headlock - so Myst picks Hoya up and drops him on his head! Myst stands over Hoya... until from behind him, he hears a challenge... IT�S HEALIUS, BACK UP! We�re at the end of time, but we�re going into overtime to show the rest of this match!!! Bloodied but unbowed, Healius stands across from Myst, motioning him over... and Myst obliges, locking up with him! Myst tries to take Healius up in a suplex... but Healius blocks! Healius tries to take Myst up... and it�s blocked... but Hoya gets up from behind and unblocks it! Healius with the suplex up... and over comes Hoya! Healius suplexes Myst down, then immediately jacks Myst up with a jackknife powerbomb! Hoya goes up to the top turnbuckle, as Healius holds Myst up over the ropes! Healius powerbombs him - as Hoya jumps off and catches him with a Rocker Dropper, taking him to the outside! Myst is DONE! Hoya back into the ring, Healius bleeding but standing... and there�s Dudley! And he�s going up the ladder - Dave has turned his back on Myst for the titles! Healius is a bit dazed, but Hoya goes after him - Dave is halfway up the ladder! Hoya gets up the ladder - same side, not the opposite - and gets behind Dave! Grabs him by the waist - tries to pull him off! But Dave holds onto the ladder for dear life! However, he can�t hold on as Hoya sneaks an arm around his neck... TAZMISSION KATAHAJIME! ON THE LADDER! DAVE�S GETTING CHOKED, and he lets go, both men coming off the ladder! Hoya comes off with Dave, and comes down hard, on his back, but there are no pinfalls, and Dave�s still in the hold, flailing! Hoya screams to Healius to get up the ladder!!! And Healius does! Going up! Half-way - and Dave breaks the katahajime! He gets up before Hoya - and jumps for the ladder - but as he tries to reach it, Hoya hyperextends himself, grabbing Dave by the ankle and pulling him back! Literally, Dave was a finger�s length away from the ladder, and could have tipped it - but Hoya caught him! Dave and Hoya are pummeling each other on the mat - Hoya scrambling to hold Dave down, Dave trying to break free and get to the ladder! Finally, Dave breaks free! But Healius is to the second to the top rung of the ladder! Dave reaches the ladder - pushes - Healius gets knocked off - BUT HE�S HANGING ONTO THE BELTS! He gets both hands up there... pulls... AND THE BELTS COME FREE! HEALIUS COMES DOWN TO THE MAT WITH THE BELTS! THE SOUTHERN GENTLEMEN WIN! THE SOUTHERN GENTLEMEN WIN!
Winners, and NEW ICW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, Hoyakillah and Healius
And we�re outta time... LATER!
REMEMBER, WINTERWAR, 30 DECEMBER 2001! THE WORLD TITLE TOURNAMENT! WHAT�LL HAPPEN? WHO KNOWS? TUNE IN!
Edited by: Hoyakillah at: 12/21/01 6:45:36 pm