#1 Contenders' 2-Out-of-3-Falls Match: Blaise Fader v Juliet Black
Right from the off, it is apparent that this will be a heated confrontation, as neither Juliet nor Blaise waste any time going on offence. Instead, the two immediately begin to brawl in the centre of the ring, going blow for blow, neither giving an inch. For each punch Juliet throws, Blaise responds with another, just as hard; when Dublin Trouble throws some knees into the mix, Blaise responds with forearms; Juliet attempts a kick, Blaise throws an elbow at her head. For a long moment, both women seem to lose sight of their goal and revel in this chance to indulge in their rivalry and beat each other into oblivion.
The first reminder that this is, indeed, a wrestling match comes when yet another forearm from Blaise rocks Juliet, allowing the Coventry native to ram through her with a clothesline. Knowing every second counts, Blaise then scoops Juliet up into a powerslam, following it up with a leg drop. She rolls through to her feet and picks Juliet up again, but Dublin Trouble fights back with headbutts to the stomach. Blaise's wider girth means she is less affected by the blows than a normal wrestler would be, but they still do just enough to throw her off-balance, and she lets herself fall against the ropes. This action is deliberate, however, as Juliet finds a moment later, when she gets rammed through yet again, with yet another clothesline.
In the clear again, Blaise allows herself a little grin. She bends down to pick her opponent up yet again...only for Juliet to mule-kick her in the stomach! This time, the Coventry native does bend over, grimacing in pain, and Dublin Trouble wastes no time capitalising. She sets Blaise up for a T-Bone suplex, which Fader tries to fight out of with shoulder thrusts to Juliet's chest. These are successful, but the fan-favourite cannot avoid being hit with another kick to the groin by an irritated Juliet. Dublin Trouble then quickly moves into a crucifix, dragging Fader down into a pinning predicament. The referee counts!
ONE!
TWO!
Blaise shrugs out of the move!
Juliet has, however, now regained the upper hand, and does not intend to lose it. She demonstrates as much when she lifts the far heavier fader into a German suplex, throwing her overhead. She rolls through to her feet, notices Fader has her back turned to her, and smiles. Then, as her opponent stands up, she yells out 'CLITPLEX!' and proceeds to perform the aforementioned move, throwing Blaise back towards the centre of the ring.
This move on a heavier opponent knocks the wind out of her, however, and she takes an extra second or two to roll through to her feet. When she does, Fader is on her feet as well, and ready to meet her toe to toe. The two rush at one another, and it is Blaise who capitalises, landing a Big Boot. Juliet goes down and Blaise looks to follow up with an elbow drop, but Dublin Trouble rolls out of the way! Juliet rolls herself to the ropes, pulls herself up, and is just in time to avoid getting hit with a running crossbody by Fader. She does just enough to sidestep, then leans in to throw her opponent out of the ring and onto the floor.
Rather than hope for a count-out, however, she then decides to follow Blaise onto the floor. She stands in front of her rival, waits until Blaise pulls herself up, and pokes her in the eye, before lifting her up for a snap suplex on the floor! The fans gasp at the impact of the move, but Juliet does not appear to be done. Rather than slide back into the ring and wait for the count-out, she instead begins to stomp all over Juliet, until the referee is forced to threaten her with disqualification if she keeps at it. Juliet shrugs off his warning, but does halt her stomping, instead leaning down to pick up Blaise yet again. She brings her to her feet...
...and gets sent sprawling backwards with a headbutt!!! She does just enough to avoid falling over, and when Blaise runs at her with yet another clothesline, somehow manages to duck and pop up behind her opponent to German suplex her onto the floor! Then, she finally seeks out the comfort of the ring, happy to give herself a breather after being rocked by that headbutt. She rolls under the bottom rope at the count of 'SEVEN', and the referee resets the count, this time for the prone Blaise on the outside.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Blaise just about makes it up to the apron, clutching for the bottom rope as she attempts to bring herself back to a vertical position...
….only for Juliet to baseball-bat slide her, sending her into the nearby crowd partition!
SIX!
SEVEN!
The crowd hold Blaise up, helping her back to her feet as they speak words of encouragement. The Coventry native nods appreciatively, but conveys the message that she has no time to lose, and once again begins to stumble towards the ring!
EIGHT!
Juliet slides in again, but this time, Blaise sidesteps, and Dublin Trouble goes all the way to the outside! As for Blaise, she gratefully hoists herself up onto the apron, rolling under the bottom rope just in the nick of time!
NINE!
The relieved Blaise rolls herself towards the centre of the ring, taking a moment to breathe and regain her bearings before rolling towards the nearest set of ropes and pulling herself up. Not a moment too soon, either, as Juliet has similarly wasted no time getting to her feet and is now sliding into the ring and making a beeline for Blaise!
Despite still being winded, the Coventry native decides to meet her foe halfway. This time, the running crossbody connects, and Juliet is surprised to find herself in a pinning predicament! The referee slides in and counts!
ONE!
TWO!
...Dublin Trouble kicks out!
Blaise did what was needed, however, and is back in control. She promptly rolls off Juliet, picks her up, and applies a Russian leg sweep. She then drops another elbow, and covers!
ONE!
TW—NO!
Blaise rolls to her feet again and goes to pick up Juliet...only to get rocked by an elbow to the stomach! Another lands on her nose a moment later, after which Juliet turns around and rakes Blaise's eyes! The fan-favourite stumbles back as Dublin Trouble is showered with boos from the crowd, which cause her to rant at them with her typical colourful language. Not even that can distract her from the task at hand, however, and she is soon back on offence. She runs at the still-groggy Blaise and pins her against the ropes, delivering repeated knife-edged chops. Blaise, who is just starting to recover, puts up a fight, landing a few punches to Juliet's head. Dublin Trouble powers through at first, but eventually re-thinks her strategy, landing a knee shot right between Blaise's legs! The referee, whose view is partially blocked by Juliet, interprets it as a knee to the gut, however, and signals nothing – even after Blaise drops to her knees in pain! As for Juliet, she gleefully takes the opportunity to kick her opponent square in the face, sending her down to the mat. She immediately reaches in, looking to pull Blaise closer to the centre of the ring, but the fan-favourite does just enough to slip off the apron and onto the floor, where she lies prone, catching a much-needed breath.
Juliet, however, is not about to allow her any such luxury. She quickly follows Blaise outside, picks her up roughly by the hair, and once again kicks her in the face. The fans boo her actions loudly, some attempting to grab for her and drawing her ire. One particular fan at ringside aggravates her so much that she loudly tells him to 'watch this' and kicks Blaise in the face again, even harder. Fader faceplants as Juliet gets in the fan's face, asking him how he liked it. The fan still seems rather distraught, but Juliet appears to be done with him, as she begins to walk away...
...only to turn back around and spit her gum in his face! This gets a loud reaction from the crowd, particularly the attendants around the fan, but Juliet is not about to waste any more time; she turns back around, for real this time, and prepares to return to work on Blaise.
Her altercation with the fan, however, has bought Blaise some time, and by the time Juliet comes to get her, she is on one knee. When her rival bends down to pick her up, she is similarly able to react, bullrushing Juliet against the nearby barricade. She slips out of her opponent's grasp, grabs her by the hair, and smashes her head against the turnbuckle several times. She then turns to the fan Juliet offended moment ago and asks him to help her. The man nods, and Blaise throws Juliet over the barricade and onto the audience. She asks the fans to 'turn her around' and 'hold her legs', a task in which they gleefully assist, draping the Irishwoman over the barricade before securing her legs. The groggy Juliet is not out of it enough to stand still as this happens, but the collaborative work of the fans eventually overwhelms her. As the referee counts 'SEVEN!', Blaise holds up a finger, commanding the fans' attention, and takes off on a lap of honour around the ring, slapping every hand in sight. As the befuddled fans holding Juliet watch on, she comes back around and kicks her rival in the head with a Big Boot! The Exocet connects, and Blaise gets a little sweet revenge!
After taking a moment to high five the fans and thank them for their collaboration, the Coventry native picks up her opponent again and rolls her under the bottom rope, breaking the referee's count at a close 'NINE.' She then rolls in herself and covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The crowd explodes as Blaise Fader gets the first fall of the match!
1-0 at 15:43: Blaise Fader
After she gets the fall, the Coventrian allows herself a moment to lie on the mat, tired, but happy. Her opponent still seems out cold, so Blaise knows she has a little time to spare and can afford a personal moment for herself. She gleefully indulges in it, visibly catching her breath as she lies spread-eagled on the mat.
After a moment, however, it is time to return to work, especially since Juliet is beginning to stir yet again. Blaise therefore rolls through to her feet, before using the ropes to hoist herself up. She then steps in towards Juliet, brings her to her feet, and drops her with a backbreaker. She brings Dublin Trouble up again, whips her towards the ropes, then runs in with a big splash, pegging her to the corner! She throws her fists in the air wildly in celebration as Juliet slides to the ground, and the fans respond in kind!
There is no time to waste, however, and soon Blaise is picking Juliet up again. She profits from the fact that she has her opponent in the corner, and still groggy, to pull her into a horizontal position, lying across the turnbuckle. She then begins to scale the turnbuckle. The fans cheer wildly as she reaches the top, looks down at the prone Juliet, and takes off with the Blaise of Glory...
...WHICH MISSES!!!!
Juliet rolls out of the way and Blaise lands hard on her back on the mat. The grimace on the Coventry native's face says it all, and for a long moment, both women are more than happy to simply lie there, recovering from their respective ailments. Around them, the Brooklyn Bowl explodes, acknowledging the barn-burning match they are watching with a chant of 'THIS IS AWESOME!'
After a long moment in which the two women simply lie on the mat as the referee counts, one of the contenders begins to stir. It is Juliet Black, who has had time to shake off the cobwebs from Blaise's Big Boot and appears ready to continue. Still, she is careful to put some distance between her and her rival, first on her hands and knees and then with the help of the ropes. She hoists herself up, leans over the turnbuckle for a few seconds, then looks over her shoulder to see Blaise just about getting up herself. An idea clearly forms in Juliet's mind, and – taking advantage of the fact that the referee is checking on her rival – she sneakily removes the turnbuckle cover and tosses it onto the floor. The boos begin to rain down again as soon as the fans spot this, but Juliet tells them in no uncertain terms just where they should shove it. Then, turning to Blaise – who is now on her feet – she begins to taunt, urging her rival to 'come and get her.' Blaise still seems to be shaking off the dizziness herself, but definitely hears that, and predictably comes rushing in on the attack...
...only for Juliet to sidestep, trip her up and send her face-first into the exposed turnbuckle! The fan-favourite reels, and a small line of blood is visible on her forehead; a moment later, however, it disappears into the turnbuckle, as Juliet smashes her head into it again, and again, and again! Dublin Trouble seems to be giving her opponent the receipt from having been slammed into the barrier on the outside earlier, and does not rest until the trickle of blood down Blaise's forehead has spread. Then, under the boos of the crowd and with an evil smirk on her features, she hoists the groggy Blaise up on the turnbuckle...ascends it...sets her opponent into position...and...
TOP
ROPE
T-BONE
SUPLEX
CONNECTS!!!!!
The crowd erupt as Juliet lands the move, even those who had been against her no more than a moment earlier. Unfortunately, while Dublin Trouble landed every inch of the move, she too was left in a bad way by the impact. As such, another long moment of simply the two women rolling around the mat in pain occurs. The referee checks on either competitor, then does his duty, beginning the obligatory ten-count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Blaise rolls over onto her stomach, as does Juliet!
FIVE!
SIX!
Juliet pulls herself onto all fours. Blaise is still down.
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
Juliet stands, with the help of the ropes, still wobbling, but definitely on her feet. The referee halts the count as Dublin Trouble hobbles towards her opponent. Blaise is only just beginning to recover, and Juliet stands over her a moment, a wicked smirk on her features. Then, after flipping two sets of V-fingers at the crowd, she reaches in to grab Blaise's arms, hoists her up...and delivers a brutal, crunching curb stomp to the back of her opponent's head! The Blackout connects! Juliet pulls Blaise away from the ropes, turns her over, and covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Juliet ties the contest!
1-1 at 22:50: Juliet Black
Having tied the contest not long after first losing the upper hand, Juliet takes her time gloating to the stands. She walks slowly around the ring, asking the booing fans how 'they like her now', to which they reply with a predictable, deafening round of booing. Juliet treats them to more of her colourful language, as the camera shifts to a father covering his two smalls boys' ears against the torrent of profanity. Dublin Trouble's worst expletives are, however, drowned by the crowd, who are still booing vehemently.
Her bit of gloating done, the Irishwoman quickly goes back to work on her opponent. Blaise is only just beginning to recover from the curbstomp, and Juliet is not about to give her the chance to do so; instead, she walks up behind her and drops down, clearly intending to lock in the Blackout. Blaise, however, suddenly comes to life, rolling over onto her stomach and just about placing a foot on the bottom rope. Juliet continues setting up the submission, as if nothing had happened, but the referee is quick to come over and tell her to stop it. When the Irishwoman insists, he begins the traditional five count. Irritated, Juliet lets go of Blaise to get in the official's face, as the fans grace her with a fresh new round of booing. The referee, on the other hand, does not stand down so much as an inch, telling the Irish export he was only doing his job, and will continue to do so no matter how much she shouts about it. Still, Juliet seems perfectly happy to continue doing just that – shouting about it – right up until Blaise comes from behind and rolls her up! The referee cannot help smirking a little as he kneels down to count!
ONE!
TWO!
---Juliet kicks out!
As the Irishwoman rolls to her feet, it would appear Blaise made a grave mistake; namely, she made Juliet angry. And she will not like her now that she is angry.
The Irishwoman shows this by landing another kick to Blaise's stomach, before trapping her head and slipping her arm around her shoulders. A snap suplex follows, in another impressive display of strength from Juliet!
Suplexing the far heavier Blaise is, however, taking a toll on the Irishwoman, and she once again takes a few moments to return to her feet after landing the move. This gives Blaise some time to recover as well, and despite clearly being in a very large amount of pain, the fan favourite seeks to fight through it and makes her way to the ropes. She pulls herself to one knee and takes a few moments to recover – moments Juliet uses to pull herself up as well. She then waits for Blaise to pull herself the rest of the way up, before yelling out the name of her trademark move and running – or rather, hobbling – up behind the Coventrian. Blaise gets grabbed around the crotch, and a clitplex connects a moment later!
Once again, however, Juliet's body betrays her. The Irishwoman attempts to bring herself to her feet, only to fall back down to one knee. She slaps the mat in frustration, cursing loudly, but decides to compromise, and crawl over to Blaise on her hands and knees. She throws herself across her rival, and the referee drops to count...
ONE!
TWO!!
THREEENOOOOOO!!!!
LAST SECOND SAVE AS BLAISE SOMEHOW PUTS HER FOOT ON THE ROPES!
Another loud curse escapes Juliet's lips as she brings her hands to her head in disbelief. She slaps the mat several times, groaning in frustration, before pulling herself to her feet. This time, her rage allows her to power through the exhaustion, and she pulls Blaise away from the ropes and towards the centre of the ring yet again. She then begins attempting to turn her opponent over, only for Blaise to respond by kicking out, hitting Juliet square in the chest. Her legs still weak, the Irishwoman stumbles and ends up falling on her rear, giving Blaise an inkling of an opening. The Coventrian wastes no time scuttling towards the ropes, and by the time Juliet makes a grab for her, she has reached them. The referee comes over, and another heated discussion between him and Juliet ensues. All the while, Blaise is bringing herself back to a vertical position, profiting from the respite her opponent has unwittingly given her as she once again argues with the referee.
It does not take long, however, before Juliet once again focuses on the match. She runs at Juliet – or at least moves as fast as her tired legs will allow her – and manages to move just quick enough to grab the Coventrian's arm and throw her towards the far corner. Blaise slumps against the turnbuckle, Juliet therefore has the time and space needed to barge in and land a lightning-fast series of forearms, chops and headbutts to her opponent in the corner! The Violence Party connects, and Juliet throws her opponent back towards the centre of the ring, where Blaise lands on all fours!
For the third time in the match, Juliet begins attempting to lock in the Blackout. This attempt is, however, no more successful than the last two, as Blaise juts an elbow onto the Irishwoman's face, making her reel enough that she can crawl forward and grab the ropes. Juliet advances for the move anyway, only to once again find her actions thwarted by the match referee. Like before, she immediately gets in the official's face, ranting louder than ever about how he should stop interfering with her business. Once again, the official is rational, yet firm, and tells Juliet there is no way she can intimidate him, and that she should simply return to the match at hand. The fans think as much as well, and make their opinion of Dublin Trouble known – which only makes the situation worse, as Juliet lets out a primal scream of rage and begins to rant at them, complete with several instances of V-fingers!
All in all, it takes the Irishwoman several seconds to get her focus anywhere near the match at hand – seconds who end up costing her. For as Juliet is ranting at the fans, she suddenly gets picked up from behind by an opponent to whom she gave far too much to recover! The fans explode as Blaise drapes her rival over her shoulders, pumps herself up for a minute, then throws Juliet off to the side...COVENTRY BLITZ CONNECTING!!! Blaise covers, the referee drops down, and the fans chant along gleefully as he counts...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!!!!!
Blaise Fader is the new Number One Contender in a match for the ages!!!
2-1 at 38:56: Blaise Fader
WINNER in 38:56 and new #1 Contender to the UKWF Championship: Blaise Fader
Once the referee has counted, and with the Brooklyn Bowl exploding around her, Blaise can finally rest. She rolls over onto her back and lies spread-eagled for several moments once again, savouring her big win. Eventually, however, she is told to stand by the referee so he can hold up her hand. She complies, and does not stop herself from breaking into tears as she gives the official a heartfelt hug.
After another moment's celebration, she turns towards Juliet, looking up at the stands. The fans understand what she is asking with her eyes, and give a mixed reaction, but Blaise seems to have made up her mind. She reaches down and helps her opponent to her feet, much to Juliet's surprise and displeasure. Blaise seems oblivious to the glare she is being given, however, and moves in to congratulate and hug her opponent as well...
...only to get spat on by Juliet, and kicked in the crotch again for her troubles! The Brooklyn Bowl's ecstatic cheers turn to boos as the Irishwoman has the last laugh, retreating up the ramp fingers held aloft, telling her opponent their enmity is far from over. It is on the shot of a betrayed-looking Fader kneeling on the mat, in pain, that the feed fades to black.
