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Post by UKWF on Jul 24, 2016 7:35:35 GMT
Warm-Up Match: Bianca Davis v Wallace v Jack Rose
Wallace makes his entrance first. He rides to the ring on the unicycle giving high-fives and a lollipop to some little kid. Next, comes Jack Rose, who just seems ready to get this match started based on the determined look on his face as he high-fives a bunch of fans’ hands on his way to the ring. It is very clear that he’s the fan-favorite here based on the crowd’s reaction. After Wallace and Jack Rose take their corners, the self-proclaimed Queen B, Bianca Davis, makes her entrance. Her reputation precedes her as the crowd boos her almost out of the building. She seems pretty oblivious to the treatment though as she blows kisses to them and waves.
Once everyone is in the ring, the referee calls for the bell to start this match off. They all walk toward the center of the ring where Bianca Davis begins to downtrodden her opponents verbally. Bad move on her part, though, as she eats two forearms to the face from her opponents, knocking her down. Wisely, though, she rolls out of the ring, allowing Rose and Wallace to turn their focus to one another.
Jack Rose goes to take Wallace down with a clothesline, but Wallace reverses though into a bridging backslide pin attempt, and gets an early two-count before Jack forces his way out. Rose rolls to his feet as Wallace gets up as well. Meanwhile, on the outside, Bianca is up and seems to be scheming on what she’s going to do. Wallace and Rose pay her no mind; however, as they lock up in the ring. Jack Rose wins the tie-up, shoving his opponent into the corner.
Davis comes charging in behind her opponents, she goes for a Beautiful Boot to the back of Rose’s head, only for him to move out of the way, and for her to catch Wallace square in the jaw with her boot. He falls face-first to the canvas as Bianca turns toward Jack who was ready for her with a couple stout forearm shivers. He backs her into the ropes with the shots before the referee backs Rose away, giving Bianca the opportunity to catch Jack with a gouge to the eyes. This backs Jack off as the referee tries to scold Bianca for her antics, she pays him no mind; however, as she kicks Rose in the gut then runs the ropes and catches him with a running knee lift on the rebound.
Nonchalantly, Bianca places a foot on Jack’s chest. She gets a one-count before he pulls her down by the leg. He immediately tries to go for Everest Cataclysm, but Davis is way too close to the ropes as she clings to the bottom rope for dear life. Rose tries to pull her away from the ropes, but Wallace returns in time to save Bianca from a potentially detrimental fate with a running enziguri to the back of the head, sending him over the top ropes and to the outside!
Wallace waste no time as he picks up Bianca up, calling for the finish, he lifts her up, looking for the Chi Town Crunch, but Davis slides down his back. When he turns to face her, he gets a Bitch slap to the face. She then tosses him out of the ring, and blows a kiss to the crowd before pursuing her opponent to the outside. Jack Rose is already back on his feet; however, as he catches Bianca with a couple forearm shots then Irish whips her to the barricade. When she hits, of course, it hurts, but she’s more preoccupied with the fans trying to touch her so she fails around until she knocks someone’s soda out of their hand, causing it to spill all over her! Bianca Davis freaks out big time! She starts throwing a temper-tantrum until she just begins storming off toward the back, clearly not worried about the match at hand. Meanwhile, Rose shrugs and turns his attention back to Wallace who is slowly getting to his feet. Rose waste no time rolling him into the ring then getting onto the apron. He quickly climbs to the top of the near turnbuckle. Wallace gets to his feet just as Rose goes flying, hitting an Elbow Drop on his standing opponent, flooring him once more!
This time Jack goes for the Everest Cataclysm on Wallace, but Wallace still has enough in him to push him away with his legs. Wallace quickly scrambles to his feet and charges at Rose who goes for a clothesline, but Wallace ducks and runs past, rebounding off the ropes, only to run right into the London Eye, a picture perfect Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker!
With his opponent grounded, Rose waste no time, getting to his feet, and pulling himself up onto the turnbuckle. The crowd begins cheer then erupts as Jack Rose soars from the turnbuckle with his patent Frog Splash, Bed of Roses! He connects then gets the three-count, securing the victory!
WINNER in 6:13 by pinfall: Jack Rose |
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Post by UKWF on Jul 24, 2016 7:40:55 GMT
On Sunday night, at the usual time, The Rezillos' 'Somebody's Gonna Get Their Heads Kicked In Tonight' begins to play...only to get cut off a few seconds later by the legendary opening to Nirvana's 'Smells Like Teen Spirit'!
As the song progresses onto its equally as legendary riff, eagle-eyed viewers notice the montage of shots from superstars is different, too – this time, it is the tag team athletes who take up the entirety of the highlight reel. This is all justified a moment later, as the title of the event takes over the entirety of the screen:
UKWF SMELLS LIKE TEAM SPIRIT
A moment later, the feed cuts to the inside of the Roundhouse, a venue named after its unique layout. The ring is set up in the centre of the main area, with the announcers' table close by and the walkway to the back snaking through a closed off aisle. As the feed transitions to the interior of the Clapham hall, the camera does a full 360 lap of the main, circular area, focusing, as ever, on some of the most striking signs brought in by fans.
I'M HERE FOR THE TAG TEAM ACTION MASTERS OF THE UKWFVERSE (with photos of the Master Sisters) FASTER NOW, YOU KNOW I'VE GOT NO BREAKS
From there, the feed transitions to the announcers' table, where the customary duo is, on this occasion, enhanced with two additions. Sitting closest to Kerry Buckingham is Best of British member Nigel Kensington III, and by his side, looking smug as ever, is Rupert-Royston Fellowes. To the other side of this triad, Barry Jones gives viewers the usual welcome:
Barry Jones: Good evenin' folks, an' welcome to the London Tag Grand Prix! Smells Like Team Spirit in 'ere tonight, an' to talk about it with me, as always, is the luvly Kerry...how's you, my luv?
Before Kerry can reply, Rupert cuts in, irritably:
Rupert Royston-Fellowes: Not going to introduce us, prole?
Nigel, however, is ever the calming element, placing a hand on his partner's arm:
Nigel Kensington III: Take it easy, mate. We wouldn't want him to introduce us anyway. Not when we have such a lovely friend by our side to do it...
Kerry giggles:
Kerry Buckingham: Oh, Nigel, stop it! How are you boys, though? Excited?
Rupert points at his leg forlornly:
Rupert: Well, it is a little gutting, not to be able to participate. Whoever comes out the winner tonight is fortunate we could not be there to utterly humiliate them!
Nigel: Still, sitting next to you the entire evening is more than enough compensation...
Kerry giggles again, as Barry is seen looking slightly annoyed at the opposite end of the table. After a moment, Kerry decides it is time to do her job, and asks:
Kerry: So, who is your money on, then, boys? Go on, do tell!
Rupert: No one. Whoever does win will be promptly defeated by ourselves, the moment I recover from this cursed sprain!
Nigel: Now, Rupert! Don't be like that! Our friends, the Divas of Dominance are in there! And the Master Sisters! For me, personally, it will be between those two!
Rupert: Oh...yes...I suppose you are right. Still, though...
Before the blond can finish his thought, his phone begins to ring. Rupert fishes for it in his pocket, mumbling irritably:
Rupert: I thought I had told her not to call during...
With this, and to Kerry's surprise, Rupert removes his headset and steps away to answer the call as best he can. This causes an annoyed reaction from Barry, who is heard grumbling:
Baz: So 'e thinks 'e can just answer th' phone in the middle of a show, does 'e? Little ponce!
As for the other member of the announce team, she turns to Nigel, her face between a frown and a grin.
Kerry: Was that...?
Nigel: ...yes. It was.
Kerry giggles again.
Kerry: How perfectly wicked of her! Calling during a show!
Nigel shrugs:
Nigel: That is how she is, I suppose...
Before Kerry – or, indeed, Baz – can say anything else, they are cut off by the start of the evening's first theme song, indicating the action is about to get under way! |
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Post by UKWF on Jul 24, 2016 9:37:42 GMT
London Tag Grand Prix Qualifying Match: Team PRD v The Master Sisters
Before the match begins, Aurora is seen barking orders at her sisters. She wants Moonlight to start, and the larger sister promptly steps into the ring, much to Carnival's dismay. At the other end, May and June have just finished a game of rock-paper-scissorts, which June has won. As such, it is up to her to start against Moonlight!
Knowing the odds are against her, Team PRD's high flyer wastes little time with pleasantries, instead running to the ropes and leaping off with a diving crossbody. Moonlight, however, is attentive, and catches the much smaller woman, dropping her into a bodyslam! Aurora claps enthusiastically as the joshi hits the mat hard, and Moonlight leans in to retrieve her.
With June back on her feet, but groggy, Moonlight has no trouble scooping her up again, this time for a powerslam! The joshi has barely hit the mat before the Master Sister is picking her up again, and throwing her over with a one-handed suplex! The other two Master Sisters applaud Moonlight as she stops a second to take a breather, and push her long blonde hair back from her face.
At the other end of the ring, May can do little but watch helplessly, hand outstretched, and yell encouragement to her friend as she gets thrown around by her far larger opponent. Still, all the encouragement in the world cannot help June as she gets picked up by Moonlight yet again and thrown overhead with a front suplex!
Fully in control, Moonlight looks to her sisters as she once again picks up the much smaller June. As she brings her up, she questions Aurora and Carnival about what she should do. Carnival yells out 'THROW A POKEBALL!', but Aurora is far more practical, yelling 'BEARHUG!'
Before Moonlight can comply with her sister's instructions, however, June comes to life, headbutting the larger woman's midsection over and over. The crowd erupts as Moonlight is rocked, and the Master Sister is forced to change tack, forgoing her sister's wishes and instead doing the only thing she can: setting June up for a powerbomb!
As she brings the Team PRD member up, however, June thinks on her feet, and counters the move into a headscissors, which buys her a precious few seconds in which to break free! She wastes no time dashing across the ring, and despite Moonlight grabbing her leg at the last possible second, is able to touch May's hand, making the tag!
May comes in with a determined look on her features, looking to avenge the treatment Moonlight gave to her partner! She reaches as high up as she can to land punches to the larger woman's face, and Moonlight is caught unaware for a second. Soon, however, she is able to block them, countering with a chop!
May is sent reeling back, and Moonlight runs in with a big boot, but May is just about alert enough to dive out of the way! She safety-rolls back to her feet and, as Moonlight turns around, connects with a back kick to the larger woman's stomach! The crowd roars as Moonlight doubles over for the first time in the match, and May quickly capitalises with a crisp float-over DDT! Moonlight face-plants, and May allows herself a little fist-pump and a cute twirl as she rolls through to her feet!
The crowd reward this with a big cheer, and May takes just long enough to bow before turning her attention back to the recuperating Moonlight. She sees her chance, and connects with a one-handed bulldog, keeping the Master Sister down a few seconds longer! She rolls through to her feet again, and once again plays to the crowd as she waits for Moonlight to return to a semi-vertical position. As soon as the big woman does, May rushes in with a crisp bulldog lariat, throwing Moonlight on her rear end! May slides in and covers!
ONE!
TW—Moonlight kicks out with authority!
Knowing it would probably not end that early, May simply shrugs, profiting from the few seconds she has been given to re-think her strategy. After a few moments' hesitation, she walks over and tags in June, offering her a chance at revenge over the larger Master Sister!
As Aurora yells for her younger sister to 'get up', June runs in and hits Moonlight with a leg lariat! The Master Sister goes down, and June lets her momentum carry her over to the ropes. She leaps onto them, looking for her springboard moonsault...
...but Aurora tugs at her leg surreptitiously, throwing her off-balance and sending her crashing to the mat!
Her distraction successful, Aurora ignores the boos of the crowd and barks for her sister to go back on offence; Moonlight, however, seems shaken, and is bold enough to deny her sister, shaking her head 'no'. She looks at Carnival, who is up on the turnbuckle and all but doing the bathroom dance in anticipation...and promptly tags her in, much to Aurora's shock!
Carnival, however, does not seem to mind in the slightest, and shows June just what she is all about by launching off with a senton bomb! The joshi is taken back down, and Carnival covers!
ONE!
TW—June puts her foot on the ropes!
Like May before her, Carnival shrugs this off, simply rolling off Junko and springboarding off the ropes onto a leg drop! She pulls herself back up to her feet and once again takes to the turnbuckle, quickly ascending it before taking off with a missile dropkick...
...which June rolls out of the way of! Carnival lands hard on her feet, and dances around in pain as she feels the impact!
This gives the joshi a few moments to regain her bearings and roll to her feet, which she promptly takes advantage of; as such, when Carnival finally stops dancing around, she finds herself at the receiving end of a hurricanrana! She goes flying over, but promptly seeks to scramble to her feet; unfortunately, so does June, who is quickest, and runs in with an enzuigiri, taking Carnival back down! June capitalises by springboarding onto the ropes and launching off with a moonsault, which – the joshi being at the opposite end of the ring from the nefarious Aurora – connects! June covers again!
ONE!
TWO!
--Carnival kicks out!!
June seems a little frustrated, and stamps her foot irritably as she rolls through to her feet. Still, she has a clear plan in mind, and promptly executes it, tagging Meiko back in. The two exchange a look as the fresh woman steps in, and May promptly walks over to pick up the groggy Carnival and drag her closer to PRD's corner. Junko, in the meantime, gets up on the turnbuckle, and is ready to follow up Meiko's sidewalk slam with a leg drop! The move having connected, she rolls out of the ring, and May covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THR—NO!!!
Meiko is in disbelief, but the referee is peremptory in pointing to the ropes, upon which Carnival has just managed to place her foot. It seems May has dragged her a little too close to the corner, and is now paying for her mistake!
Accepting this fact, the joshi stands up and pulls her opponent up with her, preparing to continue her offence. Carnival, however, is alert, and retaliates with a headbutt to Meiko, causing her to release her grip. The joshi is thrown off-balance, and Carnival wastes no time vaulting over her and onto the top rope for a snap DDT! She covers!
ONE!
TWO!
--NO! It's Meiko's turn to put her foot on the ropes!
Unlike her opponent, Carnival is livid, and yells at the referee that he 'SHOULD BE PINK WITH A BIG TONGUE, 'CAUSE HE'S A SLOWPOKE!' The referee seems confused by the reference, but tells Carnival off regardless. The Master Sister is, however, not backing down – that is, until Aurora alerts her to the fact that Meiko is about to attempt a rollup! Carnival turns around, but too late, as Meiko rolls her up!
ONE!
TWO!
Moonlight comes in, ready to break the pin, but it's not necessary, as Carnival kicks out!
As both women roll through to their feet, Carnival looks fit to be tied, and no sooner does she find herself on her feet than she runs at May! The joshi is quickest, however, and dodges her opponent's attempt at a wheel kick! Carnival is able to land on her feet, and once again runs at Meiko, but this time, the joshi is ready! Carnival gets caught in a rolling snapmare slam, and May covers...
...to find the referee is being distracted by Aurora Master!
Noticing what is going on, June steps in, as Meiko prepares to return to her feet herself...
...only to find herself being pulled out of the ring by Nigel Kensington III! June points this out to the referee but, his mission accomplished, the Best of British member quickly returns to the announce table, his deed unseen and unpunished! June is ordered back to her corner, and the referee starts a count, as Meiko is now required to return to the ring!
This she does, with relatively little problem. Unfortunately, the distraction has allowed Carnival to recover, and she is quick to crawl over and tag in her sister! As such, when May gets to her feet, expecting a prone Carnival, she is instead met by a Moonlight in full force! The look on the joshi's face as she is caught in the Master Crush says it all! The move connects, and Moonlight covers!
ONE!
TWO!
Junko comes rushing in, but Carnival Master cuts her off with a wheel kick, allowing her sister to get the...
THREE!!
And advance her team onto the tournament semi-finals!
WINNERS in 09:45 and advancing to the London Tag Grand Prix semi-finals: The Master Sisters
The crowd voices their displeasure at the questionable finish as Moonlight has her hand raised, but Carnival - who is jumping up and down - tells them to 'MAKE LIKE A POKEBALL AND SHUT IT!' Meanwhile, unnoticed by the referee but definitely not by the fans, Nigel, Rupert and Aurora exchange handshakes, congratulating themselves on a job well done. |
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Post by UKWF on Jul 24, 2016 11:22:12 GMT
A quick replay of the finish of the previous match plays, allowing fans at home to see the full extent of the chicanery; however, management clearly wants proceedings to move swiftly on, as no sooner have the participants been led to the back than a fresh new theme song starts, indicating the second match of the evening is about to get under way!
London Tag Grand Prix Qualifying Match: The Australian-American Connection v Team No Breaks
The match starts with Valerie Holcomb facing off against Bobby Copeland, the mouthpiece of the team. Valerie tries to offer a handshake to her opponent, but is instead slapped by Copeland! She reels back, in surprise and shock, and Copeland capitalises with a big clothesline! Down goes Valerie, as Oscar begins to yell at Bobby! Copeland shrugs it off, but the referee sees himself forced to step in and tell the livid Oscar to calm down.
As the American half of the Connection begrudgingly does just that, Copeland brings Valerie to her feet and lands a powerslam! He drops down, and delivers a series of mounted punches, until the referee tells him to get off and give Valerie some space to recover. Copeland lets the official know precisely how he feels about that decision, but has no choice except to comply. He lands a low dropkick to the recovering Valerie, ensuring she stays down, and goes over to tag in Tyler Reks!
Reks comes in under the boos of the crowd, and immediately seeks to give continuity to his partner's work. He hits the recovering Valerie with a running enzuigiri and immediately goes right to mounted punches to the face. As with his partner, the referee tells him to stop, to which Reks reacts in a less than favourable manner. Still, he chooses not to take his frustrations out on the referee, but rather use Valerie for that purpose, hitting a powerslam on her, as he seems intent on simply copying Copeland's offensive sequence.
Seeing his sister-in-law get powerslammed again incenses Oscar, and he once again begins to yell at the referee about it. The official, however, remains steadfast, and once again tells The Grouch to simmer down before he is ejected. Oscar therefore has no choice but to sit and watch his sister-in-law get demolished by her far larger opponents.
He does not have to put up with it for much longer, however, as when Reks goes to pick Valerie up for another powerslam, she is somehow able to slip off his back and land behind him. Reks turns around, surprised, but is caught with a short-arm clothesline from Valerie! As the big man hits the ground, Oscar immediately begins to yell for his partner to make the tag, and the weary Valerie is more than happy to comply! In comes Oscar, and he means business!
Rather than go directly for Reks, however, the Grouch waits for him to get up on his own, stamping his foot on the mat impatiently. The crowd gets behind him, clapping along with each stomp, then cheer as Oscar runs in with a big superkick! Reks gets thrown against the ropes, seemingly out cold, and Oscar steps in. He grabs his opponent and lands a big exploder suplex, throwing Reks over! As the big man lands, Oscar yells out: 'YOU GONNA THROW MY FRIEND AROUND?? HUH??' He then turns to Bobby Copeland on the turnbuckle and points a finger out at him, stating 'I'M WARNIN' YOU, TOO!' Copeland, however, simply laughs this off, aiming a rude gesture towards Oscar. The Grouch does not take this too kindly and runs at the second Team No Breaks member, knocking him off the apron with a clothesline. He beats his chest, yelling 'ANYBODY ELSE WANNA PIECE A' ME?!'
The answer to that is 'yes', as the distraction has given Tyler Reks time to recover and regain his bearings, and he now attacks Oscar with a swinging neckbreaker from behind! The Grouch goes down, and Reks promptly vaults onto the ropes, looking for a springboard moonsault. Oscar, however, is fresh enough to see it coming and roll out of the way, and Reks crashes and burns!
Once again finding himself with room to breathe, Oscar begins to assess his game plan. On the turnbuckle, Valerie calls for a tag, but Oscar raises a finger, telling her to wait. He walks over, picks up the groggy Reks, and delivers the A-Bomb, his patented inverted DDT. Only then does he walk over and tag in his sister in law, telling her to 'have fun.'
Valerie walks in hesitantly, scouting for any sudden moves from Reks. The Team No Breaks member seems too dazed to really pose any danger, however, and Valerie is therefore free to wait for him to return to his feet before launching off with a handspring back elbow! Reks reels, and Valerie hits him with a one-handed bulldog, completing the sequence. The big man goes down, and Valerie finally has some room to mount an offence.
This she promptly does, getting in behind Reks and pulling him up onto a snapmare position. She delivers the move, then connects with a dropkick, taking the big man down again. On the outside, Copeland grabs one of her legs, but Valerie kicks out, hitting him in the face before rolling herself back in. With Reks still firmly down, she takes a moment to regain her bearings, then looks over at her opponent, leaps onto the ropes, and dives off with a corkscrew elbow! The Jumpin' Kangaroo connects!
Valerie doesn't cover, however, instead rolling to her feet and dragging Reks to the centre of the mat. She then reaches in to tag in Oscar. The two switch places, Valerie going up to the top turnbuckle while Oscar picks Reks up and delivers a backbreaker. Valerie then connects with a leg drop, completing the move known as Great Barrier Reef! She slides off and out of the ring, allowing Oscar to cover! The referee counts!
ONE!
Bobby Copeland tries to get up on the apron, but is intercepted by Aus-Am manager Bobbi Gene!
TWO!
Copeland pushes her aside, slides into the ring, and races towards the pin...
...but just a second too late!
THREE!
The Australian-American Connection advance to the semi-finals!
WINNERS in 05:40 and advancing to the London Tag Grand Prix semi-finals: The Aus-Am Connection |
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Post by UKWF on Jul 24, 2016 11:23:30 GMT
London Tag Grand Prix Qualifying Match: Hunt By Night v Love & Death
As the match starts, Night Train steps forward before Gaia can stop her. At the other end, and after much butting of heads, Andrea Kristian names herself the legal woman, having had enough of arguing with Darrin. The two women therefore step into the centre of the ring and face one another.
Andrea is quickest off the mark, and throws Night Train over with a Saito suplex. She rolls through, picks up the smaller woman again, and drops her with a sidewalk slam. She picks Night Train up a third time...but gets carried away and begins nibbling on her opponent's neck instead. Night Train is a little taken aback, but not against it; the two team's illegal members, however, have other views. Darrin is shouting himself hoarse telling Andrea to focus on the match, while Gaia urges Night Train to be careful. For a moment, this appears to have no effect, particularly on Andrea; another few seconds later, however...
...Night Train connects with a chop to the unfocused Andrea! Then another! And another! She had been luring her opponent in all along!
Darrin puts his hands on his head as Andrea gets caught in Night Train's ruse, and is not at all relieved when, upon trying to retaliate, his partner gets sent hurtling to the ropes with a spinning heel kick. Andrea manages to stop herself just short of tumbling to the outside, but gives Night Train enough time to step back, build momentum, and hit her with a handspring back elbow! Then, with her opponent still reeling, the tiny joshi leaps up onto a hurricanrana, throwing Kristian across the ring! The fans applaud, as does Gaia, and Night Train allows herself a moment to play to the crowd, pumping them up.
At the other end of the ring, Darrin is still threatening to lose his voice from yelling at Hannah so much. The Psycho Siren snaps back as she clambers to her feet, and for a moment, the two get in one another's face. This, of course, further buys Night Train time, which she uses to climb up on the turnbuckle. As such, when Andrea finally returns to the match, she finds herself at the receiving end of a flying thrust kick from the top rope! Night Train lands on her feet, and proceeds to stink face Andrea, to the joy of the crowd and Kissler's utter dismay. Even worse is the fact that Andrea does not seem to mind in the slightest!
This time, however, Night Train wastes no time carrying on with the action; before Andrea can fully recover, she backs up a few steps and baseball slides her to the outside. Then, before anyone can even realise what happened, she vaults over the ropes with a suicide dive onto Andrea! The fans cheer for the daredevil stunt, but Night Train feels it just as much as Andrea, and the two women lie on the ground a long moment, as the referee counts!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Both women begin to get up!
SIX!
Night Train is to her feet, Andrea just about!
SEVEN!
...Andrea surprises Night Train with a European uppercut, which sends the joshi hurtling onto the corner post!
EIGHT!
Andrea rolls under the bottom rope and makes her way over to Darren Kissler!
NINE!
Night Train re-enters the ring and similarly crawls over to her corner! She tags in Gaia...just as, across the way, Andrea is doing the same to Darrin!
The simultaneous tag changes the tone of the match considerably, as Darrin and Gaia circle one another cautiously, glowering yet also studying one another. Eventually, Gaia offers a collar-and-elbow tie-up, but Darrin seems hesitant to accept it. The Spartan insists, and Kissler finally gives in; he steps forward, extends his arms towards the Lioness...
...and kicks her in the lady parts, doubling her over and causing the crowd to boo him vehemently!
He hardly seems to care, however, as he promptly capitalises by lifting Gaia up and delivering a Manhattan drop! The Lioness hops across the mat in pain, and Kissler rushes in with a series of stiff punches! He is able to hold the upper hand for a few moments, but Gaia is eventually able to retort with a few punches of her own, and the whole thing devolves into a brawl!
The two wrestlers go all around the ring, trading punches, until Kissler is able to pin Gaia to a corner. From there, he begins to alternate between punches and headbutts, while the Lioness seeks to retaliate by way of knees to the groin. These rock, but do not deter Kissler, who continues to make the Spartan dizzy. Once Gaia seems out of it enough, he takes a step back, and rushes in with lariat...
...which Gaia ducks! Kissler hits nothing but turnbuckle, and stumbles back right into the waiting arms of the Lioness! The German Suplex connects, and Gaia bridges it into an unexpected pin! The referee counts!
ONE!
TWO!
--Kissler just about manages to grab the ropes!
Gaia is confused about what happened, and the referee begins to explain...but not for long, as Kissler is on top of the Spartan as soon as he is on his feet! More punches ensue, which Gaia sees herself forced to respond to with some of her own.
The match devolves right back into a brawl again, but this time, Gaia is not letting herself get pinned to any corners; instead, the moment Darrin gives her a second, she evades his headbutt and gets behind him again! The ensuing release German suplex buys the Lioness some time, and Gaia does not waste another second getting to her feet!
As the two wrestlers re-group, Darrin lets his lust for violence get the best of him. He launches at Gaia, but the Spartan is able to keep a clearer head, and moves quicker, ducking and throwing Kissler over with a back body drop! Gaia spins around quickly, and nails a perfect roundhouse kick, flooring Kissler!
The Love and Hate member drops like a sack of bricks, but Galanos is taking no chances. She leans in, picks him up, and performs a picture-perfect exploder suplex! She turns over, and crawls in for a cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout by Kissler!
Despite the kickout, Gaia is still firmly on offence, and now looks to turn her opponent over and lock in an STF. Kissler, however, sees the ropes nearby and grabs them, causing the referee to come over and warn Gaia. The Spartan dismounts her opponent, but stays close and alert, waiting for Kissler to recover. When he does...she steps in...
...and gets rammed in the stomach by her opponent! Then again! She reels back, and Kissler flies in with a lariat, which connects this time! Kissler covers!
ONE!
TWO!
--Night Train rushes in and punts Kissler in the head!
This action from Gaia's smaller partner causes both wrestlers to lie on the mat for a second, recovering their bearings. Before leaving, Night Train urges Gaia to 'MAKE TAG TO NIGHT TRAIN', but the goddess seems a little too dazed to understand the message. She pulls herself up, with the help of the ropes, and turns to face Kissler, who is equally as groggy. She is just alert enough to step in and trap him in a double underhook, before throwing him smack against the corner with a release double underhook suplex! This buys her the time she needs to go over and tag Night Train!
The Ayano clan member wastes no time racing over to Darrin and ensuring he does not have the chance to tag in Andrea. She floors him with a Thesz press and lands several punches before the referee comes over and tells her to dismount. This she does, but it does not signify the end of her offence; she merely steps back and lunges into Kissler with a baseball bat slide! The Love and Hate member topples to the outside, and Night Train looks towards the turnbuckle. The crowd roars in approval as she points towards it, and that is enough for Night Train; ignoring Gaia's words of warning, she scales the turnbuckle, turns herself around, and launches off in a phoenix splash to the floor...
...WHICH MISSES! Darrin Kissler rolls out of the way, and Night Train crashes and burns! The referee begins a count!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Kissler rolls through to his knees!
FIVE!
Kissler pushes Andrea off as he gets to his feet with the help of the barricades!
SIX!
Kissler looks around for an implement of destruction! Andrea, however, argues with him, pointing out that it will lose them the match, and that they should maybe just get in the ring!
SEVEN!
Kissler rants back at Andrea, but eventually sees her point. Still, he signals he wants to do one more move on the still-unconscious Night Train.
EIGHT!
Kissler steps towards Night Train with evil intentions, no doubt intending to perform his trademark jumping piledriver onto concrete! Andrea, however, grabs him by the arm to stop him!
NINE!
Kissler rounds up on Andrea, but she all but throws him into the ring, pointing out the count is at nine! Seeing her point, Darrin rolls in, just in time for...
TEN!
And Love and Hate get a fortunate count-out win in an even match!
WINNERS by count-out in 12:32 and advancing to the London Tag Grand Prix semi-finals: Love and Hate |
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Post by UKWF on Jul 24, 2016 15:59:54 GMT
London Tag Grand Prix Qualifying Match: The Divas of Dominance v The Donavons
The match starts with Jessie Alexander facing off against Liam Donavon. The two exchange some heated words, no doubt comparing egos, before finally charging at one another. Jessie strikes first, nailing a leaping clothesline. She lands on her feet, waits for Liam to get up, and nails a spinning heel kick. Once again, she manages to retain her balance, and is taunting her opponent as he rolls through to his feet. Once he is back up, she runs in with a spear, but Liam dodges and trips her!
The balance of power having shifted, Liam wastes no time capitalising. He leans in and begins to set up a Boston crab, but Jessie wiggles out of it and kicks him away. Liam is sent reeling from the impact, and Jessie is able to use those few seconds to return to her feet. As such, when her opponent runs at her, she is ready for him, ducking down and throwing him over with a backdrop! She uses the next second or two to regain her bearings, then turns around and seeks to return the favour from a moment ago by setting Liam up for a Boston crab of her own, The result is much the same as before, however, as Liam is able to turn around, and sends Jessie flying towards her team's corner with a kick to the chest.
With time to spare, Liam rolls over to his feet and rushes at Jessie...only for her to dodge! Liam therefore finds himself running straight into an eye poke from Jamie Alexander! The youngster is sent reeling back, and Jessie capitalises, connecting with a running bulldog. The two sisters exchange appreciative nods, before Jessie tags in her twin.
Jamie comes in just as Liam is beginning to get up, and wastes no time asserting her Dominance by way of an enzuigiri. Liam goes down to the mat, and Jamie springboards off the nearby ropes into an elbow drop! She covers!
ONE!
---Kickout from Liam Donavon!
Not fazed, Jamie picks her opponent up and delivers a backbreaker. She then turns Liam over and begins attempting to set up an armbar. She manages, but just a moment too late, as the redhead is able to scramble to the ropes and grab them. The referee comes over, but it still takes Jamie until the allotted count of four to release the hold.
The Diva does not look happy as she is made to step back by the referee, and no sooner is Liam on his feet than she is launching at him with a hurricanrana! This time, however, the Donavon twin does see her coming, and reacts quickly, sidestepping and launching Jamie over the top and to the floor. He takes a moment or two to shake the cobwebs from Jamie's offensive flurry, then steps out onto the apron, gestures to indicate the nearby fans should probably take pictures right about now, and launches onto his opponent with a double stomp! Alison Beck and Kelly Garrett rush over, but just a moment too late; the move connects, and Liam rolls Jamie into the ring. He looks around once more, opens his arms wide for inexistent cheers, and covers her!
ONE!
TWO!
--Jamie kicks out!
Liam Donavon seems a little miffed, but manages to retain his focus and walks over to his corner to tag in his brother. Cormac is therefore tasked with following up what his brother started, which he seems willing enough to do as he steps in towards Jamie! He picks his much lighter competitor up and applies a standing chickenwing crossface. An elbow to the stomach from Jamie puts an end to that intent, however, and as Cormac reels slightly, Jamie rams him through with a clothesline. She then calls walks over to her sister in the corner and, together, they wait for Cormac to stand up. As he does, they both barge in with the double superkick they call Feel The Dominance...
...but Cormac slides underneath them, dodging it! The two Divas turn around, just in time to get rammed with double clothesline from Cormac!
It is here that the first differential of the match comes into play, as the twin who rolls out of the ring is Jamie, not Jessie – despite no tag having been made! With both sisters in the ring, the referee misses the switch, and Cormac picks up the technically illegal woman!
As he does, Jessie thinks quickly, and rakes his face. Cormac reels back in agony, and the Diva has just enough time to nail him with a spinning heel kick! The Donavon twin goes down, and Jessie calls her sister back into the ring! Jamie comes in just as Jessie picks Cormac up into a backbreaker position. She hits it, and Jamie almost immediately dives off with an elbow drop! She then rolls out of the ring, leaving her sister – the illegal woman! - to cover! Still none the wiser, the referee drops down!
ONE!
TWO!
---Liam Donavon breaks it!
After breaking the pin, the second Donavon twin begins trying to explain to the ref that there has been a switch. This, in turn, gets Alison Beck and Kelly Garrett involved as well, as both try to deny the accusations. The referee, however, is having none of it, and tells Liam to return to his place behind the corner turnbuckle. Alison and Kelly, however, are a little harder to placate, and the ref sees himself forced to threaten them with ejection to get them to back down.
In the few seconds the fracas lasted, however, the Alexander sisters were able to swap over yet again, and it is now Jamie who picks up Cormac Donavon and applies another backbreaker. Liam, who saw this, is still yelling at the referee that the two are cheating, but the official barely pays him any mind, and Liam is forced to watch on as Jamie climbs the turnbuckle and takes off with a missile dropkick...
...which Cormac rolls out of the way of!
Barely cognizant of where he is, but knowing enemies are nearby, the Donavon twin forgoes powdering out, instead beginning to crawl towards the centre of the ring, looking to tag in his brother. Jessie sees this, however, and slides in, looking to lock in an STF. A well-placed elbow to the face from Donavon, however, causes her to break the hold, and allows her opponent to reach in and tag in his twin!
Angered by the constant switcheroos, Liam comes in looking for a fight, and immediately drops Jamie with a flying forearm shot. He rolls through to his feet as his brother gladly exits the ring, spots Jamie just getting to a vertical position, and floors her with a Rocker Dropper! He turns her over, and covers!
ONE!
TWO!
NO!
Liam does not seem too worried as he rolls off the top of Jamie and once again tells the fans closer by to him to 'WATCH THIS.' He then leans over, picks Jamie up, and traps her head. He does a little jig of excitement, then performs a corkscrew neckbreaker! As Jamie's head comes off the mat with the impact, he adds insult to injury with a kick to the face! The Move With No Name connects, and Liam covers!
Before the referee can drop down to count, however, his attention is drawn by Rupert Royston-Fellowes and Nigel Kensington III coming up off the announce table for the second time that night. The two seek to repeat their stunt from the match between Team PRD and the Master Sisters, but find their actions being thwarted by both the referee, who is alert, and the Donavons' manager, sister Kiora, who advances towards them with a steel chair in hand.
Seeing this, Alison Beck, Kelly Garrett and Jessie Alexander come running from behind, but Kiora is alert, and smashes both of them in the face with the chair! She then turns back to the boys, snarling that they had better return to their seats if they do not want the same to happen to them. Rupert and Nigel are more than happy to comply, and – after a final few words of warning to Kiora – the referee is finally able to turn his attention back to the match.
This time, it is the twins who have decided to take a little revenge on their opponents for the earlier foul play, and switched places themselves! Cormac is the one seen applying a release gator roll to Jamie before calling his – supposedly illegal – brother back in, He picks up Jamie and performs a German suplex, while Liam runs in and hits a high-impact bulldog lariat to her in mid-air! The move called Twin Dillemma connects, and Cormac covers! With no Jessie there to save her by breaking the pin, Jamie can do little but lie prone as the referee counts.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
And the Donavons progress to the semi-finals on their debut match!
WINNERS in 08:46 and advancing to the London Tag Grand Prix semi-finals: The Donavons |
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Post by UKWF on Jul 24, 2016 19:24:42 GMT
After the last match of the qualifying round is over, the already riled-up crowd is treated to another surprise: Blaise Fader! The number one contender for the UKWF Championship emerges from behind the curtain with her music playing to cheers, microphone in one hand what appears to be a cellphone in the other. Offering a few waves and some V signs to her audience, she then puts a finger to her lips, motioning for the audience to quiet down as she makes her way down to the ring.
Blaise: Sorry to interrupt this awesome tag team mayhem, guys, but I've just gotta show you what I've been dealing with...
Blaise holds the cellphone up the mic; it's in the middle of ringing, trying to call someone. No one answers but the voice of a machine, saying Blaise "has reached the offices of the Underwood Agency" and that they're sorry that no one is available to take her call.
Blaise: I can't tell ya how many times I've tried callin', over the past couple of weeks. I've hit up her agent, I've hit up her friends, I've hit up her DMs on tha' Twitter, and Skylynn Reed still hasn't talked to me since I earned my Title shot!
Climbing through the ropes into the ring, Blaise pockets her phone.
Blaise: So, I hate to do this, but it seems like Lady Sky's gone an' forced my hand. If she's not fixin' to talk to me in private, I guess we'll have to settle it inside the ring, yeah? Skylynn, come on out, now. Prove me wrong, prove these people that used to love you wrong. Prove to me you're not scared.
The shriek of Skylynn Reed saying “I AM PHENOMENAL!” blasts through the arena as her theme song hits. The crowd grows quiet as they await the former fan favorite champion, only to be greeted by….
Alexander Underwood. Skylynn’s manager steps into the spotlight with a grin spread across his face. Out of his jacket pocket he retrieves a microphone, holding it up to his lips as he advances toward the ring.
Alexander: Good evening, Ms. Fader. I see that, instead of enjoying this fine night of tag team wrestling, you’ve decided to hijack the show and call out the champ. Overstepping your bounds, some might say! Allow me to make this clearer.
He lowers the microphone as he climbs the ring steps, pausing on the ring apron with another smirk.
Alexander: Skylynn Reed does not answer to you, she does not answer to anyone on this roster, and given her standing among the UKWF, she shouldn’t have to answer to the staff.
With a long, drawn out motion, Alex slips between the ring ropes to stand face to face with Blaise.
Alexander: You can stand there, and try to call her a coward. You can try to make yourself seem like you’re a blip on her radar, but the fact of the matter is, you just aren’t. You won a match to “earn an opportunity”, but anyone can do that, and I do mean anyone. You’re not special just because you have a number one contender title slapped under your name. No, what makes you special is being the champion. So, IF the champ wants to address you, she’ll do it on her time and her time alone. Not because a little snowflake called her a coward.
Blaise: See, that's where you're wrong, Alex. Can I call you Alex? I'll call you Alex. Or at least that's where your client's wrong. 'Cos, as of Opposites Attract? Skylynn Reed does answer to me. Ever since I earned a shot at her Title. But this goes much further than that, an' you know it. Skylynn was here, at the very first UKWF show, an' she earned the UKWF Championship, righ'? She took on the likes of Ursula Areano an' Sterling Everett, an' she earned the right to keep the UKWF Championship, righ'? But no matter what happened to either of us, when we went back into that locker room, we weren't champions an' contenders, winners an' losers; we were wrestlers. No matter where our names fell on the card, we shared something you might not be familiar with, what with yer money-grubbin' an' backstabbery an' all tha': mutual respect. We were in this together, through thick an' thin, and we were here to make a difference in the UKWF. Somewhere along the way, she hired you, an' somewhere along the line, she lost that respect. S'not my business to ask if there's any correlation 'ere, but it is my business to face her one on one in this ring, to look 'er in the eye and see if she's really Championship material. I deserve that respect, not only as number one contender, but as a wrestler. As a fighter. 'Cos if she don't think I'm a 'blip on her rader', she better get her shit checked.
Alexander: Ms. Fader, you seem misinformed. You are her opponent, yes. You are a fellow wrestler, yes. But what you forget, is at the end of that first night, the very first UKWF show, she no longer had any equals. She had no reason to respect anyone, because in sports you don’t get it handed to you. You earn it. It’s something every client of mine has and continues to do. From Super Bowl MVP’s to NBA All-Stars, and now, the UKWF Champion. She didn’t hire me to take shortcuts, because she’s done the work. She continues to do the work. This eighteen year old kid from Sydney, Australia, puts so called veterans to shame. She’s proven that she’s championship material, by handling her business in back to back triple threat matches. By beating Ms. Areano twice, by beating Mr. Everett one on one.
You’re not the measuring stick, Ms. Fader, Skylynn Reed is. You’re no blip, you’re no matter. You’re just another stepping stone so they can use her name and face to drive up ticket sales. Accept it, sweetheart.
Blaise: I see. Well, Alex, you make some solid points, an' you have a sound argument. There's not much more to discuss with you here, you've given me a lot to think about. I guess I'll just have to get Skylynn's attention some other way. Good day to you, sir.
An awkward pause ensues. Alexander eyes Blaise suspiciously, lowering his mic. Blaise lowers hers to, giving the American agent a curtsy. As Alexander turns to exit the ring, Blaise taps him on the shoulder.
Blaise: ... you should know by now that this never how these things go.
Dropping the mic, Blaise throws Alexander a headbutt right on the nose, and lifts him up in the backbreaker rack - putting him in prime position for the Coventry Blitz! Blaise, however, prolongs the Argentine backbreaker, shaking the helpless manager up and down over her shoulders, much to the crowd's delight, facing the entrance ramp, waiting for the UKWF Champion to save her advocate's sorry behind.
The crowd begins growing antsy with anticipation, their cheers growing loud as they watch Alexander struggle in vain to get himself free. Their wait would soon come to an end as Phenomenal once again hits the arena sound system, causing the crowd to rise to their feet in hopes of seeing the champ and the challenger get down to business early.
The crowds cheering turned to sounds of alarm as Skylynn Reed hits the ring from the crowd, instantly driving her forearm to the back of Blaise’s knee. Alex falls from the British challengers shoulders and rolls away before Skylynn hits a stiff superkick to the kneeling Blaise. She retrieves a microphone from the mat, the crowd growing louder and louder with their jeers.
Skylynn: Shut the hell up! She asked for this. She got what she wanted. She called me out, out I came. She started with the violence, I finished it. Remember this feeling, get used to it, cupcake. You’re just like a cow being lead to slaughter, and I do use the word cow pretty literally. Come Opposites Attract, I’ll put you out to pasture where you belong.
Skylynn drops the microphone on top of Blaise as she exits the ring with her agent who is nursing a bloodied nose with his shirt sleeve. The pair back up the ramp, the champ grinning from ear to ear as Blaise begins to stir in the ring, clutching at her jaw.
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Post by UKWF on Jul 24, 2016 22:00:00 GMT
London Tag Grand Prix Semi-Final: The Australian-American Connection v The Donavons
The match begins with Valerie trying to offer a handshake. Cormac steps up, but removes his hand at the last second. Valerie glowers at him, but all is made better when Liam steps in, apologising for his brother's behaviour and offering his own hand for Valerie to shake. She promptly does...only for Liam to do the exact same thing as his brother! This is the point where Oscar pushes past his sister-in-law and gets in the Twins' face, yelling at them about making fun of Valerie. All this earns him is a slap from Cormac, which inadvertently makes the two of them the legal men!
Needless to say, the match begins as a brawl, with Oscar having the clear upper hand. Cormac, however, is holding his own, and gains an advantage when he sneakily rakes Oscar's eyes. This leaves him an opening to catch Oscar and throw him across with a front suplex! The Grouch goes flying overhead, and Cormac quickly gets to his feet, so that when Oscar recovers, he is right there with a clothesline! He lets his momentum carry him to the ropes, bounces off, and hits the recovering Oscar with a low dropkick, taking him down again!
He quickly returns to his feet and goes to retrieve Oscar; this time, however, the Grouch is ready, and hits him with an elbow to the face! Cormac reels, but swings a clothesline; Oscar, however, is able to duck, and brings his other arm up with one of his own! Cormac goes down, and Oscar thumps his own chest, pumping himself up! He begins to stomp on Cormac, then yells at the referee when he comes to stop him, explaining the twins made fun of his partner and sister-in-law. The referee, however, is having none of it, and Oscar is forced to comply, though his irritated reaction reflects precisely how he feels.
With nothing to do but continue the match, Oscar picks Cormac up and sets him up for a spinebuster. The redhead wriggles and writhes, attempting to break free, but is powerless to stop the move from connecting a moment later! Oscar yells defiantly down at the twin that 'NEXT TIME, BETTER THINK AGAIN' before mocking Valerie. He then turns to his sister and asks if she 'WANTS A PIECE O' HIM?' Valerie does not reply right away, but Oscar walks over and tags her in anyway.
Having been made the legal woman, Valerie reckons she might as well profit from it, and goes over to pick up Cormac. The youth, however, seems recovered, and connects with an elbow to her stomach, then a stiff punch! Valerie bucks and reels, and Cormac moves quickly, setting her up for, and delivering, a reverse neckbreaker! Valerie goes down, and Cormac finally has a chance!
Seeing his opening, the twin stands up and lopes across the mat towards his twin brother. With Valerie down and unable to stop him, he is able to make the tag, and a moment later Liam is the legal man!
The first thing Liam does upon coming into the ring is look around at the fans and tell them to 'PAY ATTENTION, THIS IS HOW YOU DO IT.' He then picks up Valerie and begins to apply knife-edge chops to her, sending her towards the corner. He traps her there, and continues to deliver stiff blow after stiff blow. The crowd 'wooo's' in spite of themselves, but still boo the twin as he tells them to watch closely. He brings his arm all the way back, looks at the crowd, asks 'IS EVERYONE WATCHING?', then lets fly...
...but gets hit with a low kick to the stomach from Valerie for having taken too long! The crowd cheers as the fan-favourite finds her way out of a sticky situation, and follows up her kick by grabbing Liam's head in a snapmare position. She delivers the move, then follows it up with a dropkick, taking the Donavon twin down!
As she rolls back to her feet, Oscar is asking for the tag. Valerie, however, soothes him, stating that she can manage this. Oscar looks uncertain and more than a little miffed, but complies, allowing his sister-in-law to continue her offensive momentum.
Satisfied that she and Oscar managed to make peace, Valerie turns her attention back to the recovering Liam. She waits for him to get to a vertical position, and steps in with three right hand punches, staggering the redhead. She then floors him with a roundhouse kick, completing the Valerie Shuffle! Liam goes down, seemingly out cold, and Valerie signals for the Jumpin' Kangaroo! The crowd reacts in overwhelmingly positive manner, and this encourages the Aussie, who springboards off the ropes and nails Liam with a corkscrew elbow! With Oscar, for once, offering encouragement, Valerie covers!
ONE!
TWO!
NO! The referee stops the count!
Valerie stares at the official in puzzlement, until he indicates Liam has his foot under the ropes. The decision is close enough to have Oscar in the referee's face, yelling about it. The official is having none of it, however, and tells the American to return to his place or get ejected. Oscar is still grumbling when Valerie – having sought to re-start with Liam – gets a thumb to the eye for her troubles! She loses focus for a moment, holding on to her hurt orb, and Liam takes this chance to slide out and give his place to his much fresher brother – without any tag having been made! Cormac therefore gains a few precious seconds, while Liam is free to slip to the outside and regain his bearings!
Oscar, however, has seen this, and begins ranting at the referee again, indicating there has been chicanery. The official, however, has had quite enough of The Grouch, and issues him a last warning – once more, and he will be evicted!
Not wanting to leave Valerie short-handed, Oscar has no recourse but to comply, and watch on sulkily as the illegal man goes to work on his partner. Cormac begins by hitting a DDT on Valerie, before picking her up again. Valerie throws an elbow into the Donavon twin's ribs, but does not shake him enough to avoid getting thrown over with a German suplex! Cormac rolls through, picks up Valerie again, but gets an elbow to the nose! Valerie thinks quickly and spins around with a forearm shot! Cormac reels, and Valerie seizes her chance. She backs up to the corner, connects with a handspring back elbow, then – as Cormac reels – follows up with a bulldog! Cormac faceplants, and Valerie turns him over and covers!
ONE!
TWO!
The referee stops the count again, indicating Cormac has his foot under the ropes once more! This time, it is more noticeable, but still enough to send Oscar into fits! The American begins to jump up and down in the corner, and yells for Valerie to give him a tag. The Aussie seems hesitant, however, believing she is doing well...and these seconds' hesitation nearly cost her, as Cormac pulls her down into a rollup!
ONE!
TWO!
---Kickout!
As the two wrestlers start over, Oscar yells at Valerie 'NOW DO YOU SEE?' Valerie nods, and leans in to pick up Cormac. The Donavon twin fights back with punches to the stomach, but Valerie is able to whip him across to where Oscar is waiting. All seems well...
...until Oscar falls off the turnbuckle! Neither the referee nor Valerie see what has occurred, but the fans do, and begin to boo the thumb to the eye from the Donavon twin, saving himself! Valerie is shocked to see her partner fall to the floor, however, and this spurns her into action, as she rushes in to roll up Cormac herself! Liam, who is still recovering with Kiora on the outside, sees this, and vaults onto the apron as quick as he can, as the referee drops down to count!
ONE!
TWO!
Liam breaks up the pin...
THREE!!!!
...or does he?!?!?
A moment's confusion follows...before the referee gives the three to the Australian-American Connection!!!
WINNERS in 11:22 and advancing to the London Tag Grand Prix Final: The Australian-American Connection
The Donavons are livid, and all three immediately crowd the referee. The official, however, once again asserts his position, telling them to stand down. Valerie, meanwhile, has gone outside to check on Oscar, and is helping him to his feet. The two then quickly make their exit, among congratulatory slaps from the fans, as the Donavons are forced by the referee to make a sulky exit. It is clear in the twins' faces as they walk backstage that this is not the end of the matter, and that they will settle scores with Valerie and Oscar another time... |
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Post by UKWF on Jul 24, 2016 22:59:41 GMT
London Tag Grand Prix Semi-Final: The Master Sisters v Love and Hate
This time, no one can prevent Aurora from picking Moonlight to go first – especially not Carnival! Across the way, Andrea Kristian goes first again, and after a moment, the reason becomes clear. She takes a long, slow lap around Moonlight, biting her lower lip, then gets on her tippy toes to whisper something to the larger woman. Moonlight flusters, clearly taken aback, and looks down at Andrea. Kristian smiles in anticipation...
...but gets clotheslined for her troubles!
As Carnival enquires about what the matter is, Moonlight begins to stammer, trying to explain what Kristian said to her. She finds herself unable to, and an impatient Aurora eventually orders her out. This gives Moonlight a way into the match, and the smaller Master Sister promptly capitalises.
By this point, Andrea has recovered, and – noticing the switch – attempts the same strategy with the second Master Sister. Carnival, however, simply nods, before whispering something in return. This time, even the raunchy, debauched Andrea is heard gasping – a moment before being brought down again by a surprise hurricanrana from Carnival!
'SEE? EASY-PEASY!', says the shortest of the Sisters to her, well, sisters, as she leans over to pick up Andrea. Still apparently shell-shocked, Kristian offers very little resistance as Carnival whips her to the ropes and leaps in with a wheel kick, pinning her to the turnbuckle. She kicks her again, this time a straight kick to the face, before leaning in to pick her up again. She brings her to her feet...
...and this is where Andrea gains the upper hand, by kissing Carnival! The Roundhouse reacts with a mixture of stunned shock and excitement, and Carnival herself is left dazed for a moment...
...which, of course, is taken full advantage of by Andrea! After apologising for what she is about to do, she floors Moonlight with a thrust kick. As Darrin Kissler nods appreciatively from the corner, she then follows up by doing the splits on Carnival's face. The referee is called over, and counts!
ONE!
TW---foot on the ropes by Carnival!
As the two women start over, Carnival is angry, and begins pushing Andrea around, demanding an explanation. Andrea is taken aback by this, particularly when Carnival yells 'I WANT A DIVORCE!!!' right before tornado DDTing her! Andrea goes flying over, and Carnival yells 'AND I'M TAKING HALF!!!'
The other two Sisters stare in disbelief as Carnival makes her way to the corner and tags in Moonlight, grumbling 'YOU DEAL WITH HER, CHEATING SLAG!' Moonlight shakes her head, saying she does not want to, but is pushed inside by Aurora and – especially – Carnival. As such, and being the legal woman again, she has no recourse but to face off against Andrea, who is just recovering.
The Psycho Siren gets to her feet, expecting to see Carnival, and is pleasantly surprised to see Moonlight there instead. The large woman, however, is not in the mood for pleasantries, as she states 'YOU'RE NOT SEDUCING ME!' before ramming Andrea against the post with another clothesline! The Psycho Siren comes tumbling out of the corner, and gets picked up by Moonlight into a front suplex! She goes flying over, and Moonlight yells 'TAKE THAT!' as she rolls to her feet. She waits for Andrea to do the same, picks her up again, and powerslams her, drawing applause from Aurora, and causing her to sternly tell off Carnival for not being able to focus like that. Carnival, sitting on the turnbuckle as ever, makes a very rude gesture in response, which Aurora – fortunately – does not catch, busy as she is seeing Moonlight dominate. She claps excitedly as her sister sets Andrea Kristian up for a powerbomb...
...then groans as the Psycho Siren counters it into a hurricanrana, escapes her predicament, and runs over to tag in Darren Kissler!
The Evil Bastard wastes no time walking in and pulling Moonlight to her feet by her blonde hair. Supposing it to be Andrea, the Master Sister responds with a chop...only for her face to acquire an apprehensive look as she sees a large man in place of the girl she expected! Aurora yells for Moonlight to retain focus, but it is too late – Kissler picks up on this hesitation, and capitalises, beginning to deliver headbutts to Moonlight. In this way, he manages to lead her towards the corner, where he uses one knee to the Master's stomach to pin her to the turnbuckle, as he now alternates between punches and headbutts.
Moonlight is therefore helpless for a few moments, until something snaps inside her, and she bell-claps Darrin's head! Startled, Kissler halts his offence, and this is all the incentive Moonlight needs. She grabs hold of Darrin's cranium and squeezes it for a long moment, before swinging him the opposite way and clear out of the ring. She casts a glance at her sisters in the corner, receiving an encouraging thumbs-up from Carnival, and climbs to the top rope. She sizes her opponent, who is just starting to scramble to his feet, and takes off with a top rope leg drop, catching Darrin before he can stand! Aurora applauds enthusiastically as Moonlight rolls her opponent back into the ring and covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THR---NO!!! LAST SECOND KICKOUT!
Realising Darrin is exactly as tough as he appears, Moonlight picks him up and throws him over to the opposite set of ropes. Kissler bounces off directly into the path of a big boot, and Moonlight covers again!
ONE!
TWO!
---another kickout!
Despite the kickout, the match seems firmly under control for the Master Sisters, and Moonlight once again looks over at her sisters as she brings Kissler up. Both nod, and Moonlight nods back, briefly, before hoisting Kissler up onto her shoulders, looking to set up the Master Crush...
...only for him to slip off, pushing her off-balance and sending her hurtling towards the ropes with a leg sweep! Moonlight barely manages to retain her balance, but somehow turns around...
...RIGHT INTO A SUPERKICK! Down goes Moonlight, as Kissler covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THR—NO, CARNIVAL MASTER WITH THE SAVE IN THE NICK OF TIME!
The second Master Sister's interference angers Darrin, who rounds up on Carnival. Carnival, knowing better, quickly makes his way to the corner, and Darrin eventually backs off, preferring to focus on the match but leaving her with a few words of warning. The situation is therefore diffused...
...until Carnival says something about Kissler's manhood.
This, of course, angers Kissler, who retraces his own steps and blasts Carnival with a lariat! Aurora gets up on the apron, ranting at the Love and Death member, only to get lariat-ed herself! Fortunately for Kissler, the referee is checking on the still out-cold Moonlight, and therefore misses all this!
His blood now properly boiling, Kissler gestures for Andrea to come in, calling for the Love to Hate! He lifts the only-just-recovering Moonlight up and hands her over to Andrea, who sets her up in an STO position. He then takes two steps back and barks at Andrea to perform her STOrgasm. For once, Andrea listens, and Kissler rushes in with another Head Kick superkick, well and truly knocking Moon's lights out. He orders Andrea to return to her corner, and covers. With the other Master Sisters unable to help her, and herself out cold, Moonlight finds herself at the losing end of a decisive...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
And Love and Death are dark horse finalists of the London Tag Grand Prix!
WINNERS in 11:12 and advancing to the London Tag Grand Prix final: Love and Hate
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Post by UKWF on Jul 24, 2016 23:08:02 GMT
The feed cuts back to the announce table, to find an enthusiastic Barry and the sulky threesome of Kerry and the Best of British. As such, it is only natural that the cockney be the first to speak:
Baz: Cor! Tha' were some excitin' matches, wer'n't it?!
Kerry: ...after a fashion...
Baz]: So we's got the Aussie-Americans an' them new lot, Love an' 'Ate! Two ugly cunts an' two fit birds!
The former dockworker chuckles at his own joke before enquiring:
Baz: 'Oo you lot got, then?
Kerry: ...no one.
Rupert: I could not care less.
Nigel: Nor I, either.
Barry seems a little put off by this, but simply shrugs:
Baz: Ah well...since this lot don't fancy a natter, let's show yez some o' the best moments o' t'night!
With that, the feed cuts to a series of replays, showing some of the most impactful moves of the night, including most of the finishers and some shocking kickouts. As it ends, the theme song for one of the finalists is already playing – the finals of the London Tag Grand Prix are about to begin! |
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Post by UKWF on Jul 24, 2016 23:09:15 GMT
London Tag Grand Prix Finals / UKWF Tag Team Championship Match: The Australian-American Connection v Love And Hate
The match begins with Love and Hate legal woman Andrea Kristian LEERING at her Aus-Am counterpart, Valerie Holcomb. Oscar gets in the Psycho Siren's face, but meets his match in Darren Kissler. The two men exchange stern words, and look about to come to blows, while beside them, Andrea is still all but licking her lips at the sight of Valerie. The Aussie is extremely uncomfortable about this situation, but has no more than a moment to fret about it, as the referee sends Oscar and Darrin to their corners and calls for the bell!
For another moment longer, nothing happens, as Andrea simply circles Valerie, still giving her an appreciative once-over. Darrin nearly loses his voice yelling at her to do something, but his shouts are deafened by Oscar's, who yells at the Psycho Siren to 'STOP CHECKIN' HER OUT”' Caught in the middle of all this, Valerie is none too sure about how to react, and simply stands there for a few moments, looking around hesitantly...
...until something snaps inside her and she engages Andrea! One, two, three punches connect with the Psycho Siren's face, before a roundhouse kick sends her flying! The Valerie Shuffle caught Andrea unawares, and there was nothing she could do to stop it!
As Oscar urges her to 'KEEP IT UP' and 'STAY ON HER', Valerie approaches the downed Psycho Siren. She brings her up to her feet...only for Andrea to regain the upper hand by raking her across the face! Valerie stumbles back, and Andrea leaps into a hurricanrana, throwing her face-first against the corner!
With Oscar screaming apoplectically in Aus-Am's corner, and Darrin shouting out gruff advice from his, Andrea runs forward and catches Valerie with a Yakuza kick! The Aussie slides to the floor, and Andrea vaults onto the turnbuckle, connecting with a split-legged moonsault! She covers!
ONE!
TW-no! Valerie is aware enough to grab the ropes!
The nearfall does not make Darren happy, and he points at his head, as if saying 'did you really think that would do it?!' Andrea shrugs, and Darrin barks at her to tag him in. The Psycho Siren seems hesitant, but another round of shouting from Darrin does the trick. He gets tagged in, and walks to the corner directly across to retrieve Valerie, all the while telling Andrea to 'watch how it's done.'
He picks the still-groggy Valerie up, resists her feeble elbows to the stomach, and pins her against the post. He then begins to headbutt her. Over. And over. And over. From Aus-Am's corner, Oscar the Grouch yells out all sorts of obscenities, and Kissler looks irritably over his shoulder at him...
...a chance that Valerie takes, landing a kick to the larger man's midsection! She slips out of the corner and, when Darrin recovers, hits him with a single-leg dropkick! Darrin is sent reeling against the corner, and Valerie launches into a handspring body splash, pinning him against the corner! She then begins to deliver the traditional ten punches, the crowd counting gleefully along as the Aussie picks up steam!
Before she can get to 'ten', however, Valerie sees her plan thwarted as Darrin fights through the pain and literally carries her out of the corner. He dumps her in the centre of the mat and begins to deliver repeated knee drops to her gut, looking to wear her down. Just like that, Valerie is trapped again, and Darrin Kissler firmly in control!
Knowing he now has the upper hand again, Kissler mounts Valerie and begins to deliver punches to her head. The blood from his head wound drips onto the Aussie as he tries to give her one to match! The referee, however, does not seem as agreeable to Kissler's intent, and orders him off his opponent. Kissler is livid by this, and lets the referee have a piece of his mind, but stops just short of putting his hands on the official, knowing full well where that usually leads. Still, he does not hold back at all from a verbal standpoint, and it takes him a good few minutes to bring his focus back to Valerie...
...who is in the process of lunging forward to roll him up! The referee drops down!
ONE!
TW—Kissler kicks out angrily!
As both wrestlers return to their feet, Kissler lands a punch to Valerie, then follows that up with an angry stomp once the Aussie has hit the mat. He then stomps over to Andrea, tagging her in, as he declares that 'that cocksucker pissed me off!' The Psycho Siren, on the other hand, wastes no time walking over to Valerie, relishing the prospect of getting to touch the Aus-Am member again.
As she picks Valerie up again, she expresses this affection by licking the trickle of blood off her forehead, a gesture which brings a very mixed reaction from the Roundhouse stands. Oblivious to this, Andrea goes on to nibble the Aussie's neck and kiss her forehead, and is making her way down to her lips when Valerie pushes her off! Andrea gasps in surprise, but the Aussie makes a point of letting her know she is 'NOT INTO GIRLS!' The Psycho Siren looks hurt for a moment afterwards, but eventually shrugs off the rejection...
...and lays into Valerie with a strike to the throat!!!
Caught unaware, the Aus-Am member has no reaction, other than to grab hold of the affected body part. Andrea, on the other hand, follows the chop up with a thrust kick, which sends Valerie reeling towards the ropes! Andrea jumps in with a Thesz press, but – mounted on Valerie as she is – once again lets her lust have the best of her, licking her opponent instead of punching her!
Disgusted, Valerie pushes the Psycho Siren off as, from across the ring, Darrin yells his head off yet again. Andrea scrambles to her feet, seeking to atone for her mistake, but just a moment too late – the corner they are in happens to be Aus-Am's, and the tag has just been made to Oscar!
Thinking on her feet, Andrea begins to use her feminine wiles on the Grouch, telling him she 'doesn't mind boys, either'. For a moment, it seems Oscar is under the Siren's spell, as he responds to Andrea's enquiry about what it is he loves with no more than a stammer. Eventually, however, he seems to pull himself together, and the next few words out of his mouth have a decided tone to them:
'I LOVE TRASH!!!'
With this, he lunges forward, looking for the move of the same name, but Andrea easily slips his grasp. The Grouch turns around to find the Siren running at him, and is just quick enough to sidestep and catch her with a hip toss! He leans in, picks her up, and delivers a spinebuster! He leans over her, yelling 'THAT'S FOR VAL!', before covering!
ONE!
TW—Kickout by Andrea!
Oscar is still firmly in control as both athletes roll through to their feet. He picks Andrea up and throws her over with a belly-to-belly suplex, following this up with an elbow drop. He picks his opponent up again, and delivers an unmodified, traditional DDT! He then steps over her and begins to apply a camel clutch!
Andrea, however, is alert enough to avoid at least this, and an elbow flies into Oscar's gut, taking the wind out of him. This buys Andrea just enough time to roll over, kick at the Grouch's stomach to push him away, and bring herself to a vertical position with the help of the ropes. Oscar soon recovers, however, and lunges at Andrea...
...only for her to pull down the top rope and send the American half of the Connection nearly tumbling onto his own manager! Bobbi Gene manages to sidestep the attack and break Oscar's fall, but the two are not even close to being in the clear – as demonstrated a moment later, when Andrea vaults over the ropes and hits her suicide Koppo kick, the Party Popper! The move connects flush, sending the male wrestler and the two females down in a heap, and for a moment, no one stirs at ringside at the Roundhouse! Under Valerie's concerned gaze, and Kissler's furious one, the referee starts his count!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Andrea Kristian begins to stir!
FIVE!
Andrea pulls herself up, as Oscar shows signs of consciousness!
SIX!
Andrea leans in to pick up Oscar, but he rocks her with an elbow to the face!
SEVEN!
Oscar goes to kick Andrea, only for her to grab his leg and send him sprawling with a MANDARA TWIST leg screw!!
EIGHT!
Andrea slips back into the ring! Darrin barks for a tag! Oscar scrambles to his feet!
NINE!
Oscar slides back into the ring...just as Andrea makes the tag to Darrin!
Finally given the chance to settle the score from earlier in the match, Kissler wastes no time making a beeline for the Grouch. Oscar barely has time to slide in the ring before he is being stomped on by a very angry Evil Bastard. The referee comes over again, telling Kissler to give it a rest, only to yet again get accosted by the Hate half of the eponymous team! He stands firm yet again, however, and threatens to eject Darrin's team unless he stops arguing. This is finally enough to convince the wrestler, who turns away angrily and seeks to focus on his opponent again.
These few seconds' respite have given Oscar a chance to bring himself to his feet, but The Grouch is far from in the clear just yet. Kissler grabs him in a headlock and pulls him towards the centre of the ring, away from the ropes Oscar had been leaning on. The Grouch fights back with elbows to the stomach, but Kissler is quicker, and transitions into a drop-toe hold position. The move connects, and Kissler once again begins to stomp all over Oscar! This time, however, he is able to stop himself before the referee even gets there, shooting him a sideway glare and holding up a middle finger. Then, before the official can even protest, he picks up Oscar and positions himself with his back to the ref.
He lands a kick to the Grouch's groin, but the referee's view is blocked, and it appears to have been applied to the stomach. This does not stop Oscar from kneeling on the mat, cross-eyed, giving Darrin the opening he needs. He backs up against the ropes, bounces off, then lunges forward with a huge punt to the Grouch's head! He covers!
ONE!
TWO!
--Valerie makes the save!!!
Having saved her partner, the Aussie may, however, have put her own self in trouble. Darrin rounds up on her, glowering, and Valerie is forced to make a quick exit back to the turnbuckle. Darrin visibly has no qualms about giving chase, but once again, the referee is at hand to stop him. This earns him another earful from the Evil Bastard, but Darrin seemingly decides the female half of the Australian-American Connection is not worth bothering with, and instead turns his attention back to his male counterpart.
Oscar is beginning to stir, but not yet in any fit state to resist as Darrin brings him up and hits a Manhattan drop on him! He follows this up with a lariat, into another cover!
ONE!
TWO!
---OSCAR KICKS OUT?!?!?!?!
Darrin is just as much in disbelief as the Roundhouse crowd, but gives the opposite reaction, yelling out as he puts his head in his hands. Still, he knows there is no time to lose, and once again leans in, looking to finish the job. He begins setting up Oscar for his jumping piledriver...
...and is surprised when the Grouch springs to life, ramming him with a headbutt to the stomach!
Kissler goes reeling back, and Oscar sees his opening. He takes a running start, and hits a big superkick on Kissler! The Evil Bastard goes down like a sack of bricks, and Oscar covers!
ONE!
TWO!
---Andrea Kristian to the rescue!
Oscar glowers at the Psycho Siren as she skips back to her corner, wiggling her fingers at him as she giggles over her own mischief. The Grouch almost gets distracted by this, but forces himself to focus on his opponent, whom he spins around and sets up for an exploder suplex...
...only for Darrin to punch him in the family jewels! Oscar drops to the mat again, but not before casting a glance to the side to see Andrea distracting the referee! The Roundhouse begins to boo, and a smirk forms on Kissler's lips as he backs up against the ropes once more. He takes a running start, looking for another punt...
….only for Oscar to pop up at the last second and drop him with an uppercut!
Kissler goes down cold, as Oscar once again drops to the mat, clutching his genitals. For a moment, neither man moves, as the referee starts his count!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Oscar pulls himself to a seated position, breaking the count! He then brings himself to all fours and – unable to stand up – crawls just like that to his corner, where he tags in Valerie! The Roundhouse explodes as the Aussie comes in, while her brother-in-law is more than happy to take a powder to the outside and recover.
Coming in, Valerie makes a beeline for Darren Kissler. She brings the big man up, positions him against the ropes, and backs up for a leaping lariat...
...but Kissler suddenly comes alive, ducking it and reversing it into a backdrop, which throws Valerie to the outside!
As the Aussie takes a tumble, Kissler takes a moment to pull himself together and catch his bearings. In the corner, Andrea is begging for a tag, but Kissler does not seem willing to give it to her. The Evil Bastard walks to his corner, to recover from the uppercut, but hardly has a chance to rest, as he and Andrea engage in a heated verbal argument.
Eventually, however, Kristian spies Holcomb climbing back into the ring, and puts an end to the discussion by blind-tagging herself in! Shocked, Darrin begins to rant as his partner pushes past him and towards their opponent!
This time, however, Valerie is ready. Before Andrea can kiss, lick, nibble, bite or do anything to her whatsoever, she is scrambling to her feet and hitting her with a short-arm clothesline! She follows this up with an elbow drop, before rolling back to her feet. She brings Andrea up and delivers a snap powerslam, clearly relishing the chance to have someone her own size to do it to! She brings the Psycho Siren up again, hits a Saito suplex, and bridges!
ONE!
TWO!
--Andrea kicks out, just as Darrin was preparing to run in for the save!
Still, the Evil Bastard watches impatiently as Andrea once again gets picked up and, this time, is draped over Valerie's shoulders. He breathes a sigh of relief as she slips off and pushes the Aussie off-balance, She then slides in for a victory roll, and seeks to transition it into her single-leg crab, but Valerie kicks her in the chin and breaks free! She scrambles to the ropes, then to her feet, and is just in time to avoid the running hurricanrana attempt from Andrea! The Psycho Siren crashes and burns, and Valerie looks around at the fans in attendance, calling for the diving moonsault she calls Hole In The Wall! The fans respond with a huge ovation, and Valerie takes off towards the nearest turnbuckle. She dives off as Andrea runs towards her, and catches her flush, sending her back down again! She covers...
...to find no referee there to count!!!!
Indeed, just as Valerie was taking off for her lethal move, the official's attention was attracted to ringside, where a trio has made their presence known; the Donavons are trying to interfere! The referee is therefore busy attempting to eject them, and does not see Valerie's pinfall attempt, which would potentially have won her the match!
A moment later, the situation gets even more complicated, as a warcry comes from somewhere nearby and a seemingly recovered Oscar the Grouch charges in, steel chair in hand. Cormac Donavon goes down! Liam Donavon goes down! Kiora Donavon goes down! The Grouch lets out a primal scream of enraged triumph as he tosses the crumpled chair aside, and slaps the hands of appreciative fans nearby. He then states 'I GOTTA GET BACK TO WORK', and makes his way towards the turnbuckle, as the referee turns his attention back towards the match.
As all this has been going on, however, a turn of events has occurred in the ring; profiting from the commotion, Darren Kissler has grabbed hold of a nearby steel chair, slipped into the ring, and WHACKED Valerie with it! The 'CLANG' mixed with those coming from Oscar the Grouch, and Kissler was therefore able to get away with his plan, flooring Valerie and draping the unsconscious Andrea over her. This is the scene that the referee is met with as he turns back around, and which prompts him to slide in and count!
ONE!
Oscar realises what is going on and rushes to his corner!
TWO!
Oscar vaults onto the apron and through the ropes, but stumbles on them in his haste! He watches on helplessly as the referee's hand comes down a third time...
THREE!!!
And dark horses Love and Hate are the London Tag GP winners, and inaugural UKWF Tag Team Champions!!!
WINNERS in 22:47, London Tag Grand Prix winners and inaugural UKWF Tag Team Champions: Love and Hate
The Roundhouse shower the debuting team with boos as they are presented with their belts and have their hands raised. Oscar is similarly as livid, and shouts at the referee to the effect that there was chicanery, but with no concrete proof, his arguments fall flat. He therefore has no choice but to retrieve the unconscious Valerie and, with her draped over his shoulders and Bobbi Gene's, make a forlorn exit. The fans shower the dark-horse favourites with cheers, but Oscar is understandably downcast, and makes his way to the back quietly, alongside his two companions, leaving Love and Hate to celebrate their unlikely win in the ring as the feed comes to a close.
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