UKWF All Killer, No Filler RESULTS!

[UKWF]

Another Tuesday, another episode of UKWF – one which is remarkable for being the first to stream on the Battleground Network, as well as the company's own website. Aside from that, however, not that much appears to have changed – the intro still looks the same, with the waving Union Jack graphics and the montage of clips depicting wrestlers' signature moves, the whole set to the sounds of The Rezillos' 'Somebody's Gonna Get Their Head Kicked In Tonight'. It is not until the company logo appears that a difference becomes visible, as the symbol itself appears markedly different from the one used thus far, with a glossier and more angular appearance to contrast with the former's grungier outline. This aesthetic also extends to the usual title card depicting the name of the show:

UKWF ALL KILLER NO FILLER

A moment later, viewers find themselves inside the University of East Anglia Sportspark, well-composed with over a thousand rabid fans, both local and travelling. The camera does its usual pan of the space, stopping here and there to focus on a quirkier or more eye-catching poster in the stands:

VIKING DEATH MARCH

KELSEY LIKES THE SAME BANDS AS ME

RIP LOPEZ & GHENSI

HUNTER'S GETTING HUNTED

From there, the feed cuts to the announce table, where the by-now familiar duo waits to greets viewers to yet another broadcast.

Barry Jones: 'Ello, folks! Guess what – we're on TV, like!

Kerry Buckingham: Yes, we are. About time, as well – someone like me deserves to be seen...!

Baz: Right...but this isn't about yer, luv...it's about the 'restlers, innit?

Kerry: Oh, who cares about them? Mr. Director, I am ready for my close-up!

The announcer fluffs her hair suggestively, clearly attempting to draw the cameraman's attention, but her efforts are thwarted when Baz begins to talk once again, and the camera focuses on him instead.

Baz: Some great bouts comin' up ternigh', folks! We 'ave TWO, tha''s righ', TWO title matches, an' both those lads will be wantin' to look sharp, so's the birds don't take their titles, like!

Kerry: Ugh...who cares about that ungraceful mastodon, and the silly little girl...I thought we had voted to keep foreigners out of Britain?!

Barry shoots his colleague a pointed look, but otherwise ignores the borderline racist remark as he instead continues to run down the card:

Baz: Them Enforcers is also 'avin' a couple scraps ternigh', ent they? Wiv that Blaise lass an' them other two, the Champ an' the little feller...

Kerry: Ugh. From bad to worse!

Baz: Bu' I'll tell yer wha' I'm really lookin' forward ter...the 'Ardcore brawl! I lurves me some of that ol' ultraviolence, I does!

Kerry: Please, darling...stop, before I vomit.

Barry, however, is too caught up in his excitement to pay any heed to his partner, and is still babbling about the hardcore brawl between Francisco Lopez and Chris Ghensi when a theme song starts up on the speakers, bringing the Norwich crowd to their feet!

[UKWF]

The Norwich crowd erupt into cheers as their hometown hero, Ace Watson’s music hits. He steps out from behind the curtain and the cheers grow louder, bringing a big grin to Watson’s face as he makes his way to the ring, making the most of having a crowd that approves of him.

He comes dressed in his ring gear, despite not having a match, but also has a microphone in hand, ready to address the loving crowd.

Ace climbs into the ring, and waves his arms around trying to encourage the fans to be louder, which they do. After a few more moments of this Ace brings the microphone up to his grinning mouth.

Ace Watson: Well, well, well it's been a long time since I was last in my hometown!

The crowd cheer, a reception Watson was very much not used to, but was clearly enjoying.

Ace Watson: It's really, really great to be back. It's been far too long. And it's been even longer since I last wrestled here! So I have to admit I was disappointed when I didn't see Ace Watson on tonight's card.

The crowd boo, disappointed they don't get to see Watson compete.

Ace Watson: But we’ll get to that later, first, I have something I need to talk about… So, a couple of weeks ago I lost to Blaise Fader, and was forcibly removed from the Enforcers.

A mixture of boos and cheers can be heard from the fans in attendance, Ace nods his head.

Ace Watson: I hear a few sounds of approval there, I guess you guys may be of the group who believe I'm better without the Enforcers, and, I won't lie, I'm starting to agree. I did well against Edwards in my match for the Broadcast Championship, and I did it without help. I also know I can do better than that. So perhaps, maybe next time I'm in Norwich, I can come here as Ace Watson; Broadcast Champion.

The crowd cheer once again, excited by the idea of their favourite being Champion.

Ace Watson: I will miss those guys though, I've had some fun times with them, and I would have preferred leaving the group on my own terms. But, things go on, much like today where I'd like to move ahead to addressing my lack of match tonight!

The crowd cheer, intrigued as to what Ace is about to say.

Ace Watson: Yes, now I spoke to some people and had something approved. So tonight, for the first time in UKWF, I'd like to issue an Ace Watson Open Challenge!

Once again the fans break into loud cheers, and Ace’s grin returns to his face.

Ace Watson: So, anyone who thinks they can take me on, get your arse out here so I can kick it.

Watson drops the microphone and throws his black jacket off to the side as the crowd cheer again, eager to find out who will answer the challenge.

After a few moments, the Match of the Day theme fills the UEA Sportshall and the crowd’s cheers turn to boos. Gav the Chav appears from behind the curtain and marches intently down the ramp and into the ring, a referee following just behind him. Watson grins, confident he can beat Gav once again as he did on his first night in UKWF.

Just before the match can start, the crowd begin to boo as The Enforcers appear from behind the curtain and make their way to the ring. Gav quickly slides out of the ring and disappears into the crowd, suddenly not so confident about taking Watson on. The Enforcers surround and climb into the ring, Arcane with a microphone in hand. Ace looks around at them all, meeting their eyes, looking a little on edge and a little unsure of the group’s intentions for coming out to the ring.

Arcane: We need to have a little chat about what happens to people who let the Enforcers down.

From behind, Recoba hits Ace with a strong forearm to the back of the head, and immediately the group pounce on Ace, hitting him with stomps and strikes, Arcane dropping down to Watson repeatedly with the microphone. The fans boo loud, shouting at the Enforcers and showing their hate for what has happening in the ring.

This does not faze the NME, who keep the attack going as Cross pulls Ace to his feet, and swings him towards Hunter who hits the ex-Enforcer with a strong clothesline, sending him straight back to the floor, hard. Suddenly, the crowd erupts as Alyssa Drew is seen charging towards the ring with a steel chair in hand.

Alyssa slides into the ring and immediately hits Arcane in the back with a thunderous sound echoing in the arena. Hunter tries to come up behind Alyssa, but she turns around and hits him in the midsection and then the back with the chair. Finally, Alyssa turns her attention to Cross who rolls out of the ring as Alyssa swings the chair at him hitting the ropes instead. Alyssa yells at the three members of the Enforcers as Ace is making it back to his feet, groggy from what just happened. He stumbles into Alyssa who turns around with the chair ready to strike as Ace flinches and stumbles backwards.

Alyssa simply stands there for a minute staring at Ace before dropping the chair and smirking.The crowd cheer loudly, as Ace and Alyssa stand in the ring, watching the Enforcers flee to the back. The fans break out into a mix of “Holy s**t” and “AceLyssa” chants to the same tune. Once Arcane, Cross and Hunter have disappeared, Ace turns to Alyssa and thanks her, before she then nods and rolls out of the ring, leaving Ace to get some more hometown cheers before the scene fades out.

[UKWF]

Kelsey Spencer v James Edwards

This match takes a few moments to kick off – not because of any unwillingness on the part of either competitor, but because every time they make as if to lock up or otherwise start the match, the crowd makes itself heard.

EIGHT O'CLOCK, TUESDAY NIGHT, AND WE'RE WAITIN'

TO FINALLY PULL FOR A GIRL A LITTLE COOLER THAN WE...

HER NAME IS KELSEY, SHE'S A ROCKER WITH A NOSE RING

SHE DOES A TOPE, BUT WE'RE NOT QUITE SURE WHAT THAT MEANS!

Kelsey Spencer – who is, at once, blushing and almost dying of laughter – gestures for the crowd to simmer down, but the fans are insistent:

NOW WE'RE WATCHING WRESTLING

TRYIN' TO BE TOUGH GUYS

LISTENING TO RAP METAL

TURNTABLES IN OUR EYES!

Though he has been trying his hardest to remain calm and collected, as he is known for being, James Edwards himself is finding it hard to resist the crowd's antics, and is seen shaking his head and stifling a grin as the crowd continue to serenade Kelsey. The Australian, while visibly flattered, is nonetheless insistent in her pleas for the crowd to quiet down so that she and James can begin their match. This insistence on the part of their fan favourite eventually ends up paying off, as the crowd winds down their chanting, however begrudgingly; knowing they have to seize this chance, James and Kelsey immediately step forward to shake hands, before beginning to circle one another!

For a long moment after the bell rings, neither competitor risks going on offence. Both Kelsey and Edwards are ring veterans, and each know how important it is to stay on one's guard and look for an opening early in a match; as such, neither is giving their opponent so much as an inch of space, instead continuing to pace around in a circle as they way for the other to make the first mistake.

Eventually, it is Kelsey who appears to spot a chance, as she promptly steps in and locks Edwards in a headlock attempt. Against the bigger Broadcast Champion, however, this is more of a declaration of intentions than an effective strategy, as Edwards is able to connect with a big elbow to the gut, forcing his opponent to release the hold. As soon as she does, and not wanting to offer his flank to an experienced opponent, Edwards turns around to face the Australian...

...and gets rocked as she connects with a dropkick!

The crowd cheers as Edwards is sent stumbling across the mat and Kelsey quickly rolls through to her feet. Knowing she has a golden opportunity to capitalise, the Australian promptly rushes in towards the Broadcast Champion, following up her earlier strike with a big clothesline, which takes James down for the first time! Not letting her momentum drop, the challenger then rushes towards the furthest set of ropes, springboarding onto the middle cable before diving off with a corkscrew elbow drop! The move connects beautifully, and Kelsey advances for a cover!

ONE!

TW---No! An early kick-out from Edwards!

The move was perhaps just a little hopeful – and judging by the expression on her face, Kelsey knows it as well as anyone in the audience of at home. Still, the young Australian knows she has the advantage against a tough opponent, and is understandably keen to retain it; as such, she chooses not to take too long to dwell on her failure, instead pushing herself upright and putting some distance between herself and Edwards. She retreats to the corner directly in front of her, sizes her opponent up for a moment, then – just as Edwards is beginning to reover – takes off with a cartwheel leg drop! The window of opportunity is limited, but Kelsey's reflexes aid her in this instance, and she is able to hit the move! Edwards collapses to the mat again, and Kelsey goes for another cover!

ONE!

TWO!

---Another kickout by Edwards!

Despite Spencer's failure to put her opponent away early, the Australian's agility-based wrestling style is – as always – entrancing the crowd, who once again make themselves heard in support of the challenger. Kelsey takes a moment to acknowledge the love, by way of a raised fist, but does not let the support of the crowd distract her from her objective; instead, she promptly seeks to continue her spell of momentum by stepping through the middle rope, onto the apron, slingshotting back onto the top rope, and taking off with her match-winning somersault senton...

….WHICH MISSES, as Edwards rolls out of the way!! The crowd groans as Kelsey crashes and burns, her spell of momentum coming to an abrupt end!

Even still, the Australian's initial flurry of offence was effective enough to at least rattle the Broadcast Champion, who takes slightly longer than usual to roll back to his feet after rolling out of the way of the incoming move. Even as he does roll to his feet, James Edwards is still shaking off the cobwebs from Kelsey's early offence, his expression reflecting a begrudging admiration for his latest challenger.

This period of respite, however, does not last more than a few seconds, and soon enough James is stepping back towards the centre of the ring to pick up his opponent. Kelsey, who had been gingerly making her way to one knee, therefore finds herself 'helped' up the rest of the way by the Broadcast Champion, before being thrown over with a crisply executed German suplex!

His footing in this match finally found, the Broadcast Champion is quick to roll to his feet after connecting with the suplex, looking to build upon the opening he has created for himself. Kelsey herself promptly seeks to pull herself back to an upright position, but is just too slow, once again allowing James Edwards to reach her first and pull her up the rest of the way. This time, the Broadcast Champion opts for a simple, unshowy yet effective snap suplex. Kelsey goes flying overhead once again, and James promptly pushes himself to his own feet, looking to stay on top of his opponent. He places himself behind Kelsey, waits for her to struggle to her feet once more, then promptly applies a waist lock! The Australian tries to wriggle out of the hold, but the Broadcast Champion does not give her the opportunity to do so, instead throwing her overhead with a waist lock suplex! The move connects, and Edwards bridges for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

---Kelsey lifts her shoulder up!

The crowd all but explode with relief as their fan favourite avoids the suplex, and even James Edwards is once again unable to conceal an impressed expression as both competitors return to their feet. Still, as the Broadcast Champion makes well clear a moment later, this growing respect for Kelsey does not mean he is going to let her off easy; proof of that is that he floors her with a big clothesline almost as soon as she has staggered to her feet, following it up with an elbow drop to Kelsey's midsection! Both moves connect flush, grounding the Australian, and James has a satisfied look on his face as he once again pulls himself to his feet, before reaching in to pick up Kelsey!

With his opponent dazed by the series of throws and strikes he has inflicted upon her, Edwards has no problem bringing her to her feet once more and setting her up for his trademark half-nelson suplex, the Half-Cut! By the time the challenger attempts to react, it is too late, and she is being floored with the move! Edwards releases his grip on the challenger as she hits the mat, and advances for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

---NO! A kickout by Kelsey!

The crowd once again breathes with relief as their favourite narrowly escapes yet another pinning predicament, but their elation cannot hide the fact that Edwards still has the upper hand in the match – and the situation is beginning to look more and more dire for Kelsey. 

In fact, after getting floored by Edwards yet again, the Australian needs a moment to regain her bearings and shake off the cobwebs. As such, rather than attempt to roll through to her feet as she had been doing earlier in the match, she instead takes a moment to gingerly lift herself up to one elbow, taking advantage of the lack of pressure from Edwards to shake herself back into focus. Then, after shaking her head and blinking a few times, she equally as gingerly begins to push herself up to one knee...

...and this is where the reason for the lack of pressure from Edwards becomes clear. For, as the Australian rolls through to one knee, Edwards – who has backed up into the far corner – promptly rushes in, looking to end it with his trademark punt, the Violent Gospel...

...BUT KELSEY DODGES! An instinctive dive away from the trajectory of the kick keeps the Australian in the match, and brings a roar from the Norwich crowd yet again!

The thrill of escaping the Gospel helps Kelsey's mind clear somewhat, and the Australian is alert enough to scramble to her feet and make a dash for the ropes, seeking to put some distance between herself and her opponent. Edwards quickly gives chase, but Kelsey is just quick enough to accomplish her goal and spin around to face the Broadcast Champion. As such, she is able to see Edwards' kick attempt before he is able to deliver it, and spins out of the way; then, as her opponent turns to face her, she drops down and pulls him into a Japanese armdrag!

The crowd cheers as Kelsey finds her way back into the match, and sends Edwards flying across the mat. Encouraged by both her success and the reaction it provoked, Kelsey follows her first arm drag up with a second, throwing Edwards across in the opposite direction, and then a third, sending him back the way he came! The dazed Broadcast Champion seeks, as best he can, to make his way to his feet after that, but Kelsey is quicker, and rushes in with a picture-perfect dropkick! James is sent tumbling into the rorner, and Spencer – who is quick to return to her feet after connecting with the dropkick – promptly seizes her chance, rushing in and leaping into a monkey flip attempt! With Edwards too dazed to react, the move connects, and the Broadcast Champion is sent sprawling once again, as the fans in attendance voice their appreciation the only way they know how:

WHOA-OH-OH-OH-OH, OUR KELSEY'S ON FIIIIIREEEEE!

As she pulls herself to her feet once again, Kelsey's ring awareness causes her to notice where she is in the ring, and to try to take profit of it. Having landed right beside the turnbuckle, the Australian is quick to scurry up it, perching on top and waiting for Edwards to return to a vertical position. When the Broadcast Champion does, and once again turns to face her, the challenger is therefore waiting to take him down yet again with a huge diving forearm smash! The move connects, and Kelsey advances into another cover!

ONE!

TWO!

---NO! Another kickout by Edwards!

The crowd – who had been holding their breath in anticipation – let out a deflated sigh as the Broadcast Champion once again escapes with his reputation and title intact. Kelsey, on the other hand, does her best to shake off the frustration clearly visible in her face and come up with another tactic, once again putting some distance between herself and James Edwards. As she has done moments before, she backs up against the corner post directly in front of her, crouching slightly as she waits for Edwards to regain his bearings and pull himself up. Then, when he does, she springboards off the turnbuckle, to connect in mid-air with a roundhouse kick! Taken completely by surprise, Edwards goes down yet again, seemingly out cold, and Kelsey advances to another cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE???

----NO!!!! Kelsey covered too close to the ropes, and the Broadcast Champion has just managed to place a foot on the bottom cable, rendering the pin attempt invalid!

This time, the groan of frustation from the crowd is even louder and more pronounced; clearly, they can sense Kelsey's time approaching, and are growing increasingly frustrated at the Broadcast Champion's resilience. Kelsey herself cannot help but puff out her cheeks in frustration as she once again sees herself forced to start over, and come up with a different strategy with which to defeat Edwards.

As she pushes herself to her feet, the Australian's ring awareness instincts once again kick in, and she steps through the ropes and onto the apron yet again. From there, she vaults onto the top rope, like before, making a second attempt at connecting with her slingshot somersault senton...

...only for Edwards to suddenly spring up, and connect with an uppercut the diving Australian's chin!! Kelsey's head snaps back from the impact, and she falls to the mat, unconscious, prompting certain sections of the Norwich crowd to voice their displeasure towards James Edwards!

The Broadcast Champion, however, is not rattled, instead taking the opportunity to slowly but surely pull himself up to his feet. Then, as soon as he has regained his footing, he spins around, immediately leaning in to retrieve the semi-conscious Australian and pull her up to a vertical position. A mixed reaction emanates from the stands as he sets Kelsey up for, and delivers, a Northern Lights suplex! The move connects, and Edwards bridges!

ONE!

TWO!

---NO!!! Somehow, Kelsey kicks out!!!

The crowd erupts as their fan favourite yet again displays her fighting spirit, drawing another impressed reaction out of Edwards. In spite of this, however, the Broadcast Champion does not relent, instead rolling through to his feet again before leaning in to retrieve his groggy opponent. He brings her back to her feet again, and quickly connects with his trademark reverse exploding suplex, the Half-Cut Kai. The move connects,and James quickly advances into a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR---NO!!! Kelsey kicks out yet again!!

By this point, the Norwich crowd is reaching fever pitch in their support of the Australian, whom they have clearly gotten behind in detriment of the Champion in this match. Proof of that are the chants rising from all four corners of the arena:

LET'S-GO-KEL-SEY! LET'S-GO-KEL-SEY!

However all their support – and the way it seems to be spurning Kelsey on – seems to, frustratingly, not be enough to prevent Edwards from retaining the upper hand in the match – as he proves a moment later, as he once again brings Kelsey to her feet and traps her arm in a hammerlock. He then spins her around, and connects with the bicycle high knee he calls the Second Gospel! The Australian goes down out cold yet again, and Edwards covers!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!!

??

….....

….NO!!! KELSEY HAS HER FOOT ON THE ROPES! THE NORWICH SPORTS PARK EXPLODES!!!

Clearly not noticing the referee's signage, Edwards stands up and starts celebrating – only for his mood to deflate a moment later, when the official points to the ropes – and Kelsey's foot resting underneath them. The Champion's expression of joy immediately transitions into a sombre frown as he sees this, and he can quite clearly be heard saying it is time to 'end this'. With that, and without another moment's hesitation, he backs up against the furthest set of ropes, from where he waits for Kelsey to get up. Then, as the groggy Australian pushes herself to one knee, he rushes in, looking for the Violent Gospel...

...KELSEY DODGES AGAIN!!! 

Acting almost instinctively, the Australian dives out of the way, grabbing onto the nearest set of ropes and hoisting herself up as fast as her groggy state will allow. When Edwards turns towards her, she has therefore pushed herself to a vertical enough position to duck underneath his strike attempt. Adrenaline keeping her afloat, she then pops up behind the Champion and locks him in a straitjacket. Edwards attempts to fight his way out of the hold, but Kelsey's quicker, and displays her impressive strength by throwing the bigger Edwards over with her trademark Spitfire Suplex! The Norwich crowd roars in approval, once again beginning to pull for their favourite:

YOU-CAN-DO-IT! * clapclap clapclap clap * YOU-CAN-DO-IT! * clapclap clapclap clap *

Despite connecting with the move, however, Kelsey chooses not to go for a cover. Instead, as is her wont, she rolls through to her feet and steps in towards Edwards, pulling him up to a semi-vertical position as she looks to end things with her signature sit-out Blue Thunder Bomb! She traps Edwards' head between her legs and – once again displaying impressive strength for a woman her size – lifts him up...

...ONLY FOR EDWARDS TO COUNTER IT INTO A HURRICANRANA, SENDING KELSEY SPRAWLING ACROSS THE MAT AGAIN!!!

As the air is taken out of the Norwich crowd's sails once again, the Broadcast Champion drops to the mat, his close shave having awoken his primal instincts yet again. As such, rather than stop to collect himself or regain his bearings, he instead scrambles to his feet, giving his opponent a quick once-over to assess her position before running in for the kill. As the old saying goes, third time is the charm, as this time, Kelsey is far too dazed and confused to avoid getting hit with Edwards' knockout blow. The Violent Gospel connects, and the Broadcast Champion covers!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

And a great match ends in disappointment for the challenger, as the Broadcast Champion racks up yet another rdefence!

WINNER in 19:14 and STILL UKWF Broadcast Champion: James Edwards

After the bell has rung, and his hand has been raised, James Edwards makes a point of staying inside the squared circle, as the resident EMT team seeks to revive Kelsey. This, predictably, takes a long moment, but the Broadcast Champion appears in no hurry, and patiently waits by the medical team's side, now and again offering a suggestion or comment. Then, when the Australian is finally revived and helped to her feet, he leans in and unabashedly offers a handshake. 

A groggy Kelsey, her eyes brimmed with tears as she realises what happened, nonetheless accepts the gesture, going so far as to pull James Edwards into an awkward hug! The Broadcast Champion almost as quickly slithers out of this, but allows the Australian to raise his hand, helping him gain back some of the crowd's approval in the process. It is on a shot of this heart-warming display between two impressive competitors that the feed once again cuts to the back...

[UKWF]

Crystal Millar v. Kelly Garrett

Both women tie-up in the center of the ring right when the referee calls for the bell. Crystal Millar attempts to go through a power struggle with Kelly Garrett, but Kelly easily powers Millar into the corner. Crystal raises her and the referee calls for Garrett to release her. She does, but instead of backing away, she hits Crystal with a forearm shiver before she finally backs away. The crowd, oddly, actually cheers the forearm that was arguably a cheap shot. As Kelly backs away, she says a few choice words to Crystal, who becomes agitated and rushes out of the corner only to get Back Body Drop into the clouds and come falling with a loud slam to the mat! Crystal arches her back. As Millar is trying to push herself back to her feet, Kelly grabs her in a front facelock and deadlifts her up into the air before bringing her right back to the mat with a vertical suplex!

Again, Crystal’s back is clearly in pain, but she can’t arch up this time because Kelly immediately floated over into the pinfall attempt.

ONE!

TWO-KICKOUT!

A quick nearfall for Kelly Garrett and she goes directly back to work with an elbow drop, followed by two more to really wear down Crystal. Garrett helps Crystal to her feet, and when I say helped, I really mean just lifts her back to her feet. She tosses her to the ropes with authority, and the second she rebounds back, Garrett goes for another Back Body Drop only for Millar to step to the side, grab Garrett by the hair, and slam her head-first to the mat. Crystal staggers a bit, but turns around to mouth off to the crowd, who boos her.

When she notices Kelly recovering from her move, Crystal grabs Garrett by the hair and snapmares her over. Millar leaps over Garrett and rebounds with a basement dropkick to the face. She immediately gets back to her feet and takes some more time to mouth off to the crowd to more boos. This time, she doesn’t wait for Kelly to begin getting to her feet. She just begins laying in the boots to her. Kelly Garrett continues to get to her feet despite the treatment though so Crystal begins hitting her with forearms. Kelly shoves her away, seemingly hardly affected by the forearms. This causes Crystal to bounce back-first off the ropes behind her and back to Garrett, allowing Kelly to hit her with a snap Belly-to-Belly Overhead Suplex!

Kelly Garrett gets to her feet and flexes to a mixed reaction from the crowd. With a shrug, she goes back to work. Looking to lock in a Boston Crab, but Crystal Miller puts her leg strength on display as she throws Garrett off with a spin of her hips! Crystal scrambles to her feet, but not quick enough because Kelly is already to her feet and staggers her with a headbutt, followed by a Side Slam, and a pin attempt complete with a hooked leg.

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Crystal Millar is able to get the shoulder up. Garrett seems irritated, but she attempts to go back to work again, but not before Crystal reaches up and rakes the eyes! As Kelly clutches at her eyes, Crystal kicks her in the gut, doubling her over then slings her shoulder-first into the turnbuckle post. Garrett staggers backwards away from the turnbuckle, allowing Crystal Millar to roll her up into a Schoolgirl and holds the tights to the point that we see about a quarter of Kelly’s buttocks. Unfortunately, the referee is completely out of position to see this as he drops to the mat to count the pinfall…

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

WINNER in 6:25: Crystal Millar!

Crystal, ever the veteran, knows to quickly get out of the ring as Kelly Garrett is almost immediately on her feet, shouting at the referee. Meanwhile, the crowd boos Crystal Millar as she holds her neck and raises her free arm in victory.

[UKWF]

Francisco Lopez v Chris Ghensi
HARDCORE RULES MATCH

As Chris Ghensi is entering, once again, he is pushing a shopping cart of various hardcore weaponry to the ring. He almost seems to be manic as he does, perhaps that obsession with beating Lopez shining through once more. Once he reaches the ring, he begins throwing various objects into the ring, including, but not limited to: a steel chair, a heavy chain, a kendo stick, the kitchen sink makes its appearance again, he even throws a spool of barbwire into the ring which causes the crowd to roar with anticipation. Then he tosses in a rather mysterious bag that we can only be left to assume are perhaps Legos again? Before Ghensi can even get into the ring, though, Francisco Lopez’s music hits causing the fans to cheer ravenously as Chris rolls into the ring and arms himself with the kendo stick while looking around at the crowd for his foe.

As the crowd begins getting louder in one direction, Ghensi turns that way to see Lopez storming through the stands, pulling his Gracie Jiu-Jitsu hoodie off and tossing it into the crowd. Ghensi grins at him from the ring while Lopez has a completely focused look on his face as he hurdles the barricade and walks over to the cart. He looks down into it and plucks a crowbar from inside. The crowd is completely pumped at this point, but only becomes louder when Lopez slides into the ring and Chris looks to strike him as he does. Lopez quickly hops to a kneeling position and blocks the kendo stick with the crowbar causing it to bend and snap. It still whips him in the shoulder, but doesn’t do nearly the damage it would have done.

Ghensi isn’t even bothered by this though as he throws what’s left of the kendo stick into Francisco’s face, distracting him long enough for him to go on the assault with a barrage of kicks and punches. For the time being, Lopez drops the crowbar as he’s backed up against the ropes. Ghensi, with a surprising display of speed, runs and rebounds from the opposite ropes to assault Lopez with a sickening body splash against the ropes.

OHHHH!

As the taller man slumps from the splash, Ghensi tosses him to the mat causing him to roll over near the kitchen sink. Chris, naturally, pursues. Unfortunately for him, Lopez arms himself with the sink in enough time to hit Ghensi over the head, stopping him in his tracks. He hits him again causing him to stagger to the canvas. Lopez discards the now bent-up scrap of metal before getting to his feet. Meanwhile, Ghensi begins getting to his only to find himself on the receiving end of multiple kicks to the chest, the Warrior’s Kicks, as the crowd cheers Lopez on!

When Lopez goes for a Buzzsaw Kick to the head to put a finish to it, Ghensi ducks in enough time and grins as he gets up to attack Lopez as his back is turned only for Lopez to get a standing reverse into a waist-lock before hitting a German Suplex! He keeps his hands clasp and is able to hit two more German Suplexes on Ghensi before going for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

NOPE! Ghensi gets the shoulder up at about 2 ¼. Lopez doesn’t seem too bothered. In fact, he just looks around his immediate area for something to arm himself with. He grabs the nearest object: a steel chair. When Ghensi gets to his feet, Lopez clocks him over the head with it to a groan from the crowd, but, to everyone’s surprise, Chris doesn’t go down. So, Lopez smacks him over the head again! BUT, GHENSI IS STILL STANDING! He’s wobbly, but still standing nonetheless. So, Lopez gets an idea as he tosses the chair on the canvas near him and kicks Ghensi in the gut, doubling him over. He gets the big man in a front facelock looking to possibly DDT him on the chair, but Ghensi suddenly comes to life and charges Lopez into the closest corner, jarring him loose! He brings him out and slams him against the turnbuckle again! He pulls him out again, but this time, spins, and plants Lopez near the middle of the ring with a vicious Spinebuster onto the chair Lopez had laid down mere seconds before! Lopez shouts out in pain as Ghensi hooks the leg and goes straight for the pinfall attempt!

ONE!

TWO!

THR-! NO!

Lopez gets the shoulder up, showing some amazing resilience! Ghensi can’t believe it, but shoves Lopez back down and goes for another pin attempt anyway.

ONE!

TWO-NOPE!

Once again Lopez gets the shoulder up. This time instead of trying to pin him again, Ghensi stalks across the ring and snatches up the mysterious bag. A sadistic grin crosses his face as he looks over at the man he calls a friend. He opens the bag and pours out the contents, and it isn’t Legos this time. A waterfall of thumbtacks drops to the mat in a sharp pile of metal. The crowd is now out of their seats as they become louder and louder.

As Lopez is finally getting to his feet, Ghensi calls for the Vertebreaker. Lopez stumbles right into position for Chris to lift him up into it. When he seems primed to dump Lopez on the back of his neck directly on the pile of tacks, Francisco finds a way to flip through it and land on his feet. That’s when he looks down to see the tacks and realizes he just saved himself from a world of pain. When Ghensi turns around, he charges directly at Lopez only to receive a boot to the jaw sending him backwards against the ropes, Lopez charges at him and leaps into the air with a crossbody, sending both men over the top rope, and spilling to the outside!

Lopez is the first to his feet. He reaches inside the ring and arms himself with the crowbar just in time for Chris to get to his feet. Lopez swiftly strikes Ghensi in the side of the crowbar causing a sickening thud, and sending the big man to his knees, holding his aching side. He then connects with Avada Kedavra to the side of the head, sending Chris to the ground facefirst. Thanks to the hardcore rules, Lopez tosses aside the crowbar and goes for the pinfall attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-GHENSI KICKS OUT!

Lopez nods, knowing he needs to put an end to Ghensi already as he pulls the overall larger man to his feet. When he locks him up for a Heaven’s Denial 2.0, the crowd cheers, but Ghensi suddenly reverses the move into a hip toss atop the ring stairs!

OHHHHH!

Still a little dazed from the side kick to the head, Chris gets back into the ring before realizing he threw his opponent toward the ring stairs not into the ring so he slides back out, closer to Lopez. He grabs him by the hair and shouts something rather unintelligible into his friend’s face before throwing him into the ring, and sliding in after him. Lopez suddenly has a second wind as he quickly pushes himself back to his feet and hits Ghensi out of nowhere with Heaven’s Denial 2.0! Somehow, in the weapon-littered ring, Ghensi managed to hit only canvas. And, unfortunately for Francisco Lopez, he only had enough adrenaline to hit the move! It takes him a few precious seconds before he can climb over to Ghensi’s prone body and go for the pin…

ONE!

TWO!

THREE?!

NOOO! Ghensi gets his shoulder up right before the referee’s hand smacks the mat, and Lopez is in shock as he just slumps to the mat. Francisco, realizing he needs to get back to a vertical base now, rolls away from Ghensi and almost rolls right into the thumbtacks. He stops his roll and just stares at them for a few seconds before he pushes himself to his feet rather painstakingly. At this point, Ghensi is also pulling himself to his feet using the ropes. Lopez and Ghensi both turn around and begin trading punches back and forth, to and fro until they both go for a headbutt at the same time! Both men stumble backwards, but Ghensi spins and charges forward with a Discus Clothesline, taking Lopez down! He just barely misses the thumbtacks!

Ghensi is in a zone though as he scales to the top ropes, apparently looking to hit a Moonsault perhaps?! Lopez suddenly gets back up while he’s climbing up there, clocks him a good time on the back before getting up on the top rope with him! The crowd is on their feet in anticipation for the end that is sure to come after this exchange on the top ropes. Ghensi tries to catch Lopez with a back elbow, but Lopez ducks and comes up under his arm then lifts Ghensi and hits an Olympic Slam off the top rope directly onto the thumbtacks!!!!!! DEMON’S FALL!!!!!!!!! Both men have tacks in their bodies, especially Chris Ghensi!!!

The only thing Lopez can do is pull himself atop his friend for the pinfall!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

At this point, the medical trainers were already standing on the outside. The referee doesn’t even both to raise Lopez’s hand, instead he checks on both of the men who are completely unconscious!

WINNER in 14:09: Francisco Lopez!

As we go to a commercial break, the fans are chanting for both men as the medical staff get Lopez onto a stretcher and cart him out. They get Ghensi onto one as the crowd switches over to “THANK YOU, GHENSI!” chants. As they cart him off, Ghensi raises a thumbtack-covered arm to what may be the loudest pop of the night!

[UKWF]

We comeback from a small intermission with all the focus being on the center of the ring, where Mark Storm and Declan Black stand with a microphone each to their hand, patiently waiting for the cheers and applause of the audience to dim down. Once it does, Declan gestures for Mark to take center stage, taking a step back and lowering his microphone to his side whilst Storm nodded at him with approval. He then raised the microphone up to his moisturized lips and began: 

Mark Storm: Ladies and Gentlemen, we stand before you as the most dominant tag team in United Kingdom Wrestling Federation! 

A thunderous roar was let out by those in attendance, who were in agreement of Mark Storm's statement, applauding him and in doing that, forcing him to take another pause. He allowed a smile to cement on his face, nodding his head, knowing full well that he was on the same wavelength as everyone in the arena. 

Mark Storm: We've proved that week in and week out, and a fortnight ago we reached a whole other level after defeating Drew Stevenson and Wulf Erikson, men who are accomplished within the tag team realm, and men who were in contention on pushing us off of our pedestal. But they didn't, and we remain, despite not having those tag team titles yet in our possession.. the most formidable team in United Kingdom Wrestling Federation. 

He spoke with honesty and sincerity, looking down at the canvas and shaking his head as he thought back to what transpired after their victory, chuckling before realigning his look to a more stern and serious look.

Mark Storm: But I guess some people, didn't want to admit that. Some people, weren't happy with that fact and thought they'd take action on those thoughts and attacked us from behind, like cowards do. And whenever the word coward is mentioned, it's quite obvious who that refers to. The Enforcers. 

Boo's echoed through the arena at the mention of their names and Storm continued to shake his head, turning to Declan to see his reaction, and he too, was shaking his head. 

Mark Storm: They thought they could just attack us and get away with it. Na-uh. Not on my watch, not on Declan's either! You picked a war with the wrong two men and now, you'll have to deal with the repercussions. You'll have to deal with us!

Declan Black: You guys need to understand something. Me and Mark, we're not here to play around. We're here, to be the best and I understand that we pose a threat towards you men. Because the fact is, we're better. Stella know's that, that's why she sent her errand boys to do her dirty work. And that's all you are fella's. Errand boys. You're Stella's bitches. 

The audience reacted with an 'ooo' moment and Black smiled, nodding his head. 

Declan Black: But soon enough, we'll make you ours. 

Cheers then ensued but that quickly turned into another chorus of boo's as emerging from the back were The Enforcers, who stood tall on the top of the entrance ramp, looking down at Storm and Declan who stood in the ring. Dropping their microphones, they invited the three men down, ready for a brawl to breakout and that's exactly what was about to happen! All three men are armed, Hunter with a lead pipe, Recoba with a chair and Arcane with a cane.

Rushing down to the ring, the three men slid into the ring and three on two brawl broke out, with blows flying everywhere and Declan and Storm doing well to fend for themselves despite being outnumbered. But eventually, the numbers game played it's part and Storm and Declan were struggling to fight back. 

All of a sudden, jumping over the barricade and sliding into the ring... it's DC Willand to the rescue to level up the playing field! A massive pop ensues as Wiland helps Storm, pulling Recoba off of him and tossing him aside, before connecting with a forearm smash on Arcane, and ensuing a war with him. All three men now had their individual targets but The Enforcers remained relentless, despite the surprising appearance of D.C Willand, they managed to stay on top. 

That was until, running down the entrance ramp, was UKWF newboy "The Ripper" Jack Tillman, who slid into the ring and made his mark instantaneously, grabbing Recoba and throwing him out of the ring. He then turns his attention on Hunter Storms, grabbing him by the hair, Irish whip to the ropes, Hunter bounces back and is met with a perfectly executed drop kick that sends him rolling to the outside. Arcane is thrown out of the ring by D.C Willand and all of a sudden, it's The Enforcers who are on the retreat up the entrance ramp, staring down at the four men who were leaning over the ropes, inviting them back in. Storm took a few steps back and picked up a microphone, turning back toward the Enforcers. 

Mark Storm: This is our world! This is our home! This is, our dynasty! 

Saying that, he was met with a warm reception from the audience who applauded the four men in the ring. 

[UKWF]

Six-Person Tag Match: Faith Rivers, Talia Areano & Jennifer Chase v GOZOKU, Erik Scorpion & Nate Krelle

The match begins with Scorpion and Areano electing to start for their respective teams. The two circle each other in the center of the ring before locking up in a test of strength. Scorpion uses his size to his advantage, maneuvering the collar-and-elbow tie-up in his desired direction, pushing forcing Areano into a neutral corner. He arrogantly smirks to himself as he slowly releases the hold under the official’s instruction. 

But he’s caught off guard when Areano quickly executes a drop toe hold, sending Scorpion crashing face-first into the very same middle turnbuckle she was pressed against moments prior. The Argentinian Scrapper wastes little time rolling her opponent up into the match’s first pin attempt. 

ONE! 

TWO! 

---Scorpion rolls his shoulder off the mat to escape. 

Areano drags Scorpion ankle-first across the canvas to make the tag to one of her partners this evening, Faith Rivers. Rivers drops an elbow across Scorpion’s knee, and then lifts him to his feet. She grasps him around the neck, presumably to go for a running bulldog… 

...but Scorpion powers out, dropping her back-first to the mat with a side slam. After he delivers a couple of stomps to the midsection of the Miami native, Nate Krelle shouts for Scorpion to tag him in. Scorpion, however, shows very little interest in tagging out at this point, considering he’s firmly in control. As Rivers rises to a seated position, Scorpion slaps on a sleeper on her to wear her down. 

Moments pass, and Rivers struggles to break free of Scorpion’s clutch. The fans cheer her on as she rises to her feet, delivering a trio of stiff elbow shots to her foe’s gut. Finally free, Rivers rebounds off the ropes and takes her winded opponent off his feet with an impactful spear. Rubbing her neck to try and help blood flow, Rivers goes to bounce off the opposite side of the ropes for a follow-up move… 

...but she doesn’t count on GOZOKU driving a knee into her back as she does so from his spot on the apron. The fans cheers quickly shift to jeers as Rivers collapses from the shot, while GOZOKU turns his back to the action in an attempt to trick the referee. While the ref tries to figure out what’s going on, Scorpion makes the tag to GOZOKU, making him the new legal man. 

GOZOKU circles the prone Rivers like a shark circling a wounded seal. He delivers a sharp knee drop to the back of his opponent - in the precise position the first knee connected - without a shred of mercy on display. Then another. Then another. The fans boo immensely as GOZOKU struts around the ring with his arms spread wide with arrogance. 

He kicks Rivers onto her back and places a foot on her chest. 

ONE! 

TWO! 

---Rivers kicks out of the disrespectful cover. Mildly annoyed, GOZOKU goes for a more traditional cover this time. 

ONE! 

TWO! 

---Rivers kicks out once more, before the referee can even attempt to slap the mat a third time. 

GOZOKU chuckles to himself as he shakes his head, perhaps thinking of what else he can do to punish this young girl. His attention is momentarily pulled from his handiwork as Jennifer Chase shouts something out at him that can’t quite be made out. The distraction offers enough time for Rivers to crawl toward her corner, and almost slap Areano’s outstretched hand… 

...but it’s quickly ripped away when Areano is pulled from the apron. The culprit? Erik Scorpion, who had snuck around the ring undetected to execute the devious plot. Angered by his interference, Chase drops from the apron and physically confronts him with hard-hitting punches and kicks. 

While this brawl’s occurring on the outside, GOZOKU lifts Rivers up on his shoulders in a fireman’s carry position, possibly looking to put an end to this encounter… 

...but Rivers escapes the hold, whipping GOZOKU into his own corner to try and get some distance between them. She glances over her shoulder and sees that both of her partners aren’t there - so she decides to follow up with a clothesline to the cornered GOZOKU. 

It connects, but what she doesn’t realise is Nate Krelle made a blind tag while her back was turned for that split second! He lines her up, and as she turns, Krelle launches at her with a superkick… 

...but he’s caught mid-move! Rivers counters with The Rivers’ End, driving Krelle down to the canvas. Now that Scorpion has been dealt with, Chase has returned to her corner - one hand is grasping the tag rope, the other is reaching out to the floored Rivers. The crowd erupts with support, trying to will Rivers over to her corner to make that match-changing tag. GOZOKU - who is still in the ring - identifies what’s happening, and desperately tries to prevent the tag from being made. 

But, it’s already too late. 

Chase explodes into the ring much to the crowd’s delight, driving a hard forearm into the face of GOZOKU. She gives Krelle the same treatment as he gets to his feet, this time with a leaping variation. The fans pop when Chase stops to pose for them momentarily, before her focus returns to the legal Nate Krelle. He staggers to his feet, right into the waiting sole of Chase’s boot. She connects with a spinning heel kick with such force, it echoes throughout Sportspark. 

Krelle crumples in a heap as Chase throws herself into a cover. 

ONE! 

TWO! 

THR-- Erik Scorpion has jumped into the ring, breaking the cover up with a double axe handle to Chase’s back. The official struggles to maintain control as Talia Areano re-enters the ring, gaining a measure of revenge on Scorpion when she smacks him in the face with a hard punch, before hitting her standing version of Slice of Heaven. 

She has very little time to enjoy it, however, as she’s hit with a forearm shot from GOZOKU before being driven down with the Last Hazard. Witnessing this, Chase waits for her moment and strikes - a running Yakuza kick that floors the Japanese competitor. 

With the other four competitors out of commission, only Jennifer Chase and Nate Krelle remain in the ring. Chase drives Krelle into the corner with a spine-rattling turnbuckle spear, connecting with a concussion-inducing roundhouse kick. A groggy Krelle stumbles toward the center of the ring as Chase ascends the turnbuckle, leaping off with a double knee attack to complete Divine Instruments.  

She quickly makes the cover, hooking both legs. 

ONE! 

TWO! 

THREE! 

WINNERS in 11:32: Faith Rivers, Talia Areano & Jennifer Chase

The audience explode with excitement as Chase rolls off, rising to her feet as her music plays through the arena. A battered Talia Areano and an exhausted Faith Rivers roll into the ring to join her, and all three raise their arms in victory. 

As the trio exit the ring together, the disappointed and disgruntled GOZOKU and Erik Scorpion join their fallen partner in the ring. However, their partnership ended along with the match, as evidenced by what the pair does next. 

GOZOKU begins viciously stomping on Krelle out of sheer frustration, with Scorpion joining in soon after. GOZOKU orders Scorpion to lift Krelle to his feet, to which he complies. Scorpion restrains Krelle as GOZOKU tees off on him with hard closed-fist shots to the forehead, eventually busting him wide open. The gruesome assault concludes with Scorpion hitting his Stinger finisher on the defenseless Nate Krelle. 

The two men leave The Anti Trend in a bloody heap on the canvas.

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[UKWF]

Blaise Fader v Hunter Storms

To say this match does not have the best start for the former United Kingdom Champion would be an understatement; for, unlike Ace, Hunter is not afraid to take a page from the Enforcer book of strategy, and attacks his opponent before the bell even rings! Blaise, who at that point is still focused on soaking up the admiration and love of the fans, is therefore caught completely unaware, and the Fourth Enforcer (now third, after the events of earlier in the night) is able to score a couple of cheap hits, as he rams the Coventry native against a nearby guardrail, preventing her from going down along with the metal barrier just so that he can throw her against the ring apron! Then, as Blaise goes reeling backwards from the impact, he delivers the final blow, trapping her and connecting with an inverted DDT to the floor!

By this point, jeers are raining down thick and fast from the crowd in attendance at the UAE Sportspark, but – predictably – Storms does not seem too fazed by their overwhelmingly negative reaction. Much to the contrary, in fact – he makes a point of directing explicit and pointed words and gestures at them as he rolls his fallen opponent underneath the top rope and into the ring, officially getting the match under way!

No sooner has he shoved the former United Kingdom Champion into the squared circle than Hunter is on top of her again, connecting with a series of vicious stomps. These, predictably, bring the referee over to admonish Hunter, but – just as predictably – the Third Enforcer tells the official what he can do with his orders, landing another vicious stomp to Blaise's head as if to illustrate his point.

This strategy fails, however, to intimidate the referee, who continues to attempt to enforce the rules. Realising Hunter is not about to heed a polite request any time soon, the official therefore changes tack, threatening the Enforcer with disqualification if he does not relent his attack on Blaise. At first, it appears as though this will not work either, but after a long moment, Hunter appears to decide a disqualification loss will do nobody any good, and promptly steps off of Blaise, aiming one last stomp at her right arm for good measure.

Nor does the hired muscle of the New Management Enforcers allow this respite to last too long; much to the contrary. As soon as enough time has elapsed for the referee's orders to be considered 'heeded', Hunter is back on offence, stepping in towards Blaise and pulling her to her feet. Still groggy from the attack from earlier, the woman who took it upon herself to single-handedly stand up to the NME is, in this instance, powerless to avoid being flung into the turnbuckle with a reverse STO! Blaise connects face-first, and Hunter allows himself a moment to strut around the ring, riling up the crowd and soaking in the boos his actions elicit.

The Enforcer knows, however, that it is not advisable to take his focus off of his opponent for too long, and soon turns his attention back towards Blaise. Seeing that the former UK Champion is just then beginning to groggily push herself up to a vertical position, Storms then steps in and quickly pulls Blaise in, trapping her head between his legs before lifting her up into a powerbomb position. Then, before Fader can put up any kind of resistance, he connects with his trademark turnbuckle powerbomb, the Spinal Adjustment, drawing a scream of agony out of Blaise as her back connects with the steel post!

Hunter, however, is predictably not about to show his opponent any mercy, and instead continues to wear Blaise down, notably by placing a foot across her throat as she slides down the turnbuckle post and into a seated position. This, like before, brings the referee over, but once again, Hunter is defiant enough to hold the illegal choking manoeuvre in place until the last permissible second, releasing only after the referee has reached the count of 'FOUR'!

Also like before, it does not take the Third Enforcer too long after releasing the hold to be back on offence. Like before, the 'muscle' of the corporate group brings the groggy fan-favourite to her feet, this time connecting with a sitout suplex slam, which causes Blaise to faceplant onto the mat! Then, as the UK Champion rolls over onto her back, writhing in agony, the Third Enforcer quickly scales the turnbuckle, stalling at the top for a moment, to soak in the boos of the crowd, before leaping off with a big elbow drop, which connects flush with Blaise's midsection!

Not happy with leaving it at that, however, and clearly wanting to deliver a message on behalf of his group, Hunter is quick to push himself to his feet once more and turn back towards the turnbuckle. As he had done a moment before, he then quickly makes his way to the top turnbuckle, stalling a moment as he sizes his opponent, before leaping off with a frogsplash! The move connects, and Hunter lands on top of Blaise, quickly hooking the leg for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

---NO!! Blaise kicks out before the count of three!

The crowd at the UEA Sportspark lets out a sigh of relief as Hunter's intentions are foiled, through sheer resilience, by the former UK Champion. Though visibly irritated that his combination of moves failed to put Blaise away, however, the Enforcer does not let his anger blind him, and is soon back at work on Blaise, bringing her to her feet and spinning her around to face him once more. He pulls her in, traps her head under his arm, and lifts her up for a brainbuster...

...but the former Champion manages to somehow twist her body in mid-air, and lands on her feet!!

The crowd roars as Blaise lands behind a stunned Hunter, who turns around just in time to see the fan-favourite on her feet, smirking at him. A moment later, Blaise has connected with a headbutt, rocking the Enforcer and buying herself a way back into the match!

Having made her first, long-overdue impact, Fader seeks to build upon it. Taking advantage of the fact that her headbutt has thrown Hunter for a loop, the former UK Champion promptly capitalises by running in and nailing the Enforcer with a big boot! The Exocet connects, and Hunter goes flying against the ropes! Once again thinking on her feet, Blaise rushes in once again, and connects with a clothesline, sending the Enforcer over the ropes to the outside! Then, to the delight of the crowd, she takes a couple of steps back, gets a running start, and vaults over the top rope with a modified version of her Blaise of Glory senton bomb, landing straight on the recovering Hunter and throwing him right back down again! The Enforcer's head connects with the hard wooden floor of the UAE Sportspark games court, as the referee begins his standard count!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Blaise, who has taken a moment to shake off the effects of her daring and unusual move, rolls over onto her side, beginning to push herself up.

FOUR!

Blaise pushes herself to all fours, just as Hunter begins to stir beside her.

FIVE!

Blaise pushes herself to her feet, as Hunter continues to struggle to a kneeling position!

SIX!

Blaise steps in and 'helps' Hunter with his struggle, pulling him up by the hair!

SEVEN!

Blaise throws Hunter against the ring apron, handing him the receipt for his actions from earlier in the match!

EIGHT!

The Enforcer stumbles back, and Blaise takes advantage of his disorientation to trap his head between her legs, apply a double-underhook, and throw him overhead with her trademark alley-oop facebuster, the Fade Away....ONTO a piece of guard railing! Hunter crumples in a pile on the floor, and Blaise rolls underneath the bottom just as the referee counts...

NINE!

The former UK Champion's actions reset the ten-count for both athletes, and Blaise is therefore free to slip back underneath the ropes and retrieve the groggy Hunter on the outside. She picks the Enforcer up like a burlap sack – Storms not being conscious enough to put up a rection of any kind – and shoves him back into the ring, before stepping through the ropes herself and stepping in to loom over her fallen opponent.

With Hunter still barely putting up a reaction, Blaise is free to once again bring him to his feet, before pulling him close and dropping him with a huge side slam! She covers!

ONE!

TWO!

---Foot on the ropes by Hunter!!!

The fans express their disapproval as the Enforcer just about manages to escape what would otherwise have been certain defeat. Blaise, however, is less concerned, merely rolling through to her feet and leaning in once more to pick up her opponent. Once he is back to a vertical position, she once again pulls him close, connecting with a belly-to-belly suplex! Another cover ensues!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE---NO!!! LAST SECOND kickout from Storms!

The fans once again voice their frustration by way of a sonorous jeer, but – like before – Blaise seems strangely unfazed by Hunter's narrow kickout. Rather than protest or kick herself, she simply brings the Enforcer back to his feet, signalling to signify she is about to end it. Then, not wasting another moment, she drapes Hunter over her shoulders in a fireman's carry...

….WHICH THE ENFORCER ESCAPES!!! Storms somehow slithers out of the predicament, and quickly reverses Blaise's Coventry Blitz set-up into a bridging German suplex! The referee slides in...

ONE!

TWO!

---NO! Blaise kicks out!!

A huge cheer greets the UK Champion as both her and her opponent roll through to their feet, but – despite the fans' belief in her – Blaise is once again on the back foot as she pulls herself to an upright position. Even still, she attempts a clothesline, only for Hunter to dodge and pop up behind her. As such, when Blaise turns around, she finds herself getting pinned against the corner post by a huge discus lariat from the Third Enforcer! 

The Quarrel Bomber connects, but Hunter is not done. As Blaise's hits her head against the steel, her inertia causes her to bounce forward, and Hunter quickly capitalises. He traps Blaise's head between his legs, then, after stalling a moment, lifts her up, dropping her against the turnbuckle with a second Spinal Adjustment buckle bomb! The move connects, and Blaise cries out in pain, causing Hunter to once again draw the ire of the crowd.

The Enforcer, however, is as unconcerned with the reaction as ever, instead focusing on taking advantage of what he perceives to be his best chance to finish off the former UK Champion. It is with this in mind, and with the intent of ending things beyond any shadow of a doubt, that the Enforcer takes the groggy Blaise and begins to drag her up the turnbuckle, looking to connect off the top with a superplex.

Blaise, however, is obviously not willing to go quietly, and fights against Hunter's intetion every step of the way. The Enforcer, however, seems to have things well in hand, and promptly makes his way up the first turnbuckle, then the second. 

As the two athletes reach the third buckle, Blaise intensifies her struggling, connecting with wild punches to Hunter's chest and shoulders. Being just as strong as the Coventrian, however, Hunter is able to withstand the pain, and appears to still have the situation in hand as he steps forward and up, looking to place his foot on the top turnbuckle...

….AND GETS THROWN OFF WITH A HEADBUTT BY BLAISE!!!

The crowd roars as the Enforcer goes toppling to the floor and the fan-favourite escapes yet another predicament. Blaise, however, barely stops to acknowledge the reaction, or her own fighting spirit; knowing she has a match to win, and a golden opportunity to do so, she promptly dives off the turnbuckle with her signature senton bomb, the Blaise of Glory! Time appears to stand still as she soars through the air for a long moment...

….AND CONNECTS, crashing onto Hunter! 

The landing leaves the former Champion in a bad way, but her instincts kick in just enough for her to hook the leg, bringing the referee to his knees for the count...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

And Blaise Fader deals another blow to the NME!

WINNER in 11:48: Blaise Fader

Removed from the New Management Enforcers: Hunter Storms

After the match, Hunter seeks to attack Blaise, looking to score one over the former UK Champion and current scourge of the NME. Before he can engage the fan-favourite, however, a slim figure in a long, flowing cape comes rushing down the ramp, sliding into the ring. By the time Hunter realises what is going on, the Jew Blazer has connected with the Jewish Mallet - his Polish Hammer off the top turnbuckle - flooring the Enforcer. Blaise gives the Semite Superhero a brief nod and a smile as she escapes - which the Blazer returns - then does the same to MJ Bell, who is just coming down the ramp ahead of her match. A moment later, EMTs assist Hunter to the back, leaving the ring clear for the battle between the fan-favourite Jewish Bells and Storms' associates in the New Management Enforcers!

[UKWF]

MJ Bell & The Jew Blazer v NME

Straight from the off, it is obvious the animosity between the two teams has not decreased one iota with relation to previous weeks. All four competitors make a point of hurling insults at each other from their respective corners, and even when the legal people are chosen – The Jew Blazer volunteering for his team while Arcane pushes past Recoba to start for his – the tension is still palpable inside the UAE Sportspark.

Nor do the two men waste any time lunging at one another. For once forgoing his usual sporting attitude – an understandable choice, in view of the circumstances – The Jew Blazer immediately steps in towards Arcane, swinging a clothesline and seeking to draw first blood...only for his attempt to be swatted aside almost contemptuously by the head Enforcer, who counters it with a vicious headbutt!

The force of the blow sends Jew Blazer spiralling across the mat, and Arcane promptly capitalises, running in and dropping the Semitic Superhero with a running clothesline. Then, once the Blazer is floored, he begins to connect with vicious stomps, further wearing down the Maccabee Marvel. A deafeningly negative reaction erupts from the stands as the most hated man in UKWF lays the boot to the fan-favourite underdog, cavalierly disregarding the referee's intimations to relent. In fact, when the man in the stripes attempts to pull rank and assert his authority by threatening the head Enforcer with a disqualification, he instead finds himself at the receiving end of a threat of his own, when Arcane states he just might notify part-owner Stella Chalmers-Blythe of the official's behaviour, and have him released from his duties. Then, not paying the man any more attention, he once again turns towards The Jew Blazer, who has sought to take advantage of the commotion to get back to a vertical position.

No such luck for the Maccabee Marvel, however; when he does once again find himself fully upright, it is because Arcane brought him to his feet in order to hit another move. In this instance, the head Enforcer opts for a snap powerslam, which has the primary effect of taking the Blazer back down, so that Arcane may continue to stomp all over him!

To the Londoner's surprise, however – and the delight of the fans – the referee once again seeks to re-establish order in the match. In a further display of bravery, when Arcane once again repeats the threat from earlier, the man in the stripes retaliates with one of his own, stating that he can appeal to James Kensington, retain his job, and make life very difficult for the head Enforcer. This, in turn, has the predictable effect of making Arcane absolutely livid, and the Londoner's tone is heard audibly rising as he begins to make increasingly more vehement and pointed threats at the official.

Before things can really escalate, however, the groggy but still conscious Jew Blazer takes it upon himself to settle the dispute – though unwittingly. For just as Arcane is threatening to shank the referee's grandmother, the Semitic Superhero reaches in, and pulls his opponent into a rollup! The delighted referee drops down and counts!

ONE!

TW---NO! Arcane kicks out – with authority!

As the two men roll through to their feet, the head Enforcer is visibly not happy – though it is hard to tell if his anger is directed at himself for getting caught by the rollup, or at the Blazer for having the audacity to attempt it. Whoever the target of the Enforcer's wrath may be, however, its recipient is only one – The Jew Blazer, who gets 'helped' to his feet once again and hit with a vicious backhand slap by the infuriated Arcane. Like the headbutt before it, this move sends the Maccabee Marvel stumbling across the canvas, and – also like before – Arcane is quick to capitalise. A running European uppercut pins the Blazer to the corner, and a forearm across the throat does the rest, cutting off the Jewish superstar's circulation. The referee comes over, ready to start another round in what is clearly an escalating battle against the head Enforcer, but surprisingly, Arcane does not give him the chance; instead pulling his opponent out of the corner and closer to him. Then, without hesitating another moment, he lifts the Blazer up into a brainbuster...

...which the Maccabee Marvel manages to twist out of, landing on his feet!

The crowd roars as an initially confused Arcane slowly realises what happened, and promptly whirls around...straight into the path of a dropkick, which throws him against the corner post, the exact same spot occupied moments before by The Jew Blazer! The Enforcer connects with the steel back first, and the Maccabee Marvel wastes no time following up on his initial bout of offence; he runs into the corner, leaps up, and throws Arcane back across the ring with a hurricanrana!

Another roar erupts from the UEA Sportspark stands as Arcane goes hurtling across the ring and the Jew Blazer strikes back at the Enforcer for the damage suffered early in the match; still feeling the effects of that same damage, however, the Maccabee Marvel opts, perhaps wisely, to forgo any other attempts at offence, instead making a beeline for his corner. The fans grow even louder as the Semitic Superhero darts across the ring...

...only to relapse back into boos a moment later, as a just-conscious-enough Arcane grabs the Blazer's foot, halting his momentum...

...and back to wild cheering as the fan-favourite promptly swings his other foot around, connecting with an enzuigiri and prying himself loose from the Enforcer's clutches! Arcane goes hurtling back down to the mat, and the Blazer leaps forward to tag in MJ Bell!

The fans' cheers reach deafening volume levels as the UK Champion begins to climb the turnbuckle, all the while keeping tabs on the groggy Arcane below. She manages to reach the top buckle well before the Enforcer manages to get to his feet, however, and as a result, when Arcane finally staggers to an upright position, MJ is waiting to strike; as the Enforcer regains his bearings and turns towards her team's corner, the UK Champion lets fly with a missile dropkick, sending her rival down to the mat once more! The Fire Rain connects, and MJ covers!

ONE!

TWO!

---Arcane kicks out!

The crowd groan as the Enforcer kicks out, but take solace in the knowledge that their fan favourite still has the upper hand. MJ knows this too, and promptly seeks to make her advantage count as she attempts to twist Arcane into a sharpshooter position. Groggy from the hit to his temple, the Enforcer initially looks as though he will be unable to resist this; at length, however, he cottons on to what is going on and immediately begins attempting to counter the submission attempt. He manages to use his superior body strength to roll part of the way over onto his side, but MJ uses her own expertise to cinch the hold in tighter, seeking to retain control as she proceeds onto the last stage of it. However – much to the fans' disappointment – Arcane moves faster, pushing himself harder so as to roll over onto his back, breaking the hold attempt. Then, as soon as he pries his legs free, he connects with both feet to MJ's back, sending her reeling forward and buying himself some time to get up, with the help of the ropes.

The fans boo as the UK Champion is sent hurtling onto the ropes directly across from her, while the Enforcer grabs onto the opposite set, ahead of bringing himself to his feet. 

MJ is, however, equally as quick to turn around, scrambling to regain her position ahead of her opponent; as such, when Arcane himself steps onto the centre of the ring, the UK Champion is right there, waiting for him!

The next few moments see Champion and would-be challenger engage in a stare-down. The volume inside the UEA Sportspark reaches fever pitch as the two slowly circle around one another, eyes locked. Arcane directs a few inaudible, but no doubt pointed words at MJ as they do so, causing the Champion's already existent frown to deepen, but Bell does not rise to the bait; as such, it is up to the Enforcer to make the next move – which he promptly does, lunging forward with a big clothesline!

MJ, however, sees it coming, and promptly ducks underneath her opponent's attempted strike; aware of this, Arcane quickly pumps the brakes on his own momentum, whirling around to face MJ once again...

….just in time to be sent staggering back with a dropkick!!

The crowd erupts yet again as the Champion scrambles to her feet and lunges forward, seeking to keep her momentum going. Like her partner before her, she leaps up to hit her opponent with a hurricanrana, sending him hurtling across the mat yet again; unlike the Blazer, however, she then elects to keep her momentum going and vault onto the middle rope, from where she launches into a springboard moonsault leg drop! Arcane, who is in precisely the wrong position at the wrong moment – rolling over onto his stomach ahead of getting up – catches the brunt of the move, and finds himself at the receiving end of yet another pin attempt! The referee slides in and counts!

ONE!

TWO!

--NO!! Kickout by Arcane!

The crowd is once again deflated as the Enforcer kicks out, but MJ is not discouraged. Instead, she wears a look of determination as she starts over, this time putting some distance between herself and Arcane as she waits for him to pull himself up. As he does, briefly taking a knee as he shakes off the cobwebs, the UK Champion seizes her chance, rushing forward and connecting with a Yakuza kick to the side of the head! Arcane collapses once more, and MJ covers!

ONE!

TWO!

---NO! Kickout by Arcane!

Despite yet again being unable to bring her opponent down, however, the UK Champion retains her positive outlook, as she once again takes a few steps away from Arcane and waits for him to get up; then, as soon as he does and turns to face her, she pulls him down into an armdrag, sending him flying across the ring! She kips up to her feet and – at the insistence of her partner, who is leaning so far into the ring that he is virtually in it – goes over to her team's corner and once again tags in The Jew Blazer!

As Arcane once again pulls himself up to his feet, he is therefore confronted with an onrushing Maccabee Marvel, raring to retaliate for the events early in the match. The Semitic Superhero is, however, still out of luck, as Arcane sees him coming, drops down, and reverses his attempted offensive rush into a big back body drop! 

The Blazer hits the mat hard, but rather than continue to capitalise, Arcane coolly retreats to his corner to tag in Cross Reoba; clearly, now that he has exchanged blows with MJ Bell, the Enforcer's focus has shifted away from the match itself and towards the UK Champion!

Proof of this is that, immediately following the tag, Arcane drops off the apron, making a beeline for the opposite corner in pursuit of his rival. MJ, however, is well aware of this, and meets him halfway, dropping into a fighting stance as she prepares to engage him head-on. The fans reach fever pitch once again as Arcane lunges forward, and the two engage in a no-holds-barred ringside brawl!

As all this is going on, in the ring, Recoba has the Jew Blazer in a tight spot. Having retrieved the Maccabee Marvel as he was attempting to clamber to his feet, the second Enforcer promptly connects with a snap suplex, throwing the Blazer over. He them promptly rolls through to his feet and steps in close once again, dragging his opponent back to his feet once more before dropping him yet again, this time with a standard German suplex! The Jewish superstar goes flying over once again, and Cross repeats the process, stepping in and bringing the Maccabee Marvel to his feet before connecting with a suplex, this time choosing the Saito variant to complete his trifecta!

Seeing their favourite in a bad spot, the fans begin to pull for the Blazer, even as their attention continues to be drawn by the brawl between Arcane and MJ, which has, by this point, spilled over onto the crowd. Fans move out of the way of the two wrestlers as they attempt to continue following the action in the ring, clearing a path for MJ and Arcane as they stagger and stumble their way across the Sportspark sports hall, trading strikes.

As this is going on, in the ring, Cross has once again picked up the Blazer, and signalled for a vertical suplex, which he proceeds to set up a moment later. Having trapped the Blazer's head underneath his arm, he then promptly lifts the Maccabee Matvel up, stalling for a moment ahead of hitting the move...

...only to see the Blazer take advantage of these few seconds to twist his body and escape the predicament!

The fans roar as the Maccabee Marvel drops down onto his feet behind Recoba, and promptly reverses the momentum, pulling the Enforcer into a suplex! He bridges, and the referee slides in to count!

ONE!

TWO!

--Kickout by Cross!

As the two men roll through to their feet, the Maccabee Marvel seems encouraged by his ability to reverse the momentum, and promptly seeks to expand upon his small bout of offence by pulling Cross down into an armdrag! He keeps the Enforcer's arm trapped, and connects with two more, before kipping up to his feet, in a clear imitation of his partner moments before. This gets a small cheer from the crowd, followed by a considerably bigger one as the Blazer runs in to nail the recovering Cross with a big crossbody, taking him down once more! He stays on top of his opponent, and the referee slides in to count yet another pin attempt!

ONE!

TWO!

--NO!

Recoba survives yet again, but the Blazer is fired up by this point, and promptly connects with a standing moonsault, before the Enforcer so much as has time to react. Rather than stay down for another pin, however, he then promptly rolls through to his feet, pointing to the ropes enquiringly. A resounding 'YES' from the stands helps him make up his mind, and he nods, as if confirming his choice to himself, before vaulting onto the middle turnbuckle. From there, he scurries his way to the top, keeping tabs on Cross Recoba all the while. Then, as soon as he sees the Enforcer groggily stagger back to a vertical position, he launches off, twirling in mid-air as he twists his body around, to connect with a hurricanrana to the hapless Recoba! The Hannukahrana connects, and the Blazer hooks both of his opponent's legs for a pin!

From far away in the crowd, Arcane senses what is ocurring, turning around just in time to see the Blazer launch off the top! Acting quickly, he profits from an opening to floor MJ Bell with one of his trademark roundhouse kicks, before bolting through the fans back to the ring, where the referee is counting the fall!

ONE!

Arcane reaches ringside!

TWO!

He climbs onto the apron and scrambles through the middle rope....

THREE!

...but just too late, as the Blazer scores the underdog victory for his team!

WINNERS in 17:36: MJ Bell & the Jew Blazer

Arcane breaks the pin just a second too late, and is unable to contain his frustration as the referee raises the hand of an ecstatic Jew Blazer. He gives the Maccabee Marvel a pointed glower, but - surprisingly – chooses not to attack him, instead turning towards his own downed partner. He holds out a hand, helping Recoba up to his feet, and places both his hands on his fellow Enforcer's shoulders. Cross responds with a rueful, apologetic grin, which Arcane returns, before leaning in and whispering something in Recoba's ear.

No sooner does he cock his head to listen to his partner than the Enforcer's expression drastically changes. Recoba blanches, a look of panic crossing his face as he begins to babble incoherently to Arcane...

...just a moment before the latter lifts him up, dropping him onto his knee with the Magnum Opus!

The crowd gasp in horror at this betrayal of a man many considered to be close to the head Enforcer, but Arcane barely stops to admire his handiwork; instead, after no more than a few seconds of looming over the sprawled Recoba, he drops off the apron and roughly retrieves Katherrine Kensington's microphone, not so much asking for it as snatching it from the ring announcer's hand. Then, raising the implement to his lips, he speaks four simple, yet immensely impactful words:

Arcane: The Enforcers are history.

With that, he promptly drops the microphone on the UEA Sportspark floor, turns his back on the ring and begins to make his way towards the back, leaving the EMT team to check on the fallen Recoba in the ring and the equally unconscious UK Champion, still lying in the middle of the increasingly agitated fans. It is on an image of Cross being tended to that the feed cuts elsewhere.

[UKWF]

We are back to the ring where Neal Durden is standing, flanked by Lowri Moss. His hair a complete mess, he’s in street wear with a Lowri Moss hoodie. The fans make all sort of noises as he seems to be breathing heavily and touching his neck with his head held down. He looks like a kid that was caught in mischief. One final stroke of his hand on his head and he picks up his head and starts talking.

Neal Durden: I think I don’t have to explain my actions last time around. When I jumped to help Lowri, well… it explains itself. Now, every single one of you are waiting for another kind of explanation.

He looks at Lowri who gives him a stern look, while she has her arms crossed. He turns back to the crowd and continues speaking.

Neal Durden: I wasn’t around for the last three to four months and being honest…

Neal turned to Lowri and spoke.

Neal Durden: I’m sorry I left without notice. But there were things I needed to take care off.

Neal hangs on the top rope and takes his time before speaking again.

Neal Durden: You see…

But before any more words can be ushered by Neal, the woman and the giant of a man that were seen last time with Magdalena appear on the top of the ramp. Neal dropped the microphone as he and Lowri prepare to fight. Magdalena’s goons walk slowly towards the ring in a stalking manner, Neal and Lowri defiantly challenge the twosome, even when the two combined aren’t nearly as big as the giant.

Magdalena’s goons approached the ring and made it up to opposite sides of the ring, effectively dividing the attention of the Welch duo. It appears Neal and Lowri are communicating something between them. Magdalena’s goons made it up to the apron, but as soon as they did Lowri and Neal sprinted out of the ring and into the public, effectively avoiding the two people looking for them once more.

[UKWF]

Gaia Galanos (w/ Magdalena Waechter) v. Pat Gordon, Jr. (w/ Madman Szalinski)
THROW IN THE TOWEL MATCH

With Pat Gordon, Jr. and Gaia Galanos in the ring and their respective seconds in each of their corners, the referee calls for the bell. It’s worth noting that Madman Szalinski looks about twenty pounds lighter than he did during his match against Gaia. Regardless, he still seems in good spirits here tonight as he eggs on the crowd to get louder than they already are, which they do. He also pokes his head out around the turnbuckle post and talks some smack to Magdalena, who seems rather unamused with him.

Back in the ring, Gaia and Pat begin circling before they lock up in a traditional elbow and collar tie-up. Gaia transitions behind PGJR with a standing reverse into a waist-lock, but PGJR grabs her hand. He then transitions into an arm-wrench before holding her in a wrist-lock and punching her upper-arm multiple times. A move he calls the Boston Charlie Horse which the crowd pops for before he transitions straight into a side headlock. Gaia goes to bounce PGJR off the ropes, but he continues to hold on. In fact, he tightens the headlock. Gaia grips PGJR’s hand and transitions into a hammerlock. She looks hit a back suplex with his arm hammerlocked, but Pat Gordon, Jr. is able to use his foot to block the attempt then transition into a hammerlock of his own.

Our cameras catch Madman pull something out of his jacket from which he takes a swig. From this hammerlock, PGJR transitions right back into that headlock. He gets Gaia in the center of the ring, and hits a side headlock takedown, planting Galanos in the middle of the ring, and holding that headlock in there tight. Gaia uses her legs to grip his neck and lock in a leg scissors. PGJR quickly kips up out of the leg scissors before she can get it completely locked in though. As Gaia scrambles to her feet, she gets up to meet PGJR only to receive the Irish Kiss for her troubles, a stern headbutt to the face that sends Gaia stumbling back against the ropes. He rushes at her and sends her out of the ring with a clothesline. Gaia lands on her feet, but is clearly agitated from the exchange as she stands outside pacing with her hands on her hips. The camera shows Magdalena who is just watching rather revrently.

Meanwhile, back in the ring, PGJR calls for Gaia to get back into the ring. He even backs away from the ropes at the referee’s request, allowing Gaia to climb back in unhindered. She cautiously gets back in and they begin circling once more before locking up in the center of the ring. Gaia gets the better of this exchange pretty quickly when PGJR attempts to shoot the double-leg and Gaia sprawls down on top of him. She locks in a guillotine choke and attempts to roll around. Madman slams the mat, getting the crowd behind PGJR, and suddenly Pat is fighting to his feet. Unfortunately, Gaia puts him down with a sharp knee to the midsection. She then scoops his arm up over her head and hits a quick vertical suplex with a float over into what seems to be an attempt at a kimura, but PGJR fights out of it. Gaia attempts to transition into a full mount to begin raining punches down on him, but Madman shouts something at Gaia that causes her to lose her focus.

Gaia gets off of PGJR and seems primed to go outside to teach Madman a lesson. Unfortunately for her, Pat Gordon, Jr. stops her in her tracks when he grabs her in a waist-lock and hits a Snap Release German Suplex. PGJR seems ready to wrap this up as he seems to be trying to lock in the PAT Lock. As he’s trying to get the kimura locked in though, Gaia shows a surprising amount of flexibility when she’s able to get an effective knee strike to PGJR’s rib. It impacts him hard enough to allow Gaia to slip away. Pat is able to hold onto her arm, however. He then transitions Gaia into a hammerlock with her face-first on the mat. Once again, Madman takes a swig of a flask, as, this time, we indeed confirm it’s a flask. Gaia spins herself on the mat so that she’s out of the hammerlock, but PGJR puts her right back into the hammerlock. Madman takes another swig from his flask, but Gaia slips right back out of the hammerlock. She gets to her feet this time and backs away from PGJR who seems to be all over The Event Horizon tonight. Gaia looks out at her second, Magdalena Waechter, who surprisingly says something to her. What? We don’t know, but she actually shares something she’s noticing with Gaia. Gaia nods then, in a calmer manner, takes a stance and moves in toward PGJR.

When it seems as though they’re going to lock up again, Gaia catches Jr. in the leg with a rough low kick. He tries to shake it out of his leg, but by that time Gaia throws a wild Roundhouse that sends The Hardest Working Man in Wrestling to the mat like a sack of potatoes. At this point though, Madman Szalinski is on the other side of the ring standing right next to Magdalena just chatting with her. Well, more like at her because she refuses to answer. With that said, it’s easy to tell that with each word, Magdalena just wants to punch Szalinski out.

When the referee notices this, he asks Madman to return to his side of the ring and he gladly does so, but not before shooting one more snide remark in Magdalena’s direction. She scowls at him as he returns to his side.

Back inside the ring, Gaia is kneeing PGJR in the side, mercilessly. Once he realizes this, Madman focuses back on the match, slamming the mat once more to get the crowd behind PGJR. Unfortunately, Gaia just begins focusing her knees on Pat’s shoulder. Next, she locks in a Fujiwara Armbar to wear away at the limb. Having regained consciousness, Pat Gordon, Jr. is able to use Gaia’s Armbar to flip her over him into a crucifix pinning position and shove her off, rolling her away in a back somersault. He tries to hold her down long enough to lock the Rings of Tom Brady in, but she shoves him away. When he tries to keep on the offensive, he meets a European Uppercut that completely rocks him!

Gaia tears Pat Gordon, Jr. to his feet, kicks him in the gut, doubling him over. She then kicks him in the face causing him to stand upright again. She then spins and checks his gut again with a spinning back sidekick to the stomach, doubling him over once more. Gaia then picks up steam off the ropes and clocks Pat Gordon, Jr. in the side of the head with her patented Seismós Knee Strike. Apparently, the sharp part of Gaia’s knee busts PGJR open because when he hits the ground, his blood is on the canvas. At this point, all of the joking and laughing from Madman has ended as he gets up on the apron and tries to urge PGJR to get up along with the crowd. Unfortunately, by this time, Gaia is locking in the Sheba Devil Vise, and she locks it in tight. PGJR isn’t even conscious at this point, and even if he wasn’t anywhere near the ropes even if that could get him out of the hold. Gaia glares at Madman, and shouts viciously:

“Throw the fucking towel!”

Madman looks at the towel in his hand then at Gaia who seems rather pleased with herself as she knows Madman has no choice but to throw the towel.

“THROW IT!”

We can see Szalinski sigh before audibly apologizing to his unconscious friend. A second later, he throws the towel directly in Gaia’s face as the referee calls for the bell.

WINNER in 13:11 by STOPPAGE: Gaia Galanos!

Gaia smirks, seeming rather satisfied with herself as she releases the hold. She then gets up and Madman Szalinski immediately gets into the ring to check on Pat Gordon, Jr. Meanwhile, Gaia stands over the two of them as the referee warns her to back away. She doesn’t, but she also doesn’t attack. She just stands there, watching with a satisfied look on her face while holding Pat Gordon, Jr.’s now blood-soaked towel. Galanos rolls out of the ring and leaves with Magdalena Waechter. On her way up the ramp, Gaia puts Pat Gordon, Jr.’s towel over her head as she turns away and exits the arena to quite possibly the loudest boos of the night...

[UKWF]

UKWF North Sea Championship: Kincaid (c) vs Valkyrie

Before the bell can ring inside UEA Sportspark and Valkyrie rips across the ring to immediately kick Alex Kincaid in the face! The champion is staggered, dropping to his hands and knees as Valkyrie turns to stare wild eyed at the fans. She hits the ropes and comes back at him, but Kincaid pops to his feet and smashes one of his elbows into her face! Valkyrie rolls out to the floor, and Kincaid rolls backward as he spots an opportunity. He dashes across the ring and hits the ropes, looking for the suicide dive but Valkyrie slips back in with shocking speed and pulls the rope down to send him tumbling outside. Valkyrie hits the ropes and nails him with a baseball slide that sends him crashing into the barricade! The referee shouts at the two competitors to get back into the ring as it's started fast and heavy for the North Sea Championship!

Valkyrie storms around the ring, her fans going nuclear as she lines up Kincaid for another big shot! When he gets up she grabs him by the head and whips him into the ring again. She takes a second to collect herself, but in that moment Kincaid charges across the ring and hits the suicide dive he was looking for a moment ago! Valkyrie crashes into the barricade but doesn't go down and Kincaid grabs her by the collarbone, ripping a brutal slap across her face that sends her stumbling back into the corner of the crowd barrier. When he goes to pursue her though, Valkyrie snaps forward. She grabs him and charges down the length of the ring to hurl him all the way into the barricade on the other side! And then, when he starts to recover she runs in and hits him with a big running uppercut! Kincaid slumps, but The Great Dane Bitch isn't going to let him off that easy. She grabs him and does it again! She takes a moment to slide back into the ring, though the referee still hasn't rung the bell but when she notices Kincaid is moving again she slides back out to go on the attack. Sticking with what's worked so far, she grabs him and goes to throw him into the barrier again. This time Kincaid is prepared and at the last second he turns his hips, throwing her into the barricade!

Kincaid scowls and sends a wicked chop smacking into Valkyrie's chest! He roars into the crowd of booing fans, as the referee jumps outside and demands he bring it back to the ring. After months of battling back and forth though, Kincaid is too focused on trying to finish Valkyrie off to care. He shoves the referee out of the way – in an action that surely would have drawn a disqualification had we been officially underway – and charges again to smash Valkyrie in the face with an elbow but at the last second she pops up and smacks him in the jaw with a brutal headbutt! Kincaid wobbles, swinging a punch desperately at the stars he's now seeing and then falls facefirst to the floor. Valkyrie considers her options, shaking a few cobwebs out of her own head and then demands the fans get out of her way. They quickly retreat and she scoops up a steel chair from the audience, and heads after Kincaid. The referee tries to get in her way but she shoulders him out of the way before setting up the chair on the floor. She sits him in the chair and then backs away to the side of the ring. Then she charges at top speed, leaping at the last moment in a brutal crossbody to Kincaid! The steel chair and the pile of humanity collapses on the floor!

Valkyrie gets up, yelling for Kincaid to get to his feet. When The Bullet King rises he's immediately shoved back against the rail and hit with a flurry of open hand chops that drive him nearly back to a seated position. Then Valkyrie pulls him backward yanking him up and over in a devastating suplex that drops him down across the ring apron! Kincaid drops to the floor holding the small of his back as Valkyrie gets into the ring. She sights the North Sea Championship, still laying in the ring where Kincaid dropped it during his entrance and she scoops it up. She walks to the apron and holds it high in the air. Kincaid gets up on his hands and knees, staring up over the ropes in horror at a possible vision of the future as his opponent waits for him to enter the ring. Kincaid gets up, holding the small of his back, and looks like he's thinking about just leaving the ring before his expression hardens and he heads back inside.

The bell finally rings! The two of them meet in the middle, trading forearms, but Valkyrie quickly takes control of the exchange and tosses him into the corner. Before Kincaid can get his hands up to defend herself, she whips around and clicks him in the side of the head with a wicked roundhouse! Kincaid drops and she dives onto him for the first cover of the match!

ONE!

TWO!

THR- NO! The first count of the match is a dangerously long one and there's a look of panic on Kincaid's face as he kicks out hard enough to come up to a seated position. He holds the side of his head, gritting his teeth and trying to stop the pounding in his ears but before he can recover Valkyrie yanks him back to the middle of the ring by his leg. He tries to pull it back, angling back and forth on his hips but Valkyrie lowers her base to keep her grip before she laces up his leg and drops into a kneebar! It's not quite Forfærdelig, but it's close and Kincaid cries out in pain! He reaches desperately for the ropes, but Valkyrie's got him pulled back too far to be able to reach them. Desperate, he starts throwing short kicks to Valkyrie's face with his other foot until she's forced to relinquish the hold. Valkyrie moves back, as Kincaid uses the ropes to hop back up on one shaky knee. He's testing it gingerly when Valkyrie comes back in on the attack. He suddenly turns toward her, and cracks her in the mouth with one of his big Devil Trigger elbows! Valkyrie is staggered, only for him to crack her with another! Than another!

Valkyrie drops to one knee and Kincaid takes a second to shake off his knee. Once he's confident it's fine, he grins wickedly at his opponent being in a vulnerable position. He gives her a short slap to the side of the head. Then another! He grabs her by the hair and yells something in her face, pulling back one of his hands. He spits across it and lines her up for a final shot but when he goes for the slap Valkyrie gets her arm up to black the shot. She then pops it upward, rising to her feet with a wicked palm strike that breaks his grip! She follows him, grabbing him by the back of the head and hitting him with a series of muay thai knee strikes before sending him across the ring. When he comes back, she grabs a hold of him to whip him over with a brutal powerslam! Valkyrie makes another cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO! Another long two count as Kincaid gets a shoulder up. . Valkyrie looks for the kill again, pulling him up to his feet and kicking him in the gut. He doubles over and she wraps her arms around him to look for Freyja's Justice! But Kincaid has it scouted, spinning out and under to grab a hold of her wrist. He suddenly pops up, smacking her in the jaw with a bicycle knee strike! Valkyrie is left staggered in place, Kincaid still with a hold of her wrist. He pulls her in and hits another knee! He backs across the ring and then goes to run back in to look for another big elbow but this time Valkyrie throws up a superkick! But Kincaid, having been countered during charges repeatedly during their rivalry, is ready! He catches the foot and shakes his head at her. He lifts her leg up into the air and then violently swings it forward to slam her facefirst into the mat! He then dives, rolling over his shoulder to snatch her leg and then roll back his feet! He carries it through and turns her over into The Straight Shooter!

Valkyrie grits her teeth and looks for the ropes, but this time it's Kincaid who pulls her back into the middle of the ring. He looks back at her with wild eyed intensity, screaming out a demand that she tap out. He lowers his hips, really yanking up on her knee and Valkyrie shouts in agony! But then, she forces herself forward toward the ropes. She crawls on her hands, pulling him toward the ropes. He shakes his head and tries to push back against her but there's no stopping her. Valkyrie eventually makes it to the ropes! Kincaid shakes his head at the referee and uses every second of the ref's five count before letting go of the hold. When he lets go and throws Valkyrie's leg at the mat before aggressively scooping her up off the mat and hooking her in a facelock. He yanks her up into the air and plants her with a brainbuster! He makes his first cover of the match!

ONE!

TWO!

Valkyrie kicks out! Frustrated, Kincaid pounds a hand on the mat and argues with the referee. The ref tells him again it was only a two count and Kincaid moves back to his opponent. He grabs Valkyrie's hand and turns it over slowly, locking her wrist at an awkward angle before pinning her hand against the canvas. Then, while she's still dazed he gets to his feet and takes a step back before he gives her a wicked kick to the elbow! Valkyrie winces and rolls over to a seated position. He doesn't hesitate following with her to grab a hold of her arm again. Valkyie goes to throw some elbows behind her to buck him off but Kincaid manages to get close enough to the blows that they don't have too much of an effect. He puts a knee into the small of her back and pushes her to the canvas, putting his full weight down on her and again pulling her arm back behind her. With Valkyrie pinned on the canvas he again turns her wrist and begins manipulating her fingers. He pulls and torques them back and Valkyrie struggles to get free. Then, as he did a few weeks before, he goes to bite her fingers!

But Valkyrie is ready! She suddenly violently shifts her weight to the side and slides from under him! Kincaid goes to grab a hold of him but she's throws a leg up and nails him in the side of the head with a kick! Another! Then another! Kincaid retreats back and Valkyrie follows him, nailing him with a series of brutal right and left alternating elbows that have him desperately covering up. But when she whips her hips around to look for the final spinning shot of Stormforce he ducks underneath and leaps up to whip her into the mat with a snap hurricanrana! Valkyrie sits up, and suddenly Kincaid leaps at her to nail her in the face with a Sliding Devil Trigger! He hooks a leg!

ONE!

TWO!

Valkyrie kicks out! Kincaid grits his teeth, frustrated, and looks around the ring for his next plan of attack. Finally he walks to the corner of the ring and ascends the buckle to look for his signature frog splash! Valkyrie gets to her feet and turns slowly, but then suddenly explodes into motion to run across the ring and push at his legs. He falls off the buckles and crotches himself on the top buckle. She scales the ropes and looks to hook him for a superplex, but in her dazed state she's slower than usual and he uses the time to slip off the ropes and land underneath her. He reaches up, grabbing her across his shoulders and walking to the middle of the ring to instead look for the Red River Crossing! But Valkyrie slips off and lands on her feet. She wraps her arms around him and hauls him over into a german suplex! Kincaid lands high and hard on his neck, but Valkyrie isn't done! She rolls with the move and keeps the waistlock on. She pulls him over and slams him down with another german suplex! Kincaid reaches his hands out and tries to grab the ropes again, but Valkyrie pulls him back up. He changes strategy, fighting as hard as he can to break the waistlock but it's no use as Valkyrie throws him with a final german suplex that sends him flipping over to land hard on his face!

There's no cover from Valkyrie as she crosses the ring and looks for the killing blow. She waves at him to get up, seeing an opening for Freyja's Punishment! He crawls to his hands and knees and she rushes across the ring. Just before contact though he rolls under the ropes and lets himself flop to the floor. Valkyrie follows him out to the floor and when he gets up to his feet she runs the length of the ring before leaping into the air and delivering a massive flying Rolskide Kiss! Kincaid drops like a stone as the crowd erupts. Valkyrie grabs him and throws him into the ring, not giving him a seconds rest, and she lines him up for the massive punt kick for a second time! This time though, when she charges in Kincaid suddenly grabs the referee by the waist of his pants and pulls him in. Valkyrie stops at the last second before she crashes into the referee and Kincaid takes advantage of the split second distraction to crack her with a superkick! He falls on top of her for a cover! The referee shakes his head, disgusted, but drops to count the fall!

ONE!

TWO!

But Valkyrie will not stay down! Kincaid pulls her up, struggling with his still aching back from where he was dropped on the apron earlier in the contest.He again looks to pick her up in a fireman's carry and again he finds himself quickly countered as Valkyrie drops to her feet behind him. He pivots around before she can look to suplex him again but Valkyrie responds by thowing a jumping boot to his face that leaves him staggering around on shaky legs. When she goes to close her advantage he hits her with a big right hand that has her staggered too. But Valkyrie's the more physical of the two competitors, taking the shot and grinning savagely before nailing him across the chest with a big chop! Kincaid doubles over for a second, holding his chest and cursing before he steps in and nails another big right hand! The referee shouts at him to keep the hand open but no punish he could possibly inflict would be worse than the absolutely blistering shot he eats a second later from The Great Dane Bitch! Kincaid suddenly goes low though and nails a wicked dropkick to the front of her knee that brings her down to a kneel. He then hits the ropes, dashes forward and hits a front dropkick to send Valkyrie rolling out to the floor.

Kincaid rolls out to the floor and wipes at his nose to check for blood before going back on the attack against Valkyrie. He grabs her by the wrist and puts her up against the buckle, but Valkyrie starts throwing quick kicks at his gut to make distance. Kincaid is patient and finds an opening, batting her legs away and lacing her arm through the metal crowd railing. He takes a few steps back and then dashes forward, kicking her right in the elbow! Valkyrie rolls away, holding her arm and letting loose some dane that probably wouldn't it to tape if it were to go untranslated. Kincaid keeps up his pursuit, and Valkyrie is left to use one hand to try and defend as that's the second time in the match he's gone after that same elbow.

Valkyrie is nothing if not resiliant though and he's throwing forearms at him the entire time he walks her down. He grabs her and rolls her inside, before heading back in to keep the attack on. He throws a few short punches to her, planting a knee in her stomach to keep her pinned. He grins at the crowd, and throws a mocking shot to Valkyrie's face. Even from her back, she's dangerous and she throws up a slap of her own that leaves him shaking his head back and forth. When she goes to do it again though, Kincaid is ready. He snatches her arm and pivots into a cross armbreaker! He's close to the ropes, his body between Valkyrie and the easiest route to her escape. She fights her way backward, trying to pull him clean across the ring to get to the other side but by the way Kincaid is ripping at her arm she can't last much longer! She raises a hand in the air and the audience boos, begging her not to tap out.

Valkyrie rolls to her side though, stacking Kincaid up but The Bullet King is prepared and arcs his hips back to keep the armbar on. Valkyrie glares defiantely at him, murder in her eyes and then to his surprise starts to lift him off the mat. Kincaid's eyes go wide in shock as he tries his hardest to pull on her arm. But Valkyrie hauls him up – lifting far more than her own body weight – into the air before letting him go at the top of the arc and hurling him to the canvas with a shocking Allfather Drop! Both of them are on the down, Kincaid looking completely unconscious and Valkyrie taking a moment to shake some life into her arm. She crawls backward and lays her back across Kincaid but with her arm still useless for the moment she's unable to hook a leg.

ONE!

TWO!

Kincaid gets a foot across the ropes! The referee calls off the count and Valkyrie shakes her head irritated, and gets to her feet. She smacks her elbow against the turnbuckle over and over again to force some feeling back into it. Meanwhile, Kincaid starts to stir and make his way back to his feet. The fans boo and the camera turns toward the entrance ramp where Alyssa Kincaid comes running on down the ramp! Valkyrie – still expecting Alyssa to be in the hospital – instantly tears out of the ring to go after her. Alyssa runs around the ring as fast as she can with Valkyrie in close pursuit with the massive dane quickly making up the distance. She dives into the ring and Valkyrie quickly follows her. Kincaid suddenly flies into frame from the apron, looking to take advantage of the distraction with a springboard elbow but Valkyrie sees it coming and hits him with a kick to the stomach on the way down! She wraps him up and has him in position for Freyja's Justice! But Alyssa slaps her across the face! Valkyrie glares at her and Alyssa grins wickedly before winding back her hand to do it again but Valkyrie catches her hand. She throws Kincaid away and steps forward as Alyssa shakes her head and begs Valkyrie to let her go. But instead, Valkyrie cracks her in the head with a headbutt! Alyssa goes down like a ton of bricks!

But Kincaid takes advantage! He suddenly hops off the mat and snares Valkyrie with his legs, flipping her backward with a brutal reverse hurricanrana! Valkyrie's head hits the mat at a sickening angle! He rolls up and grabs at her legs stacking her up for a pinfall!

ONE!

TWO!

But yet again Valkyrie kicks out! The crowd goes bananas as Kincaid hops to his feet and shouts in the referee's face, protesting the count. The ref gives as good as he gets, holding two fingers in Kincaids face and warning him to focus on the match. Kincaid turns and goes to finish Valkyrie off, slowly hauling her up to her feet. It's a struggle though, as he's spent from what has so far been a grueling match. Valkyrie shoves him backward and Kincaid moves with the blow, bouncing off the ropes and leaping into the air to look for another elbow. Suddenly, she twists to the side and just barely gets out of the way of the blow. Kincaid sits up, surprised, and Valkyrie leaps onto him to snare an armbar of her own!

Kincaid wildly kicks his feet and tries his best to get out of the hold. He can't quite get there though, with his feet just a few inches from them. Finally he's forced to roll to his knees as she did. He reaches his other hand across her hip and claws at her eyes, to the protests of the referee. Valkyrie releases the hold and Kincaid snatches her off the canvas, roaring threats in her face and vowing to finally finish her off. But suddenly Valkyrie shoves him backward and smashes him in the face with a devastating superkick! She makes a cover!

But there's no count from the referee? Alyssa Kincaid has made her way up onto the apron, trying to get into the ring and distracting the ref. The fans count along to an imaginary count, nearly reaching seven before Valkyrie gets to her feet and realizes what's happening. Unsteady on her feet though she is, Alyssa quickly hops to the floor to escape immediate retaliation from her husbands opponent. Valkyrie, this time, knows better than to be distracted. She ignores her for now and scoops up Kincaid. She shoves him back into the corner and lifts him to the top rope. She winces, looking at her arm again where Kincaid did damage earlier. Then she climbs up and hooks him to go for a superplex. But then, Kincaid reverses the move and slams her facefirst off the ropes to the mat! Valkyrie hits hard, holding her face and starting to get to her feet. Kincaid gets his feet on the top rope and stands up, flying through the air and crashing down on her with a wicked frog splash to her back that smashes her into the ground! He gets up, stumbling back and forth for a second before he looks down and sees another opportunity. He turns and uses the last of his energy to bolt to the corner and scramble to the top rope. He stands to his full height, savouring the moment and then flies From On High! The frog splash connects again!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

WINNER in 20:22: Kincaid

Kincaid rolls off his opponent, grinning with manic energy through the ropes at the camera. He gets to his feet and heads to the ropes, checking on Alyssa out on the floor. She cheers him on and he nods, satisfied, before moving to the referee to get his hand raised to mighty boos from the crowd. The ref hands him his belt and he walks to the corner, climbing to the second and holding it high to mock the disgusted English fans. He hops down, walking across the ring to the other side and standing up on the ropes to hold it high one more time. On the ground, Valkyrie has begun to stir.

Kincaid spots his opponent moving and grins. He hops to the ground and walks over to her, squatting down to hold the title in her face as she starts to get some life back in her. Valkyrie stands up in front of him and so does Kincaid. He shakes his head at her, mouthing off and saying something to her the camera doesn't pick up. Then, mockingly, he extends a hand for a handshake. Valkyrie stares at his hand for a moment, and then looks out at the crowd. Then she extends a hand and takes it. Kincaid shakes, still running his mouth, and then goes to turn away.

But Valkyrie doesn't let go! Kincaid realizes what's happening to late, and when he turns around he gets nailed with a thunderous low blow from Valkyrie! He drops, holding his groin and Valkyrie takes a few steps back before charging him and smashing him in the face with a devastating Freyja's Punishment punt kick! Kincaid is out! After months of running, Valkyrie has finally taken her revenge! The last thing we see is her standing tall with a building full of fans going nuts for her while the North Sea Champion is laying unconscious on the canvas!