Post by Avery Quinn on Aug 29, 2017 1:44:48 GMT -5
The show begins outside of the building where the winner of No Man’s Land, Brandon Banks, is seen making his way toward the entrance of the Saratoga Performing Arts Center looking much healthier than usual. The only emotion on BB's face is determination as he carries his bag filled with his in-ring gear, ignoring the fans cheering and booing him. He stops his pace and rolls his eyes just as Aleks Parker makes her way toward the hall of fame wrestler, a microphone in her hand and a smile on her face.
Brandon stares at her blankly as she asks him his thoughts on the Grand Prix, to which Banks replies with “I feel like I been waitin’ forever for this shit, bruh. As much fun as that jawn was for everyone else? It sure as hell wasn’t something I enjoyed. You know how much sh*t I personally been through since this whole thing started?"
He stops himself, not wanting to get into detail on those subjects.
"Have you ever had to sit back and wait to get something you’ve already earned, Aleks?” He asks.
Aleks shakes her head no and Banks continues with “It’s annoying. Mad annoying. It’s like December 23rd and you’re waitin’ for Christmas, and then you get a day closer, but it’s still not Christmas. It’s Christmas freaking Eve. Then you gotta wait another full f*uckin’ day and when Christmas finally comes and you rush down the steps to check your presents…” a short pause, “...socks. That’s how I feel about the Grand Prix.”
Feeling himself getting frustrated, Banks flutters his eyes and goes to walk away, but the persistent Aleks Parker isn’t letting him get away so easily. She asks Brandon if he has a favorite in tonight’s opener which got him to stop his pace. He turns around to face Aleks and says “It really doesn’t matter, bruh. I know that’s a cliche answer, but it really doesn’t matter. I don’t care if I gotta run through Vince Steele’s big ass, or if I gotta kick the cock----iness out of Izzy’s mouth. Either which way? Brandon Banks wins.”
Aleks goes to ask Brandon another question, but he immediately shuts her down and tells her “not tonight” before he continues his steady pace, passing thousands of screaming and booing fans on his way to the entrance.
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Great American Grand Prix Semi Finals
Vince Steel vs. Izzy Anders
After finally getting a day of rest Izzy was looking fresher than she was on Friday while on the other hand Vince was still looking a bit beat and sore. Steel was still favoring his ribs and moved a bit slower than usual. These were all things Izzy took into account. Anders didn't shy from confrontations with her much larger opponent and instead opted to pepper his lower half with stiff kicks. When Vince finally got a hold of Izzy he didn't have the same explosive power. He got in some offense and sent Izzy to the mat with a body slam and followed it up with an elbow drop but then grabbed at his own ribs afterward. Izzy saw her target and took it. She picked up where Xavier left off working on the big man’s sides. This slowed Vince down even more and Izzy kept on the grind. Vince’s moves went from being on the offensive to just a defensive front to stay in the game. Eventually the wear of “No Man’s Land” and the Great American Grand Prix got to him and Izzy was able to land “Capetown Sunset” (540 kick) and got the three count.
Winner: Izzy Anders
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The scene opens up backstage where SAP's new superstar CJ Cross is seen in street clothes leaning up against a wall with his cell phone in his hand. He is in the middle of phone call, as the first voice heard is Celeste Spirit, who is on speaker phone on the other end.
Celeste: Did you remember to purchase our Powerball tickets for tonight before you left? I need my own island CJ!
CJ figured she would bring this up, ever since he posted to Twitter a few days ago, her mind has been racing with what she could do with that 500 million... which included buying a wolf.
CJ: Yes I did, so until tonight you can continue to dream. Just do not let you dreams get in the way of getting ready for your big tag match tonight.
Celeste had a tag match for HKW tonight and CJ has a match tonight for SAP, the two were not able to be there to support one another.
Celeste: Don't worry, I am more than ready to put TCB in her place after what she did to me last time around. Took me forever to get that glue and glitter out of my hair!
CJ: You sparkled for days sweet heart!
CJ chuckles a bit, but as you would figure, she did not find it one bit amusing.
Celeste: Smartass! Maybe you should focus on your match instead of trying to be a comedian!
Before CJ can respond to her, a shadow casts upon him which makes CJ look up from his phone and to the figure that is standing in front of him.
CJ: Umm Celeste, I got to let you go, I will call you after my match.
He may get in trouble for this later, but he hangs up the phone before she can say her goodbyes. CJ leans off the wall before sliding his cell phone back into his pocket. When the camera pans back, the camera shows a police officer standing in front of the young superstar.
CJ: Can I help you officer?
Was it the August heat? Or nerves that were making beads of sweat form on his forehead. It is more so the nerves as to make a long story short, CJ who is only 18 years old was taken to Las Vegas not to long ago by a good friend. CJ was worried about being too young to gamble, but she did not care. She snuck him into casinos and even won him a bit of money which he spent on a ring for Celeste, which has her name engraved on it, a ring in which he was pushed into buying by said friend. A ring that CJ doesn't even know if he wants to give to her in case it complicated things even more.
Officer: You do know this area is only for SAP staff and wrestlers right? I am going to need to see your access pass.
The street clothes probably threw him off and brought attention onto him, the age did not help CJ either.
CJ: But I am a wrestler, here, check for yourself.
CJ digs out his pass out of his other pocket and hands it to the officer who checks it over for a moment before handing it back to CJ with a slight nod.
Officer: Sorry about that Mr. Cross, just had a few problems earlier with some kids so we just need to be sure.
CJ takes his pass back in his sweaty palm before he nods to the officer, feeling his anxiety level come back down.
CJ: I understand, you just have to do your job.
Officer: Indeed, thank you for your cooperation and good luck tonight.
CJ: Thanks.
CJ nods his head a bit as he spoke. The officer then heads on off leaving CJ to stand there by himself and slightly shake his head and mumble.
CJ: Trixie, I'm going to kill you..
CJ then begins to walk away from the camera as it follows him a bit down the hall before the camera begins to fade away.
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Raven Monetta vs. Romeo King
Romeo came out strong in this one using his size and experience to his advantage. Raven stuck through it though and managed to avoid all of his big attacks. The match went to the outside where Romeo rammed Raven into the ring post but she made it back into the ring at the nick of time. Once back in the ring Romeo lifted her up for “King Me” (Go to Sleep) but Raven slid down behind him and rolled him up for the three count.
Winner: Raven Monetta
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[The camera cuts to a backstage locker room area where we can now see Adalynn Duncan doing some stretches before her ten person tag team match. She stops her stretching for a bit as she begins to speak to the camera.]
Adalynn Duncan: Well tonight is really something isn't it? After a week of going out there literally night in and night out, in the Great American Grand Prix, we finally end the week here with North by North Atlantic. Big matches all over the card, big time feel from the moment it was announced, and a big opportunity, just in this case not for me...
[Adalynn shakes her head in disgust at herself and rolls her eyes before looking back up at the camera.]
Adalynn Duncan: Was qualifying for the GAGP a huge deal? Sure. Was walking into the week an underdog to many, and still pulling out three wins a damn nice focal point. Yeah, no doubt. But was it enough? Did I end up with a chance to fight tonight for the National Championship? The answer is flat out, no! Three wins on a grand stage sounds damn good and fine, except when four and possibly five is what is needed to actually get something out of it.
[Duncan chuckles to herself for a moment before her faces is overtaken with a huge devilish smirk.]
Adalynn Duncan: But what exactly did it earn me? Well for tonight it earned me a spot in the infamous SAP ten person tag team match. It earned me a spot to fight alongside my tag team partner from The Killers. It earned me a spot to fight with Nora Harris who is coming in hot to make a name for herself here in SAP. And it also earned me a spot to fight alongside the Bestie. In essence what it earned me, was a win! With a line up like that can you really even consider there be a chance my team doesn't pull this out?
[She chuckles to herself once again shaking her head at even the thought of her half of the team taking a lose tonight.]
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CJ Cross vs. Mitch Parker
CJ wanted to start this match out at his pace but Mitch slowed him right down with a headlock he wouldn't let go of. Mitch took Cross to the mat and tried to grind him out. Cross wasn't going to take it and started to work back to a vertical base. Once back up to his feet Cross started to take control of the match. He landed a few suplexes in succession on Parker which left him a bit dazed. Cross went to the top for a moonsault but Mitch rolled out of the way. Mitch tried to gain control of the match back but Cross still kept the momentum despite his setback. From there it was smooth sailing for CJ to hit the “High Cross” (crucifix powerbomb).
Winner: CJ Cross
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The show cuts backstage, to where the SAP International Tag Team Champions are standing by with Aleks Parker. Both Annie Zellor and The Crimson Baroness have the SAP titles, and the WCS tag titles with them, a belt over each shoulder as the interview starts.
ALEKS PARKER: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with the SAP International Tag Team champions, The Small Boob Wrecking Crew. First off, Annie, well done for your performances in the Great American Grand Prix.
ANNIE ZELLOR: Thanks Aleks. But that’s just a case of so close, but so far.
ALEKS PARKER: Second place in your group is nothing to be ashamed of.
Both SBWC members laugh at the comment, prompting Annie to explain.
ANNIE ZELLOR: I’m not ashamed though. I went out there every night and gave it all I had, I proved the fans wrong almost every time – it’s just, like, that one mistake against Izzy cost me in the end.
THE CRIMSON BARONESS: On the plus side, it means you only have one match tonight instead of three…
Annie nods her head, before giggling.
ANNIE ZELLOR: Always a good thing. But I’ve missed out on the Great American title, and the match against Brandon, and the National championship. Which all really, really sucks. But it means we get to focus on these–
The SBWC members each pat the belts on their shoulders.
THE CRIMSON BARONESS: –and the chance to face The Satsujin Triad. And to piss off the SAP fans by once again defending these titles.
ANNIE ZELLOR: And making sure The Satsujin Triad get wrecked!
Annie briefly pulls a #grrface for the camera.
ALEKS PARKER: Last time around you managed to defeat The Reeds for your first defense, are you confident going into this match too? You two do have some history with The Satsujin Triad to consider too…
ANNIE ZELLOR: That was never about them.
THE CRIMSON BARONESS: That was just a big f**k you to Project Venom. But we’ve gifted them one title reign, sweetie, we’re not about to let them win more belts…
ANNIE ZELLOR: Especially not our belts! ‘Cause like we said last time, we didn’t come to SAP to do a half ass job. We came to bring more honor and prestige to these belts, to keep lifting them up.
THE CRIMSON BARONESS: And beating whoever the SAP bosses throw our way. We’ve beaten the ‘most hyped team’ in SAP already, after tonight we’ll beat these two, and then … who else is there?
ANNIE ZELLOR: Nobody who can beat us, that’s for sure…
With that, Annie and TCB bump fists as they walk away, presumably to finish getting ready for their upcoming match.
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Malaya Diyosa, Veronica Taylor, Aspen Bae, Bloody Mary, Bambi Diamond vs. Jessica Sears, Rachel Redding, Adalynn Duncan, Heidi Thompson, Nora Harris
This match was full of fire from the get go. Each of the women here was fighting not only for their team but for some recognition for themselves. Malaya, Veronica, Aspen, and Bambi found themselves working together well enough but they had trouble connecting with Mary. Malaya and Veronica made some quick tags and used some underhanded tactics to get the upper hand against Heidi. They then made the tag into Bambi and Heidi started to work her way back. She made the tag into Nora who came in fresh and ready for a fight. Nora almost had Barbi finished with the “Good Lord Nora” (Tilt-a-whirl headscissors armbar) but Aspen came in to break it up. Bae then tagged herself in and then went at it with Nora. The two went back and forth in a quick exchange of speed before Veronica was tagged back in. Taylor chop blocked Nora and began working the leg. Nora got herself free and tagged in Jess. Nitoh came in and worked Taylor into a vulnerable spot. Right as it seemed she was going to close the deal Mary tagged herself in. Once seen as the undesirable member of her team Mary became a godsend as her past with Nitoh lit enough of a fire for her to get the best of Nitoh. Mary at this point was going on pure aggression as she was still recouping from the week. Jess managed to work herself free from Mary and despite their relationship made the tag to Rachel. Once Redding and The Killers had a groove there was no turning back. The team headed by Malaya tried to make a comeback but it wasn't happening. Adalynn was in the ring with Bambi and had full control. She whipped Diamond into the ropes and followed her to hit “No Doubt” (roaring elbow) and went for the cover. Mary and Veronica entered the ring but were taken out from the top rope by Jess and Nora. Rachel and Heidi then entered the ring to stand guard while Addy got the three count.
Winners: Jessica Nitoh, Rachel Redding, Adalynn Duncan, Heidi Thompson, Nora Harris
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Number one contender match for the North Atlantic Championship
Clue vs. Mark Storm vs. Ashley Maldano
Clue and Mark had a similar idea early in the match. Take out the already worn Maldano. The two each delivered some strong offense to Slashley who soon found herself rolling out to the floor. Clue started off hot against Storm but Mark being no slouch worked his way back into the match. The two each showed off technical prowess keeping the match even for a while. Storm then started to up the ante with his arsenal and Clue started to fall behind. All of this would change however when Ashley put herself back into things by taking both men down with a double arm flying clothesline. From there the three kept going at each other with their heavy arsenal looking to find a way to stop the other. When one would get the upper hand they were soon cut off by the free opponent. Mark Storm thought he had it all figured out when he nailed Ashley with a clothesline that sent her to the outside. He then scooped Clue up for the “Dystopia” (Go to sleep) but when he went for the cover Ashley had slid back into the ring and hit him with “AshFall” (Sitout inverted front powerslam). She then got the cover and the three count.
Winner: Ashley Maldano
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Guaranteed International tag title shot ladder match
The Reeds vs. Ortega & Hemingway vs. The Carters vs. Cause and Effect
The bell rang and the brawling started. The Reeds and The Laroux’s went straight to blows after what happened on the last day of the group stage. This left Ortega and Hemingway to deal with the Carter sisters. Stone quickly overpowered them and tossed them to the outside. With The Reeds and Cause and Effect focused on only each other Joey thought there was no better time than the present. He slid in a ladder while Stone stood guard. As he set it up and started climbing the other teams took notice. Xavier and Gabe rushed the latter but Stone was there to try and block it. Charlie decided to just quickly climb up the other side. As the two battled at the top Lilah jumped into the brawl between Stone and The Laroux’s. However neither man at the top would get their chance as Cailey slid in and pushed the ladder over. Once again chaos would ensue as each team tried to get the lead on the other. Joey used his unusually thick skull to headbutt himself into a prime position. Instead of setting up the ladder he chose to slide it between the ropes in the corner to make a makeshift table. This would soon prove to be a bad idea as his next exchange with Gabe saw him powerbombed through the ladder. Stone was sent falling out through the middle rope after some knees from Xavier. Then Xavier and Gabe were thrown to the outside from a surprise attack from Charlie and Lilah. The Reeds then began to climb the ladder with one on each side. As they neared the top they were cut off by The Carter’s with them each hitting a springboard dropkick. All four teams were looking to recover enough to put themselves in the best position. Joey and Stone were the first to get up but the Carter’s weren't far behind. The two teams battled it out with Joey and Stone getting the upper hand. Joey threw Cailey over the top rope while Stone lifted Cassidy over his head. When Cailey stood up Stone threw Cassidy down onto her. Cause and Effect then slid back into the ring with a couple of chairs and put them to good use against the former Hellfire Club members. Xavier then set up a ladder and started climbing. The Reeds then joined back into the match. Charlie went right after Gabe and Lilah started climbing the other side of the ladder. At the top Lilah and Xavier are slugging it out. At the bottom Gabe and Charlie were focused on themselves until the other two teams entered the ring. They all storm the ladder and knock it over but Xavier and Lilah both grabbed onto the briefcase as the ladder was tipping. They hold on for a few moments but the handle on the briefcase doesn't hold and snaps. As Lilah and Xavier hit the mat they each have hold of the briefcase and the ref calls for the bell. He talks it over with the other officials ringside and Avery Quinn then comes out and makes the decision that both Cause and Effect and The Reeds are now the number one contenders to the International tag titles.
Winners: Cause and Effect & The Reeds
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The show cuts backstage where Nick Redfield is standing by. He’s sporting his all-new t-shirt over top his ring gear and a world-class grin as his eyes square in on the camera in front of him. He’s filled with energy as he sways back and forth, struggling to contain his composure.
Nick Redfield: This is it. The Kraken and The New Standard. The SAP National Championship on the line in front of 20,000 screaming fans. Does it really get any better than this?
The second-generation athlete chuckles to himself as he gathers himself and takes a deep breath. The fans can be heard roaring inside the arena.
Nick Redfield: I hope it does. It’s an honor just to be stepping into the ring with a competitor like Brendan Samuels. Say what you want about the man, he’s top-level talent and it will be a privilege to share the ring with him. But when that bell sounds and we circle that ring, there will be one thing and one thing only I care about: the SAP National Championship! That’s what we’re here to fight for. That’s what we’re here, every show, pouring every ounce of blood, sweat, and tears for. We want to make our mark. We want to be the best. And nothing is a greater indication of our greatness than the accomplishments we acquire and the legacy we leave behind. Tonight is my opportunity to leave my mark, to expand upon the legacy I’ve begun to build for myself and leave no doubt: I am great. I am a fighter. I am a warrior. I am a champion…
His voice trails off as his eyes wander. He’s seemingly deep in thought for a moment.
Nick Redfield: ...To accomplish that feat, to garner my first championship by defeating a man with the reputation and talent of The Kraken is everything. I showed that I belonged in the conversation when I took Chris Madison to the limit in Canada, but I didn’t leave that arena with a title belt in my clutches. I showed that I could compete, but tonight...tonight I will prove that I can win. I will prove that I can win on the grandest stage of my career and silence all the doubters. Every detractor in the back that still doesn’t believe in me will have no argument to be made after tonight.
He shakes his head and bites his lip.
Nick Redfield: But tonight is not just about me. Tonight isn’t just about the people who doubt me and all that I know I will accomplish. It’s about the people in this arena and it’s about the people watching at home whether it’s on TV or on the internet. It’s about every single person who has my back, has supported me through every bumpy road I’ve faced and never given up on me. Because without all of you, this journey for me would have ended a long, long time ago, and let me tell you, folks, I am goddamn thankful it didn’t! I’m forever grateful for every kid I get to meet after the show, thanking me for giving it my all out there. I’m forever grateful for the parents of that kid who thank me for being an inspiration to their kid, for showing them that no matter the circumstances and no matter the odds, you must never surrender! I’m forever grateful for the guys in the back who will spend hours upon hours with me, running the ropes, taking bumps, and busting our asses until they kick us out of the gym. Because it’s every extra minute and every extra second that allows me to improve and grow and go out to that ring and earn opportunities like the one I have received today.
His eyes refocus on the camera in front of him and he takes on a more serious tone as he speaks again.
Nick Redfield: Make no mistake about it, tonight is huge for me. I am going out to that ring with the goal of taking the fight to Brendan Samuels and walking out as champion. But I would not be here if it wasn’t for all of those people and all of the people here tonight who will be out there chanting my name. Because they believe in me…
This brings another smile to his face.
Nick Redfield: They believe in me. So tonight, I will fight, I will scratch and I will claw, and I will give everything I’ve got to walk out of this building with that belt around my waist!
And without another word, our scene fades out.
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Al Envy vs. Desmond Masters
Both men were ready for this match as each of them wanted the win and a chance to get things rolling for themselves in SAP. Desmond started out using his speed to his advantage peppering Envy with quick attacks that seemed to leave him off balance. That was all cut short once Envy was able to take him to the ground. Envy spent the majority of the match working on Master’s legs. Even when Master’s managed to get back on the offensive his legs were really bothering him. With Master’s slowed down Envy could step up the attack to include more impact moves and it wasn't long till he hit “Envious Demise” (Gotch Piledriver) and got the pin.
Winner: Al Envy
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The footage cuts to backstage, focusing upon a gigantic fish tank. Within the tank, dozens upon dozens of tiny tropical fish swim by, a multitude of colours and sizes. Some seems shy, hiding behind rocks, others are more daring and swim through the eyes of a skull on the tank’s bed, whilst one or two swim around the spire of a wonderful old fashioned castle. The selling point of the display then comes into view, an octopus in royal purple that climbs up upon the castle, brick by brick and mounts itself upon the summit, eyes peering out into the camera lens. The camera lingers for a few moments, until in pans back to reveal a familiar darked haired figure gazing upon it. He turns, his flowing curls hanging to his shoulders and the smuggest of grins is upon his face, though his eyes are cool, collected and calm.
“Yer should know me name by now…”
He speaks crystal clear, in a smooth Southern Irish accent, a little twinkle in those icy eyes of his.
“Me voyage across the wrestling seas is far from done, but every once and awhile a storm comes. The storm maybe be fierce, it may lash down torrential rain and batter the sails beyond belief, but nor matter the power, nor matter if me ears bleed due to thunder and me eyes blind due to lightning, I always steer the ship in the right direction. I always make me destination, and there is no better navigator on the seven seas than Brendan Samuels.”
The camera pans out to reveal Brendan already in his wrestling gear, his short sea blue tights and boots, paired with an open Hawaiian shirt as standard. Around his waist is the SAP National Title, his ripped and toned body on display, and the handsome and mysterious sailor cracks another smile.
“Some lads and lassies get a wee bit confused with me speak, sometimes. How I link everything to me time at the sea. I were raised on the waves, me Da raised me and the wee boyo upon the ocean, sailing from port to port. I knew how to sail before I knew how to write, and in time he taught us to fight. Me Da, Priest Samuels, were one of the most respected fighters to ever emerge from the Emerald Isle, and while he conquered Europe, he never did manage the full crossing of the Atlantic to these shows. But the lads he trained did, me and me brother Ciaran. Another lad he trained did as well, yer might know the Polish laddie known as the Morning Star. He were me Da’s student too, so yer know off me success, me brothers and his how good a coach he really were.”
He flicks the black flag bearing the skull and crossbones over his shoulder, a wide grin developing upon his features as he speaks with pride about his father, his brother, and the legend his father in turn trained.
“And everything he taught me has led me to here. I had a course to plot, and plot I did. The thunder of the verbal lashings on me ears dinnae stop me. The physical lightning threat of me opponent’s never did either. And whilst they threw kicks as fast as the wind and fists like heavy rain, nothing could capsize me. I’m still here. I’m still champion. And come the morrow, I still will be. But there is always something in the way. Like I said, another storm, another hurricane, another natural disaster waiting to sink the good ship Samuels. And this one be by the name Redfield.”
Brendan’s demeanour changes somewhat after this, his eyes narrowing and the coldness of an iceberg on view as he confidently pats his title.
“I dinnae have anything against the laddie. In fact, I have a lot of respect for him, and it seems he does as well. I have had run ins with some of his family, put them down as well, and like meself, the blood of this sport runs through his veins. The kid is gonna bring everything and more, and from studying what he can do, I have no doubt he has a bright future ahead of him. But the night is always darkest before the dawn, and his dawn isn’t tonight. Tonight will be his darkest moment as inches away from glory, the wee laddie will see it all slip between his fingers and into the tentacles of The Kraken, his boat will sink and he will have to swim to shore like his life depends on it. Tonight is not yer night, laddie. The night belongs to The Kraken, and when the night is darkest is when I rule the wrestling seas. Bring all yer have, I don’t expect anything less, but for yer sake, wear a life jacket. Yer will be needing it. Raise the sails, show yer colours and beware The Kraken.”
Brendan Samuels raises the flag up with both hands, letting it spread out so it takes the entire camera’s view.
“And by the night of the night, yer will know my name and yer will never forget it.”
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International tag team title match
Small Boob Wrecking Crew vs. Satsujin
The bell rang and TCB started the match for her team and Cappadonna started for hers. The two locked up and began to chain around the ring. They seemed to be matched up well till Cappadonna raked the eyes of TCB to get her to leave her head open for a roundhouse kick. Cappadonna tried to keep her momentum rolling but TCB proved she could dish out the kicks just as well. The Baroness made the tag into Annie and that is when Satsujin showed their real strategy. Once Cappadonna was able to work the match back into her favor, her and Nari began to use quick tags and double team moves. Annie was still sore from her long week in the Great American Grand Prix and Satsujin were taking full advantage of it. Annie thought she may have gotten free when she landed a tornado ddt on Chang but right as it seemed she was about to tag in TCB, Cappadonna rushed in to pull her back into the Satsujin corner. Cappadonna and Nari continued to lay on the punishment and the crowd was starting to wonder if the titles were going to change hands tonight. Nari went to go for the “WMD” (Michinoku driver) but Annie countered and managed to hit her with “Shade Thrown II” (Moss Covered Three Handled Family Credenza). Chang was down and Annie began to crawl for her corner. Cappadonna entered the ring and grabbed at Annie’s legs. Annie rolled to her back and pulled her legs in and shoved Cappadonna off. TCB was now leaning over the ropes hoping Annie would make it to her. Annie kept moving and dove for her corner making the tag. The Baroness came in like a house on fire taking shots at both members of Satsujin and flattening them with numerous kicks. She then hit the “Crimson Kiss” (cutter) on Chang and called for Annie. The two then hit her with “Wrecked” (Double team double arm ddt). TCB got the cover and the victory for the team.
Winners: Small Boob Wrecking Crew
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Tyberius King vs. Asmodeus Bael
The crowd was expecting a hard hitting highly emotional affair here but sadly it never happened. Bael came to the ring first alone. As King was walking to the ring with his eyes focused on Bael he never saw the rest of Hellfire Club come to attack him from behind. Even Cole came out to get his shots in. They rolled King into the ring and continued their onslaught. Finally the cavalry came for the save as Phoenix, Xavier, Gabriel, and Jess came out and fought off HC. King although hurt called for a mic. He said that this has gone on for too long and finally needs to end. He then made the challenge that the five of them in the ring take on the five of them. Cole grabbed a mic and stated that he was not a wrestler. Ty replied that he would make it worth his while. If Cole wins then Ty will sign over the rest of the company to him. If Ty wins then Cole gives up his ownership and Hellfire Club has to leave for good. Cole accepts the match but that he will set the date when ready.
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National Championship Match
Brendan Samuels vs. Nick Redfield
As the bell rang the big match feel hit. The black flag at ringside began to wave and the “His Name is Brendan” chant soon started. Redfield wasn't without his share of fans however as they chanted against the fans of Samuels. The two locked up and Samuels overpowered Redfield and pushed him back into the corner. The referee called for a break and Samuels gave a clean one.
The two locked up again and this time Redfield pushed with all of his strength and managed to back Samuels into a corner. The referee called for a break and Redfield hit Samuels with a light slap in the face. Enough to let him know he wasn't a pushover in this match. Samuels just gave a nod as he walked out from the corner.
The two circle each other and Redfield fires a roundhouse kick to the chest of Samuels’ and Brendan reruns it with a hard chop. Redfield took a step back and Samuels went in. Nick saw him coming and took him to the mat with a drop toe hold. Redfield then got to his feet and took to the ropes. He rebounded and came back for Samuels but was sent to the mat hard with an axe bomber from the champ.
Samuels pulled up Redfield but Nick broke free and connected with an enziguri that dropped Samuels to a knee. Redfield then hit the ropes and caught Brendan with a modified penalty kick. Nick went for a cover but Brendan kicked out. Nick pulled Brendan up and started to underhook both of Brendan’s arms but Brandon flipped him over. Nick popped back up but paid for it as Brendan got him with a pendulum backbreaker.
Brendan pulled up Nick and landed a few forearms and then Nick started to return the favor with shots of his own. The two slugged it out but Samuels’ power was evident as he took the lead. Samuels whipped Redfield into the ropes but he jumped up onto the second rope and then leaped backwards taking Samuels down with a springboard leg lariat.
Redfield had a chunk of the crowd behind him as he pulled Samuels up. He then darted for the ropes and rebounded only for Samuels to catch him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Redfield bounced off of the knee of Samuels and Brendan didn't want this to go much longer. He pulled Nick up and connected with “Mac Lir” (millennium suplex). The champ went for the cover and got the three count.
Winner: Brendan Samuels
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Great American Grand Prix Finals
Izzy Anders vs. Brandon Banks
There had never been a crowd louder at any SAP show at any moment. It was a monumental event, arguably SAP’s biggest name taking on the FGA Undisputed Champion. The crowd was going through a myriad of emotions from chants to songs to boo’s. Some of the SAP faithful who normally wouldn't cheer for Banks found themselves doing so because they didn't want an outsider to win.
If Izzy was feeling any pain from her previous matches in the GAGP she wasn't showing it. Instead she was staring down Banks like he was her next meal. All Brandon could do was smile as the bell rang and the two went right at it. A series of strikes went back and forth. The crowd was so loud you couldn't hear yourself speak as these two were out for blood under the lights.
Izzy caught Brandon with a solebutt flush causing him to double over. She then quickly drove a knee into his jaw which sent him stumbling back into the corner. Izzy then charged up and went running after him but she didn't expect Banks to come bursting out of the corner with a yakuza kick that sent her right down to the mat.
Brandon didn't waste time and quickly headed for the top rope. Izzy saw him and rolled to the outside. Banks just shrugged his shoulders and as Izzy stood up he dove and connected with a modified “Stingbow” (diving forearm smash). The crowd roared and some got a little to close for Banks as he took one fans beer and threw it in his face. Banks then picked up Izzy and rolled her into the ring. Once inside she managed to get up and head for the ropes. Banks slid in and then found himself on the receiving end of a running European uppercut.
Izzy picked up Banks and pushed him into the corner. She then hit him with “ORA ORA ORA!” (Machine Gun Punches to cornered opponent). Banks slid down in the corner and Anders kept up her assault with an axe kick that landed right on the top of his head. Anders pulled him out of the corner for a cover but Banks kicked out.
Izzy wanted to keep the pressure on as she knew the longer this match went the less likely it was going to go in her favor. As Banks sat up she pointed to a fan in the front signaling her “A gift for you” penalty kick. She charged Banks but he rolled back avoiding it. He then darted for the ropes and rebounded to catch Izzy with a dropkick that caused the crowd to yell “YOU MAD?!”. She was indeed mad as she got to her feet and nailed Banks with a Stockton slap that echoed around the ring.
Banks tried to shake it off but was clearly dazed. Izzy bared her teeth and saw her opening. She leaped and caught Banks with the “Capetown Sunset” (540 kick). Banks went falling back into the ropes but they then propelled him forward and he caught Anders flush with a “Bank Shot” (superkick). The two of them fell and hit the mat hard. The referee then went to check on both of them.
The crowd was screaming for both of them to get up. Avery came to ringside and told the ref that there has to be a winner. They each slowly made it to their feet. The two lock eyes and again begin to rail each other with strikes. Banks went for another “Bank Shot” but Izzy evaded it. She then went for another “Capetown Sunset” but Banks ducked under it and ran for the ropes. He jumped over the top rope to the apron and then jumped catching Izzy with the “No Ceilings DDT” (720 ddt). The crowd counted along with the referee as he made the three count.
The crowd reacted with a mixture of emotions as the referee was handed the Great American title which he promptly handed to Brandon Banks. Banks held the title in his arms and then looked over to the top of the ramp where Brendan Samuels had now made his way out. Banks then raised the Great American title in the air and the show closed with the two of them staring each other down.