I just covered this. No. MadDog Strangla just barely kicking out. Smash abandoned the champion for the time being. Returning to the cage walls. A ten foot length of heavy tow chain ripped off. The length of metal links folded in half. Smash spinning and slanging the doubled chain. Slamming the heavy steel down on MadDog Strangla. The champion in rout to his feet. On his knees, forearm came up for the block. The steel wrapping like a whip around his arm. End of the chain spiking his face. Smash pulling the chain away just as quickly. Spinning it around, changing direction in the blink of an high. Heavy metal swinging into MadDog's exposed side. Reeking havoc on the Texan rib cage. Another lightening blow before Strangla could drop arm and block. The Psycho reacting once again effortlessly changing direction of the chain. Releasing an end, the steel links flying once more like a whip. Crashing into the neck of Strangla. Smash quickly following suite. Dancing around MadDog a time or two. The chain wrapping around the fellow big mans throat. A knew planting between shoulder blades. The Psycho Smash using every bit of leverage he had. Pulling back on either end of the chain. Choking the life from MadDog Strangla. Face turning red the champion slowly slumping over. The ref closing in to check on MadDog. Chants filling the arena. Fans doing everything they could to will their champion one. M-D-S, M-D-S, M-D-S, M-D-S, M-D-S, M-D-S.
With Strangla growing shorter and shorter with each passing moment. Smash was certain he finally had the championship sealed. MadDog, even with the fans was showing no signs of life. The ref raising an arm. Whoa. A stiff right fist hammered Psycho's forehead. Smash looking up confused as Strangla took excess of the chain from his neck. Bitch slapping the challenger laying on his back. 'Howd that happen.' Running through Smash's head for the short span it could. MadDog pumped his legs, dropping upper body. Flipping The Psycho over shoulders. MDS laid in with relentless bitch slaps with the chain. As soon as Smash was stunned enough he peeled the steel rope off of his throat. Brining it down and wrapping Smash's own for Christmas. Several more loops encircling the challengers gullet. Four or five passes. MadDog dragging both men to their feet. Legs pumping he drove Smash back first into the steel cage. One of two side flowing with timed electricity. With the speed of a cheetah Strangla worked quickly. Running the chain in and out, out and in, through the chain-link fencing. Tying Psycho Smash to the walls of his own dream. Electricity surging through his body on cue. Following the metal of the tow chain, around and around his throat. Smash' body stiffening with the passing current.
Strangla was far from done. Darting around the ring. Surveying all of the weapons. Surprised by one of the ones he spotted. It would win the battle, but hurt like hell. He dashed to the ring corner. Scaling the turn-buckle set with ease. The roll upon roll of leather cord taken up by meaty Texas paw. Strangla dropping back to the canvas. Wooden handle was cool in his grasp. Untangling the leather line of the bull whip. From across the ring he let a pop ca-rack through the arena. The leather line straitening out. He watched closely for his timing, snapping the whip at Smash. The three leather teeth at the end of the cord slashing deep into flesh. A pulse of electricity had just ended when The Psycho Smash felt the sting of the leather. Another jolt shaking his body as the pain from the whip faded. Strangla popping again with the cow hide, the electricity leaving the steel side. A prominent X of blood and torn flesh across Smash's chest. Electricity filling the challengers body as blood left. Two more strikes and a change of swing. MDS using the triple tip of the whip this time around. III Three strikes marring over each nipple of the man.
Strangla shunning the whip turned around. Searching for another weapon. Twenty pound sledge hammer, beautiful. Pulling this new instrument of doom down. MadDog stood across from Smash. Just watching and waiting. Enjoying as The Psycho's own creation worked against him. The timed currents of juice taking body as hostage, and releasing. Hand gripped right behind the hammers head. Another further down the handle. MadDog charging across the full span of open canvas. Driving the sledge home with authority. Rocking the abdomen of Smash. Bouncing off Strangla strutted back across the ring. Waiting for another current to pass it's touch on to Psycho Smash. With it done. MDS charged again. Heavy head of the hammer jolting Smash's mid section once more. The devastating blow enough to rip Smash from his predicament. The chain unfurling its round. The Psycho One Mr. Smash dropping to his knees. Strangla grabbing on by the back of the man's head. Forcing him to look into his eyes.
"Mr. Mr. Psycho.....Smash......All the same pathetic fucker.....Try this on for size Mr. Smash."
Oh come one. You know MadDog Strangla was going to goad him on the Mr. bit. Especially during this match. Strangla pulled Mr. Smash to his feet. Spinning him around. Raking the challengers face back and forth. Steel wire working hand and in hand with electricity. Terrorizing Smash's face. Strangla singing.
"Mr. Oh Mr. Where have you gone? Mr. Oh Mr. Have you seen my mom? Mr. Oh Mr. Why'd you rape my seester. Mr. Oh Mr. Where have you gone."