Cruz: You have got to be kidding me!
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Tenay: This is really starting to make me way too jumpy.
Kimmerly: These guys are really showing more guts than brains! I love it!!!
Kane slapped his leg and bent out the kinks when he dragged the challenger to the ropes and set him up on the ropes. Dashing away he bounced back and jumped up into a shoulder block sending the challenger over while he held the top rope and skinned the cat.
Tenay: Champion setting up for a big move!!
He lined up the Alpha Dog who was pulling himself up by the announcers table did a springboard body press. Conner caught the flying giant and used the big mans momentum into a flapjack across the edge leaving him draped over the table.
Cruz: OH MY!!! The champion is sure to have some broken ribs from that.
Warchief rolled the champion onto the table when he staggered back to the apron and threw up the canvas drape and produced a steel folding chair. Sliding the chair into the ring he walked back to the champ and delivered a couple more forearm blows acorss the champions chest and throat when he slid back into the ring. Alot more worse for ware the Alpha Dog set up the chair near the middle of the ring and darted off. Stepping off the chair he balanced on the top rope and did a springboard shooting star press and came crashing down and through the table with his elbow drop.
Headsets fell away as Kimmerly was the only one with a working one.
Kimmerly: WHEN CHAOS FALLS!
Fan's screamed and roared with chants of 'HOLY SHIT'
The ref stood over both men, who were laying side by side, checking on them as he started off the ten count.
Leaning down looking at them, FIVE!!
Ready to call it, NINE!!!
Suddenly both K2k and Warchief sat up looking at one another and from their knees traded blows to their feet. Conner grabbed Kane and went to throw him to the post only to have the champ reverse it and sent the Wyld into it instead.
Headsets were finally placed back on.
Tenay: You guys really got to stay by Tazz, JR's and Coles table. They hardly ever get smashed.
Kimmerly: Right you are Mike.
The ref followed both trying to get some semblance of control here as The Champ nursed his ribs while dragging Conner to the apron. Sending him into the ring he followed in and set him up by the turnbuckles. He fought through the immense pain and climbed up high signalling to the masses. And then.
Cruz: HAYABUSA 450 SPLASH!!! He's going for the cover...
Sliding away Kane rolled off and onto his back grasping his ribs unable to finish. The ref dropped down into his ear asking if he should stop the match. Through gritted and bloodied teeth Kane screamed aloud, " NO FUCKING WAY!! I'M THE CHAMP!! ME!!!" The ref signalled the match to continue as Kane pulled himself back over and while clutching his ribs hooked a leg and the ref dropped into position.
ONE! TWO!! Wyld grabbed the champ and slipped him over into a crucifix cradle. ONE! TWO! Kane kicked out. Both were on their feet, as Kane blocked Wyld's haymaker and slipped behind him going for a backslide. Conner used the momentum to flip back in front of Kane and pulled him down for a small package.
ONE, TWO!! Kane was out and getting to his feet. Conner rushed in just as Kane grasped The Warchief and delivered a one armed back breaker, holding the Alpha Dog upright and then brought him down with a neckbreaker. Both men lay there still groaning from fatigue and pain. Posted on Jan 4, 2010, 10:13 PM Respond to this message Return to Index Responses