Brandon still had his dual core title in his hands, he lifted it to hand it over the top rope but some other part of his brain seemed to take over and he clobbered Darkspade in the back of the head with it. As he hit Spade, the bell rang. Gunther took the opportunity to pull out a microphone and start singing.
Spade stumbled forward toward Doom, who caught him in the face with a kneelift, splitting his lip wide open. Gunther then made some comment during his song about Doom, Brandon felt himself turning slowly round as Doom dealt with Darkspade. He glared at Gunther, he couldn't fully explain his dislike of the European pain in the backside, maybe it was his general dislike of European's that weren't born in England, a bit like French mimes, no one likes those either but he realised he still had the title in his hands and now Gunther was going to get to see it up close.
Brandon ran at Gunther like an express train and hit him hard right in the middle of the face, his nose cracked and broke and his mullet flew off into the front row of the audience. Brandon had run at him so hard they were still travelling backward until Gunther hit the ropes and went over backwards, hitting the concrete floor with a loud smacking noise. Brandon still wasn't satisfied and climbed the turnbuckle and balanced easily on the top. Patiently he waited for Gunther to stumble to his feet and as he did, Brandon launched himself with reckless abandon, hitting Gunther full in the chest with a cross body block, the two rolled sideways hitting the guard rails.
