Waste-of-Time
Welcome, once again, VCW fans! This is the Waste-of-Time, the LEAST exciting pre-game show in professional sports! Tonight, we're coming to you live from the America West Arena in Arizona, and we'll be bringing you Gang Wars on pay-per-view in a little over thirty minutes... but first, we have some B-level matches to bring you. The video production team took a unanimous vacation rather than to put together video packages to hype the rather unorthodox match combinations tonight, so we'll be filling up all THIRTY of these minutes with second-rate wrestling! And we'll start that off now with a match between two guys you've probably never heard of!
"Jerkin' Crocus" by Mott the Hoople begins playing, and here comes local nobody Thad Jennigans, dressed in his unusual motley ring attire. One side of his tights is striped with red and green vertical stripes, while the other side has an orange and purple checkered pattern. He's wearing a black silk top hat, and he has a long brown goatee beard, matching his shaggy, brown, curly hair. All in all, this guy looks like a real character. At least his appearance is unique. He enters the ring to near silence from the crowd, none of whom seem to know what to make of this badly-dressed goof.
And now "B-PAC" by B-PAC begins playing over the arena sound system, and a man who look like Z-LOCK steps out of the backstage entrance. This is B-Pac, an unknown wrestler. He's 5'9" and 122 pounds, according to our records... not a very large man, but we understand he's quite nimble and skilled at contorting his body. For some reason, he has his own self-titled theme music. Allegedly, he was a cook before he became a wrestler... so let's see how he does here tonight. B-Pac enters the ring, and Linda Peterson enters the ring to call for the bell!
Thad Jennigans
vs.
B-Pac
They lock up, and Thad Jennigans immediately rushes B-Pac, taking him down with a dropkick! B-Pac gets up, and Thad Jennigans backs him into the corner with a series of kneelifts, then whips him to the other side and charges in after him... but B-Pac gets a foot up, kicking him in the midsection! Thad Jennigans staggers back, and B-Pac grabs his head... ACE CRUSHER!! That took him down, but B-Pac's not going for the cover... he climbs to one of the far turnbuckles! He's got a ways to go if he wants to connect with whatever this is... and he leaps off the top turnbuckle, tucking his head between his legs impossibly far... AND HE LANDS SITTING ON HIS OWN FACE!! What the HELL!?!? He just jumped off the top turnbuckle, somehow contorted his head under his own butt, and landed sitting on his face! We're being told that he calls that move the Bum Drop... but in any case, he came nowhere near Thad Jennigans, and he appears to be motionless now. The crowd doesn't know WHAT to think of that, and Thad Jennigans stares in shock, then unfolds B-Pac and covers him. Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! That's all...
Thad
Jennigans defeated B-Pac via pinfall in 0:01:05.
Rating: DUD
Nobody knows WHAT the hell that was... Thad Jennigans just stares in shock, then celebrates his victory briefly before walking away and heading backstage. Some medics come out for B-Pac and load him onto a stretcher, then start wheeling him backstage... he may have a future career as a gymnast or contortionist, but that didn't get him very far in a wrestling ring tonight. Who the hell booked this insane gibberish, anyway!? Hopefully, the next match will be a little more sane... Thad Jennigans and B-Pac are gone now, and our next conflict is a tag team match between four NCXCW workers!!
"Bad, Bad Leroy Brown" by Jim Croce begins playing, and that'll bring out one of the two tag teams in our next match, the team of Zoltan Dread Locks and the Love Criminal. Zoltan Dread Locks is a tall, muscular African American man with his hair worn in long dreadlocks, wearing an Roaring 20's style pinstripe suit, while the Love Criminal is a smaller African American man with a thin mustache and straight, immaculately combed hair, wearing a Don Juan-style black mask and a long-sleeved purple button-down shirt, with black dress pants.
They enter the ring, and Zoltan Dread Locks doffs his suit quickly, revealing a white cotton tank top underneath that's tucked into his pants, and the Love Criminal slowly unbuttons and peels off his purple shirt, showing a finely-toned upper body and physique. NCXCW fans may recognize this duo, and Zoltan Dread Locks is both the brains and the brawn of this outfit, as opposed to the somewhat offbeat Love Criminal. But the Love Criminal grabs a microphone... oh, no... not THIS!
L. Criminal: Heeeeeyyyyyy, ladieeeeeeeezzzzzzz... it is I, the LOVE Criminal. Awwwww yeah, baby. I wanna take you down, sex up yo body, sex up yo body, yeeeeahhh... when you're as good as the Love Criminal, baby... it should be illegal. But if loving you ladies is against the law, then the Love Criminal is GUILTY, baby... guilty of LOOOOVVVE in the first degree.
A few women in the audience give out scattered catcalls, but mostly they're unimpressed. Zoltan Dread Locks snatches the microphone away, looking much more stern and sinister than his smaller partner.
Z.D. Locks: We ain't here for no boot-licking, kissing-up, pantywaist punk-ass lovey-dovey shit, fool! I'm Zoltan Dread Locks! I'm a BIG man, and I'm a BAD man. You send Adam Logan and Mark Heston out here... I get my hands on them, each of those suckas is gonna be a DEAD man!!
Okay, then... now "Don't Tread On Me" by Metallica begins playing, and here come the opponents, the new NCXCW World Champion Adam Logan, and "The Spirit Warrior" Mark Heston, accompanied by Mark Heston's girlfriend Miranda Reno! Adam Logan is a muscular, Hercules-like man in plain red trunks, with long, flowing blond hair and a large, chiseled physique, while Mark Heston is small, pale, and thin, with long, black hair and green eyes, dressed entirely in black, and Miranda Reno is a tall, muscular woman with red hair, in a Korn concert T-shirt, tight blue jeans, and work boots.
They enter the ring, and Adam Logan poses with the NCXCW World Title belt raised high in the air, and Mark Heston stands on the top turnbuckle, looking around at the crowd with a brooding stare (which doesn't quite fit on his boyish, almost dopey face), then steps down into the ring, where Miranda Reno grabs him and embraces him... but Zoltan Dread Locks and the Love Criminal clobber Adam Logan and Mark Heston from behind in the midst of all this!! Brendan Powers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll kick this match off!
Zoltan Dread Locks & Love Criminal
vs.
Adam Logan & "The
Spirit Warrior" Mark Heston
w/Miranda Reno
The Love Criminal quickly dumps Mark Heston out of the ring, and he and Zoltan Dreadlocks team up on Adam Logan, clobbering him two-on-one, then whipping him to the ropes... but Adam Logan comes off and nails them both with a double clothesline! They go down, and Adam Logan lifts up the Love Criminal in a massive Gorilla Press, then tosses him down onto Zoltan Dread Locks, sending both men crashing to the mat! The Love Criminal rolls out of the ring, and Adam Logan pulls Zoltan Dread Locks up, then backs him into a corner with a series of right hands. He whips Zoltan Dread Locks to the opposite corner, sending him crashing back-first into the turnbuckles... and as Zoltan Dread Locks staggers out, Adam Logan rushes him and knocks him off his feet with a big clothesline!!
Adam Logan tags in Mark Heston, then picks up Zoltan Dread Locks and bodyslams him to the mat as Mark Heston goes up to the top turnbuckle, then springs off with a shooting star press!! He covers him, and hooks a leg, as Brendan Powers goes down to count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... And only two, before Zoltan Dread Locks kicks out! The big man still has a lot left! Mark Heston gets up, and Zoltan Dread Locks gets up as well... throat jab!! Mark Heston just drilled Zoltan Dread Locks with a vicious throat jab, sending him back down... and earning a round of unimpressed boos from the crowd, which doesn't seem to take kindly to the blatant theft of Troy Black's look and signature spots. He pulls Zoltan Dread Locks up and tosses him out of the ring, then climbs up to the top turnbuckle... RINGPOST MOONSAULT!! No, Zoltan Dread Locks catches him, then brings him crashing down on the floor with a powerslam!!
Mark Heston's down, and Zoltan Dread Locks pulls him up, lifting him high in the air, then drops him head-first across the guardrail! He convulses wildly on the mat, and Zoltan Dread Locks rolls him back into the ring, then climbs in after him! Zoltan Dread Locks tags in the Love Criminal, then lifts Mark Heston up for a belly-to-back suplex... then falls back to bring him to the mat just after the Love Criminal leaps up and blasts Mark Heston in the chest with a high-elevated dropkick!! Say what you want about the Love Criminal, but he got some BIG elevation on that dropkick to get it so high! Zoltan Dread Locks steps out again, and the Love Criminal pulls Mark Heston up, doubles him over with a kneelift, then runs into the ropes and takes him down with a swinging neckbreaker! He goes for the cover, and Brendan Powers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two by Mark Heston!
The Love Criminal pulls Mark Heston up and slips behind him, then gives him an atomic drop, and Mark Heston staggers forward, then doubles over... just in time for the Love Criminal to run the ropes behind him and bring him down with a leaping bulldog! Mark Heston starts to get up again, so the Love Criminal snap mares him down, then backs up, steps forward, and drives an elbow down onto him, then covers and hooks the leg! Brendan Powers goes for the count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two again by Mark Heston! The Love Criminal gets up again, then pulls him up and doubles him over with a knee to the gut, and then he runs into the ropes and leaps over him with a sunset flip! He takes him down and holds on for the cover, and Brendan Powers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two again by Mark Heston!!
The Love Criminal tags in Zoltan Dread Locks, who slaps his chest and turns to the Love Criminal, yelling "SHOW YOU HOW IT'S DONE, FOOL!!" as steps into the ring. Mark Heston's starting to get up... and Zoltan Dread Locks whips him into the ropes, then nails him with a big boot to the head as he comes off! Mark Heston goes down hard, and Zoltan Dread Locks pulls him up again, then lifts him and brings him crashing down with a backbreaker! Mark Heston convulses on the mat, and Zoltan Dread Locks drops a leg across him and goes for the cover, as Brendan Powers goes down to count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two and a half!! Angered by the show of resistance, Zoltan Dread Locks crouches over Mark Heston and rains a hail of fists down into his face, then covers him again and hooks the leg, and Brendan Powers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... And at two and a half, Mark Heston kicks out again!
Zoltan Dread Locks pulls Mark Heston up again, then tags in the Love Criminal and puts Mark Heston in a full nelson, lifting him off his feet in the hold... and the Love Criminal takes a running start, then dropkicks Mark Heston square in the chest! Zoltan Dread Locks steps outside, and the Love Criminal stands over Mark Heston, grinning as Heston gasps for breath and clutches his chest. The Love Criminal turns to the outside of the ring and starts flirting with Miranda Reno... but Mark Heston sits up like a zombie!! A small wave of groans and boos goes through the crowd as he sits up, even though he's supposed to be the babyface in this match, and he charges the Love Criminal... but at a shouted warning from Zoltan Dread Locks, the Love Criminal drops down, pulling the top rope down with him, and Mark Heston sails over the top to the outside, crashing to a heap on the floor!!
Miranda Reno goes to his side, checking to see if he's all right, but Zoltan Dread Locks bellows "OUTTA MY WAY, HO!!" and shoves her aside, then pulls Mark Heston up and grabs him by the hair, ramming him head-first into the ringpost! He rolls Mark Heston into the ring, then climbs back on the apron as the Love Criminal pulls Mark Heston up, and lifts him across his shoulders in a fireman's carry, then drops him down in a flapjack!! That's his finishing move, the Heartbreaker, and it just connected! He rolls Mark Heston onto his back, then covers, and this might be all as Brendan Powers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Kickout at two and three-quarters!! The Love Criminal gets up, staring down in disbelief, then tags in Zoltan Dread Locks! Zoltan Dread Locks comes in, sneering angrily... and Mark Heston sits up again!
Undaunted, Zoltan Dread Locks clobbers him with a massive right hand, backing him into the ropes, then whips him to the other side and runs into the ropes himself! Zoltan Dread Locks goes for a clothesline as they meet in the middle, but Mark Heston ducks, and as they both come off the ropes for a second pass, Mark Heston leaps up and takes him down with a jumping clothesline! How many moves is he going to steal out of the Troy Black playbook, anyway!? Both men are down, and both headed for their corners... Zoltan Dread Locks tags in the Love Criminal... and Mark Heston tags in Adam Logan!!
The Love Criminal charges in, but backpedals and puts his hands up as Adam Logan steps into the ring, but Adam Logan grabs him and whips him to the ropes, then mauls him with a clothesline! Zoltan Dread Locks comes in, and Adam Logan takes him down with a clothesline too! The Love Criminal gets up, and takes another clothesline... and Zoltan Dread Locks gets up again, getting the same treatment as well! Adam Logan's cleaning house! He takes the Love Criminal down with a bodyslam, and Zoltan Dread Locks gets up and charges... right into a massive powerslam from Adam Logan that brings him crashing to the mat!
Mark Heston's in again now, cutting off Zoltan Dread Locks, as Adam Logan whips the Love Criminal into the corner, then climbs up on the second turnbuckle and rains ten punches down on his head, as a few scattered fans count along! The Love Criminal staggers out, as Zoltan Dread Locks knocks down Mark Heston... and Adam Logan goes for the Adam Smasher (his Ace Crusher), but the Love Criminal shoves him forward as Zoltan Dread Locks charges with a clothesline... but Adam Logan ducks, and Zoltan Dread Locks knocks down the Love Criminal! Zoltan Dread Locks looks down at his partner, then turns back to Adam Logan... kick to the midsection! ADAM SMASHER!! Zoltan Dread Locks crumples to the mat and rolls out of the ring, and the Love Criminal starts to get up... and he gets another kick ot the midsection... and the ADAM SMASHER!! The Love Criminal goes down and flops over on his back, and Adam Logan goes for the cover, as Brendan Powers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! Adam Logan and Mark Heston are your winners!!
Adam
Logan and Mark Heston defeated Zoltan Dread Locks and The Love
Criminal when Logan pinned Criminal with the Adam Smasher in
0:10:51.
Rating: * 1/4
Adam Logan's celebrating on the inside, as the crowd gives him a small round of cheers for his victory... but on the outside, Zoltan Dread Locks is up! He looks around angrily, then grabs Miranda Reno and starts angrily clobbering her... but Mark Heston takes a running start in the ring, springs up on the top rope, then leaps off to nail Zoltan Dread Locks with a springboard cross bodypress!! He goes down, and Mark Heston takes him head-first into the ringsteps, then turns to Miranda Reno, who throws her arms around him gratefully. Adam Logan rolls out of the ring to join them, and they all begin heading backstage, followed shortly by the disgruntled combination of Zoltan Dread Locks and the Love Criminal.
We don't have any video hype packages, so we'll just go straight ahead to the next match now... and "The Four Horsemen" by Metallica begins playing, bringing out Steve "Mongo" McMichael, along with Nicole! He jogs to the ring, wearing his old Chicago Bears jacket, then climbs inside and grabs a microphone. Uh-oh... this could be even worse than the NCXCW gibberish we heard earlier.
S. McMichael: Here we are in Arizona, baby... this here's the heart of scaly, crusty vipers and bloodsucking scorpions living under rocks... and I ain't just talking about the senior citizens here, baby, I'm also talking about the desert wildlife!
The crowd boos, and Nicole looks on with confusion... that remark fell about five yards short of making any sense whatsoever.
S. McMichael: But you know something, fans, ol' Mongo's had it pretty good. I got to be associated with not just one, but TWO of the greatest factions in history. Not only was I a Four Horseman when I was in WCW, but here in VCW I'm also running with the New Immortals, who are gonna singlehandedly win their Gang Wars match tonight, teaming up against the Wrecking Crew and the Heavy Metal Express with David Wright Hubbard and Brian Rivera. That's a real mean team, baby, and that's coming from a man who was on the meanest team in history, the 1985 Chicago Bears!
See, you got these other wrestlers, like the Grave Digger and "Stone Cold" Steve Austin... but ain't none of them been to the Super Bowl, my friend. And now Austin's running around on TV with my ex-wife... hell, Mongo's been there and done all that, baby, and there ain't no question who the real man is. I'm a former WCW United States Champion, a former Four Horseman, and the only athlete in pro-wrestling who ever won a Super Bowl!! You think Lawrence Taylor did a number on Bam Bam Bigelow, baby, then you ain't never seen Mongo cutting down the competition. I'm just getting started whooping on everybody in my path, baby!!
The crowd boos again... what a pointless bunch of drivel THAT was. Now "The Mighty Quinn (Quinn The Eskimo)" by Manfred Mann's Earth Band is playing, and that brings out "Skyhawk" Quinn Harper, to a modest round of cheers from the fans. He runs to the ring and slides inside, then performs a series of backflips and poses for the crowd, getting a mild burst of cheers. He turns around to face Mongo, who is watching him with an unimpressed, disgusted glare, and they're preparing to face off! Jerry Rogers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll start us off!
Steve "Mongo"
McMichael
w/Nicole
vs.
"Skyhawk" Quinn Harper
They lock up in the middle of the ring, and Steve McMichael begins pushing Quinn Harper back into one of the corners. He forces him into the corner, and Jerry Rogers begins counting... and Mongo gives a clean break at the four count. He's clearly much larger and stronger than Quinn Harper, but he's challenging him to another lockup... and once again, Quinn Harper accepts! They lock up... and Steve McMichael shoves Quinn Harper down to the mat forcefully, then turns to the crowd and flexes his muscles! The crowd begins booing... but Quinn Harper gets up behind Steve McMichael, then runs forward and dropkicks him in the back, sending him crashing to his hands and knees!
Quinn Harper quickly gets up and hops on Mongo's back, putting on a camel clutch... but Mongo begins getting up! Quinn Harper releases the chinlock and begins pounding on Steve McMichael's head while straddling his back, but that doesn't stop Mongo from getting to his feet anyway, then falling back, smashing Quinn Harper into the mat! Steve McMichael turns him over onto his stomach, then begins rubbing his face into the mat... come on! This is just excessive bullying by Mongo! He gets up, and pulls Quinn Harper up too, then whips him into the ropes... but Quinn Harper ducks a clothesline, then comes off the other side and nails Mongo with a high cross body... no, Mongo catches him, then tosses him back over his head in a fallaway slam! Quinn Harper gets up, then staggers forward to Mongo, right into a hiptoss!
Quinn Harper crashes against the mat, and Mongo spends a few fumbling seconds trying to figure out how to flow from a hiptoss into an armbar before turning Quinn over moving into an armbar submission!! Quinn Harper yells out in pain, and begins scrambling for the ropes as Mongo leans back on the armbar. Quinn Harper struggles and scrambles, and finally he makes it after many seconds, grabbing the bottom rope. Jerry Rogers orders a break, then begins counting, and Mongo releases at four, then gets up and begins stomping away at Quinn Harper! Jerry Rogers gets in his face, warning him to back off... and while Jerry Rogers is lecturing Mongo, Nicole comes over and begins choking Quinn Harper out on the bottom rope!
Nicole steps away as Jerry Rogers returns his attention to Quinn Harper. Steve McMichael picks him up, then whips him into the ropes again and charges in with a football tackle, but Quinn Harper leapfrogs over it, and Mongo goes tumbling out through the ropes to the floor! Quinn Harper runs into the ropes on the other side, then runs and leaps over the top rope to jump onto Mongo with a tope as he gets up!! Mongo falls back, crashing into the guardrail, and the crowd cheers! But Steve McMichael's starting to get up again, and Quinn Harper climbs up on the apron, then leaps up to the second rope and springs off, this time coming off to take Mongo down with an Asai moonsault on the floor!
Quinn Harper crouches over Steve McMichael, and begins pummelling him in the face with several right hands, thought his right arm seems to be troubling him a bit after the armbar. Mongo shoves him away and starts to get up again, but Quinn Harper knees him in the gut, then takes him down with a Rocker Dropper on the outside! Mongo's down, and Quinn Harper springs up onto the guardrail, then leaps off backwards with a breathtaking backflip into a legdrop, which unfortunately lands him tailbone-first on the floor when Mongo rolls out of the way! Quinn Harper grimaces in pain, and Mongo lifts him up on a shoulder, then takes a running start and tosses him like a javelin head-first into the steel ringpost! The crowd boos, and Quinn Harper goes down in a heap on the floor!
Mongo rolls Quinn Harper back into the ring, then follows him inside. Quinn Harper starts to get up...and Mongo charges him, knocking him over with a clothesline! Quinn Harper's down, and McMichael scoops him up, then drills him to the mat with a bodyslam. Mongo drops an elbow into him, then gets up and drops a second elbow before going for the cover and hooking the leg. Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half by Quinn Harper! Mongo glares at Jerry Rogers, suggesting that he should count faster, then goes for another elbowdrop, but this time Quinn Harper rolls out of the way! Mongo gets up and charges angrily, but Quinn Harper takes him down with a drop-toe hold, then scrambles forward and puts on a headlock!
Steve McMichael begins getting up, easily powering his way up from this headlock, then lifts Quinn Harper and prepares to drops him with a belly-to-back suplex, but Quinn Harper flips out behind him! Steve McMichael turns around, and Quinn Harper launches a kick to the midsection, but Mongo catches his foot... but Quinn Harper jumps up and clocks him in the head with an enzuigiri! Steve McMichael keeps over, and Quinn Harper quickly goes for the cover. Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... And Mongo throws a shoulder up at two! Mongo begins getting up, but Quinn Harper runs into the ropes, then comes forward and nails him with a dropkick to the knee! Mongo goes down, clutching his leg, and Quinn Harper grabs his legs and puts on a figure-four leglock!!
The crowd cheers slightly for the figure-four, and despite no previous setup by Quinn Harper apart from the dropkick, it could be a good strategy to take Mongo out by working over his legs! Mongo begins struggling, trying to escape somehow... he worked a lot with Ric Flair in WCW, one of the masters of the figure-four leglock, and perhaps he knows a thing or two about getting out of this hold... or perhaps not, as he drags himself to the ropes with brute force, then grabs the bottom rope to a round of boos from the crowd. Jerry Rogers asks Quinn Harper for the break, and gets it.
Mongo begins pulling himself to his feet, limping slightly, as Quinn Harper gets up. Mongo staggers forward with a limp, and Quinn Harper grabs him, then strains mightly as he lifts, and brings him down with a bodyslam! As Mongo crashes to the mat, Quinn Harper reels from the effort, but then he shakes it off and springs to the top turnbuckle, then comes off with a split-legged moonsault... but Steve McMichael gets his knees up into his midsection! Quinn Harper rolls over, clutching his gut, as Mongo lies on the mat, holding his knee from the impact of the move... but it looks like Quinn Harper got the worst of that one, because Mongo's getting up first!
Steve McMichael pulls Quinn Harper to his feet by the hair and doubles him over with a fist to the midsection, then yells "AWW, YEAH!! IT'S TIME TO WHOOP ON SOMEBODY NOW!!" and brings a clubbing forearm down on his back. Quinn Harper buckles to his knees with the impact, then starts to get up, and Mongo clobbers him across the back again, sending him back down. He starts to get up again, and Mongo gives him another forearm shot, then pulls him up by the hair and lifts him high into the air, before tossing him across the ring with a huge Gorilla Press slam! Quinn Harper starts to get back to his feet, but then keels over and flops flat on his back on the mat. Mongo comes forward and drops an elbow on him, then covers and hooks the leg, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half again!
Mongo gets up, and grabs Quinn Harper in a huge bearhug! He squeezes him tightly, with a sadistic grimace on his face, as Quinn Harper cries out in pain, then thrashes around in the hold, trying to escape. He struggles, trying to fight Mongo's grasp... but he's too strong, and Quinn Harper starts to fade. He continues to apply the bearhug, as Quinn Harper's struggles go weaker and weaker... and finally he goes limp. Jerry Rogers comes in and checks his arm... and it drops. He checks his arm again... and again, it drops. He checks it one more time... and this time, it stays up! Quinn Harper is starting to fight the bearhug again! He reaches up and begins clobbering Mongo in the side of the head repeatedly! Mongo lets go... and Quinn Harper springs up and takes him down with a Frankensteiner! But he flops over on the mat, unable to capitalize, and both men are down now!
They both start getting up. Quinn Harper's up slightly earlier, and he catches Steve McMichael doubled over, then takes a running start and nails him with a kneelift to the head! Mongo goes down, and Quinn Harper waits on him as he gets up, then nails him with a dropkick that sends him staggering back into the corner! Quinn Harper drills him with a series of punches in the corner, then whips him to the other side... no, Mongo reverses! Quinn Harper hits hard in the corner, and Mongo charges in with a shoulderblock... but Quinn Harper moves out of the way! Steve McMichael runs into the turnbuckles, then staggers out, clutching his shoulder... and Quinn Harper runs forward and takes him off his feet with a spinning leg lariat! Quinn Harper goes up to the top turnbuckle as Mongo gets up, then leaps off onto him with a flying cross bodypress... but Mongo catches him and DRILLS him into the mat with a powerslam! He covers and hooks a leg, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Kickout at two and three-quarters!
Mongo steps back away from Quinn Harper as he gets up... and he sacks him to the mat with a football tackle! Quinn Harper folds like a skinny quarterback, but Mongo pulls him up again, then whips him to the ropes... and nearly tackles him out of his boots again! Breathing heavily, Mongo gets up and goes into a three-point stance... and when Quinn Harper gets up shakily, Mongo tackles him to the mat again! He's just sacking him repeatedly! And now Steve McMichael pulls him up again, into a standing headscissors. Mongo seems to have blown up a little, with his chest expanding as he draws in deep breaths. But still he lifts Quinn Harper... POWER BOMB!! He drops down and covers him, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Shoulder up at two and nine-tenths!! Quinn Harper just barely kicked out!
Mongo glares at Quinn Harper, still sucking in air as he stares down at him, then climbs out of the ring. He grabs a table from under the ring and slides it inside, then climbs into the ring again and sets the table up in the corner. As Quinn Harper starts to stand, Mongo goes to the opposite corner, so that Quinn Harper is between Mongo and the table, then goes into another three-point stance. He's going to sack him right through the table!! Quinn Harper gets up, and Mongo charges... but Quinn Harper leapfrogs him, and Mongo crashes head-first through the table, to a huge burst of cheers from the crowd!
Quinn Harper pulls Mongo up, then snap mares him down into a sitting position in the middle of the ring and runs into the ropes behind him, coming off to dropkick him in the back of the head! Mongo falls back again, still breathing heavily with exhaustion, and Quinn Harper runs to the ropes, springs up on the middle rope, and leaps backwards to nail Mongo with a quebrada moonsault! He covers and hooks a leg, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Mongo throws a shoulder up at two and three-quarters! Undaunted, Quinn Harper goes out to the apron, then climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He's perched up there, waiting, as Steve McMichael pulls himself to his feet. Quinn Harper leaps off... right into a massive clothesline from Mongo that mows him down!!
Quinn Harper's down, and in between gasps for air Mongo motions for the end of this match. He has to finish it now... it looks his tank's empty! He lifts Quinn Harper into position for the Tombstone... but Quinn Harper's struggling! He writhes in Mongo's grasp, and counters the Tombstone with a spinning headscissors! Mongo crashes to the mat, then gets up and takes a fatigued, punch-drunk swing at Quinn Harper... but Quinn Harper easily evades, then kicks him in the gut and runs to the ropes, springing up and leaping off with an Asai moonsault... but Mongo catches him this time!! He went for that once too often, and now he's up for the Tombstone again... no, he squirms and slips out behind Mongo, grabbing him in an inverted facelock as he comes down, then twisting it around... QUINTESSENCE!! That's his move, and he just hit Mongo with it! He covers and hooks a leg, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! Quinn Harper wins!!
Quinn
Harper pinned Steve McMichael with the Quintessence in 0:17:07.
Rating: -* 1/2
Quinn Harper gets up, raising his hands in victory to a modest round of cheers from the crowd... this is certainly a hard-fought victory, but in all honesty putting an inexperienced young man like Quinn Harper in a ring with a big lug like Steve McMichael didn't really result in anybody looking too good tonight. Despite a lot of athletic prowess and effort from Quinn Harper, this one was a little bit ugly... but nevertheless, Quinn Harper comes away with a big victory tonight, just before we prepare to head into the actual pay-per-view event itself! If you want to see some great wrestling action that DOESN'T suck, check out Gang Wars now! It's live, on pay-per-view... and it's coming up next!!
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