Post by DM on Mar 27, 2012 22:36:29 GMT
NWA Clash Of The Champions
Venue : PNC Arena In Religh North Carolina
Tag Line : The Clash Of The Champions
Dark Matches
Ultimo Dragon def. Jinsei
Jeff Jarrett def. The Patriot
CM Punk def. Matt Hardy
"Over 22 Thousand Strong here in Flair Country for this prestigious event, welcome to the PNC Arena, Welcome to Clash Of The Champions, hello everyone I'm Gorilla Monsoon and tonight with six stellar title matches it's deffinately going to turn some heads, my colleque tonight, Jesse Ventura."
"You can tell we're deffinately in Flair country tonight with all the signs and banners but I think every champion is in trouble tonight."
"That you may be right however we just got breaking news that Keiji Mutoh may not be able to compete tonight, if you all remember two weeks ago he was treated with a concussion, the doctors still not clearing him for that."
"The tag team champions knew exactly what they were doing and they just may retain out of principle."
"The festivities are over lets take you down to ringside."
"Ladies and Gentleman this contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship."
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"Ladies and Gentlemen this contest for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship and will have a fifteen minute time limit. Standing over to my right the Challenger, he comes to use from Japan, weighing in at 180 lbs with a Win Loss Record of-"
Sin Cara jumped the gun, slugging Mask over the head and started to lay him out with heavy fists and kicks, dropping him with a quick suplex then watched him rise and blasted him over the head with the Cruiserweight Title, the ref pushing him back as he went to check on him, Cara pushing him out of the way and dropped him with a snap piledriver then yelled at him to check on him.
Cara would walk around the ring, raising his title up and showed it off, getting the best of Tiger Mask for sure on this one as Tiger Mask slowly rose to his feet, not having a clue where he was but told the ref he was okay to continue, reluctantly the bell sounding as Cara ran in and blasted him with a shining wizard, waiting for him to rise up and started to clock him over the back and head, ramming him into the corner as he kicked heavily at him.
Cara would drop him with a bulldog then would quickly springboard off the rope with a legdrop over the back of his head, catching him with a dropsault right to the floor. Cara heard the jeers and would leap over the rope, catching Mask with a hurricanrana and tossed him right into the steel post, tossing him into the ring and hit the top rope, coming down with a cross body. Cara pointed down at him as if to ask if this was the best he could do, stomping at the back of his head and rammed him face first into the buckle. He would set him on top, hitting to his back and would move in front, dropping him down with a super sunset flip neckbreaker, following up with a triangle choke.
Mask would kick with his legs as Cara held on for a while, releasing the hold and would wrench at the arm, twisting and turning it as he flipped around the arm and nearly snapped it in half by sitting on it, Mask holding his shoulder as he was then rammed shoulder first into the post and fell to the floor.
Cara told the ref to start counting as Mask forced himself up and into the ring at eight, Cara stomping at the shoulder and back upon entry, wrenching on the arm once again and rammed his shoulder into it, wrapping it around the rope and started to kick at it before breaking, coming off the rope and caught Mask in the face with a flying wheel kick.
Cara then picked him up and tossed him hard to the rope, catching him with a dropkick then a dropkick to the knee, springboarding off the rope and caught Tiger with a knee to the side of the head, quickly climbing to the top and would sault with a cannonball reverse senton splash, Cara finishing him off with a vicious kick to the side of the head.
He woudl look to the crowd, relishing this as he pulled Tiger to his feet, pushing him to the corner and started to slug away at his head, grabbing him by the head and started to headbutt him, actually growling at him as he tossed him hard to the other side, watching him bounce off and caught him with a mach stunner, seeming to knock him out as Cara would springboard off the rope with a moonsault splash, rolling to his feet and signaled he was about to end it.
He would pull Mask to his feet, suplexing him then would body slam him down, locking him in a headlock and actually started to rip at the head of the mask a little bit, tearing and ripping as some of Mask's forehead was shown, Cara dragging him up and would rip off the exposed buckle, looking to smash him into it when Mask blocked with his foot. He hit Cara with a hard shot to the ribs, starting to fight back with heavy tiger strikes, actually turning this into a fight as he would jab, hook, strike, jab, kick, jab, hook, chop, chop, strike, it was as if it were a karate match as Tiger would finish him with a spinkick to the head.
Mask grabbed Cara and would bash his head ten times upon the turnbuckle then continued to strike over his head, tossing him to the rope and caught him with a release double trap hook suplex that nearly broke Cara's neck on the landing. Mask would wrench the arm and started to violently strike at his chest and back of the arm, turning it into a hammerlock cradle as he locked him in the submission. Cara woudl shake his head, trying to fight out of it as Tiger turned it into a hammerlock back suplex, Cara rolling to the floor.
Mask refused to let him get far doing a tiger sault through the ropes and smashed his elbow into his face. Mask would strike to his head, tossing him hard to the apron as Cara would leap up and caught the rope, leaping with a spinning headscissor though Mask countered pulling him back up and ran full speed with Cara up in the air, leaping up like a Tiger upon the railing and leap over, dropping Cara right into the crowd with a running sitout powerbomb.
"Oh my god Jesse that was incredible."
"Let me say this right now, you do NOT mess with Tiger Mask IV Gorilla."
Mask would then hoist Cara up in the air and tossed him back over the railing where he retreated into the ring, Mask going after him and grabbed him by the ankle doing a spinning leg lock, jerking at the leg and slammed it down hard upon the mat. Cara rose to hold his leg and Mask would literally kick him in the chest back down, mounting him and would start to bash at his head with Tiger Strikes, the ref having to break it up some.
Mask dragged him up and slammed him hard to the corner, coming in for a clothesline but Cara would leap up and over catching him in a sunset flip for two, quickly following up with a droptoe hold and came off the rope with a spinning headscissor, grabbing Mask's arm and would leap off the rope with a springboard armdrag, coming at him with a cross body though Tiger caught him, quickly turning it into fallaway slam.
Mask rose to his feet, shaking his arm and went after Cara but he was quickly dropped face first into the buckle, Cara moving behind and would hammerlock the bad arm and started to ram his knees into it. Mask fought out with a back elbow, turning around but was tossed with a monkey flip, Cara hitting the rope and leap with a dropsault, connecting and quickly locked in an armringer. Tiger would fight to his feet, tossing Cara to the rope and ducked for a backbody drop though Cara leapt over, coming off the rope with a reverse sitout senton though Tiger countered it right into a release german suplex.
He came in quick and went for a DDT but Cara slid out and rolled to the floor, Mask chasing after him back into the ring where Cara went for a dropkick, hitting Mask to the apron. Cara would reach over, hitting him over the back looking to ram him to the post but Mask would block with his foot, ramming Cara to the turnbuckle and hit the top rope though Cara hit the rope causing him to crotch it, climbing up and dropped him with a super flatliner DDT.
Cara looked ready to finish this, picking him up for a piledriver but Mask flipped him over, coming off the rope and connected with a wheel kick to the head, signaling for the Tiger Driver as he hooked the arms but his shoulder gave up, Cara coming off the rope with a sunset flip facebuster, hitting the top rope and saulted with a moonsault, crashing and burning as Mask moved out of the way.
Mask then went for the TigerDriver again but his shoulder again gave up, Cara catching him with a standing ensiguri and moved over to the corner, lining up his shot and ran for the Shining Wizard ducked as Cara smashed into the corner, getting release tiger suplexed for his efforts. Make rose up, roaring out to the crowd as he had Cara on the ropes, hitting him with Tiger strikes over and over again, putting him on dream street with a double underhook powerbomb, rotating his shoulder as he was starting to get the kinks out of it, raising him up for the TigerDrier but Cara pulled him in with his legs right into a Cararana, grabbing the ropes, 1-2, No even with the ropes Mask kicked out, Cara running fast and caught him in La Mistca or tried to as TigerMask countered by dropping him with an inverted sit out powerbomb.
Both men rose, Tiger Mask up first as he would strike to him, hitting him in the gut and came off the rope with a vicious dropkick that sent Cara to the apron as Cara clocked him over the head with his foot, coming off the rope and locked in La Mistica an locked it on the bad shoulder as Mask would yell out, trying to break free.
Cara locked it in tightly as Mask tried to crawl his way over to the rope, unable to make any footage towards it as Cara shook his head knowing he had this won, the fans stomping in support for Mask as little by little he got to his feet, using his strength and broke out sending Cara down. He held his arm as Cara grabbed hold of it, jerking it down and went for a spinkick but Tiger ducked, catching Cara with a spinkick of his own sending him to the floor.
Tiger held his arm a bit trying to force himself up, probably a bad idea as the ref started to count, Cara holding his head a bit in pain from that last hit as he rose up, hitting the apron and climbed up..but then dropped down, slowly starting to back away.
"Oh give me a break, Sin Cara is backing away purposely getting himself counted out here."
"What are you talking about Tiger Mask has to beat the champion not the other way around Monsoon."
"This guy is a champion and he takes off right in the middle of a match, totally gutless and classless."
"I disagree Monsoon this is smart strategy, he's probably hurt from that kick and taking himself out of the match before anything worse happens."
"Oh please Jess the guy is an insult to his own division."
Cara would slowly make it up to the stage as the ref would continue to count and rang the bell.
"Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner by Count Out, Tiger Mask IV."
What a bullshit way to end a match as the fans were happy he won but it was such a cheap way to win he might as well have lost, granted he won the match but not the title as Cara rose the cruiserweight title up and headed to the back as Tiger Mask rose himself up, holding his shoulder and was angry that he wasn't able to capture the belt but a win was a win and there would most deffinately be a next time.
Entering the business in late 87', he would dominate WcW in tag teams only to break out on his own. He would later invade the WWF having won the World Title Twice and had notable fueds with Bret Hart, Undertaker and Shawn Michaels. With his power and roughneck toughness he would climb the ladder a second time in WcW where he later again would dominate and most noteably became the self proclaimed Ruler...Of The World..as the G1 Climax Proudly Welcomes, Sid Vicious. The G1 Climax, coming This Spring to the NWA.
We then quickly cut to the back as we see Ric Flair's private dressing room though that wasn't what caught everyone's eye as Jeff Jarrett came into view, slowly knocking on the door as it would slowly open. Flair and Jarrett would lock eyes though it was hard to hear what they said, something about 'business' as Jarrett entered and the door closed behind.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the NWA Angel's Championship!"
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Melina was brimming with confidence, smiling and smirking all the while, while MsChif was all business, the bell ringing. They locked up, MsChif hitting an arm wringer on Melina, then delivering a stiff kick to the midsection, then one to the face! She pushed Melina off the ropes, taking her down with a clothesline. She dropped an elbow onto her chest, picking Melina back up and brought her to the corner. Melina fought out with right hands, rocking MsChif back and quickly left the ring.
The fans booed wildly, Melina escaping from MsChif for a brief moment before getting grabbed from behind and tossed back into the ring. Melina got back to her feet and swung wildly, missing as MsChif hit a back suplex with a bridge. 1.... 2.... no, Melina kicked out and rolled to her feet, pulling herself up in the corner. MsChif charged in with a clothesline, then brought her out with a monkey flip, turning her over into a recliner submission. MsChif reeled back, wrenching on the back as Melina struggled, getting up to her knees before digging her nails into MsChif's face, breaknig the hold.
MsChif held her face as Melina charged forward, but was back body dropped down to the canvas. She got back to her feet and was taken out of the ring with a dropkick straight to the chest, sending Melina through the ropes to the floor below. MsChif screamed out, the fans getting behind her as the referee began to count Melina. He got to four before Melina started to stir, getting back to her feet, climbing on the apron. MsChif went to meet her there, but was met with an elbow to the face, Melina getting back into the ring at seven.
They locked up again, this time Melina getting the advantage as she lifted MsChif up for a suplex, but MsChif went up and over, landing on her feet behind her and rolling her up in a japanese rolling clutch! 1.... 2.... no, Melina fired her off into the ropes. MsChif went for a low dropkick, but Melina fell back onto her back, MsChif flying over her, missing. Melina got back up and went for a cross body block, but MsChif bent backwards, Melina completely missing her target and went flying through the ropes to the floor! MsChif bridged back up, looking at Melina on the floor as she came off with a suicide dive, sending Melina into the railing.
She tossed Melina back into the ring, dropping her with a backbreaker, covering. 1.... 2.... no, Melina kicked out still, as MsChif went to work on the back. She picked Melina up and sent her into the corner, but Melina reversed it, MsChif bouncing up, going over, but Melina caught her and drilled her into the top turnbuckle, then turned around and dropped her with a powerslam. She got back to her feet and started egging the crowd on, going for the cover. 1.... 2.... no, MsChif kicked out. Melina got back to her feet and dropped MsChif with a quick suplex before walking around the ring, screaming that MsChif was nothing.
She picked MsChif up who woke up with a vicious right hand that sent Melina back. Melina kicked at her knee and went for a DDT, but MsChif lifted her off the ground and dropped her face and chest first right onto the mat! Melina got back up and was clotheslined over the top to the floor again, MsChif taking control. MsChif climbed the top rope, waiting for Melina to rise as she leapt off with a flying body press from the top, but Melina sidestepped her, MsChif crashing into the floor below! MsChif splat on the floor, Melina screeching out herself as she rolled MsChif back in, stomping on her, telling her that she was a fluke.
Melina did a double jumping stomp onto MsChif's lower back, just working overtime on it as she pulled her up by the hair, driving her face into the turnbuckle. Melina grabbed her by the hair again and yanked MsChif down to the mat face first, stomping at her back. She picked MsChif up and slammed her down hard.
"MsChif is down, why isn't Melina going for the cover, Monsoon?"
"Arrogance, Jesse. she's wasting to much time!"
"Absolutely, we could've had a new champ already!"
"Showboating and grandstanding is gonna cost her!"
Melina continued to egg the fans on as MsChif got back to her feet, Melina charging forward, taking her down with a clothesline, then another one. MsChif couldn't get her offense back as she was whipped to the corner, but springboarded off the second rope into a cross body that Melina ducked out of the way of, MsChif hitting the canvas hard! Melina screamed at everyone, saying "I told you this bitch was out of my league!" She picked MsChif up and hooked her backwards, going for a reverse DDT, but brought her leg up to her throat, slamming her down with a leg split reverse DDT! MsChif was finished right there, but Melina refused to go for the cover! Instead, she picked MsChif up and sent her hard into the corner, lifting her to the top rope. She hooked her up for a superplex and lifted off, but somehow, MsChif was able to land on the bottom rope behind Melina and hooked her up for a super german suplex!
Melina was folded in half like a card table, MsChif rolling her over for the cover! 1.... 2.... NO! Melina still kicked out as MsChif was barely able to get back to her feet. They started trading right hands back and forth, MsChif getting the better of it, rocking Melina to the corner. She sent Melina into the far corner, coming in fast, but Melina hit the corner and bounced out of the way, MsChif's shoulder smacking the post hard! Melina climbed on top of her back and screamed out, hitting HER version of Code Green, spiking MsChif's shoulders into the mat! 1.... 2.... NO! MsChif kicked out of it!
Melina couldn't believe it, screaming out at the referee, and grabbing the Angel's Championship belt from the timekeeper, sliding back into the ring with it. The referee yelled at her to put it down, but Melina just shoved him away, charging forward as MsChif rose up sptting the green mist straight into her eyes! Melina dropped the belt as MsChif hooked the arm and dropped her with the Desecrator straight onto the belt! MsChif tossed the belt away, hooking the leg! 1.... 2.... 3!
"Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and still NWA Angel's Champion, MsChif!"
MsChif proved once again that she was no fluke, and Melina was defeated right in the middle of the ring for the 1-2-3. MsChif grabbed her title belt and left the ringside area, not even looking back at her adversary, as Todd Grisham caught up with her.
"MsChif, if I may, a word real quickly on your hard fought victory over Melina, do you feel it was a little bit tainted via the use of the green mist?"
"Are you kidding me? You mean to tell me that bitch out there isn't used to having shit on her face? Tonight proves why I am the Angel's Champion, and why I'm not a fluke. Melina, you've learned a valuable lesson tonight: Just because you hang with someone with talent, doesn't mean that you have it, bitch."
"Thank you, MsChif, congratulations again. Gorilla and Jesse, back to you."
"Thank you Todd, some strong words from the champion."
"Well, Melina should've capitalized, Monsoon, she had plenty of opportunities to capture the championship, and instead, she showboated around out there. Perhaps she should've come into this matchup more focused, and we'd have a new champion."
Beginning in the AWA, he would quickly accend the ranks and broke into New Japan and All Japan Pro where he would insue a riot against a Pro Inoki Crowd. His undoubtable size, power, speed an agility brought him the IWGP World Championship and being a Triple Crown Champion would lead him to the Americas where he not only dominated but won the WcW World Championship and later returning to Japan to win the GHC World Tag Team Championship and most notably used in Video Game Lore as the G1 Climax Proudly Welcomes, Big Van Vader. The G1 Climax, coming this spring to the NWA.
"Ladies and Gentleman this contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA United States Championship."
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Del Rio and Morrison, err Nitro, a rivalry in intself as Del Rio would kiss the title and fixed his hair in the reflection as the match was on. Nitro and Del Rio locked up, Del Rio shoving him off and caught Nitro with an armdrag then a dropkick to the corner, winking at him as Nitro fired out of the corner and tackled him down.
He was slugging away at his head, punching the hell out of him as Del Rio slid out and rolled to the floor, needing a moment as Nitro flew through the ropes with a suicide dive, crashing into the announce table and continued to punch over his head. Nitro pulled him up and tossed him to the stairs but was irish whipped, Nitro leaping onto the stairs and would moonsault, splashing upon Del Rio then did a spin kick across his head, knocking him over the stairs. Nitro moved around and tossed Del Rio into the ring, coming off the rope with a missile dropkick then a cross body, locking in a headlock.
Del Rio slowly rose to his feet, tossing Nitro off and caught him with a shoulder block, coming off the rope with a baseball slide to the side of the head, pulling him up by the hair and smashed him into the buckle. Del Rio slugged over his head, placing him on top then jerked him off by the ankle, watching him smack hard upon the mat, covering for two.
Del Rio dragged him up again, suplexing him down then kicked hard to his spine, watching him rise and caught him with a stiff dropsault to the face sending him to the floor. Del Rio would wave his arms and hands in victory as Nitro climbed the apron, Del Rio hitting him in the gut and went to ram him into the post. Nitro blocked with his foot and caught Del Rio in the face with a kick, climbing the rope quickly and dropped him with a snap tornado DDT, covering for two.
Nitro pulled him up, striking over his back and ribs with his knee, tossing him to the ropes but was irish whipped again, Nitro countering with a spinning headscissor, getting Del Rio dizzy and caught him with a dropkick then almost a Nitroblast but Del Rio rolled to the floor. He shook his head no, not falling for that as Nitro flew from the top rope and splashed down upon him. Nitro tossed him back into the ring without wasted motion, rolling after him but Del Rio went back to the floor, walking up the ramp. Nitro chased after him, hitting him from behind and tossed him back inside, rolling inside but Del Rio caught him with a kick to the back of the head.
That stunned him as Del Rio mounted and started to punch to his head until Nitro brought his legs up and cradled, almost getting a three right there. Both men rose as Nitro caught him with a leg sweep, grabbing the leg but Del Rio kicked him off to the corner. Nitro quickly climbing up top and came down with a double ax, coming off the rope with his running knee but Del Rio ducked and caught him with a school boy only for two.
Del Rio struck first, trying for a DDT but Nitro dropped him with a backbody drop, charging in though Del Rio flapjacked him right into the ropes, Nitro holding his ribs a bit as Del Rio would run and punt him over and over again in the chest and stomach, dragging him away from the ropes and did a double knee smash over the ribs. Del Rio continued with a rib breaker and surfboard stretch, putting pressure on those ribs as Nitro yelled out.
Del Rio would get him back to the corner, hitting knee after knee to those ribs, setting him on the top and climbed up, looking for a suplexplex but Nitro blocked his attempt, starting to headbutt him down to the mat. Nitro caught his balance until Rodriquez got onto the apron. Nitro would kick him off as Del Rio climbed the top once again, trying to pull Nitro down but he blocked, pushing Del Rio off as he crotched the rope, Nitro then leaping with a spinning headscissor and tossed him into the ring no less. Nitro rose, going after him but took a hard shot to the ribs and was tossed to the floor, Del Rio distracting the ref while Rodriquze started to hit Nitro.
Del Rio then ran full speed with a baseball slide as Nitro moved out of the way, Rodriquez eating Del Rio's foot as he was dragged to the floor and tossed hard into the stairs. Del Rio slowly rose up as Nitro would hit him with a Flying Chuck using the barricade and kicked him over the stairs. Nitro would grab him by the hair and slammed him into the announce table, climbing into the ring and hit the top rope but Del Rio rolled off the table into the crowd, making a retreat. Nitro wouldn't have that as he chased after him, hitting him from behind and started to punch at him back to ringside, clotheslining him over the railing.
Nitro would wait, looking to leap off the railing as he saulted it, Del Rio kicking it forcing him to lose his balance and land on his ribs, falling over in pain. Del Rio tossed him into the ring and caught him with a leap over shoulder block then a bodysplash for two. Del Rio pulled him up by the hair, tossing him hard to the ropes, missing a clothesline as Nitro would springboard from the middle rope to the other rope to confuse Del Rio and dropped him with a corkscrew dropkick.
Nitro would rise up, connecting with his running knee right into his face, hitting the rope and leapt off with Starship Pain but Del Rio got the knees up driving them into the ribs. Del Rio rose up first, catching him with a back suplex, grabbing the feet and dragged him to the center, grabbing the legs and would sling shot Nitro face first into the turnbuckle as he smacked off. Del Rio dragged him up, setting him up for a piledriver but Nitro flailed with his feet, picking Del Rio up and dropped him with an Alabama Slam. Nitro followed up with a clothesline and an atomic drop complete with a dropkick to the floor.
Del Rio had enough, grabbing his title belt and started to leave when Nitro cut him off with a kick right to the jaw, tossing him into the ring and climbed up when Rodriquez grabbed his ankle, kicking him off as Del Rio caught him with an ensiguri on the back of the head, dragging Nitro back inside and covered only for two. Del Rio argued a bit and pulled Nitro to his feet, tossing him hard to the corner and came in, taking a boot to the face as Nitro climbed up, leaping with a back elbow to the face, rolling to his feet and caught Del Rio with a running clothesline, both men falling to the floor.
Nitro was the first up, dragging Del Rio and slammed him upon the announce table, moving over to the ring and would climb the rope, looking to finish the fate of Del Rio when Rodriquez stood in front of him, telling him no he wasn't about to do it but Morrison said screw it and jumped anyway, Rodriquez leaping on top of Del Rio as a shield as Nitro crashed through both of them through the table.
Nitro rose up like a mad man, tossing some of the debris as he grabbed Del Rio, tossing him into the ring and climbed the rope, coming down with Starship Pain, covering, 1-2 NO Del Rio got his foot on the rope, bad positioning as Nitro pulled him up. He set him up for the Moonlight Drive, spinning though Del Rio countered out of it and caught him with a double knee rib breaker.
Del Rio rose up, shaking his head a bit, tackling Nitro to the corner and rammed his shoudlers into his ribs over and over again, setting him on top, looking for a suplexplex once again but Nitro wasn't going anywhere. Del Rio hit the ribs and tried again but Nitro rose him up and flung him down chest first upon the mat, leaping with a headscissor but Del Rio countered it right into a sit out powerbomb, covering only for two.
Del Rio dragged him up, looking for a powerbomb but Nitro slid out and caught him with a neckbreaker on the way down. Nitro got to his feet and hit along his back, pulling him up though Del Rio broke free and hit him with a stiff european uppercut, kicking to his ribs and locked in a headlock, aiming for a bulldog when Nitro pushed him off. Del Rio came off the rope, sliding under an attempted Nitroblast and dropped him with the double knee arm breaker. He rose up and waited patiently and went for the cross arm breaker but Nitro pushed him off, ducking a clothesline attempt and caught him right in the mouth with the Nitroblast, covering with one good arm, 1-2, no Del Rio grabbed the rope with his hand.
Nitro rose to his feet, trying to shake his arm free though Del Rio quickly caught him in a hammerlock, Nitro kicking off the turnbuckle and flipped behind him, ducking a punch and dropped him with the Moonlight Drive, covering him, 1-2, NO Rodriquez put Del Rio's foot on the rope and called for the ref whom yelled at him to leave ringside. Rodriquez climbed the apron to yell at the ref as Nitro would hit him with a Nitroblast in the face knocking him out, turning around right into a cross arm breaker.
Nitro kicked with his feet, trying to get out of this hold, growling and grunting some as Del Rio had it locked in good and tight as Nitro was able to slink around after a moment, getting his foot on the rope. Del Rio broke and locked him in a hammerlock, slamming him down and came in with an ensiguri. Nitro would duck it just in time, catching Del Rio with a dropsault to the face. He came off the rope with a flying chuck but Del Rio ducked it, Nitro rolling to his feet and charged in with a cross body, Del Rio countered it into a powerslam when Nitro countered that, ramming him into the corner and leapt off the rope, this time connecting with the Flying Chuck, rolling to his feet and finished Del Rio off with a Moonlight Drive as Del Rio slid out and countered with an Ensiguri right to the back of the head, covering, 1-2-3.
"Ladies and Gentleman here is your winner and Still NWA United States Champion, Alberto Del Rio."
Son of a bitch Del Rio scores the victory as he rolled out of the ring, taking his title belt and rose it up, laughing all the way to the bank, grabbing a pen from a fan and signed his name on a Sting poster on his way out, Nitro rising up to his feet holding his head as he was quite angry over the loss, actually shoving the ref on his ass over it and made his way up the ramp, not in the best moods as we prepared for the next match.
Starting in the AWA where he achieved Tag Team success and holding the AWA Title for 53 weeks, he would break out into the WWF where he saw potential and great success in winning the IC Championship on two seperate occasions. Once arriving in WcW he was able to quickly dominate the ring becoming United States Champion and a Tag Team Champion only to return to WWF later with a Champions Welcome. Most notably known for hitting a home run, sinking a hole in one, bowling a 300 game and most importantly being absolutely Perfect as the G1 Climax Proudly Welcomes, Mr. Perfect. The G1 Climax coming this spring to the NWA.
Slowly Ric Flair's Dressing room door would open and Jarrett slowly walked out, Kevin Kelly right there with a mic.
"Mr. Jarrett if I could get a quick comment, what...are you or were you doing in Ric Flair's dressing room?"
"We'll just say...me and Flair...have an understanding."
Jarrett would slowly walk off as we cut back to ringside.
We caught up backstage with Todd Grisham.
"Ladies and gentlemen, standing next to me, Masahiro Chono. Chono, coming up next is your opportunity to recapture the World Tag Team Championships that were stolen from you at Starrcade, but your partner, Keiji Mutoh is nowhere in sight. No word from the hospital has come back, Keiji has been out of commission, have you found a replacement?"
Chono looked at Todd, looking angry, before putting on a pair of black leather fingerless gloves, his trenchcoat, and his sunglasses. "Tonight... I go to war. Keiji..." Chono whipped out a black baseball bat! "... or no Keiji."
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Priceless looked confident in the middle of the ring, laughing it up with Bobby Heenan and Ted DiBiase, when the lights began to dim. Smoke poured from the back of the arena and a large black hummer slowly pulled into view.
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Oh my God, NWO Chono? The black ball bat had the NWO logo emblazoned on it, as Chono cleared the ring with the bat, Priceless getting the hell out of there for fear of their lives as Chono stood tall in the middle of the ring, looking down at Priceless, looking scared to death. Priceless then... began to smile, as Koji and Gotoh flew from the back, going to jump Chono, but Chono turned around, blasting Koji in the stomach, then in the back with the ball bat! Gotoh slid into the ring and swung for Chono's head with the staff, but Chono ducked it, nailing Gotoh with the Yakuza Kick dead in the face, knocking Koji and Gotoh out of the ring! Priceless were scared to death, climbing up on the apron, when all of a sudden, lightning hit the stage, catching the stage on fire!
"SOMEONE PUT THAT FIRE OUT!"
The fire was put out quickly as Priceless started to head up the ramp, when the lights cut out!
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The return of The Great Muta! Muta came charging down the ramp, clotheslining both members of Priceless down on the floor, before rolling them back into the ring, into Chono's waiting hands! Chono fired Ted into the corner, then Cody, before nailing them both with a high impact clothesline, holding them in the corner as Muta ran forward with a cartwheel back elbow, bringing Cody out with a bulldog! Cody rolled to the floor as Chono gorilla pressed Ted over his head and sent him crashing right on top of Cody on the floor! Priceless was just starting to get back to their feet when Muta launched himself over the top rope, nailing both of them with a plauncha! He rolled Cody back into the ring, getting to his corner, as Chono blasted Cody in the face with a right hand, knocking him to Muta, who hit him with a throat thrust, back to Chono! Back and forth like a ping pong ball, until Chono finally hit him with a belly to belly suplex, throwing Cody to the other side of the ring!
Cody slid out of the ring and fell to the floor, using the railing to pull himself up as Chono flew through the ropes with a suicide shoulder tackle, knocking Cody straight over the railing into the fans! Chono had taken complete control as Ted came around to help out, getting hip tossed over the railing, right onto Cody! Maryse ran over to protect them, as Chono just stared her down, backing her up, as she bumped her back into... The Great Muta! Muta just bent down and stared deeply into her eyes, sticking his tongue out, scaring the ever loving shit out of her, as she ran all the way to the backstage area, leaving ringside completely! Chono and Muta grabbed Cody and Ted from the fans and suplexed them back into the ringside area, but Priceless went up and over and slid back into the ring, fearing for their lives as Chono and Muta hit the apron. They leapt with dropkicks, knocking Chono down off the apron, as Muta flew off the apron, hitting the railing back first!
Ted tagged in legally as Cody and Ted started to double team on Chono, hammering away on the back of his head, getting in some offense. They whipped him to the corner hard, but he came out with a double clothesline, knocking both of them down. Chono launched Ted into the corner and started to chop at Ted's chest! Ted's chest was a bright, bright red by the time Chono was done with him, as he kicked him low in the gut and hooked the arms, going for the ChonoTrigger early, but Cody came in and dropkicked Chono right in the knee, stopping all momentum. Ted quickly rolled to the corner, holding his chest, and tagging Cody in. Muta finally got back up to his corner as Cody threw Chono to the ropes, missing a clothesline as Chono came off with a spinning heel kick! Cody got back to his feet as Chono just stayed on the other side of the ring... pointing to Muta!
Ted and Cody both got in the center of the ring and begged Chono NOT to tag in Muta. Cody whispered something to Ted as Ted ran from the ring and grabbed the tag title belts! The referee ordered him to stop, but Ted just pushed him out of the way and ran forward... offering the tag title belts to Chono! They were just gonna give them away? Anything to save their lives, I guess. Chono looked at both of them, and an audible "Fuck you!" was seen cross Chono's lips, as he tagged in The Great Muta!
Ted and Cody ran forward with the tag belts, swinging for the fences as Muta blinded them BOTH with the red mist, square in the eyes, Cody falling to the outside, as Ted was hit by Total Elimination from Chono and Muta! Ted was dead to the world as he rose up in the center of the ring... the WORST spot in the world to be in, as Chono and Muta were at opposite corners... nailing Ted with the Blackout! This match was over and done as Muta spat more red mist into the air before covering! 1.... 2.... NO, Gotoh pulled the referee out knocking him down! Son of a bitch, what the hell were they doing here still?
Chono ran to the outside to beat the hell out of Gotoh as Muta rose up in the center of the ring, being turned around by Koji who spat a fireball straight into Muta's face! Muta hit the ground hard as Gotoh was fighting Chono off at the rampway, Koji coming to help him! Muta held his face in pain as Ted Jr. got the cover, Bobby tossing the referee back in! 1.... 2.... NO! Muta kicked out of it somehow! Ted Jr. couldn't believe it as Cody got into the ring, Cody quickly hitting CrossRhodes! Ted picked Muta up and hit DreamStreet, covering soon after! 1.... 2.... NO! Muta STILL kicked out, despite the pain in his face!
Chono was sent into the apron by Koji, but was Yakuza kicked square in the head, knocking him over the railing, but Gotoh grabbed the staff and knocked Chono down to a knee! Gotoh backed up and charged, but Chono quickly grabbed the ball bat and swung, snapping Gotoh's staff straight in two! Gotoh looked stunned as Chono nailed him in the gut with the bat, setting him up for a ChonoTrigger! On the inside, Priceless hit Lock, Stock, and Barrel right on Muta, Ted quickly covering as Chono nailed Gotoh with the ChonoTrigger! 1! Chono turned around and ran to the ring! 2! Chono slid into the ring with the ball bat! 3! No!!!! Chono didn't make it!
"Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners and STILL NWA World Tag Team Champions, Cody Rhodes and Ted DiBiase, Priceless!"
Chono didn't make it in time! Muta was taken out of commission by a fireball, otherwise we would've had new World Tag Team Champions! Cody and Ted, still with red mist on their faces, but still the NWA World Tag Team Champions as Chono knelt over his fallen partner, Muta still holding his face in pain as EMTs tried to make it to the ring, but Chono would have NONE of that, fending everyone off with the bat. Chono picked his partner up, pushing him out of the ring carefully before grabbing him and helping him to the back, Chono was visibly shaking with anger, no one daring to come anywhere near him.
Chono and Muta made it to the back, where Chono refused to let anyone touch Muta, until Antonio Inoki came into the screen, telling Chono, in Japanese of course, probably to calm down, and let the doctors take Muta. Chono reluctantly listened to Inoki, the two having history, Inoki speaking English now.
"I know we have history. That's in the past. No more. Just calm down, doctors take care of Muta."
Chono grabbed the ball bat and walked into the background, hitting anything and EVERYTHING with it, breaking windows, knocking down tech equipment, even breaking one of the cameras! Chono was the farthest thing possible from happy as we had to go back to Gorilla and Jesse.
"Well Jess, it doesn't look good for whoever gets in Chono's way now."
"You know, under normal circumstances, I'd be all for Chono and Muta not keeping their eyes on the ball, that's a rookie mistake that guys like that should NEVER make, but this went way too far, way too fast, let's look at the replay here. The fireball goes STRAIGHT into Muta's face, Gorilla. I commend Priceless for taking advantage of the situation, but at this point, I'm more concerned about the welfare of Muta."
"Right in the face, Jesse, there could be some serious corneal or retinal damage done, we will keep you updated for sure as soon as we get word. I just hope that we haven't seen the career of that amazing athlete's come to an end."
"Absolutely, Monsoon, and I hate to be the one to do this, but we've gotta take it back up to the ring. Take it, Justin."
Venue : PNC Arena In Religh North Carolina
Tag Line : The Clash Of The Champions
Dark Matches
Ultimo Dragon def. Jinsei
Jeff Jarrett def. The Patriot
CM Punk def. Matt Hardy
"Over 22 Thousand Strong here in Flair Country for this prestigious event, welcome to the PNC Arena, Welcome to Clash Of The Champions, hello everyone I'm Gorilla Monsoon and tonight with six stellar title matches it's deffinately going to turn some heads, my colleque tonight, Jesse Ventura."
"You can tell we're deffinately in Flair country tonight with all the signs and banners but I think every champion is in trouble tonight."
"That you may be right however we just got breaking news that Keiji Mutoh may not be able to compete tonight, if you all remember two weeks ago he was treated with a concussion, the doctors still not clearing him for that."
"The tag team champions knew exactly what they were doing and they just may retain out of principle."
"The festivities are over lets take you down to ringside."
"Ladies and Gentleman this contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship."
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"Ladies and Gentlemen this contest for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship and will have a fifteen minute time limit. Standing over to my right the Challenger, he comes to use from Japan, weighing in at 180 lbs with a Win Loss Record of-"
Sin Cara jumped the gun, slugging Mask over the head and started to lay him out with heavy fists and kicks, dropping him with a quick suplex then watched him rise and blasted him over the head with the Cruiserweight Title, the ref pushing him back as he went to check on him, Cara pushing him out of the way and dropped him with a snap piledriver then yelled at him to check on him.
Cara would walk around the ring, raising his title up and showed it off, getting the best of Tiger Mask for sure on this one as Tiger Mask slowly rose to his feet, not having a clue where he was but told the ref he was okay to continue, reluctantly the bell sounding as Cara ran in and blasted him with a shining wizard, waiting for him to rise up and started to clock him over the back and head, ramming him into the corner as he kicked heavily at him.
Cara would drop him with a bulldog then would quickly springboard off the rope with a legdrop over the back of his head, catching him with a dropsault right to the floor. Cara heard the jeers and would leap over the rope, catching Mask with a hurricanrana and tossed him right into the steel post, tossing him into the ring and hit the top rope, coming down with a cross body. Cara pointed down at him as if to ask if this was the best he could do, stomping at the back of his head and rammed him face first into the buckle. He would set him on top, hitting to his back and would move in front, dropping him down with a super sunset flip neckbreaker, following up with a triangle choke.
Mask would kick with his legs as Cara held on for a while, releasing the hold and would wrench at the arm, twisting and turning it as he flipped around the arm and nearly snapped it in half by sitting on it, Mask holding his shoulder as he was then rammed shoulder first into the post and fell to the floor.
Cara told the ref to start counting as Mask forced himself up and into the ring at eight, Cara stomping at the shoulder and back upon entry, wrenching on the arm once again and rammed his shoulder into it, wrapping it around the rope and started to kick at it before breaking, coming off the rope and caught Mask in the face with a flying wheel kick.
Cara then picked him up and tossed him hard to the rope, catching him with a dropkick then a dropkick to the knee, springboarding off the rope and caught Tiger with a knee to the side of the head, quickly climbing to the top and would sault with a cannonball reverse senton splash, Cara finishing him off with a vicious kick to the side of the head.
He woudl look to the crowd, relishing this as he pulled Tiger to his feet, pushing him to the corner and started to slug away at his head, grabbing him by the head and started to headbutt him, actually growling at him as he tossed him hard to the other side, watching him bounce off and caught him with a mach stunner, seeming to knock him out as Cara would springboard off the rope with a moonsault splash, rolling to his feet and signaled he was about to end it.
He would pull Mask to his feet, suplexing him then would body slam him down, locking him in a headlock and actually started to rip at the head of the mask a little bit, tearing and ripping as some of Mask's forehead was shown, Cara dragging him up and would rip off the exposed buckle, looking to smash him into it when Mask blocked with his foot. He hit Cara with a hard shot to the ribs, starting to fight back with heavy tiger strikes, actually turning this into a fight as he would jab, hook, strike, jab, kick, jab, hook, chop, chop, strike, it was as if it were a karate match as Tiger would finish him with a spinkick to the head.
Mask grabbed Cara and would bash his head ten times upon the turnbuckle then continued to strike over his head, tossing him to the rope and caught him with a release double trap hook suplex that nearly broke Cara's neck on the landing. Mask would wrench the arm and started to violently strike at his chest and back of the arm, turning it into a hammerlock cradle as he locked him in the submission. Cara woudl shake his head, trying to fight out of it as Tiger turned it into a hammerlock back suplex, Cara rolling to the floor.
Mask refused to let him get far doing a tiger sault through the ropes and smashed his elbow into his face. Mask would strike to his head, tossing him hard to the apron as Cara would leap up and caught the rope, leaping with a spinning headscissor though Mask countered pulling him back up and ran full speed with Cara up in the air, leaping up like a Tiger upon the railing and leap over, dropping Cara right into the crowd with a running sitout powerbomb.
"Oh my god Jesse that was incredible."
"Let me say this right now, you do NOT mess with Tiger Mask IV Gorilla."
Mask would then hoist Cara up in the air and tossed him back over the railing where he retreated into the ring, Mask going after him and grabbed him by the ankle doing a spinning leg lock, jerking at the leg and slammed it down hard upon the mat. Cara rose to hold his leg and Mask would literally kick him in the chest back down, mounting him and would start to bash at his head with Tiger Strikes, the ref having to break it up some.
Mask dragged him up and slammed him hard to the corner, coming in for a clothesline but Cara would leap up and over catching him in a sunset flip for two, quickly following up with a droptoe hold and came off the rope with a spinning headscissor, grabbing Mask's arm and would leap off the rope with a springboard armdrag, coming at him with a cross body though Tiger caught him, quickly turning it into fallaway slam.
Mask rose to his feet, shaking his arm and went after Cara but he was quickly dropped face first into the buckle, Cara moving behind and would hammerlock the bad arm and started to ram his knees into it. Mask fought out with a back elbow, turning around but was tossed with a monkey flip, Cara hitting the rope and leap with a dropsault, connecting and quickly locked in an armringer. Tiger would fight to his feet, tossing Cara to the rope and ducked for a backbody drop though Cara leapt over, coming off the rope with a reverse sitout senton though Tiger countered it right into a release german suplex.
He came in quick and went for a DDT but Cara slid out and rolled to the floor, Mask chasing after him back into the ring where Cara went for a dropkick, hitting Mask to the apron. Cara would reach over, hitting him over the back looking to ram him to the post but Mask would block with his foot, ramming Cara to the turnbuckle and hit the top rope though Cara hit the rope causing him to crotch it, climbing up and dropped him with a super flatliner DDT.
Cara looked ready to finish this, picking him up for a piledriver but Mask flipped him over, coming off the rope and connected with a wheel kick to the head, signaling for the Tiger Driver as he hooked the arms but his shoulder gave up, Cara coming off the rope with a sunset flip facebuster, hitting the top rope and saulted with a moonsault, crashing and burning as Mask moved out of the way.
Mask then went for the TigerDriver again but his shoulder again gave up, Cara catching him with a standing ensiguri and moved over to the corner, lining up his shot and ran for the Shining Wizard ducked as Cara smashed into the corner, getting release tiger suplexed for his efforts. Make rose up, roaring out to the crowd as he had Cara on the ropes, hitting him with Tiger strikes over and over again, putting him on dream street with a double underhook powerbomb, rotating his shoulder as he was starting to get the kinks out of it, raising him up for the TigerDrier but Cara pulled him in with his legs right into a Cararana, grabbing the ropes, 1-2, No even with the ropes Mask kicked out, Cara running fast and caught him in La Mistca or tried to as TigerMask countered by dropping him with an inverted sit out powerbomb.
Both men rose, Tiger Mask up first as he would strike to him, hitting him in the gut and came off the rope with a vicious dropkick that sent Cara to the apron as Cara clocked him over the head with his foot, coming off the rope and locked in La Mistica an locked it on the bad shoulder as Mask would yell out, trying to break free.
Cara locked it in tightly as Mask tried to crawl his way over to the rope, unable to make any footage towards it as Cara shook his head knowing he had this won, the fans stomping in support for Mask as little by little he got to his feet, using his strength and broke out sending Cara down. He held his arm as Cara grabbed hold of it, jerking it down and went for a spinkick but Tiger ducked, catching Cara with a spinkick of his own sending him to the floor.
Tiger held his arm a bit trying to force himself up, probably a bad idea as the ref started to count, Cara holding his head a bit in pain from that last hit as he rose up, hitting the apron and climbed up..but then dropped down, slowly starting to back away.
"Oh give me a break, Sin Cara is backing away purposely getting himself counted out here."
"What are you talking about Tiger Mask has to beat the champion not the other way around Monsoon."
"This guy is a champion and he takes off right in the middle of a match, totally gutless and classless."
"I disagree Monsoon this is smart strategy, he's probably hurt from that kick and taking himself out of the match before anything worse happens."
"Oh please Jess the guy is an insult to his own division."
Cara would slowly make it up to the stage as the ref would continue to count and rang the bell.
"Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner by Count Out, Tiger Mask IV."
What a bullshit way to end a match as the fans were happy he won but it was such a cheap way to win he might as well have lost, granted he won the match but not the title as Cara rose the cruiserweight title up and headed to the back as Tiger Mask rose himself up, holding his shoulder and was angry that he wasn't able to capture the belt but a win was a win and there would most deffinately be a next time.
Entering the business in late 87', he would dominate WcW in tag teams only to break out on his own. He would later invade the WWF having won the World Title Twice and had notable fueds with Bret Hart, Undertaker and Shawn Michaels. With his power and roughneck toughness he would climb the ladder a second time in WcW where he later again would dominate and most noteably became the self proclaimed Ruler...Of The World..as the G1 Climax Proudly Welcomes, Sid Vicious. The G1 Climax, coming This Spring to the NWA.
We then quickly cut to the back as we see Ric Flair's private dressing room though that wasn't what caught everyone's eye as Jeff Jarrett came into view, slowly knocking on the door as it would slowly open. Flair and Jarrett would lock eyes though it was hard to hear what they said, something about 'business' as Jarrett entered and the door closed behind.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the NWA Angel's Championship!"
(Play out)
Melina was brimming with confidence, smiling and smirking all the while, while MsChif was all business, the bell ringing. They locked up, MsChif hitting an arm wringer on Melina, then delivering a stiff kick to the midsection, then one to the face! She pushed Melina off the ropes, taking her down with a clothesline. She dropped an elbow onto her chest, picking Melina back up and brought her to the corner. Melina fought out with right hands, rocking MsChif back and quickly left the ring.
The fans booed wildly, Melina escaping from MsChif for a brief moment before getting grabbed from behind and tossed back into the ring. Melina got back to her feet and swung wildly, missing as MsChif hit a back suplex with a bridge. 1.... 2.... no, Melina kicked out and rolled to her feet, pulling herself up in the corner. MsChif charged in with a clothesline, then brought her out with a monkey flip, turning her over into a recliner submission. MsChif reeled back, wrenching on the back as Melina struggled, getting up to her knees before digging her nails into MsChif's face, breaknig the hold.
MsChif held her face as Melina charged forward, but was back body dropped down to the canvas. She got back to her feet and was taken out of the ring with a dropkick straight to the chest, sending Melina through the ropes to the floor below. MsChif screamed out, the fans getting behind her as the referee began to count Melina. He got to four before Melina started to stir, getting back to her feet, climbing on the apron. MsChif went to meet her there, but was met with an elbow to the face, Melina getting back into the ring at seven.
They locked up again, this time Melina getting the advantage as she lifted MsChif up for a suplex, but MsChif went up and over, landing on her feet behind her and rolling her up in a japanese rolling clutch! 1.... 2.... no, Melina fired her off into the ropes. MsChif went for a low dropkick, but Melina fell back onto her back, MsChif flying over her, missing. Melina got back up and went for a cross body block, but MsChif bent backwards, Melina completely missing her target and went flying through the ropes to the floor! MsChif bridged back up, looking at Melina on the floor as she came off with a suicide dive, sending Melina into the railing.
She tossed Melina back into the ring, dropping her with a backbreaker, covering. 1.... 2.... no, Melina kicked out still, as MsChif went to work on the back. She picked Melina up and sent her into the corner, but Melina reversed it, MsChif bouncing up, going over, but Melina caught her and drilled her into the top turnbuckle, then turned around and dropped her with a powerslam. She got back to her feet and started egging the crowd on, going for the cover. 1.... 2.... no, MsChif kicked out. Melina got back to her feet and dropped MsChif with a quick suplex before walking around the ring, screaming that MsChif was nothing.
She picked MsChif up who woke up with a vicious right hand that sent Melina back. Melina kicked at her knee and went for a DDT, but MsChif lifted her off the ground and dropped her face and chest first right onto the mat! Melina got back up and was clotheslined over the top to the floor again, MsChif taking control. MsChif climbed the top rope, waiting for Melina to rise as she leapt off with a flying body press from the top, but Melina sidestepped her, MsChif crashing into the floor below! MsChif splat on the floor, Melina screeching out herself as she rolled MsChif back in, stomping on her, telling her that she was a fluke.
Melina did a double jumping stomp onto MsChif's lower back, just working overtime on it as she pulled her up by the hair, driving her face into the turnbuckle. Melina grabbed her by the hair again and yanked MsChif down to the mat face first, stomping at her back. She picked MsChif up and slammed her down hard.
"MsChif is down, why isn't Melina going for the cover, Monsoon?"
"Arrogance, Jesse. she's wasting to much time!"
"Absolutely, we could've had a new champ already!"
"Showboating and grandstanding is gonna cost her!"
Melina continued to egg the fans on as MsChif got back to her feet, Melina charging forward, taking her down with a clothesline, then another one. MsChif couldn't get her offense back as she was whipped to the corner, but springboarded off the second rope into a cross body that Melina ducked out of the way of, MsChif hitting the canvas hard! Melina screamed at everyone, saying "I told you this bitch was out of my league!" She picked MsChif up and hooked her backwards, going for a reverse DDT, but brought her leg up to her throat, slamming her down with a leg split reverse DDT! MsChif was finished right there, but Melina refused to go for the cover! Instead, she picked MsChif up and sent her hard into the corner, lifting her to the top rope. She hooked her up for a superplex and lifted off, but somehow, MsChif was able to land on the bottom rope behind Melina and hooked her up for a super german suplex!
Melina was folded in half like a card table, MsChif rolling her over for the cover! 1.... 2.... NO! Melina still kicked out as MsChif was barely able to get back to her feet. They started trading right hands back and forth, MsChif getting the better of it, rocking Melina to the corner. She sent Melina into the far corner, coming in fast, but Melina hit the corner and bounced out of the way, MsChif's shoulder smacking the post hard! Melina climbed on top of her back and screamed out, hitting HER version of Code Green, spiking MsChif's shoulders into the mat! 1.... 2.... NO! MsChif kicked out of it!
Melina couldn't believe it, screaming out at the referee, and grabbing the Angel's Championship belt from the timekeeper, sliding back into the ring with it. The referee yelled at her to put it down, but Melina just shoved him away, charging forward as MsChif rose up sptting the green mist straight into her eyes! Melina dropped the belt as MsChif hooked the arm and dropped her with the Desecrator straight onto the belt! MsChif tossed the belt away, hooking the leg! 1.... 2.... 3!
"Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and still NWA Angel's Champion, MsChif!"
MsChif proved once again that she was no fluke, and Melina was defeated right in the middle of the ring for the 1-2-3. MsChif grabbed her title belt and left the ringside area, not even looking back at her adversary, as Todd Grisham caught up with her.
"MsChif, if I may, a word real quickly on your hard fought victory over Melina, do you feel it was a little bit tainted via the use of the green mist?"
"Are you kidding me? You mean to tell me that bitch out there isn't used to having shit on her face? Tonight proves why I am the Angel's Champion, and why I'm not a fluke. Melina, you've learned a valuable lesson tonight: Just because you hang with someone with talent, doesn't mean that you have it, bitch."
"Thank you, MsChif, congratulations again. Gorilla and Jesse, back to you."
"Thank you Todd, some strong words from the champion."
"Well, Melina should've capitalized, Monsoon, she had plenty of opportunities to capture the championship, and instead, she showboated around out there. Perhaps she should've come into this matchup more focused, and we'd have a new champion."
Beginning in the AWA, he would quickly accend the ranks and broke into New Japan and All Japan Pro where he would insue a riot against a Pro Inoki Crowd. His undoubtable size, power, speed an agility brought him the IWGP World Championship and being a Triple Crown Champion would lead him to the Americas where he not only dominated but won the WcW World Championship and later returning to Japan to win the GHC World Tag Team Championship and most notably used in Video Game Lore as the G1 Climax Proudly Welcomes, Big Van Vader. The G1 Climax, coming this spring to the NWA.
"Ladies and Gentleman this contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA United States Championship."
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Del Rio and Morrison, err Nitro, a rivalry in intself as Del Rio would kiss the title and fixed his hair in the reflection as the match was on. Nitro and Del Rio locked up, Del Rio shoving him off and caught Nitro with an armdrag then a dropkick to the corner, winking at him as Nitro fired out of the corner and tackled him down.
He was slugging away at his head, punching the hell out of him as Del Rio slid out and rolled to the floor, needing a moment as Nitro flew through the ropes with a suicide dive, crashing into the announce table and continued to punch over his head. Nitro pulled him up and tossed him to the stairs but was irish whipped, Nitro leaping onto the stairs and would moonsault, splashing upon Del Rio then did a spin kick across his head, knocking him over the stairs. Nitro moved around and tossed Del Rio into the ring, coming off the rope with a missile dropkick then a cross body, locking in a headlock.
Del Rio slowly rose to his feet, tossing Nitro off and caught him with a shoulder block, coming off the rope with a baseball slide to the side of the head, pulling him up by the hair and smashed him into the buckle. Del Rio slugged over his head, placing him on top then jerked him off by the ankle, watching him smack hard upon the mat, covering for two.
Del Rio dragged him up again, suplexing him down then kicked hard to his spine, watching him rise and caught him with a stiff dropsault to the face sending him to the floor. Del Rio would wave his arms and hands in victory as Nitro climbed the apron, Del Rio hitting him in the gut and went to ram him into the post. Nitro blocked with his foot and caught Del Rio in the face with a kick, climbing the rope quickly and dropped him with a snap tornado DDT, covering for two.
Nitro pulled him up, striking over his back and ribs with his knee, tossing him to the ropes but was irish whipped again, Nitro countering with a spinning headscissor, getting Del Rio dizzy and caught him with a dropkick then almost a Nitroblast but Del Rio rolled to the floor. He shook his head no, not falling for that as Nitro flew from the top rope and splashed down upon him. Nitro tossed him back into the ring without wasted motion, rolling after him but Del Rio went back to the floor, walking up the ramp. Nitro chased after him, hitting him from behind and tossed him back inside, rolling inside but Del Rio caught him with a kick to the back of the head.
That stunned him as Del Rio mounted and started to punch to his head until Nitro brought his legs up and cradled, almost getting a three right there. Both men rose as Nitro caught him with a leg sweep, grabbing the leg but Del Rio kicked him off to the corner. Nitro quickly climbing up top and came down with a double ax, coming off the rope with his running knee but Del Rio ducked and caught him with a school boy only for two.
Del Rio struck first, trying for a DDT but Nitro dropped him with a backbody drop, charging in though Del Rio flapjacked him right into the ropes, Nitro holding his ribs a bit as Del Rio would run and punt him over and over again in the chest and stomach, dragging him away from the ropes and did a double knee smash over the ribs. Del Rio continued with a rib breaker and surfboard stretch, putting pressure on those ribs as Nitro yelled out.
Del Rio would get him back to the corner, hitting knee after knee to those ribs, setting him on the top and climbed up, looking for a suplexplex but Nitro blocked his attempt, starting to headbutt him down to the mat. Nitro caught his balance until Rodriquez got onto the apron. Nitro would kick him off as Del Rio climbed the top once again, trying to pull Nitro down but he blocked, pushing Del Rio off as he crotched the rope, Nitro then leaping with a spinning headscissor and tossed him into the ring no less. Nitro rose, going after him but took a hard shot to the ribs and was tossed to the floor, Del Rio distracting the ref while Rodriquze started to hit Nitro.
Del Rio then ran full speed with a baseball slide as Nitro moved out of the way, Rodriquez eating Del Rio's foot as he was dragged to the floor and tossed hard into the stairs. Del Rio slowly rose up as Nitro would hit him with a Flying Chuck using the barricade and kicked him over the stairs. Nitro would grab him by the hair and slammed him into the announce table, climbing into the ring and hit the top rope but Del Rio rolled off the table into the crowd, making a retreat. Nitro wouldn't have that as he chased after him, hitting him from behind and started to punch at him back to ringside, clotheslining him over the railing.
Nitro would wait, looking to leap off the railing as he saulted it, Del Rio kicking it forcing him to lose his balance and land on his ribs, falling over in pain. Del Rio tossed him into the ring and caught him with a leap over shoulder block then a bodysplash for two. Del Rio pulled him up by the hair, tossing him hard to the ropes, missing a clothesline as Nitro would springboard from the middle rope to the other rope to confuse Del Rio and dropped him with a corkscrew dropkick.
Nitro would rise up, connecting with his running knee right into his face, hitting the rope and leapt off with Starship Pain but Del Rio got the knees up driving them into the ribs. Del Rio rose up first, catching him with a back suplex, grabbing the feet and dragged him to the center, grabbing the legs and would sling shot Nitro face first into the turnbuckle as he smacked off. Del Rio dragged him up, setting him up for a piledriver but Nitro flailed with his feet, picking Del Rio up and dropped him with an Alabama Slam. Nitro followed up with a clothesline and an atomic drop complete with a dropkick to the floor.
Del Rio had enough, grabbing his title belt and started to leave when Nitro cut him off with a kick right to the jaw, tossing him into the ring and climbed up when Rodriquez grabbed his ankle, kicking him off as Del Rio caught him with an ensiguri on the back of the head, dragging Nitro back inside and covered only for two. Del Rio argued a bit and pulled Nitro to his feet, tossing him hard to the corner and came in, taking a boot to the face as Nitro climbed up, leaping with a back elbow to the face, rolling to his feet and caught Del Rio with a running clothesline, both men falling to the floor.
Nitro was the first up, dragging Del Rio and slammed him upon the announce table, moving over to the ring and would climb the rope, looking to finish the fate of Del Rio when Rodriquez stood in front of him, telling him no he wasn't about to do it but Morrison said screw it and jumped anyway, Rodriquez leaping on top of Del Rio as a shield as Nitro crashed through both of them through the table.
Nitro rose up like a mad man, tossing some of the debris as he grabbed Del Rio, tossing him into the ring and climbed the rope, coming down with Starship Pain, covering, 1-2 NO Del Rio got his foot on the rope, bad positioning as Nitro pulled him up. He set him up for the Moonlight Drive, spinning though Del Rio countered out of it and caught him with a double knee rib breaker.
Del Rio rose up, shaking his head a bit, tackling Nitro to the corner and rammed his shoudlers into his ribs over and over again, setting him on top, looking for a suplexplex once again but Nitro wasn't going anywhere. Del Rio hit the ribs and tried again but Nitro rose him up and flung him down chest first upon the mat, leaping with a headscissor but Del Rio countered it right into a sit out powerbomb, covering only for two.
Del Rio dragged him up, looking for a powerbomb but Nitro slid out and caught him with a neckbreaker on the way down. Nitro got to his feet and hit along his back, pulling him up though Del Rio broke free and hit him with a stiff european uppercut, kicking to his ribs and locked in a headlock, aiming for a bulldog when Nitro pushed him off. Del Rio came off the rope, sliding under an attempted Nitroblast and dropped him with the double knee arm breaker. He rose up and waited patiently and went for the cross arm breaker but Nitro pushed him off, ducking a clothesline attempt and caught him right in the mouth with the Nitroblast, covering with one good arm, 1-2, no Del Rio grabbed the rope with his hand.
Nitro rose to his feet, trying to shake his arm free though Del Rio quickly caught him in a hammerlock, Nitro kicking off the turnbuckle and flipped behind him, ducking a punch and dropped him with the Moonlight Drive, covering him, 1-2, NO Rodriquez put Del Rio's foot on the rope and called for the ref whom yelled at him to leave ringside. Rodriquez climbed the apron to yell at the ref as Nitro would hit him with a Nitroblast in the face knocking him out, turning around right into a cross arm breaker.
Nitro kicked with his feet, trying to get out of this hold, growling and grunting some as Del Rio had it locked in good and tight as Nitro was able to slink around after a moment, getting his foot on the rope. Del Rio broke and locked him in a hammerlock, slamming him down and came in with an ensiguri. Nitro would duck it just in time, catching Del Rio with a dropsault to the face. He came off the rope with a flying chuck but Del Rio ducked it, Nitro rolling to his feet and charged in with a cross body, Del Rio countered it into a powerslam when Nitro countered that, ramming him into the corner and leapt off the rope, this time connecting with the Flying Chuck, rolling to his feet and finished Del Rio off with a Moonlight Drive as Del Rio slid out and countered with an Ensiguri right to the back of the head, covering, 1-2-3.
"Ladies and Gentleman here is your winner and Still NWA United States Champion, Alberto Del Rio."
Son of a bitch Del Rio scores the victory as he rolled out of the ring, taking his title belt and rose it up, laughing all the way to the bank, grabbing a pen from a fan and signed his name on a Sting poster on his way out, Nitro rising up to his feet holding his head as he was quite angry over the loss, actually shoving the ref on his ass over it and made his way up the ramp, not in the best moods as we prepared for the next match.
Starting in the AWA where he achieved Tag Team success and holding the AWA Title for 53 weeks, he would break out into the WWF where he saw potential and great success in winning the IC Championship on two seperate occasions. Once arriving in WcW he was able to quickly dominate the ring becoming United States Champion and a Tag Team Champion only to return to WWF later with a Champions Welcome. Most notably known for hitting a home run, sinking a hole in one, bowling a 300 game and most importantly being absolutely Perfect as the G1 Climax Proudly Welcomes, Mr. Perfect. The G1 Climax coming this spring to the NWA.
Slowly Ric Flair's Dressing room door would open and Jarrett slowly walked out, Kevin Kelly right there with a mic.
"Mr. Jarrett if I could get a quick comment, what...are you or were you doing in Ric Flair's dressing room?"
"We'll just say...me and Flair...have an understanding."
Jarrett would slowly walk off as we cut back to ringside.
We caught up backstage with Todd Grisham.
"Ladies and gentlemen, standing next to me, Masahiro Chono. Chono, coming up next is your opportunity to recapture the World Tag Team Championships that were stolen from you at Starrcade, but your partner, Keiji Mutoh is nowhere in sight. No word from the hospital has come back, Keiji has been out of commission, have you found a replacement?"
Chono looked at Todd, looking angry, before putting on a pair of black leather fingerless gloves, his trenchcoat, and his sunglasses. "Tonight... I go to war. Keiji..." Chono whipped out a black baseball bat! "... or no Keiji."
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Priceless looked confident in the middle of the ring, laughing it up with Bobby Heenan and Ted DiBiase, when the lights began to dim. Smoke poured from the back of the arena and a large black hummer slowly pulled into view.
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Oh my God, NWO Chono? The black ball bat had the NWO logo emblazoned on it, as Chono cleared the ring with the bat, Priceless getting the hell out of there for fear of their lives as Chono stood tall in the middle of the ring, looking down at Priceless, looking scared to death. Priceless then... began to smile, as Koji and Gotoh flew from the back, going to jump Chono, but Chono turned around, blasting Koji in the stomach, then in the back with the ball bat! Gotoh slid into the ring and swung for Chono's head with the staff, but Chono ducked it, nailing Gotoh with the Yakuza Kick dead in the face, knocking Koji and Gotoh out of the ring! Priceless were scared to death, climbing up on the apron, when all of a sudden, lightning hit the stage, catching the stage on fire!
"SOMEONE PUT THAT FIRE OUT!"
The fire was put out quickly as Priceless started to head up the ramp, when the lights cut out!
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The return of The Great Muta! Muta came charging down the ramp, clotheslining both members of Priceless down on the floor, before rolling them back into the ring, into Chono's waiting hands! Chono fired Ted into the corner, then Cody, before nailing them both with a high impact clothesline, holding them in the corner as Muta ran forward with a cartwheel back elbow, bringing Cody out with a bulldog! Cody rolled to the floor as Chono gorilla pressed Ted over his head and sent him crashing right on top of Cody on the floor! Priceless was just starting to get back to their feet when Muta launched himself over the top rope, nailing both of them with a plauncha! He rolled Cody back into the ring, getting to his corner, as Chono blasted Cody in the face with a right hand, knocking him to Muta, who hit him with a throat thrust, back to Chono! Back and forth like a ping pong ball, until Chono finally hit him with a belly to belly suplex, throwing Cody to the other side of the ring!
Cody slid out of the ring and fell to the floor, using the railing to pull himself up as Chono flew through the ropes with a suicide shoulder tackle, knocking Cody straight over the railing into the fans! Chono had taken complete control as Ted came around to help out, getting hip tossed over the railing, right onto Cody! Maryse ran over to protect them, as Chono just stared her down, backing her up, as she bumped her back into... The Great Muta! Muta just bent down and stared deeply into her eyes, sticking his tongue out, scaring the ever loving shit out of her, as she ran all the way to the backstage area, leaving ringside completely! Chono and Muta grabbed Cody and Ted from the fans and suplexed them back into the ringside area, but Priceless went up and over and slid back into the ring, fearing for their lives as Chono and Muta hit the apron. They leapt with dropkicks, knocking Chono down off the apron, as Muta flew off the apron, hitting the railing back first!
Ted tagged in legally as Cody and Ted started to double team on Chono, hammering away on the back of his head, getting in some offense. They whipped him to the corner hard, but he came out with a double clothesline, knocking both of them down. Chono launched Ted into the corner and started to chop at Ted's chest! Ted's chest was a bright, bright red by the time Chono was done with him, as he kicked him low in the gut and hooked the arms, going for the ChonoTrigger early, but Cody came in and dropkicked Chono right in the knee, stopping all momentum. Ted quickly rolled to the corner, holding his chest, and tagging Cody in. Muta finally got back up to his corner as Cody threw Chono to the ropes, missing a clothesline as Chono came off with a spinning heel kick! Cody got back to his feet as Chono just stayed on the other side of the ring... pointing to Muta!
Ted and Cody both got in the center of the ring and begged Chono NOT to tag in Muta. Cody whispered something to Ted as Ted ran from the ring and grabbed the tag title belts! The referee ordered him to stop, but Ted just pushed him out of the way and ran forward... offering the tag title belts to Chono! They were just gonna give them away? Anything to save their lives, I guess. Chono looked at both of them, and an audible "Fuck you!" was seen cross Chono's lips, as he tagged in The Great Muta!
Ted and Cody ran forward with the tag belts, swinging for the fences as Muta blinded them BOTH with the red mist, square in the eyes, Cody falling to the outside, as Ted was hit by Total Elimination from Chono and Muta! Ted was dead to the world as he rose up in the center of the ring... the WORST spot in the world to be in, as Chono and Muta were at opposite corners... nailing Ted with the Blackout! This match was over and done as Muta spat more red mist into the air before covering! 1.... 2.... NO, Gotoh pulled the referee out knocking him down! Son of a bitch, what the hell were they doing here still?
Chono ran to the outside to beat the hell out of Gotoh as Muta rose up in the center of the ring, being turned around by Koji who spat a fireball straight into Muta's face! Muta hit the ground hard as Gotoh was fighting Chono off at the rampway, Koji coming to help him! Muta held his face in pain as Ted Jr. got the cover, Bobby tossing the referee back in! 1.... 2.... NO! Muta kicked out of it somehow! Ted Jr. couldn't believe it as Cody got into the ring, Cody quickly hitting CrossRhodes! Ted picked Muta up and hit DreamStreet, covering soon after! 1.... 2.... NO! Muta STILL kicked out, despite the pain in his face!
Chono was sent into the apron by Koji, but was Yakuza kicked square in the head, knocking him over the railing, but Gotoh grabbed the staff and knocked Chono down to a knee! Gotoh backed up and charged, but Chono quickly grabbed the ball bat and swung, snapping Gotoh's staff straight in two! Gotoh looked stunned as Chono nailed him in the gut with the bat, setting him up for a ChonoTrigger! On the inside, Priceless hit Lock, Stock, and Barrel right on Muta, Ted quickly covering as Chono nailed Gotoh with the ChonoTrigger! 1! Chono turned around and ran to the ring! 2! Chono slid into the ring with the ball bat! 3! No!!!! Chono didn't make it!
"Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners and STILL NWA World Tag Team Champions, Cody Rhodes and Ted DiBiase, Priceless!"
Chono didn't make it in time! Muta was taken out of commission by a fireball, otherwise we would've had new World Tag Team Champions! Cody and Ted, still with red mist on their faces, but still the NWA World Tag Team Champions as Chono knelt over his fallen partner, Muta still holding his face in pain as EMTs tried to make it to the ring, but Chono would have NONE of that, fending everyone off with the bat. Chono picked his partner up, pushing him out of the ring carefully before grabbing him and helping him to the back, Chono was visibly shaking with anger, no one daring to come anywhere near him.
Chono and Muta made it to the back, where Chono refused to let anyone touch Muta, until Antonio Inoki came into the screen, telling Chono, in Japanese of course, probably to calm down, and let the doctors take Muta. Chono reluctantly listened to Inoki, the two having history, Inoki speaking English now.
"I know we have history. That's in the past. No more. Just calm down, doctors take care of Muta."
Chono grabbed the ball bat and walked into the background, hitting anything and EVERYTHING with it, breaking windows, knocking down tech equipment, even breaking one of the cameras! Chono was the farthest thing possible from happy as we had to go back to Gorilla and Jesse.
"Well Jess, it doesn't look good for whoever gets in Chono's way now."
"You know, under normal circumstances, I'd be all for Chono and Muta not keeping their eyes on the ball, that's a rookie mistake that guys like that should NEVER make, but this went way too far, way too fast, let's look at the replay here. The fireball goes STRAIGHT into Muta's face, Gorilla. I commend Priceless for taking advantage of the situation, but at this point, I'm more concerned about the welfare of Muta."
"Right in the face, Jesse, there could be some serious corneal or retinal damage done, we will keep you updated for sure as soon as we get word. I just hope that we haven't seen the career of that amazing athlete's come to an end."
"Absolutely, Monsoon, and I hate to be the one to do this, but we've gotta take it back up to the ring. Take it, Justin."