NWA Great American Bash 2013

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NWA Great American Bash 2013
Venue : Philadelphia Spectrum
Theme : 'Live it Up' Airbourne

Dark Matches
Hayabusa def. Shane Helms
Natalya def. Winter
Horsemen def. LOD

"Welcome to the Summer Spectacle, welcome to American Tradition, welcome to the 5th Annual NWA Great American Bash. Hello everyone I'm Gorilla Monsoon with me tonight, he may look like Uncle Sam but tonight we'll call him Jesse The Body Ventura."
"Yes call it what you will this is one of my favorite Pay Per View events, the ropes red white and blue, the american banners hanging from the rafters it's truely a hell of an event and truely a great one."
"Five title defenses tonight, a huge grudge match with CM Punk and Bret Hart and the big one tonight John Morrison against Kane."
"Punk and Hart is a match that any wrestling fickle is going to fall in love with, all the champions are deffinately ready tonight to defend in fact they're extra ampted up and John Morrison is a dead man walking."
"Well the festivities are over with lets take you to ringside for our opening contest."
"Ladies and Gentlemen this contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Tag Team Championships. Introducing first, coming down the aisle at the total combined weight of 580 lbs, Axe, Smash, Demolition. And Their opponents, from Calgary Alberta, weighing in at 508 lbs, Tyson Kidd, David Hart Smith, the Hart Dynasty."
Stripping off their gear Ax and Smash went over strategy as Kidd and David were already gearing to go, the ref calling for the bell as we got underway.
Kidd moved around the ring, jabbing at Axe and kept avoiding his advances, catching him with a dropkick then a hiptoss, tackling him down with a cross body then a bodyslam, waiting for it and clotheslined him out of the ring.
Smash went to join him as Axe was hot, ready to get back inside as Kidd dove over the ropes crashing down on both of them. He slid into the ring waiting as Axe came in pissed, hitting him in the ribs then bodyslammed him down, tagging in David as they tossed him to the ropes and dropped him with a double team powerslam bodysplash combination, covering for two.
David clobbered him to the ropes then irish whipped him right into another powerslam, pulling Axe up and rammed him into the buckle, holding onto his hips and tossed him out with a running spinebuster, having a grip of a...bulldog?
David wrenched on the arm, tagging in Tyson whom came off the rope dropping over the arm, wrenching the arm himself and caught Axe with a kick to the face then dropped him with a running neckbreaker, kicking hard to the back and tossed him to the buckle, leaping on the middle rope for a monkey flip, big mistake as Axe pushed him off and caught Tyson off guard with a shoulder block.
Axe tackled him hard into the buckle, ramming his shoulder into his ribs then flung him across the ring, dropping him with another shoulder block, raising him up with a press and dropped him down, coming off the rope with ax handle smashes to his spine, locking him in a headlock and tagged in Smash whom leapt off the rope hitting him in the back, both of them tossing him to the rope and dropped him with a double team backbody drop.
Smash would pound on him with heavy haymakers, tossing him to the ropes and slammed him with a helluva hiptoss then a back elbow, splashing him in the corner, tossing him with another hiptoss then splashed him in the center of the ring, dropping elbow after elbow over the throat and chest, yelling out to the crowd in a rage.
He put Tyson in his corner, punching and kicking at him then tagged in Axe whom would punch and kick at him, tagging out back to Smash whom would start to punch and kick at him, tagging again back out to Axe whom just beat the hell out of him, tagging out as both of them started to beat on him, tossing him hard from the buckle and finished him with a double team flapjack, covering but David broke it up.
Tyson was gone to the world as Ax locked in a headlock, ramming his head hard into the buckle then did it again, raising him up for a suplex and held him up, dropping him down with authority then tossed him hard to the rope, missing a punch as Kidd caught him with a spinning wheel kick.
Kidd then leapt for the hot tag but Axe somehow caught him by the leg, dragging him to his corner and tagged in Smash whom dropped off the rope with a knee over the back of the head. David came in to break that up but the ref pushed him back, both of them setting him on top but Kidd was having none of that, pushing both of them off and leapt with a cross body, big mistake as Demolition caught him and double team press slammed him, covering for two as David broke it up.
The ref pushed him back as they tossed Kidd to the ropes, missing the clothesline and he caught them with a double clothesline, rolling through and made the tag to David whom came in a house of fire.
Clothesline after clothesline then bodyslam after bodyslam, David was going crazy, taking then down and clotheslined Smash to the outside, picking up Axe and rammed him in the buckle then followed up with a powerslam then a legdrop, Axe going for a ride as he was pressed up and down then slammed down, David finishing him off with his stalling suplex.
He moved to the corner, waiting but Smash grabbed his leg from the outside, distracting him as Axe splashed him in the corner, both of them sliding inside putting the pounding on him, tossing him to the buckle..but David didn't budge.
They would try again but David clotheslined them both, dropkicking Smash out of the ring and hit Axe with the inverted atomic drop as Tyson came from out of no where hitting him with the Hart Attack, covering..for two as Smash pulled David to the outside, going to a brawl, Kidd going to the floor to help out but Smash caused them to smack into each other, tossing David into the ring whom Axe picked up and drove down with a pump handle neckbreaker, moving to the top rope and came down with an elbow over the throat.
He dragged him up but David sprung up with a headscissor, surprising him on that one as he missed the clothesline, Axe picking him up and dropped him with a heavy gutwrench powerbomb, Smash rolling into the ring, climbing the top rope as they set David up, Smash leaping but Tyson caught him on the way down with a wheel kick, David catching Axe over the head with a boot, raising him up for a flapjack as Tyson caught him and they dropped him with the Hart Attack, covering..for three.
"Ladies and Gentlemen here are your winners and still NWA tag team champions, The Hart Dynasty."
"They got them pretty quick Monsoon I would say this was an upset but Dynasty used their speed to gain the advantage here."
"No doubt about that Jess, Dynasty really stepped their game up here tonight."
The celebration lived on in the middle of the ring, Dynasty raising their belts up as Demolition headed up the ramp in disgust that they were fooled on this one, Dynasty having those titles now, 6 full months and held them proudly, heading up the ramp.

"Ladies and Gentlemen this contest scheduled for one fall will be for the NWA United States Championship. Coming down the aisle, from Austin Texas, weighing in at 243 lbs, Dustin Rhodes. And his opponent, from Japan, weighing in at 230 lbs, he is the reigning NWA United States Champion, Masahiro Chono."
Chono was all serious tonight, should he retain tonight, he'd have that title for a full year, the ref raising the belt up and handed it over calling for the bell.
They both locked up in a test of strength, Chono pushing Dustin back whom quickly rammed his knee into his ribs and hammered over his back, locking in a front face lock but Chono rammed him to the corner, Dustin easily fighting free moving Chono to the buckle, measuring him with right hands then fired him out, Chono smacking off and caught Dustin with a falling clothesline.
He pulled him up and bodyslammed him down then did it again, then again, three big bodyslams then an irish whip to the ropes, dropping him with a backbody drop then a clothesline out of the ring.
Dustin kicked the railing and slid back inside, pushing Chono whom fought back with a punch, Dustin with a punch, Chono firing right back but Dustin caught him wit ha kick to the ribs then a knee lift, locking in an eagle stretch, using his free elbow to hit to his ribs.
Chono hiptossed him out coming in but Dustin caught him with a toehold and locked in a side headlock. Chono rose and pushed him to the buckle, charging in with a knee as Dustin moved but Chono didn't repeat the mistake from Nitro, turning and was dropped with a firemans carry, Dustin hitting right to the spine and locked in a sleeper.
Chono rose up and fought out with his elbows, suplexing Dustin down but took a shot right to the knee, Dustin hitting at it again and rose him up, slamming him with a Death Valley Driver, covering for two.
He didn't stop, hitting hard to his chest and locked in the headlock, pulling him up and tossed him hard to the ropes, catching him with a back elbow then then a hard upper cut, raising him up for a gorilla press and slammed him down, taking to the top rope.
He lined him up and leapt with a shoulder block, rolling to his feet and locked Chono in a full nelson but he still had that power, tossing Dustin off with a hiptoss then tackled him to the buckle, ramming his shoulder right into the ribs then set him on top. Dustin started to fight back, kicking him back and got steady, Chono grabbing his leg and literally just jerked him right off.
Dustin rolled to the outside, needing a moment but Chono went after him, taking a shot to the ribs as Dustin rammed him back first into the barricade, charging in splashed him against it, tossing him into the ring and dropped him with a clothesline from behind, turning him over covering for two.
Had to wear on him some more as Dustin dragged him to his feet, going for a piledriver but a backbody drop prevented that, Chono unable to follow up holding the back of his neck as Dustin latched on from behind, dropping him with a back suplex right upon that neck, the ref asking if Chono was okay but Dustin pushed him to the corner, hitting hard shots over the head and set him on top.
He latched on and came down with a superplex, following up with heavy stomps, moving to the corner and waited for the right moment, charging in with a stampede elbow and missed, Chono surprising him with a neckbreaker, turning it right around with a double underhook suplex then a release belly to belly, charging in but Dustin caught him and rammed him shoulder first into the steel post, following up with a hammerlock back suplex.
Dustin quickly latched on an over latch armbar, putting pressure right on that shoulder, Chono struggling to rise up, Dustin putting his weight down to ground him, switching it right to an arm wrench, Chono able to rise and toss him off, Dustin coming off the rope and blasted him with the Stampede Elbow, calling for it as he rose him on his shoulders, CHono fighting back with hard elbows to the face, landing behind him and blasted Dustin with a kick right to the jaw.
With that chance Chono went for a bodyslam but his shoulder gave away, Dustin hitting to his ribs then his back then his ribs then his back, mixing it up and locked him in a hammerlock, Chono fighting free with a back elbow, kicking Dustin to the corner and kept kicking to his ribs, pulling free dropped him with a heavy clothesline.
He rolled that shoulder, pulling Dustin up whom surprised him with an armdrag takedown, picking him up and slammed him with a shoulder breaker, hearing that shoulder pop as he as he would do it again, pulling Chono up and rose him upon his shoulders but again Chono fought out.
His shoulder hurt too much to follow up, chopping Dustin with the good arm but Dustin punched back, Chono firing right back with a headbutt then a kick to the chest, watching him smack off and dropped him with a back body drop, his arm hanging at it's side as he caught him with a flying shoulder block then blasted him with a bicycle kick.
He hooked the arms, going for the ChonoTrigger, BIG mistake as his arm gave up, Dustin landing on his feet and drove him down with a piledriver. Chono held his neck as Dustin knew that was it over, pulling him up and placed him on his shoulders and drove him down with the LoneStar, covering, 1-2...No, even with a bad shoulder and neck Chono was able to fight free.
Dustin grew a bit frustrated, saying the hell with it and would pull him up by the neck, dropping him with another piledriver, the ref checking on Chono as Dustin pulled him up, dropping him..with a third piledriver. Chono held his neck violently as Dustin rose him up, yelling out the Title Belonged to him, swinging him for the Lonestar and Chono countered it right into a DDT.
This gave Chono plenty of time to pull himself up, it was easy to see he was keeping his neck still, pulling Dustin up whom was groggy, moving him to the corner and would ram a knee into his ribs, then another, tossing him to the other buckle but took a double boot right to the face, Dustin charging in missing the Stampede Elbow, Chono leaning against the rope and blasted him with the YakuzaKick, No Dustin avoided it, dropping Chono with a big time release german suplex.
He came off the rope hard and heavy, clotheslining him out of the ring and climbed the top rope, picking his spot and leapt off with a shoulder lariat, tossing Chono back into the ring getting a full head of steam and charged in but Chono kicked him right in the ribs, picking him up for a powerbomb and just tossed him, Dustin smacking hard off the buckle and on the rebound was blasted with the YakuzaKick, Chono covering but Dustin got his foot on the rope.
He pulled him to the center of the ring, too much time passing as Dustin caught him with a layout uppercut, rising up slow and fired away, slugging Chono to the corner then irish whipped him to the buckle, pulling him back for a clothesline but missed, Chono smacking off the buckle and on the rebound blasted Dustin with the YakuzaKick, covering..for three.
"Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner and still NWA United States Champion, Masahiro Chono."
Just make it to Nitro, and Chono had it for one full year, it wasn't the most techniqual match but it was deffinately stiff as Chono rolled out of the ring, holding his neck placing the belt over his shoulders, Dustin holding his jaw a bit asking the ref if that was really three, and again, yes it was, Chono walking up the ramp holding the belt up high with a small yell of victory as we prepare for the next bout.
"Ladies and Gentlemen this contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship. Standing over to my left the challenger wearing the white and black trunks, from Marietta Georgia, weighing in at 215 lbs, with an official Cruiserweight Record of 3 Wins 5 Losses, 0 by Knock Out, The American NIghtmare, Cody Rhodes. His opponent, standing over to my right in the black and blue, representing the Michonoku Dojo, weighing in at 195 lbs, with a Win/Loss Record of 24 Wins, 10 Loses, 21 By Knock-Out, The Invincible, Taka Michonoku."
Cody would look at the title as it was brought over to him, nodding slightly already being a two time tag team champion, Taka rubbing the gold for good luck as the ref called for the bell.
Right out of the shoot Rhodes went after him, tackling his legs, dropping him down with a Mandara Twist, kicking to the back of the knee, Taka catching him with a kick over the back of the head stunning him, giving him a chance to rise up and dropkick Rhodes, tackling him to the corner going at him with heavy kicks.
Rhodes blocked the third attempt, dropping an elbow then an uppercut over the knee, following up with a kneelift into a neckbreaker, locking in a sleeperhold but quickly turned that into a lifted back breaker, covering for two.
Rhodes pulled Taka up, hitting hard punches then an elbow over the head, tossing him to the ropes but Taka irish whipped him into a kneelift followed up quickly into a gutwrench falling powerbomb, pulling Rhodes up and blasted him with a knee lift then a one legged dropkick sending Rhodes to the ropes, charging in but Cody lowbridged him to the outside, following up by climbing the top rope and dove off with a cross body.
Rhodes tossed him into the ring, springboarding off the rope with a dropkick then drove Taka down with a spinning neckbreaker, moving to the top rope and would by god moonsault, splashing down covering for two.
He had to keep that pressure on, moving him to the corner and would go right for that knee, Taka leaping and caught Cody around the head and would headscissor out of the corner, catching him with a hard kick to the chest then a roundhouse to the face, watching Cody rise and caught him in the ribs, hitting a slingshot suplex off the rope, snapping him down and locked in a headlock turning that quickly into a Triangle Choke.
Rhodes would hit at the bad knee to break out of the hold, catching Taka by surprise with an arm wrench then an areobatic drag, dropkicking him to the apron and moved over, suplexing him back inside but Taka landed behind him dropping him with a full nelson suplex.
Rhodes moved to the outside, needing a moment as Taka leapt over with a plancha but he wasn't done, tossing Cody to ther barricade whom irish whipped him right into a backbody drop right on the floor.
Rhodes flung him into the ring, climbing the top rope but took a bit too long as Taka met him on top, dropping him down with a super double underhook suplex, both bodies bouncing but Taka was up first, coming off the rope and smashed him with a cross body, tossing him hard to the buckle and followed up with an armdrag DDT, drilling his head down and climbed the top rope, leaping off with a bodysplash covering for two.
Taka dragged him up and would bodyslam him down, coming off the rope and dropkicked his faceoff, covering again for two. With a hard drag up Taka tossed him to the ropes, leapfrogging and turned but Rhodes but on the breaks, turning around sharply and bodyslammed him then press slammed him, mounting him and got two good punches in before Taka drove him down with his legs for a pin, Rhodes rolling back and grabbed the legs, slingshotting him right into the buckle.
Taka smacked off as Rhodes rose him up and slammed him with a shin breaker then did it again, dropping him to the mat and pulled the leg up to slam it down, Taka twisting around and kicked him off.
Cody again charging and grabbed those legs, tackling him to the buckle and would hit hard punches to the head, grabbing the leg and swept the other out from under him, quickly locking in a side leglock, Taka blasting him with his other foot right in the face, Rhodes stunned.
He leaned against the rope as Taka dropped him with a snapmare then kicked hard to the spine, driving knee after knee into the spine before dragging him up and dropkicked his spine, having him dangle over the rope.
Taka moved to the apron getting a full head of steam and blasted his head off with a running knee, climbing the top rope and dropped him with a missile dropkick, rising up and sliced his throat with his thumb, pulling him up for a brainbuster but Cody landed behind him, picking him up and drove him with an inverted Samoan Drop.
Rhodes dropped elbows over the back of the head, still a bit loopy and slammed Taka with a bodyslam, coming off the rope with the Rhodes elbow then did it a second time, raising Taka up and drove him with a death valley driver, moving to the corner and charged in, taking a spinkick right in the jaw for his efforts.
Taka didn't waste time pulling him up for a piledriver, Cody dropping him over and nailed a picture perfect dropkick with a headlock takedown then an armdrag takedown, catching Taka with a step up ensiguri stunning him then blasted him with the Stampede Running knee right to the ribs.
Rhodes pulled him up, going for CrossRhodes but Taka kicked him in the head then an elbow to the ribs, coming off the rope as Rhodes chased after him, catching him off guard with a follow up clothesline, following that up with an armwrench right into an STO, moving to the top rope and measured him.
He was up there a small while and then would leap with a cross body but Taka countered right into a double knee rib breaker, Rhodes bouncing off the mat holding his ribs in agony, Taka pulling him up and slammed him down hard with the Michonoku Driver, covering...for two.
Rhodes kicked out, still having fight left as Taka quickly hit to those ribs, raising him up for a rib breaker, Rhodes just able to fight out, moving to the ropes to catch his breath as Taka rammed knee after knee into those ribs, Rhodes pushing him back and took a kick to the side of the head falling through the ropes to the floor.
Cody held those ribs as the ref checked on him, asking if he wanted to continue, pushing him back and moved into the ring, Taka going right for those ribs then clubbing blows to the spine, moving him to the corner and would kick hard to the center then rammed a knee into it, tossing him to the buckle as Rhodes would climb up and flip behind Taka, dropping him with a snap suplex.
He held his ribs again, that had to hurt as he would shake his head no, hitting him over the head three times before Taka rammed the knee into the ribs, underhooking the arm and slammed Cody with a single underhook suplex, raising him up right into a torture rack rib breaker, Rhodes rolling to the apron holding himself as Taka baseball slid him to the floor.
Taka went after him, pulling him up and rammed him rib first into the barricade, chopping hard over the chest, tossing him into the ring as Taka moved to the top rope, Rhodes springing to life and hit the rope causing him to crotch it.
Cody moved quick, moving to the top rope, hooking the arms and then the leg, going for it but Taka hit to his ribs, raising him up and dropped him rib first upon the canvas holding his balance.
Rhodes rolled in pain, forcing himself up as Taka caught him with a super wheel kick right across the face, raising Cody up and dropped him with another Michonoku Driver, covering....for two.
Wow, that was new as Taka looked at the ref making sure, Cody wasn't giving up as a knock out might be the way to go. Taka sat him up hitting hard elbows to the ribs then pulled him up, one hard knee to the ribs, raising him up for a powerbomb, Cody rolling back tossing him right into the buckle, springboarding off the rope and MISSED the Disaster Kick, rolling up and JUST avoided the Flashkick, grabbing him from behind but Taka fought free, blasting him with an upper cut.
Cody punched back, Taka with a chop, Cody with another punch, Taka with a kick to the ribs but Cody fought right back with a bionic elbow then another and another then a spin around elbow over the head, tossing him hard to the ropes as Taka countered with a dropsault to the ribs.
Cody stumbled to the corner as Taka caught him with a running roundhouse, tossing him from the buckle and came in with the FlashKick, Cody caught the leg, jerking him down right into a figure four.
Taka didn't see that coming and his knee was in a bad spot, Cody wrenching and torquing on it as Taka reached for the ropes, unable to turn it over due to Cody's weight, doing the best he could with hurt ribs.
Taka yelled out cursing, reaching for the ropes but Cody wasn't moving, rocking back and forth having it perfect as Taka hit the canvas, trying to ignore the pain, reaching for the ropes again but was no where near them, holding his head some crying into his palms, putting some weight into it and would counter it but Rhodes rolled with him, countering it right back, Taka though close enough and caught the rope as the hold broke.
So close as Cody went after him, Taka hitting to those ribs and rammed his face hard into the buckle then dropkicked his spine, Cody smacking into the buckle again as Taka dropkicked him a second time, Rhodes springboarding off the buckle and blasted Taka with the Disaster Kick, Covering, 1-2-3NO!
Rhodes had already taken the faceplate off the title at this point, that was too close to call as the fans were jumping in their seats in vain, Cody so close as he gritted his teeth yelling out "Come On", pulling Taka up and would punch over and over again to his head trying to knock him out the hard way, taking a step back and came in hard, Taka firing with the FlashKick right to the jaw.
The impact sent Cody reeling back and onto his stomach, using the momentum to push himself up not knowing where he was as Taka picked him up and drove him down with the Michonoku Driver Mach II, covering....NO!
Taka rose up, dragging Cody up whom was groggy, going for it again but Rhodes landed behind him, raising him up with a scoop sit out powerbomb. Rhodes rolled back using the rope as Taka landed on the back of his head, rising up very dizzy, Rhodes grabbed him going for CrossRhodes, Taka hitting to his ribs fighting out, tossing him to the corner, Rhodes hitting him with a mouth full of boot and leapt off the rope dropping him with Tornado DDT.
He got a full head of steam, pulling him up going for a spinning neckbreaker though Taka weasled out, missing a spinkick as Rhodes dropped him with CrossRhodes, covering......for....two.
One more Cody said, one more is all he needed as he rolled to his feet knowing Taka didnt have much left, moving him to the corner and set him on top, climbing up with him, hooking the arm and the leg having it perfect and drove him down with a Super Fisherman Suplex, rolling to his feet and pulled Taka up, holding his head in place, going for CrossRhodes but Taka slipped out, Cody smacking off the rope, ducking a chop and came in with the Disaster Kick taking the Flash Kick RIGHT in the face, the ref checking on him and called for the bell.
"Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner by Knock Out and Still NWA Cruiserweight Champion, Taka Michonoku."
A battle indeed as Taka had to really fight for this one, falling in the corner holding his head a bit unable to believe he just pulled that one of as Cody was laid out on the canvas. Taka slowly pulling himself up and got a hold of his title belt, placing it over his shoulder, climbing the rope and was given a towel to dry his face off with the Kaientai Logo on it, rolling out heading up the ramp, Cody just now coming to, holding his head and slammed the mat in defeat but he had nothing to be ashamed of here, the ref escorting him to the back as we prepare for our next contest.
"Ladies and Gentlemen this contest scheduled for one fall will be for the NWA Women's Championship. Introducing first, from the Samoan Islands, The Warrior Princess, Tamina. And Her opponent, representing The Iron Dojo she is the NWA Women's Champion, Sara Del Rey."
Del Rey came down to the ring with purpose wearing a long black robe with hood, removing it having her wrists tapped up, boxing like shorts and a sports top with the belt around her waist, Tamina stretching the ropes as the ref called them to the center of the ring, explaining the rules to them and told them to come out fighting once the bell rung.
Both of them came out of the corner, Tamina trying to grab at her but Del Rey kept side stepping or sliding away able to grab her leg and take her down, hitting to her knee with firm elbows but Tamina kicked her off. Del Rey went for the knee again, sweeping her down and quickly latched on a side knee lock, Tamina kicking the back of her head getting to a vertical base.
They went to lock up but Del Rey latched her from behind and would drop her with a back suplex, going right back to that knee dropping three fast elbows over it before Tamina kicked her away, Del Rey then tackled the front of the knee right out of her, quickly applying a buffalo sleeper.
Tamina would growl actually, rising up slowly and would push Del Rey off, watching her come off the rope and went for a spinebuster, Del Rey hitting to her back and spine with her elbows, latching on a front facelock while applying knee strikes to the face.
Tamina was grounded, unable to really use her strength here as Del Rey was wearing her down, Tamina able to push her to the buckle the ref forcing the break but Del Rey quickly dropped her with a running clothesline, rising up and blasted Tamina with a running knee followed up by a neckbreaker, covering for two.
She rose Tamina up, latching her from behind with a full nelson trying to again wear her down, Tamina having the strength and would flip her over. She shook her arms out as Del Rey went for that knee again, Tamina blocking with a hit to the spine and pushed her back, charging in but Del Rey lowbridged the rope, Tamina sailing over landing on the apron.
Del Rey would latch on and overhead sleeper using the ropes as leverage, breaking at the count of four and dropkicked Tamina to the outside, actually moving to a corner and would wait. Tamina rolling into the ring as Del Rey dropped a knee over the back of the neck, moving her to the buckle and hit a hard chop to the chest, latching on a headlock for the bulldog but Tamina tossed her right off.
With a bit of a surprise Del Rey turned getting hit with a standing cross body, a hard chop to the chest then a vicious headbutt to the corner. Tamina would splash her in the corner, locking her arms in the ropes and would hit her over the skull ten times with her freaking head.
She rose Del Rey on the top rope, dropping her with a spider snap suplex and sat up on the rope, tilting her head a bit and leapt off with a flying shoulderblock over the jaw. Oh she wasn't done, dragging Del Rey up and clubbed over her back and rose her up with a stalling double underhook suplex, coming down with authority as she clotheslined Del Rey out of the ring.
Oh the wild samoan was coming out of her as Tamina took to the apron, waiting and leapt off with a cross body crashing hard upon Del Rey, tossing her inside and would slowly crawl, waiting and like a shark caught her with a spear, rolling to her feet. She charged at her with a clothesline, missing as Del Rey would dropkick the knee out, latching on a sleeper from behind though Tamina rammed her right into the buckle, turning sharply and went for a headbutt, Del Rey dodging catching her with a school girl for two.
Both women rose as Tamina caught Del Rey with a kick right to the jaw, knocking her to the corner as she caught her with another bodysplash then hiptossed her across the ring, charging in for the flying shoulder block, Del Rey catching her and smashed her into the rope following up with a dangerous german suplex right upon the back of her neck, Tamina rolling to the outside clutching it.
The ref moved to the floor asking if she wanted to continue, Del Rey in a nuetral corner waiting as Tamina moved back into the ring, her neck really jacked up as Del Rey immidiately dropped her with a neckbreaker followed up with a front face lock keeping the pressure on that neck.
Tamina rose up and pushed her off but Del Rey like a shark went to that knee, sweeper her down and locked in a half boston crab turning that into an STF working on the knee and neck at the same time.
Tamina refused to tap out but there were noticeable tears running down her eyes, the pain was excrutiating and Del Rey wasn't letting go, Tamina forced to grab the rope to break it. The ref would check on her again, asking if she wanted to continue as she nodded, turning right into into a firemans carry back into a headlock, Del Rey focusing on that neck now, Tamina grabbing her and flipped her over but also turned it into an inverted Key Clasher Slam.
This bought her some time, rising up and tackled Del Rey to the corner, ramming her shoulders into the ribs, tossing her to the other but was irish whipped, smacking into it but caught Del Rey with a boot right to the face, climbing the middle rope and leapt with a cross body, Del Rey ducking and rolling, coming off the rope fast with a clothesline but Tamina rebounded with a capture airplane spin toss.
Del Rey hit hard, not expecting that as Tamina tossed then irish whipped her back right into a samoan drop...and did it a second time, pulling Del Rey up and placed her on her shoulders and drove her with a running senton, moving to the top rope and would poise herself at the ready, leaping with a missile dropkick.
The rage was building as she caught her with a hard chop, another chop, kicking to her ribs and rose her up with a running slingshot sitout powerbomb. She rolled back, slapping her face and chest, charging as Del Rey caught her with a flapjack right into the steel post, Tamina falling to the outside. The ref went to check on her after that one, immidately getting a towel from a ringhand as Tamina was gashed over the head.
She sat up, lost to the world barely able to respond to the ref whom allowed the match to go on as Del Rey tossed her into the ring, blood just dripping from Tamina's head as Del Rey latched on a side headlock to keep her worn down, within moment's her wrist tape was doused in Tamina's blood whom refused to give up.
Del Rey pulled her up and tossed her to the buckle, hitting hard hammering elbows over the head, zeroing in on the obvious injury, placing her knee in the ropes and would kick at it then went back to the head, the ref pushing her back as a groggy Tamina stumbled out of the corner getting dropped with a suplex.
Del Rey was ready to put a fork in it, allowing Tamina to rise up before dropping her with a headlock takedown, squeezing tightly as Tamina struggled to her feet, pushing her off but took a standing dropkick then a vicious toss chest first into the buckle, Del Rey dropping her with a back suplex, dropping to a knee and watched her a moment, waiting for her to rise up.
She nodded and charged in with a running knee driver but Tamina caught her and just tossed her with great strength across the ring. Dey Rey came in with an elbow over the head to no effect, she hit her again to no effect as Tamina grabbed her with a gorilla press and slammed her down then tackled her to the corner hitting a hard clothesline, another hard clothesline , tossing Del Rey with great authority to the other buckle and caught her with a release sambo suplex.
Tamina was on a knee, having a wild look in her eyes, rubbing the blood over her face like warpaint almost as she would turn, latching onto Del Rey and went for a Fisherman Buster but instead drove her down on her face, rising up and caught Del Rey with a kick right to the jaw knocking her down...then moved to the top rope.
She caught her balance, shades of her father and would leap off with a superheadbutt smash over the skull. Tamina rose almost invincible, dragging Del Rey to her feet and would chop over her chest in the corner, the hardest chops you would ever hear, tossing Del Rey then irish whipped her with a Samoan Drop right into the buckle on top of it.
She dragged Del Rey to the center of the ring and dropped her with a tilt a whirl backbreaker, coming off the rope and dropped her with a flying headbutt, a cross body the a cross body block, finishing her off with a double chop over the chest, picking Del Rey up and slammed her with a spinebuster and moved to the top rope.
Her sights were set and locked, making the SuperFly Pose and leapt off....crashing and burning, holding her ribs as Del Rey went for the Royal Butterfly, Tamina picking her up and tossed her across the ring, charging in and got her with the Spear NO Del Rey countered right into the Royal Butterfly, locking the neck and arms while wrapping her legs around the waist, latching on nice and tightly right in the center of the ring.
Tamina wasn't going to tap out, no way in hell was that going to happen as Del Rey latched on tightly, pulling the arms at an angle and pressing the neck further down, Tamina shaking her arms trying to ignore the pain, attempting to rise up but her knee wouldn't allow her to put any weight on it and her neck was shot, completely trapped as Del Rey would squeeze even tighter.
The ref kept checking but Tamina was still in the game, responsive and refused to submit, Del Rey then locking the fingers making it merely impossible to snap out of it, Tamina slowly using the other leg to slowly push herself up, getting Del Rey a few inches off the mat but then slumped over, Del Rey adding her weight to it by keeping her shoulders off the mat as the referee called for the bell.
"Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner by submission and Still NWA Women's Champion, Sara Del Rey."
What a battle this was as Del Rey let Tamina go, rising up and would take her women's championship, placing around her waist and rose her fists up in victory, looking to the challenger as the ref called another official to come help Tamina whom was knocked out cold.
Del Rey would slide out of the ring, walking up the ramp without even a second look, victorious and perhaps proved a point here tonight. Cameras move to the back where we had caught up with Cody Rhodes.
"Ladies and Gentlemen I'm here with Cody Rhodes whom came inches away from getting the Cruiserweight Championship, a hell of an effort you've got to be feeling at least somewhat proud of the effort, your thoughts?"
"Now hold on a second," Arn Anderson came into view, "you people are interviewing a loser, why not interview the tag team that beat the hell out of the Legion of Doom earlier tonight on the pre show."
Cody pushed the mic out of the way, pushing Arn whom pushed back, obviously it was a set up as Tully jumped Cody from behind, starting to beat on him when Dustin of all people jumped into the fray, starting to help fight them off, Bishoff quickly getting down there.
"Hey hey, you four men want to fight, get down to the ring and fight. I'm booking a bonus match right here right now, go on get!"
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"Ladies and Gentlemen this is a special bonus match and it will be a tornado tag team bout. Introducing first with their manager JJ Dillion, Arn Anderson, Tully Blanchard, The Horsemen. And their opponents first from Austin Texas, weighing in at 243 lbs, Dustin Rhodes. And his tag team partner, from Marietta GA weighing in at 215 lbs, Cody Rhodes."
Justin could barely get out of the ring before The Rhodes' and Horsemen just started to fight it out, feet and fists flying all over the place, Dustin tackling Arn to the corner while Cody mounted Tully punching the hell out of him, Dillion sliding into the ring pulling Cody off whom dropped him with a dropkick, going back to Tully but he was tackled down by Windham whom just started to beat on him.
Cody tired to fight back but it was two on one, Dustin breaking from Arn to help out but the number game quickly started to take over, Arn getting a tire iron and cracked it over Dustin's back then to the back of Cody's skull, Dillion telling them to hold them up, wanting a free shot himself as they pulled both brothers up holding them in full nelsons.

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The crowd went batshit as the Horsemen let go of the Brother's looking downt he aisle but Dusty came from the crowd behind them with a steel chair, hitting Windham then Tully, ducking Arn and caught him over the head, Dillion retreating with his men as Dusty kept guard over his sons whom recovered, both of them looking at Dusty wondering where the hell he came from but the sides were even now, The Horsemen retreating for now.
"Ladies and Gentlemen this contest scheduled for one fall is our Semi Main Event of the evening and will have a 30 time limit. Introducing first, from Chicago Illinois weighing in at 220 lbs, The Best In The World, C.M. Punk. His opponent, from Calgary Alberta Canada, weighing in at 234 lbs, The Best There Is, The Best There Was and the Best There Ever Will Be, Bret, Hitman, Hart."
Oh man what a fever pitch here, Punk keeping to the corner rolling his wrists while Bret took off his jacket and handed over his glasses before entering the ring, giving Punk a dirty look at the bell sounded.
They would lock up with Bret dropping Punk with a wrestling lift but Punk latched on a side headlock, holding on nice and tight as Bret struggled to push him off, Punk coming off the rope and ran over him, coming off the other end as Bret went for a tilt a whirl backbreaker but Punk countered it into a headlock takedown.
Bret would slowly rise and pushed him to the corner, Punk charging out and was dropped with a toe hold, Bret going for the head but Punk slid behind him, catching him with a kick to the ribs then hard knee strikes to the face, dropping him with a falling clothesline then a firemans carry, locking Bret in a chin lock.
Punk would grin as Bret flipped him over, catching him with a dropkick then a snapmare, putting Punk in a chinlock of his own as Punk rose up, breaking free with three elbows to the ribs, taking to the rope and ducked a clothesline, catching Bret with a running neck breaker, grabbing the arm and would wrench on it, coming in with a kick but missed, Bret dropping him with a back suplex then a dropkick to the corner.
With hard haymakers to the head, Bret went for the follow up bulldog but Punk pushed him off, swinging hard with the roundhouse and missed as Bret snapped him with an inverted atomic drop then a snapsuplex then dropped him again with a second snapsuplex, going for a pin but Punk rolled to the floor.
He needed a moment after all that, rubbing at the inner most part of his thighs turning as Bret tackled him with a suicide dive smacking into the announce table. Bret pulled him up, clubbing along his back and tossed him to the apron but Punk irish whipped right into a knee to the ribs then flung him shoulder first into the steel stairs.
He took a few steps back getting a running start and tackled Bret with a cross body right on the floor, yelling out and tossed him into the ring, locking in a hammerlock and started driving the knee right into the shoulder. He kept the hold applied latching on a sit out armbar, trying to seperate the shoulder before pulling him up and rammed him into the buckle, slamming him down and again applied the armbar, keeping Bret grounded.
Slowly Bret got to his feet and tossed Punk with an armdrag toss, shaking his arm out as Punk tackled him to the buckle, ramming his knees into his ribs then tossed him to the other buckle, charging in and slid through the ropes to trick him, grabbing Bret by the legs and locked him in the post, latching on the figure four.
Punk let go and moved to the apron, watching Bret and leapt over dropping him with a bulldog, holding on with a front face lock and rammed his knees into his face, bashing him headfirst into the buckle. Punk then tossed him to the other but Bret Irish whipped, Punk quickly climbing up and leapt off with a cross body, rolling up and swung with the Roundhouse, Bret ducking and caught the legs, stomping right to his ribs then would slingshot him into the buckle.
Off the rebound Bret slammed him with a backbody drop then a dropkick, slamming him down with an armdrag and held on tightly, Punk rising up and used the free arm to punch Bret in the face, coming off the rope but took a backelbow to the face, sliding through the ropes to the floor.
He held his jaw a bit, Bret going to the floor with him, picking him up and rammed him back first into the barricade then clobbered over his head, tossing him into the ring and climbed in, dropping Punk with a backbreaker, not once but twice. He held Punk down with a front facelock, Punk dumping him over rubbing his back as Bret dropped him with a toe hold locking in an STF.
Punk struggled here, hitting the mat in frustration rising up slowly, ramming Bret into the buckle and turned, getting a haymaker for his troubles then dropped with a bulldog. Hart grabbed him by the leg and moved to the floor, ramming his knee into the post, getting a hold of it again and rammed it hard into the post, Punk trying to get away but Bret latched on and did it a third time, Punk forcibly pulling away holding at his knee.
Bret was relentless, attacking that knee from all angles latching on a side knee breaker, Punk having to kick him off with his good leg, dragging himself to the corner where Bret met him, placing his leg over the rope and woudl tear it up, placing him on the top rope and latched his leg within the rope and pushed him over, Punk dangling to the outside by his bad knee.
The ref tried to get him free as Bret moved to the floor, punching the hell out of Punk since he was free game, Bret grabbing his head and smashed it against the apron forcing Punk to fall to the floor.
Bret wasn't kidding around as he picked Punk up and rammed him back first into the post then back into the ring, Bret latching on a side headlock keeping him grounded. Punk rising to his feet but was backsuplexed, Bret grabbing the leg and started to seperate and stomped to his ribs then did it again, pulling Punk up and dropped him with a backbreaker, moving to the rope.
He lined him up and leapt off with the elbow over the head, pulling him up as Punk came alive with a roundhouse over the head, Bret stumbling against the ropes as Punk fell over. What a shot that was as Bret was stunned as Punk went after him, tossing him to the ropes and caught him with a dropkick then an armwrench, squeezing at the arm and swung with the good leg right to the jaw.
Punk would then blast him with elbow strikes in the corner then kicks to the ribs, slowly placing him on top and climbed up, hitting over his neck and went for it, Bret blocking and would headbutt him off the rope, catching his balance but Punk kicked the rope causing him to crotch it. Punk climbed back up and dropped him with the superplex, rising up and waited, catching Bret with a roundhouse over the back of his head knocking him into the ropes and swept the leg.
He would latch on, seeming to go for a sharpshooter but Bret hit to the bad knee, kicking him off, snapping Punk with a headlock takedown, Punk scissoring out then caught Bret with a kick to the ribs, Bret countering with a mandara twist, holding onto that leg but Punk kicked him off through the ropes.
Punk rose up, watching Bret and did a suicide dive through the ropes crashing into the barricade, both Punk and Bret crashing into it. Punk rose and tossed Bret into the ring, climbing the apron and dropped him with a springboard clothesline, turning as the main camera caught that Punk was cut over the head, replay showing he caught his head on the railing as Punk dropped Bret with a neckbreaker, starting to stomp on him then tossed him to the rope, leapfrogging and dropped Bret with a powerslam, moving to the rope.
He wiped the blood from his head, raising his fingers up and leapt with an elbow connecting, rising up and yelled it was time, lining up his shot and dropkicked Bret to the corner, charging in for the high knee but missed.
He backed away as Bret dropped him down, grabbing the leg and slammed it hard against the canvas then did it again, suplexing him and bodyslammed him, finishing Punk with a dropkick over the ropes having him lay on the apron. He reached over to pull him inside, Punk blocking and bashed his face into the buckle, climbing the top rope and drove him down with a Tornado DDT.
He hit the mat, waiting and caught Bret with the running knee in the corner, backing away and did it again, following up with the bulldog and dared him to his feet, latching on for the Anaconda Vice but Bret blocked right into a hammerlock, Punk kicking off the rope and flung him off, watching him smack off the buckle and picked him up, Bret landing behind him and dropped him with a german suplex.
Punk held his neck as Bret dragged him up and drove him with a piledriver, knowing he didn't have much left and pulled him up, driving him down with a russian legsweep, grabbing at the legs and pulled him to the center of the ring, putting his leg over as Punk grabbed him by the hair for a small package..for two.
Both men rose as Bret and Punk would exhange right hands, Punk swinging with the roundhosue and missed, Bret catching him with an inverted atomic drop then went for a suplex, Punk landing behind him and climbed upon his shoulders, flipping him with a hurricanrana. He rose Bret up and slammed him with a samoan drop, moving to his legs and went for a figure four but Bret kicked him to the buckle, rising up as Punk blasted him with a leglariat, watching him rise and dropped him with the Anaconda Vice.
He wrenched good and tight, refusing to let go as blood dripped from his head, Bret kicking trying to get free as Punk pulled back, nodding his head that he had him, Bret using the momentum and pushed Punk over, covering...for two, Punk released.
Punk taking a wild swing unable to see as Bret tackled him to the corner, ramming his shoulders into his ribs, going for a haymaker but Punk blocked, punching, kicking then caught him with a spinning backfist. Bret falling to his knees as he was blasted with a running knee, Punk moving over and grabbed his legs and quickly applied a Sharpshooter.
He would pull back, nodding his head as Bret struggled here, reaching back and grabbed a hold of Punk's leg, hitting it causing him to stumble and leaned back, applying now, the Sharpshooter on Punk.
He would hit the mat and curse out, blood dripping from his face as he would scratch and claw, reaching for the rope but he couldn't even see it, Bret leaning back further to apply more pressure on that knee and back from earlier. Punk would scratch and claw, reaching for something to try and break out of the hold as Bret told the ref to ask him, Punk telling the ref to 'fuck off' and started to crawl, getting close to the rope and got a finger tip on it as Bret pulled him back to the center of the ring, Punk shaking his head as it laid flat upon the canvas, presumably knocked out as he pushed up with his hands, slowly turning his body around and kicked Bret off.
He staggered up hobbling as Bret went right after him, Punk side stepping and pushed him chest first into the buckle, watching him smack off and rose him up and connected with the GTS, dropping immediately due to the pain in his knee but leapt the best he could, hooking the leg, 1-2...3NO!
"Was that three Monsoon?"
"No Jess that was a two."
"I don't know we'll have to go to the replay on that one."
Punk was a milisecond away from victory, running his hand through his face, wrist tape covered in blood as he had to hit one more, slowly making it to his feet and pulled Bret up, placing him upon his shoulders but a hard elbow to the face prevented that, Bret dropping him with a thez press and would start rapid fire punches over his head, Punk kicking him off, rising up very disoriented and dumped Bret over the rope to the floor.
He pushed the ref aside, climbing the top rope and caught Bret with a crossbody, raising up and flung him into the ring, climbing the top rope and leapt off with an elbow and missed, Punk staggering up as Bret caught his legs and would slingshot him right into the buckle, picking him up for a bodyslam but Punk countered that right into an inside capture craddle only getting a two.
Punk quickly caught Bret in the chest with a kick to the buckle and blasted him with the running knee, leaping for the bulldog but was pushed off, Bret dropping him with a running neckbreaker then grabbed his legs, Punk fighting free and kicked him off, catching him off the rope with a dropkick then a hiptoss moving for a clothesline to the corner but Bret rose the boot, catching him right in the face and quickly climbed on his shoulders going for a victory roll but Punk countered it right into the GTS, No, Bret caught the leg and quickly applied the Sharpshooter.
Punk was trapped now, almost crying out in pain trying to find a way out but no go, clawing and scratching at the mat, Bret wasn't moving this time, not giving him one chance to move. Punk would reach, grabbing the ref by the leg and would use him almost as an anchor and dragged himself a bit, trying to ignore the pain, slamming the mat, holding his head, the pain was too much for anyone to take as Punk reached to tap..and grabbed Bret by the hair, trying to pull him off, Bret pulling back even more on the legs as Punk laid flat, shaking his head and gave one more pull, one more push, one more tug, his face just smattered in blood as he would...tap the mat.
"Ladies and Gentlemen here is winner by submission, Bret, The Hitman, Hart."
You couldn't take anything away from either of them as Bret held on for a few extra seconds and let go, raising his arms up in victory as Punk quickly rolled away holding his knee. Bret looked over to Punk whom was in agony, seething in the corner, the ref checking on his knee and handing him a towel for his head. Bret walked to him in the corner, giving him a once over and would tap his side for him and rolled out of the ring, having just earned Bret's respect in this one. Punk would drop down rolling to the floor, officials helping him to the back as he coudl barely walk, Hitman just like always had excellently executed his victim and tonight his name was C.M. Punk.
"Ladies and Gentlemen this contest schduled for one fall is our Main Event of the evening."
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"Ladies and Gentlemen this contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA World Heavyweight Championship sactioned by the Wrestling Commission it will have 30 minute time limit, the referee in charge of this bout, Charles Robinson. Standing over to my left the challenger, from parts unknown, with his handler Kevin Sullivan, weighing in this morning at 323 lbs, Kane. His opponent, hailing from the Palace of Wisdom he weighed in this morning at 215 lbs he is the reigning NWA World Heavyweight Champion, John, Morrison."
Morrison surrendered the title belt over wearing white and black tonight for this event, if he was going out he'd go out in style, Sullivan giving Kane last minute instructions as they met in the center of the ring, the ref explaining the rules and gently pushed them to their corners, raising the title belt up and rang the bell.
Right out of the shoot Morrison charged at Kane, haymaker after haymaker until Kane pushed him off, he went for it a second time hitting haymakers until Kane pushed him off, Morrison charging a third time and slid under Kane's boot, climbing upon his back and locked him in a sleeper.
It was almost survival as Kane rammed him into the corner turning for a punch but Morrison slid away, kicking hard to his ribs, backing away and caught Kane with a dropkick then another one, Kane coming in with a clothesline as Morrison would springboard off the rope with another dropkick, continuing to flurry on him and blasted him over the head with a standing spinkick, going for a clothesline but Kane caught him, raising him with both hands but Morrison countered with another dropkick, Kane stumbling in the ropes as Morrison leapt with a cross body, both men falling to the floor.
Morrison would skin the cat back inside then did a corkscrew plancha landing upon Kane, hitting to his head, knowing no count outs on a World Title Match as Sullivan walked over yelling out orders, Morrison standing upon the apron, waiting for Kane to rise and saulted off with a dropsault, knocking him into the barricade then charged in with a running clothesline knocking Kane right into the crowd, Morrison falling with him.
Robinson yelled to get back into the ring as Morrison would brawl with him back to his feet, charging for another clothesline but Kane countered right into a backbody drop back to ringside, Kane stepped over the barricade and pulled Morrison up, tossing him with one hand back first into the post, catching him on the rebound and did it a second time, pressing him up and just tossed him across the aisleway.
Kane grabbed him by the hair and just strong man flung him back first into the barricade then did it again, this time against the steel stairs. He pulled him up again, placing him on his shoulders and just long darted him headfirst into the steel post, Kane tossing him inside after that and blasted him with a big boot, after all that, Morrison was pinned only for two.
With a handful of hair Kane dragged him and bodyslammed him down, coming off the rope and hit the legdrop, placing him in that dreaded trapesius lock. Morrison felt his shoulder and arm go numb, struggling here as he rose to a vertical base getting tossed to the buckle then splashed with a clothesline. Kane set him on top and just flung him across the ring then clotheslined him hard enough to cause Morrison to flip in the air.
Sullivan laughed on the floor as Kane started to choke Morrison in the corner, hitting hard shots to his ribs then kicked at him, choking him with his foot then tossed him to the other buckle, snatching him and drove him with a side walk slam, pulling Morrison up and pressed him, dropping him on his ribs then clobbered him with a running boot.
Kane pulled him up and set him up in the corner in the tree of woe position, slowly walking back and blasted Morrison in the face with a baseball slide. Morrison was dragged up and placed upon the top rope, Kane climbing up after him and went for a superplex, Morrison refusing and started to punch at him but he couldn't push him down, Kane blasted him with a headbutt then dropped him with a super belly to belly suplex.
Morrison hit hard, rolling to the floor but Kane went after him, fixing his glove and slammed him hard against the post, choking him and wound up for a punch, missing his and the post. Kane would shake his hand, Morrison stumbling away to catch his breath but Kane went after him, getting kicked in the knee and tripped into the barricade, Morrison rolling into the ring with Kane following.
Morrison got one good kick to the ribs going for a DDT but Kane countered by picking him up and rammed him into the buckle and hiptossed him out, charging for a clothesline but missed, Morrison going for another kick to the ribs but Kane caught it, Morrison countering with an ensiguri. That stunned him as he went for a DDT, Kane picking him up and just flung him across the ring, charging in with a boot but missed, snagging the rope.
Morrison would springboard off the rope blasting him with the Flying Chuck and did it a second time, Knocking Kane on his ass, coming off the rope and blasted him with the running knee, coming off the rope with the running moonsault, covering for 1 as Kane just flung him off.
Like a pit bull Morrison struck, hitting him with knees to the head and strikes to the back, coming off the rope with a flying clothesline but Kane caught him, raising him up, Morrison countering with a hurricanrana tossing him into the ropes then went for the Nitroblast, Kane catching his foot and brought one hell of a fist down over the knee.
He clutched it but Kane picked him up from behind and flung him to the buckle, Morrison slamming knee first and was dropped with a back suplex, grabbing the bad leg and would lock in a spinning leg lock, Morrison kicking him off with his other foot, hobbling and caught Kane with a falling roundhouse with his other leg, Kane stagging to the ropes.
Morrison charged in but was dumped over the rope, hanging on and went for a kick, Kane catching it and pulled his leg through the rope causing him to split and kicked at the bad leg, dropping him down with a shin breaker. He moved to the floor, dragging Morrison's knee to the post and with authority slammed it, Morrison crawling away holding his knee as Kane would stalk him, dragging him up and tossed him to the ropes, pressing him up and just tossed him to the floor.
Kane took his time here going after him, picking him up and slammed his knee hard against the stairs, watching crawl away before picking him up and slammed him chest first upon the announce table. Kane bashed his head into it before dragging him off and tossed him into the ring, climbing the top rope and came off with the flying clothesine, rising to his feet and rose his palm up.
He latched right upon Morrison by the neck but he elbowed him as hard as he could, fighting free and hit the rope, going for a crossbody but Kane caught him, dropping him with a fallaway slam then blasted Morrison with a clothesline, Morrison landing on his belly then was jerked up by the hair, Kane picking him up in a stalling inverted suplex, coming down hard.
He adjusted his glove and blasted Morrison with heavy punches to the head, one stiff uppercut knocking him through the ropes to the apron, Kane came off the rope and blasted him with a hell of a clothesline forcing Morrison to flip and land hard upon the floor outside, going after him but then started to remove the protective padding from the floor, raising Morrison up for a powerbomb but he countered with a hurricanrana, Kane smacking into the steel post.
Morrison waited for him to rebound off before picking him up and bodyslammed him upon the concrete. He held his back and rolled into the ring, climbing the top rope and would wait for Kane to rise up, Morrison leaping off ther open and dropped him with a DDT right upon the concrete.
Morrison had him down and out, pulling himself up..but then Kane sat up. He was down for a four count it seemed as he pulled Kane up, attempting to push him inside but Kane hit to his ribs and flung him inside. Morrison sprung and blasted Kane over the head on his way in, trying for a suplex but Kane countered, raising him up and just flung him into the ring, Morrison rising as Kane caught him by the throat, raising him up and chokeslammed him down.
Kane covering..only for two, Kane then started to choke him, squeezing at his throat then let up at the count of four, forcing him up and violently flung him to the corner, coming in with a boot but Morrison rolled out of the way, quickly leaping and locked in a sleeper on Kane and was refusing to let go.
Kane tried reaching back to pull him off but Morrison latched on tighter, no way was he letting go getting grabbed by the hair and flung hard upon the canvas, Morrison forcing himself up and ducked a punch, coming in with the Nitroblast but Kane caught the leg and drove an elbow then another elbow and a third elbow over the bad knee, watching him hobble and caught him with a haymaker but Morrison hit back.
Kane hit him harder causing Morrison to stumble and fall on his ass, Kane forcing him up and dropped him with snake eyes over the turnbuckle, raising him up with both hands starting to literally strangle him in the air. Morrison kicked frantically trying to get free as Kane tossed him to the ropes, Morrison firing with a flying forearm, hititng him again then took a hard back elbow from Kane, falling to the apron.
Kane went after him but Morrison caught him with a rope guillotine then waited and got him again, this time wrapping his legs around and started to choke him with the rope. Morrison let go at the count of four, climbing the rope and caught him with a missile dropkick then cracked him over the head with a CaperoraKick, Morrison hitting him with an elbow, another one, a third one, going for broke and picked Kane up, dropping him with a bodyslam, waiting for him to rise and went for the Moonlight..no Kane picked him up and flung him across the ring.
Kane went after him pulling him up and got caught right under the jaw with the Nitroblast, Kane falling flat upon his back, Morrison quickly covering, 1-2..No the monster kicked out as Morrison quickly jumped on him, punching to his head to keep him down, moving to the corner to try again coming in as Kane grabbed him by the throat and chokeslammed him down.
Sullivan yelling out to finish him off, end the game as he would cut his throat with his thumb, pulling Morrison up and set him up for the Tombstone, Morrison kicking free with his legs and bounced off the rope catching him with a spinning headscissor DDT, quickly moving to the top rope and came down with Starship Pain landing right on his face, covering..only for two as Morrison was pushed off and to the floor.
Kane sat up, moving to the floor as Morrison surprised him by jumping on him, clubbing to his head but Kane flung him aside with great strength across the announce table. Equipment flew everywhere as Kane went after him, Morrison literally leaping off the table and started slugging at Kane now turning this into a fight.
Kane hitting back at him pushing him and swung hard, Morrison ducking and was able to dropkick him right into the steel post, rolling into the ring and called him inside, pouncing on him and just drove elbows and hammer blows against Kane's head whom pushed him back, Morrison like a pitbull just attacking him again, refusing to stop until Kane grabbed him, tossing him to the corner and started to punch at him like a heavyweight boxer, placing both hands around his throat and was visably choking him.
The ref tried to break it up but Kane refused to let go until hearing Sullivan yell out 'finish him' as Kane literally flung Morrison out of the corner, giving him a hard kick in the ribs and rose him up and dropped him with the Last Ride Powerbomb, slowly laying on top of him covering...for two.
Sullivan was even surprised at that one, telling him to try again but this time finish him for good as Kane dragged him up, placing him against the ropes and flung him over drilling him with a press slam turned into a pump handle slam, watching him rise up and shoved him to the corner, slowly placing him on top and climbed up.
Lord knew what Kane was going to attempt here as he would hit along his back, latching on but Morrison would hit to the rib, the stomach, the side, whatever he could and actually would headbutt him one, twice, three times knocking Kane to the mat.
Morrison caught his balance and would moonsault off, Kane catching him and lined him up for the Tombstone, Morrison kicking and slid behind him and also...removed his mask! Kane was unmasked as he quickly covered his face, Morrison turning him around and blasted him right in the face with the Nitroblast, covering with Kane still protecting his face, 1-2-3.
"Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner and Still NWA World Heavyweight Champion, John, Morrison."
Morrison survived that one as Kane rolled to the floor, keeping his face covered as Sullivan removed his robe and wrapped it over Kane's face, guiding him to the back as Morrison was presented his World Heavyweight Championship, officially kicking off his 6 month reign as Champion. Raising his belt up he hit the top of the rope, yelling out that the year of the Rockstar Continued and Lived on as the Great American Bash would fade to black.