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Post by Hayden on Apr 11, 2011 6:01:43 GMT -5
After a successful night, full of curve-balls, close matches and blood-lust, the crowd are packed into the arena for the final hurrah. Eager in anticipation for the final match of the night, fans around the arena begin to chant the fables three letters "G-H-Dubb..." in the hopes that the Millson/ HardKore showdown will speed itself along somewhat. Almost as an answer to prayer, an all too familiar sound soon pumps its way our of the PA speakers around the arena. As CKY's "96 Quite Bitter Beings" begins to play, the loyal Jackasses in attendance rise to their feet as one, each looking to outdo the other and wind up with their face shown on the big screen. The familiar grungy guitar riff cuts through the air, stopping short any half-finished conversations as the arrival of the New Age Champion appears imminent. "Hayden HardKore had quite the showing at Total Carnage, defeating Jake Diamond and staving off his retirement. I felt for sure that he was done for."
"And to add to that, he showed up, injured and falling apart to TNT last week, represented our brand splendidly and showed those clowns how things were done."
"But this is quite the obstacle in the road tonight. Mighty Man Milson II... These two have history, these two have unfinished business. Falls count anywhere, I imagine that anything could happen tonight."
"No count-outs, no need to stay in the ring. Who knows where these two will end up? I don't care, as long as they stay out of my donut supply." [/center] The song plays through well into the verse before Hayden appears, a shadowy outline against the Friday Night Combat backdrop at the back of the entrance stage. A glint of gold shows the New Age Championship draped from his shoulder, a second flash of light reflected from his teeth as his mouth opens into a wide grin. Stepping into the light, Hayden caps the aviator sunglasses forward onto his face, his trademark look displayed for all t see. Hayden takes the time to look around the waves upon waves of adoring fans, looking at all of the camera flashes while he stands atop the entrance stage, the New Age Championship proudly shown as he scans the arena. Taking large steps, like wading through mud, in time with the music, Hayden marches forward to the front of the entrance stage. As the song reaches its way into a breakdown, a combination of pyrotechnics, smoke and strobe lighting flickers its way into the arena, while the Jackass takes off into full flight, charging down the side of the entrance ramp and slapping hands of all the fans he can reach as he goes. "Ladies and Gentlemen, the following Falls Count Anywhere match is a champion versus champion match, a Semi Final in the Charging Glory Championship Tournament and is set for one fall.
This is tonight's main event and as per the stipulations governing the Television Title, the belt will be defended tonight also.
Introducing first..." [/center] As Charlie speaks, Hayden charges toward the ring, picking up speed as he goes. Running at full tilt, the Jackass slides into the ring, coming up onto one knee as he goes. The much loved future Hall-of-Famer flashes a smile at Coors as Charlie begins to branch off into the second half of his introduction. "Hailing from Wellington, New Zealand. He weighs in tonight at one hundred and ninety one pounds.
He is the current GHW New Age Champion. The man known as the Jackass... Hayden Hard-Kore! [/center] Hayden waves to his fans as his name is read out before tossing his sunglasses up into the air and hurling them into the crowd, where they are eagerly snapped up by an extremely overweight and far too over-eager middle-aged balding man. With a quick word to the official, the smiling Kiwi soon hands his precious title over and turns toward the entrance ramp. In waiting for his opponent, Hayden goes through his warm up routines, before standing at the ring ropes waiting, individually cracking the knuckles on both hands. TBC MMMII
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Post by Millson and Simpson on Apr 11, 2011 7:21:40 GMT -5
And the opponent, he is the Television champion...From Whitby, England, weighing in at 235 lbs, Mighty Man Millson II.
A mixed reaction ensues from the Boston, Massachusetts crowd as the Television champion for GHW, Mighty Man Millson II, enters the vicinity, appearing on the ramp. Millson smiles and takes the title off his shoulder, before raising it in the air with both hands, gold pyro rockets flying as he does so. When the noise subsides, the Ultimate Ego rests the gold back on his shoulder and his father, Ian Millson, plus teammate Adam Jones, appear from backstage, the triumvarate walking confidently down the ramp. As they reach the ring, Millson hops onto the apron and springboards over the ring ropes, before sauntering over to the middle of the squared circle and raising the title into the air, another mixed reaction from the crowd to follow.
This man overcame the odds last week, defeating both Alex Night and Kahlan to retain the Television title, but tonight, he defends it against the New Age champion.
Hey, can you imagine if HardKore could hold the New Age, Television and Charging Glory titles all at once?
What an achievement that would be, but he has to get through Millson first, who's been thinking of revenge ever since Hayden defeated him before Total Carnage.
Well, get your donuts at the ready, Millson vs HardKore II is about to begin.
TBC-Hayden, good luck bud.
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Post by Hayden on Apr 12, 2011 4:24:23 GMT -5
The match begins more cautiously than one would expect. Clearly, both of these men have managed to retain enough self control to avoid simply charging at their opponent, but judging from the looks on each of the combatants' faces, this was a labored decision. Tenderly, gingerly and ever so slowly, the pair reach out, hands interlocking with each other in the traditional 'test of strength' position. Being the larger of the two, Milson soon turns the test of strength to his advantage and begins forcing Hayden downward, attempting to drive him into the mat like a tent peg. Hayden, however, has no intention of bowing down quietly. The veteran slips through the open legs of his opponent. Holding onto Milson's wrist as he escapes through the back door, he pulls Milson almost inside out, forcing the Mighty Man's arms in between his own legs. When Hayden pulls the wrists from the other side, it results in Milson completing a complete somersault and flipping over to land on his back awkwardly and embarrassingly on the canvas. With a stifled laugh, Hayden stands above his opponent. Wasting little time, the Jackass takes off. He picks up the pace of the match, spotting the small opening as his chance to mount a form of offense. He charges into the ropes before hurtling back across the ring at Milson. The high flying Jackass takes to the air, looking to aim a Flying Shoulder Charge at Milson as MMMII pushes himself to his feet. However, the quick reactions of Milson see the Television Champion grabbing Hayden around the neck in mid air and slamming him into the canvas with a brutal Neckbreaker that stops Hayden's assault and his momentum dead in its tracks. When the dust settles, it is Milson's turn to stand to his feet, with Hayden writhing about on the canvas, clutching at his head in agony while his opponent sets about planning a wave of attack for himself. "These two will be trading blows all night. This is the best that FNC has on display, and one small slip-up will result in the other man walking away the victor."
"I dare say that this will be a fast paced match. I think whoever can keep up with the pace will take this one."
"On the contrary, I think he who can play the match at his own pace will control the momentum of the match. And both of these men rely on momentum to win matches, so whoever controls the momentum, controls the match." [/center] Milson is quick to act, taking Hayden's lead in lifting the pace of the match. Just like the Jackass had done, the TV Champ tootles off across the ring, rebounding back at a great rate of knotts. When he is at full speed, he tucks and rolls across the ring, springing up at the perfect moment to land a Senton onto Hayden's heaving chest. The Rolling Thunder lands flush across the Kiwi's torso, causing Hayden to expel any remaining air in his lungs still there after the brutal neck-breaker. With the crowd cheering at the quick paced opening of the match, Milson simply uses the momentum of his Rolling Thunder to continue his forward roll, till he is standing on his feet. It takes Milson but a few moments to orientate himself, before the Mighty Man takes off again, looking to climb the turnbuckle and raise the stakes of the match. Being still early in the match, Milson is quick to scale the corner and before long, he stands atop the turnbuckle, looking down on his battered opponent. Hayden hasn't moved from the spot where he was left. The sight gives Milson a new bout of confidence as he looks to put the rampaging Kiwi away early. Milson leaps high into the air, reaching hang time that Tony Hawk would be proud of. His body seems to soar through the air in slow motion. As camera flashes erupt around the arena, capturing the flight of the Television Champion, he readies his body for impact of his huge Top Rope Splash. He brings his arms and legs out as wide as he can, making a starfish-type figure in the air, as if a child was tossing creatures out of the sea on a rocky shore visit. However, as he descends, Milson is made abundantly aware of a second movement. Hayden had raised his feet into the air and he holds them poised, bent at the knee and waiting for Milson's impact. The Television Champion has no time to react, and he simply plows straight into the waiting feet. Hayden simply pushes his legs out, flinging Might Man Milson back into the air. He flies up and over the top rope from Hayden's Monkey Flip, arms and legs flailing helplessly in the air as if falling off an invisible bike. Once again, Milson reaches impressive heights in his ascent, leaving the crowd standing in awe as he clears the ring ropes and crashes down to the unforgiving floor outside the ring. the Television Champion lands with a dull thud, coming to a sudden, crash landing of a stop. There he lies, crumpled in a heap and not moving. The crowd, after a stunned moment of awe, erupt into a fresh round of cheering and chanting, the "G-H-Dubb..." name being tossed about the arena once more. "Wowee! Milson really took off. He got some serious hang time there."
"Twice, in fact. Once on the way down, and once on the way back up again. I cant believe he actually cleared the ropes from that..."
"Anything up that hight should have a trolly-dolly on board Matt."
"We call them a stewardess these days Hyper. It's not 1960"[/center] With Milson out of the picture somewhat, Hayden takes his time in taking his feet. He shakes off the effects of the Neckbreaker/ Rolling Thunder Combination as best he can before setting his target on Milson once more. Looking around for a moment, it takes Hayden a longer than expected time to locate his wayward opponent. Finally finding him still lying in a crumpled heap, Hayden rolls out of the ring and joins Milson on the outside. Hayden is even nice enough to help the TV Champion to his feet before taking his head and driving it mercilessly into the crowd barricade. As the sound of Milson's skull bouncing off steel barricade rings throughout the arena, Hayden's usually docile and pleasant face had turned into a look of pure determination. It is not a scowl of anger, nor is is unpleasant, but clearly the history between these two men is driving the Jackass to reach down deeper than he usually would. Needless to say, Milson soon finds it a struggle to stand on his own two feet. Somewhere between Hayden standing him up, marching him across the ringside flooring and attempting to drive his head through the barricade, Milson's knees buckle and his legs collapse underneath him. Hayden, however, doesn't allow his opponent to fall. Having been through the exact type of match a week earlier with Shawn Dreamer, the veteran Kiwi is determined not to let Milson have any reprise, nor any breathing room. New Zealand Legend picks Milson up a second time, driving him back first into the steel barricade. Milson uses the barricade to support himself, resting his back against it. He does not fully click as to the danger he is in. Not even when Hayden backs up across the floor, does the dazed Television Champion put two and two together. Hayden warms his left arm up as he backs away. When he had created enough of a run up, the Kiwi charges at Milson once more. Hayden reaches full speed with a quick burst off the line. He lines Milson up with a Swinging Armed Clothesline, but just as the moment of impact is upon him, Milson's legs collapse from underneath him once more. Milson topples to the ground, leaving Hayden swinging at thin air. The fast paced Kiwi cannot pull up in time and slams both of his knees into the crowd barricade. The din of kneecap meeting metal echoes through the first ten rows of the arena, just as Milson's head had earlier. Hayden's momentum causes the future GHW Hall-of-Famer to complete a perfect somersault and land on top of the laps of three or four fans gathered at ringside. While the people scramble to get away, a guttural moan escapes Hayden's lips. He had landed awkwardly, bits of discarded steel chair and barricade digging into the fleshy parts of his body. It is almost enough to take his mind off the crippling pain in his knees. By the time Milson finally manages to find a vertical base once again, Hayden was all alone, the security guards clearing a wide berth around him. It is simply Hayden and a sea of hastily exited seats that stretches out before the Television Champion, prime for the picking. "Well... That didn't work."
"There is so much riding on tonight's match Matt, that these two will sacrifice their own bodies to take the win...
Enough to make a guy hungry!"
"Just as well for you, I brought an extra box of donuts to ringside. I knew that you would plow through the ones you had earlier in the night."
"Are you trying to seduce me? If you are, you're going the right way about it. Gimme, gimme, gimme." [/center] While Hyper pleads with his broadcast partner to relinquish his control of the donuts, Milson slowly pieces the events of the last few minutes together in his head. The look of bewilderment and confusion is slowly replaced by one of stony determination. Gingerly this time, the man climbs to the top of the steel barricade. Looking down at the Jackass, who is struggling to get his injured knees to behave themselves, he once again leaps into the air. TBC MMMII
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