Aggression 10-17-2011

We come back from commercial as the ” Case Filed Rocket’s ” stand center stage inside the REBEL PRO ring. The fans proceed to boo as the men have already made their ” talented ” entrance. The CFR’s are accompanied by their Manager Hugh ” The Wiz ” Aredone. Standing in a small triangle shape, ” Wreckless ” Rocky Logan and Hugh Aredone stand in the background.

Case steps out into the spotlight and the crowd dies down.

He brings the mic in his hand to his lips

JC: Thank you for that lovely welcome. Yours truly can always count on my trillions of adoring fans. Now then, I stand here as a man with something very talented to say. What do I have to say, you ask? Good question. Well, in due time all will know my intentions to be perfectly clear as also in time my plans will be followed through with. Until then, you all are on the old ” need to know ” basis.

Never the less, I do have something to address. You see, now that yours truly has cut off the head of Hardcore Entertainment, it is now time to finish the job and go straight for the heart. What am I talking about, you ask? Well, for starters you all are seemingly very nosey people. And secondly, since I know you all are craving to know what lingers within my talented mind, I will explain myself.

You see, as you all may know by now, unless you have been living under a rock. Maybe you all have been doing just that. I never liked the state of New York. You all are so weird here. Anyways, back to my point, what was I saying?

” The Millennium Game ” looks back to his crew as they shrug. Case turns back facing the camera. Suddenly it hits him.

JC: Ah yes, why is yours truly taking up air time on a REBEL PRO televised show? The answer? simple really. You see, since there is this certain ” Mystery Tournament ” going on here in REBEL PRO, if everything goes as planned and things fall in place as they should, it could very well be yours truly facing Bubba Gay in the semi finals to this mysterious tournament. And that brings us back to the statement I made eariler, in which what now needs to be done. A strike right through the heart of Hardcore Entertainment. You see, I want revenge. Logan wants revenge. We all want revenge. If Bubba Gay feels the need to fry my testicals, he must pay and feel the pain he put me through! And as you saw last week, the Case Filed Rockets got pay back on Vincent Black for destroying our limo and in doing so almost killed the limo driver, our manager Hugh, right here. And although our feud is far from over, for now, we got our just due on Vincent Black. Thus cutting off the head of Hardcore Entertainment.

But now? Now it is time to go straight to the heart of Hardcore Entertainment. Thats the only way to kill the beast that is Black and Bubba. Sounds like a licorish bubble gum flavor. Anyways, thats how they do it in all the cool vampire movies, so it must be done! And in doing so yours truly will destroy Bubba Gay, and everything he stands for! But I do know the obvious, this encounter may not happen. That is if Bubba Gay loses his match in the Mystery Tournament, I would then not get the pleasure of facing him.

So Bubba, Im looking at you right now, fella! Listen and listen good! All yours truly will say is that dont be surprised if you get some much needed help in your match versus Jimmy Henderson. Only because ” The Plan ” must happen! Bubba, it is in our destiny to face each other again! By any means neccessary! When and where, we do not know. Or wait. Only I will know……

” TMG ” drops the mic to a sadistic laugh as CFR’s theme music hits up and out of the ring walk the three men onto the rampway and into the backstage area,

The fans boo.

Ding Ding

Collar and elbow in the center of the ring, Virgil drops down to one knee, lifts Chad Kurtis up on his shoulder and drops… no wait, Chad Kurtis spins around with a DDT sending Virgil down to the ground. Chad pulls Virgil back up, the current Aggression World Champion with a uppercut to Chad’s face backs the Rebel Pro star up from him, Virgil with a chop sends Chad back into the corner. Virgil grabs a wrist and sends Chad into the other corner, Virgil charges right after. Chad scales the turnbuckles, back flipping over Virgil, dropkick sends Virgil face first into the corner. Virgil’s head bounces off of the padding and he turns into a leg lariat that nearly decapitates him in the corner.

Linzi Martin: Chad showing no real singles rust.

Larry Gordon: And doubtful that you will.

Chad goes over the top rope, but manages to catch himself by holding onto the top rope, Virgil catches him with a forearm, a right, and a front facelock. Virgil lifts him up… and… over the top rope, but Chad manages to land on his feet, in prime position for a reverse DDT, but Virgil places his feet on the ropes and shoves himself backwards catching Chad Kurtis off-guard. Both men go down to the canvas, but Virgil is up a bit quicker and pulling Chad Kurtis back up to his feet, knee to his ribs sends him into the corner. Virgil with a shoulder block and he lifts Chad up to the top turnbuckle for a top rope superplex, Virgil is in position. Chad throws a right, Virgil throws a right of his own, Chad with another and Virgil retaliates with one of his own. Chad shoves Virgil backwards, but he manages to grab Chad’s wrist and both men fly off the top turnbuckle to crash and burn in the center of the ring.

Linzi Martin: Crash… and burn.

Larry Gordon: What action from these two men here in this match.

Virgil pulls himself up by sheer will and drops an elbow across Chad’s sternum, but knows he can’t make the cover just yet, he knows it will take something big. Virgil climbs up to the top turnbuckle and perches there, waiting. He doesn’t have to wait long as Chad gets himself to a vertical position and turns to find Virgil leaping from the top turnbuckle with a flying cross body, Chad with a standing dropkick sends Virgil down to the canvas, Chad climbs up to the top turnbuckle, going for his BME, he leaps, but Virgil lifts double knees into Chad’s gut and The Show isn’t feeling too good right now. Virgil rolls over and up to his feet, bringing Chad with him, forearm to his face and he plants his face into the top turnbuckle. Virgil hooks him in a front facelock, grabs the tights, and lifts him up, planting him with a suplex into a bridging pin.

One… Two… Thr–Chad able to kick out of the pin and the fans are loving these two men go at it here in this contest. Virgil rolls up to his feet, followed quickly by Chad Kurtis, they charge at each other, Chad ducks under the clothesline attempt, wrapping both arms around Virgil’s waist. German suplex into a bridging pin attempt.

One… Two… Thr– Virgil able to kick out and roll over to his feet as Chad Kurtis gets back up to his. Another charge, Virgil leaps over the bent over Chad Kurtis, he hits the ropes, springboard back fist into Chad’s face takes him down to one knee. Virgil pulls Chad back up,locks his head in and turns with a swinging neckbreaker down to the mat. Virgil rolls over again and hits the ropes, leg drop to Chad and he hooks the leg.

One… Two… Thr–Chad able to roll his shoulder up.

Larry Gordon: These two men do not know the word quit.

Linzi Martin: Wish they did.

Virgil leans over Chad, pulling him up to his feet, Dragon Screw leg whip sends Virgil back down to the canvas. Chad hits the ropes, jumps over the downed Virgil, to spring back with a 450 degrees splash onto Virgil, he hooks the leg.

One… Two… Thr–Virgil able to kick out just in time and keep this fast paced match going. Chad pulls the former World Champ up to his feet, throwing him into the ropes, but Virgil reverses the whip and Chad is sent into the ropes. Virgil follows quickly on his heels and clotheslines Chad over the top rope to the floor. Virgil hits the ropes, grabs the top rope, and launches himself over the top rope with a suicide plancha onto the rising Chad Kurtis; both men go down to the floor.

Linzi Martin: Now, this is getting interesting.

Larry Gordon: I doubt either of these men will use weapons out here.

Linzi Martin: It is what Chad Kurtis is known for.

Larry Gordon: How many weapons has he used here in this match?

Linzi Martin: …

Virgil uses the announce table to pull himself up as Chad uses the ring apron, Virgil rushes over with a lifted knee, but Chad Kurtis catches the knee and a sit-out spinebuster sends Virgil’s back slamming hard onto the floor. Chad gets up and rolls Virgil back into the ring as the refereewatches the action and he follows up to the apron. Chad looks out at the crowd, looks down on Virgil, and springs to the top rope, he holds the top rope and both legs are spread, balancing himself. Hejumps forward while flipping backwards landing squarely on Virgil, but he is in the ropes and can’t make a proper pin. Chad gets up to pull Virgil out from the ropes and Virgil trips him by pulling his ankle out from under him. Chad sits heavily on the canvas, Virgil with a quick clothesline sends him flat on his back.

Larry Gordon: Sneaky, but effective, move there.

Linzi Martin: Virgil isn’t Aggression Champion for nothing.

He pulls Chad back up to his feet and gets the Rebel Pro Icon on his shoulders.

Larry Gordon: Burning Hammer!

Linzi Martin: Such a devastatingly hot move.

Virgil hooks the leg and makes the pin.

One!

Two!

Three!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Jenny Jersey: Ladies and Gentlemen, winner of the match…. Virgil Keenan!

“Dog Eat Dog”

The lights in the arena dim and the big screen comes to life with silent jump cuts of Finale hitting various moves on AOWF wrestlers. Anticipation among the masses builds, because they are stoked to have someone to throw their garbage at. In fact, most of them have been saving it for this moment.

The scene then cuts to a black screen and the arena goes pitch dark. Little flashes go off all over the place and the epileptics in the audience are losing their shit. The big screen reads ‘Finale’ in winter white script and is followed by “Whatever Happened To My Rock and Roll?” by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club cuing up. Their is decent build up and when the song really kicks in, pyro explodes coming from each end of the stage. In sequence the light explodes until they converge right in front of the curtain and shoot up a fountain of impressive red sparks.

You want a part of me / You want the whole thing / You want to feel something more than I could ever bring / You want it badly / You want it tangled / I want to feel something more than I was strangled…

The signature ‘F’ logo zooms in on the screen and Finale appears on the stage. The man they call Super Shredder walks down the ramp, looking out into the crowd. He stops and glances around the arena before laughing and spitting in front of the nearest fans. He nearly takes a flying cup of beer to the head but effortlessly dodges it, maintaining a smug grin. He makes his way to the ring and enters, sliding in under the bottom rope. He then runs to a turnbuckle and stands with one knee up. He leans on said knee and looks around, then towards the ramp. He then obnoxiously mugs for the camera and hops down before claiming a microphone.

Finale: So as many of you saw last week on Aggression. I came out here and politely challenged ‘Mad Dogg’ Gabe Shelley to an Ultimate Tables Match right here this week. Unfortunately, MD wants to wait until Hell-o-Ween, live on pay-per-view.

The crowd erupts.

Finale: Or does he? I mean is the cute little puppy scared of the Big Bad Butcher? Apparently, because I’m out here right now and Shelley is nowhere to be seen. You see I challenged him last week because quite simply, we have unfinished business. There is a lot of that in professional wrestling but this little ‘feud’ is very personal. Mad Dogg and I have been on a collision course for a very long time. We were supposed to square off after BWF’s WrestleFest but unfortunately Shelley lost to Super Gash Emily Corlen and then ‘retired’.

The crowd pops for Corlen but boo’s Finale’s comment about her.

Finale: Well we both work for the same company again Mad Dogg. I’ve laid down the challenge and all of these people expect you to answer it. Are you really going to let down the Dogg Pound? All of these miserable mouth breathers that buy your merchandise and support your bullshit, they want to see you try and kick my teeth down my throat. They want to see the rabid Gabe Shelley of old, not the whiney part-timer that you’ve let yourself become. I want an answer Gabe and I want it tonight.

Finale then crosses his arms and collects a steel chair from the time keeper. He places it in the center of the ring and then sits. The crowd buzzes for a few moments when “In Fate’s Hands” by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus cues up. The audience goes absolutely insane but quickly their cheers die out when Shelley is nowhere to be found. Finale stands and arms himself with the steel chair. After Shelley doesn’t materialize, the Buffalo Butcher raises an eyebrow.

Finale: Heh. I guess the-

Super Shredder is cut off by a giant pop from the Rebel Pro fans. Gabe Shelley has appeared in the ring behind Finale, wielding a Singapore cane. Finale seems to have realized this, slowly turning around. When he sees Shelley, he goes to hit him in the mid-section with the steel chair but Shelley strikes first with the cane. Finale staggers back and then makes another attempt with the chair but Shelley cracks him right in the chest. Finale drops the chair and holds his chest with a ‘that fucking stung’ look on his face. Shelley then goes for the reVolt but Finale evades it and rolls out of the ring. He waves Shelley off and walks up the ramp.

Linzi Martin: Who does Shelley think he is, attacking Super Shredder like that?

Larry Gordon: Finale did the exact same thing last week and now he’s running away.

Linzi Martin: He’s not even a contracted wrestler! He doesn’t need this bullshit.

Larry Gordon: marVel isn’t done!

As Finale walks up the ramp with his back to the ring, Shelley exits and charges after him! Finale hears the pop from the crowd and turns just in time to take another Singapore cane shot from Shelley. Finale tries to retreat up the ramp but Shelley is on him, wearing him out with Singapore cane shots. Shelley then charges and hits Finale so hard over the head with his cane that it snaps! Finale collapses on the ramp and marVel doesn’t look like he’s finished. He gets Finale up and tries to toss him off of the stage but Finale hits him with a shot to the stomach. He then lays on the ramp for a moment, his forehead busted open. Finale then gets up and tries to leave but Shelley kips up! He takes hold of Finale and boots him in the mid-section. He looks around to the crowd and they roar in approval.

Larry Gordon: What is Shelley thinking here?

Linzi Martin: Nothing good!

marVel lifts Finale up, takes a few steps and flies off the stage with the Jersey Bomb! Finale comes crashing down off of the stage through two tables! The audience is speechless as both Shelley and Finale lay in the rubble. Shelley slowly gets to his feet and plays to the crowd as EMT’s and road agents check on Super Shredder.

Larry Gordon: I think he accepts.

Linzi Martin: This was a horrible idea. Shelley is going to get destroyed at Hell-O-Ween!

Larry Gordon: Well he’s standing tall tonight. We’ll be right back!

Cut.

Ding Ding

Mikey doesn’t waste iny time, he heads right at Jamie with his fists flying as though he is a mad man, and given hi history he very well may be. Jamie ducks aside easily enough, delivering a kick to the back of Mikey’s skull sending him into the corner. Mikey turns around, coming back at Jamie with utter abandon again, but as Jamie goes to avoid the onslaught, Mikey catches him with a bearhug and tosses him bodily to the corner. Mikey comes rushing in with a full on body splash, crushing Jamie in the corner. Jamie falls out into a bulldog fro m Mikey who delivers it perfectly to the canvas. Mikey doesn’t try to do anything other than just beating Jmie to a bloody pulp.

Larry Gordon: Is Mikey yelling out Lisa Seldon’s name?

Linzi Martin: Grunting it is more like it.

Mikey picks Flynn up, whipping him into the ropes, but Jamie rebounds with a springboard back flip over Mikey and a dropkick sends him out of the ring and to the concrete floor. Jamie doesn’t waste any time himself as he launches himself over the top rope with a suicide devil’s plancha that sends Mikey rolling into the railing. Mikey is still growling and snarling, but less so now that he has just taken the brunt of that high risk move.

Larry Gordon: High risk can either pay huge dividends or cause you to lose the match early.

Linzi Martin: That one works in Jamie’s favor.

Jamie pulls Mikey up, pounding Mikey’s face into the railing before tossing him back into the ring, well he actually rolls Mikey into the ring, but you get the idea. Jamie kips up to the apron and then begins a climb to the top turnbuckle. Jamie leaps off, onto Mikey’s shoulders, but Mikey spins around, delivering a spine shaking sitout powerbomb center ring. Mikey, once again, doesn’t try to make a cover and instead chooses to ground and pound his opponent that he swears is Lisa Seldon.

Linzi Martin: He can’t tell it, or doesn’t want to, but I honestly think he thinks that is Lisa Seldon.

Larry Gordon: We all know that Mikey has a history of mental issues.

Mikey pulls Jamie off the canvas before placing him in position for a Mick Foley stump pulling piledriver, that he completes center ring. Mikey growls down to JamieLisa saying something about finishing him off once and for all. Mikey climbs to the top turnbuckle, diving off with the frogsplash.

Larry Gordon: That… is going to hurt his ribs in the morning.

Jamie’s able to get his knees up just in time, Mikey spitting up a small amount of blood from his mouth upon impact. Mikey rolls off, but Jamie is pushing back up to his feet. Jamie with a knee to the side of Mikey’s face, left knee, right knee, left knee, right knee, and finishing it off with a roundhouse kick right to his temple has Mikey on his back, in the very center of the ring.

Linzi Martin: What a vicious stunning knee combo there.

Jamie, panting heavily now, lifts Mikey ‘s head before smashing his foot down on his ugly mug of a face and breaking his nose. Jamie climbs to the top turnbuckle and Mikey is getting back to his feet, his back to Jamie.

Larry Gordon: Jamie is going to put Mikey out of his misery early here in this match.

Linzi Martin: I don’t think Mikey is in his right mind anyways.

Mikey looks around for Lisa, but seeing as she isnot even involved with this match, she isn’t around. Mikey turns around, Jamie flies.

Larry Gordon: Suicide Devil’s Plancha! Connects!

Jamie covers.

One!

Two!

Three!

Ding Ding Ding

Jenny Jersey: Winner of the match, Jamie Flynn!

Jamie rolls out of the ring, leaving Mikey laying there for a moment. As Jamie steps through the curtain, Mikey rolls up to his knees, then his feet staring at the backstage curtain. The crowd begins a chant that is obviously getting to Mikey.

“You! Got! Pinned! You! Got! Pinned!”

Larry Gordon: I don’t think Mikey is liking this.

Linzi Martin: And I don’t think the crowd really gives a damn, its egging them on.

Mikey is spinning around in the ring shouting as Bubba J steps from the back. He looks around, smiling as he points to Mikey, who has turned to face him.

Bubba J: I kinda like what they are saying Mikey, its true after all.

The crowd continues their chant

Bubba J: But chin up man, your revolution to your version of Rebel Pro Utopia… well can’t start this week seeing as you… what did he do crowd?

He waits as the crowd repeats what they’ve been saying.

Bubba J: That’s right, got pinned. Now Mikey, just watch a real competitor do what he does best and I’ll show you how to win a match…

J laughs as he stands there. Mikey stands facing the aisle way where Bubba J is still standing, Mikey glares at him. Bubba J gives him a thumbs up and he looks perplexed then angered
as the thumbs up turns to a double bird. Bubba has a smile on his face as he steals a beer from a fan. He slams the cold one back, almost finishing it
before he reaches the curtain. Before he can make his way backstage, he is met with a hard right as the crowd cheers. Henderson steps out to the stage and
hits Bubba with a second right, forcing him to drop his beer. Henderson slams Bubba face first in to the entrance wall before forcing Bubba over the guardrail
and in to the crowd. He follows Bubba, but is met with a kick to the gut. Bubba pushes a fan out of her seat and slams Henderson face first in to it! Henderson
stumbles as Bubba unleashes a vicious right…and a second!

Larry Gordon: What the hell, lets just throw the format sheet away shall we?

Linzi Martin: I do believe that is what they are doing… Larry, want to know what I’m doing?

Larry Gordon: Doubtless I know and so do the teenagers watching at home.

Linzi Martin: Its not like they don’t have the Discovery Channel, you know.

Larry Gordon: But that may be something that we really don’t need to be discovered yet.

This match hasn’t officially begun, but the two men are fighting now. Bubba pulls Henderson to the guardrail, attempting to slam him face first in to it…but Henderson holds the rail, not letting it happen. He delivers an elbow
to the gut and slams Bubba face first in to the guardrail instead! Bubba turns around as Henderson goes for a throat smash on the railing! But Bubba ducks it and nails Jimmy
with a clubbing blow to the back! Bubba spins Henderson around, kick to the gut…Trailor Park Trash…NO! Henderson sees it coming and forces Bubba off of
him! Bubba recovers with a right, but Henderson ducks it! Bubba turns around, and he’s booted in the gut! Double underhook position…looking for a cradle piledriver but Bubba telegraphs and hits Henderson with a back body drop!

Linzi Martin: Am I supposed to be calling this? Is this a damn match or what?

Larry Gordon: Get a referee out here!

Linzi Martin: So it is a legitimate match?

Both men nearly hit their finishers, Jimmy Johnson is coming out here and
is in the ring.

Larry Gordon: It is now.

Bubba grabs a beer bottle from a fan as Henderson uses the guardrail to return to his feet. Bubba swings the bottle at Henderson, but Henderson moves out of the
way and the bottle breaks over the guardrail! Henderson tackles Bubba to the ground! Hard left…hard right…hard left…hard right! Henderson unleashes a
variety of hard shots to Bubba’s head! Henderson lifts Bubba’s head as he cocks his fist back, ready to strike…but Bubba with a quick poke to the eye!
Bubba grabs Henderson by the head…vicious headbutt! He tosses Henderson hard to the floor and gets on top of him. Bubba with another headbutt…and another…and
another! He grabs the broken bottle and scrapes it across Jimmy’s forehead, grinding it in to his face!

Larry Gordon: This match.. uh, brawl, is getting ultra violent. But what did you expect?

Linzi Martin: I didn’t expect to feel so hot and bothered for one thing, is the air conditioner on?

Blood trickles out from the wounds as Bubba smiles. Bubba tosses the bottle to the side and stands. He taunts the crowd before stepping back over the guardrail as Henderson gets up. Henderson makes his

way to the guardrail, and Bubba instantly comes at him with a right…but Henderson blocks it! Jimmy with a right of his own, and Bubba is staggered! He grabs Bubba with a front facelock…front suplex, midsection first across the guardrail! Bubba falls
back in to the crowd, holding at his still injured ribs, as Henderson looks around at the cheering crowd. Henderson hesitates as he approaches a fan. He grabs the fan by the pants, pulling off
the belt. Henderson raises the belt in the air for the crowd to see…and they go ecstatic wanting him to use it on Bubba!

Larry Gordon: Maybe if Bubba’s daddy would have used that on him when he was little, he wouldn’t be such a hellion now… just a thought!

Linzi Martin: Oh I don’t know, I find it kind of sexy and very kinky.

Bubba tries to get back up as he takes a breather on all fours…THWACK! Henderson with a hard crack from the belt across Bubba’s back! THWACK! A second crack!
Bubba squirms in pain as Henderson draws in from the crowd. Bubba uses the guardrail to pull himself to a sitting position, but Henderson presses his boot
against Bubba’s throat…choking the life out of him! Henderson finally releases as Bubba holds his throat. He coughs as he leans his head back…CRACK!
Right on the injured half-ear! And Bubba is in instant pain as he holds the injured half-ear!

Larry Gordon: Smart of Henderson to go after Bubba J’s obvious injuries.

Henderson drops the belt and picks Bubba up. He throws Bubba over the guardrail and follows after him. Henderson lifts Bubba back to his feet and smashes him
face first in to the ring post before rolling him in to the ring! Henderson climbs up to the apron and enters the ring as Jimmy Johnson calls for the opening
bell, but Henderson is met with a boot to the gut from Bubba! Bubba tackles him to the mat and applies a side headlock, pounding away at his face! Bubba releases the side headlock and gets to his feet. He stomps at Jimmy’s left shoulder. Now his head…right shoulder…abdomen…right knee…right
ankle…and a hard stomp to the chest!

Larry Gordon: Finally we get a bell, this match has been going for about 10 minutes already!

Linzi Martin: I know, I can’t believe I’ve been going that long either.

Bubba brings Henderson back to his feet and sends him hard to the corner. Bubba follows in for a clothesline, but Henderson moves out of the way! Bubba hits
chest first hard in to the corner and turns around to eat a hard right from Henderson. Henderson has Bubba in the corner and continues with a series of body
and head shots! He pulls Bubba out of the corner…European uppercut, and Bubba falls to the mat. Henderson leaps in to the air…knee drop to the forehead…and
he makes the quick cover!

ONE!

NO!

Bubba kicks out!

Larry Gordon: Bubba is still one half of the Tag Team Champions, but Jimmy is bringing his damn best here tonight to show
that he could be in line for a singles shot.

Henderson brings Bubba back to his feet and plants a forearm to the face. He whips Bubba to the corner…and Bubba reverses. Bubba with a hard boot to the
gut, and he follows with a series of knees to the gut in the corner! Henderson falls to a sitting position, and Bubba continues with stomp after stomp to
the head! He lifts Henderson out of the corner…inverted atomic drop. Bubba hits the far ropes…massive lariat, nearly decapitating Henderson! Bubba lifts
Henderson to a sitting position, places his knee in to the center of Jimmy’s back, and applies a rear chinlock.

Linzi Martin: Don’t stop the violence now with a technical move Bubba J! I’m nearly there!

Larry Gordon: Is this what the announcing has come to, screaming out masterbation orgasms?

Linzi Martin: Pretty much.

Larry Gordon: No wonder our male viewers tune in on such a repeat basis.

Henderson struggles to free himself of the hold as Johnson checks on him. Henderson slowly makes his way to one knee…and back to a standing position. Bubba
floats over in to a side headlock, but is met with a back elbow to the gut. Henderson with a second…and a third! Bubba releases the hold. He comes at Jimmy for another lariat, but Henderson ducks. Henderson grabs Bubba by the shoulder to spin him around…spike DDT! Henderson looks at the cheering crowd before bringing
Bubba back to his feet. Left hook to the body, right hook to the body, left knee to the skull, another hook, another knee…the flood gates of pain have opened up! And Henderson quickly
positions Bubba for his finisher! He has one arm hooked, reaching for the second…but Bubba spins out! Bubba grabs Henderson for the Trailor Park Trash…but
Henderson pushes off! Bubba turns around…superkick…but he catches the foot! He pulls Henderson in to him…bone crushing spinebuster!

Larry Gordon: That had to hurt, how much more can these men take?

Linzi Martin: Mmmmmm…. mmmmmm….. ummmmmm….

Bubba crawls to the ropes and uses them to pull himself back up. He makes his way to the corner and climbs to the second turnbuckle. He waits as Jimmy begins to get back up…double axe handle to the back of the neck! He picks Henderson up and sends him in to the ropes…haymaker right to knock Jimmy down! Bubba falls on him for the cover, hooking the leg and pressing with his forearm across the face!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Henderson kicks out!

Larry Gordon: It was almost over like that. One shot! But you might have to kill Jimmy to beat him tonight.

Linzi Martin: Yeeeeeeeeeessssss!

Larry Gordon: That… was… very… loud.

Linzi Martin(panting): What did I miss?

Bubba lifts Henderson to a sitting position. He hits the ropes and returns with a hard shoulder to Jimmy’s spine! Henderson falls to the mat in pain as Bubba
drops the knee across the chest. He lifts Henderson to a sitting position again. Again, Bubba hits the ropes and returns with a shoulder to the spine! Bubba
lifts Henderson to a sitting position one more time, but instead just kicks Henderson in the face to send him back to the mat! Bubba makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Henderson gets his shoulder up! Bubba picks Henderson up and sends him to the corner. He comes at Bubba with a full head of steam…devastating lariat! He pulls
Henderson out of the corner, clutching his skull with the left hand. He pulls back the right for a haymaker…but Henderson pushes off…spinning roundhouse kick! Henderson connects with Bubba’s jaw, and the impact sends Bubba to the outside through the ropes! Henderson falls to the mat trying to catch his breath as Bubba lays
lifeless on the outside!

Larry Gordon: The crowd is going crazy! This match is exactly what we expected and more. If these men aren’t hurting tomorrow, it’s cause they’re dead!

Linzi Martin: I know, I’m all really sensitive like, ya know what I mean?

Henderson finally pulls himself back to his feet and approaches the ropes. WHACK! Bubba with a garbage can lid to his skull as Henderson was stepping out to the apron! Bubba slides in with the lid…smile on his face. He walks to the corner and wedges the lid between the ropes. Bubba picks Henderson up
and brings him to the corner. He smashes Jimmy’s face in to the lid…and a second time! Henderson falls to the mat. Bubba reaches to pick Henderson up, but Henderson pulls Bubba, forcing him head first in to the lid! Henderson returns to his feet as Bubba stumbles, turning from the corner…lariat by Jimmy, and Bubba falls back in to the corner!

Linzi Martin: It’s a shame either man has to lose this match.

Larry Gordon: But they do, but how will it end?!

Henderson backs off. He comes at Bubba again…a second lariat…this time followed by a running bulldog! Bubba flips on to his back, squirming in pain as
the crowd goes ecstatic. Henderson makes his way to the corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle…a big time cross body, with a trashcan lid assistance! Henderson gets back up, holding the lid in his hand as he waits for Bubba to return to his feet. Bubba is up…boot to the gut! He’s positioned, but quickly pushes Henderson off. Henderson comes
at Bubba for a clothesline…but Bubba with a powerslam counter, and he has the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

Henderson gets the shoulder up at the last second!

Larry Gordon: Bubba doesn’t want to lose, Henderson doesn’t want to lose, and yet neither man has any quit!

Linzi Martin: I know, its getting to me again.

Bubba appears frustrated as he checks with Johnson to make sure it wasn’t a three. He rolls out of the ring and makes his way to the timekeeper’s table. Bubba grabs the ring bell and slides back in to the ring. He waits like a viper for Henderson to get back to his feet. Bubba comes at Henderson…but he ducks under the bell! Bubba turns back to Henderson and is met with a hard forearm to the head…and a second…and a third, causing Bubba to drop the bell!
Henderson backs Bubba up to the ropes and whips him, but Bubba reverses. Bubba leans over for a back body drop, but instead is met with a stiff kick to the jaw! Bubba stumbles back for a second before stumbling towards Jimmy Henderson…drop toe hold, face first on to the bell! And Bubba is busted wide open! Kryenik
picks up the ring bell and stands over Bubba. Bubba slowly gets to all fours…CRACK! Henderson with the ring bell right to the back of Bubba’s head! And Bubba falls back to the mat!

Larry Gordon: Bubba’s head looks like road kill right now.

Linzi Martin: Very fresh road kill.

Henderson smiles as he drops the bell. He sits on Bubba’s back…grabs both arms…straight jacket submission! Johnson instantly checks on Bubba who is also bleeding
from the mouth. Bubba refuses to give up as he coughs out some blood. Henderson yanks back, applying more pressure as Bubba struggles to break Henderson’s grip. Bubba is unable to break the grip, but he makes it to all fours. Bubba slowly makes his way back to his feet as Henderson still holds the arms! Bubba
tries pulling himself to the corner, but Henderson pulls him back near the center of the ring! Bubba leans forward to lift Henderson in the air…and he falls
back, driving all of the air out of Henderson’s body, forcing Henderson to release the hold!

Linzi Martin: If Bubba didn’t counter that, it would be over!

Larry Gordon: A very big important point in the match there.

Bubba slowly returns to his feet. He picks up Henderson and sends him hard to the corner. Bubba with a shoulder block to the gut…and another. Bubba drives
his shoulder repetitively in to Henderson’s gut, taking the air out of him! He taunts the crowd as Henderson slumps to a sitting position in the corner. Bubba
rushes at Jimmy…knee to the face! He drags Henderson by the feet to the center of the ring and hits the far ropes…elbow drop! Bubba makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Henderson gets his shoulder up! Bubba brings Henderson to a sitting position and hits the ropes…shoulder to the spine again! He places his knee in to the center of his back again, and again applies a rear chinlock. Johnson checks on Henderson, but Henderson won’t give up as he struggles to get to his
feet. He slowly does and plants a perfect elbow to the gut! Bubba floats to a side headlock and applies more pressure. Henderson tries to push him off, but Bubba won’t let go! Henderson with an elbow to the gut…and a second…and Bubba finally lets go! Henderson whips Bubba in to the far ropes, but Bubba reverses
it! Bubba grabs Henderson off the rebound for a spinebuster, but Henderson struggles in mid-air, and lands on his feet with Bubba in a powerbomb position!

Larry Gordon: This might be it!

Henderson hooks one arm, and he’s reaching for the second, but Bubba spins out…TRAILER PARK TRASH! Henderson is out, but Bubba doesn’t make the cover, he simply falls on Jimmy for a pin.

One!

Two!

Three!

Ding Ding

Jenny Jersey: Winner of the match… The Ragin’ Redneck… Bubba J!

Larry Gordon: What a hellacious match from these two men here tonight.

Linzi Martin: Both gave it their best, and Jimmy Henderson nearly pulled out a victory.

Larry Gordon: He should be proud in that fact.

Linzi Martin: Falling just short of one of this company’s champions, yeah he should be.

Larry Gordon: For Linzi Martin, Jenny Jersey, and the rest of Rebel Pro… I’m Larry Gordon and tune in next week as we are going to be finalizing the Hell O Ween card. So long and good night!

***Quick Results***
Justin Case runs his mouth.

Virgil Keenan defeats Chad Kurtis
Finale and Gabe Shelley brawl, Gabe on the upperhand the Mad Dogg that he is.

Jamie Flynn defeats Mikey Massacre who appears to be fighting JamieLisa instead.

Bubba J pokes fun at Mikey’s loss.

Bubba J defeats Jimmy Henderson in a brawl around ringside.