*CONTINUED...*
*DING DING* goes the bell.
Announcer: The following is a Titan Tag Team Captain War! The rules are as follows... Four men start the match, One captain from each tag team. After 10 minutes, the 5th Captain from the 5th team enters. The 5th team was decided randomly backstage. If a captain is eliminated, so goes the team. When 2 men are left standing, the other member of the tag team enters the match, and a standard tag team match will be had, where it will be sudden death. First fall wins!
La Resistance music starts to play as Grenier and Depree make their way to the ring, lead by their French sympathizing manager, Rob Conway as he waves the French flag high in the air with cocky pride look on his face. The three men enter the ring and wait.
The lights go dim, smoke fills the entrance way, over the sound system horse steps grow louder and louder. They stop... The horse whinnies as a six shooter is heard being fired. Some southern country rock is blasted as Jay and Mark Briscoe, the Midnight Outlaws make their way out of the tunnel and into the smoke. Mark raises a confederate flag bandanna high in the air as Jay is already mid way down the ramp. Jay makes it in the ring 1st, as Mark makes his way down tossing the bandanna into the crowd, then slides into the ring. Midnight Outlaws stare something fierce at La Resistance.
Generation Me's music plays as the two shoot out of the tunnel, strike a pose and run down the ramp sliding in and posing again in the middle of the ring. Rene Dupree acts as if he will attack, but both Max and Jeremy defend quickly, backing Dupree off.
Techno music pumps through the sound system as ken Doane and John Jeter make their way out the tunnel and down the ramp. The crowd boos as the two flip the bird and yell taunts. Doane and Jeter don't get in the ring however, they walk around to the opposite end of the ring where Steve Corino has sat and both men nod at Corino, Corino nods back.
*BANG BANG BANG* Gun shots go off as Homicide, Hernandez, and manager Shelly Martinez make their way out of the tunnel. Homicide flamboyantly bopping around, throwing up gang signs and leading the way. Shelly is close to Hernandez as hernandez calmly walks down the ramp high fiving a few fans. Homicide slides into the ring and makes his usual "Blllat!" noise. Hernandez follows behind as Shelly stays on the outside.
The ref instructs The Future of Wrestling to get in the ring and they do so. The ref then asks LAX to get out of the ring.
Styles: I assume that Homicide and Hernandez won the lotto and get the wild card spot.
The ref tells the 4 remaining teams that they must choose a captain for their teams. La Resistance huddles with Conway and agree as Dupree leaves the ring and heads up the ramp. As does Jay Briscoe, as does Max Buck, as does John Jeter. The ref then turns his attention to the outside and instructs one of LAX has to leave until the final. Homicide slaps Hernandez on the chest and nods his head, as Homicide leaves up the ramp.
Styles: It looks like Mark Briscoe, Ken Doane, Jeremy Buck, and Sylvain Grenier will start this one out, with Hernandez of LAX getting the 10 minute advantage.
Saxton: And still, Corino sits over there in there chair, what is he doing out here?
TCW Tag Team Title match
LAX vs GenMe vs Future of Wrestling vs La Resistance vs Midnight Outlaws
The ref rings the bell as Sylvain and Doane look at eachother and nod, both men go after Mark Briscoe and Jeremy Buck respectively. Doane and Buck tussle and fall through the ropes at Hernandez feet as Sylvain and Mark are in a collar and elbow tie up.
Sylvain and Mark bull back and forth for an advantage, as Sylvain gets it and bulls Mark into the corner. The ref calls for a stop as Sylvain does and backs away. Mark goes to come out of the corner, but as the refs back is turned, Conway grabs Mark by the ankle. Mark turns around and as he does, Sylvain quickly gets a jump on Mark and clubs him in the back. Sylvain reigns down with a few shots knocking Mark to a knee.
Sylvain goes to grab Mark by the head, but Mark spits off with 2 elbows to the midsection making Sylvain take a step back. mark stands and pops off with a quick standing drop kick and Sylvain rolls to the outside by his manager Conway. Conway tends to Sylvain as on the outside of the ring, to the other end, Buck and Doane are still battling it out. As the ref cant see, Doane low blows Buck.
Ken Doane rolls in the ring and it is just Mark and Doane. Doane runs at mark and Mark drops down and whips off a deep arm drag. Doane pops up himself and peels off his own deep arm drag, following up with a clothes line! Another clothes line! Another! but Mark keeps popping back up!
Doane goes for another clothesline, but Mark gets wise and ducks it. Doane turns around and is met with 4 throat thrust shot, which is then followed by a leg lariat! Mark covers, 1... 2... Kickout! Doane rolls towards the ropes as Sylvain rolls back in to take on Mark Briscoe.
Sylvain pops to his feet and punches Mark in the jaw, Mark comes back with a punch of his own, the two men begin trading shots, the crowd follows along, *yea!* for Mark, *boo!* for Sylvain. Mark peels off with two straight jaw jackers, the 2nd of which spins Sylvain around in a 360, Sylcain though, pops off with a complete shot! Sylvain pins... 1... 2... Kick out!
Sylvain gets up and kicks Mark as he is down, but wait! Jeremy Buck is on the apron and springboards into the ring with a crossbody! 1... 2... TH... Kickout! Sylvain and Buck gets up to their feet quick as the two men lock up in a collar and elbow tie up, which Buck slips out of fairly quick and clean. Mark gets up and helps Jeremy! Both men perform a hip toss on Sylvain, the force, forces Sylvain out of the ring.
Sylvain flops under the bottom rope and to the floor close to Corino's feet. Corino just blankly stares at the man as scratches his chin. Back in the ring, Mark and Jeremy look at eachother and the crowd cheers. Jeremy kicks Mark in the leg and comes off the ropes with a short drop kick to the knee cap! 1... 2... Kickout. Mark gets the shoulder up and Jeremy lifts Mark's head, helping him up. Mark grabs at the knee as he stands, Jeremy comes off the ropes with something in mind, but Ken Doane wraps up Jeremy and slides in.
Doane stomps Jeremy and goes after Mark, he must sense Ken though as he pops off a super kick out of nowhere. Doane falls flat on his back, "timbbeeerrr!!!" style as Mark grabs at his knee and winces in pain. Sylvain rolls in the ring and pins mark. 1... Kick out! Sylvain quickly hops on Doane! 1... 2. Kickout! Sylvain pins Jeremy Buck! 1... Kickout.
Sylvain slams his fist down on the mat in anger as he picks up Jeremy Buck. He puts Jeremy onto his shoulder, facing the ropes. Oh! Sort of modified snake eyes on the ropes. Sylvain tosses Jeremy Buck off for a snake eyes, but rather having Buck's neck get caught on the top rope, choking Jeremy Buck. Jeremy grabs at his neck and rolls around in pain as Sylvain taunts the crowd.
Buck rolls out of the ring to catch his breath and just as Sylvain turns around he is met with Mark Briscoe and a superkick! But no, Sylvain grabs the foot and spins Mark around, clothesline! Sylvain sees Doane getting up and goes for a clothesline, but Doane ducks and hits a neckbreaker slam! Doane pins... 1... 2... No! Kickout! Doane calls for the end as he goes up top for a Sky High Leg Drop! Doane peels off, but no! mark Briscoe out of nowhere with a superkick to Doane in midair! Mark pins... 1... 2... THRE!!! No! Doane kicks out just barely in time.
Mark is frustrated as he gets up to attack Doane but is met with a clubbing blow to the back from Sylvain. Sylvain props Mark on his shoulders, TKO! Sylvain goes for the pin!!! 1... 2... TH!!! No! Jeremy Buck springboards off the ropes and splashes down onto Sylvain. All four men are down in the ring.
Jeremy gets up first, followed by Sylvain, followed by Doane, lastly Mark Briscoe. All four men stand and stare off. Doane goes for Mark and kicks him in the leg, Jeremy gets the upper hand on Sylvain as he ducks a clothesline. Buck grabs Sylvain by the head and hits a neck breaker! He then runs at Doane and hits a drop kick sending him to the outside. Jeremy Buck looks out at the crowd, runs off the opposite ropes for a dive! No! Mark Briscoe is up and hits a chop on Jeremy, flipping him inside out. Mark limps as he comes off the ropes himself for something, but Sylvain grabs his legs and Mark drops face down on the mat. Sylvain rolls in for the pin! 1... 2... NO! Kick out.
We see the clock is down to 30 seconds now. Hernandez starts to get pumped as he jumps up and down, Shelly giving him some words of confidence. Steve Corino looks up at the screen and watches as the clock winds down. the crowd is giddy with anticipation of this beast being in the contest...
10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1!!!
Hernandez slides into the ring as Sylvain is the 1st person met with a thunderous shot! Hernandez forearms 1st, just plows into Sylvains chest. Jeremy Buck is up! Jeremy Buck is put back down, as Hernandez hits him with a chop to the chest and a punch to the jaw. Ken Doane slides in and bravely stands up to the monster powerhouse as he punches Hernandez, but Hernandez does not feel the effect and comes off the ropes for a shoulder block sending Doane flying out of the ring!
Mark Briscoe is picked up by Hernandez and put up for a border toss! Hernandez looks around and goes to the ropes where Sylvain and Conway are, as Conway is trying to get Sylvain back into the game. OH! Hernandez tosses Mark Briscoes out and onto La Resistance like a rag doll! Ken Doane is back up and clubs Hernandez in the back. Hernandez almost drops to a knee as it catches him off guard. Doane kicks Hernandez in the back of the knee and Hernandez drops to the other knee in pain. Shelly is on the outside jumping up and down screaming. Hernandez pushes Doane off and slingshots off the ropes with a thunderous shoulder block!
Jeremy Buck is on the top rope! Moonsault! Hernandez catches him! Hernandez has Jeremy up and slams down with a Inverted sitout sideslam! Hernandez pops up and tears his shirt off and throws it into the crowd! Sylvain slides into the ring to try and catch Hernandez off guard, but Hernandez turns around, kicks Sylvain in the gut, lifts him up! Sitout powerbomb! 1... 2... THR!!! No! Sylvain kicks out, Hernandez signals the end and goes up top! Hernandez stands straight up, big splash from the top rope! 1... 2... 3!!!
Announcer: Sylvain Grenier has been eliminated, therefor, La Resistance has been ELIMINATED! 4 teams remain!
Ken Doane slides in the ring and chops blocks Hernandez, hernandez drops to a knee, as Doane pops off with a drops kick. Mark Briscoe gets back in the ring and goes to attack Doane, but Doane jumps up and hits a sick RK-Doane! Ken Doane pins... 1... 2... 3!!!
Announcer: Mark Briscoe has been eliminated, therefor, The Midnight Outlaws have been eliminated! 3 teams remain!
Doane poses for the crowd, Jeremy Buck goes to the top rope. Doane doesn't see! Doane turns around, Jeremy Buck peels off with a shooting star press! Doane turns and jumps up! RK-Doane! Hernandez slides in however and shoulder blocks Doane. Buck rolls out of the ring.
Hernandez picks up Doane, Doane punches Hernandez in the midsection, Doane gets up and drop kick! Doane goes fr a pin... 1... 2... Kickout! But Doane waste no time putting Hernandez in a hold, as Doane grabs the arm and wrenches away on a bended knee. Doane has his arm over Hernandez' forearm and his other hand placed on the pit of the arm as he locks in deep and yanks back. Hernandez taps the arm in pain, the ref asks and Hernandez says no.
Hernandez grabs at Doane's hair, but he shakes it off and yanks back harder. Doane then transitions into an armbar! Hernandez feet stomp on the ground as Hernandez yells out in pain. Hernandez is trying to fight out, Hernandez gets to a knee, but Doane still has the arm, Hernandez is standing! But Doane grabs the hand and spins around with a wrist lock. Doane spins around into a rolling armbar!
They are back on the ground in the arm bar, Hernandez in obvious pain. Doane yanks back, and uses his other hand to push the wrist forward. On the outside, Jeremy is starting to come to, as he makes his way on the apron. Doane doesn't notice and just keeps applying the pressure. Shelly is on the outside screaming at Hernandez to fight the pain. Jeremy Buck is on the top turnbuckle! Doane doesn't notice in time! Buck comes off the top with a 450 splash on Doane! Pin! 1... 2... 3!!! The crowd goes nuts as Jeremy Buck grabs his stomach and the ref helps Doane out of the ring. Jeremy backs into the corner as hernandez rolls over grabbing his arm. Shelly half slides in and checks on Hernandez.
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, Ken Doane has been eliminated, therefore, The Future of Wrestling has been eliminated. it is now time, for the other half of each tag team to make their way down to the ring, for the finale of this match.
Max Buck runs down the ramp 1st and slides in the ring and checks on his brother. Homicide makes his way out and stands by Shelly and talks with Hernandez. Homicide gets up on the apron as Max goes at Hernandez. the ref turns around and see and the tag match begins. Homicide goes to get in the ring as he wants to start the match, but the ref stops him.
Max pulls Hernandez in the middle of the ring, as Jeremy rolls out onto the apron and stands. Max pins Hernandez. 1... 2. Kickout. Max, the much fresher man springs right up and drops down with an elbow onto the shoulder of Hernandez. Springing back up, Max drops a leg down onto the shoulder, Springing up again, Max takes a step back and hits a standing shooting star press! 1... 2... TH! No, Homicide comes in and breaks up the count. The ref pushes Homicide back as Max gets up and drags Hernandez by the leg into his corner.
Max tags Jeremy and Jeremy gets in gently still feeling the effects of the last 20 minutes prior to the final tag match. Max drops a knee onto Hernandez shoulder before he gets out, Jeremy pins... 1... 2... Kickout! Jeremy stands up and kicks the shoulder and arm of hernandez, then locks the arm up in an almost key lock with his leg, before dropping down backwards jerking on the arm and shoulder. Jeremy still has his foot in there as he reaches up for a tag, Max tags in and goes to the top rope! Moonsault off the top rope!
1... 2... Homicide hits a baseball slide on Max! Jeremy pops up and fights Homicide off as the two get broken up by the ref, each man being sent to their corners. Max is on the apron, but stands with the help of the ropes and climbs to the top. Max comes off the top, but with Hernandez good arm, catches him and slams down with a quick one arm powerbomb! Hernandez falls down.
The crowd is split, some for GenMe, some for LAX! Hernandez and Max both crawl to their corners. Shelly is bouncing up and down slamming her hands on the Corino gazes on with a stern look. Each man gets the tag! Jeremy gets in, Homicide gets in, but wait... The ref stops Homicide... The ref is saying that Hernandez did not make the tag, that he was just short. Homicide goes nuts, but he still attack Jeremy anyway with a clothesline. Homicide pops up and is clubbing in the back by Max. Homicide is flung onto the outside by the force and Max then springboards over the top with a crossbody taking Homicide out!
Jeremy gets up from the clubbing blow, Hernandez is up. Hernandez kicks Jeremy in the guy, goes up for a border toss...!!! No, Jeremy slides down and Hernandez turns around only to be met with a drop kick, sending Hernandez back into the corner and into the ref! The ref is out of it!
Shelly runs around to the other side to check on Homicide as both Homicide and Max are pretty out of it on the outside. Corino looks on at Max and Homicide, and into the ring. Max gets up and rolls into the ring as Shelly is trying to get Homicide up. Jeremy lifts Hernandez up, as Max is in and helps. GenMe set Hernandez on on the ropes for a double rope hung DDT! Homicide is up and rolls in the ring! Homicide spins Jeremy around! 187 Cutter! Max lets go of Hernandez and Homicide hits Max with two hard shots to the jaw sending him to the outside. Homicide runs out and topeconhilo!
Hernandez rolls over in the ring and pins Jeremy! 1... 2... 3!!! But no! The ref is still out! Hernandez grabs his arm and gets to a knee. Hernandez grabs at the ref trying to get him to make the count. Corino looks on and stands up. Shelly turns around and looks confused. Corino folds up the chair he has been sitting in and heads to the ring, Shelly tries to stop Corino but Corino pushes her off and Shelly lands on her ass. Steve Corino slides the chair in and Hernandez is still trying to bring the ref back to reality! Corino is right behind Hernandez! Hernandez turns around! *CRASH!* chair shot to the skull! Homicide sees this in horror and runs into the ring. Corino smacks Homicide on the head as he rolls into the ring, causing Homicide to go limp and fall back onto the floor. Corino helps Jeremy Buck onto Hernandez! Corino throws the chair to the outside! He lifts the ref up and over to Hernandez and Jeremy Buck! The ref counts! 1... 2... 3!!!
The bell rings as the crowd is stunned.
Styles: What the hell just happened!?!
Saxton: Isn't it obvious? Godfather fired all of Corino's back up so he just got new back up, I scratch your back, you scratch mine type deal.
Finlay: Steve Corino is a master mind, but here I think he picked the wrong team. I would take Hernandez as an ally over anyone on the roster.
Shelly slides in the ring and tends to Hernandez as Corino gets back into the ring and holds up Jeremy Buck's hand. But Jeremy rips his hand down in confusing.
Styles: I don't know if Jeremy Buck or Max for that matter know what is going on...
Saxton: Of course they do! They are just playing coy, they planned this months ago!
Jeremy shakes his head in shame as he looks down at Hernandez and Shelly, and on the outside Homicide. Jeremy rolls out of the ring and helps Max up. Max doesn't know what happened but realizes they won and raises his hand.
Announcer: Here are your winners and new TCW Tag Team Champions... Generation Me!
Someone hands GenMe the titles as they hobble up the ramp with titles over their shoulders. Corino puts his hands on his hips and rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp his own. Homicide slides in the ring just barely as Shelly tends to him aswell. Shelly helps up Homicide and Homicide and Shelly help up Hernandez. The crowd gives the team a standing "O" as they leave the ring and head up the ramp.
Backstage we see Kevin Steen in jeans and a Steen shirt, Generico is in his trunks and a OLE! shirt. We see them sitting at a round poker table with poker chips, pretzels, beer, ash trays, and playing cards scattered on the table, both men sitting pretty close to eachother. Steen has a cigar in his mouth. The camera turns and we see Traci Brooks, she is semi naked with nothing on but black bra and panties, and a cigar in her mouth. Steen shakes his head and folds.
Traci: OK, Generico?
generico looks at his cards, looks at Traci, looks at the card, Traci, cards, Traci, cards... Steen shakes his head and groans. Generico calls and Traci sits up.
Traci: OK show me what you got hun.
Generico lays out his cards and shows a 2 pair, 2's and 9's. Genrico gets excited as Traci lays out her cards and shows a Spade flush. Generico flips out and stands out of his seat with his hands raised in the air pointing at Traci's bra and pumping his fist. Steen puts his head down and shakes his head, groaning again.
Steen: Dude, you lost....
Generico sits down and shakes his head and points at the cards.
Traci: Flush beats 2 pair sweety. You have to strip. You can take off your pants.
Traci grins and Generico shakes his head.
Generico: Nothing under...
Traci: *laughs* Thats fine!
Generico shakes his head no.
Traci: Well take off the mask.
Generico: No... No... Can't.
Traci: Well someone has to strip.
Steen: Dude, just take off the mask...
generico: No...
The camera comes around and behind Traci looking over her shoulder at Steen and Generico.
Traci: Ahh... Fine.
Traci unclips her bra and tosses it to the side. Steen looks stunned as his jaw drops and his Cigar falls out of his mouth. generico is frozen as he twitches and falls out of his chair. The camera backs out of the room and we cut back to the arena.
Saxton: I want in that poker game! What the hell am I doing here with you two clown!?
Styles: I must admit, I do envy Steen and Generico right now at the moment. However I don't envy Desmond Wolfe. He was the last TCW World Class Champion before being stripped of the title due to the buy out and redo, now he has to climb his way back to the title.
Finlay: I cannot say I agree with the decision to strip him of the title, but we will find out over the next month just how good Desmond Wolfe is.
Backstage SoCal Val is with Tyler Black
Val: I am here with potential TCW North American Champion... Tyler Black. Tonight Tyler, you go one on one with Jerry Lynn to crown a champion. The Pure title has been retired and the North American Championship has taken its place. Now, you did not get much of a shot in the original TCW, is that fair to say? And, what do you think about getting a title shot in your 1st night in the redo?
Black: First of all, I must say you look gorgeous tonight.
Val blushes
Black: I think it is fair to say I did not get the fairest of shots in the original TCW, but what can you do? It was corrupt and run by Steve Corino and his Clan of Batista, Roode, Sable, Allison, The Tolands... And now everyone of the people he had close to him are gone. Fired or turned their back and retired. I can say, that I am greatful of this shot I am getting tonight, and I promise I will do everything I can to win and take advantage of my shot.
The camera fades out as we go back to the arena.
Announcer: The following contest is for 1 fall and is a TCW World Class Tournament match!!!
Kota Ibushi's music hits as he makes his way down the ramp and into the ring...
Announcer: From Kagoshima Prefecture, Kota... IBUSHI!!!
Ibushi rolls into the ring and raises his hands high in the air.
The music stops and the arena goes black. The crowd goes wild as a wolf howl booms through the arena and a single flash of lightning shows on the big screen. Wolfe's music starts to play as the light slightly brighten and a single spotlight follows Wolfe down to the ring. Wolfe gets in the ring and holds up two fingers to the camera, takes his blue jacket off and hands his shades to the ref. The spot light turns off and the lights brighten back to normal.
Announcer: And in the ring... From London, England... DESMOND WOLFE!
TCW World Class Heavyweight Championship Tournament
Kota Ibushi vs Desmond Wolfe
The crowd is still on their feet chanting, *Desmond! Desmond!* as Desmond turns his attention to the crowd and holds up two fingers. He looks back at Ibushi and holds up two fingers as Ibushi grins and holds his hand up, Wolfe nods his head and the two men step to the middle of the ring as the ref starts the match by signaling the bell.
Wolfe and Ibushi bump fist in the air, then back up a bit and circle the center of the ring. Ibushi initiates the collar and elbow tie up, shooting in. Wolfe is bigger and taller and gets the advantage pushing Ibushi back a couple steps then down to his knee. Ibushi ever agile slips out and crawls under Wolfe's legs and grabs a leg, Wolfe flops down onto his stomach and Ibushi has an ankle lock in! However Wolfe yanks the foot out of the hold and rolls a little bit away from Ibushi before standing up.
The two men on their feet in opposite corners of the ring now look at eachother, Wolfe nods his head in respect for one upping him. Wolfe shakes his leg and calmly steps to Ibushi before violently locking in a collar and elbow tie up. This time Wolfe wastes no time hitting a knee to Ibushi's gut waffling him over. Wolfe brings Ibushi back up to a standing position just as fast with a quick European Uppercut to the jaw.
This sends Ibushi reeling and into the corner. Wolfe lets loose with 1, 2, 3, 4, 5! European Uppercuts, the 5th dropping Ibushi on his ass. Wolfe puts two fingers up and rakes ibushi's face with the boot, then takes a few steps back and runs booting Ibushi right in the face. Wolfe stays there for a moment looking out pleased with himself to this point. Wolfe drops to a knee and nonchalantly covers Ibushi. 1... 2... Kickout!
Ibushi gets the shoulder up and Wolfe goes on the attack by grabbing the arm and putting it in a hammerlock. The ref drops down and asks Ibushi if he feels ready to quit, but Ibushi just shakes his head no. Wolfe yanks on the arm and stands up, only to crash down with his knee into the shoulder blade. Ibushi cries out and the ref asks again, but again ibushi just nods no.
Wolfe keeping the hammerlock in lifts Ibushi up by the hair, taking the arm and then crashing down with a single arm DDT. Cover! 1... 2... Ibushi kicks out and grabs at his wrist and arm. Wolfe grabs the arm, but Ibushi rolls forward and pops up to his feet, but holding onto Wolfe's hand! Ibushi twist as he has Wolfe in a wrist lock. Wolfe grabs at his shoulder and yelps out in pain. But ever the technical genius, Wolfe finds a quick counter and stomps Ibushi's foot forcing Ibushi to let got.
Wolfe quickly comes off the ropes and hits a shoulder block. Ibushi falls but is quick to his feet as Wolfe comes off the next end of ropes and does the same, another Shoulder block taking Ibushi down, only for Ibushi to bounce back up. Once again Wolfe goes to the ropes, this time Ibushi lays down flat, Wolfe hopes over the top of Ibushi and goes off the other end of the ring. Wolfe comes back, Ibushi stands and hops over Wolfe! Back comes Wolfe, Ibushi jumps and crossbody! 1... 2... Kickout!
Ibushi pops up and shakes his arm. Wolfe spins up and onto a knee and Ibushi kicks Wolfe square in the back. Wolfe's shoulder blades pop out and his hands go up as Wolfe moans in pain. With the other leg, Ibushi kicks Wolfe in the chest, sending Wolfe onto his back. Ibushi quickly hops to the top rope and comes off with a moonsault! But Wolfe gets his knees up! Wait! Ibushi lands on his feet and Wolfe lets his guard down, only for Ibushi to hit a standing moonsault! 1... 2... TH! Kickout!
Ibushi shakes his head upset and gets to a knee. Ibushi smacks the chest of Wolfe thunderously once before standing up and turning around, heading for the top rope again. Wolfe however quickly realizes he is in trouble and grabs Ibushi's tights, pulling him down and rolling him up! 1... 2... Kick out! Ibushi hops up upset he was almost caught!
Wolfe goes to stand by getting to a knee, but Ibushi lets loose with a forearm to the chin that rocks Wolfe. Wolfe is in a sitting position as Ibushi stares at Wolfe for a moment, looking back at the ropes. The crowd anticipates as Ibushi comes off the ropes and hits a quick drop kick to a seated Wolfe! Ibushi quickly pins! 1... 2... Kickout!
Wolfe gets his arm up and Ibushi wastes no time in hopping on the back of Wolfe and locking in a Camel Clutch. Wolfe squints his face in pain and reaches for the rope. Ibushi is basically sitting on Wolfe's back as he tries to crawl to the ropes. Wolfe reaches his hand out as his eyes are closed in pain, he is feeling for the ropes! Ibushi just cranks back harder and harder! Wolfe has a hold of the rope. The ref counts he 5 count and Ibushi lets go on 3.
Ibushi still standing over Wolfe sits down swiftly on his back, spreading Wolfe out on the canvas. Ibushi gets up and out of the ring as Wolfe is still under the ropes. The ref demands Ibushi get in the ring as he begins the ten count. Ibushi grabs one of Wolfe's arms and yanks him under the ropes a tad more. Ibushi raises his arm to flex, kisses his muscle and drops and elbow down on the open Wolfe.
The elbow cracks down on the chest and throat area of Wolfe as the ref doesn't agree with what Ibushi is doing. The ref informs him he is in danger of being thrown out. Ibushi just looks up calmly and nods his head in compliance. Ibushi slides into the ring and pulls Wolfe by the leg into the center of the ring and covers. 1... 2.. Kickout.
Ibushi quickly backs up and grabs the ankle again and goes for a ankle lock. He has it in, but Wolfe spins himself on his back and kicks Ibushi off. Ibushi is thrown back and into the corner as Wolfe spins up and to a knee, looks at Ibushi and then to the opposite corner. Wolfe runs to the opposite corner and springs off with a foot, coming back at Ibushi for a sick European uppercut! Ibushi falls in a seated position in the corner as Wolfe measures up and takes a step back, doing a handstand on the top tunbuckle, coming down and placing two boots to Ibushi's chest!
Wolfe grabs Ibushi by the leg and pulls him to the center of the ring and covers with a forearm to the cheek! 1... 2... THR!!! No! Ibushi kicks out and Wolfe frustrated grinds the forearm in Ibushi's eyes. Wolfe pins again. 1... 2... Kickout! Wolfe gets to a knee and adjusts his tights putting the string back in, then picks up Ibushi by the hair. Wolfe yells something in Ibushi's face as he looks pretty out of it. But no! Out of left field Ibushi locks in an T-Bone and explodes for a T-Bone suplex! Ibushi slowly makes it over for a cover... 1... 2... Kickout!
Wolfe gets the shoulder up in time and both men lay there in the middle of the ring. The ref counts them. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... The crowd is rallying Wolfe, some for Ibushi as well. 7... Ibushi is to a knee. 8... Wolfe is to a knee and Ibushi is up. The ref pauses for a moment as Wolfe is up too and the ref stops the count. Ibushi stumbles over and lets lose with a forearm to the cheek! Wolfe is rocked but comes back with a European uppercut! Ibushi is taken aback but comes back with a forearm. Back and forth they trade forearms and uppercuts!
Ibushi really cocks back this time and lets go with a jaw breaking forearm to the cheek. Wolfe is knocked back and into the ropes, Wolfe comes off the ropes quickly. Jaw Breaker Lariat! Out of nowhere! Ibushi gets hit and Wolfe is pretty dazed. The ref is forced to make another 10 count. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... Wolfe rolls over and onto Ibushi and the ref quickly drops down to count. 1... 2... THRE!! Ibushi gets the arm up!
Wolfe looks astonished and upset feeling that the count was slow, he makes it clear by looking up at the ref and holding up three fingers. But the ref stands by his decision and shakes his head no, explaining it was only two. Wolfe rolls over and onto a knee, grabbing Ibushi by the hair and lifting him up. Ibushi looks limp.
Wolfe rocks Ibushi with a European uppercut that sends Ibushi to stand at attention. Wolfe comes off the ropes with intentions of ending the match! Jaw Breaker Lariat misses! Ibushi goes Matrix and ducks the blow! Wolfe turns around stunned as Ibushi pops back up and hits a roundhouse kick to the skull! Wolfe drops to the side and Ibushi drops to a knee panting and holding his neck. Ibushi slowly crawls to Wolfe... 1... 2... THR!!! Wolfe kicks out!
Ibushi rolls off of Wolfe and both men are laid out again. Ibushi uses the ropes to get himself up, then goes to the apron and climbs the turnbuckle. Ibushi cuts his throat with his thumb! Firebird 450 Splash! It connects! The ref drops down for a count. 1... 2... THRE!!! No!!! Wolfe gets his foot on the bottom rope. Ibushi thinks he won and gets to his knees and raises his hands.
Ibushi stands up using the ropes and jerks his arm as if it is sore. Ibushi raises his hands and the ref pushes them down explaining to Ibushi that it is not over. Ibushi looks confused as the ref kicks the ropes and tells him Wolfe got his foot on the rope. Wolfe is coming to as he uses the ropes to slowly get up. Wolfe leans back in the corner as the crowd goes wild.
Ibushi shakes his head and scoffs at the ref. Wolfe slides across the ring ropes to the center of the ring, the ref notices and gets out of dodge. Ibushi turns around! Wolfe runs at him for a Jaw Breaker lariat! It misses as Ibushi does the Matrix and ducks it. Wolfe comes off the opposite end ropes after the miss and rebounds off the ropes. Ibushi turns around! Jaw Breaker lariat connects! Wolfe covers! 1... 2... THREE!!!
The ref calls for the bell this one is over as a wolf howl booms through the arena, Wolfe's music plays.
Announcer: Here is your winner and moving on in the tournament to crown a NEW TCW World Class Heavyweight Champion... Desmond WOLFE!!!
Wolfe raises his hands high in the air, but quickly puts them down and grabs at his midsection. The ref grabs his hand and raises it in victory. Ibushi still on the mat holding his neck, the ref checks on him as Wolfe rolls out of the ring, heads up the ramp and leaves all the while he is cheered.
Meanwhile in the ring, the ref helps Ibushi up and out of the ring. Ibushi refuses the refs help any further and walks up the ramp by himself. the crowd gives Ibushi a standing ovation as he leaves into the tunnel.
Styles: Wow, what a spectacular match! I think Ibushi has a bright future in the NEW TCW.
Finlay: But Wolfe's future is even brighter.
Styles: Well, unfortunately for Jerry Lynn and Tyler Black, their job is to follow that act.
Saxton: I used to like Jerry Lynn, he was crazy and ruthless, but now he is a humble old fart. I fully expect him to lose tonight.
Finlay: Watch what you say about us veterans. We paved the way for guys like... Well not you, you're not a wrestler... But guys like Tyler Black.
Saxton: You might have laid down the ground work, but the new guys are the ones who improved on the road.
Styles: Anyway, with that said, lets head to the back with SoCal Val who has Jerry Lynn with her, Val?
Val: Thank you Joey! I am here with the other competitor in tonights main event... Jerry lynn. Jerry how are you?
Lynn: Good Val, you?
Val: I am great! Thank you for asking. I have to ask... You recently had a change of heart since TCW was sold... What happened?
Lynn: Well, I was a bit crazy and I realize that. I needed to work out some demons and I did just that. I apologized to Dolph and we are all squared away. And he knows that new TCW or not, I do plan on getting a rematch with him sometime in the future.
Val: I think I speak for everyone when I say that sounds great. However, tonight your task is no small one when you take on Tyler Black.
Lynn: Tyler is a hell of a talent, but I have beaten great talent before in the past. I may be pushing 50, but I am better than I ever was. All I can say is, I am about to give Tyler hell and I hope for his sake he returns the favor.
Lynn signals to the camera with his pinky, index, and thumb extended as he walks away from camera view leaving Val the only one on camera. Val goes to speak but she is interrupted. A man in torn jeans a self made muscle shirt, and long black, grungy hair walks into frame with his back turned to the camera. Val goes to say his name, but he shushes her. The man then extends his arms as the crowd pops and the camera fades out.
Styles: *sarcastically* Gee... I wonder who that could be.
Saxton: Could be someone who will save this company before it flops again...
