Post by Jesse Styles on Nov 26, 2013 0:02:49 GMT -6
Backdoor vs Blair
Tom Davis: The following contest is a leather strap match. In this match both participants are going to be attached by the wrist with a leather strap and the winner in this particular match will be by pinfall or submission. Introducing first from Baton Rouge, Louisanna…weighing in at 125 pounds…Blair Buchannon!
"Applause" by Lady Gaga hits the PA speakers and the screens light up with videos of Blair Buchannan's career and match highlights. As soon as the beat drops, the crowd is on their feet giving out an absolutely electric vibe as their cheers reach almost a deafening level.
Soon enough, Blair make her way out onto the stage and just when you thought the crowd couldnt get any louder, they do. Blair steps to the edge of the stage dressed in her signature sleeveless white t-shirt tied up around her ribs, the word 'Starfucker' written in pink airbrush across the chest. Tight faded blue denim shorts that were frayed at the bottom hugged her hips and a simple pair of white tennis shoes adorned her feet.
Blair skipped down the ramp, blowing kisses to her fans and haters alike, before making her way up into the ring. Once in the ring, Blair blew a huge kiss to each side of the ring that was facing the audience, before her music faded and she began to stretch, awaiting her opponents arrival.
Jill Matthews: The Rumble winner…and it appears she doesn’t have the cell to call anyone this time.
Vince Walters: I just creamed myself thinking about her on Howard Stern…
Jill Matthews: Will you stop!?
Tom Davis: And the opponent…from Venice Beach California…weighing in tonight at 220 pounds…the NEW Youngblood Champion…Bobby Backdoor!
Strobe lights start to go off as "Ready to Die" by Andrew WK hits the PA. From behind the curtain emerges Bobby Backdoor to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He's wearing a silver shimmery hoody along with his silver wrestling tights and trademark bandana. Bobby stops at the edge of the stage area and poses to the crowd, soaking in the boos, while at the same time acknowledging the few fans of his that still exist. Bobby slowly makes his way toward the ring and slides in, posing for the crowd once more in the center of the ring.
Vince Walters: That son of a bitch is desecrating one of our title belts!
Jill Matthews: Will you lay off him at this point? I’m not his biggest fan but your screaming at him is making my ears bleed.
The ref soon makes sure both wrestlers put the strap to their wrists. Blair with a confident smile on her face and Bobby looks a little more fidgety…and uncomfortable in the situation. The bell rings and Blair takes the quick moment to pull on the leather strap and down goes Backdoor onto the canvas with a thump and he’s staring up at her with an irritable look on his face.
Jill Matthews: I really don’t think there’s a ton of love here.
Vince Walters: HA! Keep that porn star’s ass down on the mat where it belongs.
Jill Matthews: That might’ve been the gayest thing I’ve seen or heard in the history of this company and I apologize to everyone for that sentence and Vince’s conduct.
Backdoor starts pulling himself up and narrows the distance with the strap to go to lock up with Blair but the smaller athlete ends up swooping behind him and using the strap to tie Bobby’s feet up and trip him before a casual and flirtatious slap of the ass follows though her face seems to express that this is another level of mind games throwing off the current youngblood champion. There’s that half smile on Blair’s face but Bobby’s eyes dart to ringside.
Vince Walters: Where the hell is he looking a---
As Walters says that…Blair’s mother and Dan are at ringside jaw jacking. Blair’s mouthing toward her mother to loosen up and after those words are spoken, Dan gets shoved into the ring steps with a thud and with that motion…Bobby pulls part of the strap and swings down toward her in defense of his friend and Blair then clobbers Bobby in the back of the head and starts whipping him hard with that leather strap and you can hear the echos.
Jill Matthews: Good lord…it looks like the brief mind game portion has just ended after that one motion.
Vince Walters: As long as it is Backdoor getting his ass kicked…I don’t care.
Backdoor’s reeling from the strap stinging his skin as he pulls himself up and Blair ends up throwing two overhand rights to keep the advantage. For a moment she’s going for an irish whip but Backdoor stops at the ropes and instinctively pulls the strap to send the lighter wrestler toward him and uses the strap for a modified short arm clothesline. In a favor returner, he pulls some slack off the strap and whips Blair right across the black and then the rear end to the approval of the crowd.
Vince Walters: I feel…dirty saying this but I wish I was Backdoor right now.
Jill Matthews: You’re a walking dirty thought.
Backdoor starts to go after the dazed Blair with a multitude of elbow strikes to the jaw and face that he’s done many times in the past and after she’s dazed and staggers that one step toward him, that spinebuster variant quickly follows and he goes for the quick cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THR---Blair kicks out!
Jill Matthews: I think both wrestlers are just going to throw bombs considering they’re coming off grueling matches in their own right. PJ and Backdoor on the opener and Blair’s performance at the rumble. No way either person can physically be at full swing and that leather strap makes it that much worse for them.
Vince Walters: It’s a painful reminder at least in Bobby’s case that you NEVER piss off the head man of the Styles Mafia.
Bobby seems to want to go for one of his big shots with his I Got Crabs submission hold but as soon as he’s getting close and attempts to turn Blair over…he gets a leather strap right to the cranium and that staggers Bobby back a few paces and slouches him down and Blair nips up and then DDTs Backdoor right to the ground. A quick float over after there’s those couple stings from that strap with a hook of the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
TH---Backdoor kicks out.
Vince Walters: Both wrestlers want to end this painful match quickly at this point.
Jill Matthews: I really don’t blame either of them for that.
Blair immediately goes back to the strap and wails at Backdoor’s exposed ribcage to take the breath out of the man while also stirring him to get up. A straight back elbow right to the temple sends him reeling again and then she leaps high and hurricarannas him to the ground and multiple fury punches and then the mudhole stomps on the ground follow from the angry woman. It all ends with one big stomp to the forehead before she’s daring him to get up.
Vince Walters: Hell has no fury…but damn why does hell have to look so good in this case?
Jill Matthews: If you don’t start doing your job properly, I’ll slap the back of your head as hard as humanly possible. Women are not sex objects.
Blair’s waiting for Bobby to get back up and then gets ready for that bulldog. She runs in but Bobby just ends up ducking the attempt and pulls the strap to trip her up and make her fall hard on her face. A few male fans groan in disapproval at that while Bobby untangles the leather strap and Blair rises slowly, both still feeling the effects of the earlier strap shots that took their breath away. Bobby however acts first and delivers that shuffle side kick to the jaw of Blair and down she goes.
Vince Walters: Oh god dammit. Don’t ruin that face…especially someone like YOU Bobby.
Jill Matthews: When did you become a Blair fan?
Vince Walters: I’m anyone’s fan over Bobby’s. I’d even take your prostetic lopsi---
Jill Matthews: That’s enough on that.
Bobby starts to feel that second wind as Blair’s stumbling up and he drops her with a clothesline and then a back elbow to put together a combination effort. Blair’s up again but dropped back down this time with a swinging neckbreaker and the crowd is reacting positive this onslaught like they did with Blair’s onslaught cheering for both and the violence. Finally Backdoor seems to have Blair in position for his ‘You got Fucked’ but Blair avoids the knee and then bulldogs Backdoor to the ground and quickly covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THR---Backdoor kicks out!
Vince Walters: Dammit!
Jill Matthews: Close. Bobby was going for the big finish but Blair was ready.
Blair ends up stomping Bobby right on the bridge of the nose in a little bit of quick frustration and drops the quick leg to get Bobby to sit up from the jolt of pain. After that, another vile, vicious strap shot right across the small of the back to take the air out of the man before she seems ready to go springboard. As soon as she gets onto the ropes though for her Beauty Sleep, Bobby instinctively yanks on the leather strap while also falling down to make sure Blair goes down on the canvas hard with a splat.
Jill Matthews: Clever move. Even in odd situations that brain seems to always be thinking on both fronts from a competitive standpoint for both wrestlers.
Vince Walters: I don’t care if it’s clever…someone kick that son of a bitch’s ass now!
Bobby, with welts starting to develop over his skin and back, starts to stagger up slowly and Blair, with some welts also developing on her back, starts to follow suit but Bobby’s just a step quicker in this case with the hammerlock before he seamlessly hits that legsweep DDT from that position. On sheer adrenaline, Bobby scales the top rope and after a point to the approval of the crowd he dives off with that moonsault leg drop but Blair just sidesteps and Bobby ends up giving himself a huge atomic drop on the mat!
Vince Walters: YES!
Jill Matthews: Violent, and painful.
Blair ends up going in for the quick kill and looks to be going for the camel clutch. Bobby takes the first moments to start fighting it and while that’s going on, he’s also taking the strap and positioning it slightly around her legs. Finally though, Blair does start to synch it in, but Bobby had instinctively gotten to one knee before standing. Finally…he ends up twisting Blair up with the aid of the strap in a beautiful small package!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Tom Davis: The winner of the match…Bobby Backdoor!
Jill Matthews: What a counter!
Vince Walters: NO! Can anything go right? I get cut off from my points, Roger has won, and now this!
Bobby and Blair both end up staying down on the mat from the physical smacking the leather strap has done and gleefully take the leather strap off their wrists respectfully. The audience is roaring in approval for the spectacle of a match they just received from two of the better wrestlers in the world today but both seem too out of breath from the strap shots at least initially to tip their hat off to them.
Tom Davis: The following contest is a leather strap match. In this match both participants are going to be attached by the wrist with a leather strap and the winner in this particular match will be by pinfall or submission. Introducing first from Baton Rouge, Louisanna…weighing in at 125 pounds…Blair Buchannon!
"Applause" by Lady Gaga hits the PA speakers and the screens light up with videos of Blair Buchannan's career and match highlights. As soon as the beat drops, the crowd is on their feet giving out an absolutely electric vibe as their cheers reach almost a deafening level.
Soon enough, Blair make her way out onto the stage and just when you thought the crowd couldnt get any louder, they do. Blair steps to the edge of the stage dressed in her signature sleeveless white t-shirt tied up around her ribs, the word 'Starfucker' written in pink airbrush across the chest. Tight faded blue denim shorts that were frayed at the bottom hugged her hips and a simple pair of white tennis shoes adorned her feet.
Blair skipped down the ramp, blowing kisses to her fans and haters alike, before making her way up into the ring. Once in the ring, Blair blew a huge kiss to each side of the ring that was facing the audience, before her music faded and she began to stretch, awaiting her opponents arrival.
Jill Matthews: The Rumble winner…and it appears she doesn’t have the cell to call anyone this time.
Vince Walters: I just creamed myself thinking about her on Howard Stern…
Jill Matthews: Will you stop!?
Tom Davis: And the opponent…from Venice Beach California…weighing in tonight at 220 pounds…the NEW Youngblood Champion…Bobby Backdoor!
Strobe lights start to go off as "Ready to Die" by Andrew WK hits the PA. From behind the curtain emerges Bobby Backdoor to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He's wearing a silver shimmery hoody along with his silver wrestling tights and trademark bandana. Bobby stops at the edge of the stage area and poses to the crowd, soaking in the boos, while at the same time acknowledging the few fans of his that still exist. Bobby slowly makes his way toward the ring and slides in, posing for the crowd once more in the center of the ring.
Vince Walters: That son of a bitch is desecrating one of our title belts!
Jill Matthews: Will you lay off him at this point? I’m not his biggest fan but your screaming at him is making my ears bleed.
The ref soon makes sure both wrestlers put the strap to their wrists. Blair with a confident smile on her face and Bobby looks a little more fidgety…and uncomfortable in the situation. The bell rings and Blair takes the quick moment to pull on the leather strap and down goes Backdoor onto the canvas with a thump and he’s staring up at her with an irritable look on his face.
Jill Matthews: I really don’t think there’s a ton of love here.
Vince Walters: HA! Keep that porn star’s ass down on the mat where it belongs.
Jill Matthews: That might’ve been the gayest thing I’ve seen or heard in the history of this company and I apologize to everyone for that sentence and Vince’s conduct.
Backdoor starts pulling himself up and narrows the distance with the strap to go to lock up with Blair but the smaller athlete ends up swooping behind him and using the strap to tie Bobby’s feet up and trip him before a casual and flirtatious slap of the ass follows though her face seems to express that this is another level of mind games throwing off the current youngblood champion. There’s that half smile on Blair’s face but Bobby’s eyes dart to ringside.
Vince Walters: Where the hell is he looking a---
As Walters says that…Blair’s mother and Dan are at ringside jaw jacking. Blair’s mouthing toward her mother to loosen up and after those words are spoken, Dan gets shoved into the ring steps with a thud and with that motion…Bobby pulls part of the strap and swings down toward her in defense of his friend and Blair then clobbers Bobby in the back of the head and starts whipping him hard with that leather strap and you can hear the echos.
Jill Matthews: Good lord…it looks like the brief mind game portion has just ended after that one motion.
Vince Walters: As long as it is Backdoor getting his ass kicked…I don’t care.
Backdoor’s reeling from the strap stinging his skin as he pulls himself up and Blair ends up throwing two overhand rights to keep the advantage. For a moment she’s going for an irish whip but Backdoor stops at the ropes and instinctively pulls the strap to send the lighter wrestler toward him and uses the strap for a modified short arm clothesline. In a favor returner, he pulls some slack off the strap and whips Blair right across the black and then the rear end to the approval of the crowd.
Vince Walters: I feel…dirty saying this but I wish I was Backdoor right now.
Jill Matthews: You’re a walking dirty thought.
Backdoor starts to go after the dazed Blair with a multitude of elbow strikes to the jaw and face that he’s done many times in the past and after she’s dazed and staggers that one step toward him, that spinebuster variant quickly follows and he goes for the quick cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THR---Blair kicks out!
Jill Matthews: I think both wrestlers are just going to throw bombs considering they’re coming off grueling matches in their own right. PJ and Backdoor on the opener and Blair’s performance at the rumble. No way either person can physically be at full swing and that leather strap makes it that much worse for them.
Vince Walters: It’s a painful reminder at least in Bobby’s case that you NEVER piss off the head man of the Styles Mafia.
Bobby seems to want to go for one of his big shots with his I Got Crabs submission hold but as soon as he’s getting close and attempts to turn Blair over…he gets a leather strap right to the cranium and that staggers Bobby back a few paces and slouches him down and Blair nips up and then DDTs Backdoor right to the ground. A quick float over after there’s those couple stings from that strap with a hook of the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
TH---Backdoor kicks out.
Vince Walters: Both wrestlers want to end this painful match quickly at this point.
Jill Matthews: I really don’t blame either of them for that.
Blair immediately goes back to the strap and wails at Backdoor’s exposed ribcage to take the breath out of the man while also stirring him to get up. A straight back elbow right to the temple sends him reeling again and then she leaps high and hurricarannas him to the ground and multiple fury punches and then the mudhole stomps on the ground follow from the angry woman. It all ends with one big stomp to the forehead before she’s daring him to get up.
Vince Walters: Hell has no fury…but damn why does hell have to look so good in this case?
Jill Matthews: If you don’t start doing your job properly, I’ll slap the back of your head as hard as humanly possible. Women are not sex objects.
Blair’s waiting for Bobby to get back up and then gets ready for that bulldog. She runs in but Bobby just ends up ducking the attempt and pulls the strap to trip her up and make her fall hard on her face. A few male fans groan in disapproval at that while Bobby untangles the leather strap and Blair rises slowly, both still feeling the effects of the earlier strap shots that took their breath away. Bobby however acts first and delivers that shuffle side kick to the jaw of Blair and down she goes.
Vince Walters: Oh god dammit. Don’t ruin that face…especially someone like YOU Bobby.
Jill Matthews: When did you become a Blair fan?
Vince Walters: I’m anyone’s fan over Bobby’s. I’d even take your prostetic lopsi---
Jill Matthews: That’s enough on that.
Bobby starts to feel that second wind as Blair’s stumbling up and he drops her with a clothesline and then a back elbow to put together a combination effort. Blair’s up again but dropped back down this time with a swinging neckbreaker and the crowd is reacting positive this onslaught like they did with Blair’s onslaught cheering for both and the violence. Finally Backdoor seems to have Blair in position for his ‘You got Fucked’ but Blair avoids the knee and then bulldogs Backdoor to the ground and quickly covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THR---Backdoor kicks out!
Vince Walters: Dammit!
Jill Matthews: Close. Bobby was going for the big finish but Blair was ready.
Blair ends up stomping Bobby right on the bridge of the nose in a little bit of quick frustration and drops the quick leg to get Bobby to sit up from the jolt of pain. After that, another vile, vicious strap shot right across the small of the back to take the air out of the man before she seems ready to go springboard. As soon as she gets onto the ropes though for her Beauty Sleep, Bobby instinctively yanks on the leather strap while also falling down to make sure Blair goes down on the canvas hard with a splat.
Jill Matthews: Clever move. Even in odd situations that brain seems to always be thinking on both fronts from a competitive standpoint for both wrestlers.
Vince Walters: I don’t care if it’s clever…someone kick that son of a bitch’s ass now!
Bobby, with welts starting to develop over his skin and back, starts to stagger up slowly and Blair, with some welts also developing on her back, starts to follow suit but Bobby’s just a step quicker in this case with the hammerlock before he seamlessly hits that legsweep DDT from that position. On sheer adrenaline, Bobby scales the top rope and after a point to the approval of the crowd he dives off with that moonsault leg drop but Blair just sidesteps and Bobby ends up giving himself a huge atomic drop on the mat!
Vince Walters: YES!
Jill Matthews: Violent, and painful.
Blair ends up going in for the quick kill and looks to be going for the camel clutch. Bobby takes the first moments to start fighting it and while that’s going on, he’s also taking the strap and positioning it slightly around her legs. Finally though, Blair does start to synch it in, but Bobby had instinctively gotten to one knee before standing. Finally…he ends up twisting Blair up with the aid of the strap in a beautiful small package!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Tom Davis: The winner of the match…Bobby Backdoor!
Jill Matthews: What a counter!
Vince Walters: NO! Can anything go right? I get cut off from my points, Roger has won, and now this!
Bobby and Blair both end up staying down on the mat from the physical smacking the leather strap has done and gleefully take the leather strap off their wrists respectfully. The audience is roaring in approval for the spectacle of a match they just received from two of the better wrestlers in the world today but both seem too out of breath from the strap shots at least initially to tip their hat off to them.