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CAW Heavyweight title ¨C Cage Match
Hawk (AfroJoe) Vs Grandprix
Written by Cong Man
As we return from a break here at SRW Free-Fall, footage is airing, hyping the feud that has been raging in recent weeks between CAW Champion Hawk and challenger Grandprix
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Last week on Eclipse, Hawk pinned Grandprix:
"Hawk (AfroJoe) throws the chair out of the ring, picks up the lifeless Grandprix, AND NAILS THE HAWK SCREWDRIVER! THAT¨ˆS GOTTA BE ALL!
He covers Grandprix, but they¨ˆre not even the legal men! The referee is too dazed to care though, and instead just makes the count©¼1©¼2©¼
3! It¨ˆs all over!"
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And now, he emerges at ringside to rub more salt into the wounds.
*Hawk's music hits* and out comes the CAW World Champion! Hawk makes his way down to ringside to strong booing, but he turns away from it; he's used to this.
Hawk picks up a microphone from ringside and climbs up the steel stairs, through the ropes and into the ring. He puts the microphone to his mouth, but before he can even begin, he stops, as the crowd have begun to chant at him. "Ha-awk sucks! Ha-awk sucks!" Hawk ignores them, and starts talking. "Grandprix!" he starts, "I'm excited about what's going to happen between us this week at Freefall. I can sense we're going to put on a great match. I can also sense that, at the end of the match, your body will be lying in a crumpled heap on the mat. I will have destroyed you; you will have fallen from a high height, you skin will have been mashed in metal, and I will be the one having escaped; that's right Grandprix, at Freefall, we'll be battling in a CAGE MATCH!"
The crowd begin to cheer, but possibly not because of this announcement, but because Grandprix is making his way out from under the TitanTron, microphone in hand. "So, Hawk, you've chosen the stipulation. Well done. I thought you'd find it quite hard to do, what with your IQ being as it is..." Hawk seems furious at this statement, but isn't given the chance to retaliate. "...and also, well done on something else. You've chosen the perfect match that'll allow me to not only completely kick the crap out of you, but it matches the name Freefall perfectly; and you'll certainly be in freefall... but only for a couple of seconds. Then you'll go.... splat." Grandprix laughs, as his music hits, and he walks to the backstage, leaving Hawk fuming in the ring.
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Howard Finkel stands in the centre of the ring. ¡°Ladies and Gentlemen. The following contest is a cage match!¡± Howard pauses as the arena goes dark. Suddenly the menacing tones of Canadian band ¡®Godspeed You Black Emporor!¡¯s¡± masterpiece ¡°The Seventh Day¡± fills the arena. Spotlight¡¯s focus on the fifteen foot steel cage, which is being lowered into position. Finkel continues regardless. ¡°At the request of CAW commissioner Reaver, this match will be competed under classic cage match rules. That means that pin-falls and submissions DO NOT COUNT. Upon the two competitors entering the steel cage, the door will be locked shut. The only way to win this contest is to scale the cage and be the first man to touch the arena floor.¡±
The sound of an over-revved, high-powered engine fills the arena as Grandprix, the challenger, emerges from beneath the Freeola-Tron. Grandprix drives his Formula one car down to ringside, before hopping out and into the ring. Here he stands and removes first his helmet, then his gloves and finally his overalls, revealing some chequered flag design tights underneath. Chris Jericho would be proud! Grandprix opens the cage door and steps into the ring. If ever a man held his own destiny in his hands, it is GP at this moment.
As Grandprix¡¯s music fades away, the sound of a raven squawking fills the arena, followed by music first made famous by Raven. The CAW heavyweight champion, Hawk (AfroJoe) makes his way down the ramp. The title belt is slung over his shoulder. Hawk has his game face on tonight and looks about as intense as anyone in the storied history of SRW. As Hawk enters the cage, officials move quickly to padlock the cage door in several places.
So, here it is, the moment that this jam packed crowd have been waiting all night for, you can cut the anticipation with a knife as Grandprix and Hawk move out of their respective corners toward the centre of the ring, where senior referee Earl Hebner presents them with the title belt and some instructions...something about wanting a good clean fight. Yeah, right.
Earl Hebner calls for the bell and this one is underway, the heat surrounding this match, the hype, the build-up, it all now comes down to just two men, one on one in the centre of the ring. Hawk raises both arms aloft; he wants to start this one with a test of strength! Grandprix looks dubious, but eventually locks up. Grandprix shouldn¡¯t have the advantage here, but he manages to power down the massive Hawk. Hawk stays on his feet though, with perhaps the most impressive bridge I¡¯ve ever seen...he powers back up...kick to the stomach! Hawk kicks GP in the stomach to gain an unfair advantage! GP doubles over, Hawk releases his grip on Grandprix¡¯s hands...DDT...no! Grandprix uses his leg to hook Hawk¡¯s leg, thus blocking the move, northern lights suplex! Great reversal from Grandprix, he bridges for the pin...1...but Hawk reaches across and whacks Grandprix in the stomach, breaking up the pin.
As Grandprix recovers from the blow, Hawk gets to his feet, but stands with his hands on his hips, looks like he¡¯s been winded early on in this match. Grandprix spots this and takes advantage...he runs towards Hawk...sunset flip!1...2...But Hawk pushes off his back and grabs Grandprix¡¯s legs...1...2...Grandprix flips Hawk back into a pinning position, with his own feet now on the ground...1...2...Hawk powers out sending Grandprix straight into the steel cage, Grandprix staggers back towards Hawk...Samoan Drop! Hawk lies on top...1...2...Grandprix hooks both arms, and rolls Hawk on to his shoulders...1...2...Kick out!!! What a series of near falls!!!
Both men back to their feet now, Hawk recovers fastest and Irish whips Grandprix...no...reversed...Hawk crashes face first into the steel cage!!! Grandprix immediately goes to the other side of the ring. He motions with his arms towards Hawk...he wants him to get up! Hawk slowly uses the ropes to help himself back to his feet. Grandprix sprints across the ring...FINISH LI...NO!!! Hawk ducks...NECKBREAKER!!! Hawk grabbed Grandprix¡¯s neck as he went past and dropped him right down!!!
Hawk quickly makes his way to the corner, where he goes up to the second turnbuckle...fist drop from the second turnbuckle, as Hawk steals a page from Jerry ¡®The King¡¯ Lawler¡¯s playbook. Hawk now goes for the cover...1...2...Kick out! The challenger is not going to give up quite that easily! Hawk drags a tiring Grandprix back to his feet and shoves his head between his legs! (Not like that) Hawk drags his thumb across his throat signalling that this one is over...In one swift motion, Grandprix is up on his shoulders...POWERB...NO!...COUNTERED!!! HURRICANRANA!!! Grandprix hooks Hawk¡¯s legs on the way down...1...2...KICK OUT!!!
Grandprix beginning to look a little frustrated now, Hawk kicked out with such force that it sent GP halfway across the ring! Grandprix hurries back over to where Hawk is...and gets caught with a LOW BLOW!!! Remember that¡¯s legal in this environment, where the only way to win is to escape the cage! Grandprix doubles over and crashes to the canvas. Hawk is going to the top rope...Hawk stands on the top ropes, but then looks at the top of the cage. As the fans cheer his bravery, Hawk climbs from the top rope to the top of the cage. Hawk doesn¡¯t look comfortable up there at all. Here he comes anyway though, Hawk leaps off the cage...ELBOW DROP!!! But it misses the mark! Grandprix rolled out of the way!!!
Gingerly holding his crotch area, Grandprix battles to his feet and he too makes the slow climb from the mat, to the top rope, to the top of the cage. Grandprix faces the fans and makes a quick symbol of the cross on his chest, no doubt saying a prayer for what he is about to do. PICTURE PERFECT MOONSAULT...perfect in everyway, apart from the fact that it missed as Hawk slowly shuffled out of the way!!! Both men are now down, but there is no ten count, again in accordance with the rules of this match.
Suddenly and without warning a huge boo goes up around the arena as Scotty the Doggy (Figo) sprints down to ringside. The fans have obviously not forgiven him for his actions earlier in the evening. Scotty is still covered in blood from his match earlier and is wearing a very large head-bandage. He avoids most of the officials but Mike Chioda tries to stop him and catches a DDT for his trouble. Scotty begins to climb the cage.
Suddenly and without warning a huge cheer goes up around the arena. Here comes The Cong Man!!! Looks like he and Scotty aren¡¯t finished just yet! He too is still bloody and battered from the evening earlier war. Cong Man begins to scale the cage after Scotty. Just as Scotty is about to reach the top of the cage, the Cong Man catches him and grabs both his legs. Still holding onto Scotty, the Cong Man manages to pull himself up and turn so that he is facing the audience. Cong Man gives a quick tug and suddenly he and Scotty are falling...15 feet...14...13...12..11..10..9.8.7,6,5,4321CRASH!!! POWERBOMB FROM THE CAGE THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE!!! Jim Ross and The King barely dived out of the way in time. This is insane, these former best friends may have just destroyed each other. Medical staff come running as the fans attention turns back to the ring.
Hawk(AfroJoe) and Grandprix are on their feet, but unfortunately their legs now seem to be made of rubber. A series of wild punches between the two ensues, which Hawk seems to be getting the better of. With Grandprix stunned, Hawk grabs him in a front face-lock...BRAINBUSTER!!! Hawk makes the cover; surely that¡¯s it for Grandprix?
1
2
LEFT SHOULDER UP!!!
What resilience from Grandprix!!!
More booing fills the arena, as barely seconds after Cong Man and Scotty The Doggy where wheeled out of the arena on stretchers, here comes Stone Edge (Jericho 15)! What on earth does he want?!? Stone Edge goes to the front row and grabs a chair. He throws it over the cage and into the ring!!! Either by fantastic aim or by sheer luck, the chair land on the fallen Grandprix!!! Hawk stands over Grandprix pointing a laughing at him. CLANG!!! The next chair hits Hawk on the back of the head. Stone Edge apparently has a scarily good aim when throwing chairs!
As suddenly as he arrived, Stone Edge leaves...what was that all about? After a couple of seconds of nothing happening, Hawk (AfroJoe) and Grandprix finally begin to stir. As they make their way slowly back to their feet, both are now armed with a steel chair, courtesy of Stone Edge. Both men back up now, overhead chair swings meet each other in the centre to the sound of a large clang. Roundhouse chair swings now...Hawk¡¯s chair flies out of his hands...CLANG! Grandprix lays out Hawk with a devastating chair shot! Hawk might be out cold! Grandprix begins to climb the cage...he wants out and he wants the title belt.
BUT WAIT!!! What now??? Is this match going to set a world record for the number of people interfering??? Here come the Elements!!! Mouldy Cheese and Jetster proceed to lay out all the ringside officials as Reaver (Ant) makes his way to the door with a huge bunch of keys. The fans are booing their loudest as Reaver removes all the padlocks from the door. He stops to pose for a moment and soak up the hatred of the crowd before the elements make their exit.
Hawk (AfroJoe) is now crawling towards the open door, as Grandprix has reached the top of the cage directly above the door. Hawk reaches the door...he¡¯s going to crawl his way to victory!!! His head is out the door...now his arm...he just needs to drop down...
...
and¡
...
CLANG!!!
Grandprix reaches down a shuts the door right in Hawk¡¯s face!!!
That stopped Hawk dead in his tracks as he was on the verge of retaining the title!!!
An exhausted Grandprix lowers himself down the outside of the cage before slumpin to the floor.
The crowd falls silent for a moment, before it hits them...
new champ.
New Champ.
NEW F¡¯N CHAMP!!!
¡°Ladies and Gentlemen, Your winner...and NEW CAW Heavyweight champion...GRANDPRIX!!!¡±
Grandprix has done it, he¡¯s fulfilled his dream!!!
The locker room empties of Face¡¯s as the all run down to the ring to congratulate Grandprix.
As the camera¡¯s fade out, Grandprix is up on their shoulders with the belt in one hand and a cold beverage in the other.
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Congratulations Grandprix
Commiserations AfroJoe
Hope you all liked reading this as much as I liked writing it.
Thank You and Goodnight.
CAW Heavyweight title ¨C Cage Match
Hawk (AfroJoe) Vs Grandprix
Written by Cong Man
As we return from a break here at SRW Free-Fall, footage is airing, hyping the feud that has been raging in recent weeks between CAW Champion Hawk and challenger Grandprix
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Last week on Eclipse, Hawk pinned Grandprix:
"Hawk (AfroJoe) throws the chair out of the ring, picks up the lifeless Grandprix, AND NAILS THE HAWK SCREWDRIVER! THAT¨ˆS GOTTA BE ALL!
He covers Grandprix, but they¨ˆre not even the legal men! The referee is too dazed to care though, and instead just makes the count©¼1©¼2©¼
3! It¨ˆs all over!"
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And now, he emerges at ringside to rub more salt into the wounds.
*Hawk's music hits* and out comes the CAW World Champion! Hawk makes his way down to ringside to strong booing, but he turns away from it; he's used to this.
Hawk picks up a microphone from ringside and climbs up the steel stairs, through the ropes and into the ring. He puts the microphone to his mouth, but before he can even begin, he stops, as the crowd have begun to chant at him. "Ha-awk sucks! Ha-awk sucks!" Hawk ignores them, and starts talking. "Grandprix!" he starts, "I'm excited about what's going to happen between us this week at Freefall. I can sense we're going to put on a great match. I can also sense that, at the end of the match, your body will be lying in a crumpled heap on the mat. I will have destroyed you; you will have fallen from a high height, you skin will have been mashed in metal, and I will be the one having escaped; that's right Grandprix, at Freefall, we'll be battling in a CAGE MATCH!"
The crowd begin to cheer, but possibly not because of this announcement, but because Grandprix is making his way out from under the TitanTron, microphone in hand. "So, Hawk, you've chosen the stipulation. Well done. I thought you'd find it quite hard to do, what with your IQ being as it is..." Hawk seems furious at this statement, but isn't given the chance to retaliate. "...and also, well done on something else. You've chosen the perfect match that'll allow me to not only completely kick the crap out of you, but it matches the name Freefall perfectly; and you'll certainly be in freefall... but only for a couple of seconds. Then you'll go.... splat." Grandprix laughs, as his music hits, and he walks to the backstage, leaving Hawk fuming in the ring.
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Howard Finkel stands in the centre of the ring. ¡°Ladies and Gentlemen. The following contest is a cage match!¡± Howard pauses as the arena goes dark. Suddenly the menacing tones of Canadian band ¡®Godspeed You Black Emporor!¡¯s¡± masterpiece ¡°The Seventh Day¡± fills the arena. Spotlight¡¯s focus on the fifteen foot steel cage, which is being lowered into position. Finkel continues regardless. ¡°At the request of CAW commissioner Reaver, this match will be competed under classic cage match rules. That means that pin-falls and submissions DO NOT COUNT. Upon the two competitors entering the steel cage, the door will be locked shut. The only way to win this contest is to scale the cage and be the first man to touch the arena floor.¡±
The sound of an over-revved, high-powered engine fills the arena as Grandprix, the challenger, emerges from beneath the Freeola-Tron. Grandprix drives his Formula one car down to ringside, before hopping out and into the ring. Here he stands and removes first his helmet, then his gloves and finally his overalls, revealing some chequered flag design tights underneath. Chris Jericho would be proud! Grandprix opens the cage door and steps into the ring. If ever a man held his own destiny in his hands, it is GP at this moment.
As Grandprix¡¯s music fades away, the sound of a raven squawking fills the arena, followed by music first made famous by Raven. The CAW heavyweight champion, Hawk (AfroJoe) makes his way down the ramp. The title belt is slung over his shoulder. Hawk has his game face on tonight and looks about as intense as anyone in the storied history of SRW. As Hawk enters the cage, officials move quickly to padlock the cage door in several places.
So, here it is, the moment that this jam packed crowd have been waiting all night for, you can cut the anticipation with a knife as Grandprix and Hawk move out of their respective corners toward the centre of the ring, where senior referee Earl Hebner presents them with the title belt and some instructions...something about wanting a good clean fight. Yeah, right.
Earl Hebner calls for the bell and this one is underway, the heat surrounding this match, the hype, the build-up, it all now comes down to just two men, one on one in the centre of the ring. Hawk raises both arms aloft; he wants to start this one with a test of strength! Grandprix looks dubious, but eventually locks up. Grandprix shouldn¡¯t have the advantage here, but he manages to power down the massive Hawk. Hawk stays on his feet though, with perhaps the most impressive bridge I¡¯ve ever seen...he powers back up...kick to the stomach! Hawk kicks GP in the stomach to gain an unfair advantage! GP doubles over, Hawk releases his grip on Grandprix¡¯s hands...DDT...no! Grandprix uses his leg to hook Hawk¡¯s leg, thus blocking the move, northern lights suplex! Great reversal from Grandprix, he bridges for the pin...1...but Hawk reaches across and whacks Grandprix in the stomach, breaking up the pin.
As Grandprix recovers from the blow, Hawk gets to his feet, but stands with his hands on his hips, looks like he¡¯s been winded early on in this match. Grandprix spots this and takes advantage...he runs towards Hawk...sunset flip!1...2...But Hawk pushes off his back and grabs Grandprix¡¯s legs...1...2...Grandprix flips Hawk back into a pinning position, with his own feet now on the ground...1...2...Hawk powers out sending Grandprix straight into the steel cage, Grandprix staggers back towards Hawk...Samoan Drop! Hawk lies on top...1...2...Grandprix hooks both arms, and rolls Hawk on to his shoulders...1...2...Kick out!!! What a series of near falls!!!
Both men back to their feet now, Hawk recovers fastest and Irish whips Grandprix...no...reversed...Hawk crashes face first into the steel cage!!! Grandprix immediately goes to the other side of the ring. He motions with his arms towards Hawk...he wants him to get up! Hawk slowly uses the ropes to help himself back to his feet. Grandprix sprints across the ring...FINISH LI...NO!!! Hawk ducks...NECKBREAKER!!! Hawk grabbed Grandprix¡¯s neck as he went past and dropped him right down!!!
Hawk quickly makes his way to the corner, where he goes up to the second turnbuckle...fist drop from the second turnbuckle, as Hawk steals a page from Jerry ¡®The King¡¯ Lawler¡¯s playbook. Hawk now goes for the cover...1...2...Kick out! The challenger is not going to give up quite that easily! Hawk drags a tiring Grandprix back to his feet and shoves his head between his legs! (Not like that) Hawk drags his thumb across his throat signalling that this one is over...In one swift motion, Grandprix is up on his shoulders...POWERB...NO!...COUNTERED!!! HURRICANRANA!!! Grandprix hooks Hawk¡¯s legs on the way down...1...2...KICK OUT!!!
Grandprix beginning to look a little frustrated now, Hawk kicked out with such force that it sent GP halfway across the ring! Grandprix hurries back over to where Hawk is...and gets caught with a LOW BLOW!!! Remember that¡¯s legal in this environment, where the only way to win is to escape the cage! Grandprix doubles over and crashes to the canvas. Hawk is going to the top rope...Hawk stands on the top ropes, but then looks at the top of the cage. As the fans cheer his bravery, Hawk climbs from the top rope to the top of the cage. Hawk doesn¡¯t look comfortable up there at all. Here he comes anyway though, Hawk leaps off the cage...ELBOW DROP!!! But it misses the mark! Grandprix rolled out of the way!!!
Gingerly holding his crotch area, Grandprix battles to his feet and he too makes the slow climb from the mat, to the top rope, to the top of the cage. Grandprix faces the fans and makes a quick symbol of the cross on his chest, no doubt saying a prayer for what he is about to do. PICTURE PERFECT MOONSAULT...perfect in everyway, apart from the fact that it missed as Hawk slowly shuffled out of the way!!! Both men are now down, but there is no ten count, again in accordance with the rules of this match.
Suddenly and without warning a huge boo goes up around the arena as Scotty the Doggy (Figo) sprints down to ringside. The fans have obviously not forgiven him for his actions earlier in the evening. Scotty is still covered in blood from his match earlier and is wearing a very large head-bandage. He avoids most of the officials but Mike Chioda tries to stop him and catches a DDT for his trouble. Scotty begins to climb the cage.
Suddenly and without warning a huge cheer goes up around the arena. Here comes The Cong Man!!! Looks like he and Scotty aren¡¯t finished just yet! He too is still bloody and battered from the evening earlier war. Cong Man begins to scale the cage after Scotty. Just as Scotty is about to reach the top of the cage, the Cong Man catches him and grabs both his legs. Still holding onto Scotty, the Cong Man manages to pull himself up and turn so that he is facing the audience. Cong Man gives a quick tug and suddenly he and Scotty are falling...15 feet...14...13...12..11..10..9.8.7,6,5,4321CRASH!!! POWERBOMB FROM THE CAGE THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE!!! Jim Ross and The King barely dived out of the way in time. This is insane, these former best friends may have just destroyed each other. Medical staff come running as the fans attention turns back to the ring.
Hawk(AfroJoe) and Grandprix are on their feet, but unfortunately their legs now seem to be made of rubber. A series of wild punches between the two ensues, which Hawk seems to be getting the better of. With Grandprix stunned, Hawk grabs him in a front face-lock...BRAINBUSTER!!! Hawk makes the cover; surely that¡¯s it for Grandprix?
1
2
LEFT SHOULDER UP!!!
What resilience from Grandprix!!!
More booing fills the arena, as barely seconds after Cong Man and Scotty The Doggy where wheeled out of the arena on stretchers, here comes Stone Edge (Jericho 15)! What on earth does he want?!? Stone Edge goes to the front row and grabs a chair. He throws it over the cage and into the ring!!! Either by fantastic aim or by sheer luck, the chair land on the fallen Grandprix!!! Hawk stands over Grandprix pointing a laughing at him. CLANG!!! The next chair hits Hawk on the back of the head. Stone Edge apparently has a scarily good aim when throwing chairs!
As suddenly as he arrived, Stone Edge leaves...what was that all about? After a couple of seconds of nothing happening, Hawk (AfroJoe) and Grandprix finally begin to stir. As they make their way slowly back to their feet, both are now armed with a steel chair, courtesy of Stone Edge. Both men back up now, overhead chair swings meet each other in the centre to the sound of a large clang. Roundhouse chair swings now...Hawk¡¯s chair flies out of his hands...CLANG! Grandprix lays out Hawk with a devastating chair shot! Hawk might be out cold! Grandprix begins to climb the cage...he wants out and he wants the title belt.
BUT WAIT!!! What now??? Is this match going to set a world record for the number of people interfering??? Here come the Elements!!! Mouldy Cheese and Jetster proceed to lay out all the ringside officials as Reaver (Ant) makes his way to the door with a huge bunch of keys. The fans are booing their loudest as Reaver removes all the padlocks from the door. He stops to pose for a moment and soak up the hatred of the crowd before the elements make their exit.
Hawk (AfroJoe) is now crawling towards the open door, as Grandprix has reached the top of the cage directly above the door. Hawk reaches the door...he¡¯s going to crawl his way to victory!!! His head is out the door...now his arm...he just needs to drop down...
...
and¡
...
CLANG!!!
Grandprix reaches down a shuts the door right in Hawk¡¯s face!!!
That stopped Hawk dead in his tracks as he was on the verge of retaining the title!!!
An exhausted Grandprix lowers himself down the outside of the cage before slumpin to the floor.
The crowd falls silent for a moment, before it hits them...
new champ.
New Champ.
NEW F¡¯N CHAMP!!!
¡°Ladies and Gentlemen, Your winner...and NEW CAW Heavyweight champion...GRANDPRIX!!!¡±
Grandprix has done it, he¡¯s fulfilled his dream!!!
The locker room empties of Face¡¯s as the all run down to the ring to congratulate Grandprix.
As the camera¡¯s fade out, Grandprix is up on their shoulders with the belt in one hand and a cold beverage in the other.
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Congratulations Grandprix
Commiserations AfroJoe
Hope you all liked reading this as much as I liked writing it.
Thank You and Goodnight.
Somehow...
Yeah, I reckon Grandprix has certainly been next in line as champ...now to just get him a free game, somehow. {:)
A few notes from me...
1. It was really hard to choose a winner for this one as Hawk has been a great champ, but in the end I felt GPs time has come. I hadn't even realised that made him a grand slammer.
2. I needed someone from the CAW roster to throw those chairs, so just picked someone at random.
3. It was only when i stopped writing that I realised how long this match had become.
1. It was really hard to choose a winner for this one as Hawk has been a great champ, but in the end I felt GPs time has come. I hadn't even realised that made him a grand slammer.
2. I needed someone from the CAW roster to throw those chairs, so just picked someone at random.
3. It was only when i stopped writing that I realised how long this match had become.
Woaaaahhhhh!! Top match! Had me on the edge of my seat all the way through! Great! Stone Edge has amazing accuracy in throwing chairs, huh?! Not even I knew that! Wow! Shame he's now injured so no-one will know why he did that for a while... The injury and time off needed is indefinite but he should be back within a month! :D
New champion! I really thought Hawk was going to retain for some unknown reason so I was quite surprised! :D Nice ending!
Well done to Congie and also the new champ, Grandprix! :)
New champion! I really thought Hawk was going to retain for some unknown reason so I was quite surprised! :D Nice ending!
Well done to Congie and also the new champ, Grandprix! :)
Great match, there. That powerbomb was amazing but Stone Edge and his chair throwing skills, that made me laugh. Well done, Grandprix, unlucky AJ and Reaver :P
Super Duper match Congie. Loved it, it was a classic wrestling matchup with the typical faces appearing to try and sabotage the match. Nice One.
Like Grandprix, I too liked the countdown of feet with the Powerbomb from way up on the Cage. That was Cool...Even though I was on the recieving end... Grr :)
Well done Grandprix, unlucky JoeFro, but you've certainly have had a long reign.
Like Grandprix, I too liked the countdown of feet with the Powerbomb from way up on the Cage. That was Cool...Even though I was on the recieving end... Grr :)
Well done Grandprix, unlucky JoeFro, but you've certainly have had a long reign.
Wow, after almost half a year Hawk (AfroJoe) has been dethroned as CAW World Champion! Grandprix man, you deserve a celebration topic of your own, feel free to do whatever you want. :D
Fantastic match, really kept me on the edge of my seat. Stone Edge throwing the chairs was great, and why did he do it? The ending was my favourite part, I can just imagine Grandprix leaning over and SMASH! Hawk is down and out, and we have a new champion.
And Grandprix's correct in two things. One, he is the first ever SRW grand-slammer. And two...oh dear. Reaver isn't happy. Go and read the "Backstage at SRW" topic if you don't know why.
I'm very busy tonight and won't be around but when everyone has read this match there will be a couple of new topics - a Reaver promo and also a topic concerning the grand slammer. {:)
Congrats to Grandprix, and to Congie of course.
Fantastic match, really kept me on the edge of my seat. Stone Edge throwing the chairs was great, and why did he do it? The ending was my favourite part, I can just imagine Grandprix leaning over and SMASH! Hawk is down and out, and we have a new champion.
And Grandprix's correct in two things. One, he is the first ever SRW grand-slammer. And two...oh dear. Reaver isn't happy. Go and read the "Backstage at SRW" topic if you don't know why.
I'm very busy tonight and won't be around but when everyone has read this match there will be a couple of new topics - a Reaver promo and also a topic concerning the grand slammer. {:)
Congrats to Grandprix, and to Congie of course.
From Scotty and Cong Man's fall from the top of the Cage, to Hawk's neck-shattering Brainbuster, to Stone Edge and his frightening accuracy in chair-throwing, to the appearence of almost everyone that has come into contact with either of these men for the past six months, right through to the title changing hands in such a manner, that match was brilliant!
I'm not at all bothered that Hawk lost the title, as he's held it for a lot longer than I expected he would, and any wrestler would be happy to go out like that, I'm sure.
Well done Congy, well done Grandprix. Now can we have another 6-man HIAC so I can win it back again? :-D
I'm not at all bothered that Hawk lost the title, as he's held it for a lot longer than I expected he would, and any wrestler would be happy to go out like that, I'm sure.
Well done Congy, well done Grandprix. Now can we have another 6-man HIAC so I can win it back again? :-D
WOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!!! Grandprix is the champ and that makes me the first ever grand slammer!!! The interference was crazy. The entire CAW locker room appeared I think. :D
My favourite bits was the countdown of feet from when Cong Man and Scotty fell through the announcers table and Stone Edge's accuracy at throwing chairs!
Fantastic! I thought this would be the hardest to win and it sure was. Loved the match. Now it's time to enforce what Reaver said... :D
My favourite bits was the countdown of feet from when Cong Man and Scotty fell through the announcers table and Stone Edge's accuracy at throwing chairs!
Fantastic! I thought this would be the hardest to win and it sure was. Loved the match. Now it's time to enforce what Reaver said... :D
Sorry it's a bit early...but I'm on a short holiday until monday, so I won't be around. If you don't want to read it until main event time, click the back button now.
CAW Heavyweight title ¨C Cage Match
Hawk (AfroJoe) Vs Grandprix
Written by Cong Man
As we return from a break here at SRW Free-Fall, footage is airing, hyping the feud that has been raging in recent weeks between CAW Champion Hawk and challenger Grandprix
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Last week on Eclipse, Hawk pinned Grandprix:
"Hawk (AfroJoe) throws the chair out of the ring, picks up the lifeless Grandprix, AND NAILS THE HAWK SCREWDRIVER! THAT¨ˆS GOTTA BE ALL!
He covers Grandprix, but they¨ˆre not even the legal men! The referee is too dazed to care though, and instead just makes the count©¼1©¼2©¼
3! It¨ˆs all over!"
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And now, he emerges at ringside to rub more salt into the wounds.
*Hawk's music hits* and out comes the CAW World Champion! Hawk makes his way down to ringside to strong booing, but he turns away from it; he's used to this.
Hawk picks up a microphone from ringside and climbs up the steel stairs, through the ropes and into the ring. He puts the microphone to his mouth, but before he can even begin, he stops, as the crowd have begun to chant at him. "Ha-awk sucks! Ha-awk sucks!" Hawk ignores them, and starts talking. "Grandprix!" he starts, "I'm excited about what's going to happen between us this week at Freefall. I can sense we're going to put on a great match. I can also sense that, at the end of the match, your body will be lying in a crumpled heap on the mat. I will have destroyed you; you will have fallen from a high height, you skin will have been mashed in metal, and I will be the one having escaped; that's right Grandprix, at Freefall, we'll be battling in a CAGE MATCH!"
The crowd begin to cheer, but possibly not because of this announcement, but because Grandprix is making his way out from under the TitanTron, microphone in hand. "So, Hawk, you've chosen the stipulation. Well done. I thought you'd find it quite hard to do, what with your IQ being as it is..." Hawk seems furious at this statement, but isn't given the chance to retaliate. "...and also, well done on something else. You've chosen the perfect match that'll allow me to not only completely kick the crap out of you, but it matches the name Freefall perfectly; and you'll certainly be in freefall... but only for a couple of seconds. Then you'll go.... splat." Grandprix laughs, as his music hits, and he walks to the backstage, leaving Hawk fuming in the ring.
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Howard Finkel stands in the centre of the ring. ¡°Ladies and Gentlemen. The following contest is a cage match!¡± Howard pauses as the arena goes dark. Suddenly the menacing tones of Canadian band ¡®Godspeed You Black Emporor!¡¯s¡± masterpiece ¡°The Seventh Day¡± fills the arena. Spotlight¡¯s focus on the fifteen foot steel cage, which is being lowered into position. Finkel continues regardless. ¡°At the request of CAW commissioner Reaver, this match will be competed under classic cage match rules. That means that pin-falls and submissions DO NOT COUNT. Upon the two competitors entering the steel cage, the door will be locked shut. The only way to win this contest is to scale the cage and be the first man to touch the arena floor.¡±
The sound of an over-revved, high-powered engine fills the arena as Grandprix, the challenger, emerges from beneath the Freeola-Tron. Grandprix drives his Formula one car down to ringside, before hopping out and into the ring. Here he stands and removes first his helmet, then his gloves and finally his overalls, revealing some chequered flag design tights underneath. Chris Jericho would be proud! Grandprix opens the cage door and steps into the ring. If ever a man held his own destiny in his hands, it is GP at this moment.
As Grandprix¡¯s music fades away, the sound of a raven squawking fills the arena, followed by music first made famous by Raven. The CAW heavyweight champion, Hawk (AfroJoe) makes his way down the ramp. The title belt is slung over his shoulder. Hawk has his game face on tonight and looks about as intense as anyone in the storied history of SRW. As Hawk enters the cage, officials move quickly to padlock the cage door in several places.
So, here it is, the moment that this jam packed crowd have been waiting all night for, you can cut the anticipation with a knife as Grandprix and Hawk move out of their respective corners toward the centre of the ring, where senior referee Earl Hebner presents them with the title belt and some instructions...something about wanting a good clean fight. Yeah, right.
Earl Hebner calls for the bell and this one is underway, the heat surrounding this match, the hype, the build-up, it all now comes down to just two men, one on one in the centre of the ring. Hawk raises both arms aloft; he wants to start this one with a test of strength! Grandprix looks dubious, but eventually locks up. Grandprix shouldn¡¯t have the advantage here, but he manages to power down the massive Hawk. Hawk stays on his feet though, with perhaps the most impressive bridge I¡¯ve ever seen...he powers back up...kick to the stomach! Hawk kicks GP in the stomach to gain an unfair advantage! GP doubles over, Hawk releases his grip on Grandprix¡¯s hands...DDT...no! Grandprix uses his leg to hook Hawk¡¯s leg, thus blocking the move, northern lights suplex! Great reversal from Grandprix, he bridges for the pin...1...but Hawk reaches across and whacks Grandprix in the stomach, breaking up the pin.
As Grandprix recovers from the blow, Hawk gets to his feet, but stands with his hands on his hips, looks like he¡¯s been winded early on in this match. Grandprix spots this and takes advantage...he runs towards Hawk...sunset flip!1...2...But Hawk pushes off his back and grabs Grandprix¡¯s legs...1...2...Grandprix flips Hawk back into a pinning position, with his own feet now on the ground...1...2...Hawk powers out sending Grandprix straight into the steel cage, Grandprix staggers back towards Hawk...Samoan Drop! Hawk lies on top...1...2...Grandprix hooks both arms, and rolls Hawk on to his shoulders...1...2...Kick out!!! What a series of near falls!!!
Both men back to their feet now, Hawk recovers fastest and Irish whips Grandprix...no...reversed...Hawk crashes face first into the steel cage!!! Grandprix immediately goes to the other side of the ring. He motions with his arms towards Hawk...he wants him to get up! Hawk slowly uses the ropes to help himself back to his feet. Grandprix sprints across the ring...FINISH LI...NO!!! Hawk ducks...NECKBREAKER!!! Hawk grabbed Grandprix¡¯s neck as he went past and dropped him right down!!!
Hawk quickly makes his way to the corner, where he goes up to the second turnbuckle...fist drop from the second turnbuckle, as Hawk steals a page from Jerry ¡®The King¡¯ Lawler¡¯s playbook. Hawk now goes for the cover...1...2...Kick out! The challenger is not going to give up quite that easily! Hawk drags a tiring Grandprix back to his feet and shoves his head between his legs! (Not like that) Hawk drags his thumb across his throat signalling that this one is over...In one swift motion, Grandprix is up on his shoulders...POWERB...NO!...COUNTERED!!! HURRICANRANA!!! Grandprix hooks Hawk¡¯s legs on the way down...1...2...KICK OUT!!!
Grandprix beginning to look a little frustrated now, Hawk kicked out with such force that it sent GP halfway across the ring! Grandprix hurries back over to where Hawk is...and gets caught with a LOW BLOW!!! Remember that¡¯s legal in this environment, where the only way to win is to escape the cage! Grandprix doubles over and crashes to the canvas. Hawk is going to the top rope...Hawk stands on the top ropes, but then looks at the top of the cage. As the fans cheer his bravery, Hawk climbs from the top rope to the top of the cage. Hawk doesn¡¯t look comfortable up there at all. Here he comes anyway though, Hawk leaps off the cage...ELBOW DROP!!! But it misses the mark! Grandprix rolled out of the way!!!
Gingerly holding his crotch area, Grandprix battles to his feet and he too makes the slow climb from the mat, to the top rope, to the top of the cage. Grandprix faces the fans and makes a quick symbol of the cross on his chest, no doubt saying a prayer for what he is about to do. PICTURE PERFECT MOONSAULT...perfect in everyway, apart from the fact that it missed as Hawk slowly shuffled out of the way!!! Both men are now down, but there is no ten count, again in accordance with the rules of this match.
Suddenly and without warning a huge boo goes up around the arena as Scotty the Doggy (Figo) sprints down to ringside. The fans have obviously not forgiven him for his actions earlier in the evening. Scotty is still covered in blood from his match earlier and is wearing a very large head-bandage. He avoids most of the officials but Mike Chioda tries to stop him and catches a DDT for his trouble. Scotty begins to climb the cage.
Suddenly and without warning a huge cheer goes up around the arena. Here comes The Cong Man!!! Looks like he and Scotty aren¡¯t finished just yet! He too is still bloody and battered from the evening earlier war. Cong Man begins to scale the cage after Scotty. Just as Scotty is about to reach the top of the cage, the Cong Man catches him and grabs both his legs. Still holding onto Scotty, the Cong Man manages to pull himself up and turn so that he is facing the audience. Cong Man gives a quick tug and suddenly he and Scotty are falling...15 feet...14...13...12..11..10..9.8.7,6,5,4321CRASH!!! POWERBOMB FROM THE CAGE THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE!!! Jim Ross and The King barely dived out of the way in time. This is insane, these former best friends may have just destroyed each other. Medical staff come running as the fans attention turns back to the ring.
Hawk(AfroJoe) and Grandprix are on their feet, but unfortunately their legs now seem to be made of rubber. A series of wild punches between the two ensues, which Hawk seems to be getting the better of. With Grandprix stunned, Hawk grabs him in a front face-lock...BRAINBUSTER!!! Hawk makes the cover; surely that¡¯s it for Grandprix?
1
2
LEFT SHOULDER UP!!!
What resilience from Grandprix!!!
More booing fills the arena, as barely seconds after Cong Man and Scotty The Doggy where wheeled out of the arena on stretchers, here comes Stone Edge (Jericho 15)! What on earth does he want?!? Stone Edge goes to the front row and grabs a chair. He throws it over the cage and into the ring!!! Either by fantastic aim or by sheer luck, the chair land on the fallen Grandprix!!! Hawk stands over Grandprix pointing a laughing at him. CLANG!!! The next chair hits Hawk on the back of the head. Stone Edge apparently has a scarily good aim when throwing chairs!
As suddenly as he arrived, Stone Edge leaves...what was that all about? After a couple of seconds of nothing happening, Hawk (AfroJoe) and Grandprix finally begin to stir. As they make their way slowly back to their feet, both are now armed with a steel chair, courtesy of Stone Edge. Both men back up now, overhead chair swings meet each other in the centre to the sound of a large clang. Roundhouse chair swings now...Hawk¡¯s chair flies out of his hands...CLANG! Grandprix lays out Hawk with a devastating chair shot! Hawk might be out cold! Grandprix begins to climb the cage...he wants out and he wants the title belt.
BUT WAIT!!! What now??? Is this match going to set a world record for the number of people interfering??? Here come the Elements!!! Mouldy Cheese and Jetster proceed to lay out all the ringside officials as Reaver (Ant) makes his way to the door with a huge bunch of keys. The fans are booing their loudest as Reaver removes all the padlocks from the door. He stops to pose for a moment and soak up the hatred of the crowd before the elements make their exit.
Hawk (AfroJoe) is now crawling towards the open door, as Grandprix has reached the top of the cage directly above the door. Hawk reaches the door...he¡¯s going to crawl his way to victory!!! His head is out the door...now his arm...he just needs to drop down...
...
and¡
...
CLANG!!!
Grandprix reaches down a shuts the door right in Hawk¡¯s face!!!
That stopped Hawk dead in his tracks as he was on the verge of retaining the title!!!
An exhausted Grandprix lowers himself down the outside of the cage before slumpin to the floor.
The crowd falls silent for a moment, before it hits them...
new champ.
New Champ.
NEW F¡¯N CHAMP!!!
¡°Ladies and Gentlemen, Your winner...and NEW CAW Heavyweight champion...GRANDPRIX!!!¡±
Grandprix has done it, he¡¯s fulfilled his dream!!!
The locker room empties of Face¡¯s as the all run down to the ring to congratulate Grandprix.
As the camera¡¯s fade out, Grandprix is up on their shoulders with the belt in one hand and a cold beverage in the other.
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Congratulations Grandprix
Commiserations AfroJoe
Hope you all liked reading this as much as I liked writing it.
Thank You and Goodnight.
CAW Heavyweight title ¨C Cage Match
Hawk (AfroJoe) Vs Grandprix
Written by Cong Man
As we return from a break here at SRW Free-Fall, footage is airing, hyping the feud that has been raging in recent weeks between CAW Champion Hawk and challenger Grandprix
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Last week on Eclipse, Hawk pinned Grandprix:
"Hawk (AfroJoe) throws the chair out of the ring, picks up the lifeless Grandprix, AND NAILS THE HAWK SCREWDRIVER! THAT¨ˆS GOTTA BE ALL!
He covers Grandprix, but they¨ˆre not even the legal men! The referee is too dazed to care though, and instead just makes the count©¼1©¼2©¼
3! It¨ˆs all over!"
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And now, he emerges at ringside to rub more salt into the wounds.
*Hawk's music hits* and out comes the CAW World Champion! Hawk makes his way down to ringside to strong booing, but he turns away from it; he's used to this.
Hawk picks up a microphone from ringside and climbs up the steel stairs, through the ropes and into the ring. He puts the microphone to his mouth, but before he can even begin, he stops, as the crowd have begun to chant at him. "Ha-awk sucks! Ha-awk sucks!" Hawk ignores them, and starts talking. "Grandprix!" he starts, "I'm excited about what's going to happen between us this week at Freefall. I can sense we're going to put on a great match. I can also sense that, at the end of the match, your body will be lying in a crumpled heap on the mat. I will have destroyed you; you will have fallen from a high height, you skin will have been mashed in metal, and I will be the one having escaped; that's right Grandprix, at Freefall, we'll be battling in a CAGE MATCH!"
The crowd begin to cheer, but possibly not because of this announcement, but because Grandprix is making his way out from under the TitanTron, microphone in hand. "So, Hawk, you've chosen the stipulation. Well done. I thought you'd find it quite hard to do, what with your IQ being as it is..." Hawk seems furious at this statement, but isn't given the chance to retaliate. "...and also, well done on something else. You've chosen the perfect match that'll allow me to not only completely kick the crap out of you, but it matches the name Freefall perfectly; and you'll certainly be in freefall... but only for a couple of seconds. Then you'll go.... splat." Grandprix laughs, as his music hits, and he walks to the backstage, leaving Hawk fuming in the ring.
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Howard Finkel stands in the centre of the ring. ¡°Ladies and Gentlemen. The following contest is a cage match!¡± Howard pauses as the arena goes dark. Suddenly the menacing tones of Canadian band ¡®Godspeed You Black Emporor!¡¯s¡± masterpiece ¡°The Seventh Day¡± fills the arena. Spotlight¡¯s focus on the fifteen foot steel cage, which is being lowered into position. Finkel continues regardless. ¡°At the request of CAW commissioner Reaver, this match will be competed under classic cage match rules. That means that pin-falls and submissions DO NOT COUNT. Upon the two competitors entering the steel cage, the door will be locked shut. The only way to win this contest is to scale the cage and be the first man to touch the arena floor.¡±
The sound of an over-revved, high-powered engine fills the arena as Grandprix, the challenger, emerges from beneath the Freeola-Tron. Grandprix drives his Formula one car down to ringside, before hopping out and into the ring. Here he stands and removes first his helmet, then his gloves and finally his overalls, revealing some chequered flag design tights underneath. Chris Jericho would be proud! Grandprix opens the cage door and steps into the ring. If ever a man held his own destiny in his hands, it is GP at this moment.
As Grandprix¡¯s music fades away, the sound of a raven squawking fills the arena, followed by music first made famous by Raven. The CAW heavyweight champion, Hawk (AfroJoe) makes his way down the ramp. The title belt is slung over his shoulder. Hawk has his game face on tonight and looks about as intense as anyone in the storied history of SRW. As Hawk enters the cage, officials move quickly to padlock the cage door in several places.
So, here it is, the moment that this jam packed crowd have been waiting all night for, you can cut the anticipation with a knife as Grandprix and Hawk move out of their respective corners toward the centre of the ring, where senior referee Earl Hebner presents them with the title belt and some instructions...something about wanting a good clean fight. Yeah, right.
Earl Hebner calls for the bell and this one is underway, the heat surrounding this match, the hype, the build-up, it all now comes down to just two men, one on one in the centre of the ring. Hawk raises both arms aloft; he wants to start this one with a test of strength! Grandprix looks dubious, but eventually locks up. Grandprix shouldn¡¯t have the advantage here, but he manages to power down the massive Hawk. Hawk stays on his feet though, with perhaps the most impressive bridge I¡¯ve ever seen...he powers back up...kick to the stomach! Hawk kicks GP in the stomach to gain an unfair advantage! GP doubles over, Hawk releases his grip on Grandprix¡¯s hands...DDT...no! Grandprix uses his leg to hook Hawk¡¯s leg, thus blocking the move, northern lights suplex! Great reversal from Grandprix, he bridges for the pin...1...but Hawk reaches across and whacks Grandprix in the stomach, breaking up the pin.
As Grandprix recovers from the blow, Hawk gets to his feet, but stands with his hands on his hips, looks like he¡¯s been winded early on in this match. Grandprix spots this and takes advantage...he runs towards Hawk...sunset flip!1...2...But Hawk pushes off his back and grabs Grandprix¡¯s legs...1...2...Grandprix flips Hawk back into a pinning position, with his own feet now on the ground...1...2...Hawk powers out sending Grandprix straight into the steel cage, Grandprix staggers back towards Hawk...Samoan Drop! Hawk lies on top...1...2...Grandprix hooks both arms, and rolls Hawk on to his shoulders...1...2...Kick out!!! What a series of near falls!!!
Both men back to their feet now, Hawk recovers fastest and Irish whips Grandprix...no...reversed...Hawk crashes face first into the steel cage!!! Grandprix immediately goes to the other side of the ring. He motions with his arms towards Hawk...he wants him to get up! Hawk slowly uses the ropes to help himself back to his feet. Grandprix sprints across the ring...FINISH LI...NO!!! Hawk ducks...NECKBREAKER!!! Hawk grabbed Grandprix¡¯s neck as he went past and dropped him right down!!!
Hawk quickly makes his way to the corner, where he goes up to the second turnbuckle...fist drop from the second turnbuckle, as Hawk steals a page from Jerry ¡®The King¡¯ Lawler¡¯s playbook. Hawk now goes for the cover...1...2...Kick out! The challenger is not going to give up quite that easily! Hawk drags a tiring Grandprix back to his feet and shoves his head between his legs! (Not like that) Hawk drags his thumb across his throat signalling that this one is over...In one swift motion, Grandprix is up on his shoulders...POWERB...NO!...COUNTERED!!! HURRICANRANA!!! Grandprix hooks Hawk¡¯s legs on the way down...1...2...KICK OUT!!!
Grandprix beginning to look a little frustrated now, Hawk kicked out with such force that it sent GP halfway across the ring! Grandprix hurries back over to where Hawk is...and gets caught with a LOW BLOW!!! Remember that¡¯s legal in this environment, where the only way to win is to escape the cage! Grandprix doubles over and crashes to the canvas. Hawk is going to the top rope...Hawk stands on the top ropes, but then looks at the top of the cage. As the fans cheer his bravery, Hawk climbs from the top rope to the top of the cage. Hawk doesn¡¯t look comfortable up there at all. Here he comes anyway though, Hawk leaps off the cage...ELBOW DROP!!! But it misses the mark! Grandprix rolled out of the way!!!
Gingerly holding his crotch area, Grandprix battles to his feet and he too makes the slow climb from the mat, to the top rope, to the top of the cage. Grandprix faces the fans and makes a quick symbol of the cross on his chest, no doubt saying a prayer for what he is about to do. PICTURE PERFECT MOONSAULT...perfect in everyway, apart from the fact that it missed as Hawk slowly shuffled out of the way!!! Both men are now down, but there is no ten count, again in accordance with the rules of this match.
Suddenly and without warning a huge boo goes up around the arena as Scotty the Doggy (Figo) sprints down to ringside. The fans have obviously not forgiven him for his actions earlier in the evening. Scotty is still covered in blood from his match earlier and is wearing a very large head-bandage. He avoids most of the officials but Mike Chioda tries to stop him and catches a DDT for his trouble. Scotty begins to climb the cage.
Suddenly and without warning a huge cheer goes up around the arena. Here comes The Cong Man!!! Looks like he and Scotty aren¡¯t finished just yet! He too is still bloody and battered from the evening earlier war. Cong Man begins to scale the cage after Scotty. Just as Scotty is about to reach the top of the cage, the Cong Man catches him and grabs both his legs. Still holding onto Scotty, the Cong Man manages to pull himself up and turn so that he is facing the audience. Cong Man gives a quick tug and suddenly he and Scotty are falling...15 feet...14...13...12..11..10..9.8.7,6,5,4321CRASH!!! POWERBOMB FROM THE CAGE THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE!!! Jim Ross and The King barely dived out of the way in time. This is insane, these former best friends may have just destroyed each other. Medical staff come running as the fans attention turns back to the ring.
Hawk(AfroJoe) and Grandprix are on their feet, but unfortunately their legs now seem to be made of rubber. A series of wild punches between the two ensues, which Hawk seems to be getting the better of. With Grandprix stunned, Hawk grabs him in a front face-lock...BRAINBUSTER!!! Hawk makes the cover; surely that¡¯s it for Grandprix?
1
2
LEFT SHOULDER UP!!!
What resilience from Grandprix!!!
More booing fills the arena, as barely seconds after Cong Man and Scotty The Doggy where wheeled out of the arena on stretchers, here comes Stone Edge (Jericho 15)! What on earth does he want?!? Stone Edge goes to the front row and grabs a chair. He throws it over the cage and into the ring!!! Either by fantastic aim or by sheer luck, the chair land on the fallen Grandprix!!! Hawk stands over Grandprix pointing a laughing at him. CLANG!!! The next chair hits Hawk on the back of the head. Stone Edge apparently has a scarily good aim when throwing chairs!
As suddenly as he arrived, Stone Edge leaves...what was that all about? After a couple of seconds of nothing happening, Hawk (AfroJoe) and Grandprix finally begin to stir. As they make their way slowly back to their feet, both are now armed with a steel chair, courtesy of Stone Edge. Both men back up now, overhead chair swings meet each other in the centre to the sound of a large clang. Roundhouse chair swings now...Hawk¡¯s chair flies out of his hands...CLANG! Grandprix lays out Hawk with a devastating chair shot! Hawk might be out cold! Grandprix begins to climb the cage...he wants out and he wants the title belt.
BUT WAIT!!! What now??? Is this match going to set a world record for the number of people interfering??? Here come the Elements!!! Mouldy Cheese and Jetster proceed to lay out all the ringside officials as Reaver (Ant) makes his way to the door with a huge bunch of keys. The fans are booing their loudest as Reaver removes all the padlocks from the door. He stops to pose for a moment and soak up the hatred of the crowd before the elements make their exit.
Hawk (AfroJoe) is now crawling towards the open door, as Grandprix has reached the top of the cage directly above the door. Hawk reaches the door...he¡¯s going to crawl his way to victory!!! His head is out the door...now his arm...he just needs to drop down...
...
and¡
...
CLANG!!!
Grandprix reaches down a shuts the door right in Hawk¡¯s face!!!
That stopped Hawk dead in his tracks as he was on the verge of retaining the title!!!
An exhausted Grandprix lowers himself down the outside of the cage before slumpin to the floor.
The crowd falls silent for a moment, before it hits them...
new champ.
New Champ.
NEW F¡¯N CHAMP!!!
¡°Ladies and Gentlemen, Your winner...and NEW CAW Heavyweight champion...GRANDPRIX!!!¡±
Grandprix has done it, he¡¯s fulfilled his dream!!!
The locker room empties of Face¡¯s as the all run down to the ring to congratulate Grandprix.
As the camera¡¯s fade out, Grandprix is up on their shoulders with the belt in one hand and a cold beverage in the other.
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Congratulations Grandprix
Commiserations AfroJoe
Hope you all liked reading this as much as I liked writing it.
Thank You and Goodnight.