Post by Admin on Mar 15, 2021 5:59:01 GMT
The stage has been set, no like literally. Tony has brought Cheap Pops to a local theatre for his biggest show yet. You can tell this means a lot because the JC Penney clearance rack suit he usually is on has actually been dry cleaned….or ironed. Either way he looks better than usual, he might even be sober.
He stands at the entrance of the Theatre watching the talent that he underpays walk his blue carpet. The red was pricey. He got this one from a blockbuster when they closed. Quite the idea to make the moment feel bigger. For some? It might be as big as it gets. Some like Naty, who has Championship opportunity tonight…. and yet is also wearing a shirt with an airbrushed bikini on it. Tony’s admiration then turns to B- fucking Bembe is dressed like a cat? That doesn’t make any fucking se- did Averie just hug Baba? Suddenly Tony feels more like a principal in a high school sitcom. At least there’s no Zack Morr- OH MY GOD Santana just called a reporter a bitch.
TONY: Oh-kay I need to check on the pyro anyways.
D-did he say? But like… inside? Either way this whole situation will probably turn out worse than Connors attempt to smile. Hopefully not worse than that Great White concert. (Google it)
WOMAN: Tony, I presume?
Any woman walking up to Tony and asking if he’s him at this point usually ends in legal papers being handed to him or a complaint about the way Zeke Davis tweeted at them. This woman had a headset on and a clipboard with her.
TONY: It depends.
WOMAN: Opening night Jitters? I used to get those too. There was this time that CATS came to town and I-
Tony put his hand up and is slowly shaking his head.
TONY: I don’t care. Who are you?
WOMAN: I’m your assigned stage manager. To make sure everything runs smoothly.
Her bright smile and extended hand accompanied her pleasantries but Tony just starts laughing.
TONY: SM-SM-SMOOTHLY?!
He can barely get words out between his laughs. He opens his coat jacket and offers the woman a sip of his flask. She declines and Tony Can't help but keep laughing as he walks away.
So much for that sober part.
On his way backstage his laugh immediately dissipates as his flask gets ripped from his hands.
SANTANA: TONY RUSSO S-S-SANTANA WANNA GO ON FIRST TONY RUSSO
that was a loooooong drink from that flask
TONY: Santana, you’re an attraction. If you go on first then-
SANTANA: IM GOIN ON FIRST TONY RUSSO
WOMAN: Actually….
Oh god she followed Tony like his shadow.
WOMAN: Ben and Uriel are going on first
SANTANA: YOU AINT TOLD ME YOU GOTTA WIFE TONY RUSSO. MISSES RUSSO IM GOIN ON FIRST
WOMAN: I’m actually just the sta-
SANTANA: DOES IT LOOK LIKE SANTANA CARE WHERE YOU FROM? DO I LOOK LIKE A DNA WEBSITE? TONY LISTEN
A drunk Santana stumbles into Russo and Tony practically has to catch him.
SANTANA: TONY LEMME TELL YOU A SECRET
TONY: Yo-you’re not whispering Sant-
SANTANA: I SLASHED BENS TIRES TONY.
Taking the flask back from Santana, Russo tilts his head back for a strong one.
SANTANA: AND I BEAT UP A MERMAID IN TIMES SQUARE.
WOMAN: Why…. why would you do that?
SANTANA: AINT YOU EVER SEEN LITTLE MERMAID? THAT BITCH URIEL. I GOT HER ASS IN THE STREET
WOMAN: Oh- oh my god.
SANTANA: IM GOIN ON FIRST
Tony puts his hand on the stage managers shoulder.
TONY: Change the card around. He’s going on first.
SANTANA: MY MAN!
Santana stumbles away backstage as people begin to pour in. Okay maybe not “pour in” but there’s a decent a crowd. Plus the acoustics will make it louder than it seems. Before the show Jersey Jim’s daughter sang the national anthem and it was …. a performance. Yeah, let’s stick with that.
Welp, here goes nothing. Santana stumbles out from behind the curtain as the people in the velvet red seats look at him more as if this was a side show than an actual wrestling event. Santana ticks himself behind the curtains as he waits for Hatchet to come out and he blindsides Him. Now normally? A blindside from Santana would probably be a lot worse, but let’s be honest the man is fucking drunk. A$hley was shocked at first that it happened, hell she might’ve jumped in. But to be honest after she saw it going down Hatchet had it handled. He threw Santana down on the play stage and looked at him sideways before telling A$h they should just bounce.
But Santana ain’t letting that happen. He pulls Hatchet by the hair and starts firing off shots, but again Hatchet fights him off and discards of him.
HATCHET: you a bitch for this shit! You HEAR me? A bitch. Fight me like a fucking man. Not a drunk uncle a family reunion.
Santana smiles and stumbles to his feet
SANTANA: FAMILY?! AINT NOBODY LOVE YOU CYCLOPS ONE EYE HAVIN MOTHAFUCKA
Hatchet grins and charges in and they fight their way to the ring where the referee can finally start the match. Hatchet dominates Santana early, it’s pretty clear Santana overestimated what his BAC could be at for him to wrestle. Not that he’s usually completely sober? But this time he’s over done it. Santana does fire back with that drunk punchers chance and backs Hatchet into a corner. He’s got his head down just swinging like a mad man. Hatchet is able to cover up for the most part, but he manages to shove Santana away and takes his eyes creating separation so he can run and throw a knee putting Santana down. Santana did manage to split Hatchets lip, and he wipes the blood with a smirk.
Hatchet keeps begging Santana to stand up before sending him back down with a punch that bloodies Santana. Now they’re even, and when Santana stands up he throws a nasty headbutt that rocks Hatchet, but not enough to put him down. Hatchet throws one right back and they both fall. The fans that don’t usually watch Cheap Pops still don’t know what to make of this, but they’re about to see it up close as Hatchet clothes lines Santana over the top rope and follows with him. On the stage Hatchet begs Santana to throw punches, and keeps ducking them and moving like a pro boxer. Santana is swinging wildly and spinning losing his balance. Hatchet hits a spinning back fist and Santana is KTFO AND FALLS OFF THE STAGE and into the people in the first row who for some reason are wearing ponchos like this was a Gallagher show. Well it ain’t watermelon all over them, it’s one half of the Death Merchants.
REFEREE: NINE!
What the fuck?! Hatchet slides back into the ring real quick
REFEREE: TENN!!
The referee calls for the bell and Hatchet shoots a death glare at Russo who throws his hands up in the air.
Another match with Santana and another result Hatchet doesn’t approve of. He’s pissed m, A$hley backs the referee into a corner and asks what that was all about, but he said he was just following the rules given to him. Hatchet looks down on Santana who is trying to sit up and shakes his head walking away.
TONY: WHAT WAS THAT?!
Russo looks over to his stage manager and the woman is checking off boxes in her clipboard.
WOMAN: What? I looked up the rules of a professional wrestling match and gave the referee the rules
TONY: THAT IS SANTANA! Y-you don’t just COUNT Santana out!
WOMAN: that man is a social pariah
TONY: HE-HES SAN. TAN. NA. He’s going to be pissed. He’s gunna be so pissed he-
WOMAN: he’s stealing popcorn from the audience right now. He just kicked a woman out of her seat.
It’s true. A bloodied and drunk Santana is sitting in the seat and a woman is telling one of the ushers about it. The usher asks him to leave and he said not until Tony pays him.
TONY: I’ll take care of it. Jus- just don’t. Don't do it again. Okay?
Tony’s non biological nephew waves to the crowd who takes photos and cheers as they see the man who just saved a woman from getting murdered on the blue carpet. Zeke? Eh. Not so much. He tells everyone how he’s gunna be a dad, he even shows the referee. TUT and Zeke feel each other out in the beginning, TUT clearly the stronger of the two but Zeke uses his speed to get himself out of trouble a couple times. He also took time to lay across top of the turnbuckle in the corner and baited TUT in. Allowing Zeke to use the ropes and sunset flip pin TUT for a quick one count. It was worth a chance, he shrugs and laughs. TUT comes charging in again and this time nearly takes Zeke’s head off. Not immediately following it up was a mistake because Zeke was able to hit a quick enzigurri and send TUT outside. They both end up on the stage when Zeke hits a suicide dive.
Everything sounds a thousand times worse because of the acoustics on the stage, which explains why there was a collective ‘oooooh’ when Zeke tried a flip Senton from the apron and TUT caught him and Powerbombed him on the apron. He only gets a 2 count for his efforts tho, After an Irish whip into the ropes and ducking a clothesline Zeke hit a moonsault and another two count. Standing moonsault . 2 count. Maybe one more ti- knees up and TUT is stalking Zeke now looking for a spe-NO! Zeke dodges it and TUT hits the corner shoulder first. Zeke rolls him up holding the trunks and TUT kicks out at 2! He’s arguing with the ref that it was a thre- SPEAR! TUT hits a spear! He covers Zeke but only gets 2 again!
TUT heads to the opposite corner of the ring amd waits for Zeke to get up he’s gunna hit the TNT the sprinting European uppercu- NO! Zeke drop kicks TUTs knees out and he hits face first. Zeke hits a Snap DDT with a huge grin on his face. Zeke stumbles to the corner and climbs up slowly but determined as he wastes no time getting the top and the camera phones are all out because his forbid people experience anything without taking a video of it and posting it on the internet. Zeke backflips in mid air perfectly executing a shooting star pr- TNT! TNT! TUT HIT THE EUROPEAN UPPERCUT while Zeke was in mid air! TUT falls on top of Zeke for the three count and the win
Tony can’t wait to rush the ring and hold TUT’s hand up towards the crowd to cheer them on. Talk about a cheap pop. TUT exits the ring amd heads through the crowd, the people never saw his vicious attack on Baba at the last show. For all they know he’s a great guy, a hero even. He’s signing autographs and taking selfies with fans.
Tony couldn’t be more proud of the kid.
?: Tell ya what brother, one day he’s gunna be a star.
Tony, still peeking through the curtain, gets a large hand pat on his back. He turns to see Jersey Jim, before the baby oil.
JERSEY JIM: So, Tony brother. How we doin this tonight? Let her kick outta the leg drop and then get her with another one.
Tony pinches the top of his nose
TONY: Jim, listen. This isn’t the 80s anymore. We don’t fix matches like the territories used to. You just gotta go out there and win it.
Jim raises an eyebrow
JERSEY JIM: Brother, you’re telling me that you’re taking the chance on Natalya Zigzag being the champ?
TONY: it’s Nat- you know what? Not now Jim.
JERSEY JIM: Brother, now more than ever we need a champion the people can believe in. Do the right thing, Russo. Or else.
Of course, for some reason, Bembe had been right there getting ready for his match still dressed like a cat. When Tony turned around to watch Jim leave he sees Bembe and rolls his eyes. For a split second he tries to save face and explain himself but Tony walks away.
The fans didn’t quite know what to make of Bembe, really. They thought this was like a comedic thing, but Johnny got some cheers from teenage girls who dig bad boys. They locked up and what the fans actually got was a pretty impressive display of technical wrestling from Bembe. A lot of arm drags and arm bars. Dorn, clearly frustrated, tried to fight his way out of it like a scrum at the bar but Bembe knew just how to pick his attacks. At one point Johnny even left the ring to get a breather and Bembe pretended like he was going to suicide dive but hung in the ropes instead thinking he looked cool. Johnny flinched and Bembe let him know “you flinched, that one”
Dorn knew it too. Frat rules. He got in the ring and Bembe wound up and punched him in the shoulder, but it hurt Bembes hand more than it did Dorn’s shoulder. Johnny then made a circle with his fingers and put it below his waste. Bembe looked. Johnny told him, “that’s one” and His punch blasted Bembe to the mat. That’s where Dorn took over, ground and pound like a bar fight in Chi-town. Johnny even stood beside Bembe and chopped at his chest while he was on the mat. From there a couple suplexes and suddenly Dorn looked dominant. He wrecks Bembe throwing him around the ring and even trying to take his mask off.
Dorn wouldn’t stop there he tried a corner splash, but Bembe moved and Dorn crashed in chest first. Bembe pulled off a handspring back elbow and it looked ridiculous in the car outfit. Please don’t forget Bembe chose to wear a cat outfit that’s very odd. Bembe waited on the top turnbuckle seated for Dorn to get to his feet and hit a bulldog for a 2 count. After three drop kicks, Dorn bails again to the outside and Bembe sprints towards the ropes, but Dorn turns around he won’t be fooled agai- SPRINGBOARD TWISTING PLANCHA! Wow. Bembe slides in the ring, the fans are eating it up, Bembe starts a clap with the fans trying to urge them on but only a smattering of them oblige. Bembe runs toward the ropes again and this time it’s a sliding dropkick that nearly sends Dorn spilling over from the stage. Bembe rolls him in, but again, only a 2 count. Bembe decides to go high risk, and for the second time tonight it does not pay off to go to the top rope. Dorn ‘accidentally’ stumbles into the referee and Bembe is stuck with his legs split over the turnbuckle.
There’s a 40 something woman at Bed, Bath, and Beyond who won’t like this very much right now. Johnny apologizes to the referee sincerely in that ‘no officer I don’t know what speed I was going’ way. Johnny then climbs the ropes and hits a super plex but only gets a 2 count. Both men are spent at this point and as they each get to their feet they’re slapping one another in the face. Real petty shit. Johnny sends him off the ropes and we get a good ole fashioned hop over, clothesline duck, duck under, and slide from Bembe avoiding everything Johnny’s got and he’s still flying back and forth off the ropes but uh… Johnny isn’t delivering any strikes. Bembe is just still running at super speed and he SUPERKICK JESUS CHRIST! Johnny super kicks Bembe and he nearly backflips before hitting the mat. That’s gotta be it, Johnny covers him for the thr- NO! How many more lives does Bembe have?!
Johnny can’t believe it either, but Bembe kips up as if none of this had actually effected him and he’s been playing possum all alo- SHOT OF MALORT!!!! Johnny is done fucking around and he hooks Bembe’s leg and gets the three.
Dorn doesn’t even want his hand raised, he goes right back to pummeling Bembe and making his point proven. The referee tries to pull him off but Johnny shoved him away. Even Ms. DelSesto’s class is borderline horrified, but suddenly everyone is standing up as Santana? What? Santana emerges from behind the curtains and screams out “PLAY MY FUCKING MUSIC” and suddenly 90s hip hop that would scare the badger off any new police cadet hits the speakers and Santana comes in with a fucking steel chair and bludgeons Johnny Dorn over the back. Johnny retreats, and Bembe asks Santana if he's his dad. Santana shrugs but I’m pretty sure we can assume he’s not his dad and Bembe might have a concussion.
Behind the curtains, Russo is talking to the stage manager again
WOMAN: why does he have on one of our costumes?
Tony doesn’t have an answer, honestly.
WOMAN: wait… did you hire the homeless man we caught sleeping in the theatre?
TONY: What? No that’s Bembe… wait he was sleeping in here?
Santana emerges from the stage, dragging a lifeless Bembe with him. He stops at Tony.
SANTANA: THATS TWO APPEARANCES IN ONE NIGHT I WANT DOUBLE
WOMAN: Excuse me, Mr. Johnson? Is it? Nobody asked you to appear twice tonight.
SANTANA: TONY RUSSO WHO IS THIS BITCH?
WOMAN: Excuse me?! I went to school to learn how to man-
SANTANA: YOU WENT TO SCHOOL AN YOU AINT LEARN TO SHUT UP WHEN ADUKTS TALKING JULIE
WOMAN: My name is not Julie
SANTANA: FINE, BECKY. SANTANA NEED PAID. AND IMMA TAKE BEMBES MONEY TOO SINCE HE OUT.
BEMBE: ….can we get ice cream?
Bembe asks from the floor and all three of them look down at him before the woman storms away and Tony starts looking through his wallet.
Well, it’s the first tag team match in Cheap Pops Pro Wrestling. Which means eventually more people will be forced together to make tag teams. If Tony was smart he would’ve booked this match on Valentine’s Day, but it probably wouldn’t have taken place until the 4th of July. Regardless, people are legitimately afraid of Conor. They’re even afraid to make eye contact with Noelle because she seems like one of those damsels in cowboy movies who hits on dudes before her outlaw boyfriend comes and beats them up. Speaking of boyfriend, you have to assume at this point Baba and Averie are dating and if so we’re all wondering the same thing. When does his 90 days run out?
Averie and Noelle start and you can tell Noelle has been putting time into training with Conor. Her kicks are crisp and debilitating to Averie who has to retreat for a second. Baba gives thumbs up from the apron as she heads back in. Averie does manage to catch a kick which gets a pop from Baba but in the end she may hit with an enzigurri causing her to tag Baba in. Conor asks Noelle for the tag and he heads right in to do the same! Leg kicks and a roundhou- oh wait. Baba ducks the roundhouse and shoves Conor Into the ropes and catches him with a German Suplex on his way back. Slightly rattled, Conor refuses to back down and heads straight back in. Baba is sneaky strong. He may not be built like a brick shithouse but whatever vitamins he’s been taking from the Jersey Jim supplement website have paid off.
Now it’s Baba’s turn to kick and Conor is taken back by the strength of each kick and ducks between the ropes to get some room. He shakes it out and the two have themselves a kick off. Each kick cracks on the other mans leg and the fans oooh and aaaah and them like they’re fireworks. Baba threw a curveball and swung a tornado kick but Conor ducked and dove to make the tag to Noelle. Averie asked to tag in and of course Baba agrees. This time tho? Noelle went right for the kill as Baba was wishing Averie good luck. He’s kind of a distraction, maybe it’s just me? Noelle has Averie by the hair and whips her across the ring making sure to cut the ring in half.
Noelle puts the submission holds to good use, wearing Averie down and keeping her from the corner where Baba cheers her on and reaches to be tagged in. He did pump the crowd up by clapping and Averie broke free from Noelle, but again, she used her hair to tug her back down to the mat and drag her into the corner before throwing her head first into Conor’s boot he put up on the ropes. Baba isn’t happy and he yells out at the referee to make it fair. Conor and Noelle quick tag and use tag team offense to break Averie down, but you can’t break her spirit. She keeps fighting back even when Noelle hit a wheelbarrow Suplex into the corner she kept getting back up. Averie found herself in the corner again, but this time Noelle distracted the referee while Conor choked Averie.
BABA HAS HAD ENOUGH! He charges into the ring and shoved Noelle aside trying to get to Conor, but the referee stops him and tells him they’ll lose if he doesn’t get back to his corner. He follows the rules, but I’m telling you this mans eyes are OPEN WIDE and he’s practically growling now on the apron. The happy cheering Baba is gone, but that doesn’t stop Noelle and Conor from leaving Averie in a heap in the middle of the ring. Noelle spikes her head first with a DDT and gets a near fall. Baba didn’t even try to enter the ring, he knows Averie was going to kick out he’s just staring at Conor.
Noelle does try to set up a tornado ddt from the middle rope but Averie hits a butterfly kick square to the jaw! Suddenly she’s back in this! She’s crawling, slowly crawling as the fans cheer the under dog and she reaches up and MAKES THE T- NO! Conor pulled Baba off the apron! Averie is heartbroken she was almost there! Conor laughs and waves good bye to Averie but Baba has other plans he charges Conor and together the two of them plummet off the stage and through a table! What the hell?! Neither man is moving as Averie and Noelle both get to their feet. Noelle wastes no time, and the two women meet in the middle of the ring and start throwing bombs. Averie ducks a huge discus clothes line and SHIRANUI! That was out of nowhere Averie had the leg hooked and SHE WINS IT!
She can’t believe it! She did it! Baba evened the odds and he’s still down in the wreckage as Noelle throws a fit in the ring sweating her shoulder was up off the mat. I mean it’s not even her finishing move, she told the ref that. Really breaking the fourth wall. Averie helps Baba get up from the broken table and when he hears the news he lifts Averie up like she’s rocky balboa and parades her up and down the aisles of the Bricktown Theatre. Chivalry isn’t dead after all folks.
After the ring clears Tony Russo enters and thanks everyone for coming out and tells them that this next match will determine the Cheap Pops Pro Wrestling Champion. Russo even holds up the championship belt and shows the crowd. Surprisingly? It’s really nice. I mean for the most part this production hasn’t been too bad, but oh god here’s the “pyro” he was talking about. It’s smoke machines and those sparklers that turn in a spiral. They’re on full display for both the entrance of Naty and Jersey Jim as well
It’s been a weird road for both Jim and Naty to get here. Naty had some bumps along the way, and Jim? Well, Jim paid off a ref and lost an arm wrestling match. But nobody is wondering why he’s in this championship match. Tony needs the retro star money, BAD. The conventions. The merch. The possibilities are endless, really.
As they stand across from one another in the ring, it looks like a David vs Goliath match. The one Jim actually talks about where he slammed the gigantic dude in a stadium full of tens of
Thousands of people. Only this time he’s the giant, and Naty is the underdog. Right off the bat Jim shoves Naty back every time she tries to lock up with him and he hits an awesome flex for the fans. Naty tries to lock up agai- nope. She ducks under it and starts kicking at Jim’s bad hip! Oh she’s got the big mans weakness! She’s even throwing forearms at his hips! The most eccentric star of CPPW, which honestly is a toss up depending on the day, has Jim trying to find the nearest exit from the ring but she won’t let him. She’s got the big man down to one knee and she clothesline’s him but he doesn’t go down. This looks like a small Asian child fighting with their adoptive white dad only this doesn’t end in an awkward marriage - shout out to Woody Allen.
Naty keeps hitting the ropes and clotheslining the big man over and over and she looks tired now but she does give u- UH OH. Jim stops this one and headbutts Naty sending her retreating back into the ropes. He still struggles to get to his feet and he almost got there before Naty came firing back with a dropkick and JERSEY JIM IS DOWN!! The unthinkable! Naty tried to cover but even before the ref can get down Jim bench presses her off of him. WOW! He rolls to the ropes to get to his feet and Naty refuses to back down! She’s kicking the shit out of this old man! But Jim won’t go down, he’s determined and throws Naty away from him again. He’s trying to walk it off but it’s proving to be harder than he thought. The referee tries to step in, and he gets a very large index finger right in his face telling him no. Him is in the corner and Naty comes charging in, BUT JIM GETS A BOOT UP!
Naty staggers back and his time as she comes in Jim just walks right through the kicks gritting his teeth and wrenches in a side headlock. And I mean this headlock is DEEP. His hands are clasped together and he’s putting his weight into Naty and she struggles to keep her feet for long, eventually dropping to a knee with Jim. Now Naty starts throwing her jagged elbows into the hip of Jim and breaks the side headlock before hitting a DDT! She scrambled to try and pin him, but Jim kicks out at 1! Again he uses the ropes to get to his feet, hobbling around the ring. Naty pushes forward lifting Jim’s leg which is honestly the same size she is and hits a dragon screw leg whip! Oh god that could be it! Jim is screaming out in pain and writhing around the ring. Naty tries to keep the attack going but the referee is checking on Jim and keeping her at a distance.
She doesnt have time for that, she kicks Jim’s leg and DDTs his foot into the mat which weve all seen other wrestlers do and I wonder how that actually feels? Idk. But Naty has found a way to keep the monster off of his feet, but his size is keeping him in the game. She gets to the middle turnbuckle and hits a drop kick as Jim gets to one knee. She hits a yakuza kick and GETS A TWO COUNT! That’s close. He might be slowly breaking down, and you can see the urgency in her eyes as she spins through the Rolodex of moves she knows. She runs at Jim with a crossbody an- OH NO! HE CAUGHT HER! Jim caught Naty and she’s trying to fight free squiggling and making it impossible for him to BUT HE DOES! A RUNN- well hobbling- POWERSLAM! Oh my god well over three hundred pounds crushing Naty in the middle of the ring and we may have a new champio-NO! Naty kicks out!
SHE KICKED OUT OF THE POWERSLAM!?
Jim is irate. He’s trying to tell the referee that nobody kicks out of the running powerslam. That it’s unheard of. He looks down at her as she gets to one knee and begins hitting her with punches but she won’t go down. Jim frantically looks around the theatre like hes gunna find the answer somewhere, but Naty stands to her feet and immediately runs to the ropes and bounces off with speed hitting another drop kick to the leg of Jersey Jim. He falls to one knee again and she’s not stopping, she’s off the ropes again looking for a clothesline and Jersey Jim wobbles but he doesn’t fall down. Naty screams out in a rage and hits the ropes one more time and this time it’s a hip attack and Jersey Jim is down again! Naty covers him and gets the thr-NO! Jim kicks out again! Naty is frustrated and she lifts Jersey Jim to his feet and hooks him for a ….suplex? The RASUTO ODA?! She’s gunna try and lift Jim into a Suplex?! She’s struggling and SHES GOT JIM OFF HIS FEEEE- NO! Jim gets out and lifts Naty up to his shoulders and with one last adrenaline burst he takes a couple steps and PLANTS Naty into the mat with a SECOND Running powerslam! Jim hooks her leg
ONE
TWO
THREEEE!
Confetti falls from the tops of the Bricktown Theatre as Jersey Jim holds the championship above his head, barely able to stand. Tony Russo is in the ring and he gets on one knee in front of Naty, who is sitting in the corner watching Jim celebrate, and says something to her before patting her on the shoulder and making sure she’s okay. He then congratulates Jim as he hugs his daughter who is crying like she won the championship.
He stands at the entrance of the Theatre watching the talent that he underpays walk his blue carpet. The red was pricey. He got this one from a blockbuster when they closed. Quite the idea to make the moment feel bigger. For some? It might be as big as it gets. Some like Naty, who has Championship opportunity tonight…. and yet is also wearing a shirt with an airbrushed bikini on it. Tony’s admiration then turns to B- fucking Bembe is dressed like a cat? That doesn’t make any fucking se- did Averie just hug Baba? Suddenly Tony feels more like a principal in a high school sitcom. At least there’s no Zack Morr- OH MY GOD Santana just called a reporter a bitch.
TONY: Oh-kay I need to check on the pyro anyways.
D-did he say? But like… inside? Either way this whole situation will probably turn out worse than Connors attempt to smile. Hopefully not worse than that Great White concert. (Google it)
WOMAN: Tony, I presume?
Any woman walking up to Tony and asking if he’s him at this point usually ends in legal papers being handed to him or a complaint about the way Zeke Davis tweeted at them. This woman had a headset on and a clipboard with her.
TONY: It depends.
WOMAN: Opening night Jitters? I used to get those too. There was this time that CATS came to town and I-
Tony put his hand up and is slowly shaking his head.
TONY: I don’t care. Who are you?
WOMAN: I’m your assigned stage manager. To make sure everything runs smoothly.
Her bright smile and extended hand accompanied her pleasantries but Tony just starts laughing.
TONY: SM-SM-SMOOTHLY?!
He can barely get words out between his laughs. He opens his coat jacket and offers the woman a sip of his flask. She declines and Tony Can't help but keep laughing as he walks away.
So much for that sober part.
On his way backstage his laugh immediately dissipates as his flask gets ripped from his hands.
SANTANA: TONY RUSSO S-S-SANTANA WANNA GO ON FIRST TONY RUSSO
that was a loooooong drink from that flask
TONY: Santana, you’re an attraction. If you go on first then-
SANTANA: IM GOIN ON FIRST TONY RUSSO
WOMAN: Actually….
Oh god she followed Tony like his shadow.
WOMAN: Ben and Uriel are going on first
SANTANA: YOU AINT TOLD ME YOU GOTTA WIFE TONY RUSSO. MISSES RUSSO IM GOIN ON FIRST
WOMAN: I’m actually just the sta-
SANTANA: DOES IT LOOK LIKE SANTANA CARE WHERE YOU FROM? DO I LOOK LIKE A DNA WEBSITE? TONY LISTEN
A drunk Santana stumbles into Russo and Tony practically has to catch him.
SANTANA: TONY LEMME TELL YOU A SECRET
TONY: Yo-you’re not whispering Sant-
SANTANA: I SLASHED BENS TIRES TONY.
Taking the flask back from Santana, Russo tilts his head back for a strong one.
SANTANA: AND I BEAT UP A MERMAID IN TIMES SQUARE.
WOMAN: Why…. why would you do that?
SANTANA: AINT YOU EVER SEEN LITTLE MERMAID? THAT BITCH URIEL. I GOT HER ASS IN THE STREET
WOMAN: Oh- oh my god.
SANTANA: IM GOIN ON FIRST
Tony puts his hand on the stage managers shoulder.
TONY: Change the card around. He’s going on first.
SANTANA: MY MAN!
Santana stumbles away backstage as people begin to pour in. Okay maybe not “pour in” but there’s a decent a crowd. Plus the acoustics will make it louder than it seems. Before the show Jersey Jim’s daughter sang the national anthem and it was …. a performance. Yeah, let’s stick with that.
TONY RUSSO
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EXTRAVAGANZA
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Welp, here goes nothing. Santana stumbles out from behind the curtain as the people in the velvet red seats look at him more as if this was a side show than an actual wrestling event. Santana ticks himself behind the curtains as he waits for Hatchet to come out and he blindsides Him. Now normally? A blindside from Santana would probably be a lot worse, but let’s be honest the man is fucking drunk. A$hley was shocked at first that it happened, hell she might’ve jumped in. But to be honest after she saw it going down Hatchet had it handled. He threw Santana down on the play stage and looked at him sideways before telling A$h they should just bounce.
But Santana ain’t letting that happen. He pulls Hatchet by the hair and starts firing off shots, but again Hatchet fights him off and discards of him.
HATCHET: you a bitch for this shit! You HEAR me? A bitch. Fight me like a fucking man. Not a drunk uncle a family reunion.
Santana smiles and stumbles to his feet
SANTANA: FAMILY?! AINT NOBODY LOVE YOU CYCLOPS ONE EYE HAVIN MOTHAFUCKA
Hatchet grins and charges in and they fight their way to the ring where the referee can finally start the match. Hatchet dominates Santana early, it’s pretty clear Santana overestimated what his BAC could be at for him to wrestle. Not that he’s usually completely sober? But this time he’s over done it. Santana does fire back with that drunk punchers chance and backs Hatchet into a corner. He’s got his head down just swinging like a mad man. Hatchet is able to cover up for the most part, but he manages to shove Santana away and takes his eyes creating separation so he can run and throw a knee putting Santana down. Santana did manage to split Hatchets lip, and he wipes the blood with a smirk.
Hatchet keeps begging Santana to stand up before sending him back down with a punch that bloodies Santana. Now they’re even, and when Santana stands up he throws a nasty headbutt that rocks Hatchet, but not enough to put him down. Hatchet throws one right back and they both fall. The fans that don’t usually watch Cheap Pops still don’t know what to make of this, but they’re about to see it up close as Hatchet clothes lines Santana over the top rope and follows with him. On the stage Hatchet begs Santana to throw punches, and keeps ducking them and moving like a pro boxer. Santana is swinging wildly and spinning losing his balance. Hatchet hits a spinning back fist and Santana is KTFO AND FALLS OFF THE STAGE and into the people in the first row who for some reason are wearing ponchos like this was a Gallagher show. Well it ain’t watermelon all over them, it’s one half of the Death Merchants.
REFEREE: NINE!
What the fuck?! Hatchet slides back into the ring real quick
REFEREE: TENN!!
The referee calls for the bell and Hatchet shoots a death glare at Russo who throws his hands up in the air.
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Another match with Santana and another result Hatchet doesn’t approve of. He’s pissed m, A$hley backs the referee into a corner and asks what that was all about, but he said he was just following the rules given to him. Hatchet looks down on Santana who is trying to sit up and shakes his head walking away.
TONY: WHAT WAS THAT?!
Russo looks over to his stage manager and the woman is checking off boxes in her clipboard.
WOMAN: What? I looked up the rules of a professional wrestling match and gave the referee the rules
TONY: THAT IS SANTANA! Y-you don’t just COUNT Santana out!
WOMAN: that man is a social pariah
TONY: HE-HES SAN. TAN. NA. He’s going to be pissed. He’s gunna be so pissed he-
WOMAN: he’s stealing popcorn from the audience right now. He just kicked a woman out of her seat.
It’s true. A bloodied and drunk Santana is sitting in the seat and a woman is telling one of the ushers about it. The usher asks him to leave and he said not until Tony pays him.
TONY: I’ll take care of it. Jus- just don’t. Don't do it again. Okay?
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Tony’s non biological nephew waves to the crowd who takes photos and cheers as they see the man who just saved a woman from getting murdered on the blue carpet. Zeke? Eh. Not so much. He tells everyone how he’s gunna be a dad, he even shows the referee. TUT and Zeke feel each other out in the beginning, TUT clearly the stronger of the two but Zeke uses his speed to get himself out of trouble a couple times. He also took time to lay across top of the turnbuckle in the corner and baited TUT in. Allowing Zeke to use the ropes and sunset flip pin TUT for a quick one count. It was worth a chance, he shrugs and laughs. TUT comes charging in again and this time nearly takes Zeke’s head off. Not immediately following it up was a mistake because Zeke was able to hit a quick enzigurri and send TUT outside. They both end up on the stage when Zeke hits a suicide dive.
Everything sounds a thousand times worse because of the acoustics on the stage, which explains why there was a collective ‘oooooh’ when Zeke tried a flip Senton from the apron and TUT caught him and Powerbombed him on the apron. He only gets a 2 count for his efforts tho, After an Irish whip into the ropes and ducking a clothesline Zeke hit a moonsault and another two count. Standing moonsault . 2 count. Maybe one more ti- knees up and TUT is stalking Zeke now looking for a spe-NO! Zeke dodges it and TUT hits the corner shoulder first. Zeke rolls him up holding the trunks and TUT kicks out at 2! He’s arguing with the ref that it was a thre- SPEAR! TUT hits a spear! He covers Zeke but only gets 2 again!
TUT heads to the opposite corner of the ring amd waits for Zeke to get up he’s gunna hit the TNT the sprinting European uppercu- NO! Zeke drop kicks TUTs knees out and he hits face first. Zeke hits a Snap DDT with a huge grin on his face. Zeke stumbles to the corner and climbs up slowly but determined as he wastes no time getting the top and the camera phones are all out because his forbid people experience anything without taking a video of it and posting it on the internet. Zeke backflips in mid air perfectly executing a shooting star pr- TNT! TNT! TUT HIT THE EUROPEAN UPPERCUT while Zeke was in mid air! TUT falls on top of Zeke for the three count and the win
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Tony can’t wait to rush the ring and hold TUT’s hand up towards the crowd to cheer them on. Talk about a cheap pop. TUT exits the ring amd heads through the crowd, the people never saw his vicious attack on Baba at the last show. For all they know he’s a great guy, a hero even. He’s signing autographs and taking selfies with fans.
Tony couldn’t be more proud of the kid.
?: Tell ya what brother, one day he’s gunna be a star.
Tony, still peeking through the curtain, gets a large hand pat on his back. He turns to see Jersey Jim, before the baby oil.
JERSEY JIM: So, Tony brother. How we doin this tonight? Let her kick outta the leg drop and then get her with another one.
Tony pinches the top of his nose
TONY: Jim, listen. This isn’t the 80s anymore. We don’t fix matches like the territories used to. You just gotta go out there and win it.
Jim raises an eyebrow
JERSEY JIM: Brother, you’re telling me that you’re taking the chance on Natalya Zigzag being the champ?
TONY: it’s Nat- you know what? Not now Jim.
JERSEY JIM: Brother, now more than ever we need a champion the people can believe in. Do the right thing, Russo. Or else.
Of course, for some reason, Bembe had been right there getting ready for his match still dressed like a cat. When Tony turned around to watch Jim leave he sees Bembe and rolls his eyes. For a split second he tries to save face and explain himself but Tony walks away.
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The fans didn’t quite know what to make of Bembe, really. They thought this was like a comedic thing, but Johnny got some cheers from teenage girls who dig bad boys. They locked up and what the fans actually got was a pretty impressive display of technical wrestling from Bembe. A lot of arm drags and arm bars. Dorn, clearly frustrated, tried to fight his way out of it like a scrum at the bar but Bembe knew just how to pick his attacks. At one point Johnny even left the ring to get a breather and Bembe pretended like he was going to suicide dive but hung in the ropes instead thinking he looked cool. Johnny flinched and Bembe let him know “you flinched, that one”
Dorn knew it too. Frat rules. He got in the ring and Bembe wound up and punched him in the shoulder, but it hurt Bembes hand more than it did Dorn’s shoulder. Johnny then made a circle with his fingers and put it below his waste. Bembe looked. Johnny told him, “that’s one” and His punch blasted Bembe to the mat. That’s where Dorn took over, ground and pound like a bar fight in Chi-town. Johnny even stood beside Bembe and chopped at his chest while he was on the mat. From there a couple suplexes and suddenly Dorn looked dominant. He wrecks Bembe throwing him around the ring and even trying to take his mask off.
Dorn wouldn’t stop there he tried a corner splash, but Bembe moved and Dorn crashed in chest first. Bembe pulled off a handspring back elbow and it looked ridiculous in the car outfit. Please don’t forget Bembe chose to wear a cat outfit that’s very odd. Bembe waited on the top turnbuckle seated for Dorn to get to his feet and hit a bulldog for a 2 count. After three drop kicks, Dorn bails again to the outside and Bembe sprints towards the ropes, but Dorn turns around he won’t be fooled agai- SPRINGBOARD TWISTING PLANCHA! Wow. Bembe slides in the ring, the fans are eating it up, Bembe starts a clap with the fans trying to urge them on but only a smattering of them oblige. Bembe runs toward the ropes again and this time it’s a sliding dropkick that nearly sends Dorn spilling over from the stage. Bembe rolls him in, but again, only a 2 count. Bembe decides to go high risk, and for the second time tonight it does not pay off to go to the top rope. Dorn ‘accidentally’ stumbles into the referee and Bembe is stuck with his legs split over the turnbuckle.
There’s a 40 something woman at Bed, Bath, and Beyond who won’t like this very much right now. Johnny apologizes to the referee sincerely in that ‘no officer I don’t know what speed I was going’ way. Johnny then climbs the ropes and hits a super plex but only gets a 2 count. Both men are spent at this point and as they each get to their feet they’re slapping one another in the face. Real petty shit. Johnny sends him off the ropes and we get a good ole fashioned hop over, clothesline duck, duck under, and slide from Bembe avoiding everything Johnny’s got and he’s still flying back and forth off the ropes but uh… Johnny isn’t delivering any strikes. Bembe is just still running at super speed and he SUPERKICK JESUS CHRIST! Johnny super kicks Bembe and he nearly backflips before hitting the mat. That’s gotta be it, Johnny covers him for the thr- NO! How many more lives does Bembe have?!
Johnny can’t believe it either, but Bembe kips up as if none of this had actually effected him and he’s been playing possum all alo- SHOT OF MALORT!!!! Johnny is done fucking around and he hooks Bembe’s leg and gets the three.
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Dorn doesn’t even want his hand raised, he goes right back to pummeling Bembe and making his point proven. The referee tries to pull him off but Johnny shoved him away. Even Ms. DelSesto’s class is borderline horrified, but suddenly everyone is standing up as Santana? What? Santana emerges from behind the curtains and screams out “PLAY MY FUCKING MUSIC” and suddenly 90s hip hop that would scare the badger off any new police cadet hits the speakers and Santana comes in with a fucking steel chair and bludgeons Johnny Dorn over the back. Johnny retreats, and Bembe asks Santana if he's his dad. Santana shrugs but I’m pretty sure we can assume he’s not his dad and Bembe might have a concussion.
Behind the curtains, Russo is talking to the stage manager again
WOMAN: why does he have on one of our costumes?
Tony doesn’t have an answer, honestly.
WOMAN: wait… did you hire the homeless man we caught sleeping in the theatre?
TONY: What? No that’s Bembe… wait he was sleeping in here?
Santana emerges from the stage, dragging a lifeless Bembe with him. He stops at Tony.
SANTANA: THATS TWO APPEARANCES IN ONE NIGHT I WANT DOUBLE
WOMAN: Excuse me, Mr. Johnson? Is it? Nobody asked you to appear twice tonight.
SANTANA: TONY RUSSO WHO IS THIS BITCH?
WOMAN: Excuse me?! I went to school to learn how to man-
SANTANA: YOU WENT TO SCHOOL AN YOU AINT LEARN TO SHUT UP WHEN ADUKTS TALKING JULIE
WOMAN: My name is not Julie
SANTANA: FINE, BECKY. SANTANA NEED PAID. AND IMMA TAKE BEMBES MONEY TOO SINCE HE OUT.
BEMBE: ….can we get ice cream?
Bembe asks from the floor and all three of them look down at him before the woman storms away and Tony starts looking through his wallet.
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Well, it’s the first tag team match in Cheap Pops Pro Wrestling. Which means eventually more people will be forced together to make tag teams. If Tony was smart he would’ve booked this match on Valentine’s Day, but it probably wouldn’t have taken place until the 4th of July. Regardless, people are legitimately afraid of Conor. They’re even afraid to make eye contact with Noelle because she seems like one of those damsels in cowboy movies who hits on dudes before her outlaw boyfriend comes and beats them up. Speaking of boyfriend, you have to assume at this point Baba and Averie are dating and if so we’re all wondering the same thing. When does his 90 days run out?
Averie and Noelle start and you can tell Noelle has been putting time into training with Conor. Her kicks are crisp and debilitating to Averie who has to retreat for a second. Baba gives thumbs up from the apron as she heads back in. Averie does manage to catch a kick which gets a pop from Baba but in the end she may hit with an enzigurri causing her to tag Baba in. Conor asks Noelle for the tag and he heads right in to do the same! Leg kicks and a roundhou- oh wait. Baba ducks the roundhouse and shoves Conor Into the ropes and catches him with a German Suplex on his way back. Slightly rattled, Conor refuses to back down and heads straight back in. Baba is sneaky strong. He may not be built like a brick shithouse but whatever vitamins he’s been taking from the Jersey Jim supplement website have paid off.
Now it’s Baba’s turn to kick and Conor is taken back by the strength of each kick and ducks between the ropes to get some room. He shakes it out and the two have themselves a kick off. Each kick cracks on the other mans leg and the fans oooh and aaaah and them like they’re fireworks. Baba threw a curveball and swung a tornado kick but Conor ducked and dove to make the tag to Noelle. Averie asked to tag in and of course Baba agrees. This time tho? Noelle went right for the kill as Baba was wishing Averie good luck. He’s kind of a distraction, maybe it’s just me? Noelle has Averie by the hair and whips her across the ring making sure to cut the ring in half.
Noelle puts the submission holds to good use, wearing Averie down and keeping her from the corner where Baba cheers her on and reaches to be tagged in. He did pump the crowd up by clapping and Averie broke free from Noelle, but again, she used her hair to tug her back down to the mat and drag her into the corner before throwing her head first into Conor’s boot he put up on the ropes. Baba isn’t happy and he yells out at the referee to make it fair. Conor and Noelle quick tag and use tag team offense to break Averie down, but you can’t break her spirit. She keeps fighting back even when Noelle hit a wheelbarrow Suplex into the corner she kept getting back up. Averie found herself in the corner again, but this time Noelle distracted the referee while Conor choked Averie.
BABA HAS HAD ENOUGH! He charges into the ring and shoved Noelle aside trying to get to Conor, but the referee stops him and tells him they’ll lose if he doesn’t get back to his corner. He follows the rules, but I’m telling you this mans eyes are OPEN WIDE and he’s practically growling now on the apron. The happy cheering Baba is gone, but that doesn’t stop Noelle and Conor from leaving Averie in a heap in the middle of the ring. Noelle spikes her head first with a DDT and gets a near fall. Baba didn’t even try to enter the ring, he knows Averie was going to kick out he’s just staring at Conor.
Noelle does try to set up a tornado ddt from the middle rope but Averie hits a butterfly kick square to the jaw! Suddenly she’s back in this! She’s crawling, slowly crawling as the fans cheer the under dog and she reaches up and MAKES THE T- NO! Conor pulled Baba off the apron! Averie is heartbroken she was almost there! Conor laughs and waves good bye to Averie but Baba has other plans he charges Conor and together the two of them plummet off the stage and through a table! What the hell?! Neither man is moving as Averie and Noelle both get to their feet. Noelle wastes no time, and the two women meet in the middle of the ring and start throwing bombs. Averie ducks a huge discus clothes line and SHIRANUI! That was out of nowhere Averie had the leg hooked and SHE WINS IT!
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She can’t believe it! She did it! Baba evened the odds and he’s still down in the wreckage as Noelle throws a fit in the ring sweating her shoulder was up off the mat. I mean it’s not even her finishing move, she told the ref that. Really breaking the fourth wall. Averie helps Baba get up from the broken table and when he hears the news he lifts Averie up like she’s rocky balboa and parades her up and down the aisles of the Bricktown Theatre. Chivalry isn’t dead after all folks.
After the ring clears Tony Russo enters and thanks everyone for coming out and tells them that this next match will determine the Cheap Pops Pro Wrestling Champion. Russo even holds up the championship belt and shows the crowd. Surprisingly? It’s really nice. I mean for the most part this production hasn’t been too bad, but oh god here’s the “pyro” he was talking about. It’s smoke machines and those sparklers that turn in a spiral. They’re on full display for both the entrance of Naty and Jersey Jim as well
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It’s been a weird road for both Jim and Naty to get here. Naty had some bumps along the way, and Jim? Well, Jim paid off a ref and lost an arm wrestling match. But nobody is wondering why he’s in this championship match. Tony needs the retro star money, BAD. The conventions. The merch. The possibilities are endless, really.
As they stand across from one another in the ring, it looks like a David vs Goliath match. The one Jim actually talks about where he slammed the gigantic dude in a stadium full of tens of
Thousands of people. Only this time he’s the giant, and Naty is the underdog. Right off the bat Jim shoves Naty back every time she tries to lock up with him and he hits an awesome flex for the fans. Naty tries to lock up agai- nope. She ducks under it and starts kicking at Jim’s bad hip! Oh she’s got the big mans weakness! She’s even throwing forearms at his hips! The most eccentric star of CPPW, which honestly is a toss up depending on the day, has Jim trying to find the nearest exit from the ring but she won’t let him. She’s got the big man down to one knee and she clothesline’s him but he doesn’t go down. This looks like a small Asian child fighting with their adoptive white dad only this doesn’t end in an awkward marriage - shout out to Woody Allen.
Naty keeps hitting the ropes and clotheslining the big man over and over and she looks tired now but she does give u- UH OH. Jim stops this one and headbutts Naty sending her retreating back into the ropes. He still struggles to get to his feet and he almost got there before Naty came firing back with a dropkick and JERSEY JIM IS DOWN!! The unthinkable! Naty tried to cover but even before the ref can get down Jim bench presses her off of him. WOW! He rolls to the ropes to get to his feet and Naty refuses to back down! She’s kicking the shit out of this old man! But Jim won’t go down, he’s determined and throws Naty away from him again. He’s trying to walk it off but it’s proving to be harder than he thought. The referee tries to step in, and he gets a very large index finger right in his face telling him no. Him is in the corner and Naty comes charging in, BUT JIM GETS A BOOT UP!
Naty staggers back and his time as she comes in Jim just walks right through the kicks gritting his teeth and wrenches in a side headlock. And I mean this headlock is DEEP. His hands are clasped together and he’s putting his weight into Naty and she struggles to keep her feet for long, eventually dropping to a knee with Jim. Now Naty starts throwing her jagged elbows into the hip of Jim and breaks the side headlock before hitting a DDT! She scrambled to try and pin him, but Jim kicks out at 1! Again he uses the ropes to get to his feet, hobbling around the ring. Naty pushes forward lifting Jim’s leg which is honestly the same size she is and hits a dragon screw leg whip! Oh god that could be it! Jim is screaming out in pain and writhing around the ring. Naty tries to keep the attack going but the referee is checking on Jim and keeping her at a distance.
She doesnt have time for that, she kicks Jim’s leg and DDTs his foot into the mat which weve all seen other wrestlers do and I wonder how that actually feels? Idk. But Naty has found a way to keep the monster off of his feet, but his size is keeping him in the game. She gets to the middle turnbuckle and hits a drop kick as Jim gets to one knee. She hits a yakuza kick and GETS A TWO COUNT! That’s close. He might be slowly breaking down, and you can see the urgency in her eyes as she spins through the Rolodex of moves she knows. She runs at Jim with a crossbody an- OH NO! HE CAUGHT HER! Jim caught Naty and she’s trying to fight free squiggling and making it impossible for him to BUT HE DOES! A RUNN- well hobbling- POWERSLAM! Oh my god well over three hundred pounds crushing Naty in the middle of the ring and we may have a new champio-NO! Naty kicks out!
SHE KICKED OUT OF THE POWERSLAM!?
Jim is irate. He’s trying to tell the referee that nobody kicks out of the running powerslam. That it’s unheard of. He looks down at her as she gets to one knee and begins hitting her with punches but she won’t go down. Jim frantically looks around the theatre like hes gunna find the answer somewhere, but Naty stands to her feet and immediately runs to the ropes and bounces off with speed hitting another drop kick to the leg of Jersey Jim. He falls to one knee again and she’s not stopping, she’s off the ropes again looking for a clothesline and Jersey Jim wobbles but he doesn’t fall down. Naty screams out in a rage and hits the ropes one more time and this time it’s a hip attack and Jersey Jim is down again! Naty covers him and gets the thr-NO! Jim kicks out again! Naty is frustrated and she lifts Jersey Jim to his feet and hooks him for a ….suplex? The RASUTO ODA?! She’s gunna try and lift Jim into a Suplex?! She’s struggling and SHES GOT JIM OFF HIS FEEEE- NO! Jim gets out and lifts Naty up to his shoulders and with one last adrenaline burst he takes a couple steps and PLANTS Naty into the mat with a SECOND Running powerslam! Jim hooks her leg
ONE
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Confetti falls from the tops of the Bricktown Theatre as Jersey Jim holds the championship above his head, barely able to stand. Tony Russo is in the ring and he gets on one knee in front of Naty, who is sitting in the corner watching Jim celebrate, and says something to her before patting her on the shoulder and making sure she’s okay. He then congratulates Jim as he hugs his daughter who is crying like she won the championship.