Holiday Hijinks 12-1-13
Nov 27, 2013 8:53:39 GMT -7
Post by howardschilling on Nov 27, 2013 8:53:39 GMT -7
*Author's note: I'd be posting this on Sunday, but it's Thanksgiving week and I'm hanging a "Do Not Disturb" sign on every piece of social media I have for the next couple days.*
We pan around a SOLD OUT USF Sun Dome in Tampa as Matt Striker and John Bradshaw Layfield welcome everyone to Holiday Hijinks. JBL says that times are changing in the NWA as well as South Beach. Howard has barricaded himself inside his office for the last three days. Nobody that he knows of has seen or spoken to him but before he secluded himself he said that things wouldn't be the same after tonight.
Jay Lethal comes out for our first match and it's going to be against Jon Moxley
Match Number One: Jon Moxley vs. Jay Lethal
Moxley is one of the best thinkers in the wrestling business today, a master of psychology and he showed it early in this match. Lethal was still frustrated and hurt by CM Punk's betrayal last month and was fighting with his heart more than his head, which led him to making some mistakes that belied his experience in the squared circle. Eventually Moxley got ahead of himself and made a mistake which allowed Lethal back in the match. Lethal would fight back and have the former number one contender to the NWA World Heavyweight Championship on the ropes and signaled for a Lethal Injection when "Cult of Personality" hits and CM Punk walks out! "The Best in the World" walks down to the ring and Lethal has lost all interest in Moxley, going over to a corner to bark at his foe. Punk smirks and tells Lethal to stop worrying about him and worry about Moxley. Lethal stops yelling but only because he's trapped! Moxley hooks Lethal's arms into a chickenwing and holds him high in the air before dropping him down with a facebuster that causes Jay's head to ricochet off the top turnbuckle and snap his head back! HE BROKE HIS NECK! AS GOD AS MY WITNESS JON MOXLEY JUST BROKE JAY LETHAL'S NECK! Moxley drags Lethal to the middle of the ring and locks in the Regal Stretch! Lethal is out cold and isn't moving. The ref eventually lifts Lethal's hand in the air three times and Lethal doesn't respond. You could lift his arm a hundred times and get the same result. This one is over.
Winner: Jon Moxley
After the match Moxley smirks and leaves the ring as Punk saunters into the ring, his aura exuding confidence. Punk rolls Lethal over and grabs a mic from ringside.
Punk: Jamar, Jamar, Jamar; all you had to do was show me the respect that I deserved. You tried to take over the Straight Edge Nation while I was gone rehabbing a torn triceps and you never even asked for my permission to join the group. Lethal you didn't know your place seven years ago on the indies when you got your fat friend Samoa Joe to give you a shot at my regional title and you haven't gotten any smarter since. *Punk moves to Lethal's head and leans down* Trust me Jamar, when I'm through with you, you'll know the meaning of RESPECT.
Punk drops the mic and looks at Lethal before locking in the Anaconda Vise! DAMMIT PUNK THIS MAN IS DEFENSELESS! Punk openly laughs with a demented gleam in his eye as Lethal is turning blue in the face as USF's campus police finally get done with their doughnut break long enough to come down to the ring to remove the Second City Slimeball from Jay Lethal. Howard E. comes out to the ramp and smirks at what he sees before going to the back. No explanation, no nothing.
We go to a shot of the beautiful city of Tampa before coming back to see Jay Hatton in the ring for our next bout. "Dschinghis Khan" hits and Uhaa Nation comes out. Can we get the paramedics on speed dial for this? This isn't going to end well......
Match Number Two: Jay Hatton vs. Uhaa Nation
Yeah.....I wish I could say this was a competitive match....but it wasn't. Hatton looked like a stick figure compared to Uhaa, who tried telling Jay to leave the ring before he got hurt. Hatton responded by spitting at him. Uhaa smirked and proceeded to commence the longest squash match in South Beach history. Uhaa finished with TWO All Out Assaults and an Uhaa Combination as Ezekiel Jackson walked out to the ring during this mugging. Uhaa with the pin and the win.
Winner: Uhaa Nation
Jackson picks up Hatton and then levels him with a lariat before staring at Uhaa. Zeke grins and picks Hatton up again before destroying him with two Books of Ezekiel, which you can buy online at nwashop.com/southbeach. Jackson walks past Uhaa and bumps into him before leaving the ring. Hope Hatton has health insurance.
We go to a vignette hyping "The Granddaddy of 'em All" Starrcade; which will be live on PPV from January 12, 2014 from the heart of country music: Nashville, Tennessee. We go back inside the Sun Dome.
NWA South Beach Owner Howard E. Schilling comes out and is wearing a very nice ten thousand dollar Armani(c) suit. A sixty thousand dollar rolex watch gleams on his left wrist and he is strutting to the ring. He grabs a mic and grins at everyone in the arena.
Howard E.: My name is Howard E. Schilling, and I am the owner of NWA South Beach. *Crowd boos* You know everyone, I'm like David Stern; I take your boos and laugh at them, because like my song says I did not come here to impress you. I prefer shock and awe with my tactics. Vince Russo had the New Blood, Vince McMahon had the New Breed. Neither of them succeeded because both men were completely inept when it came to running factions. The Prophecy, The Pistols, The Group, The Straight Edge Nation, all these factions built their members up and for the most part have elevated the careers of each member. Tonight I build for the NWA's future, because after End of Days on July 6th at the American Airlines Arena in Miami, NWA SOUTH BEACH WILL close. *the crowd murmurs* That is a great truth. *Howard runs a hand over his freshly shaven chin* A Great Truth huh? That's right! Now I remembered why I'm here. It's been a month Kevin Crittenden and you haven't even made an attempt to defend yourself against my verbal onslaught, but your friend Paul over in JPP has. Paul I've noticed that your champion Ramu Endo has been spouting "GREAT TRUTHS" every single day. Her reign is at 402 days. You call that great? Bruno Sammartino looks at that title reign and calls it pedestrian. He held the World Wrestling Federation Title for 2,803 days and flew COACH for every title defense. The Fabulous Moolah, may that woman rest in peace, held the World Wrestling Federation Women's title for over TEN THOUSAND DAYS. Even if you want to count the title changes that happened in between what the WWF recognized, she still held the belt for TWO THOUSAND ONE HUNDRED THIRTEEN DAYS before losing it to Wendi Richter. Moolah looks down from Heaven and gives a hearty guffaw to your piddly little title reign. On day 381 of Ramu's title reign she claimed that the Gerald R. Ford aircraft carrier, whose flight deck is 5 acres, wouldn't have been large enough to hold her wedding reception...and I know why! You Japanese are Asia's answer to Mexico! You're small, you reproduce like rabbits, and with a few exceptions all of you fit neatly into the overhead compartments of most airlines! You Japanese are so small that I could have fit all your bridesmaids and groomsmen into my Mazda and STILL had enough room for TWO large coolers. THAT, my friends, is a Fantastic Fact!
Howard holds his hand up to the earpiece in his ear.
Howard: Excuse me folks, I've just been informed that Japan has an UNDER population problem and I apologize. All you squinty eyed, soy sauced smart asses look the same to me. Have no fear though Japan: I HAVE A WAY TO SAVE YOU! All you Jappy ladies out there listen up. Now hele is what a rant you to do: *Howard squints his eyes* Take away your man's hentai for three months. When you take away the hentai, it re-sensitizes the male organ to pleasure. Listen to me. If you do this, I promise you that it will no longer take the sight of a mutant space squid slime violating a schoolgirl in four orifices in order to get his pocky ready to play with! *Howard starts laughing as the crowd is silent* By the way, it occurs to me that I never answered your question as to why I'm taking these seemingly unprovoked shots at Kevin. Simple: I. DON'T. LIKE. HIM. That, and that bastard's been annoying me for too damn long. There. I answered your question. Happy now? Enjoy the rest of the show, and remember: *singing* It's the most wonderful time of the year.
We go QUICKLY to a recap of the final episode of South Beach TV before we come back to the ring where the South Beach TV Champ Bully Ray is in the ring and says that two weeks ago he got rid of the biggest piece of dead weight in South Beach and FINALLY started getting some respect. He says that Chris Hero wants to talk about there not being many heroes left in South Beach. If he wants to say that then come on down to the ring and prove it Super Hero. Hero goes to the ring and we have ourselves another match.
Match Number Three: NWA South Beach TV Champion Bully Ray vs. Chris Hero
Chris Hero gave a great accounting of himself in the elimination chamber and had the well seasoned Bully of the business on the ropes several times. After hitting Death is Welcome he looked for the pin but Adam Cole would come down with a chair! Cole would get in the ring and pick Bully Ray up before grinning at Chris Hero and smashing the chair over Ray's head! Ray has won this one by DQ!
Winner (via DQ) NWA South Beach TV Champion Bully Ray
After the match Cole leaves the ring and calls for security to take Hero away. What the....and security actually does it! The hell is going on here? Cole goes underneath the ring and pulls out a locked case with "South Beach TV Championship" on it. Cole goes to the ref and demands that the ref hold the case before unlocking it with the Florida Key and holding up a contract! COLE WANTS TO CHALLENGE FOR THE SOUTH BEACH TV CHAMPIONSHIP! Ray is out cold after his hellacious battle with Chris Hero and then the chair shot by Adam Cole. The ref says no but Howard E. comes out to the stage and says he better. Looks like we have an impromptu match.
Match Number Four: NWA South Beach TV Champion Bully Ray vs. Florida Key holder Adam Cole
This wasn't fair. Bully Ray looked concussed after that chair shot from Cole and Cole was not trying to earn South Beach's "Humanitarian of the Month" award by making fun of him. Ray tried valiantly to battle through his second match of the night but fell victim to the Corona Crash! ONE! TWO! THREE! WE HAVE A NEW SOUTH BEACH TV CHAMP!
Winner (AND NEW NWA SOUTH BEACH TV Champion): "The Panama City Playboy" Adam Cole!
After the match Eva Marie, wearing an outfit that told almost ALL of Victoria's Secrets, got into the ring to hand the belt to her man and they shared a lengthy and sloppy kiss in the middle of the ring. Howard applauds from the ramp and it looks like the first member of Howard's new stable has it's first member. Cole and Eva Marie come up to the top of the ramp, Howard kisses the hand of Eva Marie who bats her eyelashes, and Cole shakes hands with the boss. Oh god. The company's biggest ego maniac has joined forces with the boss. Everyone in South Beach needs to take notice.
We get a recap of the latest round of the Hybrid Pro Tournament and Howard E. wants to wish Magnus the best in his recovery efforts and warns Paul London that he better not mess with his friend again.
We come back to the ring and Dolph Ziggler calls out Kenny for his interference from two weeks ago. Kenny is on the big screen.
Kenny: Dolph, I just don't understand. When we were in the Spirit Squad, it was obvious that you and I were the stars of the group. We could have been the next biggest tag team in the NWA before ruling the singles ranks. We both had the charisma, we both had the athletic ability, so why is it that you are on the precipice of superstardom while I have faded into obscurity. You want a challenger for that North American title? Look no further buddy. You call yourself the show off, prove it to me. Tonight though, I did a little bit of wrangling, and I got you an opponent.
Dolph: Kenny, you just didn't have what it took to make it in this business. You're nothing but the biggest example of a missed opportunity that this business has seen in the last decade and a half. In two weeks at Christmas Chaos, we'll face off. If you beat me, you get a shot at this belt at Starrcade. If you don't, you fade back into obscurity, where you belong. Bring out your challenger Kenny, let me make him a star.
Dolph waits for a bit when "Special Op" hits and Tyler Black comes out!
Main Event: NWA North American Champion Dolph Ziggler vs. Tyler Black
To take a line from the immortal Joey Styles; it's fitting that the ring is made of canvas, because two artists were performing upon it in the main event. Ziggler and Black went back and forth throughout this match, countering each others best maneuvers almost in a game of one upsmanship. Black took the Heartstopper and came back with a Skywalker! Even though Ziggler hasn't endeared himself to the South Beach fans during his NA Tournament run or now that he's a member of the South Beach roster, the fans recognize good wrestling when they see it and some of them started to grudgingly cheer for the NA champ! Eventually this became a dueling chant with the crowd split 63/37 in favor of Tyler Black. Black eventually hit God's Last Gift and looked to have it won but at the count of two Ziggler managed to shift his weight and Black ended up taking the fall!
Winner: NWA North American Champion Dolph Ziggler.
After the match Black looks visibly upset as the crowd gives these men a standing ovation. Black settles down and approaches Ziggler, who is posing with the North American Title, and turns him around. The crowd goes from cheering to excitedly murmuring. Black and Ziggler have words in the center of the ring, with Ziggler raising the North American title up into Black's face. Black finally cocks his right hand back and the champ tells him to go ahead. Black finally brings his right hand forward....and offers it to Ziggler to shake! The camera shows Black saying that that was a hell of a match. Ziggler thinks about it before eventually shaking Black's hand and embracing his opponent. Ziggler goes to leave but Black holds onto his hand, brings him back...AVADA KEDAVRA! BY GOD BLACK KICKED ZIGGLER'S HEAD CLEAN OFF! Black stands over his fallen foe and holds the North American Title aloft. Tune in on December 15th, as NWA South Beach presents Christmas Chaos from the Donald L. Tucker Center in Tallahassee. GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY!
We pan around a SOLD OUT USF Sun Dome in Tampa as Matt Striker and John Bradshaw Layfield welcome everyone to Holiday Hijinks. JBL says that times are changing in the NWA as well as South Beach. Howard has barricaded himself inside his office for the last three days. Nobody that he knows of has seen or spoken to him but before he secluded himself he said that things wouldn't be the same after tonight.
Jay Lethal comes out for our first match and it's going to be against Jon Moxley
Match Number One: Jon Moxley vs. Jay Lethal
Moxley is one of the best thinkers in the wrestling business today, a master of psychology and he showed it early in this match. Lethal was still frustrated and hurt by CM Punk's betrayal last month and was fighting with his heart more than his head, which led him to making some mistakes that belied his experience in the squared circle. Eventually Moxley got ahead of himself and made a mistake which allowed Lethal back in the match. Lethal would fight back and have the former number one contender to the NWA World Heavyweight Championship on the ropes and signaled for a Lethal Injection when "Cult of Personality" hits and CM Punk walks out! "The Best in the World" walks down to the ring and Lethal has lost all interest in Moxley, going over to a corner to bark at his foe. Punk smirks and tells Lethal to stop worrying about him and worry about Moxley. Lethal stops yelling but only because he's trapped! Moxley hooks Lethal's arms into a chickenwing and holds him high in the air before dropping him down with a facebuster that causes Jay's head to ricochet off the top turnbuckle and snap his head back! HE BROKE HIS NECK! AS GOD AS MY WITNESS JON MOXLEY JUST BROKE JAY LETHAL'S NECK! Moxley drags Lethal to the middle of the ring and locks in the Regal Stretch! Lethal is out cold and isn't moving. The ref eventually lifts Lethal's hand in the air three times and Lethal doesn't respond. You could lift his arm a hundred times and get the same result. This one is over.
Winner: Jon Moxley
After the match Moxley smirks and leaves the ring as Punk saunters into the ring, his aura exuding confidence. Punk rolls Lethal over and grabs a mic from ringside.
Punk: Jamar, Jamar, Jamar; all you had to do was show me the respect that I deserved. You tried to take over the Straight Edge Nation while I was gone rehabbing a torn triceps and you never even asked for my permission to join the group. Lethal you didn't know your place seven years ago on the indies when you got your fat friend Samoa Joe to give you a shot at my regional title and you haven't gotten any smarter since. *Punk moves to Lethal's head and leans down* Trust me Jamar, when I'm through with you, you'll know the meaning of RESPECT.
Punk drops the mic and looks at Lethal before locking in the Anaconda Vise! DAMMIT PUNK THIS MAN IS DEFENSELESS! Punk openly laughs with a demented gleam in his eye as Lethal is turning blue in the face as USF's campus police finally get done with their doughnut break long enough to come down to the ring to remove the Second City Slimeball from Jay Lethal. Howard E. comes out to the ramp and smirks at what he sees before going to the back. No explanation, no nothing.
We go to a shot of the beautiful city of Tampa before coming back to see Jay Hatton in the ring for our next bout. "Dschinghis Khan" hits and Uhaa Nation comes out. Can we get the paramedics on speed dial for this? This isn't going to end well......
Match Number Two: Jay Hatton vs. Uhaa Nation
Yeah.....I wish I could say this was a competitive match....but it wasn't. Hatton looked like a stick figure compared to Uhaa, who tried telling Jay to leave the ring before he got hurt. Hatton responded by spitting at him. Uhaa smirked and proceeded to commence the longest squash match in South Beach history. Uhaa finished with TWO All Out Assaults and an Uhaa Combination as Ezekiel Jackson walked out to the ring during this mugging. Uhaa with the pin and the win.
Winner: Uhaa Nation
Jackson picks up Hatton and then levels him with a lariat before staring at Uhaa. Zeke grins and picks Hatton up again before destroying him with two Books of Ezekiel, which you can buy online at nwashop.com/southbeach. Jackson walks past Uhaa and bumps into him before leaving the ring. Hope Hatton has health insurance.
We go to a vignette hyping "The Granddaddy of 'em All" Starrcade; which will be live on PPV from January 12, 2014 from the heart of country music: Nashville, Tennessee. We go back inside the Sun Dome.
NWA South Beach Owner Howard E. Schilling comes out and is wearing a very nice ten thousand dollar Armani(c) suit. A sixty thousand dollar rolex watch gleams on his left wrist and he is strutting to the ring. He grabs a mic and grins at everyone in the arena.
Howard E.: My name is Howard E. Schilling, and I am the owner of NWA South Beach. *Crowd boos* You know everyone, I'm like David Stern; I take your boos and laugh at them, because like my song says I did not come here to impress you. I prefer shock and awe with my tactics. Vince Russo had the New Blood, Vince McMahon had the New Breed. Neither of them succeeded because both men were completely inept when it came to running factions. The Prophecy, The Pistols, The Group, The Straight Edge Nation, all these factions built their members up and for the most part have elevated the careers of each member. Tonight I build for the NWA's future, because after End of Days on July 6th at the American Airlines Arena in Miami, NWA SOUTH BEACH WILL close. *the crowd murmurs* That is a great truth. *Howard runs a hand over his freshly shaven chin* A Great Truth huh? That's right! Now I remembered why I'm here. It's been a month Kevin Crittenden and you haven't even made an attempt to defend yourself against my verbal onslaught, but your friend Paul over in JPP has. Paul I've noticed that your champion Ramu Endo has been spouting "GREAT TRUTHS" every single day. Her reign is at 402 days. You call that great? Bruno Sammartino looks at that title reign and calls it pedestrian. He held the World Wrestling Federation Title for 2,803 days and flew COACH for every title defense. The Fabulous Moolah, may that woman rest in peace, held the World Wrestling Federation Women's title for over TEN THOUSAND DAYS. Even if you want to count the title changes that happened in between what the WWF recognized, she still held the belt for TWO THOUSAND ONE HUNDRED THIRTEEN DAYS before losing it to Wendi Richter. Moolah looks down from Heaven and gives a hearty guffaw to your piddly little title reign. On day 381 of Ramu's title reign she claimed that the Gerald R. Ford aircraft carrier, whose flight deck is 5 acres, wouldn't have been large enough to hold her wedding reception...and I know why! You Japanese are Asia's answer to Mexico! You're small, you reproduce like rabbits, and with a few exceptions all of you fit neatly into the overhead compartments of most airlines! You Japanese are so small that I could have fit all your bridesmaids and groomsmen into my Mazda and STILL had enough room for TWO large coolers. THAT, my friends, is a Fantastic Fact!
Howard holds his hand up to the earpiece in his ear.
Howard: Excuse me folks, I've just been informed that Japan has an UNDER population problem and I apologize. All you squinty eyed, soy sauced smart asses look the same to me. Have no fear though Japan: I HAVE A WAY TO SAVE YOU! All you Jappy ladies out there listen up. Now hele is what a rant you to do: *Howard squints his eyes* Take away your man's hentai for three months. When you take away the hentai, it re-sensitizes the male organ to pleasure. Listen to me. If you do this, I promise you that it will no longer take the sight of a mutant space squid slime violating a schoolgirl in four orifices in order to get his pocky ready to play with! *Howard starts laughing as the crowd is silent* By the way, it occurs to me that I never answered your question as to why I'm taking these seemingly unprovoked shots at Kevin. Simple: I. DON'T. LIKE. HIM. That, and that bastard's been annoying me for too damn long. There. I answered your question. Happy now? Enjoy the rest of the show, and remember: *singing* It's the most wonderful time of the year.
We go QUICKLY to a recap of the final episode of South Beach TV before we come back to the ring where the South Beach TV Champ Bully Ray is in the ring and says that two weeks ago he got rid of the biggest piece of dead weight in South Beach and FINALLY started getting some respect. He says that Chris Hero wants to talk about there not being many heroes left in South Beach. If he wants to say that then come on down to the ring and prove it Super Hero. Hero goes to the ring and we have ourselves another match.
Match Number Three: NWA South Beach TV Champion Bully Ray vs. Chris Hero
Chris Hero gave a great accounting of himself in the elimination chamber and had the well seasoned Bully of the business on the ropes several times. After hitting Death is Welcome he looked for the pin but Adam Cole would come down with a chair! Cole would get in the ring and pick Bully Ray up before grinning at Chris Hero and smashing the chair over Ray's head! Ray has won this one by DQ!
Winner (via DQ) NWA South Beach TV Champion Bully Ray
After the match Cole leaves the ring and calls for security to take Hero away. What the....and security actually does it! The hell is going on here? Cole goes underneath the ring and pulls out a locked case with "South Beach TV Championship" on it. Cole goes to the ref and demands that the ref hold the case before unlocking it with the Florida Key and holding up a contract! COLE WANTS TO CHALLENGE FOR THE SOUTH BEACH TV CHAMPIONSHIP! Ray is out cold after his hellacious battle with Chris Hero and then the chair shot by Adam Cole. The ref says no but Howard E. comes out to the stage and says he better. Looks like we have an impromptu match.
Match Number Four: NWA South Beach TV Champion Bully Ray vs. Florida Key holder Adam Cole
This wasn't fair. Bully Ray looked concussed after that chair shot from Cole and Cole was not trying to earn South Beach's "Humanitarian of the Month" award by making fun of him. Ray tried valiantly to battle through his second match of the night but fell victim to the Corona Crash! ONE! TWO! THREE! WE HAVE A NEW SOUTH BEACH TV CHAMP!
Winner (AND NEW NWA SOUTH BEACH TV Champion): "The Panama City Playboy" Adam Cole!
After the match Eva Marie, wearing an outfit that told almost ALL of Victoria's Secrets, got into the ring to hand the belt to her man and they shared a lengthy and sloppy kiss in the middle of the ring. Howard applauds from the ramp and it looks like the first member of Howard's new stable has it's first member. Cole and Eva Marie come up to the top of the ramp, Howard kisses the hand of Eva Marie who bats her eyelashes, and Cole shakes hands with the boss. Oh god. The company's biggest ego maniac has joined forces with the boss. Everyone in South Beach needs to take notice.
We get a recap of the latest round of the Hybrid Pro Tournament and Howard E. wants to wish Magnus the best in his recovery efforts and warns Paul London that he better not mess with his friend again.
We come back to the ring and Dolph Ziggler calls out Kenny for his interference from two weeks ago. Kenny is on the big screen.
Kenny: Dolph, I just don't understand. When we were in the Spirit Squad, it was obvious that you and I were the stars of the group. We could have been the next biggest tag team in the NWA before ruling the singles ranks. We both had the charisma, we both had the athletic ability, so why is it that you are on the precipice of superstardom while I have faded into obscurity. You want a challenger for that North American title? Look no further buddy. You call yourself the show off, prove it to me. Tonight though, I did a little bit of wrangling, and I got you an opponent.
Dolph: Kenny, you just didn't have what it took to make it in this business. You're nothing but the biggest example of a missed opportunity that this business has seen in the last decade and a half. In two weeks at Christmas Chaos, we'll face off. If you beat me, you get a shot at this belt at Starrcade. If you don't, you fade back into obscurity, where you belong. Bring out your challenger Kenny, let me make him a star.
Dolph waits for a bit when "Special Op" hits and Tyler Black comes out!
Main Event: NWA North American Champion Dolph Ziggler vs. Tyler Black
To take a line from the immortal Joey Styles; it's fitting that the ring is made of canvas, because two artists were performing upon it in the main event. Ziggler and Black went back and forth throughout this match, countering each others best maneuvers almost in a game of one upsmanship. Black took the Heartstopper and came back with a Skywalker! Even though Ziggler hasn't endeared himself to the South Beach fans during his NA Tournament run or now that he's a member of the South Beach roster, the fans recognize good wrestling when they see it and some of them started to grudgingly cheer for the NA champ! Eventually this became a dueling chant with the crowd split 63/37 in favor of Tyler Black. Black eventually hit God's Last Gift and looked to have it won but at the count of two Ziggler managed to shift his weight and Black ended up taking the fall!
Winner: NWA North American Champion Dolph Ziggler.
After the match Black looks visibly upset as the crowd gives these men a standing ovation. Black settles down and approaches Ziggler, who is posing with the North American Title, and turns him around. The crowd goes from cheering to excitedly murmuring. Black and Ziggler have words in the center of the ring, with Ziggler raising the North American title up into Black's face. Black finally cocks his right hand back and the champ tells him to go ahead. Black finally brings his right hand forward....and offers it to Ziggler to shake! The camera shows Black saying that that was a hell of a match. Ziggler thinks about it before eventually shaking Black's hand and embracing his opponent. Ziggler goes to leave but Black holds onto his hand, brings him back...AVADA KEDAVRA! BY GOD BLACK KICKED ZIGGLER'S HEAD CLEAN OFF! Black stands over his fallen foe and holds the North American Title aloft. Tune in on December 15th, as NWA South Beach presents Christmas Chaos from the Donald L. Tucker Center in Tallahassee. GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY!
