Broken Resolutions 2013

[howardschilling]

We BARELY have time for the broadcast team of JBL and Matt Striker to welcome us to Broken Resolutions 2013 when

hits and South Beach Owner Howard E. Schilling comes out! Howard E. is dressed in blue jeans, blue Starter(TM) sneakers and a black shirt with smoke flowing through the mouths of two skulls writing "God's Warriors". Howard is smiling and slaps the hands of some of the fans as he makes his way to the ring. Heck, the man is almost skipping! This is quite a change of pace for the boss as he grabs a mic.

Howard: Hey everybody how is everyone tonight in Gatorland? *crowd pops in spite of itself* First of all I want to apologize for something. When I started NWA South Beach I had ZERO desire to be an on screen character. It has been one of my dreams to write in the wrestling business and the President of the NWA, Dustin Smith, gave me that opportunity to write for all of you great fans. You truly are some of the best in the business. *crowd applauds* Then around April of this year I thought it might be fun to inject a bit of myself into NWA South Beach and let you people get to know me a bit. Unfortunately there can be too much of a good thing and I got carried away to the point where I'm hogging up the first third of the show like some New World Order is under way. So how was everyone's holiday? Did Santa get you all most of what was on your lists? *crowd reacts favorably* That's good, because I got something that was on my list last year this year.

*Howard reaches into his pocket and pulls out a slip of paper*

Howard: I know not all of you can read this so I'm going to summarize it. What this is, ladies and gentlemen, is a letter from the Department of the Air Force stating that I have FINALLY received my GI Bill! A lot of you may not know; but this letter is the culmination of TWENTY-ONE L-O-N-G months of blood, sweat, and tears. I have spent days crying myself to sleep before work because I didn't know whether the fight was worth it. I have come close to quitting the fight so many times that I lost count, but my faith was rewarded. I DID IT! I'm GONNA BE A MOUNTAINEER NEXT YEAR! *Crowd applauds then abruptly switches to boos* What? Did you think I was going to apply to a school whose football team lost to an FCS team last season? I got standards!

*crowd boos LOUDLY*

Howard: *Chuckles* Hot crowd tonight! If this crowd were a facebook status I would "Like" it! If it were a tweet I would "favorite" it! *crowd groans* Anyways I want to welcome all of you to the final NWA South Beach iPPV of 2013! We have a loaded card for tonight. We have a rematch from Christmas Chaos as The Nation of Domination will be defending their newly won NWA South Beach Tag Team Titles against the team that they won them from: Flying While Intoxicated! *crowd cheers* Also tonight we will be having a six man tag team match with CM Punk teaming with Bully Ray and Kazarian to face the team of Jay Lethal, Chris Hero, and NWA South Beach Champion Low Ki! I have decided to make a change to the NWA North American Title match at Starrcade and have decided to turn it into a TABLES, LADDERS, and CHAIRS *crowd says "OH MY!"* match! Tonight we will be having ANOTHER qualifying match as Tyler Black will be facing the NWA South Beach TV Champion ADAM COLE! Here is the stipulation on this match: IF Adam Cole is victorious, he will be entered into the NWA North American title match at Starrcade. If Tyler Black wins, however, HE will win the NWA South Beach TV Title! By the way, don't you love how my promotion has a TV Title when I'm no longer on TV? I love being me *Howard cackles in delight*. In our fourth match of the evening; Wade Barrett, who represented South Beach so well on his recent tour with NWA UK, will be facing a special guest from NWA California Pro. His name es Albertooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Delllllllllllllll RRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! *pants* Alberto, please come down to the ring.

Alberto comes down to the ring, looking a bit confused, but happy nonetheless. He shakes hands with Howard as he gets in the ring.

Howard: Look at this man, ladies and gentlemen; isn't he a specimen? I mean, I'm not gay, but even I gotta admit that he looks great. This man is MEXICAN royalty. He comes from the greatest MEXICAN wrestling family not named "Guerrero". HE is what a champion looks like. Now onto our final match of the evening. It is for the NWA Worlds Heavyweight Championship and is a battle of honor between two former stablemates: From NWA Hybrid Pro, Johnny Gargano! He will be facing YOUR NWA World Heavyweight Champion, from right here in NWA South Beach, "THE FALLEN ANGEL" Christopher Daniels! *crowd cheers* I agree I agree. Hey champ, c'mon down here for a minute I have something I want to say to your face.

Daniels comes down, NWA World Heavyweight Championship gleaming around his waist, looking more confused than Alberto did a few minutes earlier. He gets in the ring, shakes Alberto's hand as well as Howard's as the crowd chants "FALLEN ANGEL!".

Howard: Christopher, I just wanted to let you know that despite what differences we've had in the past, I have never been more proud than I am at this moment. You are a true inspiration to not only myself, but EVERYONE in the NWA for the way you have overcome adversity to achieve your goal; and what's more is that you did it the right way. I want to tell you from the bottom of my heart that I will miss you after Starrcade. You're one of my top five favorite wrestlers ever, and it has been an honor to work with you. Good luck tonight champ. *Howard wipes a tear from his eye before turning back to the crowd* Thank you everyone and I hope you enjoy BROKEN RESOLUTIONS!

The crowd applauds as Howard goes to leave the ring but the lights dim and

hits, Howard stops, and the shadow of a smile crosses his face. Howard gets back in the middle of the ring.

Howard: Did I just say....Broken Resolutions? I think I did! Funny thing about those New Year's resolutions....we always do end up breaking them don't we? I would normally call for a minion at this point, but unfortunately ONE Kevin is going to have to stay in the back as I'm just going to "shoot" from the hip this time. You see everyone I made an early New Year's resolution this year and son of a bitch I've done broken it already.

*Striker and JBL*: Uh oh....

Howard: I have to congratulate you, Kevin Crittenden; you finally found your balls. There's one, ahem, TINY problem with that though; you apparently left your brains where you put your balls. I know you're probably confused so I'm going to quit dicking around, GOD I love being on iPPV with no shackles, and circumcise, I mean circumvent these jokes and let you in on a little secret: Men CAN have a functioning brain AND a functioning set of balls at the same time....unless you've underwent a vasectomy. In which case....ouch. When you bravely commented on my show, and really I'm going to give you a standing "O" for that *Howard applauds and moves his hands in the shape of the letter "O"*, you said that "I have no plans to cooperate with South Beach at this time...". Ain't technology keen? Apparently you forgot that NWA South Beach holds the contracts to the NWA North American Champion, who by the way I gave you a free shot at you ungrateful prick, and the NWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION: *points behind him* THIS man, Christopher Daniels. So riddle me this, riddle me that; and really I have spent an inordinate amount of time over the last twenty-three days pondering this with The Brain and Pinky, how can your luchadorks get those title shots that you so desperately want when I've got the men that got the belts and you won't cooperate with me? All I wanted to do was bury the hatchet in this feud but you had to be the crybaby; taking your wittle ball and going home to Michigan, or Japan, or Mexico, or wherever the fuck it is you want to be known as being from here in the NWA. Then, I found something funny everyone! You see; I was all hopped up on Southern Comfort's Vanilla Spice Eggnog, the perfect NON-ALCOHOLIC drink for ALL of your holiday festivities, when I decided to do a little bit of rooting around in the NWA offices and found a memo that you sent out to two other members of this Alliance! Just as a note, you REALLY need to have better encryption on all your stuff dude. I'm a former comm guy who hasn't been in the game for two years and I cracked your passwords at the NWA offices in less than THREE MINUTES. *Howard quickly looks around* Thank god! Thought Jamaal and Rosey might be coming after me! *crowd boos* Awwww too soon? Eddie Fatu has been gone for four years and twenty-five days. Get over it!

Howard: Now I found a message stating that you wanted to have some sort of match at Starrcade where "I think it would be cool having all three titles on the line. The winner will get tons of heat afterwards. You and I can always strip the champs of the titles if we need to." and THEN went on to say "I'll just let Bryan hold onto the title until he gets the World Heavyweight Championship. I personally think that he should be the Heavyweight champion. Chris Daniels and Alberto del Rio are a notch below Bryan in my opinion."

Daniels and Del Rio look incensed and start screaming at Howard who has a smile on his face

Howard: Hey Kev....I think you got the "heat" you were looking for! I also saw that you want to continue this "NWA MEXICO WORLD TOUR" that you have, by going to different states/countries, and I have a question: DID YOU ASK FIRST? IT CLEARLY STATES that YOU. MUST. ASK. FOR. PERMISSION, to promote a show in ANY place that is NOT the territory you were given. DO YOU NOT EVEN REMEMBER WHAT THE NWA WAS LIKE IN THE 1970S OR IS YOUR HEAD SO FAR UP YOUR FAT ASS THAT YOU CAN'T LOOK UP SOME HISTORY? WHEN I HELD TRIBUTE TO THE TROOPS BACK IN AUGUST I FUCKING ASKED IF I COULD PROMOTE A SHOW IN TEXAS. DO YOU REMEMBER THAT? I PLAYED BY THE DAMN RULES AND YOU GALLIVANT AROUND BREAKING THEM WHENEVER YOU FUCKING PLEASE! IF I WANTED TO RUN A SHOW IN NEW JERSEY I WOULD ASK EVERY TERRITORIAL OWNER FIRST! IF I WANTED TO RUN A SHOW IN SUNNY SAN DIEGO I'D ASK EVERY TERRITORIAL OWNER FIRST! HELL IF I WANTED TO RUN A DAMN SHOW IN NEBRASKA AND HAVE MY WRESTLERS INVITED TO A HOEDOWN AT THE UNIVERSITY OF NEBRASKA LATER I'D ASK THE BOARD FIRST! *Daniels goes to try to calm Howard, who's clutching his chest now, but Howard shakes him off* YOU WANT TO SIT THERE AND BASICALLY SAY THAT TWO OF THE BEST RING TECHNICIANS IN THIS BUSINESS ARE "A NOTCH BELOW" ANYONE? YOU SAY THAT THE VOTING SYSTEM IS A "POPULARITY CONTEST" and "NOT ABOUT A WRESTLER'S ABILITY TO GET THE JOB DONE"? I NEVER POLITICKED FOR AN NWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH FOR CHRISTOPHER DANIELS! THE VOTING SYSTEM REWARDS THE PERSON WHO THE VOTING PARTY THINKS CAN TAKE THE NWA TO THE NEXT LEVEL GOD DAMMIT! IT'S ABOUT WHO CAN GET THE JOB DONE ON THE MIC, AND IN THE RING. IF IT WERE A POPULARITY CONTEST DO YOU THINK THAT DANIELS WOULD HAVE HAD ANY CHANCE IN HELL OF DEFEATING KYLE MATTHEWS AT FALL BRAWL? CHRISTOPHER DANIELS HAS GIVEN THE LAST TWENTY-ONE YEARS OF HIS LIFE, HEART, AND SOUL TO THIS BUSINESS AND IS ONE OF THE TOP FIVE WRESTLERS IN THE WORLD TODAY! ALSO, FOR GOD'S SAKE THE MAN IS RETIRING AFTER STARRCADE, OR DID YOU GLOSS OVER THAT YOU DUMB PIECE OF SHIT? *Howard puts his hands on his knees panting* You know what I just realized? I've been giving you ALL the opportunities in the world to become the most popular territory in the NWA, only you've been too dumb to realize it. I'm done with this. The worst part is that I haven't been letting people know how I think their latest shows are going because I didn't want you to blackball them. How stupid is that? I thought I was the smart one but here I am acquiescing to you; someone who couldn't spell my name right even though he had spell check and my name plastered EVERYWHERE in South Beach. This letter that granted me my GI Bill gives me a free ride for the next 36 months, and I'd be lying if I said that schooling wasn't a part of me leaving the NWA....but I'd also be lying if I said it was the ONLY reason. After South Beach closes on America's Independence Day 2014, I will be leaving the NWA and a bunch of people that I have grown to think of as a surrogate family over the last year and a half...and I'll be sad; but I'll also be glad, because I will finally be away from you Kevin Crittenden. Don't bother to try and find me on Facebook either, because I have your fat ass blocked. Enjoy the rest of the show.

Howard leaves as a hush falls over the crowd. The end is near for NWA South Beach, and the question is: does the owner even care anymore?

We get a vignette hyping the last episode of Hybrid Pro TV where Mark Henry had a message for Samoa Joe.

Joseph Park is backstage trying to interview Howard E., who's walking to his limo outside the O'Connell Center, about what just happened. Howard says that Regal is once again in charge for the evening and that if Park didn't stop asking inane questions he'd be thrown into the Abyss. We go out to the ring for our first match of the evening.

Match Number One: NWA South Beach Tag Team Champions The Nation of Domination (Uhaa Nation and Ezekiel Jackson) vs. Flying While Intoxicated (James Storm and Matt Sydal)
The champs and challengers meet in the center of the ring and shake hands before the opening bell. This match was a LOT more competitive than their first encounter but Storm continued to look unsteady on his feet. The Nation continued to show their fantastic combination of power and speed and worked Storm over like nobody's business. Eventually Storm would reach for the hot tag to Sydal but Matt threw a look of disgust at Storm before dropping off the apron and stepping back. Storm had a pitiful look on his face as Uhaa picked him up for an All Out Assault before tagging in big Zeke who locked in the Torture Rack as Sydal shook his head with disdain before going to the back. Storm tapped out and this one is over.
Winners (and STILL NWA South Beach Tag Team Champions): The Nation of Domination

Immediately we go to the back where Matt Sydal has grabbed Joseph Park for an interview.

Sydal: Before I get all these messages on twitter and my facebook fan page wondering what that was about let me set my record straight. James, this is for your own good. You've been too preoccupied with other things since we won those belts a few months ago and I've decided to take a stand. Every night you come in the back and you put away a six pack before talking to the boys in the back about going to the bar and I'm sick and tired of it. I can have a good time and hang after the show is done, but you don't know when to quit. Now I know that you're more powerful than I am, and that you're more agile than everyone in this business gives you credit for, but I'm doing this to save you man. Its just.....*shakes head* you all wouldn't understand.

Sydal walks off and poor Joseph Park has been stuck with two people who walked out on interviews in one night. What's next?

We go to a quick vignette for Starrcade at Wembley Stadium in jolly old England in less than one month's time before heading out to the ring for our second contest of the evening.

Match Number Two: CM Punk, Bully Ray, and Kazarian vs. Jay Lethal, Chris Hero and NWA South Beach Champion Low Ki
Everyone in this match has a score to settle with someone on the opposite side of the ring from them and the ref eventually gave up on complete order and let the participants have a little more free reign than usual. The action was chaotic from that point forward but Punk's team would pick up the victory after Bully Ray hit a low blow on Lethal while Punk distracted the ref. Bully with a Bully bomb and this one is over.
Winners: CM Punk, Bully Ray and Kaz

After the match the heels laugh it up and go to the back.

We catch up with Tyler Black before his entrance music hits and he says that he wonders if Howard E. isn't gay because either Adam Cole sucked a whole lotta **** to get this opportunity at the North American Title or Eva Marie must be every bit the slut that everyone in the back says she is. Black says that tonight, he sends Cole back to whatever mine he crawled out of and finally brings some prestige to the South Beach TV Title.

Before our next match the NWA North American Champion Dolph Ziggler comes out and sits at the commentary table.

Match Number Three: NWA South Beach Television Champion "The Panama City Playboy" vs. Tyler Black (If Cole wins he gets a spot in the North American Title Match at Starrcade, if Black wins he gets the TV Title)
"Special Op" hits as the 2013 King of the Ring Tyler Black makes his way to the crowd through the ring as the crowd pops huge for him. Some call Tyler the future of professional wrestling, and it looks like the future is now. "Iteration" hits and the South Beach Television Champion comes out with Eva Marie....and what is she almost wearing? Good lord, it might be sixty-six outside, but it looks to be about sixty-nine in this arena. Eva's belly shirt and pencil skirt look almost painted on her alabaster skin and Cole looks like the canary that ate the cat....I mean the cat that ate the canary....I think. Cole kisses the hand of Eva and the crowd chants "SHE'S A CRACK WHORE!" Where are we, the O'Connell Center or the Hammerstein Ballroom? The camera pans in on Tyler Black...and he's leading the chants! What the? Black gets back in the ring and the referee holds up the South Beach Television Title before showing it to both men. Cole kisses the belt, then brings Eva up on the apron and gives her a disgustingly graphic french kiss as the announce team wonders if some cheesy 80s porno music should be hitting soon. The crowd chants "STD" and "GET A ROOM" before the ref breaks them up so that we can FINALLY get on with this match. The bell rings and we are underway. Black rushes in and locks up Cole, pushing him to the ropes and we get the ref immediately in between calling for a clean break. Black does but Cole doesn't as he puts a thumb to the eye of Black when the ref can't see and follows it up with a bulldog. The crowd is raining boos down upon Cole who picks Black up and tries to hook him for a suplex, but Black counters into a snap suplex of his own, floats over and has Cole mounted! Black starts raining fists on Adam who keeps trying to cover up but to no avail. The ref finally gets Black off of Cole but Tyler starts screaming at the ref. Striker and JBL both warn Black that he can't afford to get DQ'd here. Black is yelping at the official when he goes down! Cole has the rollup and the tights! One...two...and a quick kickout by Black. Black goes back on the offensive and forces Adam to powder to the outside for a timeout. Cole and Eva talk at ringside and the crowd boos but Tyler isn't having any of this. Black hits the ropes....TOPE SUICIDA! Eva lands against the guard rail, Cole looks like he's been run over by a car, and Tyler is on his feet getting the fans fired up. The ref starts his count and Black breaks it at five before rolling back out as Cole is crawling around the ring, trying to make his escape. Black catches up to Cole but gets a foot to the gut for his trouble and a drop toe hold onto the stairs. Cole gets up a bit unsteadily and shouts "THIS IS YOUR CHAMPION!" to the fans. Cole goes onto the steps and stomps on Black's fingers while Tyler shouts in agony. Cole finally brings Black into the ring and hooks him for a suplex, gets him up and keeps him there for a bit, before bringing Tyler down to his feet behind him and delivering a picture perfect neck breaker. Cole with the cover....one....two....and a kickout at two and a quarter by the maverick from Davenport, Iowa.

The crowd starts a slow clap, trying to get behind Black. Black gets to his feet and meets Cole with a right to the face. Cole answers back and they go into a "Boo-Yay" sequence that ends with Black ducking a right from Cole, kicks him in the gut, and hits the Paroxysm! Black with the cover...one...two...no! Cole gets the shoulder up! Black smells blood and brings Cole into the corner before hitting a reverse STO into the turnbuckle! Black brings Cole into the middle of the ring and looks like he's about to hit a stunner, no wait! Black hits the Skywalker! Cole is in la la land! Tyler covers! ONE...TWO...AND A KICKOUT! Cole kicks out and Black questions the ref's count, pleading for three to no avail. Black brings Cole to his feet and signals for God's Last Gift but no! Cole blocks! Corona Crash! Cole covers! ONE! TWO! NO! Black kicks out at two and a half! Cole just smirks and brings Black up to his feet with him. Cole with a scoop slam....and then he steps back. What? Cole reaches into his trunks as Black gets to his knees...and pulls....nothing out? Cole smiles, brandishes an empty fist at Tyler and shouts "AVADA KEDAVRA!" before nailing him flush in the face with a super kick! By God, he's gonna beat Black with his own move! BUT WAIT! TYLER BLACK JUST GOT TO HIS FEET! HE DIDN'T FEEL IT! Black has a look of revulsion on his face as Cole is playing to the crowd still unaware that Black isn't flat on the canvas! Cole turns around! AVADA KEDAVRA! TYLER BLACK JUST KICKED ADAM COLE'S HEAD CLEAN OFF! WE'VE GOT A NEW CHAMPION! COVER HIM TYLER! TYLER COVERS! ONE! TWO! NO! COLE GOT THE SHOULDER UP! ADAM COLE GOT HIS SHOULDER UP AT TWO AND NINETY-NINE HUNDREDTHS! YOU CANNOT GET CLOSER TO WINNING A MATCH THAN TYLER BLACK JUST DID WITHOUT WINNING IT! Black is pounding his fists into the mat, upset that he cannot put his adversary away. Black tells Cole to get up when Eva Marie gets on the apron and starts screaming at the ref! What is that hussy doing? Black comes over and threatens to bring her in the ring as the crowd roars it's approval and the ref is between them trying to usher Eva off the apron, when Black gets doubled over....ADAM COLE WITH A LOW BLOW! THE REF DIDN'T SEE IT! Cole straight-jackets the arms of Tyler as Eva drops off the apron....FLORIDA KEY! The ref makes the count! ONE....TWO....THREE! Cole has wormed his way into this match at Starrcade.
Winner (and STILL NWA South Beach Televsion Champion): "The Panama City Playboy" Adam Cole

After the match Cole celebrates but turns around into a HUGE clothesline from Harry Smith! Harry picks up Cole.....BULLDOG BOMB! The Canadian Bulldog goes over to Tyler Black, picks him up.....RUNNING POWER SLAM! Smith starts yelping at Black and Cole before climbing the ropes, looking at Ziggler and motioning around his waist! Looks like the North American Title Match just got a lot more bark and bite in it!

Backstage PAC has a mic and he wishes Prince Devitt luck at Starrcade because as soon as he can book a flight to England he'll be back to challenge for the UK X Title, and this time, there will be NO mistakes. Back to the ring for our next match.

Match Number Four: Wade Barrett vs. Alberto Del Rio
Alberto Del Rio is one of the best workers in the NWA today and while he hasn't had much chance to show it lately, so is Wade Barrett. This match went back and forth with neither man taking shortcuts but still trying to prove that they belonged on the shortlist for a shot at the NWA World Heavyweight Championship. Eventually "Mexico's Greatest Export" would duck a Bullhammer elbow and hit a bridging german suplex for the three!
Winner: Alberto Del Rio

After the match Alberto and Wade get to their feet as the crowd applauds their effort, walk towards each other and shake hands. We go to a video history building up to our main event. Justin Roberts is in the ring to do formal introductions.

Roberts: Ladies and Gentlemen our next contest, set for one fall, is for the NWA World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger; he stands five feet, ten inches tall and weighs in at one hundred ninety pounds. From Cleveland, Ohio; he is the bees knees, the cats pajamas, and the whole shebang, JOHNNNNYYYYY GARRRRRRRGAAAAAAAAAAAANOOOOOO!

The crowd applauds Gargano who acknowledges the crowd with a wave of his hand.

Roberts: Introducing his opponent, from The City of Angels; he stands six feet tall and weighs in tonight at two hundred thirty-five pounds, he is the NWA World Heavyweight Champion, The Fallen Angel Christopherrrrrrrrrr Daaaaaaaaaaniels!

The crowd cheers and starts chanting "Fallen Angel" for the second time tonight. The referee holds the NWA World Heavyweight Championship in the air and the light in the arena catches it just right so that it gleams brightly around the O'Connell Center before showing it to Gargano and then to the champion before ringing the bell. This one is underway.

Main Event: NWA World Heavyweight Championship Match: NWA World Heavyweight Champion "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels vs. "The Whole Shebang" Johnny Gargano
As the bell rings Gargano and Daniels walk towards the middle of the ring. Daniels extends his hand in a code of honor. Gargano pauses for a split second before extending his hand and shaking Daniels'. They share a quick embrace, smirk at each other, let go, circling each other in the ring before locking up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Daniels gets Gargano in a headlock and tries to crank it in, but gets sent into the ropes and takes Gargano with a shoulder block. Gargano gets up and sends Daniels into the ropes, ducks underneath Daniels coming back and nails him with a picture perfect dropkick that has the champ's jaw rattling. Daniels moves his lower jaw around as Gargano smirks at him then plays to the crowd who doesn't want to boo him. Daniels gets up and sends Gargano into the ropes and throws an arm drag, but Gargano answers with a quick one of his own! Both men scramble to their feet and immediately go for a dropkick and miss, coming up ready for an attack and we've got a stalemate while both men catch their breath. They lock up again and Daniels takes Gargano to the mat with a side headlock takeover, tries to lock it in, but Gargano gets him in a headscissors. Daniels pushes him off and both men scramble to their feet but Daniels scores with a dropkick of his own! The crowd hasn't left their feet since the opening bell and they don't appear to be sitting down any time soon as Daniels and Gargano start to lay into one another. Gargano takes Daniels to a corner and lights his chest up with knife-edge chops but Daniels eventually blocks and starts laying in with chops of his own before picking Gargano up and setting him on the top turnbuckle. Daniels implores the crowd to be a little louder before heading to the middle rope as the announce team wonders how that would be possible and grabs Gargano......REVERSE STO FROM THE SECOND ROPE! The crowd starts to chant "Holy Shit" as Christopher rolls Johnny over for the cover....one....two....aaaaaand the challenger kicks out at two and a quarter. Gargano is noticeably shaken up and tries to shake the cobwebs away but the champ presses his advantage. Daniels picks up Gargano, sends him into the turnbuckle and charges in but Gargano floats over and nails Daniels with an enzugiri when he turns around! Gargano points to the corner opposite him and drags his thumb across his throat before shouldering Daniels and running to the corner....LAWN DART! BY GOD DANIELS FLEW FIVE FEET AND LANDED FACE FIRST OF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Daniels staggers around....SUPER KICK BY GARGANO! Gargano falls on Daniels....ONE....TWO...KICK OUT! Daniels can't know where he is right now....so how in the hell did he kick out?!?!? Gargano brings Daniels to his knees and signals for the Baby Ace Crusher but Daniels pushes off! Daniels gets back to his feet and picks Gargano up for a scoop slam near a corner then goes up top....split legged moonsault! By god he makes it look so easy. Daniels with the cover...one....Two....NO! Gargano got the shoulder up!

The crowd has dueling chants going now as both men get back to their feet and start trading blows in the middle of the ring. Daniels sends Gargano over the ropes and goes after him but Gargano with a shoulder block and a sunset flip! ONE....TWO....NO! Daniels escapes! Daniels gets up and ducks a clothesline from Johnny before hitting the ropes, ducks a leap frog, and hits the Domo Lariato! Daniels does the Curry Man shimmy and gets a laugh out of the crowd before picking Gargano up and looking for a belly to back suplex...wait! TOKYO DANGEROUS! GARGANO'S BACK MUST BE BROKEN IN HALF! Daniels with the cover! ONE! TWO! NO! GARGANO, OUT OF SHEER INSTINCT, ESCAPES! Disbelief colors the visage of the NWA World Heavyweight Champion as he must be imagining what it will take to put his former stablemate away. Daniels picks his opponent up and signals for Last Rites but Gargano blocks...HURTS DONUT! GARGANO HITS THE HURTS DONUT! THIS ONE IS OVER! Gargano covers! ONE! TWO! NO! DANIELS GETS THE SHOULDER UP! DANIELS GETS THE SHOULDER UP! The crowd is chanting "THIS IS AWESOME!" as Gargano pounds the mat and picks Daniels up before signaling for...the Angel's Wings? Gargano is trying to win the World Championship with the champ's own move! Daniels escapes! Daniels with a double leg take down....and locks in the Crosstown Crab! Daniels has Gargano in one of his own submissions! Gargano is screaming in agony as he claws and crawls to the ropes. The amount of pain this man's back must be in must be close to unbearable. The ref keeps checking on the challenger, asking if he gives up but Gargano keeps saying no! He's inches away from the bottom rope.....AND HE GETS THERE! BY GOD GARGANO GOT TO THE ROPES! Daniels immediately breaks the hold and that shows the level of respect between these two men. Gargano struggles to his feet and meets Daniels in the center of the ring....and slaps him across the face! Daniels looks shocked as the crowd oohs...but slaps Gargano back! Gargano with a slap! Daniels returns serve! This isn't out of disrespect folks; as hard as it might be to believe they're doing this BECAUSE they respect each other and the crowd is going nuts! The champion and the challenger are going at it in the center of the ring and are slapping each other across the face with increasing intensity, the desire to triumph etched in both of their faces. Gargano with a kick to the midsection and tries for a swinging neckbreaker but Daniels counters into a back slide! ONE!.......TWO!.......THREE! Daniels wins!
Winner (and STILL NWA World Heavyweight Champion): "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels

After the match the crowd roars it's approval for the effort both men gave in this match. The referee goes to hand the World Heavyweight Championship to Daniels but gets stopped by Gargano who takes the title. Johnny stares LONGINGLY at the title before going over to Daniels and handing it to him. They embrace and Gargano raises Daniels' hand as the crowd continues to cheer. That does it for South Beach's final iPPV for 2013. Happy New Year everyone!

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Scathing stuff in the opening there. Takes me back to my youth... I love it.

I loved that Black/Cole match. That was truly entertaining. And then there is the main event. This is the first show I've read since rejoining, and the first show I've read in awhile, period, and I must say, this is the kind of show that makes me want to get back to writing. Awesome, man.