The Only Solution 2014
Mar 16, 2014 9:41:10 GMT -7
Post by howardschilling on Mar 16, 2014 9:41:10 GMT -7
The pyro goes off inside a sold out UCF Convocation Center in Orlando as your commentary team of Matt Striker and Howard Schilling welcome everyone to "The Only Solution 2014". We pan around the crowd when "Cult of Personality" hits and CM Punk comes down to the ring to a chorus of boos. It appears we are in for another sermon on the mount from the Straight-Edge Saint of the Second City.
Punk: What did I tell you? Two weeks ago I made *Punk makes air quotes with his hands* "The Masterpiece" into a work of art by allowing him just to step into the ring with me. I have more technical wrestling ability in my left pinky than he does in his roided up body. On March 30th I'm going to be headed to Windy City Pro Wrestling's Uncensored iPPV to show everyone in my home city what a REAL champion looks like, but I've got more pressing matters to deal with. Tonight I face the great Hirooki Goto from NWA Kenshiki and while you might be the biggest star in Japan, your puroresu in ring style pales in comparison to my hybrid attack. You heard that right everyone, you're looking at THE ONLY PERSON that was too "Hybrid" for NWA Hybrid Pro. I think I'm going to give the "Tournament for the Title" a new name: "CM Punk's Star Making Tour 2014" *a big graphic comes up on the tron as the crowd showers him with boos*...got a nice ring to it huh? I can make a star out of ANYONE....
Punk falters off as "King of the Ring" hits and the first South Beach Tag Team Champions, The All Night Express, come out! Kenny King has a microphone in hand and he starts talking on the way to the ring.
Kenny: *smiling* I bet y'all forgot about us huh? CM Punk, can you PLEASE do us all a favor my brotha, and shut yo god damn mouth! *Crowd cheers* Punk we know how good you are. Everybody in this building tonight, whether you like it or not, KNOWS beyond a shadow of a doubt that you are one of the best wrestlers in the NWA today bar none. *King and Titus get in the ring* The problem is Punk, somewhere along the line you forgot that it's the people in this building and everyone watching at home that make you who you are. It seems to me that you're acting like another Chicago superstar; trying to reaffirm his greatness and maybe convince himself that he's as great as he says he is.....a guy by the name of Michael Jordan. *Crowd pops* You say that you're on a "star making tour" *Camera quick cuts to Punk nodding*, make me a star.....or I might make you one.
Punk is irate screaming that he has a match tonight but King holds up his hands.
Kenny: Slow down big fella and ease up. I got no intentions of trying to steal the thunder away from you and Goto later tonight; however, I got it on good authority from JBL that the House Show Circuit will be touring around Florida until Spring Stampede. The next house show is March 23rd in Fort Meyers at the Lee County Civic Center. What do you say that The Pretty Boy Pitbull goes face to face with The Best in the World?
The crowd starts chanting "YES! YES! YES!" as Punk ponders for a moment before walking out of the ring....shaking his head no! King starts grinning and nodding.
Kenny: Ok Punk. Ok. Now you see that's not the only reason we came out here tonight. You see it's been a LONG time since The Pretty Boy Pitbull and The Ruthless one had gold around our gorgeous waists. Now I know most of yall in South Beach want to diet, but Rhett and I? We're figuring on gaining a few pounds.....specifically in our midsections. Uhaa Nation, we know that you had a hard fought match in the NWA World Title Tournament with Magnus and we need to prove ourselves to you and Big Zeke; so tonight we want to extend a challenge to Player Uno and Player Dos for a number one contender's match for your tag titles right now.
The ANX wait patiently in the ring for a minute when "Smegmaman 3" hits and the Super Smash Brothers come out. They get in the ring and shake hands with Kenny and Rhett. A ref hits the ring and it looks like we have our first match of the evening.
Match Number One: The Super Smash Brothers (Player Uno and Player Dos) vs. The All Night Express (Kenny King and Rhett Titus)
The ANX haven't been seen in months; no postcards, no letters, no phone calls, nothing. The Super Smash Brothers have had a spotty showing since they were signed to NWA South Beach due to the waning interest in tag team wrestling by the powers that be. All four men have something to prove in this match and prove it they did. Both teams have been tagging for years and the unorthodox style of the Super Smash Brothers had the All Night Express on the ropes. Kenny King would get the hot tag from Rhett Titus after a few minutes and come in like a house-a-fire, eventually locking in a fujiwara armbar on Dos! Dos would fight out and make a tag into Uno who would eventually lock in The Joystick on King! King looked close to tapping when CM Punk would vault over the barricade and NAIL Uno in the head with a kick! The ref has no choice but to call for a DQ as the crowd boos.
Winners (by DQ): The Super Smash Brothers
After the match Punk backs up the ramp laughing as the crowd boos. The ANX help the Player Uno to his feet and shake the SSB's hands. Everyone cheers as King looks at Punk and says "You're mine." We go to a recap of Pro Wrestling Storm's latest event where Sara Del Ray made her prescence felt on the NWA Women's World Champion. We go back to the ring where Matt Taven enters the arena to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Striker and Schilling put over how much Taven has done in Hybrid Pro. The lights go out...a lantern appears in the darkness and Bray Wyatt is shown standing in the midst of the crowd near the top of the arena.
Bray Wyatt: Ring around the rosey....pocket full of posies.....You know there's things in this life that make me wonder man...I sit up at night and I say to myself Bray Wyatt why do you do the things that you do? I say Bray Wyatt these people keep wandering around in the darkness and they don't want your help! They're content with telling themselves these lies that they're working to something better as part of this machine. Why do you want to help them?!?!? I am the reaper of lost souls and I will bring down this machine. I will look at fear and say "nu-uh Mr. Fear, you ain't takin' me". Matt Taven you have considered yourself to be a leader of men but even you are a slave to this machine. Your quest for glory is misguided and every thing you know is a lie man. Jonathan Moxley is going to show you the way because your group of pistols are just firin' blanks man...*chuckles* This is a bullet club.....and it's real man.....ashes to ashes.....we all. fall. down.
The lights come on and Moxley is already in the ring, PAC and the mystery person who made his presence felt at the previous UK show are standing in his corner.....and that got real creepy REAL quick. The bell rings and we are underway.
Match Number Two: Matt Taven vs. Jon Moxley (Tournament for the Title 2nd round match)
Taven and Moxley lock up as the bell rings and Moxley backs Taven into a corner. The ref counts to three before Moxley breaks, points at the Spring Stampede sign, mimes the gun at Taven and says "it's not worth it". Taven smirks, shoves Moxley hard, nails a forearm strike to the head then mimes a pistol at him! It'll take more than voices in the darkness to get into the head of Matt Taven, the straight shooter of the Pistols. Bray Wyatt has made his way to the ringside area now and five people are following him, blank looks on their faces, almost like they're under some sort of spell. Moxley kicks at the ropes, goes to the floor and huddles with PAC and the mystery man. The ref starts the count as Taven starts complaining. Moxley nods, the huddle breaks, and he gets back in the ring. Moxley and Taven lock up, Moxley sends Taven into the ropes and Taven takes him down with a shoulder block. Moxley gets up and hits the ropes, looking for a shoulder block but Taven hits an arm drag. Moxley gets up immediately but Taven nails another quick arm drag and follows it up with a dropkick that sends Moxley to the outside as the crowd shows their appreciation. Taven doesn't wait this time and immediately goes after The Lunatic Fringe of The Bullet Club but Moxley hangs his head on the ropes, scampers in the ring and hits a cutter! Moxley looks for the pinfall but only earns a one count as The Chaotic Idol gets the shoulder up. Moxley brings Taven to his feet and sends him into the turnbuckle hard. He follows in but Taven gets the elbow up. Taven hops to the second rope looking for a springboard splash but Moxley catches him and hits a powerslam! Moxley covers again but again gets a one count for his troubles. Taven manages to land a few blows to Moxley's midsection as he gets back to his feet and hits an enzugiri! Taven grabs Moxley.....TAVEN EFFECT! Taven with the cover! ONE! TWO! NOPE! Moxley got his shoulder up!
Even though Moxley is from here in South Beach this crowd is firmly behind Taven as they start up a "LET'S GO TAVEN!" chant. Taven takes Moxley to his feet and sends him into a corner. Matt starts laying in knife-edge chops that echo throughout the Convocation Center, each one accompanied by a "WOO!" from the crowd. Taven sets Moxley up on top and looks for a superplex but gets blocked! Moxley with forearm shots to the gut and face; Taven is a little wobbly up there. Moxley hooks for a suplex! By God if he suplexes Taven out of the ring from this height it'll kill him! Moxley lifts him up as the crowd chants "PLEASE DON'T DIE! PLEASE DON'T DIE!"....Moxley jumps......ONE HITTER! BY GOD MOXLEY HIT THE ONE HITTER! BOTH MEN TOOK A HORRIBLE BUMP BUT AS GOD AS MY WITNESS MATT TAVEN'S SKULL HAS BEEN CAVED IN! The crowd chants "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!" as replays are shown. Both men are out on the canvas! Moxley is the first to stir and he has the wherewithal to roll Taven over! Moxley drapes an arm over Matt! ONE! *Striker: THIS ONE IS OVER!* TWO! *Schilling: THIS HAS TO BE IT!*...........NO! TAVEN KICKED OUT! HOW IN THE HELL DID THAT MAN KICK OUT? HE HAS TO BE CONCUSSED! HE CAN'T KNOW WHERE HE IS! HOW IN GOD'S GREAT NAME WAS HE ABLE TO KICK OUT? The announcers say that it couldn't have been anything more than instinct that caused Taven to continue this match. The crowd pans to The Bullet Club at ringside as PAC is screaming in frustration and Bray Wyatt, for the first time, looks stunned.
The ref starts the count as neither man is moving.
*Ref: ONE!*
Taven's left shoulder moves a bit as does Moxley's right leg.
*Ref: TWO!*
Nobody is stirring and the announce team openly wonders if either man will answer the count of ten.
*Ref: THREE!*
PAC is shown PLEADING at ringside for Moxley to get up as the mystery man paces nervously at ringside.
*Ref: FOUR!*
The camera shows Bray with his arms held wide looking at the sky laughing.
*Ref: FIVE!*
The crowd starts up a louder "LET'S GO TAVEN!" chant.
*Ref: SIX!*
Moxley stirs and starts crawling to the ropes.
*Ref: SEVEN!*
Moxley gets to his knees as Taven starts to stir.
*Ref: EIGHT!*
Moxley gets to his feet! Taven turns over to his stomach!
*Ref: NINE!*
Taven is on his knees clinging to the ropes!
*Ref: TE-* TAVEN GETS TO HIS FEET! MOXLEY CAN'T BELIEVE IT! PAC CAN'T BELIEVE IT! THE CROWD CAN'T BELIEVE IT! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? Moxley looks at Taven in utter disbelief as the pride of NWA Hybrid Pro, bloodied nose and all, is making his way to confront him. Moxley with a right but Taven blocks and and answers with one of his own! Jon with a right! Taven returns with one of his own! Moxley lands one and Taven is staggered! Taven rares back and lands one of his own! THESE TWO MEN ARE CLINGING TO ONE ANOTHER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! Moxley misses with a right and Taven hits a northern lights suplex! Matt goes to the top......AIR TAVEN! HE HIT THE AIR TAVEN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! TAVEN WITH THE COVER! ONE! TWO........AND A KICK OUT! MOXLEY KICKED OUT AT TWO AND NINE-TENTHS! Taven summons the energy to pound the mat in frustration and plead with the referee as the crowd chants "THIS IS AWESOME!". That had to have been three! You cannot come closer than that to winning a wrestling match! Taven picks Moxley back up and signals for The Climax! Will this be the climax of this match? Taven tries to hit it but Moxley shoves him away! Moxley follows up from behind, hooks the arms.....HOOK AND LADDER! MOXLEY COVERS! ONE! TWO! THREE! MOXLEY WINS!
Winner: Jon Moxley
After the match Bray gets in the ring and tells the people that followed him to do so as well. They do and stand behind The Bullet Club as Bray asks the crowd if they see now. These people behind him have seen that without him they will forever be slaves to a machine. As Bray keeps going on the people behind him start taking off their clothes....IT'S THE EMBASSY! THE EMBASSY IS HERE IN SOUTH BEACH! It is utter chaos in the ring as The Bullet Club is cleared. The crowd doesn't know who to cheer for so they settle on making noise. Prince Nana has a mic.
Nana: YOU WANTED A WAR? YOU WANT TO GO AGAINST THE EMBASSY? BRAY WYATT YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE GETTING INTO. You see; it takes time to build an Embassy like this, and Jon Moxley, you have no idea how patient we can be. We will watch, we will wait, because eventually you will lose...and when you do, we will be there to close down the Bullet Club once and for all. This started between PAC and my Prince Devitt....it will end with you at your rightful place, kneeling at our feet.
The Embassy mimes guns at The Bullet Club. Wyatt smiles and laughs, PAC'S facial expressions keep changing, the mystery person's face is....well, a mystery, and Moxley keeps shouting "THIS ISN'T OVER". Something has to give here and the question is, what will the fallout be from it? We go to a recap of the latest NWA UK Show where Uhaa Nation was the first South Beach participant eliminated in the Tournament for the Title. We go to a highlight package of Jay Lethal before going to the ring for our South Beach Title Match. Lethal enters first to a loud ovation from the capacity crowd. NWA South Beach Champion Chris Hero comes out next to a great ovation.
Match Number Three: NWA South Beach Title Match: Chris Hero (c) vs. Jay Lethal
The ref holds the belt up in the air, the combatants shake hands, and the bell rings. They circle each other but before anything can happen, BULLY RAY comes out and levels Lethal with a singapore cane! The ref goes to call for the bell and promptly gets struck by the cane. Hero goes to stop Bully but he gets a cane to the skull for his troubles.
Result: No contest
Bully continues to tear apart both guys as the announcers try to call for security. Bully goes outside and grabs a chair. Bully takes a mighty swing.....*CRACK* the sound of steel on flesh echos throughout the arena as Lethal goes to the mat. Calfzilla sets the slightly bent chair up....BULLY CUTTER ON THE CHAIR! Lethal was just knocked unconscious! Bully grabs a table from under the ring and sets it up. Hero has been busted open and Bully drives his right hand into the open wound. Bully takes Hero to the top as the crowd is throwing garbage in the ring......BULLY BOMB THROUGH THE TABLE! A well placed cup knocks Bully in the head as he grabs a mic.
Bully: DO YOU AWL KNOW WHO IN THE HELL I AM? *crowd boos* I AM THE PERSON THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE FIRST SAATH BEACH CHAMPION AND THE CURRENT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD. CHRIS WANTS TO CAWL HIMSELF A SUPERHERO? WELL SUPERMAN, YOU'RE GONNA MEET YOUR KRYPTONITE RIGHT HEA. JAY LETHAL! YOU COULDN'T HOLD UP MY JAWK STRAP, LET ALONE BEAT ME IN THA RING. I'M SICK AND TIRED OF BEING OVAHLOOKED IN SAWTH BEACH AND IN THE NATIONAL "WRESTLING" AHLIANCE. OIM GOING TO THE WINDY CITY OHN MAHCH THE THIRTIETH FOR UNCENSORED. TO ANYONE WHO GETS IN MY WAY....*Bully takes a chain out of one of the pockets of his cargo shorts and wraps it around his left hand* I'd make sure your life insurance is paid up and your next of kin is on speed dial. Uncensored? I was uncensored before the word was invented.
Bully leaves the ring, flipping people off as he goes. The announcers try to settle it down and recap the road that the men in our main event took to get to this point. We go to the ring and Justin Roberts for the introductions.
Roberts: Ladies and gentlemen, our following contest is our main event of the evening and it is a Tournament for the Title second round matchup. Introducing the participants. First; standing in the corner to my left, from Kuwana Mie Japan; he stands six feet tall and weighs in tonight at two hundred twenty-seven pounds. He's The Brave Warrior of Japan, HIROOOOOOOOOKI GOOOOOOOOOOOOTOOOOOOO!
The crowd cheers as Goto bows to the ref and to the fans.
Roberts: Introducing his opponnent; from Chicago, Illinois. He weighs in tonight at two hundred twenty-five and stands six feet tall. He is the straight-edged savior, and the second-city saint.....C! M! PUNK!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Main Event: Hirooki Goto (NWA Kenshiki) vs. CM Punk (Tournament for the Title 2nd Round Match)
The bell rings as Goto and Punk make their way to the middle of the ring. They stand there staring at each other, almost like they are waiting to see who will blink first. The crowd is getting restless, they're buzzing here in Orlando......PUNK SLAPS GOTO! Goto doesn't move! Goto smirks and delivers a VICIOUS slap right back! Punk with a slap! Goto returns it! BACK AND FORTH THEY GO! NEITHER MAN IS WILLING TO GIVE AN INCH! Both men deliver a slap and both men fall! This is NOT the way people thought this was going to go. Both men are back to their feet quickly and Goto stops Punk in his tracks with a chop before delivering a HUGE headbutt that takes Punk to the mat. Punk gets back to his feet quickly and gets met with another headbutt which sends him to the mat. Punk gets up again, rushes Goto....and pokes Goto in the eye before nailing a knee to the midsection. The ref tries to admonish Punk but the Chicago Made man ignores him and sends his opponent into the ropes. Punk hits the mat as Hirooki goes over top, Punk with a leapfrog as Goto comes back, then Punk nails a picture perfect dropkick as he shouts "BEST IN THE WORLD!" Punk tries for a cover but Goto kicks out before the ref can count to one. They get back to their feet and Punk calls for a test of strength. They lock hands and try to gain the advantage with Goto managing to press Punk down to the mat. Ref counts one but Punk gets his shoulder up. Goto tries to hop on to Punk but the knees come up and Punk nails a modified ddt. Punk with another cover and Goto kicks out at one. Goto is back to his feet and nails Punk in the midsection before sending him into a corner and following up with rapid fire chops before setting Punk on top facing the crowd.....and connecting with a rope hung neckbreaker! Goto with a cover and Punk gets the shoulder up at one. Goto picks Punk up and nails a big scoop slam before picking him up and hitting the Tokko Lariat. Goto with the cover and Punk kicks out again at two as the announcers wonder if Punk should have been studying his opponents more and running his mouth less as he is being completely dominated in the early going.
Goto tries to bring Punk to his feet but Punk creates separation and nails a kick to the side of the head. Goto is staggered but comes right back and they lock up and Hirooki manages to get Punk in a side headlock before transitioning into a go behind. Punk with a standing switch and tries for a german suplex but Goto blocks, reaches through and tries for a single leg but Punk escapes, floats over the top, quickly butterflies the arms....WELCOME TO CHICAGO! Ironic since we're over eleven hundred miles away from the windy city.....oh well! Punk with the cover but Goto kicks out at one and a half! Punk now on the offensive brings Goto to his feet. Punk with chops and then hooks Goto for a suplex but Hirooki slips out, hooks the arms and has Punk in a back slide! ONE! TWO! AND A QUARTER! Punk gets out, almost looks disgusted with himself that he let himself get caught in that situation, and shakes his head as he circles Goto who allows himself a bit of a smirk that he has the self proclaimed "Best in the World" flustered. They lock up again as Punk goes into the ropes, but gets taken down by a shoulder block. Punk tells Goto to come at him, Hirooki does and proceeds to knock Punk down with another shoulder block. Punk powders and walks around the ring in frustration. The ref's count gets to four before Punk rolls back in. He proceeds to point at the Spring Stampede sign and shouts something that the mics can't pick up. There are now chants for both men as Goto looks at his adversary and proceeds to deliver a kick to Punk's leg! Punk looks shocked and answers with a kick of his own! Goto answers Punk! Punk returns serve! They go back and forth with kicks just like they did earlier in the match with slaps and the crowd is eating it up! Pain is etched on the faces of both men but neither man wants to be the first to fall. Goto delivers a kick and the sound echoes throughout the UCF Convocation Center! Punk, in desperation manages to get his right leg high enough to deliver a roundhouse to the back of Goto's head! Goto falls! Punk manages to hold for a half a second longer but his left leg buckles and he goes to the mat. This crowd has been taken on a roller coaster ride tonight! Both men struggle to their feet but break the ref's count of ten. Punk pounds on his left leg, trying to get some feeling into it. Punk charges but Goto counters into a back body drop...no! Goto holds on! He has Punk locked in a Canadian version of the torture rack......URA SHOUTEN! GOTO JUST DROPPED PUNK INTO A SWINGING SIDE SLAM FACEBUSTER! GOOD GOD! Goto with the cover! ONE! TWO! NO! Goto looks frustrated for the first time as he picks Punk up and signals for the Shouten! Goto hooks Punk but Punk slips out, grabs the arm in a hammerlock....PEPSI TWIST! Punk nailed the Pepsi Twist! He is quick as a hiccup that man! Punk shoots the half...ONE! TWO!.....NO! GOTO WITH THE KICKOUT! The crowd starts to chant "THIS IS AWESOME!" for the second time tonight as both men are passed out on the canvas.
The ref starts the ten count again as both men struggle to their feet. No matter who wins this one, you can be assured that both men left it all in the ring tonight. The combatants break the ref's count as the announcers thank JBL for not setting a time limit on either of these tournament matches this evening, because the fans have been the big winners tonight. They meet once again in the middle of the ring, this time staggering to face each other, limping noticeably on their left legs. Punk fires a right hand and Goto returns serve. They go back and forth again but after a few rounds it just degenerates into a flurry of fists before they end up hitting a clothesline on each other! Both men crash to the canvas as the announce team wonders if either man has anything left. There isn't a person in this arena that's sitting down as the camera pans the audience before going back to the ring. Punk tries to lock in the Vise but Goto shrimps away and rolls Punk up with the Goto Shiki! ONE! TWO! NO! PUNK KICKED OUT OF THE CRADLE! Goto came close but has Punk on the ropes now. Sweat is pouring off the faces of both men as Punk backs into a corner and pulls himself to his feet slowly. Goto charges from the opposite side.....MURAMASA! GOTO WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK IN THE CORNER! Goto pulls Punk to the middle of the ring and points to the sky, signaling for the Jigoku Kuruma (Go to Heaven). Hirooki hooks Punk and gets him in the air but Punk counters! Punk pulls Goto onto his shoulders....GO TO SLEEP! PUNK HIT THE GO TO SLEEP! HOW DID HE HAVE THE STRENGTH IN HIS LEG? PUNK COVERS! ONE! TWO! THREE! PUNK WINS!
Winner: CM Punk
The crowd hasn't sat down and is chanting "THAT WAS AWESOME!" as Punk has his hand raised. Punk can barely stand as Goto gets unsteadily to his feet. Punk finally makes it to an upright position and limps over to Goto as a hush falls over the crowd. These two warriors are wearing the scars of their battle as everyone in the arena questions what could possibly happen next. Punk stares at Hirooki for what seems like an eternity......before extending his hand? Punk is offering a handshake? You can see the curiosity etched on the face of Goto as the crowd murmurs in shock. Goto waits for a few moments.....and takes Punk's hand! Punk and Goto shake hands! Punk raises Goto's hand in the air, steps back and bows in a sign of respect. Imagine that. Goto bows back and leaves the ring to thunderous applause from the capacity crowd. The Only Solution 2014 goes off the air with a final shot of Punk celebrating his victory and Striker plugging the next house show. THANK YOU FROM ORLANDO AND GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY!
