Battleground 2022

[UGWC Staff]

Vinegar: Welcome, one and all, to Battleground!

Covert Jay: Huttah!

Vinegar: We've got five big matches on the card tonight, with three championships on the line!

Lieberjosch: Ragdoll puts the Cross-Hemisphere Title on the line against the promising newcomer Vespertine, and the Baltimore Elite will defend the Cooperative Title against the team of Donovan Hastings and Phrixus Deimos.

Covert Jay: Tony Savage won the Outlast Tournament last month and became the World Heavyweight Champion, and he defends the title for the first time tonight against Lucy Wylde!

Vinegar: It all leads to tonight's main event, the Battleground Match that awards the winner not only the Battleground Key, but they will challenge the World Champion next month at this year's WrestleStock Festival! Let's get right to-

The lights go out.

The Coalition seems confused by this sudden change in programming, until something is heard on the sound system. A scream. Glass breaking, then...

Voice: The body count continues...

"Hunter's Moon" by Ghost begins to play now and the lights turn into a cool blue, forming a spotlight on the stage. Suddenly, 'The Bogeyman' JC steps out from the back into that spotlight, to a surprised reaction from the crowd. He was supposed to be retired. But he's here at UGWC Battleground.

JC begins to stroll to the ring, not really trying to hide the grin as the excited Coalition welcome him back with various cheers and chants. JC climbs up the steps and casually steps through the ropes before immediately dropping to his knees and kissing the canvas. He gets back up and asks for a microphone, which he gets. After waiting for the noise to die down a little, he speaks.

JC: It was a little over a year ago that I quit UGWC.

There are some boos from the audience, but not as many as he thought. In fact, it seems the majority still want him around.

JC: But that's in the past. Because a lot can change in a year. A lot HAS changed in a year. I lost a lot. I lost people. I lost my job. I lost my mind. I nearly lost my life. But the one thing I didn't lose was my drive. Because I'm back. And not only am I back, I am officially declaring myself for the Wrestlestock Open.

Cheers now and JC smiles again.

JC: I know, I have a lot I'd like to talk about but I'm not going to take up much more time. There are quite a few Synergys between now and then and you'll see me again. But let's talk about the fact that I said I was retired. I am retired. This isn't the start of me coming back full time. Those days are done. I am here for the Open. It's one of those things, one of those unanswered questions that I need answered.

He starts to pace a little, typical JC when he gets fired up.

JC: I've made my mark everywhere else and it's UGWC that eludes me. Finalist at Outlast, but not the winner. Close to winning the World title, but pinned. Twice. Success in UGWC is hard to come by, and I've learned that lesson quite a bit. And honestly, when I left last year, I didn't think I was ever coming back.

He stops in place and smiles again.

JC: But I managed to break my title drought elsewhere, and it put that question back in my head. Can I do it here? Can I finally get this monkey off my back? So that's what I'm here to do. I'm here to win the Wrestlestock Open and I'm here to win gold. If I don't, then I'm back out that door, satisfied that at least I gave it once last try.

The smile turns into a frown.

JC: I know there are people that do not want me here. I've got enemies. I'd call them out, but they know who they are and they know who I am. I'm not hard to find. Because this year, if you want to win that Open, you have to go through me. Sign up, challenge me on a Synergy. Because this offer is good for a limited time only.

JC looks up at the nearest camera now, at anyone in the locker room that may be watching.

JC: The end is coming. I am writing the final chapter to my own story, and that means I plan to win the Wrestlestock Open. I plan to get that title shot in August and I'll win that too. Or else I will die trying. I don't know how much I have left, but the Coalition is going to get every last drop of it. If you want to rise to the challenge, come at me. If you want me gone, come take me out yourself. One way or another, the myth of JC is going to end. But until then...

He smiles again.

JC: JC Kills.

He tosses the microphone out of his hands as his music plays again, then exits the ring as casually as he entered. He manages to slap a few hands as he heads to the back, ready to end his career on his own terms, one way or another.

[UGWC Staff]

Vinegar: This is going to be a hell of a match to kick off “Battleground” with!

Lieberjosch: It’s the opportunity of a lifetime for Vespertine, but I’m not certain that she really understands what she’s getting herself into.

Vinegar: If her promo was any indication, she’s either extremely confident

Lieberjosch: Or she’s delusional.

Vinegar: She’s not going to walk into it telling everyone that she’s terrified for her life.

Lieberjosch: No one is going to do that.

Vinegar: No, not in this sport, but the point remains that even bravado only carries someone so far.

Lieberjosch: That’s true, but Vespertine has shown in her very short time here that she can more than handle herself. I grant you that Ms. Pieriot is a very different…creature.

Covert Jay: She’d be cute if she wasn’t

Lieberjosch: A homicidal maniac?

Covert Jay: Well…

Lieberjosch: Nevermind. I forgot that you’re an idiot. I have no idea how I forgot that…

Covert Jay: Because you LOVE me!

Lieberjosch: It’s definitely not that.

Vinegar: It would make quite a statement if Vespertine walked out of her first UGWC pay-per-view, especially “Battleground”, with the Cross-Hemisphere Championship.

Lieberjosch: It would make a lot of people who’ve been around here for a long time very angry.

Vinegar: Not to mention Ragdoll.

Covert Jay: She says she doesn’t care about the championship.

Lieberjosch: No one who holds that championship is indifferent towards it.

Vinegar: Historically it’s given as much if not more veneration than the World Championship. If Jackie says she doesn’t care, it’s for a psychological advantage. She may be crazy, or at least act like she is, but she understands what holding that championship means.

Lieberjosch: I’m sure she does, but telling anyone that she does gives them leverage. She doesn’t want to give that to them.

Vinegar: Driving their head into the canvas and pinning them does that too.

Lieberjosch: True, but she’s not exactly rowing with both oars in the water.

Covert Jay: I don’t see any oars...

Lieberjosch: You normally have water on the brain anyway.

Covert Jay: I do?

Vinegar: I do know that Jaclyn Pierriot didn’t and doesn’t like the comments that Vespertine made about her. She may have laughed them off on Twitter, but they annoyed her.

Lieberjosch: Who knows? In a mind like that one, who’s to say what the truth of what she’s saying is? She may not know.

Vinegar: Ultimately it’s on Vespertine to back her words up. If she can’t, Ragdoll remains Cross Hemisphere Champion and it’s back to the drawing board for Vespertine.

Lieberjosch: I’d argue none the worse for it. It’s considered a long shot for her to win anyway. A loss doesn’t help her, but I think she has nothing to lose here.

Covert Jay: Except for her health.

Vinegar: That goes with the profession. I admit that Vespertine is in a hell of a beneficial position tonight, but does a loss really hurt Ragdoll?

Lieberjosch: Probably not.

Vinegar: We’re about to find out. Let’s go to Mitchell!

Mitchell Dennis: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is for ONE FALL and is for the CROSS-HEMISPHERE CHAMPIONSHIP. Introducing first, the CHALLENGER...



The sound of a Japanese flute starts out playing quietly over the loudspeakers and the lights go down. The Tron comes up and we see two armies standing face to face on a battlefield. The flute continues playing and the camera on the Tron gets closer to the two armies. The camera cuts scene\'85)\line\line (the camera cuts back to a scene of two armies. The Japanese flute plays louder. Both armies are huge and they are an army of shogun, ronin, and samurai. As the army walks forward a single figure comes into view and emerges from the line. The figure raises their sword and as one the entire army stops. The figure runs forward and gets atop a boulder to look out. The camera goes over their shoulder and we see the other army standing as a wall in the distance. The figure/leader takes off their helmet and long black hair tumbles out from it and flows all around, sometimes waving and weaving in places where the wind catches it. The figure turns and looks at the army behind them and we see it is Vespertine. She raises her sword and roars in fury. Camera cuts scene and the Japanese flute stops)\line\line (camera cuts back to scene of her army raising their own swords and shouting in fury. The camera pans back quickly and she does the motion of forward with her sword and the camera goes up and we see her entire army run forward to join in the fray below. The song "Diamond Eyes" starts up and then goes straight into the song.

Suddenly the spotlights in the arena come up and we see a lone figure standing at the top of the ramp. One arm is raised and we see it is Vespertine and she is standing facing the entrance curtains. She spins around rather quickly and at the end of the turn, she points at the audience whereupon a couple of pyros go off on each side of her. She stands at the top of the ramp looking around at the audience. Then suddenly she reaches her hands out to them as if to encompass their souls and fire pillar pyros go off behind her. She saunters on down to the ring, stepping in time to the music. She wears black wrestling shorts, a black wrestling sports top with purple sequins which reveals her midriff and abs, black wrestling boots, her black trenchcoat duster, and black sunglasses. She slides in underneath the ropes, takes off her sunglasses and looks around at various spots with a feral-like look in her eyes and slightly licking her lips. We see she has heavy glitter around her eyes and a heavy dark turquoise and gold eyeliner. She crawls seductively like a cat to the other side of the ring and then suddenly jumps up and spreads her arms out and lands in a "V" like pattern whereupon at each corner of the ring, showers of sparks come flying out. She looks around, still with the feral look in her eyes, and takes off her trenchcoat duster, gives it to a person outside the ring, and goes to sit on the turnbuckle facing the ring entrance.

Dennis: Hailing from San Francisco, CA, she is the “Well Rounded Fighting Machine”, “The” Asian Invasion” VESPERTINE!!!!

Vinegar: She has an enormous change tonight to prove her moniker.

Lieberjosch: Walking out as Cross-Hemisphere Champion would certainly go a long way in doing that.

Covert Jay: At least we’d have a Cross-Hemisphere Champion who isn’t terrifying.

Vinegar: Speaking of which...

Dennis: Now the CHAMPION!!



Lights out.

The first chords of 'Kill of the Night' rip access the arena. After the second screech, Jaclyn Pierrot struts from backstage, so smug, a smile plastered across her face. She pauses at the top of the ramp, surveying her terrain. Trevor and Tank walk out just behind her, arms folding across their chests. Bunny bounces along side of Trevor, mimicking his big man motions.

'My cold desire
To hear the boom, boom, boom of your heart'

She mimes firing a gun with the lyrics (aimed at her opponent if they are in the ring). Jacky has an almost bouncing motion to her movements as she prowls towards the ring. Fans reach for her and yell at her, but she will mock them along the way. Anyone who gets too closes is immediately removed by her escort. When the music picks up, she slides in and will then proceed to pull herself into a turnbuckle in celebration of herself. Her bodyguards scan the crowd for any would be attackers.

'I'm gonna catch ya
I'm gonna get ya, get ya'

She makes her way to the center ring as Tank and Trevor slide in to flank her. Bunny climbs onto her shoulder and mimics her killing shot gesture as the lights fade to one downlight.

'You're my kill of the night.'

Covert Jay: She gives me the creeps!

Lieberjosch: Was that a pun?

Covert Jay: Maybe?

Lieberjosch: That means “no”.

Vinegar: Vespertine has to be careful of Ragdoll’s entourage.

Lieberjosch: Everyone in the first five rows does.

Vinegar: Chartreuse always draws these rough assignments.

Lieberjosch: Maybe Ooley hopes it’ll make him into a better official.

Vinegar: He’s a top-flight Referee and you know it!

Lieberjosch: And yet he’s getting the curtain jerker.

Vinegar: He’s also getting the match to decide what is possibly the most venerated championship in our company. I’m certain he doesn’t take that as an insult.

Lieberjosch: It’s still the opener.

Vinegar: Knock it off, Hans.

Covert Jay: There’s the bell!

Vinegar: Ragdoll and Vespertine meet in the center of the ring, each squaring up with the other.

Covert Jay: There’s a bit of trash talk going on.

Vinegar: I wouldn’t expect any differently. Ragdoll is constantly trash-talking and Vespertine has made is very clear that she’s not impressed with the current Cross Hemisphere Champion.

Lieberjosch: It’s a mistake to underestimate one’s opponent.

Vinegar: I’m not sure she’s underestimating Ragdoll.

Lieberjosch: Vespertine isn’t overestimating Ragdoll, and doesn’t seem to hold her in much esteem at all.

Covert Jay: Headbutt by Ragdoll!

Vinegar: It stunned Vespertine, and Ragdoll charges in, driving her knee into Vespertine’s face!

Lieberjosch: Vespertine got caught up in trash talking. Ragdoll may be crazy, but she’s shown that she knows what she’s doing in the ring. Vespertine can’t let her disdain for Ragdoll get in her way like that, or this is going to be a fast match.

Vinegar: Ragdoll keeps the pressure on, driving Vespertine back into the corner before slamming into her with a vicious clothesline.

Covert Jay: Ow! That was a hell of an overhead throw!

Lieberjosch: That wasn’t a great landing for Vespertine. It looks like she came down on her left shoulder.

Vinegar: We’ll see if that has consequences later in the match.

Lieberjosch: Ragdoll is staying on her, as she should.

Covert Jay: Those are nasty-looking stomps.

Lieberjosch: When does getting stomped ever look good?

Covert Jay: When making wine?

Lieberjosch: You think people still stomp grapes to make wine?

Covert Jay: Maybe! Ragdoll’s stomping Vespertine like a grape!

Lieberjosch: It’s not the seventeen hundreds, Jay. We have machines for that now.

Vinegar: Regardless of how it’s done, it’s not a bad analogy. Ragdoll has Vespertine trapped in the corner and is stomping away at Vespertine’s shoulder. Even if that landing didn’t do any damage, the stomping is weakening it.

Lieberjosch: I won't argue that at all, Nick, but Jay always explains things in such stupidly pedestrian ways.

Vinegar: Yet he gets his point across.

Lieberjosch: That’s because the fans are as stupid as he is.

Vinegar: They’re the reason you get paid.

Lieberjosch: They should pay me, and love every second of it. I’m clearly their better.

Vinegar: Sometimes Hans, even I want to punch you.

Covert Jay: Speaking of “punching”, Ragdoll continues to punch Vespertine in the shoulder in the corner.

Vinegar: Chartreuse finally backs her off and checks on Vespertine, whose shoulder is developing a hell of a nasty bruise.

Lieberjosch: You know that’s going to affect matters later.

Vinegar: Vespertine insists she’s ok and Chartreuse

Covert Jay: Ow!

Lieberjosch: Chartreuse barely dodged the charging Ragdoll.

Covert Jay: That was one hell of a knee strike!

Vinegar: It caught Vespertine right in the shoulder that she’d been working over.

Lieberjosch: If she does that a few more times, she could separate Vespertine’s shoulder.

Vinegar: Ragdoll rolls backward out of the corner, pops to her feet, and blitzes at Vespertine again!

Lieberjosch: It’s a smart tactic.

Vinegar: Shotgun dropkick!

Covert Jay: Vespertine let out a yell!

Vinegar: Ragdoll pills Vespertine from the corner by her hair, and throws her by it, drawing a warning from Chartreuse.

Covert Jay: She giggled at him.

Lieberjosch: She’s been giggling for most of this match.

Vinegar: Vespertine crashes down hard, driving the air from her! Ragdoll turns around and charges at Vespertine, sliding across the mat and coming to a stop in front of her.

Covert Jay: Mat burn. Ouch!

Lieberjosch: A bit of humiliation there.

Vinegar: “Slapstick”!

Covert Jay: That was a hell of a punch!

Lieberjosch: It got the job done.

Vinegar: Vespertine topples over and Ragdoll drops on top of her. Chartreuse drops for the pin!

Covert Jay: One!





Lieberjosch: Two!


Vinegar: Vespertine kicks out! Ragdoll pops up and tries to flip Vespertine over, but catches an elbow to the chin for her effort. She tries again, and once again Vespertine elbows her in the jaw.

Covert Jay: It actually staggered her a bit!

Lieberjosch: Vespertine smartly rolls forward.

Vinegar: She came up with her back to the corner. That was also smart. It keeps Ragdoll in front of her where she can react better to what Ragdoll does.

Covert Jay: CHAAAARRRRGGGGGE!!!

Lieberjosch: Thank you for that, Jay. I might be partially deaf now.

Vinegar: Ragdoll flings herself at Vespertine with great fury and abandon!

Covert Jay: Alley OOP!!

Vinegar: Vespertine steps into Ragdoll’s leap!

Covert Jay: SNAAAAAAKE EYEEEESSSS!!!

Lieberjosch: Would you stop that goddamned YELLING?!

Covert Jay: Sure, Doc. You don’t have to yell at me. That’s mean.

Lieberjosch: I sincerely hate you.

Vinegar: Vespertine drops Ragdoll face-first into the turnbuckle, then spins around, grabs Radgoll by her waist as she stumbles by and launches her back into the corner with a nasty-looking release German Suplex!

Covert Jay: Ragdoll may have “El Cabonged” off of the corner!

Lieberjosch: “El Cabonged”?

Covert Jay: Bounced off of it head first!

Vinegar: Vespertine runs to the opposite corner and leaps up onto the ropes!

Covert Jay: She’s going to the high-rent district!

Lieberjosch: I hate that cliche!


Vinegar: Ragdoll shakes hear head and cackles.

Covert Jay: She looks confused!

Lieberjosch: She has no idea where Vespertine went.

Covert Jay: Vespertine flies!

Vinegar: I think Ragdoll just found her!

Lieberjosch: More accurately, Vespertine’s feet found Ragdoll’s face!

Vinegar: Coast to Coast! Vespertine’s feet slam into Ragdoll’s face!

Lieberjosch: How quickly the advantage turns.

Vinegar: Ragdoll slumps from the corner and Vespertine grabs her around the neck in a chinlock. She pulls her out into the ring and drops her with a DDT, then pulls her up and kicks Ragdoll in the chest with a nasty Muy Thai kick.

Covert Jay: Ragdoll’s entire body shuddered!

Vinegar: She pulls Ragdoll up to her knees and kicks her again, then leaps over her, bounces off of the ropes and darts back the other way!

Lieberjosch: That was a hell of a reverse snap mare driver.

Vinegar: Vespertine leaps up onto the top rope again! She leaps!

Lieberjosch: Ragdoll is still face down on the mat!

Covert Jay: OW!

Vinegar: Five Star Frogsplash to Ragdoll’s back!

Covert Jay: She rolls Ragdoll into a pin!

Lieberjosch: That was nicely done.

Vinegar One!

Covert Jay: Two!

Lieberjosch: Ragdoll kicks out!

Vinegar: Vespertine doesn’t look disappointed. She pulls Ragdoll up and throat thrusts her. Ragdoll staggers backward clutching at her neck and gagging. Vespertine steps in…

Covert Jay: Double Punch!

Vinegar: She changed it a bit, and punched her in the throat instead of the jaw! Ragdoll drops to her knees again. Vespertine grabs her by the arm, trapping it and pulls her up.

Lieberjosch: Ragdoll is solidly on the defensive now and Vespertine is wisely focusing on her throat and neck.

Vinegar: Arm trap neck breaker! She rolls through it and pulls Ragdoll back up, lifting her overhead.

Lieberjosch: Impressive show of strength from the young lady.

Covert Jay: Imagine all of the blood that’s rushing to her head!

Lieberjosch: I believe that’s the idea.

Vinegar: Vespertine suddenly whips her back down to the mat, driving her into the mat feet first.

Covert Jay: What an unusual move.

Lieberjosch: Hell of a creative move. She used the force of Ragdoll’s to propel her over the top of the Cross-Hemisphere Champion!

Vinegar: DDT!

Lieberjosch: A hell of an impressive move!

Vinegar: She yanks Ragdoll up by her hair, drawing a reproach from Chartreuse as Ragdoll got earlier.

Lieberjosch: She just waved at him dismissively.

Covert Jay: Rude.

Vinegar: Vespertine pulls Ragdoll up and places her in a reverse chinlock!

Covert Jay: She leaps!

Vinegar: “Breaking the Bank”!

Covert Jay: Ragdoll’s eyes are glassy.

Lieberjosch: She’s had her bell run a few times.

Vinegar: Vespertine springs to her feet and crouches…

Covert Jay: Ragdoll is swinging at empty air.

Lieberjosch: Don’t go near her.

Covert Jay: Why not?

Lieberjosch: Your head is full of empty air. She might hit you.

Covert Jay: I didn’t know you cared, Doc!

Lieberjosch: I don’t. Come to think of it…Rag

Vinegar: Would you stop?!

Lieberjosch: What? The broadcast would sound so much better without him!

Vinegar: Enough.

Lieberjosch: You’re no fun.

Covert Jay: Ragdoll stumbles at Vespertine!

Vinegar: “Epically Diva”!

Lieberjosch: We might have a new Cross-Hemisphere Championship soon!

Vinegar: She pulls Ragdoll up from behind and leaps up!

Covert Jay: Japanese Lungblower!

Lieberjosch: That’s part one of “Death by Diva”!

Vinegar: She takes Ragdoll down to the mat and clamps on the stranglehold!

Covert Jay: “Death by Diva”!

Vinegar: Ragdoll is writhing like an angry animal trying to escape it!

Lieberjosch: Unfortunately for her, Vespertine has her pretty close to the center of the ring!

Vinegar: She’s flailing and trying to get some part of her in range to get out of the hold!

Covert Jay: What’s next? Is she going to roll like a shark?

Lieberjosch: Funny you should ask.

Vinegar: She certainly is! She’s rolling back and forth trying to get to the ropes!

Lieberjosch: It’s hard to tell if it’s working or not.

Covert Jay: Elbow shot!

Vinegar: Ragdoll lands another elbow and manages to roll over onto her stomach.

Lieberjosch: She does have the weight advantage. If she can take advantage of it, it might save her!

Covert Jay: She’s up to her knees.

Vinegar: Vespertine pulls backward and dumps Ragdoll back over onto her back with Vespertine under her!

Lieberjosch: Yes, but they’re closer to the ropes now.

Covert Jay: Ragdoll appears to be fading. Maybe she could use a Monster…TM.

Lieberjosch: We’ll see if that’s true, or if you’re as delusional as always.

Vinegar: Somehow Ragdoll is STILL thrashing around!

Lieberjosch: Yes, and slowly rolling herself towards the ropes.

Covert Jay: She can’t last much longer!

Vinegar: Vespertine sticks her foot out to push against the rope!

Lieberjosch: Ragdoll seems to have gotten her head free.

Covert Jay: OW!!

Vinegar: Jesus, Ragdoll just BIT Vespertine on the arm! Vespertine breaks the hold!

Covert Jay: Headbutt!

Vinegar: Another headbutt!

Lieberjosch: Ragdoll managed to free herself.

Vinegar: Yes, but she can’t be in great shape. She was in that hold for a long time!

Lieberjosch: She got the separation she needed, and she’s getting a breather while Chartreuse checks on that bite.

Vinegar: I’d be surprised if he doesn’t disqualify Ragdoll for it.

Lieberjosch: She’d retain the championship. A win’s a win.

Vinegar: It would dishonor the championship!

Lieberjosch: I don’t think she cares about that.

Vinegar: It’s very clear that she doesn’t.

Covert Jay: It looks like Brian is done checking Vespertine, whose been bandaged but looks ok.

Vinegar: Chartreuse turns and issues a stern warning to Ragdoll, telling her that the next dirty move she makes will get her disqualified.

Lieberjosch: Well, THAT was effective!

Covert Jay: She laughed at him!

Lieberjosch: Of course she did! She’s nuts!

Vinegar: Chartreuse rolls his eyes at her and directs the two of them to continue. Vespertine charges at Ragdoll, who charges back!

Lieberjosch: This could be a fantastic move, or a total trainwreck.

Vinegar: With Ragdoll involved, “trainwreck” is the most likely.

Lieberjosch: That’s fair.

Covert Jay: “Murder She Wrote”!

Lieberjosch: Talk about a momentum shift!

Vinegar: She turns Vespertine over…”Button Buster”!

Lieberjosch: Vespertine has now taken two consecutive violent impacts to her head in a short amount of time.

Vinegar: Ragdoll puts her hand up to her mouth and signals for everyone to be quiet…

Covert Jay: She’s pulling Vespertine back up!

Lieberjosch: This is going to be brutal.

Vinegar: A second “Button Buster”! She pulls Vespertine back up!

Lieberjosch: Vespertine is OUT!

Covert Jay: Why’d she let go?!

Lieberjosch: She let Vespertine drop to her hands and knees! I know what’s coming!

Vinegar: This is overkill! Just pin the woman already!

Covert Jay: This is going to be as ugly

Lieberjosch: As your mother?

Covert Jay: Not cool, Doc! NOT COOL!

Vinegar: You have to admit that that joke was a little beneath you.

Lieberjosch: Just like

Vinegar: Don’t say it!

Lieberjosch: Spoilsport.

Vinegar: Ragdoll explodes out of the corner!

Lieberjosch: Well, it’s been fun, but the show’s over!

Covert Jay: She swings!

Vinegar: “Full Metal Jack...NO!!”

Lieberjosch: I’ll be damned!

Covert Jay: Where the hell’d that come from?

Vinegar: Vespertine with the quick roll up out of nowhere!

Lieberjosch: One!


Covert Jay: Two!



Vinegar: Thre...NO!! Ragdoll kicks out at two-point-nine!

Covert Jay: Holy SHIT that was close!

Vinegar: Nobody was more surprised than Ragdoll!

Lieberjosch: And pissed off!

Vinegar: Both women make it to their feet at the same time! Vespertine turns!

Covert Jay: PUNCHLINE!!!

Vinegar: Vespertine collapses to the mat!

Lieberjosch: Nice spin be Ragdoll to drop into the pin.

Covert Jay: Chartreuse drops for the count!

Lieberjosch: One!!



Covert Jay: Two!!



Vinegar: Three!! Ragdoll has retained the Cross-Hemisphere Championship!

Lieberjosch: I could see this not being over between these two.

Vinegar: I’m definitely with you there, Hans! This got pretty nasty at the end and these two already didn’t like each other before coming into this. We could definitely see more from these two.

Lieberjosch: Especially if the Cross-Hemisphere Championship is a part of it!

Vinegar: Definitely!

Dennis: Ladies and gentlemen, your WINNER and STILL UGWC Cross-Hemisphere Champion… RAAAAAAAAGGGGGDOOOOLLLLL!!!!!

Vinegar: Ragdoll yanks the Cross-Hemisphere Championship from Chartreuse and thrusts it overhead.

Covert Jay: Did she just throw it from the ring?

Lieberjosch: That she did.

Vinegar: The disrespect!

Lieberjosch: Move on from it, Nicky. We both know that the next match is going to be far, far worse.

Vinegar: Undoubtedly! Ragdoll retains the Cross-Hemisphere Championship and we have a Chaos Rules match between “Black Ice” Konrad Raab and Ezra Wolf up next!

[UGWC Staff]

Cold as Ice by M.O.P plays over the sound system as Konrad comes out through the curtain, wearing his blue and black facepaint with his black and blue gear along with his wrestling trousers with his nickname The Black Ice on the back of them with Pit Bull Energy logos on the side of his trousers with black gloves on both of his hands with a side cross necklace on his neck with the blue and black yin-yang tattoo on his right shoulder and Iceman from X-Men tattoo on his back, ice wolf tattoo on his left chest, ice bear tattoo on his right chest and flame cage tattoo on his left shoulder. Also has a penguin, walrus and a polar bear stitching on the left-hand side of his chest, stating Stop Climate Change. (Long-winded, ain’t it?)

Vinegar: Is Konrad bringing a deep freezer on wheels down to the ring?

Covert Jay: Go big or stay home.

Vinegar: I guess.

Mitchell Dennis: “From Cologne, Germany, The Black Ice, Konrad Raab!”

He ignores the fans due to his focus on wanting to fight in the ring. He goes up the stairs before going in-between the ropes before sitting down in the corner of the ring with the crowd booing for him, having a nasty look in his eyes waiting for the match to start.



‘I am a warrior, I walk with the gods I am a warrior, I will never stop (YEAH!)’ As the word ‘YEAH’ is screamed through the speakers, Ezra Wolf makes his way to the ring, slapping hands and singing along to his entrance music closely flanked by Mr. Pax. He walks up the hops onto the apron and steps up onto the middle turnbuckle, lifting up a kendo stick wrapped in black and yellow tape on the handle and the shaft respectively. He pauses to play the air guitar on the kendo stick a bit before stepping on the top rope and jumping into the ring. As he lands, he rolls forward and ends up on one knee in the center of the ring. Ezra throws his arms and head back, letting out a primal scream before tearing off his entrance gear and setting the kendo stick in his corner. He hands his entrance gear to Ezekiel then takes a knee in his corner as he waits for the match to begin.

Vinegar: The bell rings and Ezra moves to the center of the ring.

Lieberjosch: But Konrad drops and slides out of the ring under the ropes!

Covert Jay: The fans are booing him!

Vinegar: Ezra is jawing at him from in the ring, as well. Konrad just flipped him off! What’s gotten into him?

Covert Jay: And now Ezra is coming to the outside. Konrad jogs to the other side of the ring and slides in.

Lieberjosch: Ezra sliding in now and seems to make a rookie mistake as Konrad goes to stomp on his back!

Covert Jay: But Ezra rolls past the boot coming down! Konrad turns as Ezra gets to his feet and charges forward! And ducks under a clothesline!

Vinegar: And Konrad slides back to the outside! He’s wagging a finger up at Ezra as if to say, no no no!

Lieberjosch: Konrad, taking his time on the outside of the ring.

Covert Jay: I’m just wondering what’s in the freezer. Klondike bars, do ya think?

Vinegar: …I don’t think so, no.

Lieberjosch: If I were guessing, probably not the types of popsicles you’d be looking forward to eating.

Vinegar: Watch out! Ezra has had enough!

Covert Jay: Wolf soaring through the air and he just ambushed Konrad here on the outside! What a swanton!

Vinegar: Konrad was too wrapped up in his own shenanigans and Ezra caught him!

Covert Jay: Poor Konrad.

Lieberjosch: Ezra pulling Konrad up to his feet now, but Konrad shoves an elbow into his gut! And Ezra is doubling over!

Covert Jay: And right into a DDT on the outside!

Vinegar: Konrad is living rent free in Ezra’s head thus far. I don’t even recognize this Konrad. It’s very disappointing.

Covert Jay: Well, I mean, look where being humble and playing by the rules got him. Every single person in this company took advantage of it, and you can’t tell me any different.

Vinegar: Wow. Well, Konrad is pulling Ezra back up now, and rolls him into the ring!

Lieberjosch: Konrad follows in after him and we’re finally getting some in-ring action! Konrad is laying the boots to him! And he pulls Ezra to his feet, just to give him a short-arm clothesline!

Vinegar: The Black Ice not letting up either. He follows up with a jumping knee to the forehead of Ezra! This is getting ugly quickly.

Covert Jay: Konrad pulls him back up and now hits him with a release German Suplex! And Ezra just landed on the back of his neck! That looked painful!

Lieberjosch: With Ezra neutralized, Konrad is rolling out of the ring to the deep freezer on wheels. We’re about to find out what absurdity could be hiding in that thing.

Covert Jay: With any luck, it’ll be an ice cream man. I could sure go for a Sonic the Hedgehog with the gumball for an eye. You remember those, Doc?

Lieberjosch: I do. I think you’re being ridiculous, but I do remember those.

Covert Jay: Why? Do you prefer the Spongebob ones? They’re all the same to me, to be honest.

Lieberjosch: If you could get back on track here, because we’re about to possibly be witnesses to a murder.

Vinegar: Konrad has brought out a mace, and what the holy hell are those at the ends?

Lieberjosch: The spikes on that mace have icicles growing at their ends!

Vinegar: Oh come on!

Covert Jay: I’m afraid Ezra’s about to find out just exactly what a German snow monster is!

Vinegar: Look at Konrad’s face! Look at that sadistic smile!

Covert Jay: He’s coming back into the ring! And Ezra is stirring!

Vinegar: OH! But it’s too late! Konrad just hit Ezra with that mace right across the back! And ice shatters across his back! His back is already bleeding!

Lieberjosch: Disgusting! Konrad thinks that’ll do it! He’s going for the pin!

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Vinegar: NO! Ezra kicks out and it’s a near fall! Look at the blood staining the mat already. Those aren’t just little thumbtack holes in his flesh. Those wounds are deep!

Lieberjosch: He’s going to need stitches. He’ll be lucky if Alice Nasmith doesn’t stop this match soon, if the bleeding doesn’t stop.

Covert Jay: Pfffft yeah right. This is a chaos rules match. We’re not going to stop a match over a little flesh wound. Suck it up, Ezra! Don’t you try and take the easy way out!

Vinegar: Really? I’d like to see you take a shot from a flanged German mace… actually, I really would like to see that.

Lieberjosch: I second that.

Covert Jay: I hate you guys.

Vinegar: Konrad looking to continue his attack as he winds up and swings the mace once again.

Covert Jay: But Ezra rolls out of the way desperately and Konrad just misses him!

Vinegar: And he sweeps Konrad’s legs out from under him! The mace flails out of his hands and across the ring! But Konrad is quick to his feet as he stumbles forward and hammers a forearm against Ezra’s bleeding back.

Lieberjosch: He stables himself and hammers a few more forearms, sending Ezra down to his belly!

Covert Jay: Admit it, Doc. This is the most focused you’ve seen Konrad Raab since being in UGWC.

Lieberjosch: That’s debatable. What isn’t debatable is the fact that Konrad is focused tonight. And he’s showing it. Ezra has had almost zero offense so far.

Vinegar: And it doesn’t look like it’s going to change anytime soon. Konrad is applying a Boston Crab and you know that’s got to be like pouring salt into the wounds. Ezra is writhing in pain.

Lieberjosch: Nasmith is checking him but he doesn’t look like he’s even close to giving up.

Vinegar: No, he’s not. But that’s just making Konrad apply the hold even stronger.

Lieberjosch: He better be careful, he’s going to tire himself out and that might give Wolf the opening he needs.

Covert Jay: You worry too much, Doc. Konrad’s got this in the bag.

Lieberjosch: Fine. What do I know?

Vinegar: Konrad breaks the hold! He must have heard you.

Covert Jay: And he’s turning his attention to Ezra’s kendo stick in the corner!

Vinegar: Look at that sick smile he’s got on his face! He’s grabbing it and looking at it like he’s just pulled the sword from the stone!

Covert Jay: Or stolen it from a jedi!

Vinegar: Konrad turns, but look out!

Lieberjosch: Kickin’ It Old School! What a move out of desperation from Ezra Wolf! And Konrad dropped the kendo stick! Could this buy Wolf the time he needs to get back into this match?

Vinegar: It appears so, he’s getting his bearings. He’s pulled Konrad to his feet and he hits him with a T-Bone suplex!

Covert Jay: And he immediately follows it up with a side headlock! He’s wrenching the neck of Konrad!

Lieberjosch: Konrad getting some leverage here, rising up to a knee. But Ezra releases the hold! And hits Konrad with a straight jab! And then an uppercut! A quick kick to the thigh, and another to the ribs! And a flurry of palm strikes that sends Konrad backpedaling into the corner!

Vinegar: And he finishes it off with a roundhouse kick to the side of Konrad’s head! Now it’s Ezra’s turn to grab his kendo stick!

Covert Jay: Watch out, though, Konrad is on the move…

Lieberjosch: Konrad charging forward! But Ezra just took a baseball swing! Did you hear that thwack!?

Vinegar: What a disturbing sound! The tape around it isn't just a representation of Jaden Korr, it also helps keep the wood intact and strong. And Ezra swings again! Another sound of the kendo stick slapping Konrad’s chest!

Lieberjosch: And another! And Ezra goes for the pin!

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Vinegar: KICK OUT! Konrad isn’t done just yet!

Lieberjosch: Wolf picks Konrad up and dodges a sloppy swing, before hitting him with a release German Suplex of his own!

Vinegar: Adios Amigo!

Covert Jay: See ya later. Where ya going?

Vinegar: No, I mean… that’s the name of the move.

Covert Jay: What is?

Vinegar: Adios Amigo…

Covert Jay: Okay? Bye? That’s kind of rude, wouldn’t you say Doc? Won’t even answer my question.

Vinegar: I can’t stand you.

Lieberjosch: Back to the action! Ezra is going for another pin!

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Vinegar: Three! No! Konrad kicks out again!

Lieberjosch: And now Ezra is continuing his attack!

Covert Jay: But Konrad is fighting back!

Vinegar: And Ezra dropkicks him to the outside!

Lieberjosch: Konrad struggles to his feet with the help of the ridiculous deep freezer he’s brought down here. And now he’s rummaging inside it again!

Vinegar: And… what is that? Is that an exhaust pipe?

Lieberjosch: It looks like it. It looks like an exhaust pipe for a race car.

Covert Jay: Forgive me, but I don’t believe that exhaust pipe meets the specs for this particular event. Konrad’s going to have to start at the back of the pack.

Lieberjosch: …I also can’t stand you.

Vinegar: Inside the ring, Ezra has picked up his kendo stick and is prepared for battle. Konrad, grimacing, cautiously climbs the apron and, still keeping his eye on Ezra, steps inside the ring.

Covert Jay: Oh! I knew he was gonna do that!

Vinegar: Ezra charges forward and hits Konrad across the back with his kendo stick!

Covert Jay: And another! Konrad is down to a knee! Ezra, going for a third strike with the kendo stick. My god, look at those welts on Konrad’s back! They’re purple!

Lieberjosch: OHH!

Vinegar: OHH!

Covert Jay: And that will ruin his week… Konrad just hit Ezra below the belt with that exhaust pipe! Ezra is slowly falling forward…

Vinegar: And Konrad jabs him in the face with the exhaust pipe! Ezra stumbles backwards and bounces off the ropes. Konrad takes a baseball swing!

Lieberjosch: But Ezra ducks! Konrad twirls around!

Vinegar: PEACE OUT!

Covert Jay: Later, homie.

Vinegar: NO! He just hit Konrad with it! He rolls Konrad over and makes the cover.

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Mitchell Dennis: Here is your winner, The Red-Eyed Warriorrrrr…. EZRAAAAAAAA WOOOOOOOOOLF!

[UGWC Staff]

Mitchell Dennis: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!!!
 
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!!
 
Mitchell Dennis: And it is for the UGWC Co-Operative Championship!!!!!
 
The lights go out and “Phucking Phreak” by Velvet Acid Christ blares over the PA system. Phrixus Diemos appears on the stage and slowly makes his way down the ramp to the ring. He climbs in and awaits his partner.
 
Vinegar: It should be noted that while Donovan and Phrixus have a long history of bad blood, they mesh very well as a team.
Leiberjosch: Well, the same was said for Donovan and Dave Rydell, but we saw how that turned out a couple months ago.
Vinegar: You can’t win them all.
Leiberjosch: Seems between the three of them, they can’t win anything.
 
“Invidia” by Yoko Shimomura hits the PA system and Donovan Hastings steps out onto the stage. He is sporting his dark cloak. He gets a few steps out onto the ramp before stretching his arms out, soaking in the adoring peasantry. That’s right, peasantry. He smirks and heads towards the ring, glaring at Phrixus, who glares back. Donovan gets in and tosses his cloak to ringside and the two don’t even speak. They both turn towards the stage.
 
Vinegar: Perhaps this is the night that the Baltimore Elite get dethroned.
Leiberjosch: Doubtful. They have been running roughshod over the Co-Operative division for some time now.
Vinegar: That they have and we are about to see them.
Covert Jay: HUTTAH!
Vinegar: Where the hell were you?
Covert Jay: Popcorn.
Leiberjosch: I can’t…
Covert Jay: Yes you can. It’s a trash can, not a trash cannot. Don’t doubt yourself, good doctor.
 
The lights go out as the heavy guitar riffs of "Violent Fetish" by Disturbed fill the arena. As the lyrics kick in, an orange spotlight hits the entrance where Ken Davison is standing, with his half of the Co-Operative Titles around his waist, slightly hunched over with a sadistic smile on his face.

Bring The Violence
It's Significant
To The Life
If You've Ever Known Anyone
Bring The Violence
It's Significant
To The Life
Can You Feel It?
OW! OW! OW!!!

Davison steps to the side, motioning towards the entrance way as Disturbed fades out and gives way to "Mz Hyde" by Halestorm begins wailing over the PA system as the 'Jawdropper' steps out from behind the curtain, with her half of the Co-Operative Titles around her waist, clad in her trademarked orange cropped tank top, baggy grey sweatpants and skater shoes. She's got a playful grin on her lips as she stops at the top of the ramp and motions out to the cheering crowd as Ken nods at her. Easily noticed is the full bottle of Jack Daniels she's holding in her right hand as she begins down the ramp, slapping the fans hands with her free hand along the way.

I can be the bitch,
I can play the whore,
Or your fairytale princess who could ask for more
A touch of wicked,
A pinch of risque,
Good girl gone bad, my poison is your remedy
 
As the lyrics continue, Johnson slides into the ring under the bottom rope and rises to her feet, moving into the nearest corner and jumping up onto the second turnbuckle. Ken stands protectively in front of her while she motions to the crowd once more as she pops open the whiskey bottle, toasting the crowd before taking a swig! The crowd continues cheering as she jumps down and seals the bottle, dropping it in that very same corner before she begins circling the ring, awaiting the match to begin. Ken, meanwhile, stands stoically, waiting for the match to begin.
 
Mitchell Dennis: The challengers, the team of Donovan Hastings and Phrixus Diemos!
 
A mixed reaction for the challengers as Mitchell points to the champions corner.
 
Mitchell Dennis: And the champions… Ken Davison and Kyra Johnson… The Baltimoooooooore ELLLLLIIIIIIIITTTTTTTEEEEEE!!!!!!
 
DING DING DING!!!!!!
 
Vinegar: The bell has rung and we are underway. Donovan starting against Kyra and he quickly gets her in a side headlock.
 
Leiberjosch: She shoves him into the ropes but wham! Shoulder block from Donovan.
 
Covert Jay: Down like a sack of potatoes.
 
Vinegar: Indeed. Donovan with a few stomps on one half of the champions here. Quickly covering Kyra!
 
 



 
 
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Leiberjosch: He should know better.
 
Covert Jay: I agree. He is the Lord of Pain. Lord’s should always know better.
 
Vinegar: Donovan back on the offensive. Whipping Kyra into the corner.
 
Leiberjosch: Following up with a vicious clothesline but Kyra is still up in the corner.
 
Vinegar: Donovan Backs up and goes for another but she somersaults out of the way!
 
Covert Jay: Uh oh! She’s running!
 
Leiberjosch: Donovan just realized she’s behind him!
 
Vinegar: Shotgun dropkick to his chest, right into the corner!
 
Covert Jay: That was rough. Must’ve knocked the wind out of him with the way he’s holding his chest.
 
Leiberjosch: Fear is looking on quite intently, not lifting a finger thus far in the match.
 
Vinegar: Same can be said for Ken!
 
Leiberjosch: Yeah but he’s at least showing some emotion on the outside.
 
Covert Jay: Kyra has Donovan up in the ring. Snap suplex!
 
Vinegar: Following up with a reverse armbar! But Donovan is able to break free.
 
Leiberjosch: Is he waving his finger at her? Oh he is cocky. I like it.
 
Vinegar: Could get him in trouble here!
 
Leiberjosch: WHOA! KEN DAVISON JUST SUPERKICKED HIM FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!
 
Vinegar: Sam Green is not happy about this and is shoving Ken back to his corner!
 
Covert Jay: UH OH! FEAR IS IN THE RING!
 
Vinegar: He was waiting for his moment! He just hit a vicious German Suplex on Kyra!
 
Leiberjosch: That sneaky son of a…
 
Vinegar: He just slipped right out of the ring before Sam Green noticed! Ken Davison is NOT happy!
 
Covert Jay: Donovan is pulling himself up with the ropes and Fear has his hand out for the tag and he gets it!
 
Leiberjosch: Donovan rolls out and Fear comes in and hits a sliding dropkick to the face of Kyra as she’s getting up.
 
Vinegar: He sees Ken coming in! CLOTHESLINE OVER THE TOP ROPE!
 
Leiberjosch: Oh now he’s taunting Ken?! Bad idea!
 
Covert Jay: Yeah, bad idea kimosabe!
 
Vinegar: Fear turns around and grabs a rising Kyra for a snap German Suplex with a bridge. Cover!
 
 
 
 




 
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Leiberjosch: They’ve all still got some fight left in them. We haven’t been here that long! You’d think the veterans would know that!
 
Covert Jay: Aren’t they all long time veterans?
 
Vinegar: That’s a good point! Maybe it’s the instinct to try and get this over with quickly!
 
Leiberjosch: I think that’s the logic in all matches.
 
Vinegar: Fair enough. WHOA! QUICK ROLL UP FROM KYRA TO FEAR!!!
 
 




 
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Vinegar: If you are watching at home, and you blinked, you just missed the fastest counter!
 
Leiberjosch: I definitely saw what happened and Fear did not expect that!
 
Covert Jay: I missed it, what happened? REPLAY!
 
Vinegar: Fear is coming up and catches a running knee to the face! But his veteran instincts are to roll out of the ring.
 
Covert Jay: That’s smart!
 
Leiberjosch: Not really because here comes Ken Davison with a body tackle right into the steel steps!
 
Vinegar: That echo was vicious. But wait! Here comes Donovan Hastings!
 
Leiberjosch: Kyra felt his presence as she ducked under a clothesline from behind!
 
Covert Jay: REVERSE NECKBREAKER! And now she’s hurling the Lord of pain out of the ring!
 
Vinegar: He landed on his feet!
 
Covert Jay: LIKE A CAT! PSPSPSPSSSSSSS
 
Leiberjosch: She has no idea and he’s back in the ring behind her!
 
Vinegar: She turns! RIGHT INTO DESTINY’S CALL!!!!!!!!!
 
Leiberjosch: But he’s not legal! He can’t cover!
 
Covert Jay: He’s eyeballing ringside! Ken is pulling Fear up from the steel step wreckage!
 
Vinegar: Baseball slide from Donovan right into Ken’s face!
 
Leiberjosch: He just slammed into our table! HEY GET OUT OF HERE!
 
Covert Jay: I don’t think Donovan likes you.
 
Leiberjosch: Why do you say that?
 
Covert Jay: His middle finger told me.
 
Vinegar: Donovan just hurled Ken Davis over the barricade and then rolled Fear back into the ring!
 
Leiberjosch: I hope he gets his team disqualified!
 
Vinegar: They haven’t done anything you weren’t okay with before.
 
Leiberjosch: Well that was then, this is now!
 
Covert Jay: Fear is looking at Kyra and goes for a cover!
 
 





 
 
 
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Vinegar: BARELY got her shoulder up after that Destiny’s Call! Too much time went by!
 
Leiberjosch: Donovan is back up on the apron and asks for the tag and Fear gives it to him. Kyra is looking for Ken but he’s out in the nosebleeds right now!
 
Covert Jay: Here comes Donovan! Clothesline to Kyra!!
 
Vinegar: Fear is taking some time on the outside to regroup! This match has been fast paced and WHOA! What a belly to belly from Donovan to Kyra!
 
Leiberjosch: Systematically taking them apart. And Ken is still at the concession stands right now so if they want to win, now’s the time!
 
Covert Jay: Donovan whips Kyra into the corner and puts her on the top rope! Fear is back on the apron!
 
Vinegar: Donovan sees him and points to him. Fear is up on the top rope in his corner!
 
Leiberjosch: No way… NO WAY!!!!
 
Covert Jay: YES WAY!
 
Vinegar: INEVITABILITY FROM DONOVAN HASTINGS TO KYRA JOHNSON!
 
Leiberjosch: METEOR PRESS FROM FEAR TO KYRA!!!! HOLY FUCKING SHIT BALLS!!!!!!
 
Covert Jay: TANDEM FINISHERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Vinegar: Donovan with the cover! WE HAVE NEW CO-OPERATIVE CHAMPIONS!!!!!!!!!
 
 
 






 
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BROKEN UP BY KEN DAVISON!!!!!!!!!! 
 
 






 
Leiberjosch: HOLY SHIT HOW DID KEN DAVISON BREAK THE PIN?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
 
Covert Jay: HE MOVED SO FUCKING FAST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Vinegar: Ken sees Fear on the apron and goes to knock him off but Fear dropped down!!!
 
Leiberjosch: He drags Kyra to his corner and goes out and makes the tag happen!
 
Covert Jay: He just blasted throught he ropes like his corner was on fire! CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT, STAGE HANDS! IT’S ALL UP IN FLAMES OUT HERE!
 
Vinegar: Cool it.
 
Leiberjosch: I think that’s the plan…
 
Covert Jay: heh….heh…..
 
Vinegar: Dammit…. Back to the match please! Ken just punted Donovan right in the ribcage and Kyra is back in her corner regrouping after that onslaught!
 
Leiberjosch: Ken whips Donovan into the corner and hits a huge body splash to follow up.
 
Covert Jay: Pulls him out and right into a stalling suplex. But he isn’t covering!
 
Vinegar: He knows it isn’t time.
 
Leiberjosch: He whips Donovan off the ropes and catches him with a back body toss!
 
Vinegar: Donovan crashes and slides! He just slid right up to one knee!
 
Covert Jay: SUPER HERO LANDING! HE JUST DID A SUPER HERO LANDING!!!!!!!
 
Vinegar: Donovan charges and clobbers and unsuspecting Ken Davison into the ropes!
 
Leiberjosch: He rebounds off right into a spinebuster from Donovan!
 
Covert Jay: Donovan dragging Ken over to his corner and tags in Fear.
 
Vinegar: Fear is in and Donovan is holding him up! Body shot after body shot and these two are working like a well oiled machine right now!
 
Leiberjosch: Sam Green is telling Donovan to break it and Ken just stomped on Donovan’s foot! Donovan is holding his foot!
 
Covert Jay: Ken catches him with a quick superkick that barely lands and knocks him through the ropes!
 
Vinegar: Fear grabs Ken and hits The Numbing and goes for the cover!
 
 







 
 
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Leiberjosch: Whoa that was close! Fear pulls Ken up and goes for The Numbing once again! Ken grabs the ropes in desperation and Fear falls face first to the mat!
 
Covert Jay: Ken turns around and Fear is slowly getting up!
 
Vinegar: ENZIGURI TO THE FACE!!!!
 
Covert Jay: Ken pulls him in for a Northern Lights Suplex and nails it!
 
Vinegar: Donovan is sliding into the ring but Kyra is right there!
 
Leiberjosch: BLACK OUT!!!!  SHE JUST HIT THE MOVING TARGET!!!!
 
Covert Jay: Ken is stalking Fear!!!! He’s waving Kyra in!
 
Vinegar: BOTTOM OF THE BOTTLE!!!!! DOUBLE TEAM FINISHER!!!!!!!!
 
Leiberjosch: Ken pulls Fear back up while Kyra goes to make sure Donovan stays out!
 
Covert Jay: JAWDROPPER TO FEAR!!!!!!! JAWDROPPER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Vinegar: KEN COVERS!!!!!!
 
 
 









 
 
 
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DING DING DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



 
 
 
Mitchell Dennis: Here are your winners and STILLLLLLLLL THE UGWC CO-OPERATIVE CHAMPIONS…….. KEN DAVISON AND KYRA JOHNSON…….. THE BALTIMOOOOOOOORRREEEEEE EEEEEEEELLLLLIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[UGWC Staff]

Vinegar: We continue here at Battleground with our third of three championship matches of the evening!

Covert Jay: I’ve been looking forward to this one all night, we’re running back the final two from last month’s Outlast Tournament, but this time they’re both fresh, may the best ninja win!

The arena goes black. The opening chords of "Undead" by Hollywood Undead blare over the Arena PA system. One by one, spotlights around the arena begin fading in and out, alternating between a bright white and deep purple tones. As the bass line kicks into its highly recognized bone jarring chorus the spotlights sync their flashing with the rhythm. Suddenly the spotlights all turn at once, illuminating the stage in a brilliant flash and a radiating glow. Lucy Wylde steps out from behind the curtain onto center stage just as the crowd begins to cheer and sing along with the song...

UNDEAD!!!!!

UNDEAD!!!!!

UNDEAD!!!!!

UNDEAD!!!!!

As the verse begins, Lucy begins walking towards the ring, a big smile on her face as she moves from side to side along the aisle - slapping the hands of the fans as she goes. She gets to ringside and runs up the ring steps, climbing into the ring and ascending the far turnbuckle, raising her arms into the air. She pulls a pair of fingerless leather gloves from her back pocket and puts them on, one by one. Her music begins to fade into the background of the cheers of the fans. Once both gloves are tight, she clenches both fists and jumps down from the turnbuckle, awaiting the opening bell.

Mitchell Dennis: The following contest is set for one fall and is for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!! Introducing first, the challenger, from Baltimore, Maryland, LUUCCCYYYYY WYYYYYYLLLLLLDDDDDDEEEEE!!!

Vinegar: She is a Grand Slam Champion in UGWC, a former WrestleStock Cup Winner and four years removed from the first time she held our World Title, but Lucy Wylde has had a resurgent performance so far here in 2022.

Lieberjosch: Runner-up performances in both the Global Challenge and the Outlast Tournament has some people asking if Lucy can still win the big one when it counts, but a victory tonight would silence the critics and make her a 2-Time UGWC World Champion.

When the lights dim down,and cameras zoom onto the entrance ramp, there's a figure in ring gear with his back turned to the ring. He's pounding his fists, throwing combos, his head bobbing like a snake's before it strikes. Then, once that bass drop hits, darkness becomes light, as the lights from mobile phones and cameras provide the pyro.



Tony marches down to the ring, head still bobbing, sporting an acrid murder face. Focused to the point there is nothing else but him, and the idiot he's about to pummel senseless. He slides into the ring, climbs the turnbuckle, and tosses his jacket to the crowd. He smirks that million dollar smile of his, jumps down and works the turnbuckle like a heavy bag. Finally, he stands in the center of the ring, waiting for the bell.

Mitchell Dennis: And her opponent, he is the reigning AND defending World Heavyweight Champion, from London, United Kingdom, TOONNYYYY SAAVVVVAAGGGGEEEEE!!!

Covert Jay: From where this ninja sits, Tony Savage has already locked up Breakout Star of the Year. He came in as the dominant Chaos Champion, and merely two weeks after losing that title, he wins the Outlast Tournament and becomes the World Champion!

Vinegar: And Savage is also the Keeper of the Outlast Key, which means he already has a guaranteed spot in the Keys to the Kingdom Match coming later this year.

DING DING!!

Vinegar: Match officially underway, and Savage and Wylde both taking their time, cautious in the early moments.

Lieberjosch: A lot of respect between these two, they teamed together at Outlast and advanced together into the finals, and it was Lucy that Savage beat last to win that night, both very familiar with what they’re up against.

Vinegar: They finally come together into a double elbow tie-up, Savage looks to be overpowering her, but Wylde slips out and twists him into a hammerlock. Savage swings back with an elbow, but she releases his arm and ducks under it before taking him down with a leg sweep.

Covert Jay: Savage tries to get right back to his feet, stands into a springboard leg lariat from Lucy, she goes right into the cover, but Savage shoves her right off and rolls away.

Lieberjosch: Lucy Wylde using her speed and agility to her advantage, this is not the match that Tony Savage wants to have.

Vinegar: Savage is fully aware of that fact as he gets back to his feet, watching Wylde carefully as she looks for another opening.

Covert Jay: Savage advances and she darts in low, but he drops and hooks her with his arm, flinging Lucy back hard into the turnbuckle. He comes in with a big haymaker, but she rolls under it, out of the corner and past him.

Vinegar: Wylde rolls to her feet and rushes back at him, but runs right into a double leg takedown, and Savage immediately goes into the top mount, raining down a pair of forearm shots before attempting to transition into a kimura lock, but Wylde slips out and rolls towards the ropes before he can lock it in.

Lieberjosch: If Tony Savage can slow this match down and keep Lucy grounded like he almost had her there, he’ll be in very good position to retain here tonight.

Vinegar: Wylde uses the ropes to pull herself back up, Savage charges at her, but she pulls down the top rope and he spills out to ringside!

Covert Jay: Lucy to her feet, uses the far ropes to build momentum as she charges and leaps over the ropes for the Meteor Strike!

Lieberjosch: But Savage greets her at ringside with a superman punch!

Vinegar: A car crash of a collision at ringside, not sure who exactly got the worst of that, as Glenn Burke is out at ringside and checking on both of them.

Lieberjosch: Referee back into the ring and starting a ten count, nobody wants to see a double countout here.

Vinegar: Wylde trying to get back to her feet, but Savage is already up, and he grabs her and whips her into the steel steps, the impact echoing through the arena!

Lieberjosch: Savage rolls in and out to break the count, turns his attention back to Lucy and short arms her into a spinning belly to belly suplex! Tony Savage is hurling Lucy Wylde all around the ringside area!

Vinegar: And now he sends her back into the ring, climbs up on the apron himself and gets admonished by the referee before stepping back in through the ropes.

Lieberjosch: Nobody paid money to see Glenn Burke tonight! This is a World Title Match! Stay out of the way and let them fight!

Vinegar: Savage seems to share in that opinion, and he goes to cover Wylde now, but she surprises him with an inside cradle!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!!!





Vinegar: Savage kicks out and rolls away!

Covert Jay: The veteran ring awareness of Lucy Wylde coming into play there, she is as resilient as they come!

Vinegar: Wylde ducks under a clothesline attempt from Savage, handsprings off the ropes and into Mindblow!

Lieberjosch: But Savage catches her in the Spinbuster to End ALL Spinebusters!

Vinegar: Savage hooks the leg!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!!!





Vinegar: Wylde gets the shoulder up!

Lieberjosch: Lucy Wylde kicked out there, but Tony Savage has had an answer already for both the Meteor Strike and Mindblow, the World Champion came prepared tonight!

Vinegar: Savage brings Wylde to her feet and into the corner, and begins working her over with vicious punches!

Lieberjosch: He’s working on Ten Piece and a Biscuit!

Vinegar: But as he winds up for the big uppercut, she defiantly slaps him in the face!

Lieberjosch: Savage is momentarily stunned as Lucy slumps against the turnbuckle, he charges back but is greeted by a boot to the face!

Vinegar: Savage stumbles away, recovers and charges back again, but this time Wylde explodes out of the corner and catches him with a spear!

Covert Jay: Lucy rolls to her feet, her adrenaline is pumping, and she lines up and connects with Keep Your Chin Up!!!

Vinegar: Wylde has the cover!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!!!





Vinegar: Savage has his foot on the bottom rope!

Lieberjosch: Lucy is exasperated, and she holds up three fingers to the referee, but he makes a show of pointing at the foot on the rope like people paid to see it.

Vinegar: You’re very rough on Burke tonight, he made a good call just now.

Lieberjosch: I find it ridiculous when a referee even considers a double count out on a Pay-Per-View.

Vinegar: Wylde brings Savage away from the ropes, looking for the Fury Brand, but Savage narrowly evades it, and he pounces on her and locks her into the Trans Atlantic Tap-Out!

Lieberjosch: That is fully locked in! She’s not getting out of that!

Vinegar: Lucy Wylde trying to twist her body and get leverage, to no avail!

Covert Jay: No ninja could get out of the Trans Atlantic Tap-Out!

Lieberjosch: She’s fading!

Vinegar: But she reaches out with her foot, stretching towards the ropes!

Lieberjosch: Savage trying to increase the torque! She’s not going to get there!

Covert Jay: SHE DOES!!!

Vinegar: Wylde manages to touch the bottom rope with her foot, and Glenn Burke emphatically taps Savage and signals for him to release!

Covert Jay: Savage does and starts to raise his arms, but Burke emphatically signals again, and the champ can’t believe it.

Lieberjosch: Savage shaking his head, but he turns his attention back to Lucy, she’s slowly getting back to her feet, holding her neck, here comes ONE SHOT, ONE KILL!!!

Covert Jay: WYLDE LIBERATION!!!!

Vinegar: Wylde caught Savage with Wylde Liberation, and now she heads to the corner, climbing to the top rope!

Covert Jay: CALAMITY FROM THE SKIES!!!!!

Vinegar: She hits it! Lucy Wylde hooks the leg!





ONE!!!





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THREE!!!!!!!





Mitchell Dennis: Here is your winner, and the NEW World Heavyweight Champion, LUUCCYYY WYYYLLLLLLDDDDDEEEEE!!!!

Covert Jay: She did it!

Vinegar: Lucy Wylde has made it back to the top of the mountain! For the second time in her career, she is the UGWC World Champion!

Lieberjosch: She’s the champion, but Tony Savage is still a keyholder, and with the year he’s having, he’ll be back for it!

Vinegar: In the meantime, Lucy Wylde will go on to defend the title next month at the WrestleStock Festival, and we’re about to find out against who!

Covert Jay: Our main event, the Battleground Match, is up next!

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Vinegar: And now it’s time… for the Battleground Match. What a night it has been so far ladies and gentlemen, but this is it! This is the match we’ve been waiting for. And the winner of this match will walk away with the Battleground Key.

Liberjosch: That’s right, and the way this match works is, two competitors begin the match, with an additional entrant coming in every five minutes.

Vinegar: Elimination occurs when a competitor cannot answer the ten count from the referee. In this case, Brian Chartreuse.

Covert Jay: And did we mention the cell that surrounds the ring? As each competitor enters, Hazel East will shut and lock the cell door, leaving these animals locked up with each other and nothing to do except beat the holy hell out of the other.

Vinegar: The winner is obviously the last person standing. Let’s get to the action and see who our first two competitors will be!



“You Know My Name” plays as pyro explodes at the top of the ramp. As the music softens, Travis Pierce steps out from backstage. He walks down and looks up at the Battleground structure as he steps inside the cell and into the ring.

Mitchell Dennis: Ladies and gentlemen, here’s your first Battleground participant. He is the Icon of Entertainment… Traviiiiiiiis Piiiiiiiiierce!

Vinegar: Not a favorable place to start this match, but it isn’t impossible to win it from this point.

Lieberjosch: Seb did it last year.

Covert Jay: Well, moron, good for Happy Gilmo-my god!

Vinegar: What?

Covert Jay: …it’s a… it’s a movie reference.

Mitchell Dennis: And your second Battleground participant…



“Break Those Bones Whose Sinews Gave Them Motion” plays and Zane Scott steps from the back with a knowing, snarky grin on his face. He shakes his head as he stands at the top of the stage, disgusted with his placement in the match. Nodding, he focuses his attention on Pierce inside the cell and walks down the ramp and to the ring. Once ringside, he steps through the doorway to the cell and Hazel East locks it behind him. He gets into the ring and glares a hole through Pierce the way an angry dog glares at a trespasser of his property.

Vinegar: Zane Scott and Travis Pierce starting this out here tonight, and what an interesting matchup this is.

Covert Jay: Do you think Pierce stole Zane’s girlfriend or something? Look at the way he’s looking at him!

Lieberjosch: That’s just the way Zane looks. He claims the Coalition and the powers that be here have been shady towards him and his opportunities. In my opinion, it’s gotten to his head and made him paranoid. Maybe Ol’ Bob hit him more than a few times with you-know-who when the cameras weren’t rolling.

Covert Jay: Do you think so?

Vinegar: The bell rings and Zane and Travis begin circling the ring! Christ, Zane looks like an angry shark, doesn’t he?

Lieberjosch: Travis looks pretty focused himself.

Vinegar: Zane sidesteps a tie up attempt from Travis, and gives him a clubbing forearm for his efforts! Travis arches his back in a bit of surprise as he takes a few funny steps away from Zane.

Covert Jay: Zane steps forward and throws maybe a size 15 boot against the back of Pierce’s knee, making him kneel. Zane drives an elbow to the back of his head and roughly grabs him by the back of the neck, pulling him backwards and into a back suplex.

Lieberjosch: That’s not just an everyday back suplex either. That’s a suplex that, when you hit the mat, you know it was a Zane Scott suplex!

Vinegar: And Zane is bringing Pierce up by his hair, but Pierce manages to break free from his grip!

Covert Jay: And he dropkicks Zane in the knee!

Vinegar: That’s the braced one. Smart move here by Pierce.

Covert Jay: I mean… how many people you know have tried to take Zane out via his knees?

Vinegar: No need to be a smartass.

Covert Jay: No need to be a dumbass.

Lieberjosch: Would you both please focus. Pierce is quickly ascending the turnbuckle! This could be far too early for a high risk maneuver! He may be signing his own death warrant!

Vinegar: Missile dropkick! And Pierce connects!

TEN!!!

Lieberjosch: Here we go.





NINE!!!





EIGHT!!!





SEVEN!!!





SIX!!!





FIVE!!!





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ONE!!!




Vinegar: It’s Magdalena Lockheart!

Lieberjosch: Hazel East letting her into the cell, and Maggie is ready to fight! She slides into the ring and catches Pierce with a spinning heel kick!

Vinegar: Zane is just getting up, and he eats a step-up enziguri! Magdalena begins pummeling the larger man with elbows and kicks and a flurry of punches as well.

Lieberjosch: She turns and ducks a clothesline from Pierce! Using her momentum, she runs and ricochets off the ropes with a flying forearm! And Pierce is down!

Vinegar: Look at the energy she’s brought to the match. Pierce and Scott were caught off their guard and she’s capitalizing!

Covert Jay: Lockheart standing, and Zane gives her a stiff punch to the kidney.

Lieberjosch: Leveling the Cypress! And all of Maggie’s momentum has been taken away just like that!

Vinegar: Zane pulling her up by her hair now, and slams her down with a devastating spinebuster!

Covert Jay: Zane turns his attention to Pierce, but Pierce is up and waiting. He charges forward and hits Zane with a flying crossbody!

Vinegar: But Zane catches him! And powerslams him to the mat!

TEN!!!


Vinegar: Already?


NINE!!!


Covert Jay: Time flies when you’re having fun. Or when you’re a ninja.


EIGHT!!!


Vinegar: How original.


SEVEN!!!





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FIVE!!!





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TWO!!!





ONE!!!







Covert Jay: It’s Dave Rydell!

Vinegar: And he’s taking his time to get down there. Meanwhile, Pierce, Scott, and Lockheart are taking turns on offense.

Lieberjosch: It looks like Lockheart and Pierce are breaking off into their own fight. And that leaves Zane waiting at the cell door for Rydell!

Vinegar: Rydell enters… and he and Zane begin trading lefts and rights. Rydell gets the upper hand and backs Zane up against the ring apron. But Zane hits Rydell with a headbutt!

Lieberjosch: Finally it looks like Hazel East is able to close the cell door.

Covert Jay: It only took her five minutes. The next guy should be coming out any second.

Vinegar: Zane rolling Rydell into the ring. And Rydell is up first, and stomps on Zane as he slides in himself. Zane shoves Rydell away, and gets to his feet. He misses a clothesline and Rydell hits him with a swinging neckbreaker!

Lieberjosch: Do you realize just how much UGWC history is in this ring, right now?

Vinegar: Some of the greats, Doc.

Covert Jay: Magdalena Lockheart is trading blows with Pierce! She ducks a Pierce clothesline and he rolls to the apron. Lockheart gets a running start and goes in for a spear, but Pierce sidesteps her and Lockheart crashes into the cell! Chartreuse begins his count.

ONE!!!





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FIVE!!!





SIX!!!





Vinegar: But Maggie is up at six.

Covert Jay: Barely. She’s groggy.

Vinegar: Rydell just hit Zane with a tornado DDT!

TEN!!!





NINE!!!




EIGHT!!!





SEVEN!!!





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FIVE!!!





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ONE!!!







Vinegar: It’s Seb!

Covert Jay: And that means the last entrant will be the Tempest!

Lieberjosch: Seb entering the cell.

Vinegar: And he and Pierce immediately start working together against Maggie.

Covert Jay: Piercing Media Empire!

Lieberjosch: They hit Maggie with a double neckbreaker.

Vinegar: Zane and Rydell now temporarily putting their differences aside as they go face to face with Pierce and Seb…

Covert Jay: And Pierce turns and hits Seb! And now all three men are taking turns beating Seb with forearms and kicks and jabs.

Lieberjosch: Well that was short lived.

Covert Jay: It’s strategy. And good strategy too, I might add. You know that Seb has won the last two Battleground matches, right?

Vinegar: Oh, no… Zane is lifting Seb up now, Rydell and Pierce on either side… Triple powerbomb!

Click…

Static…

TEN!!!


Vinegar: And they’ve cut the lights…


NINE!!!




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FIVE!!!





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THREE!!!





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ONE!!!








Lieberjosch: The lights back on now! Oh man…

Vinegar: Tempest is standing over Seb! What’s he doing!?

Lieberjosch: It appears he’s protecting him… but why?

Covert Jay: And… I mean, how dumb can you be? Rydell just basically ran through him and now Zane, Pierce, and Rydell are beating him down as well.

Vinegar: Not so fast! There’s Maggie!

Covert Jay: She begins her attack on Pierce now, throwing elbows and knocking him backwards into the corner. But Zane grabs her by the hair and is pulling her backwards!

Vinegar: Watch out! Pierce just hit Maggie with The Truth Hurts! And I think Zane may have ripped some of her hair out as she was being pulled down! Chartreuse begins his count.

ONE!!!


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NINE!!!


TEN!!!

Elimination: Magdalena Lockheart

Vinegar: And that’s our first elimination. Some strange alliances forming here. Would you have thought Zane and Pierce and Rydell would be joining forces to pick apart the other half of the field?

Lieberjosch: You never really know. Zane and Rydell now are fighting it out with Seb and Tempest!

Covert Jay: Boy, that sounds awkward, doesn’t it?

Vinegar: Meanwhile, Pierce is taking a breather. He just waved at Zane and Rydell as if it’s their job to do the heavy lifting!

Lieberjosch: Seb hits Zane with a german suplex. He tries to roll through, but Rydell breaks the lock, which was loose anyway, with the energy it took to lift Zane. Rydell catches Seb off guard and puts him in the Rydell Lock!

Covert Jay: But Tempest scurries like a bug across the ring and gouges Rydell’s eyes! My goodness!

Vinegar: Tempest stands and Zane is about to center his attack on the Astro Creep but pauses. Suddenly, Tempest, Zane, Rydell, and Seb all turn their attention to Pierce, who is leaning in the corner.

Covert Jay: Pierce putting his hands out and trying to explain himself.

Vinegar: But they’re not buying it! Like a pack of wolves, the other four are on him. Tempest hits him with a Moseley Driver. Seb hits him with an Empire Kick! Rydell hits him with a Virus of Life! And Zane hits him with a Conspiracy of Silence!

ONE!!!


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NINE!!!


TEN!!!

Elimination: Travis Pierce

Vinegar: Rydell immediately taking advantage of the opening, and hits Zane from behind! He pulls him to his feet and tosses him to the outside, where he follows. Seb watches on.

Covert Jay: And then turns…

Lieberjosch: Tempest is standing there! Grinning like an idiot! Seb is grinning back at him! And a war that has been culminating for over a year is coming to a head! Seb and Tempest! Seb fights off Tempest trying to bite him! And hits a snap suplex that sends Tempest sliding nearly out of the ring!

Vinegar: Meanwhile, Rydell has just whipped Zane into the cell! He goes for the Tip of the Spear!

Covert Jay: But Zane sidesteps him! And Rydell crashes headfirst into the cell!

Vinegar: On the inside of the ring, Tempest and Seb continue to trade offense! Tempest going for Tiptoe Thru The Tulips to a charging Seb! But Seb puts on the brakes and Tempest stomps on nothing but canvas!

Covert Jay: Empire Kick!

ONE!!!


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EIGHT!!!


Covert Jay: Tempest struggling to his feet.

Vinegar: Seb sizing him up now, perhaps for a second Empire Kick!

Lieberjosch: He charges forward, and Tempest dropkicks him in the knee! Seb lands backwards on his stomach, buying Tempest some time. He pulls Seb to his feet, but Seb shoves him back into the corner. Sprinting forward, Seb goes for another Empire Kick. Tempest ducks, quickly and the Chelsea Crippler’s leg goes through the ropes!

Vinegar: Tempest sidesteps and pulls Seb by the arm, spinning him around. Seb fights back, but Tempest drops and hits him right between the legs, sending Seb doubling over.

Lieberjosch: Tempest has Seb’s legs tangled in the ropes and… wait a minute… no, he has Seb’s legs spread in the corner! What’s he… He’s backpedaling and measuring him up.

Vinegar: Tempest charges forward… Jack-In-the-Box!

Covert Jay: Tempest turns around just in time to eat a big boot from Rydell. Seb stumbles out of the corner and Rydell hits him with Virus of Life!

ONE!!!


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NINE!!!


TEN!!!

Elimination: Sebastian Everett-Bryce

Vinegar: And then there were three!

Lieberjosch: Zane is back in the ring, favoring his back. Rydell attempts a Virus of Life!

Covert Jay: But Zane shoves him away! Tiptoe Thru The Tulips! Tempest coming from out of nowhere!

Vinegar: Kneed to No!

Covert Jay: No! Tempest scurried away! Meanwhile, Rydell is on the mat.

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

Covert Jay: Zane miscalculates Tempest’s momentum as he catches him on the run, pulling him up into Exiled and Erased.

THREE!!!

FOUR!!!

Vinegar: Tempest slides down Zane’s back and almost lands awkwardly in the ring!

FIVE!!!

SIX!!!

Vinegar: Rydell manages to pull himself to his feet.

Covert Jay: Zane turns.

Vinegar: Virus of Life on Zane!

ONE!!!

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SEVEN!!!

EIGHT!!!

NINE!!!

TEN!!!

Elimination: Zane Scott

Vinegar: Watch out!

Covert Jay: Tempest wastes no time climbing onto the back of Rydell. He’s got him in the Fishboy Sculpture!

Lieberjosch: Submissions won’t get you the victory in this match!

Vinegar: Zane just came to, and shoved Tempest off of Rydell!

Covert Jay: He just grabbed Rydell… Salt the Earth!

Vinegar: Get him out of here! What’s he doing!?

Lieberjosch: Frustration. Zane’s frustration got the better of him tonight. What a hell of a showing, minus that one blemish he just had. A lapse in judgment.

Vinegar: Uh… guys. Chartreuse is making his ten count.

Lieberjosch: No… no don’t do that!

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NINE!!!

TEN!!!

Elimination: Dave Rydell

Vinegar: No damnit! Not like that!

Mitchell Dennis: Here is your winner, and the holder of the Battleground 2022 Key, Temmmmmmpeeeeeeeest!

Vinegar: That’s just a damn shame! Zane basically handed the Battleground Key to Tempest!

Covert Jay: There was an important lesson learned here tonight. And when I figure it out, I’ll let you guys know. For now, we’ve run out of time! We’ll see everyone in two weeks!

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Tempest wrote as Travis Pierce

Dave Rydell wrote as Tempest

Zane Scott wrote as Sebastian Everett-Bryce

Sebastian Everett-Bryce wrote as Maggie Lockheart

Travis Pierce wrote as Dave Rydell

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