"Crusader" Flynn Ghostwood vs Jock "The Cock" Wilson
Alara: “Ladies and Gentlemen, this next bout is scheduled for ONE FALL!”
“COCK A DOODLE DOOOOOOOOOO”
The telltale sounds of a rooster’s call echoes throughout the arena before Do you think I’m Sexy” hits the PA system and the lights dims, and a red glittering marple leap appears on the titentron pulsing with the beat of the song, before Martina struts through the curtain, this time dressed in a very skimpy nun costume, sunglasses and a cross shaped paddle which were dangling playfully from her fore finger as she looks out at the crowd smacking gum before as finally The Cock Of The Walk finally surfer walks his way on the stage singing the lyrics of the song to himself all too happy to smirk and strut his stuff.
Alara: “Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds, from Under the Covers, Toronto Canada… Jock “The Cock” WILSON!”
Jock winks at any lady he finds as he makes is way down the ramp followed closely by Martina whose taking her to time to playfully “pray for the sinners” who were ogling her.
Trey: “You’d think Jock would be a bit more focused this week as he takes on the unknown Ghostwood…”
Case: “Maybe he thinks its not a big deal, and it might not be for The Cock, He’s a vet after all! As far as we know, this crusader could be all talk!”
before he makes his way onto the steps and towards the ropes, he lowers himself between the middle of the ropes spreading his legs and giving a sleazy wink at the crowd before stepping into the ring, making his way to the corner, climbing it, spreading her arms wide trying to start a “Jock is Cock” chant.
The Arena shakes just a bit as the tense feed back from the start of Riot City's "Burn The Night" builds in tension, the crowd gets to their feet as they look to the stage. Light's go up with the building of the music for 10 seconds, then the lights go out, the solo guitar shred kicks in, then the rest of the band sounds off, lights flashing in time, revealing The Crusader, His back turned to the crowd, the Claymore on his jacket glinting off the flashing lights.
Alara: “And his opponent, also hailing from Toronto, Canada… weighing in at 220 pounds… He is “The Crusader” … FLYNN! GHOSTWOOD!”
Riot City rocks the arena and all eyes and spotlights are on Flynn Ghostwood as he spins to meet the crowd. With a bit of a cocky swagger he makes his way down to the ramp, observing the ring and the fans around him, he says something inaudible to the camera as he points down to the ring before, almost like he was telling the whole world a plan no one could hear.
Case: “The new kid on the block looks a bit too relaxed heading into this match, Trey! He hasn’t earned that swagger!”
Trey: “I have it on good authority, Flynn’s been studying Jock all week long, he might be a bit more prepared than he looks…”
He slips past the steel steps, slapping a few fan's hands and smoothly leaps up to the apron, he takes one last look at the crowd before he sinks between the ropes and takes a knee in the middle of the ring, he slips out of his long coat and points to the sky before leaping to his feet, ready to go!
The Ref calls for the bell as the match gets underway, the two circle each other as Jock takes a low stance, his technical background coming into play as Flynn looks a bit more hoppy, trained more as a striker he tended to keep loose. Jock was the first go in for a lock up, Flynn won the quick check and pulled Wilson into a side headlock. The Cock, however, slipped out of it and twisted Ghostwood’s arm into a wrist lock. Jock kept the momentum going and twisted behind for a Hammerlock, now in full control of Flynn.
Case: “Jock is keeping this fight pretty technical, but it looks like Flynn kept his eyes open during wrestling 101.”
Trey: “We’d heard Flynn has a bit of a martial arts background, Jock may want to keep on him if he doesn’t want the fight to go from technical to an all out bar brawl.”
The Crusader winced and tapped his feet for a moment in the wrist lock but used his bouncy stance to pull away and get some distance. Jock still had wrist control but it would be his undoing as Ghostwood grabbed his own hand and pulled him into a hard shoulder check. Wilson let go and hit the mat and with The Cock down, Flynn went for the ropes, bouncing off he came back and just narrowly stepped over Jock as he rolled. On Flynn’s return trip, Jock leapfrogged over him. Third time around Jock came back with a shoulder check of his own, with Flynn down now, Jock took a moment to pose for the fans.
Case: “For the Benefit of those with Flash Photography!”
Trey: “Damn where’s my phone when I need it!”
Jock turned to face Flynn who had gotten up, both of them had a big smirk on their face. Flynn mouthed something like ‘They said you were good!’ as they begun to circle each other again. Flynn this time took the initiative and ducked behind Jock. Wasting no time, he pulled Jock into a reverse DDT, but before The Crusader could bring it down, Wilson weaseled out of it, only to turn into a snap fisherman suplex, Flynn held the bridge for a pin but Wilson kicked out before the ref could even get into position.
Trey: “A Snap fisherman pin? Looks like Flynn can get technical too.”
Case: “Yeah but it’s gonna take a lot more than that to put The Cock down!”
Jock was up quick, and before Flynn could get to his feet, The Cock was on him like a shot, trying to go for wrist control again to pull him into a triangle choke, but The Crusader scrambled for the ropes, causing a rope break, the ref got between Flynn and Jock, pushing Jock off of him for a second, giving Wilson’s Valet Martina a chance to rush in and give Flynn’s face a hard slap with her paddle!
Case: “Sister Superior! I was wondering what that was for!”
Trey: “Oof, yeah, you can’t forget about the element outside the ring! That’s easily going to get into Flynn’s head!”
Flynn was up, and clearly looked a bit red as he was rightfully ticked off at Martina, but the distraction would cost him as Jock ambushed him with the Dominatrix Reloaded! Flynn went down hard and completely fell into Wilson’s submission! Scrambling again like he had before he was just close enough to the ropes to cause another rope break! Just by the tips of his toes!
Trey: “Like I said! The element outside the ring just nearly cost Ghostwood the match!”
Case: “Martina’s definitely on a crusade of her own with that paddle!”
Flynn retreated to a corner for a moment to catch his barings but even with the ref heading to check on him, Jock was in first, this time driving his boot into Flynn’s face! He held it there as he posed for the crowd and the ref counted to five. The Cock only pulled back at 4 and a half. As the ref reiterated the rules to Wilson, he was merely lining up his shot.
Case: “Flynn better move!”
Trey: “Ghostwood’s right in the strike zone!”
As the ref let up, Jock didn’t and immediately rushed Flynn, only inches away he tilted his entire groin to Flynn and attempted a stiff “Skull Fuck!” which would’ve been devastating had Flynn not slipped out of the ring just a second before! Devasting would describe the damage Jock did to his Cock when he went dick first into the bottom turnbuckle!
Case: “Nobody home! Ohh! He’s gonna be stiff after that one!”
Trey: “Or more like limp!”
Flynn slipped back into the ring and wasted no time himself as he started to land stiff shoot kicks across Jock’s back, the hard crack of leather on skin echoed out the arena as the crowd counted along! Flynn managed to get to 7 before the ref counted him down. Flynn backed off for only a second and then returned just to pull Jock up for a hard snap dragon suplex!
Trey: “Flynn is showing no mercy anymore!”
Case: “He took Jock lightly and paid for it! Can’t get mad now!”
Trey: “He got slapped in the face by a Nun, I think he could be a little mad…”
With Jock on his hands and knees in the middle of the ring, Flynn tapped his foot as he warmed up his leg for his Siegecraft knee strike, however just as he was about to put Jock’s lights out, Martina interfered again and grabbed at Ghostwood’s foot! The ref seeing this immediatly went to curse out The Cock’s Valet but Wilson on the other hand took full advantage of the distraction again and caught Flynn off guard with a Superkick! Flynn went down hard and Jock scrambled for a pin! The ref took a second to get into position to count!
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KICK OUT!!
Case: “JOCK would’ve HAD THAT!”
Trey: “The ref was just a bit busy dealing with Martina there! I think Jock only has her to blame!”
Jock looking at a loss for words got to his feet, he signaled for he the end as he put Flynn in position and went to the ropes, hoping over to the outside. ‘His crusade’s over!’ he shouted to the crowd.
Trey: “Looks like Wilson plans to put him away!”
Case: “This is unlike Jock! Going for high risk here!”
Trey: “Flynn looks like he’s still out though! This could be the final nail in his coffin!”
Jock, using the top rope as leverage, hoped up, and for a second, he balanced off the rope then springboarded for a cockscrew plancha! What he called the AirRooster! But just like the Skull Fuck before, nearly a split second was all Flynn needed to duck out of the way! Jock came down hard and hit nothing but Mat! He howled in Pain as he rolled to a seated position but just as he did Flynn hit from out of nowhere with a huge Siegecraft to the back of his head!
Trey: “SIEGECRAFT!”
Case: “I FELT THAT KNEE! I FELT IT FOR JOCK!”
Flynn had Jock right where he wanted him and went for a Pin! But he didn’t hook either leg and this gave Martina a chance to pull Jock out of the ring! The ref clearly had had enough of Martina interfering and was yelling at her from the ropes, she argued back as Jock held onto her for support.
Trey: “Martina better be careful or she’s going to get Jock disqualified here!”
Case: “Hey she’s worried about her man! That knee! I FELT THAT-WATCH OUT!”
Jock was the first to see it as he pushed Martina out of the way and took the full brunt of The Crusader crashing down on him from the ring! Flynn was up immediatly totally fired up after that picture perfect Suicide Dive!
Trey: “Help or no help! Flynn has Jock’s number here tonight!”
Flynn grabbed The Cock by his hair and tossed him back into the ring, sliding under the bottom rope himself he went for another pin!
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Kick out!
Jock through his entire body up on that one and retreated to a corner, still not even to his feet. Flynn wanted to end it now and went over to pick him up, but Jock managed to turn things around and caught Ghostwood with a swift uppercut! Flynn stumbled back holding his jaw!
Flynn falls into a seperate corner and Jock rushes in to pull him into a russian leg sweep, however Flynn fights him off with a few stiff elbows to Jock’s face! He stumbles back for just a second giving Ghostwood enough time to wind up for an even stiffer rolling elbow! Jock goes down but Flynn doesn’t let up, he pulls The Cock into the closest turnbuckle and sets him up on the top rope!
Trey: “Flynn could be setting up for the end here!”
Flynn rolled Jock into a package on his shoulders, before walking back into the ring only to drop him for a hard Crusade’s End! The Musclebuster flattens Jock in the middle of the ring giving Flynn a chance to push his shoulders to the mat!
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DING DING DING!!
Alara: “The winner of this match… The Crusader… FLYNN! GHOSTWOOD!”
Case: “That Crusade’s End looks like its worth the wait! Jock hasn’t moved since he got dropped!”
Trey: “Flynn isn’t coming out of this unscathed himself! Jock made sure he earned that winner’s purse tonight!"
The final scene in-ring before the transition is Mikey D. raising the hand of Flynn, with the crowd solidly behind him.