CONFLICT - TUCSON - 05/29/2022

[Robert Daniels]

Battleground Network Presents

CONFLICT
SUNDAY - 05/29/2022
MCKALE MEMORIAL CENTER
TUCSON, ARIZONA

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING IS LIVE FROM TUCSON, ARIZONA AND WE’RE INSIDE THE MCKALE MEMORIAL CENTER FOR CONFLICT!

BACKSTAGE...
RM Tapp is seen walking backstage. He has the King’s Road World Championship slung over his left shoulder. In his right hand is a can of Guava Tapp Water which he downs before giving the empty can to a nearby stagehand. The GRAPMASON finally notices the camera stopping in his tracks to address it.

RM TAPP: Here we go again. The most fundamentally sound wrestler to ever grace the business, here in Mainstream to bless you with another five star classic. Buy my chips.

RM Tapp smirks a little before brushing a bit of dirt of the KR Championship.

RM TAPP: I’m here to bless you all, YET AGAIN. But the thing is. You don’t really deserve it. I mean think about it. I showed up here, and didn’t win a single end of the year award. Me. Mr Nine NVR End of The Year Awards. And at first. I sat there and thought to myself, That has to be some sort of mistake right? Nope. Because when I came here and beat that Black Magic Garbage out of Bryan Ford, He finally got back to being looked at seriously as a competitor. Me. I did that. And did any of you say thank you? No.

TWFKA Tapp Addams runs his fingers through his hair chuckling a bit as he does.

RM TAPP: But see, when a company refuses to give me my proper dues, I do what I do best and show them that there’s not a single wrestler in this business that can do what it is that I do. When the other guys back here try to undermine my importance to the roster and the company as a whole, I remind them that this is my world, and I’m allowing them to coexist with me. When people forget that I am The Symbol of Professional Wrestling, I teach them a lesson in both Grappling and Respect.

He frowns now. Staring down at the main plate of the championship over his shoulder.

RM TAPP: So this World Television Grand Prix is mine for the taking. It’s inevitable whether you’re willing to be honest with yourselves or not. But if we ARE being completely honest? There’s not a single wrestler in this company, he’ll maybe even the world, more Mainstream that me.

CHARLES HUDSON:  Ladies and Gentlemen it’s Memorial Day Weekend and tonight somebody is taking home the prestigious Governors Cup!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  But that’s not all—tonight victor will challenge for the World Television Championship at a future date!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Let’s take our first commercial break and when we return will get down to some more Mainstream Wrestling!

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[Robert Daniels]

Carpenter Brut's “Leather Teeth” hits the speakers and the arena lights flash between white and red, drawing immediate boos from the crowd as Biggs enters. He is dressed in dark red ring gear and a black leather jacket, with the Mainstream United States Championship slung over his shoulder. An air of smug confidence shows on Biggs' face as he heads down the ramp towards the ring.

CHARLES HUDSON: What a pleasant surprise seeing Biggs here tonight! He wasn't scheduled for tonight's broadcast!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Biggs successfully defended the Mainstream United States Championship against Willow Dorn this past Sunday night at Mainstream 86: Zero Hour. I'm sure he's here to brag about that...

Biggs walks up the ring steps and wipes his feet on the apron before stepping through the ropes and mounting the near turnbuckle. He throws his arms outwards, soaking in the disdain of the crowd. The lights come back on as he hops down and calls for a mic. The crowd is letting him have it, chanting “BIGGS SUCKS! BIGGS SUCKS!” at the top of their lungs. Biggs can't help but laugh at it, flashing his signature smirk as he begins to speak.

BIGGS: I think you have me mistaken for your mothers, Tuscon!

This draws even more of the crowd's ire, and they transition to a loud, “F*** YOU BIGGS! F*** YOU BIGGS!” chant.

BIGGS: Please Tuscon, never on the first date! I'm not that kind of guy! Just because y'all are upset that DeAndre Hopkins got popped with a six-game suspension for popping PEDs doesn't mean you need to take it out on me!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: That's a low blow right there!

Biggs is beside himself with glee, laughing it up as the fans continue to rain down boos.

BIGGS: This past Sunday, I made my sixth successful title defense of this beautiful title you see slung over my left shoulder, the Mainstream Wrestling United States Championship. And you'd think that since I've held onto this title for just over 8 months now that I'd have more than 6 defenses to my name. Sadly this is not the case, despite the fact that I have made it clear that not only do I want to be a fighting champion, I also want to give anyone and everyone, whether they're Mainstream contracted talent or not a shot at this championship. Thus far, five people have stood up and said, “Yeah, let me take a crack at that.” There was Robert Zodiac, Elena Taylor, Dayna Barrett, Elena again, Alexandria Monroe, and Willow Dorn. So far, those five are the only ones who have had the courage to stand across from me in this ring and test themselves against the Ace of this company. Now not to disparage this group of competitors, but outside of Robert Zodiac, most of them can be classified as Tag Team specialists. I'm not saying that's a bad thing. It takes a special kind of talent to be a great Tag Team wrestler, and I applaud each and every one of them for not only having that skill, but also the will to challenge themselves and push themselves outside of their comfort zones. I may not like these people that I've faced, but outside of Robert Zodiac, I respect them! And for the record, I do like Elena Taylor. She's very humble, very focused. She'll go far.

“But that's neither here nor there. What is here though, is the opportunity for anyone in the back to come out here and get themselves a crack at winning a major championship! Now I'll tell you who won't answer this challenge. It won't be Jason Cashe. He turned tail and left Mainstream because he was so scared of the prospect of fighting me again.

“It won't be Skye Healy. She's content to play pretend with that made up so-called Legacy Title she nicked off of Billy Danielson that she won't even try to suffer the embarrassment of losing to me again!

“It won't be Mainstream World Heavyweight Champion, Chris Madison!

The crowd pops at the mention of the Madison.

BIGGS: Because me being United States Champion benefits Chris Madison. So long as I'm the U.S. Champ, theoretically, I'm too busy to chase after the World Heavyweight Championship. Now that's hardly the case, because despite my want to defend this belt every single night, my dance card has been sadly empty more often than not. Chris, let me assure you that so long as you have that belt around your waist, I have my sights set on you. And just as the admirable Lex Collins wants to do right by my U.S. Title and work his way to a title match, I want to do the same thing with you and your World Heavyweight Title. It's just a matter of time, Chris, but I'm coming for you. If it means me having to win the ECC should it take place, or if I have to keep stringing together win after win, sooner or later, I will get an opportunity at the World Heavyweight Championship, and I will pay you back for that Peruvian Necktie that you put me in on December 31st, 2021. By the way, Chris, hell of a match this past Sunday.

Biggs pulls down his shades and winks at the camera.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: That patronizing jerk!

BIGGS: Which brings me to the next person that I can absolutely 100% guarantee won't accept my open challenge, and that is former #1 Contender Bryan Ford! I mean after he became the first person to fail to win the World Heavyweight Championship after winning the Pinnacle Battle Royale, well he's probably too embarrassed to even show his face here tonight, or any night for that matter! To suffer the indignity of knowing that you were the first person to botch the opportunity, well man, I don't know how you come back from tha...

Kendrick Lamar's “DNA” blares over the speakers and the fans are on their feet! Bryan Ford walks forcibly onto the stage and down the ramp, making a beeline for the ring! He slides in under the ropes and walks right up to Biggs, who puts his hands up. Ford wastes no time decking Biggs, punching him right in the mouth and dropping him to the mat! Biggs wipes blood from his mouth as he scootches back into the ropes, and Bryan picks up the mic. Referees and agents have made their way to the ring and are standing between Biggs and Ford.

BRYAN FORD: I accept!

Biggs flashes a sly grin and pulls himself up by the ropes, picking his U.S. Title back up and handing it to one of the referees.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm being told that once the officials regain order here, Biggs will indeed be defending the Mainstream United States Championship against Bryan Ford after the break! Don't you dare change that channel!

[Robert Daniels]

Mainstream Wrestling CONFLICT comes back from the break with Graham Stevens in the ring, the ref holding the United States Title Belt, and Biggs & Bryan Ford backed up in their respective corners. Bryan is chomping at the bit, pulling on the ropes, looking ready to explode.

GRAHAM STEVENS: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 30-minute time limit and is for the Mainstream Wrestling United States Championship!

The referee raises the U.S. Title high for the world to see!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Introducing first, in the corner to my left, the challenger, weighing in at 200 pounds, from Los Angeles, California, “The Innovator of Greatness” BRYAN FORD!

The crowd pops for Bryan and begin chanting his name. Ford pays them no mind, though, glaring a hold into Biggs.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Bryan Ford is focused on one thing tonight, and that is putting Biggs in his place! Over the last year and change, anytime that Biggs has had the opportunity, he has taken pot shots at Bryan Ford. Tonight, Ford looks to shut him up!

GRAHAM STEVENS: And his opponent, in the corner to my right, weighing in at 198 pounds, from Seattle, Washington, he is the reigning and defending Mainstream United States Champion, “The Spaceman,” BIGGS!

The champ arrogantly blows kisses at the crowd, acting as those their boos are cheers of adoration. He gives a mocking wave to Bryan Ford, but Ford remains laser focused.

CHARLES HUDSON: Biggs has been the Mainstream United States Champion for 220 days and counting!

The bell rings and this United States Championship match is now underway! Bryan Ford explodes out of the corner, tackling Biggs and transitioning into a mounted position, sending a volley of lefts and rights down onto the champ! Biggs gets his hands up to defend himself, all the while trying to squirm free, but Ford is attacking with such heavy hands that many of the blows are getting through! Needless to say, the fans are eating it up! Ford pulls a dazed Biggs up to his feet and drags him towards the nearest turnbuckle and rams his face into the top pad, the fans counting along with each hit! “1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10!” Ford keeps at it, moving Biggs' head down to the middle turnbuckle, the fans resetting their count! “1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10!” Finally, Ford moves all the way down to the bottom turnbuckle, giving Biggs more face-fulls of turnbuckle pad! “1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10!” Ford grabs a hold of Biggs' ankle, dragging him out of the corner, and going for an early cover, 1...2...Ford pulls Biggs up by the head, breaking his own count and drawing cheers of approval from the fans.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Obviously Ford isn't done with Biggs yet!

CHARLES HUDSON: What an arrogant display by the challenger! What an insult!

Bryan pulls Biggs back up to a vertical base, nailing him with some stiff Short Forearm Strikes before whipping Biggs towards the ropes! Biggs ducks the attempted Clothesline on the rebound, and Ford leapfrogs him on the second pass, but then Ford telegraphs a Back Body Drop, and Biggs puts on the brakes, pulling Ford in and snapping his head into the mat with a DDT! Biggs applies a Front Facelock on the mat, putting the weight of his chest and head across the shoulders of Ford.

CHARLES HUDSON: Biggs is trying to slow down this match. Ford came in like a house of fire, and Biggs needs to do what he can to quell that momentum.

Biggs' attempts at slowing the match are for naught as Ford uses his arms to push himself & Biggs up and gives Biggs some hard shots to the midsection, breaking the Front Facelock! Continuing his attack, Ford continues throwing a volley of blows as he backs Biggs into the ropes and whips him to the opposite side of the ring! As Biggs hits the far ropes, he wraps his arms around the top and halts his momentum, sliding out of the ring under the bottom ropes!

The fans are booing as Biggs powders outside the ring, with Ford motioning for him to come back in. Biggs makes an attempt to re-enter the ring, but Ford is right there, ready to smother him! Biggs slides right back out and yells to the ref, “Back him up, ref!” Biggs walks around the outside of the ring, trying to slide in on another side, but Ford won't give him an inch! Again, Biggs implores the ref to “Back him up!” drawing more of the crowd's ire. Biggs continues to make two more attempts to enter the ring, enough to break the count, only to slither back out as Ford tries to press the attack. Both Ford and the fans are clearly agitated by Biggs' tactics.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Biggs is a coward, flat out! He's using stalling tactics to try and bait Ford in!

CHARLES HUDSON: Biggs is doing no such thing! Quite frankly, it's within Biggs' rights to have a clear chance to get into the ring, and Bryan Ford is not allowing him that opportunity. If anything, the ref should be chastising Ford!

Biggs walks by the time keeper's table, grabbing a mic.

BIGGS: Listen, ref, I'm not trying to get myself counted out here! You need to back Bryan Ford up so I can have an clear chance to get back into the ring, which is within my...

Biggs immediately drops the mic and runs like a scolded dog as Ford has had enough of his crap and steps through the ropes to join him on the outside! Ford gives chase to Biggs, who slides back into the ring, and as Ford looks to rejoin him, Biggs is right there to cut him off with stomps to the back of the head! The fans are letting Biggs absolutely have it over his hypocrisy, but Biggs is having none of it, grabbing a hold of the top rope and stomping an absolute mud hole in-between Ford's shoulder blades! The referee comes in to start the mandatory five-count, and Biggs breaks on four before heading right back and resuming his mud hole stomping! Again, the ref makes it to the count of four and Biggs backs off, giving Ford a brief moment of reprieve before coming right back in to pull Ford up to a vertical base and lock him into a Muay Thai Clinch, pulling him off the ropes to deliver a series of vicious Knee Strikes to the midsection before taking him down with a Snapmare and attempting a cover. Biggs doesn't even get a one count as Ford immediately kicks out! Biggs gives him a couple of shots to the face and hooks both legs, 1...KICK OUT from Bryan Ford!

The fans are going crazy, chanting “BRYAN! BRYAN! BRYAN!” as Ford “hulks up,” getting right up to his feet and absorbing any and all blows Biggs tries to throw his way before blocking a punch and responding with an absolute bomb that drops Biggs right to the ! “The Spaceman” rolls away to try to create some distance, pulling himself up by the ropes, only to get immediately Clotheslined over the top to the arena floor! BFord measures up his opponent, and launches himself up and over with a Slingshot Plancha, taking Biggs down once more on the arena floor!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Bryan Ford is fighting like a man possessed here tonight! He wants to kick Biggs' ass, plain and simple, and thus far, he's succeeding!

On the floor, Ford gets Biggs up to his feet and pulls him in for a Side Headlock, dragging Biggs towards the barricade and bouncing his face off the cold, hard steel! Bryan then whips Biggs hard into the apron and gets a running start, jumping up for a Stinger Splash, but nobody's home! Ford's ribs go crashing into the apron, and Biggs is quick to grab him from the side and deliver a Russian Leg Sweep, leaving Ford on the floor mat, while sliding back into the ring! “Count him, ref!” Biggs yells, as the referee begins his ten count! “1! 2!”

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Biggs isn't particular about how he retains his title. Bryan's ribs hit the hardest part of the ring, and that Russian Leg Sweep to the floor didn't do his lungs any favors!

“3! 4!”

CHARLES HUDSON: I take umbrage with your remarks, Lou! Biggs is particular that he retains his title within the rules! He's not gonna cheat or get DQ'ed just to hold onto the belt!

“5! 6!”

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Desperate men do desperate things, and I can totally see Biggs being desperate considering how this match has transpired thus far! Also, don't forget that both of these men went through very physical title matches this past Sunday night! There's no way either one is 100%.

“7! 8!”

Biggs is confidently grinning from ear to ear as Ford is still laid out on the floor. The fans are trying to will Bryan Ford on, clapping in unison and chanting his name!

“9!”

Bryan pushes himself up and makes a desperate lunge into the ring, just breaking the 10 count! Biggs is all over him like a cheap suit, pulling Ford away from the ropes and battering him with clubbing blows to the back before trapping Ford's arms with a Butterfly lock and launching a series of Ultimate Knee Strikes to the crown of Ford's head! Biggs attacks Ford with such viciousness and ferocity behind his knees that he busts Ford open the hard way, causing blood to pour from BFord's head!

CHARLES HUDSON: Biggs did this to Willow Dorn three nights ago, and she never quite recovered from it! Will the same thing happen to “The Innovator of Greatness” tonight!?

After a baker's dozen of Knee Strikes, Biggs rolls Ford onto his back and hooks both legs, 1...2...Kick out from Ford! Biggs grabs a hold of either side of Ford's head and rams the back of it into the mat repeatedly before hooking both legs again, 1...2...Bryan gets his shoulder up!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Bryan Ford will not be denied!

Biggs slithers back into the near corner, pulling himself up and motioning for Ford to rise up. As Ford begins to make his way up, Biggs rushes in for an attempted Impact Crater, but Ford launches him up with a Back Body Drop that sends Biggs crashing back first into the top turnbuckle as he falls awkwardly to the mat! Biggs is stacked up upside down in the corner, and Ford is quick to rush in for a Running Knee that nails Biggs in the solar plexus! Quick as a flash, Ford drags Biggs out of the corner and mounts the top rope, leaping off for a Shooting Star Press! He nails it and hooks the near leg, 1...2...Kick out from Biggs!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Bryan Ford almost had him there! He was less than half-a-count away from being crowned the new United States Champion!

Ford presses his advantage, pummeling Biggs on the mat before pulling him up and whipping him towards the ropes. Ford catches Biggs on the rebound and puts the spine to the pine with a ring-shaking Spinebuster, hooking the far leg, 1...2...Another kick out by Biggs! Undeterred, Ford keeps up the attack, helping Biggs to his feet and firing off a couple of kicks to the midsection before winding up for a Roundhouse Kick! Biggs ducks under it and grabs Bryan immediately trapping the leg for a Capture Suplex! Biggs is right there as Ford gets up for a Release Overhead Belly-to-Belly Suplex! Ford is slow to get up, and Biggs is right there with a swift kick to the gut and a Vertical Suplex! Biggs keeps a hold of Ford's head and waist, spinning his hips and lifting Ford up for another Vertical Suplex! Biggs pops his hips once more and pulls Ford up for the another Vertical Suplex, completing the trifecta of the Three Amigos! Biggs floats over into a cover, 1...2...Kick out!

CHARLES HUDSON: Bigg is showing why he Mainstream United States Champion right here! He is a master of counter-wrestling and following up with devastating offense!

Biggs turns Ford onto his stomach and gives him a few stomps to the small of the back before stepping tn and sitting down, locking in the Camel Clutch! Ford screams in pain as Biggs has the hold on deep!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Bryan Ford could be in big trouble here!

Biggs rides the hold, grinding away at Ford's nose and face with his hands as he wrenches back on the hold! Biggs keeps one arm wrapped around the chin of Ford as he fires off with a series of Crossface Forearms! Biggs reapplies his S-Grip, and rides the hold a little bit longer. Blood continues to trickle down Ford's face, but it's coagulating and mixing with sweat, slowing the flow. Realizing that Ford's not going to give up to the Clutch, Biggs lets go and reverse pie-faces Ford right into the mat! Biggs stalks his adversary and as Ford begins to make his way up, Biggs is there with a Short Hurricanrana right back into the mat! Biggs keeps his legs wrapped around Ford's head in a Head Scissors! Biggs keeps the Headscissors applied with Ford’s back on the mat, pressing up with his arms to increase the leverage and pressure of the hold! Bryan turns to his side, trying to muscle his way out of the hold, but Biggs extends his arms out as fully as he can, sending a jolt of pain through Ford's neck that causes him to collapse back to the mat.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: This can’t feel good for Ford at all, as Biggs continues to target his neck! The longer this match goes, the harder and harder it will become for Ford to breathe if Biggs keeps up this strategy.

By this point, Ford’s face is turning red, and as Biggs presses up with his arms once more, Ford presses his hands against Biggs’ leg, slipping his head out of the hold! Ford coughs a bit, and before he can even make an attempt to get up, Biggs is all over him, pounding him with fists and forearms, while Bryan gets his hands on the back of his head to defend himself! Biggs grabs a hold of Ford’s wrist, trying to go for some sort of Armbar, but Ford exploits the opening, rolling Biggs over into a Flash Pin, 1...2...KICK OUT!

CHARLES HUDSON: That is how dangerous Bryan Ford is! Even if you have him in a compromising position, he can still catch ya!

Biggs is quicker to his feet, and runs in to punt Ford with a Soccer Kick to the chest that echoes throughout the arena! As Ford falls face first to the mat, Biggs is right there with a Short Leg Drop across the back of his neck! He shoots the half on Bryan, and covers him with a lateral press, 1...2...KICK OUT! Biggs gives Bryan a couple of hard Knee Strikes to the ribs and presses his shoulders back to the mat, 1...2...KICK OUT AGAIN! Biggs shoots the ref a dirty look, but stays on Ford, grabbing him by the head to pull him back up to his feet. He knocks the challenger back with a pair of quick European Uppercuts before shooting him towards the far turnbuckle! Ford has the wherewithal to reverse it, sending Biggs for the ride instead! Rushing after Biggs, Ford is there as Biggs’ chest crashes into the top turnbuckle, nailing Biggs in the back of the head with a Running Dropkick, backflipping off of Biggs for good measure and appealing to the crowd! This gets the fans right back into the match, and they're absolutely loving it as Ford mounts the top turnbuckle, raining fists down on the U.S. Champ! The Tuscon fans love counting along, and do so with each blow! “1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! 11! 12! 13! 14! 15! 16! 17! 18! 19! 20!” Ford winds up for the 21st blow, but Biggs escapes out and shoves him off the top rope, sending Ford flying chest first into the barricade!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Crash and burn for the challenger!

Biggs rolls out of the ring, and immediately begins to undo the mat on the floor, exposing concrete!

CHARLES HUDSON: Getting flash backs to Tokyo here!

He peels Ford off the floor, locking in a Front Facelock and giving him some knees as he drags him towards the exposed floor. He yells, “THIS TIME, IT'S ON PURPOSE!” before lifting Ford up in position for the Brainbuster! However, Ford gives Biggs a couple of hard knees to the dome as he's suspended in the air, and reverses momentum, swinging back and drilling Biggs face first into the concrete with a DDT! The champ is bloodied as Ford gets a second wind, yanking Biggs up and rolling him back into the ring! Ford slides in after him and hoists him up onto his shoulders, looking for the Sudden Silence, but Biggs somehow escapes out the back door and collapses to the mat! Ford stays on him like stink on poo, pulling Biggs up and whipping him into the corner! Running Jumping Double Knees followed up with a Snapmare and a swift Superkick to the back of Biggs' head completes the Hangover Cure, and Ford goes for the cover, 1..2...BIGGS KICKS OUT! Ford stays zoned in, motioning for Biggs to get up. As “The Spaceman” groggily does, Ford gets a running start to the ropes and nails the champ with a BFord and After Bicycle Kick! He covers, 1...2...KICK OUT FROM BIGGS!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: What does Bryan Ford have to do to put Biggs away!?

CHARLES HUDSON: C'mon Biggs! Hold on!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: You're not even trying to be objective, are you?

CHARLES HUDSON: You already know the answer to that, Lou!

Ford looks at the ref in disbelief, holding up three fingers, but the ref waves it off, insisting it was just a two count! Ford looks pissed as he hoists Biggs up and finally nails the Sudden Silence GTS! Ford emphatically covers Biggs, 1...2...BIGGS GETS HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Oh my goodness! Bryan Ford has Biggs dead to rights, but the weasel lives on!

Ford is beside himself, and snaps, stomping the living hell out of Biggs! The ref pushes Ford back, giving Biggs some room to recover, but Ford breezes past the ref and pummels Biggs with lefts and rights from above as Biggs is seated helplessly against the ropes! As Ford goes to town on Biggs the ring bell suddenly rings!

There's a stunned silence in the crowd as they aren't sure what happened.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: The ref didn't call for the bell! He didn't disqualify Ford! What happened!?

GRAHAM STEVENS: Ladies and gentlemen, the 30-minute time limit has expired. This is match is ruled a DRAW! But STILL your Mainstream Wrestling United States Champion, BIGGS!

Bryan Ford is absolutely livid, yelling at the time keeper, “Where was the warning!? Where was the f***ing warning!?” as Team Sexy show up to help Biggs out of the ring. “The Spaceman” is dazed and out of it as Bobby Larson snatches the U.S. Title from the time keeper's table.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Well that just sucks! Bryan Ford was dominating Biggs, but time ran out!

CHARLES HUDSON: This is just further proof that Bryan Ford can't win the big one! Biggs may not have won the match, but this still goes in the books as a successful title defense! He made sure that Bryan Ford was not able to defeat him within the 30 minute time limit!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Biggs got lucky and barely survived! This is a travesty!

The crowd boos to show their dissatisfaction, while Ford continues to jaw off with time keeper and referee. Biggs wearily raises his title with the support of Team Sexy!

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[Robert Daniels]

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING
WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP

★★★ EMMA DOUGLAS (C) ★★★
vs
★★★ REAGAN MAREK ★★★

The bell rings and this World Television Championship match is officially underway! Emma Douglas and Reagan Marek are throwing heavy punches at one another and it looks like Reagan might be getting the better of the exchange. Marek looks to be going to for a belly to belly Suplex but Emma holds her ground and instead picks Reagan up into the air with a massive bear hug. She rag dolls the blonde around a bit before head butting her. Emma then turns and looks to toss Regan Marek over the top rope but a reversal! Instead Reagan tosses Emma over the top rope but Emma grabs onto the ropes so she manages to land on the apron. She then pulls Reagan close, grabbing her by the head and pulling her throat first across the top rope. Emma is quick to slide back into the ring. She then rolls Reagan onto her front and kicks her hard in the ribs. Emma then sets her up and looks to slam Reagan’s face first into the mat with a vicious ‘Facial Reconstruction’ Curb Stomp but she rolls out of harms way and kicks the backside of Emma’s thigh!

Emma is shook, down on one knee as Reagan keeps trying to rebound. Reagan is up on her feet, she runs to the ropes and dashes back, but by that time, Emma springs up to her feet and catches the smaller woman with a giant Bedlam Slam getting a full rotation into it. Emma then hooks the far leg and pins her shoulders to the mat for 1…2…BREAK!

Reagan Marek has one foot under the bottom rope! Queen Emma Douglad is furious and she pulls up her challenger, whips Reagan into the corner and quickly follows her with an avalanche splash! Emma then kicks her leg out from under her so Reagan is sitting in the corner. Emma then spite fully begins just running her boot across Reagan's face. Emma then rushes to the far ropes and bounces back to deliver a hard kick to the face!

Reagan Marek stumbles out of the corner seemingly on dream street but she senses Emma looking for a thunderous clothesline from behind but she ducks under. Emma recovers and ducks underneath a wild punch from Marek then grabs her from behind, delivering a tossing German suplex!

Emma then moves to pick up the dazed Reagan Marek up over her shoulders in a fireman's carry. A smile stretches across her face while she's stomping around the ring with her challenger across her shoulders. Emma then runs full blast into the far turnbuckles, hitting Marek with a Douglas Devastation Driver! Emma is quick to grab her by the foot and drag her to the middle of the ring and hooks the leg confidently for the 1…2…3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall AND STILL Mainstream Wrestling World Television Champion…the Queen EMMA—DOUGLAS!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Emma Douglas does it again!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  She’s on a roll since winning the Chase for the Crown at last years Anniversary show!

CHARLES HUDSON:  We do know now that she’ll be defending the World Television Championship against the winner of tonight’s Grand Prix, the new holder of the Governors Cup!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Congratulations to Emma Douglas on another successful World Television Championship title defense!

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[Robert Daniels]

SINGLES MATCH

★★★ NAVARRO ★★★
vs
★★★ SKYE HEALY ★★★

The bell rings and this singles match is now underway! Both grapplers trading holds, each trying to get the upper hand. Navarro has an arm wrench and pulls Healy back onto the mat by her hair. Healy pauses before kipping back up to her feet and she sends Navarro flying with an arm drag. Navarro rolls back up to his feet and eats a dropkick from the Legacy Champion. Navarro falls into the bottom turnbuckle after nearly having his jaw kicked out of place as Healy gets back up to her feet and charges. Skye connects with a european uppercut to Navarro. Healy rushes back to her feet and bounces off the ropes and hits Navarro with a face wash boot. Healy pulls Navarro out of the corner and covers for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Navarro told out of the corner and takes a knee. Healy gets sent into the corner with an irish whip, Navarro follows, Healy nips up and over her opponent and takes Navarro back with a German suplex. Navarro rolls back onto his hands and knees as Healy rears back and sweeps the arm with a kick. Navarro clutches the injured limb as Healy keeps her momentum going with an arm wringer into the mat. Navarro’s picks himself back up off the canvas and gets superkicked in the face for refusing to stay down.

Moments later we see Navarro size Healy up for a discuss lariat. Healy slowly lifted herself up to her feet as Navarro starts to turn. Healy ducks the arm and latches onto Navarro with the Starr Bar 2.0! Navarro reaches out with his free arm, but Healy lands some elbows into the midsection and pulls both arms back! Navarro falls and gives up in the center of the ring.

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by way of submission is…SKYE—HEALY!

Skye rises off the mat with a confident smirk on her face. She kicks Navarro out of the ring and sends him to the back clutching his arm. She requests a microphone and her championship.

SKYE HEALY: What happened last show, between me and Cartier, was a fluke victory! Cartier CLEARLY cheated to win! I want that victory stricken from the record and I want myself to be awarded the victory.

There’s a vocal split in the crowd between those agreeing with Healy and those subjected to her whining.

SKYE HEALY: Review the footage, people! Under no other circumstances would Cartier EVER be able to tap me out. I am the best technical wrestler on this roster. Cartier would have and should have lost that match but she had to resort to cheating to get a win over me. I said it before and I’ll say it again, Cartier does not stack up to me. And one victory doesn’t mean anything in my book, especially how she did it….

There’s a minor “STFU” chant from Skye’s detractors. Skye is visibly frustrated and flustered. She looks at the Legacy Championship in her hands and the microphone. She spikes the microphone into the mat and storms out of the ring. She holds her title close as she walks up the ramp.

CHARLES HUDSON:  

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
The soda can is a Wild Cherry Pepsi this time, condensation clouding the aluminum like it's some thirst-trap commercial from a decade ago. The view pans out a bit more to show a hand as it reaches for the can – knuckles darkened with old scar tissue; thick fingers rough with calluses – it's the hand of a working man. There's a soft and wholly self-deprecating chuckle just as the image pulls out further to show the familiar face of Lex Collins. He grips the top of the can and pops the tab one-handed, his eyes lifting to lock on the camera.

LEX COLLINS: They say the best way to get over a fear of something's repetition. Face it. Do it again. Keep on 'til it leaves no ripples in the mental pond.

That huff of rueful laughter comes again.

LEX COLLINS: I got this little mis-wire, y'know? This little quirk, one that makes me lose focus when there's too much noise around me – overstimulation, maybe. I dunno. It gets too much, I either shut down or lash out, lose myself in the moment a bit too much. And those latter days are the good ones, least where this business' concerned. Carried me through some pretty hairy scrapes, led me down the broken road to this blessed moment right here.

A crooked smirk flashes across his lips, there and gone almost before it registers.

LEX COLLINS: I know there were a whole lot of folks in this locker room who never heard of me 'fore I stepped foot in the ring for that first little rumble. I know there are stories about me out there that aren't the most flattering. I never denied I've done some things I'm not too proud of in hindsight. For years, I fought hard for the scraps, thought if I could just claim myself a championship, it'd fill that cup of self-loathing with something better. Learned the hard way it doesn't work like that and more often than not, making it to that pedestal just means it's a longer and harder fall – that's the thing they don't teach you. How much the first one hurts, how much it makes you wanna pull up stakes an' disappear in the middle of the night. Been there. Done that.

He nods, shrugging.

LEX COLLINS: I'd sugar-coat, but I'm lacking the mental bandwidth for those kinda games. The deeper I dig in here, the more I can see this being something good – winning that Cup notwithstanding, of course. So, we're here early. Like usual. Gotta tend to the rituals, walk the halls and mainline that silence in preparation for tonight's noise. God, this year's half gone already; haven't lost more'n a handful of matches this year. Blows my mind every time I stop to think about how I've yet to be pinned inside that ring. Nobody here's gotten that job done but my opponents this week're gonna give it the ol' college try. I wouldn't want it any other way. If they're not comin' at me with everything in the tank, with every ounce of fire an' passion, I don't want none of it. Been around the block enough to know what I want, what I deserve, I guess. Not that I'm tryna brag here.

Shaking his head, he lifts the can of soda to his lips for a noisy sip, licking his lips afterwards.

LEX COLLINS: Mean, I got every reason to brag about myself, but I know better. I know the past don't carry much weight, but I feel like I gotta mention the tenure, my experience within the industry. I've been at it a lot longer, prob'ly, than the two of you put together. Not gonna sit here an' proclaim my greatness and that ain't just on account of superstition. Nah. It's 'cause I know statistically speaking, plateaus exist. You do this long enough, the percentage tips. You bottom out. I know sitting around 65-70% wins if I average out the last 19 years looks real good on paper, too. Yeah, been at this since 2003 – what a trip. Wonder if anyone thought I'd make it this long? I know I sure didn't.

He shakes his head again, sucking his teeth for a moment while he gathers his thoughts, almost like he's carefully considering his next words.

LEX COLLINS: Like I told Biggs a few weeks ago on social media – I gotta do this the right way, by putting in the tireless work. I find myself itching for the action these days and I think maybe that's maybe oblivion nipping at my heels, spurring me on. I don't feel ready to call it yet, to go gentle into that good night and transition to shilling 8x10's at some second-rate Comicon and swindling marks. Not yet. I gotta keep moving, throwin' myself below the line of fire. I'm down here on my knees in the dirt and the muck and I wouldn't have it any other way 'cause at least between those ropes, with someone coming at me with deadly intent in their eyes… I get that. Out there in the real world, trying to fake that 9-5 existence, I can't – it's that mis-wire again. No good with people, with social interactions. I misread cues all the time. Feel too much like a bug under glass, magnified and primed for roasting – insignificant and small. Not going to tell you that winning this Grand Prix will make it better. It won't – coming from experience, I know it seriously won't. Doesn't change one fundamental fact: it'll make THEM take notice.

There's a lengthy pause before he flashes another of those lopsided grins.

LEX COLLINS: Tapp. Pritchard. You ready? Best believe I am. Destruction sequence initialized. Let's do this.

With that, he hops down off the shipping container and walks off without looking back, taking another casual slurp of his soda before he disappears from view.

[Robert Daniels]

SINGLES MATCH

★★★ DAYNA BARRETT ★★★
vs
★★★ ROBERT ZODIAC ★★★

The bell rings and tonight’s opening bout is now underway! Robert Zodiac begins circling the ring, with Dayna Barrett doing the same thing opposite of him. The two quickly lock up and Zodiac gets the upper hand as he shifts into a side headlock. She backs up and forces him to bounce off the ropes, but he only takes a step before he drops to a knee, tightening the headlock. He wastes little time in taking advantage and begins raining down punches to her head before letting go and backing off. The crowd boos slightly but he raises his hands as he backs up, Barrett gets up and spits directly into his face. There is a visible change in his demeanor almost immediately as he roars in anger and charges her, flattening her with a huge spear before he begins raining down rights and lefts!

He gets up off of her and backs up absolutely seething, not taking his eyes off of her. As soon as she gets up to her hands and knees, he charges towards her and brings his knee up to smash it directly into the center of her forehead! She drops onto her back in a daze but Zodiac is still livid about her spitting in his face. He walks over and grabs her by the hair, dragging her up before taking a step back. He swings his foot up and brings his heel down across the back of her head! Barrett drops to the ground from a vicious axe kick!

Barrett grabs Zodiac by the hair, but he fires an elbow right into her midsection that doubles her over and he gets free from her grip before he turns and runs off towards the ropes. He bounces off them to gain momentum before he leaps up and delivers a shotgun dropkick directly into the ribs of Barrett! She is sent spilling out of the ring and lands hard on the outside. Zodiac looks out towards her and backs up a few steps before taking off in a sprint and diving through the ropes with a suicide dive! The crowd pops a bit for the move but quickly boo Zodiac once he gets up. A fan at ringside yells something that catches his attention, and looking over the expression on his face changes to that of someone who has seen a ghost. Barrett takes advantage and dropkicks him from behind and sends him ribs first into the barricade! She quickly capitalizes on the opening, grabbing him by the hair and sending him face first into the ring post! Zodiac flails in pain as he grabs his face, checking to see if he is bleeding anywhere before she comes over and stomps directly into his face.

He recoils instantly and does his best to cover his face and head as she continues to stomp repeatedly, trying to get through his guard. She picks him up by the wrist, and before he can regain his balance, pulls him into her knee but this time into his midsection. He is quick to counter however as he feels her release his wrist, he grabs her by the leg and sends her down with a dragon screw leg whip! The torque looks nasty as her knee bends at an awkward angle and she is sent to the ground in pain! He quickly grabs her by the hair and pulls her up just enough to roll her back into the ring. He rolls in behind and goes to drag her back up, pulling her back to her feet but she drives her fingers into his eyes and rakes them downward.

Zodiac retreats buying time to recoup from the blinding eye rake. Dayna Barrett looks to take advantage of this opportunity but Zodiac grabs her up sends her overhead with a belly to belly suplex that causes her to land directly on the back of her head and neck! Zodiac kips up and moves around behind her and waits for her to get up before running up behind her and leaping over her head and catching her head on the way down with a leapfrog ace crusher! The momentum causes her to bounce over onto her back as he scrambles for the cover of 1…2…KICKOUT!

Barrett just barely gets her foot on the bottom rope in time as Zodiac sits up and runs his hands through his hair, thinking that would have been enough to end it. He stands up and grabs her by the wrist, dragging her back to her feet. He immediately jumps up and catches her underneath the chin with a knee lift, but he maintains his grip on her wrist as he pulls he back up and plants his foot on her jaw and drops down. This causes her to bounce off of his boot and crumble to the ground as he releases his grip. He looks at her and then looks over at the turnbuckle, then starts to drag her over towards the corner. He props her up in the corner on her feet and runs off towards the opposite corner before bursting back out and jumping towards her and connects with a flying leg lariat! She slumps down as he pulls her out away from the ropes and hooks both legs for 1...2…KICKOUT!

Zodiac roars in frustration, grabbing her by the hair and dragging her back up to her feet but she drives her fingers into his eyes again, only this time she takes advantage much quicker. Zodiac manages to get far enough away from Barrett to create an opening, catching her with a basement dropkick directly into her knee cap that sends her down to a knee. He quickly rolls backward and is back to his feet, running past her quickly before he bounces off the ropes behind her and leaves his feet to deliver a shining wizard directly to the back of her head!

She crumbles to the ground and the momentum causes her to bounce over onto her back. He looks at her and then looks up at the top rope. He scrambles back up to his feet and begins climbing the turnbuckles up to the top. He stands straight upwards, facing the crowd before he leaps off as high as he can, twisting his body around to crash directly down onto Barrett with a twisting front flip senton!!! The crowd pops for this maneuver as they haven't seen Zodiac come off the ropes in years, he quickly scrambles towards her and stacks her up with both legs, trying his best to keep as much weight on her as he can while the ref drops down for the 1…2…NEARFALL!

Just at the last possible instant, Barrett throws her shoulder up and Zodiac falls to the mat in disbelief. He gets up and backs up, waiting for her to make it back to her feet. He brings his fists to his mouth, throws his hands out to the sides before winding up and turning Barrett inside out with a huge discus lariat!! He wastes little time in grabbing her by the hair and dragging her back up, but spins around with a neckbreaker clutch before jumping up and yanking her backwards so her head crashes off of his knee with a brutal Crimson Sunrise!!! He quickly rolls her over and he hooks both legs for 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall is…ROBERT—ZODIAC!

CHARLES HUDSON: For nearly year we’ve called him the most dangerous man in Mainstream Wrestling and he’s lived up to that moniker.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Are you saying Zodiac is showing a softer side to himself?

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Team Madness!

Echo and Alex walked into the scene, they were all decked out in Sailor Moon inspired gear. Echo waved happily at Samantha as Alex had a more serious look upon her face and didn't acknowledge her.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Tonight is the night, you get your opportunity against Team Sexy! You've made quite the impact since coming to Mainstream.

ALEXANDRA MONROE: They wanted someone to step up and we did, they don't like how we did it? Too bad. It's time for a change, Samantha.

ECHO LAYNE: We're not afraid to take chances, if we want something - we go after it and worry about the consequences later. After all, we're not called Team Madness for nothing.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Team Sexy - more so Biggs doesn't approve of your shenanigans and thinks Yo- Alex is a bad influence on you!

Echo laughed.

ECHO LAYNE: It's funny, people think they know me. (Echo paused) I'm the bad influence, I'm the Madness and if you think I won't do anything possible to win? You're wrong and maybe you better ask yourself "Do I really know Echo Layne?".

Echo looked straight at the camera.

ALEXANDRA MONROE: Maybe Blake and Bobby should ask themselves if Biggs is a good influence on them? Yeah, yeah they won the big one - tag team champions but come on now? Biggs is only worried about keeping his title and defending it in his open challenge bullshit.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: What should we expect?

Echo and Alex laughed.

ECHO LAYNE: Watch us, tonight do what we do best, start some madness. Cause The Reign Of Madness is just getting started and we don't care who gets in our way, we'll take them out to get what we want.

ALEXANDRA MONROE: We're the change this place needs and we will make this tag division fabolous again!

Alex and Echo laughed before they skipped away.

[Robert Daniels]

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING
WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP

★★★ TEAM SEXY (C) ★★★
[BLAKE O’REILLY & BOBBY LARSON]
vs
★★★ TEAM MADNESS ★★★
[ALEXANDRIA MONROE & ECHO LAYNE]

CHARLES HUDSON: Here we go ladies and gentlemen! Mainstream Wrestling World Tag Team Championships are on the line!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: This might be Bobby Larson’s and Blake O’Reilly’s toughest challenge yet. Team Madness are a well established team who have had success everywhere they’ve competed. Winning the titles tonight would not be a surprise. In fact, Team Sexy might just be the underdogs tonight.

CHARLES HUDSON: Well, we’re about to get started, Blake O’Reilly and Alex Monroe are stepping onto the apron in their respective corners.

Bobby and Echo meet in the center of the ring, Bobby trying to make small talk with her, and Echo obliges, while Blake rolls his eyes on the apron. The two shake hands before backing up and circling the ring a bit before tying up! Bobby uses the leverage afforded by his height advantage to push Echo back into the ropes, but as he goes to whip Echo, she breaks free and gets behind him, giving him a big ol’ smack on the bottom! Bobby looks back at Echo and sticks his tongue out playfully, turning the other cheek towards her and pointing to it. Echo shrugs her shoulders and gives him another smack to the bottom!

CHARLES HUDSON: I think Bobby likes being spanked by Echo!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: This is perverse! Just wrestle the damn match!

Blake O’Reilly shares McKayla’s sentiments, and yells at his tag team partner from the apron, telling him to focus. Biggs shouts the same thing from the floor, trying to encourage his protege on. Bobby and Echo tie up again, and this time, Bobby gets Echo into a side headlock, giving her a quick peck on the cheek before releasing the hold and stepping back! The crowd lets out a 90’s sitcom style “OOOOOH!” while Echo stands there flabbergasted! Bobby flashes a million dollar smile, and leans in, pointing to his cheek, asking Echo to return the favor. Echo giggles a bit, and then lights Bobby up with a smack right across the cheek! Echo continues to string together slaps right across Bobby’s face, backing him into the ropes! She transitions from slaps to knife edge chops, turning Bobby’s chest red in short order! She winds up for a particularly vicious chop, but Bobby dodges it and rushes to his corner, tagging in Blake as he holds his chest in pain!

Blake O’Reilly steps through the ropes and locks up with Echo. Echo slips the collar and elbow tie up, sliding behind O’Reilly and securing a rear waist lock. He spins out and drives her face first into the mat with a drop toe hold, immediately sliding up her back and securing a side headlock. Echo finds a way to push up to her feet, wrapping her arms around the midsection of O’Reilly before driving him back to the ropes. She pushes him across the ring, slipping her head out of the headlock. O’Reilly hits the ropes and rebounds back towards Echo who quickly leapfrogs one half of the tag team champions. He hits the ropes again and gets flipped overhead with a japanese arm drag! She quickly pops up to her feet and delivers a drop kick to the back of O’Reilly as he was sitting upright.

Echo reaches down to grab Blake O’Reilly but he explodes to his feet, wraps her up, and drives her into the turnbuckles in his corner. Bobby Larson reaches over the top rope and tags his partner on the back. O’Reilly steps through the ropes as Bobby Larson moves to the middle of the ring. He charges towards Echo and leaps up for a running splash but she rolls underneath and avoids the threat. Larson hits the corner, smacking his face against the turnbuckle before staggering to the center of the ring. Echo grabs Bobby with a standing front facelock, and drags him to Team Madness’s corner, where she tags in Alex Monroe. Alex mounts the top turnbuckle and leaps off, drilling Bobby with a double ax handle smash between the shoulder blades! Echo releases the facelock and exits the ring as Alex applies a front facelock of her own, kneeing Bobby in the chest as she does so!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Team Madness are masters at tag team continuity.

CHARLES HUDSON: Well they’ve been teaming together for quite a while! I’d be surprised if they didn’t!

As Alex fires another knee up into his midsection, Bobby catches a hold of her leg drag, leaving Alex off balance. They’re at a stalemate as Alex still has the facelock on, but only has the use of one leg. Bobby uses his size advantage to drag them back closer to the center of the ring before letting go of her leg and shoving up on her shoulders to get out of Alex’s hold! Alex immediately launches into an attempted enziguri, but Bobby ducks it, and gives her a standing elbow drop to the small of the back! Bobby places his knee on her spine, and clasps his hands in an S-Grip beneath Alex’s nose for a rear facelock! Echo is yelling and cheering on her teammate, and Alex is showing no signs of being ready to give up! Bobby, for his part, pulls back harder, increasing the torque. Biggs claps for Bobby on the outside, beaming, “I taught him that!” Blake jaws off towards Alex, yelling for her to tap out, while Bobby keeps the hold on deep! Finally, Echo has seen enough, and she rushes in, breaking the hold with a boot to Bobby’s face before exiting the ring!

CHARLES HUDSON: Not quite sure Echo needed to intervene to save the match, but Larson and O’Reilly were given a reminder that Team Madness aren’t going to just stand there and let this opportunity slip away from them.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Echo and Alex Monroe will do whatever it takes… No doubt about it.

Larson and Monroe rise to their feet simultaneously. Bobby gives Alex a swift kick to the gut, hunching her over. He runs the ropes and connects with a Running High Knee that swings Alex around, allowing him to take her down with a Swinging Neckbreaker!

CHARLES HUDSON: High Voltage from Bobby Larson!

Bobby hooks the legs, 1…2… Alex kicks out! Bobby pulls her up, and lifts her onto his shoulders, connecting with the Cartwheel Death Valley Driver towards Team Sexy’s corner, tagging in Blake O’Reilly as he pops up! Blake immediately tags Bobby back in, and Bobby mounts the top rope as Blake slams Alex across his knee with a Backbreaker! O’Reilly holds her in place as Bobby leaps off with a Flying Leg Drop right across her throat! Bobby hooks both legs as Blake exits the ring, 1…2… Echo comes flying from out of nowhere to break the count!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: There it is again! Another save from Echo. As long as she’s standing on that apron, she’s not going to let her partner be defeated.

Bobby drags Alex to his corner and tags Blake O’Reilly in. O’Reilly lifts Alex up and pushes her against the ropes. He whips across the ring and Echo manages to reach out and tag her partner on the back. Alex rebounds towards O’Reilly and gets scooped up and driven back first into the canvas with a spinning spinebuster! O’Reilly pops up to his knees but is immediately struck from behind with a shining wizard to the back of the head from Echo! She rolls him over and hooks a leg for the cover. 1… 2… Kick out!

Alex rolls under the bottom rope and lays on the apron, collecting herself as Echo looks to keep the momentum rolling. Echo pulls O’Reilly to his feet and hits him with a series of right hands that back him into the corner. Echo backs up to the middle of the ring and then charges. She leaps up to the middle rope and instantly falls backwards, flipping Blake to the center of the ring with a monkey flip. O’Reilly surprisingly lands on his feet and waits for Echo to realize. As soon as she’s up, she’s leveled by a running clothesline! O’Reilly peels Echo off of the mat and secures a cravate. He delivers a series of knee strikes and then sends Echo flying with a cravate suplex towards his team's corner!

CHARLES HUDSON: Blake O’Reilly showing off some of his natural athleticism. Don’t think Echo was expecting for him to land on his feet.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Clearly not. And O’Reilly took advantage of that. We’ll see if Team Sexy can capitalize on this opportunity and keep the tag titles where they are.

Blake has Echo pressed into Team Sexy’s corner, and he tags in Bobby, with both members of Team Sexy laying in the boots to Echo Layne! Blake steps back out onto the apron as Bobby pulls Echo up and sets her on the top turnbuckle. Bobby climbs up himself, but Echo shoves him off and leaps off for a flying crossbody! Bobby rolls through it, though, keeping a hold of Echo and gets to his feet, tossing her up and over with a fall away slam! Rather than going for the cover, Bobby grabs a hold of Echo’s arms and drags her over closer to his corner, before pulling her up and getting her in a rear butterfly lock, suplexing her and bridging his back to lock in The Situation!

CHARLES HUDSON: We have a Situation here! How appropriate is it that Bobby Larson has that move locked in on Echo Layne? After all, she was the first person to say he looked like a certain MTV star!

Alex Monroe is in to assist her partner, and Blake is a step too late to stop her from stomping on Bobby’s chest to break the hold! Bedlam breaks out as Blake and Alex start to brawl! Bobby and Echo exchange blows as well as they begin to rise!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: The ref needs to restore some order here!

With the ref distracted, trying to get O’Reilly and Monroe separated and out of the ring, Echo delivers a swift kick between the legs of Bobby Larson, dropping him to his knees. She quickly grabs a front facelock and drives Larson down with a DDT. Alex Monroe notices and quickly finds her spot on the apron, reaching over and calling for a tag as Blake O’Reilly is guided to his corner by the official. Echo tags Monroe in and they both grab Larson by a wrist, pulling him up to his feet. They lift their legs, placing the soles of their boots against the side of Larson’s face before dropping down simultaneously for a double eat defeat! Echo slides out of the ring as Alex Monroe drops down and hooks a leg. 1… 2.. Blake O’Reilly dives in to make the save!

Monroe rolls off of Larson and holds the back of her head. O’Reilly takes it upon himself to grab his partner by the wrist and drag him back towards their corner. He steps out and then reaches in to tag himself into the match. O’Reilly pulls Alex up and whips her across the ring. She hits the ropes and rebounds back towards O’Reilly. He lifts her up and pushes her into the air for a flapjack. On the way down he catches her with a brutal european uppercut! O’Reilly hooks a leg for the cover. 1… 2… Echo runs in and delivers a boot to the side of the head to break up the pin!

CHARLES HUDSON: Once again, another big save!

Blake O’Reilly tags Bobby Larson in, and he sets his sights on the downed Alex Monroe. As she begins to get back up, Bobby comes rushing in for another Running High Knee that connects right in the side of her face, sending Alex back down to the mat! He pulls her up and gets her in position for a neckbreaker, blowing a kiss in Echo’s direction before taking Alex down again! Echo shakes her head as Larson goes for the cover, 1…2…Kick out!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Bobby Larson needs to quit showboating for Echo and focus on winning the damn match! You know Blake and Biggs would be pissed if Bobby’s school boy crush ended up costing Team Sexy the Tag Team Titles!

Bobby yanks Alex back up, pulling her into a powerbomb position before clubbing her back a couple of times. He then hoists her up and gets a running start launching her into the turnbuckle with a Buckle Bomb! Alex holds her back in pain as Bobby taunts and appeals to the crowd, doing his stupid sexy dab! Biggs is livid on the outside, pointing and yelling for Bobby to stay on Alex! Bobby turns his attention back to Ms. Monroe, and as he reaches down to grab her, gets the crap slapped right out of him!

Bobby staggers to his corner and tags Blake O’Reilly in. Echo urges Alex to make the tag but she waves her partner off. O’Reilly comes charging in and Alex leaps up, flipping O’Reilly inside out with a head scissor takedown. O’Reilly backs himself into the corner and leans against the bottom turnbuckle. Monroe charges in and crushes O’Reilly in the corner with a running meteora! She backs herself into the middle of the ring and calls for O’Reilly to rise to his feet. He slowly pushes himself up to his feet and rushes towards Alex with a clothesline. She blocks it by catching his arm with hers and quickly slides behind O’Reilly before driving him down with a reverse DDT! She hooks a leg for the cover. 1… 2… Bobby Larson drops down with an elbow drop across the back of Monroe to break up the pin attempt!

CHARLES HUDSON: Bobby Larson definitely just saved his team the titles. O’Reilly still looks like he’s seeing stars/

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Alex Monroe looks like she’s in rough shape after that elbow drop to her lower back. Both competitors are crawling towards their partners! This next tag could be pivotal.

Blake tags in Bobby as Alex reaches Echo, and both competitors are in like a house of fire! They exchange fists, left and right, fast and furious, with neither one getting the edge! The fans are behind Echo Layne, chanting for her, but Bobby starts to get the better of her, and uses the opening to go for a Lightning Strike Kick! Echo just barely ducks it, but rolls Bobby up with a Schoolgirl Pin, 1…2… Bobby kicks out!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Team Madness almost pulled a fast one on Team Sexy!

Echo swarms Bobby to press her advantage, swinging her fists wildly, and pounding him with Hammer Fists on the mat as he tries to cover his face! Blake pops into the ring and wraps his arms around Echo’s midsection, pulling her off of his partner! This prompts Alex to enter the fray and nail Blake with a Running Boot! Yet another four person brawl breaks out with all four combatants in the ring!

CHARLES HUDSON: Both teams need to be careful, or the ref may just very well throw this match out!

Echo presses Bobby against the ropes as Alex presses Blake. Together they whip their opponents across the ring and wait for their return. Simultaneously they deliver picture perfect drop kicks to Larson and O’Reilly. Blake hits the mat and rolls out of the ring. Alex and Echo give each other a look and then turn their attention towards Bobby Larson. Larson rises to his feet and is hit with a double superkick to his knees. Larson drops and Team Madness looks to put away Bobby Larson with Earth-52. Another pair of superkicks are sent towards Larson but he rolls forward and goes directly underneath the pair. Larson pops up and hits Alex Monroe with his Lightning Strike superkick! Echo grabs Larson by the shoulder and spins him around only to get hit with another Lightning Strike Superkick! Larson drops down on Echo and hooks her leg for 1…2…3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winners by pin fall AND STILL Mainstream Wrestling World Tag Team Champions…Blake O’Reilly and Bobby Larson—TEAM SEXY!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Team Sexy just took the Win in this one but I have a feeling Team Madness isn’t tucking there tails to run anytime soon!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  These two tandems are the future of this tag team division for the foreseeable future!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Everyone thought the division would fall off after Children of the Moon, or Euphoric or Violent Intent but here at Mainstream Wrestling we’re cultivating the future of the business, today.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  We’re going to take a commercial break and when we return we’ll have more Mainstream Wrestling!

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[Robert Daniels]

MAIN EVENT
MAINSTREAM WRESTLING

WORLD TELEVISION GRAND PRIX FINALE
★★★ GARETH PRICHARD JR ★★★
vs
★★★ LEX COLLINS ★★★
vs
★★★ RM TAPP ★★★

The bell rings and the Finale of the World Television Grand Prix is now officially underway! The three men circle the ring sizing one another up. Gareth Prichard Jr has chosen not to exit the ring early on, as he has all tournament long, and waiting for his opponents to batter each other. Instead with a a more calculated approach he chooses his spots more carefully to strike; but not this time.

Instead, Gareth Prichard Jr. charges toward RM Tapp and hits him with a Lou Thesz Press followed by a sequence of grounded punches, smiling and telling him that “this isn’t personal”. Wanting to be part of the action Lex Collins steps in, but interrupting Gareth right now doesn’t seem like a good idea as the Welshman instantly gets up and in Collins’ face throwing a vicious right hook that connects on Collins’ chin sending him to the ropes where Prichard capitalizes with an Irish Whip and a dropkick that sent Collins to the outside of the ring.

Lex Collins slides back into the ring but it’s RM Tapp who drops to the mat raining down elbows on Collins. Prichard asserts himself but Tapp whips him over the top rope turning his attention back to Lex Collins. Now on his feet, he catches Tapp with a right hand that staggers the man. Tapp fires back with a well placed elbow strike and follows it up with some shoot kicks that back Collins into the corner. Tapp runs into said corner with an uppercut to Lex before whipping him into the opposite corner and connecting again. Collins drops to the mat this time, and Tapp waste no time trying to lock in his ‘Tapped Out’ Boston Crab Ankle Lock Combo! But Gareth is back in the ring for the save!

Collins now quickly crawling to the ropes to pull himself up he snap mares a rushing Prichard down, deliberately wrenching his neck in the process. Thinking that's enough, Collins spins him over for a suplex but Prichard blocks the attempt, getting the crowd hyped with the reversal. Collins switches to trying for the ‘Mind Killer’ slam but he STILL blocks the attempt! Prichard tries a snapmare but Collins blocks it! Prichard boots him to the stomach and tries again but still no dice. Pritchard switches to a suplex. NO! He runs off the ropes but gets caught in a hiptoss from Collins. He follows up with a hard Irish whip into the corner – spinning backfist when Collins tries to dodge a telegraphed strike and the crowd is loving the rapid momentum shifts. Pritchard starts laying the boots into him until he sags against the ropes, but Collins has the ring awareness to roll out of the way just as Tapp comes around the corner on the floor. Pritchard stuns himself and the cerebral Tapp wraps Pritchard's knee around the ring post, driving in some shots. Collins does a suicide dive off the apron – sloppy but effective DDT on the floor and everyone's in a world of hurt for the moment!

Rolling back inside, Collins heads over to Pritchard and grabs him by the head only to get taken over with a reverse Russian legsweep! Collins pulls Pritchard in and locks him into a figure four, leaning back just as Pritchard flails for the ropes. He catches hold and the official forces a break! Pritchard battles back, connecting with another of those deadly spinning backfists after slipping out of Lex's grasp. He staggers back and Pritchard clips his knee, sending him down hard. In desperation, he goes for a kimura, but they're too close to the ropes. Collins rolls him over, putting him into WRECKAGE— NO!

Rope break again and the crowd goes nuts! Pritchard rolls him over, dropping a few hard strikes before Collins winds up on top. Pritchard sends him off but eats a shoulder block in the process. He tries a low bridge but Collins sniffs it out and jumps on him with an old school headlock! Pritchard bails out to the floor, breaking the hold only to come face to face with Tapp!

Tapp unloads a few forearms to the face of Gareth Prichard Jr! He rolls him back into the ring where he’s welcomed by Lex Collins! He lifts Prichard up, looking to pick up where he left off. Meanwhile Tapp climbs to the top rope, looking incredibly uncomfortable. He dives off the top rope with an awkward looking crossbody that interrupts the slugfest between the two men in the center of the ring. Tapp stands to his feet applauding himself saying something about a new Module before elbow dropping Collins and making a desperation cover on Prichard for 1…2…KICKOUT!

He then lunges on top of Lex Collins for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Frustrated at the kickout, Tapp scrambles to his feet, drops an elbow on Gareth and again covers for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Tapp goes after the leg of Prichard Jr! He now has Gareth in an Ankle Lock, and the pressure seems to be too much for Prichard as he crawls and tries to escape the hold. That’s when Lex Collins re-enters the fray and interrupts Tapp’s hold before Prichard could tap out. Collins and Tapp start wailing at each other, with Prichard utilizing this time to recover and get back to his feet. Once he does, Tapp has turned towards him… only to eat a 180 Stunner that Gareth Prichard Jr calls “A simple twist of fate”! He makes the cover for 1…2…BREAK!

Lex Collins is right there to stop the count and get into a brawl with the Welshman. Lex is looking to take control of the match now that he's had a little rest and he's fired up for a crossbody but Tapp shucks him off. They counter waistlocks with Tapp winding up with the advantage and he follows up with a bridging backdrop driver for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Tapp bridges for a beautiful suplex but Collins nails him with some hard jabs to the guts, forcing that break only for Tapp to catch him again. It's brawling against technical wizardry but Collins blocks another suplex and nails a stiff brain buster!

They're both down, unmoving as the crowd goes ballistic. Pritchard is still out of sorts on the outside, but Collins is the first to stir. The moment Tapp staggers up, Collins nails a running high knee that drives Tapp back into the corner. He lays in some hard strikes, missing on bricks before taking Tapp over with ‘Ad Hominem’ headlock driver! He drops down and hooks both legs for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Lex Collins is visibly frustrated but he leaves Tapp laying for the moment and goes after Gareth Prichard Jr. moments later following a flurry of offense by, no doubt as payback for their previous exchange, and he seems to be losing the momentum he garnered early on. Tapp interrupts Collins and both Prichard and Tapp begin to attack Collins as a tandem. Tapp’s slick moves and Gareth more unorthodox, yet effective approach to offense prove too much for the veteran; as Tapp manages to catch Collins with a backbreaker and Prichard simply picks up the scraps with a Kimura Lock that gets broken by Tapp seeing as Collins could’ve tapped at any moment if the hold was allowed to stay any longer.

This prompts an interaction between Tapp and Prichard; with Tapp telling Prichard “this isn’t personal”. Just as Tapp looks for a hard right hand he turns, Lex Collins fires up again but Tapp counters with a boot to the midsection, trapping Lex's arms, looking for an underhook – holy shit! Collins drops down and spikes Tapp's head off the canvas. He doesn't relent, pulling him back up and sending him hard into the corner. Systematic Breakdown 2.0 – NO!

Reversal and Tapp sends Collins crashing into the corner. He ducks under a telegraphed strike and drives his fingers into Tapp's windpipe, getting the break and the moment he does, he nails that KO Punch! BRICKS CONNECTS AND TAPP IS DOWN! Lex hooks the leg deep! 1….2…BREAK!

Lex Collins is pulled from the ring by Gareth Prichard Jr breaking the count! Collins lands on his feet on the outside of the ring, he goes for a clothesline but Prichard ducks under, tackling him into the ring post! Prichard looks inside the ring seeing RM Tapp pushing himself up off the mat and he slides into the ring. He double checks to make sure Colins is still downed.

Meanwhile Tapp sees an opportunity and shoves Gareth into the referee, knocking them both down. With the referee out of it, two men wearing masks and ‘stronghold’ t-shirts rush to the ring they never make it inside though, as Collins immediately turns his attention to them, warning them not to get involved. Tapp uses this distraction and hits his PHF Wingsnapper signature, before tossing Collins into the ringpost shoulder first. Tapp then walks over to Gareth, picking him up and also planting him with a PHF. He doesn’t let go however, and transitions into his ‘Tapp Classic’.

Gareth seems to be in trouble right now, as he tries to fend off RM Tapp with everything in his power. Gareth pushed and wills himself out of the maneuver then backs him up against the turnbuckle. RM Tapp is throwing punches and kicks to Prichard, and it seems as if ‘the King of Failure’ is finished, but somehow, he manages to grab Tapp’s arm driving him away creating enough space to jump and lock in his signature ‘Tudor Rose’ submission. Tapp tried to fight it off but Lex Collins is too late as the official motions for the bell!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner of the 2022 World Television Grand Prix by way of total knockout…GARETH—PRICHARD—JUNIOR!

CHARLES HUDSON:  He’s done it!

The official walks over and raises the arm of Gareth Prichard Junior. Lex Collins rolls from the ring respectfully allowing GPJ his moment in the spotlight. Kevin Bombay enters the ring as the table with the velvet tablecloth is spread across it with the Governors Cup on display.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  It’s not time for the Presentation of the 2022 Governor’s Cup Trophy!

KEVIN BOMBAY: Ladies and Gentlemen tonight you’ve witnessed the culmination of this years World Television Grand Prix tournament. Hats off to Lex Collins and RM Tapp whom competed here tonight as finalists of the tournament. Tremendous efforts by all, but I am here to present this years Governor’s Cup trophy to Gareth Prichard Junior!

Prichard lifts the Governors Cup above his head in celebration of his victory.

CHARLES HUDSON:  This reminds me of last years Finale of what was the United States Grand Prix where Chris Madison would claim the inaugural cup, go on to become a two-time US Champion and our current World Heavyweight Champion.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  It was a historic year for Madison no doubt! But with tonight’s win Gareth Prichard Jr will challenge for the World Television Championship but nobody can take away tonight’s Governor’s Cup! Congratulations Gareth! We’ll see you all again in two weeks for MAINSTREAM 85!

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