Post by Kevin Bombay on Sept 14, 2024 22:56:05 GMT -5
The broadcast cuts back to the stage, where The Killers are all set up and ready to play. They get some cheers from the crowd as lead singer Brandon Flowers talks into the mic.
BRANDON FLOWERS: Seattle! I got just one question to ask you fine people. Who’s the man?
At this point, the lights in T-Mobile Park go dark, and a steady bass drumbeat thumps loudly, while Brandon and the backup singers chant “Who’s the man?! Who’s the man?!” building up into the opening of “The Man!” Bright blue spotlights come to life on the stage and twirl around as confetti cannons shoot out blue, white and silver confetti. Biggs is on the stage, drawing a somewhat mixed reaction from the crowd, though the cheers outnumber the boos. He’s clad in a navy blue ring jacket with teal LED light-up feathers on the shoulders and silver rhinestones for accents, paying homage to the Seattle Mariners. Biggs stands on the stage, taking in the roar of the crowd, savoring every moment of his last time entering the arena as The Killers continue to play.
CHARLES HUDSON: The look on Biggs’ face says it all, Lou. Tonight is the very last time that we will see Biggs in action inside a professional wrestling ring, and that reality is hitting Biggs right now!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: It’s okay for Biggs to be sentimental right now, but he can ill-afford to get too caught up in the moment, not when he’s set to face Jason Cashe!
As The Killers reach the chorus, Biggs finally starts to make his way down the aisle, a dance in his step as lights continue to flash and confetti continues to fall. He slaps hands with the fans all the way down the long ramp. He stops at the foot of the ramp, where his wife Chelsea is seated at ringside, holding Mei-Ling in her arms. Of course, they’re responsible parents and Mei-Ling has on noise canceling earmuffs. Biggs gives his wife a kiss before grabbing a hold of Mei-Ling and giving her a big hug. He takes a moment with his daughter before handing her back to Chelsea. Biggs continues his way around ringside, slapping fives with the fans, until he comes across 49ers Tight End, George Kittle! Kittle is clad in a Biggs t-shirt, and gives Biggs some flack for his get-up.
GEORGE KITTLE: You shoulda wore red and gold, man!
Biggs lets out a cheeky grin and rolls up a sleeve on his coat, showing a 49ers wrist band on his right wrist.
BIGGS: Bang bang, Niner Gang!
They slap five as Biggs turns to the ring and hops onto the apron, slingshotting himself up and over the top rope and mounting the nearest turnbuckle, getting his hands into a victory clasp and shaking them on either side of his head. He repeats this at each turnbuckle, allowing the fans to cheer or boo him at each stop. He hops off the last turnbuckle as The Killers come to the close of “The Man.” Biggs points towards his favorite band and claps for them as the crowd cheers their performance.
CHARLES HUDSON: Man alive, what an entrance befitting Biggs’ final match!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: It’s no secret that I’ve often found Biggs’ grandiose entrances entirely too self-indulgent, but just this time, I’ll give it to him. If you’re going to go out on a stage this big, this grand, then that kind of entrance is 100% justified.
The hymn-like hum vibrates through the area before Lauren Hill soundfully brings in the chorus to "Ready or Not". Jason Cashe comes out from the back. Looking around the arena at the live audience. Taking a long drag off an air joint, Cashe howls up into the sky, a few fans howl with him..
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Heeeee’s baaaack! The former World Champion is back in Mainstream and he doesn't look like he has missed a beat!
CHARLES HUDSON: Don't forget he had a lengthy reign as Television Champion as well and since then he has gone and added many Championships to his belt, including a current run as Television Champion in another promotion and from my notes, it's pushing a record! So yeah, Cashe hasn't skipped a beat! Many dislike him, a handful hate him but the man is consistent and aggressive and that creates tremendous matches!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Scraps. Cashe calls them scraps and he has and can scrap with the very best that this company has ever seen!
Stopping as the aisle turns to ringside, Cashe drags a foot creating an imaginary line. This is the line where when passed, the talking stops. He steps into a jog, leaping up on the apron onto his left knee. He stands, ducking under the top rope to enter the ring. Growling into a roar at the live audience! Cashe was ready to scrap.
With both competitors in the ring, the referee directs them to their corners as Graham Stevens makes the ring announcements.
GRAHAM STEVENS: Ladies and gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. First, in the corner to my left, weighing in at 198 pounds, from Seattle, Washington, “SPACEMAN” BIGGS!
Biggs steps out of his corner, and puts his arms up, drawing a mostly positive reaction.
GRAHAM STEVENS: And his opponent, fighting out of the corner to my right, weighing in at 235 pounds, from Houston, Texas, he is the Di-O-Gee, Jason Cashe!
Cashe also draws a lot of cheers as he stays dialed in on his opponent from across the ring. The referee now directs both men to the center of the ring. Graham Stevens holds the mic to where the audience can hear the referee’s instructions.
REFEREE: Okay gentlemen, I expect a good, clean fight. Obey my instructions and protect yourselves at all times. You may shake hands before the bout.
Biggs extends his hand, but Cashe declines it, shaking his head a bit as he backs up back towards his own corner. Biggs has a look of disappointed understanding on his face, and heads back to his corner as well. With both parties in their respective corners, the ref calls for the bell.
Biggs kicks out just a millisecond too late, and the crowd is in a stunned silence!
GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner, by pinfall, Jason Cashe!
The Fugee’s “Ready or Not” hits the speakers, and Jason is on his knees, grinning and nodding, knowing he got one over on Biggs. “The Spaceman” has a dejected look on his face as Cashe gets to his feet and has his arm raised by the referee.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: With that, Biggs ends his career on a loss to Jason Cashe. Both men fought hard, gave it their all, but in the end, one mistake was all it took for Jason Cashe to play spoiler tonight.
CHARLES HUDSON: It may not have been the storybook ending Biggs was hoping for, but my gosh, what a match!
Cashe celebrates his win by mounting the near turnbuckle, raising his arms in victory. Biggs uses the ropes to pull himself up and moves to the center of the ring, waiting for Cashe to get down. As the “DiOGee” dismounts and turns, he sees Biggs standing there, his hand outstretched for a handshake. Cashe looks uneasily at his rival, hesitant to accept or decline.
CHARLES HUDSON: C’mon, Jason, shake his damn hand!
The crowd agrees with Charles Hudson, starting a chant of “SHAKE HIS HAND! SHAKE HIS HAND!” The music stops as Cashe contemplates his options. Biggs can be heard saying, “I’m sorry. I forgive you.”
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Both of these men have deeply wronged each other over the years. You couldn’t blame Jason Cashe if he decided to leave Biggs hanging.
The chant dies down as Cashe sighs heavily. He’s obviously putting a lot of thought into his response. The crowd watches in hushed anticipation, and explodes when Jason takes Biggs’ hand into his own, shaking it! The pop gets even louder as Jason pulls Biggs in for a hug! Cashe can be seen whispering something into Biggs ear, but what he’s saying isn’t picked up by the cameras over the sounds of the crowd. Biggs whispers something back, and as the hug breaks, Jason Cashe raises Biggs’ arm high in the air!
CHARLES HUDSON: You love to see it! After everything these two men have been through, after every foul and heinous thing they have done to each other, it looks like all is forgiven!
Biggs quickly puts his arm down and raises Jason’s arm instead as “Ready or Not” begins to play again! Both men leave the ring, joining Biggs’ wife and daughter at ringside. Biggs hugs them both tenderly before taking Mei-Ling into his arms and introducing her to Jason. For his part, Cashe pretends to “take her nose,” drawing delighted laughter from the toddler.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us for an historic night at Mainstream Deception! We saw three title matches, a long standing score settled, and the end of a career! See you next time, wrestling fans!
BRANDON FLOWERS: Seattle! I got just one question to ask you fine people. Who’s the man?
At this point, the lights in T-Mobile Park go dark, and a steady bass drumbeat thumps loudly, while Brandon and the backup singers chant “Who’s the man?! Who’s the man?!” building up into the opening of “The Man!” Bright blue spotlights come to life on the stage and twirl around as confetti cannons shoot out blue, white and silver confetti. Biggs is on the stage, drawing a somewhat mixed reaction from the crowd, though the cheers outnumber the boos. He’s clad in a navy blue ring jacket with teal LED light-up feathers on the shoulders and silver rhinestones for accents, paying homage to the Seattle Mariners. Biggs stands on the stage, taking in the roar of the crowd, savoring every moment of his last time entering the arena as The Killers continue to play.
CHARLES HUDSON: The look on Biggs’ face says it all, Lou. Tonight is the very last time that we will see Biggs in action inside a professional wrestling ring, and that reality is hitting Biggs right now!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: It’s okay for Biggs to be sentimental right now, but he can ill-afford to get too caught up in the moment, not when he’s set to face Jason Cashe!
As The Killers reach the chorus, Biggs finally starts to make his way down the aisle, a dance in his step as lights continue to flash and confetti continues to fall. He slaps hands with the fans all the way down the long ramp. He stops at the foot of the ramp, where his wife Chelsea is seated at ringside, holding Mei-Ling in her arms. Of course, they’re responsible parents and Mei-Ling has on noise canceling earmuffs. Biggs gives his wife a kiss before grabbing a hold of Mei-Ling and giving her a big hug. He takes a moment with his daughter before handing her back to Chelsea. Biggs continues his way around ringside, slapping fives with the fans, until he comes across 49ers Tight End, George Kittle! Kittle is clad in a Biggs t-shirt, and gives Biggs some flack for his get-up.
GEORGE KITTLE: You shoulda wore red and gold, man!
Biggs lets out a cheeky grin and rolls up a sleeve on his coat, showing a 49ers wrist band on his right wrist.
BIGGS: Bang bang, Niner Gang!
They slap five as Biggs turns to the ring and hops onto the apron, slingshotting himself up and over the top rope and mounting the nearest turnbuckle, getting his hands into a victory clasp and shaking them on either side of his head. He repeats this at each turnbuckle, allowing the fans to cheer or boo him at each stop. He hops off the last turnbuckle as The Killers come to the close of “The Man.” Biggs points towards his favorite band and claps for them as the crowd cheers their performance.
CHARLES HUDSON: Man alive, what an entrance befitting Biggs’ final match!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: It’s no secret that I’ve often found Biggs’ grandiose entrances entirely too self-indulgent, but just this time, I’ll give it to him. If you’re going to go out on a stage this big, this grand, then that kind of entrance is 100% justified.
The hymn-like hum vibrates through the area before Lauren Hill soundfully brings in the chorus to "Ready or Not". Jason Cashe comes out from the back. Looking around the arena at the live audience. Taking a long drag off an air joint, Cashe howls up into the sky, a few fans howl with him..
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Heeeee’s baaaack! The former World Champion is back in Mainstream and he doesn't look like he has missed a beat!
CHARLES HUDSON: Don't forget he had a lengthy reign as Television Champion as well and since then he has gone and added many Championships to his belt, including a current run as Television Champion in another promotion and from my notes, it's pushing a record! So yeah, Cashe hasn't skipped a beat! Many dislike him, a handful hate him but the man is consistent and aggressive and that creates tremendous matches!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Scraps. Cashe calls them scraps and he has and can scrap with the very best that this company has ever seen!
Stopping as the aisle turns to ringside, Cashe drags a foot creating an imaginary line. This is the line where when passed, the talking stops. He steps into a jog, leaping up on the apron onto his left knee. He stands, ducking under the top rope to enter the ring. Growling into a roar at the live audience! Cashe was ready to scrap.
With both competitors in the ring, the referee directs them to their corners as Graham Stevens makes the ring announcements.
GRAHAM STEVENS: Ladies and gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. First, in the corner to my left, weighing in at 198 pounds, from Seattle, Washington, “SPACEMAN” BIGGS!
Biggs steps out of his corner, and puts his arms up, drawing a mostly positive reaction.
GRAHAM STEVENS: And his opponent, fighting out of the corner to my right, weighing in at 235 pounds, from Houston, Texas, he is the Di-O-Gee, Jason Cashe!
Cashe also draws a lot of cheers as he stays dialed in on his opponent from across the ring. The referee now directs both men to the center of the ring. Graham Stevens holds the mic to where the audience can hear the referee’s instructions.
REFEREE: Okay gentlemen, I expect a good, clean fight. Obey my instructions and protect yourselves at all times. You may shake hands before the bout.
Biggs extends his hand, but Cashe declines it, shaking his head a bit as he backs up back towards his own corner. Biggs has a look of disappointed understanding on his face, and heads back to his corner as well. With both parties in their respective corners, the ref calls for the bell.
MAIN EVENT
As soon as the bell rings, Biggs rushes across the ring as if he were shot out of a cannon, trying to nail Cashe with Running Dropkick in the corner, which Cashe just barely gets out of the way of! Jason goes on the immediate offensive, stomping at Biggs as he tries to get up. As Cashe reaches down to grab Biggs by the hair, “The Spaceman” shoves him off and pops up to his feet to rock Cashe with a European Uppercut! Biggs gets a hold of Cashe’s wrist, whipping him into the very near corner, causing Cashe to crash into it chest first! He tries to get all over Cashe like a cheap suit, pummeling him with clubbing forearms between the shoulder blades, but Cashe responds with a back elbow that pops Biggs right in the temple! Cashe quickly turns around and grabs Biggs by the shoulders, switching positions with him and trapping Biggs in the corner. The referee reminds both competitors to get out of the corner as Cashe wallops Biggs with Forearm Shivers straight to the mush!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: This match is getting off to a quick start, with both men brawling!
CHARLES HUDSON: This won’t be a sustainable strategy on Biggs’ part. Brawling is Jason’s forte, and is well outside of “The Spaceman’s” comfort zone.
With Biggs propped in the corner, Cashe takes a step back and winds up, catching Biggs on the chest with a stiff Knife-Edge Chop right to the chest! “WOOOO!” the crowd yells in unison with the chop. “WOOOO!” another chop connects! “WOOOO! WOOOO! WOOOO! WOOOO! WOOOO!” After the seventh chop, Cashe takes the time to like the edge of his hand and puts some stank on an eighth Knife-Edge Chop, causing Biggs to fall to a seated position.”The DiOGee” grabs a hold of the top rope, and begins to Stomp a Mudhole into the already crimson chest of his opponent, drawing loud cheers from the fans! After a multitude of stomps, Biggs powders to the outside, rolling beneath the ropes, clutching his chest. The fans boo Biggs while Cashe strikes a shit eating grin, motioning for his rival to come back into the ring. “1!” the ref shouts as he has begun the 10 count. “2!” Cashe steps out onto the apron and sits on the middle rope nearest Biggs, opening it and motioning for Biggs to come back in. “3!” Biggs scoffs at Jason’s gesture. “I don’t trust you!” Biggs can be heard yelling at Cashe as the ref says “4!” Cashe just laughs and flips Biggs the bird before jumping off for a Diving Clothesline, popping the fans as he nails it! The fans are firmly behind Jason Cashe at this point, as he rolls his opponent back into the ring and slides back in. Cashe goes for a cover, but doesn’t even get a one count!
CHARLES HUDSON: It’s Biggs’ last match! It’s an insult that Cashe thought that he’d go down that easy!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: I don’t think that’s necessarily what Cashe was thinking. Biggs has not wrestled a match in over a year, whereas Cashe has remained active.. It benefits Cashe to force Biggs to expend a lot of energy in the early going.
Both men scramble to their feet, and engage in a Collar-and-Elbow Tie-up. Biggs transitions to a knee and slips behind Cashe, getting a hold of his waist. Biggs wrestles Cashe up off his feet and splays him onto the mat. As Cashe tries to make it up to all fours, Biggs is able to quickly whip his body up and over Cashe’s to lock in a Front Face Lock. CRACK! Biggs nails Cashe with a well placed Knee-Strike to the crown of the head while maintaining the Face Lock, following up with two more Knee-Strikes before performing an Alligator Roll to dizzy Cashe up and get him onto his back. “The Spaceman” plants his boots into the mat and bridges his back, forcing Jason’s chin into his own chest, torquing the neck! Cashe rotates his hips and turns towards his left, trying to slip free, but Biggs rolls along with him, getting Cashe back onto his belly. Biggs releases the Front Face Lock and like a flash, is mounted on Cashe’s back, raining elbow shots to the back of Cashe’s head! Jason gets his hands up to protect the back of his head as best he can, while trying to buck Biggs off. While his adversary tries everything he can to get Biggs off of his back, “The Spaceman” manages to get an elbow through Cashe’s defenses, striking him at the base of the head, dazing Cashe. The Camel Clutch is then attempted, with Biggs getting Cashe’s right arm over his knee. As Biggs focuses on moving the left arm, Cashe snaps out of the daze, and fights back with all he has, but Biggs just smacks him on the ear with his left hand, and that’s enough for Biggs to slip Jason’s arm over the knee!
CHARLES HUDSON: Vintage Biggs right here with the Camel Clutch! Jason Cashe is already in trouble!
Biggs has the Camel Clutch in deep, sitting as far back as he can on the small of Jason’s back, pulling up on the chin. Cashe is trying to fight free, trying to slide an arm off of the knee or maybe get one of his knees up to be able to press up, but Biggs is giving him no quarter, increasing the torque on the hold at any of Cashe’s attempts to escape. As his face continues to redden, Cashe turns his head a bit, prompting Biggs to pull back even harder! Through the pain, though, Cashe has the wherewithal to chomp down on Biggs’ bicep, biting him! Biggs howls in pain as he releases the hold, his arm already bleeding from Cashe’s bite!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Leave it to Jason Cashe to find an unorthodox escape from the Camel Clutch!
CHARLES HUDSON: Biggs is going to need a rabies shot after the match…
While Cashe pulls himself towards the ropes and sits himself up, Biggs makes a beeline out of the ring towards his wife and daughter in the front row. “Do you have a Band-Aid?” Biggs asks Chelsea. She hands Mei-Ling to Biggs, who holds her in the non-bleeding arm, and begins to dig through her purse. The ref is up to a count of 5 as Chelsea finally pulls out a Band-Aid large enough to cover the wound, while Cashe laughs hysterically inside the ring. Biggs and Chelsea exchange the toddler and the Band-Aid, and Biggs rushes back to the ring to beat the 10 count. He then rolls right back out, asking the ref to hold Cashe back while he applies the bandage. Cashe is beside himself, but stays back, holding his hands up to show his intentions to let this play out.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Have you ever seen something so ridiculous in the middle of a match?
CHARLES HUDSON: Biggs is protecting himself and Jason from potential blood borne pathogens! I’m surprised we don’t see this kind of responsible behavior in more matches!
With the Band-Aid firmly on, Biggs slides back into the ring and gets up, the ref stepping back to allow the contest to resume. The two men lock up, and Cashe throws a Headbutt right to Biggs’ forehead! This allows Cashe to disengage from the tie-up, keeping control of Biggs’ wrist on the bitten arm. He grabs a hold of the Band-Aid and rips it right off, biting Biggs once more! The referee begins a five count as Biggs screams in pain, trying to get Cashe to break the bite by clubbing him with his free arm, but to no avail! Cashe breaks the hold, if you could call it that, at 4, as the ref steps in to break them up. Biggs rolls back out of the ring towards his wife, and she produces another Band-Aid.
CHARLES HUDSON: How many bandaids does one person need?!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: A mother leaves no room for error!
Inside the ring, the ref backs Cashe up to a far corner and admonishes him for the continued biting. Biggs applies the second Band-Aid and re-enters the ring, ready to continue the match. Cashe is right on him, throwing a hard right hand that Biggs blocks, answering with a right of his own. Chase blocks the punch and gives Biggs a quick knee to the midsection, allowing him to pull Biggs in an Arm Wringer. Cashe maintains wrist control, pulling Biggs in for a Shoulder Tackle that knocks Biggs to the mat. Keeping a hold on Biggs’ wrist, Jason pulls him right back up and gives him another Shoulder Tackle. He goes to the well one more time, knocking Biggs right back down with a third Shoulder Tackle.
Cashe goes for a Lateral Press cover, digging his forearm into the side of Biggs’ face without hooking either leg, 1...2…Biggs kicks out! Unphased by the kick out, Cashe grabs a hold of Biggs’ head, pulling him back up and whips him hard towards the ropes. Sidestepping Biggs and giving him a shove on the back for the first pass, Cashe runs to the opposite ropes to gain moment and leaves his feet for a Jumping Shoulder Tackle, but Biggs ducks it and responds with a Basement Dropkick to the side of Jason’s head! Going for the cover, Biggs hooks both legs as he presses his back to Jason’s chest, 1…2…Kick out by Cashe!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Both competitors with the early nearfalls, but with as much animosity, as much history as there is between Jason Cashe and Biggs, I don’t see either man succumbing this early.
CHARLES HUDSON: Hey, sometimes all it takes is one well timed shot.
Pulling Cashe up by the head, Biggs pops him with a Forearm Shiver to the jaw before pressing Cashe into the ropes. He whips him to the opposite ropes, and jumps up for a Leg Lariat on the rebound, but Cashe ducks underneath, putting on the brakes and dropping a Standing Elbow Drop to the back of Biggs’ head! As Biggs clutches the back of his head and kicks his feet, rolling onto his side as he does so, Jason gives Biggs a couple of stomps to the shoulder before reaching down to peel Biggs off of the mat. With “The Spaceman” back up to a vertical base, Cashe gives him a couple of Forearms to the chin before whipping around with a Spinning Backfist that crumples Biggs to the mat! Cashe goes for the cover, 1…2…Kick out! Cashe hooks both legs, laying his back heavy across Biggs’ chest, he attempts another pinfall, 1…2…Kick out! After the second Kick Out, Cashe is enraged, and he mounts Biggs’ chest, raining down Gorilla Style Fist Attacks while Biggs tries to get his hands up to defend himself! Cashe is literally going ape shit, pounding Biggs’ face and shoulder area with reckless abandon. Biggs tries to buck him off, but to no avail. After a well placed shot to the chin that gets through, Biggs goes limp and Cashe goes for another pin, reaching back to pull both legs up while still seated on Biggs’ chest, 1…2…Biggs rolls through, pinning Cashe, 1…2…Kick out!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Biggs almost stole the match right there!
CHARLES HUDSON: You sure are right, Lou. As much as I hate to admit it, Jason Cashe has been dominating this match so far.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Both competitors are world class athletes, but it’s obvious which one has had more time in the ring as of late. There’s no substitute for actually wrestling in a match in terms of conditioning.
Slowly walking backwards as Biggs lays on his back on the canvas. Jason Cashe leans into the ropes behind him, shooting from them with a gained momentum. He leaps up throwing his legs in front of him as he comes down across Biggs with a senton. The air expelled from Biggs’ lungs upon impact.
Biggs tries to crawl to the ropes to pull himself up, but Cashe is up in a flash, grabbing a hold of both of Biggs’ legs, dragging him back to the middle of the ring. With Biggs still flat on his belly, Cashe wraps Biggs’ calf around his foot, and pops down, hooking his arms beneath “The Spaceman’s” nose, locking in an STF deep!
CHARLES HUDSON: Holy smokes, it’s an actual wrestling hold from Jason Cashe!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: C’mon Charles, while mat wrestling isn’t a big part of Jason’s game, it doesn’t mean can’t do it!
Biggs’ eyes are wide as his arms flail around, trying to find a way out of the hold. Cashe cranks on Biggs’ face a couple of times, sticking his tongue out as he concentrates on keeping the hold in tight. Biggs presses his left forearm into the mat, and tries to push himself up onto his left side, lifting his right side, the one Cashe has hooked, up off the mat. This breaks Cashe’s leverage on Biggs’ foot, which he manages to slip out of the grapevine. Cashe still has the Facelock on, but with his body ever so slightly off the mat, he can’t maintain the pressure, so he abandons the hold. Both men scramble to their feet, and Cashe rushes in, but Biggs takes him over with an Arm Drag! They both pop back up, and Biggs takes Cashe down with a second Arm Drag! As Cashe begins to sit up, Biggs is right there to lock on a Seated Sleeper Hold!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: You can see Biggs is breathing heavily as he has this hold applied. This Sleeper is as much about Biggs regaining his breath as it is wearing down Jason Cashe.
Cashe tries to throw some elbows back towards the ribs of Biggs, but “The Spaceman’s” positioning makes him just out of the range of Cashe’s strikes. “The DiOGee” reaches up, trying to slip his fingers in between Biggs’ forearm and his chin, attempting to relieve the pressure, but that’s a fruitless endeavor as well. He presses both boots into the mat, trying to push himself and Biggs up to a vertical base, but Biggs just increases the tightness of his grip, cutting off more air to Cashe’s lungs. Cashe appears to be fading as he slumps back down to the mat. As his arms go limp, the ref raises Cashe’s right arm. It falls to his side. “1!” the referee yells as he grabs a hold of Cashe’s wrist again. Once more, he raises the arm of Jason Cashe, and once more, it falls feebly to his side. “2!”
CHARLES HUDSON: Jason Cashe is on the verge of succumbing to the sleeper!
By this point, the fans in T-Mobile Park are clapping and stomping, trying to will Jason Cashe on as the ref grabs a hold of his wrist for the third and final time. The referee raises the arm up for all to see, and lets go, the crowd watching as it falls to Cashe’s side for the third and final time…NO! The crowd erupts as Jason Cashe defiantly raises his fist, and starts pumping his arms, Mad Dogging himself up as Biggs has a look of bitter acceptance on his face. This time, Jason Cashe has the strength to press his boots into the mat and force himself and Biggs up into a standing position, turning in towards Biggs’ body to be able to give him some Elbow Shots to the midsection with authority, breaking the hold! The crowd counts along as Cashe throws a sustained series of Snap Jabs to the jaw of Biggs, rocking “The Spaceman” with each jab! “1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10!” The tenth Snap Jab backs Biggs up against the ropes, and Cashe winds up for a Clothesline, but as he comes in, Biggs grabs a hold of the top rope and drops down, low-bridging Cashe and sending him spilling to the outside!
Without missing a beat, Biggs slingshots himself onto the top rope and leaps off with a Springboard Shooting Star Press that catches Cashe right as he’s getting up! This pops the crowd as Biggs is fired up, and he pulls Cashe right up off the floor mats and whips him hard into the barricade. Cashe hits it hard chest-first, and Biggs is right behind him with a running Knee Strike to the small of the back, sandwiching Cashe between the barricade and himself. With Jason still propped up, Biggs unleashes a flurry of Round Kicks to the small of the back, the Biggs supporters in the crowd chanting “BIGGS!” with each kick!
“BIGGS!”
“BIGGS!”
“BIGGS! BIGGS! BIGGS! BIGGS! BIGGS! BIGGS! BIGGS!
BI-!” Biggs winds up for the last kick and connects to the back of Cashe’s head, sending him falling sideways to the mat. Biggs quickly rushes in at the count of “8” and slides back out to reset the count, peeling Cashe off the floor and bouncing his head off of the apron three times in rapid succession, before rolling him back inside the ring. Biggs slides in himself, and quickly hooks both legs, 1…2…KICK OUT!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Jason Cashe is tougher than a $2 steak! Biggs is going to need to do a lot more to put the “DiOGee” down tonight!
Biggs slithers back to the nearest corner, grabbing the center rope with one hand as he motions for Cashe to get up with the other.
CHARLES HUDSON: He’s setting up for the Impact Crater here!
As Cashe slowly begins to push himself up, Biggs gets a running start, leaping off his feet, going for The Impact Crater, but Cashe reverses it with a Back Body Drop! Biggs’ legs clip the top rope on his way down to the mat, and it folds his body in on itself as he crashes into the canvas in a disgusting manner! Cashe gives Biggs no quarter, pulling “The Spaceman” up, grabbing a hold of his wrist and setting him up for a Ripcord, twisting and pulling him in for the Mark of Jason! Biggs looks to be out cold as Jason falls into the cover, the crowd counting along, 1…2…KICK OUT! The crowd can’t believe it, but the look on Jason’s face says that he can. The camera picks up Jason muttering, “You f*ckin’ cockroach…” as he grabs Biggs by the head, pulling him up in a Side Headlock, peppering some shots to the top of Biggs’ head as he does so. After a particularly stiff punch, Cashe spins Biggs out into position for a Suplex, nailing a Snap Suplex and floating over into the cover, 1…2…KICK OUT!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Biggs was just barely able to roll the shoulder up there. Jason Cashe could be closing in on the victory here.
CHARLES HUDSON: Don’t let it end like this, Biggs! C’mon man!
Jason Cashe slows down the pace, having Biggs right where he wants him, giving him a hard stomp to the midsection. Looking down at his former friend, Cashe taunts Biggs before giving him another hard stomp. Cashe pulls Biggs up by the hair, popping him with a Headbutt while keeping a handful of hair. With Biggs dazed, Cashe presses his forehead into Biggs’ forehead, looking him dead in the eyes. A look of sorrowful remorse rests on the face of the “DiOGee,” as he tells his former friend, “I didn’t want this. You betrayed me first…” before snapping back behind Biggs to catch him with the U.T.I! Cashe drags his forearm over Biggs’ face as he presses his chest to Biggs’ chest with a lateral press, 1…2…KICK OUT!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: The fans are about to blow the roof off of T-Mobile Park! Nobody can believe that Biggs kicked out, least of all, Jason Cashe!
The fans are clapping and stomping, rocking the very foundations of T-Mobile Park while Cashe puts his hands to his head, trying to process the fact that Biggs kicked out. His opponent has rolled onto his side, trying to push himself up. Cashe snaps out of it, and gets to his feet, stalking Biggs as he begins to rise. Cashe is winding up his arm, signaling for another Mark of Jason. Once Biggs is to his feet, as he turns in towards Jason, Cashe launches the Mark of Jason, nailing Biggs flush on the jaw and knocking him back down to the mat. Foregoing the cover, Cashe motions for Biggs to get back up. Biggs is dazed, writhing on the mat, seemingly not knowing where he is. When Biggs is unable to get up as quickly as Cashe would like, he reaches down and violently yanks Biggs back up to his feet before stepping back and delivering another Mark of Jason! Again, Jason declines to go for the pin, yelling at Biggs as he motions for him to get up. “You brought this on yourself! You wanted this!” Cashe screams at the downed Biggs, who groggily crawls towards the ropes.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: This is just getting uncomfortable to watch. Jason Cashe has this match won. He could easily have pinned Biggs after either Mark of Jason and ended this. But he’s choosing not to.
CHARLES HUDSON: Jason Cashe and Biggs have put each other through hell over the years. It’s no surprise that the animosity runs this deep.
Biggs looks punch-drunk, uneasy on his legs, as he begins to slowly pull himself up with the assistance of the ropes. The fans have firmly turned against Cashe, booing him as he measures Biggs up. “The Spaceman” is up to his feet, and Jason has a scowl painted across his face as he motions for his opponent to turn around. As Biggs shambles around, turning towards Jason, Cashe fires off a third Mark of Jason, but Biggs ducks it! This sends Cashe stumbling into the ropes, and Biggs is able to muster the strength to blast him in the back with a Dropkick that sends Cashe falling through the ropes to the floor! Biggs steps out onto the apron and gets a running start, nailing Cashe with a Cactus Elbow Drop! He pulls Cashe up and goes to whip him towards the barricade, but Cashe reverses it, causing Biggs to crash right in front of his wife and daughter! Mei-Ling is distraught, reaching out for her father as Cashe gets a running start, but Biggs gets out of the way just in time of a Big Boot! Cashe is hung up on the barricade, trying to get his leg unstuck, and Biggs hops on the attack, clubbing Cashe on the back with his forearms as Mei-Ling giggles with joy! Biggs kicks Cashe’s leg out from under him, causing him to fall back first the floor, catching him almost in a Tree-of-Woe on the barricade! Biggs gives him a series of Round Kicks to the chest, lighting him up!
“BIGGS!
BIGGS!
BIGGS!
BIGGS!” the fans chant as each kick connects! The ref exits the ring, and tells Biggs to back up, as he tries to help untangle Cashe from the barricade. Biggs takes the opportunity to kiss his wife. He then motions for Chelsea to hand him Mei-Ling, and she obliges,with Biggs giving his daughter a big hug, drawing loud cheers from the fans! A loud
“MEI-LING!
MEI-LING!” chant gets going, and the toddler is beside herself as she gets handed back to her mother.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: I’ve heard of cheap pops before, but this has to take the cake!
CHARLES HUDSON: Just let yourself get caught up in the moment, Lou! This is great!
As the ref gets Cashe’s leg free, he tells Biggs to get the action back into the ring. “The Spaceman” heeds the ref’s directions, pulling Cashe up off the floor and rolling him under the ropes, back to the ring. Biggs slides in himself and mounts Cashe, hammering him with some snappy Forearm Shots! Cashe reaches up and Claps the Ears of Biggs, giving him the opportunity to buck Biggs off. Both men get to their feet, and Cashe gives Biggs a swift kick to the gut, hunching him over and pulling him into a Double Underhook, looking for the Pedigree Piledriver!
CHARLES HUDSON: Cashe going into the playbook for that one!
Biggs is struggling, not allowing Cashe to pull him up! Cashe releases one of the Underhooks, clubbing Biggs across the back with his right arm, sending Biggs down to one knee. Cashe then re-establishes the Double Underhook, beginning to lift Biggs up, but Biggs adjusts his weight and gets both feet planted, flipping Cashe up and over for a Back Body Drop! As Cashe presses himself up, Biggs is right there with a Shining Wizard to the temple, cracking Cashe so hard, they could hear it in the cheap seats! Shooting the half, Biggs rolls Cashe onto his back and hooks the far leg, 1…2…KICK OUT!
Rather than going for another cover, Biggs pulls Cashe up off the mat, locking in the Muay Thai Clinch, backing him up into the ropes and delivering some stiff Knee Strikes to the face of Cashe. He then Snapmares Cashe into a seated position away from the ropes, and runs past him to the opposite ropes, drilling Cashe with a Basement Shotgun Dropkick right to the mouth! Cashe is bleeding from the mouth as Biggs gets up and grabs a hold of his legs, stepping through. Cashe tries to fight back and puts up a struggle as Biggs goes to turn him over, but “The Spaceman” won’t be denied, and he turns Cashe over into a Sharpshooter! The crowd is on their feet, cheering and shouting at the top of the lungs,
“TAPOUT!
TAPOUT!
TAPOUT!”
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Jason Cashe is in deep, deep trouble here! All match, Biggs has been targeting his lower back, and now, he is locked up in the Sharpshooter!
CHARLES HUDSON: Boy, you’re right, Lou. Yes, the Sharpshooter puts pressure on the knees and ankles, but the main pain point is the lower back. It really does wreck the entire lower body, stretching out and ripping at the leg and back muscles!
Jason Cashe is in severe agony on the mat, his eye bugging out as he reaches and claws for the ropes. The fans continue to support Biggs with the
“TAPOUT!
TAPOUT!
TAPOUT!” chants as he has the hold locked in tight. The “DiOGee” grits his teeth and closes his eyes, pressing both forearms into the canvas and pushing himself up. Biggs feels the shift in weight and steps up, allowing Cashe to move a few feet before Biggs drags him back to the middle of the ring and sits right back down on the small of the back! Cashe screams in pain as Biggs increases the torque on the knees and lower back.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: The longer Jason Cashe is in the Sharpshooter, the worse it gets. Even if he doesn’t tap out, he will be hobbled.
Biggs leans back further, putting even more pressure on the lower back of Jason Cashe. He powers through the pain, pushing himself up again, and makes the desperate crawl towards the ropes! Biggs steps up to try and drag him back to the center of the ring again, but Cashe is able to surge forward to the ropes, grabbing the bottom rope! Biggs immediately lets go as the ref taps him on the back to begin the count, and “The Spaceman” backs up. Nursing his back as he pulls himself up by the ropes, Cashe is has a slight limp in his step as Biggs rushes back in and kicks his legs out from underneath him!
Biggs gets a hold of both legs and drags Cashe back to the middle of the ring, going for the Sharpshooter again! As Biggs steps through and goes to turn Cashe over, Cashe kicks him in the butt, sending Biggs stumbling forward. Biggs is right back on Cashe, reaching down to pull him up, but Cashe pulls Biggs in for a small package, 1…2…Biggs adjusts his weight, pinning Cashe, 1…2…Cashe rolls through, pinning Biggs, 1…2…Another adjustment by Biggs, 1…2…Cashe kicks out! Both men scramble back up, and tie up, Biggs ducking down and stepping through to take Cashe’s back! He goes for a German Suplex, but Cashe blocks it by wrapping his foot around Biggs’ ankle!
A swift Elbow to the side of Biggs’ head allows Cashe the space to get himself turned around and pull Biggs in position for a DDT. Before Cashe can fall back, Biggs shoves his way out of Jason’s grip, giving Cashe a swift kick to the gut, pulling him in for a Piledriver, but Cashe flips him up and over for a Back Body Drop, but Biggs lands on his feet! As Cashe turns around, Biggs goes to sweep the legs, but Cashe hops up and throws a Knee towards Biggs’ head, but “The Spaceman” just barely dodges it! He tries to roll Cashe up with a Schoolboy Pin, but Cashe rolls through and finally connects with a Knee Strike to the jaw of Biggs! The fans are on their feet once more, chanting
“MAINSTREAM!
MAINSTREAM!”
CHARLES HUDSON: Holy moly, what an exchange this late in the match!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: What a Main Event we are witnessing for Mainstream Deception! Both men are giving all that they’ve got!
The toll the match is taking on the competitors is obvious, as Cashe is on all fours on the mat, breathing heavily as Biggs holds his face in pain, laying on his side. Once Jason gets himself composed, he crawls over towards Biggs, grabbing a hold of his hair, pulling Biggs up as he rises up to his feet as well. On the way up, Biggs swings a couple of fists weakly towards Cashe, but he easily avoids the blows, responding with a hard Knee to the gut. He gets Biggs in the Ripcord again, and whips him around, going for the Mark of Jason! Biggs ducks it, though, and gets behind Cashe, wrapping his arms around the waist and hoisting him up for a German Suplex!
Keeping his hands clasped, Biggs muscles Cashe back up and gives him another German Suplex! Going for the hat trick, Biggs pulls himself and Cashe up once more, nailing a third German Suplex, bridging it upon impact, pinning Cashe’s shoulders to the mat, 1…2…KICK OUT! Biggs maintains his focus, rolling Cashe onto his side and driving his Knee into the spine of Cashe again and again! After 5 or 6 strikes, Biggs backs up to the corner, motioning for Cashe to get up again.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Biggs is looking to put Cashe away here! The Impact Crater is impending!
A loud “LET’S GO BIGGS! LET’S GO BIGGS!” chant is roaring through the Seattle crowd as “The Spaceman” hones in on Jason Cashe, measuring him up as he begins to rise. Once Cashe is up to his feet, hunched over, Biggs rushes in, but Cashe collapses to the mat as Biggs leaves his feet for the attempted Impact Crater! Biggs crashes into the mat, and his momentum sends him sliding beneath the bottom rope and rolling into the announce table.
CHARLES HUDSON: Jason Cashe just saved himself, and I don’t even know if he meant to!
Cashe takes a moment to recover as the ref slides out of the ring to check on Biggs at the announce table. “The Spaceman” is holding his shoulder in pain, gritting his teeth as he gasps in air, but when the ref asks him if he can continue, Biggs nods his head and says, “Hell yeah!” Inside the ring, Cashe is almost to his feet, while Biggs reaches up and begins to climb up onto the apron. Jason gets a running start and Spears Biggs through the ropes to the floor! The ref is still outside and gets caught in the crossfire, as Biggs and Cashe come crashing down on top of him! The T-Mobile Park crowd is on their feet, yelling “HOLY SMOKES! HOLY SMOKES!” while all three men are down on the floor!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Jason Cashe throwing caution to wind takes out both Biggs and the man in charge!
CHARLES HUDSON: The ref going down only benefits one person in this match and that is Jason F’N Cashe! He’s morally gray at best, and by gosh, with nobody to enforce the rules, you know Cashe is gonna break them!
Groggily, Cashe gets to his feet and sees both Biggs and the referee on the ground. Reaching down, Cashe checks on the referee first. Slapping the official to bring him out of his daze to no avail.
CHARLES HUDSON: I think I’d prefer smelling salts personally..
A small pop grabs Cashe’s attention as he turns and sees that another official is heading down the entrance ramp.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: When one head is chopped off, another appears!
Leaving the downed official, Jason Cashe turns his focus to Biggs. Pulling his long time friend turned foe up from the floor. Moving to toss Biggs into the ring, Biggs reverses the whip and launches Cashe under the ropes instead. Biggs slumps onto the ring apron but pulls himself under the ropes to reenter the ring himself.
Both men get to their feet. Cashe races towards Biggs and claps him with an open palm to his right ear. Biggs stumbles to his right and snaps back with a big haymaker overhand right that stuns Cashe in place. Snatching Cashe by the arm, Biggs shoves Cashe to the ropes but pulls back last second, leaping up looking for a short high knee. Cashe catches Biggs, twisting to slam him down with a sloppy Spinebuster but as he comes down with it, Biggs has Cashe’s head hooked and plants him with a DDT as they connect into the canvas.
Both men are down in the center of the ring, laid out completely as the referee slowly begins the 10 count, “1!” The fans are anxious, buzzing, as they peer into the ring, hoping there isn’t a double count out. “2!” Cashe’s arm twitches, as he begins to show some signs of life. “3!” Biggs is out of it, flat on his back, staring up at the lights. “4!”
CHARLES HUDSON: It would be a tragedy for this match to end in a double count-out, after what these two men have put each other through!
“5!”
MCKAYLA LEWIS: You’re not wrong, Charles. It would end Mainstream Deception on a sour note for sure.
“6!” Biggs coughs as he rolls onto his side. “7!” Jason has managed to roll onto his belly, digging down deep to push himself up. “8!” Biggs presses his elbow into the mat, propping himself up. “9!” Both men are just barely to their feet, as the referee stops the count! Both men are clearly spent, as Biggs throws the first punch, catching Cashe on the jaw! There’s not a lot of mustard on it, so Cashe throws one of his own, connecting hard, but Biggs responds in kind! Cashe fires back, and it’s not long before the two men are trading blows back and forth, increasing in speed and intensity! The crowd lets out a thunderous “YAY!” as Biggs slugs Cashe in the chin! An equally electric “BOO!” is elicited from the crowd as Cashe pops Biggs right in the mouth! “YAY! BOO! YAY! BOO! YAY! BOO! YAY! BOO! YAY! BOO! YA-BOO! BOO! BOOOOOOO!” Jason Cashe finds himself with the upper hand, backing Biggs into the ropes with a series of stiff punches, leaving “The Spaceman” dazed. Cashe goes to whip Biggs towards the opposite ropes, but Biggs reverses, sending Cashe for the ride instead! On the rebound, Biggs catches Cashe with a Jumping Leg Lariat that snaps his head back as he falls to the mat! The fans are feeling it as Biggs peels Cashe up to his feet and gives him a hard Irish Whip to the corner, getting a running start for a Stinger Splash! As Cashe stumbles out of the corner, Biggs whips him to the far corner, and hits another Stinger Splash! Jason Cashe is on spaghetti legs as Biggs whips him to the far corner again, but this time, Cashe just barely gets out of the way of the Stinger Splash, catching Biggs with a U.T.I. from out of the corner! Cashe just flops onto Biggs, 1…2…Biggs gets his foot on the ropes, breaking the count!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: The very foundations of T-Mobile Park are shaking as the Mainstream fans are going wild!
CHARLES HUDSON: Nine hundred ninety-nine times out of a thousand, Jason Cashe does not make that mistake in ring positioning! Nine hundred ninety-nine times out of a thousand, Jason Cashe hooks that leg! It’s almost as if Fate itself is on Biggs’ side tonight!
Cashe gives himself a moment to gather himself, slamming his fist into the mat in frustration before turning his attention back to Biggs. He hoists his rival up and onto his right shoulder, launching Biggs’ face into the turnbuckle with a Snake Eyes! As Biggs stumbles out of the corner, Cashe rushes in for another U.T.I., but Biggs slips out of it and shoves Jason chest first into the corner! Biggs rams Cashe’s face into the turnbuckle pad again and again and again, stunning Cashe long enough for Biggs to take a few steps back and run in for a Stinger Splash to the back! Cashe oozes to the mat as Biggs quickly makes his way to the far corner, motioning for Cashe to get up! The fans know what’s coming, and as Cashe slowly begins to rise, Biggs rushes in, jumping up, catching Cashe and flipping him into a Backstabber, The Impact Crater!
CHARLES HUDSON: This could do it!
Biggs scrambles into the cover, hooking both legs with his back pressed to Jason’s chest, the fans counting along with the referee, 1…2…3-NO! Jason Cashe just barely rolls his shoulder up in time!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: The third time was the charm, with Biggs finally connecting on the Impact Crater, but by gosh, Jason Cashe kicked out at the very last possible moment!
CHARLES HUDSON: It doesn’t get any closer than that, Lou!
A perplexed look paints the face of Biggs, and the kick out took the air out of the crowd. Cashe makes an attempt to try and roll out of the ring, but Biggs won’t let him, mounting Cashe and unloading on him with some brutal Hammer Fists! Biggs’ eyes show a righteous fury as he dismounts Cashe and pulls him off the mat, giving him a hard Knee Strike to the midsection before grabbing Cashe’s head in a ¾ Side Headlock, running up the ropes and connecting with The Bigg Time! The fans are on their feet once more as Biggs begins to climb the ropes, chants of “LET’S GO BIGGS! LET’S GO BIGGS!” filling T-Mobile Park!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: This has been a back-and-forth affair, but Biggs has the decided advantage!
CHARLES HUDSON: You know he’s climbing up for that UFO Frog Splash, which would be a kill shot with the offense he’s been chaining together these past few moments!
Cashe is out of it, sprawled out on the mat as reaches the top rope, gets his balance and leaps off for the UFO Frog Splash! But Cashe dodges it, rolling in towards the corner. Biggs is just able to adjust in midair and rolls through the impact, getting up to his feet in a flash! He bullrushes Cashe, who has just gotten to his feet as well, but Cashe uses Biggs’ own momentum against him, pulling him in for an Inside Cradle for 1…2…3!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: This match is getting off to a quick start, with both men brawling!
CHARLES HUDSON: This won’t be a sustainable strategy on Biggs’ part. Brawling is Jason’s forte, and is well outside of “The Spaceman’s” comfort zone.
With Biggs propped in the corner, Cashe takes a step back and winds up, catching Biggs on the chest with a stiff Knife-Edge Chop right to the chest! “WOOOO!” the crowd yells in unison with the chop. “WOOOO!” another chop connects! “WOOOO! WOOOO! WOOOO! WOOOO! WOOOO!” After the seventh chop, Cashe takes the time to like the edge of his hand and puts some stank on an eighth Knife-Edge Chop, causing Biggs to fall to a seated position.”The DiOGee” grabs a hold of the top rope, and begins to Stomp a Mudhole into the already crimson chest of his opponent, drawing loud cheers from the fans! After a multitude of stomps, Biggs powders to the outside, rolling beneath the ropes, clutching his chest. The fans boo Biggs while Cashe strikes a shit eating grin, motioning for his rival to come back into the ring. “1!” the ref shouts as he has begun the 10 count. “2!” Cashe steps out onto the apron and sits on the middle rope nearest Biggs, opening it and motioning for Biggs to come back in. “3!” Biggs scoffs at Jason’s gesture. “I don’t trust you!” Biggs can be heard yelling at Cashe as the ref says “4!” Cashe just laughs and flips Biggs the bird before jumping off for a Diving Clothesline, popping the fans as he nails it! The fans are firmly behind Jason Cashe at this point, as he rolls his opponent back into the ring and slides back in. Cashe goes for a cover, but doesn’t even get a one count!
CHARLES HUDSON: It’s Biggs’ last match! It’s an insult that Cashe thought that he’d go down that easy!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: I don’t think that’s necessarily what Cashe was thinking. Biggs has not wrestled a match in over a year, whereas Cashe has remained active.. It benefits Cashe to force Biggs to expend a lot of energy in the early going.
Both men scramble to their feet, and engage in a Collar-and-Elbow Tie-up. Biggs transitions to a knee and slips behind Cashe, getting a hold of his waist. Biggs wrestles Cashe up off his feet and splays him onto the mat. As Cashe tries to make it up to all fours, Biggs is able to quickly whip his body up and over Cashe’s to lock in a Front Face Lock. CRACK! Biggs nails Cashe with a well placed Knee-Strike to the crown of the head while maintaining the Face Lock, following up with two more Knee-Strikes before performing an Alligator Roll to dizzy Cashe up and get him onto his back. “The Spaceman” plants his boots into the mat and bridges his back, forcing Jason’s chin into his own chest, torquing the neck! Cashe rotates his hips and turns towards his left, trying to slip free, but Biggs rolls along with him, getting Cashe back onto his belly. Biggs releases the Front Face Lock and like a flash, is mounted on Cashe’s back, raining elbow shots to the back of Cashe’s head! Jason gets his hands up to protect the back of his head as best he can, while trying to buck Biggs off. While his adversary tries everything he can to get Biggs off of his back, “The Spaceman” manages to get an elbow through Cashe’s defenses, striking him at the base of the head, dazing Cashe. The Camel Clutch is then attempted, with Biggs getting Cashe’s right arm over his knee. As Biggs focuses on moving the left arm, Cashe snaps out of the daze, and fights back with all he has, but Biggs just smacks him on the ear with his left hand, and that’s enough for Biggs to slip Jason’s arm over the knee!
CHARLES HUDSON: Vintage Biggs right here with the Camel Clutch! Jason Cashe is already in trouble!
Biggs has the Camel Clutch in deep, sitting as far back as he can on the small of Jason’s back, pulling up on the chin. Cashe is trying to fight free, trying to slide an arm off of the knee or maybe get one of his knees up to be able to press up, but Biggs is giving him no quarter, increasing the torque on the hold at any of Cashe’s attempts to escape. As his face continues to redden, Cashe turns his head a bit, prompting Biggs to pull back even harder! Through the pain, though, Cashe has the wherewithal to chomp down on Biggs’ bicep, biting him! Biggs howls in pain as he releases the hold, his arm already bleeding from Cashe’s bite!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Leave it to Jason Cashe to find an unorthodox escape from the Camel Clutch!
CHARLES HUDSON: Biggs is going to need a rabies shot after the match…
While Cashe pulls himself towards the ropes and sits himself up, Biggs makes a beeline out of the ring towards his wife and daughter in the front row. “Do you have a Band-Aid?” Biggs asks Chelsea. She hands Mei-Ling to Biggs, who holds her in the non-bleeding arm, and begins to dig through her purse. The ref is up to a count of 5 as Chelsea finally pulls out a Band-Aid large enough to cover the wound, while Cashe laughs hysterically inside the ring. Biggs and Chelsea exchange the toddler and the Band-Aid, and Biggs rushes back to the ring to beat the 10 count. He then rolls right back out, asking the ref to hold Cashe back while he applies the bandage. Cashe is beside himself, but stays back, holding his hands up to show his intentions to let this play out.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Have you ever seen something so ridiculous in the middle of a match?
CHARLES HUDSON: Biggs is protecting himself and Jason from potential blood borne pathogens! I’m surprised we don’t see this kind of responsible behavior in more matches!
With the Band-Aid firmly on, Biggs slides back into the ring and gets up, the ref stepping back to allow the contest to resume. The two men lock up, and Cashe throws a Headbutt right to Biggs’ forehead! This allows Cashe to disengage from the tie-up, keeping control of Biggs’ wrist on the bitten arm. He grabs a hold of the Band-Aid and rips it right off, biting Biggs once more! The referee begins a five count as Biggs screams in pain, trying to get Cashe to break the bite by clubbing him with his free arm, but to no avail! Cashe breaks the hold, if you could call it that, at 4, as the ref steps in to break them up. Biggs rolls back out of the ring towards his wife, and she produces another Band-Aid.
CHARLES HUDSON: How many bandaids does one person need?!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: A mother leaves no room for error!
Inside the ring, the ref backs Cashe up to a far corner and admonishes him for the continued biting. Biggs applies the second Band-Aid and re-enters the ring, ready to continue the match. Cashe is right on him, throwing a hard right hand that Biggs blocks, answering with a right of his own. Chase blocks the punch and gives Biggs a quick knee to the midsection, allowing him to pull Biggs in an Arm Wringer. Cashe maintains wrist control, pulling Biggs in for a Shoulder Tackle that knocks Biggs to the mat. Keeping a hold on Biggs’ wrist, Jason pulls him right back up and gives him another Shoulder Tackle. He goes to the well one more time, knocking Biggs right back down with a third Shoulder Tackle.
Cashe goes for a Lateral Press cover, digging his forearm into the side of Biggs’ face without hooking either leg, 1...2…Biggs kicks out! Unphased by the kick out, Cashe grabs a hold of Biggs’ head, pulling him back up and whips him hard towards the ropes. Sidestepping Biggs and giving him a shove on the back for the first pass, Cashe runs to the opposite ropes to gain moment and leaves his feet for a Jumping Shoulder Tackle, but Biggs ducks it and responds with a Basement Dropkick to the side of Jason’s head! Going for the cover, Biggs hooks both legs as he presses his back to Jason’s chest, 1…2…Kick out by Cashe!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Both competitors with the early nearfalls, but with as much animosity, as much history as there is between Jason Cashe and Biggs, I don’t see either man succumbing this early.
CHARLES HUDSON: Hey, sometimes all it takes is one well timed shot.
Pulling Cashe up by the head, Biggs pops him with a Forearm Shiver to the jaw before pressing Cashe into the ropes. He whips him to the opposite ropes, and jumps up for a Leg Lariat on the rebound, but Cashe ducks underneath, putting on the brakes and dropping a Standing Elbow Drop to the back of Biggs’ head! As Biggs clutches the back of his head and kicks his feet, rolling onto his side as he does so, Jason gives Biggs a couple of stomps to the shoulder before reaching down to peel Biggs off of the mat. With “The Spaceman” back up to a vertical base, Cashe gives him a couple of Forearms to the chin before whipping around with a Spinning Backfist that crumples Biggs to the mat! Cashe goes for the cover, 1…2…Kick out! Cashe hooks both legs, laying his back heavy across Biggs’ chest, he attempts another pinfall, 1…2…Kick out! After the second Kick Out, Cashe is enraged, and he mounts Biggs’ chest, raining down Gorilla Style Fist Attacks while Biggs tries to get his hands up to defend himself! Cashe is literally going ape shit, pounding Biggs’ face and shoulder area with reckless abandon. Biggs tries to buck him off, but to no avail. After a well placed shot to the chin that gets through, Biggs goes limp and Cashe goes for another pin, reaching back to pull both legs up while still seated on Biggs’ chest, 1…2…Biggs rolls through, pinning Cashe, 1…2…Kick out!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Biggs almost stole the match right there!
CHARLES HUDSON: You sure are right, Lou. As much as I hate to admit it, Jason Cashe has been dominating this match so far.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Both competitors are world class athletes, but it’s obvious which one has had more time in the ring as of late. There’s no substitute for actually wrestling in a match in terms of conditioning.
Slowly walking backwards as Biggs lays on his back on the canvas. Jason Cashe leans into the ropes behind him, shooting from them with a gained momentum. He leaps up throwing his legs in front of him as he comes down across Biggs with a senton. The air expelled from Biggs’ lungs upon impact.
Biggs tries to crawl to the ropes to pull himself up, but Cashe is up in a flash, grabbing a hold of both of Biggs’ legs, dragging him back to the middle of the ring. With Biggs still flat on his belly, Cashe wraps Biggs’ calf around his foot, and pops down, hooking his arms beneath “The Spaceman’s” nose, locking in an STF deep!
CHARLES HUDSON: Holy smokes, it’s an actual wrestling hold from Jason Cashe!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: C’mon Charles, while mat wrestling isn’t a big part of Jason’s game, it doesn’t mean can’t do it!
Biggs’ eyes are wide as his arms flail around, trying to find a way out of the hold. Cashe cranks on Biggs’ face a couple of times, sticking his tongue out as he concentrates on keeping the hold in tight. Biggs presses his left forearm into the mat, and tries to push himself up onto his left side, lifting his right side, the one Cashe has hooked, up off the mat. This breaks Cashe’s leverage on Biggs’ foot, which he manages to slip out of the grapevine. Cashe still has the Facelock on, but with his body ever so slightly off the mat, he can’t maintain the pressure, so he abandons the hold. Both men scramble to their feet, and Cashe rushes in, but Biggs takes him over with an Arm Drag! They both pop back up, and Biggs takes Cashe down with a second Arm Drag! As Cashe begins to sit up, Biggs is right there to lock on a Seated Sleeper Hold!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: You can see Biggs is breathing heavily as he has this hold applied. This Sleeper is as much about Biggs regaining his breath as it is wearing down Jason Cashe.
Cashe tries to throw some elbows back towards the ribs of Biggs, but “The Spaceman’s” positioning makes him just out of the range of Cashe’s strikes. “The DiOGee” reaches up, trying to slip his fingers in between Biggs’ forearm and his chin, attempting to relieve the pressure, but that’s a fruitless endeavor as well. He presses both boots into the mat, trying to push himself and Biggs up to a vertical base, but Biggs just increases the tightness of his grip, cutting off more air to Cashe’s lungs. Cashe appears to be fading as he slumps back down to the mat. As his arms go limp, the ref raises Cashe’s right arm. It falls to his side. “1!” the referee yells as he grabs a hold of Cashe’s wrist again. Once more, he raises the arm of Jason Cashe, and once more, it falls feebly to his side. “2!”
CHARLES HUDSON: Jason Cashe is on the verge of succumbing to the sleeper!
By this point, the fans in T-Mobile Park are clapping and stomping, trying to will Jason Cashe on as the ref grabs a hold of his wrist for the third and final time. The referee raises the arm up for all to see, and lets go, the crowd watching as it falls to Cashe’s side for the third and final time…NO! The crowd erupts as Jason Cashe defiantly raises his fist, and starts pumping his arms, Mad Dogging himself up as Biggs has a look of bitter acceptance on his face. This time, Jason Cashe has the strength to press his boots into the mat and force himself and Biggs up into a standing position, turning in towards Biggs’ body to be able to give him some Elbow Shots to the midsection with authority, breaking the hold! The crowd counts along as Cashe throws a sustained series of Snap Jabs to the jaw of Biggs, rocking “The Spaceman” with each jab! “1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10!” The tenth Snap Jab backs Biggs up against the ropes, and Cashe winds up for a Clothesline, but as he comes in, Biggs grabs a hold of the top rope and drops down, low-bridging Cashe and sending him spilling to the outside!
Without missing a beat, Biggs slingshots himself onto the top rope and leaps off with a Springboard Shooting Star Press that catches Cashe right as he’s getting up! This pops the crowd as Biggs is fired up, and he pulls Cashe right up off the floor mats and whips him hard into the barricade. Cashe hits it hard chest-first, and Biggs is right behind him with a running Knee Strike to the small of the back, sandwiching Cashe between the barricade and himself. With Jason still propped up, Biggs unleashes a flurry of Round Kicks to the small of the back, the Biggs supporters in the crowd chanting “BIGGS!” with each kick!
“BIGGS!”
“BIGGS!”
“BIGGS! BIGGS! BIGGS! BIGGS! BIGGS! BIGGS! BIGGS!
BI-!” Biggs winds up for the last kick and connects to the back of Cashe’s head, sending him falling sideways to the mat. Biggs quickly rushes in at the count of “8” and slides back out to reset the count, peeling Cashe off the floor and bouncing his head off of the apron three times in rapid succession, before rolling him back inside the ring. Biggs slides in himself, and quickly hooks both legs, 1…2…KICK OUT!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Jason Cashe is tougher than a $2 steak! Biggs is going to need to do a lot more to put the “DiOGee” down tonight!
Biggs slithers back to the nearest corner, grabbing the center rope with one hand as he motions for Cashe to get up with the other.
CHARLES HUDSON: He’s setting up for the Impact Crater here!
As Cashe slowly begins to push himself up, Biggs gets a running start, leaping off his feet, going for The Impact Crater, but Cashe reverses it with a Back Body Drop! Biggs’ legs clip the top rope on his way down to the mat, and it folds his body in on itself as he crashes into the canvas in a disgusting manner! Cashe gives Biggs no quarter, pulling “The Spaceman” up, grabbing a hold of his wrist and setting him up for a Ripcord, twisting and pulling him in for the Mark of Jason! Biggs looks to be out cold as Jason falls into the cover, the crowd counting along, 1…2…KICK OUT! The crowd can’t believe it, but the look on Jason’s face says that he can. The camera picks up Jason muttering, “You f*ckin’ cockroach…” as he grabs Biggs by the head, pulling him up in a Side Headlock, peppering some shots to the top of Biggs’ head as he does so. After a particularly stiff punch, Cashe spins Biggs out into position for a Suplex, nailing a Snap Suplex and floating over into the cover, 1…2…KICK OUT!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Biggs was just barely able to roll the shoulder up there. Jason Cashe could be closing in on the victory here.
CHARLES HUDSON: Don’t let it end like this, Biggs! C’mon man!
Jason Cashe slows down the pace, having Biggs right where he wants him, giving him a hard stomp to the midsection. Looking down at his former friend, Cashe taunts Biggs before giving him another hard stomp. Cashe pulls Biggs up by the hair, popping him with a Headbutt while keeping a handful of hair. With Biggs dazed, Cashe presses his forehead into Biggs’ forehead, looking him dead in the eyes. A look of sorrowful remorse rests on the face of the “DiOGee,” as he tells his former friend, “I didn’t want this. You betrayed me first…” before snapping back behind Biggs to catch him with the U.T.I! Cashe drags his forearm over Biggs’ face as he presses his chest to Biggs’ chest with a lateral press, 1…2…KICK OUT!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: The fans are about to blow the roof off of T-Mobile Park! Nobody can believe that Biggs kicked out, least of all, Jason Cashe!
The fans are clapping and stomping, rocking the very foundations of T-Mobile Park while Cashe puts his hands to his head, trying to process the fact that Biggs kicked out. His opponent has rolled onto his side, trying to push himself up. Cashe snaps out of it, and gets to his feet, stalking Biggs as he begins to rise. Cashe is winding up his arm, signaling for another Mark of Jason. Once Biggs is to his feet, as he turns in towards Jason, Cashe launches the Mark of Jason, nailing Biggs flush on the jaw and knocking him back down to the mat. Foregoing the cover, Cashe motions for Biggs to get back up. Biggs is dazed, writhing on the mat, seemingly not knowing where he is. When Biggs is unable to get up as quickly as Cashe would like, he reaches down and violently yanks Biggs back up to his feet before stepping back and delivering another Mark of Jason! Again, Jason declines to go for the pin, yelling at Biggs as he motions for him to get up. “You brought this on yourself! You wanted this!” Cashe screams at the downed Biggs, who groggily crawls towards the ropes.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: This is just getting uncomfortable to watch. Jason Cashe has this match won. He could easily have pinned Biggs after either Mark of Jason and ended this. But he’s choosing not to.
CHARLES HUDSON: Jason Cashe and Biggs have put each other through hell over the years. It’s no surprise that the animosity runs this deep.
Biggs looks punch-drunk, uneasy on his legs, as he begins to slowly pull himself up with the assistance of the ropes. The fans have firmly turned against Cashe, booing him as he measures Biggs up. “The Spaceman” is up to his feet, and Jason has a scowl painted across his face as he motions for his opponent to turn around. As Biggs shambles around, turning towards Jason, Cashe fires off a third Mark of Jason, but Biggs ducks it! This sends Cashe stumbling into the ropes, and Biggs is able to muster the strength to blast him in the back with a Dropkick that sends Cashe falling through the ropes to the floor! Biggs steps out onto the apron and gets a running start, nailing Cashe with a Cactus Elbow Drop! He pulls Cashe up and goes to whip him towards the barricade, but Cashe reverses it, causing Biggs to crash right in front of his wife and daughter! Mei-Ling is distraught, reaching out for her father as Cashe gets a running start, but Biggs gets out of the way just in time of a Big Boot! Cashe is hung up on the barricade, trying to get his leg unstuck, and Biggs hops on the attack, clubbing Cashe on the back with his forearms as Mei-Ling giggles with joy! Biggs kicks Cashe’s leg out from under him, causing him to fall back first the floor, catching him almost in a Tree-of-Woe on the barricade! Biggs gives him a series of Round Kicks to the chest, lighting him up!
“BIGGS!
BIGGS!
BIGGS!
BIGGS!” the fans chant as each kick connects! The ref exits the ring, and tells Biggs to back up, as he tries to help untangle Cashe from the barricade. Biggs takes the opportunity to kiss his wife. He then motions for Chelsea to hand him Mei-Ling, and she obliges,with Biggs giving his daughter a big hug, drawing loud cheers from the fans! A loud
“MEI-LING!
MEI-LING!” chant gets going, and the toddler is beside herself as she gets handed back to her mother.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: I’ve heard of cheap pops before, but this has to take the cake!
CHARLES HUDSON: Just let yourself get caught up in the moment, Lou! This is great!
As the ref gets Cashe’s leg free, he tells Biggs to get the action back into the ring. “The Spaceman” heeds the ref’s directions, pulling Cashe up off the floor and rolling him under the ropes, back to the ring. Biggs slides in himself and mounts Cashe, hammering him with some snappy Forearm Shots! Cashe reaches up and Claps the Ears of Biggs, giving him the opportunity to buck Biggs off. Both men get to their feet, and Cashe gives Biggs a swift kick to the gut, hunching him over and pulling him into a Double Underhook, looking for the Pedigree Piledriver!
CHARLES HUDSON: Cashe going into the playbook for that one!
Biggs is struggling, not allowing Cashe to pull him up! Cashe releases one of the Underhooks, clubbing Biggs across the back with his right arm, sending Biggs down to one knee. Cashe then re-establishes the Double Underhook, beginning to lift Biggs up, but Biggs adjusts his weight and gets both feet planted, flipping Cashe up and over for a Back Body Drop! As Cashe presses himself up, Biggs is right there with a Shining Wizard to the temple, cracking Cashe so hard, they could hear it in the cheap seats! Shooting the half, Biggs rolls Cashe onto his back and hooks the far leg, 1…2…KICK OUT!
Rather than going for another cover, Biggs pulls Cashe up off the mat, locking in the Muay Thai Clinch, backing him up into the ropes and delivering some stiff Knee Strikes to the face of Cashe. He then Snapmares Cashe into a seated position away from the ropes, and runs past him to the opposite ropes, drilling Cashe with a Basement Shotgun Dropkick right to the mouth! Cashe is bleeding from the mouth as Biggs gets up and grabs a hold of his legs, stepping through. Cashe tries to fight back and puts up a struggle as Biggs goes to turn him over, but “The Spaceman” won’t be denied, and he turns Cashe over into a Sharpshooter! The crowd is on their feet, cheering and shouting at the top of the lungs,
“TAPOUT!
TAPOUT!
TAPOUT!”
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Jason Cashe is in deep, deep trouble here! All match, Biggs has been targeting his lower back, and now, he is locked up in the Sharpshooter!
CHARLES HUDSON: Boy, you’re right, Lou. Yes, the Sharpshooter puts pressure on the knees and ankles, but the main pain point is the lower back. It really does wreck the entire lower body, stretching out and ripping at the leg and back muscles!
Jason Cashe is in severe agony on the mat, his eye bugging out as he reaches and claws for the ropes. The fans continue to support Biggs with the
“TAPOUT!
TAPOUT!
TAPOUT!” chants as he has the hold locked in tight. The “DiOGee” grits his teeth and closes his eyes, pressing both forearms into the canvas and pushing himself up. Biggs feels the shift in weight and steps up, allowing Cashe to move a few feet before Biggs drags him back to the middle of the ring and sits right back down on the small of the back! Cashe screams in pain as Biggs increases the torque on the knees and lower back.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: The longer Jason Cashe is in the Sharpshooter, the worse it gets. Even if he doesn’t tap out, he will be hobbled.
Biggs leans back further, putting even more pressure on the lower back of Jason Cashe. He powers through the pain, pushing himself up again, and makes the desperate crawl towards the ropes! Biggs steps up to try and drag him back to the center of the ring again, but Cashe is able to surge forward to the ropes, grabbing the bottom rope! Biggs immediately lets go as the ref taps him on the back to begin the count, and “The Spaceman” backs up. Nursing his back as he pulls himself up by the ropes, Cashe is has a slight limp in his step as Biggs rushes back in and kicks his legs out from underneath him!
Biggs gets a hold of both legs and drags Cashe back to the middle of the ring, going for the Sharpshooter again! As Biggs steps through and goes to turn Cashe over, Cashe kicks him in the butt, sending Biggs stumbling forward. Biggs is right back on Cashe, reaching down to pull him up, but Cashe pulls Biggs in for a small package, 1…2…Biggs adjusts his weight, pinning Cashe, 1…2…Cashe rolls through, pinning Biggs, 1…2…Another adjustment by Biggs, 1…2…Cashe kicks out! Both men scramble back up, and tie up, Biggs ducking down and stepping through to take Cashe’s back! He goes for a German Suplex, but Cashe blocks it by wrapping his foot around Biggs’ ankle!
A swift Elbow to the side of Biggs’ head allows Cashe the space to get himself turned around and pull Biggs in position for a DDT. Before Cashe can fall back, Biggs shoves his way out of Jason’s grip, giving Cashe a swift kick to the gut, pulling him in for a Piledriver, but Cashe flips him up and over for a Back Body Drop, but Biggs lands on his feet! As Cashe turns around, Biggs goes to sweep the legs, but Cashe hops up and throws a Knee towards Biggs’ head, but “The Spaceman” just barely dodges it! He tries to roll Cashe up with a Schoolboy Pin, but Cashe rolls through and finally connects with a Knee Strike to the jaw of Biggs! The fans are on their feet once more, chanting
“MAINSTREAM!
MAINSTREAM!”
CHARLES HUDSON: Holy moly, what an exchange this late in the match!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: What a Main Event we are witnessing for Mainstream Deception! Both men are giving all that they’ve got!
The toll the match is taking on the competitors is obvious, as Cashe is on all fours on the mat, breathing heavily as Biggs holds his face in pain, laying on his side. Once Jason gets himself composed, he crawls over towards Biggs, grabbing a hold of his hair, pulling Biggs up as he rises up to his feet as well. On the way up, Biggs swings a couple of fists weakly towards Cashe, but he easily avoids the blows, responding with a hard Knee to the gut. He gets Biggs in the Ripcord again, and whips him around, going for the Mark of Jason! Biggs ducks it, though, and gets behind Cashe, wrapping his arms around the waist and hoisting him up for a German Suplex!
Keeping his hands clasped, Biggs muscles Cashe back up and gives him another German Suplex! Going for the hat trick, Biggs pulls himself and Cashe up once more, nailing a third German Suplex, bridging it upon impact, pinning Cashe’s shoulders to the mat, 1…2…KICK OUT! Biggs maintains his focus, rolling Cashe onto his side and driving his Knee into the spine of Cashe again and again! After 5 or 6 strikes, Biggs backs up to the corner, motioning for Cashe to get up again.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Biggs is looking to put Cashe away here! The Impact Crater is impending!
A loud “LET’S GO BIGGS! LET’S GO BIGGS!” chant is roaring through the Seattle crowd as “The Spaceman” hones in on Jason Cashe, measuring him up as he begins to rise. Once Cashe is up to his feet, hunched over, Biggs rushes in, but Cashe collapses to the mat as Biggs leaves his feet for the attempted Impact Crater! Biggs crashes into the mat, and his momentum sends him sliding beneath the bottom rope and rolling into the announce table.
CHARLES HUDSON: Jason Cashe just saved himself, and I don’t even know if he meant to!
Cashe takes a moment to recover as the ref slides out of the ring to check on Biggs at the announce table. “The Spaceman” is holding his shoulder in pain, gritting his teeth as he gasps in air, but when the ref asks him if he can continue, Biggs nods his head and says, “Hell yeah!” Inside the ring, Cashe is almost to his feet, while Biggs reaches up and begins to climb up onto the apron. Jason gets a running start and Spears Biggs through the ropes to the floor! The ref is still outside and gets caught in the crossfire, as Biggs and Cashe come crashing down on top of him! The T-Mobile Park crowd is on their feet, yelling “HOLY SMOKES! HOLY SMOKES!” while all three men are down on the floor!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Jason Cashe throwing caution to wind takes out both Biggs and the man in charge!
CHARLES HUDSON: The ref going down only benefits one person in this match and that is Jason F’N Cashe! He’s morally gray at best, and by gosh, with nobody to enforce the rules, you know Cashe is gonna break them!
Groggily, Cashe gets to his feet and sees both Biggs and the referee on the ground. Reaching down, Cashe checks on the referee first. Slapping the official to bring him out of his daze to no avail.
CHARLES HUDSON: I think I’d prefer smelling salts personally..
A small pop grabs Cashe’s attention as he turns and sees that another official is heading down the entrance ramp.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: When one head is chopped off, another appears!
Leaving the downed official, Jason Cashe turns his focus to Biggs. Pulling his long time friend turned foe up from the floor. Moving to toss Biggs into the ring, Biggs reverses the whip and launches Cashe under the ropes instead. Biggs slumps onto the ring apron but pulls himself under the ropes to reenter the ring himself.
Both men get to their feet. Cashe races towards Biggs and claps him with an open palm to his right ear. Biggs stumbles to his right and snaps back with a big haymaker overhand right that stuns Cashe in place. Snatching Cashe by the arm, Biggs shoves Cashe to the ropes but pulls back last second, leaping up looking for a short high knee. Cashe catches Biggs, twisting to slam him down with a sloppy Spinebuster but as he comes down with it, Biggs has Cashe’s head hooked and plants him with a DDT as they connect into the canvas.
Both men are down in the center of the ring, laid out completely as the referee slowly begins the 10 count, “1!” The fans are anxious, buzzing, as they peer into the ring, hoping there isn’t a double count out. “2!” Cashe’s arm twitches, as he begins to show some signs of life. “3!” Biggs is out of it, flat on his back, staring up at the lights. “4!”
CHARLES HUDSON: It would be a tragedy for this match to end in a double count-out, after what these two men have put each other through!
“5!”
MCKAYLA LEWIS: You’re not wrong, Charles. It would end Mainstream Deception on a sour note for sure.
“6!” Biggs coughs as he rolls onto his side. “7!” Jason has managed to roll onto his belly, digging down deep to push himself up. “8!” Biggs presses his elbow into the mat, propping himself up. “9!” Both men are just barely to their feet, as the referee stops the count! Both men are clearly spent, as Biggs throws the first punch, catching Cashe on the jaw! There’s not a lot of mustard on it, so Cashe throws one of his own, connecting hard, but Biggs responds in kind! Cashe fires back, and it’s not long before the two men are trading blows back and forth, increasing in speed and intensity! The crowd lets out a thunderous “YAY!” as Biggs slugs Cashe in the chin! An equally electric “BOO!” is elicited from the crowd as Cashe pops Biggs right in the mouth! “YAY! BOO! YAY! BOO! YAY! BOO! YAY! BOO! YAY! BOO! YA-BOO! BOO! BOOOOOOO!” Jason Cashe finds himself with the upper hand, backing Biggs into the ropes with a series of stiff punches, leaving “The Spaceman” dazed. Cashe goes to whip Biggs towards the opposite ropes, but Biggs reverses, sending Cashe for the ride instead! On the rebound, Biggs catches Cashe with a Jumping Leg Lariat that snaps his head back as he falls to the mat! The fans are feeling it as Biggs peels Cashe up to his feet and gives him a hard Irish Whip to the corner, getting a running start for a Stinger Splash! As Cashe stumbles out of the corner, Biggs whips him to the far corner, and hits another Stinger Splash! Jason Cashe is on spaghetti legs as Biggs whips him to the far corner again, but this time, Cashe just barely gets out of the way of the Stinger Splash, catching Biggs with a U.T.I. from out of the corner! Cashe just flops onto Biggs, 1…2…Biggs gets his foot on the ropes, breaking the count!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: The very foundations of T-Mobile Park are shaking as the Mainstream fans are going wild!
CHARLES HUDSON: Nine hundred ninety-nine times out of a thousand, Jason Cashe does not make that mistake in ring positioning! Nine hundred ninety-nine times out of a thousand, Jason Cashe hooks that leg! It’s almost as if Fate itself is on Biggs’ side tonight!
Cashe gives himself a moment to gather himself, slamming his fist into the mat in frustration before turning his attention back to Biggs. He hoists his rival up and onto his right shoulder, launching Biggs’ face into the turnbuckle with a Snake Eyes! As Biggs stumbles out of the corner, Cashe rushes in for another U.T.I., but Biggs slips out of it and shoves Jason chest first into the corner! Biggs rams Cashe’s face into the turnbuckle pad again and again and again, stunning Cashe long enough for Biggs to take a few steps back and run in for a Stinger Splash to the back! Cashe oozes to the mat as Biggs quickly makes his way to the far corner, motioning for Cashe to get up! The fans know what’s coming, and as Cashe slowly begins to rise, Biggs rushes in, jumping up, catching Cashe and flipping him into a Backstabber, The Impact Crater!
CHARLES HUDSON: This could do it!
Biggs scrambles into the cover, hooking both legs with his back pressed to Jason’s chest, the fans counting along with the referee, 1…2…3-NO! Jason Cashe just barely rolls his shoulder up in time!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: The third time was the charm, with Biggs finally connecting on the Impact Crater, but by gosh, Jason Cashe kicked out at the very last possible moment!
CHARLES HUDSON: It doesn’t get any closer than that, Lou!
A perplexed look paints the face of Biggs, and the kick out took the air out of the crowd. Cashe makes an attempt to try and roll out of the ring, but Biggs won’t let him, mounting Cashe and unloading on him with some brutal Hammer Fists! Biggs’ eyes show a righteous fury as he dismounts Cashe and pulls him off the mat, giving him a hard Knee Strike to the midsection before grabbing Cashe’s head in a ¾ Side Headlock, running up the ropes and connecting with The Bigg Time! The fans are on their feet once more as Biggs begins to climb the ropes, chants of “LET’S GO BIGGS! LET’S GO BIGGS!” filling T-Mobile Park!
MCKAYLA LEWIS: This has been a back-and-forth affair, but Biggs has the decided advantage!
CHARLES HUDSON: You know he’s climbing up for that UFO Frog Splash, which would be a kill shot with the offense he’s been chaining together these past few moments!
Cashe is out of it, sprawled out on the mat as reaches the top rope, gets his balance and leaps off for the UFO Frog Splash! But Cashe dodges it, rolling in towards the corner. Biggs is just able to adjust in midair and rolls through the impact, getting up to his feet in a flash! He bullrushes Cashe, who has just gotten to his feet as well, but Cashe uses Biggs’ own momentum against him, pulling him in for an Inside Cradle for 1…2…3!
Biggs kicks out just a millisecond too late, and the crowd is in a stunned silence!
GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner, by pinfall, Jason Cashe!
The Fugee’s “Ready or Not” hits the speakers, and Jason is on his knees, grinning and nodding, knowing he got one over on Biggs. “The Spaceman” has a dejected look on his face as Cashe gets to his feet and has his arm raised by the referee.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: With that, Biggs ends his career on a loss to Jason Cashe. Both men fought hard, gave it their all, but in the end, one mistake was all it took for Jason Cashe to play spoiler tonight.
CHARLES HUDSON: It may not have been the storybook ending Biggs was hoping for, but my gosh, what a match!
Cashe celebrates his win by mounting the near turnbuckle, raising his arms in victory. Biggs uses the ropes to pull himself up and moves to the center of the ring, waiting for Cashe to get down. As the “DiOGee” dismounts and turns, he sees Biggs standing there, his hand outstretched for a handshake. Cashe looks uneasily at his rival, hesitant to accept or decline.
CHARLES HUDSON: C’mon, Jason, shake his damn hand!
The crowd agrees with Charles Hudson, starting a chant of “SHAKE HIS HAND! SHAKE HIS HAND!” The music stops as Cashe contemplates his options. Biggs can be heard saying, “I’m sorry. I forgive you.”
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Both of these men have deeply wronged each other over the years. You couldn’t blame Jason Cashe if he decided to leave Biggs hanging.
The chant dies down as Cashe sighs heavily. He’s obviously putting a lot of thought into his response. The crowd watches in hushed anticipation, and explodes when Jason takes Biggs’ hand into his own, shaking it! The pop gets even louder as Jason pulls Biggs in for a hug! Cashe can be seen whispering something into Biggs ear, but what he’s saying isn’t picked up by the cameras over the sounds of the crowd. Biggs whispers something back, and as the hug breaks, Jason Cashe raises Biggs’ arm high in the air!
CHARLES HUDSON: You love to see it! After everything these two men have been through, after every foul and heinous thing they have done to each other, it looks like all is forgiven!
Biggs quickly puts his arm down and raises Jason’s arm instead as “Ready or Not” begins to play again! Both men leave the ring, joining Biggs’ wife and daughter at ringside. Biggs hugs them both tenderly before taking Mei-Ling into his arms and introducing her to Jason. For his part, Cashe pretends to “take her nose,” drawing delighted laughter from the toddler.
MCKAYLA LEWIS: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us for an historic night at Mainstream Deception! We saw three title matches, a long standing score settled, and the end of a career! See you next time, wrestling fans!
