So, I've been enjoying the nicer weather outside. Of course, now, I'm complaining about it being chilly in the warehouse. I know they're planning on installing a heater in here this month, but it was a little on the chilly side last night. Truth be told, I can't imagine what's it going to be like once we actually get into winter. Can you imagine half naked guys wrestling around in the ring when it's freezing ass cold?
Yeah, not an image you want in your head.
And where the hell did all these new people come from? It seemed like every day I was getting an e-mail about adding someone else to the website. I don't know if it was all the press we got for being one of the founding members of 1 Wrestling United or Ascended Supremacy's recent success in HOW or if Jody changed his aftershave while talking to potential new talent, but things are on the rise here in Peach State Wrestling.
Speaking on things on the rise, we have a packed house tonight. This is officially the largest crowd we've ever had in Peach State. Not only is everyone excited about our main event tonight, but Dixieland had free admission today for their park, so I guess seeing as how people didn't shell out $10-$15 to play at Dixieland, they'll shell out $10 to come see us tonight.
And they are a hot crowd at that. Hell, there were even people standing against the wall, without seats, bringing whole new meaning to the term, standing room only. And next month will only be bigger, as we help usher in Dixieland's huge Halloween event, Halloweve on their opening night on Saturday, October 1st. The park will be filled with monsters, three huge haunted houses, dark rides, and sheer terror. It should be a very interesting night where everyone should be looking over their shoulder, because there's no telling what will happen.
Our first match is another example of card subject to change, as we found out earlier tonight that, for the second month in a row, Dixie Leigh would not be in attendance. Which worked out perfectly, because Scott King didn't show-up tonight either, so the scheduled tag team match got dropped down to a singles match pitting "The People's Choice" August Joyce against Chris Jacobs.
Peach State newcomer, Chris Jacobs came to the ring first, as the fan favorite "Oh Canada" plays over head. And when I say fan favorite, if you ever want to know what's it like to be hated, turn on a song about Canada, in a room full of people from Georgia, and you'll get a pretty good feel for what it's like.
That all changed once Enter Shikari's "OK, Time for Plan B" hit, and everyone jumped to their feet as "The People's Choice" August Joyce came out. Despite Joyce's slump as of late, the crowd is still hot for him, and it is obvious that he is not letting his recently losing streak get the better of him. He slapped the hands of the fans and climbed into the ring.
The two superstars look over one another, and then Matt rings the bell to start the match. The two of them lock-up, and Joyce, who, for once, has a slight size advantage over the 5'9" Chris Jacobs, gets a quick headlock, but Jacobs uses his speed to slide out of it, coming behind Joyce, and nailing a dropkick straight into the back of Joyce's legs, taking him down to his knees. Jacobs immediately runs into the ropes, and comes back across, flipping over Joyce, and coming down with a modified neckbreaker on Joyce. He immediately goes for the cover, but only gets a two count, as Joyce is able to kick out.
Jacobs got back to his feet, lifting Joyce up, and driving a knee into his chest, wearing him down. He drives a kick into Joyce's left leg, then his right, but as soon as he does so, Joyce drives an inside elbow into Jacobs's head, knocking Jacobs back into the ropes. Joyce grabs him and sends him to the otherside. Joyce goes for a clothesline, but Jacobs drops down, and as Joyce turns around, Jacobs leaps up, connecting with a freestanding enziguri. Joyce drops down to the mat, and Jacobs goes for another cover. Joyce gets a shoulder up after two.
This match all came about when Chris Jacobs, coming in as leader of the Young Lions along with Scott King and Brute Svenson, made a statement at last month's Uprising by taking out not only the newly crowned Peach State Tag Team Champions, Tara Michaels-Davidson and Tristian Michaels, but also the former tag team champions, Jace Parker-Davidson and August Joyce.
Jacobs lifts Joyce up again, wrapping him up with his arms, and lifts him up, going for a MMA slam, but as soon as he lifts him up, Joyce drives a headbutt into Jacobs's head, forcing him down. An unusual move by Joyce, and it showed, as Joyce showed signs of the headbutt himself, as he stumbled in the other direction. Jacobs recovers and rushes Joyce, but Joyce drives a toe kick straight into the incoming Jacobs, doubling him over.
Joyce immediately pounces on him, lifting him up onto his shoulders, ironically into a Canadian backbreaker position, but instead of dropping down, he flips him around, and drops down with him with a cutter, a new move I found out he calls The Choice. He covered Jacobs and got a pinfall, ending his losing streak.
Joyce may have picked up the win, but Jacobs looked impressive in his Peach State debut. He's had a huge career in this industry, and there's no telling where he will go next here in Peach State. And we'll see if this one win will get Joyce back on the track to the top.
Next up, we saw what would turn out to be an amazing triple threat match. Whirlwind was out first as the cellos of "I Don't Care" by Apocalyptica played. Whirlwind came out to a moderate reaction, the crowd not sure how to react to him just yet. He was followed by Griffin Hawkins, Peach State's own Rock 'n Wrestler, as he came out to "Saddle" by Sebastian Bach and Axl Rose. The crowd doesn't like him, and his cocky comments over on Twitter haven't helped. Although, regardless of my personal thoughts on him, he does have good taste in music, so he has that going for him. They are both followed by the largest athlete in Peach State Wrestling...Brute Svenson. The Finnish Freight Train stood a full 6'10" and weighed 426lbs. And no, he didn't come up with that nickname. I just like calling him that. He came out to an instrumental version of "Europa" by Globus. No, I didn't know that off the top of my head. I had to Google it. Google is a pretty handy tool at times.
The three men stood across from one another, while Matt Reynolds looked lost in the lone neutral corner, before calling for the bell. True to his chaotic past, Whirlwind made the first move, and rather than go after the safer bet, he went straight for the big guy, Brute, and it went about as well as you might expect. Whirlwind leapt into the air, and Brute plucked him out of the air like a MLB player catching a fly ball. (yes, I've been working on my similes). And without a split second of thought, Brute drops straight down with a forward slam, crushing Whirlwind under his weight.
Before Matt can even get into position for a count, Griffin drives a kick into Brute's head that barely seems to phase the giant. Griffin kicks again and again, but Brute just gets back to his feet, shaking it off. Brute lunges at Griffin with a right fist, but Griffin dodges it, stepping back, driving a kick into Brute's side. He winces, but lunges at Griffin again with a left punch. He dodges this attack as well, kicking him in the opposite side. Brute once again winces, but lunges one more time, and once again, Griffin dodges, stepping backwards, until his back hits the turnbuckles in the corner. Griffin realizes this problem, but can't figure a way out of it, as Brute clubs him across his chest with his massive forearm.
Griffin drops to one knee from the strike, but Brute bends down and throws him back into the corner. He connects with another massive forearm, and Griffin drops down to all fours. Brute bends down, going to pick him up again, but Griffin crawls past him, trying to scurry to the otherside. Brute turns around, just as Whirlwind gets back to his feet, rushing both of them, using Griffin's back as a springboard, he leaps up, and catches Brute with a butt splash, and it actually causes Brute to stumble backwards into the corner. Griffin gets back to his feet, and looks at Whirlwind like he's insane, but then shrugs his shoulder, as he walks over to Whirlwind, and the two of them grab ahold of Brute, and send him to the otherside with a double Irish Whip.
Brute slams into the opposite side with such force, it shakes the entire ring to the point where Matt actually has to hold on to make sure he doesn't fall over himself. Griffin grabs ahold of Whirlwind, and sends him flying toward Brute, but then Whirlwind reverses it, and adds double the momentum to Griffin, who flies into Brute, leaping into the air, and catching him with a double knee strike straight into Brute's chest. Brute takes a step out of the corner, and then drops to his knees, before dropping to the mat, holding his chest. The crowd cheered loudly watching the giant fall. Whirlwind raises his hand, expecting a high five from Griffin. Griffin once again looked like the kid was crazy, but then shrugged his shoulders, and actually gave him the high five, and then right after kicked him in the gut, doubling him over.
Griffin grabbed Whirlwind's head, and sent him flying head first into the corner turnbuckle. Whirlwind drops backwards, and tries to get back to his feet, only to be dropped again by a vicious side kick to his head. Griffin covers, but only got a two count as Whirlwind got a shoulder up. Griffin pulled Whirlwind to his feet, pushing him into the ropes and sending him flying to the otherside. Whirlwind rebounds off the ropes, and Griffin goes for a clothesline, but Whirlwind ducks it, and Griffin's momentum carries him to the otherside, where he is met by a huge boot to the face by Brute, which sends him flipping over the top rope, crashing to the floor below. Brute turns around, right into a flying forearm by Whirlwind.
Brute stumbles, but doesn't fall. Whirlwind rushes backwards into the ropes again, and once again connects with a flying forearm, that forces Brute back into the corner. Whirlwind runs back toward the ropes, and comes back, hopping up on the second rope, and connecting with a springboard dropkick to Brute in the corner. Brute stumbles out of corner, and Whirlwind immediately leaps up to the top rope as Brute struggles to keep his footing. He stands on the top, his hands raised in the air, as Brute slowly turns around, when suddenly Griffin leaps up onto the apron, and shoves him off the top rope.
Whirlwind flies off the top, crashing to the floor below. Brute rushes toward Griffin, but Griffin ducks the blow, holding onto the top rope, and using it as leverage to come up and kick Brute square in the head. Brute stumbles backwards, holding his head, and Griffin rolls into the ring, behind him. He then rushes him, catching him with a chop block that forces even the biggest man to the mat. Brute holds his leg on the mat, as Griffin runs to the ropes, coming back off of them, and leaps up for a huge leg drop across Brute's chest. Griffin covers, but only gets a two, as Brute throws him off the top of him.
Griffin struggles to get to his feet after being launched halfway across the ring. Brute struggles to get to his feet, but Griffin is up, and drives a kick toward his shoulder, but Brute actually catches it on his shoulder, and stands, forcing Griffin's leg to stretch. Brute grabs him by the throat with his free hand, and lifts him up, before turning and slamming him down with one hell of a chokeslam. Griffin immediately does the smart thing and rolls out under the bottom rope, dropping to the floor immediately.
Then the crowd pops, as Whirlwind climbs back up to the apron, and measures it just right for Brute to turns around, and then leaps up, and springboards in, going for a springboard hurricanrana, but Brute's strength is just no match for him, even if he had the element of surprise. Brute catches him and holds him, before coming straight down into the mat with a powerful powerbomb, putting his entire weight behind it, folding Whirlwind up like a ragdoll. Brute covered, and despite Griffin trying to get back into the ring to stop it, gets the pinfall and the win.
The crowd didn't know what to make of the giant, as he gets back to his feet, but Griffin sure did, as he got into the ring, and began to hammer Brute across the back with several right hands, when Brute turns, Griffin doesn't stop, continuing to hammer Brute with rights and lefts. Brute finally has enough and screams out "BRUTE SMASH!!!" grabbing Griffin's head and nailing him with a huge headbutt, sending him to the ground and out of the ring once again.
OK, OK, he never said "Brute Smash" but he did in my mind, so leave it alone.
Brute proved he was the dominate force in this match tonight, but all three of these guys impressed the hell out of me, and I can't wait to see what's in store for them in the future here in Peach State.
Before we move on, I have to stop. The show was last night, but today is September 11th. Ten years ago, New York and the rest of the country was attacked by terrorists. I'm not the most political person, so I'm not going to get into it very much, and I'm not the most religious person either, but I wanted to share a story with you.
A friend of the family moved to New York many years prior to September 11th. He wanted to be an actor, but that didn't work out for him too well, so like many people trying to be an actor in New York, he fell back to waiting tables. He worked some places around, but finally got a job that he absolutely loved. Good food. Good boss. Great tips. And a great view. The job was at Windows of the World on the top floor of the World's Trade Center North Tower. Even though he worked the closing shift the night before, he agreed to take a friend's opening shift the next morning, so his friend could go to something at his daughter's school. On the morning of September 11th, the opening shift began at 8:00AM.
This isn't another story of tragedy though. There are enough of them. Thousands of them, and if I started telling them, I would probably never finish. My story isn't about tragedy, it's about a miracle. One miracle in a sea of tragedy.
He woke up on September 11th to find that his alarm clock hadn't gone off. Even though it was set correctly and turned on, it did not go off that morning, and he woke-up thirty minutes later than what he was supposed to. In New York, thirty minutes means the difference between a thirty minute commute and an hour and a half commute, so at 8:46AM, when the first plane crashed into the North Tower, he was sitting in traffic trying to get into work.
There were thousands of tragedies on that day, and there continues to be every day as a result of it, but there were also miracles, and while we remember the tragedy on that day and honor those that sacrificed their lives on that day and memorialize those that were loss, I also wanted to take the time to remember that miracles happen every day.
Even a day like that day.
OK. I'm going to get back to wrestling action.
"Shipping Up From Boston" by Dropkick Murphy's begin to play, as HOW's LSD Champion, Sean Maguire stepped through the entrance. Despite the whole HOW / PSW thing that Jace and Tara started, Sean got a pretty decent reaction out of the crowd. Sean is a recognized wrestler all over the world. He is HOW's LSD Champion, and I have no doubt that he will one day wear their World Title shot, and the crowd respects that. He's not coming in here with a flash ego or a big head. Here's here to make right what Jace and Tara did to him, for no reason whatsoever, other than they were trying to make a statement.
"Time to Shine" by Saliva played and out came Jace Parker Davidson. 1/2 of Ascended Supremacy, the HOW Tag Team Champions, a former Peach State Tag Team Champion, and one of the biggest egos in the game. In fairness to him, every comment he's made, he's backed up in the ring. He is one cocky SOB, but it's not an unearned cockiness, because he brings it to the ring.
The two superstars stand in the ring, Sean Magure standing toe to toe with Jace Parker Davidson. Davidson had a cocky smirk on his face, and Maguire was all business. It's Jace that breaks the staredown, slapping Maguire across the face. Jace asks what he's going to do about it, and Sean answers him with one right hand, then a left, hammering Jace with a combo of punches, sending Jace back into the corner, where Sean drops to one knee, and works Jace's body, before grabbing him, and throwing him into the middle of the ring with a hiptoss.
Jace struggles to get up, but Sean drives a running knee into his head, taking Jace down. Sean drops down, hammering Jace with punches to the side of his head. Jace struggles to escape, and he does so by grabbing ahold of the bottom rope and wrapping himself around it. Matt tells Sean to back off, and Sean, reluctantly, does so, getting back to his feet, and backing away.
Jace slowly got back to his feet, making sure he is up against the ropes, to avoid Sean from attacking him prematurely. He then shakes it off, like it wasn't anything, and moves back toward Sean. They lock-up, and it is Jace who gets the advantage with a headlock, however, it is short lived, as Sean lifts Jace up, and drops him straight back down with an atomic drop, a very under appreciated move in today's wrestling world. Jace holds onto his lower back as he steps forward, moving forward. Sean drops down, grabs Jace, and pulls him back, slamming his shoulder into his lower back. Jace drops to one knee again, but gets right back up, falling forward into the ropes. Sean pushes him, and then whips him to the otherside.
Jace rebounds off the ropes, and Sean rushes him, going for a huge Irish lariat (which is actually the same thing as a regular lariat, I'm just saying, seeing he's from Dublin, I'm calling it the Irish lariat (and not the Dublin that's just a few hours from here where they hold the annual Redneck Games either. The one that's actually in Ireland)). But Jace ducks it, just barely missing having his head ripped off. Sean turns around, and Jace flips over backwards, connecting with a bicycle kick straight to the top of Sean's head. Sean stumbles, and goes down, holding his head. Jace immediately covers, hooking the leg, but only gets a two count, as Sean kicks out.
Jace gets up, but only for a second, as he drops back down with a quick elbow. He gets up again, and delivers another elbow. Then another, then another. Four elbows in a row, all connecting perfectly into Sean's head, and Jace went for another cover, but once again only gets a two count, with Sean kicking out again. Jace got back to his feet, and steps over Sean, to the ropes. He uses the top rope for momentum, and then lifts himself up, springboarding backwards, with a high end splash, coming down on top of Sean, for yet another pin, but once again, only gets a two count. Jace shows signs of frustration, yelling at Matt, asking if he can count to three. Matt ignores the comment, probably used to them by now.
Jace gets back to his feet, grabbing Sean, pulling him to his feet, and striking him with an European uppercut, stunning him further. He pulls him to the center of the ring, grabs ahold of him, and then drops him straight down with an inverted Russian leg sweep. Jace waves his hands like it's over, as he runs to the opposite side of the ring, jumps over Sean, and jumps up to the second rope, flipping backwards, going for an Asai moonsault, but Sean brings his knees up, as Jace drops down, connecting with the knees.
Jace rolls over, holding his gut in pain, as Sean struggles to get back to his feet. Sean grabs ahold of the ropes, pulling himself up, as Jace struggles to get back to his feet as well. Both men get back to their feet at roughly the same time, as Jace rushes Sean, but Sean steps forward, catching Jace off guard, lifting him up, and slamming him right back down with a simple spinebuster. It is Sean's turn to cover, but only getting a two count as Jace gets a shoulder up. Sean got back to his feet, lifting Jace up, and driving an inside elbow into his face. He drives another one, sending Jace into the corner, before driving a stinging open hand chop across Jace's chest, leaving a red mark there. He delivers another one, this time, leaving an actual hand print across his chest, before sending Jace to the otherside, but in midstream, Jace reverses it, sending Sean into the corner instead. Sean hits the corner, and Jace comes flying in, leaping up, and catching Sean with a clothesline into the corner, hard, but in a fluid motion, Jace grabs ahold of Sean, and drops straight down with an impact DDT. Jace rolls Sean over, and then goes toward the top rope. He stands there, and then leaps off, not wasting any time. He went for The Awakening...his Shooting Star Press...flipping and spinning in mid-air, before crashing down on...nothing.
Sean rolled out of the way, as Jace came up empty. Both men are down, but Matt isn't going for a ten count. He wants to see this match end, one way or another. Sean starts to get to his feet, as does Jace, but this time, it is Sean up first, as Jace struggles. Jace turns, and Sean nails him with a huge right hand. Jace flies backwards into the corner. The buzz in the arena knows that Sean is ready for that Gypsy Kiss...the most powerful left hook in the business. He nails him with another right hand, and another, and another. Jace is stunned, and then Sean swings, but Jace ducks it, just missing the ending blow, dropping to the mat, and wrapping his arm around Sean's legs, flipping him over, with a school boy. Matt drops down, not seeing one of Jace's foot on the rope for extra leverage, as he counts the three count.
The crowd doesn't know how to react as Jace jumps up celebrating. They don't like Jace. They don't like the HOW. They don't like how Jace won. And they do actually kind of like Sean, sort of. However, Jace helps them with that decision with his celebration, and they begin to boo him. Jace could care less, as he's never been one to care for the feelings of the fans. But then the crowd's tune changes, as Sean gets back to his feet, obviously pissed at the result. Jace doesn't realize it, and he turns around, and is leveled by the Gypsy Kiss. Jace just collapses to the mat from the blow, as Sean stands over him. He says something to him, and then leaves the ring, obviously frustrated at getting the loss, but at the same time knowing he's walking out of here, and Jace is still in the ring, laid out.
I have a feeling, this isn't over between Jace and Sean. Jace has a duel contract with HOW, so I have a feeling that you'll be seeing these two lock horns with each other again, real soon, as they both have one goal in mind there, but it was a good time to take an intermission, and during intermission, several of the new wrestlers showed up to introduce themselves to the Peach State fans, the man from across the pond, Finn Cambridge. The enigmatic masked man, Johnny Zero. And "Big Country" Curtis Durrington, from just a bit away in Alabama...so we're going to claim him as a local guy, just like what we do with Kidd Kaboom. (if they team up, will they be the Alabama Connection?) They seemed to enjoy meeting the fans, just like the fans enjoyed meeting them.
Although, can I say something? I think Dixieland is already holding rehearsals for their big Halloween event, Halloweve, because there was this clown standing off to the side most of the night, staring at me. I'm not one of those people who gets freaked out by clowns, but a clown is just not something you expect to see at a wrestling event...especially when he's staring at you, so yes, I got a little creeped out, and lucky by the time the main event started, he had gone away.
Then it was time.
It was time.
It was Vader ti--
I mean main event time.
"Dirty Dancer" by Enrique Inglasias featuring Usher plays, and out came the beautiful Tara Michael-Davidson. Look, I know her attitude sucks, but come on, look at her. Someone like that should not be able to wrestle as well as she does, but despite what others have said about her in the past, she is good. And while she does have an ego, it's not near as bad as her husband's, Jace. And to add a little pressure to Tara, she found out earlier today that next week, win or lose this match, her sister, Tristian, and her will be defending their Peach State Tag Team Championship at Halloweve.
"Boom" by POD hits, and out comes Peach State's favorite son, Kidd Kaboom. He has the crowd support, definitely, but he's gotten cockier and cockier with each week. I know he's been going through a lot this month. He lost his grandfather and apparently broke up with his girlfriend, so that could be part of it. Kind of overcompensating for the stuff going on in his life, but if he's not careful, some of these fans might start turning on him, if he brings that attitude into the ring, which so far, he hasn't.
Kaboom holds the Peach State Championship above his head, and Tara looks at it. It is the one title she has yet to achieve in her career, and she is hungry for it. She wants the title, but Kaboom wants to keep that title as well. Which one wants it the most though. We'll find out.
Matt is handed the title, shows it to Tara, before raising it above his head to show that this is indeed a championship match, before handing the title outside to Natalie. He explains the rules to both Kaboom and Tara, something that I never understood, because I'm pretty sure they both know the rules to this match. Matt steps out of the way and calls for the bell, starting the match.
They stare at each other, one not breaking the gaze with the other, and finally they take a step toward each other, and the match begins as they lock-up. Kaboom uses her considerable size advantage to easily get Tara in a headlock, and wrenches in tight. Somehow, Tara manages to pull Kaboom back into the ropes, sending him to the otherside. Kaboom rebounds, and connects with a shoulderblock, taking Tara down to the mat. He starts toward the ropes again, but stops, turning, and drives a stomp into her shoulder. He takes a step back, only to step forward again with another step, and stomps again. Kaboom goes for a pinfall, but Matt can't even get into place before Tara kicks out. Kaboom gets to his knees, and hammers two quick punches into Tara's head, before getting back up, and pulling Tara back to her feet as well. Kaboom nails Tara with a European uppercut, knocking her back into the corner. Kaboom takes her hand and sends her to the otherside with an Irish whip. Tara slams into the corner hard, and Kaboom follows her in, but Tara moves out of the way, and Kaboom slams into the corner. Tara comes behind Kaboom, leaping into the air, and grabbing ahold of him with a big hangman's neckbreaker, bringing Kaboom down.
She covers, but only gets a one count as Kaboom kicks out. Tara immediately gets back to her feet, only to drop back down with a knee drop across Kaboom's head, stunning him. She gets up, pulling him to his feet. She pushes him into the ropes and sends him to the otherside. He rebounds, but Tara rushes up to meet him, taking him down, face first with a drop toe hold. Tara doesn't even pause, as she rushes to the ropes, coming back, and immediately connects with a low dropkick to Kaboom as he tried push up from the drop toe hold. Now Tara covers, but only gets a two count, as Kaboom kicks out.
Tara straddles Kaboom, and drives several inside elbows into his head while she's on top of him. I'm sure both of them would make some kind of comment about that statement, but I will refrain, to prove that I am the better person.
Tara gets back to her feet again, and lifts him up, grabbing ahold of his neck, and then spins out, with a fast swinging neckbreaker. She covers again, but once again only gets a two, as Kaboom gets a shoulder up. Tara hammers rights and lefts against Kaboom's head, and goes for another cover, only get a two count. She gets back to her feet, lifting him up, and pushing him into the ropes. She drives a kick into first his leg, then his midsection, slightly doubling him over against the ropes, before driving a straight elbow into the back of his head. Kaboom drops to one knee, but Tara pulls him right back up, hitting him with a forearm smash across his chest, before sending him to the otherside. Kaboom rebounds off the ropes, and Tara flies at him with a crossbody, but Kaboom catches her in mid-air, and turns it into a powerslam. Kaboom covers...but only gets a two count as Tara gets a shoulder up, but Kaboom is right back on his feet, before dropping a leg drop across her chest. He then gets up, pulling her to her feet.
He pulls her toward the center of the ring, and lifts her up with a vertical suplex, before coming down with it perfect in the center of the ring, but Kaboom holds onto it, and gets back to his feet, holding on to Tara as well. He lifts her up again, and delivers another suplex, holding onto it one more time, and lifts her up, only to drop her down again. A triple suplex. He covers her again, and almost picks up the three count, as Matt's hand was coming down for the three, but Tara got a shoulder up right before it strikes the mat. Kaboom looks frustrated, but got back to his feet, pulling Tara up as well.
Kaboom nails her with an uppercut that forces Tara to drop back into the corner. He drives a knee into her midsection, before sending her to the other side. Tara hits the corner hard, and Kaboom follows her in, but once again, Tara manages to roll out of the way. Kaboom slams into the corner hard, and Tara drops down and school boys him, but Kaboom kicks away from it after a one. Kaboom gets back to his feet, as Tara struggles to get to hers, but Kaboom is there first kicking her in the chest, knocking her back into the corner.
Kaboom hits her with a forearm smash, before sending her back to the other side, but this time, Tara reverses it, and Kaboom hits the corner. Kaboom stumbles out of the corner, and Tara immediately leaps up, coming down with a codebreaker on Kaboom. She immediately covers, but only gets a two count. She gets back to her feet, running on adrenaline now. She runs into the ropes, as Kaboom got up, and leapt over, doing a running snapmare. Kaboom holds his neck, as he rolls toward the side. He uses the ropes to pull himself up, but Tara comes straight at him, connecting with a perfect dropkick. Kaboom is hit with so much momentum, he flips over the top rope, but some how he manages to land on the ring apron, holding on for dear life of the top rope.
Tara rushes over to him, nailing him with a forearm, but Kaboom holds on, and answers back with a right hand. Tara stumbles away, but turns and goes for a right hand, but Kaboom blocks it. He grabs ahold of her, wrapping both arms around her body, before lifting her up, and delivers a belly to belly suplex over the top rope, sending them both to the floor.
Tara slams into the floor, as does Kaboom, despite it being his move. Both of them are in pain, showing how much this match means to them, and Matt begins the count.
Kaboom slowly gets to his feet first, but Tara isn't far behind. Kaboom walks toward Tara, but Tara drives a shoulder into his gut. Kaboom steps back, as Tara got back to her feet, nailing him with a right hand. Kaboom stumbles away, and Tara rushes him, hitting him from behind, and as she does so, Kaboom goes flying forward, crashing against the steel ring post. Kaboom collapses to the floor, as Tara drops to a knee, the utter exhaustion setting in.
Tara finally gets up, and walks over to Kaboom, lifting him up. There is blood on Kaboom's forehead, where it connected with the post. Tara seems unconcerned about it, as she hits him hard with a right hand. Kaboom stumbles backwards, toward where Natalie is sitting. Natalie gets up and moves out of the way as Kaboom drops to one knee. Tara looks back, seeing that Matt is on the seven count, and she turns back, reaching for Kaboom, as he turns around...
SMACK
The Peach State Championship belt crashes against her head. The crowd goes quiet for a moment, not sure what just happened, as Tara stumbles backwards, her arms frailed across the ring apron, the only thing keeping her from falling down. Kaboom raises the belt again and smashes it against her head once again, and it's only then that Matt starts to call for the bell.
Tara crashes to the floor, her head busted open now. Kaboom drops down and begins to grind the title across her head, opening her up further. Matt drops down out of the ring and tries to pull Kaboom off of her, but he turns and slams the belt into him as well. Matt dropped backwards, holding his head, as Kaboom finally stops, leaving Tara laying there, not moving, blood running down her head, and Kaboom has a smile on his face.
Tristian, finally, came running from the back, the only one able to, as Jace was still being treated for the knock-out blow he received from Sean Maguire.
And it was then that Kaboom left, the crowd booing him.
Tristian slides, not worried about revenge on Kaboom, just interested in protecting her sister. The crowd boos Kaboom loudly as he leaves out the side door, holding the title, that is still his, despite the fact that Tara won the match via disqualification.
I don't know what the hell got into Kaboom, but I'm going to say it, all of this talk about him being the face of Peach State Wrestling...well he just slapped Peach State Wrestling in the face doing something like he did tonight. Despite her past, Tara fought a hell of a match. Hell, they both did. It was a great match, but Kaboom chose to tarnish it. Tara is not the most honorable person when it comes to past ring performances, but you can't say a damn thing about what she did in that ring tonight. She fought a hell of a match, and if the match had continued, there's no telling what would have happened. She might have walked out as the champion, but Kaboom didn't let us see that. He hit her with the PSW Title, and ended the match. Not only that, but he didn't stop there. From what I heard later in the night, Tara needed a dozen stitches in her head. Kaboom didn't have to do what he did.
He made a choice. He turned his back to all of his fans, and hope he's ready for the fall-out, because Tara will come for him again, and forget Jace and Tristian, who both want to get their hands on him as well, but Tara will get her shot at him again, whether he still has the title or not. Tara wanted to take on Kaboom just for his title, but now, she will want him for revenge.
Next show is Halloweve, and we know we'll have Tara and Tristian defend their tag titles, but we don't know who yet, but the drawing for that will be tomorrow night at 8PM, so come back live to see what two people will have the opportunity to face Tara and Tristian. And truth be told, I really hope that Kaboom's name is drawn, to give Tara the opportunity to get her revenge right away.
That's all for the night. Have a good day.
