Post by ISM Office on Aug 10, 2019 4:38:44 GMT
★ ★ ★ LIGHTNING MATCH - RETURN BOUT ★ ★ ★
LIAM RICHARDSON & MILES WATSON vs. VERONICA TAYLOR & BIANCA DAVIS
1 FALL TO A FINISH - 10 MINUTE TIME LIMIT
LIAM RICHARDSON & MILES WATSON vs. VERONICA TAYLOR & BIANCA DAVIS
1 FALL TO A FINISH - 10 MINUTE TIME LIMIT
A rematch from last month's event in Chicago, but this time Robbie Morris would be wearing the stripes instead of Popcorn Pollo - who the ladies claim was the sole reason they lost that match. You see, they believe because he has shorter arms... that it was a fast count! The technical and strong styling of Shoot 2 Kill was on display in the early moments, but the Pretty Committee got things going in their favour when Morris missed a tag. Or a lack of a tag. Richardson and Watson took a bit too long on a double team, leading Morris to issue a yellow card to Watson for not getting out in time. Richardson and Watson argued the call while Taylor quickly rolled Davis toward the ropes. She ran up and low-blowed Richardson, hanging onto a school boy roll-up to score the win! Taylor celebrated like she'd won tag team gold, grabbing Bianca Davis off the apron and hopping up and down, despite her teammate still recovering from the double team.
★ ★ ★ WELTERWEIGHT BOUT ★ ★ ★
MOONDOG RUNT vs. CORGI MASK
1 FALL TO A FINISH - 6 x 5 MINUTE ROUNDS
MOONDOG RUNT vs. CORGI MASK
1 FALL TO A FINISH - 6 x 5 MINUTE ROUNDS
Holy moley! Who could keep up?! Between Corgi Mask flying through the air and Moondog Runt literally throwing himself at the Canine Cruiser... you could make the argument that the entire first round had very little actual mat time. Runt was sucking wind at the start of the second, but still tried hurling himself at his opponent. Corgi Mask returned the favour - unleashing an aerial attack from the top rope that flattened Runt - La Silla, the diving seated senton onto a standing opponent. He tore back up to his feet and leapt onto the second rope, moonsaulting off into a DDT - THE BEST IN SHOW! Runt was much too tired and disoriented to even consider kicking out and Corgi Mask picked up his first win in PMLL in spectacular fashion!
Two stagehands are working backstage, chatting about this and that, not caring about anything in the world.
One of them suddenly moans, falling face first on the concrete. The other looks at his colleague and then turns around, surprised.
A blonde haired, blue eyed person is standing in front of him. He wears a white suit, most probably a very expensive one. The stagehand keeps staring at him, not knowing what to do and how to react, until the person starts speaking.
Person:
Well? What are you staring holes at, Pleb?
Stagehand:
…
Person:
Do you want to kiss the floor, like your colleague, too?
Stagehand:
...the fuck you did that for?
Person:
I just kicked the trash in front of me, around. Cleared the path, so to speak. I can keep on doing just that, if you don't move and make way.
Stagehand:
And who the heck do you think you are, man?
Person:
Name´s Cygnus, for you, and I am of blue blood heritage.
Noble by birth.
Which makes me better than you in any possible way.
Now move out of the way and don´t make me dirty my boots with your blood and spite, Pleb!
The stagehand looks at the man, with anger and scorn in his eyes, stepping aside as he does that. Cygnus looks at the stagehand with an aura of superiority and walks away without turning his head, he whistles, careless as he vanishes in the hallway.
One of them suddenly moans, falling face first on the concrete. The other looks at his colleague and then turns around, surprised.
A blonde haired, blue eyed person is standing in front of him. He wears a white suit, most probably a very expensive one. The stagehand keeps staring at him, not knowing what to do and how to react, until the person starts speaking.
Person:
Well? What are you staring holes at, Pleb?
Stagehand:
…
Person:
Do you want to kiss the floor, like your colleague, too?
Stagehand:
...the fuck you did that for?
Person:
I just kicked the trash in front of me, around. Cleared the path, so to speak. I can keep on doing just that, if you don't move and make way.
Stagehand:
And who the heck do you think you are, man?
Person:
Name´s Cygnus, for you, and I am of blue blood heritage.
Noble by birth.
Which makes me better than you in any possible way.
Now move out of the way and don´t make me dirty my boots with your blood and spite, Pleb!
The stagehand looks at the man, with anger and scorn in his eyes, stepping aside as he does that. Cygnus looks at the stagehand with an aura of superiority and walks away without turning his head, he whistles, careless as he vanishes in the hallway.
★ ★ ★ TRIOS BOUT ★ ★ ★
AJ KNIGHT, BILLY DANIELSON & CHRIS CONSTANTINE, JR. vs. POLLO DORADO, SANGRE DE POLLO & ULTIMO POLLO IV
1 FALL TO A FINISH - 30 MINUTE TIME LIMIT
AJ KNIGHT, BILLY DANIELSON & CHRIS CONSTANTINE, JR. vs. POLLO DORADO, SANGRE DE POLLO & ULTIMO POLLO IV
1 FALL TO A FINISH - 30 MINUTE TIME LIMIT
Mandeville Nelson introduced the match by saying that although they hold tag team gold, the self-proclaimed Greatest of All Time are still a relatively new team - especially with the addition of Chris Constantine, Jr. He mentioned that this is their first match as a trio and wondered about their respective egos and if they'd co-exist. They would need to against Los Pollos, who have teamed as a trio since 2017 and have had great success in the US and Central America.
Los Pollos nominated the youngest of their trio, Ultimo Pollo IV to begin the match while GOAT couldn't come to a solid agreement. Eventually, Sangre de Pollo and Pollo Dorado made that decision for them as they grabbed Billy Danielson and AJ Knight's feet and yanked them underneath the bottom rope. Constantine was left alone with Ultimo, who turned him inside out with a Cockslap... which is a running shotei, not what you're thinking. Ultimo played to the crowd and then went for the cover, earning a one count as Nelson pointed out he wasted far too much time showboating - a rookie mistake. Constantine was pulled up off the mat by Ultimo, but raked his eyes to turn the tide in his favour. With the Ultimo Pollo blinded, Constantine laid forearm clubs across his back - then took out the youngster's legs as he tried to create distance! By this point, stage hands had separated the four men on the outside - Nelson saying that PMLL sent them down to enforce the tag team rules and ensure PMLL's first trios match was something worthwhile.
Constantine tagged in Knight, who sauntered in and stomped away on the leg - then tried a single leg crab. Ultimo kicked him off and rolled out, making an auto tag to Pollo Dorado, who leapt onto the top rope and took out AJ with a springboard crossbody! Dorado tried to pin, but the momentum carried the two men too close to the ropes and a rope break was called before the count even began. Knight rolled out, bringing the muscle in - Billy Danielson. Danielson cockily challenged Dorado to lock-up, and the slick youngster got behind Danielson with a hammerlock. Billy tried to counter out, but Dorado turned it into an arm wringer and dashed up the corner buckles and leapt onto his shoulders looking for a hurracanrana, Danielson reversed it into a powerbomb! Dorado rolled out and Sangre de Pollo came in. Sangre dashed underneath a grab attempt and begin lighting Billy up with kicks, trying to chop down the Chicago native.
As the match wore on, Los Pollos did a tremendous job of cutting the ring in half. The Greatest of All Time had to resort to reaching in and grabbing their downed partner whenever he was close enough to yank him out to the floor and make an automatic tag. The Pollos wised up to this tactic and sent their non legal partners to dive onto them. However, the GOAT would show why they're a top unit also... because they outsmarted the tecnico trio! With Constantine down inside the ring, both AJ and Billy dropped off the apron like they were going to try and grab him - prompting Sangre and Dorado to attack. Possum CCJ hopped to his feet and DDT'd Ultimo Pollo, scoring the three while everyone was distracted! He rolled out and regrouped with his partners, who had stopped fighting at the sound of the bell. AJ and Billy yelled into the camera about the brilliance of their friend while Sangre and Dorado checked on their younger teammate.
Justin Seville came sauntering out before the six participants had even left ringside. He grabbed a microphone and climbed inside the ring, wondering why he'd been left off the card. He was the only Heavyweight to win in Chicago... besides Eli Buchanan, so he reasoned that should warrant him a title shot. He claimed he told the powers that be that he'd take on anyone, but the only name that would sign was DANIELSON. Seville laughed and reminded us that Jackie Danielson was left bloody and concussed in Chicago, courtesy of a piledriver so there was no way he was putting his undefeated streak on the line against a man he'd already done away with.
The fans erupted as Billy Danielson pushed past his partners and stormed back down to ringside. Seville likened seeing a Danielson with balls to seeing Bigfoot or the Loch Ness Monster. Billy snatched the microphone from the Cottonmouth's hands, saying it wasn't Jackie that signed the contract... it was HIM! The crowd roared, then Danielson continued by saying that PMLL wouldn't sanction the match because he was already booked in the trios. Billy admitted that he doesn't like his brother all that much, but blood is blood... and this is for him! He suckered Seville, who went down like a sack of potatoes! Billy began putting the boots to him, but AJ Knight and Chris Constantine, Jr. ran in to pull him off. Danielson was like a man possessed, shoving them away to get back at Seville as he tried to sneak under the bottom rope.
Finally, Danielson had enough of the interference and attacked his partners! A punch for each sent them down! He turned his attention back to Seville, but he'd successfully made it out of the ring! The crowd went quiet as Danielson slowly turned around, seeing his stablemates return back to their feet. The two men did not look pleased. Danielson argued off-mic that he was fighting a personal battle and didn't need them in between, so AJ and CCJ looked at each other and nodded, promptly exiting the ring. Danielson let out a sigh and began to follow, but Seville attacked him from behind! With Billy doubled over, Seville yanked him into position for a piledriver... then waited to see if AJ and Constantine were going to come to Danielson's aid, but Constantine turned away and so too did Knight... and Danielson was spiked into the mat!
Seville got up, braggadocios as ever - holding up two fingers to let everyone know how many Danielsons he's taken out in the last couple of months.
★ ★ ★ HEAVYWEIGHT BOUT ★ ★ ★
SUPER POLLO vs. EDDIE ELLIS
1 FALL TO A FINISH - 6 x 5 MINUTE ROUNDS
SUPER POLLO vs. EDDIE ELLIS
1 FALL TO A FINISH - 6 x 5 MINUTE ROUNDS
Eddie Ellis managed to talk enough crap to get Super Pollo inside the ring, but Soup's ring rust really showed and Ellis easily exploited it. After a high energy start from Pollo, Ellis weathered the storm and began picking apart a very winded Pollo. Soup crawled to his corner at the end of the first round with Ellis openly mocking him! At the beginning of the second, Ellis continued the smack talk and Pollo got right in his face and delivered a headbutt! Fired up, but not fully rejuvenated - Pollo tried to scoop Ellis up for the Pick Up and Delivery (double leg spinebuster slam) but buckled at the knees, Ellis delivered a facebreaker knee smash and hoisted Soup up with a double leg spinebuster of his own... POETRY SLAM! He covered and obtained the three in just under a minute of the second round.
Bryan Blaze came out to a solid ovation, made even louder when he told Jason Cashe to get his ass out here! Blaze said he didn't bring no friends because he doesn't want anyone getting in the way of whooping the DiOGee's ass! Cashe walked out, flanked on either side by the dancing eggs from last month's show in Chicago. He surmised that Blaze didn't bring anyone because he had no friends, Blaze asked where his birthday clown and Walmart worker friends were. Cashe just chuckled and led the eggs down to the ring. Once there, the two egg men slid into the ring and tried to double team Blaze while Cashe waited on the outside. Blaze got double chcikenwing'd by one and the second looked poised to punch him, but Blaze ducked and the punch hit the other egg - cracking him if you will. Blaze gave an enzuigiri to the puncher... then lariat'd the punchee over the top rope! Blaze turns around all fired up...
MARK OF JASON!
Cashe nails the superman elbow and Blaze crumples to the mat. The Daytona crowd boos the DiOGee as he stands over Blaze, patting his elbow with a big smile.
★ ★ ★ HEAVYWEIGHT BOUT ★ ★ ★
WILDSTAR D vs. CYGNUS
1 FALL TO A FINISH - 6 x 5 MINUTE ROUNDS
WILDSTAR D vs. CYGNUS
1 FALL TO A FINISH - 6 x 5 MINUTE ROUNDS
Stylistically, this was an interesting bout between the Olympic taekwondo of the German Cygnus against the shoot-style/kickboxing of former World's Heavyweight Champion Wildstar D.
The two men spent the first round gauging each other's distance and range, being similar in size. Cygnus holding a two inch height advantage while D held a mere two pounds over his opponent in this Beach Blast main event. Wildstar scored with a rolling savate kick at the end of the round, knocking Cygnus into the ropes. The second round began with a quickened pace, but still very much a feeling out process. Wildstar would utilize leg kicks, trying to open Cygnus up for some high strikes... but the German was patient. Wildstar would score once more with the savate kick, then tried to follow up with a running big boot into the corner... but Cygnus dodged it and responded with a jumping roundhouse kick that sent the Star Blazer down and out of the ring. Cygnus looked poised to slingshot himself out to the floor in an effort to take out Wildstar, but the round ended and referee Cordell Garner told him if he struck Wildstar D between rounds that he'd receive a yellow card - which carries a $500 fine!
The third round began innocently enough, some grappling this time. Cygnus managed to grab a side headlock, but was quickly whipped off. Wildstar D tried to drop down and trip the German, but he leapt over and then sprung off the second rope - scoring with a flying lariat as he contorted in midair to take out the rising Star Blazer. Only a two count though! Cygnus got back up, questioning the count and sought the Swan Drive out - his version of the front facelock cutter sometimes known as the Twist of Fate. Wildstar shoved him off before the cutter could be done, then crushed Cygnus' chin against his foot with a running big boot! Cygnus fell through the ropes onto the apron, Garner backed Wildstar up and the German began to crawl under the bottom rope... but rolled out to the floor instead, wasting the final minute of round three. Garner issued a yellow card for stalling, which Cygnus didn't seem too bothered by.
Wildstar D used a dragon spin to get Cygnus on the mat, then leapt up into a grounded side headlock. Cygnus managed to get up to his feet and tried unlacing D's mask, which Wildstar promptly attended to... for obvious reasons. Cygnus kicked him in the stomach, trying for the Swan Drive again. Once more, Wildstar shoved him off but Wildstar didn't anticipate the roundhouse kick! D went down, Cygnus went up... the German leapt off the top rope and nailed his signature moonsault - the Swan Dive to score the three!