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Friday 24th May
SINGLES MATCH
Tinsley Nolan v Miss Liberty
Tonight's show went straight to the action as the first two wrestler's came out to a huge cheer. Tinsley came within a whisker of an emphatic comeback last week, and looked back to her old self in this one on one match up. Miss Liberty though was a difficult opponent, despite being more of a tag team specialist. It took her a while to find her rhythm in this single bout as Nolan reminded everyone why she was challenging for honours here just a few months back, but Miss Liberty took this one home with a Gory Bomb after a very even contest.
Winner: Miss Liberty
BACKSTAGE
The camera cuts to backstage area where load thumping music can be heard from a locker room. Flashing lights can be seen from the cracks in the doorway and on the door itself reads FLYNN HOWELL'S VICTORY PARTY. The newly crowned Junior Heavyweight Champion exits the room looking pretty frustrated but changes his demeanour as soon as he noticed the camera. He tells us that it's 'absolutely banging in there', and that he needed to step out for some air after being the centre of attention for so long. He says he didn't expect the entire locker room to turn up and celebrate his big win with him. Who was he kidding? He knew everyone would turn up. Even Silas Romero tried to turn up but he didn't let him in because he's got an ugly beard and it would gross people out. Patti Rose then comes walking down the corridor asking where the party is but Flynn tells her it's further down the hallway, before heading back into the 'packed out party'.
BACKSTAGE
The camera cuts to backstage area where load thumping music can be heard from a locker room. Flashing lights can be seen from the cracks in the doorway and on the door itself reads FLYNN HOWELL'S VICTORY PARTY. The newly crowned Junior Heavyweight Champion exits the room looking pretty frustrated but changes his demeanour as soon as he noticed the camera. He tells us that it's 'absolutely banging in there', and that he needed to step out for some air after being the centre of attention for so long. He says he didn't expect the entire locker room to turn up and celebrate his big win with him. Who was he kidding? He knew everyone would turn up. Even Silas Romero tried to turn up but he didn't let him in because he's got an ugly beard and it would gross people out. Patti Rose then comes walking down the corridor asking where the party is but Flynn tells her it's further down the hallway, before heading back into the 'packed out party'.
SINGLES MATCH
Gwen Margolis v Kozue
Margolis can't seem to get it right in singles right now, and was out of sorts in the opening five minutes, as the impressive Kozue dazzled the crowd with her joshi style. Margolis showed though that she has it in her to dig deep and got her singles career ambitions back on track, reversing a Superkick into a Texas Twist (Swinging leg hook fireman’s carry slam) for the win. Could this be a turning point for popular Texan?
Winner: Gwen Margolis
BACKSTAGE
We head to the back where Griffin Hawkins is sitting backstage in the hallway, taking in the atmosphere. He knows tonight what needs to be done, a fight with the Openweight Champion. After some moments of silence, he begins to speak.
"Step by step...rung by rung. That is all you can do in this life...charge forward, better yourself, make yourself the person that you want to be. Many want to work for their opportunity..while others expect it to be handed to them because they were either a major name in another organization, or they are too lazy to put in the work. For the last few years Jack McGrath has built his reputation on blood, broken bones and shattered careers. He didn't care who he stepped over as long as he is the man on top of the mountain. He stands as a double champion, but I have waited too long..and I am here to take back what is rightfully mine. Course...he said something interesting..."
He slowly begins to rise.
"He threatened me saying that I'm going to get hurt. Really?....seriously? Does he have any idea who I am? Does he have any idea what line of work we're in? Let me remind him. I am a business man. My office is a 12 by 12 cage that we call a ring...made of wood, iron and steel. My co workers are 300 Pound loud mouthed buffed guys in spandex who beat me into the ground and threaten to end my career on a daily basis. I don't get coffee breaks and the meetings are over an hour of being thrown around and punched in the face. So if Mr.McGrath thinks that he can intimidate me with that idle threat...then he's dumber than I thought he was. And what I have coming to me is that Openweight Title."
He continues to walk forward looking at the camera.
"Now..I usually don't admit this. But as much as it hurts me to say it, McGrath has a mental advantage over me? Is it intimidation? No...I'm well aware of his reputation. The one advantage he has over me is that the last time me and him got in the ring to dance...it was him who left with his hand raised. Another person would say...oh that was a fluke..I let him win..he got lucky..or every other excuse I've heard whenever someone can't take it that they got bested. But me..I can admit it. On that night he was the better man...but I swore the next time we lock up, it would be me who leaves as the victor. A lot has changed since then...this time McGrath is the Openweight Champion. And now I have a chance to right the wrong that was made months ago."
He slowly takes off his sunglasses as he looks to the camera.
"You say you want to expose me as a fraud?...sounds like you're insecure Jack. You think just because you built this reputation for yourself as some kind of psychotic madman that everyone is supposed to piss themselves in fear of you. Nah..not gonna happen here pal. You may have ran Rivera out of the Openweight Division, but you're not gonna get rid of me that easily. I've been in the ring with just about everyone you can think of, and none of them have been able to put me out of action. If you don't believe me, why don't you ask Ryan Samuels and Kanaka Mauna? Last week, I beat the both of them all by myself...still don't think I'm the real deal? Guess we'll have to see what happens tonight. Because Patient Zero...is gonna get rocked."
He walks past the camera man as we head back to the ring.
BACKSTAGE
We head to the back where Griffin Hawkins is sitting backstage in the hallway, taking in the atmosphere. He knows tonight what needs to be done, a fight with the Openweight Champion. After some moments of silence, he begins to speak.
"Step by step...rung by rung. That is all you can do in this life...charge forward, better yourself, make yourself the person that you want to be. Many want to work for their opportunity..while others expect it to be handed to them because they were either a major name in another organization, or they are too lazy to put in the work. For the last few years Jack McGrath has built his reputation on blood, broken bones and shattered careers. He didn't care who he stepped over as long as he is the man on top of the mountain. He stands as a double champion, but I have waited too long..and I am here to take back what is rightfully mine. Course...he said something interesting..."
He slowly begins to rise.
"He threatened me saying that I'm going to get hurt. Really?....seriously? Does he have any idea who I am? Does he have any idea what line of work we're in? Let me remind him. I am a business man. My office is a 12 by 12 cage that we call a ring...made of wood, iron and steel. My co workers are 300 Pound loud mouthed buffed guys in spandex who beat me into the ground and threaten to end my career on a daily basis. I don't get coffee breaks and the meetings are over an hour of being thrown around and punched in the face. So if Mr.McGrath thinks that he can intimidate me with that idle threat...then he's dumber than I thought he was. And what I have coming to me is that Openweight Title."
He continues to walk forward looking at the camera.
"Now..I usually don't admit this. But as much as it hurts me to say it, McGrath has a mental advantage over me? Is it intimidation? No...I'm well aware of his reputation. The one advantage he has over me is that the last time me and him got in the ring to dance...it was him who left with his hand raised. Another person would say...oh that was a fluke..I let him win..he got lucky..or every other excuse I've heard whenever someone can't take it that they got bested. But me..I can admit it. On that night he was the better man...but I swore the next time we lock up, it would be me who leaves as the victor. A lot has changed since then...this time McGrath is the Openweight Champion. And now I have a chance to right the wrong that was made months ago."
He slowly takes off his sunglasses as he looks to the camera.
"You say you want to expose me as a fraud?...sounds like you're insecure Jack. You think just because you built this reputation for yourself as some kind of psychotic madman that everyone is supposed to piss themselves in fear of you. Nah..not gonna happen here pal. You may have ran Rivera out of the Openweight Division, but you're not gonna get rid of me that easily. I've been in the ring with just about everyone you can think of, and none of them have been able to put me out of action. If you don't believe me, why don't you ask Ryan Samuels and Kanaka Mauna? Last week, I beat the both of them all by myself...still don't think I'm the real deal? Guess we'll have to see what happens tonight. Because Patient Zero...is gonna get rocked."
He walks past the camera man as we head back to the ring.
TAG TEAM MATCH
NO HOLDS BARRED
Rogues Gallery v Lamberty & Butler
Former Television Tag Team Champions the Rogues Gallery are back in action a few weeks off camera and continued to impress, attacking their opponents before the bell with chairs and not letting up from there. Lambert offered a brief reprisal but Kasiano waded in to ensure it was short lived and they put this one to bed with a DEFCON-1 (Kneeling Powerbomb (Kasiano) / Diving Foot Stomp (Silvera) combination).
Winner: Rogues Gallery
SINGLES MATCH
Corsen Howell v Chelsea LeClair
Corsen’s star has at times shone bright here in 5LW, but victory here against the Undisputed Tag Team champion would no doubt elevate her to challenge for honours in the not too distant future. LeClair, a former Television Champion also, was always a stern test and her experience proved too much for the young Howell for most of this match up. But Corsen found a way to win with a neat roll up, slightly aided by the ropes, to steal the victory in controversial circumstances. LeClair was naturally disappointed, but took to her belt and reminded Howell which one of them was a champion, and which one wasn't.
Winner: Corsen Howell
POST-MATCH
Flynn Howell came out onto the ramp with Corsen, Scarlett just behind him. Ever the outspoken one he said Corsen's victory tonight was further proof they were the team to beat in Five Lakes Wrestling. Last week he became Junior Heavyweight champion, and Scarlett recently beat a former Tag Team champion in Gwen Margolis. He was laying down a challenge next week for the champions to put up their belts [against Corsen and Scarlett]. It was time for Chelsea and the 'old lady' she teams with to step aside. Chelsea took a mic of her own. She didn't think the Red Lock Legion had earned their shot. Far from it. But nevertheless she accepted the challenge. But she wasn't taking any risks, she knew they would have tricks up their sleeve and wanted to protect themselves from their petty antics. This match would be on hers and Myra's terms.. in a ladder match, with Flynn barred from ringside. Flynn didn't seem too keen on that request, but Scarlett didn't hesitate to accept.
POST-MATCH
Flynn Howell came out onto the ramp with Corsen, Scarlett just behind him. Ever the outspoken one he said Corsen's victory tonight was further proof they were the team to beat in Five Lakes Wrestling. Last week he became Junior Heavyweight champion, and Scarlett recently beat a former Tag Team champion in Gwen Margolis. He was laying down a challenge next week for the champions to put up their belts [against Corsen and Scarlett]. It was time for Chelsea and the 'old lady' she teams with to step aside. Chelsea took a mic of her own. She didn't think the Red Lock Legion had earned their shot. Far from it. But nevertheless she accepted the challenge. But she wasn't taking any risks, she knew they would have tricks up their sleeve and wanted to protect themselves from their petty antics. This match would be on hers and Myra's terms.. in a ladder match, with Flynn barred from ringside. Flynn didn't seem too keen on that request, but Scarlett didn't hesitate to accept.
TELEVISION TITLE MATCH
Silas Romero (c) v Colin Moriarty
Moriarty won the inaugural Seize the Moment Ladder match recently and came to the ring with the trophy proudly slung over his shoulder. Romero having handpicked his opponent here offered no signs of regret, as the two men came nose to nose in the centre of the ring. Silas beat his beau Kore last week, and has not held back in his gloating either, offering the opportunity to Colin for a chance at redemption. Another victory for the Knockout Supreme over the power couple though would no doubt irk the Irish Curse, in this already heated of rivalries. Moriarty took the fight to Romero as expected, in this violent brawl. It was back and forth and the fans were on their feet, but a sit out Chokeslam from the Irishman didn't go to plan, and Romero cleverly reversed into a Ripcord Rolling Elbow for his fourth successful defence, equalling the record held by Andrew Raynes and Jack McGrath. If successful next week against Indie Legends he'll have done what nobody has managed to do yet, and drop the belt to challenge for the Openweight, North American or Brass Knuckles championships further down the line. Moriarty, meanwhile, will be left reeling that he let this one slip, against his nemesis nonetheless.
Winner: Silas Romero (Still Television Champion)
BACKSTAGE
Romero was stopped for interview with Emma Harrington. Unsurprisingly he was pretty smug about the win. He said there was no way Kore or Moriarty will ever beat him one on one in Five Lakes Wrestling. Next week he’ll defend the Television Title for the fifth and final time and achieve what no one else has been able to do. From there, who knows..
TELEVISION TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH
Andrew Raynes & Duke Andrews (c) v Danielle Basch & Donovan Basch
Defence number three for Raynes and Andrews as they came to the ring looking ready for war. The Basch’s were a slick outfit, as expected, and made short sharp tags in the opening exchanges to make life difficult for the champions. Donovan landed a Titanfall (Pumphandle Facebuster) but Andrews broke the pin at the last second, as this one wore on to the very final stages of the match. A largely even bout was finally sealed when Raynes made the most of a melee to latch on his Caught in the Rayne. Andrews played his part in ensuring Donovan couldn’t save his helpless wife who ultimately tapped after a long period of endurance.
Winners: Duke Andrews & Andrew Raynes (Still Television Tag Team Champions)
BACKSTAGE
Nigel Phillips was backstage talking with Silas Romero. Romero was making him aware that he’ll soon be challenging for the other singles titles, straight after he beats Indie Legends next week. Phillips told him not to think about that right now, and while he admired his confidence, Indie was not to be dismissed. Two weeks from now he was giving him a different opportunity though, a shot at the Television Tag Titles. Those belts needed a real team in possession of them, and the Midnight Demon Club were the first team he thought of. Romero shrugged, clearly not interested in the politics at play here, but accepting the opportunity.
PRE-MATCH
The arena lights dimmed, and a spotlight focused on the entrance ramp. The sound of spurs jingling and the unmistakable twang of country music filled the air as Ryan Samuels, the self-proclaimed Midwest Nightmare, marched to the ring. Dressed in his signature cowboy hat, leather chaps, and a snarl that could curdle milk, Samuels exuded a menacing presence. He grabbed a microphone, glaring at the jeering crowd with contempt.
"Shut your mouths!" Samuels roared, his voice echoing through the arena. "You people think you deserve to see me at my best? You ain't even worth the mud on my boots!"
The crowd's boos intensified, but Samuels didn't waver. He paced the ring like a caged animal, eyes burning with fury.
"When I was Brass Knuckles champion, I didn't give y'all the privilege of seeing my Bunkhouse Stampede Open," he continued. "You wanna know why? Because you didn't deserve it! You ain't worth my time, and you damn sure ain't worth my effort."
He paused, letting the disdain in his voice sink in. The audience's hostility was palpable, but Samuels fed off it, a twisted grin spreading across his face.
"But tonight, things are different," he said, his tone shifting from anger to a twisted sense of pride. "Tonight, I've got a bunch of my family right here in the crowd, all the way from Kansas! That's right, my kinfolk traveled miles just to see me stomp a mudhole in every sorry soul in this ring."
The camera panned to a section of the audience filled with Samuels' family, all dressed in cowboy attire, cheering and waving their hats. The crowd's reaction was mixed, with some booing louder while others watched in fascination.
"You see, with my family here, I'm ready to show each and every one of you why they call me the Midwest Nightmare!" Samuels bellowed. "Hot damn, I'm gonna tear through this Bunkhouse Stampede like a tornado through a prairie!"
He slammed the microphone down, the sound echoing like a gunshot. Samuels then pointed to his family in the crowd, raising a fist in solidarity. The tension in the arena was palpable as he climbed the turnbuckle, soaking in the animosity from the audience.
As the spotlight shifted to the ring, readying for the chaos to come, Samuels leapt down and paced with a predatory intensity. The Bunkhouse Stampede Open was about to begin, and with his family in attendance, Ryan Samuels was more determined than ever to prove why he was the most feared competitor in the Midwest.
"And remember," he growled into the mic one last time, "there ain't no one tougher, meaner, or more ruthless than Ryan Samuels! Tonight, you're all gonna find out just what that means."
With that, he threw the mic to the ground, signalling the start of what promised to be a brutal and wild match. The crowd's boos mingled with scattered cheers, the anticipation building to a fever pitch as Ryan Samuels stood in the ring, ready to unleash hell.
PRE-MATCH
The arena lights dimmed, and a spotlight focused on the entrance ramp. The sound of spurs jingling and the unmistakable twang of country music filled the air as Ryan Samuels, the self-proclaimed Midwest Nightmare, marched to the ring. Dressed in his signature cowboy hat, leather chaps, and a snarl that could curdle milk, Samuels exuded a menacing presence. He grabbed a microphone, glaring at the jeering crowd with contempt.
"Shut your mouths!" Samuels roared, his voice echoing through the arena. "You people think you deserve to see me at my best? You ain't even worth the mud on my boots!"
The crowd's boos intensified, but Samuels didn't waver. He paced the ring like a caged animal, eyes burning with fury.
"When I was Brass Knuckles champion, I didn't give y'all the privilege of seeing my Bunkhouse Stampede Open," he continued. "You wanna know why? Because you didn't deserve it! You ain't worth my time, and you damn sure ain't worth my effort."
He paused, letting the disdain in his voice sink in. The audience's hostility was palpable, but Samuels fed off it, a twisted grin spreading across his face.
"But tonight, things are different," he said, his tone shifting from anger to a twisted sense of pride. "Tonight, I've got a bunch of my family right here in the crowd, all the way from Kansas! That's right, my kinfolk traveled miles just to see me stomp a mudhole in every sorry soul in this ring."
The camera panned to a section of the audience filled with Samuels' family, all dressed in cowboy attire, cheering and waving their hats. The crowd's reaction was mixed, with some booing louder while others watched in fascination.
"You see, with my family here, I'm ready to show each and every one of you why they call me the Midwest Nightmare!" Samuels bellowed. "Hot damn, I'm gonna tear through this Bunkhouse Stampede like a tornado through a prairie!"
He slammed the microphone down, the sound echoing like a gunshot. Samuels then pointed to his family in the crowd, raising a fist in solidarity. The tension in the arena was palpable as he climbed the turnbuckle, soaking in the animosity from the audience.
As the spotlight shifted to the ring, readying for the chaos to come, Samuels leapt down and paced with a predatory intensity. The Bunkhouse Stampede Open was about to begin, and with his family in attendance, Ryan Samuels was more determined than ever to prove why he was the most feared competitor in the Midwest.
"And remember," he growled into the mic one last time, "there ain't no one tougher, meaner, or more ruthless than Ryan Samuels! Tonight, you're all gonna find out just what that means."
With that, he threw the mic to the ground, signalling the start of what promised to be a brutal and wild match. The crowd's boos mingled with scattered cheers, the anticipation building to a fever pitch as Ryan Samuels stood in the ring, ready to unleash hell.
RYAN SAMUELS' BUNKHOUSE STAMPEDE OPEN CHALLENGE
Rules: Over the top rope battle royal, with weapons, and (optional) cowboy clothing
Ryan Samuels v Whoever turns up
The atmosphere was electric as the Ryan Samuels Bunkhouse Stampede Open kicked off, a battle royal where anything goes and participants donned cowboy attire. The ring was filled with wild and unusual weapons, including branding irons, lassos, and even hay bales.
As the bell rang, chaos immediately ensued. Kimberley Williams, wielding a lasso, snagged Andrew Garrison and yanked him into a vicious steel chair shot from Tater. Noa Skye brandished a branding iron, swinging it at Heathen Jones, who retaliated with a loud cowbell strike.
Ryan Samuels, the odds-on favorite, was a whirlwind with a barbed wire-wrapped bat. He quickly set the tone by eliminating Juno Butler with a brutal bat shot that sent her over the top rope. Sally Lambert, trying to fend off Jack McGrath with a wooden plank, was next to go after a powerful right hand from McGrath sent her tumbling.
Flynn Howell, making an eager but ultimately misguided attempt to make an impact, charged at Ryan Samuels with a railroad spike. Samuels easily sidestepped and, with a ferocious lariat, sent Howell flying over the top rope within minutes of the match starting, eliciting both cheers and laughter from the crowd.
Kanaka Mauna, the giant of the match, was ganged up on early by a coalition led by Samuels. Despite his size, the combined assault of Samuels, Williams, and Garrison, all wielding various weapons, overwhelmed him. A synchronized series of elbow strikes from the trio sent the behemoth crashing out of the ring to the crowd’s shock.
Ryan Samuels then called in his family, one by one, to join the fray. Buck Samuels and Hank Samuels, armed with cattle prods, added to the pandemonium. Daisy Mae Samuels and Loretta Samuels, with frying pans in hand, teamed up to pummel Patti Rose, who, despite her toughness, was eliminated after a fierce double team.
Leroy the Janitor, armed with his trusty mop, entered the melee, surprising Beau Samuels with a well-timed strike that knocked him out of the ring. Kimberley Williams showcased her agility, dodging a branding iron swing from Ellie Sue Samuels and retaliating with a hurricanrana that sent Ellie Sue over the top rope.
As the match progressed, Samuels' family members were systematically eliminated. Noa Skye spectacularly took out Cletus Samuels and Jolene Samuels with a double dropkick. Heathen Jones, despite enduring a beating from Hank Samuels' cattle prod, managed to hurl him out of the ring with a spinebuster.
In a standout moment, Tater lifted Zeke Samuels and delivered a thunderous powerbomb onto a hay bale, eliminating him in spectacular fashion. Ruby Lee Samuels, seeking revenge, was met with a vicious clothesline from Andrew Garrison, sending her out of the ring.
Jack McGrath, in a frenzy, took on multiple family members at once, but met his end when he was double-teamed by Daisy Mae and Loretta. The frying pans proved too much, and a concerted effort aided by a Ryan Samuels lariat saw McGrath dumped over the top rope.
Ginny Kayl, a surprise entrant to the match, showed promise with her quick strikes and evasive maneuvers. However, her momentum was cut short when she faced off against Noa Skye. In a stunning display of agility, Skye reversed an attempted suplex from Kayl into a DDT. Skyey then picked up a branding iron and struck Kayl, sending her over the top rope.
Tater's elimination came after a brutal encounter with Heathen Jones. The two behemoths collided with fierce strikes and weapon shots. In the end, Jones, wielding a cowbell, delivered a thunderous shot to Tater’s head, stunning him long enough for Jones to lift him and throw him over the top rope.
Heathen Jones's elimination came soon after his victory over Tater. Kimberley Williams, quick on her feet, saw an opportunity and struck Jones from behind with a branding iron. Staggered, Jones was then hit by a flying forearm from Skye, sending him reeling. Kimberley Williams and Skye then teamed up to lift the dazed Jones over the top rope, sending him crashing to the floor below.
Noa Skye, who had been a standout performer, met her end when Kimberley Williams, using her lasso, entangled Skye's legs. Williams then delivered a spinning heel kick, sending her sprawling over the ropes and out of the ring.
The final moments saw Ryan Samuels, Kimberley Williams, and Andrew Garrison remaining. Williams and Garrison formed a temporary alliance against Samuels, but Williams, with a sudden burst of energy, dropkicked Garrison out of the ring. Samuels capitalized on the distraction, swinging his barbed wire bat and catching Williams off guard. However, Williams, showing incredible resilience, ducked under the swing and delivered a low blow to Samuels.
With Samuels staggered, Williams picked up a branding iron and struck Samuels, causing him to drop his bat. Seizing the moment, Williams executed a spinning heel kick, sending Samuels into the ropes. She then charged and clotheslined Samuels over the top rope to secure the win.
As Kimberley Williams stood tall in the ring, the crowd erupted in cheers.
Winner: Kimberley Williams
The atmosphere was electric as the Ryan Samuels Bunkhouse Stampede Open kicked off, a battle royal where anything goes and participants donned cowboy attire. The ring was filled with wild and unusual weapons, including branding irons, lassos, and even hay bales.
As the bell rang, chaos immediately ensued. Kimberley Williams, wielding a lasso, snagged Andrew Garrison and yanked him into a vicious steel chair shot from Tater. Noa Skye brandished a branding iron, swinging it at Heathen Jones, who retaliated with a loud cowbell strike.
Ryan Samuels, the odds-on favorite, was a whirlwind with a barbed wire-wrapped bat. He quickly set the tone by eliminating Juno Butler with a brutal bat shot that sent her over the top rope. Sally Lambert, trying to fend off Jack McGrath with a wooden plank, was next to go after a powerful right hand from McGrath sent her tumbling.
Flynn Howell, making an eager but ultimately misguided attempt to make an impact, charged at Ryan Samuels with a railroad spike. Samuels easily sidestepped and, with a ferocious lariat, sent Howell flying over the top rope within minutes of the match starting, eliciting both cheers and laughter from the crowd.
Kanaka Mauna, the giant of the match, was ganged up on early by a coalition led by Samuels. Despite his size, the combined assault of Samuels, Williams, and Garrison, all wielding various weapons, overwhelmed him. A synchronized series of elbow strikes from the trio sent the behemoth crashing out of the ring to the crowd’s shock.
Ryan Samuels then called in his family, one by one, to join the fray. Buck Samuels and Hank Samuels, armed with cattle prods, added to the pandemonium. Daisy Mae Samuels and Loretta Samuels, with frying pans in hand, teamed up to pummel Patti Rose, who, despite her toughness, was eliminated after a fierce double team.
Leroy the Janitor, armed with his trusty mop, entered the melee, surprising Beau Samuels with a well-timed strike that knocked him out of the ring. Kimberley Williams showcased her agility, dodging a branding iron swing from Ellie Sue Samuels and retaliating with a hurricanrana that sent Ellie Sue over the top rope.
As the match progressed, Samuels' family members were systematically eliminated. Noa Skye spectacularly took out Cletus Samuels and Jolene Samuels with a double dropkick. Heathen Jones, despite enduring a beating from Hank Samuels' cattle prod, managed to hurl him out of the ring with a spinebuster.
In a standout moment, Tater lifted Zeke Samuels and delivered a thunderous powerbomb onto a hay bale, eliminating him in spectacular fashion. Ruby Lee Samuels, seeking revenge, was met with a vicious clothesline from Andrew Garrison, sending her out of the ring.
Jack McGrath, in a frenzy, took on multiple family members at once, but met his end when he was double-teamed by Daisy Mae and Loretta. The frying pans proved too much, and a concerted effort aided by a Ryan Samuels lariat saw McGrath dumped over the top rope.
Ginny Kayl, a surprise entrant to the match, showed promise with her quick strikes and evasive maneuvers. However, her momentum was cut short when she faced off against Noa Skye. In a stunning display of agility, Skye reversed an attempted suplex from Kayl into a DDT. Skyey then picked up a branding iron and struck Kayl, sending her over the top rope.
Tater's elimination came after a brutal encounter with Heathen Jones. The two behemoths collided with fierce strikes and weapon shots. In the end, Jones, wielding a cowbell, delivered a thunderous shot to Tater’s head, stunning him long enough for Jones to lift him and throw him over the top rope.
Heathen Jones's elimination came soon after his victory over Tater. Kimberley Williams, quick on her feet, saw an opportunity and struck Jones from behind with a branding iron. Staggered, Jones was then hit by a flying forearm from Skye, sending him reeling. Kimberley Williams and Skye then teamed up to lift the dazed Jones over the top rope, sending him crashing to the floor below.
Noa Skye, who had been a standout performer, met her end when Kimberley Williams, using her lasso, entangled Skye's legs. Williams then delivered a spinning heel kick, sending her sprawling over the ropes and out of the ring.
The final moments saw Ryan Samuels, Kimberley Williams, and Andrew Garrison remaining. Williams and Garrison formed a temporary alliance against Samuels, but Williams, with a sudden burst of energy, dropkicked Garrison out of the ring. Samuels capitalized on the distraction, swinging his barbed wire bat and catching Williams off guard. However, Williams, showing incredible resilience, ducked under the swing and delivered a low blow to Samuels.
With Samuels staggered, Williams picked up a branding iron and struck Samuels, causing him to drop his bat. Seizing the moment, Williams executed a spinning heel kick, sending Samuels into the ropes. She then charged and clotheslined Samuels over the top rope to secure the win.
As Kimberley Williams stood tall in the ring, the crowd erupted in cheers.
Winner: Kimberley Williams
BACKSTAGE
Colin Moriarty was in the backstage area with Kore Violet. He wasn’t happy, and tired of Romero’s smugness. If he didn’t have his sights set on bigger things he would cash his Seize the Moment trophy in take his Television Title right now. Kore told him to be patient, they'll get the last laugh. Just then they were approached by Nigel Phillips. Phillips said he had lined up a shot for them both at the Undisputed Tag Team Titles in two weeks time against Myra Rivers and Chelsea LeClair, but that plan had been scuppered by events earlier in the night. However, they will still get their shot, but will have to wait to see who they face. Kore and Colin were unsurpisingly pleased. Things were already looking up for the power couple.
HEADLINER
OPENWEIGHT TITLE MATCH
Jack McGrath (c) v Griffin Hawkins
The two men came face to face as the belt was paraded behind them. There were no words, just cold stares during which neither of them flinched. They both waited for the bell and immediately started trading blows. It was back and forth for several minutes, some heavy whips into the corners and suplexes throughout. The action then spilt over to the outside of the ring as McGrath picked up a headset and smashed it around the head of Hawkins. He then picked up a chair and cracked it hard across his back as the bell rung out. McGrath wasn't done there though. He stepped up onto the table and looked around the arena before crashing them both through the table with a Cold Snap (Cradle Piledriver).
Winner: Griffin Hawkins by disqualification (Jack McGrath retains the Openweight Title)
POST MATCH
McGrath picked up his belts and draped them over his shoulders. He looked down at the fallen Hawkins and looked at the crowd. He looked up at the entrance ramp once more at Thrasher and motioned a slicing of the neck, but Thrasher just smiled. The camera's cut to the backstage area where Nigel Phillips was on hand. He said that he, like many others, was looking forward to the Openweight Title match tonight but it seems things ‘got a bit out of hand’. Ichabod Thrasher was obviously next in line but that match would now be a triple threat match. No holds barred, and both belts would be on the line. In two weeks it will be Ichabod Thrasher v Griffin Hawkins v Jack McGrath for BOTH the Brass Knuckles and the Openweight Titles. Thrasher looked at McGrath and jokingly made the same cut throat gesture that McGrath just made before motioning two belts around his waist, as medics checked in on the wounded Griffin.
MAIN EVENT
NORTH AMERICAN TITLE MATCH
Marisol Vilaro (c) v Callie Renton
This one has been a long time coming and Vilaro was quick to take the mic pre-match and goad the fans as per usual but once again she was interrupted by Callie, who came rushing to the ring to get this one underway. It was a fiery affair but as things settled down both women showcased their in ring abilities, drawing the best out of one another technically. Page was on the outside and tried to interfere on her friends behalf when the Referee was preoccupied and Renton was down, but Chelsea LeClair came rushing to the ring to a huge ovation and made the save. Next up was Gabriel Landry, as the Referee was down after an accidental elbow from Vilaro, but this time Myra Rivers came to the aid, again keeping this one on an even keel, as the crowd went wild. Vilaro was ready to take advantage of the situation though and Page threw her some brass knuckles, but in times of need Renton has more allies than she knew, and equally Vilaro and co had more enemies than they probably anticipated, as Patti Rose came rushing down the ramp and speared her before she could do anything. The Referee was back on his feet now and both women were rising. Vilaro though was quicker to capitalise and went for her finisher Maxxed Out (Rings of Saturn) but Renton somehow managed to free herself and hit a Starry Eyes (Reverted Rebound into a Black Mass Kick) followed up by a The Heiress (Top Rope Corkscrew Stunner)!! The crowd were on their feet going beserk as she hooked the leg, one, two, three! Renton had done it, against the odds. Callie was handed the belt and hoisted to her feet. She climbed the turnbuckle and lifted it high above her head as the night came to a close.
Winner: Callie Renton (New North American Champion)