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 Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2015 1:13 pm
The quick start to the match has gotten the crowd into it already. Xavier made his way back to his feet, holding his chest. He would wait for Caliber to get up, so that he could try to kick him in the stomach, and attempt an Impaler DDT early in the match!
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2015 6:06 pm
The leader of the Sharpshooter Society began making his way up to his feet, rubbing the back of his head, only to catch a boot to the gut and ended up getting planted on the mat yet again.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2015 9:25 pm
Xavier surprisingly had gotten his finisher! He went to roll Caliber to his back and hook both legs for the pin!
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2015 9:41 pm
One!
Two!
Thr...NOPE!
Caliber got his shoulder off the mat just in the nick of time! The Crimson City Champion might be rocked, but he's still in it, folks!
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 6:04 pm
Xavier sat up, frustrated at the fact that the match didn't end early with his finisher. X was frustrated to the point where he forgot that he had plenty of other moves in the arsenal, so he stood up, and waited for Caliber to get up. Once he was up X would go for a Running Clothesline.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 6:16 pm
J. W. rolled over toward the ropes to use them to help get up while he was still shaking off the cobwebs from the DDT. By the time he noticed X charging at him, the Dirty South Outlaw had recovered enough wherewithal to drop down and pull the top rope with him, hoping that his opponent would end up taking a little trip.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 10:14 pm
Xavier had lost focus, and it cost him as he fell over the top rope, hitting the apron back first before dropping to the floor. Xavier remained face down to the floor, the shock of his back hitting the apron still coursing through his body.
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2015 6:08 am
"Have a nice trip!", J. W. shouted as X went tumbling over the top rope. "See ya next fall!"
As the BBW World Champion lay face-down on the barely padded concrete, Caliber stepped out onto the ring apron. He lined himself up with his downed opponent before throwing up TOO SWEET and taking flight, attempting to plant a pair of cowboy boots in Xavier's spine by way of a double foot stomp!
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2015 1:06 am
Xavier had not moved since hitting the floor, perfect for JW as he lands directly onto his back. Xavier shot his head up as he let out a loud yell of pain. He would then go back down, as the rest of his body winced.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2015 10:36 am
The crowd winced as X let out a howl of agony! That HAD to hurt! While Xavier was still lying on the floor, Caliber aimed a crotch chop in his opponent's direction before starting to take off his leather belt. The Strong Style Cowboy would wait for X to start to move before attempting to bring the belt down hard across the back of the World Champion.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2015 1:37 pm
[The winner of this contest is J.W. Caliber via pinfall.]
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