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Better Than You. was finally given some reprieve from the elbows, no thanks to that slimeball ref. It wasn't going to be a very long rest though as Creeker pulled Better Than You. up by the wrist, leaving him standing for only a blink as he was then whipped into the corner with SERIOUS authority! BTY.'s chest slammed right into the padding and he stumbled backwards from the momentum, his eyes snapped shot from the attempt to hold back a huge wind of nausea from the collision. Once again, he was wide open for a follow-up...but Better Than You. figured Creeker was a bit too slow in mind and body to actually do anything. Surely he was correct, he had to be!

The chopblock connected flawlessly, bending Better Than You.'s leg in a rather disgusting way as he dropped down to the mat and held his leg, screaming out for help from the ref who quickly got between him and Creeker. There seemed to be potential for an actual injury here, and Better Than You. NEEDED the ref to believe that. As for whether that mattered to Creeker, well...that was another question entirely. The Canadian would stay down for the moment, in actual pain, and gripping his leg around the knee tightly.

"HA!" Better Than You. would shout out as Creeker reached down to grab him, shooting out a two-handed throat chop aimed right at his opponent! It was dirty, there was no doubt about it...BTY.'s leg certainly hurt him, that couldn't be disputed, but he was playing it up a bit to lure Creeker in and take another underhanded tactic as far as he could. The fans booed as they could see it coming a mile away, but maybe that is why they were in the seats and Creeker was here in the ring.

Better Than You. got what he was looking for and pushes to his feet, hobbling momentarily as he tries to keep his aching leg working right. The Canadian grabbed a hold of Creeker's head and tried to drill him with a tip-of-the-knuckles punch right to the hairline! Should that see some success, Better Than You. woule rear back and try to drill him in the side of his left leg with a stuff kick! "Let's see how you like it, you old b*****d!" BTY. would shout, clearly looking to cash in his receipt early for that chopblock.

Better Than You. was back in the drivers seat, if only momentarily. He knew that without a proper plan there was no way he'd keep Creeker in this position for more than a few more seconds, so he devised an idea -- keep hitting random parts of his body. He had gotten him in the head and the leg, why not go for an arm now? BTY. looked to grab hold of Creeker's arm and yank him over to the ropes, hooking it around and trying to pull on it and cause him some good old fashioned STRETCH PAINS! The ref was going to be quick to count to five, but that was what was beautiful about this sort of move...the cocky Canadian had until five to let go!

Better Than You. kept his hold on Creeker's arm for an extra two seconds before finally letting it go before the ref could hit the five count. He was scolded quite a bit, but BTY. just rolled his eyes, mockingly made his hand talk as the ref continued, and quickly turned back to Creeker. He looked to grab him by that same arm again, lift it up high, and bring it back down aggressively with a pull, and then trying to transition into a standing hammerlock -- threatening to put him away by submission here and now! The fans booing started to give way to "CREEKER!" chants as they hoped they could will on the legend into escaping this attempt quickly.

It was nice while it lasted, Better Than You. trying to take over permanently but being stopped due to this damn loser of a ref distracting him. The Canadian wouldn't go down easy though -- oh wait, yet he would. The elbow stunned BTY. and suddenly he was cracked with a lariat that sent both men down to the ground. Meanwhile, some fans tried their best to imagine this insufferable being as the world champion of the newly opened DHW, with his dorky censored theme song and corny attitude in ring...and quite frankly, it made some folks mighty sick. However, the one feeling most sick right now was BTY. as his head spun from Creeker's violent attack. They both were laid out for now, but the question at hand was...who was truly in control here?

The kick made contact with its target, Better Than You.'s leg was again attacked and boy...did it hurt. BTY. tried to kick away at Creeker with his other leg, all while attempting to slide his back across the mat to get to the bottom rope and escape the pain...but it was no use. His kicks were missing because he was too preoccupied with the pain, he was off the mark. Creeker drilled him with a second kick and Better Than You. this time was able to yank back and hold his leg in pain...not trying to play possum, but actually just doing rough right now. It was tough in these streets.