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 Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 8:03 pm
Summers leaned against the ropes and stopped scratching as Cartwright approach. Feeling smug, he wrapped his arms around the top rope and looked at Cartwright. "Eeeeeeeh... Whatchya want?" This question was met with a quick kick to the face. Falling back into the ropes, Brantley would swing his leg, looking as if it would, in sheer coincidence, hit Cartwright in the treasure chest between his legs. Should that actually work, Brantley would sling forward and hit a double over Cartwright in the back with his chest before rolling around holding his face.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 7:49 am
Trust Brantley to take the low road! All that scratching must have given him an idea! The two men collide, with a foot to the head and a foot to a special place! Cartwright hunches over as soon as he drops down following the kick while Summers slowly leans forward and drops on top of Cartwright. Both men are down and the ref starts to count!
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 10:24 am
Summers could not bring himself to his feet at the moment. The referee must have thought that neither man was going to get up. He continued his count, maybe Cartwrght would get up, maybe not. Nobody knew. The crowd watched as the last move could have been, quite possibly, the worst way to cause a no contest between competitors.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 11:36 am
Cartwright can't move as Brantley is lying on top of him. Are we about to see the worst ending to a match in the history of forever? The referee counts up to eight as the crowd shouts with him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 7:26 pm
Summers maintains his position as he tries to force himself up using Cartwright. With each attempt, he becomes more tired and dead inside. Brantley was lacking the ability to push himself to his feet. Half dead and soul force flowing out, Brantley power topped on Cartwright.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 2:51 pm
Cartwright began to flail wildly at the count of nine, squirming like the cutest worm in existence against the dead weight of Summers! He looks rather fumed about the entire situation, shouting many a bad word about his opponent!
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 5:27 pm
Summers was out cold from the blow to the head and he, without a decision, left Cartwright stuck under his weight. This would probably result in a no contest, like a champ.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 3:41 pm
The referee shouts "TEN!" and calls for the bell to a HUGE round of boos for the result. What the Hell did everybody just see?! He walks over to the ring announcer and then has to pull Summers off of Cartwright by the legs.
Announcer: "This contest has ended with a draw."
The two men in the ring were clearly too evenly matched! Cartwright looks miserable as Summers is slowly pulled off of him.
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