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 Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 12:47 pm
The Number Three vs "The New Snake" Jamie Bader
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 3:33 pm
 I backed my car into a cop car the other day
Well he just drove off sometimes life's ok
I ran my mouth off a bit too much oh what did I say
Well you just laughed it off it was all ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on any way wellThe lights dimmed throughout the arena. Yellow and blue lights flashed on the stage and the ramp as a wall of fog blocked the curtain. Out of nowhere Jamie walked out, holding his arms out at his sides. "Introducing first! Making his way to the ring, from Decateur, Georgia! He weighs in at one-hundred and sixty-three pounds! Jamie Baaadeeerrr!" Jamie strolled down the ramp, turning around halfway down as he pointed at one of the fans. "What's up?" He asked as he walked over and knocked the beer out of his hand, getting a few 'birds' in retaliation. He laughed before he quickly picked up speed and ran around to the right side of the ring. He ran and jumped, grabbing the middle rope as he slid to the end on one knee. He held onto the middle rope with his right hand and raised his left, pointing at the ceiling. Well, a fake Jamaican took every last dime with that scam
It was worth it just to learn from sleight-of-hand
Bad news comes don't you worry even when it lands
Good news will work its way to all them plans
We both got fired on the exactly the same day
Well we'll float on good news is on the way
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on alright
Already we'll all float on
Now don't you worry we'll all float on
Alright already we'll all float on
Alright don't worry we'll all float onJamie slowly ducked under the top rope and entered the ring. He held his arms up in his signature longhorn taunt as the crowd boo'd. He removed his bandanna and shades. He handed the clothes to the ring hand as his music died down.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 5:24 pm
The lights in the arena cut out, leaving everyone in the dark. Then "Blow me Away by Breaking Benjamin began playing over the PA system. A layer of blue fog spilled out over the arena, covering the staging area. On the titantron a Hollywood style countdown began, starting at "10."
They fall in line
One at a time
Ready to play
(I can't see them anyway)
No time to lose
We've got to move
Steady your helm
(I am losing sight again)
When the countdown reached "3" the picture froze and then faded white, as if the film melted. Thee burst from the fog on the staging area pointing to a handful of fans with signs that read, "1, 2, Three!" He opened his arms as if to embrace the fans that came to see him.
"Introducing his opponent, weighing in at two hundred sixty pounds. He is The Number Threeeee!"
Fire your guns,
It's time to run,
Blow me away.
(I will stay unless I may)
After the fall,
We'll shake it off,
Show me the way.
After the announcer read off his stats the lights began to strobe to the beat of the music. Three took off sprinting for the ring. Smoke wafted around him as he cut a line down the ramp. Between the fog, and the strobe lights Three looked oddly distorted as he ran.
Only the strongest will survive,
Lead me to heaven when we die,
I am a shadow on the wall,
I'll be the one to save us all.
As Three neared the end of the ramp the lights cut out again. When they returned Three was standing in the middle of the ring, fog spilling down off his shoulders. He looked out to the fans and opened his arms as if to embrace them again....
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 5:26 pm
Jamie, not even waiting for the bell, rushed Three from behind, aiming a chop-block at the back of his knee.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 5:35 pm
The chop block caught Three completely unaware. It brought him crashing down to the mat and sending searing pain coursing through his knee.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 5:45 pm
Jamie, not wasting any time, quickly went to grab Three's ankle and pull him away from the ropes. The ref signaled for the bell and the crowd assailed him with a volley of boo's as the match started. Jamie would try to single out Three's knee and deliver a rapid series of elbow drops to the back of his knee.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 6:12 pm
Three's knee was hurting from the chop block, and the surprise of the sudden attack caught him off guard, allowing Jamie the time to isolate his knee and hit it hard with four good elbow strikes before Three was able to try and kick the man away from him.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 6:15 pm
Three was able to get Jamie to stop momentarily, but the fight was far from over. Jamie backed off and ran his hands through his hair, waiting for Three to get to his feet. As soon as Three would turn around, Jamie would send a basement dropkick at his knee, hoping to get him down to one leg.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 8:43 pm
Three started getting back up to his feet, he looked out to the fan's who were busy jeering Jamie for his sneak attack. Taking heart in their reaction he pushed himself up hard rising back to his feet; only to have them taken out from under him right away. The kick knocked his knee forward sending Three falling flat to his back on the mat.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 8:50 pm
Jamie quickly went for a cover, hoping to get a quick win by hooking the strong leg of Three.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 9:02 pm
The cover was fast, while Three was still trying to suck his breath back in. The ref was down and counting, "One... Two... ..." His hand may have slapped the mat for a third time but he ended the count when Three shoved a shoulder up. Before he could get away though, Three would try to aim a couple shots for Jamie's head.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 1:26 pm
Jamie growled and held up three fingers, turning to the ref for conformation. Unfortunately, a right from Three hit him in the side of the head, knocking him to the side as he held his forehead from the shot.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:45 pm
Three took the opportunity to drag himself away and pull himself up to his feet. His knee was now hurting, and putting much weight on it made the joint feel like it was straining too hard. He kept an eye on Jamie though making sure the man wasn't about to come at him with another sneak attack.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:52 pm
Jamie got up and wiped his mouth with his forearm. He motioned for Three to bring it on. Jamie already had an early advantage, an advantage he expected to keep.
"C'mon you big ogre, you won't win this one. I can promise you that."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:04 pm
Three smirked and shook his head, "You think you can beat me Jamie, but your about to be disappointed." Three rushed forward, ignoring the stiff pain in his knee; from the close distance it would seem Three was about to aim for a clothesline. However he rushed for Jamie aiming to take him down with a spinebuster, that if he hit, he would follow it with a series of strikes aimed for Jamie's face.
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