This match was meant too be earlier in the night!
Bob Daniels: No Guts, No Glory continues with a blockbuster singles match when The British Excellence Billy McCoy faces former EWNCW champion King Zero Krystian Krysys.
Pierce Kingmaker: Indeed two top class athletes here, both have held gold during their stint in EWNCW and both are looking to be back into title contention in the near future.
Bodom: While I agree with you two here, I have to remind you that none of them were able to make it during the War Games series, and therefore they aren't competing for the major gold around. However, I expect and A match right here, and anything less than that will be absolutely disappointing.
Daniels: I've got the feeling that neither McCoy or Krysys will let you down.
Bodom: I hope so.
Jason McManus: The following contest is a singles match set for one fall! Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada, he is King Zero Krystian Krysys!
Daniels: The former EWNCW Champion finished War Games with only 4 points, and he's looking to regain his momentum here against Billy McCoy.
Bodom: Don't forget that McCoy was in the playoff to challenge K-Jammin for the World Heavyweight Championship after Romulus announced he'll face Tommy Thunder, and Krysys cost him the match against Jman. Krysys looked focused on that moment, and he looks focused tonight.
PK: No doubt about Krysys has got under McCoy's skin with that thunderous One Last Breath, now he has to keep on with the momentum he got on War Games.
*Krysys is received with a chorus of boos that only make him smirk. When he is about to hit the ring, he spots a guy with a sign that says: “S.E.S. Straight Edge Sucks”. Krysys heads to the guy, takes the sign off his hands, and rips it off. This increases the level of boos, and Krysys and the fan have a heated exchange of words that King Zero ends by saying: “I'll prove you wrong, drunkard”. He then enters the ring, climbs to the top of one of the turnbuckles and gives the fans the X, only to increase the wind music he's receiving. *
McManus: And his opponent, from Devon, England, he is The British Excellence, Billy McCoy!
Daniels: After defeating James and Bloodstone in a Hardcore Submissions Count Anywhere match, McCoy was in a match with Jman to get the second world title match tonight, when Krysys interfered, depriving Billy of a title shot here at No Guts, No Glory.
Bodom: That's the main issue I have with this chap here, as the Brits would say, is that he has all the tools to be a champion, both in ring and on the mic, but he can't get the job done.
PK: I wonder how this has affected McCoy. No doubt he's pissed off at the missed chance, but will he be focused enough tonight, or has Krysys got under under his skin so much that his performance won't be top notch tonight?
*The first notes of Madina Lake's Hey Superstar sound and the atmosphere is electric, but there crowd is still silent. When the main riff enters, the crowd unleashes a torrent of cheers for The British Excellence, who takes a few more seconds to emerge for the delight of his unconditional fans, making them scream louder. McCoy looks serious, but can't help cracking a smile when he sees a fan with a “We Want McCoy Crisps” sign. He poses with the fan, much to the guy's pleasure, before heading on to the ring. The moment he steps foot in the squared circle, Krysys goes nose to nose with him, but before the hostilities go further, the referee manages to separate them. McCoy goes to the closest turnbuckle, climbs it and raises his fist for a lot of love from the fans. Krysys imitates him, giving the audience the X, and only receives massive boos. When they are done and ready, the ref calls for the bell. *
BD: This one is underway!
(Punk = Billy / Ambrose = Krysys. Start at 3:05 of first video)
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Bodom: Great strategy by McCoy here to get rid of Krysys for a moment.
Daniels: But he gave Krysys a low blow!
Bodom: If the referee didn't see it, it's legal.
PK: Yeah, Bob, you should have already got used to it.
Daniels: It's not ethical.
Bodom: Look, this isn't Plato's Symposium, if you want ethics, go to college, this is about winning matches.
*The low blow buys McCoy some valuable time to regroup and catch his breath. When he gathers his strength back, he lifts Krysys and hits The Real McCoy. He pins Krysys, but the referee is still recovering, so there is a lapse of time until the official starts the slow cover. *
Bodom: The referee was still dazed and confused, therefore the slow count. McCoy has to keep fighting.
*Billy goes to check on the ref, and tries to help him to his feet, but Krysys, who is still on his knees, catches him with a punch in the mid section. McCoy falls to his knees too, but he's able to retaliate with a punch to the face of his opponent. This leads to an exchange of punches:
McCoy changes to a forearm shot, and he gets the advantage, hitting a second, and a third, a fourth and a fifth that finally takes Krysys down. He then locks Krysys left arm into a crossface position, but instead of grabbing the head of his opponent and lifting it up, he goes for the right arm and wrenches it back like in an abdominal stretch, what he calls the Suicide Stretch. *
Daniels: Suicide Stretch applied.
PK: McCoy does not use this submission maneuver as a finisher, but rather as a way to wear down his opponent.
Bodom: ands still, he can then go to the Cross Arm Breaker, in a sort of modified Double Bill Thrill.
*As if he had heard Bodom's words, Billy releases the left arm, only to use wrap his legs around Krystyan's right arm and, turning his opponent into his back, locks into the Cross Arm Breaker. *
Bodom: I told you so.
Daniels: Then you should go and become an astrologer, shouldn't you, Bodom?
Bodom: Nah, I'm above those frauds.
*Krysys is suffering, yelling loud, but that only makes McCoy to increase the pressure. However, Krysys manages to plant his feet on the map and elevate the lower part of the body. He uses the free arm to push himself up. *
Daniels: Will he lift McCoy in that position?
PK: I doubt it, but let's see.
*Krysys flexes the free arm a bit, impulsing himself towards his right side. Putting the weight of his body on his trapped arm, he barely manages to roll his body over McCoy's in a pinfall attempt: *
*Billy escapes without releasing the hold, but now Krysys is all over him and connects with several punches to the head until Billy lets him go. Both are left down on the mat. The ref starts to count. *
*Billy is up after recovering some breath. He lifts up a motionless Krysys for another dose of Real McCoy, but King Zero uses the momentum to grab Billy's head, and using his body weight, combined with gravity, manages to slam Billy's head into the mat. Without wasting any time, Krysys stands up, and waits for Billy, who is trying to get up to his feet with his back turned to his opponent. Just when Billy gets to a vertical position, Krysys hits a huge standing dropkick that sends his opponent face first into a turnbuckle. *
Daniels: That hurt!
Bodom: With McCoy dazed, this the opening Krysys needs to get the win.
PK: Can he capitalize?
Bodom: He will!
*Krysys is in McCoy's opposite corner, waiting for him to get up and turn around, and when McCoy does, Krysys runs and hits One Last Breath like a freight train! *
Bodom: This is it, pin him!
*But Krysys refuses to do so. Instead, with an elegant, fluid motion, he locks into the Zero Stretch. *
Bodom: Come on, McCoy, just tap! Don't jeopardize your own career!
*Billy is fighting desperately to release the hold, and as he is close to the ropes, due to the position he was in when One Last Breath hit, he grabs the ropes. The ref starts the count and Krysys releases at 4. *
Daniels: Don't count out McCoy so soon, Bodom.
*But Billy seems to be still dazed, and Krysys is ready to end the match, so he grabs McCoy to hit the Zero Driver, and nails it, then goes for the pin. *
Bodom: The leg is hooked!
This match was meat to take place before the 2 title matches, but I forgot lol!
Bob Daniels: Well, this is strange. James has not a match scheduled for tonight, but here's his music.
Pierce Kingmaker: He'll probably has something to say, let's see what happens.
Bodom: He's had his issues with William Carlin, so I guess this has to do with him.
*The lights go out in the arena. When they come back on, the 'Archangel' Kayden James is shown at the top of the ramp. Before his music can even start, he heads down to the ring with an intent and highly angry look on his face.
He grabs a mic from a stagehand at ringside, and slides into the ring. He paces back and forth in the the middle of the ring, his face turning red from the anger boiling inside him. He then raises the mic to his mouth.*
*He drops the mic from his lip, grabs a handful of hair and pulls it, then paces a few more times in the ring before raising the mic back to his mouth*
Kayden: You seem to want my attention, you've now got it. I've tried to pass you off as the annoying little fly that you are but yet you've come back again and again. If not for you, I have little doubt that right now I would be wrestling for a Heavyweight Championship. This.Ends.Now.
You wanted my attention......now you've got my everything. My mind, body, spirit, and most importantly my rage are now all focused on you. You. Me. In a match to end this all. If you are even half a man, you'll come out here and accept this challenge.
Daniels: Wish granted, James. You wanted Carlin out, you got him.
Kingmaker: I'm wondering if it'll be wise by Carlin to accept this challenge.
Bodom: Not at all. But Carlin doesn't duck a fight when the opportunity pops up. Let's hear the witty Techinician.
*Purple Haze explodes and, paradoxically, such a great theme obtain a chorus of boos, because of the man that is about to come out from the gorilla position. However, seconds pass, an no one comes out. The boos increase, James is getting increasingly anxious, but still no one out. Hendrix starts to sing, and after the first three lines,a familiar voice joins in the fourth: *
Carlin: 'Scuse me while I kiss the sky!
*James starts to look around but can't see Carlin. The Superior Technician then calls: *
Carlin: hey, up here!
*Camera then zooms to Carlin, who is on top of the stairs that lead to the ring area, same position where CM Punk showed his WWE title before heading home after Money in the Bank. Carlin is holding the EWNCW Blacklist title and the mic. He starts to proceed downstairs. *
Carlin: I was up there all time, but nobody was looking. By the way, I hate when people boo Jimi Hendrix. Such an amazing song should be either celebrated or heard in awe. You should not boo it, it is rock 'n roll at his best!
*Fans show their disagreement. *
Carlin: I don't mind you booing me, but Jimi? Come on! Are you going to tell me you are all brainless Justin Bieber fans?
*Massive boos for Carlin. Somebody hits Carlin in the back of the head. Carlin turns around and says: *
Carlin: What a display of bravery! If you were man enough you would have faced me, but as the best of your dad's DNA got dry between your mother's legs, you're just stupid enough to attack me from behind, you human reject!
*This obtains a massive chorus of boos. Carlin finally reaches the ringside area, and climbs the steel steps. However, he stays there.*
Carlin: Finally, I've got your full attention. I want you, and all of them, to know exactly why I wanted that attention. I already told you that I hated how you disrespect people here the first time you came here. But my main issue is that you want to impose your own theocratic dictatorship around here, and I won't accept that, no matter what!
*Carlin gets booed again. *
Carlin: But despite what you think, this is not a matter of atheism vs. religious beliefs. It is a matter of freedom. Our Founding Fathers created the legal basis of this country in order to avoid the predominance of one single religion. Therefore, people came here because they could profess the faith they had freely, contrary to what happened in their countries. And I will fight for that, so anyone can follow their cult, or not to follow any if that's their will,and not depend on the whims of a megalomaniac who claims to have direct line with God, but no physical proof of it. And if you think I've forgotten other religious fellas around, rest assured, they are on my list too.
*Crowd is uneasy and don't give much of a reaction, as they value their freedom but hate the religious attacks. Still, there are boos and no cheers, but not as loud as previous ones. *
Carlin: However, we have a little problem. You want a match but I still have to defend this precious thing *lifts the belt * against God's Grace tonight, two religious fellas too. And not in a regular match, but on a Falls Count Anywhere match. I want to be 100% for that one, so, the answer to your proposal is no.
*Carlin proceeds to leave the same way he entered. *
Kayden: Hahahaha! This has nothing to do with religion, nothing to do with my idealisms, and moreover nothing to do with you poor taste in music. As a man of God I've been used to people calling me out on my beliefs due to their lack of overall intelligence and inability to grasp the simple concept of a higher power. You, Mr. Carlin, appear to be no different. I don't fault you really for being too dumb to comprehend.
*The crowd begins to boo James at his insult to their intelligence*
Kayden: However, Mr. Carlin, what does make you different is the fact you use your religion or lack thereof as an excuse. You're AFRAID to face me again because you know what I'll do to you. You know how badly you'd be beaten. What's more, you're using the fact you have another match as an excuse. Awwww is the poor baby afraid to wrestle twice in one night? I wrestled two matches the Wargames before last and did so without fear.
*Crowd has grown eerily quiet, and you can see what James is saying is beginning to get under the skin of Carlin*
Kayden: But what I find amazing is the fact that you're too coward to realize your cowardice is what's keeping you from facing me. You see William, I don't like you. You know I don't like you. I've not hidden this from the beginning. Over the past couple of months this dislike has grown into rage. It's grown into hate.
Kayden: I hate you William Carlin, and if you think that tonight is the last you see my face you are sorely mistaken. You'll see me in the arena, you'll see me on the bus ride home. You'll see me every minute of everyday from here on out if you do not accept this challenge. For lack of better words, grow a set of balls Mr. Carlin.
*Carlin looks inside his pants, then at James, then inside his pants again: *
Carlin: Well, I've got to admit one thing: my balls are not as big as Nacho Vidal's or Rocco Siffredi's, but they are more than the average size for an adult man!
*That brings some laughter. *
Carlin: But I know that you are implying metaphorical balls, those that a brave man is supposed to have. well, despite you thinking otherwise, I've got a full grown set. Big enough to prove everybody tonight that anything you did opr do, I can do better. As far as I recall, you lost those two matches. Tonight, I'm going to fight two matches, and win both! So, if you want a match, you have it!! right here, right now!!
*Fans may hate Carlin, but they love the fact they are going to see Carlin vs James, so cheers all around the arena explode. *
*James smirks briefly before returning to a serious demeanor*
Kayden: What I failed to mention to you Mr. Carlin, is the type of match you've agreed to be in. I've been in talks with our general manager and he agrees. There's only one type of match that can put an end to this, to where there will be no more talking, where one man will be beaten until they can no longer function and that match is......A STREET FIGHT MATCH!
*The crowd erupts in cheers at the sound that this match will take place*
Kayden: So bring your snarky humor, and I'll bring my fists. Bring your best, and I'll have better. Bring your smiles and I'll bring my hate. Prepare to be beaten within an inch of your life. The Archangel has spoken. Let's end this. The match is NOW! Bring a ref!
*A referee sprints down the ramp *
Daniels: Good God almighty!! Get ready for a great match!
Bodom: A silly move by Carlin here, he has a grueling match against God's Grace, this can cost Jesting Madness the belts!
Kingmaker: Maybe, but this guy is really talented, he can recover for the tag team match.
*Ref calls for the bell, ding, ding, ding! *
Daniels:This one is underway!
(Punk = James / Jericho = Carlin. Start at 11:11)
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