Post by gvb on Apr 14, 2019 16:50:16 GMT -6
Riot in Alberta
Live from Stampede Corral in Calgary, AB
Saturday, April 13th, 2019
Singles Match
Cal Compton VS Jordan AyersThe latest addition to Riot, “Superman” Cal Compton made his way to the ring to a warm reaction from the Canadian fans, probably familiar with his work in Portland Pro. His first opponent in Riot was the young rookie Jordan Ayers, who was struggling to find continuity after a good start. Determined to turn his career around, the 21 years old from Bethesda started the match showing off his impressive technique, taking the high flier to the mat with a double leg takedown and starting to work on his right leg, twisting and bending the knee in ways it wasn’t supposed to be bent. In pain, Cal tried to reach the ropes, but Ayers pulled him away, back in the middle of the ring. Dragging himself once again to the ropes was probably too much of an effort for Compton, who looked worn out from being locked in the submission for a couple of minutes already. Not without effort, he was able to roll the rookie up instead, pinning him for a count of two and finally forcing the break. The initial work on the leg definitely paid out, limiting Superman’s mobility and taking away his greatest weapon. Jordan kept targeting that leg, hitting him with a series of kicks to the thigh. After a jumping knee to the face, Ayers took him down once again with a chop block, trying to follow up with a figure four leglock. Cal was able to avoid it, using his free leg to kick Jordan away. Slowly, he got back to his feet, and Jordan was right back on him with another swift kick. This time Cal blocked the leg and pushed it aside, spinning the opponent around and connecting a forearm to the jaw. Finally able to build some offense, he sent the rookie against the ropes and knocked him down with a dropsault, making the cover after a standing moonsault and obtaining a two count. Forced to fight a different match from what he was used to, Compton was able to adapt to the situation and despite the bad leg affecting his quickness and his high flying techniques, he took control of the match. He almost stole the win with a swift roll up, following with a stiff shining wizard when Jordan kicked out. The impact of his shin against Ayers’ skull sent Cal in a world of pain, immediately clutching the light leg and wasting precious moments before finally making the cover, which resulted in a two count. Slowly, he managed to ascend to the top rope, jumping off it with a shooting star press, connecting the Superhero’s Landing grabbing his first win in the orange roster. WINNER: Cal Compton BY: Pinfall (Superhero’s Landing), 7:31 |
Singles Match
Invictus Rules
Smoke VS Dean SmithInvictus Rules
Dean Smith has been one of the main staples in the Invictus division, holding an impressive 5-2 record, with the only losses happened against the current Invictus Champion Cole Gregory, the last of which surrounded with a bit of controversy. Tonight he stepped into the ring with the always dangerous Smoke, a difficult client under any circumstances. First Round And in fact, Smoke started off strong, his unpredictability and intensity catching Dean off guard. Soon, Smith found himself laying on his back after a stiff lariat, with Smoke sitting on his chest and dropping elbows on his face. Dean raised his arms to protect himself, limiting the damage taken and trying to lock him in a submission hold. Eventually he caught his arm and went for an arm trap triangle choke. Smoke escaped it, giving his opponent an opportunity to push him off and get back to his feet. The two contenders met in the middle of the ring and another brawl ensued, this time with Smith getting the upper hand and finishing his sequence with a knockout spinning backfist. Smoke got back up, holding his jaw and countering with a jumping knee at the opponent charging in, following up with a ddt on which the first round ended. Judges Scores: Kirilenko: Smoke 10-9 Dyson: Smoke 10-9 Valero: SMoke 10-9 Second Round It wasn’t the first time Dean had a bad first round. But so far he had always been able to use it as fuel to turn the tides, with a dominating comeback, often leading to a KO win. And it seemed to be the case tonight too, as he came out of the box with a new found vigor, determined to change the course this match took. A series of quick jabs caught Smoke off guard, forcing him to step backwards to try get away from those strikes. Dean hit him with the Down With The Door, sending him in the corner where he hit him with a series of uppercuts. Trying to catch a break, Smoke went for the eyes, a misconduct the referee didn’t miss, and punished with a warning. Still, it gave Smoke the opportunity to lift him for his full nelson backbreaker. The second round ended before he could go for his Take The Heart, the submission move that gave him a few wins already. Judges Scores Kirilenko: Smith 10-8 Dyson: Smith 10-9 Valero: Smith 10-9 Final Round It all went down to the last five minutes. A hard hitting contest, both men looking for that knock out blow and holding nothing back. Dean’s went for his punches combinations, sneaking in some knee strike here and there. Smoke instead hit the opponent with, literally, everything, including a series of rapid fire headbutts that busted Smith’s nose. The blood loss didn’t slow Dean down, it actually provoked a furious reaction in the Vegas born. He caught Smoke with a throat strike, catching him in a clinch position and driving a few knees to this face. Somehow Smoke broke free and, after spitting some blood on the mat, grinned at the opponent and jumped on him, taking him down and raining punches on him. Dean was able to turn things around, mounting on top and hittin Smoke. A couple of punches later, the bell rang. Judges Scores Kirilenko: Draw 10-10 Dyson: Draw 10-10 Valero: Draw 10-10 WINNER: Dean Smith BY: Judges Decision, Round 3, 5:00 |
Singles Match
Adam Webb VS Brendan CallaghanWINNER: Adam Webb BY: Pinfall (Victory Roll), 8:39 |
Singles Match
Nikki Knight VS Charlie WebsterWINNER: Nikki Knight BY: Pinfall (Knightmare), 9:12 |
Singles Match
Spectre VS Zafar KhanWhen Zafar's music hit, nobody came out. The tron showed live footage from backstage where paramedics were taking care of Khan. WINNER: // BY: No Contest, 0:00 |
Singles Match
Kory Kramp VS Trey ColeWINNER: Kory Kramp BY: Pinfall (Kramped), 8:03 |
Backstage and Chloe Collins nervously stands ready, while Melissa Reeves makes her way into view. Reeves is wearing her ring gear with a defaced Christopher Kane t-shirt over and shades. Chloe clears her throat and raises the microphone.
Chloe Collins:
Ladies and gentlemen...I'm joined at this time by Melissa Reeves!
Reeves is received with a mixture of cheering and booing - a constant state of things these past few weeks, and not unnoticed by Chloe.
Chloe Collins:
Wow, that's...that's quite a reaction you get.
Mel smirks and shrugs.
Melissa Reeves:
My fans have always been vocal, a few ignorant naysayers can't silence them.
Chloe Collins:
Right. Well, anyway, you're due to face Cole Gregory later tonight and I was hoping to grab your thoughts?
Reeves looks to Chloe. She licks across her lips and softly chuckles.
Melissa Reeves:
My thoughts? Well, it's simple, Chloe. Cole is my sister's boyfriend, a guy who actually knows how to treat a woman right - take notes, Christopher Kane.
A few fans boo and she simply sneers at them.
Melissa Reeves:
Obviously we knew that there was always a chance of us facing, but we're both professionals. The Invictus Champion is no slouch, I've seen him in action enough times...hell I've trained with him too. I know what he can do. He knows what I can do, too, though. He knows the danger I am. But he isn't my enemy. I will be satisfied with simply defeating him, so I can move on to my real goal here in Millennium.
Chloe Collins:
What might that be?
Reeves rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
Melissa Reeves:
If you don't know that then you simply haven't been paying attention. But I know you have, Chloe. I know that everyone in this crowd knows. Whether they boo or cheer, it doesn't matter - they pay attention. Do you know why? Because I'm a star. Not some wannabe like Chris and not some no hoper like Sero, but an actual star.
Melissa shrugs.
Melissa Reeves:
People come here to see me win, or they come here to - against all hope - see me lose. Either way, they come here to see me, you understand? And a star like that, well, they say that the cream rises for a reason. So I know for sure, Chloe, that you are all too aware my goal here is to win the MWE Championship. But not just win it, defend it to the best of my ability, against any comer. I won't make the company a laughing stock like Nessa Wall did with her...can I even call it a title reign, really? I won't scrape a win like the current champion and call it a good day's work well done.
Chloe Collins:
That's a little bit hars-
Chloe's words fade away as Mel talks over her.
Melissa Reeves:
No. Let's be honest, a screwy finish is the only reason our esteemed champion still holds that title. Grace wants to stick her van beak in my business again, try to hold me back, that bitch has another thing coming. You think that I'm just going to lay down and take that sort of disrespect, Chloe?
Chloe seems a little uncomfortable with the question, but Melissa's stare could burn holes through a person, so she answers.
Chloe Collins:
Well no, but-
Melissa Reeves:
Exactly. So Grace needs another lesson in manners teaching, and then Christopher will get a free lesson in humility. Guess I'm in a giving mood, Chloe. They're welcome.
She looks at Chloe again and scoffs.
Melissa Reeves:
And you're welcome.
Chloe looks puzzled as Mel walks away without her getting any chance to ask anything more.
Chloe Collins:
Err, thanks. I think? Melissa Reeves, everyone...
She shrugs and watches Reeves go.
Singles Match
Cole Gregory VS Melissa ReevesTwo of the top star in Riot, the Invictus Champion and the number one contender to the MWE title who saw her dreams of gold crushed by SERO’s interference at Dark Web, Melissa Reeves and Cole Gregory share a bond that goes deeper than the usual friendship and respect between peers. Mel’s sister, Alessia, is Cole’s girlfriend. And as you could easily imagine, she was the less comfortable one in this situation. Mel and Cole instead seemed to be perfectly at ease, ready to do their job with the professional attitude that characterized them, and without holding anything back, as it became clear since the opening bell, when Melissa caught him with a stiff kick to the thigh. Gregory definitely felt it, limping on his leg and lowering his guard for a brief moment, enough for the former Liberty Champion to connect a swift spinning wheel kick to the side of the head. The Invictus Champion was down, and Reeves dropped into a cover, hooking the leg and obtaining the first two count. She kept the pressure on him in the first couple of minutes, building momentum suplex after suplex, concluding her sequence with a dragon. Cole turned thing around when he reversed an irish whip attempt, catching Mel with a leg lariat as she rebounded back from the ropes. He immediately picked her up and hit her with a forearm shot, a european uppercut, kick to the side and a jumping knee, right to the chin. Mel was down and the Invictus Champion tried to capitalize on it with a quick cover. The Aussie kicked out in two and raised back to her feet, hitting cole with a right hand. He answered with one of his own, caching Reeves right on the jaw. She rubbed the area, smiling before swinging her punch one more time. Cole connected a second jab, and a third. Mel wasn’t going to stand idly, fighting back with a series of quick punches as well. Cole won the exchange, stunning her with another quick combination and knocking her down with a running knee. This time, he went for a submission, applying a kimura lock. Mel reached the nearby ropes before any damage could be done. It was a moment favorable to the young Invictus Champion, who almost got the win after a snap spinebuster. Reeves kicked out in two and blocked a punch from Gregory, lighting up his chest with a knife edge chop. Again Gregory swung his right hand, ducked by the Reaver who grabbed him in a waistlock and dropped him on his back with a german suplex. He got up to his feet rather quickly walking right into a flurry of kicks from the multi time champion, the last one of which was a middle kick to which she followed with a fisherman ddt. She then climbed to the top rope, looking down at him and diving with the Shooting Star Press she calls Death From Above. Cole moved out of the way, attempting a quick cradle after she crashed on the mat. One again Melissa avoided defeat, escaping the pin and getting hit by a shining wizard from the british wrestler, but still it wasn’t enough. He picked her up and connected a couple of uppercuts, charging at the ropes and going for the Cole-Lateral Damage (springboard roundhouse), dodged by Mel who quickly grabbed Cole and dropped him on her knee for the Facial Deconstructor, collecting another big win tonight in Calgary. WINNER: Melissa Reeves BY: Pinfall (Facial Deconstructor), 11:35 |
As we cut backstage, we find ourselves rolling deep in Vice City. Dressed like a 80’s Miami drug lord, just like every day, Devin Hearst stares deep into the camera from behind designer sunglasses. All we can hear is the constant, deep slurping of a tropical drink inside of a coconut; Hearst giving a satisfied exhale as he finished.
Devin Hearst:
God damn, it’s good to be a gangsta! The hype was there, man. ‘Liza came up in here like Jesus back from the dead, riding a raptor and swinging katanas! The black plague back for round two, looking to make a statement, then WHAM! “If you like Piña Coladaaaaaaaaassss! Gettin’ caught in the rain!” I turned her into the world’s blandest fruit salad. I was saying it from the jump. I told y’all I was getting mine when that match was done. I told Drew to stick to the game plan, and despite what you or your admittedly shockingly large girlfriend will tweet to make your look cool, the plan worked like intended. That was always the shot, girl. You really think I’m giving my payback to the help? I know it’s an alien concept to most people in the game, but life does not begin or end at a damn ring bell! You can talk about wins and losses, but I got paid, got my drink on and, heh, busted a nut before the night was over. You got knocked out by a fruit. Kinda puts that whole, “Millenium Icon” thing into perspective. I call that a win.
Finishing his drink, Hearst lobs the shell over his shoulder, clattering it to the floor and catching a few less-than happy glares from the Stampede Corral staff. Their faces shift to fear and then away, as behind Devin steps the Appalachian King Kong that is Andrew Wilkow. Hearst pays no mind.
Devin Hearst:
The message keeps on telling itself, though, as your boy makes his Riot debut tonight in the main event. Cass Baumer and Aella Foley. Y’all are two more prime examples of why Riot needed the Dude to come and spice things up in the first place! I feel like the plan was to build this brand on the backs of people like you, but ladies, you can’t hold a Rolls-Royce together with gum and prayers. So let it be known, Drew and I don’t give two shits about your title reigns or win/loss records, ‘cause if you’ve looked at mine, you’d know I eat world champions and company “legends”. This is what I do, and tonight, what I do is dance my slightly-intoxicated ass down to the ring, DDT a couple melvins, and keep the party rolling. So keep that in-mind. This is just good business. Y’all had a decent run, but the fact remains the same: y’all might’ve been building this house …
With another wink and a snap to call his hired muscle, Hearst leaves with one last stabbing truth.
Devin Hearst:
But I run it, now.
Tag Team Match
Aella Foley & Cass Baumer VS Andrew Wilkow & Devin Hearst
Baumer and Foley made a clear statement when they paid visit to the Millennium roster last Wednesday, Constantine plead to his fellow roster mates fell on deaf ears, and Chris himself was busy in Seattle today. Yulia Kirilenko promised that she won’t punish their gesture, so it looked like they got away with it. Up against them tonight, the team of Devin Hearst and his bodyguard Andrew Wilkow who had their share of issues with Constantine and the Millennium roster. The match started with Baumer and Hearst locking in a collar and elbow tie up, Baumer raised her knee and drove it in his stomach, following up with an european uppercut. She dragged him to her corner where she gave the tag to Aella. The smaller competitor in the pack took the former Dog Of War to the mat with a drop toe hold, keeping him grounded with her submission game, applying a knee bar. Hearst reached for the ropes and forced the break, and the two locked up once again. Aella went for the leg once again, trying to take him down, but Hearst managed to stay away from her grasp, tagging his partner in. Wilkow stepped over the top rope and immediately walked in front of the young Foley. The size difference was impressive but it didn’t seem to bother the Godkiller, who started kicking the opponent’s leg trying to chop the big tree down. His reaction was simple and effective, a overhand chop that stopped any momentum Aella was building, knocking the air off her lungs. Grabbing her hand, he whipped her against the ropes and raised his leg, knocking her down with a big boot, for the first near fall of the match. On the apron, Hearst was applauding the action of his partner, who seemed to be in full control, lifting now Aella in a vertical suplex and holding her upside down for a whole half minute before violently dropping her on the mat and making another cover, broken up by Cass Baumer. Aella’s resilience was never in question, and tonight she was giving a further proof of that, withstanding an incredible amount of punishment and still kicking out from a gorilla press powerslam. And when Drew got a bit too cocky, she exploited his excess of confidence and surprised him with an ankle pick, quickly switching to an ankle lock. Wilkow screamed in pain as she twisted his foot in an unnatural way. Not without effort, Wilkow managed to reach the corner and make the tag. Aella immediately released him as she saw Hearst getting back into the ring and charging at her for a lariat. She ducked it, hitting the ropes and rebounding back into the FAUGH A BALLAGH! making a quick cover. Wilkow, who didn’t left the ring yet, made the save for his team, Baumer was dying to get back into the ring and Foley, exhausted, allowed the Headliner to step in. The former CEO of Baumer Report came in all gun blazing, taking advantage of the favorable situation Aella left her in. She went at Hearst with a flurry of rapid kicks, forcing the former CWC International champion to his knee and dropping him on the head with a running DDT. Hearst fought back, finding an opening with one of the many ace up his sleeve and kicking her in the stomach, lifting her for his Desperado (throwing releasing suplex). The fight between the two went one for a few more minutes with Devin almost getting the win with The Comedown (Samoan Driver). Baumer raised her shoulder just before the three, And right when all hope seemed to be gone, Baumer connected a codebreaker out of nowhere. With the opponent down, she measured the distance and went for her Bleeding Edge, the high impact running soccer kick that caught Hearst right to the side of the head. Usually Baumer would follow with a senton, but before she could even move, Chris Constantine’s music hit. Baumer and everyone else turned their attention to the entrance stage where, after a shot waiting, CCJ walked out, despite his claims ton twitter. He had a microphone in his hand and a cocky smile on his face. Inside the ring, Hearst capitalized on it to roll up Baumer for the three count. WINNER: Devin Hearst & Andrew Wilkow BY: Pinfall (Schoolboy Pin), 15:38 |
Constantine walks down the ramp, despite the numbers game clearly in his disadvantage. Which was surprising considering his usually cowardly nature. The reason of this sudden burst of confidence becomes clear when Aella makes her move toward him, only to get run over by a truck. Or at least that's what being hit by a big boot from the 7'2'' 330 pounds of humanity that just climbed over the top rope felt like. Cass freezes on the spot as Constantine introduced him as his new bodyguard. The giant walks to the ring, following Chris' instruction and steps inside the ring. Wilkow and Baumer charge in, but they soon get knocked down with a douple lariat. Hearst is able to land a few kicks to the leg beofre getting chokeslammed by the massive man, who easily cleaned the ring. With a smirk, Constantine slides a table inside the ring, yelling at his partner to put Baumer through it. He seems happy to oblige, setting up the table and lifting her for a powerbomb. A thunderous ovation welcomes the figure that leaps over the barricade and enters the ring, clubbing the back of the behemoth. A closer look reveals her to be Lena Skye, close friend with Baumer who capitalize on the barely effective strike to wiggle free from his grasp. Lena jumps on his back, applying a sleeper hold trying to slow down the giant. Cass helps her and takes a bit of a revenge, kicking the big man who dropped on his knee, trying to break Skye's submission. Baumer turns her attention to Constantine, who wants nothing to do with her. He whistles, calling back his bodyguard who shakes Skye off his back, flipping her over his shoulder and leaving the ring, following Chris in what looks like a retreat . On this image, the show ends.