UWL Eruption 6-10-23

The picture cuts across the arena and cuts to the ring.



Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!

Natural Born Killaz By Ice Cube and Dr. Dre starts playing throughout the arena. Smoke comes from the entrance way. As the smoke is clearing The Enforcer walks through the smoke and looks out at the crowd. Enforcer than walks down to the ring. He walks up the stairs on to the ring apron, looks out at the crowd and lifts his arms out to the side.

Emily Lyle - From Brooklyn, New York, weighing two hundred and seventy five pounds, he is the Enforcer, Anthony Cross!!

Enforcer steps through the top and middle ropes. Enforcer walks over to the the opposite ring ropes and lifts his arms out to his side.

'Out Of The Black" by Royal Blood comes on the speaker and red smoke follow on the entrance ramp . Nick Danger walks out onto the entrance ramp wearing his wrestling attire having a determine look on his face he makes his way down the entrance taking off his leather jacket toss it to fan and giving them high fives.

Emily Lyle - From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing one hundred and ninety seven pounds, Nick Danger!!

Nick climb the steel steps then climb the top turnbuckle and and sees his fans saying "Rising Ace" he jumps inside the ring and gets ready for the match to start.

Cliff Morris - We're just about ready to get this contest underway. As Anthony Cross takes on Nick Danger.

The referee looks around as the crowd is on their feet as excitement fills the air, he signals for the bell and the two men stare Danger the ring at one another before moving into a collar and elbow tie up. The two men grapple for position before Cross arrogantly shoves Danger back into the corner. Danger gathers himself slowly moving from the corner. This time, Cross backs him up into the ropes and breaks clean, while patting him on his chest. Danger comes at Cross nailing him with repeated leg kicks which stuns him. He follows that up with several more before backing him into the ropes, he sends him off into the ropes, Cross is met with a brutal face kick. Cross rushes up to his feet, but Danger comes over and applies a waistlock, he pushes Cross forward, he stumbles. Danger jumps up dropping him with a backstabber. He covers him, the referee counts.

1..

2.. Kick out!

Danger crouches patiently on the top rope and Cross slowly climbs to his feet, Danger comes at Cross nailing him with a pair of knee lifts which stuns him. Danger jumps up nailing Cross with a enzguri which sends him falling out to the floor. Cross struggles to get to his feet and Danger goes out onto the apron, he rushes from the corner to the middle of the apron and dives off with another front dropkick that sends Cross flying into the guardrail with tremendous force. He grabs Cross by his hair and rolls him into the ring, he climbs in behind and allows Cross to rise up but quickly takes him back down with a snap suplex. Danger gets up quickly and snaps off another one, he holds on and pulls him up before snapping off another one. Cross holds his back in pain as he rises up to his feet and gets to his feet grimacing in pain. Danger grabs Cross pushing him back in the ring.

Cliff Morris – Nick Danger has the upper hand as things stand at the moment.

Danger pulls Cross up and levels him with a forearm to the back before pushing him back into the corner, he decks him with a couple of elbows before whipping him into the opposite corner and hitting him with another elbow. He rolls back into the center of the ring to his feet, rushes in at Cross and nails him with a knee kick. Cross falls forward to the mat. Danger once again tries to apply a waistlock and pull him up but he knows what's going on know, Cross nails Danger with a pair of back elbows. Cross comes around nailing Danger with a pair of chops. He goes for a clothesline, Danger ducks under the clothesline attempt. Danger grabs Cross around his waist with a rear waistlock, he throws him back hard onto the mat with a reverse neckbreaker. Danger turns on the mat sitting on one knee.

Cliff Morris – Nick Danger needs to get on the attack!

Logan Acker – That’s right he’s wasting time!

Danger grabs Cross up to his feet. He grabs him into a side headlock. Cross sends him off. Danger runs off the ropes. Cross takes Danger over with a big boot. They both return to their feet. Cross nails Danger with a enzguri kick. Danger lays facedown on the mat. Cross rises up off the mat. Cross goes back in the corner. Danger rises up to his feet. Cross runs at him. Danger leans over throwing Cross down with a back body drop. Cross turns on the mat grimacing in pain as Danger comes at him. He nails him with a pair of punches to his head. He jerks him up off the mat. Danger steps back. He runs at Cross, but he gets met with a kick which sends him staggering. Cross runs at the staggering Danger nailing him with a big boot. Cross falls back against the ropes catching his breath.

Cliff Morris – Anthony Cross just took Nick Danger out!

Logan Acker – That was a shot from Anthony Cross!

Cross comes at Danger. He pulls him around. He kicks him in his stomach doubling him over. Cross leans over lifting Danger up, he throws him down hard off the mat with a elevated powerbomb. Cross leans over him, the referee counts.

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Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Anthony Cross!!

Cross stands stomping around the ring looking intense.

Cliff Morris - Cross looks ready for the Coronation Cup!

Earlier Today

The shot opens on a room that is decorated with green armchairs surrounding a gray sofa, with twin potted plants on the left of each of the armchairs. As the camera pans around the understated cream-colored walls, we also see an ATM shoved against a wall, and a large window that says 'Golden Green Hotel' in acrylic lettering. Through the window, we can see an orange sun just starting to rise and illuminate the day outside.

Footsteps are heard before the source is seen. Quickly coming into frame is David Carroll, already dressed in what could be described as business casual, with a pair of slacks that match the color of the lobby walls, and a burgundy, long-sleeve collared shirt. Not a hair of his dark brown hair is out of place as he smiles with his mouth and his eyes.

"Good morning to all of God's children. I'm here in the Golden Green Hotel, which is right down the road from the Bojangles Coliseum, the site of tonight's edition of UWL Eruption. Like most recent events, I have the privilege of competing in the main event of the night. A match featuring some of the most talented wrestlers on the roster, and we have the honor of competing for the recently vacated UWL Television Title that Daron Smythe once held. The title was a launchpad for Daron to the World Championship, and there's reason to believe that whoever wins this match tonight is going to be a future World Champion."

The camera angle switches to a hallway with large, brown tiles. David is walking slowly towards the camera, as employees and guests mill about in the background, occasionally passing him on their way to the lobby. Nobody seems to pay any mind to the tall, well-dressed man speaking to a camera that's slowly backing away from him.

"I wanted to get an early start on the day. The last time I was in a UWL ring, I had the opportunity for the Heritage Championship. The title eluded me, for reasons I'll get to a bit later. Before that though, I had a chance to occupy the same ring with the then World Champion, Anthony Cross. I was not successful on that day either. Some people might say that I'm on a losing streak, and factually, they would be correct. But it's in times of turmoil that a man's actions truly define themselves; they represent the spirit within. I know that one day, my time will come, and on that day, I will be ready to spread His word. In the meantime though, I have concerns about the well-being of my fellow competitors."

After another jump cut, we see David standing to the right of a door with '307' in black numbers. David raises his right hand, holding a rectangular object in his hand with an intricate design. The camera zooms in on the object, showing it to be a laminated card with a picture of a man, dressed in a plain, brown robe, with a ring of equally brown hair surrounding his head like a crown. In the picture, he holds a white flower against his chest, his expression could be described as calm determination.

"This is St. Anthony. He is one of the patron saints, and he represents the confidence you, Mark Storm, can draw from God. Know that God's word is true, and His promises are unbreakable. His work is trustworthy. You need to keep those truths in your heart, so that you may confidently persevere through your struggles and find your inner strength. He promises to steer you away from your doubts and teach you to focus on Him, as long as your mind and your heart are receptive. You've had ups and downs since entering the UWL, and I hear the chatter. People are calling you the underdog in this match; you lost to Cory Chevelle recently, you don't have the pedigree of Billy Danielson. These are facts, but it's also just noise. You will find full confidence in Him, and you will flourish like you were meant to."

David turns and bends down, sliding the card underneath the door, making sure that it's all the way inside the room before standing back up.

The camera does another jump cut, and now David is standing in front of a door numbered '402'. He holds up another card, another man wearing a brown robe with what some might call a monk haircut, but this man also has a full beard. Instead of a pair of flowers, he holds a couple of small birds in his hands at chest level.

"This is for you Cory. This is St. Francis of Assisi, the patron saint of the environment. You may be wondering what that has to do with you, and quite frankly, you'd be right to wonder. But I don't mention St. Francis for his sainthood, but rather for his prayer. The Prayer of St. Francis is widely known, and he prayed that God make him an instrument of peace. When I look at you in the ring and the mask you wear when you speak, all I see is inner turbulence. But God, he infuses all of us with the inner strength that we need. By His power, we can endure all things, by striving to live your life as he has commanded, you can learn peace and contentment in all circumstances. We find satisfaction in life whether there is scarcity or abundance. When life is rough, look to His direction and let him teach you trust and hope. You may be surprised to know that you will feel a fullness of His presence. It dwells within you already, as long as your mind and your heart are receptive."

David repeats the action he did at the previous door, bending down and sliding the card underneath before standing up.

One final jump cut, and now David is standing in front of a door numbered '703'. He stands holding another card, this one still a picture of a man, but very different looking. This man wears a black robe with a gray collar, and a black cap covering his head. Wisps of white hair poke out from under the cap, he sports a trim, white beard with gray tips. In his right hand raised is a cross, with Jesus facing towards him. Unlike the previous two, this man's face expression is a little harder, as is David's.

"This card is for you, Billy. This is St. Vincent de Paul. He's the patron saint of many things, a man who came from humble beginnings, experiencing a lifetime's worth of struggle and poverty. He is the patron saint of spiritual help, which is something that I believe you to be desperately needing. He is also the patron saint of prisoners. If you're being honest with yourself Billy, you can relate to that, can't you? After all, you're a prisoner to your emotions. To your self-doubt. To your rage. That is why this card is all about salvation. Now you see, salvation is a free gift from God our heavenly Father. God gives us salvation based on what our Lord Jesus Christ has done for us on the cross. We accept and receive that salvation by believing. Believing that Jesus died on the cross for us, bearing in His own body the punishment of God for our sin. God's justice was paid in full with our Lord and Savior's sacrifice, and those who ACCEPT, and RECEIVE, and BELIEVE are saved from the wrath of God! God will not be mocked, for whatever a man sows, so shall he reap!"

As David gets more heated with his last couple of sentences, he finds a silent moment to compose himself. He clears his throat, closes his eyes, then brings back a serene smile to his face.

"I am at peace with myself, which gives me an advantage over all of my opponents in the main event tonight. But more importantly, it gives me an eternal advantage over you, Billy Danielson. If you persist in attacking me, in making an enemy of me, then I will have no choice to take harsher actions. It's not something I'll take joy in, but it must be done. I leave this card for you."

David bends down and slides the card underneath Billy's door. He stands upright, facing the camera once more. There's a flash across his eyes, and they grow cold, as if whomever was behind them has stepped away.

"Take heed of my words or fall farther from grace. One way or another, you will face redemption. All of you will."

The camera does a slow fade with David staring intently into the lens.

The picture cuts across the arena and cuts to the ring.



Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!

Cliff Morris - It’s time for our next contest. As Liam Richardson takes on Gravy of Steak and Gravy.

The bell rings and the match begins. Gravy and Liam circle each other before locking up in the center of the ring. After a couple of moments struggle Gravy comes at Liam nailing him with hard punches which stun him. Liam steadies himself before firing Gravy into the ropes. Liam attempts a chop but Gravy ducks and rebounds back off the ropes. Liam this time attempts a hard kick but Gravy slides underneath him. Gravy wraps his arms around Gravy waist and pushes him into the ropes before dragging him backwards and attempting a quick roll up.

1..

.. Kick out!

Liam charges at Gravy but Gravy pulls down the top rope and Liam momentum sends him to the outside. Liam gets to his feet as Gravy bounces off the ropes and dives at Liam, however he moves and Gravy lands stomach first on the guardrail. Liam runs at him kicking him in the face with a kick to his face. Gravy falls forward onto the floor. Liam stomps on his neck and back.

Cliff Morris - Liam Richardson stomping away on Gravy!

Logan Acker - Liam Richardson is as violent as they come when he’s pushed.

Liam pulls Gravy up. He pushes him back in the ring. Liam pulls him up to his feet. He sends him into the corner. He runs in close behind him nailing him with a clothesline in the corner. Liam steps back. Gravy comes out of the corner. Liam kicks him in his stomach doubling him over. He grabs him around his head, lifts him up and plants him down with a suplex. Liam turns, he covers him, the referee counts.

1..

2.. Kick out!

Liam pulls Gravy up to his feet. He goes to grab him, but Gravy blocks it. He kicks Liam. Gravy runs at him nailing him with a spinning back elbow, which stumbles Liam. Gravy takes him down with a discus clothesline. Gravy goes out to the ring apron quickly, moving up to the top rope. He leaps off landing down on him with a double foot stomp, landing down on his stomach. He turns looking at Liam grimacing in pain.

Cliff Morris - Gravy is in pain!

Gravy runs at Liam pulls him up to his feet. Liam stands wobbling on his feet. He turns spinning back around clocking Liam with a discus elbow. Gravy runs off the ropes. He comes back at Liam taking him down with a leg lariat. He rises up to his feet. He turns, jumps into the air landing down on him with an elbow drop. Gravy turns, he covers him, the referee counts.

1..

2.. Kick out!

Gravy stands on Liam throat, he claws trying to get him off of him, but he keeps choking him. Gravy steps back. He sends Liam to the ropes. He comes off the ropes. Liam comes back at Gravy with a clothesline, he ducks under. Gravy turns, he nails Liam with a Pele kick. Gravy turns, he pushes Liam over covering him, the referee counts.

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Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Liam Richardson!!

Richardson takes the UWL Tag Team Championship belt and stands in the ring leaning over talking to Gravy as the crowd looks on.

The show cuts to a break.

The backstage area of the Bojangles Coliseum is a hive of activity. People are zipping back and forth, preparing for their matches and working on the show. The air is thick with the smell of sweat and adrenaline, and the sound of grunts and shouts echoes off the concrete walls.

Abby Joseph with a microphone in hand, is standing in a narrow corridor lined with metal lockers. The walls are painted black, with a few UWL banners hanging here and there. The lighting is dim, casting long shadows down the hallway.

You can hear the muffled sound of a crowd cheering, and the occasional thud of bodies colliding in the ring. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves, and adjusts her hair and makeup.

Finally, Lady Amara Jo and Deacon Cromwell appears from around the corner. He's a towering figure, with bulging muscles and a head full of curly black hair. He's dressed for action.

Deacon Cromwell nods to Joseph, and she begins her questions.

Lady Amara Jo - My name is Lady Amara Jo and this is my husband Deacon Cromwell.

“And it is my pleasure to stand before you tonight and speak about the man that someday will be recognized as the greatest wrestler to ever step foot in a UWL ring - Deacon Cromwell. And let me tell you something, ladies and gents, Deacon is not your average professional wrestler with a pipe dream. No, he is a man of honor, a man of integrity, and a man who knows how to get the job done.”

They move further down the hallway, towards a small alcove where they can speak more privately. The alcove is small and cramped, with a folding table and a few metal chairs. There's a small TV mounted on the wall, showing a live feed of the matches in progress.

Lady Amara Jo - Now, I know what some of you are thinking. You're wondering why I'm the one doing all the talking instead of Deacon speaking for himself. Well, the reason for that is simple. Deacon is a well spoken man but also a man of few words. He lets his actions speak for themselves. And when he steps in that ring, you better believe he's going to make a statement.

“Billy Danielson, I hope you're listening, because Deacon is coming for you. You may think you know what you're getting into, but trust me when I say that you have no idea. Deacon is a force to be reckoned with, and he's going to show you why you are past your prime and in way over your head.”

“This is is a very big opportunity for Deacon and he has taken his preparation very seriously for the Coronation Cup tournament. Deacon Cromwell is not just here to win. He's here to dominate. He's here to show the world what he's made of. And he's here to prove once and for all that he is the best wrestler that has ever graced a Universal Wrestling League ring.”

Abby Joseph takes a deep breath and begins her questions, trying to keep her nerves in check. Deacon Cromwell remains calm and confident, but yet the voice of his wife Amara Jo is all that you hear from the UWL Newcomer. As they speak, the sounds of the crowd and the matches fade away, replaced by the quiet intensity of the conversation.

Lady Amara Jo - You may think that I'm just delusional, that I'm blinded by my love for my husband. I have seen Deacon in action. I have watched him train day in and day out, pushing himself to his limits and beyond. And let me tell you, he is ready for this.”

“So to all the competitors in the Coronation Cup tournament, I have a message for you. Deacon Cromwell is coming for you. And when he steps into that ring, you better be prepared to face the imminent future of this company.”

“But allow me be very clear, this isn't just about winning a tournament. This is about proving something to the world. This is about showing that Deacon Cromwell is more than just a wrestler. He is a man of honor, a man of integrity, and a man who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.”

“Deacon Cromwell is coming for you. And when he wins the Coronation Cup, when he proves to the world that he is the imminent future, there will be no doubt in anyone's mind that the prophet has arrived…”

Deacon Cromwell makes his way to the ring followed by his wife Lady Amara Jo leaving Abby Joseph as the show goes to commercial break.

The scene opens with Your Hero, and Mine, standing in front of an Eruption logo'd backdrop, with his signature smirk plastering over his lips.

STORM: I am a broken man. It's true. I'm highly emotional, I take everything we do seriously because this is everything I know.

He pauses, allowing his words to simmer as he licks his dry lips.

STORM: I've been a broken man for as long as I can remember. Before the days of the UWL, from the day of conception, I was fucked. I knew that, coming into this world, that I'd be up against everything and the world wouldn't be fair to a kid like me. From the Bronx, with no father, no real family connections, I had to figure shit out on my own, and I did. I became stronger for it, but still, I was broken. I'm even more broken now, do you see it?

The cameras focus on Storm's face, his bruises and scars still evident as he rubs his chin, grinning from ear to ear.

STORM: These scars, they serve as a reminder of the trials and tribulations I've had to endure. I've endured hell, more time than most, but each visit, I get stronger. Tonight, I know that if I wanna win that Television Championship I'm gonna have to endure hell, once more. You see as a broken man, there's a lot that I can endure and I'll do it, knowing that eventually the suffering will stop... and I'll reap my rewards.

Cory thinks because he's got one over me that this match is all but said and done, but he's wrong... he's very wrong, because this is only just the beginning for us, Cory. No, I'm not letting this place rot in your grasp, no, I'll take the pleasure of ripping everything away from you, strand by strand, bit by bit! Every opportunity that comes your way, I'll be there, ready to fight, ready to show you that Heroes, never die.

A smile plasters over his lips as he pauses, nodding his head as he does. 

STORM: What you've done, Cory, is you've created something else, you've awoken a beast that has been asleep for far too long, but now, my eyes are open. Your Hero, and Mine, doesn't take kindly to cheaters but that's all in the past now... and in the present, my focus on getting that win back from you, my focus remains on beating you for that television title! And tonight, not only you, Billy and David, they'll also have to lose. Only one of us is walking out champion and Your Hero, and Mine, will be the one to do it!

The scene gradually fades. 

The picture cuts across the arena and cuts to the ring.



Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a sixty minute time limit and it is for the UWL World Championship!

The arena's lights fall sending the venue into a pitch black state, the beginning rhythms of "Requiem" hits the arena's sound system. The crowd immediately resounds with a roar of boos. Lights begin to fill through out the arena. Rylee emerges from the back stopping at the top of the entrance ramp.

Emily Lyle - From Atlanta, Georgia, weighing one hundred and thirteen pounds, Rylee Poverly!!

She turns her back to the crowd as the lights flicker all around her. She makes her way down the aisle waving off the fans extending their hands to tough her. Rylee enters the ring standing in the center of the ring with her arms extended looking out at the crowd.

The lights dim in the arena and the words "I AM #1" flash on the video screen...

MIRROR, VAIN

GONE INSANE

BUT THE MEMORY REMAINS

The house lights come back up and standing in the center of the stage, holding a single finger high in the air, is #1 Daron Smythe.

Emily Lyle - From Wheeling, West Virginia, weighing two hundred and fifty six pounds, he is the UWL World Champion Daron Smythe!!

Smythe looks out at the crowd, some holding up their own version of the single finger salute, as he saunters down the aisle towards the ring, confidently keeping that finger in the air as he steps through the rope and climbs to the second rope in one corner of the ring.

The referee walks over taking the World Championship belt moving across the ring showing the belt to Poverly before moving to the center of the ring hoisting the belt high in the air which gets applause from the crowd for their respect for the World Championship.



Cliff Morris - It's time for our first of two main events here tonight. As Daron Smythe defends the UWL World Championship against Rylee Poverly.

The referee calls for the bell. Smythe runs at Poverly with a super kick, and Smythe pulls Poverly to her feet. Poverly’s legs are like rubber. Smythe grabs Poverly, locks his arms around her, and goes around behind her, picking her up and dropping her down with a German suplex that drops Poverly hard onto the top of her head. Poverly lies on the mat, holding her neck. Smythe rolls Poverly over the referee count.

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2. Kick out!

Smythe gets to his feet, pulls Poverly to her feet, and whips Poverly to the ropes. Poverly bounces off the ropes. Smythe runs at her, and Poverly dunks under Smythe. He turns around, and Poverly leaps up, nailing Smythe with an enzguri. Smythe falls face-first into the mat. Poverly gets to her feet, pulls Smythe to his feet, pulls Smythe into her, and goes to pick Smythe up for a suplex. Smythe blocks it; he picks up Poverly and drops her back with a Northern Lights suplex. Smythe rolls over and gets to his feet. Poverly slowly rises up. Smythe grabs Poverly around the wrist, whips Poverly to the ropes, and she hits the ropes. She comes off. Smythe grabs Poverly, picks her up, spins her around, and drops Poverly with a gutwrench suplex. Smythe gets to his feet, steps back to the ropes, runs off, and runs at Poverly leaps into the air, comes down, and Poverly rolls out of the way. Smythe lands down onto the mat. Poverly gets to her feet, runs at Smythe, and kicks him in the face with a shining wizard. Smythe falls back onto the mat. Poverly goes out onto the apron, climbs the ropes, leaps off, and drops a flying leg down across Smythe.

Cliff Morris - Poverly down with a leg drop!!

Poverly gets to his feet, pulls Smythe to his feet, and starts hitting Smythe with repeated forearm shots to the face. Smythe staggers back. Poverly runs at him and leaps up for an enzguri. Smythe blocks it and catches Poverly. He drops Poverly down with a hard powerbomb. Smythe pulls Poverly up to her feet, grabs her, and turns him around behind her. Smythe has Poverly locked in for a abdominal stretch and Poverly reaches for the ropes causing a break.

Cliff Morris - Rylee Poverly gets to the ropes!

Logan Acker - That didn’t take long!

Poverly shoves Smythe Poverly comes up behind and lands a back elbow. Both get to their feet quickly. Smythe runs at Poverly, who dunks out of the way. Smythe turns around and nails Poverly with a hard lariat that flips Poverly up and over. Smythe pulls Poverly up off the mat and shoves her back into the corner. Smythe starts hitting Poverly with forearm shots to the face over and over. Poverly staggers out of the corner. Smythe garbs her and dropping her with a DDT. Smythe looks up, shocked. He gets to his feet, pulls Poverly up, and leans her over. Smythe goes to pick up Poverly for a piledriver. Poverly blocks Smythe, and she hits Smythe across the back. Smythe picks up Poverly the piledriver again, and this time she manages to flip up, gets free, and drops Smythe with a reverse bulldog. Poverly covers him, and the referee counts.

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2. Kick out!

Poverly gets to his feet, and he pulls Smythe to his feet. Poverly leaps up and nails Smythe in the face with a hard drop kick. Poverly gets to her feet, goes out on the apron, climbs the ropes, leaps off onto him, and drops a hard elbow down across Smythe. She covers him, and the referee counts.

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2. Kick out!

Poverly looks up, gets to her feet, and goes back against the ropes. Smythe hits Poverly in the back. She turns and Poverly shoves Smythe back and hits Smythe with a stiff kick to the legs, then Poverly leaps up and nails Smythe with an enzguri. Smythe falls face first onto the mat. Poverly goes back against the ropes, bounces off, and runs at Poverly leaps up and over and flips up and over, dropping a flipping leg down across Smythe. Poverly gets to her feet and pulls Smythe up. Smythe staggers back. Poverly goes back against the ropes, comes off, and runs at Smythe. Smythe leaps up, catches Poverly, and drops her down with a sit-down powerbomb.

Cliff Morris - Daron Smythe just drop Rylee Poverly in a half with a sit-down powerbomb!!

Logan Acker - Rylee Poverly looks to be knocked out after that!

Smythe gets to his feet, pulls Poverly to her feet, and whips Poverly to the ropes. Poverly bounces off the ropes. Smythe runs at Poverly, who dunks under Smythe, goes back, bounces off the ropes, comes at Smythe, and hits Smythe with a spinning heel kick. Poverly gets to her feet, goes over, and gets on the second rope coming off for a double ax handle that sends Smythe down to the mat.

Cliff Morris - Rylee Poverly may not be down just yet!!

Logan Acker - Rylee Poverly may be down but not out!

Poverly runs into the ring. She runs around Smythe barking. Smythe gets to his feet. He runs at Poverly, nailing her with a hard, lariat. Poverly twists and falls onto the mat. Smythe drops down and covers Poverly, and the referee counts.

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2.. Kick out!

Smythe looks up again and screams at the referee. Smythe walks toward the referee and gets in his face. Poverly gets up slowly, crawls toward Smythe, and rolls him up like a schoolboy. The referee counts.

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2. Kick out!

Smythe gets up quickly, and he kicks Poverly in the face with a hard kick to the face. Poverly falls back onto the mat. Smythe gets down on Poverly and begins hitting her over and over with punches to the face. Smythe pulls Poverly up to her feet, and he whips Poverly towards the ropes. Poverly hits the ropes and comes off. Smythe runs at Poverly and kicks her with a big boot to the face.

Cliff Morris - Daron Smythe just took Ryle Poverly’s head off with that big boot!!

He pulls her up off the mat. Smythe grabs her, but she shoves him back. Poverly leaps up, nailing Poverly with a hard drop kick that knocks him back into the corner. Poverly gets to her feet. She runs at Smythe in the corner slinging him over with a money flip out of the corner. She floats over covering him, the referee counts.

1..

2. Kick out!

Poverly gets to her feet, and she pulls Smythe up as well. Poverly pulls him into her, and drops her with a swinging neckbreaker. Poverly gets to her feet, goes out onto the apron, she climbs the ropes, and leaps off, coming off with a diving headbutt. Smythe rolls out of the way, and Poverly crashes face-first into the mat. Smythe gets to his feet, runs at Poverly, and kicks her in the side with a kick to the side. Smythe pulls Poverly to her feet; he grabs Poverly, pulls her, picks Poverly up, and drops her back with a fisherman suplex. The referee counts.

1..

2. Kick out!

Smythe pulls Poverly to her feet. Smythe nails Poverly with a pointed elbow to the face. Poverly falls back onto the second rope. Smythe grabs Poverly around the head, pulls her up, and repeatedly hits Poverly with pointed elbows to the face. Poverly’s face is red, and over his right eye is swelling. Smythe grabs Poverly and pulls her into him. Smythe picks up Poverly and holds her up. He goes to drop Poverly, and she rolls Smythe up into a small package. The referee counts.

1..

2. Kick out!

Smythe shoves Poverly off and looks shocked, and Poverly lies on the mat as the referee checks on his eye.

Smythe runs at Poverly as she is getting up on one knee. Smythe runs at Poverly and kicks her in the face. Poverly falls back onto the mat. Smythe runs back to the ropes, and as he does, Smythe smacks her in the back. Smythe turns around with a stare. Smythe smiles and steps through the ropes. Poverly is slowly getting to her feet. Smythe grabs her around the shoulders and turns Poverly around. Smythe nails her with a hard right hand that knocks Poverly through the ropes and out to the floor. Smythe turns around, and Poverly is running at Smythe. Poverly leaps at Smythe, and as she does, Smythe drops down onto the mat, and Poverly runs flying over the top rope and lands on Smythe, knocking them both down onto the floor.

Cliff Morris - Both they go!!

Poverly steps into the ring, runs across the ring, Smythe gets to his feet. Poverly turns around and sees Smythe. Poverly runs at Smythe and knocks him down with a clothesline. Smythe falls back into the corner. Poverly looks around, goes over into the far corner, runs at Smythe, who rolls out of the way, and Poverly crashes into the turnbuckle face first.

Cliff Morris - Rylee Poverly slams into the turnbuckles!!

Smythe jerks her up, lifts her up and plants her down with the #1 and Done. Smythe covers her, the referee counts.

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Emily Lyle - The winner of this match and STILL!! UWL World Champion Daron Smythe!!

Smythe throws the World Championship belt over his shoulder as he stands looking at the fans.

The show cuts to a break.