UWL Eruption 2-3-24

                           Ace Sky:
                  I don't like new years resolutions, my view has always been " do it now". With new years resolutions everyone plans to eventually do something and then they don't do it. I'm a doer, I only make one distinction between people sayers and doers. I am a doer, my opponent this week can go either way, it's up to her. I just became cruiserweight champion in IK0N wrestling in the start of the month, I am going for the tag championships here again with Nick Danger. 

Rylee Poverly she grew up very fortunate, I am happy to see that despite how she may have been fed by a silver spoon she is still hungry, I like that. I have it really good financially now, however it hasn't always been that way. Rylee does not know what it's like to be without socks, to sleep in an rv in the coolest windiest nights in Illinois in an RV, after driving five hours to wrestle and get paid 50 bucks. To live on just water and bananas for two years. I always remember that time, it's easy for me as this modern hippie to claim to be above posessions, I remember the hard times, where paying dues is not what you romanticized. 

I have to gotten to where I am by skill and ability however I also have to credit, circumstances and knowing the right people.
I show up and show out, you show up and are used to be handed everything you will leave with nothing but regret.

 I am undeniable, you can try me but you can't deny me nor can you out-fly me.

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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!

Poverly runs at Sky lunging at him nailing him with hard forearm strikes, he falls to the mat. Poverly kicks him in his chest with repeated kicks in the corner, the referee tries to back her up, Poverly keeps kicking him in the chest with hard kicks. Poverly steps back, she has an intense look on her face. Poverly runs at Sky kicking him again with a hard kick. She pulls him to his feet, she pulls him around sending him to the ropes. Sky runs off the ropes, Poverly goes for a clothesline, Sky ducks under. Poverly turns, Sky smacks her across her face stunning her. Sky grabs Poverly lifting her up and down with a vertical suplex. Sky turns on the mat rubbing Poverly’s face back and forth across the mat. Sky pulls her up to her feet. Sky smacks her with a pair of smacks, then nails her with a back elbow staggering Poverly. Sky runs at Poverly nailing her with a clothesline sending her over the top rope down to the floor.

Cliff Morris - Rylee Poverly just got rocked over the top rope with a clothesline!

Logan Acker - Rylee Poverly needs to get back into the ring!

Sky walks around the ring looking very confident. Sky turns to move to the floor. Poverly gets up slowly off the floor. Sky drops down, he grabs Poverly, he sends her to the guardrail, she runs at the guardrail. Sky runs at her, Poverly turns nailing him with a dropkick. Poverly rises up, she kicks him in his chest with a pair of kicks. Poverly grabs Sky pulling him up, she throws him face first in the ring post. She grabs the dazed Sky around his head planting him on the floor with a swinging neckbreaker. Poverly rises back to her feet, she slides back in the ring. Sky lays flat on his back.

Cliff Morris - Ace Sky is down!

Sky lays on the mat grimacing in pain. The referee moves back in the ring telling Poverly to back up, she moves back. Sky slowly gets to his feet on the floor. Sky moves to the ring. Poverly stands with her back turned after sliding in the ring.

Cliff Morris - The action has returned to the ring!

Logan Acker - These referee needs to get order!

Sky kicks away on Poverly with hard kicks. Sky pulls her to her feet throwing her down with a bodyslam. Sky goes back off the ropes, he runs at Poverly landing down on her back with a running knee drop. Poverly rolls around grimacing in pain grabbing at her back. Sky grabs Poverly turning her around grabbing her. Sky grabs Poverly locking her in the dragon sleeper. Sky locks the hold on, the referee checks on Poverly, she is screaming in pain, trying to get fee. Sky pulls back on the hold adding pressure on Poverly. Poverly screams in pain, Sky pulls back on the hold even more, the referee checks on Poverly, she doesn’t give up.

Cliff Morris - Rylee Poverly is hanging on!

Sky pulls back even more on the hold, Poverly reaches for the ropes, and tries to get free, she just can’t. Sky pulls on her adding pressure on Poverly’s back, the referee again ask if she gives, she shakes her head no. Poverly starts moving around, she is fighting to get free, but just can’t. Poverly reaches her free arm out, she grabs for the ropes, but just can’t reach the ropes. Sky pulls on Poverly, the referee checks on her, she reaches out trying to get to the ropes, but just can’t. Sky looks worried. Poverly reaches out grabbing the bottom rope. The referee jumps up calling for a break,

They both return to their feet. Sky goes for a spinning leg kick, but Poverly ducks under. She grabs him from around his shoulders and drops him with a back stabber. She rises to her feet and lands a Superkick. She covers him, the referee counts.

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Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Rylee Poverly!

The show cuts to a break.

We open on the black eye of UWL Heritage Champion, Billy Danielson. It is much better than it was 2 weeks ago, but after the brass knuckle-assisted beatdown at the hands of Robert Daniels, he certainly wasn't feeling any better. Danielson's anger from 2 weeks ago has lingered with him, as getting his hands on his former mentor was the only thing he has been able to think about ever since the attack.

Billy Danielson - “Robert Daniels is a bitch. A man losing his grip on relevancy, and so he continuously attempts to use my name to elevate his own.”

The venomous words of Danielson ring out with hate. After the line Robert crossed 2 weeks ago, there would be no love lost on the part of the Heritage Champion.

Billy Danielson - “His actions two weeks ago prove just that. He can't beat me clean. He needs gimmicks and assistance to make himself a credible threat, because he has never been able to live up to the potential of his greatest protégé. I threaten him. I scare him with how good I really am. I make him insecure about who he is as a performer and a man, that's why he needs crutches and handicaps to bring him equity, because being Mainstream is nowhere near being The Greatest of All Time.”

He shakes his head, trying to segue a bit.

Billy Danielson - “And I'm sure some of you are wondering why I'm talking about Robb and not about Sonya. I'm usually all about looking at the Horizon and what's to come, rather than what's behind me, but here's the thing.”

He pauses for a second.

Billy Danielson - “What can I say about a woman who hates wrestling and being a wrestler, and her biggest win came from hitting me in the dick?”

Billy shrugs with very little enthusiasm. His apathy being very blatant towards his opponent tonight.

Billy Danielson - “Congratulations, you beat Jeremy Riggs twice, but what does that even count for in UWL? The man couldn't beat his meat if he used both hands.”

Danielsons sarcastically does a crude arm-jerking motion with both hands as he rolls his eyes at the concept of someone trying tout the former Phoenix member as a key win.

Billy Danielson - “The best I can say is that I'm gonna do my part to get you out of this industry tonight because I know you joined it reluctantly.”

Again, Billy shrugs with apathy.

Billy Danielson - “Other than that, I'm looking past you.”

His tone becomes hateful and angry again.

Billy Danielson - “I know you're what's currently on the horizon, but I know Robert. He's not done here, and Neither am I. He made what he thinks is a statement, and my face was the paper he wrote it on.”

He points to the black eye to emphasize the analogy. Danielson hated looking at the bruise in the mirror, because it only served as a reminder of all the times Robb Daniels has tried to keep him down.

Billy Danielson - “He hates my success. He hates I have gold and he doesn't. He hates I've held more titles than him. He hates me.”

Billy grits his teeth and balls his fists up.

Billy Danielson - “And that's why he's always after me.”

Billy explodes with his arms out to emphasize his next statement.

Billy Danielson - “WELL HERE I AM, ROBB!!! I'm not hard to find. In fact, maybe if you ask nicely, I'll come to you and give you a receipt for what you did to me 2 weeks ago.”

Again he points to his face and the remnants of a once sickening bruise around his eye. Danielson knew that “an eye for an eye make the whole world blind”, but in his head, it would only bring him one step closer to never seeing Robert Daniels again, and that made him want revenge even more. There was nothing Billy wanted more than to make Robb feel the way he's made Billy feel every time he's held him down or cost him opportunities.

Billy Danielson - “My Horizon from here on out is Robert Daniels, and I won't rest until my skies are clear.”

We cut over to the announcer's booth with Cliff Morris and Logan Acker.

Cliff Morris: - "Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. This is UWL Eruption and we've got a lot more action still to come, don't we Logan?"

Logan Acker: - "More action is right! Still to come we've got a Television Title defense! We've got singles matches featuring the Heritage and UWL World Champions! And speaking of the World Championship, Cliff it's my understanding you had a busy morning with the man who is going to challenge Cory Chevelle at Access Denied?"

Cliff Morris: - "Indeed I did! I had long sitdown with UWL's Weatherman in where we discussed a number of things. His personal life, Logan. But also why he wants to become World Champ again, the road he's taken, and how he feels about Cory Chevelle. Let's take a look at some of that right now."

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We transition from Cliff and Logan to a pre-recorded segment. An interview has been set-up in the ring. The Harrah's Cherokee Center is empty save the two men in the ring. Burnside is on the left across from Cliff Morris on the right. Burnside has his hair tied back but is otherwise dressed how we normally see him. Round sunglasses, a black Testament t-shirt visible under a bomber jacket, and blue jeans with a natural fray at the bottom.

Cliff Morris:
"Jackson Burnside, the Weatherman. How are you doing this morning?"

Jackson Burnside:
"I'm great Cliff."

Cliff Morris:
"You asked for this time. The crew gave us this little spot here, and tonight this building will be sold out for Eruption. You don't have a match tonight, and you asked to carve out some time to talk. Well, what do you want to talk about?"

Burnside shifts in his chair.

Jackson Burnside:
"Brother, two weeks ago I was gonna come down to this ring and give an impassioned promo. I was gonna talk about how pumped I was to have won Universal Stampede and earn another crack at the UWL World Championship. Instead, you were there dude. Cory Chevelle came down, made a jackass of himself, and cut into my time."

Cliff Morris:
"So, I guess... what's so important that you wanted to talk about? I mean it's obvious! Everyone in this company wants to become the World Champ, but you've been there before. This isn't- it's not like you're trying to end your journey or take care of some unfinished business."

Jackson Burnside:
"I'm getting old Cliff. Not by any means an old man now, but I feel it when I'm out in the ring. I'm just a bit slower bouncing off the ropes. There's a little less impact off a big right hand. Or maybe if I was just a little faster I'd have ducked under that lariat. Fact is UWL is still, to this day, signing the best young athletes in the worlds. These dudes brother, theu'r on the top of their game. Refined, polished, and young. And when you're out there man, and you aren't the dog who's the fastest, strongest, and most alert: you get beat. Jackson stomps his foot rhythmically on the canvas. "I'm still the best, but clock's ticking. I won't be the best for long."

Cliff smiles and eyes Jackson sideways.

Cliff Morris:
"But you didn't answer the question."

Jackson Burnside:
"When I won the World Title everything was, in a flux." There's a quick cut too Cliff, and a small awkward break in Jackson's cadence that you'd miss if you weren't listening close, indicating an edit. We go back to Burnside. "UWL went through some growing pains, then erased it all, called back that coward Caleb Hart and BAM, finished. My reign is over, and what does everyone remember? UWL, and losing to Caleb Hart."

Cliff Morris:
"I wouldn't say that... I mean you had a terrific run of title defenses again-"

Jackson Burnside:
"UH-UH! Nobody talks about that! It's been memory-holed like the year 2020! And that's the reason brother! I want people to speak of me in the same breath as the other great Champs. Robbie Venom, Mr. Daniels and yeah, Caleb Hart. Ten years time, you're here doing this with somebody else, I want that person to look you in the eye and say 'I'm gonna be greater than The Weatherman, dude.' The only way I can accomplish that is by winning that belt, holding that belt, and by defending that belt."

Burnside puts his heed down and the camera slowly zooms in. He let's out a long sigh and removes his sunglasses. The camera is zoomed in so far now that we can only see Jackson's head. He looks up, presumptively at Cliff Morris.

Jackson Burnside:
"Brother I don't got a lotta time to get it done."

The camera remains focused on Burnside. Then there's another wide shot of the pair sitting in the empty ring. Things seem to have shifted farther ahead, and there's been a portion of the interview cut out.

Cliff Morris:
"I suppose then, the last thing I'd like to talk about is Cory."

Jackson Burnside:
"Cory."

Burnside echoes Cliff and can't hide a playful smile.

Cliff Morris:
"See? That, Jackson. That's what I want to talk about. You've never backed don't from Cory Chevelle."

Jackson Burnside:
"You can't brother. Back down from a guy like and you're beaten before the bell rings man."

Cliff Morris:
"It's not just a matter of backing down. You've routinel- let me back up. I would say, that you've gone so far as to provoke the World Champ over the past year. Mocking him." Cliff pantomimes he "spooky fingers" which gets a laugh out of Burnside. "Just two weeks you said that you were, 'going to heed down to Silverback Country, find the 'Hellbilly', beat his face into the mud and take the World Title.' That's a big statement to make about a man with a short temper."

Burnside shifts in his seat and leans forward.

Jackson Burnside:
"The thing is I beat the man before! I became the only Heritage-Television Champ. Another minor, blink-and-you miss it jump. "I get in the ring with Chevy and I beat him. Simple fact, jack. Cory's a bad man, beat the Hell outta me once or twice. Beat my good, but you know Cliff, everybody knows by now 'cause it's out there. My childhood wasn't rainbows and picnics. I took more'n a few ass-whoopings and Chevy, for all he likes to talk... Honestly he doesn't dish it out. I look at Cory Chevelle, I feel what he can do and he's nothin' but a bully. He'd rather pick on women and fellas half his size."

Cliff Morris:
"And that's it! You aren't afraid of him because you think he knows he can't measure up to a man the same size."

Jackson Burnside:
"Ya aren't far off. I bring the fight to everybody, and it just so happens that I'm big enough, mean enough, and good enough to put the Silverback back in his cage. I think he sees it and he knows it."

Cliff hesitates. It's as though he's wrestling with a question. Something he isn't sure he should ask, because once he does the idea is out there.

Cliff Morris:
"Cory is gonna see this interview..."

Cliff Morris cuts off unnaturally. Jackson removes his sunglasses. He points straight at Cliff with his other hand.

Jackson Burnside:
"Brother I don't know what's gonna happen between now and Access Denied Cliff. All I can say is that I'm countin' the days until March 30th. I want us to get there in one piece. There're gonna be no excuses when I beat Cory Chevelle, become two-time World Champion, and cement my legacy."

~~~

The interview ends and we take it back to Cliff and Logan.

Logan Acker: - "Big forecast from The Weatherman!

Cliff Morris: - "Indeed it was! Burnside is ready and primed for March 30th! And folks that was cut dwn and truncated for time, After the show you'll be able to find the entire, uncut interview where we go into a few other things Logan. I'll tell ya, there's a huge bombshell in there you'll NEED to see. That'll be on website and social medias right after Eruption ends."

Logan Acker: - "I can't wait to check that out Cliff. And I can't wait to check out more hard hitting action, when we come back."

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!

“Lights and Sounds” by Yellowcard hits as Jeremy Riggs steps out onto the stage. Riggs stands looking out at the crowd, throwing both arms into the air and points straight at the ring. Riggs makes his way down the aisle toward the ring.

Emily Lyle - From Roanoke, Virginia, weighing two hundred and ten pounds, Jeremy Riggs!

Riggs enters the ring, turns toward the camera and points out and nods his head before adjusting his leather vest moving toward his corner.

“Bonehead" by Naked City rips through the speakers while the arena is plunged into darkness. Green and red floodlights illuminate the arena as well as a spotlight which has landed on the entrance curtain. Moments later, BRADDOCK explodes through the curtains.

Emily Lyle - From Stockton, California, weighing two hundred and fifty one pounds, BRADDOCK!!

He wastes no time heading for the ring, cursing at the fans and giving them the finger the whole way. He ascends the steps swiftly and wipes his feet on the apron near the turnbuckle by the steps. He slips into the ring between the middle and top ropes and crosses the ring to the opposite turnbuckle. He climbs onto the second rope and both flexes roars, causing veins in his arms and neck to bulge while his face reddens.

Cliff Morris - It's time for our next match up. As......

BRADDOCK runs at Riggs and hits him with repeated punches to each side of his head. BRADDOCK jerks Riggs around and clocks him with the Mansfield’s Curse (Meathook Clothesline). BRADDOCK stands over him with his foot on his chest, the referee counts.

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Emily Lyle - The winner of this match BRADDOCK!!

Cliff Morris - BRADDOCK had a pull apart brawl with Daron Smythe this was a clear cut message in Smythe's direction.

The show cuts to a break.

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 and it is for the UWL Television Championship!

“Lazaretto” by Jack White begins to play over the speaker system as the lights dim and the smoke machine starts. Dave West sprints out of the curtain and begins to spin a bit and then takes a knee. He smirks as the crowd begins to boo.

Emily Lyle - From Olympia, Washington, weighing two hundred and twenty pounds, Dave West!

He pops up and oddly walks to the ring. He appears to be on some sort of substance or possibly inebriated. Dave slides into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle. He spits into the crowd and then jumps down and begins to the run the ropes.

Fight Music by D12 begins playing and Jenna Jillian Walker emerges from the entrance way. She sets her hands on her hips and then begins walking down the ramp.

Emily Lyle - From Waterloo, Iowa, weighing one hundred and eighty pounds, she is the UWL Television Champion Jenna Jillian Walker!!

When Jenna gets to ringside she leaps up onto the ring apron and steps through the top and middle ropes. The crowd cheers as she walks over to the closes turnbuckle and climbs up to the middle rope and raises her arms in the air.

Cliff Morris - It's time for our next match up. As Jenna Jillian Walker puts the Television Championship on the line against Dave West who's been on a impressive string of wins. Thus tonight he gets the chance to challenge for the Television Championship.

The bell rings, and West steps towards the center of the ring. Walker rushes in, catching West off guard with a hard dropkick to the chest. West hits the mat, getting back to his feet quickly as Walker fires a roundhouse kick to his temple, knocking West sideways. Walker wastes no leap, charging in and catching West with a headscissors takedown. West slides under the bottom rope and to the floor. He gets to his feet and shakes the cobwebs out of his head, as Walker sizes him up from inside the ring. She runs and hits a dive over the top rope, landing right on West!

Cliff Morris - Jenna Jillian Walker takes down Dave West with a dive!

Walker and West both get back to their feet, and Walker rolls back into the ring, West close behind. She kicks away at him as he gets to his feet, and pushes him into the ropes. Walker fires off two hard chops, before whipping West across the ring. She rushes after and goes for a calf kick, but West grabs a hold of the ropes, and Walker crashes to the mat. West's quick to hit a couple hard stomps on Walker, pulling her roughly to her feet and tossing her into the corner. West hits a couple hard rights, before whipping her across the ring, hard into the opposite corner. Walker falls to the mat, and West lays on the boots.

Cliff Morris - Dave West kicking the daylights out of Jenna Jillian Walker!

Logan Acker - The referee needs to get this out of the corner oh come on now!

West pulls Walker to her feet, and lifts her up for a slam. She's back to her feet and he drops her again with a slam to the mat. He pulls her up, whipping her into the ropes, catching Walker with a lariat on the return. West goes for the cover.

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kick out!

West and Walker are back to their feet, and West pulls Walker up onto his shoulders, hitting her with a Samoan Drop. West gets back to his feet and steps back, waiting for Walker to get back to her feet. He charges in with a heavy big boot, but Walker sidesteps it, catching West with a drop toe hold. Walker is quickly to her feet and on the apron, waiting for West to get to his feet. She springboards off the top rope, catching West with a springboard shoulder block that sends him down to the mat. She covers him, the referee counts.

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2.. Kick out!

Walker is quick to her feet, hitting West with a couple kicks as he gets back to his. She grabs West back by his hair hitting him with a hair pull backbreaker, before pushing West into the corner. Walker kicks West hard in the chest with a dropkick, before hopping onto the top rope and dropping West with a vicious DDT. She hops back to the top rope, arguing with the referee, leaping off with a clothesline from the top rope. She connects, and covers him, the referee counts.

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kick out!

West and Walker are back to their feet, and Walker goes for a spinning heel kick, but West steps out of the way. He's after Walker, firing off a couple hard rights, before planting her with a clothesline. West signals to the crowd, then waits for Walker to rise. He whips her into the ropes, catching her with a hard Spinebuster on the rebound. West gets back to his feet and waits for Walker to rise, this time pulling her up and slamming her down hard to the mat with a German suplex. West makes the cover.

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2.. Kick out!

West gets on one knee and starts hitting Walker with repeated punches. He pulls Walker up to her feet. He sends Walker off into the ropes. She comes off the ropes. West goes for a lariat, but Walker ducks under. West turns, Walker takes him down with a Spear. She covers him, the referee counts.

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Emily Lyle - The winner of this match and STILL!! UWL Television Championship Jenna Jillian Walker!!

Walker rises up taking the Television Championship belt throwing the belt over her shoulder stands taking in the moment.

The show cuts to a break.