UWL Eruption 2-17-24

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!

“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.

Smoke fills the ramp area. "Eye of the Storm" By Killswitch Engage begins to play. Emerging from the smoke is Sage Jenkins who throws two fingers in the air and lets a smirk move across her face to the fans who groan loudly.

Emily Lyle - From Seminole, Florida, weighing one hundred and fifty five pounds, Sage Jenkins!

She makes her way to the ring. She slides into the ring and then moves to the ropes and leans over.



Cliff Morris - Sage Jenkins in singles action as she takes on Dave West in our opening contest here tonight at Eruption.



The bell sounds. They move toward one another slowly moving into a collar and elbow tie up. West shoots around Jenkins taking her in a rear waistlock. Jenkins breaks its grip, she pulls him around nailing him with a back elbow which stuns West. She runs off the ropes for a clothesline, but he ducks under. West turns, he nails Jenkins with a discus clothesline. Jenkins lays face down on the mat. West jerks her up off the mat. He lifts her up in his arms. West turns, he tosses her back with a fall away slam. Jenkins rolls to the ropes, West kicks her under the ropes out to the floor.

Cliff Morris - Dave West kicks Sage Jenkins to the floor!

West pulls Jenkins up to her feet. He sends her toward the ring steps, and she manages to kick off. She turns, and nails West with a crossbody taking him down on the floor. Jenkins bounces back up off the floor. She kicks in his stomach, doubling him over. Jenkins plants West head first into the floor with a snap DDT. Jenkins slides back in the ring, the referee is telling her to stay in the ring and back up. She runs off the ropes running across the ring, she dives out to the floor taking West down with a suicide dive.

Cliff Morris - Sage Jenkins takes Dave West down with a dive to the floor!

Logan Acker - Sage Jenkins takes flight!

Jenkins stands on the ring apron, she looks out at the crowd with her hands in the air, to which the fans don’t take kindly. Jenkins slides back in the ring. West gets up to his feet on the floor, he moves on the ring apron. Harper Levine grabs him around his ankle, the referee doesn’t see it. West manages to get free. He steps back in the ring, and is met with a kick to his side.

Cliff Morris - These two are throwing everything at one another!

Jenkins stands on his throat, the referee calls for a break. Jenkins steps back, Harper Levine leans through the ropes hitting West.

Cliff Morris - Oh come on Harper Levine needs to be ejected from ringside!

Logan Acker - This makes me sick!

Jenkins walks past the referee telling him to move out of her way. She pulls him up to his feet. Jenkins sends him to the ropes. West comes off the ropes, Jenkins goes for a running forearm, West blocks it. He goes back against the ropes. Harper Levine grabs his ankle as he hits the ropes. West stumbles, Jenkins runs at the stunned West and plants him with a Scissored DDT. She pushes him over covering him, the referee counts.

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Cliff Morris - Oh give me a break!

Jenkins slides out of the ring into the arms of Levine as they celebrate on the floor.

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Sage Jenkins!!

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!

His aviator jacket is decorated with many accouterments of badges of peace signs and badges of the universal peace flag, The Lotus flower emblem for peace in Buddhism, rockets and space ships, third eye emblems.

Emily Lyle - From Houston, Texas, weighing one hundred and fifty six pounds, Ace Sky!!

“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 - We're ready for our......

Sky leaps off the top rope into the waiting arms of BRADDOCK who catches him. The bell sounds starting the match. BRADDOCK tosses Sky over his head with a overhead belly to belly suplex. BRADDOCK turns hits his chest and runs at Sky and hits him with a big boot that turns him inside and out.

Cliff Morris - BRADDOCK just turned Ace Sky inside and out.

BRADDOCK turns and clocks Sky with the Mansfield’s Curse (Meathook Clothesline). BRADDOCK stands with his foot on his chest, the referee counts.

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Emily Lyle - The winner of this match BRADDOCK!!

BRADDOCK rises up and hits his chest as he stands taking in the moment.



The show cuts to a break. Just as it does. Daron Smythe comes into the ring out of nowhere. BRADDOCK comes at Smythe and both men start slugging at one another.

Cliff Morris - BRADDOCK and Daron Smythe are trading punches as they square off in the middle of the ring!!

Referee's and security run in and try to pull them apart. But they keep trying to get at one another. They square off on one another trading punches with each other. The referee's pull them apart as security stand in between them.

Cliff Morris - Fans we'll try to restore order. Let's take a break to get things under control!

The show cuts to a break.

??:
"Yo Cory!"

An omnipresent voice cuts through the music. Cory Chevelle looks around.

??:
"Up here, brother!"

Cory turns to the big screen by the entryway. The crowd pops at the sight of Jackson Burnside looking over them like big brother. Cory points up and yells for Jackson to come down to the ring. The Weatherman is close to the camera, probably recording on some cheap webcam or a camera phone.

Jackson Burnside:
"Cory I can't come down there dude. Unfortunately for the good people... in Knoxville, Tennessee!-" Burnside scores the cheap pop from his remote session. Chevelle leans forward on the rope and rolls his eyes. "-I had some personal business come up! But I'm watching the show brother, and I know you're lookin' for me! I know there's been talk, I see what the dirtsheets are reporting; I haven't worked a match since Universal Stampede, I'm not there tonight. 'Oh brother, he's hurt! The Weather is working injured!' That ain't it jack! 'Oh Burnside is negotiating a fat new contract," EH-EH!"

Cory takes it upon himself to go get his title belt and a microphone while Burnside goes off. He waves off his challenger, as if Jackson can see him through the screen.

Cory Chevelle:
"If you aren't here Jackie then I don't wanna here ya. You've been talkin' a whole lot and I'm tired of it. Unless you're here and looking for a fight, shut off your damn phone and get off my show!"

Burnside laughs.

Jackson Burnside:
"Your show? Last I looked you don't sign my checks, brother. But you know, there's a weather anomaly because Hell's frozen over. I agree with ya! Access Denied is too far away, and I've been out of action for a little too long. So Cory, UWL brothers in attendance and at home, mark your calendars. The Weatherman will be on Eruption in two weeks in Norfolk! Between you 'n me Cory, I see what you've been doin' trashing anyone who gets in the ring with ya in record time. You're hugry, I'm hungry, and if it's a fight you're lookin' for than I can bring it. So come ready to talk, ready to fight man, one way or another we'll come face to face in Norfalk! 'Cause I'm not Sonya Benson! I'm not Joseph Lincoln! I'm the Weatherman brother, your next UWL World Heavyweight Champion!

Cory Chevelle:
"Is that it? Jackie, you better not show up in Norfolk 'cause I'm gonna rip you apart!"

The crowd begins to buzz as Chevelle yells up at the big screen.

Cory Chevelle:
"It doesn't matter to me you got a wife and a family, I'll send you back to Chicago in a bodybag!"

Jackson Burnside slides into the ring behind Cory. The crowd begins to chant, "BURRNSIDE! BURNSIDE! BURNSIDE!" Cory sucks his teeth before he throwing the title belt down to the canvas. Burnside has a big grin on his face, even though the surprise is ruined. Chevelle whirls around and Burnside catches him with a right hand. Chevelle stumbles back and Burnside follwos with two more big right hands that push him to the ropes. Burnside leans back, winds up, and sends Chevelle over the top rope with a clothesline. He turns his back to the outside and then raises his arms high into the air. Chevelle has landed on his feet on the outside. Chevy gives the apron a frustrated slap and slides under the bottom rope just as security, refs, and staff are making it down to the ring.

Burnside turns around and is tackled by the Champ. Ground and pound, but Burnside manages to roll over an swap positions with Chevy. A few shots from the challenger and the two big men jocky for control of the other. They roll over near the ropes, where Burnside is eventually peeled away from the Champ. Chevelle tries to get out but officials are up on the apron telling him to back off. Insults and expletives fly, not quite entirely drowned out by the roar of the crowd. Burnside isn't being backed up the aisle, but he isn't tryiing to get to Chevelle either. The Champ begs off and flips over the top rope to exist the far side of the ring. Staff encircle him. After feigning that he's done for a few seconds the Champ sprints by all the offiicals. He circles around the ring and hits Burnside and the officials around him like a bowling ball.

Cliff Morris: - "This has broken down!"

Logan Acker:: - "Burnside wanted to start a fight! You bet the Hellbilly is gonna see it finished!"

Cory and Jackson exchanging blows again with Cory on top. Now even arena security is down to the ring and it takes five men to pull the Champ off of Burnside. The challengr is pinned against the barricade while Chevelle gets brought over to a corner of the ring. The men on Burnside go flying as he powers them off. Burnside belines for Chevelle, driving him into the post backfirst. Chevelles screams, but manages to keep an arm wrapped around Burnside. He follows with some clubbing blows.

Logan Acker:: - "We're gonna have to get Knoxville PD here soon!"

Security finally manage to rip Burnside from around Chevelle's waist. However the force sends everyone spiraling, and Burnside emerges uninhibited. He reengages the Champ and they exchange clubbing blows and forearms on the outside.

Cliff Morris: - "Folks, we're out of time! Tune in on March 16th to see the fallout from this brawl! Good night!"

Both men are pulled apart and restrained again. Each one is stll trying to break free and get to the other, jawing and and yelling at one another over all the commotion, which sends Eruption off the air.

[The scene unfolds inside the arena as the crowd is still buzzing from the intense match between Braddock and Ace Starr. Braddock, the hulking, menacing figure, stands tall in the ring, victorious over his opponent. Ace Starr lies motionless on the canvas, clearly defeated. Commentators Cliff Morris and Logan Acker are horrified by what they're witnessing.]

Cliff Morris: Ladies and gentlemen, this is just despicable! Braddock has already won the match, but he's not done yet!

Logan Acker: Absolutely, Cliff. This is crossing the line. Someone needs to put a stop to this!

[Braddock, fueled by his primal instincts, picks up Ace Starr, who can barely stand, and delivers several devastating meathook clotheslines, long after the bell has rung.]

Cliff Morris: Oh my God, enough is enough! Ace Starr is defenseless!

Logan Acker: This is sickening to watch. Where are the officials?!

[The commentators plead for more officials to intervene, but Braddock continues his assault, clearing the ring of any authority figures. Just as it seems like Braddock is about to deliver one final blow, a sudden eruption of cheers fills the arena as #1 Daron Smythe charges down the ramp, wielding a steel chair.]

Cliff Morris: Here comes Daron Smythe! Thank goodness!

Logan Acker: Smythe isn't going to stand idly by and watch this brutality. He's taking matters into his own hands!

[Smythe slides into the ring, steel chair in hand, and without hesitation, he swings with all his might at Braddock's head. The impact causes Braddock to stagger, but instead of crumbling, he laughs, blood trickling down his face. Smythe doesn't back down, though, as he follows up with a lightning-fast Yazuka Kick, sending Braddock crashing through the ropes and to the floor.]


Cliff Morris: What a strike by Smythe! He's taken the fight to Braddock!

Logan Acker: Braddock may be unstoppable, but Smythe is showing he's not afraid to stand up to him!

[An enraged Smythe seizes the moment, grabbing a microphone from ringside as the crowd roars in approval.]


Daron Smythe: Four weeks ago, BRADDOCK, you and I went one on one and you decided to lift me up and slam me on the cold, unforgiving concrete. I felt a pain I haven't felt in my entire lifetime. I blacked out, I don't even remember getting up and throwing fists your way. I don't remember cleaning up in the locker room and I certainly don't remember how or why I woke up in a hospital the next morning.

I was diagnosed with a concussion and damange to my C6 and C7 vertebrae. In fact, when my doctor first looked at my chart he asked me if I had just been in a car crash. He told me I needed to take some time off - that's why you didn't see me two weeks ago and why I wasn't scheduled tonight. In all reality, my doctor said I should take off six months to a year...

[Crowd yells in disappointment with this announcement]

...but you know me, I just couldn't sit still at home, thinking about what BRADDOCK did to me, seeing what BRADDOCK is doing to other people, it triggered something inside of me that I couldn't take anymore. There are so many people in wrestling right now talking about finishing their stories - and I'm still on that path - but I need to add another chapter to my story. That chapter? Oh...it's how I KICKED BRADDOCK'S ASS IN A HARDCORE MATCH AT ACCESS DENIED!!!

[Daron slams the microphone down in the middle of the ring and climbs to the second rope, throwing his hands in the air, soaking in the cheers from the approving audience, while BRADDOCK slinks up the ramp, nursing his wounds while simultaneously throwing a middle finger Smythe's way]


Cliff Morris: It sounds like we have a match for Access Denied! But is Smythe really physically ready to handle a hardcore match with the monster BRADDOCK?!

Logan Acker: Time will tell, Cliff. Tonight he looks like a million bucks, but in six weeks time, he might be earning a million dollar hospital bill!

[The crowd erupts into chants of "DARON! DARON! DARON!" as the camera fades to black, leaving the wrestling world buzzing with anticipation for the inevitable clash between these two titans.]

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





"Gangster's Paradise" by Coolio begins to play throughout the arena. The lights abruptly turn off all at once as the music continues to play. Seemingly hundreds of camera flashes begin lighting up the darkened arena then suddenly the curtain is thrown back and Robert Daniels and his wife Lauren emerge from behind the curtain...Daniels wears a very serious look upon his face, walking down the center of the runway with his wife in tow. He stops on the apron, holding the ropes open for his wife then wiping his boots before stepping through himself.

Emily Lyle - From Seattle, Washington, weighing two hundred and thirty five pounds, Robert Daniels!!

He circles the ring, removing his robe and sunglasses and handing them off to a stage hand. He climbs up on the turnbuckles and looks around at the crowd, enjoying the negative reaction as he talks trash right back to them. He tells the camera that he's the man before dropping down and fixing his wrist tape as the music ends.
Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!



The lights around the arena go dark. The drum beats begin slowly pounding until the few chords of Promentory begin playing. Smoke begins filling the stage area as the music builds to a slow climax. After a minute as the chords begin crunching and raising in intensity, Chevelle appears walking out on stage with the UWL World Heavyweight Championship around his waist.

Emily Lyle -
Ladies and gentlemen, From Bootjack, Missouri! Weighing in at 290 pounds! He is the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! CORRRY! CHEVELLLLLLE!

Chevelle makes his way through the smoke. His cold blue eyes focused on the ring. He springs up to the side apron and then hops over the ropes. The crowd is on its feet either booing or cheering the champion as he climbs the turnbuckle and removes the world title then raises it high for all to see. Chevelle hops down, handing the belt to the ref and turns his attention to his opponent.

Daniels runs at Chevelle but gets nailed with a hard clothesline, which staggers Daniels. Chevelle throws a hard right hand, which stumbles Daniels. Chevelle leans over, lifting Daniels up and throwing him down onto the mat with a bodyslam. Daniels lays on the mat as Chevelle runs at him, kicking him with a hard kick to the back of his head. Chevelle pulls Daniels up to his feet; he sends him into the ropes; Daniels bounces off the ropes; Chevelle goes for a clothesline; but Daniels ducks under the clothesline attempt. Daniels catches Chevelle in the back of his leg with a hard kick, followed by another kick, which sends Chevelle down to one knee. Daniels bounces off the ropes, running back at Chevelle and nailing him with a leg lariat. Daniels bounces up to his feet, and he turns staring at Chevelle as he stands on the ring apron, looking back into the ring.

Cliff Morris - Robert Daniels standing looking at Cory Chevelle as he moves around the ring.

Daniels runs into the ring, and Daniels makes the tag. Daniels starts throwing hard punches, landing in the face of Chevelle. Daniels grabs him around his arm to send him into the ropes, but Chevelle blocks it, pulling Daniels around, lifting him up, and sending him down with a sidewalk slam. Chevelle rises to his feet, moving slowly around the ring.

Chevelle steps through the ropes; he runs at Daniels, nailing him with a wild European uppercut, which staggers Daniels. Chevelle pulls Daniels toward him, grabbing him into a front facelock. He lifts him up, throwing Daniels back onto the mat with a snap suplex. Chevelle grabs Daniels, sending him into the ropes. Daniels bounces off the ropes, running back at Chevelle as he goes for a back elbow, but Daniels ducks under the back elbow attempt. Daniels grabs Chevelle before he can turn around into a side headlock. Daniels sends Chevelle staggering with a back elbow that sends him staggering across the ring. Chevelle staggers his feet back into the ropes, and Daniels charges at him, taking him over the top rope with a clothesline.

Cliff Morris - Cory Chevelle goes up and over the top rope!

Logan Acker - Robert Daniels needs to stay on the attack!

Chevelle staggers to his feet, and as he does, Daniels runs at him, taking him down onto the floor. Daniels throws wild punches at Chevelle as he lays over him on the floor. Chevelle pulls Daniels off of Chevelle, and as he does, Daniels dives through the ropes, taking Chevelle out. Daniels comes at Chevelle, nailing him over and over with repeated punches. He grabs him into a side headlock. They both go back to the ropes. Chevelle sends him off. Daniels comes off the ropes. Chevelle grabs him throwing him with a overhead belly to belly suplex. Chevelle turns grabbing Daniels and lifts him up and plants him down with the Silverback Brainbuster. He covers him, the referee counts.

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Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Cory Chevelle!!



Cliff Morris - Cory Chevelle looks on point as he heads for a collision with Jackson Burnside March 30th at Access Denied!

The show cuts to a break.