Connects. No knees. No
moving out of the way.
Tony: HE HITS IT! The doc hits it! But he’s not going for the cover…
he’s grabbing Chevalier’s legs!
Drew: What's he doing?
Tony: He’s just got to do his finisher… I hope it costs him the match!
Harry: It’s the Trimester Termination!
Dr. A flips Chevalier over
and puts on a modified, elevated Boston crab. The doc’s hands are up higher on Chevy’s
thighs and the legs are spread open wider. You get the imagery... he’s an
abortion doctor.
Tony: And Chevalier isn’t tapping… he’s not tapping.
Harry: That’s because he’s unconscious, doofus.
Tony: Al Racino is going to check Chevalier’s arm… he’s raising it to
see if it’s limp.
Dr. A: *under his breath* Nighty-night, snookums.
Chevalier’s arm falls.
Tony: I don’t think Al knows what to do!
Harry: Call it… its over!
Tony: He’s still got two more to go before the ref could do it.
But before that, the doc
releases the Trimester Termination.
Drew: What's he doing?
Tony: He’s flipping Chevalier over… I think he’s changed his mind. He
wants a pin.
The doc, still standing up,
places one foot on Chevalier’s now sky-facing body. He begins to pull something
out of his tights.
Tony: What's he got? Some kind of weapon?!
Drew: Looks like a emery board to me.
Dr. A begins filing his
nails.
Dr. A: *whistle*
Tony: What is Al going to do here?
Harry: Count! That’s what he needs to do! That’s a cover!
Al Racino goes down
reluctantly…
Tony: He doesn’t want to do it, but he has to… One…
Harry: Slow count! Slow count! It’s been three already in the time it
took him to count to one!
Two.
Tony: And he can’t make up his mind… will he put that hand down a third
time?
Harry: He has to!
Three. Al pulls himself up and turns to the ring table, waving his arm
to that bell-keeping dude.
Tony: The bell! God no! The bell! I can’t believe Dr. Abortion won it!
Harry: And he won it fair!
Amanda Hugnkis: …And your winner, still Dedication Champion… Dr. Abortion!!!