Odin

versus

Father John Ramsey

Hardcore Match

Referee: Chris Forrest

Writer: Paddy Stoate

JP: Folks, we re here in Jacksonville, Florida, and we've already had a hell of a night!

Sully: And it can only get better now!

JP: That s right, it s the rematch from last week, as Father John Ramsay goes one on one with Odin. These two had one hell of a fight last week, with the Father coming out on top, having made Odin submit to the Chicken Wing Cross Face!

Sully: After using a Low Blow!

JP: No way, Sully. It was a simple kick that went wrong. Father John Ramsay does not cheat. It s a matter of principle! He doesn't do things like that!

Sully: Ah, but this week, will he be able to win in a Hardcore match?

JP: I don t know, you have to use weapons in a Hardcore match, will Father John be up to it?

[As he says this, Shine, Jesus, Shine hits the PA, and Father John Ramsay enters to the hymn as the fans, who have seemed to realise their mistake about the Father, cheer him on. He approaches the ring, and does hesitate in getting in. He is not in the ring long before Odin s music, Into The Void by Nine Inch Nails, hits. The man comes out himself, and they catch each others eyes, staring one another down as Odin comes down the ramp. He slides into the ring, and the bell sounds as they square up. The smaller Ramsay lifts a hand into the air, looking for, believe it or not, a strength contest. Odin obliges, lifting his arm, but, as the hands are about to connect, Odin swings his leg and lands a vicious Low Blow!]

JP: Holy Moley!

Sully: Ouch!

[Odin stands over Ramsay, shouting How Do You Like That?! , then drops down for the cover. To his surprise, he only gets a two count. The fans boo the former heel as he picks up the Father, and lands a hard chop to the chest, forcing him into the turnbuckle. He begins to repeat this, hitting chop after chop until Ramsay's chest is completely red, and bleeding in a few places.]

JP: Oh my! Look at those chops! Father John Ramsay must be in real pain!

Sully: That looked pretty painful from me!

[Ramsay s head is lolling against the turnbuckle, and he is moaning in pain. Odin turns around and taunts the fans, who give him some cheers. However, when he turns around, Ramsay has shaken off the cobwebs, and rushes at him, landing a big Takedown that knocks Odin to the mat!]

JP: A Takedown by Ramsay!

[Ramsay then gets off Odin and lands a big stomp to the right shoulder, which he focused on last week also.]

JP: Uh-oh, looks like Ramsay is already looking to end it with the Chicken Wing Cross Face, he s already working the arm of Odin!

[Odin yells and holds his shoulder, slowly standing and turning to face Ramsay. The bigger man lunges, but Ramsay dances out of the way, causing Odin to run into the ropes and come flying back, right into the Chicken Wing! But no, Odin reverses, twisting Ramsay s arm and landing a German suplex that sends Ramsay rolling out of the ring!]

Sully: Ouch! That was not good!

JP: It looked pretty damn dangerous to me!

[Odin quickly follows John out of the ring, grabbing a steel chair on the way. As Ramsay stands, Odin swings the chair, but the Father ducks, causing the chair to hit the corner post, making a very loud clang.]

JP: Wowee! Imagine if that had been Father John's head!

[Odin drops the chair, and Ramsay turns around, running and landing a big Clothesline. He then rolls Odin into the ring and follows, heading for the turnbuckle.]

JP: What's this? Where is Ramsay going?

[He climbs onto the second rope, and looks to drop the elbow. Odin is lying flat, and Ramsay jumps, only to have Odin sit up at just the wrong time. Both heads collide, and there is a disgusting thud.]

JP: OH!

Sully: Holy crap!

[Both men are laid out flat, panting heavily. They don t look like giving up. Odin weakly raises a hand to his head, but that is it.]

JP: That was possibly the worst thing I have ever seen! Both men have got to be concussed or something!

Sully: Well, I hate to say it, but I think Grant August is gonna have to stop this match

[As he says this, both men very, very slowly start to move. Odin is the first up, trying to shake off the cobwebs, and he slips out of the ring, picking up the chair he had earlier. He then slides back in, and stalks Ramsay. The smaller man very slowly gets up, holding his head and, it seems, retching.]

JP: Uh-oh. That's one of the symptoms of concussion.

Sully: I'm not surprised!

[Ramsay looks pretty damned groggy, and, as he turns around, is in no condition to protect himself as Odin cracks the chair over his head, taking him down like he s been shot. Odin covers.]

JP: This is it, it's all over. There's no way Ramsay's gonna kick out of that.

[1.... 2... Ramsay kicks out!]

JP: OH MY GOD! Father John Ramsay just kicked out of a chairshot that would have induced a coma in a normal man!

[Odin looks furious, and picks up Ramsay, putting him on his shoulders. He then swings him for the Nightmare Snap, but John reverses, landing on his
feet and locking in the Chicken Wing Cross Face!]

JP: CROSS FACE! CROSS FACE! CROSS FACE!

Sully: Calm down, JP! Odin's got it covered!

[Both men are still standing, but Odin is rapidly fading. The referee asks if he wants to give it up, but Odin shakes his head. He is very quickly going red.]

JP: Odin's putting up a fight, but there s no way he can escape this move. It's lights out for Odin.

[Suddenly, however, Odin rolls backwards, putting Father John Ramsay in a tight Rollup! ...1... 2 Ramsay escapes, but has to break the hold to do so.]

Sully: What a reversal by Odin!

JP: It was good.

[Both men are now up on their feet very quickly, and they run at each other. Odin levels Ramsay with a massive Clothesline, then falls to his knees.]

JP: Ooh! That'll hurt tomorrow.

Sully: Yeah, and Ramsay won't remember why! Ha!

[Odin is panting, trying to suck in air after that Cross Face, and he very slowly stands, before heading out of the ring. He looks about under the apron, and finally comes out with a sledgehammer!]

JP: Oh no!

[Odin has a faint grin on his face as he gets into the ring, stalking Ramsay, who is slowly rising to his feet. As Ramsay turns, Odin runs with the sledgehammer, but Ramsay ducks! Odin runs right into the turnbuckle, and Ramsay turns around, grabbing his arm and pulling him down into the Chicken Wing!]

JP: Chicken Wing! It's been inevitable, and it's happening now!

Sully: Fight it, Odin, fight it!

[Odin is fighting it, veins sticking out in his neck and forehead, face going red. He is desperately trying to escape, arm flailing, but finally, he has no choice but to tap out! The bell rings, and Ramsay quickly releases the hold.]

JP: It's over!

Sully: Poor Odin!

JP: Two submission wins in two weeks for Father John Ramsay, what a run he's having!

Peter Santos: And your winner, through submission, Father John Ramsay!

[Ramsay, in the ring, stands up to his music, a blissful grin on his face. He doesn't last long though, as he collapses almost straight away. EMTs rush to the ring, half of them going to Odin, half to the Father, who we can hear saying "Where am I?"]

JP: What a hard-fought match! Ramsay, as I feared, is quite obviously concussed, and that puts quite a damper on his win.

Sully: What about Odin? He hasn't moved since being released from the Chicken Wing! That match was a heller, and I think it's time for a commercial!

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