versus

Jonny Fairplay

Singles Match

Referee: Brian Ford

Writer: Jason Williams

JP: It is now time to get the opening match underway Sully!

Sully: Johnny Fairplay versus the newcomer, Tony Aielli.

JP: Should be an exciting encounter to say the least.

Sully: And the place to find all this action and excitement is of course the MWF!

[The bell rings to signal the first match of the evening. The crowd in Lexington, Kentucky cheer ecstatically as Peter Santos stands in the middle of the ring, ready to make the announcement.]

JP: Two superstars looking to make it big here in the MwF.

Sully: Question is JP who will walk out the victor?

Peter Santos: Ladies and Gentlemen�

JP: The first match in Lexington is about to kick off!

Peter Santos: The following contest is a singles match, scheduled for one fall�

["Art Is Hard" by Cursive blasts out on the PA system as the capacity crowd gives a mixed reaction for the debut of "The Recluse" with the majority booing. Tony Aielli just nods at the jeers he receives as he calmly struts down the ramp way, heading to the ring.]

Peter Santos: First, from Bronx, New York, weighing in at 245 lbs he is "The Recluse" Tony Aielli!

[The crowd once again jeer at the introduction to Tony Aielli.]

JP: The crowd don't seem in favour of "The Recluse" tonight Sully.

Sully: I like the guy, why do the crowd despise such great talent and love fools like Troy Knight and Doomsday?

JP: Because they don't act like complete asses?

Sully: All these tremendous competitors I am in support of are similar to me, and I'm not an ass am I?

JP: No comment!

[Tony Aielli slides under the ropes, standing up in the ring as he starts talking trash to the crowd, obviously telling them to quieten down. Tony's music dies down as Peter Santos speaks once again.]

Peter Santos: And his opponent� from Manchester, England, weighing in at 245 lbs� Johnny Fairplay!

[Immediately "Cold As Ice" by MOP blasts out on the loud speakers as Johnny Fairplay stands at the top of the ramp way, absorbing the showering cheers as Tony looks on, seemingly disgusted.]

Sully: Both men weighing in at 245 pounds, which means this will be a balanced match-up

JP: Yes, but Johnny Flairplay is the bigger man, standing in at 6 foot 4 and Tony Aielli at 6 foot 2.

Sully: You're like the Wrestling guru aren't you JP?

JP: Very true young grasshopper

[Peter Santos takes a seat at ringside as referee Brian Ford takes his place in the middle of the ring. Johnny Fairplay eventually makes it in the ring, the fans cheering him on.]

JP: Johnny easily spotted as the fan favourite tonight.

Sully: I hate the general public.

JP: And I'm sure they can say the same about you Sully.

Sully: Who needs the fans when you got women waiting at the door?

JP: Those eighty year old pensioners after some money again Sully?

Sully: No!

[The bell rings once again to signal the match is indeed officially underway as Brian Ford steps back. Both men glare at one another, giving cold stares as the crowd clap in union, showing the energy in the air for the opening match.]

JP: The match hasn't even seen both superstars lock up and the crowd are acting as if they just seen Gutter Rat lose to someone like the MwF Champion Troy Knight!

Sully: Hey, leave Gutter Rat alone; what did he ever do to get under your skin?

JP: Ever since he became the proclaimed "Rat Bastard" I have always had hatred for the man, I don't like him one bit.

Sully: Will you please just concentrate on the match now JP? Have that in your priority list and stop worrying.

JP: Tony Aielli is known as such a powerful brawler, being very successful in DWA, being a former DWA World Champion.

Sully: He's achieved such a lot in his illustrious wrestling career but he gets no respect walking through those curtains?

[Johnny Fairplay moves towards "The Recluse" but Tony Aielli being the smaller man dodges the attack, nailing a hard kick to the spine of Johnny Fairplay who grunts in pain. Tony Aielli uses the opportunity to quickly capitalise as he hits a superkick to the back of Johnny Fairplay who falls to the mat. Tony Aielli quickly goes for the cover with the lateral press as Brian Ford administrates the count, 1� 2� kickout!]

Sully: Tony just got a near fall in what? Under a minute into the bout?

JP: Approximately half a minute Sully.

Sully: Wow!

[Tony Aielli looks at Brian Ford in frustration as he lifts Johnny Fairplay back up to a vertical base, nailing a body slam followed up with a leg drop. Tony Aielli then decides to climb up to the top rope, launching himself with hang time, hitting a perfected elbow drop to the chest of Johnny Fairplay who rolls to the outside, to gain his composure.]

JP: Wise move on the part of Johnny Fairplay, he needed the time to recuperate.

Sully: Get back in the ring you coward!

JP: Smart veteran move actually Sully.

Sully: What, running away?

JP: Not necessarily, if your opponent was gaining the upper advantage at the beginning of the match, it would be wise to roll to the outside to take a breather.

[Tony Aielli though soon follows after Johnny Fairplay, nailing a hard shot to the abdomen of Fairplay, who doubles over. Tony Aielli with a quick go behind, locking his arms around the waist of Johnny Fairplay and hitting a German Suplex on the outside as Brian Ford asks for both men to get back into the ring. Brain Ford starts his count, 1� 2� 3; Tony Aielli lifts a "spaghetti-legged" Johnny Fairplay to his feet 4� 5� 6, "The Recluse" throws Johnny Fairplay into the ring as Fairplay holds onto the back of his neck.]

JP: I can't believe it; Johnny Fairplay just got German suplexed on the concrete floor on the outside Sully!

Sully: Those mats aren't soft ladies and gentleman.

JP: Damn right!

[Tony Aielli enters the ring as he goes for a half nelson cover, 1� 2� but again, Johnny Fairplay gets a shoulder up. Tony Aielli looks at Brian Ford in disbelief, acknowledging he wants a three count but Brian Ford confirms it was only a two count. Tony Aielli lifts Fairplay back to his feet, hitting a devastating Inverted DDT. But Tony doesn't decide to go for the cover as he parades around the ring, arms raises in the air in triumph.]

JP: Not a smart move, he is wasting valuable time.

Sully: Wasting valuable time! He is embarrassing Johnny Fairplay, the man is down to the ground! He can't get to his feet because he knows he is beat.

[Tony Aielli grabs Johnny Fairplay by the hair and throws him into the corner, where he begins to unload with some furious right hands to the face and temple of Fairplay. The fans cheer on Fairplay for a comeback but Johnny collapses to both knees where Tony Aielli hits a hard boot to the face, into an immediate cover, 1� 2� another kickout! Tony looks frustrated once again, but this time doesn't argue with the ref, instead he grabs Johnny by the arm, but Johnny has over ideas as he rolls Tony Aielli up in a small package, 1� 2� kickout! Johnny gets to his feet but is knocked back down with a stiff clothesline from Tony Aielli.]

Sully: How dominant has Tony Aielli been? He is such an impressive man to watch and admire.

JP: I must admit, he has been in control from the very beginning.

Sully: It's just a matter of time before he decides to call for the end.

[Tony laughs sadistically as he shakes his head from the desperate move of Johnny Fairplay. Brian Ford looks on as "The Recluse" is back in control. Johnny Fairplay makes it back to his feet slowly as Tony Aielli kicks him in the gut and hits a snap suplex, but holds on as both men get to their feet once again. Tony Aielli looks for a second snap suplex, but Johnny Fairplay blocks this time. Johnny Fairplay then tries for his own suplex but Tony Aielli reverses in a sleeper hold position, and tries to turn it into the Neverender, but Johnny, down on one knee, fights out of it and hits a Russian leg sweep!]

JP: Johnny Fairplay with the Russian leg sweep but he can't go for the pinfall!

Sully: First decent move he's hit in the match, it won't put Tony Aielli away.

JP: May not finish Tony Aielli off, but may just buy him some time to get some offence in.

[Brian Ford reaches to seven as the crowd count along with him, but both men make it to their feet, using the ropes for leverage. Johnny whips himself off the ropes and hits a clothesline and follows up with a huge rolling neckbreaker, with the cover, 1� 2� kickout! Johnny Fairplay holds his head in shock for a few moments but realises what is at stake and picks Tony Aielli back up and hits an inverted atomic drop, runs against the ropes and hits a Superkick to the jaw of Tony Aielli.]

JP: Knockout! That has to be it; I saw some teeth fly out Sully! Honest to god! I swear!

Sully: Your hallucinating again you idiot!

JP: Coming from the guy who thinks he is a chick magnet.

Sully: What can I say? I was born with a gift!

[Johnny Fairplay however, doesn't go for the cover as he picks up Tony Aielli, Irish whips him into the ropes and on the rebound nailing a malicious Spinebuster, hooking the leg, 1� 2� thr-no! Tony Aielli just kicked out as Johnny Fairplay can't believe it, holding his head, wondering what it has to take to put "The Recluse" away for the three count.]

Sully: Both men fighting to their death to get the victory.

JP: Johnny Fairplay has come back strong, but what is the condition of his neck?

Sully: I must say, that german suplex on the outside earlier in the match must have had an effect on Johnny's well-being.

[Johnny calls for the end as the crowd cheer, clapping on Fairplay as a rather groggy Tony Aielli is crawling on his hands and knees. Tony uses his hands for support to push himself back up but as he turns around he meets the boot of Johnny Fairplay. Tony Aielli swings around and hits a discus clothesline on Johnny Fairplay.]

JP: What impact on that boot to the face of Tony Aielli!

Sully: Never mind the boot, did you hear the force when that discus clothesline made contact with the upper body of Johnny Fairplay?

JP: Both were hard blows.

[Johnny Fairplay falls into the ropes and comes back with a kick to the gut of Tony Aielli, looking for his finisher, the Paycheck but Tony Aielli avoids it, turning the move into a counter Powerbomb type move. Tony Aielli pounces onto the arm of Johnny Fairplay, hooking the arm and wrenching on the neck of Johnny Fairplay.]

Sully: The Neverender JP! This is it, Tony Aielli is about to win his debut match here in the MWF!

JP: Johnny Fairplay has to use all the power he can muster to fight his way out of this hold; otherwise I have to agree with Sully, it is the end for Fairplay.

[Tony Aielli leans back as far as he can, as Johnny looks to be in an awkward position, what with all the damage sustained on his neck. Brian Ford questions Johnny Fairplay if he wants to give it up, but he says no as he moves towards the ropes, trying to reach them, but he is not quite there yet. The crowd stomp their feet in a unique way, trying to rally on Johnny Fairplay.]

JP: Listen to the crowd Sully! They don't want Fairplay to give in, to submit, they want him to fight his way to the ropes.

Sully: Tell them to shutup then.

[Johnny Fairplay slowly begins to fade as his face goes a colour of red as Aielli shouts some abuse. Brian Ford checks the free arm of Johnny Fairplay, as he begins to see if there is any life left in the tank of Fairplay. He lifts the arm up once� it falls!]

JP: Remember, if the arm falls three times, Tony Aielli officially wins the match.

Sully: And we all leave happily.

JP: Somehow, I doubt that Sully.

[Brian Ford lifts Fairplay's arm up a second time and again it drops. It seems as if Fairplay is unconscious as Brian Ford lifts the arm up for the final time. Tony Aielli adds more pressure on the neck, by sitting back even more, screaming out for Fairplay to stay down. Brian Ford lets go of the arm, but somehow, someway, Fairplay's arm doesn't fall. The crowd look on in amazement as they roar in approval as Johnny Fairplay moves his free arm, nailing some elbows to the face of Tony Aielli.]

JP: I can't believe my eyes Sully, Johnny Fairplay won't quit. He just won't quit!

Sully: Tony must shoot him! That might work.

JP: Sully, don't say things like that you ignorant bastard!

Sully: I apologise ladies and gentleman� use an axe instead Tony!

JP: Sully!

[Johnny Fairplay fights out of the hold as he rolls out of the submission move and to his feet, but Tony Aielle still holding on like a ruthless animal, hooks both arms of Johnny Fairplay and lifts him in the air, allowing the blood to flow to the head of Fairplay and in one quick motion, Tony Aielli crashes down to the mat with Johnny Fairplay's head being driver into the mat hard. The crowd look on in astonishment.]

JP: THE RECLUSE! THE RECLUSE! THE RECLUSE!

Sully: He hit his finisher, The Recluse� Johnny Fairplay's head looked like it was put in a device!

JP: Johnny's head was drilled deep into the canvas Sully! That was awful!

[Tony Aielli has a sickening smile expressed across his face, as he wipes his mouth and goes for the cover, Brian Ford with the count, 1� 2� 3! The bell rings as Peter Santos makes the announcement.]

Peter Santos: Here is your winner, "The Recluse" Tony Aielli!

[Brian Ford raises the hands of Tony Aielli in triumph as "The Recluse" leans against the ropes, looking at the carnage and massacre he will be leaving at Dynamite.]

JP: The way Johnny landed after Tony Aielli hit The Recluse was just awful to replay back to you people, it was a band landing.

Sully: Crash landing would be a better interpretation JP. But come on, how relentless is Tony Aielli?

JP: That's for sure, well I hope Johnny Fairplay is alright and fights for another day.

Sully: I don't!

JP: Oh leave it be Sully, anyway folks, time for our next match, so don't go away!

[Cameras focus back on Tony Aielli heading up the ramp way, celebrating his win as the crowd respond with massive of boos.]

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