2nd Veteran's Division Amateur Elimination Tournament Final Elimination Round!
“Summer vs. Big, Bad Bertha”
There was another pause in the action as Ms. Liberty dropped back down to the canvas after having been pulled up into a seated position to exchange a hug with Barbara, the woman who had just defeated her. Remaining flat on her back with her arms stretched overhead, Ms. Liberty did not move as Barbara knelt next to her, concerned for the veteran’s wellbeing. The doctor moved in, asking Barbara to step aside as he knelt down next to the flattened wrestler and checked on her condition. With a serious expression on his face, he called for the stretcher, just as he had done earlier for Cocoa. But this time, the concern seemed to be deeper as the injury related to Ms. Liberty’s back.
After having been pounded on mercilessly by Bertha in the first match, Ms. Liberty’s back was then subsequently rammed by Barbara at the end of her second match, although that second spine busting attack was unintentional. So as Barbara stood by, clearly distressed by her friend’s condition, Bertha sat back arrogantly at ringside with her legs crossed and a sinister smile on her face as she lit up a cigarette. She continued to watch with glee as Ms. Liberty’s voluptuous, battered body was gingerly pulled to ringside and then cautiously lowered onto the stretcher. As the prone veteran was wheeled past her, tears still rolling down her cheeks, the heartless Bertha could not resist the opportunity to deliver a final, humiliating comment after blowing a stream of smoke in Ms. Liberty’s direction.
”Good riddance ….. grandma!”
Following behind the stretcher, Barbara was appalled by Bertha’s callousness and confronted her. But as she prepared to reprimand the spiteful wrestler, Bertha blew another spray of smoke in Barbara’s face, causing the younger woman to cough loudly, unable to speak momentarily. By the time Barbara recovered from her coughing, Bertha had stood up and began to walk toward the ring.
Solely responsible for the injuries to both of her vanquished Veteran’s Division rivals, Bertha took sadistic pride in the fact that neither were able to leave the ring under their own power. The magnitude of her accomplishment was just being realized as Bertha had managed to eradicate a former champion and the most powerful Veteran’s Division wrestler in Cocoa, and then follow that up with the total annihilation of her most hated rival, the first and two time Veteran’s Division champion in Ms. Liberty. Each had been eliminated from the roster thanks, largely to Bertha’s efforts. So as she turned and cast a menacing glare at her next opponent before climbing up into the ring, Summer looked clearly intimidated as the introduction of their match began.
”We have now lost two of our Veteran’s Division wrestlers with Cocoa and Ms. Liberty’s elimination; Felizia and Barbara respectively taking their place on the roster. So now it’s time for the last match of the evening. Can I please have Big, Bad Bertha and Summer in the ring now.” ”
Already in the ring, Bertha circled it, moving toward Summer who began to walk toward the corner and climb up as well. Bertha flicked her cigarette in summer’s direction, the athletic blonde dodging it while staring up at her vile opponent. Making her way into the ring, summer skipped toward her corner, trying not to look intimidated, though it was clear that she was.
Bertha tried to make eye contact with the blonde, though summer avoided it, instead stretching against the ropes as she faced out toward the crowd. The bell then rang and summer bolted from the corner, circling the ring spryly as Bertha trudged forward, a smug expression on her face.
At 5’8” tall, Summer had a four inch height advantage over the pudgy veteran though Bertha outweighed her by forty pounds. The blonde continued to circle, but then darted toward the veteran who instantly reached forward to gouge at the blonde’s eyes. Summer avoided the attack however, blocking Bertha’s attempt while at the same time lifting her knee into Bertha’s soft gut. The blow doubled Bertha over and Summer instantly attacked, grabbing Bertha by the arm and tossing her into the corner. Within a second of Bertha’s back smacking against the turnbuckle, Summer charged at her and delivered a powerful dropkick to Bertha’s chest, jarring the veteran before she slumped forward with Summer landing at her feet.
The crowd cheered the cute, athletic blonde as she quickly got to her feet and rushed the ailing Bertha, but she was met with a straight right jab to her throat, Bertha pounding her knuckles into Summer’s windpipe. Most of the fans booed as Summer hobbled backward while grabbing her throat, clearing struggling to catch her breath. Bertha slowly pushed herself out of the corner and lumbered over to her gagging opponent, grabbing her by her blonde ponytail. She then pulled her head down before moving alongside her and sending a ferocious kick into the side of Summer’s head.
Faltering backward, Summer staggered away, clearly dazed by the violent blow to her head. She stumbled over against the ropes, facing out toward the crowd as she drooped onto them, Bertha pursuing her. The veteran marched up behind her, forcing her throat onto the top rope before reaching over and grabbing the middle rope and pulling it up to wrap the two cables around Summer’s head. Trapped between the ropes, Summer flailed her arms as the ref charged in to intervene, Bertha storming up behind the blonde before kicking her in the rear-end. The ref warned her to move back before he untangled Summer from the cables and then turned and issued a warning to Bertha. The veteran smirked at him as Summer turned and faced her opponent, leaning back against the ropes with her face red as she gasped for breath.
Moving in, Bertha locked arms with the blonde as the two began to struggle, Bertha forcing the younger woman back into the ropes as they continued to battle. It looked as if Bertha had not only gained a physical advantage over her less experienced foe, but also a psychological one as Summer seemed to be more worried about defending herself than trying to mount an offensive attack. Her eyes darted up and down as she tried to anticipate Bertha’s next move, but then finally, Summer surprised the veteran by grabbing her arm and spinning her around while twisting it behind Bertha’s back. As soon as Bertha was backed up against the blonde however, she uncorked a vicious elbow back into the blonde’s taut tummy with her free arm.
“OOHHHH!” shrieked the athletic newcomer as she relinquished her grip on Bertha’s arm, allowing the veteran to turn and grab her by the ponytail before dragging her toward the corner.
Once near the corner, Bertha veered Summer’s head back and slammed her face into the turnbuckle, the willowy blonde’s body shuddering as a result. With Summer again faltering forward in the corner, Bertha grabbed her by the ponytail, ripping her head up as she stood behind her. She then released the blonde ponytail and whirled her arms forward at shoulder height, in a circular motion to deliver an open handed bell clap to each of Summer’s ears.
The eardrum shattering attack left Summer again reeling as she stumbled away, her hands covering her squealing ears. Bertha meanwhile climbed up onto the middle ropes in the corner, waiting for her victim to stagger toward her. Disorientated, Summer awkwardly spun back toward Bertha, unaware that she was waiting and perched on the ropes. The veteran then leap-frogged forward, splattering herself against Summer as the two tumbled to the canvas, Bertha landing on top of the flattened blonde. She then slid up the front of Summer’s body, kneeling on her shoulders. The ref moved in as Summer tried to wriggle free, but Bertha then lifted her right knee and brutally rammed it against the side of Summer’s head. The blow numbed the newcomer as her body grew limp, her legs spread apart and flat to the canvas as Bertha knelt on her shoulders.
The blonde stared unintelligibly up at Bertha, her expression blank as her tongue stuck out of the corner of her mouth. The final blow had left her stupefied, and as the ref counted her out, it was unclear if she was able to comprehend what had just happened to her. Nonetheless the bell clanged loudly as Bertha stood up, the ref lifting her arm overhead as Summer remained flat on her back.
“The winner of our final match …. and the only veteran wrestler to retain her spot in the Veteran’s Division …… BIG ….. BAD ….. BERTHA!”
A loud chorus of boos serenaded the despicable Bertha, though a very discernible number of fans cheered her victory. Though Felizia and Barbara both had earned their right to join the Veteran’s Division, the night clearly belonged to Bertha as she had singlehandedly wreaked havoc on her opponents and her dominance had won her new fans, and earned newfound respect within the Veteran’s Division!
