Big Cheese Title Match

It was clear going into the main event that TK-069 had his work cut out for him. The deck was stacked, with Louie Bastardo as the "Special Referee". Before the match began, Louie took an extra long time checking the champ for any "foreign objects". As Louie bent over to check TK's boots, King Snarf ran in and hit TK with a clothesline. The bell sounded, and the match "officially" began.

Louie made it a point to waggle his finger at King Snarf for his action as Snarf delivered blow after blow to TK. The champ was forced into a corner where Louie took his time counting, then pulling King Snarf out of the corner. King Snarf started to attack TK-069 again, but took a boot to the gut as TK fought his way out of the corner. The champ scooped King Snarf and delivered a body slam, but was delayed in going for a pin when Bastardo admonished him for "closed fists".

Monroe: That's not fair! Bastardo's full of it!

Madman: What are you talkin' about! TK's using fists! Louie's callin' it down the middle, ya big crybaby!


The match was back and forth as neither wrestler could gain the upper hand. Bastardo accused TK-069 of hair-pulling, which elicited laughter and boos from the crowd. King Snarf was a victim of a sidewalk slam from the champ, but was able to kick out as Louie counted to two.

Monroe: That was a slow count, ref!

Madman: (A bit surprised) Actually, that was right on the money, Mike. I told you he was calling it down the middle!


TK-069 threw King Snarf into the ropes, but missed the clothesline as he ducked the arm. King Snarf bounced off the opposite ropes and planned to try a flying cross-body, but TK had the same idea and the two crashed into each other and fell to the mat. At that point, it was only a question of who would recover first and use their finisher to win the match.

KIng Snarf was the first to his feet, and positioned the injured champion for an atomic drop that would cause him to bounce off the ropes and into the challenger's dreaded headlock. But as he turned to get the proper position to deliver the old-school move, one of TK's legs hit Louie Bastardo in the head, and the "Special Referee" was knocked out!

Madman: Omigawd! OmiGAWWWWD!!! Someone get help! The champion just knocked the ref out! Call the match!!! CALL THE MAAAAAAAAAAAAATCH!!!

Monroe: TK-069 had nothing to do with it! King Snarf's carelessness is the culprit! Finally we might get an even match!

Madman: Shut up, Monroe! Someone get the EMTs! Where's our GM? He needs to end this match and give King Snarf the title!!!


As King Snarf tried to revive his fallen manager, TK-069 was able to recover and lay in wait for King Snarf, then deliver the Orchepocalypse. As TK-069 hooked a leg, the crowd counted the pin. But, with no ref to give the official pin-count, the match had to continue. TK-069 made his way to the top rope and executed a Flying Negra and pinned King Snarf again. This time a ref made it to the ring in time to count:

1...

Monroe: The champ's got the pin! TK-069 will retain the title despite the Bastardo Family's efforts!

2...

Madman: This is a travesty! Someone should sue! Someone should sue someone else!!!

King Snarf kicked out!!!

The match became a battle of wills. Two battered warrior slugged it out, trying to regain the upper hand. King Snarf set TK-069 up for another atomic drop, but the champion was able to throw an elbow at the challenger's gut. TK landed on his feet, turned, and delivered a super-kick. But King Snarf ducked and a SECOND ref was laid out!

A third ref rushed to the ring as the two competitors, bloody from the match, traded blows. King Snarf dropped TK-069 with a Power Slam and then, taking a page from his old repertoire, ran to the ropes to execute a Wildsault. But King Snarf was rusty and overshot his opponent, hitting the third ref and knocking him to the floor.

With no ref to maintain order, the two competitors used any means to gain control of the match. TK used an uncharacteristic low-blow, then was able to get King Snarf into position for a pile-driver. But no ref meant no count. The audience was getting restless, demanding a ref and a clear victor.

Grimm rushed to the ring, ready to give the impatient crowd their champion. King Snarf was able to kick out of Grimm's two-count. As the competitors stood up, King Snarf punched TK in the gut then, grabbing him by the tights and the back of the neck, blindly threw him into the corner, where TK hit the pole face-first. King Snarf stumbled to the corner, pulled out his obviously unconscious foe, and slapped the headlock on him. Grimm, stunned, didn't move. King Snarf started screaming at Grimm to make the count. Grimm raised TK's limp arm and let it fall to the mat.

1.

Grimm paused, then lifted the arm again. The champ's hand hit the canvas.

2.

A longer pause. Grimm clearly did not want to finish the count. King Snarf was screaming again! After a moment, Grimm, with hatred in his eyes, raised the arm one last time.

THUD!!!

3!

The show closed with King Snarf celebrating his victory in the ring, brandishing the Big Cheese Title and mocking Grimm with it. Grimm glares in anger and disgust at the display as we fade out...

snarf's music plays and he celebrates as grimm reluctantly hands him the belt. show closes as grimm and snarf stare each other down, snarf brandishing the title.


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