FRONTIER returns home to the Southampton Guildhall and what a show we had. Lot of excitement and special returns to go along with major title matches and breaking news announcements. We promised the third anniversary show would not to disappoint and it certainly did not.
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Our started out with the return of former GFC Champion and one of the original members of Pro-Wrestling Frontier going one on one with the one of the newest members of the Pr-Wrestling Frontier. Sean has made no bones about his desire for the GFC Heavyweight championship match. A win here would go a long way in making that happen.
Sean Sands vs. Alex Jones
Once the bell rang, the two competitors slowly circled the ring before meeting in the center and shaking hands. After they back up, the two men slowly circle the ring once more before meeting in the center and locking up again. Alex got the upper hand as he got Sean in a headlock, before driving multiple fists into Sean’s skull. Alex then let go of the headlock, forcing Sean to stumble backwards, before charging forward, wrapping his legs around Sean’s head and sending him flying up in the air before he landed on the mat with a thud. Sean, unknowingly, proceeded to roll right out of the ring.
Not wanting to let Sands get any time to breathe, Jones quickly waited for Sands to get to his feet before charging forward, jumping between the middle and top ropes, and crashing right into the Ohioan, sending Sands hitting the barricade! Sands fell to the ground, clutching the side of his ribs. The audience gave that move a mixed reaction, but most applauded the athleticism involved with it. Jones quickly got to his feet and grabbed Sands by the head, slowly getting him up to both feet before sending him crashing into the steel steps as the ref continued his count, then at 4. Jones, not wanting to lose, draw, or win this match by count out, grabbed Sands by the head again before rolling him back into the ring.
Jones slid back into the ring after the ref counted 6, and got to his feet. He pointed over to one corner and began making his way over to there, making a quick leap to the top turnbuckle. After trying to get the audience pumped up for his next move, Jones leaped off of the corner and went for the frog splash…only for Sands to roll out of the way, forcing Jones to crash and burn as he hit the mat! Sands slowly got to his feet and waited to Jones to get up to both before grabbing him from behind and getting him into a quick rollup pinfall!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Alex managed to get his shoulder up and kicked out from the pinfall, getting a mixed reaction. Both men quickly rolled up to both feet and Alex quickly nailed Sean in the gut before hooking his head and attempting to go for a suplex, but Sean quickly reversed it into a snap suplex of his own, slamming Alex right onto his back! Sean quickly got to his feet and began stomping away at Alex before slowly getting him up to both feet and irish whipping him into the nearest corner. Alex bounced hard off of the corner and slowly stumbled forward, only for Sean to catch him on the side of the head with a roundhouse kick!
Alex fell to the mat, but instead of going for the pin, Sean decided to go for the nearest corner and began climbing the turnbuckles. Once at the top, Sean began motioning for Alex to get to his feet. The former GFC champion turned towards the corner where Sean was perched at and the former FGA Heavyweight champion leaped off the corner, extending out his body, only for Alex to reverse it by nailing Sean right in the midsection with a dropkick, forcing Sean to writhe around the ring in pain. Alex quickly grabbed him by the head and slowly got him up to both feet before hooking his head and planting him onto the mat with a DDT! Alex slowly got to his feet and began motioning for Sean to get up to both feet, only to change his mind as he went forward and grabbed Sean, lifting him up to both shoulders before nailing him with Shellshock! The audience gave out another mixed reaction as Alex went for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-KICKOUT!
Jones shook his head as he grabbed Sands by the head once more and got him up to both feet before irish whipping him into the corner. Jones let out a roar before charging forward…only to be met with a boot to the face by Sands. This caused Jones to turn his back on Sands as he kept a hold on his face, Sands then charging forward and grabbed Jones’s head, planting him onto the mat with a bulldog! This got the audience clapping and giving another mixed reaction as Sands got to his feet and began motioning for Jones to get to his feet as he made his way behind him. Once Jones slowly got to his feet, Sands charge forward, leaped up, and hooked Jones’s head from behind before planting him onto the mat with Sand Attack! The audience knew the match was over as soon as Sands would hook both legs as they began counting along with the ref.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Your winner, Sean Sands!!!
Great match to open the night with. It’s always great to see Alex Jones, but tonight he just wasn’t able to pick up the win. Sean Sands is now one step closer to getting what he is asking for. Actually a big step closer. Before we can think about that we have to see what else happens tonight. That starts with out next match.
A winning streak verses a losing streak. Will they both continue or will they both snap? Lets get to the match and find out.
Michael Hopkins vs. Joey Edwards
Michael Hopkins is a perennial threat in FRONTIER, never too far from the World Championship scene. Joey Edwards meanwhile has been putting in some impressive performances, and has some big wins to his name. Needless to say, the fans were stoked for this one!
And they weren’t disappointed. This was a close, very physical, very back and forth match. In the early feeling out stages neither man could get a definitive advantage, with Michael’s strength and Joey’s dexterity both coming into play often for some unexpected counters. In the end, after several minutes have elapsed, it’s advantage: Hopkins as he blocks a German suplex, standing switch, backstabber! He goes for the Dim Dianc, that vicious triangle choke, but Joey fights out before it can be fully locked on. Nonetheless, Hopkins definitely has momentum in his favour now and he makes the most of it with ring-rattling slams punctuated with kicks and clotheslines which turn Edwards inside out. The crowd chants along wildly with his trademark kicks to the stomach, but as he goes for the roundhouse to the head to complete Let’s Play Football, Bitch, Joey schoolboys him into a pin! One…two… thre..KICKOUT!
Michael backs up into the ropes and goes for a big knee, but Joey drops and pulls the top rope down, spilling the Welsh Dragon over the top. Edwards runs the ropes himself, comes back and drops into a roll to sail right over the top with a tope rolling thunder! Hopkins is winded badly, while the fans go nuts for the impressive move. Joey’s in his element on the outside, taking advantage of being surrounded by hard objects to brutalise Michael’s body. It’s only under the impending threat of countout that he rolls Michael into the ring… and then he rolls him right back out again to continue the beating! It’s not long though before the ref orders him to bring it back between the ropes, and Edwards obliges after a moment’s hesitation.
He continues to work on Michael within the ring now, and the Briton seems to be fading, much to the disapproval of the Southampton crowd. Edwards prepares for an inverted DDT to end this … until Hopkins spins round and drives him to the mat, looking for the Dim Dianc again! The fans cheer – but Joey keeps his head and fights out of it again, and cuts off Michael’s comeback with a well-placed boot to the skull. He whips him into the corner and charges in with a flying clothesline, then rolls him back into the middle of the ring and works him over with a few jumping strikes. Once he’s satisfied, he steps out to the corner and climbs, throws up a Rebellion gesture for a moment, then sails off in an imploding 450… ONLY TO BE SPEARED RIGHT OUT THE AIR! DRAGON TACKLE!
Despite being visibly woozy, Michael takes advantage of Joey’s winded state and goes for Dim Dianc for the third time… and it’s the charm! He gets it locked in! Joey fights and struggles, inching closer and closer to the rope, but Michael rolls over and brings him back to the centre of the ring. That, as they say, is that, as Joey taps out.
Your winner, Michael Hopkins!!!
Hopkins with the win, which mean his losing streak is over! Can this be the start of a winning streak? Can he turn this into a spring board he needs to get back in the main event scene? Edwards has nothing to hang his head about. I trust he’ll be back on the winning ways before long.
Jon Collins & Laurel Anne Hardy vs. The Filth
Sylar Drake’s return to FRONTIER is perhaps not the homecoming many had envisioned, as he’s showered with deafening boos and a chorus of “You sold out!”. He and his Filth stablemate Sterling Everett don’t pay their reception much attention; they seem focused on the task before them. A win here tonight over one half of the champions and one half of their next challengers – not to mention perhaps the most popular individuals on the EXODUS and FRONTIER rosters respectively – would surely give them a strong case for a title shot. Speaking of whom, Hardy and Collins make separate entrances, and seem to be paying more attention to each other than to The Filth. As Collins raises his GFC World Tag Team Championship to a mixed reception, Hardy’s leaning casually against the ropes behind him and gestures to herself. Sterling points to her angrily and then to his own waist, indicating that the GFC World Tag Team Championship belongs with The Filth.
Sylar and Hardy start, and their fast paced dance of mat work mixed with running, agile strikes as they both try to get the upper hand excites the crowd. Unsurprisingly, they’re one hundred per cent behind Laurel, and she channels it into some stunning takedowns which put the Filth recruit on the back foot. Jonathan indicates that he wants to teach Sylar a lesson, so Laurel tags him in, and the EXODUS boss starts going to town on his former protege with zeal. The Godfather and the Dragon tag a couple more times, and Drake just can’t get to his corner to tag in… until he ducks a springboard crossbody from Laurel! She bounces up, clutching her stomach in pain, and he hauls her over his shoulders… spins her out into the piledriver he calls Attack on Titan! He rolls back and slaps Everett’s hand, and the Birmingham Bruiser finally charges into the fray like a freight train.
From there, it’s all Filth, cutting the ring in half and combining their strengths to take over the match. Both Hardy and Collins are able to put their veteran experience to good use at multiple different points and break free to get the hot tag for their partner to clean house – but every time, The Filth find some manoeuvre or other (clean or otherwise) to regain control in time. Drake and Everett are certainly working well together while the first-time partners Hardy and Collins, despite all their separate tag team experience, are failing to find the same kind of connection – perhaps unable to fully get past the fact that in one day they’ll be facing each other for the GFC World Tag Team Championship?
Things finally turn around for them when Laurel’s able to block a discus lariat from Sterling and cross his arms against themselves. She leaps sideways, kicks off the middle feet with both ropes – SPRINGBOARD LABAI! And she follows up with a back roundhouse that almost takes his head off before tagging in Jonathan. Collins cuts The Filth members’ tag attempt off and starts punishing Everett with strikes and then fast paced throws. Sylar tries to get into the ring, but Jon spots it and knocks him from the apron. He turns to find Sterling rising, so he whips him into the corner, twisting the throw as he releases him so that Sterling ends up hitting the buckles laterally. As he tries to disentangle himself, Jonathan is already charging in with the double knees to hit the Extinction Agenda! Collins throws Everett down to the mat, but Drake reaches through the ropes to trip his onetime mentor before the pin attempt can be made. He doesn’t get a chance to do any more damage though, as Hardy rushes across the ring and flips over onto him with a somersault tope, crushing him against the guardrail!
Jonathan glances over to that scene as he gets up – and that costs him as Sterling grabs his right leg and wrenches it down. The bad right knee hits the mat hard, and while both men take some time to get up, the advantage goes to the Birmingham Bruiser who finds a chop block. He and Sylar, spotting a chance to cause some pain, continue to work over the knee; several times, Jonathan comes within inches of tagging Laurel only to be dragged back for more punishment.
But when Sylar goes for a butterfly hold, no doubt looking for his Rule, Britannia butterfly brainbuster or cross armbar, Jonathan raises his arms and slips down out of his grasp. The second it takes Sylar to regroup is all the veteran needs to snap off a superkick, although it does his knee no favours and the agony on his face is palpable. Nonetheless he jumps across the ring and finds the tag to Hardy, who vaults in and drops Drake with the somersault leg drop she calls The Poseidon Misadventure. Hardy and Drake go back at it, mirroring their encounter which opened the match – this time Sylar, with the better conditioning, gets the upper hand, although Hardy’s finding enough of her trademark big counters to keep from getting put down. Drake makes a tag to Sterling, but with a slower opponent, that actually seems to do Hardy a favour and she picks up a second wind. Sterling just can’t catch Laurel, until she ducks a lariat attempt and goes to bounce off the far ropes – when Sylar leans over the top and spits out a cloud of poison mist, right in her face! She stumbles to the mat, and Sterling takes advantage by flipping her up into a crucifix… her launches her back down… FILTHY KILL! Collins limps in to make the save, but too slowly and Sylar cuts him off with an Infinity Knee strike while Everett pins Hardy to pick up the win.
Drake and Collins, the two former friends, continue brawling and trading wild blows while Everett smacks Hardy a few more times then drags her down to ringside. He twists her hair round his fist and holds her face – still stained black all over with his tag team partner’s poison mist – and hocks up a thick loogie, and spits it right between her eyes.
Sterling Everett: Fight. For. FILTH!
As you can probably guess, the crowd are booing him like crazy, but I don’t think he cares. He and Sylar Drake have just made a very big statement in FRONTIER’s tag team scene! Sylar takes Jonathan out by slamming the knee into the guardrail, then yells down at him that the Saint of Violence never really cared about him, only himself. While the impromptu champion-and-challenger tag team are left beaten at ringside – one clutching his knee and biting back the agony with screwed-up eyes, the other groggily trying to haul herself upright with spit and black slime dripping down her face – The Filth members back up to the stage with their arms raised proudly. Frank Wiland meets them with a mic, and announces that The Filth have already beaten one Dragon tonight, and in just a few minutes he’ll do the same to the other.
Your winner, The Filth!!!
How will this lose effect the GFC Tag team Championship match in Exodus tomorrow when Collins and Scott defend against the Evangalista and Hardy? What will be said about the Filths cowardly actions after the match? How will Evangalista respond against Frank in our next match up?
Evangelista (c) vs. Frank Wiland – GFC Commonwealth Championship
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is for the GFC Commonwealth Championship, scheduled for five rounds!”
Frank Wiland was first to enter, but entered the arena alone and devoid of his usual smirkness and condescendence. However; the crowd didn’t show him any love, nor he them. Evangelista, on the other hand, had a whole building on her side. With the support of the crowd and the champion’s advantage, she appeared to be well in control as both competitors approached Sal Mancini in the center of the ring.
Sal reminded both competitors of the rules: each round will last for five minutes, there will be no closed fist strikes to the face or head, there is a ten second knockdown rule in effect, and disqualification results in the loss of the championship. Eva and Frank were asked to shake hands.
Both refused.
Sal shrugged, audibly said “fuck it” and backed away, instructing each competitor to their corners. The bell rang to begin the first round, with Evangelista and Frank Wiland stepped out into the center of the ring with the crowd cheering on.
Eva went low, Frank sidestepping. She quickly got back to her feet. moving around swiftly. Frank lunged out, but Eva rolled away. The two met, locking up and thrusting forward to jockey for an opening advantage. Eva maveuvered into a test of strength lock, with Frank pushing forward. Eva drops to one knee, then slides a foot through the arms to spin around, rolling Frank over with an armdrag variant. Eva moves around into a Fijuwara armbar, using the move to bring Frank back up to his feet. Eva twists the arm around, using it to flip Frank over her shoulder and down onto the canvas. Eva holds onto the arm and headstands, but swings her legs down and lands on Frank’s outstretched arm with a senton. Moving to her feet quickly, Frank rolls over and clutches his arm as he rises to one knee. Eva walks over to him, grabbing at the arm. Frank steps behind her, going for a waistlock and a German suplex. Eva kicks her legs, bringing them back to the mat. Frank lifts her up again. Eva gets her feet uder the armpits, going for a victory roll. Frank Wilans catches her legs, pulls her back up, and brings her down with a wheelbarrow suplex! He holds onto the waistlock! He lifts her for a German…no, pushed her back down! Grabs the legs…TWO wheelbarrow suplexes! Eva goes right up and over! Frank holds he, could be one more time…RIGHT OFF THE CANVAS BY HER WAIST! FRANK WILAND THROWS EVANGELISTA AROUND LIKE A RAGDOLL AND DROPS HER WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!
For the first time, Sal has to make a ten count. Eva is moving, but still lays on the mat at “three!” Frank takes a breather in the corner, turning around on “four!” and looking back at Eva, who looks up on “five!” “Six!” and “seven!” pass before Frank grins down at Eva. On “nine!” Frank rushes in to attempt a cover on Eva, but is rolled up into a small package!
One! Two!
Frank kicks out! Frank is mad about being outsmarted by the champ! But he’ll have to wait for round two to get any kind of revenge…
On the second round, Frank shoves Eva back from the get-go into the corner, rushing in to smash her and keep her there. Frank uses a forearm to keep her back, then a couple more for the earlier embarassment. Frank lifts Eva up onto the second pad, then climbs up with her. Frank must have a superplex in mind…he’s on the middle rope, Eva is on the top…wait, Eva’s free! Eva grbs his arm…ARMBAR TAKEDOWN FROM THE TOP ROPE! Eva hurt her tailbone just as bad as Frank hurt his arm, I think! Evangelista holds onto her lower back, on all fours and crawling to the ropes…Frank lays on the mat holding his arm…the crowd’s on their feet! Sal has to count both of them!
“One! Two! Three! Four! Five!”
Eva pulls herself up on the ropes and stands, while Frank sits up and starts crawling to his feet. “Seven!” passes before Eva lets go of the ropes and Frank is standing without leaning on them. Eva stumbles forward a bit, and Frank rushes right in with a swinging neckbreaker-no, a side headlock….into a Russian leg sweep! Frank jumps high and drives an elbow into Eva’s back! Evangelista holds onto her back, as Frank begins to pull on her legs to bend her back…well, back!
Eva holds on, and doesn’t have long to wait – round two is over! Frank slams Eva’s legs down, getting up and looking at Sal Mancini with a look of aggression. Frank smiles, though, and goes to his corner without incident. Eva, oh the other hand, refuses assistance offered by Sal and makes it to hers where she collapses in, leaning against the corner breathing heavy.
Round three begins.
Eva fends Frank off as he tries to take Eva off her feet, but eventually can’t escape from a double underhook backbreaker. Frank holds down on her chin and legs, bowing her over. Sal checks for the submission, but he knew Evangelista wouldn’t give up so easily. Frank must have known too, because he let Eva go and shoved her back down onto the mat. Evangelista is holding her backtrying to avoid the start of another ten-count. Frank stomps at her to keep her down, drawing a loud chorus of boos. Frank leans down with another stomp, and Eva grabs his leg. Using a bodyscissors, Eva takes Frank down to the approval of the capacity crowd! Frank busts her legs open and breaks free, Eva gets back up…Frank blasts her with a back elbow! Eva slams into the canvas…Frank rolls her onto her stomach and STANDING MOONSAULT TO THE BACK! Frank rolls her over again and goes for the pin before Eva can react!
One!
Two!
THREE! Boos rain down! Frank Wiland just beat Evangelista for the GFC Commownealth Championship…
“Your winner, by pinfall…”
The bell rings once, but Sal waves it off. Frank is suspended in air celebrating when Sal tells him the bad news: Eva got a foot on the bottom rope! Frank is in disbelief! “No, you’re ribbing me, right?” Sal Mancini’s word is bond! This match is still going! Frank is livid now! He grabs Eva and jerks her to her feet…Eva turns him around! She’s got him by the neck and turned him over! The chest is exposed! SLAM! Forearm to the chest! SLAM! Another one! SLAM! Frank blocks this one with his arms out…
LIME STREET LOOP!
Dragon sleeper? Check!
Double leg grpevine? Check!
Frank Wiland tapping out?
…
Not yet…
…she’s got him down, she’s pulling on it…
….Frank’s got his arms out…
…Sal’s in position…
…and Frank taps!
Your winner, by submission, and still GFC Commonwealth Champion…Evangelista!!!
I’m sure Frank will have plenty to say about that lose, but all that matters is Evangelista is walking out still the champion. Now lets move on to the newest Lasiewicz to the roster against the confident new comer in James Peterson
Jessica Lasiewicz vs. James Peterson
Both competitors avoided actually shaking hands as the ref called for the bell. Jessica Lasiewicz quickly tried to make the first attack, charging right at James Peterson and catching him off guard as she hit him with two raised knees, knocking him into the corner. Jessica then began driving multiple kicks to his chest, almost leaving him out of breath once the ref managed to pull her away. But, Jessica wasn’t finished as she pulled away from the ref and grabbed James by the head, dragging him out of the corner, only for James to nail her with a forearm smash, forcing her to back off.
James then proceeded to catch her with multiple forearm smashes to the face, forcing her almost back into the opposite corner before kicking her in the gut. He then proceeded to hook her head before hitting a quick snap suplex. But the suplex didn’t keep her down for long as she slowly got up to both feet after James got up to his first. This allowed James to grab her head from behind and drive it into the mat before turning her over and going for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
James, not satisfied with the fact that he only got a two count, proceeded to grab Jessica’s legs and turned her over, locking in a Boston Crab. Jessica struggled with the submission maneuver as the larger man continue to tighten the grip of the submission. Eventually, Jessica was able to turn it around and managed to kick away at James before getting up to both feet. He came charging in, but she caught him with a quick dropkick on the chest that knocked him onto the mat. When he got up to his feet, he was met with Our Lady Peace, her very own bicycle kick connecting with the jaw of James before she dropped down and went for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Lasiewicz was not happy that Peterson managed to kick out, so she decided to do a bit of high flying as she headed to the corner and climbed up to all three turnbuckles. Once at the top, she jumped off and attempted an elbow drop, but James managed to roll out of the way! As she slowly got up, James ran in and caught her with a clothesline. She quickly got up and was grabbed and tossed up a few inches before being nailed with a European uppercut! James quickly went for the cover after performing that move!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Peterson slammed the mat in frustration before he got to his feet and backed up into a corner, motioning for Jessica to get to her feet. Jessica slowly got to her feet, holding her jaw in pain, before turning around and getting drilled with a spear to a huge pop from the English audience! James went for yet another cover!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-KICKOUT!
The audience was almost stunned that Jessica had managed to kick out and James seemed to get a bit frustrated. He quickly grabbed her by the head and went to pick her up, only for Jessica to sweep him by the legs, knocking him down onto the mat before grabbing his legs and locking Four Card Trick! After nearly thirty seconds of trying to fight against the maneuver, James tapped the mat furiously, ending the match!
Your winner, Jessica Lasiewicz!!!
Few, if any, can do a figure four better than Andreas Lasiewicz and he clearly passed that knowledge down to his very talented daughter. Peterson will have to go into the iPPV looking for a better result. Now time for the moment we’ve all been waiting for. The main event! After the count out ending to the last match a rematch was quickly scheduled with no count outs this go around.
Chandler Scott vs. Angelica Jones – No Countouts – GFC World Championship
As one would expect the crowd is behind the challenger, in hopes that the record breaking reign of Chandler Scott will come to an end on this night. Angelica Jones stares daggers at the champion as she taunts her while the referee calls for the bell. Angelica quickly charges forward as the bell rings and nails Chandler with a dropkick. The champ pops up only to be taken down with an arm drag and then a second dropkick. A somewhat frustrated Chandler Scott rolls out of the ring to try and regroup. A move the audience doesn’t like and let’s the champion know how they feel.
The book’s change to cheers as Angelica dives through the ropes at Chandler, but he manages to feel her coming and sides steps, causing the long time veteran to crash. Chandler grabs her by the head and pulls her up to her feet before nailing a powerslam on the floor. With a smirk Chandler pulls her back up and rolls Angelica back in the ring. He takes his time getting back in the ring, which allows Angelica to surprise him and a quick roll up. Chandler is up just after the one count and is to his feet in enough time to clothesline Jones as soon as she is up.
Chandler drops a knee down onto her face. Angelica, holding her face rolls to her feet and is grabbed Chandler to be irish whipped across the ring. Chandler meets her with a running knee lift that knocks Angelica back out of the ring. Chandler follows her outside. He hoists her up onto his shoulders and goes for a running power slam but Jones slips out and shoves him from behind sending him face first into the steel ring post. Angelica hops up onto the ring apron and waits. He gets to his feet and she charges forward and nails a hurricinrana off the apron to the outside taking him down. She rolls him back into the ring and then performs a springboard flying forearm smash. She covers and only gets a one before he powers out. She goes for an irish whip but he reverses and then catches her with a power slam.
Scott with a jumping knee drop. He follows it up by locking her in the Harvard Surfboard. The referee is in perfect position to ask for a submission but Jones shakes her head no. He eventuallybreaks it and then drops her with a back breaker. He covers and gets a two. He locks her up in an abdominal stretch. Jones still refuses to submit but the champion keeps the hold locked in tight. He breaks the hold as he sees she won’t quit just yet. He drops her with a swinging neck breaker and then follows it up with a jumping elbow drop. He covers and gets a two. He pulls her up and goes for a suplex but she floats over and strikes a back cracker.
Angelica with a bulldog takedown. She runs off the ropes and goes for a Divine Impact but Chandler moves out of the way. Jones amazingly lands on her feet. She runs forward and ducks under a Chandler clothesline attempt and then Angelica caps off a pele kick that takes Scott down. Jones nails the Stubborn Bitch kick to the side of his head as he attempts to rise back up. She runs off the ropes and nails a Divine Impact for a cover and a two. Jones pulls him up and sets him up for The Hot Shot but Chandler back drops out of it sending her over the top and crashing to the floor below.
Chandler follows her outside and whips her violently into the steel steps. He nails a stalling vertical suplex on the outside. Then he pulls her back up and nails her with a pump handle drop on the outside. He rolls her back into the ring and locks her in the Harvard Crab. Jones still won’t quit, despite the immense pain. He drags her out to the center just as she is about to reach the ropes. She fights again to the ropes and this time reaches them forcing a break. He gets up and waits for her to get back to her feet before going for the Harvard Hammer but she avoids contact, kicks him in the gut, and nails a double arm ddt. Jones climbs to the top and waits. Chandler gets back up and she leaps off, connecting with a van daminator. She goes back for the Divine Impact but Chandler gets his knees up just in time. She staggers back to her feet but gets drilled with the Harvard Hammer, unfortunately for Chandler the impact sends her to the outside.
He goes back outside and pulls her up and rolls her back into the ring. He goes for Valediction but Jones counters into a face buster. Chandler is up first followed by Angelica. Chandler with a knee lift. He nails a rib breaker and then a running forearm smash. He goes for a pile driver and connects. He covers but she gets a foot on the bottom rope! Chandler starts arguing with the referee about the count and that gives Jones time to recover. He turns around into a kip-up into a frankensteiner from Jones! Angelica goes up for a shooting star press but Chandler moves out of the way just in time. He pulls her up to her feet. He scoops her up but she floats over, spins him around, kicks him in the gut, and drills him with The Hot Shot out of nowhere! She covers…1! 2! 3!
Your winner and NEW GFC World Heavyweight Champion, Angelica Jones!!!
-VIDEO-
As the match ends, the lights in the arena go dark as the intro to “Dr. Wily (Part 2)” by NESkimos begins to play. After the “Stage Intro” portion of the song, it stops. The fans are left in the dark, cheering at the return of Madman Szalinski.
However, they’re cheers are cut short by the beginning of “Hey Baby, Here’s That Song You Wanted” by blessthefall begins to play afterwards. Stepping out from the entryway from backstage is Graham Clauson, microphone in hand. A mixed reaction comes through the crowd, but still more cheering than anything. Graham stares towards the ring, a smirk on his face.
“Well, well, well… If my biggest dream didn’t just come through. How does it feel, Chandler? Hmm? How does it feel to finally have the dingo come in and take your baby from you?”
Chandler, still groggy from his loss, stares at Graham as he clutches the ropes to bring himself up to stand.
“Thing is, I’ve got even bigger news than your title loss, my friend. You see, I figured I’d give you a bit of a tease with the intro to Madman’s entrance just to get your heart going… But it’s going to race even more after this…
Madman Szalinski is out of his coma, and is doing just fine and resting. However, he won’t be returning to FRONTIER in the foreseeable future as he is the current UTA World Champion. He, unlike you, is a true fighting champion and actually wants to fulfill his duties as a UTA roster member. But, as the co-owner of FRONTIER, he still has his obligations here. So, how do we fix that?
When it boils down to it, FRONTIER is a British company that doesn’t follow American laws. However, upon discussing the matter with legal teams in both countries, we have determined how this would go down. When Madman was in his coma, Ariel Shadows would become the person handling all of his affairs by proxy. However, Ariel cannot handle all of the affairs of her husband on her own. Previously, I had taken over all affairs regarding Cheap/Epic, formerly known as Cheap White Foam, in his absence. However, she did not want to also handle the affairs of being the co-owner of FRONTIER. Originally, via both Madman and Ariel, I had what is referred to in the United States as a “Springing Power of Attorney”, which allowed me to act on either of their behalf in the event one or both parties were to become incapacitated. In short, while Madman was in his coma, it is actually I who was the acting Co-Owner of FRONTIER alongside CJ Osborne…
But… Madman nor Ariel have not revoked my status as his acting party regarding FRONTIER, and it has been made clear to me that it is not being revoked…
So, in layman’s terms, I AM THE ACTING CO-OWNER OF FRONTIER WRESTLING, CHANDLER! THE GUY YOU IGNORED EVERY TIME YOU TURNED AROUND WHO WOULD’VE DONE EXACTLY WHAT OUR NEW CHAMPION DID TONIGHT IS NOW ONE OF YOUR BOSSES!
So, Chandler, I’m going to put it just as simply for you. You wanted to run to EXODUS and hide your championship away from any credible GFC contender. You basically stole the belt and ran like a pussy to some other promotion where you could be coddled and given shit on a platter! NOT ANYMORE! As long as Angelica is OUR champion, I WILL DO EVERYTHING IN MY POWER TO MAKE SURE YOU ARE NOT GRANTED ANOTHER WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP SHOT, INCLUDING YOUR LITTLE REMATCH CLAUSE! AND YES, I WILL PAY THE BREACH OF CONTRACT PENALTY FOR IT! YOU WANT TO RUN LIKE A LITTLE BITCH FROM HERE WITH OUR PROPERTY?! WELL, YOU ARE GOING TO LEARN TO EARN YOUR SHIT HERE AGAIN, CHANDLER! YOU START AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LADDER, AND YOU’RE GOING TO PROVE YOU DESERVE THAT SPOT YOU JUST LOST!
And if CJ doesn’t like it? Well, he can’t buy me out…”
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There are no words…. New champion and a new partial owner! The fall out from this night will be felt for a long time to come, that is for sure.