UKW British bash - Alexandra mills Batley
Frenzied attempt at getting ready an hour before I thought I needed to after loading my ticket email and realising it was 0910 and not 1020 my bus was due to depart - I switched out my SD card for the music to listen to in the gym and forgot to reset my alarm songs - hence no alarm - I was going to hit the jacuzzi in the gym for a bit - loosen me up before the journey. That obviously didn't happen. But I have my hip flask of jaegermeister, a bottle or two of beer and a tightly rolled change of clothes, time to hit the road...
Megabus - I don't know when the passengers got sensible on these things but the last couple of journeys have been boring as hell. I kind of miss the old days - From driving through floods and having obnoxiously loud conversations about where the emergency oars and lifejackets were, observing a failed chat up attempt lead to a live baptism, to being kept out of London to avoid running over Bruce Forsyth and his entourage as they did a live dance in the streets, which I can only assume was some kind of immortality ritual, because he's still here. How, how in the blue hell has that happened. Want my take on it? Here we go with the first random tangent of this post.
Brucie's dance routines can be traced back to ancient tribes of massive chinned homo-playyourcardsrighticus on now unpopulated islands in the south pacific, where tribal mass dance rituals took place, and gave them eternal life. This came with a caveat that people performing these rites would be less and less likely to conceive as couples. Around the age of 327, the tribal elders were so bored of living that they all would just walk off cliffs or into the sea. By the time the last of the women had taken the plunge, evolution had taken hold elsewhere and that particular phase in the ascent of man was brought to a close. Forsyth learned of the practice at a miss world competition he was at in his younger days during an undocumented *ahem* interview with one of the contestants, and he's been practising this ever since.
Anyhow, basically, the bus ride down to Leeds was uninteresting.
The accommodation was a strange thing - in that it wasn't a b&b like I thought it was going to b(e). I arrived at the address and then was walked down to where I was staying. A shared house with a spare room in it. Hey, it's crash space I've been in worse.
The train to Batley had me overhear one of the most ridiculous things I've ever heard an adult say to another adult - "we've got some of them in Selby, you don't need to go to Los Angeles for that" the only feasible thing I can imagine that being about would have been clouds.
You know those awkward moments when a child stares at you. That train journey also produced one of those. But thanks to an inquisitively purchased green tea latte (who thought that was a good idea), and a little spark of longing for self amusement, a solution was found:
a) calmly take a swig from the green tea latte with the lid off the cup.
b) part way through the swig, pull the crazy eyes and stare off into space.
c) slowly pull cup away from face revealing a slack jaw and green foamed milk from the latte around your mouth. Optional extra, slowly reposition head to acquire eye contact while still staring off into the distance.
d) enjoy the reaction. don't forget to stumble slowly off the train past them if you're getting off first.
Pre show pint at the cellar bar next to the train station. Rudgates Jerusalem (4%) - it's a pale, but so be it. It's going down quite nicely for a light one. Everards tiger next (4.2%) nice copper colour on this one, a little more malt but not much.
This is an actual wrestling gym, a bespoke customised one. - it looks good, the light is static, but it is just right. Black walls help with that. An ECW style brick print stage piece stands around the Union flag curtain at the entrance way and a well constructed commentary booth. There are a few empty seats, but I would say that could be down to the location, Tidal being tomorrow in Leeds, or people maybe not knowing about it. I can't wait until this goes to VOD, because the product looks absolutely fantastic.
Out of the three rings they have, set up on site, the one being used is the full sized show ring - there is a smaller one similar to the one used at a lot of events in Newcastle, and another which was not as high off the ground (like chikara's old ring, around half height).
The ring announcer is sporting an almost steampunk look, sans top hat.
Pre-show match Scar & Felicia vs James Thwaite and Rogue
To steal a bit from the OSW review podcast, Felicia is wearing a gold and purple ensemble, what barrrr is she? Definitely a crunchie, and a happy one at that! Felicia introduces us to Scar and gets the crowd warmed up.
Nice heel work by Rogue and Thwaite until Thwaite hits the ropes accidentally knocking her off the apron, and she storms off leaving Jamie on his Lonesome. That doesn't end well for him as Scar gets the win for his team. Great warm up to the show, and nice to see some of the academy with so much potential.
Officer Rogers vs Andrew Jepson (The man mountain) kicks us off.
Officer Rogers is asserting his "law and order of the ring" self-appointment very well here, and is quickly disliked by the audience.
Rogers could end up in trouble here - his attire is extremely close to actual police uniform. Is he going to arrest himself for impersonating an officer? There's a philosophical question for you. He starts by calling for a test of strength and starts to get an advantage. Jepson starts to reverse it and the officer grabs a headlock. The wrestling here is really slick and a pleasure to watch.
Two Shoulder blocks from Jepson, on the third one Rogers misses a front and reverse lariat, both ducked as Jepson is running the ropes before taking flight for it to knock him down.
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A fair bit of rule breaking to get the advantage by the Officer. The temptation to start a police brutality chant was resisted.
A chokeslam attempt by Jepson was reversed into a German suplex by Rogers.
Jepson takes the straps down - business is about to pick up. Rogers reverses the move Jepsen was setting up for. While Jepson is down, Rogers loses focus, and has a pop at a kid reading a book in the audience. Once he's said his piece he turns round straight into a chokeslam from Jepson to end it.
Rogers has a right go at the child afterwards until a parent intervenes and he freaks out, making a hasty exit.
We have a Handicap match next Juvenile Delinquent Callum Moorhouse (with Lana) and Cayman Carlisle vs Alpha Predator Rex Savage.
Savage is overpowering the two smaller opponents early until a drop toe hold onto the middle buckle. Stuns him long enough to let Carlisle and Moorhouse in with some quick and fast paced offence.
Lots of double teaming, which would seem to be the best strategy against someone the size of Savage (it's getting harder not to type Rampage when im looking at this guy)
Lana slaps from outside while he's draped over the second rope. Moorhouse uses his full bodyweight to drop over Savage, and slides over him to the outside where he works the crowd after landing on his feet. Moorhouse and Carlisle continue double teaming, strikes and dives to get the best of every advantage Savage gets. They each take an arm and lock on a cross arm breaker. Savage lifts both simultaneously and slams them back down. Hard. Awesome strength right there. That does it for this one - top notch match.
Das Wildcard Tommy Dillon comes to draped in a German flag - I didn't know he was German! Nice throwback to Nikolai Volkoff here with the heel promo, wanting to sing the German national anthem (badly), but being boo'd into oblivion
LRB is the opponent here, and he's coming draped in the St George cross to a massive reaction.
Flag lifting by both to rile up the crowd. Obviously Dillon isn't pleased with the result. So, he decides to give us another rendition of Deutschlandleid, and he wants to be shown respect. That doesn't happen. So he extracts it physically from LRB.
Dillon with a flag choke, top notch old school heel work here from the German. nice to see the persistent working of the leg leading into a figure four. Dillon started singing the anthem at him while he had him in the hold! Awesome. The hold is reversed by LRB, but goes into the ropes for the break. I've got to say I'm massively impressed with the use of the ring space from these guys.
Dillon delivers a Luftwaffe elbow from the ropes - I don't know if that's what it's called, but I'm going with it in the spirit of the gimmick.
An iron claw! Dillon is awesome - he's definitely staying on my radar for the future. Reversing the claw led to LRB regaining an advantage.
Two cutters to Dillon but his arm is under the ropes when the cover is made.
Dillon cheats again to get the win and puts his feet on the ropes just to add insult to injury.
Eliza Roux vs Rosemary up next. Eliza has the FFW belt with her. It's not on the line, but Rosemary's TNA one is.
TNA theme plays for Rosemary (as opposed to "the nobodies" by Marilyn Manson - it's going on VOD, so I'm guessing that's why we're treated to the Dale Oliver one) who's dealing well with a quiet crowd very well, nice Zombie/Girl from the Ring (the movie) type entrance. Eliza looks well spooked.
Rosemary licks her hands and runs them down her face, Eliza backs off. Rosemary wipes her hands on the referee's shirt, and then they lock up.
Nice arm work from Eliza. Spun to the outside by Rosemary, who keeps on top of Roux with strikes both outside and inside the ring, and a face bite/roar (I couldn't quite see for the bottom rope.)
Eliza's fear of Rosemary plays into this one nicely, Rosemary stopping Eliza mid-run with a scream.
Rolling chancery from the outside in by rosemary - Roux makes it to the ropes.
Roux dodges a corner run, Rosemary's shoulder goes straight into the post.
Eliza goes back to the arm. Rosemary uses a strategic bite to get out of an armbar
Head scissors over the rope from Rosemary who falls to the floor. As we get back into the ring, Eliza goes back to the arm.
After escaping, a spear by rosemary gets a two. Roux locks a double arm breaker in on rosemary when Moorhouse, Carlisle and Lana interfere to cost eliza the title via DQ
Lana took the mist to the face. An authority figure comes out, calls Moorhouse, Carlisle and Lana a disgrace and asks his friends from Lincoln to remove them.
Tommy Rider, the Ragency and a few others from Fight Factory in the audience stand up and throw the delinquent and his entourage out of the fire door.
Short Interval notes
Rosemary is really sweet
The delinquent entourage had to jump the fence to get back into the premises.
I'm noticing something here - there are a lot of great athletes in Newcastle, but I'm seeing more psychology and thought going into match structure elsewhere. If anyone is looking to travel to different schools, this place, house of pain and Fight Factory are definitely worth a visit. It's not a knock on the scene back home, and it may just be because I've been watching wrestling for so long that I'm not necessarily into the prevalent style, but going in cold with little to no knowledge of anything leading into the shows, I've been invested in a lot more characters quicker than anywhere else
Part two:
Josh and Joel Redgrave out for the tag tournament semi finals. Elis and Jay Jay Barker are the other contenders. I know they're the faces here, but I really hate Limp Bizkit to the point of suspicion of anyone who makes me listen to them.
Lots of fast action in this one.
Headbutt exchange with the Redgrave lad mocking Jay Jay's "king of the headbutts" moniker. Soon finding out exactly where it came from. The Barkers get the advantage.
A misfire on a leapfrog by one of the Barkers results in him taking a Redgrave inverted atomic drop.
The teamwork, and use the ring space here is phenomenal to see from guys this young.
The Barkers go over and into the finals of the tournament after an awesome sequence ending in a forearm strike to the back of the head of a Redgrave which looked like it knocked him clean out.
There's a Marshall amp in the ring. They snuck that one in, quietly.
Edward Crowley and Allie the axewoman are out. There's a guitar. It's an electric, so I can't see it getting broken over anyone - I know that shouldn't be an expectation, but I made the mistake looking at the dirt sheets earlier and there's a lot of talk about Jarrett wanting to involve himself in the uk scene. After a failed attempt at a riff, the guitar is being tuned by the ref who looks suspiciously like the vocalist from Chameleons (ask your parents - then listen to the "script of the bridge" album) if you squint and close one eye.
That guitar isn't working for Crowley. Anything can happen with live entertainment folks
His opponent for tonight, Hades makes his way to the ring.
Hades is sporting a hood like Terry Gordy era executioner hood for his entrance. in body at least. Looking at him, I keep thinking in watching a more agile Warlord (body wise at least - dude is in good shape)
Hades asserts his power against Crowley for the best part of this one, finishing it by making Crowley pass out to a gogoplata/hell's gate submission.
Academy championship open challenge - the jester Jay-Row Sporting a blue, band white outfit and jester hat.
Billy O'keefe answers... and so does Joe Nelson.
O'Keefe is on the short end of some nice double teaming by Nelson and Jay-Row. The focus is definitely on incapacitating him at this point.
The alliance breaks down when Nelson goes for a cover and Jay-Row breaks it up. Jester reminds him that it's his title they are fighting for.
Jester retains, another fantastically structured match.
Our main event is up next.
Dutch (fight factory champion) vs Lewy"Ripper" Paradise (UKW champion)
Lewy is a tanned "body guy".
I'm sitting with the fight factory contingent, the Agency isn't here to watch his back, so I'm into this one with an open mind. Who the hell am I Kidding, I'm behind Dutch. Lots of nice heel work by Dutch here, though the fight factory lot were out-chanting the UKW fans.
Duelling Lincoln/Yorkshire chants - Lewis seems a bit thrown off by how much support Dutch has. Looks like the response Paradise wants to give would result in a fine...
Champion vs champion with neither title on the line - this one is all about pride.
Very nice heel work by Dutch, "he's got the hair" had the ref confused/fooled, I couldn't tell which. Dutch being bald and all that. Careful positioning to obscure the ref's view of the face grabs/fish-hooking, and distraction with his belt, having the ref confiscate it and while handing it to the ring announcer grabbing a chair to sandwich between the top two turnbuckles was a nice touch - even though the whip reversal by Paradise sent his Dutch into it head first.
Hades came out to chokeslam paradise, and Dutch went over. Hades is the number one contender - that's that one explained then. Dutch and Hades shake hands to close out the show.
All in all, in ring this show was spot on it was a bonus and a half them having fight factory involved, especially since I'd enjoyed them so much at the engine shed in Lincoln, and the main event was Fantastic. I'm looking forward to coming back on my travels in the future.
Tuesday, 21 February 2017
Saturday, 18 February 2017
(P, PD, BRS) NORTH wrestling NCL3 - "were in this together"
NORTH ncl3 were in this together now,
Pre show pint - sorry, pizza at pizzastorm in the new Eldon square food court. Base dough freshly prepared, and pressed via the use of a massive clamp thing. Heavy machinery and pizza finally meet here. Is there anything more awesome than that? Big thumbs up on this one, loads of create your own pizza options, and still drinks on the refillable deal. Made of win. Definitely worth a visit.
To the venue, the main body of the riverside is very compact, dark, and getting full over half an hour before the show starts. A few more here than last time by the looks of it, which is always good. The presentation is fairly gritty, definitely feels like an underground fight club.
Ring announcer for tonight is Stevie Aaron though between the failing microphones (hey, technical difficulties happen to us all at times) and the annoying tool in front of me who decided to emit a low "booooooooooo" through everything he tried to say like a broken fridge wired up to an arse hole amplifier between the unfunny offensive chants. (that's the only time I'm mentioning you if you're reading this, you're not getting over on this blog for being a dick, and I did hear your name, but it's not gracing this page. And booing the rainbow flag? Fuck you) he had a hard night being heard.
Jumping John Myers is the ref for tonight.
The first contest takes some explanation: the Sons of Ulaìd have been screwing with Liam Slater and costing him matches. this was meant to be Slater and Dom Black vs the Sons of Ulaìd. Rory Coyle was suspended after laying out a fan called Lewis at the last show (hence the reference to the incident in the blog about the 3CW show. this left it as a handicap match (Dom Black and Liam Slater vs Bas Ban)
Dom Black was out to cut a promo about his love of wrestling and Newcastle. He gets round to introducing his tag partner, but instead gets Bas Ban. I was half expecting a hessian bag containing Slater, some corn syrup and red dye to be over his shoulder, alas no, Slater is nowhere to be seen.
So we have ourselves a singles match.
Mixed crowd support on this one, the Ulaìd boys have got themselves a bit of a following, but it does kind of seem like Dom is getting the "tag partner to the star" kind of reaction.
Part way through the match Martin Kirby appears to substitute for Slater and help out Black, doling out a series of excruciating head kicks, but gets thwarted by a mystery luchador who reveals himself as Rory Coyle. Coyle and Kirby brawl to the back while Bas Ban goes over with a vicious looking fall away slam.
We have a debut up next for Amir Jordan, who gives us an account of how he loves the area, but accidentally makes a John Prescott style cock-up referring to the famous Rupali curry house, which hasn't been there for a while now (Prescott - a labour MP made a reference in a tv interview to the Consett steelworks being the pride of the north east in the present tense, almost 10 years after it closed - there you go, obscure references ahoy, brought to you by pints, piledrivers and replacement bus services). It all goes a bit four lions when he gets his toy gun out. I think being called out on Rupali being closed down for ages put him off his stride a bit as he almost forgot he'd brought it. But hey, he recovered it well, and the ref and ring announcer selling it seemed to help.
Amir has his work cut out for him tonight, his opponent is Screwface.
An amusing chant of "works at B&Q" aimed at Screwface through this one, and a pretty decent match between the two. Jordan makes an impressive debut here.
Screwface would eventually get the win here, but Jordan definitely has a promising future.
Ht drake v Jimmy Havoc is our first half main event, and Havoc starts off by trying to intimidate Drake. It's not working.
The action spills out to the floor quickly and goes all over room.
Little bit of a slip on one of the dives Havoc went for, but he made up for it later on with an on target one. Havoc did seem more than a little focused on hitting the acid rainmaker through the match. Interference from the London Riots, a couple of cricket bat shots from Havoc, the New Nation come out to counteract and chase the Riots to the back. The Havoc goes over in this one, and the main event tag match is now no DQ.
David O'Docherty makes his way out to declare himself "king of the session, and proceeds to make an arse of himself by failing to down a tin of frosty jacks, elbow dropping his flat cap, then calling out "Queen of the session" Session moth Martina. O'Docherty has a surprise for Martina in the form of April Davids as opposition.
Session moth Martina is out and ready to fight both of them. She's not come alone as she's brought jack Sexsmith along for the ride.
The sheepskin coat wearing manager has another acquisition - body guy Roy Johnson. Roy tells O'Docherty that him and Jack trained together and are friends. But in this business, friendships don't matter. He proceeds to level Sexsmith, and cue an intergender match between the two teams.
Lots of nice back and forth here, April Davids is a machine and seemingly fearless. Here's hoping we see more of her.
Session moth Martina & Sexsmith go over with a middle rope codebreakerer.
O'Doherty kicks off at April and Roy for not getting the job done. They tell him where to go and walk off. Sexsmith and Martina celebrate, and humiliate him afterwards with "Mr cocko" (a mandible claw using a condom) and a bare back stinkface. Just to top it off, the del boy lookalike is treated to the session moth and Sexsmith dancing to the theme tune from only fools and horses while recovering.
Dunne vs Margera - hard core match.
Dunne is adamant that this isn't going to involve any weaponry. Margera has other ideas. Lots of plunder used here - highlights this one include Dunne pushing a cheese grater into the back of Margera, then smashing a chair over the cheese grater, Margera sending Dunne through a set of chairs and dustpan full of pins.
Dunne gets out the duplo, and takes a death valley driver onto the blocks, sealing his fate and Margera's vicrory
No DQ tag match - London Riots vs Nation
(Round 2 - Fight!)
Nation, being the faces here, get attacked for the quick start.
After incapacitating Primate, the Riots plant Henry with a spike tombstone on the stage. This sees Henry taken to the back and the Riots take control with a series of double team sequences on Primate including a cricket bat shot or two just for good measure.
Henry resurfaces upstairs, and dives into the Riots from the balcony. Nation dominate from here to get the win with a couple of awesome double team moves
In this rivalry, after the progress show in Sheffield, that leaves them at 1-1. Sunday the 19th in Leeds at Tidal's wipeout is the rubber match I guess.
The pint after was again in the hop & cleaver - Spectre Welsh stout - dark and smooth, just what I needed to be honest - though if i'd seen the coffee porter first I would have probably went for that. Anyhow, that's yer lot for this blog - if I can make it back to the next one I will. Haskins is booked for that one too.
Pre show pint - sorry, pizza at pizzastorm in the new Eldon square food court. Base dough freshly prepared, and pressed via the use of a massive clamp thing. Heavy machinery and pizza finally meet here. Is there anything more awesome than that? Big thumbs up on this one, loads of create your own pizza options, and still drinks on the refillable deal. Made of win. Definitely worth a visit.
To the venue, the main body of the riverside is very compact, dark, and getting full over half an hour before the show starts. A few more here than last time by the looks of it, which is always good. The presentation is fairly gritty, definitely feels like an underground fight club.
Ring announcer for tonight is Stevie Aaron though between the failing microphones (hey, technical difficulties happen to us all at times) and the annoying tool in front of me who decided to emit a low "booooooooooo" through everything he tried to say like a broken fridge wired up to an arse hole amplifier between the unfunny offensive chants. (that's the only time I'm mentioning you if you're reading this, you're not getting over on this blog for being a dick, and I did hear your name, but it's not gracing this page. And booing the rainbow flag? Fuck you) he had a hard night being heard.
Jumping John Myers is the ref for tonight.
The first contest takes some explanation: the Sons of Ulaìd have been screwing with Liam Slater and costing him matches. this was meant to be Slater and Dom Black vs the Sons of Ulaìd. Rory Coyle was suspended after laying out a fan called Lewis at the last show (hence the reference to the incident in the blog about the 3CW show. this left it as a handicap match (Dom Black and Liam Slater vs Bas Ban)
Dom Black was out to cut a promo about his love of wrestling and Newcastle. He gets round to introducing his tag partner, but instead gets Bas Ban. I was half expecting a hessian bag containing Slater, some corn syrup and red dye to be over his shoulder, alas no, Slater is nowhere to be seen.
So we have ourselves a singles match.
Mixed crowd support on this one, the Ulaìd boys have got themselves a bit of a following, but it does kind of seem like Dom is getting the "tag partner to the star" kind of reaction.
Part way through the match Martin Kirby appears to substitute for Slater and help out Black, doling out a series of excruciating head kicks, but gets thwarted by a mystery luchador who reveals himself as Rory Coyle. Coyle and Kirby brawl to the back while Bas Ban goes over with a vicious looking fall away slam.
We have a debut up next for Amir Jordan, who gives us an account of how he loves the area, but accidentally makes a John Prescott style cock-up referring to the famous Rupali curry house, which hasn't been there for a while now (Prescott - a labour MP made a reference in a tv interview to the Consett steelworks being the pride of the north east in the present tense, almost 10 years after it closed - there you go, obscure references ahoy, brought to you by pints, piledrivers and replacement bus services). It all goes a bit four lions when he gets his toy gun out. I think being called out on Rupali being closed down for ages put him off his stride a bit as he almost forgot he'd brought it. But hey, he recovered it well, and the ref and ring announcer selling it seemed to help.
Amir has his work cut out for him tonight, his opponent is Screwface.
An amusing chant of "works at B&Q" aimed at Screwface through this one, and a pretty decent match between the two. Jordan makes an impressive debut here.
Screwface would eventually get the win here, but Jordan definitely has a promising future.
Ht drake v Jimmy Havoc is our first half main event, and Havoc starts off by trying to intimidate Drake. It's not working.
The action spills out to the floor quickly and goes all over room.
Little bit of a slip on one of the dives Havoc went for, but he made up for it later on with an on target one. Havoc did seem more than a little focused on hitting the acid rainmaker through the match. Interference from the London Riots, a couple of cricket bat shots from Havoc, the New Nation come out to counteract and chase the Riots to the back. The Havoc goes over in this one, and the main event tag match is now no DQ.
David O'Docherty makes his way out to declare himself "king of the session, and proceeds to make an arse of himself by failing to down a tin of frosty jacks, elbow dropping his flat cap, then calling out "Queen of the session" Session moth Martina. O'Docherty has a surprise for Martina in the form of April Davids as opposition.
Session moth Martina is out and ready to fight both of them. She's not come alone as she's brought jack Sexsmith along for the ride.
The sheepskin coat wearing manager has another acquisition - body guy Roy Johnson. Roy tells O'Docherty that him and Jack trained together and are friends. But in this business, friendships don't matter. He proceeds to level Sexsmith, and cue an intergender match between the two teams.
Lots of nice back and forth here, April Davids is a machine and seemingly fearless. Here's hoping we see more of her.
Session moth Martina & Sexsmith go over with a middle rope codebreakerer.
O'Doherty kicks off at April and Roy for not getting the job done. They tell him where to go and walk off. Sexsmith and Martina celebrate, and humiliate him afterwards with "Mr cocko" (a mandible claw using a condom) and a bare back stinkface. Just to top it off, the del boy lookalike is treated to the session moth and Sexsmith dancing to the theme tune from only fools and horses while recovering.
Dunne vs Margera - hard core match.
Dunne is adamant that this isn't going to involve any weaponry. Margera has other ideas. Lots of plunder used here - highlights this one include Dunne pushing a cheese grater into the back of Margera, then smashing a chair over the cheese grater, Margera sending Dunne through a set of chairs and dustpan full of pins.
Dunne gets out the duplo, and takes a death valley driver onto the blocks, sealing his fate and Margera's vicrory
No DQ tag match - London Riots vs Nation
(Round 2 - Fight!)
Nation, being the faces here, get attacked for the quick start.
After incapacitating Primate, the Riots plant Henry with a spike tombstone on the stage. This sees Henry taken to the back and the Riots take control with a series of double team sequences on Primate including a cricket bat shot or two just for good measure.
Henry resurfaces upstairs, and dives into the Riots from the balcony. Nation dominate from here to get the win with a couple of awesome double team moves
In this rivalry, after the progress show in Sheffield, that leaves them at 1-1. Sunday the 19th in Leeds at Tidal's wipeout is the rubber match I guess.
The pint after was again in the hop & cleaver - Spectre Welsh stout - dark and smooth, just what I needed to be honest - though if i'd seen the coffee porter first I would have probably went for that. Anyhow, that's yer lot for this blog - if I can make it back to the next one I will. Haskins is booked for that one too.
Monday, 6 February 2017
Hell of a busy month!
February is turning out to be a massively busy month - I'm gutted that I didn't get to the first show of a local upstart company at heworth on Saturday gone, but I've got my eye on them for the next one.
Saturday coming there's two shows in Newcastle worth a look - W3L are on in ouseburn, for more of a mainstream entertainment based night, but there's also NORTH at the riverside - which I'll be going to, because I enjoyed the last one so much
Current plan for the week after is UKW in Batley and then Tidal at Church in Leeds (I did promise after the Darlington show I was going to go back when they were on their own turf.
The week after, there's two on the same night again in Newcastle - either Megaslam at the theatre royal or first class at the Wallsend memorial hall. Its a tough choice, but I'm leaning towards first class - two reasons, first is because I missed their north Shields one because I was going to Tidal in Darlington, and secondly, where I'm not normally that fussed about imports, Gangrel is one guy I've wanted to see live for years - in the less well received days of British wrestling, he was on a show I'd saved up to see, which got cancelled. So I'll finally get to see him - I might even wear a white shirt for the occasion in case of blood spit, it'll make a good souvineer!
March brings the freedoms road tapings in London with progress which I'll have to check if I'm allowed to blog about after as normal or if I have to wait until it's aired.
It's going to get busier and busier, and I love it - wrestling is booming - it's going to be a great ride!
Saturday coming there's two shows in Newcastle worth a look - W3L are on in ouseburn, for more of a mainstream entertainment based night, but there's also NORTH at the riverside - which I'll be going to, because I enjoyed the last one so much
Current plan for the week after is UKW in Batley and then Tidal at Church in Leeds (I did promise after the Darlington show I was going to go back when they were on their own turf.
The week after, there's two on the same night again in Newcastle - either Megaslam at the theatre royal or first class at the Wallsend memorial hall. Its a tough choice, but I'm leaning towards first class - two reasons, first is because I missed their north Shields one because I was going to Tidal in Darlington, and secondly, where I'm not normally that fussed about imports, Gangrel is one guy I've wanted to see live for years - in the less well received days of British wrestling, he was on a show I'd saved up to see, which got cancelled. So I'll finally get to see him - I might even wear a white shirt for the occasion in case of blood spit, it'll make a good souvineer!
March brings the freedoms road tapings in London with progress which I'll have to check if I'm allowed to blog about after as normal or if I have to wait until it's aired.
It's going to get busier and busier, and I love it - wrestling is booming - it's going to be a great ride!
(P, PD, BRS) Fight Factory Wrestling "origins" Lincoln Engine shed
FFW origins at the engine shed Lincoln
First off I have to say that the folks here are really helpful, extremely nice to deal with and complete professionals. I absolutely loved my experience here, and will definitely look to come back in the future.
Meet and greet - i might have made a bit of an arse of myself here. I normally don't do the meet and greet things on account of being a bit socially awkward, my encounter with the sandman a few years back at Eldon leisure pretty much sealed it for me on that one. I took the safe option and went to talk to one of the security guards, turns out he wasn't a security guard but the heel authority figure Shane Manson, who's Agency faction had won control of the main roster at the previous show. (I totally should have done my research first) he went easy on me though while remaining in character. I had a brief natter with the faces, then Magnus, then was going to go back to the heel table, but thought that locating my seat was probably a bit more important.
This is a really well set up and thought out venue, old school steel guard barriers, plain red brick walls, an entrance way and video screens that look straight out of a tv production unit. The lighting is top quality, and the audio is better than some of the 02 venues I've been to in the past. It's a 16x16 ring, with plenty of room around the outside. It looks sturdy and all of the turnbuckle pads are fixed and lined up correctly. The smaller details really can make a big difference.
I'm not the only one who has travelled for this - there's a family from Norwich who've made the journey up too! Great to see more people travelling to good wrestling
An extremely well produced video package highlighting some of the events of the last show and that this is a new beginning. Massively impressed with the A/V quality at this one, it was actually easier to figure out what was happening here than it was at the last WCPW tapings I went to where they condensed highlights of the ippv that hadn't aired at the time.
The ring announcer is out and we're ready to go - he's soon interrupted by Koss industries. Kosta K and Kip Sabian introduce themselves, then give us the low down on where they stand by calling the audience ugly in a variety of amusing fashions, before Kip tried it on with, and was quickly turned down by a member of the audience. Kosta K's request for someone to be brought out for them to hurt is answered with a Steamy Windows video including awesome comedy training montage. Steamy Windows consist of The steampunk sensation Edward Ripper, and the European champion, Dishonourable Dave Issac, who had been thrown together by circumstance and ended up sticking together.
Koss industries attack after DDI tried to get them to join in the fun with the 80s mullet wigs. lots of "suck it" references and snot rockets from Koss - nice ref distraction spots and illegal double teaming. Steamy Windows come back and start to get the upper hand - some great offence with a hint of comedy (heels falling into a 69 position after a corner attack then getting squashed together in said position via a rapidly decending steampunk, kosta wobbling about then falling head first into Sabian's knackers at one point after being stunned in the corner) - Koss end up going over after some chicanery. great opener, very entertaining. Sabian basically teabagged DDI for the pin following Koss' double team finisher. As Steamy Windows make their way to the back DDI is apparently confused at why he can taste balls and wonders if it's just him.
Miss Rebecca comes to the ring to introduce the academy match up next. Manson and the Agency may have won the match for control of the company, but the academy is hers, and they aren't going to take that away from her
Brett "Magic" Myers is challenging for the academy title. Champion Will Kroos makes his way down to the ring belt in hand.
This is another thing I have to mention, the belts here are awesome - they look really old school, almost like boxing belts. absolutely love it.
Kroos is much bigger than Myers so there is a bit of a David vs Goliath dynamic going on here. Myers gives it his best, but each time he would gain the upper hand, Kroos had an answer. The full stop came in the form of a vicious powerbomb from Kroos to retain the title. A valiant attempt by Myers, but Kroos was just too much for him this time.
Manson is back out with another suit who would appear sporadically through the night. I had no idea who this guy was, but he's silent, in a suit and with the Agency, so I'm getting the vibe that he bad.
The Agency make it known that they are our friends. Like in 1984 the party were our friends. Myers starts squaring up to them and is told in no uncertain terms that the agency aren't his friend, as Kroos levels him and joins the Agency. The Agency might not have control of the academy, but they now have the academy champion in their ranks.
3 way match up next
Dale Preston (agency) is introduced first. My first impression: "who put 50p in the Clone-a-vader machine?". He cut one hell of a harsh promo, initially praising Lincoln for winning at football, before the "pride of Boston" slated Lincoln for being a hive of inbreeding. As an outsider, I was trying to stifle my laughter a bit
T-Bone is next out, fresh off of his appearance at the wwe uk tournament, and on full gypsy beast mode.
Time out for a second - I've been to 3 UK shows in three nights, and at each one. A wwe uk tournament competitor has been a participant - Huxley in Newcastle, Conners in Nottingham and T-Bone here in Lincoln. Sweet.
Joey Ozbourn makes up the number for this match, which is scheduled for one fall. (He's the one that lost the match for the company to the Agency at the last show)
Ozbourn took a pasting for a good portion of this one. through most of the arena. T-Bone and Preston turned on each other over who was going to get the pin on Ozbourn, and a bit of miscommunication that led to an errant forearm. Joey ozbourn came back to get the win over T-Bone.
Post match, a couple of promos from Ozbourn and T-Bone set up the next event. Ozbourn is the number 1 contender and reckons T-Bone was tough competition
T-Bone wants and wants a rematch with Ozbourn when he wins the title.
On to the interval, and we have a bonus. Match for those not diving out for nicotine.
Academy match
The Ragency (guess who they're aligned with) vs Max o pain (?) in a handicap match.v very nice work from all involved here, Max wins. The ominous suit from the Agency comes out for the post match attack on Max.
They're coming back April 2nd for a double shot - I might just have to book up for that
Jeff the ref is a face - And it's his birthday! What does fight factory wrestling do for Jeff's birthday? Assigns him a Ladies title match to officiate!
Lana Austin vs Womens champion Eliza Roux, flanked by the Agency.
This was a pretty damn awesome match,
Agency interference (the silent suit distracting Lana while she was on the top rope, allowing Eliza to fall into the ropes knocking Lana off) causes Eliza to retain. Eliza flaunted having her feet on the top rope during the pin.
Rising star Tommy rider vs Flex Buffington
Rider is a young face who's worked his way up from the Academy. He's in for it tonight...
Flex Buffington - how do I explain this one. He's a wrestler of average physique, who ia billed as a muscle-bound super heavy weight. He has muscles drawn on to his body with black marker pen when he removes his shirt. This being an average 18's show, he also removes his track suit bottoms to reveal a massive set of knackers drawn on one inner thigh as if they're hanging out of his trunks, and an almost knee length penis on the other side. Hysterical laughter all round at the reveal.
Great mixture of humour and great athleticism here. Buffington going for the protein shaker of power and hulking up (including a big boot and leg drop) was awesome. Eventually, Flex went over with a mahistrol cradle.
After Flex made his way back, Kip Sabian comes back out to have a pop at Rider - he's taking someone elses spot at April 2nd (someone who's not been seen for ages from what I can gather). Savage promo including a "phone call from Rider's mother" telling him it was past Tommy's bed time. Fully had a go at The rising star for being young and inexperienced, even though Kip himself is probably around the same age.
Main event title match. the Agency's mystery suit is Dylan Søab, and he is the special enforcer for this one.
Magnus vs Dutch
Dutch is Agency. Image Big Vito, before the whole cross dressing thing, but in orange and black. This was a solid main event - the Agency teased getting involved in places, but held off until the finish where they all cut in en masse to cost Magnus the match - faces out to counteract the agency beatdown on Magnus and end the show - DDI stunner to the enforcer to finish it. (Honourable mention to the guy in the audience who shouted "he's just killed wetherspoons bouncer!" On Søab getting decked)
Pint after was sharps Atlantic - in the tower bar, where I was going to stay to watch the rumble, until after I had eaten there and I could feel the food coma kicking in. I had written sharps brewery off after mistakenly having a mouthful of doom bar, but this wasn't too bad for a pale one. Next time I visit, I know they're hiding hand pulls around the corner!
The poplars is a great hotel, basically a massive house on a hill about 15 min from the engine shed to allow for the uphill walk
Great accommodation, well stocked kitchen with breakfast stuff, with really nice landlords - I kind of felt bad for not checking if the cats lived there or not, but spent a fair amount of time petting one of them outside before going back up to my room. Hell I'm a softie at heart.
The journey back - a brief stop at Newark north gate summed up by the station staff:
Me: I've got almost an hour to kill here, are there any half decent bars around?
Staff member: no.
First off I have to say that the folks here are really helpful, extremely nice to deal with and complete professionals. I absolutely loved my experience here, and will definitely look to come back in the future.
Meet and greet - i might have made a bit of an arse of myself here. I normally don't do the meet and greet things on account of being a bit socially awkward, my encounter with the sandman a few years back at Eldon leisure pretty much sealed it for me on that one. I took the safe option and went to talk to one of the security guards, turns out he wasn't a security guard but the heel authority figure Shane Manson, who's Agency faction had won control of the main roster at the previous show. (I totally should have done my research first) he went easy on me though while remaining in character. I had a brief natter with the faces, then Magnus, then was going to go back to the heel table, but thought that locating my seat was probably a bit more important.
This is a really well set up and thought out venue, old school steel guard barriers, plain red brick walls, an entrance way and video screens that look straight out of a tv production unit. The lighting is top quality, and the audio is better than some of the 02 venues I've been to in the past. It's a 16x16 ring, with plenty of room around the outside. It looks sturdy and all of the turnbuckle pads are fixed and lined up correctly. The smaller details really can make a big difference.
I'm not the only one who has travelled for this - there's a family from Norwich who've made the journey up too! Great to see more people travelling to good wrestling
An extremely well produced video package highlighting some of the events of the last show and that this is a new beginning. Massively impressed with the A/V quality at this one, it was actually easier to figure out what was happening here than it was at the last WCPW tapings I went to where they condensed highlights of the ippv that hadn't aired at the time.
The ring announcer is out and we're ready to go - he's soon interrupted by Koss industries. Kosta K and Kip Sabian introduce themselves, then give us the low down on where they stand by calling the audience ugly in a variety of amusing fashions, before Kip tried it on with, and was quickly turned down by a member of the audience. Kosta K's request for someone to be brought out for them to hurt is answered with a Steamy Windows video including awesome comedy training montage. Steamy Windows consist of The steampunk sensation Edward Ripper, and the European champion, Dishonourable Dave Issac, who had been thrown together by circumstance and ended up sticking together.
Koss industries attack after DDI tried to get them to join in the fun with the 80s mullet wigs. lots of "suck it" references and snot rockets from Koss - nice ref distraction spots and illegal double teaming. Steamy Windows come back and start to get the upper hand - some great offence with a hint of comedy (heels falling into a 69 position after a corner attack then getting squashed together in said position via a rapidly decending steampunk, kosta wobbling about then falling head first into Sabian's knackers at one point after being stunned in the corner) - Koss end up going over after some chicanery. great opener, very entertaining. Sabian basically teabagged DDI for the pin following Koss' double team finisher. As Steamy Windows make their way to the back DDI is apparently confused at why he can taste balls and wonders if it's just him.
Miss Rebecca comes to the ring to introduce the academy match up next. Manson and the Agency may have won the match for control of the company, but the academy is hers, and they aren't going to take that away from her
Brett "Magic" Myers is challenging for the academy title. Champion Will Kroos makes his way down to the ring belt in hand.
This is another thing I have to mention, the belts here are awesome - they look really old school, almost like boxing belts. absolutely love it.
Kroos is much bigger than Myers so there is a bit of a David vs Goliath dynamic going on here. Myers gives it his best, but each time he would gain the upper hand, Kroos had an answer. The full stop came in the form of a vicious powerbomb from Kroos to retain the title. A valiant attempt by Myers, but Kroos was just too much for him this time.
Manson is back out with another suit who would appear sporadically through the night. I had no idea who this guy was, but he's silent, in a suit and with the Agency, so I'm getting the vibe that he bad.
The Agency make it known that they are our friends. Like in 1984 the party were our friends. Myers starts squaring up to them and is told in no uncertain terms that the agency aren't his friend, as Kroos levels him and joins the Agency. The Agency might not have control of the academy, but they now have the academy champion in their ranks.
3 way match up next
Dale Preston (agency) is introduced first. My first impression: "who put 50p in the Clone-a-vader machine?". He cut one hell of a harsh promo, initially praising Lincoln for winning at football, before the "pride of Boston" slated Lincoln for being a hive of inbreeding. As an outsider, I was trying to stifle my laughter a bit
T-Bone is next out, fresh off of his appearance at the wwe uk tournament, and on full gypsy beast mode.
Time out for a second - I've been to 3 UK shows in three nights, and at each one. A wwe uk tournament competitor has been a participant - Huxley in Newcastle, Conners in Nottingham and T-Bone here in Lincoln. Sweet.
Joey Ozbourn makes up the number for this match, which is scheduled for one fall. (He's the one that lost the match for the company to the Agency at the last show)
Ozbourn took a pasting for a good portion of this one. through most of the arena. T-Bone and Preston turned on each other over who was going to get the pin on Ozbourn, and a bit of miscommunication that led to an errant forearm. Joey ozbourn came back to get the win over T-Bone.
Post match, a couple of promos from Ozbourn and T-Bone set up the next event. Ozbourn is the number 1 contender and reckons T-Bone was tough competition
T-Bone wants and wants a rematch with Ozbourn when he wins the title.
On to the interval, and we have a bonus. Match for those not diving out for nicotine.
Academy match
The Ragency (guess who they're aligned with) vs Max o pain (?) in a handicap match.v very nice work from all involved here, Max wins. The ominous suit from the Agency comes out for the post match attack on Max.
They're coming back April 2nd for a double shot - I might just have to book up for that
Jeff the ref is a face - And it's his birthday! What does fight factory wrestling do for Jeff's birthday? Assigns him a Ladies title match to officiate!
Lana Austin vs Womens champion Eliza Roux, flanked by the Agency.
This was a pretty damn awesome match,
Agency interference (the silent suit distracting Lana while she was on the top rope, allowing Eliza to fall into the ropes knocking Lana off) causes Eliza to retain. Eliza flaunted having her feet on the top rope during the pin.
Rising star Tommy rider vs Flex Buffington
Rider is a young face who's worked his way up from the Academy. He's in for it tonight...
Flex Buffington - how do I explain this one. He's a wrestler of average physique, who ia billed as a muscle-bound super heavy weight. He has muscles drawn on to his body with black marker pen when he removes his shirt. This being an average 18's show, he also removes his track suit bottoms to reveal a massive set of knackers drawn on one inner thigh as if they're hanging out of his trunks, and an almost knee length penis on the other side. Hysterical laughter all round at the reveal.
Great mixture of humour and great athleticism here. Buffington going for the protein shaker of power and hulking up (including a big boot and leg drop) was awesome. Eventually, Flex went over with a mahistrol cradle.
After Flex made his way back, Kip Sabian comes back out to have a pop at Rider - he's taking someone elses spot at April 2nd (someone who's not been seen for ages from what I can gather). Savage promo including a "phone call from Rider's mother" telling him it was past Tommy's bed time. Fully had a go at The rising star for being young and inexperienced, even though Kip himself is probably around the same age.
Main event title match. the Agency's mystery suit is Dylan Søab, and he is the special enforcer for this one.
Magnus vs Dutch
Dutch is Agency. Image Big Vito, before the whole cross dressing thing, but in orange and black. This was a solid main event - the Agency teased getting involved in places, but held off until the finish where they all cut in en masse to cost Magnus the match - faces out to counteract the agency beatdown on Magnus and end the show - DDI stunner to the enforcer to finish it. (Honourable mention to the guy in the audience who shouted "he's just killed wetherspoons bouncer!" On Søab getting decked)
Pint after was sharps Atlantic - in the tower bar, where I was going to stay to watch the rumble, until after I had eaten there and I could feel the food coma kicking in. I had written sharps brewery off after mistakenly having a mouthful of doom bar, but this wasn't too bad for a pale one. Next time I visit, I know they're hiding hand pulls around the corner!
The poplars is a great hotel, basically a massive house on a hill about 15 min from the engine shed to allow for the uphill walk
Great accommodation, well stocked kitchen with breakfast stuff, with really nice landlords - I kind of felt bad for not checking if the cats lived there or not, but spent a fair amount of time petting one of them outside before going back up to my room. Hell I'm a softie at heart.
The journey back - a brief stop at Newark north gate summed up by the station staff:
Me: I've got almost an hour to kill here, are there any half decent bars around?
Staff member: no.
(P, PD, BRS) MEW planet of the Primate, Longbenton
Mew - planet of the Primate
A couple of notes for this one - Wolfgang is out with an injury, but Mr D, heel manager has something else in store for Primate. Tonight is also the tag team debut of the Tyne and Wear Wolves.
The Journey. Stagecoach Newcastle are completely useless. 20 minutes freezing my tits off for a bus service that's supposed to run every 5. This is partly due to the roads and traffic, but they've had long enough to figure out a way around it. Once the bus arrived and I'd thawed out, the metro to Longbenton was its usually clunky but somehow functional self. Functional enough to get where it's supposed to be, but not to timetable. Metro apologises. Incidentally, if you want a full on laugh at some interesting theories regarding train delays, check out the Facebook page, metro apologise. My personal favourite "wrong size disco ball ordered, trains delayed metro apologise"
No pre show pint elsewhere due to stagecoach's idiocy, but there will be a post show bevvy to review. The bar area of the social club does allow people waiting for the show to have a beer without begging local members to sign them in under the arcane rules of the CIU. Newcastle Exhibition. my favourite thing about social clubs is being able to get a well kept pint of this. Either this or a tin of mackesons stout. (Ask your grandparents).
The hall is filling up nicely. Drake's ring is being used again. I try to put the idea that this might give us 2 spoilers for the night out of my head along with the thing about the apron. The minute the show started they dissolved nicely.
Very charismatic ring announcer "sexual chocolate" gives us a rundown of some of the action we can come to expect tonight, the raffle prizes, sponsors, the food room next door and then an introduction to the referee.
MEW, like most other promotions has its own chant tradition: ring announcer points at one side of the crowd, they chant "M" the next side chant "E" and the third chant "W". Mexican wave style. There's nearly always some smart arse that shouts either a random letter, or their assigned letter at random points throughout the show. It's fairly amusing depending on their timing, though I can see some potentially getting irritated at it. There is another tradition with this particular venue, "heel corner" - one particular corner of the room where the heels get the cheered. It keeps it contained for the most part, it's pretty much voluntary, and fairly entertaining being close to it. Next time I'm back here im going to get in on some of that.
The ref needs help seeing people cheat - so we're encouraged to boo if anyone does anything nefarious behind the ref's back. Nice touch.
Tyne and Wear Wolves over Assassin and Adam Christ. Christ was a replacement for Lucas Marvel, who's seemingly vanished off the face of the planet.
Great showing by the wolves - neither Carbon or Kavero have lost a step during their hiatus. Adam Christ is like a human pinball here. Dissention in the ranks between Christ and Assassin following the match.
Sammi Jayne vs Roxxi
No reaction to Sammi at first. She's debuting for MEW tonight. Her personality came through very well during the match Roxxi was really well received, being a staple of local promotions. Roxxi over after a tornado DDT that half ended in the ropes somehow. It might not have looked as effective as it was, unlike the german suplex into the turnbuckle earlier in the match.
Mew North east title match - Nikki star out wearing Pokemon garb. Wrecking Ball by Mikey Cyrus is perfect for this guy as an entry theme - there are enough parallels here: pretty damn talented but fairly unpredictable and manages to annoy people just enough for them to find him properly irritating. Throughout the rest of the entrances, Starr is tightrope walking the beam between fixed sets of seats, lightly kicking punters in the head, dancing about and generally irritating people. Joseph Biggs out next, the audience are a bit happier to see him. Mihai with newly acquired slave Jose. Even though Jose now belongs to a heel after the deportation match at the last event here, he's still pulling a lot the hyperactive hijinks that keep the kids loving him. Tonight, we get a Portuguese puppet promo from el sooty. Prince Ameen next, then Krobar of the purge from ICW. Liam Slater, the newly crowned North east champion Slater comes out to the vengaboys tune he's known for, and the crowd go mental for the Lazarus kid.
Multi man matches are fairly difficult to keep up with, especially at the pace this one was going. Highlights included a dive fest culminating in Ameen's hilarious magic carpet ride top turnbuckle dive on to the rest of the participants, a chain submission which could only be described as a Boston centipede. Slater retains after a fantastic entertaining match
Ameen calls out Dan Fitch to get to the bottom of why he's not in the main event scene. Fitch promises to come out of retirement to participate in the Gurjurat prince's qualifier for a main event spot - a 4 on 4 match at the next event on march 10th.
Kirby vs drake for calling spots title is up next. Kirby not in pink? Whats All this then? He's still being awesome even if he was using o-town over Kirb stomp. Yes, I've fallen into the trap of getting too used to his WCPW bit.
Drake has something against the ring crew - there's parts of that leather jacket that could have had the guy's eye out. He's also not a fan of the Calling spots title - to him it's just a toy apparently
There's a lot of good chemistry between these two, the match was a brilliant technical showcase for both of these guys and a lot of escapism. Kirby is proper old school. Drake goes over in this one, to become (whether he likes it or not) the inaugural Calling Spots champion - a belt which he throws down saying "it's just a toy"
Joe Rage out to start the second half. Here he's tagging with Alex Henry. Henry is telling Rage to follow his lead.
The NAK are the opponents tonight. Henry cheap shot to Renfrew to start. Very nice sacrificial move by Rage saving Henry from the double stomp. Miscommunication between Rage and Henry caused the end as the NAK took advantage of the situation to get the win. There was a bit of afters with a package piledriver to Rage from Henry.
NAK return to the ring to help out rage and set up Rage vs Henry (who they christened the "ginger fanny") for March 10
Main event time
Saxon Huxley (substitute for the injured Wolfgang) vs Primate
That briefcase wanker is out first. Mr D who turned on Primate last show and got speared out of his shoe zone footwear
Saxon is essentially his hired gun here. Whether Mr D has remembered the ammunition is another matter.
Primate is out to a rousing ovation. Hell, the show is named after him, and he's from walker. No blood spit this time
Interesting note Huxley is from Hartlepool. Primate is supposedly some sort of monkey... Wonder if we're going to see a noose at any point.
Lots of shoulder blocks initially. Huxley takes a nasty looking bump off the top rope to the floor. Lots of working on the back from Huxley to the point of Primate not being able to hit a German suplex as his back gave out.
Multiple Canadian backbreaker deraillers from Huxley to Primate. Harsh offence. A quick comeback from Primate following Huxley spearing him, including snap German suplexes and a buzzsaw spear to finish it.
After the match the lights went out, the Sons of Ulaid and Assassin appear ringside and decimate everyone.
Assassin got right in the face of a crowd member at one point. He looked genuinely like there was going to be trouble here. Rory Coyle from the Sons of Ulaìd got in between them and kissed the fan on the lips (bit weird, but it definitely dissipated the situation - probably out of confusion). This fan wasn't a plant either.
Post show pint at the lonsdale after the metro halfway home. Hadrian and Border secret kingdom - nice dark pint, malty and very smooth. Just what was needed to finish off the night, before boarding another metro home.
A couple of notes for this one - Wolfgang is out with an injury, but Mr D, heel manager has something else in store for Primate. Tonight is also the tag team debut of the Tyne and Wear Wolves.
The Journey. Stagecoach Newcastle are completely useless. 20 minutes freezing my tits off for a bus service that's supposed to run every 5. This is partly due to the roads and traffic, but they've had long enough to figure out a way around it. Once the bus arrived and I'd thawed out, the metro to Longbenton was its usually clunky but somehow functional self. Functional enough to get where it's supposed to be, but not to timetable. Metro apologises. Incidentally, if you want a full on laugh at some interesting theories regarding train delays, check out the Facebook page, metro apologise. My personal favourite "wrong size disco ball ordered, trains delayed metro apologise"
No pre show pint elsewhere due to stagecoach's idiocy, but there will be a post show bevvy to review. The bar area of the social club does allow people waiting for the show to have a beer without begging local members to sign them in under the arcane rules of the CIU. Newcastle Exhibition. my favourite thing about social clubs is being able to get a well kept pint of this. Either this or a tin of mackesons stout. (Ask your grandparents).
The hall is filling up nicely. Drake's ring is being used again. I try to put the idea that this might give us 2 spoilers for the night out of my head along with the thing about the apron. The minute the show started they dissolved nicely.
Very charismatic ring announcer "sexual chocolate" gives us a rundown of some of the action we can come to expect tonight, the raffle prizes, sponsors, the food room next door and then an introduction to the referee.
MEW, like most other promotions has its own chant tradition: ring announcer points at one side of the crowd, they chant "M" the next side chant "E" and the third chant "W". Mexican wave style. There's nearly always some smart arse that shouts either a random letter, or their assigned letter at random points throughout the show. It's fairly amusing depending on their timing, though I can see some potentially getting irritated at it. There is another tradition with this particular venue, "heel corner" - one particular corner of the room where the heels get the cheered. It keeps it contained for the most part, it's pretty much voluntary, and fairly entertaining being close to it. Next time I'm back here im going to get in on some of that.
The ref needs help seeing people cheat - so we're encouraged to boo if anyone does anything nefarious behind the ref's back. Nice touch.
Tyne and Wear Wolves over Assassin and Adam Christ. Christ was a replacement for Lucas Marvel, who's seemingly vanished off the face of the planet.
Great showing by the wolves - neither Carbon or Kavero have lost a step during their hiatus. Adam Christ is like a human pinball here. Dissention in the ranks between Christ and Assassin following the match.
Sammi Jayne vs Roxxi
No reaction to Sammi at first. She's debuting for MEW tonight. Her personality came through very well during the match Roxxi was really well received, being a staple of local promotions. Roxxi over after a tornado DDT that half ended in the ropes somehow. It might not have looked as effective as it was, unlike the german suplex into the turnbuckle earlier in the match.
Mew North east title match - Nikki star out wearing Pokemon garb. Wrecking Ball by Mikey Cyrus is perfect for this guy as an entry theme - there are enough parallels here: pretty damn talented but fairly unpredictable and manages to annoy people just enough for them to find him properly irritating. Throughout the rest of the entrances, Starr is tightrope walking the beam between fixed sets of seats, lightly kicking punters in the head, dancing about and generally irritating people. Joseph Biggs out next, the audience are a bit happier to see him. Mihai with newly acquired slave Jose. Even though Jose now belongs to a heel after the deportation match at the last event here, he's still pulling a lot the hyperactive hijinks that keep the kids loving him. Tonight, we get a Portuguese puppet promo from el sooty. Prince Ameen next, then Krobar of the purge from ICW. Liam Slater, the newly crowned North east champion Slater comes out to the vengaboys tune he's known for, and the crowd go mental for the Lazarus kid.
Multi man matches are fairly difficult to keep up with, especially at the pace this one was going. Highlights included a dive fest culminating in Ameen's hilarious magic carpet ride top turnbuckle dive on to the rest of the participants, a chain submission which could only be described as a Boston centipede. Slater retains after a fantastic entertaining match
Ameen calls out Dan Fitch to get to the bottom of why he's not in the main event scene. Fitch promises to come out of retirement to participate in the Gurjurat prince's qualifier for a main event spot - a 4 on 4 match at the next event on march 10th.
Kirby vs drake for calling spots title is up next. Kirby not in pink? Whats All this then? He's still being awesome even if he was using o-town over Kirb stomp. Yes, I've fallen into the trap of getting too used to his WCPW bit.
Drake has something against the ring crew - there's parts of that leather jacket that could have had the guy's eye out. He's also not a fan of the Calling spots title - to him it's just a toy apparently
There's a lot of good chemistry between these two, the match was a brilliant technical showcase for both of these guys and a lot of escapism. Kirby is proper old school. Drake goes over in this one, to become (whether he likes it or not) the inaugural Calling Spots champion - a belt which he throws down saying "it's just a toy"
Joe Rage out to start the second half. Here he's tagging with Alex Henry. Henry is telling Rage to follow his lead.
The NAK are the opponents tonight. Henry cheap shot to Renfrew to start. Very nice sacrificial move by Rage saving Henry from the double stomp. Miscommunication between Rage and Henry caused the end as the NAK took advantage of the situation to get the win. There was a bit of afters with a package piledriver to Rage from Henry.
NAK return to the ring to help out rage and set up Rage vs Henry (who they christened the "ginger fanny") for March 10
Main event time
Saxon Huxley (substitute for the injured Wolfgang) vs Primate
That briefcase wanker is out first. Mr D who turned on Primate last show and got speared out of his shoe zone footwear
Saxon is essentially his hired gun here. Whether Mr D has remembered the ammunition is another matter.
Primate is out to a rousing ovation. Hell, the show is named after him, and he's from walker. No blood spit this time
Interesting note Huxley is from Hartlepool. Primate is supposedly some sort of monkey... Wonder if we're going to see a noose at any point.
Lots of shoulder blocks initially. Huxley takes a nasty looking bump off the top rope to the floor. Lots of working on the back from Huxley to the point of Primate not being able to hit a German suplex as his back gave out.
Multiple Canadian backbreaker deraillers from Huxley to Primate. Harsh offence. A quick comeback from Primate following Huxley spearing him, including snap German suplexes and a buzzsaw spear to finish it.
After the match the lights went out, the Sons of Ulaid and Assassin appear ringside and decimate everyone.
Assassin got right in the face of a crowd member at one point. He looked genuinely like there was going to be trouble here. Rory Coyle from the Sons of Ulaìd got in between them and kissed the fan on the lips (bit weird, but it definitely dissipated the situation - probably out of confusion). This fan wasn't a plant either.
Post show pint at the lonsdale after the metro halfway home. Hadrian and Border secret kingdom - nice dark pint, malty and very smooth. Just what was needed to finish off the night, before boarding another metro home.
Saturday, 4 February 2017
Last weekend - Newcastle Nottingham and Lincoln
Allo folks, just a quick update to let you know that the next three show write ups will be up shortly - just polishing off the last of the bits of the notes off ready to post.
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