ALIAS TITLE: TONY GAMBLE (C) VS. ADAM ELLIS

Before we get going though, we’ve got some signs to read and this time, Craig did put the signs in before the show (we hope):

Nick Stuart: Our first match this evening is a title match, and I think it’s going to be a good one, Richard.

Richard Parker: Of course it is, because Tony Gamble is involved!

Vince Howard: The following match is one fall and is for the ALIAS CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, hailing from Warrensburg, Missouri… ADAM! ELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLIS!

Garrett Biggs’ “Mama Didn’t Raise No…” plays over the sound system and on the video screen, a video plays showing a series of wrestling trophies on a dresser next to an old high school football uniform that has ‘Ellis’ on the back.

An acoustic guitar plays and the vocals begin.

“Mama didn’t raise no… quitter- guaranteed to get the job done.”

Adam Ellis and Ginny Van Lear walk out from the back hand in hand and stand on the stage.

“She didn’t raise no SOB who that can’t back himself up – been known to throw a good punch.”

The video screen shows a series of action shots of Ellis from his various matches

“And this ol’ boy gets going when the going gets tough- sundown to sun up.”

Dressed in a t-shirt, jeans, and her feet wrapped in tape the former MMA prodigy nods her head causing her bright red hair to flip, and raises her left hand…

“Need a man with a helping hand – he’s always got one to lend.”

…and then brings it down as the chorus and full instrumentation hits- complete with pyro.

“Oh, I might be a little rough around the edges”

Adam’s wearing a pair of plain blue wrestling shorts. He starts forward down the ramp towards the ring followed by Van Lear.

“From the outside lookin’ in it might seem helpless.”

The couple reaches the ring. Adam holds the rope open so Ginny can slide through.

“I’ve been blessed with a strong backbone – I never coulda made it on my own”

Adam joins her in the ring.

“But if there’s one thing that I know – Momma didn’t raise no…”

Adam climbs up the top turnbuckle and holds up his arms.

Where my heart is, rests my very soulAnd the colors bleed from blue to gold

“Born for this” by Divide Music starts to play through the speakers as Tony Gamble and Johnnie Newsman step out from behind the curtain, soaking in the chorus of boos that rain down from the crowd.

When the choice is mine and mine alone
I won’t give in even if you break my bones

Vince Howard: Comi–

Johnnie Newsman: I am so so sorry, really I am, but you can no do. Thees ees my job now, Vinny.

I won’t give in ’till your sins have been atoned
All I see is the flickering lights below me

Tony stretches his arms out wide, welcoming the crowd’s form of adoration as Johnnie continues to speak and his music plays. The Gamble Championship fastened firmly around his waist.

All I need is the power to change what I see
If I can give a little, not a second thought

Johnnie Newsman: Coming to your ring, with weight of one hundred and thee eighty nine pounds of lean, healthy muskulls on a man.

If I’m stuck in the middle, I will take the shot, woah
All I wanna be, yeah

Tony makes his way down the ramp, ignoring the few smarks in the crowd that actually do like him. They reach their arms out, awaiting a slap of acknowledgement that will never come, as Johnnie stays at the top of the ramp.

Yeah, I was born for this
I will keep my secrets high above

Johnnie Newsman: He thee capotabola!

In the hopes to protect the ones I love
But I wonder where in darkness lies the truth

Johnnie Newsman: Number won in your heart!

Of the one who took their lives, you can’t excuse
I don’t fear you, I won’t let you take my home

Tony climbs the steps, looking out at the fans that have not quieted down at all since he stepped out from behind the curtain. They love to hate him, even more so as he slaps the face of the title a few times.

I will climb through to wherever you may roam
I won’t give in, you can even break my bones

Johnnie Newsman: Only man to half title with his name!

What is within is a strength you’ll never know

Johnnie Newsman: TOOOOOOOOOOOONYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!

All I see is the flickering lights below me
All I need is the power to change what I see

He steps in between the middle and top ropes to get into the ring, making his way to the center.

Johnnie Newsman: THEEEEE GRRRRRRIIIINNNNNNNN!!

If I can give a little, not a second thought
If I’m stuck in the middle, I will take the shot, woah

He drops down to one knee, unfastening the Gamble Championship from around his waist as he does.

Johnnie Newsman: GAAAAAAAAMMBLLLLLLEEEEE!!

All I wanna be, yeah

He stretches his arms out once again, then throws back his head to stare at the title he lifts up above his head.

Yeah, I was born for this

After that… ridiculousness… Jimmy Turnbull hands the Championship to the timekeeper and then signals for the start of the match.

DING DING

Nick Stuart: All right here we go, another great night of wrestling kicked off with a title match! Adam Ellis has been on a bit of a heater lately, and now he gets his shot at Tony Gamble’s belt!

Richard Parker: Go Tony! I adore you!

Nick Stuart: You’re going to do that every time?

Richard Parker: I signed a contract. 

Adam Ellis immediately charges at Gamble, who rolls out of the way and smiles, wagging his finger at Ellis. The fans begin to boo as Ellis goes in for a grapple, which The Grin ducks under and smiles again. This really causes the fans to go at him, which ends up working in Ellis’s favor as Gamble is too distracted to see a dropkick.

RRAAAAAAAAAHHH!

Nick Stuart: Gamble couldn’t evade him for long!

Gamble rolls to his feet, but he’s slower this time – getting kicked in the face tends to do that to you. Because of this, he can’t evade Ellis, who grabs him and whips him over in a snap suplex. He immediately mounts Gamble and begins assaulting him with closed fists. 

Nick Stuart: Adam Ellis is starting off strong! The last champion didn’t have a single successful defense — will Gamble be the same?

Richard Parker: Absolutely not! I didn’t sign up to be part of his adoration society just for him to drop the title to the first person he faces. 

Nick Stuart: If I recall correctly, you signed up before the Alias title was revealed. 

Richard Parker: What are you, my biographer?

Adam Ellis finally stops his assault on Gamble, sending one last punch to the face for good measure. Ellis stands up, pumping his fists and getting the fans to cheer. 

Nick Stuart: Adam Ellis is fired up! He’s ready for this title opportunity!

Gamble rolls over to his stomach, checking his face for blood. He sees the ropes and begins moving towards them, but Ellis stops him with an elbow drop to the back. He rolls Tony over and goes for the cover. 

ONE! 

TWO!

Gamble kicks out. Ellis stands up and grabs Gamble’s head and pulls him up by his hair, then pushes him against the ropes. He attempts an Irish whip, but Gamble reverses it, then puts his leg out as he whips Ellis, causing the younger man to trip and crash onto the canvas. 

Richard Parker: That was a pretty cool reversal!

Nick Stuart: A little dirty, but not illegal. Count on Tony Gamble to always find a way to change the momentum of a match, within and without the confines of rules.

Richard Parker: That’s a lot of words to say he’s smart!

Before Ellis can get up, Gamble jumps on him and starts to lock up his arms, then reaches towards his face.

Nick Stuart: He’s looking for Smile for Me this early! Could he put it away?

No, dummy. It’s been like three minutes. Ellis kicks his legs, twisting his body to escape the move. He gets to his feet slowly but gets poked in the eye by Gamble, then sent to the ground with a DDT. 

Richard Parker: God I adore this guy.

Nick Stuart: Gamble with a quick cover!

ONE!

T…

Ellis powers out of the pin and rolls to his feet, then delivers a nasty clothesline that levels Gamble.

Nick Stuart: This one is back and forth in the early part of this match, and…wait, something’s happening in the crowd!

There is a lot of cheering and murmuring towards the front row of the crowd, and as the camera pans over it’s plain to see why. Chandler Tsonda is sitting down in a front row seat. He has a guava seltzer water in his hand, and the other hand is holding up a middle finger towards Tony Gamble.

Nick Stuart: Well we’ve got a special guest in the crowd tonight!

Richard Parker: Ugh, that beautiful bastard better not try to interfere!

As of now, it seems that he is not. However, his presence alone is distraction enough for Tony Gamble to become unnerved, pointing and jawing at The Model Citizen. Tsonda smiles and, without removing his lips from his drink, points behind Gamble. 

RRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!

Nick Stuart: Gamble is distracted, and Adam Ellis took advantage! Ellis just hit Gamble with a huge German suplex, and he’s bridging the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

TH…NO!

Nick Stuart: That was just in the nick of time! 

Richard Parker: Throw Tsonda out! Fine him! Ban him! SEND HIM TO BOLIVIA!

Ellis is quick to keep on the pressure, locking Gamble up in his modified STF. Gamble starts screaming, reaching for the ropes, but he’s a healthy way away. He’s in pain, but as he tries to escape, his eyes settle on someone, and what happens next may be the most impressive thing that Tony Gamble has ever done.

Sure, he’s won Jewel in the Crown, and multiple titles…but before today, he’s never hit on another man’s wife while that man’s arms are firmly around his neck.

Tony Gamble: Hey…Ginny…lookin’ good.

The words are coming out slow, but both Ginny and Ellis can hear them fine. Ellis grits his teeth and continues to wrench on the hold. 

Tony Gamble: Is this…all the strength he’s got? Man…you must be so bored…in the bedroom.

Ginny yells, and now so is Adam, furiously trying to pull harder on the hold. 

Tony Gamble: Maybe that’s why you bring…a gun everywhere. Must want…anything to feel…dangerous around this…lump.

Finally Adam lets go of the hold and begins to kick at Gamble, causing him to roll into the corner. When Ellis tries to follow him, Gamble grabs the ropes and ducks his head away, causing referee Jimmy Turnbull to step between the two men. And as Turnbull moves out of the way once Adam Ellis backs up a step, Gamble reaches up and rakes Ellis’s eyes.

Nick Stuart: Oh come on!

Richard Parker: (slow, steady clap) Bravo, Gamble. Bravo.

Chandler Tsonda, for his part, is still here, and he is shouting at Gamble in the ring.

Chandler Tsonda: You didn’t get enough of that eye rake, Tony. Next time make sure your fingers are bent about five degrees tighter.

Gamble smiles and rushes forward, grabbing Adam Ellis and hitting him with his patented Front Russian Leg Sweep.

Nick Stuart: Stop Laughing at Me! Tony Gamble grabs Adam Ellis, and he’s looking for Smile For Me again! Ellis is far from the ropes, if he gets it locked in this is over!

And after a quick transition to the ground, Gamble is able to get it locked in. Ellis tries to escape, but it’s looking grim. And after a moment, Tsonda recognizes that as well.

Richard Parker: No! You stop that! Stay in your chair!

Nick Stuart: Well the madness continues. Here comes Chandler Tsonda!

But as Tsonda jumps the barricade, he does not go towards the ring. Instead, he walks over to timekeeper and grabs the object next to it – the Alias Title.

Gamble, who has dealt with Tsonda’s taunts in stride during this match, suddenly finds his presence less amusing.

Nick Stuart: Well, Tsonda is admiring himself in the reflection of Gamble’s Alias Title, and Gamble is not pleased at all!

Richard Parker: Of course not! Tsonda hasn’t watched his hands! It’s getting all smudgy!

Ellis is still fighting, but Gamble is less focused on the hold and more focused on Tsonda, which causes him to relax his grip a bit. This lets Adam move his legs in the direction of the ropes, giving him juuuust enough room to hang his foot on the bottom rope.

Nick Stuart: Turnbull sees him on the ropes, he’s calling for the rope break! But Gamble isn’t letting go!

Richard Parker: He’s angry, and he should be! He should have this match won!

Turnbull tells Gamble to let go, but Gamble won’t. He won’t break his stare with Chandler Tsonda, either. Turnbull then resorts to counting.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Nick Stuart: If Turnbull gets to five, Tony will be DQ’d!

FOUR!

FI…nally Tony lets go of the hold. Gamble rolls out of the ring and walks over to Chandler Tsonda, but Tsonda is already jumping back over the ramp and sitting down. 

Chandler Tsonda: Don’t spill the guava seltzer. 

Gamble fumes, then gets back into the ring to grab Ellis. However, before he can, Ellis grabs Gamble and rolls him up in a small package.

ONE!

TWO!

THR…

Nick Stuart: Adam Ellis almost had him! We almost had a new champion!

Both men pop up at the same time, but Ellis is a little quicker, and he gets Tony with the Superman punch.

Nick Stuart: Superman punch! And now he’s going to be looking for the Elevated Boston Crab! Ellis is grabbing the legs!

Richard Parker: Do something Tony! Do something!

Tony must have heard Richard, because with his waning strength, he does decide to do something. Freeing one leg, he kicks Adam Ellis, hard, in an uncomfortable place.

Nick Stuart: Low blow! How did Turnbull miss it!

Richard Parker: Go Tony go!

Gamble reaches up, grabs Ellis, and pulls him over in a small package, with Gamble grabbing the tights for good measure.

ONE!

Nick Stuart: He’s got the tights! He’s got the tights!

TWO!

Nick Stuart: Come on, look at the tights!

THREE!

DING DING DING

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Richard Parker: Hahahahahaha YES!

Vince Howard: Your winner, and STILL Alias Champion…TOOOONNNNNYYYYYY GAAAAAAMBLLLLLEEEEEEE!

Nick Stuart: Adam Ellis was so close to becoming the new Alias Champion, but Tony Gamble did what he always does – squeaks by with cheating!

Richard Parker: And that’s what I adore about him!

We then cut to a pre-taped segment.