Fraternity Wars

[This story was not a planned story.  It just sorta worked its way into my brain and wouldn't stop until it was done.  Quite possible the start of a new series.  The fraternity names, while real, do not represent any specific frats or chapters]

                              Fraternity Wars

By

The Mangler

The discord between Tau Kappa Epsilon and Alpha Tau Omega had been ongoing for years.  TKE was considered a "jock" frat, while ATO was called a "nerd" frat.  Both were oversimplifications but still, as most labels have, there was an element of truth. TKE members were usually members of the college's sport teams, sport clubs, or intramural teams although many of them were quite bright and academic as well.  ATO members were usually more academic in nature, although many of them did play in intramural and sports clubs.  Few were on the college’s sports teams.



Unfortunately, the frat houses were next door to each other and so the long-standing intra-fraternity rivalry could not be avoided.  They were always arguing about noise, mess, trespassing and anything else anyone cared to bring up.  However, the summer semester had been particularly brutal due to personal animosity on both sides.

Fearing that the situation would get out of hand once the fall term began and both houses were back up to full strength, ATO had proposed a solution -- a wrestling match.  And they were not talking about collegiate wrestling, they were talking about pro wrestling.

For whatever bizarre coincidence, both fraternities had members who wrestled in various indie promotions. These were very low-level indie promotions so there wasn't much in the way of good you-tube videos.  Amazingly enough, there was little to no overlap in the indies in which each frat wrestled.  After some negotiations it was decided that the match would be a tag team match.  Neither house had to divulge their wrestlers ahead of time, so both teams were going in blind.

It had been determined that the winning frat would set the "rules" for the losing frat for the fall semester.  At the end of the fall semester the situation would be reviewed.  To make sure that the losing frat went along with the rules, administration was involved and it was made clear that failure to follow the rules would result in suspension of the frat and discipline up to and including dismissal for the frat boys.

The match was to be a "standard" tag team match, with standard rules, and a referee.  The biggest area of contention had been who was going to ref until it was decided to allow the president of a third frat to ref the match.  He did not particularly care for either of the fraternities in question.  He was the quarterback of the football team, masculine, muscular and a non-bullshit kind of guy.  He also believed in playing by the rules, so was felt to be a good choice for the ref.

The match was going to be held in an old warehouse which was owned by the father of one of the members of TKE.  He frequently rented the warehouse out.  The wrestling ring was provided by one of the local indie federations.  It was determined that only members of the college frats could attend.  This included all the frats on campus.  This was to make sure that there weren't any "shenanigans" by either team.  the crowd was of a decent size, and while it did contain other frat members, the audience was mainly members of TKE and ATO.  There were a few college administrators there just to monitor things.  They had no say in the proceedings. 

The night of the match the crowd had assembled and was anxiously awaiting the arrival of the teams.  Suddenly a tinny and scratchy voice announced over a rudimentary sound system.

"Tonight’s match is between the members of TKE and ATO for control over the other frat for the fall semester."

A loud combination of boors, cheers, insults and obnoxious behaviors erupted.

"Agreeing to referee this fiasco, though god knows why, is big man on campus Grant from kappa alpha theta."  As the announcement finished, Grant appeared from behind a curtain and sauntered down to the ring.  He was dressed in a skintight referee’s shirt and a pair of tight, black, levi jeans.  He was wearing a pair of red sneakers.  He smirked as he walked down to the rings to shouts of derision from most of those present.  While many liked him, he still represented the opposition in their minds tonight.

Grant stood 6' 2" tall and weight 230 tight muscled pounds.  His biceps threatened to burst through the seams of his shirt.  His pecs were small mountains that jutted out from his chest and his abs were corrugated and easily seen through the tight shirt.  He had worn this to make sure that both teams knew he could control any action within the ring.

Once he got to the ring apron, he easily jumped on it and then stepped through the ropes.  He then went to the neutral corner across from where he had entered.

"Our first contestant, representing Tau Kappa Epsilon is Allen."

As Allen came through the curtain, about half the crowd cheered and the other half booed.  Allen shot the booing side of the crowd with a bird and then jogged down to the ring.  Allen was 6' tall and weighed 219 pounds.  He had a moderately hairy chest and very well-developed pecs. His abs were taunt but he did not have the classic 6- pack.   he was wearing a pair of black square cut pants with a lightning bolt going across the crotch.  He had knee pads on and a pair of black wrestling boots.  He sneered at the crowd which completed his "heel" look.  He slid into the ring under the bottom rope.

Allen was intercepted by Grant who proceeded to do a thorough foreign body check, finding nothing.

"Out next contestant, representing Alpha Tau Omega is Chadwick."

Once again, half the audience cheered, while the other half laughed and smirked, making fun of Chadwick's (not Chad’s) name.  There was a momentary pause before the curtain opened and Chadwick entered and approached the ring.  Chadwick was 5'10" tall and weighed in at 150 pounds.  He had very good definition to his musculature but was not super ripped.  He was wearing a pair of rainbow trunks, red knee pads and white boots.

As he came down toward the ring someone in the audience yelled, "Hey Allen, looks like you got a fag for an opponent." There were some gasps from the audience and a couple of cheers.

However, before anyone else could say anything, Allen approached the ring ropes on the side where the catcall came from.

 "Hey jackass.  Any more of that disrespectful crap and hatred and I'll personally come out there and beat the ever loving shit out of you and anyone else who says that fucking shit."  While he might have a heel persona, and in actuality was a bit of a jerk in real life, he wasn't homophobic and did not put up with that shit.

This pronouncement was greeted with cheers from the audience and no more was heard for the rest of the match.  However, as Chadwick entered the ring, Allen did turn to him and say, "but that isn't going to stop me from beating your pussyass either."

Chadwick just smiled.  He and Allen had gone to high school together and while they weren't in the same circles, there had not been any personal animosity between them and Allen was known not to practice racism or sexism or homophobia.  He did practice assholeism, but then no one is perfect.

Grant quickly did a FB check and again found nothing.

"Our next contestant, and Allen's partner is Jimbo."

Jimbo lumbered through the curtain and towards the ring.  Jimbo was 6' tall and 200 pounds.  However, instead of having a cut musculature he was softer looking and rounded.  He looked like he loved his beer, which he did.  However, anyone who had every fought him knew that while he may look soft, he definitely was not.  was also wearing a pair of dark trunks with the lightning bolt across the crotch.  However, inexplicably, he was wearing neon green knee pads and electric blue wrestling shoes.

Jimbo hopped onto the apron, slide between the top and second rope.  As he got into the ring, he looked over at Chadwick, laughed and said "Damn, sending a boy to do a man's job.  What were they thinking.”?  he then shot a double bird in his direction.

He met Grant in the center of the ring where he was cleared of foreign bodies.  He then joined Allen where they fist bumped.

"And now our last contestant, uhh, amm,  god I can't believe I have to say this shit, the one -- Johnny."

The curtains opened and out walked a Hollywood teen heartthrob.  Johnny looked to be about 16, had long flowing blood hair and classic Hollywood good looks.  His smile lights up an entire block. The women on campus loved him, many of the guys on campus envied him, and many hated him.  He stood 5'10" tall and weighed 185 pounds.  Like Allen, he was very buff and muscular but his skin tone was olive.  He walked down to the ring with full confidence.  He was wearing white trunks, white knee pads and white wrestling boots. he looked almost like an angel.

After entering the ring and being checked by Grant, he turned toward his opponents, gave a little finger wave and said "hello boys.  This is the last time we're going to see you two upright for a while."

He then looked at Allen and pointing said "I want you first.  Assuming you've got the cahones to fight me."

"Yeah, I got them, but you ain't going to have yours for long."

"Okay guys knock it off.  Everybody to the center of the ring and no funny business," Grant said.

The four wrestlers walked toward the middle of the ring.

"All right guys, you all know the rules.  Standard tag team etiquette.  Let's just have a good competitive match."

"With these two wimps, nothing competitive about it at all," Allen laughed.

"Don't be so cocksure about that, asshole," Chadwick replied.

"Okay, okay.  Let's just shake hands and get this started and over with."

The four wrestlers all looked at Grant as if he had suddenly grown horns.

"I mean it.  Shake hands like good sports and let's go.  Otherwise we can all stand here in the middle of the ring while the audience all drools over my body."

"Egotistical jackass," Was Johnny's reply.  “If they are going to drool over anyone it would be me.”  The other combatants just snickered.   He then reluctantly stuck out his hand to Allen.

Allen looked at the hand as if it was covered in toxic waste.  He then reluctantly grabbed the hand and began to squeeze while looking Johnny straight in the eye.  Johnny never broke the stare, but did notice Allen's eyes widen slightly when he managed to equal the squeeze strength.  Allen had been put on notice.

While those two were locked in a macho standoff, Jimbo and Chadwick "shook" hands in the barest meaning of the word.  They both looked like they had been asked to touch dogshit.

Each team then walked back towards their corners.  Grant would have liked to seen the opponents shake the other hands as well, but realized he would have better luck trying to herd cats.

Once each team had reached their corners, Chadwick and Jimbo climbed out onto the apron and grabbed the tag ropes tied to the top turnbuckles.  They then each turned to the crowd and encouraged them to begin cheering.

The noise level rose as Allen and Johnny approached each other in the ring.  Grant signaled for the bell and the match began.  Initially they locked up in a collar and elbow and pushed each other around looking for an advantage.  Failing to achieve their objective they broke and backed away from each other.  Allen's back was to Chadwick and Johnny's back was to Jimbo.

Johnny looked around and then charged back into the ropes to get momentum to fly off them.  As he hit the top rope with his back, he flung his left elbow out to the side striking Jimbo in the lower face and jaw.  Jimbo stepped back and dropped off the ring apron, as Johnny charged back into the ring and toward Allen.  He attempted a running clothesline, but Allen ducked.  After ducking he turned around and met Johnny's abs with a straight leg boot as Johnny flew of the ring ropes.

Johnny came to a stop and bent over with a rush of air.  Allen locked his arm around the head and neck and dropped backward delivering a DDT to the mat.

Meanwhile, outside the ring, Chadwick had dropped to the arena floor, charged around the ring and delivered a flying drop kick to a slightly stunned Jimbo.  The kick sent Jimbo stumbling down the side of the ring where he finally lost his balance and fell backward with his head impacting the edge of the ring apron.  He dropped to the floor.  Chadwick quickly followed up by dragging Jimbo up by his hair and delivering his own DDT.  This was on the thin mats outside the ring so the effect was much greater on Jimbo that it was on Johnny.  Chadwick then returned to his corner and climbed back up onto the apron as Jimbo just lay there stunned.

The guys from TKE were screaming bloody murder at the ref and in general.  But Grant was concentrating on the action in the ring.

Meanwhile, Allen approached Johnny, reached down, grabbed hm by the hair and began to pull him up.  Once he was up on his knees, johnny delivered a fist in the lower abdomen of Allen causing him to release his hold on John’s hair and take a step back.  Johnny fired a second first just as the ref began to admonish him for using a closed fist.  Johnny just ignored him.

Finally, able to get back to his feet, Johnny took a step back to recuperate.  Allen did the same.  The two wrestlers then approached each other again.  As they begin to tussle, Allen was able to lock Johnny into a side headlock and begin squeezing.

Johnny grunted with the pressure.  However, he had the good sense to begin to maneuver Allen back toward his corner.  He was then able to twist around such that they were facing his corner and reached out to tag Chadwick.

Allen just laughed at the tag and let go of the headlock.  Johnny however, reached around Allen and secured his hands together simply hold Allen in place.  Chadwick had climbed onto the top rope and leapt off driving both feet into the upper chest of Allen. Just before the leap, johnny had begun to lift Allen up for a suplex.  The addition of the feet to the upper chest turned the move in a super suplex, with Allen having the back of his head and his upper back and shoulders driven into the mat.

Johnny stood up, looked toward the opposing corner and seeing Jimbo using the ring apron to pull himself upright, charged across the ring and delivered a baseball slide under the bottom ropes and into Jimbo’s upper shoulders and neck, driving him hard to the ground.  Johnny continued sliding out of the ring, pulled Jimbo up and delivered another ddt to the floor.

“hey, back to your corner and keep the action in the ring,” the ref was yelling at Johnny.  He just smirked and then began the walk back to his corner where he jumped back onto the apron. 

With the ref distracted, Chadwick picked up Allen’s two legs by the ankles.  He spread them apart and then delivered a leg drop straight into the crotch of his opponents.   Allen had more air expelled from his lung and grunted.  Chadwick then stood up, pushed Allen’s left leg out from his body and then did a knee drop down into the upper thigh near where is joined the body.  He repeated this three more times.  He then stood up, place his left leg on Allen’s right ankle and then began stomping down onto the same area of the leg.  Allen managed to wiggle free, but Chadwick quickly followed up.

He rolled Allen onto his back, picked up the left ankle, bent the leg at the knee, placed his right foot just above the knee on the posterior thigh, and then slammed the entire leg down to the mat.  He repeated this maneuver three more times.  He then tagged in Johnny. 

As Johnny was ascending the ropes, Chadwick again lifted the left ankle in the air.  Johnny jumped from the ropes landing both feet onto the posterior thigh and driving the leg and knee down into the mat.

Chadwick had dropped the ankle just before Johnny’s feet made impact.  He then charged across the ring, grabbed the top rope and somersaulted over the ropes landing on Jimbo who had just managed to get to his hands and knees forcing him back to the ground.  He was then lifted up and had his third DDT performed.  He was definitely now hurting.

“Hey, get to the corner and keep the action in the ring,” Grant yelled at Chadwick after following hm over.

“But this is more fun,” Chadwick replied.

“Corner, now,” Grant screamed.

Smirking Grant replied, but did deliver a kick to the head as he walked back to his corner.

Johnny took the opportunity while the ref was chastising Chadwick to deliver a full kick into the groin of Allen as he lay supine on the mat.  He then turned Allen over, grabbed the legs and locked on a figure four leg lock.  Allen began to moan and groan in pain.  To increase the pressure, johnny did a bridge.

The ref returns to the action to find Allen in the leg lock.

Grant dropped to the mat and asked “do you give??”

Allen shook his head now.  He began straining and was able to roll over changing the pressure from his knee to Johnny’s, he was then able to slow crawl over until he was grabbing the bottom rope.  Grant called for the break but had to help untangle the two from the hold.  With Grant’s attention focused on releasing the hold, Chadwick charged down the apron and delivered a one leg, leg drop, across the upper chest and neck of Allen.  Grant felt the drop but by the time he turned, Chadwick was standing on the ring floor by his corner acting all innocent.

Johnny was a little slow to get up, but thanks to Chadwick’s attach on Allen, he was faster.  He moved over to his corner and tagged Chadwick. Chadwick leaped over the top rope landing with both feet into the abdomen of Allen. 

Before exiting the ring, Johnny looked over to the other corner and saw that Jimbo was still not on the ring apron.

Chadwick grabbed Allen by his ankles and pulled him back into the ring.  He then delivered a series of stomps into the left thigh and knee.  He then drops to the mat, wraps his legs around the left thigh of Allen, with Allen’s knee facing chads abs.  He then locks his arms around the ankle and foot.  Using his hips, he pushes the thigh outward, while using the hands to keep the leg straight, thus hyperextending the knee.  He has him in a perfect kneebar.  As the pain increases Allen begins to scream

Grant is at his head “Do you wish to give?

“Nooo, goddamn it nooo,” he screams.

He attempts to twist and turn without much success.  As the pain begins to increase, he become more desperate.  Finally, he takes his left hand and is able to force it between his and Chad’s body.  He manages to get his hands over chad’s ball and clamps down into a claw hold at the same time pulling sharply downward.

Chadwick emits a loud scream and releases the kneebar.  His hands fly toward his crotch.  He is able to roll away breaking the ball claw.

As the entire event occurs before Grant is truly able to say anything, all he can do is admonish Allen after the fact.  “Hey, watch the low blows.”

“fuck you” is the only response.

Chadwick is able to slowly regain his feet although his balls are aching.  He is very pissed off.  So much so that he is not cautious and he approaches Allen.  Allen is able to roll over flat on his back and as Chadwick approaches, he kicks up his right leg, slamming Chadwick directly in the nuts again.

“oomph, aahhh, shit” is all that is heard as Chadwick falls to the mat clutching between his legs.

“Hey, no more low blows,” Grant screams.

“Ooops, bad aim,” Allen sneers.  With his leg hurting, Allen has to use the ropes to pull himself up. While he is able to support himself, the left leg is definitely weakened.  As he is concentrating on Chadwick, Allen fails to notice Johnny drop to the floor, run along the ring apron, reach under the ropes and grabs Allen by the ankles and yank outward, just as Allen releases the ropes.  Allen falls to the mat on his back.

Johnny pulls Allen’s feet under the ropes until the knee is dangling off the apron.  He then lifts the left leg up and slams the knee down across the apron edge.  He does this three times before Grant is able to get out of the ring and push him away.

“Back up asshole, you aren’t the legal man and outside interference is going to be allowed here.” Grant screams and he shoves Johnny.

“oh, shut the fuck up, big man.  If you want a piece of me let’s go,” he shouts as he raises his fist.

“Oh, that can be arranged, but not now fuckwad.”

As this is occurring outside the ring, Allen is able to get back to his feet and stumble slowly across the ring toward his corner.  Fortunately, Jimbo has managed to climb back to the ring corner and is available for the tag.  After the tag, Allen is slumped on the ring ropes, so Jimbo moves down the apron to enter the ring, but before he can do so, he is met with a flying dropkick from Chadwick, knocking him off the ring, he lands on the floor flat on his back, knocking the wind out of him.

Chadwick wraps his arms around Allen’s waist, pulls him up and delivers a suplex to the mat.  He follows this up by locking him into a standing leg lock with pressure on the left knee.  He makes sure that Allen is close to his and Johnny’s corner. When Grant disengages from johnny and re-enters the ring, that is where he finds the combatants.   He is completely unaware that a tag has occurred.

The TKO audience try to scream and yell to let Grant know what happened, but the ATO fans scream just as loud to drown them out.  So, the match continues with Allen in the ring and Jimbo laying on the floor trying to get his senses back.

Once Johnny has returned to the corner, Chadwick tags him in.  Johnny enters the ring, kneels down with one leg extended.  Chadwick pulls Allen upright, bends his left leg at the knee, traps the ankle, lifts Allen upward and then drops the left knee across the stretched-out knee of johnny.  Allen screams, drops to the mat and grabs his left knee.

After dropping Allen, Chadwick looks across the ring, sees Jimbo slowly climbing to his unsteady feet, so he charges across the ring, flies out between the top and second rope and nails Jimbo in the upper chest, forcing him over backward and down to the floor.

Grant starts to head toward the outside action to break it up.

“AAHHH SHIT, AAAHHH,” screams Allen.  Grant turns to see that Johnny has locked a ball claw on Allen. He quickly approaches the action.

“Hey, break the claw.  Low blows are not allowed.”

“What low ‘blow’?  This is just a claw,” Johnny sneers and the increases the pressure.

“Break it now or I’ll disqualify you,” Grant cautions.  Johnny then releases the hold and stands up.   Allen’s hands immediately go to his crotch and he rolls to his side.

Meanwhile, Chadwick takes advantage of the ref’s absence and locks a sleeper on Jimbo.  He holds the hold until Jimbo is out which isn’t long considering the abuse he has taken outside the ring all match long.  He drops the unconscious stud to the floor and then roll him almost under the ring so that Grant will not see him unless almost on top of him.  He then shoots a double bird to the TKE fans, who are screaming trying to alert Grant, and returns to his spot on the ring apron.

Johnny reaches down and grabs the left leg and pull up it upward.  He places his right leg next to Allen’s right thigh.  He then pushes the left leg as far as he can, applying pressure to the left thigh and knee.  When he tires of this, he reaches out and tags Chad.  Chad enters and grabs the right ankle and lifts up the leg.  On the count of three they each pull the legs apart as they drop to the mat.

“Out of the ring, Johnny,” grant calls.  Johnny just ignores him as they stretch the legs out twice more before johnny finally exits the ring.  In the meantime, Chadwick cinches the left leg of Allen just below the knee and then lifts up, pulling Allen almost completely off the mat with all the pressure on the left knee.

Allen let’s out a scream and then begins trying to free himself initially without success. He then manages to brace himself and then throws himself toward the left and swinging his right leg upward and driving his foot into the side of Chadwick’s head, knocking him off balance.  He drops Allen leg as he tries to right himself.

Allen rolls to his back and looks up.  He then pulls his right leg up toward his chest and kicks outward with all his might striking Chadwick in the side/lower abdomen, forcing him backward into a neutral turnbuckle.  He slams his lower back into the middle turnbuckle without much preparation.

Allen then rises, but stumbles as his left leg and knee isn’t able to support his full weight just yet.  He manages to stumble toward the turnbuckle where Chadwick is hanging.  He grabs the middle ropes on each side and delivers a series of five shoulder blocks into Chadwick’s midsection.  One blow for each five count that Grant shouts.

After the fifth blow he hobble backs and looks toward his own corner.  However, there is no one home.

“Looks like your partner left you,” shouts Johnny from his corner.

Allen ignores him and heads back toward Chadwick.  He reaches into the corner, grabs Chadwick by the head and snapmares him back into the middle of the ring.  He is smart enough to make sure most of the weight is on his right leg.  He then follows by delivering a leg smash across the throat of Chadwick.

“Hey, watch the blows to the throat,” Grant admonishes, but Allen just looks at him derisively.  Allen then attempts to lock a figure four head scissors on Chadwick but his left leg is not cooperating.  Instead he goes of a seated chin lock with his legs locked around Chadwick’s waist in a scissors.  Unfortunately, he is not able to apply full pressure to the scissors, but he is still doing some damage.

Suddenly Allen feels a sharp pain between his shoulder blades, as Johnny had entered the ring and delivered a flying knee to the upper back.  Allen release the chin lock and the scissors.

Grant gets in front of Johnny and begins pushing him back toward his corner.

Chadwick, feeling the pressure easing and then releasing, simple rolls over in place and drives his forehead forward and downward into Allen’s upper left thigh and his balls.  Allen screams and his hands fly downward to his thigh and crotch.

Chadwick gets to this hands and knees, crawls forward and places one hand on Allen’s lower thigh and the other hand onto the lower abdomen.  He then raises up and drops a knee into the quads of the left thigh.  He repeats this twice more, until Allen, in his thrashing manages to throw Chadwick off.  Chadwick lands on the mat but quickly regains his feet.

He pulls Allen upright, grabs him by the waist and then flips him so that Allen’s head is hanging down and his feet up.  He charges into his and Johnny’s corner driving his lower back into the middle turnbuckle. He then let’s Allen down so that he is laying against the turnbuckle upside down.  He delivers a couple of punches in to the abs before obeying grant and stepping backward.

When he does, Johnny takes Allen’s left leg, pulls in between the top and second rope, bends it around the solid turnbuckle and then locks the ankle in front of the opposite top rope.  Pressure is now being placed on the knee and to a lesser extent the groin.

Chadwick, seeing that Allen is now in position, charges around grant and begins to deliver a series of stomps into the knee and thigh of Allen’s left leg.  Johnny steps away from the action to show that he is not involved.

Grant gets between Allen and Chadwick and begins pushing him back from the turnbuckle.  Johnny swoops down the ring apron, grabs the trapped ankle and pushes it in toward the ring, applying maximum pressure to Allen’s ankle.  Allen screams as the pain increases.  As grant turns to see why Allen in screaming, Johnny releases the ankle, making sure it stays in front of the top rope and steps back.  Once turned Grants sees Allen still trapped in the rope, but Johnny is away from the corner.  Grant isn’t stupid but doesn’t see anything that he can do anything about.

Chadwick takes advantage of grant’s distractions and charges into the trapped Allen, driving his knee into the knee.  The violence of the action frees Allen’s ankle from the top rope allow him to retract the leg from around the turnbuckle, but he is still trapped in the ropes and the corner.

Chadwick slams in two forearms before being pulled off by grant.

“middle of the ring or get disqualified,” he yells at Chadwick.

Chadwick just smirks and backs up, his hands in the air as if to say “who me?”

Grant turns back toward the corner before Johnny can get back into the action.  He frees Allen’s leg from the ring ropes and Allen just drops to the canvas.  He reaches down with both hands and grabs at his knee.

Johnny looks at Chadwick and states, “Probably time to put this farce to an end.  I have some babes coming over tonight and need to freshen up.”  He then runs his hands through his hair and winks at Chadwick and the ref.

Chadwick just laughs.  He the proceeds to drag Allen out to the center of the ring.  He slams three boots into the left knee and then locks on a figure four leg lock. Allen cries out in pain.

“Do you want to give?”

“No, no, no,” Allen screams.

Chadwick bridges to increase the pressure on the leg.  Allen attempts to turn over to change the dynamics of the hold but is unable to do so.  He then begins to try and pull himself over to the ropes.  As he gets close, Chadwick releases the hold, stands up, delivers two stomps to the knee, then drags Allen back to the center of the ring and re-applies the hold.

“I can do this all goddamned night long,” Chadwick replies with a calm demeanor. 

While this is ongoing in the ring, Jimbo had regained consciousness and is slowly regaining his sense of where he is and what is going on.  He is slowly pulling himself up at ringside, when he feels a sharp pain in his head.  Johnny had appeared around the ring and grabbed a handful of hair.  He pulls Jimbo’s head back and looks down into his eyes.

“Look dude.  This is about over. Why don’t you just save yourself some pain and hang out on the floor here while my partner finishes up business.”

Jimbo looks in the ring and believes that Allen in about to submit.  It would be so much easier to just let it happen.  But that is his partner and he cannot do that.  He takes an ineffectual swing at Johnny.

Johnny just sighs.  “Always said the men of TKE were stupid.”  He then pulls a resisting Jimbo to his feet, lifts him up and performs a suplex onto the floor.  He follows this up by pulling Jimbo back up and delivering DDT number four.  He then walks away.

Jimbo is out of it.  For someone who hasn’t been in the ring since the match began, he still got the shit beat out of him.

About this time, Allen finally admits defeat.  “I give, I give.”  He screams.

Grant calls for the bell but Chadwick refuses to release the hold. 

“Who is the superior frat, asswipe,” He demands.

Allen at first says, “TKE,” but after several moments finally screams “Okay, ATO is superior.”

Chadwick finally releases the hold.

“I should disqualify you for that alone,” Grant says as he raises their hands in victory.

“Nah, you wouldn’t do that.  Just the normal post-match fun we all indulge in,” Chadwick replies.

“And the winners of the match, Johnny and Chadwick from Alpha Tau Omega,” the scratchy voice announces.  “As per the stipulations, they will announce rules of conduct for Tau Kappa Epsilon.  These rules will be announced in 10 minutes.”

With that the brothers of ATO cheered and applauded as Johnny and Chadwick left the ring and headed over to join their fellow frat brothers.

The brothers of TKE approached the ring and helped up Jimbo and then helped Allen out of the ring.  Some of them bitched about the cheating and unsportsmanlike conduct, but most knew that their wrestlers had just been outmaneuvered, if not outwrestled.  They were waiting with some anxiety for the rules to be announced.

As Grant was leaving the ring he was accosted by Cliff, a member of Phi Lambda Chi, who also refereed in the indies.  He was also the second-string quarterback behind Grant.  There was no love lost between those two.

“That was some pretty piss-poor job of officiating.  My two-year-old nephew could have done better.”

“Ha, I’ve seen you officiate.  You wouldn’t know a rule from a hole in the ground.  You’re available for sell to the highest bidder,” was Grant’s reply.

Cliff then got into Grant’s face.  “Why don’t you put your muscle and wrestling skills where your mouth is, punk.”

Grant just laughed. Grant knew that Cliff wasn’t above using dirty tricks, foreign bodies and whatever else it would take.  He wouldn’t put it past him to purposely injure him.

“Yeah, I know you and your dirty tricks. Just trying to figure out a way to get to be starting quarterback.  You really want to do this?  Then me and you, AFTER the season is over with.” 

“You’re on.  And I don’t need dirty tricks to beat you.”  With that Cliff jabbed in finger into Grants just and slammed his knee up into Grant’s balls.

At least that is what he tried to do, but Grant was faster.  He twisted around until the knee landed on his outer thigh.  He reached both hands up, placed them on Cliff’s pecs and shoved him backwards.  Cliff fell and landed on his ass.

He was immediately up and starting back toward Grant, when the football head coach stepped between the two.  He was here as one of the administrators.

“Enough. You’ve agreed to settle this after the season is over.” He then looked at Cliff and said, “and nothing had better happen until then, or else.”

Cliff just nodded and walked away.  Grant soon followed.