[This is the last match in the night one series of JSWA. While I am not completely certain, I think these were written by a Bruce Major.
There are 3 more "events" each with several matches. Let me know if you are interested in me publishing the other events.]
Night one Match 7
Gauntlet: Ty and Jimmy vs.
"Gorgeous" George and "Lenny"
When Eric looked at Jimmy's excruciatingly
painful arm after his match against Biff and LJ, he knew that the shoulder they
hit at the end of the match was dislocated. "I can pop it back in, but
it'll hurt like hell - you shouldn't wrestle again tonight."
Jimmy seemed relieved. "Yeah, I guess
not."
"So, I'll just have to do our last and
toughest match by myself?" Ty sounded panicky.
George chimed in, suddenly behind them,
"Looks that way. This is our main event. Someone has to get out
there."
In the ring, Biff looked around at the
audience, smiling. "The next match is the final bout in tonight's
Gauntlet. Unfortunately, Jimmy "Freshman" has sustained an injury to
his shoulder. Therefore, please welcome the only lightweight in this last,
thirty-minute competition... TY!" The audience cheered Tyler
enthusiastically, but he was scared of this match. He got in the ring and just
waited in his corner. "And introducing his TWO heavyweight opponents....
First, back out at 338 pounds, `Gorgeous' George!... And his tag-team partner
for this match... at 382 pounds, LENNY!"
The heavyweights came out together, and
stood in the corner opposite Ty. The lightweight looked so small standing
across from the two huge heavies, virtually all of the audience couldn't help
but root for him. Before the bell rang, Ty went to Biff, who announced:
"the rookie requests that this, also be an ironman match." The
heavies readily agreed. Ty would find out only later about the "No
Pin" and "Submission Break" options. Still, he had guaranteed
himself thirty minutes of - granted, painful - ring time.
Lenny remained to face the lightweight as
"Gorgeous" stepped out on the apron. The bell rang. Ty feinted toward
the heavy's right leg, and then kicked the back of his right knee. Lenny went
down on that knee, and Ty grabbed his head, driving it to the mat and driving
the audience wild. The lightweight dropped a leg across the back of Lenny's
head, and kept stomping the heavy even as he started to get up.
When Lenny was on his knees, Ty came from
behind, grabbed his head and drove it again to the mat. This time the big man
was dazed. Ty struggled to roll him over, and hold a huge leg. Lenny easily hurled
Ty off him after one. Ty approached again as Lenny got to one knee, and walked
right into a low blow by the big man. Ty doubled over and held his groin as
Lenny straightened up. The audience was booing loudly, disgusted that the huge
heavy would resort to cheap shots so early in this mismatch.
Then Lenny slammed his elbow into the jobber's
lower back. Ty fell to his knees at the giant's feet. Lenny stepped over the
freshman, straddling him as he got back up onto his hands. Then Lenny
butt-stomped Ty over and over and over until the rookie remained unmoving on
the mat. His back already aching, Ty wondered why he had listened to Eric about
making this match Ironman - could he really take thirty full minutes of this?
As Ty rolled onto his back, Lenny bounced
off the ropes, and pounded the rookie with a massive thigh across his face.
Lenny pulled Ty back up, clapped a huge hand around his throat, and choke
slammed the jobber back to the mat, holding him by his throat for the first pin.
Ty, too, had neglected to request time
after falls, so Lenny and George basically got tag time after each fall. As
George entered the ring, Lenny pulled Ty up to his feet and sent him into the
ropes. On the rebound, Ty was double-sidewalk slammed back to the mat. Lenny got
out to the apron while George began a series of elbow drops all over the teen's
chest and gut. After them, George hooked a leg and covered Ty. The audience
roared when the kid managed to kick out after two. George hefted him up and threw
him in the ropes. Ty came back with a forearm to George's head that dazed him.
A second staggered him back. A third sent him against the ropes. Then Ty did something
stupid. He tried to bodyslam the heavy. Filled with adrenaline from the crowd,
he reached under George's crotch and tried to lift. The crowd started to go
nuts as it looked like George's feet were lifting. Finally, Ty screamed as
George lifted about a foot off the mat before the lightweight fell back,
toppling George on top of himself. George stayed, and Biff counted a pin.
Ty's back was in agony as Lenny stepped
over him and grabbed a handful of the front of his singlet. The heavy yanked
him up. Lenny pulled Ty into a headlock, crushing the teen's head against his
body, as he led the jobber around the ring and displayed him to the crowd. George
had stepped off the apron and was talking to the girls who seemed most
interested in Biff.
When all had seen the ease with which Lenny
manhandled Ty, the heavy sat, driving Ty's head to the canvas. When Lenny got
up, Ty was motionless on the mat. He rolled the jobber back over with a foot,
and then dropped to his knees on the boy's torso. Ty screamed and gagged as 378
pounds crushed his chest and gut. Then, all of a sudden, he was back on his
feet, hurtling into a corner. Seconds after he hit, front-first, his back was
smashed by Lenny's shoulder. Ty crumpled to the mat in the corner, only to be dragged
back to the middle by an ankle. There, Lenny hit him with two huge leg drops.
An off-the-ropes splash was far less than Lenny would have needed for the next
pin. 1-2-3.
Ty wished only for a respite as Lenny got
up, but would get none. George was already ready on the second turnbuckle, and
as soon as Lenny moved, George threw himself onto the rookie, splashing across his
chest. Biff started to count a pin, but George pulled Ty's head up. The heavy
got up and pulled a limp Ty to his feet. George threw the lightweight into the
ropes, and when he came back grabbed him fast and tight into a wicked bearhug.
Ty moaned and screamed as "Gorgeous" crushed his back and ribs. He
struggled to keep filling his lungs up with air. George kept on the pressure,
shaking Ty around and squeezing harder and harder the whole time.
After three minutes, Biff lifted Ty's arm.
Twice it dropped. The third time, as the crowd cheered, Ty held his arm up.
Slowly, his head came back up and he started to struggle. He bashed George on
the side of the head. Once was enough for George. He flattened Tyler to the
mat. After he got up, George pulled Ty back up and backed him into the ropes.
He whipped the jobber across the ring, and bent to back-body drop him. Ty
surprised all in attendance by stopping himself and raising a knee into
George's face. George straightened up, and Ty hit the ropes again, dropkicking
him hard in the stomach. Again, George doubled over. Ty bounced off the ropes a
third time and jumped over George, landing behind his legs, pulling with all
his might to wrap the heavy into some sort of pin. He wasn't strong enough.
George wobbled for a second, but held his ground and then crashed down onto Ty.
The rookie was winded, and his chest ached
from George's weight slamming onto it. He was relieved when the heavy got up,
though George soon came crashing back onto his chest with an off-the-ropes vertical
splash. This time, George let Biff count the pin.
When George got up, Ty heaved to breathe
despite the searing pain in his chest. Soon he was up again, pulled to his feet
and hurled at the heels' corner, where Lenny was waiting with a huge boot to
his face. Ty lay spread-eagled in the corner as Lenny stepped into the ring, one
foot planted deep in Ty's stomach while he did so. They pulled the jobber to
his feet and together whipped him into the opposite corner, where his chest
slammed into the top turnbuckle and he bounced right back out to the mat.
George ran anyway, and leapt to sitting on the poor boy's lower back before
pulling him up and securing him in the corner, arms draped over the top rope
and legs spread around the middle rope. The rookie was wide open, and could only
close his eyes and brace himself as George charged toward him and then slammed
into him. There, George remained, all his girth pressing the thin rookie into
the corner. Before Ty was able to brace himself again, Lenny had run and piled
on his own 380+ pounds. Ty was utterly squashed.
When the heels moved, Ty remained hanging
by his arms and legs in the corner, still held wide open. George looked around
the ring, expecting to see Biff about to go off on them. But he didn't see Biff
anywhere. Ah- there he was, not even in the ring, talking to some of the girls
at ringside. George smiled, thinking, 'way to go, girls.' He and Lenny each
grabbed the top rope and used it for balance as they both viciously stomped
Ty's chest and gut, while the rookie just hung in the corner and moaned.
Finally, a stray kick by Lenny hit Ty's neck and the kid shuddered so hard that
his arms came free, and he swung down by his knees. His face and chest on the
mat, legs still up on the ropes, Ty was in a bad position, which the heavies
soon exploited, now stomping his back viciously as he tried to pull himself off
the ropes. Ty finally succeeded, and his legs flopped down to the mat.
Unfortunately, he had pulled himself mostly under Lenny, who waited until Ty
had gotten to his hands and knees and then butt-stomped him back down flat
again. As Biff still appeared to be collecting the female fans' numbers, the
heels saw no reason to stop double-teaming the rookie.
When Lenny got up, Ty dragged himself to
the ropes and began pulling himself up them. It was a slow and painful process,
and the heels only let him get to his knees before they moved back in. They
pulled him up the rest of the way and whipped him into the opposite ropes. Ty
ducked an attempted double-clothesline, hit the ropes again and bounced off
right into Lenny's arms, waiting to belly-to-belly suplex him to the center of
the ring. As Lenny moved, George moved in, rolling the jobber onto his stomach
and then dropping to his knees on Ty's back.
After George got up, Lenny nailed Ty's
lower back with a huge elbow off the ropes. Then George bounced off the ropes
and vertical splashed onto the rookie's lower back. Ty's back was in tatters as
Lenny pulled him to his feet again and then into a full nelson. The rookie
squirmed futilely, his legs too much weight for his back to hold up just then,
but couldn't get out of the hold. Lenny turned him to face George. The heavy
began planting blows into Ty's gut, and counted out ten, before Lenny swung
Ty's body up by the full nelson and then slammed his back on the mat. Ty was in
such pain. He couldn't bear to be on his back, or his stomach, and so lay on
his side, just waiting for more.
Lenny pulled him up again and whipped him
into the corner so hard, he bounced right back out to the mat on his face. Now,
both heels pulled him up to his feet and whipped him in the ropes. They waited
to clothesline him, but Ty held on. So, Lenny and George double- clotheslined
him over the top rope and out to the floor, right next to Biff.
Now, the erstwhile ref noticed what had
been going on. He looked from Ty, nearly out cold on the floor at his feet, to
the two heavies in the ring. "Hey, hey! Who's the legal man in
there?" The heels exchanged a look. "I am," Lenny offered.
"Then you stay there, and you" -
he pointed to George - "get out of the ring!" Biff got back in,
leaving Ty on the floor outside, and began to count the lightweight out. Lenny
tried to get past Biff to pull Ty in the ring, but the ref would have none of
it. While Biff kept Lenny back and kept an eye on George, Ty had time to slowly
pull himself up. When he got to his knees he looked in the ring and saw Biff
holding up his opponents. 'Thank God,' he thought. Ty was breathing heavy, and
ached everywhere.
He looked at the clock. Only seven and a
half minutes to go. It didn't seem so bad, after all. Sure, he hurt. But he had
figured out that every minute in the ring with these guys earned him over four
dollars. So, he started to push himself back into the ring. Then, out of
nowhere, Harry streaked from the locker room and slammed into Ty, spearing his
gut on the ring apron. The rookie fell back to his knees, only to have Harry
drive his head to the floor. Seeing Harry working over Ty, Lenny redoubled his
efforts to get past Biff, which only made Biff angrier and more concerned with
Lenny. Outside, Harry had pulled the teen back to his feet. The audience booed
and jeered as Dirty Harry turned Ty, planting the boy's face in his nasty
crotch, and then tombstoned him to the cement. After rubbing his stinking
crotch and ass on poor Tyler's face for a minute, Harry rolled him back in the
ring and disappeared under it.
Biff felt as Ty bumped against the back of
his calves. "All right, then," he said, and got out of Lenny's way.
Ty lay on his back, his thin chest heaving, legs spread-eagled out to his
sides. Lenny looked down and then out at the audience. "THIS is an
opponent?" He slammed a thigh down across the boy's chest, and Ty jerked
on the mat. Lenny pulled the ragdoll jobber to his feet and whipped him
face-first into a corner, following right behind with a shoulder to the kid's
lower back. Ty fell to his knees, leaning into the corner. Biff called for a
break, and Lenny backed off after slamming his weight into the kid once more.
Ty pulled himself up by the turnbuckles, slowly getting to his feet and turning
to face Lenny.
Soon as Biff stepped out of the way, the
big guy lunged, trying to squash Ty once again in the corner. Ty, however, was
gone, having lunged out of the way when he saw Lenny start to move. The heavy
got a chest full of turnbuckle, and turned around to get drop-kicked back in
the corner by Ty. The audience was going wild as Ty grabbed the middle rope and
began plowing his shoulder into Lenny's massive gut. The blows didn't have much
effect, though, for Lenny soon brought his arms slamming down on Ty's back.
The rookie fell to his knees, but thought
fast enough to roll back out of the way of another big double blow. As Ty got
to his knees, the big man was already bearing down on him. He thought fast and
lashed out, one fist sinking into the heavyweight's crotch. Lenny stopped in
his tracks and fell to his knees, holding his crotch as he did. Ty got up,
bounced off the ropes behind the big man and bulldogged his head to the mat. As
Ty rolled Lenny over, the audience was jubilant, and when he frog-splashed onto
the hulking heavy and hooked a leg for a pin, they were screaming. Then, before
Biff could get to three, George slammed his elbow into the rookie's lower back,
and Ty slid right off of Lenny onto the mat.
While Biff got back to his feet, George was
already pulling Ty up off the mat and then powerslamming him right back to it.
The next time George pulled the rookie up, it was into a full nelson. Biff
began counting as Lenny began punching. Only after five massive blows to the
rookie's crotch did Biff make George leave the ring again. Ty was left in a
heap on the mat at Lenny's feet. The heavy began stomping, pounding his huge
foot down on Tyler's head, chest and gut. Then he pulled a limp Ty back to his
feet and gorilla pressed him, holding the boy high in the air for all to see
before dumping him out of the ring, on the arena floor behind George. Lenny
tried to follow, and soon he and Biff were again almost coming to blows.
Again, poor Ty was on the floor. George
jumped down from the apron just as Harry emerged from under the ring. The heavyweight
lifted Ty as for a slam, and rammed his back into the steel support pole. Ty screamed
when his back hit, but George didn't let him go. He turned, and took off,
ramming Ty's back into the next pole. Then he finally powerslammed the boy,
ramming his back onto a steel chair laid on the floor by Harry. When George got
up, Ty was mush on the floor. George and Harry pulled the job boy to his feet
and Harry got him into position for his signature stinky tombstone. Together,
he and George then drove Ty's head into the steel chair. The resounding thwack
made by the rookie's head on the chair made Biff look around, and he awarded a
win by disqualification to Ty. Unfortunately for the jobber, the match went on.
As Harry retreated to the locker room,
George roughly rolled Ty back into the ring. Lenny was ready. He dropped right
down on the boy's head with a huge leg drop. Then he dragged the limp boy by an
arm to the center of the mat. He laced his fingers under Ty's chin and pulled
the lightweight back into a camel clutch, leaning his weight back on the kid's
butt as he stretched him back. Ty was wailing from the pain. His back had taken
so much abuse. Now he knew why. As Lenny bounced and pulled Ty's head back even
further, the boy had to scream out a submission.
As Lenny got up, the boy rolled to his
side, curling up to stretch his back the right way. Then George pulled him up
with a handful of singlet and flung him into the heels' own corner. Ty hit with
such force that he fell back to the mat. Again, George pulled the boy up and
propped him against the turnbuckles. Then he backed up and rammed the kid,
squashing Ty with his own weight before Lenny slammed onto the pile, crushing
the jobber even more. Lenny stepped out of the ring, and George led Ty back to
the center. There, he picked the teen up and powerslammed his back to the mat.
When George moved, Ty arched up, only to be kicked in the stomach and sent
right back flat. The heavy grabbed his ankles, and turned him over into a Boston
crab.
Again, the pressure on Ty's back was
immediately too much and as the huge heavyweight leaned back, Ty submitted.
George didn't let go, though. As Biff began counting, George just settled his
weight back further and further, bending the kid's legs further and further
over his back. Biff was too busy trying to get George to relent to even notice
Lenny, who came in behind the ref and slammed his butt down on the rookie's
upper back. Now Biff was furious, and started yelling at the heavies as they totally
ignored him. Both remained on the lightweight.
George sat back further and further, while
Lenny again grabbed the kid's chin and started stretching his back that way
too. Ty was screaming in agony, his back bent almost double as the huge pros
twisted him. After a glance at the clock, Biff gave up trying to maintain order
for the last three minutes of the match. He just accepted Ty's submission to
the wicked double-hold, and kept telling the heavies they had made him submit.
Finally, Lenny let the boy's head thump to the mat and George got up. The
Gorgeous one rolled Ty over and hit the ropes, leaping onto the destroyed
jobber in a huge splash across his chest and face that elicited another pin.
Soon as George was out of the way, Ty's heart sank, for he saw Lenny balancing
himself on a top turnbuckle. The freshman ordered himself to move, willed his
muscles to roll him out of the way, but he was too weak. A second later, the
massive heavyweight's ass slammed down onto Ty's chest. Again, Biff counted a
pin.
For the remaining time, the heavyweights
didn't move Ty. They just kept bouncing off the ropes and leaping off the
turnbuckles onto him, squashing and then pinning him over and over, until the
last thirty seconds. Then Lenny pulled the dishrag rookie up off the mat one final
time, as George mounted the turnbuckles. Lenny planted Ty's head between his
legs and lifted his waist, scissoring his head for a few vicious seconds before
piledriving it to the mat. Lenny flopped the kid onto his back and stood up as
George leapt, and crashed down onto the jobber. Moments later, Lenny had
bounced off the ropes and leapt onto George. Ty was totally squashed, and Biff
counted the final pin as Ty's thirty minutes in the ring with the heavies ran out.
Lenny and George piled off the rookie, and beamed at the audience as Biff
raised their hands in victory. Then George did what he hoped would start a
tradition: he pulled the destroyed jobber to his feet, and raised Ty's hand in
the air. The audience went nuts.
The lightweight had earned one hour of TIR
for the half-hour in the ring and the one DQ victory he got during the match.
Lenny earned five hours of ring time for his two submissions and five pins on
poor Tyler, minus the match length. George earned five and a half hours (two
submissions, six pins).
As Lenny helped (mostly carried) Ty back to
the locker room, "Gorgeous George" addressed his audience one more
time. "Thank you all so much for coming to the first night of Jobber
Squash Wrestling! I hope you all had a great time. We sure saw some great displays
of endurance by our jobbers tonight, and I sure had fun making them display
it!" The audience laughed. "Remember, this is an open event. If you
or someone you know wants to get involved, we will be right here again in two
weeks. Hopefully, we'll have more little guys next time as tough as Ty and
Dane, who can show us all what they're made of. Tapes of this night's matches
will be available then. Good night and SQUASH ON!"
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