Posted by Northern Pro Wrestling on 10/19/2002, 2:35 pm [Kracken drops the lights, but is still standing on one knee as Direwolf steps in. A chop to the chest and Kracken steps up. Another chop by Direwolf. Kracken shoots a right hand in. Chop to the chest. Uppercut by Kracken. Forearm by Direwolf. These two big men are pounding away. Kracken pushes Direwolf to the corner and Direwolf is fighting to get out, but is weak from the blood loss. Kracken takes advantage and lands an elbow to the head. Pulling Direwolf out, Kracken lands a short-arm clothesline. Hoisting him up, Kracken has him set up for his finisher, the Krack Pipe!!] CROWLEY: This is it. It¡¯s all over now. MACE: ##It¡¯s a Small, Small World## CROWLEY: God, I need a vacation!! [Kracken turns his Death Valley Driver and positions himself over the box of lights!!! The fans are bracing for the worst and indeed when the slow-motion replays are shown over and over, it certainly looks like it is. The head of Direwolf slams right into the box of lights!!! The box is crushed instantly and Kracken and Direwolf fall into the mass of glass and metal. The fans in the arena have picked up the ¡°En Pee Dub!¡± chant as Tommy White has to take half a second to believe what he just saw and begin counting.] ONE! TWO! THREE! MASTERS: Holy Mackinaw!!! This thing HAS to end in a draw Ken, look at this!! FOUR! FIVE! MACE: ##It¡¯s a Small World After All. It¡¯s a Small World After All## [Kracken begins to get up!!! His arm a bloody mess to go along with the rest of himself!] MASTERS: Good GAWD Ken!!! Look at that! CROWLEY: Ohhh that can¡¯t feel good! [The camera focuses on the arm of Kracken as we see a jagged shard of glass protruding from beneath the skin! Unfazed, Kracken reaches over and pulls the shard out before discarding it. He struggles to get up.] SEVEN! [Direwolf is beginning to get up as well, definitely slowed by the blood loss and let¡¯s face it, the devastating shot onto glass bulbs!] EIGHT! NINE! [Kracken is up, he is already looking for his next weapon as White begins to raise his arm for the 10 count, Direwolf has made his way to his feet!! White waves off the bell as this one continues! [Kracken reaches into the toolbox, still open and beckoning to him. He pulls a ball-peen hammer out of the box!! He returns to find Direwolf when WHAM!!! Direwolf has picked up the steel garbage in the side of the ring and taken it right to Kracken¡¯s head!!] [Kracken stumbles. Direwolf wastes no time in picking up the remaining light tubes.] POP!!! [Kracken¡¯s head is a renewed crimson mess. He lands on one knee and raises his head. Direwolf, right on target, shatters the last bulb across the back of Kracken¡¯s head!!] POP!!! [Stepping off the ropes wearily, Direwolf drops his head, charging forward... and delivers his 'Alpha Male Marking His Territory' running headbutt! The huge man from Samoa drops face first in a small puddle of his own blood, and Tommy White is beginning his count!!] ONE! TWO! THREE! [Direwolf slumps in the corner. He holds the ropes in his hands, desperately trying to fight the blood loss he has suffered.] FOUR! FIVE! [Movement from Kracken!! He is pressing himself up, trying to get back up!!] SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! [Direwolf looks on as Kracken presses harder¡¦] NINE! [Kracken drops the hammer and falls back down into the blood stained mat¡¦] TEN!!! [Direwolf falls to the mat as the fans are giving these two major props for going all out in this match!!] MASTERS : That's it! This one is over, and "Mr. NPW" has pulled out a victory over the "Monster of the Pacific"! ARIEL MACE [on the house mic once more, as White reluctantly hands Direwolf the BWW Deathmatch title] : Ladies and gentlemen... the winner of your match, and NEWWWW! B! W! W! DEATHMATCH CHAMPIONNNN... DIIIIIIIIIREWOLF!!! [Direwolf, shaking the cobwebs from his own head, snatches the title from White. As White raises his arm, Direwolf faces the referee.... and plants his hingers into the man's mouth! Hoisting him up as he drops the title, Direwolf delivers the 'Alpha Male Choke Slam' to the referee, knocking him completely out as the fans cheer him on. Rolling out of the ring, Direwolf takes the BWW title and drags it behind him as he heads towards the back.] CROWLEY : Referee Tommy White laid out! Kracken defeated! And 'The Alpha Male' has sent a message to BWW -- that he's the biggest dog in the junkyard, and that NPW is here to stay, baby! [Direwolf makes his way towards the back, wiping the sweat and blood from his head as Kracken watches him go from his position on his hands and knees in the ring.] MASTERS : The tone has been set - NPW lies down for no one! Fans, thanks for allowing us to call this match - for Ken Crowley and Ariel Mace, I'm Bob Masters... enjoy the rest of the show! AND GOOOOOOOOOD GAAAAAAAAWD!!!! WE HOPE YOU HAVE ENJOYED THE PRE-SHOW EVENT. FLASHPOINT! WILL BEGIN IN : 10 SECONDS. 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.... Buffering... 23%... 57%...89%... Click.
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[Releasing it to get two fresh bulbs affords Direwolf precious few seconds of rest. But what a relief they are, for Direwolf finds it in himself to try and get his second wind going. Wiping the blood away, he is firing himself up as Kracken reaches into the box. Direwolf is up on his hands and knees when Kracken returns, bulbs in hand. Direwolf, perhaps out of desperation, lands a kick right on Kracken¡¯s kneecap, buckling the big man.]
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