Zero Gravity Championship Match
Tyron Bickerton Vs. Zakk Morris
Axel Reid: Certainly some interesting options for Ace Watson to make, concerning his future but now we turn our attention to a match that will showcase another Australian talent.
Ruby Parvati: Talent? You call the fat, slob that faces the chiseled God of a man, Zakk Morris in a moment...talent? Pfft.
Axel Reid: Ruby...You've seen just as I have the heart, passion and ability Tyron Bickerton has shown since his time here, this is going to be far from a cake walk for The Heart Throb.
Ruby Parvati: Shh...Be careful when saying the word cake around here, you never know where that slob may be, Axel!
Axel Reid: Ruby, that sort of talk is not acceptable! That's not the type of image we at VoW aim to showcase at all, that's something both yourself and Zakk should realise very quickly.
"No Hable Ingles" by Bowling For Soup begins to play as the crowd rises to their feet, once the music reaches the full band intro, Tyron Bickerton steps out from behind the curtain to quite the ovation. Bickerton looks around at the crowd with a focused glare.
Ruby Parvati: Oh now look what you've done...There he is!
He proceeds to slowly make his way down the ramp as his song runs the first verse, slapping the hands of young fans as he passes. He reaches the bottom of the ramp, soaking in the reaction and as he crosses the camera he mouths the words, "This is for you, Jos" before climbing onto the apron.
Axel Reid: He's focused and determined...you can see it in his eyes, he wants to beat Zakk Morris more than ever.
Ruby Parvati: Easier said than done I believe.
He climbs to the second rope from the outside when his theme hits its pre-chorus ("When I'm not feeling it..!"), and poses with his arms wide open. He then drops into the ring over the top rope, and stretches against the ropes or in the corner until it's opening bell time. That being said the arena lights found themselves dimming down at that moment. As the opening up Allstar Weekend's "Sorry. . ." began hitting the arena's speakers. There was a bit of a mixed reaction upon hearing the music. Men found themselves booing, but females were cheering with every last bit of energy they had in them. After a few seconds the curtain is pushed to the side and a young man comes strutting out on the steel stage. He was rocking a pink hair band - giving off that 80s Rock Band and happened to be wearing a jean jacket. He looked out at the crowd with a smirk and starting to shout out loud "If you aren't crushing on me yet. You will be before the end of the night!" That being said he ran his hands through his hair briefly and threw them out to the side taunting the crowd. Some of the boos got louder, but some of the cheers did as well. That's when he began to make his way down the ramp with a strut in his step.
Ruby Parvati: Hubba hubba...He's dripping wet, I'm dripping wet and I bet that lard in the ring has wet himself just seeing Morris out here.
Axel Reid: That's a bit farfetch'd and gross all at once. This is a damn family show, Ruby...
Zakk was right there at ringside. He made a short little jog towards the ring as he leaped up onto the ring apron and thanks to his knee pad. He was able to spin around smoothly and look out at the crowd. Pointing to a few ladies in the front row Zakk gave them a little wink before standing up. That's when he placed his left leg over the middle rope and ducked down climbing into the ring. Zakk was quick to turn towards the nearest turnbuckle and start climbing into the second rope. He ran his hand through his hair again and then tossed them out at the side for his taunting motion. Grabbing a hold of his head band, he tossed it out into the crowd. Turning around and leaping down from the turnbuckle. Zakk began to take off his jean jacket as his music faded out.
Axel Reid: This has all the makings of a classic Zero Gravity Match.
Ruby Parvati: It had all the makings of a pig going to the slaughterhouse, Axel. It's time for ring introductions...
Both men are already spitting trash at each other as the referee is forced to control them both. Bickerton backs up into his corner as Morris hops up onto the second turnbuckle.
Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is a singles match, scheduled for one fall and is for the vacant Zero Gravity Chaaaammmpionship!
As Heisenberg says this the referee has positioned himself and raises the belt in his hands high above his head to an ovation from the crowd.
Jerry Heisenberg: Introducing first, to my right...Standing in at 5 feet and 10 inches, weighing in at 255 pounds; Hailing from Brisbane, Australia...TYYYYYROOOONNNN BIIIIIICKKKERTONNN!
As Heisenberg announces his name, Bickerton steps forward and outstretches his arms once again before pointing right at Morris with a look of determination.
Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent...Standing in at 6 feet and 2 inches, weighing in at 235 pounds; Hailing from Hollywood, California...Former Bayside High alumni, "The Heart-Throb"...ZAAAAAAAKK MORRRRISSS!
Morris stands up on the second turnbuckle and once again runs his hands through his wet hair before flicking it out towards Bickerton before hopping down. The referee reminds both competitors what they're fighting for, showing them the Zero Gravity Championship before handing it off to the timekeeper and signalling for the bell. Heisenberg exits the ring.
DING! DING! DING!
There's a buzz in the audience as both men begin to circle the ring before locking up in a collar and elbow tie up in the middle. Morris gains the advantage, backing Bickerton into a corner. The referee is quick to push his way through the middle of the two, causing a break. Morris throws his hands up, backing a way for a moment with a smug look on his face before suddenly rubbing Bickerton's gut to an immediate chorus of boos.
Axel Reid: Morris gets a slight advantage early and you can see, the mind games are coming in early here. Whether that may be the rise or downfall for Morris, we'll soon find out.
Bickerton smirks and shakes his head before regaining focus. Morris has backed off, grinning wildly before he too regains focus. They once again meet in the middle, this time locking up in a test of strength. Bickerton quite clearly takes the advantage pushing Morris down to his knees. Clearly sensing trouble, Morris releases his grip and backs off, slightly annoyed. Suddenly he whips his hand right across the face of Bickerton, "Come on, tubby!"...This once again sends a vibration of boos throughout the arena, but that lasts only a second as Bickerton immediately replies with a vicious Knife Edge Chop, swatting Zakk straight to the mat.
Ruby Parvati: What a cheap shot!
Axel Reid: Did you completely miss the cheap shot Zakk made with that slap? He deserved to get struck like that...violent chop, though. And it looks like Bickerton is going to lay a beating on Morris now.
Tyron rolls Zakk to his feet and begins unloading with some closed fists much to the referee's disdain. Morris staggers into the corner before getting lit up with another chop from Bickerton. Tyron continues the strikes by unloading a quick fury of forearms one after another before he backs up into the opposing corner. He sneers down at Morris before charging and connecting with a stiff clothesline, Bickerton immediately transitions this into a headlock, running forward and as he leaps in the air to go through with a bulldog, Morris pushes him off before dropping to the mat and rolling out of the ring to regroup much to the disdain of the Thunder Bay audience!
Axel Reid: Morris merely avoids that Bulldog from Bickerton and now has to regroup.
Bickerton doesn't take his eye off him for a moment, only giving Morris half a second before sliding out and swinging at The Heart Throb who ducks under and immediately begins to run around the ring. The chase is on now as Bickerton darts after Morris who for a moment runs backwards, mocking Bickerton and yelling "MID MATCH CARDIO FOR YOU, FAT BOY!" before realising Bickerton is gaining ground and sliding back into the ring. Morris pops up to his feet and backs up a little, making room as Bickerton slides in behind him and as the slightly heavier man stands up, Morris hops across the back of Bickerton's neck, driving his face into the canvas with a beautiful leg drop bulldog, Famouser!
Ruby Parvati: HAHA! Morris turned into a PT for a second there, made Tyron do a lap around the ring for some cardio and helped him with a push-up too!
Axel Reid: That was far from a push up assist! Morris goes for a cover!
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2- NO! BICKERTON KICKS OUT!
Morris immediately looks towards the referee, questioning the count before immediately locking in a chinlock on Bickerton, "IT'S OKAY, TY...I KNOW YOU NEED A BREATHER, I GOT YOU...REST HOLDS BABY!"
Axel Reid: Does he ever shut his gob and just wrestle?
Ruby Parvati: The man oozes confidence...Now if only he'd ooze-
Axel Reid: Don't even go there, Parvati!
The fans are now firmly behind Bickerton as Morris wrenches on the grounded chinlock even more. The referee continuously checks on Bickerton who refuses to give up. The fans slam against whatever they can possible slam in order to create noise and get behind the Australian. Bickerton slowly rolls over as Morris starts shaking his head and tightening the chinlock even more! Tyron rolls onto his knees now and unloads with shots to Morris' abdomen.
Axel Reid: Tyron is still fighting out of it, he's refusing to go down now!
Zakk releases his grip momentarily before cracking Tyron in the chest with a stiff side kick! Morris hits the ropes to gain momentum for an attack but Bickerton meets him there and pounds him with a European uppercut, backing Morris into a corner! Tyron once again backs into the opposing corner before charging and clubbing Morris across his chest and throat with a corner clothesline!
Ruby Parvati: This again?!
Axel Reid: He's going for the clothesline and bulldog combination once again, will he get it?
He reels back and throws his arm into Morris' throat a second time for added measure before twisting into a headlock, running out of the corner and...once again is pushed off by Morris, this time however Bickerton spins around and is met with a kick right under his chin, BICKERTON IS OUT ON HIS FEET!
Axel Reid: SAVED BY THE BELL OUT OF NOWHERE!
Ruby Parvati: But the Cookie Monster is still standing, Axel!
Morris repositions himself before charging forward and dropping Tyron with a Running STO before hooking his outside leg for a cover!
1...
2..- NO! BICKERTON KICKS OUT!
Morris slaps the mat before immediately rolling under the bottom rope and ascending up to the top, quickly. He pauses for a moment before leaping off the top and arching his elbow before driving it right into the chest of Bickerton!
Axel Reid: DIVING ELBOW DROP!
For the second time in a few minutes, Morris hooks the leg for a cover...
1...
2...
NO! BICKERTON KICKS OUT AGAIN!
Morris runs his hands through his sandy hair and slams the mat over and over before climbing on top of Bickerton and screaming in his face. Morris begins to pummel the man with some closed rights to his head before jerking him up to his feet and pushing him into a corner before unloading with some more fists as the referee is continuing to warn Morris.
Axel Reid: The official in the ring is proving to be a little lenient, and rightfully so considering this is a title match that needs a winner, who would get this championship if Morris is disqualified?
Ruby Parvati: That's an interesting thought, the title is vacant...Maybe they'd award it to the man who it should've been awarded to in the first place, The Heart Throb.
Axel Reid: I doubt it...
The referee finally gets between Morris and Bickerton who clutches at his head, after being rattled. Morris backs up into an opposing corner, he sets his sights on Bickerton, charging in and leaping in the air but Tyron scouts it well, bursting out of the corner and dodging the attempted corner splash by Morris. Tyron lines Morris up against the ropes and whips him off, Zakk bounces off the ropes and ducks under the lariat attempt by Tyron. Zakk springboards onto the middle rope and dives perfectly onto Bickerton, twirling him around and PLANTING TYRON ON THE CROWN OF HIS HEAD WITH A DDT!
Ruby Parvati: Coooonncusssions for daaayyyyzz!
Axel Reid: That Springboard Tornado DDT certainly will have an effect on Bickerton in the morning, win, lose or...dare I say draw.
Morris doesn't bother pinning Bickerton this time however instead choosing to roll to his feet and stomp on T-Bick before making his way to the apron. Bickerton slowly is rolling to his feet and Morris is perched on the apron waiting for him to rise to his feet. Zakk is practically licking his lips, waiting for Bickerton to rise. When he finally stands on both his feet, Morris springboards off the top rope and drills him right on the button with a forearm shot! Tyron staggers back into the ropes. Morris is there with him as he fires off a quick chop, returning the favour from early in the match before Everybody's Man Crush grabs hold of Bickerton's head and leads him to the middle of the ring before darting towards the ropes, hitting them for momentum before charging back right into the grasp of Tyron! Tyron scoops Morris up AND DROPS HIM SPINE FIRST ACROSS HIS KNEE!
Axel Reid: Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker! And just like that Tyron Bickerton may have turned this match around, Ruby!
Ruby Parvati: I'll admit it...That was neat but surely that won't be enough to put down Morris!
Bickerton hooks both the legs for a cover!
1...
2- MORRIS KICKS OUT!
Bickerton rolls off of Morris and onto his back, both men proving that they want this more than anything.
Ruby Parvati: See? Bickerton is going to need to dig reeeaally deep, I'm almost positive he doesn't normally dig deep in any circumstance...but if he wants to even come within a hair away from winning the Zero Gravity Championship then he's going to have to dig deeper than ever before!
Axel Reid: Bringing that back into context...Neither man have gone for their trademark match enders, Morris and his Bayside High Backslide Driver and Bickerton with his Game Over Brainbuster. I imagine with the bombs that these two have thrown at each other, the man that hits either one of their match enders...could do just that, end...the match.
Morris is beginning to stir now, clutching at the ropes in order to try and pull himself up while Bickerton is quicker to roll on all fours before pushing himself up to his feet. Morris makes his way towards Bickerton, who plays a little possum and suddenly grabs Morris by the rest and whips himinto the corner once again before charging in and for the third time in the match connecting with a vicious clothesline...
Axel Reid: Tyron is persistent on getting this combination right!
He immediately transitions into a headlock, he pauses as the crowd want to see him go through with the move. Bickerton charges out of the corner and plants Morris in the middle of the ring with the bulldog!
Ruby Parvati: What?!
Axel Reid: He finally got it, he's rolling him over...Could this be it?!
1...
2...
3- NO! NO! MORRIS KICKED OUT! MORRIS KICKED OUT!
Bickerton cannot believe it, he spent a majority of the match trying to hit the clothesline and bulldog in succession and it hasn't paid dividends for him. Bickerton confirms with the referee that it's definitely a two count before getting to his feet and pulling Morris up to his too. Ty drives his knee into the gut of Morris before he tucks his head between his legs and quickly hoists Morris up on his shoulders for a powerbomb and just as he's about to smash Morris back down, Zakk reverses it and plants Bickerton face first with a sitout facebuster! Bickerton flops on his back and clutches his face before rolling under the ropes and onto the apron.
Axel Reid: A wise move there, Bickerton realising he could be in danger and almost on instinct gets out of a possible pinning predicament that could've followed!
Bickerton uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet, checking his lip to see if it's busted. Morris pops him with a forearm to the head from inside the ring before meeting him out on the apron. The two trade a few blows for a moment, forearm shot, headbutt, forearm shot, slap, slap, headbutt, another headbutt in reply...
Ruby Parvati: It's reeallly broken down now, we're getting into the nitty gritty of this match.
Axel Reid: You're absolutely right there Ruby...They stand in a precarious position though, one blow and either man could fall off the apron and onto the hard
Morris uses the ropes to help nail Bickerton with a sudden gamengiri before following that up with a kick to his gut. Bickerton doubles over as Morris takes a step or two back to gain some room, once again using the rope he goes leaps high in the air, looking for another legdrop bulldog...WAIT NO! BICKERTON HAS HIM CAUGHT!
Axel Reid: Famou- Oh no! Now Tyron is the one who has Morris' move scouted...You don't think he's going to...?
Morris can't believe it as he has no clue how Bickerton was able to counter that. Tyron goes to power Morris down onto the apron but once again Morris escapes, looking for another sitout facebuster...BUT FROM THE SHOULDERS OF BICKERTON, MORRIS LANDS GONADS FIRST HARD ACROSS THE KNEE! MORRIS' EYES LIGHT UP IN AGONY!
Ruby Parvati: NOO! ZAKK!
...TYRON WASTES NO TIME IN HOISTING MORRIS UP AND FOLDING HIM IN HALF WITH A POWERBOMB ONTO THE APRON!
Axel Reid: ACCORDION STYLE POWERBOMB ONTO THE APRON!
Bickerton holds onto Morris' legs and rolls him through the middle and bottom rope and back into the ring. He pushes Morris' body towards the middle before hooking both the legs...
1...
2...
3...?
NO! KICKOUT BY MORRIS! KICKOUT BY MORRIS!
The fans are more ecstatic that this outstanding Zero Gravity Match gets to continue now as Tyron punches the mat in frustration now, wondering what he's going to have to do to beat Zakk Morris.
Axel Reid: That's unbelievable! Zakk Morris has somehow gotten his shoulder up and this match will continue! Both of these young upstarts in VoW have done their homework on each other and have countered each other almost move for move!
Ruby Parvati: It doesn't matter if you love either of these men or hate them...You've got to know that this is up there with some of the best Zero Gravity Championship matches. And that's saying something considering the Zero G Champs we've had!
Tyron slowly begins to pulls himself up as Morris is face down on the mat, clutching the back of his head. There's a barely audible "This is awesome!" chant resonating throughout the arena as Bickerton rises to his feet, he makes his way over to Morris before slowly pulling him up...but suddenly Zakk slides under Bickerton's arm, hooking onto both that arm and the other arm of Tyron's in an attempt for the Backslide Driver!
Axel Reid: BAYSIDE HIGH ATTEMPT! BAYSIDE HIGH!
Both men struggle for position before Bickerton rolls out of it, maintaining and wrist clutch. He pulls Morris into a front facelock before hoisting him up in the air...
Ruby Parvati: NO! NO!
Axel Reid: REVERSAL...GAAMMMMEEE OVVVEERR!
...and drives Morris down on his head with a sickening Brainbuster!
Axel Reid: C'mon TYRON! COVER HIM, YOUNG MAN! COVER HIM!
The crowd is absolutely electric now as Tyron can only manage to throw his body on top of Morris...
1...
2...
3...?
3...!!
DING! DING! DING!
Axel Reid: That's it! He did it! The young kid from Australia did it!
The crowd erupts as "No Hable Ingles" by Bowling for Soup blares throughout the arena as Tyron rolls off of Morris, exhausted and confused. The moment not yet sinking in.
Jerry Heisenberg: The winner of the match via pinfall...ANNNDD NEWWW VOW ZEEEROOO GRRRRAVITY CHAMPION...TYYYRRROOOONNN BIIIICKKKEERTOOOON!!!
The announcement causes a new wave of cheers to ripple throughout the arena as Tyron finally realises what just happened, the official hands him the belt to which Tyron can't believe the sight in front of him. The official raises his hand in victory as emotion sets in for Tyron. His partner and close friend Heath Williams comes charging down, sliding into the ring and tackling Bickerton with an embrace. Heath pulls Tyron to his feet and proudly raises Tyron's hand who in turn raises his newly one championship.
Axel Reid: An unbelievable match, Zakk threw everything he had but the kitchen sink but tonight, Tyron Bickerton walks out the victor! After all the trash talking and the Twitter wars, tonight...Tyron Bickerton etches his name in the VoW history books! Truly an American dream moment!
The scene fades out as both the best friends walk up the ramp in celebration.