Robbins: Ladies and gentlemen, the following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
“You’re the Best” by Joe Esposito plays through the studio’s audio system, garnering a big pop from the Cleveland crowd!
Robbins: Making his way to the ring from the 3rd Stall on the Right by way of the Nearest Men’s Room, weighing in tonight at a whopping 369…and a half…pounds…he is BEAUTIFUL…BOBBY…DEEEEEEEEEAN!
Bobby makes his way to the ring, with his usual tag team partner noticeably absent due to the rare occasion of the Beautiful One teaming with someone else.
Moss: You can’t help but wonder what’s on Bobby’s mind, knowing that tonight’s mystery draw placed him in a tag match with Randall Schwartz instead of teaming with his pal Lunchbox Larry.
Howley: The only thing I’m wondering is how quickly Randall is gonna realize this is a bad situation for himself and drop Bobby like a bad habit!
The cheering for Bobby quickly turns into a chorus of jeers however as “March and Fanfare” begins to play, signaling the arrival of Bobby’s tag partner for the evening.
Robbins: And his tag team partner…hailing from Hollywood, weighing in at 176 pounds, he is the Entertainer…RANDALL…SCHWARRRRTZ!
The jeers only get louder as Randall steps out…but we see Walt Wehzl standing next to him, the two clearly in the middle of a conversation before Wehzl scampers off. Randall taunts the crowd as he approaches the ring, where a noticeably concerned and frustrated Bobby Dean awaits him.
Moss: Wait a minute, what’s going on here!?
Howley: Maybe Randall just needed to be assured by Wehzl that he won’t get killed here tonight! It’s nearly Christmas after all, nothing jolly or festive about being stomped into dust!
Randall and Bobby wait for their opponents as “Ions” begins playing…but the Bolts get the jump on them first, sliding out from beneath the ring to set up the sneak attack! The ref is doing all he can to maintain order, finally doing so before calling for the opening bell!
DING! DING! DING!
As the bell rings, we see Bobby and Randall arguing over who should start the match first. Randall starts favoring his right arm, pointing out an “uncertainty” over whether he should even compete tonight, forcing Bobby to start off the match against Huginn.
Howley: Randall looking worse for wear before this match even started? You hate to see it, Moss!
Moss: I’ll be honest, I have my doubts about his injury…but no doubts about Bobby giving it his all tonight!
Bobby goes to lock up with Huginn, who immediately sends the former tag champion to the ropes looking for a clothesline on the rebound…but Dean dodges it just in the nick of time, hitting Huginn with a clothesline of his own instead!
Moss: Big ol’ clothesline knocking Huginn down! Love to see it, Howley.
Howley: Hey, don’t twist my words around on me pal!
In the midst of the commentary argument, we see Bobby hitting some stops on Huginn before offering a tag to Randall…who still refuses, citing his “injured arm” to the chagrin of BBD. Bobby just shakes his head before turning his attention back to Huginn, who has risen back to his feet to tag in Muninn!
Moss: Uh oh, here comes trouble!
Howley: Muninn’s just about to burst Bobby’s bubble!
Muninn runs in, quickly going on the attack with some hard lefts and rights on Bobby before sending the big man to the corner. Muninn taunts Randall, who clearly wants no part of the situation as Muninn charges at the corner, sandwiching Dean between himself and the corner…but Bobby seems unfazed by it!
Howley: Muninn, you’re gonna have to hit a lot harder than that to shake Bobby Dean!
Moss: Bobby looks like he’s about to rock Muninn’s clock here!
Bobby gets some big right hands on Muninn, sending the Bolt to the ropes before going for the clothesline…but Muninn ducks under! Muninn with a tag back to Huginn, and both Bolts start a big beatdown on Bobby!
Moss: Oh, come on! There’s no reason to do this to Bobby Dean!
Howley: Oh hey, looks like Randall might actually do something here!
Randall has seen enough…and hops off the ring apron! Still favoring that “injured” arm, Schwartz slinks off to the backstage area leaving Bobby Dean all alone with the Bolts…but the former tag champ is starting to mount a comeback! The struggle is evident as his breath gets heavier with each punch, sending Muninn over the top rope to the outside before sending Huginn to the canvas before running the ropes, taking a moment to catch his breath before the Earthquake Splash!
Moss: There it is! Bobby Dean has fallen and Huginn can’t get up!
Howley: Doesn’t bode well for the Bolts here!
Bobby goes for the cover, and Muninn is still down on the outside as the ref makes the count!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
Robbins: Here is your winner…RANDALL SCHWARTZ AND–
Robbins is cut off by a returning Randall Schwartz, holding an envelope in his hand as he grabs the microphone.
Schwartz: Oh no you don’t, I refuse to be associated with this man! My investigation has finally come to a close, Bobby Dean, and I know it was YOU who stole my wrestler’s license!
This draws boos from the crowd, more likely just in disapproval of the idea of Randall wrestling ever again than anything.
Schwartz: Wehzl smartened me up to this, Bobbo, and that’s why I ditched ya! Hopefully, that looney Larry will realize what you really are and follow suit, but as far as I’m concerned you’re no tag partner of mine!
With that, Randall leaves the ring to follow the Bolts to the backstage, leaving Bobby to fret over this just briefly before soaking in the appreciation of the crowd for standing tall in this tag team affair tonight!