“March and Fanfare” plays, sending the crowd into a big chorus of jeers as Randall Schwartz makes his way to the ring, flanked by a pair of local security as he taunts the crowd, threatening to sue anyone who touches him before he approaches the ring. Randall gets into the ring, and begins to egg on his opponent.
Robbins: Introducing first. Standing Five Feet Ten Inches tall, weighing in at One Hundred Seventy Six pounds. From Hollywood California…. RANDALL SCHWARTZ!!!!
Randall continues to egg on the fans and taunting the entrance as the familiar guitar licks and drum beats to “Nothin’ But a Good Time” by Poison hit your eardrums and from the back bounds Bowie Abrams and Bradlee Nelson in matching long tights and miles-wide smiles. They play to the studio audience, getting them into the show as they make their way to the ring. Bowie and Bradlee bump knuckles before Bradlee makes his way back to the back.
Robbins: And his Opponent.Standing Six feet two inches tall, weighing in at Two hundred and ten pounds. From Pocatello Idaho…. BOWIE ABRAMS!!
Both men stand in their corners and slowly approach one another. Randall feigns punching. As the bell rings neither man wastes a single second as Bowie and Randall exchange blows. With a flurry of lefts and rights both men trade back and forth. Randall begins to take the upper hand. Driving Bowie into the corner and whipping him to the opposite corner. Randall runs towards him, but stops just short of Bowie . Bowie has his hands up in defense. Randall waits for Bowie to lower his arms and when he does, he is met with a thumb to the eye. The red scolds Randall who doesn’t pay attention and chops Bowie.
Howley: Schwartz is lighting Bowie up with the heavy blows.
Moss: I don’t think this is the kind of lighting up Bowie is used to.
Howley: No but his chest is now glowing a bright red.
Moss: Let’s see if Bowie can fight back from this onslaught.
Randall chops again, and then weaves Bowie’s arms in the ropes. Randall runs back a few steps and throws his shoulder into the stomach of Bowie. Then again. Randall grabs Bowie by the hair and tosses him to the ground, before climbing to the middle rope and playing with the crowd. Randall turns around and eggs Bowie to get to his feet. Slowly he gets up grabbing his gut, as Randall leaps from the middle rope and goes for an Axhandle across Bowie’s head. At the last second Bowie’s side steps and throws a fist to the stomach of Randall, and hits the mat on both feet and flips.
Moss: Ass over teakettle.
Howley: Bowie needs to buy some time, this match has been all Schwartz.
Moss: That might’ve given the time and space needed.
Bowie leans on the ropes to catch his breath, as Randall pulls himself up to his feet using the ropes. Bowie runs at Randall and clotheslines him out of the ring and to the floor. Bowie tries to follow but the ref stops him before he can make it to the ground. Randall uses the apron to pull himself up and reaches for the boot of Bowie and yanks him to the ground. Randall drags Bowie from outside to the corner and wraps a knee around the post.
Moss: He could do some major damage right now, but he’s gotta be careful.
Howley: Careful? He’s in full control right now.
Moss: The ref might not be as lenient as he had hoped.
Howley: Ahh just let the men fight.
Randall slams Bowie’s knee against the post, but holds on just a second too long. In the recoil Bowie drives Randall fade first into the post. Bowie rolls under the bottom rope and hops on one foot and drags Randall to his feet. Driving him back first into the apron and rolling him into the ring. Randall rolls to the far side of the ring as Bowie hops on one leg and catches him. Bowie lifts Randall up by the hair but Randall elbows him in his bad knee. As Bowie bends down in pain Randall headbutts Bowie.
Moss: That cleared some space for Randall but both men are in a daze right now.
Howley: How can you tell with Bowie? He always looks like that with his eyes all glossy.
Moss: Hate to admit it but touché.
Both men stumble in the ring for a moment when Randall clears his head first and knocks down Bowie with a short lariat. Bowie hops up quickly to his feet. Randall knocks him down again, and again Bowie kips up to his feet. Randall goes for another but Bowie ducks down and counters into a hip toss. Randall hops to his feet and is sent head over heels with a kitchen sink knee to the gut.
Moss: Looks like Bowie is building up some momentum right now.
Howley: I’ve got faith in Randall to pull out all the stops.
Bowie once again stays on the attack, and attempts to lift Randall up by the hair, but is quickly stopped by the ref. Randall crawls behind Bowie and as the ref is distracted, low blows Bowie. He crumples forward as Randall goes for a quick schoolboy pin.
Moss: He blatantly cheated!
Howley: Ref didn’t see it. All is fair!
Before the ref can get to the two count, Bowie had rolled through and there sitting in the middle of the ring is Randall not sure what happened. Bowie explodes towards Randall and delivers a short bulldog. Slamming Randall’s face into the mat.
Moss: How did he?!?
Howley: Where did he?!?
Bowie limps towards the corner and begins to climb to the top rope. His knee is shaky at best, and he leaps off high into the air.
Moss: CONTACT HIGH!!!!!
Bowie lands flush on top of Randall, and rolls off to the side grabbing his knee. He slides on top of Randall’s chest and faintly grabs a leg for the cover.
Howley: Come on Randall!
Moss: If Randall manages to kickout here, Bowie might not have enough left in the tank!
DING! DING! DING!
Robbins: The winner of this match Via Pinfall BOOOOWWWWIIIIIEEEE AAAABBBBRRRAAAAMMMSSSS!
Moss: There you have it! A Big win in a terrific match for Bowie Abrams! All the momentum in the world is with the Surf Express Bros! First Bradlee earns a shot at Vito Valentino’s REAL Worlds Championship, but now Bowie is 2-0 in singles competition and looking great coming out of this matchup!
Howley: That’s right Moss, we’ve got the best athletes in all of wrestling, and right now it’s coming up all bros!
Exiting the ring, Bowie is joined by Bradlee who comes to help his bro celebrate.