As soon as the bell rings Haul shows aggression and bolts towards Crawford. He immediately puts the man into the corner. Crawford weasels his way between the ropes as the ref quickly steps in and breaks the two men apart. Haul reluctantly steps backwards as Crawford waves him away with the back of his hand. Crawford adjusts his tights much to the dismay of Haul.
Moss: Looks like Crawford wants to get in the head of Haul.
Howley: It shouldn’t be that difficult. Just look at the man. Pretty sure I hired him for some grunt work a few years back.
Moss: I highly doubt that.
Howley (Screaming at Haul): YOU STOLE FIFTY BUCKS AND YOU DIDN’T PAINT MY SHED!
Haul once again goes on the attack, but Crawford ducks between the ropes and out of harms way. Clearly frustrated, Haul shoves the ref to the side and drags Crawford back to the ring and let’s loose a flurry of elbows to the side of Crawford’s head. Cal gets a bit of a reprieve when he thumbs Haul in the eye and buys himself some time.
Moss: Just blatant cheating right there.
Howley: He gets what he deserves.
Moss: I’m fairly certain you didn’t pay him to paint your shed.
Howley: How would you know?
Cal runs off the ropes but is met by a boot to the midsection. Haul clubs down on the back of the hunched over Crawford, who falls face first to the mat. Haul begins to stomp on his downed opponent. Haul picks Cal up by the hair and tries to lift him high into the air for a suplex but Cal hooks a leg around one of Haul’s. Haul tries again but it is once again blocked.
Moss: Cal is doing everything in his power not to kiss the mat.
Howley: Looks like he won’t have much of a choice here in a second.
Haul raises a knee to the midsection of Crawford, lifts him up and flattens him face first on to the mat. Haul goes for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout.
Crawford gets a shoulder up at the last second.
Moss: Looks like Haul has this match well in his grasp in a dominant fashion.
Howley: On second thought the guy I hired was clearly not him.
Moss: Thought you’d come around eventually.
Haul runs his hands through his hair as he sits up. He nods slightly towards Crawford who is rolling towards the ropes. Haul reaches out with a hand and grabs the ankle of Crawford. He begins to kick his feet wildly as he stretches for the bottom rope. With his other hand Haul grabs both feet and drags Crawford to the middle of the ring.
Moss: This doesn’t look good for Cal.
Howley: Not sure there’s much more he could do to survive at this point.
With both men in the middle Haul gets to his feet and hovers over Crawford who holds both hands up begging.
Moss: Classic technique to give yourself some time.
Howley : It’s all about buying that extra second.
Haul shakes his head as Crawford kicks up towards Haul but his boot is caught.
Moss: However it doesn’t always work.
Haul pulls Crawford up to his feet and lifts him off the ground easily. Crawford’s arms and legs are swinging wildly. Haul is paying little attention to him when he flings him over his head.
Moss: HAUL AWAY!
Howley: Dead center in the middle of the ring. Count to a billion. Pocket the fifty bucks and call it a day.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Robbins: The Winner of this match Via Pinfall… HAUL!
Moss: What a victory for one half of REPOSSESSED!
The bell rings and the fans boo loudly. Gnash on the outside is happy enough with the outcome but doesn’t exactly jump for joy for his Tag Team Partner.
Howley: These guys may be a bit on the weird side, but I’ll tell you this, they sure are dangerous! Watch out to whoever is in their way!