We come back to ringside as the Amazing Amarettos finish off their Classique ring entrance. Their sequins shine in the spotlight, but noticeably missing from their persons is the Gold Cumberbunds!
Moss: Former tag team champions here looking to get back on top of the fold!
Howley: It’s not going to be easy tonight as they have to take on 3 men! One of them might be the biggest in Classic Wrestling!
Moss: In which manner?
Howley: All of them!
On the other side of the ring is the team in question. The Bolts wander aimlessly in their corner, looking around at all the people and lights in amazement. Lord Colossal err… Colossus begins to wave at the people before Walt Whezl pulls his arm down and asks him what he thinks he’s doing!?
Robbins: Ladies and gentlemen this next match is a handicap match! Introducing first, from the Las Vegas Strip! The team of Carlo and Gomez, THE AMAZING AMARETTOS!
The fans boo loudly at the magical pair from the desert.
Robbins: And their opponents… hailing from…
The fans say it along with him loudly and in sync.
Robbins: THE VOID!
Howley: Is there an echo in here?
Robbins: This is the team of THE BOLTS & LORD COLOSSUS!
The bell rings and we start off with Munnin and Carlo Amaretto. Munnin runs in with his arms both raised for a brazen attack but Carlo catches him in the midsection on the way through. He doubles over and Carlo is able to take full control.
Moss: The bolts have been a little lackluster here in Classic since making their debut. Yet to come up with a tag team win! Tonight with the help of Lord Colossus, they could get their first!
Carlo wrenches the arm before smoothly sliding behind Munnin for a hammerlock. Munnin backs into the ropes for a break which is counted swiftly by the referee. Carlo breaks at 5 because he’s dastardly. Muninn looks around at the fans, hoping they’d have his back but they boo him as well. He turns back around and finds a flying Amaretto aimed in his direction. The diving shoulder block lands flush and sends the Bolt flipping over the top rope and to the floor in a spectacular display. The fans “ooooh” until Amaretto bows, then they boo the everliving Suzi out of them.
Carlo tags in Gomez who drops to the floor and goes after Munnin instead of waiting for him. The Bolt however is playing a bit of possum and attacks the unsuspecting magician when he goes to engage. Gomez grabs a front facelock to slow down the onslaught of strikes, but Munnin uses his leverage to drive Amaretto back first into the barricade that separates the fans from the ring. As he writhes on the ground, Munnin gets back into the ring. After the quick tag, Lord Colossus moves into the ring ominously.
Gomez rolls in onto his back, only to find himself in the shadow of the large figure. Colossus goes to grab him, but Gomez utilizes the bottom rope to pull himself to the apron and the Lord comes up empty.
Howley: He magically disappeared!
Once standing, Gomez grabs the befuddled Colossus by the back of the head and runs down the length of the apron and slams his head into the turnbuckle pad. Colossus stumbles away from the corner trying to adjust his mask so he can see clearly. When he turns around Amaretto is flying through the air and lands a body press on the much larger man. Both men crumble to the mat.
Howley: HOLY MOLY! WHAT A MOVE!
Moss: That’s why they call it high risk folks! If you hit it, it pays off, if not… well crash and burn! Fortunately for Gomez he hits the mark there. Amaretto now looks for the cover!
KICKOUT by Lord Colossus!
Gomez gets up and goes to get counsel from his twin brother. The referee considers it a tag and in comes Carlo! As Lord Colossus gets up, Carlo hops on his back and applies a sleeper hold as best he can. The giant head of Colossus doesn’t make it easy work. On the outside the Bolts egg on the big man.
After awhile Colossus drops to a single knee, a sign he may be losing power, as soon as Carlo smiles and admonishes the crowd however, Colossus finds the strength to stand back up and fall straight backwards. He ends up squashing the magician in the process.
Howley: Goodnight Carlo!
On the outside the bolts jump of the ring apron at the behest of Walt Whezl. They each sneak around one side of the ring and pull Gomez from the ring apron. Gomez begins to swing wildly on the two boney figures before calling out for Suzi who isn’t coming to save him this time.
Moss: The Amarettos clearly missing their….lovely assistant!
Howley: I wonder what she’s been up to? Prolly pulling on a carton as we speak! Ah memories!
A wild brawl ensues on the outside of the ring. It’s not long before Gomez is overwhelmed by the duo and they gain control. The referee is having a hard enough time in the ring, while he sees what’s happening he’s unable to stop it.
Moss: Pandemonium breaks loose here at Classic Wrestling!
Howley: That’s just on the outside of the ring! Let alone inside!
Colossus now lifts Carlo up to his feet. He places both hands around the much smaller neck and lifts him high into the air. The referee calls it a choke and immediately begins his count. It’s not long before LC drops Amaretto and menacing looks at the referee. When the official doesn’t back down, Colossus takes a step toward him…then another…
Moss: Hey now, he can’t assault a Classic official, this is uncalled for!
Howley: He hasn’t done anything….yet.
From behind him comes Carlo however. Carlo does a half cartwheel so that his torso is against the backside of Colossus than rolls him up into a modified sunset flip!
Howley: WHAT WAS THAT!?
Moss: I’ve never see….wait he’s got the cover!
Colossus kicks out but it’s a fraction too late. The bell rings and Walt Whezl loses his mind on the outside. He starts beating on his own Bolts, admonishing them for costing Colossus the match!
“Abra Cadabra” by the Steve Miller Band begins to play on the loudspeaker.
Robbins: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winners by pinfall, the team of Carlo and Gomez! THE AMAZING AMARETTOS!
Carlo leaves the ring and is able to grab Gomez on his way to the back, pulling him away from the angry manager, the Bolts, and Colossus.