“Turn Up The Radio” by Autograph blares over the PA System as Derek Miracle strolls out to the ohhhs and aahhhhhs of the fans in attendance. He pauses for a moment and begins flexing as a shower of pyro goes off behind him. Then he looks at the camera and gives it a wink.
Robbins: Introducing first weighing in at Two Hundred and Sixty Five pounds, he is DEREKKKKKK MIRACLEEEEE!!!!
Derek continues down the ramp as ladies reach out from the barricade and touch his perfectly chiseled frame. He climbs into the ring and poses several times before the ref steps in and checks him for foreign objects.
Moss: Miracle has had a rollercoaster ride so far here in Classic, but he looks to right the ship tonight against one of our newest wrestlers.
Howley: This is going to be a great matchup and I’m looking forward to this one.
♫ “Bad Boys” by Inner Circle ♫
Blue and red police-style light bars flash to life on either side of the entryway as Sgt. Justice calmly steps through the curtain, his silver, mirrored aviators glistening in contrast to his dark blue uniform that still sports LAPD shoulder flashes. He sharply comes to attention facing an American flag hanging from the rafters and stiffly salutes it, the crowd responding with a cheer before Sgt. Justice walks with purpose to the ring, up the steps, and through the ropes, waving to the crowd before retreating to his corner and removing his hat and glasses, setting them neatly under the bottom turnbuckle and allowing the referee to check him over.
Robbins: And his opponent weighing in at Two Hundred and Sixty Five pounds. He is The Sarge….. SARGENT JUSTICCCCCCCEEEE!
Moss: Looks like we are ready to go here in the opening matchup for this stacked card here at Capital Clash.
Howley: You know it. The fans are already at a fever pitch and just awaiting that sweet sweet sound of combat.
Moss: And there it is let’s get this match under way.
As the bell rings both men circle one another. Neither man wanted to be the first one to strike. Sarge shoots first, but stops as Miracle steps back. Then quickly Derek shoots, stopping short as Sarge steps back. The crowd becomes restless as Sarge holds up a hand for a test of strength. Derek laughs slightly at the notion before flexing in Sarge’s face. Miracle eventually raises a hand towards Sarge’s and they clasp. Both men are tentative as they raise their other hands and they lock up. Derek takes the advantage, curling Sarge’s wrists and driving him to a knee.
Moss: Miracle is one of the few people I wouldn’t want to do a test of strength against.
Howley: As much as I want to disagree with you, I can’t, but I will.
Moss: Really? Anything to be difficult?
Moss: Look at Miracle flexing for the crowd.
With a quick smile to the crowd Miracle’s face goes from easy going to worried, as Sarge gets his feet back under him. Both men are up to their feet as Sarge begins to wrench down on Miracle, who goes down to a knee, but fights his way back to his feet after a moment. Miracle brakes a hand free and whips Sarge into the ropes, he rebounds and is met by a shoulder tackle that takes him to the ground. Miracle seizes the opportunity and runs the ropes himself and splashes on top of Sarge and hooks a leg.
Moss: The Sarge is quick to get a shoulder up there.
Howley: It’s gonna take more than that to keep him down.
Sarge quickly powers out of the pin and gets to his feet. Miracle shakes off the kickout and begins an attack on Sarge. Sarge manages to get his arms up and blocks several of the blows. Miracle once again goes for an Irish whip and this time when Sarge rebounds he scoops him up for a slam, but pauses to show off his muscles to the crowd.
Moss: Once again Miracle poses for the adoring fans…
Howley: But I have a bad feeling about this one…
Moss: And there it is….
That moment of lost focus allows Sarge to kick his feet free and he slides down the back of Miracle. Sarge grabs the waist of Miracle and lifts him off of his feet. He slams him to the mat face first and slides up to the head of Miracle. Sarge locks down Miracle with a side headlock and sprawls out on his belly.
Moss: Look at how quickly he was able to transition from the back to the head.
Howley: They must’ve taught him that in basic training. That move is so simple.
Moss: Says the guy announcing the match.
Slowly but surely Miracle is able to drag the two of them to the ropes and breaks the hold. Sarge quickly let’s go before a count could even be administered. Sarge gets to his feet first and lifts Miracle up to a solid base. Miracle is then whipped into the corner as Sarge rushes behind him. Miracle gets a boot up at the last possible second, staggering Sarge. Miracle quickly places Sarge in the corner and let’s off a massive chops to his chest that echoes through the arena.
Then he reaches back and throws another.
Miracle goes of a third one but Sarge managed to get both arms up and block it, then throws an elbow to the side of Miracle’s head. Then Sarge manages to get Miracle in the corner and drives a shoulder into his gut. Not once or twice, or even three times. On the fourth one Miracle slumps over on top of Sarge, who lifts him up and carries him to the middle of the ring and slams him to the mat.
Moss: Sarge with a massive slam.
Howley: But it wasn’t quite enough to keep Derek down.
Miracle manages to get a shoulder up before the three count. Keeping himself focused Sarge slaps the mat and sits up. Miracle manages to get to his feet at the same time as Sarge. The two men exchange a flurry of blows back and forth, before Miracle takes the upper hand. With a quick kick to the stomach Miracle DDT’s Sarge in the middle of the ring. Miracle goes for a pin.
Moss: We almost had a winner there.
Howley: Almost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.
Moss: Well I’m sure there are a few other spots too, but message received. Wonder if Morscle is going to be able to capitalize on this.
Sarge gets his left shoulder up. Miracle slams his closed fist on the mat and picks up Sarge. Miracle slaps his face and grabs him by the throat. With his free arm Miracle flexes, and he lifts Sarge up.
Moss: Miracle is going for his choke slam!
But Sarge won’t go that easily. So Miracle tries again and again it’s blocked. Miracle tries for a third time but Sarge clearly had this move scouted and grabs the wrist of Miracle. Grabbing the right wrist of Miracle and locks in a chicken wing behind Miracles back.
Howley: Holy crap! Did you see how quick that was?!?
Moss: I did and this doesn’t look too good for Miracle!
With one fluid motion Sarge has in the sleeper and locks his hands. Miracle struggles for a few moments. Arms and legs flailing, but it didn’t take too long for the hold to have complete control. The ref raises Miracle’s arm.
And Third time’s the charm.
Moss: No one gets away from The Long Arm of The Law!
Howley: Well except for…
Moss: Not now!
DING DING DING!
Robbins: The Winner of this match VIA submission… Sgt. Justice!