[MVW] The Ascension: Night Two [2]
Anthony Brigano
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| / \/ \/ \ / \/ \ / \ The Ascension Night Two |
| | |\/| | \ \ / / | |/\| | February 19, 2001 |
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| \_/ \_/ \__/ \__/\__/ ROUND TWO! |
| Owen Neo v. Dick LeBaron |
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RICH WILLIAMS: Hey, fans, it's Night Two of Ascension and what a night!
Earlier in the broadcast, we saw a modern-day tale of David and Goliath! Rory
Braden, barely weighing over one-hundred eighty pounds defeated THREE-HUNDRED
pounder Plex with his patton BRADEN BULLDOG!
DANNY ANGEL: Nailed that tub good, he did!
RICH WILLIAMS: So that's Rory Braden moving up to the semifinals against one of
these men here. But, who's it going to be -- "Dirty" Dick Lebaron or Owen Neo?
DANNY ANGEL: LeBaron.
[Ring announcer Mitch Montell stands in the center of the ring.]
MITCH MONTELL: The following second round contest, is scheduled for one fall!
Introducing first ...
["Maybe" by Pushmonkey begins to blare over the house P.A. as the crowd rises
to their feet in an instant.]
MITCH MONTELL: ... from Allentown, Pennsylvania... weighing in tonight at 225
pounds and accompanied by the lovely, the ravishing, the breath-taking ASTRA
DEVINE... Ladies and Gentlemen... please welcome -- OWEN NEO!
[The crowd lets out a huge roar of approval as a 5'11 1/2" well built man and a
beautiful woman decked out in black and deep purple slowly walk out from behind
the curtain. The camera cuts to a worm's eye view and slowly pans up their
bodies revealing knee-high black boots on Astra Devine with a slight purple
design on the sides and black wrestling boots on Owen Neo with a black, white
and purple Infinity Eightball design on the sides.]
[The camera continues to pan up as the two stand just past the curtain,
revealing the purple tiger stripe design on the sides of Neo's tights while
showcasing the black leather pants on Devine.]
[The two begin to make their way to the ring as the camera focuses upward,
showing off the purple top and long flowing blond hair of Devine as well as a
black t-shirt on Neo. He looks towards Devine for a moment and nods his head
grinning for a moment. The crowd erupts for a moment as Neo stops just short of
the ring. He slides in the ring.]
RICH WILLIAMS: The ever popular Owen Neo!
MITCH MONTELL: And HIS opponent ...
[The opening guitar riff of the Rolling Stones' classic "Start Me Up" blares
out from the arena loudspeakers. The fans rise and let loose a chorus of jeers
as they instant recognize whose theme music is being played.]
##If you start me up ...##
##If you start me up, I'll never stop...##
##Never stop, never stop, never never never stop ...##
MITCH MONTELL: ... from Portland, Oregon ... weighing in at 278 pounds ... he
is the self-proclaimed 'Red-Headed Stepchild" ... 'DIRTY' DICK LEBARON!
[The aisle curtain parts and the cantakerous fifty-year old grappler steps out
into the arena. The fans erupt with another chorus of boos as LeBaron - garbed
in black trunks, black boots, knees padded, left elbow padded, and trademark
scowl on his face - works his way to ringside, along the way jawjacking with a
few choice fans.]
##You got me goin' wi-i-i-i-ild ...##
##You got me goin' wi-i-i-i-ild ...##
[LeBaron enters the ring and waddles his way towards the second turnbuckle. He
raises his right fist into the air to bring about another rousing chorus of
jeers. He then climbs down and loosens up as his music fades out ...]
[Ding ding ding!]
DANNY ANGEL: Well, that's the bell... both men are circlin' each other like a
coupla vultures!
RICH WILLIAMS: Two methodical wrestlers. Dick's been in the business for
years. There's the experience factor here resting on LeBaron's side...
DANNY ANGEL: Shoot, Lebaron was wrestling before Neo was even BORN!
[Neo and Lebaron carefully pace around each other, waiting for the right
moment.]
RICH WILLIAMS: These two are sizing each other up. Owen is a real token to the
sport; he must have an arsenal of thousands of lockups, holds, and suplexes.
Quite the repitore!
DANNY ANGEL: Yeah, but Dick's --
RICH WILLIAMS: The two lock up!
DANNY ANGEL: -- Dick's real dirty. He'll do what he's gotta to win!
Old-fashioned; definitely, definitely old school.
RICH WILLIAMS: Neo breaks it with a knee to Lebaron's gut, and --
double-underhook powerbomb! LeBaron down and Neo makes a pin attempt... it's
no good! Far too early!
DANNY ANGEL: He ain't putting the old fool to bed THAT easily.
RICH WILLIAMS: Definitely not. A definite miscalculation on Neo... Neo seems
almost surprised that didn't do it. Age may not be a factor in winning this
one.
DANNY ANGEL: Hey... LeBaron's an oldie but a goodie, Rich.
[When LeBaron and Neo get back to their feet, the two immediately lock fists --
an old fashioned strength test. Thus far, the fans are a bit restless.]
RICH WILLIAMS: Really trying each other here... seeing who is TRULY the best
man.
[LeBaron soon is overpowered and begins to arch back.]
DANNY ANGEL: Man! Get up, Dick!
RICH WILLIAMS: Neo's overpowe- OOOH!!! DID THE REF NOT SEE THAT?
[LeBaron broke Neo's grasp with a slick kick to the groin!]
RICH WILLIAMS: LeBaron sends Neo for the ride... RUNNING FOREARM! Neo's down!
And... oh, jeez... look at this!
[LeBaron has his hands on his own hips, snorting at the younger, downed Owen
Neo. From ringside, Astra Devine curses at LeBaron. The fans agree with her,
excersing their first amendament with a loud, unannimous...]
FANS: BOOOOOOO!
RICH WILLIAMS: The ticket-holders here in Binghampton CERTAINLY don't like
LeBaron's brashness.
DANNY ANGEL: Dick's just giving this kid a few lessons on what it means to be
"dirty". Heheh. Maybe when he's done being dirty with Neo, he'll teach Devine
why they call him Di--
RICH WILLIAMS: [interrupting] Oh please, Dan. Now LeBaron's 'helping' Neo to
his feet -- NEO SHOVES HIS ARM AWAY! BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX BY NEO! HE
BRIDGES! NO GOOD! NO GOOD! LeBaron able to kick out at two!
[Neo swiftly gets to his feet.]
RICH WILLIAMS: Neo gets LeBaron up... has him locked in an inverted front-face
lock.
[Pop for Neo!]
RICH WILLIAMS: Neo lifts and -- INVERTED SUPLEX! Pow! LeBaron bounced! Neo
quickly up again, sets himself on LeBaron's back and... trying to submit him
here, using a camel clutch submission hold.
[The camera gets a good close up on LeBaron's face. His complexion's gone red,
the blood rushing to his face. Straining against Neo's lock, he reaches over
and snags the nearest rope. Immediately, the ref calls to break it.]
RICH WILLIAMS: LeBaron got out. Both men are getting up... LeBaron's hasty!
Lefts and rights from LeBaron!
DANNY ANGEL: He's back! Go, Dick, go!
RICH WILLIAMS: LeBaron sends Neo for the ride... LeBaron charges... RUNNING
LARIAT -- NO! NO NO NO! IT'S CAUGHT! NEO TURNED IT INTO A CROSSFACE!
[Neo had caught LeBaron's arm, spun, dropped to the mat, and applied a
crossface hold on the veteran. Unfortunately for Neo, though...]
DANNY ANGEL: Foot on the rope! Dick got his foot on the rope real fast!
RICH WILLIAMS: He certainly did! Neo's a little distraught... that COULD have
been it!
DANNY ANGEL: Well, it's not and Neo's gotta deal with Dick just a bit more.
Heheh.
RICH WILLIAMS: That's just disgusting, God! Well, Neo's up... assisting
LeBaron to his feet... sends him into the corner.
[LeBaron's back smacks against the corner and the old wrestler falls into a
slump. He appears to be out of it...]
RICH WILLIAMS: Owen Neo charges into the corner... NO! LEBARON WAS PLAYING
POSSUM!
[LeBaron just lifts Owen up and over, sending him over the ringpost and onto
the apron. Neo's quick, though, and lands on his feet!]
RICH WILLIAMS: NEO ON THE APRON! NEO ON THE APRON! LEBARON DOESN'T SEE --
HOLY MOSES, A SOMERSAULT BULLDOG!
FANS: WOOOOO!
DANNY ANGEL: WOW! Props there!
RICH WILLIAMS: Indeed, indeed! Owen just NAILED LeBaron with a somersault
bulldog, leaping over the top-rope! Now THAT is sports entertainment, fans!
Owen is crawling over... rolls LeBaron over... he's going for the pin!
[ONE... TWO...]
RICH WILLIAMS: THREE! THREE! OWEN GOT HIM!
DANNY ANGEL: NO! LEBARON KICKED OUT!
RICH WILLIAMS: WHAT, NO, HE -- YES! MY GOD! HE DID! LeBaron kicked out just
before three! Outstanding!
DANNY ANGEL: Hell yes!
FANS: BOOOO!
RICH WILLIAMS: A chorus of boos for the aging wrestler's escape here in the
BWM. Incredible that he was able to get free, though!
[A little peeved, Neo pulls LeBaron back up to his feet and locks him up for a
suplex attempt.]
RICH WILLIAMS: Neo's trying to suplex LeBaron... but holy moley, looks like ol'
"Dirty" Dick just won't go for it.
[LeBaron keeps locking his leg, preventing the suplex.]
RICH WILLIAMS: He's still trying, but -- still no good. Neo gives up, bounces
back off the ropes, and -- LEBARON WITH A DROP-TOE HOLD OUT OF NOWHERE!
DANNY ANGEL: Haha! Neo's face bounced off the mats like a damn basketball!
Haha, great!
RICH WILLIAMS: LeBaron gets Neo up... and he just tosses him outside the ring!
DANNY ANGEL: Outside and into his world, Richie. Neo's repitore relies on him
being around the ring -- how's he going to do against a guy who wrote the book
on ringside brawling?
RICH WILLIAMS: Neo's getting up -- LeBaron puts him back down with an elbowshot
to the temple, dropping off the apron! Some highflying from LeBaron? Heheh.
DANNY ANGEL: Hey, old dogs and new tricks, Rich...
#KERASH!#
RICH WILLIAMS: ... and LeBaron slams Neo's head right into the nearest
guardrail!
[Owen, with one hand resting on the guardrail, looks to be wavering somewhat.
LeBaron barks a few comments to ringside fans (none of which are LeBaron marks,
mind you).]
FANS: WHOO!!
RICH WILLIAMS: Astra is coming around... she's fuming! And she's also
distracting LeBaron -- CHEST SLAP out of nowhere by Owen Neo!
DANNY ANGEL: Good grief! Look at the red mark on LeBaron's chest!
RICH WILLIAMS: LeBaron's feeling every bit of -- RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX BY NEO!
He just TOSSED LeBaron away!
[LeBaron landed awkwardly, hitting the inch of mat around the apron on his
upper back and then rolling over, bending his neck in an unusual,
make-you-say-"ow"-just-watching-it manner. Neo and Devine cackle at the fallen
veteran.]
DANNY ANGEL: Yeouch, jeez...
RICH WILLIAMS: Helluva suplex. LeBaron's shaking that off some, but he can't
stop Neo from rolling him back up into the ring. Neo follows -- LEBARON UP AND
KICKING NEO IN THE FACE! JUST DIRTY!
DANNY ANGEL: "DIRTY" _DICK_! WOOO!
RICH WILLIAMS: Neo's gotten up; he's still on the apron...
DANNY ANGEL: Still trying to shake the smell of Dick's boot away, I bet... ha!
RICH WILLIAMS: LeBaron takes a hold of Neo's hair... smashes the man's head
into the turnbuckle! LeBaron's pulling Neo up onto the turnbuckle...
gradually... got Neo sitting!
DANNY ANGEL: Well, don't expect anything special here.
RICH WILLIAMS: Right, but Lebaron's trying for something... looks like a
forward jawbreaker... but... NO! NO! OWEN NEO IS RESISTING!
[Owen retains his sitting position by keeping a firm grip on the neighboring
ropes.]
RICH WILLIAMS: NEO KICKS LEBARON IN THE FACE! LeBaron falling back... Owen Neo
is down now, and -- NEO WHIPS LEBARON BACK INTO THE CORNER!
[Dick hits the corner face first, emitting an "OOF!" on impact.]
RICH WILLIAMS: Neo following through -- LeBaron with a back elbow! Owen's
backing up... LeBaron climbs up to the middle rope, turns -- LEAPS WITH A
FLYING ELBOW -- NO! NO! OWEN MOVES! LeBaron lands on his feet, he turns --
SPINNING HEEL KICK FROM NEO -- DUCKED! DUCKED! LEBARON DUCKED IT! LEBARON'S
GOING FOR A BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX!
DANNY ANGEL: JESUS, COME ON!
RICH WILLIAMS: NO GOOD! OWEN NEO _LANDS_ ON HIS FEET AND HITS THE ROPES!
DANNY ANGEL: LARIAT BY LEBARON!
RICH WILLIAMS: AND THE LARIAT IS DUCKED, TOO!
DANNY ANGEL: ARGH! THE HELL --
RICH WILLIAMS: Owen Neo coming back off the other ropes...
FANS: OOOOO!!
[An onslaught of heel heat from the people in Binghampton!]
RICH WILLIAMS: LOW BLOW! LOW BLOW! "DIRTY" DICK LEBARON has put a halt on
things with a nasty LOW BLOW!
[The blind-as-hell ref steps in to see what Owen's problem is. Dick just
shrugs like he has no idea. From ringside, Astra Devine is cursing the ref for
his lack of intuition in the match-up.]
DANNY ANGEL: HAHA! Look at that! Inverted atomic drops! Talk about making a
bad situation, worse! Get Owen Neo an icepack!
[With each inverted atomic drop, Neo looks more and more in pain. Proceeding
each of those hip-crushing atomic drops, the fans chant...]
FANS: OH!
[And again...]
FANS: OH!
[... and again...]
FANS: OH!
DANNY ANGEL: HA! Guess we won't be seeing any second generation Neos running
around.
RICH WILLIAMS: That may very well be -- LeBaron is locking Owen Neo up... looks
like a suplex attempt.
DANNY ANGEL: It's Dick's mastered Brainbuster! He's ending this crapfest right
here!
RICH WILLIAMS: OWEN NEO REVERSES THE ATTEMPT! HE HOOKED THE LEG AND NAILED A
FISHERMAN SUPLEX... HE'S BRIDGING!
[ONE... TWO...]
FANS: AWWWWWW!
RICH WILLIAMS: NO GOOD! NO GOOD!
DANNY ANGEL: Phew... close one!
RICH WILLIAMS: Yes, it was! Owen nearly had him with that bridged fisherman
suplex!
DANNY ANGEL: Nearly, Richie... nearly!
RICH WILLIAMS: Right. Neo's up along with LeBaron... LeBaron's sent for the
ride!
[Owen ducks, readying himself for a backdrop. The inevitable, of course,
happens...]
RICH WILLIAMS: LeBaron kicks Neo right in the jaw! LeBaron, now... whipping
Owen Neo into the turnbuckles and -- WOW!
[When Owen hit the turnbuckles, he did a classic somersault roll-up, first
setting himself into a sitting position and then standing up from there.
LeBaron follows by charging towards the turnbuckles...]
RICH WILLIAMS: HOLY COW! Owen just BACKFLIPPED off the top turnbuckle and --
OUTSTANDING!! Lands and dropkicks LeBaron right in the lowerback! Swift
moves!
[LeBaron hit the turnbuckles HARD, bouncing off and falling onto his back.]
RICH WILLIAMS: Owen's setting LeBaron up for something... he's going up top...
what's Neo doing?
DANNY ANGEL: Dunno...
RICH WILLIAMS: He's -- SHOOTING STAR PRESS! SHOOTING STAR PRESS!
FANS: OOOOO!!
RICH WILLIAMS: MY GOOD GOD IN THE SKY! LEBARON MOVED! HE MOVED!
DANNY ANGEL: Hell, Owen Neo bounced! You see that?!
RICH WILLIAMS: LeBaron is crawling over... he's trying to cover Owen Neo, using
Owen Neo's own mistake to his advantage! It's... THREE! THREE! LEBARON WINS!
No, wait wait... no good! No good! Owen Neo is out at two.
DANNY ANGEL: Damn, man! Don't these two ever give in?
RICH WILLIAMS: Apparently not! Wow! LeBaron's getting up... he's pulling Neo
up, too. LeBaron sends Neo into the nearest corner! LeBaron, now... following
through with a shoulderblock! He's really softening Neo up!
DANNY ANGEL: He's breaking him down like a cardboard box!
[Smuggly, LeBaron lifts up his fist for the fans in the BWM to see.]
FANS: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE!
[LeBaron spits in Neo's face!]
FANS: TEN! WHOOOOOO!
[LeBaron hops down.]
RICH WILLIAMS: This definitely isn't looking to be in Owen Neo's favor for the
moment... LeBaron's softened him up with a wide variety of moves.
DANNY ANGEL: Richie, when it comes to wrestling, you've got to be a wrestler.
Just because you can do a thousand unpronounceable moves on a guy, doesn't make
you somethin' great. Dick LeBaron's been dealing with guys like Neo for
years...
RICH WILLIAMS: Either way, it -- who the... ?!
FANS: BOOOOOOO!
[Huge heel pop!]
RICH WILLIAMS: Mitch Gatlin! Mitch "Sure Fire" Gatlin is out here and he's
making his way down the ramp! What in God's name's he up to?
[Gatlin, donning a pair of blue jeans, Nikes, and a blue, buttondown shirt,
smirks as he makes his way down the aisle. The surrounding fans definitely
share no love for him. A few of the more wiley ticket-holders throw balled up
beverage cups at Gatlin.]
RICH WILLIAMS: LeBaron's attention is on Gatlin!
[LeBaron, by the aisle-side ropes, is barking a few nasty words at Gatlin.
Gatlin just keeps on coming.]
RICH WILLIAMS: This is definitely not good!
[Finally, LeBaron turns back to Owen Neo...]
RICH WILLIAMS: WHAT THE HECK?!
[Neo's awake!]
RICH WILLIAMS: HOW THE?! NEO JUST KICKED LEBARON IN THE JAW! HE'S GOT
LEBARON'S HEAD AND... MY GOD! MY GOD! TORNADO DDT! TORNADO DDT!
[When LeBaron finally hits the mat, rolls over, and comes to a halt... he sits
up briefly before falling back onto his back.]
DANNY ANGEL: WHAT?!
[Neo shoots up to the top turnbuckle and stands facing the crowd. He then
leaps, pivots, somersaults 450 degrees and brings all 224 pounds of himself
onto the already downed "Dirty" Dick Lebaron!]
#SMACK!#
DANNY ANGEL: WHAT -- NO! NO NO NO!
RICH WILLIAMS: THAT'S THE ALPHA! THE ALPHA! AND THE COVER!
[ONE... TWO...]
RICH WILLIAMS: DID HE?
DANNY ANGEL: NO NO NO!
[Ding ding ding!]
RICH WILLIAMS: HE DID! HE DID!
DANNY ANGEL: Gatlin distracted LeBaron on purpose! That was intentional,
dammit! He knew what was going to happen!
[Owen Neo rolls off top of LeBaron and throws his arms into the air. Quickly,
Astra Devine rolls inside to join her man in celebration. The fans boo, some
booing the winner, some booing Gatlin. Overall, it's a tricky victory for Owen
Neo.]
MITCH MONTELL: AND YOUR WINNER BY PINFALL... OWEN... NEEEEEEEOOOOO!
[Gatlin, still smirking, begins making his way back to the lockers. His job is
done.]
RICH WILLIAMS: I just can't believe it! Owen Neo defeats Lebaron via the Alpha
splash, getting the one-two-three for the victory. So Owen Neo will go on to
face Rory Braden later on in the telecast!
DANNY ANGEL: Damn, Gatlin ruined this match... LeBaron had Neo in his grips!
RICH WILLIAMS: I don't think it makes much of a difference now, Danny. Owen
Neo moves forward, inching closer and closer to his nemesis, RAGE. But will he
be able to topple Rory Braden? We'll just have to see ... Next, Mitch "Sure
Fire" Gatlin will be taking on "Dark Heart" Donovan Keltrane, to see just who
will move on!
Anthony Brigano
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