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Texas College Championship Wrestling 22
Daryl (MW) vs Joey (MW) vs Martin (MW) vs Noel (MW)
Patrick had invited the wrestlers over for a Sunday pool party. He lived with his parents in the outskirts of town, where the houses were big and the grounds even bigger. He had a huge backyard with a pool, tennis court and big open areas where guys were tossing a football and playing soccer.
Patrick invited every wrestler he ran into and about fifty had actually shown up. Guys were just hanging out as Patrick's father ran the barbecue and his mother served lemonade, iced tea and water. Even Kevin, Vinny and Martin had shown up to see the spread.
Patrick, Daryl, Joey, Noel, Vinny, Grant and Zack were sitting around the pool, basking in the summer sun and talking. Of course with seven middleweights hanging out, talk turned to TCCW.
Daryl said, "Man, things have been hot around TCCW lately. Middleweights have been tearing up the joint. We're going strong. Every single one of us has wrestled. Now there's two new guys, Taylor and Lucas."
Patrick asked, "Yeah, I invited both but haven't seen either yet. Have you seen Taylor?" A couple of guys nodded. Patrick said, "Did you see his abs? His arms? His legs? He looks really tough." They all agreed that Taylor was an interesting addition. Patrick said, "While we're talking about who is tough, if you guys were to pick the top middleweights, who would you pick? Not including yourself?"The guys bandied about names. Patrick said to Noel, "Noel, you should get a title shot soon."
"Why would he get a shot?" Patrick turned and saw Martin standing behind him. He had been listening intently. He walked over and sat down with the group. "I'm undefeated and I haven't had a title shot. What's that about?"
Patrick said, "Actually Martin, I have gone over the stats and you aren't undefeated. You lost to Gabriel. And you lost to Joey, too." Joey smiled and flexed his lean 18-year old muscles for the crowd. The guys laughed.
Martin scowled, "Who are you? The math cops? Whatever, I have a solid record. And I beat a heavyweight in there. No one has a better record than me."
Again Patrick smirked. He said, "Actually, you don't have best record. Three guys at this table have better records than you. Noel has the best, which is why I think he deserves a shot. He only lost once and that was to a great opponent." Noel smiled. He knew he had a strong record, having only lost to Patrick himself. Patrick continued, "Daryl and Joey have great records, too. You, Martin, have the fourth best record."
Martin leaned over and grabbed Patrick's head. He looked in his ear, "You got some sort of computer in there? Are you autistic or something?"
Patrick laughed. Martin said, "Well, I am the class of the division no matter what stats-guy here says." Daryl, Noel and Joey bristled. Vinny stayed quiet. He was friends with both Noel and Martin, although he often had to choose who to see since they didn't get along at all. He also didn't want his own abysmal record recited by Patrick.
To Martin, Daryl said, "Care to prove that little claim?"
Martin shrugged. He was an impressive muscle dude and feared no one. He had beaten Jeff, a heavyweight. "Sure. You and me for toughest middleweight."
Noel stepped forward, "I don't think so, buddy. If there's going to be a match like that, I'm in it, too."
Martin shrugged, "Fine, a three-way match between us." It was Joey's turn to object. He simply cleared his throat and pointed at his chest.
Martin rolled his eyes, "Fine. How about a four-way match? But no more."
The four wrestlers agreed. Pride and bragging rights were on the line. As well as a possible title shot. After all, how could the winner be denied unless the champ wanted to be known as a coward?
INTRODUCING FIRST, WEIGHING IN AT 170 POUNDS, AT 5'11", WEARING THE BLACK TRUNKS, HERE IS MARTIN!
Martin came to the ring. He wore simple black trunks and black boots. Martin had a brush cut and a serious look that belied his age. Martin was only 19, but he had proven himself to be much older in the ring.
He flexed his body for the admiring crowd. Even though they disliked Martin because of his relationship with Kevin, they admired his dedication to his body. Every muscle rippled and pulsed with power.
INTRODUCING NEXT, WEIGHING IN AT 160 POUNDS, STANDING AT 5'10", WEARING THE ORANGE TRUNKS, HERE IS JOEY!
The crowd was on their feet for Joey, the cute blond wrestler. He wore small orange trunks. His skin was a deep tan and he had a huge smile.
As the smallest and youngest wrestler, most gave him little chance. But Joey's admirers liked him because he had unmatched heart. Joey had been so close to defeat in several matches only to keep going and find a way to win. He was a wrestler that did not know the meaning of quit!
AND NEXT, WEIGHING 192 POUNDS, AT 6'1" TALL, WEARING THE LEOPARD PRINT TRUNKS, HERE IS DARYL!
Daryl was considered the odds on favorite to win. He was the biggest middleweight with unmatched muscles and power. Martin was cut but Daryl had bulk and size. He looked like a heavyweight in a match with smaller wrestlers as he stood in the ring with Martin and Joey.
AND FINALLY, WEIGHING 172 POUNDS, STANDING AT 5'10", WEARING THE PINK AND BLACK TIGHTS, HERE IS NOEL!
Noel strolled out last. He wore pink and black tights that went to his black wrestling boots. Unlike his opponents, Noel was not cut or ripped. He had a softer body but he was extremely powerful, especially in his legs. Noel was a powerlifter and football player. He could take punishment and dish it out.
Noel was most worried about Daryl and Joey. They were tight. They had sparred tag together, even. If they teamed up, it would be trouble. Noel was counting on Joey's desire to win to stop them from doing that. None of the three smaller wrestlers wanted to be left in the ring with Daryl. In the crowd, Vinny watched with interest. He was friends with Noel. He was also friends with Martin. Vinny smiled. He had had a hand in this match, even though no one knew it, yet.
The four competitors met in the middle of the ring and all exchanged handshakes. Despite their dislike and distrust of one another, they all had to respect their competitors. All four knew that the winner would be riding high and the losers would need to regroup.
Martin and Joey had to face first. They had flipped coins and the losers started off. It was supposed to be an advantage for having won the toss but Daryl and Noel knew it meant nothing.
Martin and Joey circled. Martin lifted his hands for a collar-and-elbow lock-up. Joey moved in, watching carefully for a kick. Martin smirked. He could see Joey's eyes. When Joey looked down, Martin dove forward, driving an elbow into the side of Joey's head.
Joey staggered back. Martin immediately grabbed him and pushed him hard into Daryl's corner. Martin said, "Bring it on, big guy! Show me what you've got."
Daryl slapped Joey's shoulder, tagging himself in. Joey was shocked but stepped out. If Martin and Daryl wanted to wrestle, let them. Martin moved forward and flexed his hard body. His muscles rippled as he pumped his chest and biceps to their max.
Daryl smirked. He struck his own pose, showing off his larger muscles. With Daryl's arms up and midsection exposed, Martin struck! Daryl knew Martin's reputation to strike fast but he was unprepared for the speed of Martin's patented snake strike! It was much faster than Daryl ever imagined.
With Martin's hand plunging into his abs, Daryl bent at the waist. Martin struck again, driving his fingers into Daryl's throat, sending the mighty muscle man back into the ropes. Martin locked a headlock on Daryl's head and dragged the muscle stud across the ring ropes, raking his eyes as he did it. Martin dragged Daryl all the way to Noel's corner.
Martin quietly tagged Noel and then locked a headlock onto the blinded Daryl. Martin ran forward, trying to bulldog the giant. Daryl stopped himself and tossed Martin forward. Martin landed hard on his tailbone. Daryl's vision had cleared and he looked at Martin with fury in his eyes!
Daryl took one step before Noel sprang. After the tag, Noel had climbed to the top rope. While Martin was being thrown, he had leapt up. He grabbed Daryl by the head on the way down, planting him into the mat with a bulldog from the top rope!
Noel stomped the back of Daryl's head. He quickly tagged Martin back in and the two wrestlers lifted Daryl to his feet while the ref counted. Martin and Noel ducked under Daryl's arms and seized a tight grip on his leopard-skin trunks.
Together, they snapped Daryl over hard onto the canvas, sending shockwaves through Daryl. As the ref reached five in his count, Noel was leaving the ring. Martin, never one to let a foe recover, immediately seized the advantage. They had a lot more to do before Daryl was done.
Martin lifted Daryl's legs. He stomped the backs of his thighs hard. Martin's boots dug into the big muscles, starting them cramping. Martin leapt into the air and drove an elbow into Daryl's inner thigh. He jumped up and laid the boots to the inside of Daryl's thigh.
Daryl felt his right leg cramping. He lifted his left leg and kicked Martin off him. Martin flew back into the corner. He slipped a tag to Noel and marched forward. Noel again leapt to the top rope as Daryl struggled to his feet. Martin kicked Daryl hard in the leg, sending him back to the mat. Noel was ready and leapt up, planting a big elbow into Daryl's bulging pecs!
Noel went for a cover but Daryl kicked out at one. Noel flipped Daryl onto his stomach. He placed his foot on the back of Daryl's right knee. He then lifted up and stepped down! Daryl's knee was driven onto the mat hard. Noel repeated the move then moved to the left leg. As he reached for the left leg, Daryl curled around and clocked him with a forearm to the head. Noel staggered back and tagged in Martin.
Daryl crawled to the corner, ready to tag Joey back in. As he moved forward, Joey leaned back, making the tag harder. Daryl lunged forward but was pulled back to the middle of the ring.
Martin had grabbed the back of his trunks and used them to drag Daryl away from the tag. Martin tagged Joey in. As Joey stepped into the ring, Martin lifted him up into his arms. Joey was shocked as Martin carried him into the ring.
Daryl opened his eyes and saw Martin holding Joey over him. Confused, he could do nothing as Martin bodyslammed Joey down onto him, driving the wind from both wrestlers!
Martin hopped out of the ring at the count of five. The crowd booed but Martin smiled. Vinny had brokered a meeting between his friends Noel and Martin. Neither wrestler trusted the other but they had a common goal. They had trained together to get their tag team skills down pat.
In the center of the ring, Joey slid of off Daryl's body. He glowered at Martin for slamming him but immediately went to work. He knew that Martin and Noel's strategy so far was the right one. He had to keep his friend Daryl down. But Joey had another plan of his own.
Joey ran to the ropes and used them to springboard onto Daryl, splashing him hard. He jumped off Daryl without going for the pin. Instead, he tagged in Martin and the two wrestlers went back to Daryl.
Martin and Joey each seized a leg and pulled hard, ripping Daryl's groin like a wishbone. Daryl moaned. Martin bent down to force Daryl up. As he did, Joey grabbed him around the neck. He dropped Martin in a DDT! Martin was completely unprepared and his head hit flush.
Joey walked out of the ring smiling. He went to his corner leaving Daryl and Martin lying helpless on the canvas.
Joey grabbed Martin around the neck. He dropped Martin in a DDT! Martin was completely unprepared and his head hit flush. Joey walked out of the ring smiling. He went to his corner leaving Daryl and Martin lying helpless on the canvas.
Daryl was up first, hobbling but mad. He was nobody's jobber but that is what he had been so far. Instead of tagging, he lifted Martin up and placed Martin's head between his legs.
Daryl reached down and wrapped his hands around Martin's waist. With a quick dip and lift, he took Martin for a ride, sending him up and down in a powerful powerbomb! Martin grimaced in pain. Daryl limped to the corner and tagged in Noel. When Noel stepped in, Daryl hoisted his 172 pounds up, surprising Noel by using Martin's move. Noel cried, "NO, NO, NO!"
But Daryl carried him over and slammed him onto Martin anyway! Daryl moved his hands as though dusting them off and limped to the corner to the cheers of the crowd. Noel rolled off Martin.
Noel forced Martin up and lifted him into a gutbuster, dropping him hard over his knee! Noel showed his powerlifter strength by lifting again and repeating the move! He tossed Martin off his knee and let him writhe on the mat.
Noel tagged Joey and said, "Get on top." Noel raced back to Martin. He lifted Martin up onto his shoulder and held him high. Joey leapt from the top rope. He planted his elbow into Martin's stomach as Noel let Martin drop! From 5' high, Martin was dropped and landed with Joey driving him down!
Joey covered Martin fast but Martin kicked out, managing to raise one shoulder. Joey ran to the corner and tagged Daryl back in. Joey said, "Double splash!"
Daryl nodded and ran into the ropes. He came off and splashed Martin across the torso. Martin's eyes almost popped out of his head as his rock hard pecs and abs were being demolished! Seconds after Daryl landed, Joey landed on top of Daryl from the top rope splashing both wrestlers!
Daryl felt it but was cushioned by Martin's body. Martin was cushioned by nothing as Joey's 160 pound top rope splash drove Daryl's 192 pounds onto him again. Noel, the ref and the crowd all winced in unison, knowing Martin was done!
The ref waited until Joey was out of the ring. Daryl had stayed on top of Martin, pinning him. There had been no movement from Martin since Joey's splash. The ref dropped down and slapped the mat. "One ... two ..."
There had been no movement from Martin since Joey's splash. The ref dropped down and slapped the mat. "One ... two ..."
As his hand dropped for three, Martin twisted hard under Daryl and raised hi shoulder a fraction of an inch! The ref saw and stopped the count.
Daryl stood up and was outraged. He yelled at the ref. As he did, he felt Martin's hand slide between his legs and inside his thigh. Martin rolled Daryl back and pinned him in a small cradle. The ref counted,
"One ... two ..." but Daryl kicked out. Daryl stood up as Martin fell towards Noel. Noel immediately went in behind Daryl and clipped his legs from under him.
Noel draped Daryl's right legs over the bottom rope and stomped the knee. At the five-count, he dragged Daryl across the mat. Noel wrapped Daryl's legs into a figure four. He fell back and cranked on the hold. Daryl cried out. He slapped the mat in pain.
Noel pulled back harder and harder. Daryl heard the ref counting his shoulders and sat up to break the count. Noel had his left foot in his hands. He twisted Daryl's foot, increasing the pressure and the pain.
Daryl focussed and rolled to the left but Noel blocked it. He tried again and Noel started to roll over! But Noel had positioned Daryl perfectly. Noel reached out and tagged a reaching Martin. Daryl turned Noel, reversing the hold, only to have Martin fly from the top rope onto the back of his head!
Noel unwrapped their legs and exited the ring. Martin, who had not recovered from his own beating, tagged him back in immediately. Noel reached under Daryl's meaty shoulders. He pulled up from under Daryl's armpits. He hoisted Daryl up and brought him to his knees. He picked Daryl up and lifted him for a piledriver.
Noel held Daryl's 192 pounds aloft. He walked to the corner, letting Martin slap his shoulder and tag in. Martin jumped onto the middle rope. He put his hands on Daryl's feet. Noel dropped down, driving Daryl's head into the mat. Martin pushed down hard, increasing the incredible move! Daryl's legs quivered as he lay on the mat.
Martin arrogantly covered Daryl, lying across his chest holding one arm down and using his other arm to simulate the count. Both he and the ref counted "One ... two ... three."
Daryl was done as the triple and double-teaming eliminated the biggest wrestler in the ring.
Martin stood in the ring and flexed for the booing crowd. He showed off his incredible body proudly as though he had single-handedly beaten the big stud.
As soon as Daryl was out of the ring, the next round was on. Noel had the best record of the three remaining. It was Joey and Martin who now had to start off.
As Martin flexed and posed, gloating over pinning Daryl, Noel smiled. Martin nodded back thinking Noel's smile was because they had eliminated Daryl. In reality Noel smiled because Joey had remembered the rules and Martin had not. Noel watched Joey preparing and just kept Martin distracted. Noel knew he would much rather face Joey than the hard-bodied Martin.
Joey called, "Hey, Martin!" Martin turned and saw Joey flying at him! Joey took him down with a drop kick from the top rope, sending Martin flat to the canvas.
Joey stomped his boots into Martin's abs. Martin's torso had suffered a lot in round one. No way could he have recuperated. Joey measured Martin up and dropped down. He drove his elbow into Martin's rippling abs. Joey bounced off the muscles and was surprised at their resiliency.
Joey went and tagged Noel. The two wrestlers lifted Martin to his feet. Together they locked Martin up as if for a Russian Leg Sweep. Instead of going back, they went forward!
Martin's face and chest were planted hard onto the mat. Noel rolled Martin up for a pin. At two, Martin raised his shoulder enough. Noel tagged Joey back in. This time, the two lifted Martin for a double suplex. Again, they reversed the move! Instead of falling back, they moved forward, driving Martin's chest, abs and face into the mat with all their strength.
Martin just moaned on the mat. Joey dragged a dazed Martin to his feet. Joey slapped on an abdominal stretch. He stretched Martin out. Martin's chiseled body rippled and quivered as his muscles were stretched against their will. Martin had been abused and the ref asked him for a submission.
Martin refused to quit. He would never quit. Basically the title was on the line. Martin would be damned if he would throw it away! Martin strained against Joey's surprising strength. Joey had positioned Martin by the corner. Joey reached out without releasing the hold. He tagged Noel in again.
With Martin helpless and exposed, Noel measured him up and laid the boot to his abs. The force drove Joey and Martin back, with Joey falling through the ropes to the floor. Martin bounced off the ropes and into Noel's waiting arms. Noel grabbed Martin around the waist and flattened him with a belly-to-belly suplex. Martin groaned, bridging his body up in pain. Noel dropped an elbow and lowered Martin to the mat again.
Joey was back on the apron, so Noel tagged Joey back in. Noel grabbed Martin and put him in a tight full nelson. Noel lifted Martin to his feet, holding him open for Joey. Joey came in and pounded on Martin's abs until the ref forced Noel out of the ring.
Joey launched Martin forward, whipping him hard into the corner. Instead of turning Martin, Joey whipped him front first, further damaging his torso. Martin stumbled back, almost out on his feet.
As Martin wobbled, Joey hovered on the top rope. When Martin was in position, the young stud drove off the turnbuckle at his prey!
Joey came off the ropes trying for a cross body block. Martin caught him and turned. He planted Joey on his back on the mat slamming him hard and landing atop him. Joey gasped from the impact as Martin stumbled back, his abs aching and him in desperate need of a tag.
Martin stumbled over to Noel and tagged him in. Rather than double-teaming Joey, Martin simply stepped through the ropes. He hung over the rope, thankful to have escaped for a moment.
Noel lifted Joey up and slammed him down. Noel saw Martin limply hanging over the rope resting. Noel forced Joey to his feet. He pushed him into the corner. He whispered in Joey's ear, "Take him out and tag him in."
Noel whipped Joey across the ring, right into Martin's corner. Martin wasn't even watching as Joey came flying in and slammed into him. Martin fell back off the apron landing hard on the floor below.
Martin moaned on the floor. Joey hopped out and grabbed Martin by the hair and trunks. He brought Martin up and tossed him into the ring. He said to the ref, "That was my tag."The ref nodded and Noel moved in. He picked Martin's legs up and flipped him into a Boston Crab. Noel sat back, bending Martin back. Martin groaned in pain but refused to submit. He pressed down with his arms. Martin's tight hard biceps flexing as he strained to lift Noel's 172 pounds from atop him.Noel pulled back, hoping to end Martin's dreams of a title. He knew getting Martin to submit was unlikely but every bit of punishment he delivered got him one step closer.
The veins in Noel's neck stood out as he strained against Martin's muscle. Martin finally got his legs involved and felt Noel moving. Noel felt it too and rather than be thrown off, he released his grip. Martin's legs flew forward. He ended up on his hands and knees under Noel. As Noel straddled Martin, he leapt up and slammed his butt into Martin's back, sending Martin sprawling onto the mat. Martin crashed down hard.
Noel tagged Joey back in. Martin was struggling to his feet. Joey hopped onto the top rope and when Martin was vertical, Joey flew at him! Martin was knocked back flat, crashing hard. Martin kept his head and used their momentum to keep rolling.
Martin rolled Joey into a ball. Joey kicked his legs in vain as Martin tightened his perfect small cradle. Noel considered saving Joey but the count reached three before he could make a move.
Martin struggled to his feet. He watched Noel carefully and again flexed for the crowd. Martin refused to show any weakness from the abuse he had been dealt.
Noel climbed through the ropes, knowing he was as close as he could hope to the proving he was the toughest middleweight and getting the bragging rights and inevitable title shot that went along with it. Martin realized the exact same thing.
Noel and Martin faced off. Martin was cautious. So far Noel had had one offensive move put on him ... Daryl's bodyslam and Martin had gotten the worst of it. Meanwhile Martin had been worked over hard.
Noel saw how red Martin's beaten torso was. He knew he would have to focus there. He knew not to underestimate Martin but he couldn't help feeling confident.
Noel moved in for a lock-up. Martin struck out with his snake strike. Noel was ready. He lifted his foot and delivered a massive boot to Martin's abs. Martin was lifted off the ground as the boot sent him up. When he came down, he couldn't keep his feet under him.
Martin fell to his hands and knees gasping for air. Noel reached down and forced him up. He whipped Martin into the corner as hard as he could! Martin went flying. He slammed hard, feeling his entire body shake from the impact. Martin dropped to his knees then fell forward.
Noel grabbed Martin's wrist. He dragged him to the center of the ring. Noel flipped Martin over and went for the cover. With surprising strength, Martin kicked out at two. Noel turned Martin perpendicular to the corner.
Noel leapt to the middle turnbuckle. He leapt up and came down to splash Martin. Martin used his second wind and pulled his knees up. Noel landed hard on Martin's knees. He toppled off clutching his stomach.
Martin dug deep again. He kicked Noel's abs, not only punishing Noel but testing their hardness. They were still hard but Martin now had his target. He dragged Noel up and pushed him into the corner. Martin grabbed the middle rope on either side of Noel's waist. He drove forward, planting his shoulder into Noel's abs. He aimed just above Noel's pink and black tights, driving every ounce of power he had into the blows. Noel collapsed back, he ended up sitting on the middle turnbuckle.
Martin pulled Noel forward. He lowered his head under Noel's arm and locked his arm around Noel's neck. Martin reached down and grabbed a handful of tights. Martin lifted Noel into the air for a suplex. As he held Noel aloft, he realized that there was a better move. Martin turned and slammed Noel forward. Noel fell forward and was driven onto the top rope! The rope cut right into Noel's abs.
Noel hung on the ropes for a few seconds then toppled forward onto the canvas. Martin hovered over him and laid the boots to Noel's abs. Martin was finding his wind and knew he had to be quick and level the playing field.
With every stomp, Martin felt his own abs screaming in pain. He ignored it, knowing that if he could punish Noel, he could win. Martin dropped to his knees and started laying the fists to Noel's abs. Noel grunted and moaned, his abs starting to weaken.
Noel reached up and pushed Martin off him. He struggled to his feet, Before he could react, Martin was on top of him. Martin slugged him twice in the stomach. Martin reached for Noel's wrist and seized hold.
Martin whipped Noel into the ropes. When Noel came off, he was met by Martin's knee in his abs. Noel doubled over. Martin drove his foot up into Noel's stomach. He repeated the kick, sinking his foot deep into Noel's abs. Noel flew into the ropes. He gasped and sunk onto the top rope.
Martin landed two more kicks to Noel's abs. With Noel hanging weakly in the ropes, Martin grabbed his wrist. He brought Noel to his feet and whipped him across the ring.
Noel came off the ropes fast. He decided to go for a high tackle. He went to jump onto Martin but the younger stud grabbed him on the way up and reversed the move! Martin turned and slammed Noel to the ground, hard onto his back!
Noel arched his back up to ease the pain. Martin slammed his fists down into his gut. Martin slammed his fists into Noel's abs, driving them down, beating them into submission. Noel tried to crawl away but Martin grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back.
Martin hopped onto the middle rope and crashed down onto Noel in a seated position. He drove his butt into Noel's chest. Instead of rolling off, Martin straddled Noel's chest and hammered down into his stomach with a flurry of fists!
Martin raised his hands and made his "snake" sign. He was often described as striking fast like a snake. Daryl had been tricked by it and now Noel would feel it too! Martin drove his fingers into Noel's tender abs, each darting action like a knife cutting through him.
All Noel could do was try to bridge, but Martin stabbed his stomach even harder with each attempt. Martin's hands were flying as he decimated Noel's resistance. Noel stomped his feet and slapped the mat but could do little else.
Martin raised his snake hands and opened them up. He signaled the claw and the crowd gasped. Martin drove his fingers down hard and fast, tearing into Noel's abs!
Martin dug the claw in deeper and deeper. Noel battered Martin's back with forearms, desperate to break the hold. Tears welled up in his eyes as he stared up Martin's V-shaped back to his broad shoulders. The 19-year old muscle wrestler was tearing him apart.
Martin moved his fingers slightly, finding the weak spots and exploiting them. Noel's training for football and powerlifting was not nearly as tough on his abs as Martin's rigorous routine. Martin had abs you could drive a truck over. He had proven it again today.
Noel's punches became weaker and weaker as he felt Martin's hand practically inside him. He whimpered, unable to even bridge his body up to throw Martin off. Martin bounced on Noel's chest, driving the air out. Noel's legs sagged, lying limp on the canvas. Martin could smell victory.
Noel lay spread eagle on the mat, moving his head from side to side as he bit his tongue to avoid submitting. Martin was a cruel dominator though, unrelenting once he had the advantage!
Martin slid off Noel, who barely even noticed the hold was broken. Martin shifted around. He wanted to see Noel's face when the wrestler submitted to him. He wanted to see Noel admit defeat and basically hand him the middleweight title. Martin was so close he could taste it.
Martin knelt between Noel's legs. He flexed his biceps impressing the audience and showing his power. He raised his hand in the air in a claw motion. As he lowered his hands to rip Noel apart, Noel found a little extra and wrapped his brawny legs around Martin's battered torso!
Martin cried out in shock and horror as Noel locked his ankles behind him! Martin felt Noel's finisher - the legs that had beaten tough guys like Vinny and Elton. Martin struggled to withstand the pressure.
Through the sudden pain, Martin followed through with his hands. He lowered them onto Noel's destroyed stomach! The wrestlers stayed on the mat, both trying to force a submission from the other. It seemed like forever as the crowd rose to their feet.
The crowd was on their feet in anticipation! A winner would come from this; they knew this was the end for one of the wrestlers!
Noel had to keep his shoulders up as he lay on his back on the mat, Martin facing him between his legs. Noel knew he had to crush Martin fast. Martin's muscle body was tough but how tough? Noel was drenched in sweat, breathing hard, his legs around Martin and his hands on Martin's wrists. Noel struggled to break the claw but Martin had it cinched in tight!
Martin, meanwhile, was kneeling with Noel's hips raised on his thighs, Noel's legs squeezing his awesome muscles into submission. Martin had locked on his claw, with both hands digging in deeper and deeper, finding the pressure points again. Martin had to hold out.
This match had become a contest of wills and of finishers! The crowd could not see Martin's fingers as they were so deep that Noel's stomach covered them. Martin and Noel locked eyes, each determined to make the other wrestler submit!
Martin flared his nostrils, looked to the ceiling and let out a primal scream! AHHHHHH! He drove his fingers in and focussed everything had on ripping out Noel's guts! Noel screamed in agony, as the claw proved more powerful than his legs!
Noel's ankles unlocked and fell to the side, limp and weak. His hands fell from Martin's and smacked onto the mat. Noel's shoulders hit the mat and the powerlifter just screamed as he lay limp on the mat. Martin watched Noel collapse and knelt higher, leaning right over him and putting all his weight into the claw.
Noel looked up through tear streaked eyes and whimpered, "I submit! Oh please, I submit!"
The ref signaled the bell and Martin let go. He fell back and sat between Noel's legs. He stared at Noel who was completely deflated. Noel's pink and black tights were soaked. Martin realized so were his own black trunks. He wiped the sweat from his brow and stood gingerly.
Martin pumped his fists and straddled Noel. Noel opened his eyes and saw Martin standing over him as his conqueror. Noel closed his eyes and cursed to himself. He had been so close. He had everything go his way. And yet Martin had beaten him.
Noel felt a hand in his. It was Martin's. Noel smiled. Beside him he noticed Daryl back in the ring. Daryl grabbed his other hand. Together, with Joey behind him, they lifted Noel to his feet. Noel found his feet and looked at Martin.
Martin offered his hand and Noel accepted. Martin had kicked his ass fair and square. Noel knew he should have won. Martin would be even bolder now and he deserved to be. The four middleweights all shook hands and the three losers left Martin to take his bows.
Martin knew he had an undeniable claim to a title shot. It would happen. With Kevin in his corner, it would happen sooner rather than later.
THE END
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