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2/20-Wrestling Night in the Heartland on HOTv

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Missouri Valley Wrestling
Wrestling Night in the Heartland
Knapp Center
Des Moines, Iowa
Tuesday February 20th, 2024


Announcers: Thunderbolt Smith and ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall

Backstage Interviewer: Kellie Burkowski

Ring Announcer: Heather Cooper

MVW… MVW… MVW…

Opening:
The roar of the crowd reverberated through the arena, a cacophony of excitement and anticipation as Thunderbolt Smith’s voice cut through the din like a knife.

Thunderbolt Smith: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another action-packed evening of Missouri Valley Wrestling’s Wrestling Night in the Heartland!

His tone was even-keeled but brimming with enthusiasm, setting the stage for the night’s spectacle.

‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall: Thunderbolt, I can barely hear myself think!

His voice rode the wave of excitement, an octave higher than his companion’s.

Rick: We’ve got a near sell-out crowd tonight—over 6300 strong—and they are ready for some bone-crunching action!

Thunderbolt: Indeed, they are, Rick.  And we have got quite a lineup for you tonight.  We’ve got two #1 contender’s matches tonight.  The first one will be Laney Harrison and McLean Oswald versus former three-time tag team champions The Hanson Sisters in a Women’s Tag Team #1 contender’s match.

Rick: Then, Jennifer Colton goes up against ‘The Shadow Warrior’ Shizuko Yamazaki in a Women’s Division #1 contender’s match.

Thunderbolt: Then our first title match.  The Stevens Dynasty challenges MVW Tag Team Champions No Quarter for the title.

Rick: We’ll also have Women’s Champion Victoria McGill in a non-title match against Yosemite Samantha.

Thunderbolt: And in our main event, ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson defends the MVW title against Adam Ellis.

With a practiced hand, he gestured toward the ring, where the next act would soon unfold.

Thunderbolt: Let’s send it down to the incomparable Heather Cooper for the first match announcement.

MATCH #1: The Hanson Sisters vs. Laney Harrison and McLean Oswald
Spotlights converged on the center of the ring as Heather Cooper stepped into the limelight, the sultry ring announcer commanding attention with her undeniable presence. Dressed in a dazzling outfit that hugged her curves, she raised the microphone to her lips, her brown eyes sparkling with the promise of the unfolding drama.

Heather Cooper: Thank you, Thunderbolt, Rick.  Our opening contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall!

She paused…

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Cueing the entrance music, the distinct guitar riffs of Warren Zevon’s “Hit Somebody” blared from the speakers, heralding the arrival of The Hanson Sisters. As the former three-time tag champions emerged, the crowd erupted, their combined cheers and jeers creating a symphony of raw emotion.

Heather: Introducing first… Andrea and Melissa Hanson aka… THE HANSON SISTERS!

The Hanson Sisters
– The hockey-loving Hanson Sisters always bring their hockey sticks to the ring and wear their thick black horn-rimmed glasses while dressed in their retro Charlestown Chief hockey uniforms.

Andrea Hanson
AGE: 28 / HT: 5′ 11″ WT: 160 / HOME: Red Lake, MN
ALIGN: Tweener / STYLE: Brawler-Goon / FIN: High Stick
Melissa Hanson
AGE: 29 / HT: 6′ 0″ WT: 164 / HOME: Red Lake, MN
ALIGN: Tweener / STYLE: Brawler-Goon / FIN: CHECK!-mate
Manager: Coach Reg aka Regina McGill

Thunderbolt: Here they come, folks—Andrea and Melissa, the powerhouse pair known for their no-nonsense brawling style.

Rick: Those two are as tough as nails, Thunderbolt. They’ve turned brutality into an art form!

Hall leaned in his seat, eyes fixed on the Hansons, who climbed into the ring with a shared sneer, already dominating the space before the bell had rung.

Heather: And their opponents…

The lights dimmed, segueing into a new theme as Laney Harrison and McLean Oswald made their entrance. The reaction from the crowd was mixed, a blend of cheers and boos that underscored the uncertainty swirling around the challengers.

Heather: …they are the current #1 contender’s… The team of Laney Harrison and McLean Oswald!

Harrison/Oswald

Laney Harrison

AGE: 22 / HT: 5’ 10” WT: 110 / HOME:  Rich Hill, MO
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: High Flyer / FIN: Shooting Star Press

McLean Oswald

AGE: 23 / HT: 6’ 0” WT: 112 / HOME: Damascus, OR
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: Power / FIN: Face Slam

Thunderbolt: Look at the focus on those faces,”

Harrison and Oswald paced down the aisle, neither one backing down from the intimidating presence of The Hanson Sisters.

Thunderbolt: They’ve got a lot to prove tonight against such decorated adversaries.

Rick: True, Thunderbolt, but don’t count them out just yet. They’re hungry, and sometimes, hunger beats experience.  Hall tapped a finger on his notes as if tallying unseen points in the underdogs’ favor.

Heather: YOUR WINNER BY DISQUALIFICATION AT EIGHTEEN MINUTES AND THIRTY-SIX SECONDS… LANEY HARRISON AND McLEAN OSWALD!

The crowd roared while Harrison and Oswald tried to clear the cobwebs on the floor outside the ring.

Thunderbolt: Laney Harrison and McLean Oswald win by disqualification after Melissa Hanson swung a sledgehammer and laid out Laney Harrison and McLean Oswald in one fell swoop.

Rick: The referee’s hand shot up, signaling an immediate disqualification as soon as it happened..

Thunderbolt watched the chaotic scene unfold.

Thunderbolt: Fans, We’re going to have to catch our breath after that one.

Rick: Absolutely, Thunderbolt.  Stay tuned, we’ll be back with more action after these messages.


High Octane Wrestling

The screen fades back from commercial, and the familiar faces of Thunderbolt and Hall fill the screen again.

Thunderbolt: And we’re back, folks! And we’ve got Shizuko Yamazaki and Jennifer Colton coming up!”

Rick: That’s right, folks. Both these women have been on a roll as of late, and this match will lead to a title shot for one of them.

Thunderbolt: This is a #1 contender’s match.  Let’s go to Heather Cooper in the ring.

MATCH #2:  Shizuko Yamazaki vs. Jennifer Colton
As the camera cut to the ring, Heather Cooper stood poised in the center, microphone in hand.

Heather: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Heather: Introducing first, hailing from Tokyo, Japan – Shizuko Yamazaki!”


Shizuko Yamazaki “The Shadow Warrior”
AGE: 24 / HT: 5’4″ WT: 125 / HOME: Osaka, Japan
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: Martial Arts / FIN: Floatover DDT

The crowd erupted into cheers as “Clock Strikes” by One OK Rock blasted through the speakers. The Japanese powerhouse made her way to the ring, exuding confidence and intensity with every step she took.

Heather: And her opponent, Jennifer Colton!


Jennifer Colton

AGE: 22 / HT: 5’6″ WT: 130 / HOME: Evansville, IN
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: Technical / FIN: Colton Clutch 2 (Lebell lock, but with cobra clutch grip instead of crossface)

As The Eagles’ “Heartache Tonight” fills the arena, Colton struts out onto the stage, playing up to the audience before confidently making her way down to the ring.

Thunderbolt: Folks, Colton recently defeated MVW Women’s Champion Victoria McGill by disqualification. And if she can secure another victory tonight, she’ll get another chance at McGill.

Rick: Shizuko Yamazaki is also a former MVW Women’s champion.  She, too, would love to get another chance at winning the title.

Thunderbolt: This should be a good one.  We’ll be back with the match after these commercial messages.


PRIME

Thunderbolt: And with that beautiful senton and pinfall, Jennifer Colton has secured yet another victory!

Heather: YOUR WINNER AT TWELVE MINUTES AND TWENTY-FOUR SECONDS… JENNIFER COLTON!

Thunderbolt: Jennifer Colton retains her #1 contender status in the Women’s Division and-

But as Colton celebrated her win in the ring, tension started to build as the lights in the arena flickered. Suddenly, the music cut, and the crowd fell silent as they realized what was happening.

Rick: Uh oh.

Sure enough, Victoria McGill, Sheline Carrigan, Madison Miller, Prisoner #034291, and the CEO of Jill Berg Enterprises, Jill Berg, came out and surrounded the ring. Colton’s trapped inside. Yamazaki decided to stand protectively by her side.

Thunderbolt: Earlier tonight, Women’s Tag Team Champions Jill Berg Enterprises won a non-title match against The Working Girls when ‘Queen Cool’ Leah Iris knocked out Madison Miller on the floor

Rick: Looks like, Jill Berg Enterprises is trying to flex their corporate muscle and take out their frustrations with what happened earlier tonight on Jennifer Colton.

Thunderbolt: This could get real ugly.

Rick: Thankfully Shizuko Yamazaki stayed in the ring.

Thunderbolt: Yes.  Otherwise…

The crowd erupted.

Thunderbolt: …wait a minute!

The spotlight shined on two women who’ve suddenly appeared on the stage.

Rick: Thunderbolt, that’s PRIME’s Ria and SHOOT Project’s Miranda DC!

Ria and Miranda rushed down to the ring and rolled into the ring.

Thunderbolt: Ria and Miranda DC are here and they are backing up Colton and Yamazaki!

Indeed, the duo joined up with Colton and Yamazaki to form a united front against Jill Berg Enterprises and invited the JBE wrestlers to join them in the ring.

Jill Berg pitched a fit.  She pointed an angry finger toward both Ria and Miranda DC and told them they had ‘no business’ being there.

Again, Ria and Miranda DC gestured for Berg to climb into the ring.   Colton leaned over the top rope to shout at Berg while Jill spoke on her cell phone and Carrigan and Miller feigned rolling into the ring… only for Ria and Miranda to turn and stare them back.

Rick: Looks like we’ve got a standoff here!

Another roar came over the arena.

Thunderbolt: Now what?


Amberley Stanton

Rick: IT’S AMBERLEY STANTON!

Stanton emerged from the crowd… steel-folding chair in hand.  She moved with purpose, her eyes locked onto Jill Berg, who was focused on Jennifer Colton in the ring.

Thunderbolt: Jill doesn’t see her!

Before help… and her security detail… can intervene…  Stanton swung the chair with deadly precision, connecting with a resounding thud against Berg’s back. The impact sent shockwaves through the arena, and the crowd erupted into a frenzy of cheers.

Thunderbolt: And Amberley Stanton just took out Jill Berg with a steel-folding chair!

Madison Miller rushed over to defend her CEO.  Stanton turned her attention to her new target… swung the chair again, this time aiming for Miller’s head… and with a sickening crack connects.

Rick: Stanton takes down Madison Miller!

Miller falls to the mat, out cold.

Thunderbolt: WATCH OUT!

Sensing danger, Stanton retreated back into the safety of the crowd as Prisoner #034291 barreled around the corner like a freight train.

Thunderbolt: You knew after what happened two weeks ago when Prisoner #034291 took Colton out with a sledgehammer that at some point, Jennifer Colton was going to bring back up to the ring.

Rick: That she did.

Jill Berg Enterprises Sheline Carrigan and Prisoner #034291 carried out Madison Miller and Jill Berg’s security entourage secured and rushed Berg backstage. “We need to get you out of here!” one of them yelled over the chaos.

Thunderbolt: All right.  Let’s go to a commercial break and we’ll be right back.

Colton thanked Ria and Miranda DC for their assistance in the ring as we went to commercial.


Sanctioned Violence Organization

Back from break…

Thunderbolt: Last week, Cary Stevens issued an open challenge to any tag team to take on The Stevens Dynasty.  The Kentucky Redneck Mafia answered the call and The Stevens Dynasty and ended up losing to them.

Rick: Thunderbolt, the Stevens Dynasty are going to be in a bad mood tonight when they take on their arch-rivals No Quarter with that loss to the Kentucky Redneck Mafia still fresh in everyone’s minds.

Thunderbolt: Let’s send it to Heather Cooper in the ring.

Heather Cooper stood there, an embodiment of grace under pressure. Her brunette hair cascaded over her shoulders, catching the lights above to shimmer like strands of silk. Her sultry brown eyes scanned the passionate crowd as her curvaceous figure, clad in a form-fitting outfit, commanded the attention she was accustomed to.

MATCH #3-MVW TAG TEAM TITLE: No Quarter © vs. The Stevens Dynasty
Heather raised the microphone to her lips.

Heather: Ladies and gentlemen.  Our next match will be…

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Heather: …and it will be for the MVW Tag Team title!

The Outlaw’s “Ghost Riders in the Sky” played as Cary Stevens lead out Bo and George Stevens, accompanied by Scott Stevens. “STEVENS DYNASTY” appeared next on the video screen with a Texas flag waving in the background.

Heather: Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Cary Stevens and Scott Stevens… the team of Bo Stevens… George Stevens… THE STEVENS DYNASTY!

The Stevens Dynasty

Bo Stevens
AGE: 27 HT: 6’ 1” WT: 234 / HOME: Waco, TX
ALIGN: / STYLE / FIN: Rolling Cutter

George Stevens
AGE: 42 / HT: 6’ 5” WT: 445 / HOME: Texarkana, TX
ALIGN: / STYLE: Power / FIN: Texas Sized Slam

ALSO AT RINGSIDE: Cary Stevens and Scott Stevens

The Stevens made their way to the ring.

Heather: And their opponents…

Blues Saracino’s “Kicking and Screaming” played next.

Heather: They are the reigning MVW Tag Team Champions… Bracken Krueger… Daryn Thompson… they are No Quarter!

No Quarter

Bracken Krueger
“The Lakeshore Leviathan”
AGE: 31 / HT: 6’11” WT: 290 / HOME: Chicago, Illinois
ALIGN: Heel / STYLE: Power / FIN: Into the Deep (over-the-shoulder Fisherman’s Driver)
Daryn Thompson
The Texas Technician, The Daughter of Dust

AGE: 29 / HT: 6’ 0” WT: 165 / HOME: Dallas, Texas
ALIGN: Heel / STYLE: Technical/submissionist / FIN: Legacy Lock (Anaconda vice)

The crowd erupted as Bracken Krueger and Daryn Thompson made their entrance, holding their title belts high above their heads.

Thunderbolt: These two teams don’t like each other.  Can Bo and George Stevens stay focused and not let the occasion get to them?  Will Krueger and Thompson hold their emotions in check?

Rick: That’s what it’s going to come down to.

The crowd roared as both teams faced off in the ring, Cary sneered at No Quarter from across the ring, his hatred for them evident in his clenched fists. “We should’ve been champions,” he growled through gritted teeth. Bracken smirked back at him, unimpressed. “You lost fair and square.” Bo stepped up, his anger boiling over. “It was a fluke! We’ll prove it tonight when we take those titles from you!” Daryn simply chuckled, twirling her finger around one of her locks. “Just be ready to kick and scream when we beat you again.”

Thunderbolt: THEY DID IT!

Thompson laid motionless on the mat.

Heather: YOUR WINNER AT NINE MINUTES AND THREE SECONDS… AND *NEW* MVW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… THE STEVENS DYNASTY!

Bo and George Stevens fist-bumped with Scott and Cary Stevens.

Thunderbolt: The Stevens Dynasty are the new MVW Tag Team champions!

Rick: Thunderbolt, referee Ron Martin was behind big George Stevens when he out Daryn Thompson with a foreign object and he just didn’t see it!

Krueger rushed over to check on his fallen partner.

Thunderbolt: Thompson is still out.

Krueger’s face twisted in anger as he watched Ron Martin award the tag team belts to their opponents.  He slammed his hand against the ring apron.

Rick: Krueger feels they were robbed, plain and simple.  And he’s right.

Thunderbolt: This is definitely going to add even more fuel to the fire between these two teams.

Rick: Absolutely, this rivalry just got a whole lot more intense.

Thunderbolt: We’re going to go to another commercial break.  We’ll be back after these messages.


SHOOT Project

Thunderbolt: Let’s go right back to the ring and Heather Cooper.

MATCH #4-NON-TITLE: Women’s Champion Victoria McGill vs. Yosemite Samantha
Heather: Ladies and gentlemen.  This match will be…

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Heather: …and is a non-title match.

The stage turned red and the video screen showed a few tumbleweeds blowing by.

Metallica’s “Moth to a Flame” fired up on the PA. Yosemite Samantha, sporting a big ten-gallon cowboy hat and a holster complete with gun, walked out onto the stage and gave the audience the ol’ stinkeye.

Introducing first, she is the roughest, toughest, rootinest, shootinest cowgirl who ever crossed the Rio Grande!  Please welcome…YOOOOO-SIMMM-MIT-TEEEEEEEE…SAMANTHA!


Yosemite Samantha
“The roughest, toughest, rootinest, shootinest cowgirl who ever crossed the Rio Grande”
AGE: 32 / HT: 5’1″ WT: 105 / HOME: Dodge City, KS
ALIGN: Heel / STYLE: Brawler-Hardcore / FIN: Shotgun Knee/Cannonball Combo

She twirls her six-shooter and then puts the gun back in its holster. With an intense look on her face, Yosemite Samantha marches down the ramp to the ring.

She leapt onto the ring apron and took aim at her opponent.

Heather: And her opponent…

A series of resounding THUMP, THUMP, THUMP-THUMP-THUMP echoed throughout the arena.


CEO of Jill Berg Enterprises
Jill Berg

The camera shifted its focus to the stage, where Jill Berg, CEO of Jill Berg Enterprises, strode out with her security detail flanking her on either side, wincing as she walked from the chairshot she took from Amberley Stanton earlier in the show. The crowd erupted into a cacophony of jeers as she made her way down the ramp, her eyes locked onto the ring like a predator stalking its prey.  With each step, Jill exuded power and control, her gaze never wavering as she climbed into the ring.

Then, a new pulse.  Samantha Fish’s “Twisted Ambition.”

Heather: She is the current MVW Women’s Champion… VICTORIA McGILL!


Victoria McGill
AGE: 26 / HT: 6’ 2″ WT: 140 / HOME: Killeen, TX
ALIGN: Heel / STYLE: Power / FIN: Gutwrench Facebuster

McGill walked out and joined JBE on stage.  She raised her women’s title belt.

Behind them… Prisoner #034291, a monolith in orange, a walking fortress. Her presence was gravity, pulling whispers from the throng, her reputation preceding her like a shockwave. She flanked the athletes, a silent sentinel guiding them toward the squared circle.

McGill climbed the steps while Prisoner #034291 stood sentry, her gaze sweeping over the masses, a warning, a challenge… especially following events that took place earlier in the show.

Thunderbolt: Here we go.

Heather: YOUR WINNER AT FIFTEEN MINUTES, TEN SECONDS… MVW WOMEN’S CHAMPION VICTORIA McGILL!

The crowd booed.

Thunderbolt: Tori McGill with the win but it was not easy.

Rick: Not at all, Thunderbolt. Yosemite Samantha is not an easy opponent and she had McGill tied up in knots several times in this match.

Thunderbolt: All right.  The big one is next for the MVW Title.  We’ll be back.

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The arena lights glowed with a fierce intensity as the final commercial break of the night faded out, giving way to the familiar ringside view where Thunderbolt Smith sat poised at the announce table. His colleague, ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall, leaned in, his excitement barely contained within his broad-shouldered frame. Thunderbolt’s steady voice filled the charged atmosphere.

Thunderbolt: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen, to the heart-pounding conclusion of tonight’s show. The last time Bill Dickinson and Adam Ellis met was December 2021 at Night of Champions in a steel cage grudge match.  Dickinson won but that’s where Ellis proved that he could hang with the big boys.

Rick: Absolutely, Thunderbolt, Dickinson walked away with the victory that night but Adam Ellis showed us he’s not just some fly-by-night contender. He can hang with the big boys, and hang tough he did.

Thunderbolt nodded, the image of Ellis defiantly rising after every punishing blow from Dickinson replaying in his mind. The crowd had roared then, just as they did tonight, witnessing the sheer determination of two titans locked in combat.

Thunderbolt: Ellis wasn’t victorious that night, but his performance spoke volumes. He went toe-to-toe with Dickinson inside that unforgiving steel, changed the trajectory of his career.

Rick: That’s right.  Ellis went to HOW and then PRIME after that.  He also won the MVW title in between but it’s not about history tonight… it’s about the here and now. And right now, we’re going to see how this storied rivalry continues to unfold.

Thunderbolt: Let’s send it down to Heather Cooper for the introductions.

The camera panned smoothly from the announcers’ booth to the center of the squared circle.

MAIN EVENT-MVW TITLE: ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson © vs. Adam Ellis
Garrett Biggs’ “Mama Didn’t Raise No…” plays over the sound system and on the video screen, a video plays showing a series of wrestling trophies on a dresser next to an old high school football uniform that has ‘Ellis’ on the back.

Heather: Introducing the challenger… ADAM ELLIS!


Adam Ellis
AGE: 24 / HT: 6’ 4” WT: 226 / HOME: Kansas City, MO
ALIGN: Face / STYLE: Technical / FIN: Goodnight Kiss (Superman Punch)

Ellis raised his arms in the air and then started down the ramp towards the ring.

Heather: His opponent…

“My truck’s where my money goes,
Got buck blood on my Sunday clothes
And directions to a honey hole that I’ll never tell
And I know it’s redneck of me
Letting moonshine get the best of me
But I’m unapologetically
Country as hell”

A bright flash of red, white, and blue light envelops the stage following the acapella beginning of Hardy’s “Unapologetically Country as Hell.” Fog sifts out from both sides of the stage as the song begins in earnest.

Heather: Accompanied to the ring by Sunny O’Callahan…

Sunny O’Callahan emerges from the back dressed in the fashion of a female background singer from a late seventies Southern rock band.  She wears a spaghetti strap top, a pair of jeans, heels. and her usually straight hair is all frizzed out and curly.

Heather: …he is the 330 Pound Southern Brawler…

Sunny takes a swig from a bottle of Southern Comfort and sways on the stage.  The song hits the chorus as a second round of red, white, and blue lights illuminate the stage and the 330 Pound Southern Brawler, ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson emerges from the fog.

Heather: …and the MVW CHAMPION!  REDNECK!  BILL!  DICKINSON!


‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson “The 330 Pound Southern Brawler”
AGE: 39 / HT: 6′ 1″  WT: 330 / HOME: Troy, AL
ALIGN: Tweener / STYLE: Brawler-Power / FIN: Southern Fried Powerbomb
ALSO AT RINGSIDE: Sunny O’Callahan

Ambling out onto the stage, Dickinson’s wearing standard black wrestling tights, a black and red vest with “Bill Dickinson” embroidered in block letters on the back.

Sunny and Dickinson make their way down the ramp.

Rick: Thunderbolt, over two years ago, Adam Ellis showed that he could stand up to Bill Dickinson and parlayed that into a move to HOW and then PRIME.  Tonight, we’ll see if he can end Dickinson’s 539 day title reign.

Thunderbolt: Here we go.  Bill Dickinson versus Adam Ellis for the MVW title.

Rick: Let’s go.

Heather: YOUR WINNER AT SIX MINUTES AND TWENTY-FIVE SECONDS… AND *STILL* MVW CHAMPION!  ‘REDNECK’ BILL DICKINSON!

Bill Dickinson, his frame a monolithic spectacle of raw power, stood tall in the center of the ring, the MVW title belt glistening across his broad, sweat-slicked shoulders. Adam Ellis lay sprawled at his feet, chest heaving, the battle scars of their epic encounter etched into every inch of his exhausted body.

Thunderbolt: Once again, ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson retains the MVW title after a hard-fought victory here tonight.

Dickinson extended a meaty hand toward the fallen Ellis, pulling him up with a strength that belied his fatigue. The gesture seemed one of sportsmanship, a nod to the tenacity Ellis had displayed.  The audience tentatively began clapping, appreciating the moment of respect between the two warriors.

Rick: Not Adam’s best night but he did make Dickinson have to work-

Without warning, Dickinson’s facade of camaraderie shattered. His hand snapped from Ellis’ grasp, driving a ruthless knee deep into his opponent’s gut.

Rick: …boot to the gut by Dickinson!  Oh no…

Dickinson then hoisted the winded Ellis high above his head, setting him up for his signature move. The Southern Fried Powerbomb was imminent, and the crowd knew it. The tension was palpable; every eye fixed on the unfolding brutality.

Thunderbolt: Look out!

Dickinson slammed Ellis down with a thunderous Southern Fried Powerbomb. The ring shook upon impact, the violence of the maneuver leaving no doubts about Dickinson’s merciless intentions.

Thunderbolt: SOUTHERN FRIED POWERBOMB!

Rick: Ellis is already beaten, there’s no need… no need for this!

The raucous energy of the arena shifted in an instant as Chris Janson’s “White Trash” blared through the speakers.

Rick: Uh oh.

Thunderbolt: IT’S THE ALABAMA GANG!

The crowd’s anticipation turned to dread as the two men charged down the ramp like a pair of wild boars, their eyes locked on the vulnerable figure of Adam Ellis.

Rick: R.G. Jenkins and Mark Hendry are racing down to the ring and that can’t be good for Adam Ellis!

The chaos in the ring escalated as R.G. Jenkins, his eyes ablaze with a cruel glee, hoisted Adam Ellis onto his shoulders with a grunt of exertion. The crowd’s boos crescendoed into an ear-splitting tumult, their jeers a desperate attempt to will Ellis to safety. But it was not to be. With a powerful heave, Jenkins spun Ellis around and drove him spine-first into the mat that echoed through the arena like a thunderclap.

Thunderbolt: ALABAMA SLAM BY R.G. JENKINS!

Before the reverberations of the first Alabama Slam had even faded, Mark Hendry was already stalking his prey. He circled Ellis with a predator’s focus, seized him by the waistband of his trunks, and with an effortless display of raw strength, mirrored his partner’s devastating maneuver. Hendry’s own Alabama Slam seemed to shake the very foundations of the ring, compressing Ellis between the unyielding canvas and two hundred and thirty pounds of merciless intent.

Rick: This is a mugging.  They are systematically dismantling Adam Ellis right here.

“Redneck” Bill Dickinson, the MVW champion, surveyed the damage with a cold, satisfied smirk playing across his lips. He approached Ellis, whose body lay crumpled and vulnerable—a silent testament to the Alabama Gang’s dominance. Dickinson then signaled to the crowd, drawing a fresh torrent of boos and catcalls, as he prepared to deliver the final blow.

Thunderbolt: Not another one…

With the care of a man handling dynamite, Dickinson lifted Ellis once more, setting him up for the Southern Fried Powerbomb.

Rick: Where’s MVW Security?

This time, there was no pretense of sportsmanship, only the grim certainty of the end. Dickinson hoisted Ellis high above his head, the tension in the arena reaching a fever pitch before he brought Ellis crashing down with a third, bone-jarring Southern Fried Powerbomb.

Thunderbolt: ANOTHER SOUTHERN FRIED POWERBOMB!

Rick: Ellis is out, Thunderbolt.

With a swift, powerful motion, Dickinson snatched the mic from Heather Cooper, MVW’s sultry ring announcer, his fingers wrapping around it with an authority that matched his presence in the ring.

‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson: Ya see this right here, folks? This is what happens when ya got more guts than brains.

Dickinson glared down at Ellis with contempt.  The crowd erupted with boos, their disdain for Dickinson’s arrogance fueling a cacophony that reverberated off the walls. Unperturbed, Dickinson continued his verbal assault, his tone as cold as the steel of the chair that lay discarded nearby.

Bill: Adam Ellis, you thought you could just waltz back into MVW… into my domain… and take what I’ve fought tooth and nail to defend?  Boy, the only thing you’re takin’ home tonight is a whoopin’ that’ll make you think twice before you step up to ‘The 330 Pound Southern Brawler’ again!

With each word, Dickinson punctuated the air as if striking invisible opponents, his confidence unshakable. In the stands, fans jeered and shook their fists, their uproar unable to sway the mountain of a man in the ring.

Bill: You don’t belong in the same breath as me, Ellis. You don’t belong in the same ring as me!

He paused, letting his words hang heavy in the charged atmosphere, then threw the microphone to the mat with a contemptuous flick of his wrist. The device bounced once, twice, before coming to rest near Ellis’s prone form.

As the microphone echoed its final, feedback-laden thud, the crowd’s boos crescendoed into a thunderous wave of indignation. Dickinson stood tall—unmoved, unrepentant—over Ellis, whose dreams of championship glory lay as battered and broken as his body.

Thunderbolt: Bill Dickinson retains and then the Alabama Gang take out Adam Ellis in a vicious post-match attack.

Rick: Unbelievable.

Thunderbolt: All right, that’s going to do for this week.  I’m Thunderbolt Smith.  He’s ‘Long Haul’ Rick Hall.  We will see you next week for another edition of Wrestling Night in the Heartland.

RESULTS:
-Laney Harrison and McLean Oswald defeated The Hanson Sisters at 18:36 in a Women’s Tag Team #1 contender’s match
-Jennifer Colton defeated ‘The Shadow Warrior’ Shizuko Yamazaki at 12:24 in a Women’s Division #1 contender’s match
-MVW MEN’S TAG TEAM TITLE: The Stevens Dynasty defeated No Quarter © at 9:03 to win the title
-NON-TITLE: Women’s Champion Victoria McGill defeated Yosemite Samantha at 15:10
-MVW TITLE: ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson © defeated Adam Ellis at 6:25 to retain the title

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