Cole - Mitchell - The Match

LADIES AND GENTLEMAN. THE NEXT MATCH IS BETWEEN FORMER 3 MAN TAG TEAM PARTNERS. OUR FIRST CONTESTANTS IS 17YEAR OLD COLE WHO STANDS 5'10" AND WEIGHS 175... as he was introduced he charged down the aisle full force to a polite round of applause with some scattered boos. He was wearing blue wrestling trunks with white stripes. HIS OPPONENT 18 YEARS OLD, STANDING 5'11" AND WEIGHING IN AT 170# IS MITCHELL. He came down the aisle a little slower with a scowl on his face. He was wearing white wrestling trunks with blue stripes. As he was about to enter the ring he turned to Evan who had taken a seat in the first row and gave him the middle finger.

The ref called the two teens to the middle of the ring for the usual admonishments. As the two teens stood face to face they simple stared at each other. When told to return to their corners to wait for the bell, both teens simple walked backwards to their corner.

At the sound of the bell, both teens approach the middle of the ring and began circling each. Finally they hooked up in a collar and elbow. Mitch quickly took charge and hip locked Cole to the mat. As soon as he hit the ring, Cole was almost instantly back to his. However, Mitch repeated the hip toss times two. After the third one, instead of getting back to his feet, Cole slid under the bottom rope, out onto the floor.

"That's it, pussy boy, run away," Mitch taunted.

Twice as Cole approached the ring to get back in, Mitch started toward the rope and Cole backed off. Finally Mitch stood in the center of the ring and waited. Cole got both his hands on the middle rope and was starting to pull himself back into the ring when Mitch charged. However, Cole had been anticipating this move so as Mitch got near the ropes, Cole launched himself head first through the ropes spearing a charging Mitch in his wide open abdomen. Mitchell was driven back by the blow.

Cole continued back into the ring and delivered a front kick to his opponent. As Mitch bent over, he received a double ax handle to the back of the neck/upper back driving him to his knees. Cole got behind his former tag partner and began a series of kick and stomps to the teens upper and lower back finally driving Mitch to the mat.

He then delivered a series of stomps to the down teen, acting as if he was trying to put out a forest fire. He then dropped to the mat, grabbed Mitch's right wrist, bent it behind his back and began pushing up his toward his head. He was going to make Mitch scratch the back of his head. Mitch felt the pain begin in his shoulder joint.

"Not bad for a pussy boy, huh," Cole shouted into Mitch's ear as he lay on the teens back. Cole then got off Mitch's back and without letting go of the wrist pivoted around so that he was sitting at Mitch's head holding the wrist with both hands. He placed the bottom of his feet on Mitch's shoulders and then leaned back, applying even more pressure to the shoulder. Mitch was literally lifted from the mat and screamed in pain.

Tiring of this, cole released the arm and stood to his feet. Mitch's arm was hurting and it took him a few seconds to slowly pull his arm down his back. Once he got his arm down, he started to raise up on all fours only to receive a kick from a charging Cole who drove his foot into Mitch's abdomen like he trying to score a field goal. The blow lifted the teens knees off the mat before dropping him back to the mat on his back.

Cole moved in, grabbed the right arm and stretched it out. He then delivered a series of five knee drops into the biceps and shoulders. After the fifth drop, he grabbed the arm by the wrist, placed his right leg into Mitch's armpit, his left on his shoulder, locked his knees and dropped to the mat, rowing on the trapped arm. Mitchell screamed in pain.

"Come on boy, submit before I rip your arm off and beat you with it," Cole yelled.

Mitchell just screamed. When the ref asked if he wanted to submit, Mitch shook his head no. Summoning his strength, Mitchell began trying to raise from the mat. Cole would let him get part way up only to slam him back to the mat.

Realizing that his wasn't a finishing hold but on only designed to punish, Cole released the wrist and stood. He quickly looked ringside to where Evan was sitting and slightly nodded his head. He reached down and pulled Mitchell to his feet. Once again he grabbed the right wrist and quickly turned so that Mitchell's arm was coming over his right shoulder. He then preceded to pump handle Mitchell's arm, using his shoulder as a fulcrum. Mitchell felt the pain in his shoulder and screamed. Every time Cole raised the arm and jerk down, Mitchell was pulled from his feet.

After 5 such blows, Mitchell was thrown across the ring and into the ropes. On the rebound he was met by a knee to his abdomen that flipped him over and onto the mat back first. Cole dropped a closed fist straight down into the lower abs. He then pulled Mitch to his feet and tossed him threw the ring ropes to the floor near Evan. As Cole started to exit the ring, the ref got between him and began berating him and pushing him back into center ring.

Evan took this as his change. He jumped the security barrier, grabbed his former tag team partner in a hammerlock and drove his right shoulder into the corner ring post. Follow this he lifted Mitchell in a crotch left and dropped him right shoulder first onto his knee. Mitchell was in a world of hurt. Seeing that Cole still had the ref's attention. He pulled Mitch up and drove him shoulder first into the security rail. The fans were now booing and screaming for the ref to do something. By the time the ref had turned around, Evan was back in his chair and Mitchell was laying on the floor holding his shoulder and rocking back and forth.

Cole exited the ring on the other side, came around, picked Mitch up and tossed him under the ropes back into the ring. He followed and dragged Mitchell to his feet and pushed him back first into the turnbuckle. He delivered a series of punches to the stomach and his last shot was a closed fist to the nuts. The ref admonished him and pushed him back, while Cole gave the ref his best "aw shucks" look. Mitchell slumped in the corner, but managed to stay on his feet - much to his regret for Cole went through the ropes onto the ring apron and too the corner. He grabbed the right wrist of his opponent, turned him facing the turnbuckle, extended the arm and then jump from the apron to the floor. As Mitch's armpit hit the upper rope/turnbuckle joint, cole held onto the wrist and Mitch was again fulcrumed by his shoulder. The scream was one of pure terror. As Mitch's wrist slipped form Cole's grasp, Mitchell fell back into the ring, his left hand holding his shoulder and rocking back and forth.

Cole decided it was time to end this once and for all. He climbed back into the ring, pulled Mitch to his feet using his hair, and crotch lifted the teen. The then locked the right hand behind Mitch's back and delivered a body slam with Mitch's arm trapped between his back and the mat. As Mitch hit the mat he screamed and arched his back only to met with a stomp to lower gut just above his groin. Cole repeated this move five more times.

By this point the pain in Mitch's shoulder was approaching the unbearable. Cole pulled the teen to his feet, took his right wrist and locked it behind him in a hammerlock. Cole then grabbed the wrist/forearm with both his hands and in a show of strength lifted Mitchell from the mat.. Mitchell's weight was now suspended from his right shoulder. He wasted little time in screaming, "I submit, I submit."

Evan had been anticipating this and no sooner were the words out of Mitchell's mouth than he was over the security barrier, under the ring ropes and standing in front of a screaming, suspended Mitch.

He then preceded to deliver a series of punches into Mitchell's wide open crotch, and balls. He took full advantage of the ref's 5 count before Cole dropped Mitchell to the mat. As he hit the mat, his left hand covered his aching nuts, while his right arm remained trapped behind his back. He simply lay on the mat moaning.

Cole and Evan each placed a foot on their downed former tag team partner and struck the victory pose before exiting the ring and heading to the locker room to the boos and catcalls of the fans. Mitchell just lay in the ring thinking maybe wrestling wasn't for him after all. Several of the TW staff had to come and help him back to the locker room.

Cole - Mitchell - Afterward

Evan and Cole had returned to the dressing room congratulating each other and high fiving each other. They received some "nice jobs," "way to go's" from some wrestler and "can't fight like real men," from others. They essentially ignored everybody and began winding down laughing at the match and what they had done.

Mitchell had been brought back into the locker room and sat on the bench in front of his locker. He shoulder hurt worse than his balls, but both definitely hurt. After being assured that there was no serious damage the TW officials left the defeated teen. Cole and Evan quickly moved over and sat on either side of the teen.

As they sat down, Mitchell just moaned.

"Relax," Cole said. "We aren't going to keep beating on you today."

"Yeah, we'll save that for the next time," Evan sneered.

"I'm not sure there is going to be any next time," Mitchell murmured in a very low voice.

"Oh of course there is going to be a next time," Evan laughed. "This league needs a good middle weight jobber boy and you fit the bill nicely."

Looking at his former tag partner's and friends Mitchell just said just one word, "Why??"

"Why do we keep beating the crap out of you," Cole asked??

Mitchell just shook his head yes.

"Well, because we can," Evan smirked. "And then of course you violated the cardinal rule when you started dating my girlfriend."

"But you two had broken up..." Mitchell began.

"Doesn't matter asshole. You don't do that to friends," Evan sneered.

As Cole and Evan stood to go shower, Evan turned and leaned over. "And if anyone challenges you, you WILL accept. You don't get to pussy out on this."

Looking up Mitchell asked, "and if I don't accept, what you going to beat me up?"

"Nah, will just have to tell everyone about Maryann."

As he heard those words, Mitchell just got a little pale. "You wouldn't guys," he pleaded.

"Not unless we have too. See jerk, unlike you we following the rules of friendship. Well at least partially," Evan smirked. He and Cole then broke into laughter as they headed for the shower.

Mitchell just hung his head. He was going to have to start working out seriously and getting better or it was going to be a very long senior year.