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Post by Ed Lauzon on Jun 1, 2014 1:26:12 GMT -5
Harvey Lentil walks down to the ring and his theme song "Zero Hour" by David Lindup plays, Harvey seems very self assured mostly because he doesn't even treat Mr.Kabul as a serious opponent, he is thinking more about making this fight a technical performance and feels securing himself mentally is more important. Next up is the self important, falsely modest narcissist himself Mr.Kabul, who is also supremely confident tonight that he will smash Harvey Lentil. He flexes and acknowledges the crowd. Vs. The fight begins and Harvey Lentil seems very interested in testing out the waters at first but Mr.Kabul will have none of it and charges Harvey right off the bat looking to immediately grapple. Harvey denies Mr.Kabul by side stepping and begins doing his circle walking routine around Mr.Kabul in an attempt to frustrate him. Mr.Kabul charges in again but eats a sharp front kick straight to the knee followed up with a brilliant left palm strike. Mr.Kabul shakes it off and charges again but instead is met again with a kick this time to the lower calf. Harvey circles out again and it is clear now his strategy is to try and tire the heavily muscled Mr.Kabul out. The crowd though is getting a bit restless which worries Harvey so he decides to push forward to keep the action going. He spins around and lands a brilliant spinning kick to Mr.Kabul's stomach which causes him to fall back in pain. Harvey senses that Mr.Kabul is hurt but it turns out that Mr.Kabul's heavily conditioned stomach enables him to recover quite quickly. Harvey lands a right hooking punch to Mr.Kabul's temple but it doesn't quite land flush or with a lot of power. Harvey uses the opportunity to spin around and trip Mr.Kabul which he does successfully but he springs back up quickly. Mr.Kabul locks his arms finally around Harvey's waist and Harvey tries to counter by using some kind of standing joint lock on one of Mr.Kabul's arms. Mr.Kabul smiles and picks up Harvey slamming him brutally onto the canvas. Mr.Kabul locks up Harvey with a half nelson and lets him stand up. Harvey tries to do a move to spin out but Mr.Kabul follows his momentum and locks on a full nelson from behind. Harvey tries a technical escape by sneaking a long Mr.Kabul's side but Mr.Kabul is way too strong for that. Harvey is forced to try and heel kick Mr.Kabul's genitals which he does successfully it is enough to loosen Mr.Kabul's grip and Harvey sends Mr.Kabul flying backwards with a type of throw. Harvey charges in and tries to kick Mr.Kabul while he is down but narrowly misses. It seems like Harvey is starting to now get more emotional and seems to be throwing his whole movement strategy out the window in favour of more violence and generic kickboxing. His footwork has gone from circular to more linear. He lands a left kick to the thigh followed up with a right to the body which both land. Harvey seems to be getting a little cocky and leans back preparing for a jumping spinning type kick to the head to try and finish off Mr.Kabul but it misses because Mr.Kabul has enough awareness to duck his head. Harvey tries again this time with a right roundhouse straight to the head which also misses. Mr.Kabul is looking really lazy and tired now which is frustrating for the crowd to watch because it doesn’t seem like he is really doing anything. Harvey Lentil implores Mr.Kabul to come on and make it exciting but he won’t oblige. Harvey initiates another spin and tries to land a back fist on Mr.Kabul but turns out Mr.Kabul was playing possum and actually counters the spinning attack with another waistlock. Mr.Kabul now has a look on his face of sheer rage. He picks up Harvey Lentil and violently German suplexes him onto the canvas landing right on his head. Harvey Lentil is obviously dazed and once again Mr.Kabul hulk strengths him again with a German Suplex. Harvey at this point is in obvious trouble and badly hurt. Mr.Kabul lands a HAT TRICK THIRD GERMAN SUPLEX on Harvey Lentil. The crowd is going crazy now. Mr.Kabul looks pissed and begins unleashing vicious knees straight into the body of Harvey Lentil who looks just about done for tonight. Mr.Kabul fakes a fourth German suplex but instead goes for a basic wrestler’s waistlock takeover. This time though as Harvey tries to escape Mr.Kabul surprisingly jumps onto Harvey’s back and gets both his hooks in. Mr.Kabul begins to lock up Harvey’s face and reefs on his neck and crushing his nose with his forearm totally bullying him. Instead of trying to lock on a rear naked choke though Mr.Kabul waits for Harvey to once again flail his arms around and locks on a Full Nelson again. This time though Mr.Kabul combines this with a bodylock/bodytriangle using his legs he squeezes the abdomen of Harvey and puts tremendous pressure on his neck. Mr.Kabul seals the deal by flattening Harvey Lentil onto his stomach causing him to writhe in pain. Harvey Lentil finally verbally submits. Your winner is Mr.Kabul via Verbal Submission (Spinal lock/Full Nelson combination)Mr.Kabul begins celebrating his victory by pumping up his arms for the crowd. Harvey Lentil is obviously in a lot of pain and probably needs medical treatment after the match but nonetheless gave a strong showing.
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Post by Ed Lauzon on Jun 15, 2014 0:33:44 GMT -5
Felix Smythe is coming down with a smirk on his face, almost like he has a trick up his sleeve to defeat Rufus Kersey tonight.
Vs.
Rufus Kersey's theme starts playing when suddenly the lights go totally out. Everybody in the warehouse is wondering what happened to the lights. However before anything can happen we hear a struggle occurring. We can hear somebody yelling as if charging straight into battle. We hear the sounds of two bodies colliding into each other and a thud into the canvas. Feet are gliding over the canvas when suddenly...
ARRRGGHHHHH!!!!!
The lights are finally on and we see Rufus Kersey locked up in a heel hook with no possible way of escaping. Felix Smythe lets go of the hold leaving the entire crowd puzzled at what has transpired. Rufus Kersey tries to stand on his feet but it is pretty clear that his leg is seriously contorted. As Rufus Kersey tries to stand he collapses on his body weight. It turns out that he cannot stand at all.
Felix Smythe takes off his night vision goggles and exclaims to the crowd "I always come prepared!" and leaves the ring without having broken a sweat.Your Winner is Felix Smythe via Technical Submission (Heel hook)
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Post by Ed Lauzon on Feb 28, 2015 0:29:08 GMT -5
The next fight is between WT Brown and Augusto Korda, a really extreme style clash between the Golden Gloves boxer and the slick yet worn down Shootfighting and Sambo stylist. Augusto Korda was once known for a game centred around aggressively pursuing takedowns and going for submissions on top. Now with Korda's declining health including knee problems he has become the greatest turtle guard game master not unlike Eduardo Telles. Despite Korda's flaws not many people have been jumping at the chance to fight him because nobody underestimates his ground grappling with the exception of WT Brown who is being interviewed just before stepping into the ring. WT Brown seems unfazed by Korda's mysterious style.
Interviewer: Well we haven't seen you in awhile Mr.Brown but I assume you have been busy.
The look on WT Brown's face is nothing short of pure tranquility, a calmness and confidence rarely seen in PitFighting which is normally dominated by a certain amount of machismo. Brown has recently shaved his head alluding to some changes that have occurred in his life.
WT Brown: I had a very interesting training camp for this fight actually, I traveled to China where I spent time in Tibet because I was curious about whether these Shaolin monks were actually legit. Well everybody knows they are in superb physical and mental condition which is what I wanted to focus on going against Korda, my plan is simple it is to break him no matter where the fights takes place because my sheer force of will is enough to take Korda out. I didn't exactly convert to Buddhism but for the first time in my life I am actually at peace with myself so maybe I am a lay practitioner of Buddhism after all.
Interviewer: What specific training did you do to prepare for this fight?
WT Brown: These Shaolin monks utilize a system of creating micro fractures to harden their bodies. I don't really care too much about improving my martial arts skills because everybody knows me as a sprawl and brawl boxer and that is what I am always going to be because it is what I'm best at. The monks knew it was no use really trying to teach an old dog new tricks but I did get to work with some really high level Shuai Jiao guys, it's kind of like Judo which is close to what Korda does in the form of Sambo. I know that Korda's knees are shot so it's going to be impossible to take me down with single and double leg takedowns so most of my work was defending throws which is something I'm not as familiar with but I have to be prepared for it.
Interviewer: Why didn't you work on your ground grappling Mr.Brown just in case Korda does miraculously figure out a way to get you there?
WT Brown: The truth is ground grappling, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu whatever just isn't my thing, I do know enough though to smother Korda, anti turtle and so forth which I worked on a little bit. Though really what is the point I am basically better than Korda everywhere else.
Interviewer: Well good luck Mr.Brown.
WT Brown: Yeah, thanks not that I really need it, Korda is going down.
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Post by Ed Lauzon on Feb 28, 2015 1:19:04 GMT -5
WT Brown walks down to the ring full of vigor never seen before, in absolute peak conditioning, Augusto Korda is the total opposite as he drags his feet looking rather lethargic not even bothering to come out to any music at all. WT Brown smiles throwing punches into the air with such speed paralleling Rocky in Rocky III.
WT Brown immediately charges his zombie like foe catching Korda by surprise who is forced to throw a lackluster left palm strike hook which is easily batted away by Brown who absolutely rips Korda to the body with rights and lefts. Korda barely reacts at all to these strikes but does drop his hands allowing WT to land a vicious right straight palm strike directly down the middle. Korda bounces off the ropes and the momentum seemingly causes him to fall forward right into the turtle position. WT Brown rather than pouncing stands back and just stands there. Brown almost feels sorry for the Cuban but tries to hide his feelings by making it seem like he's taunting Korda. He motions for Korda to get up who slowly brings himself back up purely out of pride in not wanting to submit to his physically superior foe. Korda tries to drop down again going for a half assed attempt at an ankle pick which Brown easily defends. Once again Brown motions for Korda to get back up and he does just as slowly as last time. Brown charges in again throwing a flurry of palm strikes choosing not to go for a kill shot dragging Korda into deeper and deeper waters. Most of the shots are blocked up Korda but a few get in that light him up like a Christmas tree. Korda begins to duck down as if he is going to go for a takedown but it is really telegraphed and Brown fakes an uppercut smiling to Korda as if he could have taken him out right then and there. Korda throws a really laboured leg kick which Brown doesn't even try to check and throws a wicked left palm strike hook that had it of hit clean would have totally knocked Korda's block off. Korda decides enough is enough and he tries to become the aggressor against Brown clinching up with him. Rather than trying to prevent the clinch Brown obliges. Korda tries to go for a hip toss however Brown steps around him distributing his own weight on top of Korda before ripping a brutal shot to Korda's body once again. No doubt about it Korda drops to the floor completely and his body goes limp for a second before once again going to his patented turtle guard. Brown smells blood now and puts his own shin across Korda's leg which blocks any attempt at him rolling. Brown achieves wrist control on Korda's left while hammering him with punches and hammerfists to the sides of Korda's head. Korda looks like he is going out and sticks his arm out as if to tap to strikes. Brown grabs a hold of Korda's extended arm and actually locks up Korda in a hammerlock. WT Brown looks to try and commit to the hammerlock straight out of the fight between Shinya Aoki and Mizuto Hirota. Brown actually wants to try and submit the Shootfighting legend. However by Brown attempting this hammerlock it actually reduces the amount of weight on top of Korda as well as preoccupying two of his arms in order to try and finish it. Brown forgets that Korda still has another arm at his disposal and rolls forward causing Brown to lose his grip and locked straight into a kneebar. Brown can't believe it and the ropes are nowhere in sight. WT Brown tries to roll out but it is no use and he is forced to tap out.
Your Winner is Augusto Korda via Submission (Kneebar)
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Post by jay21 on Mar 15, 2020 3:07:34 GMT -5
I need me a fight
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