[Dean Johnson] vs Better Than You

[Neo-Blade8]

Before the fan incident Rosario had waved Dean to stay back. Let the man run away and get distracted, it wasn't their prerogative to force him into the ring. But as the beer flew in the air Dean watched as Rosario got soaked. It seemed like it was just foam, but Rosario could smell the musk of light beer stain his clothes. They weren't anything special, but they were good clothes dammit.

Rosario watched the first fan go down and he was impressed with the cajones on Better Than You. The wrestler was a d**k, and honestly a weirdo, but good for him for sticking up for himself...But what Better Then You didn't see was that the Giant's fan wasn't alone. He had two friends next to him now wanting to fight for their boy. And being a yankee, One of the friends thought the appropriate response was to hop the barricade. Unacceptable. Rosario ran up to the friend of the aggressor (or victim at this point) and jumped in the air looking to plant the Yank with a drop kick, hurling him backwards into his seat. The crowd had seen Rosario over the past few shows, but no one had seen the veteran hit his classic drop kick in over a decade! Truly what the hell was happening!

With that, the crowd popped as the USA chants morphed into holy s**t chants. The crowd now standing up. The energy morphing from a solemn wave to a growing tsunami.

"Holy s**t....Holy s**t....Holy s**t"

Dean couldn't be passive. He slid out of the ring, but instead of fighting his manager's battles, he went to focus on his actual opponent. Chaos was forming around him, but he still had a mission. He would charge at Better Than You, looking to nail him with a heavy shoulder tackle, squishing the Canadian between Dean and the barricade.  

[HiroShinMozas]

Things were becoming almost uncontrollable as security converges upon the ringside area, Rosario joining in on the action by dropkicking a man back into his seat. We were on the verge of a huge riot derailing this show, but thankfully the large men who were contractually obligated to keep the peace finally were gonna do their job. Things were calming down a little bit, but that didn't stop BTY. from daring someone do something again, they were gonna end up just as dropped as that ******** dirty Giants fan.

"BETTER... THAN..... YOUUUUUUUUU........ SUCKS!!!!!!"

"BETTER... THAN..... YOUUUUUUUUU........ SUCKS!!!!!!"

It was again time for the chorus of our song as the Holy s**t chants became what they once were -- an assassination attempt on the character and career of Canada's only son worth addressing. Finally BTY. took serious notice of the fact that Rosario had gotten physically involved and was scarily close to him. "Get the hell away from me you before I catch your OLD, you fishy smelling b*****d!" What a jackass, I can't believe Better Than You. would ever say something like that to someone, ******** him, I'm literally shaking as I type right now, such a ******** douchebag like holy s**t. I'm gonna ******** him up for talking to my friend Rosario like that, what the ******** was Dean though who would get to Better Than You. first, as suddenly he slammed into him with a shoulder tackle, but it didn't pin him into the barricade...it sent him flying over it and into the crowd that wanted him dead! BTY. hit into the backs of several security guards and sent them spilling into the fans, creating a domino effect that took down most people in the immediate area and creating the most dangerous situation that wrestling had seen in a hot minute.  

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Vinny the broadcast technician was beginning to lose his mind as he was smashing the censor button. It reminded him of when he was young, playing Mortal Kombat with his younger brother Linny. But sadly, nothing prepared him for this moment as the broadcast manager, Kinny, decided it was time to cut the live mics. Curses and chants filled the air of the arena as Better Than You was cussing, the crowd was cussing, the internal dialogue of every viewer was cussing and most impor....

"$#****! ******!"

Dean fell to the ground suddenly while screaming the expletive. He just laid all of his energy down into Better Than You, sending him into exile, and because his opponent was flung into one direction he wasn't keeping an eye on any of his other directions. With his back turned a fan, a very stout but small fan, had pushed the larger wrestler. Dean turned to look up and saw a small chonkster wearing a Jet's cap and a musk that smelled like the showers in a Gold's Gym. Dean probably would have stayed down to let security take care of the man but the stench got Dean up to his feet. Why was he being attacked, he didn't like Better Than You as much as the next fan.

The referee, completely useless in the situation, didn't even notice as he was talking to security while flailing his arms. Scared as can be he stayed in the ring, no way he was going out there. If he wasn't paid enough to be competent then he wasn't going to be paid enough to be useful. Security now fled out from the back trying to understand the situation and put a handle on things. Rosario was on his feet, security now harassing him about his own role in this mess.

Back to Dean, who was now on his feet and ready to be done with this intrusion. He grabbed the stubby Jets fan, picking him up sideways. The eyes of the unfortunate Jet's fan widened as if he saw the moon falling because before he knew it he was tossed into the sky. He flew through the air, not only over the barricade where he belonged, but into the direction of the misplaced Better Then You!  

[HiroShinMozas]

Bedlam. Destruction. Fear. We had finally gone into hell, as only one man could suddenly be picked up by a microphone that was clearly not in the arena, sounding oddly similar to a certain network representative.

"Better Than You. is in the STANDS!"

It was within seconds that an actual brawl began. Fans were punching one another, people were clawing at Better Than You. like hungry zombies, and suddenly there were even folks falling from the sky. The scrawny Jets fan that Dean Johnson had tossed landed on top of Better Than You. and several security guards, but he was pulled away quickly by police who had now gotten involved and were pulling people away, throwing hands with some and quickly apprehending others. No Way Out was on the verge of being shut down, and Better Than You. knew that would mean he'd have yet another loss on his record, and just couldn't let that happen. While he was rocked and definitely still doing his best to sell as the serious wrestler that he was, he maneuvered through a small sea of people who were spitting on him, slapping his body, and dumping liquids of all kinds on his head. He finally reached the barricade and finally slipped back over it and to ringside, a safer place than not right now despite a still game Dean Johnson awaiting him. This was horrifying and just...I'm going to be sick.  

[Neo-Blade8]

"Get him in the ring!"

Rosario screamed as the two men we're now next to each other. Rosario was unsure what was gonna to come of all of this, but what was important to the vet was keeping his prize fighter safe. Dean wouldn't attempt to strike the Canadian, or attempt to eye poke him back, or even attempt to say anything. He would simply try to grab the man by the head and roll him into the ring. He would follow suit if successful and immediately confront the referee about him being attacked. Was this man blind, was he poked in the eyes! No way he was the only person with any actual power in this match. The was a Gold Rush match for heavens sake!

Back on the outside Rosario's attention was on the jet's fan as he presented to wonderful middle fingers to that side of the audience. "The Jets suck, The Giant's suck, and while we're at it, ******** the Mets as well!"  

[HiroShinMozas]

Better Than You. was nabbed up, thrown into the ring by Dean by his head -- a rather anticlimactic end to one of the most hectic scenes anyone had witnessed during a match in quite sometime. Rosario's need to attack any and all New York teams, with the exception of the 27-time World Series Champion Yankees, brought a smile to the fingers typing this right now. The Unintentional Perfectionist was so thrown for a loop by all he'd experienced in a matter of minutes here, it was car crash after car crash, and it was sort of needless to say that he wasn't interested in seeing this match continue to go on much longer and put himself in any further danger.

His body would stick to the mat a little due to all the soaked-on beer coating his torso, though it wouldn't stop BTY. from trying to steal a victory with a fast roll up on Dean Johnson as his argument with the ref kept his back to the opponent! What a rookie move, surely Rosario taught him better than that!  

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"1....2"

Dean kicked up, slipping out of the roll up. The crowd cheering Dean on for not letting Better Than You secure a win. Dean didn't care about whos side they were on but the loud chaos ensuing fed his anger. They were attacked, berated and almost involved in a riot, partly due to the referees inability to do anything and now Dean was being cheap shotted against in their defense. Look it's not logical you see, but Dean was angry and that's what matters.

Dean would try and rush to his feet to then sprint at the ropes. If Better Than You was back up he would attempt to rebound back with as much energy as he could and put the man down with a hard clothesline.  

[HiroShinMozas]

Better Than You.'s attempt at a quick win was so close, and yet so far, as if we were playing a game of horseshoes. Dean kicked out at two and BTY. had no choice but to scurry to his feet and stumble over to the ropes to keep his balance nice and centered. He turned around and then did something that even surprised him: Better Than You. lived up to his name!

Better Than You. would flip with the clothesline, catching hold of Dean's arm and trying to yank him down to the ground face first -- if successful, he'd remain locking in the arm and flipping him over, trying to lock him into the Better Than Your Finisher! It was a Koji Clutch, and despite being so close to the ropes, BTY. figured it would be for the best that he go for this win now and forget about any silly things like escape plans!  

[Neo-Blade8]

Dean went face first into the ground as his aggressive attack had turned into a disastrous mistake. He wanted his arm to slam his opponent into the ground, but instead his arm was used against him and aided Better Than You to throw him into the ground. It was a weird knot of appendages as a tight grip was formed around his neck. Stretching, Pulling, Squeezing. Breathing became difficult. It felt like things were popping that had never popped before.

This was a problem. Dean knew this as the emergency alarms sprung in his head. They were close to the ropes so he knew he had to make a grab, but they still seemed so far in this perspective.

Rosario was nearing the end with heckling the crowd when he noticed his pupil in trouble. He hadn't been coaching him and look at the mess the rookie put himself in. He began to slam his hands on the apron, Giving dean support but also yelling at the ref to keep an eye on the rope.

The hold was bearable, but not for long, his head beginning to shake and vibrate under the pressure. Dean felt inches away as he reached out with all his might to attempt to grip the rope. It was all or nothing. But could he?

 

[HiroShinMozas]

As the hold was locked in, Better Than You. had to content with a crowd that was now throwing things into the ring. The sound of the crowd was cut once more by the production truck, since cursing had pretty much become the norm now as they got angry. BTY. kept the Koji Clutch in as tight as he could, yanking Dean's neck as he tried to smother him with the leg. There was barely two inches of mat separating Better Than You.'s body from a beer bottle which actually managed to shattered when it landed in the ring. It was one thing to be throwing garbage, it was another to be throwing something that shouldn't have even gotten into the arena to begin with.

This situation was getting to the brash Canadian as he began to scream at the ref to just call for the damn bell, which isn't shocking since being from the Great White North means BTY. knows all about ******** screwjobs. It was then that BTY. would roll backward to try and bring the two men completely to center ring and keep the hold in for the vic-OH MY DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN NOOOOO!!!!!

The submission was broken as Better Than You. began to scream, flipping on to his stomach again and revealing a black filled with shattered beer bottle and blood squirting out all over. The crowd cheered joyously at the obvious pain their criminal activity caused the companies most disliked worker, though there was an attempt at holding back tears by BTY. as he slammed his fist down on the mat and screamed some more. This was now an emergency, but the question is...did Dean Johnson really care?  

[Neo-Blade8]

Dean was forced to flip backwards as suddenly the hold was released. Relief, the tension had broken. His neck felt like it was just released from a 10 year stint in the slammer and it was ready to show the world it was a new person. Dean went to roll again, hoping to put distance between him and the Canadian, but as he did he felt multiple little cuts form across his back and shoulder. What the Hell, what could be doin...A bottle crashed right next to him as he was now aware of what had begun to take place when he was stuck in the hold.

"You Deserve It!.....You Deserve It!.....You Deserve it!"

The chants permeated through Dean's ears as the sound was mixed in with overall fighting noises, audible exhaustion from security and cops, and an overall excitement to curse like it was a mere indy show. The referee wasn't even paying attention to the two men as he was trying to get the foreign objects out of the ring. He was practically ignoring Better Than You.'s pleas. Dean probably would have given him a compliment and insisted that maybe he was an equal to some sort of perfect replay computer, but....

Better Than You. Was bleeding from his ******** back. Shards of glass and blood intertwined. These ******** people. And it wasn't stopping there. Popcorn, Hotdogs, bottles, Limited edition Cartwright Tumblers printed with the bosses face all over it, and even dvd box sets were being thrown at them from all directions (A lot of it missing the ring, because being football fans their talents were betting at watching people throw then actually throw). It sounded like brawls were taking place as security was now trying to enter multiple parts of the crowd.

Unknown to the wrestlers in the ring there was even a group of fans deep in the seats who began collecting Better Than You posters and starting a small fire with them. In their minds there was no way that they could throw something to be a part of the action, but dammit the chaos was too tempting! Smoke rose slowly as the temperature of the fans was escalating

Now on his feet, Dean wanted to take advantage of this. His opponent was in pain, but the referee had no idea why, it only made sense to keep it coming. He ran towards the ropes and was headed back, this time planning on a running jumping senton bomb onto his opponents back, but right before he reached Better Than You. The sprinkler system in the arena had finally activated.

Water sprayed over the top of the canvas as a mixture of beer, blood, and water slid against Dean's boots and launched the fisherman forward, belly first towards his downed competitor. Feeling blinded once again, nothing but confusion was entering Dean's head.


"You Deserve It!.....You Deserve It!.....You Deserve it!"  

[HiroShinMozas]

Dean's demented slip and slide ride ended by landing directly into the glass filled back of Better Than You.! The shards more than likely wouldn't have caused Dean any pain, but they for sure were driven deep into the back of the Canadian, shouts and yelps escaping his gullet as if he were a scalded dog, or perhaps just a government mule of some kind. The fans had begun to scatter as the few that had remained civil throughout the match had filed into the concourse, trying to avoid the water pelting down on them like raaaaaaiiiiiiin, on their wedding day. BTY. could only begin to drag himself to a set of ropes as the blood mixed with water and thankfully some alcohol to sort of clean his wounds, but it just wasn't good at this point. He started to feel ill, light headed, a little bit super sick. Better Than You. then passed out from the pain, a hand on the bottom rope on his stomach.  

[Neo-Blade8]

"You Deserve It!!!"

Dean rolled off of Better Then You quickly as he was in pain, little bits of glass stuck on his mid section. It was all mostly superficial, but with the water dripping down his body it made the blood look like a light red wash was overtaking his body.

"Lets end this s**t Dean!" Rosario Yelled from the other side of the ring, out on the apron.

Dean glanced at his opponent, knocked out holding the rope. He wasn't sure if this was a ruse that would end with the Canadian shouting his own name, or if he legitimately in nap time, but it was time to end this chaotic affair.

Dean would attempt to bring Better Than You. To his feet, dragging him to the center of the ring before looking to hit him hard with a Anchor Drop, attempting to hit it so hard it would send him to the other side of the ring, close to the ropes next to Rosario. There was water, blood, glass, and merchandise scattered around so the danger was high but Dean knew this would target the back in just the way he needed to be able to follow up with a pinfall.  

[HiroShinMozas]

As Dean lifted the lifeless body of Better Than You. from the mat, it was clear to all just how strong the youngster really was. It's crazy to think he could deal with dead weight in such an easy way, but this was why he had made the big time, this is why Rosario saw so much in him -- power like this. Better Than You. ended up in position for the Anchor Drop and was slammed so hard into the mat, it drilled some more glass into his back and pushed the rest only harder. He screamed out in pain, seemingly brought back to life, but couldn't move right away, only thrashing lightly on the ground. Dean then quickly floated over, hooking a leg and going for the pin. The first two slaps of the mat were met with little resistance, but just before the third, BTY. would slip his hand under the bottom rope and limply put part of his hand on it, which would traditionally make his pin null and void, except...