Good matchup guys liked the action but surprised it ended as quickly as it did being a rematch as well as a championship meet! Hoping for a rematch guys and soon!
On the last leg of his European Tour, the Australian Champ is wrestling the French Veteran one last time – this time for a little known and forgotten title which had remained vacant for many years: the Belt of the South Pacific Islands. Pumped from his last victory against the French champion, the Wild Colonial Boy is back in the ring in his signature green and gold trunks against the champ in his red speedo and blue boots.
rasslefan16: It feels good to be back in the ring again in my tight green and gold trunks representing Ausralia with my muscles bulging and my body glistening with sweat and oil for this title match.
Ggcatch: It is the 3rd match between the Australian champ and the French veteran champ... from their last encounters there is one victory for each.... for this deciding match in front of the crowd of Paris an old forgotten belt is on line: the Belt of the South Pacific Islands based in the French overseas territory of New Caledonia. I enter the ring wearing my red speedo and blue boots. I want this belt!
rasslefan16: I watch you climb into the ring, stepping through the ropes, your body pumped, ready for the fight in front of your home crowd, they cheer their French champion as you raise your arms to salute them.
Ggcatch: Then I come back to my corner where my coach tells me that after the hard beating the Aussie brawler gave you in your 2nd match you must beat him tonight if you want to reach an international level. In your corner your coach tells you: you can't leave this South Pacific Islands title to the French champ, that will bring shame to Australia, you must come back home with this belt around your waist, this match is going to be broadcast and the whole Australia is behind you!
rasslefan16: The ring announcer calls my name and I step into the centre of the ring with my arms raised, heading towards the referee who is holding the folded belt for me to inspect it. Your name is then announced and you come to join us centre ring as you inspect the belt, the referee then holds the belt above his head, displaying it to the crowd who cheer wildly.
Ggcatch: In the hall nearly all the Australian people living in Paris are present waving little Australian flags and the green and gold boxing kangaroo which matches your trunks. After the referee hands the belt over to the ring announcer on the apron, he calls us back to the centre ring to remind us of the rules.
rasslefan16: We shake hands and I look you over, feeling cocky as I remember the humiliating beating I gave you last time we met.
Ggcatch: I shake your hand telling you that “it is nice to meet you again... tonight it's time for you to pay for the bashing you inflicted on me last match and to this belt becoming French... don't hope to take this belt to Australia you fucking asshole!”
rasslefan16: I grip your paw all the tighter, “that's exactly where its headed fucker, you ain’t got the balls to stop me!”
ggcatch: “You may dream” I answer and show you the finger. The Australian people in crowd boo me, they are not alone in supporting you because after the 2nd match, the French guys and girls realized you were a very good wrestler; but also much more younger and handsome than me, so they are a bit in love with you and cheer for you despite the fact that you fight a French champion. But for them I'm an old wrestler of the past and they don't care about nationality... so the crowd is not entirely on my side.
rasslefan16: I realise with the crowd cheering me you're going to be a tough man to beat, your attitude tells me there will be no mercy shown in this match, I grit my teeth and head back to my corner, pulling on the ropes, keeping my muscles warm and taught.
Ggcatch: Ding ding!
rasslefan16: I come at you, centre ring, not even bothering to circle, arms outstretched to lock up and get this fight started!
Ggcatch: Same position for me ready to lock up immediately.
rasslefan16: Grunting as we lock in a collar-and-elbow tie up, trying to bulldog each other down. I manage to muscle you round into a side headlock, cranking the pressure on your neck, raking your face across my sweaty abs.
ggcatch: Aaahh surprised by your quick move my head is trapped at your side, wincing in pain...
rasslefan16: Walking you round the ring as the crowd cheer me, your arms locked round my waist as I keep the pressure on, displaying my muscles for the crowd.
Ggcatch: Aaarrrgg.... moaning.... then I try to lift you from the mat with my hands under one of your thighs!
rasslefan16: Ohh fuck I shouldn’t have wasted time playing to the crowd, as I feel you start to lift me, your hand slips up and slaps my tight balls making me see red, but still you manage to toss me backwards, hard on my neck.
Ggcatch: The part of the crowd that supports me applaud as I run towards you and lift your body up by your hair with one hand and then forearm chop your chest and chin with the other!
rasslefan16: SLAP right across my pecs, making them red as I gasp for air backed against the ropes.
Ggcatch: I keep slapping you again and again! “Take those French caresses you Australian motherfucker!”
rasslefan16: I slump against the ropes, my pecs are on fire, my nipples rock hard as I start tenting in my pouch, hanging helpless with the top rope cutting under my armpits.
Ggcatch: Grabbing one of your wrists I unhook you and sling you towards the opposite ropes.
rasslefan16: I fly off them, springing back towards you…
Ggcatch: And I welcome you with a dropkick to chest!
rasslefan16: BAM both boots right in my already weakened pecs, sending me dropping like a stone to the sweat stained canvas.
Ggcatch: I raise my arms letting the ref start to count you on ground, arguing with an Australian man who is booing me in 1st row "I'll KO your champ! The South Pacific Islands title is for France, not for the kangaroos' land!"
rasslefan16: Sprawled on the canvas as the ref starts counting, getting up to five before I start to stagger to my feet, body dripping with sweat, your boot imprint on my pecs!
Ggcatch: Going up to you and grabbing you in a full nelson whispering in your ear “you should have wait for the 10 count on the canvas to avoid all the suffering I’m going to give you punk!"
rasslefan16: Arghhhhhhh, you’re forcing my neck down hard as you flex your ceps, shaking me against your muscled body, feeling your red speedo bulge rubbing the back of my Aussie trunks as the crowd boos you.
Ggcatch: The ref asks you “Do you give Aussie?”
rasslefan16: I struggle to shake my head in your grip, in pain as you slam me up against the ropes, the mid rope smacking into my balls as you bend my neck down for the crowd to see your power and the pain on my face.
Ggcatch: Come on asshole give up!
rasslefan16: Trying to bring my arms down to break your hold, grunting like a bull as I stretch and struggle between your body and the ball crushing rope.
Ggcatch: Fuck! You escape from my arms like a snake in speed and flexibility!
rasslefan16: I snap my head back, butting you in the face with the back of my head dazing you.
Ggcatch: Damn! I get the blow and take a step back moaning, my hands on my face...
rasslefan16: I spin round and lock my arm under your thigh, scoop you up for a body slam centre ring BAM!
Ggcatch: Aarrrggghhhhhhh… I feel my body lifted from the canvas then flying before my back hits the canvas, vibrating the ring and bouncing on the canvas... aoouuhgghhh... fuck, my kidneys! Wincing centre ring massaging my back… a large part of the crowd cheering for you!
rasslefan16: I move in and elbow drop you right in the pecs… SLAM! Grinding my elbow into your muscles, then I grab your arm and lock it between my legs, arm barring you hard, my calves locked over your face, raking your eyes!
Ggcatch: Aaarrgghhh… the drop of your elbow making me writhe in pain only to feel my arm trapped, as I moan and struggle, blinded by your sweaty calves locked across my face.
rasslefan16: Grinding your elbow against my trunks, making my cock ride up in my pouch as I enjoy your body thrashing on the canvas in pain. I yell at the ref “ask him, ask if he gives?”
ggcatch: “Do you give Frenchie?” he asks. “NO Way, fuck you!” I struggle and try to outstretch a leg and foot to the lower rope in order to make the ref break the hold.
rasslefan16: As you start to drag me across the canvas, I bring my leg up and slam it down across your hurting pecs, and manage to pull you back into the arm bar, working that joint hard centre ring.
Ggcatch: Aaggghhh as I was so near to reaching a rope with my foot I’m suddenly dragged back to center ring still trapped in this very good hold making me suffer! Moaning and wincing... “Oooh” says the announcer, “The Aussie champ seems to have trapped the French veteran in a terrible, efficient submission hold!”
rasslefan16: Cranking back on your elbow joint, wrenching your forearm back against my torso over and over, your elbow wedged tight against my balls, locked between my thighs as you struggle.
Ggcatch: Aaarrggghhhhh… Struggling, thrashing on the canvas and kicking my legs in pain, hopeless, trapped in an inescapable hold... the ref asks me again “do you give Frenchman?” I scream “NOOOO….” as you start to twist my arm against your groin, “Arghhhhhhhhh, YES...YES! I SUBMIT!”
rasslefan16: After one more vicious twist I release the hold, stand for the cheering crowd and look down on your writhing body with contempt, as I plant my boot on your gut as the ref raises my arm in victory!
Ggcatch: I’m laying on canvas, defeated again by the Aussie champ who is reveling in the applause from the crowd!
rasslefan16: The ref who has got the title belt from the announcer, puts the belt round me as I claim the title for Australia, the heavy leather belt with its large central silver and gold medallion resting on the bulge in my trunks as I flex over you to the cheers of the crowd. Eventually I take pity on you, step off your gut and reach down to grab your paw and lift you up, “good match mate, shame you don't have the courage to beat me!"
ggcatch: You were the strongest, I have nothing to say to your victory, you deserve this belt for now!
The Australian Champ, now title holder of the French South Pacific Island belt can head back to Australia proud of his wrestling record in France – and the French Veteran is already making plans to follow him to the Antipodes to reclaim the title for his beloved France and prove to the crowd he is still a force to be reckoned with!
Shbwrestler (8)
24/11/2016 08:59Very good match guys. I like the arm bar move. Congrats to both of u.
Bomber (20)
22/11/2016 16:26Nice job guys. Of course, you're both punks. This Canuck can destroy both of you
matman (1)
22/11/2016 06:05Good matchup guys liked the action but surprised it ended as quickly as it did being a rematch as well as a championship meet! Hoping for a rematch guys and soon!
ggcatch (0)
21/11/2016 10:12On the last leg of his European Tour, the Australian Champ is wrestling the French Veteran one last time – this time for a little known and forgotten title which had remained vacant for many years: the Belt of the South Pacific Islands. Pumped from his last victory against the French champion, the Wild Colonial Boy is back in the ring in his signature green and gold trunks against the champ in his red speedo and blue boots.
rasslefan16: It feels good to be back in the ring again in my tight green and gold trunks representing Ausralia with my muscles bulging and my body glistening with sweat and oil for this title match.
Ggcatch: It is the 3rd match between the Australian champ and the French veteran champ... from their last encounters there is one victory for each.... for this deciding match in front of the crowd of Paris an old forgotten belt is on line: the Belt of the South Pacific Islands based in the French overseas territory of New Caledonia. I enter the ring wearing my red speedo and blue boots. I want this belt!
rasslefan16: I watch you climb into the ring, stepping through the ropes, your body pumped, ready for the fight in front of your home crowd, they cheer their French champion as you raise your arms to salute them.
Ggcatch: Then I come back to my corner where my coach tells me that after the hard beating the Aussie brawler gave you in your 2nd match you must beat him tonight if you want to reach an international level. In your corner your coach tells you: you can't leave this South Pacific Islands title to the French champ, that will bring shame to Australia, you must come back home with this belt around your waist, this match is going to be broadcast and the whole Australia is behind you!
rasslefan16: The ring announcer calls my name and I step into the centre of the ring with my arms raised, heading towards the referee who is holding the folded belt for me to inspect it. Your name is then announced and you come to join us centre ring as you inspect the belt, the referee then holds the belt above his head, displaying it to the crowd who cheer wildly.
Ggcatch: In the hall nearly all the Australian people living in Paris are present waving little Australian flags and the green and gold boxing kangaroo which matches your trunks. After the referee hands the belt over to the ring announcer on the apron, he calls us back to the centre ring to remind us of the rules.
rasslefan16: We shake hands and I look you over, feeling cocky as I remember the humiliating beating I gave you last time we met.
Ggcatch: I shake your hand telling you that “it is nice to meet you again... tonight it's time for you to pay for the bashing you inflicted on me last match and to this belt becoming French... don't hope to take this belt to Australia you fucking asshole!”
rasslefan16: I grip your paw all the tighter, “that's exactly where its headed fucker, you ain’t got the balls to stop me!”
ggcatch: “You may dream” I answer and show you the finger. The Australian people in crowd boo me, they are not alone in supporting you because after the 2nd match, the French guys and girls realized you were a very good wrestler; but also much more younger and handsome than me, so they are a bit in love with you and cheer for you despite the fact that you fight a French champion. But for them I'm an old wrestler of the past and they don't care about nationality... so the crowd is not entirely on my side.
rasslefan16: I realise with the crowd cheering me you're going to be a tough man to beat, your attitude tells me there will be no mercy shown in this match, I grit my teeth and head back to my corner, pulling on the ropes, keeping my muscles warm and taught.
Ggcatch: Ding ding!
rasslefan16: I come at you, centre ring, not even bothering to circle, arms outstretched to lock up and get this fight started!
Ggcatch: Same position for me ready to lock up immediately.
rasslefan16: Grunting as we lock in a collar-and-elbow tie up, trying to bulldog each other down. I manage to muscle you round into a side headlock, cranking the pressure on your neck, raking your face across my sweaty abs.
ggcatch: Aaahh surprised by your quick move my head is trapped at your side, wincing in pain...
rasslefan16: Walking you round the ring as the crowd cheer me, your arms locked round my waist as I keep the pressure on, displaying my muscles for the crowd.
Ggcatch: Aaarrrgg.... moaning.... then I try to lift you from the mat with my hands under one of your thighs!
rasslefan16: Ohh fuck I shouldn’t have wasted time playing to the crowd, as I feel you start to lift me, your hand slips up and slaps my tight balls making me see red, but still you manage to toss me backwards, hard on my neck.
Ggcatch: The part of the crowd that supports me applaud as I run towards you and lift your body up by your hair with one hand and then forearm chop your chest and chin with the other!
rasslefan16: SLAP right across my pecs, making them red as I gasp for air backed against the ropes.
Ggcatch: I keep slapping you again and again! “Take those French caresses you Australian motherfucker!”
rasslefan16: I slump against the ropes, my pecs are on fire, my nipples rock hard as I start tenting in my pouch, hanging helpless with the top rope cutting under my armpits.
Ggcatch: Grabbing one of your wrists I unhook you and sling you towards the opposite ropes.
rasslefan16: I fly off them, springing back towards you…
Ggcatch: And I welcome you with a dropkick to chest!
rasslefan16: BAM both boots right in my already weakened pecs, sending me dropping like a stone to the sweat stained canvas.
Ggcatch: I raise my arms letting the ref start to count you on ground, arguing with an Australian man who is booing me in 1st row "I'll KO your champ! The South Pacific Islands title is for France, not for the kangaroos' land!"
rasslefan16: Sprawled on the canvas as the ref starts counting, getting up to five before I start to stagger to my feet, body dripping with sweat, your boot imprint on my pecs!
Ggcatch: Going up to you and grabbing you in a full nelson whispering in your ear “you should have wait for the 10 count on the canvas to avoid all the suffering I’m going to give you punk!"
rasslefan16: Arghhhhhhh, you’re forcing my neck down hard as you flex your ceps, shaking me against your muscled body, feeling your red speedo bulge rubbing the back of my Aussie trunks as the crowd boos you.
Ggcatch: The ref asks you “Do you give Aussie?”
rasslefan16: I struggle to shake my head in your grip, in pain as you slam me up against the ropes, the mid rope smacking into my balls as you bend my neck down for the crowd to see your power and the pain on my face.
Ggcatch: Come on asshole give up!
rasslefan16: Trying to bring my arms down to break your hold, grunting like a bull as I stretch and struggle between your body and the ball crushing rope.
Ggcatch: Fuck! You escape from my arms like a snake in speed and flexibility!
rasslefan16: I snap my head back, butting you in the face with the back of my head dazing you.
Ggcatch: Damn! I get the blow and take a step back moaning, my hands on my face...
rasslefan16: I spin round and lock my arm under your thigh, scoop you up for a body slam centre ring BAM!
Ggcatch: Aarrrggghhhhhhh… I feel my body lifted from the canvas then flying before my back hits the canvas, vibrating the ring and bouncing on the canvas... aoouuhgghhh... fuck, my kidneys! Wincing centre ring massaging my back… a large part of the crowd cheering for you!
rasslefan16: I move in and elbow drop you right in the pecs… SLAM! Grinding my elbow into your muscles, then I grab your arm and lock it between my legs, arm barring you hard, my calves locked over your face, raking your eyes!
Ggcatch: Aaarrgghhh… the drop of your elbow making me writhe in pain only to feel my arm trapped, as I moan and struggle, blinded by your sweaty calves locked across my face.
rasslefan16: Grinding your elbow against my trunks, making my cock ride up in my pouch as I enjoy your body thrashing on the canvas in pain. I yell at the ref “ask him, ask if he gives?”
ggcatch: “Do you give Frenchie?” he asks. “NO Way, fuck you!” I struggle and try to outstretch a leg and foot to the lower rope in order to make the ref break the hold.
rasslefan16: As you start to drag me across the canvas, I bring my leg up and slam it down across your hurting pecs, and manage to pull you back into the arm bar, working that joint hard centre ring.
Ggcatch: Aaggghhh as I was so near to reaching a rope with my foot I’m suddenly dragged back to center ring still trapped in this very good hold making me suffer! Moaning and wincing... “Oooh” says the announcer, “The Aussie champ seems to have trapped the French veteran in a terrible, efficient submission hold!”
rasslefan16: Cranking back on your elbow joint, wrenching your forearm back against my torso over and over, your elbow wedged tight against my balls, locked between my thighs as you struggle.
Ggcatch: Aaarrggghhhhh… Struggling, thrashing on the canvas and kicking my legs in pain, hopeless, trapped in an inescapable hold... the ref asks me again “do you give Frenchman?” I scream “NOOOO….” as you start to twist my arm against your groin, “Arghhhhhhhhh, YES...YES! I SUBMIT!”
rasslefan16: After one more vicious twist I release the hold, stand for the cheering crowd and look down on your writhing body with contempt, as I plant my boot on your gut as the ref raises my arm in victory!
Ggcatch: I’m laying on canvas, defeated again by the Aussie champ who is reveling in the applause from the crowd!
rasslefan16: The ref who has got the title belt from the announcer, puts the belt round me as I claim the title for Australia, the heavy leather belt with its large central silver and gold medallion resting on the bulge in my trunks as I flex over you to the cheers of the crowd. Eventually I take pity on you, step off your gut and reach down to grab your paw and lift you up, “good match mate, shame you don't have the courage to beat me!"
ggcatch: You were the strongest, I have nothing to say to your victory, you deserve this belt for now!
The Australian Champ, now title holder of the French South Pacific Island belt can head back to Australia proud of his wrestling record in France – and the French Veteran is already making plans to follow him to the Antipodes to reclaim the title for his beloved France and prove to the crowd he is still a force to be reckoned with!
Zeus (15)
23/11/2016 12:16(em resposta à...)
Good match wrestlers! Congrats rasslefan!