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Re: Be the Booker Showcase Thread

Backstory:

Kurt Angle was granted his release from the WWE on August 25, 2006 and signed with TNA shortly thereafter. However, the following match will be taking place as if that event never happened. I’m erasing what happened in reality and I’m replacing it with an entirely different scenario.

Let’s imagine that Kurt Angle did not sign a TNA contract but instead took a 6 month sabbatical from the sport of professional wrestling to mend his mind and body. After 6 months away from the grueling business, Angle decided it was time to step back into the squared circle. Angle eagerly resigned with the WWE with hopes of recapturing all of his glory.

Angle returned to the WWE at the 2007 No Way Out PPV by making his way to the ring to cut an in-ring promo. However, before Angle is able to say a word he is abruptly interrupted by Fit Finlay, “The Man Who Loves to Fight”. (In this alternate reality, Finlay is heel and Hornswoggle–less.)

Finlay berates Angle, chastising him for abandoning the wrestling business; an industry which Finlay claims to have poured his heart and soul into every day of his life. Finlay professes that even when he didn’t wrestle on TV, he still spent every last breath of his teaching other guys the ins and outs of professional wrestling as a trainer. But what did Angle do? Abandon it as if it were yesterday’s garbage? Finlay tells Angle that he doesn’t deserve back into the business.

Finlay’s comments infuriate Angle. He angrily responds to Finlay by saying that he has sacrificed his body for the business more times than he can count. Finlay shrugs it off as if it were no big deal, asking him “Who hasn’t?” Angle lists all of his accolades trying to prove to Finlay what he’s worth to the sport of professional wrestling. Finlay explains to Angle that his list means nothing to him because there is one glaring omission; Angle has never beaten him in a match. Angle steps toe-to-toe with Finlay as if he’d be more than happy to wrestle him. He begs Finlay to take the first shot.

Finlay smirks at Angle, his war-battered teeth on full display. Finlay swings his fist into Angle’s face and a brawl is ignited. They brawl to the outside of the ring where Finlay uses the steel steps to gain the advantage over Angle. Finlay finds his shillelagh in the corner of the ring and uses it to cave Angle’s stomach in with repeated strikes.

After Finlay’s brutal assault, Angle would require an emergency trip to the hospital where he would be diagnosed with a severe case of stomach ulcers. As a result of the doctor’s diagnosis, Angle’s return to the ring would ultimately be delayed, his injuries necessitating more time off.

Finlay would use this event to gain massive heel heat. His constant bragging about it in the weeks following would propel him as a top heel.

3 months later, Angle makes his surprise return to the WWE and goes right after Finlay with retribution on his mind.

It is now 4 months later and Angle and Finlay’s feud is more heated than ever. Both Angle and Finlay have had their fair share of victories over each other but neither man has remained satisfied. They want to fight each other until the meat on their bones begins to tear off.

This would explain why such terrifying stipulations have been set for this upcoming contest. The following match will take place inside of a steel cage until one man cannot answer a ten count. The match will be a Last Man Standing Cage Match, pitting the “Olympic Gold Medalist” Kurt Angle .vs. “The Belfast Brawler” Fit Finlay. As the steel cage surrounds the ring, the shadows of the chain-link fence will be plastered into the canvas on all 4 sides. There will be no cage door and no escape because the only route to victory will be to knock your opponent out cold. A match of this magnitude can only lead to one outcome… The Survival of the Fittest…


Unforgiven 2007
Kurt Angle .vs. Fit Finlay
Last Man Standing Cage Match



Ominous music blares through the arena’s amplifiers as the steel cage makes its descent from the rafters. Both competitors have already made their entrances and are now standing nose-to-nose in a deadlock stare down. Their patience is wearing thin as they wait for the cage to be set in place. Their bloodthirsty eyes are staring each other down as they stand just inches apart. Spit comes spewing out of Angle’s mouth as he and Finlay threaten each other with piercing words of violence. The cage is finally locked into place and the ref signals for the bell.

The crowd bursts in excitement as the match gets underway with a bombardment of right hands from both wrestlers. Neither man is succumbing to the blows, as they continue to clock each other with straight right hands. After a combination of 20 plus punches from both men, Finlay breaks the harmonic exchange by shoving both of his arms into Angle’s chest to push him away. Finlay uses the separation to add some extra power to his punch. Finlay rears back on his right leg and thrusts his fist towards Angle like a pitcher winding up in baseball. But Angle blocks Finlay’s strike and fires back with a knife-edge chop. This doesn’t sway Finlay as he immediately retaliates by waylaying Angle in the face with a punch. Angle repays Finlay with a second knife-edge chop. They go back and forth with Finlay throwing punches and Angle smacking Finlay’s chest with chops. Eventually, Angle gains the upper hand over Finlay by throwing his hardest chop yet. Finlay staggers backwards but quickly snaps out of his chop-induced dream state. Finlay pulls down the straps on his singlet and urges Angle to chop him harder, telling him that it’ll take a lot more than that to knock him down.

In response to Finlay’s bold declaration, Angle belts Finlay across his chest with a chop that pulsates throughout the entire venue. For a split second, a grimace of pain can be seen expressed on Finlay’s face. However, Finlay quickly erases the image from his face, trying to prove to Angle that his chops aren’t going to faze him. Finlay slaps his chest and tells Angle to chop him again. Angle abides by Finlay’s request and repeatedly slashes Finlay’s chest with knife-edge chops until Finlay has no other choice but to admit that Angle’s chops hurt like hell. Finlay drops to one knee and holds onto his chest as if it were about to explode.

Finlay’s temper flares up as he comes to the realization that Angle got the better of him in that exchange. Finlay rises to his feet and aggressively attacks Angle with knee strikes to the stomach, trying to erase the embarrassment of surrendering to Angle’s chops. Angle is backed into the steel cage by Finlay as he receives a barrage of stiff knees to the midsection. Angle appears to be in a deep amount of trouble when all of a sudden Finlay stops his onslaught of knee strikes. For some reason Finlay backs away from Angle as if he had some type of contagious disease. The cameraman at ringside zooms into Angle’s face where red liquid can be seen leaking out from Angle’s mouth. It is only about 1 and a half minutes into the match and Angle is already coughing up blood. Red stains appear on the white canvas as Angle’s blood splatters all over the ring floor. The commentators speculate whether Finlay’s knee strikes could have possibly reaggravated Angle’s stomach ulcers.

At first, Finlay appeared to be shocked to see Angle churning out blood so early in the match but his current demeanor now depicts a different story. Finlay looks at Angle’s bloodstained lips with a smile on his face, rejoicing over the fact that his knee strikes have drew blood. Finlay reaches out to grab Angle’s head but the ref wards him off, showing concern for Angle’s well-being. Finlay disregards the ref’s wishes and simply moves around him so that he could grab Angle by the head. Finlay pulls Angle up into his arms before dumping him to the ground with a scoop slam. Finlay tells the ref that if Angle wants to quit he’ll stay down. But of course, Angle stubbornly rises back up to his feet before the ref can even reach the count of 2. Finlay walks up to Angle and kicks him right back down to the canvas with a boot to the head. A puddle of blood begins to coagulate on the mat next to Angle’s mouth as blood continues to trickle out of Angle’s mouth.

As Angle gets to all fours, Finlay’s boot emerges into Angle’s stomach as Finlay punts Angle in the gut as if he were a football. Finlay tips Angle over so that he is lying down on his back, making his stomach an easy target for further attacks. Finlay lifts his knee over Angle’s stomach before dropping down on it with all of his weight. Angle groans from the pain caused by Finlay’s knee drop. Finlay gets to his feet and contemplates his next maneuver. Instead of going for another knee drop, Finlay simply steps on top of Angle and shoves his boot into Angle’s abdomen as if he were trying to scrape off a piece of gum from the bottom of his boot. Finlay lifts Angle back up to his feet and double underhooks his arms, tightening his grip so that Angle would stop squirming around. Finlay nestles Angle into a cramp position before lifting his knee up to inflict further damage to Angle’s abdominal region. Finlay transitions into a front face lock and takes Angle up into the air for a delayed vertical suplex. Angle is held upside down by Finlay for what seems like an eternity as blood begins to drip from Angle’s mouth onto Finlay’s arms, the blood streaming down Finlay’s arms like a spilled beverage. Finlay keeps Angle up for a little while longer before finally planting him down with the suplex. Finlay gets to a vertical basis and admires the work he’s done on Angle as the ref begins a 10 count.

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Angle slowly crawls his way back up, looking as if he were a soldier who had just lost a limb. But as soon as Angle reaches his feet, he miraculously transforms into a modern day gladiator and dashes after Finlay, driving Finlay into the canvas with an Olympian style takedown. Angle goes to work on the mat and puts Finlay in a variety of wrestling holds, a flashback to his early days as an amateur wrestler. However, Finlay somehow shifts into a guard and manages to capture Angle with a guillotine choke, preventing Angle from applying any more holds. But Finlay’s guillotine choke does not remain a permanent solution as the Olympic gold medalist finds a counter to the hold within seconds. Angle slips out and utilizes his knees to press Finlay’s legs into the ground so that Finlay becomes stuck in a butterfly stretch position. Angle mounts Finlay but instead of going for elbow strikes or right hands, Angle secures Finlay by the head with both of his arms and begins to headbutt him over and over again. Angle is taking out all of his frustration on Finlay with an assembly line of devastating headbutts. Finlay goes into panic mode and dips into his bag of underhanded tactics to put an end to the brutality. Finlay extends 2 of his fingers outwards and pokes Angle in the eyes, ending the succession of headbutts that were decimating his skull.

Finlay crawls over to the ropes and uses them to help get up. Angle recovers from the temporary blindness caused by Finlay’s eye gauge and stands back up. Angle traverses his way over to Finlay but before Angle can lay a hand on Finlay, he gets hit in the gut by Finlay’s shoulder. Angle bends over from the sudden blow while Finlay distances himself away from Angle by walking to the opposite corner. Finlay waits for Angle to stand upright before charging after him. Angle runs after Finlay at the same time and they meet in the center of the ring. Angle wraps himself around Finlay like a cocoon and gracefully executes a spinning belly to belly overhead suplex. The ref starts a 10 count for both men as Angle stays down to catch his breath.

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Angle gets up and feels around his mouth with his hand. Fortunately for Angle, blood appears to have stopped gushing out from his mouth. The ref continues to count out Finlay.

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Finlay regains his footing but staggers right into a kick to the stomach. Angle lifts Finlay up to the top rope and sets him down in a seated position. Angle scales up to the top rope in front of Finlay and administers the classic 10 punch routine, with the crowd tallying up each one of Angle’s punches. However, right before Angle is able to complete the 10 punch combination; Finlay desperately reaches out and grabs hold of Angle’s throat. Finlay tightens his grip around Angle’s throat and slams him into the steel cage. Angle’s head careens off the steel cage and he collapses to the canvas. But Finlay has little time to regroup as Angle wills himself to quickly get back up. Finlay tries to kick Angle in the face while still perched on the top rope but Angle snares Finlay’s leg before it does any damage. Unfortunately for Angle, he did not take into account that Finlay still had his other leg available and gets kicked in the face anyways. Finlay’s kick sends Angle tumbling backwards, giving Finlay ample time to stand up from his seated position on the top rope, but not nearly enough time to react to Angle’s speedy recovery. Angle leaps up and routs Finlay with a European uppercut, dispatching Finlay off the top rope. Finlay falls from the top rope and finds himself stuck in the slot between the ring ropes and the steel cage enclosure. Angle attacks Finlay with a flurry of right hands, the back of Finlay’s head ricocheting off the steel cage after each strike. Finlay is definitely not in a desirable position. After 20 or so lashings, the ref has seen enough. He draws Angle aside and asks him to show remorse. Angle ignores the ref’s request and begins to stomp a mudhole on Finlay, seeking revenge for the blood he shed earlier in the match. After about 15 stomps, Finlay finds himself horizontal to the mat, his barely responsive body still clinging to the steel cage. Angle finally decides to back off and allows the ref the opportunity to count Finlay out.

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Finlay uses the ring ropes and manages to pull himself back up. Angle races after him and vies for a lariat. But Finlay foils the attempt and hooks Angle with a time-honored submission maneuver; the dreaded abdominal stretch. Angle instantly cries out from the prickling pain as Finlay tightens his grip on the move. However, Finlay quickly grows tired of the move and searches for a way to enhance the move. Finlay recalls the old heel tactic of using the ring ropes for extra leverage and formulates a way to upgrade the technique. While still maintaining his hold on Angle, Finlay seizes hold of the steel cage’s wall and begins to climb it, putting added pressure on Angle’s abdomen. Finlay hangs onto the steel cage like a monkey swaying from a tree branch as Angle yells out from the excruciating pain. After about 20 seconds, Finlay relinquishes the hold on Angle but adheres to his position on the steel cage, a few feet above the ground. Finlay scales up a little bit higher before he capers off and catches Angle with a modified gutbuster. But Finlay does not end his foray of offense there. Finlay runs off the ropes and clobbers Angle in the stomach with a basement lariat, hoping to see crimson red seep from Angle’s mouth once again. Finlay swaddles Angle around his waist and carries him to the center of the ring, synching in a reverse bearhug, once again pinpointing Angle’s decrepit stomach.

Finlay holds onto the hold for a long time before Angle finally finds a way out of it. Angle swings his elbow backwards and rocks Finlay in the face, loosening Finlay’s grip enough to get back to his feet. Angle continues to plaster Finlay in the face with elbow strikes before he lifts Finlay onto his shoulders and executes his trademark Angle Slam. Immediately after the move, Angle falls to the ground next to Finlay, using the break in action to rejuvenate his body.

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Both Angle and Finlay get back to a vertical basis. Angle is the first to move. He tackles Finlay to the mat and seizes his lower leg, locking in his dangerous finishing move, the Ankle Lock. Finlay crawls around the ring, trying to shake Angle off of his ankle like a fish trying to unhook himself from a fishing pole. But Angle is glued to Finlay’s ankle and it doesn’t look like he’s going to release Finlay from the hold any time soon. Finlay inches his way to the side of the ring and snatches onto the ring ropes. But Finlay does not receive the rope break he had anticipated on receiving because there are no rope breaks in this type of match. Angle keeps Finlay locked in the hold even though Finlay is hugging the ropes. Finlay wails out in agony as his ankle is twisted in all kinds of unnatural angles with no end in sight. The pain becomes so unbearable that Finlay even begins to tap out. But tapping out is worthless in this type of match, because there is only one way to lose the match, and that is by not answering a 10 count. After well over a minute of applying the Ankle Lock, Angle finally exonerates Finlay from the hold. Angle drags Finlay to the center of the ring and the ref begins to count Finlay out.

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But Angle isn’t content with just watching the ref count Finlay out. Angle is climbing up to the top of the cage! The ref becomes distracted by Angle’s ascension to the top rope, causing Finlay to be counted out at a slower rate.

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Angle’s fingertips reach the very top of the cage.

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Angle begins to pull himself up, using the cable apparatus that lowered the cage from the rafters to keep his balance.

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The crowd rises to their feet in anticipation for whatever Angle has in mind. Angle is now standing on top of the cage, bringing back memories of the cage match where he broke his neck after moonsaulting from the top of the cage. But Finlay is rolling out of the way! The crowd groans in displeasure as Finlay moves out of harm’s way, forcing Angle to climb back down.

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Finlay rolls over to the opposite corner and uses the turnbuckle pads to pick himself back up, putting an end to the ref’s count. Finlay is limping on one foot, still feeling the effects of Angle’s Ankle Lock. Angle lands back on the flat surface of the ring and goes straight after Finlay. But when Angle approaches, Finlay corrals him by his shoulders and tosses him into the corner. Finlay traps Angle in the corner and peppers him in the face with an array of punches. Finlay then rams his shoulder into Angle’s stomach, zeroing in on Angle’s impaired innards. Finlay batters his shoulder into Angle several more times before pulling him out of the corner. Finlay wraps his arms around Angle’s stomach and catapults him into the air with a gutwrench suplex. Finlay mimics the mercury of a hot thermometer and quickly pulls Angle back up to his feet. He shoves his boot into Angle’s stomach and wraps his arms around Angle’s gut, lifting him up with yet another gutwrench. However, instead of being driven to the mat with a suplex, Angle finds himself in an even worse predicament. Finlay hoists Angle up onto his shoulders and folds Angle like an accordion with a Running Gutwrench Powerbomb into the Steel Cage! The ref begins to count Angle out.

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No! The match continues as Angle makes a miraculous recovery and gets back up to his feet. Finlay is in disbelief. Finlay converges upon Angle and captures Angle’s right arm with an arm wrench. Finlay drops to one knee and then hurtles his shoulder into Angle’s gut with a shoulder block. Angle begins to gag after Finlay repeats the procedure a second time. Finlay wrenches Angle’s arm once again but instead of following it up with another shoulder block, Finlay tugs Angle’s arm and shellacs him with a short-arm clothesline.

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Angle tries to rise back up, but he gets squashed right back into the canvas via a seated senton from Finlay; the move crushing Angle’ already obliterated stomach. Finlay remains sitting on top of Angle as if he were a bar stool, adding insult to injury. Finlay gets up and the ref begins to count Angle out.

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Once again, Angle strives to get up. Finlay laughs at Angle, sneering at Angle’s pathetic display of tenacity. Finlay runs off the ropes and goes for a second seated senton. But Angle counters! Angle cranes his feet into the air and pitches Finlay into the steel cage with a move resembling a monkey flip. Finlay’s head maniacally bounces off the steel cage and he slumps to the canvas. Angle gets back up to a vertical basis and scoops Finlay onto his shoulders… Angle Slam!

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Finlay is back up! Angle trips Finlay back down to the mat and grabs hold of his ankle… Ankle Lock! No! Finlay uses his free leg and hurls Angle into the steel cage. Angle disintegrates to the canvas after his skull careens off of the chain-link fence with lethal force. Finlay scoots his way to the opposite side of the ring and slowly gets back to his feet. Finlay stands on the opposite side of the ring and anxiously waits for Angle to stand back up. Eventually Angle gets back up and Finlay annihilates him with a running knee to the gut that sends him flipping head over heels. Angle is in bad shape as Finlay lingers over his maimed body, coaxing him to call it quits. But Angle’s die-hardism won’t allow him to give up just yet. Angle slowly gets back up to his knees but is unaware that Finlay is prowling right behind him. Finlay allows Angle to get back up to his feet but he brings Angle right back down to the canvas with a sleeperhold.

Angle finds himself confined in the hold for a long period of time before the crowd helps inject Angle back to life. Angle gradually finds himself rising back to his feet, feeding off of the crowd’s energy. Angle elbows Finlay in the stomach and tries to find a way out of Finlay’s grasp by attempting a back suplex. But Finlay reverses Angle’s attempt and falls back to the canvas with Angle’s head still secured in the sleeperhold. Angle’s eyes begin to involuntarily roll to the back of his head as the pressure from the hold becomes unbearable. The crowd rises to their feet, making as much noise in support of Angle as they possibly could. Angle hears the crowd’s hysteria and uses it to augment his adrenaline. Angle surges back up to his feet and pummels Finlay in the side of his face with an abundance of back elbow strikes. Finlay finally relinquishes the hold but manages to ducks under the path of Angle’s oncoming back elbow. Finlay crouches under Angle’s arm and lifts him up over his shoulder. For a fleeting moment, Angle is hanging upside down on top of Finlay’s shoulder in position for the Celtic Cross. But instead of driving Angle’s head into the canvas, Finlay decides to pull off something entirely different. Finlay runs into one of the steel cage walls and flattens the entire side of Angle’s body into the chain-link fence!

Finlay still hasn’t let go! He keeps Angle suspended over his shoulder and lugs him around the ring, displaying a great amount of strength. Finlay gazes at the other side of the steel cage like a mad scientist contemplating the next step in an experiment. Finlay readjusts his grip on Angle and sprints towards the other side of the ring. Finlay makes a full on collision with the steel cage, sandwiching Angle into the cage for the second consecutive time.

Finlay makes way back to the center of the ring with Angle still draped over his shoulder. He drives Angle into the canvas with a back-to-belly piledriver… The Celtic Cross!

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No! Impossible! Angle is standing back up!

Finlay’s jaw drops. He can’t believe it. Angle is stumbling around the ring like a mutilated robot. Finlay meets him in the center of the ring and lifts him over his shoulder… the Celtic Cross!

No! Angle slips off of Finlay’s shoulders and falls back down to the canvas. Angle takes Finlay down with a back heel trip… Ankle Lock!

Angle rips away at Finlay’s ankle, twisting it in all sorts of unnatural angles. The screams from Finlay’s mouth can be heard from a mile away as he squirms around the ring from the intense pain. Finlay contorts his body into all types of shapes, hoping to find the one that’ll help him escape the move, but none of them are working out. After 40 excruciating seconds, Finlay begins to tap out. He begs the ref to make Angle stop, claiming that his ankle has already been broken. This creates a dilemma for the ref, because the match stipulations state that the winner can only be decided if one man cannot answer a 10 count, not by submission. Finlay suffers 20 more seconds in the hold before the ref finally decides to ask Angle to break the hold. But Angle refuses to let go! Angle argues with the ref while keeping the Ankle Lock synched in. 20 seconds pass and the ref is still asking Angle to break the hold, warning him that his defiant behavior could cost him the match.

5 seconds later and Angle finally releases the hold, tired of the ref reprimanding him. He shouts at the ref, telling him to go ahead and count Finlay out if that’s all he cares about. Finlay is flat on his back, caressing his “broken” ankle.

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Finlay shows signs of wanting to get back up. However, Finlay quickly abandons that quest when he realizes that Angle is standing right in front of him, ready to put him right back into the Ankle Lock. Finlay holds his hands out in front of him (ala Ric Flair), rising the suspicions of Kurt Angle. But it appears Finlay is just reaffirming his surrender, not wanting to have his other ankle broken by Angle.

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