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Enjoying the 'war' of sorts beginning to heat up as WSW gains more traction. These detailed behind the scenes news are something you do really well and are always a fun read.
 

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Ignition: Episode 200
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Promotion: World Series Wrestling
Date: July 18, 2019
City: Atlanta, GA
Venue: State Farm Arena
Attendance: 7,200

The 7/18 episode of Ignition began with a lengthy highlight package of SummerFest, set to the official theme of the show – Zeze by Kodak Black.



The package focuses on the sold-out crowd, the largest in WSW history, along with their tremendous reactions all night. We see:
  • The Hart Foundation retain the World Tag Team Titles in Escalera de la Muerte against the Lucha Brothers. The crescendo of the highlight is Bret Hart’s involvement, including the triple Sharpshooter.
  • Adam Cole retaining the Intercontinental Title against Ricochet – the superkick to the quebrada is shown three times. We see Cody challenge Cole following his victory.
  • The Death Busters win the Number One Contenders Four Way.
  • Tessa Blanchard retains the Women’s World Championship in a hard-hitting emotional bout against Kay Lee Ray.
  • Jon Moxley defeat Will Ospreay in a brutal, bloody war that ended with both men shaking hands.
  • Kenny Omega, embracing The Cleaner aspect of his personality, retained the World Championship over “The Assassin” Claudio Castagnoli – handing Castagnoli his first loss in over eight months.
The package ends with sweeping shots of the crowd once again, and Omega’s show closing words:
YOU made this show! YOU made this a night no on in WSW will ever forget! As long as we all STAY together...we will RULE the wrestling world!


Following the video package, the camera cut to the parking area of the State Farm Arena from “earlier today.” A sleek, black Escalade pulled into the underground parking area. A driver got out and opened the doors to reveal Black Arrow. Adam Cole, Dawson, and Wilder stepped out confidently.

Wearing a sharp, black leather jacket over an “Adam Gold Bay Bay” t-shirt, Adam Cole smugly grinned at the camera with the WSW Intercontinental Championship over his shoulder. He said:

Ohhh, Atlanta...you’re in for a historic night, bay bay!

Because tonight, Black Arrow – the UNDISPUTED greatest faction in pro wrestling – makes history again. You’re looking at the next World Tag Team Champions, Dawson & Wilder...the Death Busters. These two men are about to put The Hart Foundation out to pasture and take their rightful place at the top!

Cole patted both men on the shoulders, and they nodded in approval. Dawson said:

Hart Foundation, I hope you hugged those championship belts real tight this morning, because the clock is about to strike midnight in Atlanta, and they ain’t gonna be around your waists anymore.

You boys made history; you’re the longest reigning tag team champions in WSW history. We respect that. Tonight though, we’re going to make a little history of our own and show you who the STANDARD of tag team wrestling is!

Wilder said:

It’s OUR time. We aren’t just the best tag team in WSW – we're the best damn tag team on the planet. And after tonight, the gold around our waist will prove it!

Cole smirked. The trio started walking and Cole added:

And as for Cody...

You must be feeling pretty damn good today, huh? Rolling into your hometown, dreams of winning THE belt in WSW, finally proving to the world that you’re a good guy....

Let me remind you – you don’t GET happy endings when you’re standing across the ring from Adam Cole. You get heartbreak. You get failure. You get regret.

You’ve spent the last seven months trying to redeem yourself. You’ve told everyone that you’ve cleaned the ledger, that this ‘new’ Cody is honorable and respectable...but the only thing you’ve proved is that you’re a SUCKER.

And tonight? I’m going to prove that all that redemption nonsense you’ve been spewing means nothing.

This title? This proves that I am the backbone of this company...that I am what every man in that locker room wishes they could be. And tonight, Cody, when I beat you in your hometown...you’ll be another notch in the belt of THE champion of WSW!

The camera cuts from Black Arrow straight to the parking lot on the opposite side of the arena.

A red, white, and blue trimmed Ford Raptor pulled into the lot. The truck came to a slow stop, and the driver-side door swung open to reveal Cody! Wearing a sharp navy-blue suit, his eyes scanned the arena, and he took in the moment with a deep breath.

The passenger door swung open, and Brandi Rhodes stepped out – her heels clicking on the pavement as she stood next to her husband. The camera panned as the backdoor opened, and Diamond Dallas Page emerged, dressed in jeans and a WSW t-shirt. DDP smiled, cracked his knuckles, and slapped Cody on the shoulder:

Well, well, well – look who’s back where he belongs!

Another door opened, and walking out was none other than Dustin Rhodes!

Dustin walked next to the group and nodded to his little brother:

Tonight belongs to you Cody. Tonight, you don’t just win a title -- you take back who you are!

The Rhodes boys...we always ride together. And tonight, Atlanta’s riding with you!

Cody nodded; his face was totally focused. DDP smiled and said:

So whaddya say, Nightmare? Let’s go make some damn history!

Cody marched forward to the arena, flanked by Brandi, DDP, and Dustin.


The opening to Ignition 200 aired – highlighting some of the best moments in the show’s 200-episode history – set to The Outsiders by Eric Church.



Pyro exploded inside the State Farm Arena and the crowd of 7,200 went wild as the commentary trio of Mauro Ranallo, Chael Sonnen, and Paige Knight welcomed the audience to Ignition 200. They ran down the card:
  • World Tag Team Titles: Death Busters vs. The Hart Foundation
  • Elite 8 Tournament Finals: Brian Pillman Jr. vs. Alexander Hammerstone
  • We hear from Kenny Omega
  • Candice LeRae & Rachael Ellering vs. Ivelisse & Mercedes Martinez
  • Debut of Dr. Britt Baker, DMD
  • Intercontinental Championship: Cody vs. Adam Cole
Mauro Ranallo announced that tonight was a super-sized edition of Ignition. He said that the Paramount Network were going to allow them to go as long as necessary to celebrate Ignition 200. He then threw to a special video package on The Hart Foundation.


The screen faded to a video package that started with a slow-motion shot of The Hart Foundation – Teddy Hart, Davey Boy Smith Jr., and Brian Pillman Jr. standing in the middle of a dimly lit ring, their silhouettes were outlined by flashing camera lights. The World Tag Team Titles rested proudly on the shoulders of Hart and Smith. Teddy’s voice is heard:

Championships are not given. They’re earned. Through grit...through sacrifice...through legacy.

Rapid fire clips are shown of the Hart Foundation:
  • Their debut in December 2018
  • Beating the Young Bucks to win the World Tag Team Titles in London
  • Teddy performing the Canadian Destroyer off the ladder on Pentagon at SummerFest
  • Davey Boy powerslamming Fenix off the top of a ladder at SummerFest
  • Brian Pillman Jr. advancing through the Elite 8 Tournament
Davey Boy’s voice is heard:

For nearly eight months, we have dominated the tag team division. We have taken on every challenge. We have fought, we have bled, and we have proved that the Hart name still means something.

Highlights of the Hart Foundation holding the titles high with Bret Hart at SummerFest is shown. Teddy’s voice is heard:

We are a family bound by wrestling. We were raised in this. Built for this. Born for this.

Brian Pillman’s voice is heard as an archived picture of The Hart Foundation from the 80s and 90s in PW Illustrated is shown:

We don’t just wrestle for us. We wrestle for those that came before us...

The camera cut to the Hart Foundation speaking to the camera. Teddy said:

Dawson, Wilder...you think you’re just going to take what we’ve built!

Being a champion is hard...it’s not easy to wear that target on your back night in and night out.

You are two of the best to ever do it. You won the Four Way at SummerFest to earn this shot...to me that’s no different than going to the casino and hitting blackjack. You got lucky...tonight luck isn’t involved.

Five days ago, at SummerFest, we pushed the limits of gravity...we broke our bodies against two of the most dangerous men to ever come out of Mexico to defend these belts...tonight, we’re going to do it all over again!

We don’t fold. We don’t quit. The name Hart is built for war...you wanna test that?!

Davey Boy said:

Best vs. Best. Let’s do this boys!

Tonight, we remind you why The Hart Foundation is forever!


Match One: WSW World Tag Team Championships – Death Busters vs. The Hart Foundation (c)

The first match of Ignition was a tag team match between the Death Busters and the Hart Foundation for the WSW World Tag Team Championships. The World Tag Team Champions wore battle scars from the ladder match at SummerFest; however, they came to the ring with their trademark confidence and swagger. Davey Boy had his ribs taped up. Chael Sonnen mentioned this:

Look at Davey Boy’s ribs. You can bet the Death Busters will zero in on that.

You really must wonder guys, how healthy are The Hart Foundation? Five nights ago, at SummerFest we saw them win one of the greatest ladder matches I’ve ever seen, but at what cost to their bodies?!

They are going to have to dig deeper than ever before, because the Death Busters are starving to hold championship gold once again!

The match started with Teddy Hart and Dawson feeling each other out. Collar and elbow tie ups led to mat-based grappling. Hart, still feeling the effects of the ladder match, struggled at first, but he used his quickness to escape a waist lock and hit a lightning-fast spinning head scissors takedown.

Dawson scrambled to his feet only to eat a dropkick! Feeding off the Atlanta crowd’s energy, the Champions showcased their signature fast-paced, high-impact style.

Davey Boy overpowered Dawson with a thunderous shoulder block. The two then exchanged stiff chops, with the crowd roaring “WOOO” after each one landed. Smith gained the advantage, and RIPPED Dawson down with a sick snap back suplex. Wilder entered the ring illegally and ATE a big boot for his troubles.

The Death Busters retreated to the floor, but Teddy Hart wouldn’t let them catch their breath...NAILING a Orihara Moonsault from the top rope to the floor!

The crowd belted out thunderous, “Hart Foundation” chants.

The tides turned as the action returned to the ring. During a rope running sequence, Wilder landed a knee to the small of Davey Boy’s back from the apron. As Dawson distracted the referee, Wilder snapped Smith’s neck over the top rope!

Dawson pounced, hitting a spinebuster and laying in heavy stomps to the taped ribs of Smith. The Death Busters isolated Smith in their corner, executing quick tags and precision double teams, showing they were a well-oiled machine.

The tape on Smith’s ribs were a magnet for the Death Busters. They went after the ribs like a moth to a flame – working them over with bear hugs, back breakers, and stiff knee strikes. Every time Smith tried to fight back, the Death Busters used smart, old school tactics:

- Wilder grabbed the tights on a roll up for 2
- Dawson used the ropes for leverage on an abdominal stretch, and they taunted Hart to draw the referee’s attention – allowing an illegal double team behind the ref’s back.

On commentary, Chael Sonnen noted:

Like them or hate them...this is brilliant strategy by the Death Busters. They are systematically breaking down Davey Boy’s core strength to neutralize his power advantage. This is a tag team wrestling clinic.

Dawson trapped Smith in a grounded abdominal stretch, wrenching back on his ribs while barking at Hart:

What are you gonna do Teddy?! This is OUR time!

The crowd rallied behind Davey Boy, chanting, “Hart Foundation!”

Davey Boy fought through the pain, digging at the mat and fighting his way to his feet. He landed sharp elbows to free himself. Dawson bounced off the ropes and charged.... but Davey Boy sent him flying with a high back body drop!

Davey Boy lunged for a desperation tag............















Wilder YANKED Hart off the apron at the last second!


Smith got drug back into enemy territory with a German suplex from Dawson!

The Death Busters continued their brutal isolation game, but eventually, Smith roared and countered a double team vertical suplex with a double Northern Lights Suplex onto both men! He crawled towards Hart....fingertips away........









Dawson grabbed his ankle at the last second.......












ENZIGURI!












Wilder grabbed the referee.......






Davey Boy made the tag!





Hart leapt over the ropes......NO!



The referee called off the tag and ordered Hart back to the apron! Wilder distracted the referee, and he never saw the tag made!

The crowd booed mercilessly as Dawson landed an elbow to the ribs and dragged Smith back to resume the assault.

Teddy paced the apron like a hungry tiger. He slapped the turnbuckle to fire up the crowd to get behind Davey Boy. Smith felt the energy...he reversed an Irish Whip and sent Wilder and Dawson crashing into each other. Davey Boy hit double lariats that sent the Death Busters twisting through the air on impact!

Davey Boy inched his way over....he crawled......












AND TAGGED IN TEDDY!

Hart entered to loud “Teddy, Teddy, Teddy” chants. He ran wild with strikes – hitting anything that moved. Hart took down Wilder with a springboard clothesline and planted Dawson with a snap DDT.

The Death Busters went to the floor once again, and Hart took to the sky.... ARABIAN MOONSAULT CONNECTED!

The crowd was on fire as Hart threw Wilder back inside and hit a slingshot Canadian Destoyer!

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Kick Out!

Moving quickly, the Hart Foundation brought the crowd to its feet with the old school Hart Attack!

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2...............



Kick out!

Teddy tagged Davey Boy, and the Hart Foundation went for the kill. Davey Boy hoisted Wilder up into the electric chair, and Teddy went up top. They went for the Hart Destroyer.......



NO!


Dawson shoved Teddy off the ropes all the way to the floor at the last second!

Wilder dug his fingers into Smith’s eyes to escape of his shoulders and hit a backstabber!

Dawson climbed to the top and flew for a diving headbutt, but Davey Boy moved, and Dawson crashed and burned on the cerulean blue mat!

Davey Boy ducked a wild swing from Wilder and caught him with a back slide for 2! Wilder popped to his feet but walked right into a power slam from Smith for another near fall!

Dawson and Davey Boy then met in the center of the ring for a strike exchange. Forearms transitioned to chops that popped like gunfire. Eventually they had a lariat battle with neither man budging an inch. Dawson kicked the ribs for a short cut. He hit the robes for momentum.... but BOTH
men hit simultaneous clotheslines!










Everyone was down!






“This Is Awesome” sounded out inside the State Farm Arena!

All four men eventually got back into the ring and squared off for a brief second....before ripping into each other in a wild brawl! Both teams threw bombs as the referee scrambled to regain order.

Davey Boy and Wilder brawled out to the apron with Davey Boy hitting back suplex on the apron!

Inside the ring, Dawson and Teddy Hart went at it. Dawson scored a shocking 2 count off a small package on a rope running sequence. Quick as a cat, Dawson got waist control....

German Suplex....he kept his grip......

Another German Suplex.....he kept his grip....



Release German --- NO! Teddy flipped over in mid air and landed on his feet!

He charged, but Dawson folded him in half with a lariat. Dawson hit a rebound powerbomb!

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Kick Out!

Dawson lifted Hart for the Brainbuster, but Davey Boy hopped in the ring...combination SPEAR/DDT by The Hart Foundation!

The Hart Foundation was feeling it...Hart Break (combination powerbomb/diving clothesline)!

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WILDER DOVE IN AND BROKE UP THE PIN!
















“FIGHT FOREVER” chants rang out!

Mauro Ranallo exclaimed:

We are in fifth gear, full throttle here in Atlanta...and YES, we still have Cody and Adam Cole to come!

All four men went at it again! Davey Boy lifted Wilder for a running powerslam, but Wilder hit a punch to the injured ribs of Davey Boy to escape. Wilder threw Davey Boy through the turnbuckles – shoulder first into the ring post! On the apron Wilder relentlessly went after the injured ribs with stomps! On commentary, Paige Knight said:

Wilder went back to the ribs again! Guys, we are 25 minutes deep in this match, and the Death Busters are rubbing salt into that open wound. It doesn’t matter how big or strong you are...injured ribs are devastating. You can’t breath, you can’t move without feeling like you are getting stabbed with a knife!

Inside the ring, Hart and Dawson threw bombs at each other until Dawson raked the eyes and took Hart down with a Stun Gun.

With Smith gasping in pain on the apron, the Death Busters took advantage........











SPIKE PILEDRIVER ON THE APRON!








The crowd gasped as Smith collapsed motionless on the floor!

This left Teddy Hart against both Death Busters. Hart looked around the arena – loud “Teddy, Teddy, Teddy” chants rang out. Teddy Hart motioned the Death Busters to BRING IT ON! He yelled:

COME ON YOU BASTARDS!

Teddy whipped the crowd into a frenzy, fighting one on two. He countered a double-team with a handspring cutter onto both men! He followed with a combination bulldog/lariat! Mauro Ranallo exclaimed:

The sheer will, and determination of Teddy Hart is on display! A lion’s effort.... NO....A CHAMPIONS EFFORT is taking place!

Teddy went up top. He knew the numbers game would be too much. He laid both Dawson and Wilder next to each other and went for the home run shot......






SHOOTING STAR PRESS.....................











THE DEATH BUSTERS GOT THE KNEES UP!



TEDDY HART RECOILED IN PAIN FROM THE IMPACT!


THE DEATH BUSTERS STRUCK LIKE A RATTLESNAKE!



FALL OF THE AXE (fka Shatter Machine)!


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Winners and NEW WSW World Tag Team Champions: Death Busters (28:10)

What a match. Phenomenal effort by both teams. This match went long and was a mix of old school tag team wrestling with the modern style playing out over the last 10 minutes. The heat segment maybe was too long, and we lost the crowd for a few minutes, they bit on the false tag spot, and they were with the match the rest of the way. We really tried to tell the story of Davey Boy’s ribs being the equalizer, with the Death Busters attacking them like a vulture to neutralize his power. Teddy looked phenomenal at the end fighting one on two.

We went for the shock value here with the title change, but the thought process was simple. The Hart Foundation just went through hell five nights ago, and the Death Busters were fresher and less worn down. Pro wrestling audiences are accustomed to long feuds and builds to title changes; however, every now and then we want to remind them this is a fight. Anything can happen when a match goes to the ring, and 3 seconds is all you need. Death Busters have been a top team since their arrival, and now they are back on top as champions.

The State Farm arena was in absolute shock, as the referee’s hand hit the mat for the third time. The Death Busters had just ended the reign of The Hart Foundation and became World Tag Team Champions for the second time!

Dawson and Wilder rolled off Hart, breathing heavily. Their expressions shifted to cocky satisfaction as they clutched the WSW World Tag Team Titles.

The camera panned to the devastated faces of The Hart Foundation – Smith barely stirred on the outside; Hart was motionless on the apron.

The Death Busters stood tall and raised their gold high above their heads as boos rained down.

Dawson barked at the camera:

WE TOLD YOU!

We are the BEST tag team in THE WORLD!

With a trembling voice, Mauro Ranallo called it:

Ladies and gentlemen...history has just been made. The Death Busters are your NEW WSW World Tag Team Champions!


A promo aired for the Grand Prix:

A time-lapse of arenas filling with fans is shown as an ominous drumbeat echoed. Mauro Ranallo’s voice narrated the piece:

The roar of the crowd...the weight of history...and the relentless pursuit of immortality. This...is the Grand Prix!

The beat intensified as we see rapid-fire clips of past Grand Prix action: Ethan Carter standing tall in 2016, Drew Galloway hoisting the trophy in 2017, and AJ Styles collapsing to his knees in triumph in 2018.

For three years, legends have etched their names into the annals of wrestling history. Warriors who conquered the field, survived the grind, and claimed their destiny.

Clips are shown of the action: forearms colliding, bodies crashing to the mat, and fans of their feet.

But now...a new chapter awaits.

The music shifted, becoming more urgent. We see sweeping aerial shots of the historic Cow Palace in San Francisco, bathed in a golden sunset.

Starting August 15, twelve of the world’s best will enter the 2019 Grand Prix: two blocks of six...round-robin action...every match with a twenty-minute time limit. Two points for a victory...one point for a draw...zero for a loss. After five grueling weeks, the winners of Block A and Block B will meet in the Grand Prix Finals...live, from the legendary Cow Palace on September 21.

But this isn’t about points...or pride. No. This is about destiny.

The winner of the Grand Prix earns the ultimate prize: a shot at the WSW World Championship in the main event of November Reign...the biggest night of the year.

Shots of Kenny Omega holding the WSW World Title high at SummerFest are shown. The screen cut to black with a deafening sound effect.

The stakes...have never been higher.

The music swelled with images of high-impact moves: Will Ospreay’s Storm Breaker, Adam Cole’s Last Shot, Cody hitting the Cross Rhodes, and AJ Styles delivering the Styles Clash.

Twelve competitors. Two blocks. One shot...at greatness.

The screen faded to black, and the Grand Prix logo appeared.

WSW Grand Prix 2019 – Begins August 15.


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A promo from “After SummerFest” is shown. Will Ospreay sat slumped against a metal locker. His face was pale, streaked with dried blood, and his eyes were hollow. A massive ice pack rested on the back of his neck.

He stared ahead for a long moment. The silence was deafening.

He finally spoke, his voice raspy and broken:

Jon Moxley...you said it was going to be a fight...and you didn’t lie.

You pushed me to places I never thought I’d go. You made me feel pain I didn’t think was possible. The blood...the strikes...it all just...hurts.....
I tried mate. God knows I tried...

Ospreay’s voice cracked, and his eyes glistened with unshed tears.

But it wasn’t enough. I said I’d make 2019 the Year of Ospreay...and here I am, sittin’ here...broken, battered....beat.

Ospreay dropped his head into hands for a moment. He slowly looked back up at the camera.

But you know what?

I said it would be my year...I never said it would be easy.

Ospreay pulled the ice pack away and tossed it on the ground to reveal a neck covered in bruises and welts.

Moxley, I respect ya, bruv. I respect the hell outta you. You showed me what violence really is. You showed me just how far I gotta go if I wanna sit at the top of this game. And I swear to you, and to every single person watching...I’m not quittin’. I’m not stoppin’. I’m not lettin’ this be the end.

In four weeks, the Grand Prix begins. Twelve of the best in the world...and I’m one of ‘em. I don’t care who they put in front me.

Ricochet...Aries....Omega...it doesn’t matter.

I’m gonna show the world what I’m made of. I’m gonna fight like my life depends on it.....BECAUSE IT DOES!

I promised myself this year was mine, and I’m gonna keep that promise.

I’m gonna win the Grand Prix. I’m gonna walk into the Cow Palace and do what I couldn’t do tonight. I’m gonna win the big one.

Ospreay exhaled deeply, wiping the blood from his cheek.

Moxley, you lit a fire in me tonight. And the next time you see me...you won’t recognize the man you left in this locker room.

Ospreay leaned his head back against the locker with a thud, closed his eyes, and breathed deeply as the camera faded out.


Ignition returned with Melissa Santos standing backstage next to the Death Busters – Dawson and Wilder – the new WSW World Tag Team Champions.

Both men were dripping with sweat, but their faces were lit with smug, confident grins.

Ladies and gentlemen, I am here with the new World Tag Team Champions...Dawson and Wilder...the Death Busters.

The crowd can be heard booing from the arena. Dawson adjusted the title on his shoulder and smirked:

Oh, what’s the matter, huh? Were you expectin’ somethin’ different?!

Wilder cackled and leaned into the mic:

Maybe you thought the Hart Foundation were just gonna ride into Atlanta, all smiles, get that nice reaction, and walk out still holding these belts?!

Hate to break it to ya, sweetheart, but while they were still basking in the glory of Toronto, SummerFest, and their Hart family reunion...we were working. We were grinding. We were getting sharper, getting meaner, and getting ready to do what we do best...win!

Dawson said:

You see, people forget. People get caught up in the spectacle, the glitz, and the glamor. But here’s the reality: in professional wrestling, all it takes is three seconds to change everything.

Three seconds...and we just flipped the entire game in World Series Wrestling!

These belts right here? These mean that we’re the best damn tag team in the world. Period!

Wilder spoke:

Black Arrow said it from day one: we will dominate. We will rewrite the history books. Adam Cole promised we would be draped in gold and look what happened.

TELL ME WHERE THE LIES ARE!

The Death Busters have gold. Cole’s got gold, and he’s going to beat Cody to keep it in the main event!

When Black Arrow aims...we don’t miss.

Dawson and Wilder shared a look, slapped their newly won belts, and closed:

Top guys...out.


Match Two: Marti Belle vs. Dr. Britt Baker D.M.D.

The second match of Ignition was a singles match between Marti Belle and Dr. Britt Baker D.M.D. Belle was already in the ring.



Dr. Britt Baker D.M.D. made her debut in WSW, walking on stage in a white leather jacket, adorned with gold accents. Pyro exploded around her. The crowd reacted with intrigue.

Baker marched down the ramp, high-fiving fans. She looked into the ringside camera and said:

The future starts now!

Marti Belle charged at the bell, hoping to catch the debuting Baker off guard. Baker sidestepped with ease and followed with a forearm to the back of Belle’s head. Baker landed a crisp arm drag, followed by another...and another!

Baker capped the trio of arm drags with a perfectly executed sling blade!

On commentary, Mauro Ranallo said:

The good doctor came here tonight to make a statement, and so far, it’s all excellence from Britt Baker.

Chael Sonnen followed:

She moves with confidence, poise. You can tell she’s done the work. There’s a reason everyone was talking about her coming in, Mauro.

Belle attempted to mount some offense, raking Baker’s eyes and landing some clubbing forearms. Belle whipped Baker into the ropes, telegraphed a back body drop, and Baker kicked her in the head. Baker landed a superkick to the knees to drop Marti Belle followed by a superkick that landed square on the chin!

Baker followed with a swinging neckbreaker.

Sensing the match was hers, Baker looked around the arena and said:
D....
M.....
D............

She removed a studded surgical glove from her tights. She wrenched back on Belle’s arms, and hooked a Mandible Claw...Paige Knight identified the move on commentary:

She calls this the Lockjaw, guys. She’s got it locked in tight, and Belle has nowhere to go!

Belle flailed for a moment, but Baker applied more torque, and within seconds Belle tapped out furiously. The referee called for the bell!

Dr. Britt Baker D.M.D. (2:20)

Quick squash match for Britt to debut her after several weeks of hype. Baker has “superstar” written all over her. She has a great look, and her backstory is one of a kind. We envision her being a big-time star, and we are treating her as such.

In ring, she still has a little way to go, so we kept this very simple. She is a good athlete, but this will very much be about getting the DMD character over, as the in-ring skill develops.

Todd Keneley entered the ring, mic in hand, to interview Baker.

Dr. Britt Baker, first off...congratulations on an incredibly impressive debut. There was a lot of anticipation, and tonight, you delivered. How does it feel?

Baker took a moment to gather herself before she spoke:

Wow.

I...I don’t even know where to start. I mean, standing here...in this ring...in World Series Wrestling...in front of all of you...the best wrestling fans in the world....it’s all surreal.

But you know what...it all feels RIGHT!

I’ve worked by entire life for this moment. I’ve wrestled in front of tiny crowds in even smaller gyms. I’ve taken red-eye flights, wrestled with injuries, wrestled with doubt. But I never stopped believing...because I knew that one day, I’d get here. One day, I’d stand in the middle of this ring and show the world what Dr. Britt Baker D.M.D. is all about!

A slight, “DMD” chant started.

And make no mistake – this is just the beginning. The women’s division in WSW...it’s already great. But the future? The future is going to be defined by the D...M...D!

Baker’s music hit, and the crowd cheered her. Baker slapped hands with fans at ringside as Mauro Ranallo said:

The doctor has arrived! What a debut for Dr. Britt Baker, D.M.D.!


Ignition returned from commercial with Bodak Yellow by Cardi B hitting the State Farm Arena, signaling the arrival of WSW Women’s World Champion Tessa Blanchard.



The crowd instant reacted with boos as Blanchard walked on stage, flanked by Tenille Dashwood and Nixon Newell. The WSW Women’s World Title sat on Blanchard’s shoulder. All three members of Diamond were decked out in designer outfits. Blanchard stood on top of the ramp, kissed the title belt, and held it high overhead. On commentary, Mauro Ranallo said:

Love her or hate her; Tessa Blanchard is dominant. Today marks her 300th day as Women’s World Champion. Paige, she certainly carries that gold with bravado.

Paige Knight responded:

I can’t say that I’m the biggest fan of Tessa personally but look at the record. Look at the title reign. Tessa Blanchard is on an unprecedented run right now.

The trio stepped into the ring – Tenille held the ropes open for Tessa. Blanchard grabbed a microphone and soaked in the boos.

Atlanta, Georgia.......

Once again, I did exactly what I said I would do: I walked into SummerFest, I went to war with Kay Lee Ray, and I walked out STILL the REIGNING Women’s World Champion!

This belt isn’t just gold and leather. It’s validation. It’s proof. It’s immortality.

When we came to WSW, we promised that Diamond would take over, and we have. I have outsmarted, outworked, and outclassed every so-called top contender thrown in my path.

Ivelisse? Beat her.

Candice LeRae? Broke her.

Deonna Purrazzo. Wrecked her.

Kay Lee Ray....I SHATTERED the fairy tale dream.

And you know what all that success makes me?

It makes me the best women’s wrestler alive today!

Nah...scratch that. At some point, y’all should stop calling me a star...and start calling me a goddamn goddess!

You don’t have to like it but you’ll damn sure respect it. All I do is win. All I do is prove that when it comes to professional wrestling...I am untouchable. And as for the women’s division in WSW? Who’s left? I have beaten everybody....

Suddenly, the music of Kay Lee hit!

The crowd came alive with cheers as KLR stepped on stage with a determined glare. She marched down the ramp. Mauro Ranallo noted:

Well...things just got very interesting! Kay Lee Ray – the woman who gave Tessa Blanchard the fight of her life just five days ago at SummerFest doesn’t appear to be done yet!

KLR stepped into the ring and went toe-to-toe with Blanchard. The World Champion adjusted the belt on her shoulder and smirked. KLR spoke:

Tessa...you really are delusional, aren’t you?

You walk out here with your two little minions behind you and call yourself a goddess, but let me tell you what you are...

You’re a liar! You’re a coward! And you’re a manipulative piece of trash!

The crowd cheered as the words dripped like venom from the lips of Kay Lee Ray. Tessa’s eyes narrowed, and Dashwood and Newell moved closer. KLR continued:

Yeah, you beat me at SummerFest. But I know it, these fans know it, and deep down...you know it: you don’t sit on your throne because of talent alone. You sit on that throne because for every match you’ve wrestled, you’ve had a safety net.

For every victory you’ve claimed, Tenille and Nixon were just a heartbeat away from tilting the odds in your favor. I lived that life five days ago.
You say you’ve got no challengers left?

Wrong!

You’ve got me!

I am the only women in over a year to pin you in this ring. I saw the fear in your eyes...for the first time in a long time you saw someone who wasn’t scared of you...someone not afraid to fight you!

I gave you the fight of your life at SummerFest...now I want one more shot. One more match...one-on-one. No distractions. Just you...me...and that title!

Blanchard chuckled and raised her mic:

No.

You had your chance. You failed. Back of the line.

Before KLR could respond, the music of Io Shirai hit!

Shirai walked down the ramp with purpose. Chael Sonnen said:

The hits just keep coming guys, Io Shirai has entered the fray!

And look at Tessa’s face – she has more challengers than she thought!

Shirai grabbed a microphone and in broken English said:

Tessa....you are a coward!

You talk...too much.

You say you are best. But you hide. You cheat. You...lie.

I want...you...and I want that!

Io Shirai pointed directly at the World Title. The crowed chanted “Io, Io, Io.” Blanchard looked at Kay Lee Ray on one side and Io Shirai on the other. She said:

Y’know, I actually love this.

For weeks, I’ve had to see your coalition try and stand up to US!

Now here we are, yet again...you two...standing here, shoulder to shoulder, fighting for honor, for pride. It’s cute. But, let me let you in on a little secret: Diamond works because we ALL know who the boss is! And we all know that when push comes to shove...friendships break under the weight of gold.

Tessa unhooked the title from her shoulder and raised it between Io and KLR.

You both want this so bad you can taste it.

Well, here’s what I’ll agree to...

You two wrestle...one-on-one...next week.

Winner gets a shot at me.

You want to fight a war against me and Diamond?! Let’s see how loyal you are when the richest prize in women’s wrestling is on the line.

Blanchard dropped the microphone and exited the ring. Dashwood and Newell followed her up the ramp, clapping mockingly.

In the ring, Shirai and KLR remained. They stared at Blanchard and the gleaming WSW Women’s World Championship...then they stared at each other.
On commentary, Ranallo said:

Ever the opportunist, Tessa Blanchard may have just lit the fuse for a battle that could change the landscape of the WSW women’s division.

Io Shirai and Kay Lee Ray have stood together with Deonna Purrazzo to try and eliminate Diamond...but now the rules of the game have changed. Shirai and Ray...one-on-one for a shot at the championship. Can championship gold and friendship mix?!


A video recap of the Elite 8 Tournament aired set to Forsaken by Bart Stoop.



We see flash cuts of all eight entrants into the tournament: Jungle Boy, Brian Pillman Jr., Myron Reed, Ace Austin, Lee Johnson, Sammy Guevara, Alan Angels, and Alexander Hammerstone. Muaro Ranallo’s voice narrated:

Over the last six weeks, eight of WSW’s brightest new stars stepped into the fire...for the chance to rise to greatness.

We see a montage of Brian Pillman Jr. raising his arm in victory after wins over Lee Johnson and Ace Austin. Talking head commentary from Chael Sonnen is provided:

Brian Pillman Jr...he’s tough. He’s not polished, not perfect – but that kid’s got guts. You can’t teach the kind of heart Brian Pillman Jr. has.

Further commentary was provided by “Wrestling Historian” Mike Tenay:

You look at Pillman, and you obviously see legacy. But what’s impressive is how he’s making his own path. Every win in this tournament has felt earned. He has scratched, clawed, and outlasted his competition.

A montage on Alexander Hammerstone airs. Ranallo’s narration says:

Dominance. Confidence. Control. Alexander Hammerstone hasn’t just won – he has conquered.

We see full frame shots of Hammerstone slamming Alan Angels with the Nightmare Pendulum and press slamming Jungle Boy from the ring to the floor.

Tenay says:

Every generation has that breakout star who makes you say: that guy is different, that guy looks like the future. Hammerstone has that “it factor,” and it has shown itself in this tournament.

Sonnen said:

I’ll say it: this guy is a freak. Size, speed, strength – and attitude. He walks in like he owns the place.... because maybe he does.

The camera flashes through highlights of the tournament, and Ranallo’s narration closes the piece:

Two paths collide tonight...and only one survives and wins the 2019 Elite 8 Tournament!


The video package ends and cuts to scenes of Alexander Hammerstone cranking out a set of final, methodical push-ups on his locker room floor. He rises slowly, exhales hard, and clinches his fists. A knock is heard at the door, and a production runner leans in.

It’s time, Mr. Hammerstone.

Hammerstone doesn’t respond – he just smirked. The camera lingered as he grabbed a black towel, put it around his neck, and began marching towards the entrance.


The camera cut to the interview area where Melissa Santos was standing by with Brian Pillman Jr. Pillman looked intense. Hair wet. The cast on his right arm was still there, a remnant from The Hart Foundation’s war with the Lucha Brothers.

Santos said:

Brian, earlier tonight, your Hart Foundation teammates Teddy Hart and Davey Boy, lost the World Tag Team Titles. I have to ask – what's going through your mind as you prepare to walk out that curtain into the Elite 8 Tournament Finals?

Pillman was silent for a few seconds. When he spoke his voice was low. Calm.

One setback doesn’t define us. Teddy and Davey...they’ll bounce back. They always do.

But this? This moment? This one’s about ME!

Pillman looked up with his eyes burning. His voice grew with each line:

I love the Hart Foundation. They’re my family...my brothers. But I’ve spent my whole career in someone’s shadow...in my dad’s shadow. Tonight, I step out of it!

Hammerstone wants to walk around like he owns WSW? Like he’s the next big thing? Like he can muscle and bully his way to the top?

Well guess what...I’ve been fighting my whole damn life.

I’m not scared of muscles. I’m not scared of hype. I’m not scared of Alexander Hammerstone.

I’m a pit bull. I’m a street fighter from Cincinnati that came out the womb swinging...and tonight, I’m swinging for the fences.


Match Three: Elite 8 Tournament Finals – Brian Pillman Jr. Vs. Alexander Hammerstone

The third match of Ignition was a singles match between Brian Pillman Jr. and Alexander Hammerstone in the finals of the Elite 8 Tournament.

The Elite 8 Trophy gleamed under the bright lights of the State Farm Arena at ringside, standing tall as a symbol of opportunity. The crowd was firmly behind Brian Pillman Jr., chants “Brian, Brian, Brian” sounding out as he made his entrance.

Alexander Hammerstone’s music hit, and the cocky, sculpted powerhouse strode out on stage. He sauntered down the ramp, but the match began with an explosion as Pillman didn’t wait to take the fight to the larger man...

TOPE SUICIDA!

Pillman BLASTED Hammerstone before he could even enter the ring!

Pillman brought the fight to Hammerstone, brawling with heart at ringside. He fired chops, fists, and whipped Hammerstone into the steel guardrail.

Pillman made good on his promise to fight like a pit bull, as he bounced Hammerstone’s head off the steel steps before finally rolling him into the ring.

The bell sounded to officially start the match, and Hammerstone shook the cobwebs off from the early flurry. He swung with a massive lariat, but Pillman ducked and DROPPED Hammerstone with a picture-perfect superkick!

Cover!

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Kick Out!

The crowd rallied behind Pillman even more, as the youngest member of The Hart Foundation was FIRED UP, knowing the opportunity at hand.

Pillman stayed on the attack, whipping Hammerstone into the corner. He charged for a shotgun dropkick, but Hammerstone exploded out the corner and folded Pillman in half with a wicked lariat!

Hammerstone ripped Pillman off the canvas and bounced his head off the top turnbuckle a couple times before peppering him with a barrage of chops and closed fists. Hammerstone spiked Pillman with a spinebuster that caused the crowd to groan, and an expression of anger was worn on the face of Hammerstone.

Hammerstone took over with his power. He dominated Pillman with gutwrench suplexes, a one-armed delayed vertical suplex (he flexed with the other arm), and a gorgeous dropkick that hit flush! He pressed Pillman overhead and dropped him with a powerslam. Chael Sonnen said:

Look at the athleticism of Hammerstone! This man can deadlift 500 pounds and he just jumped out the arena with one of the most beautiful dropkicks I’ve seen in a long time! That’s a once-in-a-generation athlete right there.

All of this just yielded a 2 count, as Pillman refused to stay down. Hammerstone slapped on a tight side head lock on the mat and tried to squeeze everything out of Pillman.

The crowd rallied Pillman to his feet, and he escaped the grasp of Hammerstone with a series of sharp elbows. Pillman hit the ropes for momentum, but he ran directly into a kitchen sink knee!

Lifting Pillman onto his shoulders, Hammerstone screamed:

This is MY TIME!

Rack Bomb............






NO!


Pillman countered with a crucifix bomb!


Cover!


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Kick Out!

Pillman nearly stole it!

Hammerstone scrambled to his feet, stunned as that was the closest, he had come to defeat in the Elite 8 Tournament. Pillman caught his second wind, ducking and dodging every swing from Hammerstone. Pillman took him down with a running crossbody.

Pillman whipped Hammerstone into the corner and followed with a big shotgun dropkick. Air Pillman connected! Followed by another!

Pillman was feeling it! He tried for the Dying Promise, but Hammerstone countered out. Pillman was quicker though, nailing an overhand chop and transitioning to a DDT that scored another 2 count!

Looking for anything to keep the big man down, Pillman ventured to the top. He pointed to the sky and flew.







Crossbody.........







HAMMERSTONE DESTROYED HIM WITH A MIDAIR PUMP KICK!

The impact was sick! Pillman went flying from the impact!

A gigantic lariat from Hammerstone folded Pillman in half. Hammerstone then flashed the throat-slit gesture and planted Pillman with the Nightmare Pendulum!

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Alexander Hammerstone (7:28)

From a match standpoint, this was fairly by the books – we tried to keep this really simple for both men. In many way this was an old school match from the 80’s/early 90s.

For both men, their charisma is better than their in-ring ability at this point. The crowd likes Pillman; he just needs to get smoother in the ring as a singles, and that was the purpose of having him in this tournament – to get him over as more than just the young boy of The Hart Foundation. Hammerstone is getting the push. He’s got a great look, and Pillman bumped like crazy for him. Hammerstone isn’t a finished product yet, but with his charisma and body, we have a chance to make him a heel in the vein of Scott Steiner.

The camera focused on the wreckage – Brian Pillman Jr. was laid out. The Elite 8 Tournament trophy was brought into the ring and placed in front of Hammerstone as the referee raised his arm in victory. On commentary Mauro Ranallo said:

The brutal night for The Hart Foundation continues. Give all the credit in the world to Brian Pillman Jr., a man filled with guts and heart – but tonight belongs to Alexander Hammerstone!

Todd Keneley entered the ring with a microphone as Hammerstone posed next to the trophy.

Alexander Hammerstone, congratulations. You’ve just won the 2019 Elite 8 Tournament in dominant fashion.....

Hammerstone grabbed the microphone.

Let me stop you right there.....

Hammerstone smirked and flexed beside the trophy before continuing:

You’re looking at the future of WSW...and the future is bigger, faster, stronger...and BETTER than anyone else in that locker room.

I’m a real man!

This trophy? This is just the beginning.

I’m not coming for a piece of the spotlight – I'm taking the whole damn thing. I’m the hottest commodity in wrestling today. My name is Alexander Hammerstone, and all of WSW is now on notice!

Hammerstone spiked the microphone down and picked the trophy up. He held it overhead, and a loud, clear message had been sent.


Kenny Omega came to the ring for a promo, and the crowd exploded at the sound of his music. The WSW World Champion stood on-stage as pyro exploded around him. He soaked in the moment before heading down the ramp to the ring.

Omega spoke:

Man...I needed that.

He smiled as the crowd chanted “Kenny, Kenny Kenny!”

Omega continued:
Five nights ago...at SummerFest, this sport—this art—reminded the world that we are living through a revolution. That’s what World Series Wrestling is. Nights like that...and nights like tonight...they’re exactly what I mean when I say I want to ‘Change The World.’

This championship – this gold belt over my shoulder – it doesn’t just mean that I’m the best in WSW. It means that I’m the best in the world. And with that honor comes the responsibility to defend it...to elevate it...to fight for it like my life depends on it.

At SummerFest, Claudio Castagnoli dragged me into the fire. He brutalized me. He tried to break me. But....I’m still standing. And as long as I stand, this title will never be tarnished. You’ve got my word.

And now, we look forward....

In four weeks – the Grand Prix begins. Twelve of the best wrestlers in the world showcasing WHY we are the most elite professional wrestling organization on the planet today.

And for me...this is personal. The Grand Prix is one of the reasons I signed with WSW. This tournament is built to test you – and I live for that. As far as I’m concerned, I’m the best tournament wrestler in the world. Just check my resume if you don’t believe me – cagematch.net...no one outside of Uncle Dave can break down 10 nights of the G1 like they can!

Kenny laughed and continued:

So mark it down – the World Champion is entering the Grand Prix. And I’m not just entering it – I'm winning it!

I’ll be the first active World Champion to win the Grand Prix, and I’ll walk into Madison Square Garden and the main event of November Reign as World Champion and Grand Prix champion!



The music of AJ Styles hit!

A huge cheer sounded out, AJ Styles stepped out with Karl Anderson and Doc Gallows by his side. The Club made their way to the ring!

The former Bullet Club stablemates all stood in the ring, and “This Is Awesome” chants sounded out. Styles and Omega looked around the arena at the reaction, and Styles spoke:

Kenny...you and I have some history, don’t we?

I don’t need to talk about Japan – we both know what happened there. But right here – in WSW – this story is still unfinished. Because the last time we stood in a ring like this...you beat me.

You took the WSW World Championship from me at Seize the Day. That night – you were the better man. I can admit that.

But I’ve never forgotten it.

While you’ve carried that title and built your legacy here...I’ve been watching.

I’m here to remind you – that before you walked into this company and called it a revolution – I was the FOUNDATION!

I built this.

Everywhere you’ve been Kenny, I was there first. Before there was a Cleaner. Before there was the ‘Best Bout Machine’....there was the Phenomenal One.

The road you walk? I paved it.

Last year, I won the Grand Prix and then went to November Reign and WON the World Championship. This year, I’m going to do it again.
Our paths will cross again, and that day is coming real soon....

Kenny nodded his head and the two men went eye-to-eye, the tension was palpable.....................



































The crowd EXPLODED as the sounds of AC/DC cranked in the State Farm Arena. Jon Moxley was HERE!













Wearing a hoodie, half-zipped, Moxley made his way through the crowd!

He climbed over the guardrail and stepped into the ring, standing between Omega and Styles. The three men stared each other down.

Thunderous chants of “HOLY SHIT” sounded out, as a full-blown Mexican standoff was taking place.

Moxley scanned both men, and then BANG.....



























DEATH RIDER DDT ON OMEGA!


















The fans EXPLODED!



Moxley struck the World Champion like a lightning bolt!


Moxley beat his chest, electricity pouring through his veins!



AJ Styles swung at Moxley, and the two men locked horns! Fists flew with fury! Styles and Moxley went at it!

Kenny Omega was stunned on the mat. Anderson and Gallows jumped in to bedlam as well, and then they noticed the prone World Champion on the mat. They approached him.......

Ricochet and Kota Ibushi came sprinting down the ramp too! Chaos erupted:
  • Ricochet jumped over everyone, getting insane height on a springboard and nailing a clothesline on Gallows!
  • Anderson hit a cutter on Ricochet
  • Ibushi wiped out Anderson with a head kick

The World Champion picked himself up off the canvas and assessed the chaos. Omega sized up his target. He charged with a V-Trigger aimed at Moxley..........























MOXLEY AVOIDED IT AT THE LAST SECOND AND OMEGA SMASHED AJ STYLES WITH THE V-TRIGGER INSTEAD!














Styles went flying through the ropes to the floor!

Omega’s eyes got big as he realized what just happened. Styles grabbed his jaw on the floor and his eyes were filled with anger. Security flooded to the ring, as Moxley slid to the outside – laughing at the chaos he just created.

Moxley yelled a simple message that was heard loud and clear:

See you in the Grand Prix, boys!

Mauro Ranallo went nuts on commentary:

MAMMA MIA! Jon Moxley has just turned the Grand Prix upside down before it’s even begun! Omega, Styles, Moxley – the powder keg is lit!


A video recap aired, highlighting the feud between Candice LeRae & Rachael Ellering vs. Ivelisse & Mercedes Martinez.
  • We see Candice LeRae cheat to beat Ivelisse in a singles match, and her subsequent attack backstage.
  • LeRae recruited Ellering as her “insurance policy”
  • Ivelisse brought in her “best friend” Mercedes Martinez to even up the odds.
  • We see Martinez’s big impact on her debut – laying out LeRae with one punch.
  • The battle lines have been drawn for the tag team match tonight.



Match Four: Candice LeRae & Rachael Ellering vs. Ivelisse & Mercedes Martinez

The fourth match of Ignition was a tag team match between Candice LeRae & Rachael Ellering and Ivelisse & Mercedes Martinez.

The crowd booed Candice LeRae and Rachael Ellering as they arrogantly strutted to the ring. LeRae soaked in the jeers and smirked at the crowd – clad in all black.

Ivelisse and Martinez wasted little time getting to the ring. They got down the ramp quickly and went toe to toe with LeRae and Ellering...they couldn’t wait to get their hands on them. The referee struggled to establish order and demanded both teams get to their respective corners.

As the bell rang, Ivelisse demanded to start with LeRae – her eyes locked in, and her voice was loud and clear:

No where to go. Come get it!

LeRae hesitated. She crept towards the center...then immediately tagged in Ellering with a grin. The crowd groaned, and Paige Knight mocked her on commentary:

She’s about as brave as a vegan at a Georgia BBQ.

Martinez demanded to be tagged in, and the two powerhouses officially started the match. They circled like predators and then locked up hard. They exchanged forearms with heavy thuds. Either woman budged an inch. Martinez threw machine gun chops, but Ellering absorbed them all and came back with a powerful short-arm clothesline.

After a brief exhange, Martinez tagged in Ivelisse. Ivelisse came in hot, throwing fast kicks and driving Ellering into the corner with elbows. LeRae shouted at the Ivelisse from the apron. Ivelisse took Ellering down with a dropkick and demanded that LeRae tag in.

She got her wish. LeRae tagged in.......



And immediately bailed to the outside.

Ivelisse could wait no longer. She gave chase, and LeRae scrambled back inside. Ivelisse followed, and LeRae landed a few cheap shots as Ivelisse slid inside. Ivelisse shook them off and fired back. She landed a spinning back kick and running knee. Ivelisse went for a tornado DDT, but Ellering interfered from the apron, grabbing Ivelisse’s hair and slinging her violently down to the canvas.

This provided the opening for LeRae. She took Ivelisse outside and whipped her into the steel guardrail.

Ellering and LeRae worked quick tags, targeting Ivelisse’s lower back with slams and double teams.

LeRae choked Ivelisse on the ropes and blew sarcastic kisses at the crowd.

Martinez paced the apron and rallied the fans.

LeRae and Ellering went for a double vertical suplex, but Ivelisse finally found an opening.... countering with a double DDT!

Ivelisse slowly crawled to her corner, and made the tag to Mercedes Martinez!

Martinez charged in and ran over LeRae with two lariats. She dropped Ellering with a Saito Suplex.

Martinez hit an overhead belly to belly suplex on LeRae, throwing her halfway across the ring. This drew a big reaction from the crowd!

Martinez moved like a bowling ball made of butcher knives. She clotheslined Ellering over the top to the floor.

LeRae was staggered in the corner – Martinez CRUSHED her with a running corner boot followed by a cannonball!

Martinez hit a butterfly suplex for a 2 count!

With the crowd red hot, Martinez slapped the turnbuckle and tagged Ivelisse back in. Ivelisse climbed to the top and hit a flying crossbody onto LeRae.

Cover!

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Kick Out!

Ivelisse called for the Desert Eagle. She sized up LeRae.........

Ellering jumped to the apron and grabbed Ivelisse by the hair to cut her off! Ivelisse landed a stiff elbow to the jaw to escape her grasp.

Martinez took Ellering off the apron with a running boot, followed by a tope suicida!

Ivelisse exercised weeks of frustration on Candice LeRae, peppering her with palm strikes followed by a question mark kick!

On the outside, Martinez wasn’t done just yet. She charged........

















AND SPEARED ELLERING THROUGH THE GUARDRAIL!






The crowd lost it.

Metal clanged. Bodies sprawled. The barricade was bent and broken.

The referee stuck her head through the ropes momentarily to check on the destruction.

Back inside, Ivelisse raised her fist to signal the end....

That’s when Candice struck.

With the referee’s back turned, LeRae dug into her boot and pulled out a pair of brass knuckles.

Ivelisse charged for the Desert Eagle.....




















BAM!












A vicious shot from the brass knuckles connected flush against the temple!


Candice quickly stuck the knuckles down her top and made the cover, hooking both legs:

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Candice LeRae & Rachael Ellering (9:00)

Match was a bit sloppy in transitions, particularly in the early goings. Some timing issues between Ellering and Martinez on the power sequences. The crowd reacts big with to Martinez' strikes and suplexes.

The primary focus was to enhance Candice LeRae’s manipulative heel character, and Ivelisse plays the role of fiery underdog well. The finish came off clean despite a bit of mistiming with the ringside brawl. Brass knuckles spot landed effectively.

The bell ran, and the crowd jeered in disgust.

Candice LeRae rolled out the ring with a devilish grin and stumbled backwards on the ramp. Martinez and Ellering were still tangled in a mess of bodies and metal. Ivelisse laid flat in the center of the ring, clutching her head – robbed again.

Mauro Ranallo summed it up on commentary:

Candice LeRae is a poision pixie, and she has just struck tonight. She just stole this match!


A vignette aired featuring Salina de la Renta.

The screen faded in from black. Candlelight flickered. The hum of a pipe organ echoed faintly in the background. The silhouette of Salina de la Renta stepped into a wooden confessional booth inside an old cathedral.

She was dressed in black lace, her eyes sharp but unreadable. She crossed herself and then leaned toward the grated panel.

Forgive me, Father...for I have failed.

De la Renta paused. She closed her eyes, steadying her breath.

Not in loyalty. Not in vision.

But in execution.

SummerFest was supposed to be the coronation...the return of the King to his throne.

Claudio Castagnoli was the weapon I forged in blood and fire. My monster.

But even monsters...stumble.

Black and white highlights of Castagnoli being defeated by Omega aired. The V-Triggers. The One Winged Angel.

But failure...is not the end.

No.

Failure is fuel.

It feeds hatred.

It sharpens the blade.

Salina opened her eyes.

I am not here to repent.

I am not here for peace.

I am here to confess my next sin.

I am about to start a war......

Cuts of Castagnoli’s past violence in matches is shown.

The sin is wrath.

And soon...you will all feel it.

We do not forgive.

And we do not fail twice.

Salina slowly stood and exited the confessional. The shot lingered on the empty booth for a moment...until the camera tilted up to the large crucifix hanging above the altar.

Salina’s chilling voice was heard one final time:



A promo from “After SummerFest” aired featuring Deonna Purrazzo.

Purrazzo was seated alone in a steel folding chair backstage at the Scotiabank Arena, still in her gear. Sweat beads were on her forehead. Her taped-up arm was bruised from the war with Nixon Newell. Her eyes were intense – not shaken, but focused. She flexed her fingers and slowly removed the tape from her wrists as she spoke:

I told the world what I was going to do.

I told Nixon Newell that I was coming for her...and I meant it.

I said I’d take her out, and I did.

Surgically.

I broke through the pain. I broke through the fear. Because that’s what happens when you try to end my career.

One down.

Two left.

Diamond...I know how you operate.

Tenille Dashwood...you’re next.

You won’t see me coming, but you’ll feel it when I snap that arm and take you out of this little kingdom you think you rule.

And when I’m done...

Tessa – I'm coming for your crown.

Deonna slowly stood and walked off camera.


Ignition returned with a backstage interview with Melissa Santos and Andrew Everett. Santos said:

Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with Andrew Everett. Andrew, last week things between you and Trevor Lee reached a boiling point. After weeks of tension, Trevor stuck you. Can you talk to us about what’s going through your mind?

Everett exhaled sharply and spoke with intensity but without shouting – raw, real emotion.

You know, Melissa...I’ve been thinking about what to say all week. But the truth is...the time for words is over.

Trevor made that clear when he punched me in the face.

And the crazy thing is...I still love him like a brother.

We started this journey together. Car rides. Empty gyms. Crappy paydays and big dreams. We made the name Carolina Outlaws matter.

But somewhere along the way...Trevor changed. And if he’s decided that the only language he understands now is violence.... fine.

Next week, Charlotte....

The place where it all started twelve years ago – two kids with a dream and no idea what was coming.

I want Trevor Lee in that ring. No apologies. No regrets.

You want to fight, Trevor. Let’s fight where it all began.


Ahead of the main event the announcers ran down the card for next week’s Ignition:
  • Andrew Everett vs. Trevor Lee
  • Four-Way Rookie Showcase: Jungle Boy vs. Myron Reed vs. Ace Austin vs. Sammy Guevara
  • Gallows & Anderson vs. #STRONGHEARTS
  • Jon Moxley In Action
  • Number One Contenders Match: Io Shirai vs. Kay Lee Ray



Match Five: WSW Intercontinental Championship - “The American Nightmare” Cody vs. Adam Cole (c)

The main event of Ignition 200 was a singles match for the Intercontinental Championship between Cody and Adam Cole.



Cody made his entrance, and the crowd erupted. Cody walked on stage, flanked by Diamond Dallas Page, Brandi Rhodes, and Dustin Rhodes. Pyro exploded around them. Cody kissed his wife, and shook the hands of DDP and Dustin before heading down the ramp solo – focused, composed, and ready.

The Intercontinental Champion made his entrance solo. Cole sneered with his signature arrogant swagger; the gleaming Intercontinental Title was around his waist. The Atlanta crowd rained down boos.

The match began with a red hot atmosphere. Both men circled cautiously before locking up. An early grappling exchange yielded a stalemate, neither man wanting to make a false move so early into the match.

A second grappling exchange saw Cody outwrestle Cole, controlling the wrist and floating into a front headlock. Cody hit a crisp drop-down uppercut that popped the crowd.

Cole bailed outside in frustration, pacing and muttering to himself. He re-entered cautiously, but Cody kept up the pressure. He outmaneuvered Cole again on the mat and scored a scoop slam and a vertical suplex that scored an early 2 count.

Cole eventually turned the tide by raking the eyes and landing a sharp kick to the inside of Cody’s thigh, causing the challenger to drop to a knee. Chael Sonnen noted this on commentary:

That’s a smart move by Cole. It’s dangerously close to a low blow, but that’s a legal strike. It will sap all the strength out of the leg.

Cole went to work of the leg, dropping elbows to the inside of the thigh. He mocked the crowd, blowing his nose down on Cody and flipping off the crowd.

Cody rallied back, but as he scaled to the top rope – Cole SHOVED him off, sending Cody crashing down to the floor below.

Cole followed up with precision offense, targeting the leg. He slammed the leg against the apron and hit a dragon screw. Back inside, Cole locked in a modified knee bar. Cody screamed in pain, but he refused to quit and got to the ropes for a break.

Cole stayed methodical, connecting with a Ushigoroshi for a 2 count! Cole screamed at Cody:

You’re not him! You’re not that guy!

Cody fired back with slaps and chops, and the crowd rallied behind him. He created separation, and instinct took over....he NAILED a Disaster Kick, but he hit the move with his injured leg!

Both men collapsed on impact, Cody clutching the leg!

Both men got to their feet at the same time, but Cole nailed a superkick to the knee!


Superkick to the face!

Cole charged for the Last Shot.........












CODY DUCKED!







He grabbed the leg of Cole and transitioned to the Figure Four!


“Whoooooooo” sounded out as Cody cinched in the submission! It was locked on tight!


Cole writhed in agony!


The Intercontinental Champion dug his finger into the cerulean blue match as Cody cinched the submission in tight.

Gritting his teeth, Cole reached out........













The tips of his fingers reached the ropes for a break!


Cody broke the hold, but he stayed on the attack; he went for Cross Rhodes....


Cole countered out and went for a Cross Rhodes of his own.........


Cody countered out.


Cody went for a pump kick, but Cole dodged. Cole fired off a superkick........





















Cody ducked and the referee ATE the superkick!



The crowd gasped as the official collapsed to the mat.


Cody immediately struck with a Cody Cutter!

Fired up, he hit a perfect Cross Rhodes!

Cody covered, but the referee was still down!















The crowd counted: 1.....2......3............4.................













There was no one to count the pin fall!









Cody flopped back onto the mat, staring up at the lights. He had the match won, but the referee was down!

Cole slowly rolled himself to the corner, he slumped out to the floor. Cody went over to check on the referee. Shaking the motionless referee, Cody urged him to get to his feet.

On the outside, Adam Cole grabbed the Intercontinental Title off the timekeeper’s table.

Clutching the gold belt, Adam Cole slipped back into the ring. Cody desperately shook the referee. He stood, turned around...........

















COLE CRACKED CODY IN THE SKULL WITH THE BELT!















Cole tossed the evidence and hit the Last Shot!














Adam Cole dragged the referee over by the collar of his shirt and flopped on top of Cody....





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KICK OUT!






The building EXPLODED!



Cole screamed in disbelief. He pulled himself up and climbed to the middle rope. Cole went for the Panama Sunrise........









He point the finger guns at Cody and jumped.............
















Cody blocked!




He went for the Alabama Slam, but his leg gave out........



This allowed Cole to slip down the back of Cody and roll him up!



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2..........................







Kick Out!


As soon as Cody kicked out, Cole DESTROYED him with bicycle kick!



Cole pulled down his knee pad and screamed:

Say goodnight, sweetheart!

Last Shot...............





















Cody ducked again and countered with the Alabama Slam! Cody hooked Cole.............









CROSS RHODES!











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Winner and NEW Intercontinental Champion: Cody (15:33)

Outstanding professional wrestling match, and the crowd made this feel truly special. Match escalated well, and since we don’t do ref bumps very much – it actually added to the drama of the match.

Great storytelling, and Cody truly feels like a top tier babyface right now.

The crowd erupted as Cody collapsed in the center of the ring. The State Farm Arena was deafening with chants of

CODY, CODY, CODY

The referee presented Cody with the Intercontinental Title, and he clutched the belt to his chest. Brandi, Dustin, and DDP ran down to celebrate. Brandi embraced Cody, Dustin raised his brother’s arm, and DDP hugged him tight.

Mauro Ranallo delivered the final call:

Redemption achieved! Legacy reclaimed! Cody has climbed the mountain, and in front of his hometown crowd, becomes Intercontinental Champion once again!

The final shot of Ignition 200 saw Cody standing triumphantly in the corner, holding the Intercontinental Championship high above his head as the crowd chanted his name.


Results

No.
Results
Stipulation
Time
1​
Death Busters (Dawson & Wilder) def. The Hart Foundation (Teddy Hart & Davey Boy Smith Jr.) (c)​
Tag team match for the WSW World Tag Team Championships​
28:10​
2​
Dr. Britt Baker, D.M.D. def Marti Belle​
Singles match​
2:20​
3​
Alexander Hammerstone def. Brian Pillman Jr.​
Singles match - Finals of Elite 8 Tournament​
7:28​
4​
Candice LeRae & Rachael Ellering def. Ivelisse & Mercedes Martinez​
Tag team match​
9:00​
5​
Cody def. Adam Cole (c)​
Singles match for the WSW Intercontinental Championship​
15:33​
 

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I love the the way you did D.M.D from her fashion and she is a great babyface who will be a star and fantastic promo to make fans who do not know who she is to like her I was thinking what would be nice from Britt to kids in the crowd would be custom made dmd gloves like bret hart did with his pink glasses




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