Respect is Earned

[FGA Office]

MAIN EVENT
FGA Heavyweight Championship Match
(c) Chris Q vs. Sean Sands

As the opening beat of "We Can Make The World Stop" by Glitch Mob hits, the crowd begins to cheer as they await for the very liked face that is Sean Sands. The black curtains are opened and most of the fans can see a man standing behind them. Sean Sands, with his regular in-ring attire, steps out from behind the ring curtains and looks out at the crowd, smiling. He does not stand at the top of the ramp for long, quickly making his way down the ramp. He high fives a few fans along the way and eventually pulls off his t-shirt and either tosses it into the crowd, or hands it to someone in the front row.

Clement: Sean Sands has accomplished a lot in his career. But there is one thing that has always eluded him. And that is the top championship. It has always been within reach, but he was never able to grab it. Will tonight be the night that Sands finally seizes that top prize? Will he be the one to knock Q off of his perch and become the FGA Heavyweight Champion? Or will he become the next in a long line of challengers that tried... and failed?

"The Earths Rotation Around the Sun" begins blasting through the speakers. From the top of the entrance way, Chris Q emerges to an extremely negative reaction. Embracing the negativity from the audience, Chris Q makes his way to the ring while getting into the faces of a few fans. When he gets to the ring, Chris Q slides under the bottom rope and slowly gets to his feet. The fans continue to boo as Chris looks out into the crowd with a cocky smile across his face. Chris Q once again yells at the fans as the music dies down.

Clement: Chris Q has simply run over the competition. Anyone that he's been put into the ring with, he's beaten. And on the rare occasion that he has lost, he has avenged that loss quickly. There is no one that has dominated the competition the way that he has. But has he met his match tonight? Does Sean Sands have what it takes to wrestle that FGA Heavyweight Championship away from the Big Bad? Or will Q do what he has done time and time and time again and win? We will find out tonight. Manny Cruz is standing by with your main event introductions...

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! It is your main event of the evening! And it is for the FGA Heavyweight Championship!

(Cheers and applause can be heard throughout the crowd.)

Cruz: Introducing first, the challenger! From Cincinnati, Ohio! Weighing in at 215 pounds..... SEAN SANDS!

Crowd: SANDS! SANDS! SANDS! SANDS! SANDS!

Cruz: And his opponent, from Lone Oak, Texas! Weighing in at 241 pounds! He is the reigning, defending FGA Heavyweight Champion! He is the self-proclaimed "Big Bad of FGA"..... CHRIS Q!

(Chris Q raises his belt high to tremendous heat from the crowd. Q hands the ref over to the ref. The ref shows it to Sands before raising high to cheers from the crowd. After handing the belt off to the time keeper, he calls for the bell.)

The bell sounds as both men make their way to the center of the ring. After staring each other down, Chris Q tries getting in the head of Sean Sands as he talks down to him to his face. But Sands just stares a hole right through him to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Sean Sands refuses to be intimidated by Chris Q. He's not letting Chris get into his head...

Q steps back and begins to circle the ring. Sands does the same. The two men inch closer towards each other and lock up. After jockeying for position, Q shoves Sands back, sending Sands stumbling into the ropes to boos from the crowd. Sands makes his way off the ropes and circles the ring. He inches closer to Q before locking up with him. After jockeying for position, Q shoves Sands down to the canvas to boos from the crowd. Sands rolls up onto his knees and stares back at Q.

Clement: Chris Q lets Sands know that he can't overpower him.

Grayson: Of course he can't. Just look at the two. So what the heck is Sands doing?

Sands gets back up to his feet, goes over and locks up with Q. Sands quickly places him in a side headlock. But Q shoves Sands off of him and into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Q knocks him down with a standing shoulderblock to boos from the crowd.

Clement: And again, Q sends Sands crashing back down to the canvas.

Grayson: You mean like how he's going to send Sands crashing off the ladder?

Sands rolls away from Q and gets back up to his feet. He makes his way over towards Q and goes for a collar and elbow tie up. But Q ducks the lock up and applies a waistlock from behind. Sands then reaches back and elbows him in the face to cheers from the crowd. Once Sands breaks free, he runs back into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Q throws a clothesline. But Sands ducks and runs into the ropes. When Sands comes back, he goes for a running shoulderblock. But Q braces himself and knocks down Sands with a standing shoulderblock. The crowd boos.

Grayson: I don't know what Sands is going for here. But he needs to switch up the strategy quick...

Sands turns over and slaps the canvas in frustration. After he gets back up to his feet, he inches closer to Q before locking up with him. After jockeying for position, Q moves Sands into the corner. After pressing Sands against the turnbuckles, the ref goes over and tell him to break it up by the count of five.

Ref: ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR...

Q slowly lets go, before lunging into the corner for a cheap shot. But Sands moves out of the way. When Q turns around, the crowds cheers as Sands delivers a series of knife-edge chops. He brings Q from out of the corner and goes for an irish whip. But Q reverses, sending Sands into the ropes. When Sands comes back, he slides through Q's legs. When Q turns around, Sands pushes himself up and throws out a kick. Q catches his foot and then turns Sands away from him. He quickly grabs Sands from behind and goes for a belly to back suplex. But Sands rolls over his shoulder, lands on his feet and then runs into the ropes. When Q turns around, Sands knocks him down with a clothesline to cheers from the crowd. As Q gets up, Sands runs back into the ropes. When he comes back, he knocks down Q with another clothesline to cheers from the crowd. As Q gets up, Sands runs into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Q side steps, grabs him from the side, runs and tosses him over the top rope to boos from the crowd...

Grayson: There goes Sands...

… but the boos turn to cheers as Sands grabs a hold of the top rope with both hands. Q turns around and sees this, so he charges at Sands and goes for a baseball slide to the back. But Sands “skins the cat,” pulling himself over the top rope & back into the ring as Q slides to the outside. When Q gets up and turns around, Sands leaps through the ropes and knocks him down with a suicide dive. The crowd cheers as Sands mounts himself on top of Q and hammers away with right hands.

Clement: Sands outsmarts Q. And now look at him take it to the Big Bad!

Sands picks up Q and rolls him back into the ring. As Sands rolls himself back in, Q immediately pounces on him to boos from the crowd.

Grayson: And there goes Chris Q, right back on the attack!

Q picks up Sands and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Sands around, Q lights up his chest with a series of knife edge chops. He takes Sands by the wrist to whip him into the opposite corner. But Sands uses his right hand to hang on to the ropes. So Q tugs at his arm again. But Sands continues to hang on to the top rope. To cheers from the crowd. But the cheers turn to boos as Q nails Sands with a kick to the midsection. He then takes Sands and whips him into the opposite corner. Q runs across the ring. But he runs right into an elbow to cheers from the crowd. After stumbling back, Q runs back into the corner. But this time, Sands leans back and gives him a boot to the face. The crowd cheers. After stumbling back, Q runs back towards the corner. But Sands runs out and cuts him off with a spinning heel kick. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover.

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Q kicks out.

Clement: The quick cover only gets two...

As Sands picks him up, Q quickly brings him down with a double leg takedown.

Grayson: And Q is right back on Sands! Every time that Sands tries to build off of something, Chris Q is right there to take him back down.

Clement: And that's got to be frustrating the challenger...

Q mounts himself on top of Sands and hammers away with rights and lefts to the face. He then gets up, grabs Sands by the hair, yanks him back up to his feet and nails him with a knee strike to the midsection. He then knocks Sands down with a clubbing shot to the back of the neck. Sands gets up on all fours, but Q nails him with a punt kick to the ribs; the crowd boos. Sands slowly gets back up on all fours. But Q runs over and delivers another punt kick to the ribs, knocking him over onto his back. Q drops down and makes the cover.

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Sands kicks out.

Clement: The cover by Chris Q only gets two...

As Q picks up Sands, sands quickly reaches up and delivers a kneeling jawbreaker to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: And now Sands is right back on offensive! These two will not stay down. They aren't letting their opponent gain any sort of advantage or momentum...

As Q stumbles back, Sands gets up and runs into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Q goes for a running clothesline. But Sands ducks. Both men run into the opposite set of ropes. When they come back, Q knocks him down with a cross body block to boos from the crowd.

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Sands kicks out.

Clement: The hard cross body only gets two. Thus far, this has been pretty even down the middle. What does Sands have to do to win this match?

Grayson: Hope and pray. At this point in time, you would think that a scouting report would have been made on Chris Q with all of his weaknesses. But with his track record and the competition that he's faced and dominated, he appears to be nearly unbeatable. For Sands, tonight better be the right place and the right time because if it's not, he's not winning anything.

Clement: And what about Chris Q? What does the champion need to do to retain?

Grayson: Keep Sands grounded. Maybe take out one of his legs. But he should definitely use his size and strength advantage to push Sands around the ring. You know, really grind him into the mat.

Q picks up Sands and nails him with a forearm strike, sending him stumbling into the ropes. But Sands bounces off the ropes, comes back and connects with a shoot kick to the leg. The crowd cheers. But the cheers turn to boos as Q connects with another forearm strike to the face. This time, knocking Sands down. As Q picks up sands, Sands shoves him away from him. When Q comes back, Sands delivers another shoot kick to the leg... and another... and another. The crowd cheers. Sands then goes for a roundhouse kick, but Q ducks and knocks him down from behind with a falling clothesline.

Clement: Chris Q really clocked Sands from behind with that one...

The crowd boos as he turns Sands over and makes the cover.

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Sands gets his shoulder up.

Q picks up Sands and whips him into the ropes. But instead of bouncing back, Sands hooks his arms around the top ropes. Q then charges at Sands. But Sands ducks the oncoming charge and dumps Q over the top rope. Q hangs onto the top rope and lands safely on the apron. But Sands runs into the corner, springboards onto the middle turnbuckle, rebounds back and connects with the Lip Buster, knocking Q off the apron and to the floor. The crowd cheers.

Clement: Chris Q got caught right in the mouth with that hard kick.

Grayson: And he might end up being caught with something else...

Sands then begins to climb the turnbuckles as Q gets up on the outside. When Q turns around, Sands leaps off and knocks him down with a flying cross body block. The crowd cheers.

Clement: Sands takes it to the air and brings the Big Bad down with that high cross body! And these fans here in the Ted Reeve Arena are firmly behind the challenger...

Crowd: SANDS! SANDS! SANDS! SANDS! SANDS!

Sands picks up Q and rolls him back into the ring. After rolling himself back in, he makes the cover.

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Q gets his shoulder up.

Sands picks up Q and goes for an irish whip. But Q reverses, sending Sands into the corner. Q charges across the ring and connects with a corner body avalanche to boos from the crowd. He steps back and begins hammering away with rights and lefts to the midsection.

Grayson: Here we go!

Clement: And this is not where Sands wanted to be. He's trapped in the corner. And Chris Q is just swinging away, hammering him with those organ-rattling rights and lefts to the body.

As Sands begins to cover up, Q shifts targets and unleashes a series of clubbing forearms to the sides of the head.

Grayson: Look at the way Sands' head is bouncing around. I'm surprised he's not out on his feet yet...

Sands begins to slump down in the corner as Q throws forearm strike... after forearm strike.... after forearm strike at his head. But Q isn't done yet. He picks up Sands and blasts him with a headbutt, sending him right back down in the corner. The crowd boos as Q reaches down and chokes Sands. He pulls down on the top rope for leverage. The ref gives him until the count of five to break the hold.

Ref: ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR...

Q lets go. He reaches down, grabs Sands by his hair with both hands and pulls him back up to his feet. He then takes Sands by the hair and launches him towards the center of the ring. The crowd boos as Sands arches his back in pain. Q then crouches down, waiting patiently for Sands to get up. When Sands gets up and turns around, Q charges from out of the corner and goes for a lariat. But Sands ducks. When Q turns around....

Clement: PELE!

The crowd cheers as Q stumbles into the ropes. Sands then gets up to his feet and runs into the ropes. When Sands comes back, he charges full steam ahead at Q. But Q ducks and back body drops Sands over the top rope and to the floor. The crowd cheers as the thud from the impact can be heard throughout the arena.

Clement: Good God what a fall to the outside that was!

Grayson: He may be hurt worse than Pooler...

Q rolls to the outsides. He sizes up Sands as Sands tries to pull himself up using the edge of the apron. Q then charges at Sands, delivers a double leg pick up, runs and rams him back-first into the barricade. The crowd boos as Sands yells out in pain. Sands drops to his knees as he continues to cringe in pain. Meanwhile, Q walks down the ringside area. He then stops, turns around and sees Sands trying to stand back up. He then charges down the ringside area and tackles Sands into the barricade. The crowd boos as Sands slowly slides down the side of the barricade.

Clement: Jesus, Chris!

Grayson: Something tells me he doesn't feel any remorse for Sands. Just a guess...

Q stands up and barks down insults at him. When Sands doesn't respond, Q slaps him across the face. Q barks more insults at Sands. When Sands doesn't respond, Q slaps him across the face again. He then reaches down, grabs two handfuls of hair and yanks Sands back up to his feet. After bringing Sands into position, Q delivers a powerbomb onto the floor. The crowd boos as Sands arches his back in pain.

Clement: Jesus!

Grayson: That's what Sands is probably saying in his head. "Jesus, why did I have to b so stupid and challenge Chris Q."

But Q isn't done yet. He picks Sands back up, lifts him up, turns and powerbombs Sands against the edge of the apron. The crowd boos as Sands bounces off the apron and tumbles to the floor.

Grayson: He's hurt, Kev. He's hurt bad...

Q picks him up, rolls him back into the ring, rolls himself back in, drags him away from the ropes and makes the cover.

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TH-NO! Sands gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Q picks up Sands and whips him hard into the corner. Sands cringes in pain as he slowly drops down to his knees. Q marches across the ring, picks Sands up and launches him across the ring with a hip toss. The crowd boos as Sands holds his back in pain. Q marches over, picks up Sands and whips him hard into the opposite corner. So hard that Q himself falls after the irish whip. After his back collides with the turnbuckles, Sands falls face-first to the canvas. The crowd boos as Sands groans in immense pain. Q goes over, grabs Sands by the hair and drags him into position. He then makes his way into the corner. After placing his foot on the bottom turnbuckle, Q looks around at the booing crowd.

Clement: He's not going up top...

Grayson: Oh yes he is!

He continues to ascend to the top turnbuckle. He then smiles before connecting with a moonsault across Sands' back. The crowd boos as Q turns him over and makes the cover.

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TH-NO! Sands gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: What!?

Q picks up Sands and places him in a bear hug. Sands can be seen cringing in pain as the crowd boos. The ref asks if Sands if he wants to quit. But Sands is barely able to stand. He declines to quit. Once he hears this, Q squeezes tighter, causing Sands to scream in pain. The ref asks Sands if he wants to quit. But Sands is barely able to shake his head. So Q begins to violently shake Sands from side to side as the crowd boos. He then cinches in the hold again. Q can be seen cringing as he squeezes as tight as he possibly can. The ref asks Sands if he wants to give up. But Sands doesn't respond. So the ref asks him again if he wants to quit. But again, there's no response as Sands appears to be out of his feet. So the ref raises his arm... and it falls. The ref raises his arm a second time..... and again, it falls. The ref raises Sands' arm for a third time.... and it falls... NO! It doesn't fall out of the way. It shoots back up to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: WHAT!?

Clement: His arm didn't fall! It stayed up! There's still some fight left in Sean Sands!

Grayson: How!?

Q's eyes widen with shock as he can’t believe what he's just heard. He asks the ref for clarification. Once the ref tells him, Q shakes his head in disbelief. The crowd cheers as Sands begins to shake his arms. He continues to feed off the energy of the crowd. Sands then begins to punch Q in the face to cheers from the crowd. He then moves his arms back... only to nail Q in the ears with a bell clap. The crowd cheers as Q breaks the hold to cover his ears. After taking a second to regroup, Sands runs into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Q throws him down with a spinebuster to boos from the crowd.

Grayson: BAM! It's over...

Q rolls across Sands and hooks the leg.

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THR-NO! Sands reverses into a grounded crucifix pin...

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Q kicks out.

Both men try to be the first to their feet. But Q beats him to the punch and throws out a kick to the midsection. After Sands doubles over, Q turns him around and delivers the Cracker-Jack to boos from the crowd. While Sands arches his back in pain, Q grabs him by the legs and turns him over into a Boston Crab. The crowd boos.

Clement: Chris Q has the Boston Crab locked on tight. And he's got it applied smack dab in the middle of the ring.

Grayson: Okay, NOW it's over!

The ref asks Sands if he wants to quit. But Sands refuses to quit. So Q pulls back, increasing the pressure to boos from the crowd. The ref asks Sands if he wants to give up. But again, Sands refuses to quit.

Grayson: How is he not quitting!?

Clement: Sands has come too far to quit. He'd rather pass out than quit. He'd rather get knocked out than quit. But as long as there's still breath in his body, Sands isn't quitting.

Grayson: Well, I'm sure Chris Q will gladly take care of that...

Q pulls back, causing Sands to scream in pain. The ref asks Sands if he wants to give up. But Sands refuses to quit. He then puts his palms down on the canvas and slowly pushes himself up to cheers from the crowd.

Crowd: SANDS! SANDS! SANDS! SANDS! SANDS!

Q shakes his head in disbelief as Sands tries to crawl towards the ropes. He reaches out.... but he's nowhere close.

Grayson: He'll never make it. Just give up!

Q keeps the hold locked on. But Sands continues to crawl to safety. He reaches out.... but barely misses the ropes. Sands then pulls himself closer.... and grabs the bottom rope to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: He did it! He made it to the ropes!

Q picks up Sands and whips him into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Q bends over to set up a back body drop. But Sands counters with a high knee lift to cheers from the crowd. As Q stumbles back, Sands runs over, leaps up and plants him with Face Meets Mat to cheers from the crowd. But instead of going for the cover, Sands can be seen holding his back in pain.

Grayson: He can't even make the cover. His back is too messed up. He should have just quit when he had the chance!

After slowly getting back up, Sands picks up Q and goes for a brianbuster. But Sands drops Q and drops to his knee. He quickly holds his back to boos from the crowd. Q then gets up, deadlifts Sands up from the side and goes for a gutwrench powerbomb. But Sands counters with a hurricanrana to cheers from the crowd. He turns over and makes the cover.

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Q gets his shoulder up.

Clement: ONLY TWO!

Sands picks up Q tosses him through the ropes and onto the apron. As Q gets up on the apron, Sands runs over and delivers a slingshot DDT onto the apron to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Sands just planted Q head-first onto the apron! And now both men look worse for wear!

The crowd continues to cheer as Q clutches his head in pain. Meanwhile, Sands tries to pull himself up using the edge of the apron. After rolling back into the ring, Sands slowly gets back up. As Q gets up on the outside, Sands runs into the ropes. When Sands comes back, he runs forward, leaps through the ropes and connects with a suicide dive from behind... driving Q face-first into the edge of the barricade. The crowd cheers as Q goes down and cover his head in pain.

Clement: What a dive by Sands! Hurt back and all!

As Sand picks him up, Q appears to be busted open over his right eye. After Sands rolls him into the ring, Sands climbs up onto the apron and then climbs up onto the top rope. Once Q gets up and turns around, Sands leaps off and connects with a diving cross body block to cheers from the crowd. But the cheers turn to boos as Q rolls through it, gets up to his feet while still cradling Sands and hoists him up across his shoulders.

Clement: Oh no!

Grayson: Oh yes! Chris Q is about to crush him with The Compactor!

The crowd boos as Q has Sands set up for The Compactor. But the boos turn to cheers as Sands repeatedly elbows him in the side of the head. After slipping down from behind, Sands leaps up....

Clement: SAND ATTACK!

Grayson: No...

Clement: SAND ATTACK! Sands hit him with the Sand Attack!

Crowd: SANDS! SANDS! SANDS! SANDS! SANDS!

The crowd cheers after Sands hit the Sand Attack. But instead of making the cover, Sands stays on the canvas as he arches his back in pain. With both men down, the ref starts his count.

Ref: ONE... TWO... THREE...

Both men continue to stay down...

Ref: ......... FOUR................. FIVE................ SIX..............

Sands starts to move around to cheers from the crowd....

Ref: ...................... SEVEN...................... EIGHT......................

As Sands slowly turns over to drape his arm across Q's chest, Q turns over onto his stomach. The crowd boos.

Grayson: What ring awareness by Chris Q! That's why he's the champ. He knows where he is and what the situation is at all times...

Both men slowly get up. Sands connects with several shoot kicks to the chest. Sands throws another kick. But Q catches his foot and throws him down with a dragonscrew legwhip. The crowd boos. Q then picks up Sands, scoops him up across his shoulders....

Clement: COMPACTOR!

Grayson: Thanks for coming, Sands...

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THRE-NO! Sands kicks out.

Grayson: WHAT!?

Sands: HE KICKED OUT!? SANDS KICKED OUT!

Q gets up on his knees and looks as if he's seen someone from beyond the grave. He looks up at the ref and holds up three fingers with both hands. But the ref confirms his worst fears – Sands kicked out. Q begins slapping the canvas in frustration.

Once Q snaps out of it, he slowly gets back up to his feet. He turns around and sees Sands slowly pulling himself up using the ropes. So Q marches over, grabs Sands by the hair from behind and drags him back towards the center of the ring. The crowd boos as Q begins yanking Sands by the hair as he taunts him. Q then goes to take Sands' head off with a lariat. But Sands ducks, jumps up from behind....

Clement: SAND ATTACK!

Clement: GAH!

The crowd cheers as Sands rolls out onto the apron. After pulling himself up using the ropes, Sands climbs the turnbuckles. Once he gets to the top, Sands leaps off and connects with the Sand Drop to cheers from the crowd. After Sands arches his back in pain, he turns over and makes the cover...

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THREE!

"We Can Make The World Stop" blasts over the PA to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner... and NEW Frontier Grappling Arts Heavyweight Champion, SEAN SANDS!

Sands gets up on his knees. He looks around in shock. He hears his music playing. He sees the fans cheering. But he can't believe it... until the ref hands him the FGA Heavyweight Championship belt. Sands clutches the belt and falls back on the canvas to cheers from the crowd.

Crowd: SANDS! SANDS! SANDS! SANDS! SANDS!

Clement: NEW CHAMPION! WE'VE GOT A NEW CHAMPION!

Sands slowly gets up to his feet. The ref raises Sands' arm in the air to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: I can't believe it...

Clement: I can't believe it, either. But we've got a new champion! Sean Sands has beaten Chris Q to become the FGA Heavyweight Champion!

Sands limps into the corner. After gingerly climbing up onto the middle turnbuckle, he raises his newly won FGA Heavyweight Championship belt to a standing ovation from the crowd...