MAIN EVENT
FGA Heavyweight Championship Match
(c) Sean Sands vs. Chris Q
"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
Cruz: The following contest is your main event of the evening and it is for the FGA Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, from Lone Oak, Texas! Weighing in at 241 pounds! He is the "Big Bad of FGA"... CHRIS Q!
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. He raises his "FGA Heavyweight Championship belt" to boos from the crowd.
Grayson: Isn't this weird?
Clement: Isn't what weird?
Grayson: That they would bring out the champion first?
Clement: For the last time, Chris Q lost his championship.... to Sean Sands.... fair and square.... at Respect is Earned. If Chris Q wants to be viewed as a legitimate champion, then all he has to do is defeat Sean Sands.
As the opening beat of "Rise" by Skillet 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.
Cruz: And his opponent, from Cincinnati, Ohio! Weighing in at 225 pounds! He is the reigning.... defending.... FGA Heavyweight Champion.... SEAN SANDS!
He raises his FGA Heavyweight Championship before 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: And here comes the REAL FGA Heavyweight Champion, Sean Sands. Sands has been called a pretender. He's had to listen to people criticize his championship win. But I know one thing. Sands didn't need three other people to defeat Chris Q. Sands did it by himself in the middle of that ring. And that is something that no one has been able to do. And he may very well do it again here tonight.
The bell sounds as Chris Q immediately tries to clothesline Sands. But Sands ducks. When Q turns around, Sands unloads with a series of right hands to the face. But Q cuts him off with a knee strike to the midsection, garnering boos from the crowd. He then grabs Sands and hoists him into the corner. Q lunges into the corner. But again, Sands moves out of the way. When Q turns around, Sands slaps the taste out of his mouth to cheers from the crowd. He then mudhole stomps Q down into the corner. Sands reaches down and chokes Q with his foot. He pulls down on the top rope for leverage as the ref gives him until the count of five to break the hold.
Ref: ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR....
Sands lets go. He stops towards the center of the ring, only to turn around, dart back into the corner and connects with a dropkick to cheers from the crowd.
Clement: Sean Sands has not backed down from the Big Bad. In fact he's been the aggressor, taking it to Chris Q.
Grayson: This has been the more aggressive side of Sands that we've seen lately. But will it cost him the win and the title?
Sands then drags Q from out of the corner before making the cover.
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Chris Q kicks out.
As Sands picks up Q, Q delivers a double leg pick up, runs and rams him back-first into the corner. The crowd boos as Q begins to hammer away with clubbing shots to the head and back. He then takes Sands and whips him into the opposite corner. But Sands springboards onto the second rope and knocks down an oncoming Q with the Lip Buster to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.
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Chris Q kicks out.
Clement: Another two count for Sands. Thus far, Sands has had an answer for everything that Chris Q has thrown at him.
Grayson: Did you hear what you just said? "Thus far." Sands is in the driver's seat, I'll give him that much. But how long will he be able to keep it up?
Sands picks up Q 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 gets up to his feet and rattles off a series of snapping jabs to the face. He then goes for a roundhouse kick. Q ducks, grabs Sands from behind and lifts I up for a belly to back suplex. But Sands rolls over Q's shoulder and lands on his feet. He then grabs Q from behind, runs and tosses him through the ropes and to the floor. As Q gets up on the outside, Sands runs into the ropes. When Sands comes back, he charges forward and knocks him down with a suicide dive to cheers from the crowd.
Clement: What a maneuver by Sands, knocking down the former champion. And Sands has got this raucous New York crowd firmly on his side.
Grayson: Who cares who he's got on his side? Just like I said about Rowan and Riley earlier, the only one who can win this match is Sands. Who cares what these idiots think?
Sands picks up Q and slams his head onto the apron. He then takes Q and rams him back-first into the barricade. Sands reaches back and unleashes a series of stinging chops to the midsection. He then takes Q and rolls him back into the ring. Q gets up to his feet as Sands climbs up onto the apron. Sands goes for a springboard maneuver. But Q clocks him in mid jump with a right hand, sending Sands tumbling to the floor. The crowd boos as Sands cringes in pain.
Grayson: Down goes Sands! I'm sorry, you were saying something, Kevin?
Q rolls back to the outside. He picks up Sands, hoists him up into a bear hug position, runs and rams him back-first into the ring post. The crowd boos as Q rolls Sands back inside. After rolling himself back in, Q makes the cover.
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Sands gets his shoulder up.
Q picks up Sands and nails him with a headbutt, sending Sands stumbling into the corner. Q makes his way into the corner and unleashes a combination of rights and lefts to the midsection. He then measures up Sands before delivering a series of elbow strikes to the face. He then takes Sands and whips him into the opposite corner. Q run across the ring, but he runs right into an elbow to the face. The crowd cheers as Q stumbles back. After shaking off the blow, Q runs back into the corner. But again, he catches an elbow to the face as the crowd cheers. As Q stumbles back, Sands runs from out of the corner. But Q ducks the oncoming charges and counters with a back body drop. But somehow, Sands lands on his feet to cheers from the crowd.
Clement: What a display of agility by Sands there to land on his feet after the back body drop attempt!
Grayson: How did he do that?
Sands runs into the ropes as Q turns around. When Sands comes back, he knocks Q down with the Sands Kick to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.
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Chris Q gets his shoulder up.
Clement: Chris Q gets his shoulder up after getting clocked by that Sands Kick. I'm surprised he had the wherewithal to get his shoulder up.
Grayson: Chris Q wants to beat the hell out of Sands and reclaim what is his. A kick to the face isn't going to kick the Big Bad down.
Sands picks up Q and nails him with three punches to the face. He then takes Q and goes for an irish whip. But Q reverses, sending Sands into the ropes. When Sands comes back, he connects with a cross body block. But he connects with so much momentum that Q rolls through it and gets back up to his feet. The crowd boos as Q walks around the ring with Sands is his clutches. He then looks into the hard camera before delivering a fallaway slam. The crowd boos as Sands rolls across the ring in pain.
As Sands gets up on all fours, Q runs over and delivers a punt kick to the ribs, sending Sands rolling out onto the apron. As Q goes to pick up Sands, Sands delivers a guillotine drop across the top rope to cheers from the crowd. While Q is stunned, Sands climbs back up onto the apron, delivers a shoulder thrust through the ropes and goes for a sunset flip. The crowd cheers as Q swings his arms wildly. He tries his hardest to regain his balance.
Clement: Sands almost has him. He's gonna fall, Evan!
Once Chris Q regains his balance, he lunges down, grabs Sands by the neck with both hands and yanks him back up to his feet. After shaking Sands by the neck like a rag doll, Q hoists him over the top rope and to the floor. The crowd boos as Q circles the ring, saluting the crowd with his middle fingers. On the outside, Sands cringes as he holds his back in pain.
Clement: Chris Q with no regard for Sands at all with that throw!
Grayson: Why should he? I'm glad he flung Sands to the outside like that trash that he is.
As Sands slowly pulls himself back up using the apron, Q goes over and delivers a stop to the fingers. He then reaches through the ropes, grabs Sands by the hair and yanks him back up onto the apron. After reaching over the top rope and grabbing Sands, Q lifts him up for a vertical suplex. The crowd boos as he walks away from the ropes. But Q walks right back towards them and throws Sands down with a front suplex across the top rope. The crowd boos as Sands dangles helplessly across the ropes. Q then bounces into the ropes. When he comes back, he runs over and connects with a high knee lift, sending Sands falling off the top rope and tumbling back to the floor. The crowd boos as Q continues to impose his will on the champion.
Clement: Sands was in firm control of this match early on. He took the fight to Q in ways that I've never seen anyone do it. But the momentum has quickly swung in the opposite direction. And now, Sands is at the mercy of the Big Bad.
Grayson: It was only a matter of time until his true colors showed. Sands is a fine talent. But he's not in Chris Q's league. And he's showing you why right now.
Q rolls to the outside. After putting the boots to Sands, Q lifts him up, knees him in the midsection and rolls him back into the ring. After rolling himself back in, Q gets caught with a kick to the ribs by Sands. The crowd cheers. Sands then picks up Q and goes for an irish whip. But Q reverses, sending Sands into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Q throws out a clothesline. But Sands ducks and runs into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Q goes for a back elbow to the face. But again, Sands ducks and runs into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Q cuts him off with a cross body block to boos from the crowd...
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Sands gets his shoulder up.
Q picks up Sands by the arm, wrings the arm and then knocks him down with a short-arm clothesline. The crowd boos as Q heads into the ropes. When Q comes back, he connects with a jumping elbow drop to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.
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Sands gets his shoulder up.
Clement: Another nearfall for the former champion. If Sands wants to keep his title, he's got to do something and fast.
Grayson: There's nothing he can do. You said it yourself. He's at the mercy of Chris Q.
Q picks up Sands and nails him with a knee to the midsection. He then swats Sands down with a clubbing shot to the back. Sands tries to get up on all fours. But Q delivers a jumping stomp to the back of the head. The crowd boos as Sands clutches his head in pain. Q then reaches down, picks up Sands by his hair and then knees him in the midsection. Q then sets up Sands for a piledriver. But Sands counters with a double leg takedown followed by a jackknife pin.....
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Chris Q kicks out.
Clement: Sands tried to steal this match just like he stole that belt. I see what he's doing...
As both men scramble to get up, Q is the first to his feet. He quickly lunges over, grabs Sands by the hair and throws him down with a mat slam to boos from the crowd. Q goes back over, picks up Sands and whips him into the corner. Q charges into the corner and connects with a clothesline. He then turns around and goes for a running bulldog from out of the corner. But Sands shoves Q off of him and into the ropes. When Q comes back, Sands knocks him down with a spinning heel kick to cheers from the crowd.
Clement: Sands caught him right in the face with that spinning kick. This could be it......
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Chris Q gets his shoulder up.
Sands picks up Q and goes for a vertical suplex. But Q blocks the move. After a punch to the ribs, Q goes for a vertical suplex of his own. But Sands blocks it. After a knee to the midsection, Sands takes him down with a neckbreaker to cheers from the crowd. While Q is down, Sands steps through the ropes and makes his way up to the top turnbuckle. But Q quickly rushes over and shoves sands' legs out from under him. Sands slips, falls and winds up crotched on the top turnbuckle to boos from the crowd. After climbs up onto the top ropes, Q grabs Sands, lifts him up and delivers a superplex to boos from the crowd.
Grayson: A superplex? That's it, it's over....
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Sands gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd. Q looks up at the ref and holds up three fingers. But the ref just shakes his head.
Q picks up Sands and throws him down hard with a scoop slam. He then heads into the corner before climbing the turnbuckles. But once Q gets to the top, Sands rushes over and shoves Q off.
Grayson: OH NO!
Q falls off the top turnbuckle and crashes against the barricade to cheers from the crowd. Q goes down, holding his face in pain.
Clement: Chris Q with the hard fall to the outside! I wouldn't be surprised if that knocked out a couple teeth.
After rolling to the outside, Sands goes over and picks up a steel chair. The crowd cheers as Sands holds the chair up high.
Clement: What is he going to do with that?
Grayson: Get himself disqualified again like a coward...
Sands goes over into the corner, folds open the chair and sits it down. He then takes Q, sits him in the chair and then nails him with a loud roundhouse kick. While Q is dazed in the chair, Sands climbs up onto the apron. After walking along the apron, Q runs across it, leaps off and connects with a dropkick in the corner to cheers and applause from the crowd. Q slowly slips out of the chair.
Clement: What a flying dropkick by Sean Sands!
Grayson: Chris Q looks out of it. This isn't good, Kevin!
Sands picks up Q and whips him hard into the other end of the barricade. After sizing up Q, Sands runs along ringside and connects with the Sands Kick, knocking Q over the guard rail and into the crowd. The crowd cheers as Q appears to be all but out of it.
Clement: And over the guard rail goes the Big Bad!
Sands rolls back into the ring.
Grayson: Great. So first he tried to get DQ'd. Now, he's trying to win the match by count out.
Clement: He is not!
As Q can be seen slowly picking himself up into the crowd, Sands heads into the corner. Sands then springboards onto the top turnbuckle, leaps off and connects with a diving cross body block into the crowd, knocking Q down to cheers and applause.
Grayson: No, no, no!
Clement: Sands takes it to the air and into the crowd with that risky cross body block.
Sands gets up to cheers from the crowd. He then picks up Q and dumps him over the barricade. After climbing over the barricade, Sands picks up Q and rolls him back into the ring. After rolling himself back in, he makes the cover.
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THR-NO!
Chris Q gets his foot on the bottom rope; the crowd boos as Q just barely beats the three count.
Clement: Chris Q was lest that a second away from losing this match.
Grayson: It doesn't matter. Even after all of that, after all that Sands has thrown at him, Q still finds a way to keep going.
Sands picks up Q and whips him into the ropes. When Q comes back, Sands nearly takes his head off with a bicycle kick to cheers from the crowd. With Q down, Sands turns and points to the top rope. The crowd cheers. So Sands steps through the ropes and makes his way up the turnbuckles.
Clement: This could be it, Evan. You know what comes next. If he hits the Sand Drop, Sands is going to walk out with his title...
Once Sands reaches the top, he goes for the Sand Drop. But Q rolls out f the way, causing Sands to land back-first onto the canvas. The crowd boos as Sands can be seen writhing in pain.
Grayson: And he misses, just like I knew he would!
After Q pulls himself up using the ropes, he goes over and picks up Sands. After pressing Sands up above his head, Q runs across the ring and throws Sands over the top rope. Sands bounces off the apron before hitting the floor.
Clement: Chris Q just flung Sands over the top rope and into the barricade.
Grayson: That's it. There's no way Sands is getting up from that...
Q rolls to the outside. He picks up Sands, lifts him up and throws him down with a powerbomb across the apron. The crowd boos as Sands bounces off the apron and falls to the floor. Q picks him back up and rolls him back into the ring. Q then rolls himself back in before making the cover.
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THRE-NO!
Sands gets his foot on the bottom rope to cheers from the crowd. So Q gets up, drags Sands back towards the center of the ring and makes the cover.
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Sands gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.
Grayson: HOW!? How did he get his shoulder up?
Q picks up Sands and whips him into the corner. He then charges across the ring and connects with a clothesline to boos from the crowd. Q grabs Sands and whips him into the opposite corner. He then charges across the ring. But Q runs right into a boot to the face to cheers from the crowd. As Q turns and stumbles away from the corner, Sands hoists himself up onto the middle ropes, jumps off and brings him down with a diving backbreaker to cheers from the crowd.
Sands crawls over and makes the cover.
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Chris Q gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.
Clement: Both of these men are digging deep. They're throwing everything at each other. But only one of these men is going to walk out with the championship....
Sands picks up Q, knees him in the midsection and then takes him down with a Fame Asser to cheers from the crowd. He then gets up and slowly steps through the ropes. As Sands begins to climb the turnbuckles, Q gets back up and heads into the corner. He then grabs Sands and slams him down towards the center of the ring. The crowd boos as Sands arches his back in pain.
Q walks across the ring before setting up Sands for a Boston Crab. The crowd boos as Q looks to put the match away. But the boos turn to cheers as Sands counters into a modified small package....
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Chris Q kicks out
As both men get up, Q nails Sands with a knee to the midsection. He then turns Sands around, grabs him and delivers the Cracker-Jack to boos from the crowd. As Sands lays in pain, Q gets up and makes his way into the corner. After climbing up to the top turnbuckle, Q goes for a moonsault....
…. but Sands moves out of the way to cheers from the crowd.
Grayson: OH NO!
Clement: He missed it! He missed the moonsault!
With both men down, the ref starts his count.
Ref: ONE...... TWO............. THREE............. FOUR........
Sands turns over onto his side as Q remains face down on the canvas.
Ref: ….................. FIVE......................... SIX.........................
Sands gets up on one knee as Q slowly pushes himself up onto his knees.
Ref: …...................... SEVEN............................... EIGHT......................
Sands runs over and nails Q with a roundhouse kick to cheers from the crowd. After Q falls to the canvas, Sands falls on top of him and makes the cover.
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Chris Q gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.
Sands picks up Q and goes for an irish whip. But Q reverses, sending Sands into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Q bends over to set up a back body drop. But Sands stops and kicks Q square in the face. Once Q stands up, Sands plants him with Face Meets Mat to cheers from the crowd.
Clement: Sands plants him with the DDT. Could this be enough to put the Big Bad away....
Sands gets back up to his feet and then makes his way into the corner. After crouching down, Sands waits for Q to get up.
Grayson: Watch out Chris, watch out....
Sands can be seen waving his arm up and down as Q slowly gets up. When Q turns around, Sands charges from out of the corner and tackles him down with a spear to cheers from the crowd. Sands then picks up Q and brings him into the corner. After sitting him down across the top turnbuckle, Sands climbs up onto the top ropes. He hops onto Q's shoulders and goes for a frankensteiner. But Q blocks the move. He then hoists Sands back up, repositions him across his shoulders, stands up onto the middle ropes, jumps off and plants him with The Compactor to boos from the crowd.
Grayson: Compactor! Compactor! It's over! It's got to be over!
As Sands is down on his back, Q begins to crawl over towards him. He then drapes his arm across Sands' chest as the ref starts the count...
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THREE!
"The Earth's Rotation Around The Sun" blares over the PA to a downpour of boos.
Cruz: Here is your winner and the NEW FGA Heavyweight Champion, CHRIS Q!
Grayson: Yes! Yes! Yes! Chris Q has done it! He's done it! He's successfully DEFENDED his championship against Sean Sands!
Clement: Chris Q didn't "defend" anything. And if you believe he never lost it in the first place, then you're even crazier than he is. But credit will be given when it's due. Chris Q and Sean Sands battled in one hell of a match. But on this night, Chris Q was the better man. And now, Chris Q is your new FGA Heavyweight Champion.
Q staggers over into the corner. After pulling himself up onto the middle ropes, he slowly raises his FGA Championship belt to a downpour of boos...
