Event Review: PROGRESS Chapter 39: The Graps of Wrath - TK Cooper v Travis Banks v Sebastian v Pete Dunne v Trent Seven v Matt Riddle v Jimmy Havoc

On 27th November, PROGRESS Wrestling looked to crown a new World Champion at the Electric Ballroom in London, following Mark Haskins having to vacate the belt through injury. A series of matches were held throughout the show with the winner from each match advancing to a seven person elimination contest in the show's main event, including The London Riots (James Davis & Rob Lynch) getting a rematch for British Strong Style (Pete Dunne & Trent Seven)'s Tag Team Championship. With Marty Scurll, Will Ospreay, Mark Andrews, Matt Riddle and Nixon Newell in action, would PROGRESS crown a new champ in style? 

Pete Dunne became the tenth World Champion by last eliminating Jimmy Havoc in a Seven Way match that was a rollercoaster of emotion and also included Trent Seven, Matt Riddle, Travis Banks, Sebastian (who forced Pastor William Eaver's to give him his place) and TK Cooper. If you were unsure if Chris Roberts took a bump in this match, you probably haven't watched a whole lot of PROGRESS recently! The reaction to Tyler Bate making his return was loud, especially considering it was towards the end of a long afternoon of the Graps, with it seeming like Bate was here to put a stop to the already his already eliminated former Moustache Mountain partner Seven. This all after two dramatic near-falls for both Havoc and Dunne following multiple Acid Rainmakers and a piledriver and running kick, which I can only imagine Bate was having a piss during. It was all however just a Tyler Bate and Switch, as the 19 year old took Havoc out with a Gotch Style Piledriver and allowed Dunne to hit his DT3 pumphandle for the victory. I may have called the turn from the positioning, but that doesn't mean I was any less shocked by the turn of events. The three together at the top of the promotion has a lot of potential, not just offering some great match ups, but a whole array of stories as well.

The rest of the contest was just as rammed with happenings, with Marty Scurll returning to batter Havoc during the entrances, leaving Riddle as the bouts only babyface and sending the crowd into some kind of Spandau Ballet based euphoria. From here the bout was constantly shifting from one style to another, pulling through a number of story threads in the process. There were shit loads of flips, with Cooper pulling out a ridiculous corkscrew to the outside, whilst Sebastian played the spoiler role and just being the general nuisance that he is. Banks and Seven put together some great stuff together, concluding with a mid-rope piledriver taking out Kiwi Buzzsaw, whilst if Riddle battling against British Strong Style en route to elimination didn't have your mouth watering with the possibilities of future singles matches then the graps life just isn't for you. The bouts main story of Havoc fighting adversity worked as the glue, as after his return to save us all from Sebastian, he ended up alone with the Tag Team Champions for the thrilling final stretch, with the crowd rebounding for the underdog story.

Match in a Sentence - An epic rollercoaster of emotions and styles.

British Strong Style (Pete Dunne & Trent Seven) had earned their spot in the World Championship contest, by retaining their Tag Team Championship in a rematch with The London Riots (James Davis & Rob Lynch) in the longest of the five qualifying matches. This was a nice advancement of their September bout, with plenty of fire from the Davis & Lynch as they looked to take back the tag shields. The two teams brawled with intensity, before Dunne & Seven began to slow the match down and control inside the ring. The exchange built up nicely from here, with a strong feeling of momentum and escalation from the hot tag as a series of big strikes and suplexes that the two teams are known for, as well as some highspots like Lynch hitting Seven with a spear off the apron and a missed Lynch corkscrew splash. The highlight for me was a ridiculous pop-up powerbomb and german suplex string that full of some glorious no selling! 

Just like the original contest, the finish was full of shenanigans as after London Riots came close off a District Line powerbomb, the Riots cricket bat was introduced with Seven accidentally clobbering Dunne with it as the momentum swung back and forth like a pendulum on it's first generic party drug. The story twisted more than Dorothy's favourite board game, with Dunne recovering to remove Davis' protective mask and bite his nose, like the oral obsessed shitehawk he is and BSS getting the win with their piledriver and running kick combination. I mentioned in my review of their first clash, that I felt there was more avenues for these two teams to explore in the ring with each other, as Dunne and Seven continue to find themselves as a tandem, and following their second outing, I actually find myself still feeling the same. We've seen them put on two different matches, both good hard-hitting battles, with antics based finishes, but I've still got the feeling that there's a new level for these guys to reach, the idea that they could create something just that little bit better, if provided with the right environment. Hopefully, we still get to see that in PROGRESS, although Dunne winning the World title obviously casts doubt on that. 

Match in a Sentence - Good hard-hitting tag team action with antics.

Jimmy Havoc's win opposite Marty Scurll was perhaps most notable for an unexpected finish that saw Havoc channel Eddie Guerrero, being able to convince the referee that Scurll had clobbered him with his umbrella. I think, you'll either have loved this finish or loathed it, but I found it a lot of fun, giving Havoc an edge over Scurll in their continuing feud, whilst also keeping the focus on the main prize in the company. There was an undeniable logic behind it and that's good enough for me, especially with an eye on a bigger match down the line. At the other end of the bout their was an homage to Goldberg and Brock Lesnar's Survivor Series main event, with Scurll kicking out of an Acid Rainmaker, following a pair of spears, that got a big reaction. The main body of the contest had all the things that I'd want from these two without giving a whole lot away either. The pair showing their animosity well, whilst running through a number of their signature sequences.

Match in a Sentence - An entertaining stepping stone to develop their feud with some nice logic.

The blackmailing plot between Sebastian and Pastor William Eaver continued as the former was at ringside for and directly involved in the finish of Eaver's victory over Joe Coffey. Whilst I'm yet to be fully convinced of the story itself, Eaver and Coffey put together good contest. The similarities between the styles of the two performers was played up well, with some humorous taunting to kick things off, before the strongest portion of the bout saw the two exchanging strikes before both nailing their signature lariats. Coffey's double jump crossbody situation is still one of my favourite moves in wrestling and if there's ever a time I don't pop for it then I'll probably just give up on all things. There was some strong attention to detail in the final third of the clash, with it being made clear that Coffey had just that little edge of Eaver, kicking out of a Fisherman's Suplex and a Crucifix Powerbomb and looking en route to picking up the victory. The fact that it took a distraction from Sebastian and a big handful of tights creates a nice issue between Coffey and Eaver, which will only produce a more hard hitting future rematch, whilst the underhand victory also produces the most interesting plot shift since Sebastian and the Pastor started their feud in July. 

Match in a Sentence - A sturdy contest, with a very good strike sequence and some savvy booking at it's conclusion. 

The show kicked off with a big victory for The South Pacific Power Trip (TK Cooper & Travis Banks) (accompanied by Dahlia Black) over former Tag Team Champions FSU (Eddie Dennis & Mark Andrews). The match started off hot with Black attempting to interfere and ending up getting thrown to the outside by Dennis, before FSU got a big ol' shine in. The matches narrative began to unfold rather quickly as The SPPT took a beating from FSU, with the protagonists managing to keep the upperhand, whilst the action remained crisp and had a cracking pace to it. The story continued to build when even Banks and Cooper's underhanded tactics and double teams couldn't stop the FSU party, with Dennis kicking out of double superkicks. After a pacy back and forth strike sequence and some dives to the outside from FSU, the contest came to a satisfying conclusion, when Black would re-insert herself into the contest, delivering a low blow to Dennis that allowed Banks and Cooper to hit their double team Whiplash Neckbreaker for the victory. Though relatively short, the brevity of the match probably helped to tell the story that played out here, that easily could have gotten lost had their been more time to fill. 

Match in a Sentence - Solid tag bout, with some well paced action and interesting narrative. 

The non-World title qualifier on the card was a First Round match in Natural Progression Series IV that saw Nixon Newell advance past the debuting Katey Harvey in a clash that recovered well after struggling to find it's feet in the first few exchanges. The crowd latched onto Harvey's outfit only having a single sleeve and ran with it, whilst the women found their stride in the ring, pummeling each other with hard hits, headbutts and slaps. This was my first time seeing Harvey and I was particularly impressed with her selling during later half of the contest, but I would have also liked to have seen her make a little more of the crowd's jeers. Newell would have to be considered a strong contender for the tournament after what was a fairly convincing victory following a Shining Wizard (the shiniest in the land, I've heard). 

Match in a Sentence - A powerful first time clash and debut, once it found it's feet.

Matt Riddle's victory over Will Ospreay was a silly, silly match, that crammed a shit tonne of action into just over 8 minutes. The World Wrestling Network star may have been making his PROGRESS debut, but the Electric Ballroom was already well-versed in the former UFC fighters work, creating a great atmosphere, that was only intensified by Riddle blindsiding The Aerial Assassin during the ring announcements. The contest played out as a wonderful battle between an MMA fighter and a pro wrestling high-flyer, with Riddle dominating with huge strikes and intense suplexes and slams, before Ospreay took the air including a moonsault off the steps near the DJ booth. The wrestling was fluid and flips were spectacular, whilst the strikes were hard and the two selling the pain whilst asking for more punishment added an extra dimension to proceedings. The finish was a little jarring because of quickly it came, but suited the style and story as Riddle hammered down with elbow strikes before locking in the Bromission (Twister) for the win. I would've loved to have seen these guys go longer, as there was definitely more expedition to be done here, but with Riddle also having to compete in the main event, it's understandable why this one didn't go long.

Match in a Sentence - A fantastic contrast of styles, that left me wanting more.

Finally...

ATPW Scale Rating - 6.47/10 

This is a difficult show to sum up, because it was completely unique in it's set-up, after the necessity to crown a new Champion as quickly as possible. The qualifier gave the first half an overall feel and focus, however there's also an argument to be made that each match would have been better served had the winner not have to compete again later in the evening or had those bout had the luxury of being spread across the event. There wasn't anything close to a bad match, but each match had the potential to hit the next level, even the marvelous Will Ospreay and Matt Riddle match. That being said as an overall package, the show was arguably greater than the sum of it's (already considerably strong) individual parts, with the main event offering a real one-of-a-kind feel. 

The conclusion of the show, with Pete Dunne on top, felt like a real shift in the promotion, with Trent Seven and Tyler Bate by his side offering a different look at the dominant stable cliché. There is potential here to create something magnificent with those three at the helm & a number of different avenues and feuds for the boys to have in the coming months.

Show in a Sentence - A momentous evening with a very different feel, but still plenty of very good to great graps.

Match of the Night - Matt Riddle v Will Ospreay

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Review - James Marston (@IAmNotAlanDale) 

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Event Review: FCP Infinity 2016 - Travis Banks v Trent Seven 2

On 25th November, Fight Club: Pro returned to Fixxion Warehouse in Wolverhampton for their sixth annual Infinity Tournament. This year's tournament featured Joe Coffey, Trent Seven, Jimmy Havoc, Tyler Bate, Mikey Whiplash, Travis Banks, Chris Brookes and Omari doing battle in two Four Way dances, before the final, all for the opportunity to challenge for Pete Dunne's FCP Championship in 2017. With a line-up like that, how could things possibly go wrong?

In a slight departure from the norm, I'm going to talk through the Infinity tournament in order, beginning with the first Four Way Dance which saw Trent Seven earn a place in the final after successfully outlasting Joe Coffey, Mikey Whiplash and Omari in a well-crafted encounter. This bout went through a number of different sections, with a feeling that everyone involved came out of the match better off for having been involved. The shining example of this would have to be Omari, who stepped up in almost every area of his game. The back and forth scuffle with Coffey, including getting a strong near fall off his modified lifting reverse STO, as well trading strikes with Seven, showed just how capable the trainee could be. The encounter built towards a final showdown between Seven and Whiplash, after some enjoyable three way violence involving Coffey, with the duo adding another chapter to a feud that has been all over the country in 2016. It was the classic Mikey and Trent japes that we've come to expect and love with the pair tearing strips from each other before Seven advanced with a spectacular mid-rope piledriver. 

Match in a Sentence - Three strong-style veterans battering each other, whilst Omari raises his game once again.

The second four way dance saw Travis Banks collected his first win ever in FCP, with Jimmy Havoc, Tyler Bate and Chris Brookes providing stiff competition in a story-telling thrill-ride that had the crowd hook for the duration. This was a very different affair from the first with Brookes being a general annoyance to all throughout the early part of the bout, leading to an angle that could produce some gems in 2017. After being eliminated by Havoc, Brookes denied the former PROGRESS World Champion the match, breaking up a pin after Havoc had hit both Banks and Bate with Acid Rainmakers. The resulting brawl was full of fury as Brookes was thrown into anything and everything as the crowd celebrated by serenading Brookes with "Fuck off back to Tipton" in the most joyous of ways. With old rivals Bate and Banks left in the ring, the atmosphere was unreal in Fixxion Warehouse. With every movement the duo had the crowd exactly where they needed to be and put on a great final stretch of action and despite Bate's popularity, it was the Kiwi that had the ground swell of support. The reaction when Banks finally managed to put Bate away resulted in near pandemonium and lead to me simply writing "BANKS WINS! BANKS WINS! BANKS WINS!" in my note book.

Match in a Sentence - Clever use of the gimmick with a brilliant finish

The final pitted two of Fixxion Warehouse's favourite against one another as Travis Banks and Trent Seven battled for the Infinity trophy, in front of an emotionally invested audience, who desperately wanted Banks to claim the trophy, after a turbulent year. If the crowd had been into the two semi finals, they rallied for the main event and created one of the best atmospheres that I've been apart of all year. The audience was gripped by Banks' quest and the man who'd been struggling all year suddenly had a ground swell of momentum, so much so that regular top protagonist Seven found himself in an unfamiliar situation (at least in FCP) of not having 100% of the audience behind him. From the moment Banks hit a brainbuster to kick off the match with a near fall, this match took me on a rollercoaster of emotions in a way that only wrestling can do and from the reactions of those around me and all over the building pretty much everyone felt the same. 

The pair had had a cracking contest at Rise Against in March, but this was a cut above, bringing all the elements that made that match what it was, with added intensity and almost a years worth of storytelling behind it. This was a real fight of a match, as both laid their strikes in hard, scrapping initially on the outside following a tasty suicide dive from Banks. Where the bout came into it's own was in a string of near falls, aided by both men selling the damage of the fight when necessary and good timing, whilst having a crowd completely consumed by every single movement and caring about the result of the match is never going to hinder things. The bout only got more exciting as things went on, with silly things like kicking out of and no-selling piledrivers only managing to add to the excitement. There's a time and place for that kind of stuff and this was the time and it was definitely the place. Beyond Banks pulling out the victory, the highlight of the bout for me was the time that Banks spent in a single leg Boston Crab, as it was almost agonising to watch with the sinking feeling that the hero might fall short once again increasing as he was dragged back to the centre of the ring. This was one of the most emotional and gripping contests I've watched all year. The first chapter of the Travis Banks comeback in Fight Club: Pro story had the happy ending it deserved at the time it needed it, I can't help but get excited about what the next chapter could bring! 

Match in a Sentence - Excellent, everything I'd wanted and more.

The highlight of the non-tournament action came in Kay Lee Ray and Nixon Newell's victory over The Hunter Brothers 2.0 (Lee Hunter and Young Lee Hunter (Drew Parker, subbing for an injured Jim)). This was brimming with hijinks and shenanigans, with both trying to pull off "twin magic" to varying degrees of success and referee Shay Purser just being generally confused by everything and eventually kissing Parker, to the jubilation of all. The japes and chicanery were wrapped inside what was actually a bloody good tag team match, with the New Hunters slipping into the pseudo antagonist role early on as Newell and KLR brought the fire, in a match that was packed with tag team clichés done well and with gusto. The closing section was home to a number of convincing near falls, like Newell's Vulture Culture Destroyer and despite a little mix up towards the end, the bout finished well with Parker taking all the moves before taking the pin. It was different from what I'd been expecting had Jim been able to take part, but Parker was a great replacement who brought a new dimension and ended up bringing a real dynamic strength to proceedings.

Match in a Sentence - A very good tag bout, with some Attack! style shenanigans.

Dan Moloney continued his strong post-Facesmashers streak as he went over the debuting Professional Wrestling Alliance (Sydney, Australia) wrestler Sean Kustom. The wrestling here was full on and packed with big strikes that drove the conflict inside the ropes. Outside of the ring, Moloney's footwear challenges continued as the crowd found the Roderick Strong hymn book once again. Moloney rode the storm well, playing up to the festivities perfectly, even when a pair of babies booties somehow made their way into the ring. Outside of the brogue nightmares, the Superbeast really grew into this one with the unfamiliar Kustom quickly gaining some quick crowd support thanks to some hard as fuck slaps and kicks and having regular sized boots. Moloney wound up picking up another strong win with his spinning sitout powerbomb making him undefeated since splitting with Wild Boar. 2017 may very well be the year of the Superbeast. The shoes thing really did take over my entire being at one point, the wrestling was strong, but when you've been broken, you've been broken, so this is one match that I'd like to rewatch, just to pick up on what I missed whilst in fits of laughter.

Match in a Sentence - Shitty little boots.

The opener provided a pair of FCP debuts, with Johnny T picking up a victory over Adam Cage with both men accounting for themselves well.The two worked a familiar style with lots of big strikes, with simple dynamic and story. Despite the FCP audience being a mostly respectful bunch, it can still be a difficult place to debut, because that crowd has seen a lot of world class action over the years, so credit to both Johnny T and Cage for coming out and putting on a watchable encounter, in front of an audience that was unaware of them. Whilst there was nothing to get overly excited about, it got the crowd settled for the rest of the show, with both newbies showing potential.

Match in a Sentence - A good introduction, but struggled to stand out.

Finally...

ATPW Scale Rating - 7.75/10

Oooft, what an evening at the graps this was! The Infinity tournament was probably my favourite thing of the entire year, in Fight Club: Pro or anywhere. The build of Travis Banks throughout the year has been 100% perfect and whilst I'd initially fantasy booked something completely different, this was without doubt the right time to pull the trigger on a talent who has exploded in 2016. The supporting bouts were a lot of fun, with the tag match standing out for its unique use of the art form. Perhaps the opener held the show back in terms of its ATPW Scale Rating, but it will only help both Johnny T and Adam Cage to have appeared on the show and hopefully we'll get to see them both again as they grow and grow, as that's always a special thing for a fan to witness.

Show in a Sentence - One of the most cathartic nights of my entire life, long live the graps, long live Fight Club: Pro, long live Travis, Travis, Travis Fucking Banks! 

Match of the Night - Travis Banks v Trent Seven

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Event Review: ICW Fear and Loathing IX - Team Dallas v Team Black Label

On 20th November, Insane Championship Wrestling hit The Hydro in Glasgow for what was the biggest show in the companies history. Not just that but with over 6000 fans in attendance, this was the biggest show in independent wrestling that the United Kingdom had seen for a long, long time. The biggest match on the show saw Mark Dallas and Red Lightning fighting for full control of the company as Dallas' team of Sha Samuels, Grado, Chris Renfrew and DCT took on Lightning's Team Black Lable, comprised of Bram, Drew Galloway, Jack Jester and Kid Fite. With a strong mixture of imported performers like Kurt Angle, King Ricochet and Team 3D (Brother Devon & Brother Ray) rubbing shoulders with homegrown talents like Kay Lee Ray and Joe Hendry, would Fear and Loathing IX manage to live up to the incredible hype? 

Venue & Crowd - The Hydro is one of my favourite large arenas in the country, thanks to it's bowl-like shape. Of course, using a venue that WWE had run RAW and Smackdown Live in recently, meant that the arena had all the facilities that you'd expect, making it relatively easy to pick up over-priced snacks and drinks. The seats were damn comfy as well. The set-up for the whole show was the best you'd find in the country. Pyro, live screens and various other tricks that made the show feel extremely professional throughout. Unfortunately, from where we were sat there wasn't much in the way of atmosphere. The floor near the ring looked like it was buzzing at times, but sadly that didn't translate to up in the seats, where it seemed like a lot of people had come for the big names and weren't particularly connected with some of the storyline twists and turns that ICW likes to fill it's show with. 

Despite being the penultimate match on the card, for me Team Dallas' victory over Team Black Label was Fear and Loathing IX's main event. It had the most riding on it and took up the most time. This was a storyline heavy affair, using the elimination rules to keep the action coming thick and fast throughout, whilst making use of the rich history that existed not just between the opposing teams but with team mates. There was a lot going on. If you like your brawling then this one was for you as it was choc-full of the brawls. Brawling inside, brawling outside. Outside of the brawling, the eliminations flowed freely with Kid Fite and Sha Samuels eliminated within the first two minutes, with the bout having a crazy feeling of momentum, during the first ten minutes, rarely taking a moment to breath and allow certain elements to settle in. Before I knew it DCT, Grado and Bram were all eliminated, just ten minutes into the clash. 

With Grado and Chris Renfrew providing the meat of the early narrative, originally scrapping with each other, before combining to eliminate Jack Jester, the bout shifted into even more storyline heavy territory as soon as Drew Galloway and Renfrew remained as their groups final representatives. Ref bumps, interference from Dallas and Lightning, Jester coming back with a pipe of sorts, guest enforcer Finn Balor turning up to enforce the situation, if there had been a lot going on in the first portion of the contest, the last few minutes were so full of hullabaloo, that if you were hullabaloo intolerant you'd almost certainly have had to be rushed to a nearby medical facility (or at least had to speak to the closest St John's Ambulance representative). However, by the time Jester had handed Balor his lead pipe and Balor had whacked Galloway in the belly, allowing Renfrew to hit one of the coolest Stone Cold Stoners you will ever see, I felt pretty damn satisfied with the feel good, overly dramatic ending. It won't have been everyone's cup of tea, but I'm a sucker this much more theatrical feel, with the venue aiding the presentation. It perhaps would have been more effective had more of the audience had been more involved and invested in the story, but for those that were, it was clear that they were completely gripped by the twists and turns as they developed.

In the Stairway to Heaven match, Kenny Williams wrestled the Zero G Championship away from Lionheart, in a contest that also involved Andy Wild, Iestyn Rees, Aaron Echo, Liam Thomson and Zack Gibson. The gimmick involved a regular elimination style format until, the final two remained and the contest transformed into a ladder match. My main problem with this was that only Lionheart and Williams received proper entrances, meaning that no matter how good the wrestling was inside the ring, it all felt like it was treading water until Lionheart and Williams could get at each other properly. The work put in by the five other guys deserved to feel more important than it did. That being said, once we finally got down to the two guys presented as stars, Lionheart and Williams didn't disappoint as they put together a number of big spots involving the signature weapon, with the crowd willing Williams on to get the belt throughout. The Bollock's is an extremely likeable babyface and his struggle towards the belt has clearly been latched onto by a number of ICW's faithful audience, resulting in one of the biggest reactions of the night when he was able to pull the belt down.

The show's World Heavyweight Championship match saw Wolfgang successfully retain the belt against Trent Seven, in a blood and thunder scrap inside and outside of a steel cage. Coming two matches before the end of the show, took a little bit of the life out of it, because many had decided that the feel-good victory for Seven, that many had hoped for, would've seemed out of place two thirds through the show. That didn't stop Seven and Wolfgang putting together a proper scrap that kicked off nicely with Seven hitting a suicide dive through the open cage door. The pair produced some nice big lads stuff inside the cage, trading German suplexes, powerbombs and getting a couple of decent near falls on each other. Unfortunately, with a pair of tables already set up at ringside, it was clear that the match was never going to end until someone had crashed through those tables and of course, with the escape rule in place that meant shenanigans would be afoot. Maybe this was the reason that the majority of the crowd didn't seem to buy into the bout. The finish looked great, as Wolfgang bumped off the top and through the tables, but there was still no covering that this was a screwy finish on the biggest show of the year, with the World title on the line.

More gimmicks! Stevie Boy bested his former New Age Kliq stablemate, BT Gunn in a casket match, in a bout that managed to overcome a difficult gimmick. The two brought a palpable intensity to the contest making sure that each move was hit with that little bit of impact and energy that helps to allow the audience to buy into the fact that these two lads hate each other and want to put the other inside a coffin. The earlier part of the match introduced the casket and allowed the gimmick to settle well, although it was clear that neither man wanted to win the bout without having done some serious damage to the other. The momentum built well throughout with Gunn seemingly having Stevie's number, escaping Stevie's front flip piledriver and coming close with a Brainbuster and even managing to duck a con-chair-to attempt from Stevie and his girlfriend Kay Lee Ray. The finish featured the best use of the casket, as Gunn was caught on the top rope with a massive chair shot from KLR and Stevie hit a wicked powerbomb onto the casket for the win. 

Kay Lee Ray picked up her first Women's title over champion Carmel Jacob and fellow challenger Viper in a solid contest that featured a very nice final stretch. After struggling to settle in the first half of the bout, once the action seemed to find it's purpose, the three girls found a nice pace as they traded exciting near falls and a series of fun spots. From the Tower of Doom spot onwards, I felt like the trio had really found a groove. The characters were well defined, with Jacob settling into the devious role she's been better known for in the company, only for KLR to put in one of the most dominant performances I think I've ever seen in this type of match. Multiple Gory Bombs, multiple suicide dives as KLR picked up some killer momentum, meant that by the time she pinned Jacob with a third Gory Bomb, there was to be no doubt as to who the dominant female was in ICW. The title has only been around for since last year, but still it's a surprise that it's taken so long to fall into the arms of arguably the best female performer in the country.  

The show-closer was a clash between one of the events biggest draws, Kurt Angle, and one of the most over performers in the company, Joe Coffey. Following the World title and the 100% Control, I'll admit that I wasn't particularly hyped for another match, and having seen Angle a couple of times already this year probably didn't help that either. The match itself was perfectly passable stuff, that I might have been more excited about had it came a bit earlier in the evening. The bout was a ten minute abridged version of what I imagine was a really good match. Angle ran through his repertoire, trio of Germans, near fall off an Angle Slam, straps down and Ankle Lock. It was performed perfectly, but without the time to settle it becomes hard to buy into the near falls when things feel so formulaic. Coffey picking up the win with a Boston Crab, after holding on in the Ankle Lock for so long, gives him a massive boost in credibility among a more mainstream audience and he accounted himself well throughout.

Lewis Girvan picked up a major victory over King Ricochet in one of the stronger wrestling matches on the card. The highlight of the highflying encounter came almost immediately as Ricochet hit a ridiculous tope conhilo over the guardrail and into the crowd in what was the moment of the evening for me. Whilst Girvan's reply was never going to able to compete and the bout struggled to reach the heights that it had already hit, Ricochet and Girvan put together some bloody good stuff. It was speedy Cruiserweight style action, with a nice mix of submissions and hard strikes, as Girvan attempted to keep up with the more experienced and world-travelled NJPW star. Whilst the contest was full of impressive reversals, some of the strongest content came in the final stretch as the pairs signature holds were teased and the pair went back and forth looking to hit the killer blow. Both got strong near falls, with Ricochet landing the Benadryller and Girvan locking on his Peacemaker crossface a number of times. Girvan's victory was satisfying, as it appeared like his foe had underestimated him, resulting in Girvan dodging a 630 splash, getting two from his Saturday Crush DDT, only to look on another Peacemaker attempt to get the victory.

The show opened with a solid scrap that saw Joe Hendry gain revenge on Davey Blaze to earn himself five minutes in the ring with The Wee Man. A fun bout that had a real feel of malice and intent between the pair as they brawled on the ramp, before Hendry delivered a vertical suplex onto the steel. It was a big spot to start the show off well, with the crowd settled down nicely, before Blaze hit a spear and the match continued in a fairly standard pattern. Hendry worked nicely whilst fighting from underneath getting a couple of hope spots in, whilst the match built to some decent heel and face punches with the audience well and truly warmed up by this point. The finish could have been slicker as Hendry managed to power out of Blaze choke, to hit a avalanche fallaway slam, but the move itself looked so impressive and the crowd was so happy to see the victory that it didn't matter all that much. 

Polo Promotions (Jackie Polo & Mark Coffey) retained their Tag Team Championships over Team 3D (Brother Devon (D-Von Dudley) & Brother Ray (Bubba Ray Dudley). That sentence is probably best left on it's own, because if I begin to actually describe what went on the victory sounds a whole less impressive. Let's not beat around the bush, this was the worst match that I've seen live in 2016. It started well enough, there was a ruckus on the outside of the ring and then there was scuffle on the inside the ring. I mean, it was nothing to get excited about, but it wasn't awful and it there was the novelty of the Dudley Boyz. Then there was a point where just about everything seemed to go wrong. Devon & Ray somehow managed to fuck up their 3D finisher, a move they've been doing since before I started school, then there was a whole miscommunication on a chair shot and then Polo Promotions retained the belts with a thing. Both teams are more than capable of good matches on their day, but this certainly wasn't that day (and to be fair, Team 3D's day was in the previous decade). 

Any Other Business

• Mick Foley started the show on the big screen, supposedly "live", before introducing Finn Balor who cut a nice homecoming style promo to a big reaction.
• Mark Dallas fired Red Lightning following Team Dallas' victory, with plenty of celebration in and outside of the ring.
• Davey Boy came to the ring following Polo Promotions' victory over Team 3D and ended up taking a Powerbomb through a table from Team 3D.
• Joe Hendry pulled out a crowd pleasing parody entrance to Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody.
• Following the Women's Championship match, Carmel Jacob appeared to retire - Brother Ray made his Tag Team Championship match "No DQ" despite every match in ICW taking place under No Holds Barred rules

Finally...

ATPW Scale Rating - 5.68/10

Getting 6000 people into a venue is an impressive feat. To go from small community halls to the Hydro is fantastic and a real testament to everyone involved in ICW, from top to bottom. However, that isn't a testament to how good the show was. It tells you how good the build and the promotion for a show was, but not the quality of the event itself. 

This was a good event, helped by a number of gimmick matches, with only the Tag Team Championship match to hold it back. There was a couple of elements of the booking (five guys coming out at once for the Stairway to Heaven match, the layout of the second portion of the card), but for the most part the wrestling was strong. Unfortunately, whilst there was a few awe-inspiring moments (Ricochet's dive, the final few minutes of Lionheart and Kenny Williams, Wolfgang's fall from the cage), there was no one match on this show that I would tell anyone that they needed to check out. The spectacle of having 6000 people watching a British produced show is something that I'll never forget, but I don't know if I can say the same about the show itself.

Show in a Sentence - Great spectacle, some good wrestling, but nothing that grabbed me.

Match of the Night - Lewis Girvan v Ricochet

Review - James Marston 

Picture Credit - Insane Championship Wrestling

Event Review: ROH Reach For The Sky Show 2 - The Young Bucks v Marty Scurll & Will Ospreay

On 19th November, Ring of Honor headed to Leicester, England for the very first time for the stop two of the Reach for the Sky Tour at the Leicester Community Sports Arena. The show was main event by The Young Bucks (Matt Jackson & Nick Jackson) defending the World Tag Team Championships against "The Villain" Marty Scurll & World Television Champion Will Ospreay, whilst old rivals reDRagon (Bobby Fish & Kyle O'Reilly) and The Briscoes (Jay Briscoe & Mark Briscoe) met two on two for the first time in two years and World Champion Adam Cole was opposite Chris Sabin. The likes of The Addiction (Christopher Daniels & Frankie Kazarian), Alex Shelley, Joe Hendry, Dalton Castle and Lio Rush were all featured on the undercard. 

Venue & Crowd - It was my first time at the Leicester Community Sports Arena and I was impressed with the venue itself, which had a great set-up, but it was probably a little too big for this particular event. Whilst there was a relatively sizable crowd, around half of the bleachers were covered and there was plenty of empty seats. Leicester seemed like a slightly odd choice when only running three shows in England and perhaps the event would have drawn better in Birmingham. The crowd on hand though was a lively and appreciative bunch for the most of the event and I get the feeling that this may have been many people's first ever show, as a lot of the earlier matches were getting big pops for relatively simple things. There were a few people heckling at points, which ranged from mildly funny to rude and then homophobic. There's no place for that at wrestling show or anywhere else. 

The main event saw The Young Bucks retain their World Tag Team Champions over World Television Champion Will Ospreay and "The Villain" in a must-see spectacular. This match could have easily been a let down, because fan expectations were so high. I never should have doubted these four gentleman as they delivered one of the silliest spectacles that I've seen this year. This was advertised as a "Dream Match" and it had pretty much everything that you'd want to see as the four personalities collided. There were superkicks from Nick and Matt, there was faux superkicks and villainous antics from Marty and there was flips and tricks from Will. That's is, of course, a horrendous over simplification of how this match played out, because there was so much more that went into it, but it was on these pre-established traits that the rest of the match would orbit around. All the trademark moments that one would expect from the two teams came flying out at breakneck speed, in a style that one might associate more with Reseda, California than Leicester, East Midlands! 

The final stretch of the contest brought together a number of elements that had been introduced throughout the bout as the Young Bucks went for their Meltzer Driver on Scurll for the second time in the match, with Ospreay managing to meet a Jackson on the top rope, but instead of the forearm that The Aerial Assassin used earlier in the match, he pulled out a rana, that sent the Jackson straight into the Meltzer Driver. Like what the fuck? How does that even happen? These guys are made of magic or some shit. If that description doesn't make much sense it's probably because it's not actually physically possible and it was a mass hallucination. That's kind of how I felt watching this entire match. Like none of what these four blokes did was actual real. Too much silliness. How? This was just a glimpse at the potential of Marty Scurll and Will Ospreay in ROH. Imagine what kind of stuff they'll be able to do once the Villain and Aerial Assassin characters are firmly entrenched within the storytelling potential that the companies set-up allows for. 

reDRagon remained The Briscoes bogie team as Bobby Fish & Kyle O'Reilly walked out victorious in the first 2v2 meeting between the teams in almost two years. This was a good solid, face v face tag encounter, that went twenty minutes and never outstayed it's welcome. After some initial comedy from Fish bumping off Mark's redneck kung-fu, the match settled into a nice pace that displayed a number of different styles that the four are capable of. There was hard strikes, smooth transitions, some scrappy brawling and some tough submission work. These two teams could have good matches with each other with their eyes closed and with an arm or two tied behind their back. There's clearly a level of understanding between all four, best seen in the swift sequence between Mark and O'Reilly, where Jay came seemingly out of nowhere with a Death Valley Driver.

Where the match didn't quite reach it's full potential for me was that as soon as things seemed to be heading into the next gear, that sense of momentum that the contest had was halted because The Young Bucks were out on the entrance ramp. It was cool to see these shows get brought into the ongoing stories of the promotion, as Young Bucks and The Briscoes will clash on 2nd December with the straps on the line, but there's no doubt that a more exciting finishing stretch could have been created without the distraction. That lack of top gear held the match back from living up to the potential that I think many had expected it to cash in on. Twenty minutes is a long time to invest into a contest that features all the important action in it's last few minutes and it was hard not to come away from this feeling like it could have been much more than it was.

Adam Cole successfully defended the World Championship against Chris Sabin in a paint-by-numbers clash, that displayed both just well enough to satisfy. The opening exchange perhaps offered the best action of the contest as the pair went back and forth in a number of mirror image spots that concluded with a pair of enziguiris. From there the match came along nicely, taking stops at Cole's Figure Four Leg Lock and rolling through a couple of near falls, but nothing seemed to stay long to create an overall arc for the bout, beyond that initial exchange. There were hints that it could move onto another level, with a gear changing sequence of superkicks and lariats and both men got a solid near fall on the other as Sabin came close with Cradle Shock, whilst Cole seemed to have things done and dusted with a Panama Sunrise. 

There was, of course, one problem that the pair were always going to struggle to overcome and that was that Cole was clearly never going to lose, especially with the title on the line. When you've got a crowd as savvy as the ROH audience tends to be, that can take a little bit of the energy out of an audience and that can in turn take a little bit of energy out of the match itself. Sabin hasn't had the most fruitful time as a singles competitor in ROH lately, losing his last three singles bouts to Frankie Kazarian, Colt Cabana and Jay Lethal, so it was always clear that this was nothing but a "warm-up" bout for Cole's clash with Lethal in London the next night. Whilst the story managed to wrap itself up nicely, with Cole having to resort to a low blow to set up his victory with the Last Shot, I never felt like I could fully buy into it and therefore always felt at least one step removed from what was going on in the ring.

The Addiction's victory over the make-shift tandem of Dalton Castle and Delirious lead me to write such notes as "Just Fun" and "Japes" and that probably tells you how this match went down. The clash wouldn't have looked out of place on an Attack! Pro Wrestling show as Daniels, Kazarian, Castle, Delirious and even referee Todd Sinclair got involved in some mad chicanery, that the crowd ate it up. Seeing Sinclair throwing out a hip toss felt even more bizarre, because it came from a company like ROH, which isn't particularly known for it's funnies. Castle attempting to instigate fisticuffs by shouting "Fight. Fight. Fight" as if on a primary school playground popped me in a place I didn't know it was possible to be popped. However, when things did get more serious, the athletic performance level was there to back up the comedic performance level. Castle's hot tag sequence and the double teams from The Addiction were just the final flurry that the match needed with the wonderful Best Meltzer Ever (Double jump moonsault spike kneeling reverse piledriver) acting as the proverbial cherry.

In the opener, Jay White remained undefeated one on one with a victory over newcomer Joe Hendry, in a solid, yet unspectacular encounter. After the initial excitement of Hendry's theme getting an ROH remix, the clash struggled to grip me throughout it's earlier exchanges and whilst nothing was particularly bad, there was nothing to get the crowd pumped up. I felt like this match needed someone to grab hold of it and create a sense of direction for it. The pair remained more or less babyfaces throughout the entire contest and whilst there were glimpses of Hendry's overbearing "Local Hero" character coming through, this match was in desperate need of someone to take control and grab the audience. Things picked up towards the finish, with White hitting a tasty suicide dive and as well as Hendry catching White coming off the top rope into Freak of Nature (Fallaway Slam). There's potential for these two have a better match in a different environment, with both more settled into their ROH roles, but whilst it was probably a bit too long and out of place as the opener, there's no doubt that this was a decent, watchable bout, by two competitors who will only continue to grow over the next few years. 

Jay Lethal was victorious over Alex Shelley in a good match, that was the first meeting between the two since 2009. It was surprisingly Lethal's first victory over Shelley in ROH, after Shelley won the previous two bouts in 2004. The bout was structured well, with Lethal constantly attempting to hit a suicide dive, with Shelley always having an answer and eventual being able to take complete control of the match. The build towards that move was some of the best use I've seen of the move, especially considering that there were plenty others across the rest of the evening. The two looked extremely comfortable in the ring together, perhaps too much so as there were time where it felt like Lethal and Shelley were quite happy to go through the motions here. When you've got two men as talented and experienced as Lethal and Shelley, that still produces an enjoyable contest, but I definitely got the feeling this wasn't the best effort from either. 

Coming seemingly out of nowhere, Donavon Dijak's victory over Lio Rush, was a ridiculous match, that got the crowd to their feet after ten minutes of excitement and innovation. This was the best match that I've seen out of either man, as they took the power v speed dynamic and ran with it. Despite the lighting rig trying it's best to take the spotlight (geddit?) from them, Rush and Dijak put together some breath taking sequences, whilst also showing that they had the simple stuff on a lock as well. Dijak lobbing Rush around the ring was almost as entertaining as Rush's speedy spots! The exploration of the big man v small man trope was where the match took things to the next level, as Dijak showed he was prepared to take to the sky with a stunning moonsault to the outside, whilst Rush went toe to toe with Dijak on the apron and then hit a ridiculous Spanish Fly off the apron! Having Rush attempt to beat the man who was over a foot taller than him by countout was an astute piece of booking. I feel like everyone in the audience came away with a higher regard for both men than they had when they walked in. If you get the chance to see this, do it.

Before the Delirious/Castle v The Addiction match got underway, there was some comedy japes from everyone involved as Christopher Daniels and Frankie Kazarian attempted to get Delirious to join their stable, by offering a pair of shoes. This was five minutes of pure wonderfulness as the foursome molded their gimmicks together to create some laugh out loud comedy. The Addiction played their part down to a tee, as Delirious uttered non-nonsensical replies and the pair attempted to translate. By the end of the exchange, that concluded with Castle uttering the immortal line "Shoes? Where we're going we don't need shoes", the match between the two teams felt more important than it had before hand and everyone involved had had a jolly good time. Can't complain with that!

Finally...

ATPW Scale Rating - 7.05/10

Beyond perhaps appearances from ACH or War Machine this event had pretty much every ROH talent that I wanted to see on it, so that's always going to be a major positive. In terms of wrestling quality, the main event was straight up silly and managed to live up to expecations, whilst Donavon Dijak v Lio Rush seemed to take everyone by surprise also. The Castle/Delirious v The Addiction contest offered something completely different, but remained entertaining throughout. For the most part, the rest of the card produced some good action, but mainly struggled to either live up to expectation and didn't hit the top level that you'd expect from of the individuals involved. 

In A Sentence - A brilliant main event, a sleeper classic and some entertaining comedy surrounded by a lot of good, but ultimately forgettable wrestling.

Match of the Night - Young Bucks v Scurll/Ospreay 

Review - James Marston

Event Review: Attack! Pro Wrestling X Pop Punk - FSU v Chief Deputy Dunne & Pete Dunne

On 12th November, Attack! Pro Wrestling presented a unique event, alongside Pop Punk band, Junior at The Frog & Fiddle in Cheltenham, Gloustershire. The two elements were intertwined throughout the show, with the main event featuring band member Mark Andrews tagging with FSU partner Eddie Dennis against Chief Deputy Dunne (Damian Dunne) and Pete Dunne. With the likes of "Flying" Mike Bird, Chris Brookes, Wild Boar, "Ravin'" Danny Jones and Chuck Mambo also on the card, how would Attack!'s second trip to Cheltenham go down? 

Venue & Crowd - I love the Frog & Fiddle. This is only the second show that Attack! have run in the building and I'm absolutely in love with it. It's small and compact in the barn and even with just 100 fans in attendance, it can be incredibly tight with a ring in the middle, but that allows for a great atmosphere and brilliant interactivity. The crowd was hot throughout, for both the wrestling and the music, reacting to the action well and jumping on any opportunity to have a good ol' sing song. The mix of wrestling and music was used well and even with the ring only leaving room for a few people directly in front of the stage, it was still pretty sweet down the front when Junior were giving it the big ones. I'm not a music reviewer, so I'll be mostly sticking to the wrasslin' portion of the show as we continue.

The main event was an unannounced clash that saw FSU (Eddie Dennis & Mark Andrews) get a crowd-pleasing victory over "The Bruiserweight" Pete Dunne & The Anti-Fun Police's Chief Deputy Dunne in tag team action. The build-up made use of the unique set-up as after Junior appeared to be rounding off the evening, Andrews made reference to just how much fun he was having, of course, bringing out CDD, who used a Twitter exchange from earlier in the week as his fuel. CDD was quickly joined by Pete and a beatdown ensued, until Andrew WK's Party Hard hit, the crowd went nuts and Dennis came out to make the save. It was a flurry of excitement, that moved from one moment to the next at the right pace and concluded with an big main event being set up straight away. What's not to like about this? Nothing. That's what. 

The Dunne Bros and FSU have collided in PROGRESS and Fight Club: Pro and all four guys have plenty of history all over the UK and that showed throughout this tag tangle. The two groups have such a chemistry together that I'm actually surprised that they haven't faced off on more occasions. Because I'm a fool, all my methods of writing notes botched on me for the main event, so unfortunately I can't go as in depth as I would like to this, but the whole match was as crisp and pacy as you would expect. Andrews and Dennis are two of the best babyfaces on the scene right now, the Dunnes are two of the strongest heels, add into that the pre-match build and you had four wrestlers who had the crowd in the palm of their hands throughout. There was flips and tricks and reverse ranas and finisher teases and near falls and all sorts of good stuff, that was made stronger and more enjoyable by a solid structure that unfolded at a nice pace, as well as the hugely satisfying finish. Because my description of the contest is awfully vague (for the aforementioned reason) I would urge you even more than usual to check it out through the on-demand service! 

Match in a Sentence - Four clever workers with a shit tonne of chemistry and a great knowledge of what their audience wants, with a cool and unique set-up.

After some tunes from Junior, the wrestling portion of the show kicked off with #CCK (Chris Brookes & Mondai Lykos) successfully retaining the Tag Team Championships against Bowl-A-Rama ("Fat Cat" Lloyd Katt & Splits McPins) in a humourous comedy encounter, that got the crowd more than warmed up for the rest of the evenings festivities. The early portion of the contest was wall to wall silliness, that included a multi-man wet willy spot, before referee Shay Purser apparently lost his mind and grabbed Lykos' signature baking tray (not sure what use a damn dirty wolf has for a baking tray) and just started twatting people with it. Everyone went down to the almighty tray of baking. Then there was Katt needing to smoke a cigar for reasons, his cigar getting broken and then Bowl-a-Rama got their bowling ball involved in the action. The bowling ball actually looked pretty damn painful (because it was a bowling ball), especially when thrown into Brookes lower back (I have bulging discs in that region and almost fell to the fall just imagining how that would feel for my old old spine (I'm 23)) 

The final stretch of the match was all about the near falls, as the pace picked up and things seemed to get more serious with Bowl-a-Rama looking desperate to take those tag belts from Brookes & Lykos. The action went back and forth, there was a sick reverse rana from McPins, some brilliant last ditch kick outs and saves that were well-timed. The Gory Special/Blockbuster combination that #CCK do is a great piece of business, everything about it is just lovely. More of that move, everywhere, please. I still hate Brookes though, because Brookes is a slugpellet. Lykos is still a damn dirty Wolf. My hatred for the two characters will always make a match about seven times more intense. By the matches end, I felt like Bowl-a-Rama had been raised up a notch for having competed with #CCK for over 15 minutes and shown that there is perhaps more depth to their act than one might expect on a first glimpse. #CCK are developing into one of the best villain tandems on the scene and continued to show a versatility and willingness to mix up their style that will see them well in the new year.  

Match in a Sentence - A strong mix of comedy and graps, that set the tone for an Attack! show perfectly. 

Wild Boar in singles action! Boar went 2-0 in Cheltenham, with a victory over "The Human Drewplex Machine" Drew Parker. If you haven't seen Parker's "Extremely Confused" gimmick in Attack!, Parker took a knock to the head in September and has since taken on the personae of various ECW alumni, including Sab-Drew and Drew Jack. If you hadn't guessed this time around Parker believed he was 3 time ECW World Tag Team Champion Taz and it was glorious. From the entrance to the no selling with crossed arms to some Drewplexes, if you weren't enjoying this match with the glee of a child hearing sleighbells on Christmas Eve then we can never ever be friends. The japes of Parker's character were met with brutality by Boar, as he threw everything he had at Parker, including a brilliant Pop-up Powerbomb nearfall. Boar even managed to withstand a number of Tazmission attempts. The two characters slotted together well, with Boar's build and style suiting Parker's Tazz parody and creating a match that was ridiculously entertaining. The loss will only help endear Parker to the audience as the gimmick continues to gather steam.

Match in a Sentence - Stupidly entertaining stuff.

Another bonus match saw "The Not-So Ginger Anymore Jesus" Mike Bird best "Bronco" Brendan White, Chuck Mambo and "Ravin'" Danny Jones in a Four Way scramble match. This wasn't a lengthy encounter (8 minutes), but was choc-full of action, with all four guys able to get in a good showcase of their characters and what they could do in the ring. PROGRESS Wrestling's Mambo made a strong first impression on the Attack! crowd, with his laid-back surfer gimmick being easy to like and the ability to get a pop from a surfboard stretch showed that he'll fit in well in the weird and wonderful world of Attack! Taking bumps as Jones blew his rave whistle at him also helped to endear Mambo to his new audience. White also continued to impress as he develops including being involved in a freaky suplex spot with Bird and Jones. After a number of dives to the outside, Bird let his experience show as he conquered all three of his opponents with a flurry of offense including a double knee gutbuster as part of another sweet multi-man spot. With Bird heading into a match with Eddie Dennis to crown the first ever Attack! Champion on 20th November, this was definitely a cool way to set Bird up! 

Match in a Sentence - Fast and exciting four way with a vast array of strong personalities.

Any Other Business

• The show concluded with Jim Lee celebrating his birthday with a cake, before Chief Deputy Dunne ended up taking a stunner from Junior's Si, complete with the iconic glass smash and Jim Johnston's I Won't Do What You Tell Me! 

Finally...

ATPW Scale Rating - Fun (or 7.38/10)

Attack! is a brilliant promotion and this was another great show out of the outfit. Seriously, I love Attack! The main event was superb stuff, #CCK v Bowl-a-Rama was very good in a totally different way, Parker v Boar was just the right shade of silly and the Four Way was everything you'd want from that type of match and more. Not for a single moment did I find myself even feeling a little bit bored as every performer worked hard to keep everything they were doing interesting, entertaining and different. Junior's music was a good fit for the feel of the show and continued that interesting, entertaining and different style that I've began to associate with Attack! 

Show in a Sentence - Interesting, Entertaining and Different.

Match of the Night - FSU (Eddie Dennis & Mark Andrews) v Chief Deputy Dunne & Pete Dunne

All - James Marston

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