Kenneth Seymour vs Cliff Conlin

Cliff Conlin has wrestled for BG Enterprises.

Cliff proved in the past that he’s one of the best and toughest Muscleboy’s in BG’s stable. He doesn’t think there’ll be any problem being a Bratpacker. Wrong. Kenneth gives Conlin a few lessons in Bratpack wrestling. (All with painful results to Cliff’s muscleboy body.)

(1) Walls aren’t ring ropes, you don’t rebound off of them. Especially when your opponent runs a shoulder into your gut and pushes a doorknob in your back.

(2) The wrestling space is smaller. So if someone picks you up and slams you into the floor you don’t have as much time to prepare yourself. Especially when you’re thrown into a wall. (Did I already mention the doorknob.)

(3) It’s one thing to have people yelling at you from outside a ring. It’s another when they yell at you two feet away. Especially when you’re in a kneeling full nelson and they make comments about the size of your crotch knob.

Okay, so Cliff doesn’t know shit about Bratpack wrestling. But he does know wrestling and gives Kenneth a lesson he won’t soon forget. Still in the full nelson, Conlin leaps to his feet and falls back. Kenneth releases the hold. Conlin is already on his feet before Kenneth gets to his knees. Cliff scoops him up and slams him to the mat. He follows up with a hard knee to Kenneth’s forehead.

Kenneth is slow in getting up and Conlin is waiting. Even with warnings from the crowd, Kenneth is ambivalent to Cliff’s stalking until he’s lifted into an over-the-shoulder backbreaker. Kenneth yells loud enough but doesn’t submit. Cliff lines himself up, falls backward and shoves Kenneth into the wall and a door. Kenneth yells louder than he did before while Conlin sits where he landed. He looks back and says, “How do you like your crotch knob meeting the door knob?” The audience roars with laughter as Conlin takes his time getting up and going over to Kenneth who is now sitting up nursing his aching balls.

Conlin puts his bare foot on Kenneth’s face and pushes him back. He then grabs each of Kenneth’s legs spins him around into a boston crab and leans back. The onlookers know the end is near as the back of Conlin’s head almost touches Kenneth’s. Knowing things could only get worse, Kenneth taps out.

Conlin throws the legs down, stands, turns around, and spits on Kenneth. Kenneth gets to his feet as fast as he can but Conlin has already worked his way through the crowd, heading for the showers. Kenneth yells a challenge to Conlin to meet him on his own turf. No one is positive if Conlin heard or not.

Blair vs *Hector*

Hector hates pretty boys. And Blair is won of the prettiest Bratpackers. Blair prefers the word ‘rugged’ instead of ‘pretty’ but try telling that to Hector. The hispanic comes right out and says during the match he’s not trying to break Blair, just bruise him a little. (Or a lot if the marks already on Blair’s body are any indication.)

In a particularly vulnerable moment, Hector stands behind Blair who’s lying back first on the mat. He picks up Blair’s left arm, holds it strait, and drives his knee into Blair’s elbow. Blair screams in pain as his joint is jolted into a direction it was never intended to go. Not to lose any momentum, Hector gets Blair to his feet , locks the injured limb from behind and lifts Blair off his feet. Blair hangs there, all his weight on the arm bar. It only takes one more lift to convince Blair to submit.

Dave vs *Cort*

Boy, a lot of Bratpackers lost money betting on this match. Who thought a New York leatherman would go down to a southern cowpoke. But he did. Cort rode Dave’s back like a bucking bronco. And after Cort gets tired of riding his back he tries to ride Dave’s face while having him stuck in a small package. But Dave taps out before Cort can make him his personal rodeo clown.