An insanely entertaining opener to a thoroughly engrossing title match in June from Lutte NCW. Jesse Champagne, 5'9", 185#, flaunts and flourishes his championship belt right in front of handsome Eddy ErDogan, 5'11", 195#. This is Eddy's third try at taking the belt off Jesse, and at the moment he is fired up and hungry. It's not a good time for Jesse to mess with the young buck's head.
Eddy highkicks Jesse before the bell sounds, before Jesse has time to doff his beautiful red robe. Then he marches the champ to all four corners of the ring, delivering a resounding beatdown at each corner. He tears open the lapels of the robe, backs Jesse to the ropes, and wales on the arrogant heel's chest.
The craven coward rolls under the bottom rope and out of the ring, seeking the comfort of his valet Mademoiselle Rachelle's arms. Eddy goes after him and slaps the shit out of him right in front of his woman. He yanks the robe off and starts braining Jessie against the metal barricades.
Smooth, crowd-pleasing Eddy is owning the champ. And I'm in his corner even though I've never laid eyes on him before this match. Back in the ring Jesse springs an attack while Eddy is reentering the ring and, for his effort, gets balls full of Eddy's fist and a smack of Eddy's boot to the side of the head. An elbow drop has the champ pleading for mercy.
A bodyslam turns the tide but only for a second, and the give-and-take portion of the match takes over ... in and out of the ring. But too much time out of the ring robs the match of the closure I'm craving. The match ends with a double countout, disappointing, but then it takes five or six black-shirted security guys to pry these boys loose of each other. Not satisfied to walk away with belt still in hand, Jesse chomps down on Eddy's flesh, painting his mouth red with his challenger's blood.
This match caught me totally by surprise and I loved every second of it, even tolerating the no-win ending. I'm especially impressed with young tough Eddy. ErDogan and Champagne prove what I already knew, that you don't have to be swole or cut like a hornet to steam up the room with pitch-perfect attitude and hot-as-firecrackers wrestling.
(Watch the match here on YouTube.)