Kelly King vs Joey King, Heel Bash 2 (BG East)
Quite frankly, I love this fight. My tastes lean towards large, hairy, and rough, and in these regards Kelly and Joey are near equals. Kelly's is the more familiar face at BG East, and even if you know his work at Thunder's Arena, Joey is even more impressive here in the squared circle. Kelly is far from welcoming towards his fellow King, whom we're told is Kelly's "distant" kin. "My ring," he is quick to declare. Territoriality is typical of the BG Beasts, so this sort of "drawing a line in the sand" is not unusual. But Joey has a fine riposte: after winning an initiatory test of strength against Kelly, he says, his chest swelling, "This WAS your ring!"
The pain commences soon after. This is rigorous punishment only professional wrestlers can pull off--seismic boot stomps to the joints and not just one but several pretzelific Boston crab holds I can almost feel as I clutch my remote and rewind for a second and third viewing. It's one thing to be hot as fuck in classic black wrestling trunks, quite another to convince me I'm watching an authentic lumps-and-bruises fight. Joey and Kelly succeed on both counts. It's no surprise that Kelly wins the first fall by submission, but the fury and energy with which Joey rebounds are unexpected. Joey chokes Kelly out for a few seconds but fails to win a count-out before Kelly rallies back.
I close with a quotation from BGE's online catalog description of the match, which I helped compose. It's not unusual for me to write descriptions for pay with sincere and unfeigned enthusiasm. It happens more often than not. So great is my love of wrestling; so great is my love of BG East. In this case my gushing is unforced and completely sincere:
This match supplies some of the finest punishing boot stomps we've seen in a long while, increasingly to Kelly's advantage. Staggered, Joey pleads for a timeout. In just half a heartbeat, Kelly mule-kicks the guy's balls, quipping, "THERE's your timeout!" After Kelly gains his second tap-out by crab hold, Joey is reluctant to continue the fight. But Kelly's just catching his second wind. He promises a fair fight if Joey sticks it out. Joey lunges, fist flying, and Kelly ducks under the arc of the swing and heaves Joey up in a bearhug. So great is the pressure Kelly puts on Joey's spine that the new heel hire taps out a third time. Kelly dismissively drops his cousin on his face and then stomps the guy's head! It will take a miracle for Joey to regain his bearings and press on further. Yet from the very start, this fight is a race between two never-say-die hell-raisers to see who dismantles whom first. The action rises to a fever pitch till the unforgettable climax, when one of these bruisers wipes the slate clean with a Texas-style stone-cold stunner! Not to be missed! Never to be forgotten!