Back in the ring, Bam Bam had pulled Tatanka up by the back of his tight briefs and flung him against the ropes. The dazed hero was helpless, as he rebounded into the heel’s waiting bear hug!
“Ahhh no!” Tatanka howled as the massive Bigalo lifted him from the ground, squeezing relentlessly.
The handsome native’s strength was vanishing quick as pain overtook his senses. Tatanka tried desperately to pound on Bigalo, doing anything he could to loosen the grip, but it was no use. The heel held tight, increasing the pressure each time Tatanka tried to struggle.
`Give up Tatanka!`Bigalo cried out.
Titan couldn`t help but envy Bam Bam - how he wanted to be the one bear hugging Tatanka, feeling the man`s brief clad body weakening with every second. At least he had the next best thing; a front row seat, close enough to hear every gasp and groan that escaped Tatanka`s lips.
With a great moan of agony, the strong body of Tatanka slumped sideways, as Bam Bam drained it of it`s last ounce of strength. ``He`s beat Ref, count this stud out!``
With a heavy heart, the ref raised the beaten man`s arm once…twice…before it fell a third time, life began to surge back into Tatanta’s battered body.
“Not going to let you win!” The baby face said, gaining the strength to loosed the hold. Before Bam Bam knew what was happening, Tatanka had given him a vicious head but, effectively breaking the hold and giving him time to stagger to his corner to make the tag to Luger.
Luger wasted no time, rushing into the ring to take the spot of his weakened ally. Unfortunately for him, Bam Bam was waiting, and landed a strong kick to the American’s gut, forcing Lex to his knees.
“You’re pathetic Luger” Bam Bam taunted as the chiselled stud clung to his feet for support. I’m going to enjoy making your scream!”
Although hurt, Lex had been overplaying the injury to get Bam Bam just where he wanted him. Just as the villainous heel was lifting him up, Lex grabbed Bigalo’s legs and pulled him into a quick pin!
“ONE, TWO, THREE!!!” The ref counted, as the 2nd of Titan’s team was eliminated.
Lex breathed a sigh of relief, now they outnumbered the bad guys, 3-2, not bad odds.
Though Titan wanted to get into the ring, Crush was first through the ropes - a fresh man in the match. As Luger rolled off of Bam Bam, the new heel wasted no time, charging forward delivering a monstrous axe handle to Lex’s back.
Luger fell to the mat, clutching his injured back as he let our a moan of anguish.
“You’re lucky I got in before Titan,” Crush laughed as he stepped over the fallen hunk. “If not, you’d already be submitting to his bear hug!”
“I’ll never submit” Lex spat back, trying to fight through the pain that not racked his muscular frame.
“We’ll see about that!” Grabbing hold of Luger’s arms, Crush strapped the American hero into an agonizing Came Clutch!
The camera zoomed in on Luger’s face so all could see the dire situation the hero was in. Crush was almost the size of Titan, and with his strength, it was only a matter of time before he got the hunk to cry uncle.
“Ahhh God, my back…hurts so much….” Try as he might, Luger was like a fly, trapped in the sadistic spider’s web.
“Come on Luger, tell the people I’ve bested you!” Crush screamed with glee. He could feel Luger’s power fade as the main moaned and cried out in pain beneath him. Any minute now, the Man Made in the USA would give in, the pain just too much to bear.
“You’re out of Juice Luger. You’ve got nothing left, just give up!”
“I told you,” Lex winced, “I’ll never give up!’ The hunky American in the Star-Spangled briefs began to wiggle forward, inch by inch getting closer to the ropes. Finally, to Crush’s astonishment, Lex finally made it close enough to the ropes to reach out and grasp his freedom.
“That’s it, let him go” the ref screamed.
“So you’ve bought yourself a bit of time” Crush said, as he enjoyed watching Luger struggle to get back to his feet.
After what seemed like an eternity, Lex finally managed to pull himself up to the middle rope. His body was taxed and his powerful muscles cried out for relief. He knew he had to make the tag because he wouldn’t get through another painful submission like the camel clutch he just endured.
Sensing Luger’s imminent defeat, Crush grabbed the back of the stud’s american speedo and lifted Lex back to his feet. “You’re through hero!” The heel tossed Luger against the ropes, and took aim for a massive boot which would surely knock the man out cold. Just at the final second, Lex ducked beneath the finishing strike, gained some more momentum and when Crush finally spun around, he had bounced off the other rope and jumped high in the air. With a sickening clunk, Luger’s forearm came into contact with the villain’s face, knocking Crush straight into next week.
Luger immediately covered his opponent,
“One! Two, THREE!”
That was it, Crush was eliminated, leaving only Titan against Luger, Tatanka and Hogan. Even for the monstrous world champ, it seemed like insurmountable odds.
Luger rolled off of his defeated opponent, unable to even get to his feet. He had used the last of his reserve to mount that heroic comeback and now the well was all but dry.
As Titan climbed over the top rope, a smile crossed his stone cold face. Sure he was outnumbered, but he didn’t see it that way. To him, fate have gifted him with the rare opportunity to punish not one, not two, but three muscle studs all in a row and he was going to begin with the man laying in the middle of the ring.
