Jaguar Negra vs Ivan Komorov - TLC match

After connecting the fist with Jaguar's chest made everything easier for Ivan. With his opponent being doubled over, big Russian didn't have any problems with puting him over the shoulders - however this is where problems began. Ivan tried to powerbomb him through the table, but simply couldn't because of constant stream of kicks and punches. Ivan grunted and tried to keep Jaguar up, but eventually he had to let him go.

Not only that Ivan let his oppent go, he also dissapeared from his sight right away. Although he didn't know where Jaguar is, he didn't need to look for him as he felt arms wraping around his neck. He send few elbow strikes in sides of opponent body when he came out with better plan.

Ivan turned around, so his back was turned toward table now. He moved few steps backward, so he was right beside it and began slamming Jaguar's back into the table. He didn't plan to give up the slamming - either Jaguar let him go or they'll both go through the table; with Ivan landing on top of his opponent.

Nearly as soon as Jean began the sleeperhold, Ivan's defenses were set in motion; elbow strikes were the first line of defense, but they were not enough to break Jaguar's determination or grip. He grunted slightly with each hit but he maintained his grip and endured through it.

Seeing that the strategy wasn't working, Ivan switched to ramming Jaguars back into the table. This strategy earned slightly better results, the first attempt made Jaguar's grip falter for a second. "Go to sleep already!" he shouted in annoyance as he redoubled his grip and fought through the pain, squeezing his arms tight tight tight round his neck. Even a man of Ivan's stature was bound to start feeling the effects of the chokehold by now, and it was clear that Jaguar hanging onto his back was going nowhere anytime soon. He was gonna have to put him through that table if he wanted him gone, but Jaguar planned to knock him out before then!

Despite not succeding with first attempts, Ivan kept on slaming Jaguar into the table. He knew that was the best way to get rid of him since table should eventually break with combined weight of two wrestlers.

He stoped for a second and send another elbow in the side of Jaguars body and than continue using full strength and slaming his back toward the table. There was less and less air getting into his lungs, but he heard a table cracking already. This noise gave him strength and hope to finally got the luchador of his back.

The sound of the table creaking and starting to split was a sign to Jaguar that his plan wasn't working as well as he hoped. The sleeperhold just wasn't putting Ivan out fast enough. Thus when Ivan tried to ram him once more, Jaguar switched things up. In order to perform the sleeper, the 5'6 luchador was practically hanging midair off the giant 6'7" man's back. Thus, when he went to ram him again, Jaguar caught the bottom of his foot on the lip of the table and used Ivan's force to push himself up.

Now standing on the top of the table, Jaguar untangled his arms from around the man's neck and risked himself even more as he placed his hands on Ivan's broad shoulders. The audience gasped in surprise when Jaguar lifted himself up into a handstand on top of Ivan, and then quickly came crashing down knees first into the man's chest. Hopefully he had enough swing and force to knock Ivan back, perhaps even enough to make him fall through the weakened table.

Ivan's persistance finally paid off as Jaguar at last got off his neck. He didn't put him through the table as he desired, but at least he can breathe now. He gasped for air, but still felt Jaguars hands. Ivan looked up and saw Jaguar straight on top of him. It was perfect situation for the Russian giant. Jagaur could easily hold on Ivan's body before, but this wasn't the case now - Jaguar was voulnerable.

Ivan would quickly move forward when Jaguar would be using his arms to stay above him in order to force him to lose balance and collapse down on canvas. Looking down at him Ivan would try to stomp Jaguar's stomach few times. He didn't want him to get up, so Ivan could take some more gasps before proceding. And keeping him down with stomps was bit more appealing way than backing off and letting Jaguar do his Shaneningans.

Before Jaguar could complete his swing cycle, Ivan swatted his arms out of position and caused the luchador to fall haphazardly onto the mat. The first stomp into his chest caused spittle to fly from his mouth as the wind was knocked clean outta him. The second stomp had similar effects, causing him to dry heave as he had just barely refilled his lungs with air when the foot came crashing down.

Jaguar wasn't keen on sticking around for a third stomp, so he rolled away and escaped beneath the table out of sight. He knew this wasn't a good place to hide, so as soon as he saw Ivan turn around again, the luchador was gonna roll back once more and escape ringside for a bit of a breather.

After avoiding Jaguar's hit Ivan wasted no time and began stomping his body. He saw and heard that it was quite painful for him. Few more stomps and this might be an opportunity to finish his opponent. But Jaguar managed to escape and third hit went straight on canvas. He saw him escaping under the table. Ivan reached toward his opponent, but he was way too big for moves like that. So at the end he could only helplessly watch how luchadore escaped out of ring.

Russian had no interest following him. After all, he needed some break as well because of that nasty sleeper hold. He took few deep breaths, cracked his knuckles and fixed eyes on Jaguar. Although Ivan didn't plan to chase his opponent, he still walked forward a little. He decided to wait for him close to the ropes and make his entrance back in ring as hard as possible.

Jaguar idly rubbed at his chest and back, taking long deep breaths during his absence from the ring. His pulse gradually came down as the referee started counting him out, though he already had his own internal count going. Ivan waited patiently on the ropes as Jaguar paced around outside the ring, no doubt he intended on making the return trip a problem.

Jaguar played it close and waited till the seven mark to return to the ring. Knowing that Ivan would be patrolling the ropes no matter where he went, Jaguar took the initiative. He suddenly darted to the far corner, racing up the metal steps and jumping from the bottom rope all the way to the top of the turnbuckle. Ivan would no doubt be closing in, so Jaguar leaped from the turnbuckle with feet extended for a dropkick.

Ivan indeed followed the Jaguar as he walked around the ring. Ref already reached the 7 count and Ivan got little worried that this will be the end. Sure it would be nice and easy victory, but this is not the way he want to win. And Ivan was glad when Jagauar finally did the move. He tried to follow him, but luchador is simply too fast for him.

Ivan start approaching the turnbuckle, but before reaching it Jaguar was already in the air with legs out. He hit Ivan's chest with drop kick, which knocked nice amount of air out of his lungs. He gasped for air and staggered backward few steps, but managed to stay on his feet.

He glared in Jaguar and waited for him to get up on his feet. He would approach him, and tried to wrap arms around his head, put it over the shoulder and end up with stunner.

The drop kick was a resounding success and sent Ivan back a few paces while he gasped for air. It was nice to hear the other guy suffering again for once. Jaguar hauled himself back to his feet and spun around to throw a wild roundhouse kick towards Ivan's side to try to force more air out of him and prevent him from recovering easily.

This brought him in close enough for Ivan to latch on again, grabbing him by the head and bringing his head over the giant's shoulder. THWACK! Jaguar could feel his teeth smash together and his brain rattle around his skull as Ivan dropped down with a stunner, and boy did it work as advertised. Jaguar was seeing stars as he rolled onto his chest, unable to keep his balance as he crawled away.