Peggy McIntyre vs. Yajiri Kasamatsu

Peggy groaned as she was rolled over, and those sounds turned into shrieks as the Boston crab was locked in! Peggy howled out and began to claw her way over to the ropes! Her back was shooting with pain now and Yajiri had managed to take control of the momentum in this match! Peggy reached, clawing and dragging the two women towards that bottom rope.

A bottom rope that seemed much further away than it was with every painful second of this hold taking the fight out of Peggy!

Yajiri strained and groaned through the effort as she kept applying pressure to the boston crab, all the while being dragged closer and closer to the ropes by her resilient foe. But despite her best efforts, it wasn’t enough to force a submission from the tough Irish lass, and soon the ref was calling for the rope break. With a heavy sigh Yajiri dropped Peggy’s legs and moved off of her, taking a few seconds to catch her own breath as she went.

Moving to stand behind the redhead, Yajiri crouched down and waited for her to pull herself up. And the second she was on her feet again, the rookie would latch her arms around her foe’s waist, then attempt to heave her overhead and slam her down with a bridging German Suplex!

Peggy gasped for breath as she grabbed the rope, slowly starting to rise to her feet. However, Yajiri had other plans. Plans that were not in the best interest of Peggy to say the least! Yajiri grabbed Peggy around the waist and lift in a fluid motion, resulting in a loud, resounding impact as Pegy cried out in pain!

"ONE!"

Peggy groaned and kicked weakly as she was being pinned after the painful move. With a loud cry she thrust a shoulder up and managed to break the pin right at the two count, rolling over to the side and flopping on the mat! She grabbed the back of her head in pain as she was still hurting from the move. Sure she kicked out but Yajiri was firmly in the drivers seat now.

The ref only just managed to get the two count off before Peggy jolted a shoulder up and broke the count. Yajiri released the girl and slapped the mat as she rolled onto her hands and knees. She’d done a good job of putting the aggressive Irish woman on the defensive, but finding a way to finish her off was going to be easier said than done. Still, she had to keep trying.

With her foe still on the ground, Yajiri decided to try to target her legs next. After moving over to kneel by them, she grabbed one of Peggy ankles, then stepped over and around the leg. If her opponent failed to stop her in time, Yajiri would then cross that leg over the other, then fall back and put her own leg over it to lock in a figure four leg lock!

Peggy was still in a daze from the suplex and an easy target for Yajiri! as the hold was locked in she let out a cry of pain and agony as the submission was locked in and applied. Peggy felt the pain shoot through her lower body and again cried out! However, this was a hold she knew and this wasn't impossible to escape.

With a loud groan the Irish lass twisted over turning the pair over and reversing the pressure! Peggy used her wider frame and spread her arms out to brace herself, doing all she could to prevent that same reversal from being used against her!

Yajiri grit her teeth and strained with the effort to bend Peggy's legs as painfully as she could once she locked in the figure four. Clearly it was having the desired effect, judging form the Irish woman's screams. But despite the pain she was in, her foe continued to prove she was a tough and resilient one.

The young brunette tried to fight against Peggy's efforts to turn the hold over, but was simply outmatched in terms of leg strength. Soon they were on their fronts, and it was Yajiri's turn to give a sharp cry of pain. With the hold now turned against her, she attempted to roll them over in the same direction once more, hoping doing so would bring them into the ropes and force a break.

Peggy was happy that she managed to roll Yajiri over but instead of keeping the hold locked in on Yajiri the young woman kept the roll going right over to the ropes! The referee called for a rope break and Peggy slowly released the hold, not happy about yajiri getting away. "Lucky....ya just got lucky." Peggy groaned as she rose to her feet gingerly.

Peggy waited for Yajiri to rise up and was fed up. She stepped up and began wailing on Yajiri with punches to her face and abdomen in a flurry, trying to treat Yajiri like a punching back! Peggy wanted to pound on Yajiri and force her to back pedal into the ropes or into a corner. If she had enough shots connect to daze Yajiri then that would be a nice bonus!

Lariato: Yajiri panted and grimaced while slowly pulling herself back up to her feet with the help of the ropes. Just when she seemed to have had the match in hand, things had taken turned right back in Peggy’s favor. Little did she know it was only about to get much worse.

The moment she stood back up and turned to face her foe, Yajiri was blasted with a violent punch right to the jaw, rocking her head to the side! Heavily dazed already from the sudden hit, she was totally defenseless against the onslaught of punches that followed, repeatedly hammering into her head and body, driving her right back against the ropes!

By the time the punches finally stopped, the world was spinning all around Yajiri, who fell back against the ropes. Her arms falling over the top rope was all that kept her from collapsing to the mat completely. But vertical or otherwise, she was still a sitting duck, completely defenseless against whatever Peggy had in store for her.

Highfly: Peggy grinned as she saw Yajiri go limp and barely able to stand. She waste no time moving in and reaching out hooking both of Yajiri's arms while wedging Yajiri's head under one of her own arms. Peggy took a couple steps back and jumped up, falling down to spike Yajiri's head off the mat with a double underhook DDT!

"How does that feel ya little prissy fangirl!? This is a wrestling ring where women compete not awestruck little girls!" Peggy shouted as she stood up, looking over the downed Yajiri with a smile on her face.

Lariato: Yajiri was vaguely aware of her body being pulled away from the ropes. But as dazed as she was she couldn’t tell what exactly Peggy was doing with her. Everything was still a spinning haze to her, and then out of nowhere she felt the explosive pain of her head spiking straight onto the mat!

She idly rolled onto her back, one hand resting on her aching skull while the other lay on the mat at her side. Yajiri would love to have thrown some sort of retort back at Peggy for her insulting comments, but in her current state could do nothing but lightly squirm and groan while she laid on the mat.

Highfly: Peggy laughed loudly at Yajiri as she pulled.her up and whipped her into the corner. This was it she could feel it. Peggy grabbed hold of Yajiri and lift her up into a sitting position on top of the turnbuckle. Peggy climbed up to the middle rope and wedged her feet in to brace herself.

Peggy grabbed Yajiri around the waist and flung back, trying to paste Yajiri to the mat with a spider suplex! Peggy wasn't done though as she got herself to the top, turning to face Yajiri. Peggy took a big breath and jumped up looking to frog splash down onto Yajiri!

Peggy would land and lay across Yajiri's chest to go for the pin. Instead of hooking a leg she flexed one arm while smiling at the crowd, using her other arm to press Yajiri's face to the mat. "Stay outta my ring you wannabe fangirl fake."

"ONE!"

Lariato: Hoisted from the mat and flung into the corner, Yajiri’s battered body offered no resistance as Peggy maneuvered her into position on the top rope. For a brief moment the brunette had a blurry vision of the crowd, thousands of eyes looking right at her in anticipation, though she couldn’t tell what exactly for. Then suddenly everything went spinning again as she was pulled backward off the top rope, and brought to a thunderous crash on the mat with the Spider Suplex!

She laid still and sprawled on the mat, the only movement coming from her being the slow rise and fall of her chest with her breathing. Peggy had effectively blasted all the fight right out of her, but she still wasn’t done. Yajiri briefly caught a glimpse of the silhouette of her foe under the bright lights of the arena, coming right down toward her. But in her current state, she had neither the time nor the energy to do anything about it.

BANG!

Peggy came crashing down right onto Yajiri’s torso, causing her limbs to jolt up before limply dropping right back down to the mat. She was barely even conscious now, but just enough that she felt the Irish girl’s forearm roughly press against her face, shoving it down against the mat while the ref counted.

“TWO!”

“THREE!!!”

And just like that, it was over. The bell rang to make Peggy’s victory official, all the while Yajiri could only lay there and grimace, both from the collective pain she’d endured and her anger at the blatant disrespect Peggy was demonstrating toward her.

Highfly: Peggy stood tall raising her arms up as she looked down at Yajiri. "I am better than ya could ever hope to be! Ya want to be like your favorite Allie do ya? Actually try being decent in a ring!" Peggy screamed as she began pulling Yajiri up by the hair throwing her over the top rope by her hair! Peggy laughed as the crowd booed her and she shrugged them off. Peggy won and that is all she cares about.

Lariato: Yajiri wanted nothing more than to destroy Peggy then and there. She glared up at the Irish woman with fiery hatred and resentment, but right now that's all she could do. The brunette couldn't even fight back as she was pulled up by her hair and tossed right out of the ring! The crowd showered Peggy with boos, but their sympathy for Yajiri did little to ease her anger or her wounded pride. A couple ringside stagehands picked her up, draping her arms over their shoulders to help her to the back. On her way out Yajiri looked over her shoulder back at Peggy, silently vowing to one day avenge this humiliating defeat…

Winner via pinfall: Peggy McIntyre