Julie O'Reilly - The Spunky Irish (debut!) vs Julia Night

Well, it seemed that Julia meant business, and was not one to give any mercy to the newcomer. Not that Julie thought she would, but still the match had gotten off to a rougher start than the Irish had expected. It just meant that she needed to up her game...

As Julie managed to get up and turned around, the Texan had made her way already right in front of her. She wasn't about to let Julie escape, and soon the Irish received a hard punch in her gut. She let our a brief cry of pain, again dropping down on her knee. But keeping her other leg extended, Julie then tried to take advantage of her weakened appearance, and tried to surprise the Texan by suddenly pivoting her body around and trying to perform a legsweep on Julia.

The redheaded Irish was not going anywhere Julia wouldn't allow her to go, instead opting to keep her close and keep on the attack all throughout to make sure that Julie would feel completely helpless in this match and establish just who was in charge here. Her punch caught her unprepared and Julie sank back down to her knees while Julia stood over her.

"You must be lost here, you haven't even been able to do anything yet. Will you even be able to survive one round let alone a second on-Wooah!" She screamed as Julie took advantage of her position and Julia's gloating to trip her up and send her to the floor.

Julie heard the Texan starting to taunt her and it was clear she just wanted to squash the Irish rookie. However, if Julie was the one to decide, that would not be happening... If the Irish had one strength, that was her speed, and it was exactly what she intended to benefit from with the legsweep.

Julie couldn't have felt happier as she saw Julia fall down on her back. Finally she was able to interrupt the Texan's assault and get herself in the game as well... But she knew more actions would be needed, and fast, if she wanted to keep Julia down. So Julie would then quickly raise herself and try to get the bigger girl into a Boston Crab hold.

The fall didn't hurt that much, though it would have been better had she not gotten taken by surprise by the leg sweep. From there she tried to adjust and push away before she felt her grabbing her legs and trying to lift them up and try to turn her over in a Boston crab. Trying to lock in a submission hold while she could.

"Hey wh-what are you doing stop you bit-Ahhh!" She screamed out as she turned to her front slowly despite her efforts and her back was bent in the boston crab. her arm started to shake a bit as she tried to get out of the submission hold.

Julie could feel the Texan trying to resist, but she managed to be just quick enough in her actions in order to make the resistance no good. Getting Julia set up for the hold required some power from the Irish, but at this stage of the match it wasn't nearly too much. Finally, she could lock Julia up in a hold, and was able to tell her a few things while the Texan had to listen to her in the Boston Crab hold.

"OK, so, Julia... First of all, I don't know where you've come up with that replacement thing. Don't know if you should be replaced, but me being the replacement is total BS." Strengthening her hold for a bit, she then continued "Secondly, I might be a rookie, but I won't just be your punching bag! And that does NOT make me a bitch!"

Julie would then release the Boston Crab hold, but then quickly turn around and jump trying to settle down sitting on Julia's shoulders, and then let her feel the headscissors of the Spunky Irish.

Not only was she subjected tab she also had to endure hearing Julia rant about everything she had said so far. Trying to blot it out she continued to push towards her escape but to no avail as Julie changed tactics on her quickly, letting go of the hold and trying to pin her down on her shoulders.

Julia was about to start moving and prying her off her but just as she made any attempt to Julie moved her legs up and attempted to wrap a headscissors around her neck. "Hagh!" she gagged as her hands went to her legs and she started to choke while trying to break out of the hold.

Things seemed to be going well for the Irish. She had gotten Julia suffering in her holds, and managed to tell her the things that needed to be said. The crowds seemed to like the recent turns of events as well. Now all Julie had to do was to keep up the control... As she had already witnessed, the Texan was eager to throw the smaller Irish around if given the chance.

Julie's headscissor hold seemed to be effective as Julia was struggling beneath her to break herself free. Julie squeezed really hard a couple of times, but it was becoming increasingly clear that Julia was gradually able to loosen the hold. So Julie needed another change of tactic. She would quickly try to grab hold of Julia's hands and pin them to the ground, while releasing the scissor hold and moving her legs backwards. The Irish would then try to jump only her legs up and drive her knees onto Julia's back. Hopefully, she could then manage to squeeze her thighs around the Texan's sides, while taking Julia into a sleeper hold with her arms.

Frantically Julia was fighting not to fall victim to such an early loss of the first round as the girl continued to go from chokeout to chokeout. Switching things up with her legs she tried to keep her hands down before letting go and driving her knees into her back to elicit a grunt from her lips though she refused to outright give up before she transitioned it into a sleeper hold.

"Hunngh..." She groaned as her hands went around her neck and tried to stop the hold as best she could though from her current position she was losing air fast. Desperate she pushed against her hands but it felt like she was fading faster and faster as the hold went on.

Julie was on a roll here. She had managed to turn the tide of the match in her favor, and keep the bigger girl grounded with her attacks. And it started to appear that Julia was really suffering from her constant choking holds... Julia just groaned as Julie had managed to lock in a tight sleeper hold, and she could feel the Texan's resistance weakening by the seconds.

Confident that Julia was already quite exhausted from the choking holds, Julie then decided to try something different. The Irish suddenly let go of her holds, leaving the Texan on the mat. Julie would then quickly try to mount the ropes right next to them, hoping that Julia would turn around on her back in the meantime. Reaching the top rope, hoping she had been fast enough, the Irish would then try to perform a moonsault, hoping to land right in the middle of Julia.

Refusing to give up but not really finding a solution to her plight it looked to be the end for Julia though she was still fighting she wasn't making the progress she needed to get away from her opponents grasp before Julia just let her go. Sucking in air as soon as it would come she laid on her back and looked up at Julia climbing the nearest turnbuckle. Clearly intending to take this fall with a bang.

Well she was about to make sure that it backfired on her. Rolling out of the way of the move she let Julie hit the ground while she got closer to the ropes and continued trying to breathe. Slowly looking to make her way back up to her feet so she could kick the Irish punks ass.