Tension Tag Title Match: Eliza & Clyde vs WhiteGale (c) - The best of the best!

Clyde was in no condition to stop Sion as his legs were grabbed and he was easily turned over onto his stomach and locked into the dreaded sharpshooter.

"F-Uuuuckkk!!" Clyde howled, feeling the torque in his lower back as the sharpshooter was locked in, a move that he had used many, many times to make several wrestlers in AFW tap out! Now it was on him and tearing into his body!

"Rrrghhh!!" The hold was locked in tight in the middle of the ring, unable to get to the ropes as he was forced to take the move and endure the pain.

When Daisuke got back to her team's corner she saw that Clyde had been turn over for the sharpshooter, a move that has become synonymous with good Canadian wrestling. Not that it meant everyone from there used it but those who did very well with their craft did, like his mother. It came natural for him to include it in his move set, as it did for Daisuke as well. "You got 'em Sion, you got 'em!"

Lina was also pleased. Not just with the sight of Clyde in trouble, but they way they transitioned from the double team move into this. "Break him in half!" She encouraged him to keep it applied. He didn't feel much movement on Clyde's part, though knew the ropes would be an exit plan if Clyde could get though. However if Sion had his way he'd try to keep things where they were and get Clyde to give in.

The sharpshooter was tearing into Clyde's body, his own submission finisher used against him and feeling just how painful the move could be! "Aaaauuuh!!" Clyde cried out from within the hold, hearing the roars of the crowd while Daisuke and Lina rooted for Sion.

The pain was so tense he wanted to tap but then, he remembered his fight with Abbey and how she countered the move. It gave Clyde hope and he would grit his teeth as he reached back with all his might, trying to snake his hand around Sion's ankle before suddenly yanking back to make the man fall forward while Clyde sat up! He reached down for Sion's ankles, crossed them and then pulled with all his might as he tried to snag Sion in his own Sharpshooter hold!

The two ladies encouraged him to hold on to it and give Clyde all he could from that position. Lina’s choice of words wasn’t her wanting death or anything like that on Clyde literally, she didn’t have anything against him, but she wanted Sion to not let up and keep the offense going.

Sion was doing just that as the referee was in position to check on Clyde, and he had no intention of letting go until he heard the bell or the referee to do so. As good as his grip on Clyde was, there was still a tiny door open if Clyde wasn’t able to get to the ropes to get a break. Usually with this type of situation it either doesn’t come to mind fast enough or it could be just out of reach, not this time however Sion felt something go around the lower part of his leg.

He still held on to the move, hoping maybe Clyde might give up at the last second before being able to pull off what was about to happen, but that wasn’t the case and Sion was pulled down, letting go in the process. And before he could react to the take down Clyde was already in the process of turning the tables and applying the same move to him. Lina held her head in disbelief, seeing Clyde now using the same move against Sion.

Clyde yanked back on Sion with everything he had as the crowd roared! The Tension champion now turning the tables on Sion and wrenching his body in the center of the ring with the dreaded sharpshooter!

"TAAP! TAP YOU MOTHERFUCKER! TAP!" Clyde snarled, shaking his sweat stained hair out of his eyes as he pulled back with every fiber in his body, teeth gritted tightly as he poured his weight down as much as he could on the bigger man's body to make him submit in the center of the ring!!

Knowing full well what that hold could do to an opponent, Sion was about to go through the same thing. Having been on the giving end of the move more times than the receiving end, Sion was feeling first hand that this one was one of those moments where it would be better to give to receive as what he was feeling was not pleasant at all.

Clyde had him in good a good spot as Sion wasn’t anywhere near the ropes, and he wasn’t in a good mental spot at the current moment to process an attempt to inch towards them as the pain that Clyde was most likely feeling a moment ago was what was going through his mind right now.

Having used that move herself as well, Daisuke didn’t want to risk having to see Sion trying to fight it off and/or attempt to get out of it. Clyde had the hold on Sion completely for about 5-10 or so until Lina motioned for Daisuke to get in there. However Daisuke was already in the process of stepping through the ropes when Lina gave her corner the instruction to break things up. When she got through the ropes she charged towards Clyde, throwing her body into his when she got close enough and would look to deliver a hockey style bodycheck, hoping it would be enough to knock Clyde off of Sion and to break the hold. She tried to get in there as quickly as she could as every second counted here, for everyone in the ring could confirm this is not one of those holds you want to be in for an extended period of time, and right now Sion’s vocal displeasure was proof enough of that.

Pulling back with everything he had, Clyde was set on making Sion tap out right in the middle of the ring as the crowd looked on in a near frenzy before, Daisuke came running in at full speed and barreled right into Clyde who grunted on impact as the hold was broken and the screaming crowd got quiet. Sion was saved!

"Fuck!" Shouted Clyde who dropped onto his front before scrambling up to his feet as fast as he could and attempting to run for the ropes to bounce off them and come running right back at Daisuke to try clothesline her while Sion was still on the mat.

Daisuke had no intent on staying in there after breaking up the submission hold as it was a simple in-and-out mission, if one were to call it that. As she got to where the ropes were she noticed he wasn't on the ground with Sion, but having got to his feet. She didn't think he'd stand back up that quickly, but him going for the ropes to bounce off gave her enought time to get through the ropes uninterrupted. Having a feeling however he might decide to change angle and take a run at her as she stepped through the ropes she decide to hope down to the floor, not wanting to take that chance.

As for Sion, Clyde being forced to let go with Daisuke running into him was a welcoming relief. With Clyde turning his attention away from him in attempt to get at Dai gave him a moment to figure out where everyone ones. Depending how long Clyde kept his focus on Dai, Sion would attempt to pull himself back up, however if Clyde chose to do so, he could easily make a tag to Eliza without being cut off by Sion of Dai.

Chasing Daisuke down, his clothesline missed and she left the ring in a haste as his arm sailed over the top rope. He wasted no more time on Daisuke as he turned back to Sion to try and grab the man's head in a front facelock and begin trying to yank over to Eliza's corner.

"Eliza!" Clyde exclaimed reaching out with one free arm to Tag Eliza back in before going under Sion's legs and trying to scoop him up before dropping him in a body slam to lay his body perpendicular to Eliza!

Eliza would admit, she had been seriously worried for Clyde's well being. Granted Mr Gastin had time and again proved himself a tough son of a gun, but he'd gotten put into a stunner and auditioned for the next Mortal Kombat game with his response to that. For added danger Clyde even got cinched into a sharpshooter, a throwback to the famous Canadian wrestler Bret Hart it seemed. That could have spelled game over, indeed Eliza was prepared to run in and bail the cowboy out of danger.

Though Clyde as it turned out had experience with this hold, indeed he himself was partial to using it. And this knowledge would serve Clyde well, allowing him to weedle his way out the situation, even being able to go and tip the scales! Reversing the deadly hold, Daisuke burst in. But again Clyde had managed to turn the situation around, perhaps it was that wild western luck. Sion was getting knocked silly, and Clyde managed to set it all up in Eliza's favour to allow her a very graceful entrance.

This match had worn down everyone involved, though Eliza had managed to catch her breath and get herself ready. Ms Harenwood would await for Clyde to lay Sion out with the body slam, serving him almost literally on a silver platter for the dancing passion!

"YIPPIEE!!!!!" Eliza shouted, strangely feeling extremely giddy in spite of her battered state. Perhaps it was simply the thrill that came from being in the title scene spurring Eliza on. The feeling of it being all on the line, regardless Eliza would proceed to move. Holding onto the top rope Eliza would bounce her legs off the bottom one, using it to lift herself upwards. Right after that she would leap off it and aim for Sion's midriff, crashing down on top of him with her legs with a powerful double flying foot stomp!