„The Pin-Up Girl“ Judy Greene is already in the ring, stretching her old bones out in her corner of the ring as the ring announcer begins
Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is set for one fall! Introducing first, already in the ring, from Sand Springs, Oklahoma, standing at 5'6'' and weighing in at 174 pounds. The Pin-Up Girl – Judy Greene!The crowd greets her with boos and a few little “PLEASE RETIRE” chants start echoing through the Soldiers and Sailors Memorial Auditorium. Something she's gotten used to in the last couple of years. She started wrestling back in the early 1970s and even used to be a superstar back then. Impressive enough! But sometimes maybe you should just know when enough's enough. Unfortunately she never really learned anything other than wrestling, so this is pretty much the only job she knows which is why, even though she can barely keep up with the younger competition, she's still dragging her big butt into the ring to get her paycheck.
Her hair obviously dyed in a startling maroon shade, heavy make-up all over her face to try and cover up the wrinkles. She's wearing a vintage white one-piece suit with matching boots and pads and of course, just like back in the 70s, her trademark white swim cap.
RP: Can you imagine? This woman used to be SEXY!
LvK: This woman is about 60 years old, Rick.
RP: So is Hillary Clinton, and I'd do that.Meanwhile...I'm standing behind the curtains, waiting for my cue and stretching out while keeping my eyes locked on the uber-grim looking Gorilla who's just standing there with his arms folded. The gears in my head work extra-shifts, thinking about how nice everyone was to me today...maybe because Lisa's not with me? No...no that doesn't make sense! Why wouldn't they be nice when I'm with her!
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Then again, maybe it's that look she always gives people when they say “Hi!” Being on the other end of that probably is as cozy as putting your hand in a meat grinder
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Where was I? Oh yeah! Everyone's been so nice, maybe...
“Hi there!”No reply
“How's it going?”No reply
“Busy day, huh?”He seems tense. Maybe a joke?
“I heard this joke the other day? It's like...Two cows are sitting on a tree, knitting. Then a sausage comes riding by on a bicycle. So one of the cows says...”My music hits...DAMN!
He nods towards the curtains as as Rise Against's “Help is on the Way” starts blaring through the speakers of the Auditorium.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JHiqGqoIGII“Alrighty then!” I mutter and walk past him. Taking another deep breath, standing just behind the curtains before. And just before heading through I hear a deep voice from behind me say “Good luck” and with a bright grin I look back at him.
“Awwww THANKS! Now nothing can go wrong!” I say with a wink before walking through the curtains, entering the arena.
Wearing my usual wrestling attire. A combination of a bright, neon-yellow and dark blue with red accents. A blue bikini top on top of a yellow sports-bra. A pair of tight blue shorts with a thick yellow stripe down the right side, and a red dragon climbing up the leg on the other side. My yellow wrestling boots covered from the ankle up by blue leg-warmers. Wrists covered by yellow wrist bands, and my hair flows freely over a yellow headband. And on top of that, I'm wearing a dark blue hooded short sleeve t-shirt. Red writing across the chest saying “A Dragon's heart”, with an arrow pointing to where the heart is (duh!). There are small, yellow back-plates centered on the back, running from the very top of the hood to the bottom of the shirt which divides the writing on the back.
“Lindsay | Campbell
Fire Breathing | NOT Included”
With the hood on, I stand on the ramp, arms angled out in front of me with my fingers extended in the shape of a claw (just imagine the talons there). The crowd cheers as they see me, while Perle, Judy and probably lots of people backstage are rolling their eyes. Finally I flick the hood back and off my head before jogging down towards the ring. High-fiving fans on the way to the ring.
And her opponent. From Dayton, Ohio. Standing 5'11'' and weighing in at 150lbs. One half of the Dragon Starrs. Here's “The Dragon” Lindsay Campbell!
Walking round the ring once to make sure everyone who paid good money to get front row tickets gets a high five from the Dragon. Then, after finishing the lap, I finally climb up the steps and into the ring.
Taking off my t-shirt to reveal my full attire. Bouncing on my toes as I toss the shirt out into the crowd to let some lucky fan get a hold of it before it goes on sale in the FTW shop. My music fades out as I bounce on my toes and stretch out in my corner to get myself all warmed up and ready. Looking across the ring at my, just slightly, overweight and aged opponent.
LvK: I think this is the first time we see Lindsay in the ring without her partner by her side.
RP: Starr's probably still in detention. Maybe being punished by the principal. She's been a bad, baaaaad lil schoolgirl.
The ref calls us to the middle of the ring, explains the rules and asks if we're ready. Which gets answered by a silent nod from my opponent, and a
“Uh huh” from me. Then he calls for the bell.
*DING DING*LvK: And we're underway! Judy Greene vs Lindsay Campbell! The battle of the generations.“SO great to be in the ring with you! You've been so awesome, like...a few years ago! It's totally an honor to get a chance to take you on. Good luck.”I say and extend my hand for a handshake. The Pin-Up Girl looks at it the hand, then at me and with a grin, she accepts my hand. Only to give me one of her trademark moves with her free hand...an eye gouge!
“OWWW!” I cry out and hold my face, staggering back as my eyes start watering. Some of the crowd groan, others boo, and Mr. Perle? He's trying not to laugh
RP: I said it before, I'll say it again. As dumb as she's tall!
LvK: Because she's showing sportsmanship?
RP: Judy Greene's been wrestling for over 40 years. Over twelve thousand matches! And she's attacked the eyes in every single one of them.
“You have a lot to learn, kid” Judy says while moving towards me. She's not really fast or anything, but with me blinded for now there's not much I can do. Her hands go to my tummy, just below my top, and then she RAKES down across my abs, making me howl out in pain and turn away, giving her the opportunity to do the same thing down my back.
Her nails are leaving marks on my front and back. One thing she's done during her career is perfecting the use of her fingernails, much to the crowd's – and my – dismay.
Okay...that was a bad start! But I'm still in this. Just gotta focus and this should be easy...right?
She follows up by grabbing a handful of my hair and my arm to send me running across the ring. I go off into a sprint, turn to hit the ropes back first, and as I turn, I see her already standing in the middle of the ring, sorta...bent-overish. She can't get that far down anymore, but it's enough for a back body drop! Just not today.
On my way back I keep the run going, and then jump before reaching her. Leaping over her with my legs spread and my hands on her shoulders. Landing on both feet, I turn around and wait for her to straighten up and turn as well. And when she does
WOOOOOOOOO!The crowd gives the usual reaction to a knife-edge Chop, and so does she. Wincing, clutching her chest and all that. After delivering that chop, I use my right arm again, throwing it forward to slam my forearm across her jaw to rock her back, followed up by another chop. Then one more forearm, and one more chop that drives her stagger back into the ropes.
It sure feels strange to hit an old lady! Takes some overcoming to do that. Her attacks from the beginning sure helped a lot! Made it much easier to deliver those hits.
Following the Pin-Up Girl to the ropes, now I grab for her arm and send her running across the ring. She's running a little slower than I did, which gives me a little more time to set myself up in the middle of the ring. And when she finally gets back to me, I bring my right arm between her legs, left across the back of her neck. Using her momentum to load her up across my shoulders before falling back. Putting my heavier opponent down with a Samoan Drop.
The crowd cheers as Judy goes down for the first time in this match, and I quickly get back up to my feet. Reaching down to get my opponent back up as well, so I can get my right arm between her thighs once more, left arm goes over her shoulder, and with a loud grunt, I get hear feet up off the canvas once more. Twisting her around before slamming her down with a Bodyslam.
LvK: The Dragon takes control here.
RP: Very impressive. She's beating up on an octogenarian.
After the slam I drop and go for the first pin of the match. But surprisingly enough, Judy gets her shoulder up right after the ref counted two. I kneel up and look at the ref with two fingers up. He nods at me, I nod and smile at him, and then I go back to work. Not wanting to waste any time here. I'm not the type of girl who plays with her overmatched opponents. I take everyone seriously, no matter if it's the champ or the champ's grandma!
“Come here, Judy.” I gasp as I cradle her head and get to my feet. Dragging her up along with me. She's NOT helping at all! Forcing me to drag all of her weight up, which isn't exactly easy. Then...FINALLY I got her up on her feet, and that's when
“OOOOFFFF!” she drives her fist into my tummy. Driving some air out of my lungs and making me stagger back, bent over.
She tries to follow up, running towards me to stay on the attack, but as she reaches me I step forward. Pressing my shoulder into her abs, wrapping my arms around her thighs and then I straighten up. Once more using my strength and her momentum to get her off her feet. I spin around to my left and after a 180° turn I drop down to my knees and lean forward while pulling her legs around my waist. Using gravity to drive her down into the canvas back-first with a spinning Spinebuster that gets the crowd on their feet and Judy bouncing on the canvas.
She looks pretty breathless here, so I decide to finish her off. Keeping her right leg in my grip as I twist around to get to her right side. Hooking her leg as I press my chest against hers in a crossbody pin. The ref drops and counts “ONE....TWO....TH...TWO!”
“Huh?” I gasp and look at the ref with my eyes wide open. After two and three quarters, with his hand just inches off the canvas he stopped his count as the Pin-Up Girl weakly twisted her shoulder off the canvas to break the count.
LvK: Judy Greene still has some fight in her.
RP: How hard can it be to put her out? I mean, look at her! Every day she wakes up could be her last.
LvK: Oh stop it! She's not much older than you and me, Rick. Haven't you actually teamed up with her back in the 80s?
RP: What? No! NEVER! Lies! All lies! I wasn't even born in the 80s!
LvK: We have it on tape, Perle.
I'm still kneeling over Judy and looking at the ref who holds only two fingers up.
“Well...okay, then!” Looking down at Judy and once again, getting up to my feet. This time I'm keeping some distance, though. Not wanting to be on the other end of one of those blows or nails or whatever again.
Standing bent over, left hand on my thighs and I swing my right arm in the air in a slow rhythm. Looking to get the crowd to clap along in that rhythm as my opponent starts getting to her feet. As she slowly makes her way back up, I move my arm faster, quickening the pace of the clapping. Once she's back on her feet I straighten up, and as she turns around I send a quick front-kick to her tummy to bend her over.
Grabbing for the sides of her head and I spread my legs a bit so I can get her head down between my thighs. Adjusting my position, setting myself up so I'm facing straight towards a corner. Pointing at it and letting out a “Hacksaw” Jim Duggan-like
“Hoooooo!”Bending over and wrapping my arms around Judy's big waist. Taking a few deeeeeeep breathes as I set her up.
LvK: Lindsay's going for the Bucklebomb! This could be it for the Pin-Up Girl!
