Sunday Night Delight! - January 3rd, 2021

The shot opens on Marie LaFleur and Alec Kirkland seated in a studio, chairs facing each other at a camera-friendly angle.

Marie LaFleur: “Mr. Kirkland, thank you so much for joining me today.”

Kirkland shrugs, leaning back in his chair.

MLF: “What would you say has been the high point in your career so far?”

AK: "The high point of my career is that I'm sitting here before you today. The fact that there is absolutely no way I should be sitting here, and yet here I am."

Alec scoffs, as if replaying memories from his past.

AK: "Do you know what it's like to have your peers go out of their way to 'rib' you and beat you down night after night? All the while hoping you'll quit and never come back? Of course you don't."

Marie appears a bit uncomfortable, opening her mouth as if to reply but Kirkland raises a hand, shaking his head a little.

AK: "Rest assured, I haven't forgotten about it. Now that I have the forum to unleash all of the resentment I've been holding back, It's going to be so therapeutic."

MLF: “What would you say has been the low point?”

AK: "Probably the 3rd concussion I suffered back in Midwestern Pro. One of my enemies hit me with a steel chair while my arms were being restrained by his allies. After the fact, it took over a week for me to regain any semblance of balance. Anytime I moved my head, I felt nauseous."

Kirkland lets out a chuckle.

AK: "It was also the reason Gus sent the golden boy to MPW to watch my back."

MLF: “You were primarily a singles wrestler for a while, then transitioned to a tag team with Kenneth Marshall. What made you want to move back to singles competition?”

AK: "I stand before you today, my own man. I no longer take orders from Gus Arnold. I'm not longer a loyal solider who does what he's told. I no longer share my earnings with 'The Warehouse'. There comes a time in every man's life when he needs to forge his own path. That day for me was the moment I signed my contract with First Class Pro."

MLF: “There's a lot of physical and mental stress that goes along with professional wrestling, how are you holding up in those regards?”

AK: "I see things more clearly than I ever have before."

Alec said with authority. His actions and demeanour might lead one to believe otherwise.

MLF: “What are your thoughts on the upcoming Canadian championship tournament?”

AK: "There can be only one. One winner, and a whole host of losers. The fact that I'm clear of any obligations beyond my own ambitions is a scary thought."

MLF: “Do you have any major goals in FCPW aside from the Canadian championship?”

AK: "I want to represent this company to the best of my abilities, wherever I go. If i'm the man carrying around the Canadian Championship, I will have earned that right. In saying that, Canada is a big place, full of wrestling promotions who believe they have the best signed to their respective rosters. For me, I would set out to take on challenges from anyone and everyone. The stronger the credibility of the Canadian Championship - the better it will be for all of us."

MLF: “Do you have any final thoughts or comments you’d like to make before we sign off?”

AK: "There are aspects of my game that I haven't been able to showcase as of yet. My reign of terror started two weeks ago, and it's set to continue into 2021 and beyond. Step by step, and one by one, the FCPW roster is going to understand that 'my time' is now. Now if you'll excuse me..."

Marie extends a hand to shake as Kirkland stands, he pauses a moment before giving her a quick handshake and walking off the set.

"The Diabolical" Kevin Watkins vs Alec Kirkland

The bell sounds and neither man seems in too much of a rush to take the middle of the ring. Kirkland stretches against the ropes, lacing his arms around the top and pulling himself forward against him to try and loosen stiffened up shoulders. Across the ring Kevin Watkins kneels and discusses strategy with Mr. Tees. As the referee tells them to get to it a second time, Watkins smirks a little and nods at Tees instructions. Now both men head to the middle of the ring. Kirkland reaches out and both men tie up in a classical sort of collar and elbow tie up. Watkins changes the game, breaking the tie up and dropping low with an outside shot. He spins around Kirkland and hooks his ankle from behind, bullying him to the mat with his size and amateur experience. Kirkland is no slouch in the mat game though and he starts scambling back to his feet. Watkins chases him, trying to keep a hold of the other man but Kirkland is too quick. He slides to the bottom rope and clings on. He orders the referee to break the hold. Watkins keeps a hold of his ankle, smirking again, and then he ever so gently puts it back on the ground before giving it a couple of playful taps. Irritated, Kirkland rolls out of the ring to the floor. He collects himself and rolls his neck back and forth.

Mr. Tees takes a few steps toward him and Kirkland shoots him a vicious glare. Tees spreads his arms, feigning innocence as the referee warns him to back off, and Kirkland climbs back onto the apron. Watkins rushes across the ring and hooks him for a suplex. Being no stranger to such tactics himself though, Kirkland is ready. When Watkins pulls him up into the air he swings his hips forward and lands on his feet behind him. He grabs both of his opponents arms from behind and yanks him to the canvas face down. Watkins kicks his feet and frantically tries to stay upright, desperately trying Kirkland from locking in the Bow Down submission hold! Eventually though Kirkland is able to get him face down! Watkins kicks his feet backwards toward the ropes. Being the taller man, his superior length has his toes already kicking at the ropes before the hold can even be locked on! AK47 grins, changing tactics, and hops to the side of Watkins body. He grinds Watkins neck down into the mat, walking around him until the other man is trapped in a double chickenwing pin! The referee drops to make an early count! 1! 2! No! Watkins manages to escape. Kirkland rolls away from his opponent as Kevin throws some short elbows and punches, demanding some space.

Kirkland stays low to the ground, posted on one knee and his outstretched fingers. He makes eye contact with Watkins and holds up his fingers in a “just this close” sort of gesture. Having nearly been beat with a classic amateur wrestling hold, Watkins is absolutely apoplectic. He gets up and storms to the corner, slapping the top turnbuckle as once again Tees yells instructions at him. Alec Kirkland takes advantage of the distraction and rushes across the ring. He grabs his opponent in a rear waistlock and takes him backward with an O'Connor Roll! But before the ref can even get the count, Watkins pushes him off. Kirkland bounces off the ropes on the other side and comes running back just as Watkins has time to sit upright. Kirkland jumps at him, and with the speed and momentum he has built up he's able to drive him back to the ground and clamp a headlock on! Watkins goes to sit up, and Kirkland lets the headlock migrate north until he clamps both of his hands behind the other mans head to drive his own chin into his chest. Watkins lets out a none too tv friendly expletive at the pain of it and has no choice but to push backward and let his shoulders contact the mat. The referee drops to make the second count of the match! 1! Not even a one count this time, as a defiant Watkins frames his hands over Kirklands face and sits up as hard as he can. Kirkland is moved to his own back as Watkins continues to scramble up and follow him. He drives a knee hard down onto Kirklands abdomen, making Kirkland wheeze as the air is driven out of him. Watkins stays in the knee on belly position and throws several short slaps to the other man's face. By Watkins expression, Kirklands certainly gotten under his skin.

Kirkland is smart enough not to turn away from the pressure, but instead he turns inside to push the knee away. Watkins shows technical acumen of his own by not immediately chasing Kirkland to the next hold. Instead, he lets Kirkland continue his roll until he's on his hands and knees. The larger grappler hooks his calves around the other man's upper thighs and grinds his hips forward, forcing Kirkland to carry all of his weight. He throws a vicious right crossface punch across the face but that isn't enough to collapse Kirkland! Then another! It's not until he hits a devastating third shot that Kirkland simply crumples under the assault. He seems out cold, and Watkins stares coldly at the fallen man until Mr. Tees reminds him to make a cover on the outside. Watkins shoots a half nelson, using the hold to roll the other man over and make a pin again. 1! 2! Kirkland gets a shoulder off the mat! Watkins stays aggressive, driving a knee into his opponents side to get him up on his side and snatching him in a gutwrench. Kirkland tries to get away but there's no hope, and Watkins shows a savage amount of strength in yanking the other man over and slamming him back to the canvas with a brutal gutwrench takedown. Kirkland winces and starts to sit up, but Watkins grabs him by the face and slams his upper body back to the mat before he makes yet another cover! 1! 2! Kirkland kicks out yet again. Watkins slaps him across the face, throwing insults at him and demanding that he stay down on the canvas.

After ten minutes of trading holds back and forth, an increasingly frustrated Kevin Watkins looks ready to turn up the offence. Watkins grabs a handful of his opponents hair and pulls him to one knee, then up to his feet as Kirkland throws a series of punches to try and escape. Watkins isn't having any of it though and he turns to hurl his opponent into the corner. He starts slamming his knees into Kirklands midsection, turning his hip to drive in each blow as hard as he can. Kirkland groans, holding his midsection, but Watkins isn't done yet. He picks Kirkland up and turns him upside down. He hooks his legs in the top turnbuckle. Watkins slowly backs across the ring, a sinister energy in his eyes, building up enough room to get all the way across the ring. He then charges in at top speed with a brutal running knee lift! Kirkland goes limp, but that doesn't seem to be enough for Watkins who rolls out of the ring to the floor. He stands behind the turnbuckle post and yanks backward, choking a wheezing Kirkland across the buckle. The force of it is finally too much to hold him in the corner and Kirkland takes an ugly – if mercifully short – fall on top of his head as he collapses out of the corner. The referee drops to check on him, but Watkins rolls into the ring right behind him. He demands the referee get out of the way but the referee tells him to take a step back. Watkins ignores his instructions and yanks Kirkland out of the corner. He turns him over and makes his most aggressive cover yet, driving his elbow into the face of the other man. The reluctant referee throws up his hands in frustration and he drops to make another cover. 1! 2! Kirkland kicks out!

Watkins looks like he's about to explode. He wipes a hand over his face to clear some sweat and takes a deep breath, slowly pulling his opponent up off the mat. He hooks him in for a powerbomb, and the crowd rises to its feet as they recognize this might be an attempt at the Exit Pass! Suddenly though, Kirkland pushes himself backward. Watkins steps in and throws a clothesline, only for Kirkland to duck the blow and go flying across the ring. He absolutely waffles his opponent with a huge running bicycle kick! The blow is enough to send Watkins backward, and he bounces off the ropes basically out on his feet as he comes back toward the middle of the ring. Seeing his opportunity, Kirkland puts everything he can into his next shot. With a shout of exertion, he whips around and absolutely takes Watkins head off with the Clap Clap roaring elbow! Watkins crashes to the mat like a ton of bricks! Kirkland falls forward himself, landing against the middle rope dazed from the punishment that he's taken in the last few minutes. He shakes the cobwebs out and spins around as he realizes that he's downed Watkins for his most significant nearfall yet. He dives desperately onto the other man, rolling forward into a jackknife pin as the referee makes a cover! 1! 2! This time Watkins kicks out! Watkins rolls toward the ropes after the kickout and Mr. Tees reaches under the ropes to pull the other man to the floor. Kirkland stares through the ropes, disgusted, as the crowd voices it's displeasure and the referee protests Tees involvement.

Kirkland doesn't wait for his opponent to recover. He rolls to the outside onto the apron. Tees and Watkins are turned around, having a discussion with each other as Kirkland waves for them to turn. When they finally do he charges down the length of the apron and leaps off with a modified flying elbow! His elbow connects with picture perfect accuracy to the face of Watkins, and Tees is sandwiched under his body and crushed to the floor! Kirkland quickly pulls Watkins up and pulls him toward the ring, throwing him under the bottom rope and moving to the corner to climb the buckles. The relentless pace of the match has taken it's toll and he struggles to get his feet to move up from the bottom buckle to the top. Eventually though, he's able to force himself to the top rope. He flies from the top and crashes down onto Watkins with a flying elbow drop! He hooks the leg and the referee makes a cover. 1! 2! A kickout! Another kickout, somehow, from Kevin Watkins! Kirkland rolls off his fallen opponent to the ropes and sits against the bottom strand, muttering to himself as he tries to come up with something to finish off the other man. He gets up and walks over to Kirkland, underhooking his arms and pulling him off the canvas. Watkins sees the Double Underhook Driver coming and plants his feet. Kirkland grits his teeth and pulls as hard as he can, but he cannot get the other man up. Kirkland suddenly releases the hold and throws a vicious front kick, his shin smacking off the face of Watkins with a sound that echoes throughout the building and even makes the referee wince! Kirkland grabs him and hooks him in and this time manages to haul Watkins a few feet into the air! Still though, Watkins is able to kick backward and force himself back to the ground. He lands on his knees and then comes back up, freeing his arms and driving Kirkland all the way across the ring back into the opposite corner!

Kirkland throws hard body blows over the top of his opponent to try and break away, but The Diabolical Kevin Watkins pops his head up and grabs Kirkland by the head in a thai clinch. He yanks him downward and smacks him in the nose with a devastating knee! Kirkland is dazed by the blow, and Watkins hauls him up off the mat to the top turnbuckle! He hooks him downward, balancing his neck precariously on his shoulder and cradles his legs! On the outside, a recovering Tees is shouting his encouragement as Watkins pulls his opponent out of the corner and runs to the middle of the ring. He drops and plants Alec Kirkland with a Muscle Buster! Watkins falls backward across his opponents chest and the referee makes another cover. 1! 2! AK47 defiantly kicks out! Watkins is thrown clear off him by the force of the kickout, being so tired out from the exertion of the contest he hadn't hooked a leg or kept firm shoulder pressure. At the twenty minute mark of this absolutely brutal contest, the camera zooms in on the face of both men. Alec Kirkland is glass eyed, blinking and wiping a stream of blood from under his nose where Watkins devastating knee made contact. Watkins pulls himself back to his feet, seemingly finding a second wind and letting a roar of frustration out at the other man. He storms across the ring and hauls him off the mat by the back of his head, hooking his arm in a top wristlock and pulling backward over his head. He pulls his fist back and looks to be lining up his South Texas Death Ride heart punch! But at the last moment, Kirkland swings a desperation right hand that cracks the other man in the mouth! For the second time in the match, Kirkland whips himself around and looks for the Clap Clap but Watkins ducks underneath the blow. Watkins dives low and chop blocks his leg as he's halfway through the turn, showing shocking agility as he snatches his opponents leg and laces it around his own. With a sinister grin he falls sideways and locks in a Reverse Figure Four Leglock! Kirkland cries out in pain, holding his hands over his face as he struggles not to tap out! On the outside, Tees is yelling at him to submit but Kirkland shakes his head. He reaches toward the ropes but they're too far away!

Watkins grins, sure the submission is coming, and he shouts for his opponent to submit. Kirkland crawls forward a few inches but it's a tough crawl as he has to drag his fifty pound heavier opponent with him with each step forward! Watkins works the hold as hard as he can, grabbing the ankle and frantically yanking it up and down to add pressure to the hold! Kirkland shouts in agony again and holds his hand up, and for a moment it's unsure whether he's about to submit or it's another attempt to reach the ropes. But then suddenly, he changes tactics! Instead of trying to roll forward Kirkland desperately rolls sideways and the two men barrel roll to the closer set of ropes to their right side! Kirkland manages to get a hand on the ropes! The referee demands a break but Watkins shakes his head with wild eyed fury! The referee begins a count and Watkins uses every last second of it before he breaks the hold! Kirkland is on the mat, holding his leg and wincing in pain. Watkins shakes his head and again pulls Kirkland off the mat. He gutwrenches him again and then tips him upside down into a Tombstone position! Kirkland kicks his feet and tries to pull himself up the shoulders to escape The Final Destination! Watkins stumbles backward and Kirkland slips off his shoulders to the ring apron! Watkins spins around and Kirkland uses the aid of the ropes to throw a big, nasty headkick that sends Watkins back to the middle of the ring. Kirkland steps inside and rushes across the ring! He grabs him around the midsection and then pulls backward, dumping Watkins on his head with the Tear Drop suplex! He makes a cover! 1! 2! Yet again Watkins kicks out!

Both men are down on the canvas! They crawl toward each other, fury in their eyes, and lean on each other to pull themselves to their knees. Alec Kirkland throws a wide, looping punch that smacks across Watkins face! Watkins returns one of his own! Kirkland is wobbled, but stays on his knees before he winds back another and cracks him again! Then Watkins! Kirkland! Watkins! Kirkland! Watkins! Both men rise to their feet, throwing shots and for the first time in a long time there's a hockey fight in Toronto! Kirkland jumps, snapping forward a big pump kick that snaps Watkins head back! He then looks for the elbow again, the move that opened his most significant offensive flurry in this match, but Watkins catches the shot and looks for Detroit Rock Bottom! He pulls him up and Kirkland overhooks his arm, rolling sideways to send Watkins head over heels to the other side of the ring. He rushes him, throwing punches to the head and the body in a desperate attempt to overwhelm Watkins as the time in the contest winds down! Watkins grabs him by the back of the head again, but when he throws that same big knee up Kirkland throws it down and forearms him in the face! He then whips around and nails him with the Clap Clap elbow again! What has become the defining move of this contest drives the other man back, and Watkins throws a MASSIVE right hand that impacts directly to the middle of the chest! Without being able to properly hook the other arm, it isn't the Full South Texas Death Ride but it is enough to seemingly knock Kirkland out! He falls to the mat! A dazed Watkins collapses and lands right on top of him! 1! 2! Kirkland kicks out yet again!

But the bell rings anyway! Both men are out in the ring! Mr. Tees climbs into the ring, shouting to the referee in confusion and trying to figure out which of the two men has won the contest! Kirkland rolls away, holding his chest and using the ropes to pull himself to one knee. Watkins has to lean on his mentor to get to his feet, and even then has a shaky time of it. Both men are puzzled with Watkins being sure he landed the killing blow and Kirkland being sure he's kicked out. And then finally the announcement is made...this match is a thirty minute, time limit draw! No one seems satisfied with the result, with both men swearing they could have finished each other over and the crowd making it's displeasure known too. The camera pulls back from the scene in the ring after a hard fought contest, with a very uncertain finish.

Winner: Thirty minute time limit draw

Mac Dunney sits behind his desk, in his standard brown suit, smiling into the camera.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm pleased to give you an update on our Canadian Championship tournament. This will be a 16-man tournament with three rounds of matches. The first round will take place on our January 31st episode of Sunday Night Delight! with eight singles matches. At our inaugural pay-per-view event, Love and War on February 14th, we will have our semi-final round of four more singles matches. The winners of those four matches will face off in a fatal fourway match in the main event, the winner of which will be crowned our first ever Canadian champion."

Dunney pauses a moment.

"The first brackets for the tournament will be determined via blind draw on our January 17th show. In addition, High Voltage^TM energy drinks will be sponsoring a matchup at the pay-per-view as well. I'll let FCPW's representative with that fine company make that announcement."

The shot cuts to a smiling Fiona Harris, clearly a bit battered after her match earlier in the evening, freshly showered and dressed in jeans and a t-shirt with the High Voltage logo across the chest.

"Thanks Mac! I'm happy to announce the High Voltage Battle Royal Challenge! At Love and War there will be a battle royal open to any male competitors who are not competing in the semi-finals of the Canadian Championship tournament. The winner of the battle royal will receive $50,000 from High Voltage and the first shot at the Canadian championship on the February 28th episode of Sunday Night Delight!"

The shot cuts back to Dunney.

"Thank you Fiona. And now, on to our main event of the evening!"