2024 J-1 Pinnacle - A2 - Caine vs. Omega

[Kip Whistler]

Round Two in Block A:
Conor Caine (2) vs. Omega Satyros (1)

[Omega Satyros]

LeRay: And I have to say, J-1 Standings aside, this has to be the most intriguing match up of Week 2 of the Pinnacle.

Beeman: Of course it is, we're going to see an attempted murder paid off with an attempted murder. Conor will be lucky to be breathing after this match, let alone walking.

LeRay: Are you sure about that? Conor won just two weeks ago.

Beeman: While Omega was functionally bleeding out. If Conor results to the same thing tonight, then he might as well look in the mirror and admit he's always been the bad guy.

LeRay: Well that can't be the case, you'd have been supporting him if he were.

"Wanted: Dead or Alive" sounds, and a few signs around the ring have "or Alive" crossed out, but far more signs are showing support for Conor Caine. Omega grabs one such sign, tearing it in half as he reaches the ring.

[“The Relentless” Conor Caine]

“Vonnegut Busy” by Sage Francis plays and Conor steps through the curtain, he looks around the audience before beating his chest in solidarity with them and raising an arm in the air. He turns his gaze to Satyros in the ring and his demeanour hardens; Omega is is poised in the ring already, glaring intently at Conor.

LERAY: No smack talk! No jaw-jacking! This has gone further than a grudge - this is bad blood!

Conor holds Omega’s stare and starts towards the ring.

ROD C: Making his way to the ring: from Providence, Rhode Island; weighting in at 265 lbs, “The Relentless” Conorrrrrr Caaaaaaine!

Caine steps into the ring and crosses towards the opposite corner to salute his fans, but Omega isn’t moving from the ring and Conor won’t turn his back on him. The two stare down until referee JP “Jack’ LeBiggun steps between them and orders them to their corners; Conor steps backwards to the centre of the ring and Omega comes out to meet him as LeBiggun calls for the bell.

[“The Relentless” Conor Caine]

LERAY: The two men approach each other and Conor Caine immediately initiates a lock up!

Conor goes for a headlock... Omega takes his wrist... Conor reverses the tension and slips behind Omega... Omega breaks the rear hold and gets control of one of Conor's arms... Caine takes Omega's elbow... Omega releases Caine's arm and slaps in a headlock before suddenly shoving Conor back--

LERAY: Omega with a surprise Satyr Kick, but Conor slips it and goes behind Omega... half-nelson suplex! A pin attempt! Only one!
BEEMAN: Omega kicked out of that with authority! And he's back on his feet almost before Conor Caine!

Omega starts throwing punches at Caine, who puts up a guard, deflecting most of them as he looks for an opening.

LERAY: Caine manages to hook one of Omega's arms and spins him around into a neckbreaker! Another cover, and LeBiggun doesn't have time to get to the mat and count before Omega is back to his feet!

Omega kicks Conor in the gut and clubs him across the back with a stiff elbow before whipping him into the turnbuckle. Omega charages him, horns down, and Conor moves at the last second. He grabs Omega from behind and hits a bridging German suplex out of the corner.

LERAY: Only one again! Conor is trying to control the pace of this match from the outset, but Omega isn't allowing him to dictate the momentum!
BEEMAN: Controlling the pace? He's delaying the inevitable and that's all this is! Eventually he won't be able to hold Omega back and then we'll have the blood bath everyone came here to see!
LERAY: He's looking remarkably calm and composed for somebody allegedly staring death in the face...
BEEMAN: Ha! Shows what you know: that's a look of resignation, Mick! Like me, that time the IRS came knocking on my door! Conor Caine knows the jig is up and, on some level, he's relieved he doesn't have to run any longer!

[Omega Satyros]

Omega is up after the pin attempt, and he's going after Conor Caine. Omega ducks a forearm from his old partner, hitting the ropes and delivering a nasty gore to Conor. Going for the pin, but Conor kicks out just before 2.

LeRay: Conor's lucky to avoid both of Omega's horns through that tackle.

Beeman: And the rest of us are unlucky he did so. Omega's speeding the pace of this match up, and Conor surely will prove unable to slow him down.

Omega's to his feet first, and begins to inflict bruising stomps onto Conor, seeming to focus his blows at Conor's left arm. He's looking to continue the assault, but Conor manages to shove a leg out from under Omega. Both men are on their knees as they begin trading punches.

[“The Relentless” Conor Caine]

LERAY: Caine grabs Omega’s arm on one of his punches and pulls him back down into an STF!
BEEMAN: What a headspring from Omega! He’s escaped the hold and on his feet! A kick to Caine’s chest!
LERAY: And another! And another! Conor’s looking unsteady on his knees as Omega hits the ropes… dropkick to Caine!
BEEMAN: This is it! One! Tw— kickout! Aw, nuts.

Caine is using the nearest set of ropes to climb to his feet as Omega moves on him, but Conor shoulder drops him on to the apron.

LERAY: A forearm to Omega staggers him and Conor goes to suplex him into the ring— no wait, he doesn’t! He dumped Omega outside!

Caine steps through the ropes and waits on the apron: once Omega gets to his feet, Conor runs and hits a diving clothesline on to Omega.

LERAY: Caine has taken the match to the outside, but will the tactic pay off or be his undoing?

[Omega Satyros]

"Back in Black" hits as Conor looks around the ring for Black Cat. Omega seizes the distraction, returning to his feet and launching Conor into the ring post.

LeRay: Where's Black Cat at?

Beeman: He's exactly where he needs to be. Omega's got momentum back his way, and it's never going back to Conor.

LeBiggun's count is going up as Omega batters Conor around the ring, thrown between the apron, barricade, and steps. Omega breaks his count before rolling back out to continue his assault on Conor. He drop kicks the steps into Conor's face before dragging him back into the ring, wrenching his arm back as he locks in the Dionysian Madness.

Beeman: Conor's going down, either tapping out or passing out, he's not escaping the madness.

LeRay: Can Conor endure this hold?

[“The Relentless” Conor Caine]

LERAY: Caine is roaring in agony as Omega has that STF locked in tight, but he’s refusing to tap!

Conor arches his back as far as he he can, straining all the while. He pushes up on his free arm to make even more room between his body and the canvas, but Omega just uses this to lean further back into the stretch.

BEEMAN: Give it up you bum, Omega’s not going anywhere!

With much screaming and sweating, Caine forces his free leg under himself, not enough to stand but he makes enough room that he can fall back on top of Omega.

LERAY: A pinfall! One! Two! Omega realizes what’s happened and releases the hold!

Caine forces himself to his feet before Omega can get to his knees and has just enough strength to grab Satyros by the horns and drives a knee square into Omega’s face.

LERAY: That’s rung Omega’s bell but Caine can’t capitalize! He trying to get the feeling back in his arm.

Omega stirs and Conor lays a few boots in to keep hm down while he shakes out his arm. Eventually Omega is able to get up, Conor goes for a punch but he ducks and hits the ropes but runs back into a facebreaker knee smash from Caine, who follows up with an overhead belly to belly.

LERAY: Caine is remaining judicious in ring strategy, picking opportunities to deliver impactful moves in an effort to weardown and outlast the Monster Divine!

[Omega Satyros]

Beeman: There's no outlasting Omega tonight. He got bit by that bug last week. Omega's not letting Conor escape with a point, let alone a win.

Conor's sizing Omega up for Raising Caine as the satyr staggers to his feet. He gets Omega up. Omega hooks an arm behind Conor's head to reverse it into a DDT!

LeRay: Oh lord. How long has it been since we've seen someone escape the Raising Caine like that?

Beeman: This is just the beginning. Omega's got Conor exactly where he wants him.

Omega's the first to his feet. Conor's on hands and knee trying to get back up. Omega plants a Satyr Kick right between the eyes as Conor crumples back to the mat.

[“The Relentless” Conor Caine]

BEEMAN: One! Two!! THR—!!!
LERAY: Kick-out!

Omega is up and making his way to the corner as Conor tries to shake the cobwebs.

LERAY: Omega’s in position for a Satyr Sault but Caine kips up to his feet! He rushes up the ropes behind Omega and hits him with a back suplex!

Taken by surprise, the wind has been knocked out of Omega as Conor fights to get back to his feet. He climbs the ropes in the corner and steadies himself, starting intently at Omega who is starting to get to his feet.

LERAY: Spear by Conor Caine! He put everything he had into it and almost broke Omega in half! Here’s the cover!
BEEMAN: Omega kicks out in time!
LERAY: Just in time! The pinfalls are racking up between these two and, with each fall, the three count draws closer! The next pinfall might be the last, but who will be the victor in this evenly matched war?!

[Omega Satyros]

Omega's staggering to his feet, Conor wells up his remaining strength and grabs Omega.

LeRay: NOVACAINE!

Beeman: NO!

Conor's fired up, dragging a delirious Omega back up to his feet, looking for an encore. Omega shoves him off, landing a Satyr Kick. Both men collapse to the mat. LeBiggun looks down at both fighters, lying motionless. He begins the count.

Beeman: Omega! Get up!

LeRay: Conor! You can do it!

Beeman and LeRay continue to shout out their support, but Omega and Conor remain laid out as the count goes on. 8, 9, 10. LeBiggun calls for the bell.

Beeman: If only he fell the other way.

LeRay: Ladies and Gentlemen, it seems both our fighters gave everything they had in them here tonight. Both escaping each other with a point in the J-1.

Beeman: And both undoubtedly will be furious when they come to that they didn't get the definitive win. What rotten luck for Omega, first week his win gets nullified by a second, and tonight nullified by about a foot. Conor dropped face up. If Omega dropped just a bit closer, even a hand falling on Conor would've netted the win.

LeRay: One could argue that exact same thing for Conor. This surely isn't the last that these two will meet, and rest of Block A has been put on notice just how much damage both of them can deal out.