IRON GRIP PRO WRESTLING: SHOW 48
“UNBREAKABLE WILL”
Location: Barclays Center, Brooklyn, New York
Attendance: Sold Out
Announce Team: Ian Riccaboni, Kevin Kelly, and Taz
Ring Announcer: Dasha Gonzalez
Iron Grip Pro Wrestling arrives in Brooklyn with a stacked, volatile card where championships, legacies, and alliances collide. The commentary team stresses that this is a pressure-cooker event. Nothing is guaranteed. Titles are in danger, grudges explode, and by the end of the night the landscape of Iron Grip will look completely different.
**MATCH 1 — TRIOS TITLES OPEN CHALLENGE **
Bronson Reed, Kyle Fletcher, & Buddy Matthews (c) vs Finn Balor, Hiromu Takahashi, & KENTA
When the champions step into the ring, they’re expecting a modest warm-up, maybe a local trio looking for fifteen seconds of fame. Instead, the arena lights drop, purple smoke fills the stage, and Finn Balor, flanked by Hiromu Takahashi and KENTA, emerges with wicked grins. The crowd erupts, instantly sensing that something unplanned and deeply violent is about to unfold.
The bell rings and chaos hits immediately. KENTA rushes Fletcher with vicious palm strikes while Hiromu barrels into Buddy Matthews, sending both tumbling over the top rope. Bronson Reed moves to crush Balor in the corner, but Balor dodges, hitting a shotgun dropkick that rattles the big man. The champions look legitimately stunned—this isn’t an opportunistic challenge; this is a surgical strike.
Matthews regains control by punting Hiromu in the chest mid-dive, then throwing him into the barricade. Fletcher and KENTA trade rapid-fire kicks that echo through the venue. Reed finally gets his hands on Balor and nearly ends the match with a Death Valley Driver, but KENTA breaks the pin with a nasty double stomp.
The match breaks down completely, bodies flying everywhere, the referee losing control. Hiromu launches himself in a reckless topé suicida onto all three champions. Balor slides into the ring, signals to his team… and suddenly the challengers swarm Reed. A triple strike combo drops him to his knees. Balor climbs up—
—COUP DE GRÂCE!
Hiromu and KENTA cut off Matthews and Fletcher, and Balor hooks the leg.
1… 2… 3!
WINNERS & NEW TRIOS CHAMPIONS: Finn Balor, Hiromu Takahashi & KENTA
**MATCH 2 — TAG TEAM SHOWCASE **
Kevin Knight & Mustafa Ali vs Jack Perry & Luchasaurus vs Speedball Mike Bailey & Cedric Alexander vs Andrade & Dragon Lee vs Motor City Machine Guns
Five teams, one ring, and so much movement that several cameras nearly give up. The opening seconds are a blur—Cedric Alexander and Dragon Lee trade insane counters at warp speed while Kevin Knight springboards into a perfect dropkick on Jack Perry. Luchasaurus swats Knight out of mid-air like an annoyed dragon shooing a mosquito.
Motor City Machine Guns slide in to take control. Shelley traps Bailey in a Border City Stretch while Sabin shotgun-kicks anyone who tries to break it. But Andrade storms in, stomps Sabin out of the ring, and frees Bailey with a brutal double-knee smash into the corner. The pace never slows—Knight hits a sky-high frog splash, Cedric follows with a lumbar check on Shelley, and Dragon Lee detonates Jack Perry with a snap German that flips him nearly inside out.
The biggest moment of the match comes when four men cluster outside the ring—Luchasaurus, Sabin, Andrade, Knight—only for Speedball Mike Bailey to climb the turnbuckle, scream something that absolutely cannot be PG, and moonsault onto the entire crowd.
Inside the ring, the finish comes out of nowhere. Andrade goes for the Hammerlock DDT on Shelley, but Bailey superkicks him, Cedric hits a brainbuster on Dragon Lee, and Bailey springboards into Ultima Weapon on Jack Perry.
Cedric cuts off Luchasaurus, Bailey makes the cover—
WINNERS: Speedball Mike Bailey & Cedric Alexander
MATCH 3 — GUNTHER vs HANGMAN PAGE II
Best of 5 Series — Gunther leads 1–0*
Hangman storms to the ring with noticeably more intensity than last time. He knows the math: fall behind 2–0 to Gunther and you might as well start planning the funeral arrangements. Gunther stands stoic, hands behind his back like a general awaiting battle.
Page lunges first, surprising Gunther with stiff elbows and a running boot that knocks the Ring General off balance. The crowd senses early momentum and roars behind Hangman as he hits a fallaway slam, kips up, and clotheslines Gunther to the outside. Page dives off the top rope, crashing into Gunther with a flying lariat that finally brings the giant down.
But Gunther resets like only he can—methodically, violently. He traps Page against the apron and unleashes a chop so loud that half the arena winces. He follows with another. And another. Page drops to his knees, clutching his chest, wheezing for air as Gunther hoists him into a powerbomb onto the ring edge.
Hangman refuses to die. He recovers enough to counter a second powerbomb into a Dead Eye attempt, but Gunther blocks it and slams him with a monstrous lariat. The match builds to its climax when Page finally hits the Buckshot Lariat, but the impact sends Gunther rolling out of the ring before Page can cover.
Hangman attempts a second Buckshot, but Gunther intercepts him with a chop mid-springboard, catches him by the throat, and plants him with a Top-Rope Powerbomb.
WINNER: Gunther (Gunther leads series 2–0)
**MATCH 4 — MOXLEY & CLAUDIO vs DREW McINTYRE & JACK MORRIS **
The crowd is already loud, but things get downright feral when Moxley enters through the sea of fans, Claudio marching behind him like an armored tank. Drew McIntyre and Jack Morris, though mismatched personalities, walk with unified confidence—this is a power-pairing built for damage.
Moxley starts fast, brawling with Drew in a fury of punches, headbutts, and wild stomps. The referee already looks exhausted. Claudio tags in and immediately swings McIntyre—18 full rotations, the crowd counting every single one at top volume. Morris breaks it with a dropkick, turning the match in his team’s favor.
McIntyre slows the pace with punishing suplexes on Claudio, using his size to keep the Swiss powerhouse grounded. Morris tags in with pinpoint strikes and nearly steals the win with a springboard cutter. Claudio kicks out and, with perfect timing, blasts Morris with a European uppercut.
Hot tag—MOXLEY ENTERS LIKE A FRAGMENTATION GRENADE.
Paradigm Shift on Morris! Reversed! McIntyre Claymores Moxley so hard he nearly flips. Claudio saves the match by booting Drew in the face, then launching Morris with a pop-up uppercut.
The finish arrives when Morris attempts a top-rope sunset flip, but Moxley snatches him mid-air, transitions into a choke, rolls through, and hits the Death Rider.
WINNERS: Jon Moxley & Claudio Castagnoli
**MATCH 5 — LA KNIGHT vs RUSH vs KOFI KINGSTON vs BOBBY LASHLEY **
#1 Contender for the Intercontinental Title
Four wildly different styles collide in a match that’s equal parts wild athletic showcase and human demolition derby. LA Knight mouths off at all three opponents before the bell, and Rush slaps him hard enough to nearly spin him around. Lashley grabs both of them by the throat and shoves them into separate corners, only to get springboard-dropkicked by Kofi Kingston.
The early minutes belong to Kofi, who darts around the ring hitting dropkicks, spinning heel kicks, and a Boom Drop on Rush. But when he goes for Trouble in Paradise, Lashley intercepts him with a spine-shattering spear that nearly ends the match right there.
Rush refuses to be overshadowed. He and Lashley brawl brutally outside the ring, Rush throwing chairs, Lashley throwing Rush. LA Knight tries to steal a pin on the downed Kofi, but Kofi small-packages him for a near fall that sends Knight into a panicked meltdown.
The match hits overdrive when Kofi hits a top-rope trust fall onto all three opponents, wiping everyone out. The crowd chants “THIS IS AWESOME!” as the four men crawl back into the ring.
Final sequence: Lashley grabs Knight for the Hurt Lock—Knight flips off the ropes into a stunner-like counter. Kofi leaps in for Trouble in Paradise, but Rush intercepts with a V-Trigger-style knee. Lashley recovers, spears Rush, goes for the cover—
—but Knight shoves Lashley out of the ring and steals the pin himself!
WINNER: LA Knight
MATCH 6 — TEN-MAN TAG
Okada, Ricochet, Santos Escobar, Dyer & Dijak vs Cody Rhodes, Sami Zayn, Rey Mysterio, Edge & Christian
This is a classic super-team showdown—ten elite stars standing in two corners, all radiating confidence and mischief. Ricochet and Rey start with what can only be described as choreographed chaos, flipping, twisting, and countering until the crowd is breathless. Rey tags in Cody, and the pace suddenly becomes more grounded—Cody wrestles like a man trying to keep the peace between acrobats.
Okada enters to thunderous applause and immediately mocks Cody with a dismissive Rainmaker pose. Cody snaps, launching a flurry of punches until Okada floors him with a crisp dropkick that nearly decapitates him.
Dijak and Dyer isolate Sami Zayn, taking turns rag-dolling him with brutal suplexes. Santos hits a gorgeous top-rope rana, forcing Edge to enter and spear him into the mat. Christian tags himself in and mocks Okada with his own pose, which earns him a swift dropkick for his trouble.
The final minutes explode into pure bedlam—Ricochet dives over the turnbuckles onto Sami, Edge spears Dijak, Christian knocks Dyer off the apron, Rey hits a 619 on Santos. Cody hits Cross Rhodes on Ricochet, but Okada slides in and almost caves Cody’s chest in with a shotgun dropkick.
Rainmaker attempt—MISSES! Cody tags Rey, who springboards—
—Okada CATCHES HIM with a desperation clothesline, turns, hits the Rainmaker, and pins Rey.
WINNERS: Okada, Ricochet, Santos, Dyer & Dijak
MATCH 7 — INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE
Samoa Joe (c) vs Shingo Takagi
Joe and Shingo don’t even circle—they just collide. Two bulls. Two tanks. Two men too proud to take a backwards step. Shingo hits rapid forearms that barely move Joe, so he upgrades to clotheslines that move Joe exactly one inch. Joe responds with a slap that sounds like a frying pan hitting concrete.
Shingo powers Joe into the corner with shoulder blocks, then hits a DDT that shakes the ring. Joe rolls outside to reset, but Shingo launches himself with a cannonball off the apron, knocking Joe halfway up the ramp.
Back inside, Shingo attempts Made in Japan but Joe blocks, transitions into the Coquina Clutch attempt—Shingo slams him backward into the turnbuckle to escape. They trade lariats that would kill most mortals. The crowd is on its feet for every strike.
The match almost ends when Shingo hits Last of the Dragon, but Joe kicks out at 2.999, roaring defiantly.
Shingo goes for another—but Joe counters, slamming him down and locking in the Coquina Clutch. Shingo fights, claws, elbows, but Joe locks it tight.
Shingo fades.
Joe retains.
After the bell—BALOR, HIROMU & KENTA hit the ring and assault Joe. They stomp him down until…
Orton and Styles sprint down to make the save! The three men clear the ring. Joe looks at them… nods… and shakes hands.
WINNER & STILL CHAMPION: Samoa Joe
**MATCH 8 — RANDY ORTON vs AJ STYLES **
Winner Gets World Title Shot — Loser Banned from Challenging Again
The air is tense—two legends, two future Hall of Famers, two men who respect each other but cannot allow the other to leapfrog them. The stakes are suffocating: winner moves on to the World Title, loser is barred forever.
They start slow, circling, feeling the weight of history on their shoulders. Orton attempts an early RKO to rattle AJ, but Styles steps away like a matador avoiding a bull. AJ fires off calf kicks, sharp and stinging. Orton absorbs them with a scowl and drives AJ into the corner, pounding him with European uppercuts.
Styles takes control with a sliding forearm and a springboard reverse DDT. He goes for the Phenomenal Forearm early but Orton rolls out. The pacing becomes deliberate—every move measured, every counter calculated. This is two wrestling masters playing high-speed chess.
Then everything breaks.
Finn Balor, Hiromu Takahashi, KENTA, Damian Priest, and Karrion Kross swarm the ring like a pack of wolves. They attack both Orton and Styles, beating them mercilessly. The match is thrown out… until Orton and Styles start fighting back.
The crowd explodes as the two rivals unite, swinging wildly, dropping bodies left and right. Phenomenal Forearm to KENTA! RKO on Priest! Hiromu takes a back suplex from Orton that sends him sliding out of the ring. Balor eats a Pele Kick, then an RKO for good measure.
The ring clears, leaving Orton and AJ standing side by side, breathing hard, unsure what comes next.
Then—
🎵 “WOOOOOOO!”
RIC FLAIR walks out, strutting, smiling, mic in hand.
He tells them both they’re too good, too legendary, too important to this company to be fighting each other instead of fighting for glory. He tells them they should be partners, not enemies—leaders, not rivals.
The crowd agrees.
Orton looks at AJ.
AJ looks at Orton.
A long pause…
They shake hands.
THE BIRTH OF FORTUNE.
Flair raises their arms, declaring them the future of wrestling.
MATCH RESULT: No Contest
Fortune is born
**MAIN EVENT — WORLD TITLE — NO HOLDS BARRED **
Powerhouse Hobbs (c) vs Brody King vs Jacob Fatu
Three monsters. No rules. The ring might not survive.
As soon as the bell rings, Brody King bulldozes Hobbs into the corner, smashing elbows into the champion’s jaw, while Fatu immediately grabs a chair and hurls it like a spear into Brody’s spine. The sound is sickening. Brody barely reacts, turning slowly toward Fatu like an ogre inconvenienced by a fly.
Fatu superkicks Brody in the mouth, climbs the ropes instantly, and hits a diving headbutt that sends Brody stumbling out of the ring. Hobbs charges Fatu, but Fatu hits a spinning uranage that shakes the ring.
The fight spills outside, where Brody King regains control by powerbombing Fatu onto the steel steps and then swinging Hobbs into the barricade like a battering ram. Hobbs answers by slamming Brody with a spinebuster through a table propped against the ring post.
Weapons begin piling up—chairs, kendo sticks, chains. Fatu wraps the chain around his fist and punches Hobbs so hard the champion collapses instantly. Brody tries to choke Fatu with the chain, but Fatu bites his way free (literally), drawing gasps from the front row.
Back inside, Brody and Hobbs trade lariats that would kill lesser men. Hobbs somehow lifts Brody for Town Business, but Fatu springboards in and kicks Hobbs in the head mid-lift. All three crash down in a heap.
Fatu recovers first and climbs the top rope—MOONSAULT ON BOTH MEN! The crowd loses its mind. Fatu covers Hobbs…
…BRODY BREAKS THE PIN WITH A CHAIN-ASSISTED SENTON!
Brody grabs a chair, wedges it into the corner, and tries to whip Hobbs into it. Hobbs reverses, sending BRODY crashing headfirst into the steel. Fatu charges—Hobbs catches him, powers him up, and SLAMS FATU THROUGH A LADDER bridging the ropes.
Hobbs roars, grabs Brody, lifts him, and hits TOWN BUSINESS THROUGH A TABLE.
He covers.
1…
2…
3.
Powerhouse Hobbs survives hell.
WINNER & STILL WORLD CHAMPION: Powerhouse Hobbs
