WAYBACK WEDNESDAY #4: High Tide Hits Easter Island

Welcome back to Wayback Wednesday’s, and the final installment of our monthlong look into the now defunct January PPV.  

After going by the name Cold Blooded for three years, the name was changed for the 2014 installment to One Night Stand, becoming the most provocatively named FFW PPV since Full Frontal.  But that didn’t stop ONS from being an incredible show, highlighted by an all-fan favorite showdown between three redheads for the FFW Championship (sound familiar?).  It also featured Mika Demidov’s coming out party, as she defeated Camilla Pazzini for the second time, proving it was no fluke, and setting the stage for her monumental FFW Championship win over Scarlett Kincaid at Relentless in May.   Also of highlight was a phenomenal Unity Title defense by the Witches’ Brew over the Meanest Girls, in what would prove to be Holly Adams’ Last match, as well as an Ultraviolence battle royal that rekindled Kate Steele’s Ultraviolence contention and would go on to lead to her second reign.

But today we focus on what might have been the most brutal Evolution Championship match in company history.  Eileen Amaro had held the Evo title for six months, handily defeating all comers, when she ran into Easter, who despite a middling performance in Future Shock quickly rose up the ranks in FFW, nabbing te Pick Your Poison briefcase in short order.  Aimee was never the most likeable woman to begin with, but when finally looking at an opportunity for her first title belt at Anarchy ‘13, well, she got nasty, turning things extremely personal in not only taking Eileen’s title, but also her boyfriend, dignity, and a large chunk of her pride and self-esteem.  Needless to say, Christmas 2013 was not a very happy time in Amaro household.

But after snapping out of her funk, Eileen was ready to start snapping some limbs, and the rematch was on for One Night Stand.  There wasn’t even a pretense of civility here- the match was made No DQ straight off the bat, and the fans eagerly anticipated the contest with two questions in mind.

1. Would the beloved Eily take her belt back from the sinister Easter?

2. Just how far would she go in the process?

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The graphic for the Evolution Championship appears on the screen as the crowd lets out quite a pop at the sight of it.

Mark: Ohhhh, here we go! I’ve been waiting for this one! And so have these fans here in Milwaukee! Joining me is a woman who whupped some ass earlier tonight, Tifa Heafy!

Tifa: Didn’t even break a sweat but I still showered so I wouldn’t be smelly sitting here with you, Markles.

Cory: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the FFW Evolution Championship! This match will contested under….NO DISQUALIFICATIONS!

“Hey! Hey! Hey!”

“Slither” by Velvet Revolver rips chords throughout the arena as it darkens. Several blue and white spotlights begin to trail across the crowd before the camera points to the entrance ramp. Fireworks of blue and silver explode from the ground. Standing with her back turned to the crowd is Eileen Amaro! Clad in a large blue duster, the Tsunami turns her head to the crowd and gets a raucous cheer!

“Yyyeeeaaaahhh, here comes the water!
It comes to wash away the sins of you and I!”

Cory: From Ocean City, Maryland and weighing in at 140 pounds... This is “THE TSUNAMI”... EILEEN AMARO!

Eileen high-fives the many fans down the ramp. The Tsunami grabs the top rope before using her momentum to land on it while facing the crowd. With a big grin on her face, Eily brings her right fist back and punches the air above, holding the pose in to the roar of the crowd before jumping to the center of the ring where she hands her coat off and begins to shadow box in the ring, waiting for the start of the bout.

Mark: The issue couldn’t be more personal for the former Evolution Champion! Amaro has been fuming since Anarchy, and tonight without any rules to stop her, this is getting ugly!

Tifa: I can’t blame Eileen for the fury she has at all.  I’d be super pissed off too if all that happened to me!  Like gonna get myself a shotgun kind of pissed.

“The poor stays poor the rich get richer it's just so disproportionate.
...
Get outta here!”

“Above the Law” hits the PA and Aimee Easter steps out onto the stage with a black sweatshirt on.  The hoodie is unzipped but the hood is up as Aimee slowly walks onto the stage with a smirk on her face.  Tommy Patton, her valet, walks out behind her dressed in a black t-shirt and cargo pants, his arms crossed as he stands next to Aimee on the entrance ramp.

Cory: Ladies and gentlemen...coming to the ring and hailing from the City of Angels…She is the reigning and defending FFW Evolution Champion…...”The Revolution” Aimeeeeee Eaaaasteeerrr!!!!

“The Revolution” surveys the crowd and cackles before walking down to the ring.  She climbs the ring steps as Tommy waits outside and then climbs onto the second rope.  She stays there for a moment before flipping her hood back and revealing her wicked smile.  She jumps down into the ring and walks out into the center of it, smiling devilishly at the crowd who continues to boo.

Mark: And Aimee brought that piece of---

As Aimee turns back towards the ring, Eileen takes off towards her and lands a Thesz press before she takes her down and starts unloading with right hands to the head. Cory clears the ring in a hurry as the fans come to their feet, while Amaro fires a flurry of right hand shots right to her head. Aimee manages to shove her off, but Eileen quickly rolls back to her feet and takes her down again, pounding rights picking right back up where they left off!

Tifa: Amaro isn’t wasting a single moment of time.  She hippity hopped on Aimee with those right hands taking her to the non-fun pound town.

Mark: The bell hasn’t even rang to start the match, and Eileen could give a damn!

The Tsunami gets back to her feet, heading for the corner where she unfastens the turnbuckle pad. She tosses it to the floor, and as Aimee starts to get up, she grabs her by the head and rams her face first right into the exposed metal. The live crowd roar in approval as Aimee staggers out of the corner before Eileen takes off for the far side. She rebounds quickly and delivers a thunderous spear that sends them both through the ropes with Aimee crashing into the floor with Eileen right back on top of her, once more in the mount position and unloading big right hand blows!

Tifa: Jeepers.  This is an onslaught.  I haven’t seen one this bad since I saw Freya attack a five pound sandwich last year.  Eileen wants Aimee to know all the pain she’s been feeling.

Mark: Aimee brought this out of Eileen, and she’s got to suffer for it! We still don’t have a bell, the referee is trying to get them back inside!

Eileen continued to wail away on Aimee before she got back to her feet. Amaro stormed around back and forth for a moment and began to pull up the ringside mat to expose the concrete floor below that. The fans were solidly behind her!

Mark: The challenger is doing a little redecorating here ringside, and she’s got bad bad intentions in mind! Easter has opened Pandora’s Box!

Tifa: I know!  really glad I didn’t make up an entire ruse to get into the head of this woman.  That’d be me getting pounded!

Eileen pulled Aimee up and hooked her head under an arm before she backed up towards the exposed floor, clearly looking for a DDT.

Tifa: This would be a concussion, split wig, and the end of Aimee’s revolution!

Mark: This is the damnedest pre-match I’ve ever seen!

Eileen measured her and as she was about to drive her headfirst into the floor, Tommy grabbed her by the hair from behind with both hands. He pulled her away from Aimee as the Tsunami turned around, glaring at him.

Tifa: Aw come on bro.  I know you tore out Eileen’s heart and took a giant poop on it because you’re a jerkyface, but stay out of the friggin’ match!

Mark: What a stupid son of a bitch! Eileen has no problem getting her hands on this bastard too!

Aimee managed to get her bearings and back to her feet on the floor before she pinned Eileen’s arms behind her back, giving Tommy the go ahead before Patton punched her across the jaw to the floor. And together, they both began to put the boots to her!

Tifa: That’s disgusting.  It’s a two on one assault right now!  Someone needs to bust that dude in the jaw and knock his ass out so this is a fair, well as fair as this kind of match gets, fight!

Mark: No DQ, Patton and Aimee are double teaming Eileen and there’s nothing the referee can do about it! Hell, this isn’t even officially a match yet! It’s just a brawl!

Aimee pulled Eileen up, shoving her against the ring apron back first with a shoulder block. She rammed her into it again and then a third time before she scooped her up and delivered a back suplex on the edge of the apron to the Tsunami. She got back to her feet with a smirk as Patton moved around and punted Amaro in the ribs as she lay on the floor.

Mark: Easter’s enough by herself, but when you throw in that piece of garbage, this is a handicap match!

Tifa: It is.  I don’t much like this.  Can I get up and punch him Mark?

Aimee seemed to enjoy the boos of the crowd until they began to cheer even louder. She had a confused look on her face before the cameras spotted a man taking off down the ramp. She glanced around and saw the familiar form of “The Red Comet” Leander Apollo. Leo began walking down Tommy, who couldn’t back up fast enough.

Tifa: Yes!  I’m not sure who that dude is because I’m not worldly but I hope he punches Tommy in the face repeatedly and drags him off!

Mark: That’s former SVW star and PDW standout Leander Apollo, one of Eileen’s closest friends as well! I didn’t even know he was here, but Patton damn sure does!

Leo continued to walk after a nearly fleeing Tommy as Aimee pulled Eileen up and bounced her head off the apron. She scooped her up onto one shoulder and delivered a short running powerslam into the concrete floor that Eileen had exposed earlier. Easter glanced over to see where Tommy was as Apollo caught up with him and sent him with an Irish whip into the ringside barricade!

Mark: Patton couldn’t run fast enough, Leo just introduced him to the barricade! But meanwhile back at the ranch, Eileen’s back just met the concrete!

Tifa: This is madness right now.  you got Leo and Tom and then the real two competitors!  That concrete never feels good either.

Easter pulls the Tsunami back up to her feet and whips her hard into the ringpost. The champion measures her for a moment and delivers a spinning roundhouse kick...but Eileen drops down as Aimee’s foot connects with the ringpost instead. The live crowd begin a chant for the Tsunami as Aimee’s face is frozen in pure agony!

Tifa: OUCH!  That cannot feel good at all.  Hitting that metal pole like that, eeesh, Aimee might not be able to walk now.

Aimee grabs onto the apron to try to keep from falling before she slithers under the bottom rope back into the ring. Eileen pulls up the ring apron and removes a steel chair and slides in after her. And at that point, referee Melinda Davis calls for the bell to start the match!

Mark: Aimee may have broken her own foot, and Eileen’s packing some steel! And there’s the bell!

Tifa: Usually when you pack some steel, you’re talkin’ about a gat but that steel chair would put a hurt on someone too.

Aimee began to scoot backwards on her butt on the mat, holding up her hand as she seemed to be asking Eileen to forgive and forget. Amaro’s face was furious as she stalked towards her.

Mark: Easter asking for forgiveness here, but I don’t think she’s going to find it from the challenger! I don’t think Eileen is even thinking about the Evolution Championship right now, she just wants to obliterate Aimee!

Tifa: Forgiveness doesn’t happen in a situation like this.  You mess with someone’s like as badly as Aimee did to Eileen, there’s no going back.  Actions have repercussions.

Eileen pretty much ignored Aimee’s plea as she raised the chair overhead before Easter delivered a kick with her other leg between Eileen’s legs. Amaro dropped to her knees on the canvas as Aimee scrambled to get the chair. She managed to do just that before she tried to get to her feet, finding it very difficult. But as Eileen attempted to get up, Aimee crashed the chair across her back with a violent swing that resonated throughout the Bradley Center. Eileen started to get up again, only to get the chair across her back a second time.

Tifa: Ah jeez.  The almighty cunt punt.  The act of a desperate woman.

Mark: Easter is wearing her out with that chair, and the referee is powerless to stop it.

Easter reached down into her boot and produced a pair of handcuffs. The live crowd booed to no end at the sight of them as she attached one end to Eileen’s wrist and began to drag her towards the ropes where she attached the other half. She limped back towards the chair, picking it up again with a sinister smile on her face.

Tifa: I don’t like handcuffs.  They hurt and don’t really ad… er, I mean if Aimee handcuffs Eileen to the ropes, it’s open season and Eileen might be gettin’ a toe tag.

Mark: Eileen is defenseless in the ropes, and the champion has that chair again. This isn’t a fight anymore, it’s a glorified mugging.

Eileen tried to get her hand free as Aimee moved towards her. Easter raised the chair high and went to bring it down, but Eileen kicked upwards and bounced the chair back into Aimee’s head, causing her to stumble backwards! Eileen fought against the restraint, jerking her wrist as Tommy dangled the key in front of her. She swiped towards him to get it as he took a step back. A smile on his face, he got spun around and spinebustered into the floor by the Red Comet as Leo popped up and took the key from him and handed it to Eileen!

Tifa: Yes!  Leo is awesome.  Eileen is all sorts of fired up!

Eileen took it and freed her wrist as Aimee doubled back after her with the chair. Amaro got back up and fired a kick to her stomach. Easter doubled over as Eileen bounced off the near side ropes and delivered a scissor kick that sent Aimee head first into the chair herself! Amaro rolled out to the floor, jerking up the apron and this time, producing a kendo stick. She slid back into the ring, and as Aimee started to get to her knees, Eileen began swinging like a woman possessed with at least ten unanswered body shots before she spun around and broke the stick across the side of Aimee’s head!

Mark: Shades of Lyn Dallins right there, Eileen is as deadly with a kendo stick as she is with a chair! She broke it in half on Easter’s skull!

Tifa: Jeepers!  I’ve never seen a kendo stick get broken in half like that.  Remind me not to cross Eileen.

Mark: I said it before, and it still holds true. I don’t think Eileen cares about the title as much as she does destroying….and I mean DESTROYING Aimee Easter! She hasn’t gone for a single pin!

Tifa: Mark, if someone did that to me, the title wouldn’t matter one bit.  It’d be about causing as much pain as I possibly could.

Eileen threw the remnants of the stick away as she headed for the top rope and gave the signal for her finisher.

Mark: HIGH TIDE COMING UP!!

And with grace, Eileen left her feet and went for the Superfly Splash off the top rope! Flashbulbs went off throughout the arena as she sailed through the air, but landed on Aimee’s knees on impact! Amaro bounced off her and crashed into the mat, clutching her ribs as she writhed and squirmed on the canvas, unable to lay still!

Tifa: Ouch.  High risk didn’t pay off for Eileen and it’s left her hurting.  Against Aimee this isn’t a good thing at all.

Mark: Easter’s going for the cover!

ONE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

THR-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Eileen got her shoulder up in time as Aimee sat up, she tried to catch her bearings as she applied a body scissors to Amaro’s ribs and locked her ankles on the other side. She pushed her hands into the mat and lifted herself slightly off the mat as she tried to squeeze as hard as she could against Eileen, who was coughing up blood from her mouth.

Mark: Easter with a very basic but lethal body scissors, but Eileen’s ribs have to be damaged! And I don’t like the look of that blood coming out of her mouth either.

Tifa: That’s icky!  But when ya can’t breathe it’s hard to fight.

Aimee yelled at her to quit, but the challenger refused to do so as she reached towards the ropes. Amaro wrapped her fingers around them as the referee called for a break, but Aimee kept the hold applied, telling the referee to disqualify her with a grin on her face. The champion pushed up again, attempting to squeeze the air and the life out of the challenger.

Tifa: There’s nothing that can be done at all.  It’s all on Eileen’s resolve.

Amaro continued coughing as she let go of the ropes, all the while with Aimee continuing to apply more pressure. The challenger managed to retrieve half of the broken kendo stick before she batted it across Aimee’s head from the mat. It rocked the champion, causing her to loosen her grip a bit. Two more head shots caused her to let go as Eileen fought back to her knees. Aimee wobbled as she sat on the mat before Eileen got up on her knees, her fists shaking with anger before she got back to her feet. Easter started to get up before Eileen delivered a shining wizard to the back of her head, the smack echoed in the Bradley Center!

Tifa: DAMN!  That impact.  Eileen is still alive and still full of hate.

Mark: The challenger is running on pure emotion, which is pretty much all hate and fury and anger! Cover her, Eileen!

Eileen looked around at the sold out crowd and then down to Aimee before she shook her head and rolled out to the floor again. She jerked out another steel chair and slid it into the ring before she crawled back inside, taking a moment to spit the blood out of her mouth. She set the two chairs up facing each other.

Mark: Eileen’s not gone for a cover yet, and I don’t have a clue what she has in mind with those chairs she’s set up. But I promise Aimee won’t like it a bit!

Tifa: I don’t think I want to know what Eileen has in mind right now.  It’ll be dangerous and it’ll hurt.

Eileen pulled Aimee to her feet as she backed up and stepped up onto the chairs. She underhooked Aimee’s arms behind her with her head between her legs, still shaking with fury.

Mark: She’s gonna redefine facebuster if she hits this!

Tifa: DOOOO ITTTTT!

Eileen shook her head and let her arms go, instead leaning over slowly and grabbing Aimee’s legs.

Mark: Wait a minute…..

Amaro hoisted Easter up and delivered a package piledriver through the chairs as the live crowd chanted “HOLY SHIT!” The chairs broke on impact!

Tifa: THAT BITCH IS DEAD.  Aimee Easter just got her head rocked through those chairs.  Jeebus christ on a cracker.

Mark: That was SICK!

Eileen kept her legs hooked as she sat on the mat before Davis dropped to make a count!

ONE!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Mark: That was academic! Eileen has driven Aimee head first to Hell!

Davis called for the bell as Eileen’s body still shook with anger as she glared down to the lifeless Aimee on the canvas.

Tifa: I think we need a toe tag for Aimee because she was just murdered and rightfully goddamn so!

Cory: The winner of the match….and for the second time….FFW Evolution Champion…..’THE TSUNAMI’ EILEEN AMARO!!!

Davis handed Eileen her championship, which she looked at for a moment and then back down to Aimee. She laid it to one side, still staring at her opponent.

Mark: I don’t think she’s done….. Eileen’s a two time Evolution Champion...but I don’t think she cares just yet!

Tifa: I don’t think so either.

Eileen wrapped her hand around the least damaged chair, starting to pick it up as Leo slid into the ring and began trying to talk her down. Amaro never took her eyes off Aimee as Leo moved closer, continuing to say something to her.

Mark: Eileen wants to end Aimee, she’s still wanting to do more damage! Easter is out cold, it’s open season!

Tifa: I think Leo is trying to talk her down a little bit.

Leo stepped into her line of sight before he reached down and took her title, holding it out for her as she finally turned away after taking it. The fans roared in enthusiasm as Eileen held her title high.

Mark: Aimee Easter may have just had her life saved at the hands of Leo. Apollo reminding her who she was and what she now had regained!

Tifa: Still don’t know if she’ll be finished though.  Eileen, great job.

Leo held the ropes open for her as she climbed out of the ring, raising her hand in victory as she held the title aloft. And from there, we cut backstage.

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Eileen would go on to garner another seven months with the Evolution Championship, ultimately tallying an awe-inspiring thirteen months with the championship belt around her waist.  After being upset by Valentina in the Femme For All, she departed the company to go on a quest to “find herself”, and has been last known running around Asia, sorely missed by her legions of fans.

Despite taking credit for some perverse moral victory (immoral victory?) by ‘turning Eileen into a “monster”’, Easter’s disappointment would continue, with a surprise early exit from the Elimination Chamber two months later at Chaos Theory.  However, once Amaro was out of the division, it didn’t take Easter long to recapture the title, doing so at Sin & Sacrifice, and she continues to hold it to this day.