Brother  verses  Sister  XXXI
by  Buzz  Haywood  buzzhaywood@yahoo.com



440 matches, Lauren with 434, and me with 6.

You can now reach Lauren as well at

laurenhaywood75@yahoo.com

Pittman Pike is now at 4,248

"My answer is yes," I said. Pike just smirked. Lauren relunctantly agreed as
well. So it was settled now. "Good! There's no going back now," Pike
responded. Lauren and I shook hands at the press confrence. "The both of you
made the right choice," Pike said. We both ignored him. The rules for the
match are no time limit, no count outs, no disqualifications, there must be a
winner. First pin or submission wins. Lauren was interviewed about the title
opportunity verses career match. The interviewer asked, "Straight out now, how
would you live with yourself if you end your big brother's career?" Certainly
my sister wasn't too thrilled about this question, although she wasn't
exactlly shocked by it. "Miserable, bad, awful, guilty, guilt-stricken,
terrible, pick your pick." Next was my turn to be interviewed. "How will you
handle it if your little sister is the one responsible for ending your
wrestling career?" That's what someone asked me. I also recieved various
e-mails asking the same thing. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't thinking about
it. And boy I thought about it. A lot. Pike had just gone to 4,258-0. Being
able to cash in a title shot at any time would certainly be to my advantage.
The night before the big match, Lauren and I wished each other luck and
hugged. Pike was interviewed before the match. "I've had it with the Haywoods
and I just want this to be done! After tonight I'll only have one of them to
deal with." Next was my turn. "My wrestling carrer being on the line is more
than enough motivation for me. I want a shot at the title! This will be step
one. I love my sister, but I need to prove myself. I need to show that I'm
just as good as my little sister and can beat her."

Now it was Lauren. "This is certainly a match I didn't want and still don't
want. It would hurt me deeply to end my brother's wrestling career. This isn't
the road back to Pike that I wanted. Not at all. I just hope that no matter
how the match ends, we'll still remain close." And so the ring introductions
were made. We shook hands. The bell rang. We circled the ring. We locked up.
We exchanged wrist locks and arm bars. Suddenly, I was trapped in her
head-lock. Then I got caught in her hammer-lock. I powered out of it, but she
managed to hip toss me. I then managed to clothesline her. I then started
working on my sister's legs. I then attempted to apply the figure four on her,
but then she small-packaged me. One... Two... Kick out. Wow, close one. The
look on Lauren's face must be like the one on mine. She was working on
instinct. While she was distracted, I tackled her down. Now I was able to get
the figure four on her. The match is now 5 minutes and forty seconds old.
Lauren struggled in the figure four. She then turned it around. Now I was the
one stuck. But then, I reversed it back. Finally, she reached the rope. I had
to break it. I suplexed her, then pinned her. One... Two... Kick out. She
ended up getting the upper hand again. It's been 7:58 and the action has been
explosive. Next thing I knew, I was giving her a belly-to-belly suplex. This
was it! One... Two... Shoulder up! Oh my. I then applied a fisherman's suplex
on my sister. This was the end of it. One... Two... And... Kick out? Oh man.
Next thing you know she was throwing punches at me.

Since it was no DQ, the ref could say nothing. And her punches kept firing at
me and landing on me. I could no longer stand. Next punch she gave me, I fell
down. Next, she gave me a piledriver right at the fifthteen minute mark. But
Lauren hesitated to go for a pin. The ref told her to do something. So she
applied a chin lock on me. My foot reached the bottom rope. I went for a drop
kick, but Lauren moved out of the way, but I got the referee instead. She
bulldoged me from behind. Lauren saw that the ref was hurt. Lauren applied an
Indian death lock on me. But the ref was still out-cold. The ref crawled over,
Lauren released the hold. This was unlike Lauren. I know she doesn't want to
end my career. Lauren is torn apart with this. I'm not too thrilled about the
cuircumstances either. At the 22:36 Lauren drop kicked me and I fell into the
referee. That poor ref! Lauren and I exchanged wrestling moves as the ref laid
there in pain. Another ref came out to check up on him. The other referee took
over. This time I small packaged her. The current ref began counting. One...
Two... Kick out. We headed to the half-hour mark now. We began chopping one
another. Things were getting out of control. Now was my turn to give her a
piledriver. Executed it. Now time for the pin. I don't hesitate. One... Two...
She kicked out! Oh no!!!! We are now at the 32:48 mark.

To Be Continued... Who will win? Find out!