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S32 FIGHT NIGHT: WEEK 6</div>

Ok, holy shit, there's a lot of fighting after a really quiet week. Let's get started immediately because oh god, the amount of carnage. These might be a bit shorter blurbs because there are close to double digit number of fights this week.

<div align="center">Game 174: @ </div>
The Dragons and the Stars aren't really all that rivalrous, so there is some weirdness to the fact that this game would show up on Fight Night. The point of this fight wasn't really some call to the transfer of power or the big MO to another team, but both teams were on the way to making another drop in the goal bucket when things went wrong, fast. There was a series of fast-paced events that led to this brawl.

Literally, the North Stars had just put up the goal to put them ahead in this game, and Kristian Eriksson was making his own case for the best player on the Stars. Calgary needed to get an equalizer quickly, and was not going to be slow on the uptake. However, there were players from the North Stars trying to blow the game wide open, and the rush on offense immediately after the opening faceoff led to a bit of a goalie rush. Hunter Wong was overrun.

The Dragons took exception to this, and tried to keep Wong's respect. The whole line was ready to stop the Stars and get things back on their side.

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Steve Linkos was being pushed away from the goal by Schnitinfritz Jagr, and was not really ready for the fight, when in came the "enforcer" Chester Cunningham. His Norwegian strength just straight body slammed Jagr, ending that bout quickly.

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This wouldn't be the end of the brawl, as Jagr was the first of two to defend the Dragons crease.
RESULT: Cunningham by Takedown

On the other part of the rink, Pierre-Luc Laflamme had brought one Damien Wert over to settle things between the two. Both former Platoon players, it was only right that these ex-soldiers duke it out on foreign ice to determine the better WKP-ette. This was started with multiple swings from both parties.

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The two were tiring the other out, finally making their way to the boards and just resting it out while the rest of the ice was being sorted out. It seems no one can truly determine which of these players had better firepower, and the refs stopped this dispute in a draw.

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The rest of the game would be intense, with the Dragons having mounted a defense and then scored 2 goals in the 2nd period to take the lead. Even with Wert's shortie in the last minute of the game, the Dragons pushed out a win with Jaime Hill's goal in the last 20 seconds. The fight was only one of many brawls of the week.
RESULT: Draw

<div align="center">Game 177: @ </div>
Ryan King has something special about him in certain games. He started the scoring for the Panthers at home against the defending champion Wolfpack on the powerplay, and he was feeling good. The ice was being dominated by this LA star, and someone from NEW needed to stand up and stop the scoring.

Mia was trying to skate the puck out and was looking to make a pass out to the neutral zone, but of course, showboat Ryan King had to get his hands on the puck and steal the pass. "Haha, sucks to suck, Mia!" he gloated, skating away, but not for long. Landvik took grip of the King and started the wrestling match at center ice.

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The two grappled for a while, with King trying to remove his hand from Mia's strangling grip on his shoulder. There wasn't much room for actual punches to be made, and Mia made her point: Boston Tough don't let anyone get away with a 3-1 lead without some rough stuff.

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Unfortunately, the fight wouldn't pull things back to the road Wolfpack, as they scored but gave up a 3rd period goal to keep their loss a 2-goal one. At least Mia was the better fighter and was keeping up the fighter mentality. They'll live for another day, even with the loss. King is still king, and the season continues.
RESULT: Draw

<div align="center">Game 180: @ </div>
This game seems more like the type that would spark some flames. Calgary has not been having a good season, and they need a big win from the road to get things going. The Jets have been having those seasons for a while now, and they need to take out some lasting stitches from seasons past on the Dragons.

One who had this more than anyone is Big Manious, the vet defender through the good and the bad parts of the Jets. Looking to etch his name on the Turd Ferguson, Big needed more fights (not that he wasn't in enough already this season), and found a great target for his rampage: Esa Anrikkanen, a close friend. One chicken parm and the whole thing is glossed over. So, without further ado, Big came in whaling.

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He didn't let up, the crazy bastard. "Holy shit, Big, calm the fuck down, I didn't mean the mini-sasquatch thing!" The pleas of Esa were drowned out by the thuds of Big's monstrous hands landing on Esa's helmet, and the match was over before it began.

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The refs were so lucky to pull them apart, but the fighting was just getting started.
RESULT: Manious by TKO

Travis Kudleychuk was trying to bring on the fights from the other side of the ice, and tried picking a fight with the other elder Dragon Nicholas Pedersen. Even though he started in LAP, the Dragons had Pedersen as a mainstay, and needed to make up for Esa's crappy fight. As such, Kudley was a bit more cuddly than you want a fighter to be.

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Yeah, holy crap, Pedersen beat the shit out of Kudley. As they moved him to the sin bin with a blood trail behind him, Pedersen was looking ot the rest of the ice. Maybe it was Esa that needed to pay off Nicholas with chicken parms after that defense of Calgary's honor. He was the light spot in the 3-ring ice brawl.
RESULT: Pedersen by KO

Finally, among the commotion, there was a quick scrap between me and Shane Gagner and Don Pellegrino, and you can juuuuuust see it in front of Manious destroying Esa.

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The dust settled, and the Dragons were still destroying the Jets on the ice. Not 6 seconds later, the Jets scored their 1st response to Calgary's 4-goal lead, and with Creller scoring in the last 2 minutes, the Dragons kept the 4-goal win among other things. The brawl kind of ended in a draw, but the game was won by the home team to a rocking stadium of fans.
RESULT: Draw

<div align="center">Game 182: @ :admirals: </div>
The annual Expansion Team series between the two coastal failures in Buffalo and Portland was underway, and Buffalo was trying to regain some of the spunk they held from earlier in the season. A potential Eastern Conference upsettor, the Stampede led off with their retiring defender Friedrich Muller scoring on the powerplay, and the fans in Portland started looking at this as a done deal.

The Admirals bench didn't take kindly to the constant shitting on them by the fanbase, and only one person was ready to take on the charge of being the sparkplug to the Admirals cannons: Cikgnar Konstantinov. He knew which player would be the perfect target: former Admiral Maximilian Wachter. As they were the two players that knew the other side best, they'd start jabbing each other until finally, the sparkplug released a cannonball.

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As Muller laid there on the ice, Wachter took the bait from CK and started in on the fight, only to realize this crazy Russian has a way with the fists. Maybe there was a reason that hit looked so monstrous.

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Konstantinov would earn every second of his fighting major with the win, and Wachter started to brew in his own loss as his team would continue to win without him.
RESULT: Konstantinov by KO

As he came out of the box, Max's team was up 2-0, and the Stampede looked to be golden throughout the rest of the match. Muller was back in the game, and Buffalo really needed to kill the crowd. Luckily, our favorite Admiral couldn't resist the chance to step up and make a name for himself: Kelly Rivet.

Kelly had been seeing his team get more and more upset, and looked to find someone that would easily get a rise out of someone from the losing team bashing them. Max just happened to be the down on his luck, fresh out of hockey jail soul Kelly saw fit to call "Portland's punching bag." After Max tried to walk off, Kelly stopped him in his own end. "You think you can fucking walk away from me?"

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Maybe it would have been better for Rivet to let Max walk away, because he for damn sure wasn't about to lose 2 fights in one night. Rivet was the one looking like the tool for Wachter's aggression.

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Slumping Rivet into the box was enough motivation to get a goal for the home crowd, but Wachter won over his teammates and shut up the critics against him leaving Portland in the first place. The Stampede would trample Portland with a sound 4-1 win, thanks to their new fearless leader.
RESULT: Wachter by KO

<div align="center">Game 183: @ </div>
In terms of a hockey match-up, the Blizzard and the Stars are interesting in that they're both really bridesmaids of their respective conferences. The Blizzard seem to always be losing the Challenge Cup, while the North Stars are perpetually the team that has high expectations and gets wrecked. On the road, Edmonton was looking to secure their place yet again atop the conference, and Toronto was easy to pick on.

The first fight would be easier to pick than usual. All Big Z Zalleras Szlerchek had to do was lay a solid hit on Chester Cunningham and give him the business as he skated away. "You think you're some tough shit? Nah, just wait for me to take the Fight Night belt." Cunningham wouldn't have any of this, and the instigation led to the start of a fight between heavyweights.

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Granted, Big Z wanted the knockout, and was looking for it. Cunningham didn't really stand a chance against one of the more prominent veteran power forwards, but Chester did keep on his feet and stood his ground throughout the debacle. Unfortunately, this also meant he took some hits to the head in his defense.

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The two would be separated, but the result was in from the press box: Big Z notches first win. The decision was partly due to the instigator, but Szlerchek made his point clear in the home team broadcast: "I beat him up. Simple."
RESULT: Szlerchek by Decision

Karpotsov was taking on the brunt of the faceoffs now for Edmonton with the ejection from Big Z, and the Blizzard were really clicking. With less than 5 minutes remaining, the Blizzard had a healthy 3-goal lead to sit back on. Kjell Eide was looking for some way to boost his home sulkers and give his team an advantage, and found it: get rid of C2.

Eide kept up the pestering in light, legal ways until finally, after one faceoff, Evgeni was on his last nerve. "Jesus, get the fuck away from me or I'll clock you!" The threat held true, and the battle commenced, with the two going straight for the grapple. It seemed Evgeni might have a chance to really hit his opponent hard!

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Unfortunately there was not that much luck, as both skaters were tired from the battle of actual hockey, and the twosome fell to the bed of ice below them, ready for the game to end.

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Karpotsov's initiation and response got him an ejection (though the fight itself already did that) and Edmonton had yet another bout to seal in the road win.
RESULT: Draw

<div align="center">Game 184: @ </div>
This may be one of the few times that Ryan King isn't the main cause of irritation for the opponent, as the West Coast rivalry between Seattle and Los Angeles just keeps getting more and more heated. The Panthers have been the best team in the SHL for a while this season, and Karlsson had been doing his part to guarantee another win with a goal in the 1st period.

As he helped another goal get up on the board, Gunnar Rask was getting agitated. This was supposed to be a home game win against a big team and instead, the Panthers had the Riot on a string for a 2-goal win. This couldn't happen. Rask did the only thing he knew to do: cause shit. A boarding check to Felix Herzog got Karlsson riled up. Obviously looking for the Gordie Howe hatty, Karlsson took the bait, getting to Rask first.

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Neither center could really land a punch, with the fists flying and punching some light air if anything. The grapple of defeat would come to them easy, and the refs came to break things up.

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Rask's effort wasn't really an effort, as seen by the lack of motivation gusted into the Riot. Los Angeles kept the lead and finally proved who was the better of the 2 rivals.
RESULT: Draw

<div align="center">Game 197: @ </div>
No game is really good if the road team scores within the first 2 minutes of the game, and the Renegods did just that. Manhattan was not exactly poised to win this game, but damn, at least put up the front of being a productive team! The fans responded in kind, and something had to be done about this type of start to the game.

Wyatt Wollker had taken it upon himself to be the enforcer of the team. Having missed out on actual fighters like Foster and Llewellyn, Wollker was the only line of defense between the bullying bastards of the SHL and his team of young folks (and McZ). You could say he had a certain medieval chivalry about him, and this game was perfect to exert this newfound righteousness.

As he got in front of his own net, Cody Black tried to get up in his business. "Hey, why don't you let Vader come over here, he's man enough to actually take me on." Wyatt wanted to get Black to take the fight, because lord knows Lord Vader would kick his ass. Black shoved back, "Hey, you wanna test this theory? Let's fucking go!"

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Both did have real fight to bring to the table, and were actually landing punches. It wasn't the landing of punches that was the problem, it was just that Wollker was getting so off balance that the fight wasn't really going to last long enough to declare a true winner.

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The two bad dancers were separated, and it was clear that the fight did not boost the stadium or the team, with the ReneGods scoring just a minute later and dominating the game from then on. Wollker keeps trying and keeps flailing, and Black isn't doing much better but has the team to back up his antics.
RESULT: Draw

<div align="center">Game 203: @ </div>
So remember when we said Wollker isn't really meant to be a fighter? Yeah, one of the rookies in Marc Leclerc saw that sad display of flailing and decided to take over the enforcer role. Marc needed a foothold in his 3rd SHL team, and if he wanted to stay in the Big Apple, he needed to take a big bite.

A boring ass game like the road effort against West Kendall was the perfect game to start some stupid shit. Leclerc has a habit of being a bit of a prick, and took exception to Mikko Linna, former ROTY. "You know McFadden should have that ROTY, right? Bet ya Volks gets more points this season than you and loses ROTY." Linna took this internally and waited.

The next time Leclerc came on the ice, Linna was waiting for the little ball of memes. "Yeah, let's drop 'em. You're gonna own your words," Mikko said, dropping the gloves first and instigating the bout.

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Leclerc was coming at this fight with a stronghold on Linna's shoulder, and like the troll he is, kept just doing light punches at Linna's chin with that left chin. "Hey, fight like a real enforcer, Jesus..." Linna barked, throwing a wild right. That would send the both of them tumbling to the ice in a nice effort.

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Even with Linna's 2 big hits, Leclerc pulled a Mayweather and got enough landed punches to garner a draw, making the most exciting part of the scoreless 55 minutes beforehand slightly anticlimactic. The shootout would put the home Platoon on top, and that might only be due to Linna's 2 big punches, which got Linna the ejection.
RESULT: Draw

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Early hits on big stars can have a significant impact on the game at hand, and the Renegades had this situation come up in their home stand against the Stampede. Cody Black was already hyped up from the previous night, and was looking to top Lord Vader as the ReneGod badass on the blue line. All he needed was an excuse.

Not surprisingly, Brynjar Tusk gave him an excuse, as he laid out a nasty check to Evandrus Jesster on the boards. Cody wasn't really able to see who hit Jesster, though, just the body on the ground struggling up. "It's probably that bastard Wachter, he's always been a thug," Black thought, charging into battle to defend the Renegade name and S25 draftees.

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The battle wasn't really started off all that well, as Black came in at around hip height to gain the lower ground and try for the takedown. Max wasn't having any of it, and kept his position along the boards to prevent the pin, and the grapple on the walls was stopped before things got weird with 2 men in a public place with one on his knees.

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After the dust settled, the fans that were just walking in with their popcorn from arriving late were ready to see the Renegades take a stand against the hot Stampede. Texas was able to get the win off 2 Kowalski goals, and Black's stark defense of his team motivated the rest to stick up for themselves, with Vader and Rick James registering 5 hits each.
RESULT: Draw

<div align="center">Game 205: @ </div>
The Eastern Conference is filled with teams that are looking to get one up on the other, and the Chiefs need a home win. Bad. Gerrard had said he's done after this season, and the fire just isn't there. Hamilton coming into this game was looking to be the better of the upstarts (competing with Buffalo) and winning against this regular season dynamo would be awesome on the road.

One thing was on the Welsh Welter's mind: getting his team on focus. With a 1-goal deficit on the board in the last 5 minutes of the 2nd period, Ieuan was looking for a reason to boost his team and actually get ready for the rest of the game. Unsuspecting Walter Krysak didn't even register a statistical hit, but Llwewllyn was ready, and dropped gloves, whether Walter wanted to or not.

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Walter was not ready at all for the fury that was unleashed by one of the Hamilton Things, as Thing 2 (purely numbered off who fought in the season first, yay Danny) got his right hand shaken loose and started in on the back of Walter's helmet. The light dimmed as Ieuan landed his last punch and dropped Walter to the wet ice, claiming the win.

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The bout brought about a fantastic motivator from the instigator. As Ieuan watched from the team box, his line, now supplanted with Joe McKeil at the wing, scored 2 goals and took over the game. The Steelhawks defeated the once mighty Chiefs, both in and out of the ring.
RESULT: Llewellyn by KO

CURRENT POWER RANKINGS
1. - Ieuan Llewellyn, 2-0-1 (30 pts)
2. - Big Manious, 1-0-3 (28 pts)
3. - Lord Vader, 2-0-0 (20 pts)
4. - Maximilian Wachter, 1-2-1 (19 pts)
4. - Danny Foster, 0-0-4 (19 pts)
6. :admirals: - Kelly Rivet, 0-2-3 (17 pts)
7. - Chester Cunningham, 1-2-1 (16 pts)
8. - Evgeni Karpotsov, 0-0-3 (15 pts)
8. - Wyatt Wollker, 0-0-3 (15 pts)
8. - Chernika Banananov, 1-2-0 (15 pts)
11. - Zalleras Szlerchek, 1-0-0 (13 pts)
12. - Ryan King, 0-0-3 (12 pts)
12. - Mia Landvik, 0-0-3 (12 pts)
12. - Cody Black, 0-0-3 (12 pts)
15. - Alex Mack, 0-0-2 (11 pts)
15. - Mikko Linna, 0-0-2 (11 pts)
17. - Steven Stamkos Jr., 1-0-0 (10 pts)
17. - Jaime Hill, 1-0-0 (10 pts)
17. - Nicholas Pedersen, 1-0-0 (10 pts)
17. :admirals: - Cikgnar Konstantinov, 1-0-0 (10 pts)
17. - Patrik Šatan, 1-0-0 (10 pts)
22. - Kjell Eide, 0-0-2 (8 pts)
22. - Andris Bukss, 0-0-2 (8 pts)
24. - Pal Vikinsgtod, 0-0-1 (7 pts)
25. - Dickie Pecker, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Shane Gagner, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Pierre-Luc Laflamme, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Sven Karlsson, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Nucky Toohoots, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Tim Buckner, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Brandon Pomery, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. :admirals: - Marc Leclerc, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Patrick Brumm, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Gunnar Rask, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Geoffrey Allen, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Sim Browski, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Damien Wert, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Ty Justice, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
25. - Don Pellegrino, 0-0-1 (4 pts)
40. - Esa Anrikkanen, 0-1-0 (1 pt)
40. - Michael Boychuk, 0-1-0 (1 pt)
40. - Schnitinfritz Jagr, 0-1-0 (1 pt)
40. - Walter Krysak, 0-1-0 (1 pt)
40. :admirals: - Mattias Wahlstrom, 0-1-0 (1 pt)
40. - Pietra Volkova, 0-1-0 (1 pt)
40. - Travis Kudleychuk, 0-1-0 (1 pt)

Give half to @[Seth Trollins]

I still have, like, 8 fights to cover, so the rankings aren't updated fully yet.

Quote:Originally posted by mpc@Dec 29 2016, 03:58 PM
I still have, like, 8 fights to cover, so the rankings aren't updated fully yet.

Yeah, Slappy McDoodle recently beat up a rook. :D

Quote:Originally posted by Slappydoodle@Dec 29 2016, 04:22 PM



Yeah, Slappy McDoodle recently beat up a rook.  :D

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Still got 4 fights left for this week, will get that and get started on Week 7 tomorrow

I just love watching the gifs, they are all fantastic! Keep up the good work!

Fucking christ, this beast is done.

WE HAVE A NEW TITLE DEFENDER!

u have time for this but nto time to give me my tpe for pgs

Quote:Originally posted by mpc@Dec 31 2016, 03:12 PM
Fucking christ, this beast is done.

WE HAVE A NEW TITLE DEFENDER!

You have an interesting numbering system

I... think you added up the points wrong?

Quote:Originally posted by SethTrollins@Dec 31 2016, 08:33 PM
I... think you added up the points wrong?

2 wins = 20 points
1 loss = 1 point
3 instigation penalties = 9 points
Gives me 30. Congrats!

Quote:Originally posted by mpc@Jan 1 2017, 03:17 PM
2 wins = 20 points
1 loss = 1 point
3 instigation penalties = 9 points
Gives me 30. Congrats!

I don't think I lost btw. Pretty sure it was a draw.

Unless I've suffered memory loss brought on by too much alcohol which is entirely possible.

Quote:Originally posted by SethTrollins@Jan 1 2017, 09:38 AM




I don't think I lost btw. Pretty sure it was a draw.

Unless I've suffered memory loss brought on by too much alcohol which is entirely possible.

Or 2 instigations and a tie, same points. Might be the alcohol here too