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IWA Deep South Carnage Cup 14 weekender. Continued... Warning: This review contains NSFW imagery. Please click away now, unless you are in a comfortable and appropriate setting to proceed... Match 5. IWA Deep South Heavyweight Title Match. Challenger Satu Jinn took on the reigning defending Champion the Suicidal Beast Bryant Woods. Jinn trundled out, fat and bald to System of a Down's 1998 hit single "Sugar", proving yet again that this bafflingly esoteric scene is stuck back in the nu-metal era when ridiculous extremity was celebrated (to some extent) in the mainstream. Extra large champion Bryant Woods made his way out and we had an old fashioned bar fight on our hands. These two were swinging gammon like Don Frye and Yoshihiro Takayama back in the Pride FC days. The ring was adorned with very large and long light tube bundles as the encounter was billed as the "Sky High" deathmatch. The brawlers got to work and the assortment of bundles were soon smithereens. Huge stacks were popped off with spears and cannonballs as glass flew around the afternoon air. Jinn caught a bundle to the back and was determined to return the gesture as he ripped off Woods' shirt on the outside and dished out a generous carving. The big man then smashed the champ with a ladder and sat on him. Jinn then acquired some form of massive knife and proceeded to dice up Wood's head and face, culminating in an attempted Chelsea smile. After some more treachery the wide boy planted Woods with a sidewalk slam onto the ring apron from the outside, fittingly through a massive bundle of extra long light tubes. An uncomfortably stiff eye gouge session transpired with Bryant's face leaking claret. The challenger also hit a clumsy looking superplex onto 2 light tube bundles. The camera man seemed really interested in Jinns' upper left arm, and once the zoom and focus were corrected, a tasty gash was revealed (presumably landed by a light tube bundle shot earlier in the contest). When the champ regained his wits, a really really big light tube bundle was produced and took up the length of the ring. At this point the lads began to tease moves onto it and fight it out to decide who took the finishing bump. It occurred to me at this point how much actual story telling was involved in this title match. We all know it can sometimes feel like one spot to the next, but these lads were really selling the build to this finish. Drawing anticipation from the small number of devotees in attendance. Eventually (and somewhat inevitably) Woods won the tussle and planted Satu Jinn with a Diamond Cutter through the souped-up swaddle, with a tremendous bloody pop. Your winner, and still IWA Deep South champ, big boy bastard Bryant Woods. The champ took quite a bit to get back to his feet and get out of the ring. Woods is a huge man and probably depleted his oxygen levels fighting and bleeding like that. Solid match though, I enjoyed this one a lot. IWA Deep South owner Kevin Brannen was casually stood at ringside chonging a rollie during this one. Commentator York Terry was enjoying a comedically fat cigar in preparation for the next match, the Home Run Derby deathmatch.... Hilariously named Tommy Trainwreck strolled out to the Rolling Stones' Paint it Black, whilst trying hard to get a rise out of the relaxed crowd, to little avail. Next out was Mickie Knuckles. Mickie confidently strolled out in a leather jacket emblazoned with the words "Savage Cunt". You love to see it. For some reason the ref was decked out in a bizarre striped leotard with black trunks over the top. Possibly some sort of tribute to Danny Davis? But most likely not. We digress... In line with the Home Run theme the ring was garnished with all manner of dirty, hellish bats. Barbed wire bats, drawing pin bats, gusset plate bats, broken glass bats, beer can bats, water jug bats..... apple everything! Mickie took a shine to the drawing pin bat and crowned Trainwreck in the top and back of the head, giving him some shiny new headwear. This led to the fight spilling to the outside. Out on the grass among the fans Trainwreck twatted Mickie with a bat taped up with full beer cans, one of which popped all over her head. Mickie took a plump seat on the knee of one of the spectators to gather herself together. York Terry spat another howler when he declared the fan received "the lap dance from hell". Tommy wasn't up for pissing about on fans' knees though and proceeded to headbutt carpet strips into Mickie's forehead. The battle then spilled back toward the grimy ring. Once the fighters got back into the squared circle, Trainwreck had a hillbilly brainwave when he grabbed a tin of liquid lighter fuel and started spraying it onto a very long light tube bundle, which was set up in the corner of the ring. Still thinking he was dead clever, big Tom lit up the tubes, setting them freely ablaze. This became an issue however, as Tommy turned around and instantly ate a running drop kick from Knuckles, smashing his body through the fiery, glassy fuckery. Mickie stayed on her man and quickly followed up with a nice snap DDT. After only securing a 2 count with the DDT, super Mickie grabbed her signature axe and locked up some sort of axe assisted cross-face hold for the submission and the win. Once again this was a super fun match and very entertaining start to finish. Bizarrely, the camera followed Mickie after the match as she sat on the commentators table and was quickly served a can of lager and a massive cake. The crazy bitch just scooped a big chunk off with her hands and then wanted everyone around to lick bits off. Obviously she was still covered in mud, blood and tube dust at this point. Pretty dirty, but very much in line with the vibe of a show like this. Wrestling is very odd. I guess that' why we all love it so much. Thanks for reading my friends. I hope you have enjoyed the brutality so far. Stay tuned for the next round of the 2024 IWA Deep South Carnage Cup....

IWA Deep South Carnage Cup 14. October 19-20th 2024 Warning: This review contains NSFW imagery. Please click away now, unless you are in a comfortable and appropriate setting to proceed... My friends, once again, we join the most vile and putrid of pro wrestling promotions for the 14th annual instalment of the depraved Carnage Cup tournament. We find ourselves amidst the beauty of nature in the undisclosed forest location in McKenzie Tennessee, home of last year's tournament. A rough guess of 50-100 gore hungry fans relaxed casually in camping chairs as the sun blazed down generously in anticipation of the obscenity that lay ahead. York Terry and Larry Legend were back on hand for commentary and ring announcing duties, though as we'll see, they had a rough time with technology on day 1. Everyone in attendance seemed to be enjoying the beautiful weather, with York Terry dubbing the atmosphere "hotter than a hoochie's coochie". With the grotty scene set, lets jump into the action. Wrestling Wizard Jamie Richards took on deathmatch legend Masada (who suffered first and second degree burns to his face in an accident during a fire breathing spot at an XPW show last year). Unfortunately, not much to report from this one. Richards would certainly not be presenting much wrestling wizardry here. There were a couple of quick barbed wire bumps and a chair shot to the head. That was it. Masada grabbed the 3 count in barely 2 minutes. The bemused ref looked almost hesitant to count the 3 so early in the encounter (maybe he wasn't fully clued in on the finish) but no but no doubt, it was over. A real squash in the curtain jerker, in stark contrast to last year's multi man "Saw Forever" match, which saw flaming razor wire spots, and notorious headcase John Rare stabbing himself in the arm with a stanley knife. I guess Masada wanted to go over like an unstoppable beast here and avoid getting cut up before the round 2 matches. Whilst is was lovely to see Masada back, we started a whimper here at the Carnage Cup. Rest assured though, business was about to pick up.... Match 2 - Billed as an "X Marks the Spot" Deathmatch (light tube bundles tied in X like formations, amongst other degrading weaponry and gutter trash). Blaine Evans took on Jay Blade in this one. Blaine walked out to some redneck tune, singing about being a low life. These guys seem genuinely proud of their debauchery, and wear it as a badge of honour. We overhear (presumably) a camera man complaining that his tech is fucked, and the commentary was also not working. It sounded like the team were calling this one over the house mic at the start, but later this cut out and we only heard Terry's commentary through the headsets. There were also issues with the live stream. The live chat was full of patrons sharing their displeasure in the quality of the feed. I myself gave up on the night, and waited for the full edit to be posted. I'm somewhat glad that I did. Rumours had it that the hillbilly wi-fi out there in the McKenzie forest was very poor. The promotion has since stated that next year's event will be shown on tape delay, to mitigate this kind of nonsense. Anyway, back to the match. We saw our first tube shots to the head in the early going, as Blaine Evans caught a nice gusher on the top of his dome. Human bodies were tossed carelessly asunder, into a grid like contraption of carpet strips wrapped in barbed wire, this looked cool as fuck if I'm being honest with you. Jimmy Blade did hit some sort of elbow drop with tubes under his own armpit, presumably to spice up the move. This was remarkably stupid however. Conventional wisdom reveals that resulting shards could have easily sliced up Jay's pits, seriously hurting him. Have these boys learned nothing from Nick Gage's dance with death after piercing 2 armpit arteries back at Tournament Of Death 8 in 2009? Gage legally died for 7 minutes on his way to hospital after that barbaric escapade. Who am I kidding? These guys didn't even learn to read. On his was to the outside, Jay Blade hit a sweet looking suicide dive to Evans, which hit really well with some cool looking impact. We saw a nasty drop toe hold into a barbed wire gate by Blaine, which led to real winces of genuine pain from Blade as his arms dragged down the barbed wire during the spot. This was followed up by some cool but trashy action outside and around the ring area. When our heroic heathens returned to the squared circle, Evans nailed Blade with a death valley driver onto a door which didn't break, leading to Larry Legend fishing for a botchamania spot by shouting "I am the table". Evans was not amused by the rigidity of the door, and got it the second time with a running senton. Bang. The commentary audio was horribly clipping at this point, sounding like an aggressively confusing mess. Sound checks are sorely needed prior to going live on the next show... Evans smashed some bundles over Blade as the claret continued to flow. A shower door was set up over chairs next, with a bag of drawing pins and 2 light tube bundles acting as the proverbial cherries on the cake. This was not the semi-flexible stunt glass which we've seen historically at ToD, oh no. This was a real glass shower door. The combatants fucked about on the ropes and turnbuckles, and eventually Jay Blade landed a super sunset bomb through the glass and pins to pick up the 3. This was much more like it. A splendid deathmatch to whet the appetite of the gore hungry onlookers. Match 3. BDSM I Quit match, Jimmy Controversy vs The Body. The Body walked out wanking off some kind of stick and pretending to excrete hotdogs (or potentially hot dog shaped dildos, it was hard to tell as the camera was wobbly as hell all afternoon). Controversy commenced the clash with the smash of tubes over The Body, as commentator York Terry proclaimed that Controversy was "all over him like baby oil at a Puff Daddy afterparty". Stay classy IWA. Body snatched momentum back when he ploughed Controversy through a door over chairs on the outside with a double underhook pile driver. This however this was not enough to secure the verbal quit from Jimmy C. Dildos taped to gusset plates were introduced to human flesh as Controversy was choked with a woman's goth belt. The Body kissed the blood off Jimmy's forehead, much to the dismay of the yokels in attendance. The perverted moral decay then sank to new depths, as The Body seemed to bite Jimmy's winky and dry hump / pelvic thrust a pineapple into Controversy's cinnamon ring. A top rope somersault senton onto a plastic fork board was reversed with Body getting the worst of it. Even after being rubbed up with small cacti though, and having a suspicious hot dog rammed into his kisser, The Body declined to quit the match over the house PA. # A death valley driver through a glass shower door in the corner sent shards soaring through the forest of Tennessee. Body then proceeded to light up some flares which were attached to a medium length stick. Controversy quickly got to fuck with the malnourished looking body chasing him back to the commentary position, brandishing the fire spewing weaponry. Jimmy wanted no part of that shite and promptly quit at the commentary position. Your winner advancing to the next round -The Body. The depraved undertones ran deep in this one. Match 4. vs Bobby V took on Toshiyuki Sakuda in a Boards of death match. Sakuda came out wearing a mask (which he removed during the ring walk) and a really cool purple BJW shirt. This guy has wrestled legends like Taiji Ishimori and Cima in Pro Wrestling Noah, yet still loves to turn out for garbage like this, where he can really let his immoral deviance float to the surface. Just to note Bobby V here is not the same Bobby V that sang sweet doo wop melodies in the late 50s. This Bobby should certainly not be trusted to take good care of anyone's baby. The boards of death here were comprised of barbed wire, sharpened pencils, carpet strips, drinks cans, light tubes, drawing pins and other sinister fuckery. We were in for a mad one here my friends. That sick feeling of violent anticipation was abundant in the late summer air. The barbed wire board was the first to see action, and the fighters quickly retreated to the outside. Sakuda pounded a gusset plate into V's head, causing an instant and deep flow of blood from his head. You just got the sense that Bobby was legitimately cheesed off at the spot. Presently, he swiped the gusset plate and returned the blood soaked favour. The boys fought through the loosely assembled crowd, picking up fan made weapons such as a bit of wood with kitchen knives stabbed through, and tennis / table tennis bats adorned with smashed glass and other sharp metal nastiness. After some slamming and jamming, the two nutters returned to ringside, where Bobby was scoop slammed through a light tube board set up over chairs on the outside. Just a 2 count. This could have been a finishing spot, but these two absurd bastards were just getting started. The board of sharpened pencils was pulled into use and Bobby got dropped face first onto the fucker. Ouch, man. A carpet strip board was placed over Bobby's back, and he got pounded by a chairshot into some sort of despicable southern sandwich. The two wearily crawled back into the ring and Sakuda started setting up again what looked to be a finish worthy spot as he squashed V with a Sabu style flying chair assisted leg drop onto loads of light tubes which were piled on top of him in the corner. Once again, 2 count and the lads were not done. Bobby jumped the fuck up and proceeded to staple Sakuda's mouth shut with 3-4 staples, leading to Sakuda bloodily trying to spit the bastards out. Our man recovered though, and managed to suplex Bobby onto a board of sharp twattery, before piercing both cheeks with humongous drawing pins as the fans enthusiastically cheered "IWA, IWA".... man, this shit was graphic, especially for a first round match up. At this point I noticed that there were kids sat in the crowd. Even as a seasoned gore hound myself that takes my kids to "normal" shows, I would not bring them anywhere near a fuck festival this. I don't even have it on TV when they are in the house. Did the parents know the intent of the show? Did they simply deem it appropriate? We'll never know. Bobby V showed amazing pain tolerance as he continued the match for several more minutes wearing his new piercings, with more big spots ahead, the pins remaining locked into his face. The two kept going with crazy springboard somersault sentons onto drinks can boards, and then a bat shit top rope sliced bread onto a can board set up over the top of 2 chairs. Not on the seat part, but over the rim of the back rest. Mad lads. The finish mercifully came when Sakuda hit a somersault splash whilst holding a chair to his own back, crashing down onto a fork board placed precariously over Bobby's fucking crotch. Your winner, and advancing to the next round - Toshiyuki Sakuda. Wild match this one. Total carnage mayhem trash. As advertised. Horror slash gore was afoot in the woods of McKenzie. Thanks for reading my friends. I hope you have enjoyed the brutality so far. Stay tuned for the next round of the 2024 IWA Deep South Carnage Cup....

Thanks Devon, its the IWA Deep South Carnage Cup this weekend so I'll probably review a bit of that first and drop back onto ToD if I get time. Carnage Cup is a 2 day weekender so there's quite a bit to look forward to. Rather sadly I've taken the day off work tomorrow so that I can watch it in my living room without traumatising the kids. 🤣

I used to love that stuff many years ago. Its still a classic sauce. These days I'm generally all over Tropical Sun Carolina Reaper sauce for general use, and Dr. Burnum's Psycho Juice for real adventurous experiences.

Sick Nick Mondo and Abby The Butcher tussling over an action figure. Pretty cool

Bagwell still looking fresh.

Still going. Moved to a USA only app for a while but looks like its been booted from CW in favour of NXT. NWA is moving to Twitter / X

Looks like NWA is moving to Twitter / X for its shows. There's an hour long video from the NWA 76th anniversary show up on there now.

CZW Tournament of Death 21 is now up on IWTV for those that have subscriptions. Pretty entertaining show, but at 2 hours it almost felt a little short (there are no non-tournament matches on the video but I'd be very surprised if there weren't some "dark" matches at the live show). The turnout looked fair for a show of this type, I saw somewhere on the socials that 500 turned out for it. Worth watching for Mickie Knuckles vs JJ Allin alone, though. That was a fun deathmatch. I won't share any results or write ups as its still pretty fresh and maybe a couple of you might want to go and see the show first.

Welcome to the new Deathmatch Interest threadAfter not having watched any wrestling (aside from the live shows I attend) in a couple of months; I decided to pick up IWA Deep South's most recent offering to get me back into the mood for the summer's deathmatch tournaments. A Tournament of Death review could follow when my DVDs arrive, if there is still any interest in discussing this dirty little sub genre.I'd like to keep the intentions and tone of this thread similar to the last one we had last year. Intelligent discussion, and the sharing of thoughts and reviews. Mud slinging and name calling is unnecessary. We all know this stuff is horrible, shit and that we are cunts for liking it, so please do not read on if you are likely to be upset offended by deathmatches. We're not trying to justify it, glorify it or convert anyone here.Here we go then...IWA Deep South Cage of Carnage 2013Ah yes, this looks like wholesome children's entertainment...On the 16th March 2013, IWA Deep South presented its Cage of Carnage show. I haven't really been keeping up with the promotion's happenings since last year's Carnage Cup event, so can't provide you with much of a back story. With that in mind, lets just crack straight on with the action from Sylacauga Alabama.Jake Manning vs Joe HoganManning came out doing his ever so slightly creepy