Christine Donahue: I’ve never been an in-ring competitor, but I cannot even fathom how these two are still fighting at this point.
The referee begins to count, but Bruce is already trying to get back to his feet as Morgan yells at him to stay down. She doesn’t wait as she moves over and grabs him and slams him face-first into wooden pallets which starts another flow of blood from that already damaged cut above his eye.
Biff Franklin: I don’t know how many this makes it for Morgan, but she’s definitely catching her second or third wind here.
Morgan is still struggling to breathe through her mouth as she grabs him and pulls him away from the pallets and towards an equipment truck. She runs him headfirst into the side of it, leaving a splatter of blood against the wall, and then as Bruce lays on the ground, she reaches up and opens the back of the truck.
Christine Donahue: I have no idea what’s going through the mind of Morgan Payne right now.
Walking back towards Bruce, Morgan reaches down and pulls him up and over her shoulder in a fireman’s carry. She staggers under his weight as she moves towards the back and with a giant heave tosses him into the back of the truck.
Biff Franklin: I have no idea what she has in mind here.
Then, she closes the door and latches it tight.
Biff Franklin: I definitely don’t understand this strategy.
She finds the padlock and she locks the latch!
Christine Donahue: What did she just do?
Morgan walks over and grabs the referee and demands that he count.
Christine Donahue: Can he do that? Can he count him out inside the truck?
The referee is shaking his head and pointing to his eyes.
Biff Franklin: This plan.. I see what she was going for but the referee is telling her that he can’t count him out if he can’t see Bruce.
Morgan is pleading with him at this point to count him out.
Christine Donahue: What do we do now? If she doesn’t let him out, how will we end this match?
The referees are conferring over this situation now, then suddenly one of the two referees sprint out of there as the other is looking at the lock on the truck.
Biff Franklin: I have no idea what’s going on at this point. Morgan is getting a breather.
Christine Donahue: Wouldn’t Bruce be getting one as well inside the truck?
Biff Franklin: That’s true.
The first referee returns with some bolt cutters, but as soon as Morgan sees what they have, she rushes over and snatches them out of the referee’s hand, saying they aren’t opening the truck.
Christine Donahue: Morgan Payne wants Bruce counted out of this match.
Biff Franklin: She may not be wrong. We could be here all night.
The referee reaches for the bolt cutters and he and Morgan begin to tug of war with them when suddenly a loud bang startles them both. A look at the side of the truck now sees a giant dent in one of the metal panels in the side of the truck. Another bang and the dent grows bigger.
Christine Donahue: Bruce McLeod is gonna find a way out of that truck one way or another.
The referee manages to get the bolt cutters away from Morgan and she just falls to the pavement. Together the two are able to cut open the lock and open the door. The camera is there but as we see inside the truck, Bruce is nowhere to be found.
Biff Franklin: Are you kidding me right now? Where the fuck is Bruce?
Morgan gets to her feet and as she moves to look into the truck, from behind Bruce charges and nails her, pushing her right into the truck.
Christine Donahue: There’s a door in the back of the truck that leads to the cab. Bruce came out through the cab of the truck!
Morgan leans against the truck and snatches the bolt cutters from the referee. She takes a swing at him with the heavy bolt cutters, and he ducks as they go flying and hit the side of the truck. Bruce grabs Morgan and drives her face-first into the steel of the semi once again, as blood begins to pour down her face once again as she falls to the pavement.
Christine Donahue: Bruce is all over Morgan now as he rolls her over, but she flips him off of her and lays in some hard punches to his forehead. This match has been brutal for both of them.
Exhausted, Morgan rolls off of Bruce and they both lie on the pavement. The referees move closer to check on them and as they begin to count, both competitors sit up.
Biff Franklin: How in the hell are these two still going? I mean, take an eight-count to rest.
They each struggle to get to their feet, but in their exhaustion all they can do is lock up and struggle.
Christine Donahue: I feel these referees are close to just calling this one over. These two competitors have given their all, but it just looks like they have nothing left to give.
As the referees seem to be discussing what to do with this match at this point, Morgan manages a wild, tired swing which Bruce manages to duck. Morgan’s momentum spins her around and Bruce manages to grab her around the neck and pull her down to the pavement.
Biff Franklin: Bruce McLeod making one last-ditch effort here to win this thing! What’s he trying for, it almost looks like a camel clutch.
It is a modified camel clutch, but he has his hands over Morgan’s mouth. Her eyes go wide as her mouth is covered and she tries to grab at his hands and pry them off her mouth.
Christine Donahue: Is this a legal move?
Biff Franklin: Even if this were an ordinary match, unless his hands are covering both her nose and her mouth, it’s a legal hold. But, her nose is swollen so she cannot breathe through her nose!
The referee is right there, watching as Morgan desperately tries to get those hands away from her mouth. With each passing moment, her struggle becomes weaker and weaker.
Christine Donahue: I don’t like this one bit.
Biff Franklin: These two are tired. Bruce knows it and Morgan knows it. Don’t have to like it, but it’s a solid tactic.
The camera focuses on Morgan’s face as her eyes roll back a little as her hands slowly fall from Bruce’s hand. The referee is pulling Bruce off of Morgan now.
Christine Donahue: Always safety first.
The referee checks on Morgan and then starts to administer the ten-count.
One.
Two.
Three.
Bruce sits up and scoots away from the referee and his opponent.
Four.
Morgan’s eyes slowly blink open.
Five.
Bruce is using the side of the truck to get to his feet.
Six.
Seven.
Eight.
Morgan rolls over onto her stomach.
Nine.
She