As Fiona swung Elina around Elina countered the Irish Whip, grabbing hold of Fiona’s wrist with both hands just before being released. Elina tugged and sent Fiona running past her toward the west side ropes.

“And a quick reversal by Elina on the Irish Whip…” 

After the counter Elina made a fast break for the south side of the ring, she and Fiona bouncing off the west and south ropes in almost perfect synchronization.

“Oh, a crisscross incoming…” Brent’s voice spiked with excitement as both women met in the center of the ring. Elina jumped, reaching her arms out and grabbing ahold of Fiona’s head as she flew by. Fiona was wrenched off her feet, spun around in the air, and driven hard to the mat by Elina in a perfect [u][url= https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=KaKx_I5V718]running facebuster[/url][/u].

“A facebuster off the ropes!” Dan Rich jumped up out of seat followed by Brent and Rhonda.

“Oh, look, Elina’s not done!” Brent pointed as Elina pulled a dazed Fiona up by her elbows. [u][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHMguoSnKsA]Elina reached up and grabbed Fiona’s hair in two handfuls and dropped to the mat, curling her legs beneath her and snapping her knees upward. Fiona’s face was pounded against Elina’s kneecaps, the impact of the blow sent Fiona sprawling back onto the canvas - arms and legs spread out around her.[/url][/u]

“Double knee facebreaker!”

The crowd amped itself up as Elina sat upright and walked on her knees over to Fiona, reaching down and pinning Fiona’s shoulders with both hands. The referee dropped for the count, the thousands of fans sounding off with the strikes of his palm.

[i]”Cover!”[/i]

[u][url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TAsaekrI9f4]”One!… Two!… Three!…”[/url][/u]

“That’s it!” Dan Rich yelled, his hat falling to the table as the Moody Center was rocked by an eruption of cheers, whistles, and applause. Dan and his two colleagues sat back down, a wry half-smile on Dan’s face as he put his hat back on. “Elina Zamora, The Sonoran Rose, on her NMW debut [i]and[/i] first opener for the brand wins by pinfall against Fiona Chevalier! What a match!” 

“Hey, Rhonda, better go fetch those beers on the break!” Brent shouted smugly past Dan’s shoulders. 

“Oh, can it, Brent,” Rhonda waved her hand, “Fiona may have lost but she held her own against a former luchadora champion and she deserves some respect for that!”

“Well, she’s not getting any from Elina, I can tell you that.” Dan nodded to the ring as a smirking Elina reached her right hand down and tauntingly shoved Fiona’s head over to one side. The referee took Elina firmly by one arm and helped her stand, walking her to the center of the ring as she was declared the winner of the first match of the night.