Gallery 782
James Gibson vs Austin Aries
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James Gibson,
also known as Jamie Noble, strides into the arena with an intense look
on his face as his music begins to play.
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Gibson shakes hands with his
many fans, while his theme song -- "A Country Boy Can Survive" -- jams
in the background.
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The redneck fans love James
Gibson, as much as they love Hank Williams Junior's haunting tune:
The preacher man says it’s the end
of time
And the Mississippi River she’s a goin’ dry
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Damn, this James Gibson is one cute looking
red-neck!
The interest is up and the Stock Markets down
And you only get mugged
If you go down town
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A fan gives
Gibson the Confederate flag, which he proudly drapes over his shoulders
like a trailer park super-hero as he stands on the ropes. The fans
find it easy to worship this little stud.
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Next the Ring of Honor Champion,
Austin Aries enters the ring, his belt draped over his bare chest. His
theme song is the dark, grinding Depeche Mode classic: "Personal
Jesus"
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The intense stud flexes and proudly displays his belt, but the
fans would like to see him lose to their hero, James Gibson.
Reach out and
touch faith
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal jesus...
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James watches
the Champ flexing and posing, as his manager folds up the Redneck Flag
for safe keeping.
I got a shotgun
rifle and a 4-wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
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Wow, I think his perfectly
proportioned little body, more than his Hill-billy schtick, causes the
fans to honor and glorify James Gibson.
I can plow a field
all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain’t too many things these ole boys can’t do
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All wrestlers in Ring of Honor
must shake hands before and after the match. These little studs engage
in an intense stare-down, looking deep into each other's souls just inches
apart. Whew!
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The match begins at last and
Gibson takes control, working over Austin's arm with a nice twisting Arm
Bar.
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A fan of James Gibson recently
sent me a $20 donation and asked for more images of Gibson. Dude,
you keep those nice donations coming, and you can have all the James Gibson
galleries you want!
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Aries breaks the hold by clamping
his strong thighs around his opponent's head. This is an unusual
way to escape an Arm Bar!
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Now Aries walks on his hands,
with Gibson's face still pinched between his thighs. This is a pretty
humiliating position for the little redneck hero!
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Gibson stretches out his neck as the two grapplers prepare to tie
up again.
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Wow, great physique on Gibson
as they engage in a chest-to-chest Test of Strength.
We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade
wine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
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Aries needs to take a break to slow down the match. He scoots
out of the ring to the boos and taunting of the crowd.
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CRACK!! The fans go wild
when their little hero flies between the ropes to Drop Kick Austin Aries square
in the face.
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Some eager fan offers Gibson
a drink of his pop, but Gibson declines because it may have Roofies in
it.
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Back
inside the ring, Gibson slaps on a hot Surfboard, his knee planted in poor
Austin's spine.
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The little redneck is getting
vicious now! He scoops up his opponent and cracks him down across
his thigh. Gibson tries for a cover, but Aries kicks out.
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Gibson has
decided to focus on the lower back, repeatedly punching and kicking his
kneeling opponent.
Because you can’t starve us out!
And you can't makes us run!
Cause one-of-‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun!
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Suddenly, Gibson charges his
opponent, but Aries yanks down the ropes, causing the stud to fly out of
the ring. Oh no, Gibson landed hard on the floor, I think he's hurt!
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For all you wrestling fans
who enjoy watching the cute little hottie suffer, this is the moment you've
been waiting for! Poor Gibson is in agony now!
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Now Aries slides out of the
ring, so he can inflict some punishment before Gibson recovers from his
painful crash landing.
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Wow, this muscle-man is intense.
You can tell he just loves to punish other men.
Your own personal Jesus!
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
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Hooking one hand between his
legs, Aries lifts Gibson and throws him over the fence at ringside. Some
lucky fan just had a little wrestler land in his lap!
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CRACK!! Aries snaps the
stud's arm down across the metal fence, trying to damage the man's shoulder!
Feeling unknown,
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone.
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The hottie in the yellow speedo
is hurt now. He curls up in the fetal position trying to protect
his injured arm. How can he wrestle with only one good arm??
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But Aries has no mercy on the
hot red-neck. He drags Gibson back to his feet by the ears.
Take second best, Put me to the test!
Things on your chest, You need to confess!
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Poor Gibson needs to take a
break, but the stronger man is just dominating him, giving him no rest.
And we can skin a buck; we can run
a crop line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive!
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Back inside the ring, Gibson
lays suffering at the stronger stud's feet. Neither of these studs
are very large for pro wrestlers: Aries is 5'9", 200 pounds and Gibson
is only 5'8", 170 pounds.
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Aries patiently waits for his
victim to get up, like a wildcat stalking its prey. Poor James Gibson,
meanwhile, is in the worst agony of his life.
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Aries easily drags his boy-toy
to his feet, then punches him in the face a few times. Poor Gibson
needs to adjust his tight yellow trunks, but he can't escape this relentless
beating.
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CRACK!! Gibson takes
a hay-maker to the chin and drops like a ton of bricks. Why is Aries
being so brutal today?
I will deliver, You know Im a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus...
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With
only one good arm, and unable to catch his breath, Gibson is defenseless
against the cruel Austin Aries. Aries stands over him like a bully
working over some wimp on the play-ground.
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Gibson is nearly out cold.
He is clearly no match for the much stronger Austin Aries!
I'd love to spit some beechnut in
that dude's eyes
And shoot him with my old 45
Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive! |
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This is getting outrageous!
Aries is just dragging his limp opponent around and punching him
at will. The ref should stop the match!
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When Gibson collapses near
the ropes, Aries wraps his arm over the ropes, leaps up, and drives his
boot down into that damaged arm. OUCH!!
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Coated in sweat, Gibson gasps
in pain, rubbing his arm muscles to lessen the agony.
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Wow, nice hard body on Austin
Aries. He stands over his suffering victim and strikes a dominant pose
for the fans.
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This hunk can't take much more!
Only the ropes are supporting his exhausted, injured body at this
point.
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Again Gibson is dragged to
his feet against his will. How much punishment can this little stud
take?
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Gibson howls in pain as Aries
again twists his left arm in circles, then applies an Arm Bar. You
gotta love how Aries focuses his attack on one body part, just like an old-school
wrassler!
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Gibson makes it to the ropes
so Aries must release the hold. Clearly this stud is at the limits
of his suffering.
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He has a few seconds to nurse his damaged arm. He realizes
it's probably broken so he holds it tight against his inner thigh for protection.
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The champ forces Gibson to
kneel with a punishing Hammer Lock. The ref asks the little Red-neck
if he's ready to surrender, just like the South had to surrender in the
Civil War.
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"Hey Jamie, let me see that
left arm again. I want to see if I can snap it off!"
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Aries slaps on a cruel Armlock,
scissoring his legs around Gibson's shoulder and bending back the arm.
Gibson rolls around on the mat, kicking his legs and showing off his
uncanny ability to position his body perfectly in front of the camera.
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Like a pitbull, Aries continues
to punish the arm, now stretching it back in an Armbar. How much
louder can James Gibson scream?
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At last, Gibson is able to
fight back!! He scoops Aries up with his good arm, and slams the
champ down on his lower back.
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That hurt Austin's aching
back. He squirms out of the ring, and the fans can plainly see he wears
a thong under his tight black shorts.
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Now it's Jamie's turn to inflict
some punishment outside the ring. He follows Aries to the floor.
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Locking the opponent's head
between his legs, Gibson tries for his deadly Tiger Driver move. Aries
squirms out of the hold to avoid being driven into the hard floor.
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CRUNCH!!
Gibson scoops him up and drops him, crotch first on the ringside barrier.
Aries' balls are busted now!
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Gibson grips his own nuts
in sympathy for what poor Austin Aries must be feeling right now. Many
of the dudes at ringside are doing the same thing.
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SMACK!!
The fans run for cover as Gibson delivers a stiff clothesline to knock
Aries off the barrier and into the first row.
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You can see the sweat running
down the cute man's body as the ref orders him to get back in the ring.
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Before Aries can get to his
feet, Gibson climbs to the top corner post, dives off like a soaring eagle,
and crashes down on Aries in the first row. The fans go wild.
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After that suicide dive from
about 20 feet in the air, both wrestlers are exhausted and broken on the
floor. The fans stand over them, watching them gasp for air
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This James Gibson has sacrificed
everything in this match. He put his little body on display in those
yellow trunks, risking injury and pushing himself to exhaustion for the
fans' enjoyment. No wonder they love him.
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Pulling himself to his feet,
Gibson drags Aries back to the ring apron. He tries to suplex Aries
over the ropes, but the Champ blocks it.
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Suddenly, Aries grabs his
opponent's left arm and snaps it down across the top rope! Once
again, Gibson is in agony.
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Showing off his hard ass in
those tight black trunks, Aries knows he has the smaller man beat.
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Aries dives on poor Gibson
and hooks the leg for a pin. The fans get a good look at the John
Deere logo on his trunks just before he kicks out.
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Gibson rolls around massaging
his arm, suffering right in front of the camera. Meanwhile, the
relentless hard-body crawls over to work on him some more.
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Another big Body Slam leaves James Gibson flat on his back, helpless
at the other man's feet.
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Sticking his hand down inside the front of Gibson's speedo, Aries
flips him over for a deadly Suplex. He holds the victim upside down
for several seconds, gripping him by the balls.
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The
ref checks on Gibson and his numerous injuries, while Aries patiently waits
in the far corner. He knows he can easily defeat Gibson at any time
now.
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He walks over to dish out
more abuse.
"What? You want some more bitch?? You ready to submit to me yet?"
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Aries traps the dazed opponent
in the corner, using his face as a punching-bag. He bitch-slaps Gibson
from side to side. Gibson should not have climbed in the ring with
this vicious animal!
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Gibson slides down in the corner like melting ice. The ref
is now worried about his injured arm and his dazed expression.
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He can't even drag himself
to his feet, as Aries celebrates across the ring. Why is this humiliating
beating allowed to continue?
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Only the ropes are supporting
this poor, exhausted warrior. Meanwhile, cocky Austin Aries prepares
to run over and kick him again.
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They clothes-line each other,
and both wrestlers collapse onto the mat. They lay inches apart, gasping
for air.
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Which hunk will be able to peel himself off the mat first? The
fans scream at Gibson to get up and fight, as the camera zooms in on his
prize-winning ass.
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Finally the hunk the the yellow
speedo awakens, shaking his head from side to side. The fans scream
with pleasure, hoping he can win the Championship Belt so they'll get to
see him wrestle more often.
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Gibson places his opponent on the top turn-buckle, then embraces
him for the Front Guillotine Choke, a form of sleeper hold. But Aries
dives forward off the ropes...
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OOOFFFF!! Aries lands on the smaller wrestler, driving
the air out of his body. He covers Gibson for the pin.
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Putting Gibson in a degrading
position, Aries easily pins him as the ref counts to three. Gibson
was completely humiliated in every possible way in this match!
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The ref lays the belt on the Champ's shoulder, but both wrestlers
are so exhausted, they can't even get up off the mat. They lay side
by side for several minutes.
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At last, Aries gets up to celebrate. The ref raises his
strong arm in victory, as Aries shows off his muscles and his title belt.
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Clearly both these grapplers have put their bodies on the line
for the fans. Aries lays against the corner pad, trying to recover
from the battle.
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Is this really necessary? Aries stands over his fallen opponent
in victory, as the ref and the trainer watch him in fear and disgust.
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Aries meets the Ring of Honor requirement of shaking hands with
his opponent after the match, even though Gibson is still out cold.
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Aries strides back to the locker room, as Gibson is still on his
back in the center of the ring. Since Aries won, his song -- Personal
Jesus -- begins to play.
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Your own personal Jesus...
Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
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Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus
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Meanwhile the ref and the trainer are still trying to revive poor
Gibson. The camera zooms in for a closer look at the defeated man.
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Once again, Gibson shows the fans his skill at positioning himself
on the ring, in perfect view of the camera. Nice speedo, dude!
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Finally the manager lifts Gibson to a seated position. He
massages the beaten man's shoulders to make him feel better.
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He embraces Gibson lovingly against his chest, like a dad hugging
a kid who just lost the big game. Who is this manager, and how did he
win the lottery here??
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I decided to show a few more photos of James Gibson for the dude
who sent me that donation. The rest of you can leave now...
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As Gibson gets to his feet, the manager runs his hands all over
the bare chest, the handsome face, the sweaty shoulders, even in his hair.
Hey Gibson, I'll be your manager and you don't even have to pay me!
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Gibson can barely get to his feet with the manager's hands all
over his chest and neck. This manager must be an expert in massage therapy.
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So thanks for that donation man. Check out the sweat pouring
down Gibson's hard body, soaking his trunks. You want to see some more like
this?
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The manager can't keep his hands off Gibson for 2 seconds, and
I don't blame him. I can understand why you're a Gibson fan dude.
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Even though he didn't win the match, James Gibson is still a champ.
His manager raises his arm in victory, and the fans give him the worship
he deserves.
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All eyes are on Gibson as the fans thank him respectfully for
giving them a hot match.
We’re from North California and south Alabam
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck; we can run a crop line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive!
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