AQUA OLYMPICS
                        Event 11: The Gauntlet

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Author's Note: One more time, Brian here. It's down the final event. 
We hope that you've enjoyed all the others to this point. I'll say 
again that it was a very creative experience just fashioning some of 
these tests. But overall, they're exhibiting a wide range of skills, 
ones that could match abilities on dry land. I hope along the way, 
also, that we did your favorites justice and proved the right person 
to win these things. Everyone's entitled to their opinion, I guess. 
Well, one more time, that's it from me. Stay Way Past Cool!

Trevor: "Well everyone, we're finally at the 11th and final event of 
these Olympics. Everyone's fought hard so far, but they're going have 
to give it everything, as this is the Gauntlet. Robert, the rules?"

Robert: "Each competitor will have to face 3 randomly chosen fighters 
in consective battles. Whoever makes it through the fastest, or lasts 
the longest if no one does, will win the gold."

Brian: "And here, you can see it's not about who can shoot a speargun, 
or who can run through a maze of obstacles. This event is an all-out 
brawl in its simplest form."

Trevor: "This is a test of the sum of a combatant's abilities as they 
use them in normal competition. And now, we're starting with Monty, as 
he enters into the water. Oh yes, full gear for all in this, just so 
you folks know."

Robert: "And one other rule while we're waiting for the first fighter 
to show you need to know about. These fighters are not just other 
Olympians. We've got more than a couple surprises in store, but no one 
knows who they're facing."

Brian: "Monty's just waiting there watching the porthole on the other 
side of the tank to see who's coming out... And it's Plucky! So the 
first bout is all set to go. They're ready, and look at them dash for 
each other!"

Trevor: "They've been waiting for these whole games to completely get 
their hands on each other, and look at Monty try to charge with his 
antlers set forward right off the bat! However, Plucky easily dodges, 
he's setting up behind him."

Robert: "Monty whirls around, trying to get Plucky in front of him, 
but Plucky keeps circling, waiting for that exact moment to strike. 
And there he goes, catching Monty with a knee to the head that nearly 
popped out his regulator!"

Brian: "Monty's shaking his head a bit on that one. Plucky continues 
to circle, looking for another strike. Monty continues to keep a bead 
on him, and he thrusts himself at Plucky sideways. Score! He jabs 
Plucky with his antler!"

Trevor: "Monty follows that up with a pair of straight punches to 
Plucky's stomach, doubling the Tiny Toon over, giving Monty a chance 
to nail him with a major uppercut right to the mask, and Plucky is 
sent to the floor! Wait, that hit actually cracked Plucky's mask!"

Robert: "But Plucky lands a double-foot kick to the stomach and Monty 
moves in. I guess as a duck, having a cracked mask isn't the biggest 
of problems, but he is definitely at a disadvantage now."

Brian: "Part of it is that his view's a little impaired. One of the 
cracks runs right over his right eye. Plucky goes in for another 
charge but Monty ducks his swing. This could get Plucky off center."

Trevor: "In my view, Plucky's always been a little off-center. But in 
all seriousness, folks, Monty's now got him in a nasty grab, and seems 
to be raising him in the air for something... damn! He just slammed 
the duck's throat right unto his antlers! I expect this fight is over."

Robert: "And yes it is. Plucky is down and out, but Monty might have 
cost himself with that move as one of Plucky's feet knocked his own 
mask crooked. Uh oh, here comes his next opponent: Tummi."

Brian: "And Monty's not too far away from the porthole, only half the 
run of the tank. Monty takes one moment to adjust his goggles and 
WHOA... just barely gets up a block at Tummi's first charge."

Trevor: "Tummi's going full force here. He knows he's the stronger one 
and is trying to end this thing ASAP. Monty tries to get in a little 
offense of his own with a double punch to Tummi's gut, but the gummi 
saw it coming, and has grabbed a hold of Monty's arms!"

Robert: "This isn't good. Tummi's got Monty in a double armbar, and 
somehow managed to switch his weight belt on. I think I can see what's 
coming here....."

Brian: "They're zooming for the bottom, and look at Tummi, he's 
adjusting his weight, he's now on top of Monty, and OO! Crushes him on 
the sea floor. Too bad the water displaces sound, I wonder if he broke 
Monty's arms with that move."

Trevor: "Well, Monty's in great pain, obviously, but he's not quite 
finished yet. Tummi has quickly recovered, and has sat on Monty's 
face... and he nails the fart right off the bat! That's all for Monty, 
I think."

Robert: "From the satisfied look on Tummi's face, I'd guess so. So 
Monty got by one fighter in a time of...umm, what's our time here 
Brian?"

Brian: "Well, Monty holds out for a time of 3:15, defeating one 
challenger. We'll see how everyone else does, but you'd imagine that's 
not going to hold up."

Trevor: "Most likely not... and looks who's coming next! Cubbi's 
swimming into the tank. This should be interesting. And Alvin's coming 
out to meet him."

Robert: "Cubbi's hanging back, waiting for Alvin to make a move, and 
it looks like he won't be disappointed as Alvin's moving in fast!"

Brian: "Cubbi's making a quick move for his weight belt to dodge 
Alvin. He turns it on for the drop, but he's not going down right 
away. And Alvin takes advantage of the momentary delay with a punt 
kick to Cubbi's face."

Trevor: "Alvin also grabs the dazed cub before he starts down very 
fast, and he reaches and turns off Cubbi's tanks! By the time they've 
gotten down there, Alvin's almost drowned Cubbi... and there's his 
final gurgles I believe."

Robert: "That was quick. Only 30 seconds by my count, a far weaker 
showing than I thought I'd see. Well, we shouldn't see a weak showing 
from our next competitor as Louie dives in."

Brian: "As he gets in, he looks charged for this. And here comes his 
first faceoff with-- what the!? It's Huey!"

Trevor: "You can tell neither of them were expecting this, but both 
also seem surprisingly dtermined to go through with it, and they 
charge at each other."

Robert: "I know we've always said Louie was the brother best suited 
for this, but they seem evenly matched here, matching each other blow 
for blow."

Brian: "And if not for the different color suits, you'd have no idea 
who was who. Huey in the red and Louie in the green are just reading 
each other like a book, and finally they back off from the stalemate 
for a moment."

Trevor: "They decide to try to move around, almost daring each other 
to make the first move. And it looks like Huey's making it, trying to 
come above Louie, but Louie meets him. Man, what'll happen first? 
Someone wins, or their tanks run out?"

Robert: "Huey can play with that. Remember Trevor, Louie has to go 
through two other fighters, so he can't afford to wait. And no sooner 
do I say that then Louie charges in, trying to grab hold of Huey."

Brian: "Huey tries to block it, but Louie sneaks the inside and gets 
the grab. And he starts letting his brother have it with a barrage of 
kicks. He's putting his experience in these games to good use."

Trevor: "Huey just stopped one of them cold, though, and used a leg 
toss to get his brother off of him. However, he's still rather dazed, 
and is trying to recover. Let's see what Louie will do now."

Robert: "Louie's trying to get back on his brother before he can 
recover, but Huey just nailed a sharp kick to the beak! No wait... 
Louie caught it just before it connected. Ouch...a low blow! How could 
Louie do that to his own brother?"

Brian: "How couldn't he, he's just trying to survive in there. And now 
he's taking a hold of Huey's head while he turns his belt up fast and 
*BOOM* sits out with an X-Factor!"

Trevor: "Right on the rocks too... a great move, and the winning one 
too, as Huey no longer appears to be moving. Now, we've got Theodore 
coming as Louie's next enemy."

Robert: "Louie's moving very slowly here, and Theo's on him almost 
before he realizes it. He's got Louie by the throat and is just 
choking him down. I don't think Louie's got the strength to get out of 
this."

Brian: "And he doesn't, Huey just took too much out of him as the 
struggling stops and the bubbles come up. Louie is out in a time of 
5:10, but he only lasted 20 seconds against Theo."

Trevor: "Theo's finally starting to get some killer instinct in there. 
Anyway, we've got Alvin coming up."

Robert: "Alvin's looking confident, as always. He jumps into the pool 
with ease and turns to face his first opponent..... Franklin? But yes, 
it's the turtle and Alvin prepares himself to attack."

Brian: "Alvin makes the faster approach of the two, Franklin just 
seems to be reading him as he gets near. They're face to face, and 
Franklin quickly turns his shell to Alvin and withdraws as Alvin 
throws the first punch."

Trevor: "Bad timing for Alvin as the punch slams straight into 
Franklin's shell and he actually takes the damage! Noticing this, 
Franklin's turning around and is going to try to mount and offensive."

Robert: "But Alvin was playing more hurt than he was, catching 
Franklin right in the mouth with his other fist. Alvin tries to move 
in again, but Franklin just grabbed a hold of his injured fist and 
wrenched it."

Brian: "Alvin's almost allowed himself to scream in pain, and you can 
see him clenching his aqualung. He quickly turns with the wrench now 
and tries to reverse the grip."

Trevor: "But the young turtle is resisting the reversal, and now turns 
Alvin around, and punches him in the head. Ahh... looks like he's 
trying to set his finisher up."

Robert: "Yup, he calls this move the Wet Nap, but I think it's way too 
early to be going for this, and right I am as Alvin turns on his 
weight belt and drops to the floor, holding Franklin on his shoulder. 
What's he up to though?"

Brian: "Franklin's trying to shake out of it, but Alvin's holding on 
with a tight grip. Wait, Franklin's dropped in front-- and gets 
planted in a sit-out piledriver!"

Trevor: "And the turtle's badly dazed but not quite dead yet, so 
Alvin's backing off a little... and he's blowing his explosive 
bubbles... and they go off! I don't think Franklin will quite be the 
same for a while, guys."

Robert: "I'm sure he won't, Trevor. But if nothing else, he learned 
something here: no matter how good your finisher, if you don't set it 
up properly, it's worthless."

Brian: "Well, let's see if Alvin keeps himself in check as well after 
that one, because here comes Tummi. And Tummi's making the drop to get 
to Alvin's level right from the gate."

Trevor: "Alvin's trying to close the distance some as Tummi makes the 
drop, hoping to surprise him. No such luck though, as the gummi sees 
him about 10 feet off and is now making some aggressive charges of his 
own, and Alvin won't win these."

Robert: "No he won't, but it's a feint! Alvin dodges to the side, 
avoiding Tummi and launches a kick at his side, just barely missing 
the charging bear. That might have been his one shot guys."

Brian: "And Tummi's quick not to miss on his. He turns back and shoots 
a side kick right in Alvin's mush. Alvin goes down to the floor of the 
tank."

Trevor: "And he's wasting no time here either as he positions himself 
over Alvin's body... that would make him 10 feet above him. He's 
turned his belt on! Holy Shiiit...!"

Robert: "Ouch....there's no way Alvin's getting up from that vertical 
splash. His whole chest looks to be caved in as Tummi gets off. You 
have the time on this one, Brian?"

Brian: "Well, his total time was 4:10, and his time in defeating 
Franklin came at 3:25, so he's behind Monty at this stage in the 
competition."

Trevor: "And with that, we've got out next competitor up... and it's 
Plucky! And he'll be facing... Louie in this first fight. Could be 
fun, duck on duck, Disney against Warner Brothers."

Robert: "Normally in these kind of fights, I give the edge to the 
Warner Brothers crew, but not this time as both ducks start out 
aggressively, but Louie's moving far faster and more sure of himself."

Brian: "Louie maybe fixing to hold his standing for the medals. He's 
getting faster shots in and is nailing a couple here, but Plucky's 
getting in some licks of his own in this fistfight."

Trevor: "Yeah, and I think Plucky's actually getting more damage in 
there. But there it is again, guys, Louie hits his low blow for the 
second time in this event! Plucky really needs to scout better. 
Louie's setting him up for something. Robert?"

Robert: "He grabs Plucky be the head, but Plucky just dropped and hit 
a low blow of his own! Looks like Louie wasn't watching what happened 
to Franklin earlier."

Brian: "Plucky now takes the initiative and grabs Louie's waist. Now 
he hoists him up and reaches for his weight belt. He's going for pile 
driver himself, it looks like."

Trevor: "And there he goes! He's turned on his belt and heading down 
with his opponent in position... what, Louie suddenly turned it 
around! OW! They hit the ground full force, with Louie sitting on 
Plucky!"

Robert: "Is that enough to...no, Plucky's getting up and Louie's 
letting him? What is he up to? He's pulled off Plucky's weight belt 
and Plucky's starting to float up out of control. What's he up to?"

Brian: "Louie's following right in suit, almost, as he turns his 
weight belt down and shoots up after him. He's almost made it back to 
him, but for what?"

Trevor: "He makes it to him... and he's got him in that position he 
had before. He's turned on his belt, and hits his Ace Crusher (Stone 
Cold Stunner for the less informed), and that should be all... yes, 
Plucky's signs are flat!"

Robert: "Time! He only lasted about 50 seconds by my watch. Puts him 
ahead of Cubbi, and Louie does indeed save his position...for now."

Brian: "Well, Buster has just been looking on, and no doubt he wants 
to prove better than his Tiny Toons brethren. He's in the tank next, 
and coming on the other side... well, look who it is, another neighbor 
in Hamton."

Trevor: "Buster and Hamton are good enough friends, but for the sake 
of doing better than Plucky, he'll be looking to turn him into nice 
pork. Anyway, Buster is going for a position from above, no movement 
from the pig though."

Robert: "Hamton's probably looking to use his weight, even though he 
looks kind of uncomfortable here. It'll be hard for Buster to move him 
without a lot of speed in the attack, and that's what Buster's going 
for as he enters a power dive."

Brian: "Hamton's still fidgety, but he's not stupid, he backs out of 
the way, and Buster goes hurtling downward some more before he stops 
himself. Now Hamton's above, how's he gonna capitalize?"

Trevor: "I wonder if he'll even be able to, he's looking so damn 
nervous down there. Wait, he's actually making a move on Buster... 
he's tryng to grab him by the head... and trying to stuff it in his 
overalls?!"

Robert: "He's trying to suffocate him. Buster's flailing frantically 
now, and manages to catch Hamton in the mask, knocking it nearly off 
and forcing Hamton to release him. That was close."

Brian: "But Buster's even closer, and now he backs up and Hamton 
adjusts, and comes crashing back with a spear to Hamton's gut. Now 
Hammy's lung has popped out. Buster may have the edge again!"

Trevor: "Now Buster's going around in a major hurry, as he tries to 
get to Hamton's backside, most likely to choke him out to capitalize 
on this situation before Hamton recovers. And he's there, and he's got 
it locked in great!"

Robert: "Hamton's landing a couple elbows to Buster's ribs in 
desperation, but he can't shake him as Buster has it cinched in tight. 
And there goes Hamton, this one's over, but the next one's coming."

Brian: "Simon's wasting no time getting in there. He's set to go and 
he's dashing the long way towards Buster. Buster's ready for him, and 
shoves Hamton's body right in Simon's path!"

Trevor: "That's the way, rabbit boy, just how I used to do it... 
anyway, Simon can't slam on his brakes, and he slams right into 
Hamton's fresh corpse! How the hell.. he just got his head stuffed in 
the overalls! (Uncontrolable laughter)"

Robert: "I've never seen anything like this before. Not only is he 
using Hamton's corpse as a weapon, he's using Hamton's finisher on 
Simon! This looks to be quick unless Simon finds a way out of it."

Brian: "Simon continues to struggle as Buster swims over and tries to 
hold Simon's head in! *DING* Oh, but Simon hits with the low blow back 
kick, and gives himself a chance to get out."

Trevor: "Simon finally gets free! But his face is looking horrid from 
spending a considerable amount of time in there. He may have the 
advantage now though, as Buster is recovering from the shot low. And 
Simon gives him a hard fin to the face!"

Robert: "Buster's clearly dazed by this, floating backward from the 
force of the blow. Simon moves in to follow up, but Buster was playing 
possum! He just cracked Simon with a double axhandle to the side of 
his face!"

Brian: "Simon's doubled over, and Buster's ready. He's backed up a 
step, and now he's snapped a front kick to the mush. Now he turns 
over, and lays a VICIOUS roundhouse to the back of the head! What a 
combination, he's been working on this one!"

Trevor: "And now he fully closes on the intelligent munk, and I 
think... yes! He's nailed down the triangle choke as well! Simon's in 
no condition to resist this one, and he goes down pretty quickly to 
it, making Buster our first double victory guy in the event! And 
now... oh god, it's Dizzy..."

Robert: "Buster can't believe his eyes, and neither can I. But he'd 
better not float there too long because Dizzy's charging in at full 
speed. C'mon Buster, get it moving!"

Brian: "Buster's snapping out of this shock now and is trying to break 
for the surface. I don't what he's gonna try to gain from this, that 
tornado of Dizzy can get him from anywhere."

Trevor: "Agreed, Brian. And going on instinct, as only Dizzy can, he's 
going right for that tornado! Get down, guys! (Everyone ducks under 
the announce table.) Now calling this from under the table, folks, 
that tornado is continuing, dragging Buster right in!"

Robert: "Buster's going in feet first though! It looks like he's 
trying to use the momentum of the tornado to deliver a knockout kick 
to Dizzy. This is his only chance...."

Brian: "His aim is dead center, but Buster's the one going topsy 
turvy-- and right into Dizzy's spinning clutches. This... will not 
take long. It looks like Buster's kick barely missed Dizzy's head or 
something and he got clipped."

Trevor: "Dizzy just opened his mouth, and shoved Buster in there! I 
thought we said something about eating contestants earlier... well, 
let's see if Buster can escape. There's definitely some fighting in 
there... oh, oh. Dizzy just swallowed, you guys think...? (Dizzy burps 
out all Buster's equipment.) ... time, Robert?"

Robert: "Umm, let me see here. 6:30 by my watch. His two victories put 
him right in first place though. Just...how are we going to revive him 
now guys?"

Brian: "I have a few friends who came along with supervaccums in case 
Dizzy tried something like this. They're quickly getting him to the 
medical facilities now before the acids kick in."

Trevor: "Aw, man... I don't envy these people who have to do this 
stuff... this is going to be utterly gross. Well, we have DNA cloning 
technology coming soon anyway. So, now, we have Simon entering the 
tank. And it looks like Cubbi will be his first challenger."

Robert: "Well, Simon must have decided the best strategy here is 
offensive because he's charging right at Cubbi. Cubbi's playing dodge 
right now, keeping on the move and making Simon chase him."

Brian: "I'm amazed at how much Simon's not letting up. He's continuing 
the chase, and Cubbi keeps dodging-- whoops! Cubbi dodged there while 
Simon faked the lunge. Now he's moving in for the big shot."

Trevor: "Has Simon been working on his kicks you guys? Because he just 
delivered a massive lunge kick right to Cubbi's chin! I think it's 
only because of Cubbi's sheer guts that he's still conscious. By the 
way... (looks around) why are we still under this table!? Get up! 
(Goes back to normal position)"

Robert: "*climbs back into his chair* Sorry about that. And that's 
what it looks like, and now Simon's got Cubbi by the neck and Cubbi's 
fighting feverishly to get away."

Brian: "And this is a hotly contested struggle, Cubbi's close to 
getting out, but Simon's hanging on to that grip. Wait, he's got the 
fingers closing a little more..."

Trevor: "Simon's looking to choke out the cub! He's getting a lock in 
there... Cubbi's pretty much worn himself out, and it looks to be a 
cake walk for Simon now."

Robert: "Cubbi's eyes are rolling back in his head, it's only a few 
seconds now...but Cubbi just ripped off Simon's mask with his last bit 
of strength! Simon is forced to let go, but it's too little too late. 
Cubbi's windpipe is already crushed, and the cub is floating lifeless 
in the water now."

Brian: "So Simon's off to a good start now, he wants to get through 
this fast, you can tell. But this one won't be so easy, cuz here comes 
Calamity Coyote. Looks like a battle of wits about to happen here.."

Trevor: "I don't think Simon has faced anyone with the Looney Tunes 
mentality though... I have to admit, I've got my doubts about Simon's 
ability to react well, as he puts his mask back on."

Robert: "Of course, Simon's now at a disadvantage here with his mask 
full of water. It's got to be distorting his vision as Calamity is 
closing in on him."

Brian: "Simon sees him coming and makes the first swing but completely 
misses the mark. Now he tries a couple more and Calamity is still 
nowhere in the vicinity."

Trevor: "Well, I guess it's safe to say Simon doesnt know how to clear 
his mask yet... Calamity is now sneaking behind Simon, and looks to be 
going for a quickie here."

Robert: "I wonder what deviltry Calamity has cooked up here. It looks 
like he's...turning Simon's valve up higher? And now he's reaching 
around and covering his regulator's breathing hole. What's he up to?"

Brian: "You can't tell, Robert? Just watch. With the breathing hole 
covered, all that air's just gonna stay in Simon's suit. And what'll 
happen? Take a look, he's just blowing up like a balloon now."

Trevor: "Oh, oh... this is going to be messy, you guys, as Simon seems 
to just continue to expand... (Explosion, as Simon just seems to 
explode...) ... wow."

Robert: "Well, there will obviously be a slight delay as the tank is 
cleaned, but I don't think we've ever seen anything like that before."

Brian: "Well, that's the beast that is Looney Tunes. They just thrive 
in that stuff, and Calamity's happy he could be on the giving end for 
a change. Well coming up next will be Theodore. Trevor, your thoughts 
on how he'll do after what we just witnessed."

Trevor: "Well, with 1 kill, Simon just manages to slip in under the 
wire set by Monty with a time of 2:55, putting him in the silver medal 
position, right behind Buster. Oh oh... looks like the start of Theo's 
run will be delayed slightly. See, his first guy was slated to be 
Simon, but Simon just blew up..."

Robert: "Oh great, this was great timing. Who set this one up? I mean, 
come on guys, we need to have a serious talk with the director here."

Brian: "I really don't know where to go with this one myself. But it 
was Theo's name in the random draw, so we'll have to wait until things 
are settled in the back. While we wait, let's get some comments from 
our current leader, Buster, who's standing by in the locker room area. 
Buster, you're currently the leader. How did you find the duels while 
you were in the tank?"

Trevor: "A moment, guys... (Speaks into PA System hooked to speakers 
in the pool.) Theodore, please return to the waiting area. We're 
facing delays getting your first fighter ready. Repeat, Theodore, 
please return to the waiting area. (turns off address system, as Theo 
swims back). There. Now, Buster... enjoy Dizzy's stomach?"

Buster: "*over a grumbling Theodore* I don't think I'll ever be able 
to host 'Will Dizzy Eat It?' again without worrying about nightmares."

Brian: "That makes a lot of sense, Buster. But so far, you've proven a 
nightmare in that tank yourself, cuz you're the only one who's made it 
by two opponents so far."

Buster: "Yeah, well, I got the skills... they learned Buster-Style not 
to mess with a rabbit. Beat that, Plucky!"

Robert: "Hang on a second guys....I've just got word we're ready to 
proceed. Thank you for your time Buster, and enjoy watching the rest 
of the event."

Buster: "No problem, guys."

Brian: "OK, back to poolside we go, and Buster will now watch as Theo 
tries to match his efforts."

Trevor: "I don't exactly expect Theodore to do very well either. In 
fights over the past year, let's just say he hasn't done so good... I 
think Buster and his lead are safe, as the two munks are coming at one 
another."

Robert: "I don't know about you guys, but Theodore looks kind of 
pissed off here. I think Buster's comments, while not directed 
specifically at him, have gotten this usually mild-mannered chipmunk's 
ire up."

Brian: "I think he's just tired of waiting is all. Anyway, here they 
come now, and Theo's just lunging right for Simon's gut right away and 
connects! He looks ready to unload more, but Simon gets up a fast 
block on the next shot."

Trevor: "And Simon counters Theo's punch and tries to throw him in a 
judo type throw, but his brother's way too strong at this point, and 
this is looking bad for Simon."

Robert: "Indeed it does as now Theodore has his arm around Simon's 
throat, almost in a choke-sleeper hold now. Simon's not going to be 
able to break out of this one."

Brian: "You're right, Simon's trying to struggle, and Theo's countered 
that by pinning his legs. He has NO escape now, and he's gonna be 
out... now, there's one for Theo, and fast, too."

Trevor: "Hmm... interesting, and Buster's looking slightly worried in 
the back. Now, Cubbi's entering the fray. And now he's trying to flank 
Theodore, looking for a good first shot."

Robert: "Theodore's closing in quickly, constantly swimming around to 
keep Cubbi in front of him. Uh oh, looks like the bear's about to get 
backed into a corner."

Brian: "And I think he's aware of it. Theo's still coming, ready to 
make the blow. Oh, nice duck by Cubbi courtesy of his weight belt. 
Theo manages to stop himself just before he crashes into the corner, 
though."

Trevor: "Cubbi quickly turns around, and gets behind his opponent 
before Theo can turn around himself. Now he's giving Theo a chokehold 
of his own, trying to drain the mini-butterball."

Robert: "But Cubbi's arms are too short to make the choke effective, 
as Theo is proving by simply powering Cubbi's arms off of his neck. 
But he left himself open for that knee to the kidneys! That had to 
hurt."

Brian: "He's making it look like it did. But look at that, he uses it 
as a fake, turning in for a shoulder bash. Cubbi is reeling now from 
that shot."

Trevor: "Theo's paddling over to Cubbi, and he's grabbed him. Looks 
like the usual bearhug stronger guys like to use on poor Cubbi. 
Cubbi's had, easily, the most back restorations in history. What... 
Theo just turned on hs weight belt!"

Robert: "He looks like...yes, what a spinebuster slam! Cubbi's eyes 
are nearly popping out of their sockets at the pain, but somehow the 
little bear is trying to hang on here. Theo's getting up...now he's 
just standing on the kid's throat! Forget it, Theo's got 2 down and 1 
to go. Can he be the first to beat all three?"

Brian: "Um... well, you try telling Bingo that Theo's gonna do that, 
cuz he just came out for the final duel, and he looks determined."

Trevor: "Yes, but he's letting Theodore take the offensive, as the 
chipmunk charges at him at full speed! Theo just wants this to end 
quickly, but a shoulder charges misses as Bingo cooly ducks to the 
side."

Robert: "Theo tries to correct his course, but Bingo's got a hold of 
his foot and pulls him back in. He looks like he's trying to get some 
kind of leg bar on Theo, but Theo just kicks him off and backs up out 
of range. Theo's got some fight left in him."

Brian: "He does indeed, but Bingo's right back on top of him making a 
charge of his own and connects shoulder to belly. It's clear that 
Bingo, as the fresher of the two was able to recover faster."

Trevor: "Bingo is now simply pounding the hell out of Theodore. Now 
he's waffling him around with that tail of his, beating him from side 
to side... I bet he's envisioning Alvin."

Robert: "Theo's grabbed hold of the tail though, trying to mount a 
comeback. That was a nice solid punch to Bingo's jaw, but Bingo 
doesn't look affected at all!"

Brian: "Not a bit, and he fires back with some more fists of his own, 
and Theo looks to really be hurting here, he's practically putting up 
no defense anymore."

Trevor: "I think Theo's pretty much out of it, but Bingo's not 
finishing this thing off right away... rather, he's dragging Theodore 
to the nearest camera in there... why?"

Robert: "Why else Trevor? Bingo wants to send a message to Alvin. And 
he's doing that right now, ripping Theo's regulator out and forcing 
him to look in the camera as he drowns."

Brian: "And Theo goes down quickly. But Bingo's still holding him 
there. He must definitely be trying to tell Alvin that he's gonna go 
all the way in this event. He still has his turn yet, but who knows 
what lies in store for him, and better yet, can he beat Theo? With 2 
opponents defeated, and a time of 5:40, he has the lead."

Trevor: "This is too much now... (Picks up cell phone) Yeah, get those 
two out of there, huh? They're slowing things up. Thanks. (Hangs up) 
Meanwhile, what's Alvin's reaction backstage, Rob?"

Robert: "My reports indicate he's calm...too calm if you ask me. 
They've finally got Bingo out of the tank and he's heading to the 
back...I knew it! Alvin just jumped him in the entranceway. It's 
taking everyone to haul Alvin off, but by that bloody nose Bingo has, 
looks like Alvin got in a few good shots before they did."

Brian: "He's lucky this is the last event, or else they'd be sending 
him home right about now. They're gonna put those two in solitary to 
cool off for a little bit. Meantime, who's up next?"

Trevor: "OK, Tummi's finally entering the tank. I bet he's got really 
high expectations for this, but we've definitely had surprises already 
in this event, so let's not discount anything. It appears Buster will 
be his first challenger."

Robert: "And Tummi's not wasting any time here. He's moving in on 
Buster quickly, building up a lot of speed for someone of his size. 
Buster's dodging for now, looking a little unsure how to handle this."

Brian: "Tummi's not letting up, either. He's using his size to his 
advantage just like Theo did. He's laying out the barrage, but 
Buster's still dodging well."

Trevor: "What will happen first... Tummi nails a hit or he'll wear 
himself out... he's definitely trying to get this first kill in a real 
hurry, to try to at least get a bronze medal position, with one 
competitor left after this."

Robert: "Buster's still dodging, looking for an opening. But he was 
looking too long! Tummi just landed a hard blow to his stomach, 
winding the rabbit. Tummi's following it up with more body shots, and 
Buster can't take in a breath!"

Brian: "That's gonna give Tummi a chance to make his move. There's the 
kick to the gut, and now he's reaching for the weight belt-- oops, he 
went too soon. Buster gives a headbutt to Tummi and he backs off."

Trevor: "Buster's moving in quickly, and using those big and educated 
feet to nail a nasty kick combo to Tummi's gut, giving a taste of 
feeling winded to the gummi."

Robert: "But Buster went to the well one too many times here as Tummi 
just grabbed his foot. Ow! Low blow!"

Brian: "And now Buster's down again, and Tummi wastes no time to grab 
him again. He's got him, weight belt is turned up, and down they go. 
Tummi's got him set for a piledriver!"

Trevor: "And he hits it, and he hits it hard! They feel around 10 feet 
there, and Buster's not looking so bold now, holding his melon in 
pain. This has gotta be it for Buster, and now Tummi stands over him."

Robert: "He's still got that weight belt on. And yes, he hits the 
vertical splash, caving Buster's chest in. 1 down and 2 to go."

Brian: "And that first one was dispensed of quickly. Only 1:40 has 
gone by. But what's this, guys... Theo's back, and he's entering the 
tank as opponent number 2."

Trevor: "If you remember, folks, these two do NOT like each other, 
esepcially after Tummi killed off Theo in the Marathon earlier in 
these games. So Theodore's looking for revenge, and then some as he 
goes right after Tummi."

Robert: "Tummi looks like he's still hurting from Buster's kicks, and 
that's the target Theo's attacking. Those body blows and headbutts are 
really taking their toll on Tummi."

Brian: "And he's laying them hard. Wait, Tummi's stops one more head 
charge and gives Theo a knee to the mask. Didn't quite crack it, but 
it's a little lopsided now. Theo's gotta try to readjust."

Trevor: "Theo's instinctively backing away while readjusting, and 
Tummi can't get to him before he completes readjustment. Theo just 
came out of nowhere to give Tummi a shot to the neck! And he scored 
good too..."

Robert: "Theo's following up quickly, forcing Tummi down with more 
shots to the neck. Tummi's trying to push him back, but Theo will not 
be denied."

Brian: "Tummi is beginning to really slow down here. He finally gets a 
good block up now, but he winces as he tries to follow up. He may have 
been given a stinger."

Trevor: "If that's true then this is over, as Tummi is now numb... and 
Theodore is wrapping himself around the helpless Tummi's head, making 
sure to shove that butt in his face. He wants to repay Tummi for that 
experience way back in the Marathon."

Brian: "Good night guys, wake me when it's done."

Robert: "We all know what's coming, and there it is. Theo's put Tummi 
down with his fart, and the expression on Tummi's lifeless face can be 
only described as fear and disgust. Hey Brian, wake up and give us the 
time."

Brian: (pulls mic down to his still buried head) "No need, Robert, the 
time established earlier of 1:40 is what Tummi finishes with for this 
event."

Trevor: "Where the hell did you go in that dream of yours, Brian? The 
time was 1:40... well, in any case, this puts the bigger gummi into 
the bronze medal position, and our last competitor is emerging from 
solitary... Bingo is up, folks!"

Robert: "Bingo might be up, but his first opponent isn't. Tummi's 
still being revived back there, so we must wait, again, until the 
backstage crew gets their act together."

Brian: "Hey, don't blame them. This is all luck of the draw, folks. 
These matches were randomly decided earlier, and their results being 
revealed for the first time here."

Trevor: "Indeed, Brian, so as Bingo returns to the waiting area, why 
don't we get another quick interview... Who do you think, Robert?"

Robert: "Why not his teammate, Monty? *calls to the back* Hey Monty, 
how do you think your friend Bingo will fare here?"

Monty: "Well, I know that when we were training for these games, this 
was the one he was waiting for. It's his element, you know he has to 
do well, and I'm behind him all the way."

Trevor: "Fair enough, but what do you think of Bingo sending a message 
when he fought Theodore earlier?"

Monty: "I do admit that was over the top. But he's got himself so 
psyched up over this whole thing that I suppose it's understandable."

Brian: "Well, we'll see if it's all worth the psych. On a final note, 
Monty, how do you feel about your overall performance during these 
games?"

Monty: "I think maybe I could've done a little better than I have, but 
I still enjoyed myself in general during my time here. The League 
itself should be very interesting."

Robert: "I'm glad you feel that way Monty, and we look forward to 
seeing you in it. Now we have word that Tummi is ready to go, so let's 
get back to our final competition."

Brian: "And they're just about set to go, they're sending Bingo and 
Tummi into the starting chambers. Bingo's really jumpy, he's ready to 
start this match."

Trevor: "And they're off! Bingo's got himself a really tough first 
opponent, and Tummi's got motivation too. See, folks, if Tummi can 
drag this thing out longer than 1:40, then he forces Bingo to not only 
get by him, but his next opponent to take over his current bronze 
medal spot. However, if Bingo can somehow beat Tummi within 1:40, then 
Bingo automaticially assures himself a spot on the podium for this 
final event. Major, major stakes here, folks."

Robert: "And Bingo knows he's under a time crunch here, trying to move 
in quickly. But as you said Trevor, Tummi looks to be playing defense 
big here, settling for avoidance and blocking instead of outright 
attacking."

Brian: "Bingo's giving everything he's got, and Tummi's not taking a 
single hit from it all. Wait, Bingo with the fake, Tummi bit. Wham! 
One swing of the tail scores big time! He got caught napping on that 
one."

Trevor: "Nearly shatters Tummi's mask while he was at it, too. As it 
is, Tummi's backing off, trying to recover from the high damage he 
just took. But Bingo's not letting him off that easy, and now he's 
made a grab!"

Robert: "It looks like he's trying to bite through Tummi's aqualung 
with his sharp teeth, but wait, Tummi scored with a hard headbutt that 
sent Bingo reeling back."

Brian: "Bingo is just drifting back on this one. Could he be out 
already? Tummi dashes in for the kill. And he stops just short of 
Bingo's double kick. He spotted the fake this time, and now Bingo's 
wide open."

Trevor: "Unless Bingo's got a nice trick in those overalls, this'll be 
a real short trip... and Tummi nails a big shoulder charge, and he's 
taking the beaver down to the bottom of the tank. This is where Tummi 
takes his opponents to die, folks."

Robert: "Looks like he's setting him up for that piledriver, a move 
we've seen him use before. But wait, Bingo's strugging, trying to get 
free. And yes, he's slipped out and nailed Tummi in the gut with a 
double fist!"

Brian: "Tummi's doubled over a little, can Bingo make his move here? 
He's only got 25 seconds. *SLAP* What a move! He spun into a forward 
roll and bashed Tummi over the head with his tail. He's hunched over, 
and Bingo's going for the pile driver now!"

Trevor: "He's having a hard time getting him up into the vertical 
position though. Bingo's decided to put his knees in the back of 
Tummi's head, and turn on his belt... holy crap! Tummi's face is 
practically half buried in the sediment!"

Robert: "Great improvisation by Bingo here, and now he's moving in for 
the kill, wasting no time in chewing through Tummi's aqualung and 
holding his face down in the sediment. This one's about...yes, it's 
over."

Brian: "Bingo's in there with his first win, and the time... 2:00, he 
didn't quite make it. Now he has to win here to guarantee himself a 
medal. Next opponent in and it is...Theo! Uh oh... remember what 
happened last time between these two."

Trevor: "Yeah... once again, revenge is on Theo's mind here, and now, 
they're at oppisite sides of the field, and now, Bingo's weakened from 
that previous sinndig with Tummi. Look out, here comes Theo! You can 
bet Alvin and Simon are watching with much interest."

Robert: "But Bingo was playing a little bit of possum here as he 
caught Theo coming in with a kick to his throat. He knew Theo would be 
after his blood and he's using it to his own advantage."

Brian: "Bingo rights himself up after the kick, and immediately goes 
for the throat again. He only gets around the side of Theo, but he has 
the arm wrapped around. How well can he hold it?"

Trevor: "Not very well, it seems... Theo has already recovered and 
broken free of the choke, hitting Bingo right in the face coming out 
of the move with an elbow! Bingo's stunned, and Theo's looking to end 
this quickly as he wraps himself around the beaver's head."

Robert: "It looks like he's going for his fart, but no, Bingo managed 
to squirm out if his grasp just before he let loose. Theo just wasted 
his best weapon!"

Brian: "Bingo got out and dropped with a quick flick of the weight 
belt. And now he's shooting back up, double fist right to Theo's gut! 
I don't think I've ever seen anyone reverse their weight so fast 
before!"

Trevor: "I know Theo hasn't, that's for certain... he's doubled over 
like Tummi was now. Bingo's trying to get Theo in the same position he 
got with Tummi, trying to drive Theo's face into the ground. He's 
turned on his belt, and he got it!"

Robert: "But wait! Theo got his arms up to absorb the impact. Bingo's 
celebrating a little soon here, he doesn't see Theo shaking it off as 
he goes for the aqualung.... OK, I've never seen that before. Theo has 
Bingo by the teeth!"

Brian: "Theo has actually reached past the lung and is now trying to 
force Bingo's mouth open by pulling at his teeth and lower jaw. 
Bingo's trying to bite him back, but Theo lets go, and Bingo misses. 
He can't get Theo's hand that's on his buck teeth, either, it's just 
out of the way. And Theo reached right back for the jaw."

Trevor: "Bingo needs to get this win in order to medal here.... and 
that thought seems to have come into his head as he finally frees 
himself with two hard shots to the shins! Now that he's free, he's 
going for Theodore's lung."

Robert: "He's got it and is trying to chew through it, but Theo's 
wrapped it around Bingo's throat! Who's gonna go down first? This is 
everything for Bingo right here!"

Brian: "They are struggling like anything to get the deciding blow 
here. Wait, there's bubbles! Bingo broke through, and now he's tearing 
at the lung, but he can't break free of the choke, Theo's pulling for 
dear life himself!"

Trevor: "Now Bingo should have this... despite the head start Theodore 
had, Bingo still way outclasses him in breathhold... *Wait a 
minute*... and as expected, there goes Theodore! It's took Bingo 7 
minutes to get by his first two, but he's got himself a medal."

Robert: "But his chances for the gold are gone here as Theo's aqualung 
is just wrapped too tightly around his neck and he goes down just as 
Buster gets in the pool. Buster doesn't look too happy here, I think 
he wanted some action."

Brian: "But it's good news for Buster in that he holds on to the 
silver medal. And for Theo, the draw here secures the gold medal from 
him. Overall, and amazing showing by all 3 in this hotly contested 
finale."

Trevor: "Damn straight, Brian. We won't have any interviews right 
away. Instead we'll have them during the closing ceremonies, which 
will be right after this." 

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