It’s spooky season once again. You know what that means. It’s time to dive into another 31 deadly, bloody, horrifying deathmatches as we go into the 3rd annual deathmatch calendar. As always, this will be a day-by-day calendar of gore as we break into some of the greatest, nastiest, and most infamous of deathmatches across the years culminating with my pick of the year so far at the number 31 spot. With the preamble out of the way, let’s see what is awaiting us in this year’s tour of wrestling terror.

It takes a lot of guts to run an ironman deathmatch. Sixty minutes is a long time to roll around in glass, gussets, blood, and plunder. Not to mention it’s always difficult to decide how the hell to pace deathmatch spots across a sixty-minute frame. There’s very little chance to rest as you need to be bludgeoning, wrestling, or bleeding for people to stay invested. That being said, ICW NHB sure as hell aren’t afraid to take risks and do things their way. So, the chains were up, there was plunder aplenty laid out, and two fighters ready to go the distance amongst the blood and glass. Orin Veidt, the Wizard King who was trying to overthrow John Wayne Murdoch as the top dog was about to clock in 60 minutes with him. Now, this was a good idea as Murdoch and Veidt are both highly talented wrestlers so they would be able to navigate that wrestling minefield a lot better than most. Even then, it was going to be a challenge to keep a crowd hooked for that long.

The match itself was pretty damn good. They kept things going relatively well pace-wise and always found new ways to ramp the action up. The fight went all around the Port Richey Pawn Shop and gave us a backstage tour of the plunder storage and tech areas. I’m not going to describe the full sixty minutes again as I’ve done that before here. In a more general descriptor, they nailed what they wanted to do. There was creative bloodletting through lit-up chairs, bundle battles, and other nightmarish contraptions with Veidt getting his own buster sword of tubes. Both guys mixed the braining with good wrestling and used barfights as ways to get their breath back because even whilst they were sitting down, they were slugging each other in the mouth. It was by no means perfect but they found a nice balance to keep the action moving. Both guys bled buckets and continuously battled to get a pinfall as it was stuck at 1-0 and 1-1 for the longest time. The main complaint with the match was that it had a contrived draw finish that forced both men to go the extra few minutes and go all-out for a spectacle ending. That could have easily been achieved during the sixty minutes instead of at the 62-minute mark. That being said, I was genuinely impressed by what they pulled off and think that whilst not perfect, it did more than enough to earn its spot on the calendar as a mega-sized attempt at history-making for the company that went way better than any other attempt at the concept before it. Come back tomorrow for the next deathmatch delight.

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