Post by Jman2k3 on Nov 20, 2017 6:08:40 GMT
SCOTT STEVENS VERSUS SEAN JACKSON
The lights in the arena go pitch black, as red lasers and spotlights light up the area. The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen a Texas flag, with the words, “Texas Born. Texas Bred.” “Texas Forever.“ branded into the flag. The crowd reaction is mixed, but there are more jeers than cheers, as the opening guitar riffs and “Hellraiser” by Motorhead begins to play throughout the PA system.
Ace: Talk about a guy who’s finally starting to make an impact here in the UTA.
Blackfront: Stevens has been in the UTA since mid-2015, but it’s only recently that he’s started turning heads in a major way.
Ace: Defeating Colton Thorpe for the Wildfire Title was huge, Jason. Nobody saw it coming… and tonight, he has a chance to build on that tremendous momentum.
The boos intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas.
Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following non-title contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making his way to the ring from Houston, Texas....
Walking down the aisle, he raises a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers.
Announcer: Standing at 6’6”, and weighing in at 256lbs...
As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares out across the crowd...
Announcer: He is the reigning UTA Wildfire Champion… SCOTT! STEEEEEVVVVVVVVEEEEEENNNNSSSSS!
An icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat.
Blackfront: What do you think of Stevens’ actions earlier on tonight, Tommy? He ran-in on Ron Hall’s match with CBR, clocked him with the strap, and essentially cost the HOF’er the match.
Ace: I LOVE it, Jason. That’s exactly the type of initiative that will see the Texan get ahead here in the UTA. You don’t get anywhere unless you start taking actions into your own hands, and that’s exactly what he’s doing.
Blackfront: So you’re saying he is justified in his continued bullying of Ron Hall?
Ace: “Bullying”?! Ron Hall is our most tenured wrestler, Jason! He’s a big boy. He can handle it.
v/o: Cleveland! Can you feel it coming in the air tonight?
The lights in the arena shut down, leaving the crowd in the dark, as a dark crimson color light illuminates the entrance area as a thick mist rolls across the entrance ramp.
As the mist pours off the entrance stage and down the ramp, a video explodes on the screen as you can see letters slowly fade in, forming “Mr. Ace In The Hole.”
### I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord ###
Ace: Talk about a guy who needs a win…
Blackfront: Absolutely. Jackson is one of the best wrestlers on the planet, but he’s lost a few disappointing matches in a row now. We’ve spoken about how big an opportunity this is for Stevens, but equally, defeating the current Wildfire Champion will give “The Mental Rapist” a ton of momentum.
As “In The Air Tonight” begins to play, Sean Jackson, Marshall Owens and Vanessa step out onto the stage with two scantily dressed women holding baskets. Sean is the look of pure intensity while Marshall has a smile on his face and Vanessa stands bladed, her curves showing up beautifully against the backdrop.
## Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord, oh lord. ##
As he stands there stoic, soaking it all in. Sean finally motions to head towards the ring.
Announcer: And his opponent! Making his way to the ring from Dallas, Texas...
Vanessa is dressed in a white skin tight dress with a long slit while Jackson is dressed in a white shirt with the words *Mr. Ace In The Hole* embroidered on the front with an arrow pointing up, while on the back of the shirt is a large Ace of Spades playing card. He is also wearing black wrestling trunks, with red elbow and knee pads. His black boots have the initials MR on one and SJ on the other. In his right hand is the Ace in the hole briefcase.
As they begin to make their way towards the ringside area, the two women begin dropping one hundred dollar bills on the floor for Sean Jackson to step on.
Announcer: Standing at 6’2”, and weighing in at 220lbs...
Before entering the ring, Sean passes a glance towards the announce table before finally stepping in. Once he does, a spotlight bathes Sean Jackson as he takes to one of the turnbuckles and immediately begins to pull his shirt outward, reminding everyone he is Mr. Ace In The Hole.
Blackfront: Jackson looks as eerily focused as ever, Tommy. Despite his recent misfortune, Mr. Ace in the Hole stays ready to go.
After a few moments, the lights return to the arena and Sean hops down from the turnbuckle, preparing for his match to begin.
Announcer: He his Mr. Ace In The Hole! The former UTA World Champion… “THE MENTAL RAPIST”... SEAN! JJJJJAAAAACCCCKKKKKSSSOOOOOONNNNNNNN!
Blackfront: Looking at this match objectively, if you cast your mind back about a month ago, this is a pretty run of the mill clash. Not any more.
Ace: Exactly. For the reasons we’ve outlined -- Stevens’ recent mean streak and Jackson’s recent misfortunes -- this is one of the closest matches we’ve seen in a while.
Blackfront: And that’s no discredit to either of these men. Both are among the best in the business, but momentum is absolutely critical in this sport. Win a few matches and you’re on top of the world, lose a few and you’re back to square one.
Finally Jackson’s entourage fully disperse, and the bell rings. Both wrestlers start circling one another, eyeing carefully, waiting for any openings. Soon they tie-up in the middle, but Jackson maneuvers away quickly, and skips behind his larger foe. Jackson hooks his boot around Stevens’, trying to drag the Wildfire champion around, but Stevens uses raw strength to break Sean’s grip and spin back around to face him.
Blackfront: Nice little sequence to start us off, but Stevens’ strength wins-out.
Stevens, again, throws himself into a lock-up with Jackson. He keeps a tighter grip this time and pushes Jackson back against the ropes. The referee calls for the clean break after a few seconds, and Stevens almost gives Jackson one… before coming forward again, and catching him with a knee to the gut. Sean falls to one knee, and Stevens clubs the back of his head.
Ace: Right off the bat, there’s that newfound Scott Stevens aggression. He technically gave the clean break, but he jumped right back into it.
Blackfront: All over Sean Jackson like a cheap suit, and the assault continues.
A second clubbing blow downs Sean, and Stevens stomps down hard on him, holding the top rope for extra leverage. Jackson, however, is wise to his ring position, and rolls under the bottom rope when things get too hairy.
Blackfront: The Mental Rapist is out of there!
Ace: He’s not gonna get far though!
For all Jackson’s cunning, he can’t quite evade Stevens. The big man slides out of the ring himself, stomping towards the former UTA Champion. Sean, however, telepaths Stevens coming after him, and after rounding a corner, slides right back in. Knowing his opponent is significantly slower, Jackson watches Stevens pull himself back onto the apron and charges forward, nailing a running forearm.
Blackfront: Stevens is wobbled!
Ace: But he’s got hold of that top rope!
This helps the Scorpion keep his balance and not tumble off the apron. He blasts Jackson with a big right hand and uses the time gained to climb between the middle and top ropes. Sean, of course, is right back in his face, but Stevens is willing to eat a couple of shots, and wait for an opening for another knee to the gut. When Sean doubles over, Stevens hits the ropes, and comes back with a knee lift.
Blackfront: Stevens is answering everything thus far, and he’s starting to take control.
Ace: He’s taking initiative, Jason. This is a direction continuation of all we’ve seen from him these past few weeks, and it’s great to see him stepping up.
Sean is on the mat, and Stevens drops an elbow across his chest. After a second elbow drop, Scott takes Jackson up by the head, and after cracking his skull with a twelve-to-six elbow, he whips The Mental Rapist to the corner. Once there, Stevens mudhole stomps his opponent enough times to make him fall to the bottom turnbuckle. The Scorpion shows no hesitation in his next move.
Blackfront: Stevens is pushing his boot into Jackson’s windpipe, depriving Jackson of oxygen.
There’s no escape for Sean even when the referee finishes his count and orders Stevens to break the choke. Only the threat of disqualification draws Stevens away, and even then, it’s only for a moment.
Ace: And Scott is right back on him!
Stevens stomps down on Jackson again. Satisfied that he’s done enough damage, Stevens pulls Jackson to the middle of the ring, and yanks him up by the gut. With Sean by his side, Scott pulls back, pulling, gutwrenching his opponent through the air.
Blackfront: Gutwrench suplex!
Ace: What a move! And now the cover…
...1!
...2!
No! Sean kicks out!
Blackfront: Great move from Stevens, and it’s been all him so far! Sean Jackson has barely had a look-in!
Ace: Tell me about it, Jason! The Wildfire Champ is dominating proceedings, and The Mental Rapist’s recent funk continues!
Stevens sits-up after the kick-out, and immediately starts setting Jackson up for the next move. With a handful of hair, Stevens rises, but a gutpunch stalls him, and another loosens his grip enough for Jackson to break free.
Ace: Jackson lives!
Though he’s taken damage, Jackson has enough to front dropkick Stevens’ knee, sending the bigger man tumbling to the mat. Once there, Sean knows he has to capitalise, and does so by hitting the deck and applying a grounded sleeper.
Blackfront: Jackson looking to work his way back into this one by using some of his infamous technique-based offence here.
Ace: Smart move going after the oxygen supply. Stevens is known for his endurance, but if you can hinder a man of his size’s ability to breath, your chances of winning increase vastly.
Brute force let’s Stevens slowly start to rise, but Sean isn’t just going to let him take over. Sean kicks him in the back of the knee, buckling Stevens’ leg. After letting go of the sleeper, Jackson rushes past the knelt Stevens, and comes back with a big neckbreaker.
Blackfront: Stevens hits the mat!
Hooking the leg, Sean covers.
...1!
Stevens kicks out!
Sean doesn’t let him rise on his own accord, however, and attaches himself to Stevens like a limpet. He locks-in another tight sleeper, but Scott fights through it, backing Jackson into a corner. Sean sees this coming, however, and sits himself on the top rope, hammering on Stevens’ head with a couple of closed-fist shots. Stevens stumbles away, and Sean flies off, catching the back of his head with a flying elbow!
Ace: There’s the elbow! Sean usually uses that one to set-up Game Called Due to Darkness, but I’ve got a feeling there’s more work to be done here…
Blackfront: Indeed, Tommy. Stevens is a damage sponge: it’s gonna take more than this to finish him off.
Stevens is face-down on the mat, and slowly rising. Back on his feet, Jackson retreats to a corner, and goads his larger foe forward. Scott takes the bait and runs forward, but Sean ducks beneath the big boot, grabs Stevens’ head on the way past, and drills him with an inverted cutter!
Ace: Niiice! Sean is really in-control of this one now!
Instead of going for the cover, Sean grabs Stevens’ head and pulls him to a seated position. Once there, Jackson wraps an arm around his throat, and let’s his own body drop down to the mat when he pulls back.
Blackfront: Guillotine choke!
Ace: Damn, Jason! That looks tight!
Sean wrenches backwards, pulling with all he’s got. Stevens knows he’s in trouble straight away, and pushes his feet into the ground, relieving some of the pressure.
Blackfront: Stevens is fighting through it, though!
Once stable, Stevens summons every last drop of his upper body strength to pull Jackson from the mat…
Ace: Oh my God!
… and SLAM him back down again!
Blackfront: Scott Stevens able to get free. Can he use this to capitalize now?
Stevens pushes up before heading over to Jackson. As he bends down to grab Jackson by the head and begin pulling him up, Sean reaches up and grabs Scott's head pulling down as he drops to his knees cracking Stevens' jaw on the top of his head.
Ace: Oh, that's gotta hurt.
Scott falls back to a seated position, holding his mouth. As he does, Jackson rolls over and pushes up. Seeing Stevens sitting, Jackson charges forward, passing him. He hits the ropes and comes off with a rising knee, connecting to the back of Scott Stevens' head.
Blackfront: GAME CALLED DUE TO DARKNESS!
Jackson turns Stevens over and quickly covers him. The referee slides into position.
Ace: This one could be over Jason.
Blackfront: That's the way it looks! Two.. THREE!
The bell begins to sound.
Announcer: The winner of this match via pin fall.... SEAN... JAAACCCKKKSSSOOONNN!!!!!
Blackfront: Jackson with a huge non title win over the champion.
Ace: Well, he showed up tonight Jason. Everyone knows when Scott Stevens' opponent actually shows up, Scott Stevens can't win. Especially not when who he is facing is someone like Sean Jackson.
Jackson gets to his feet and raises a hand in victory.
The lights in the arena go pitch black, as red lasers and spotlights light up the area. The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen a Texas flag, with the words, “Texas Born. Texas Bred.” “Texas Forever.“ branded into the flag. The crowd reaction is mixed, but there are more jeers than cheers, as the opening guitar riffs and “Hellraiser” by Motorhead begins to play throughout the PA system.
Ace: Talk about a guy who’s finally starting to make an impact here in the UTA.
Blackfront: Stevens has been in the UTA since mid-2015, but it’s only recently that he’s started turning heads in a major way.
Ace: Defeating Colton Thorpe for the Wildfire Title was huge, Jason. Nobody saw it coming… and tonight, he has a chance to build on that tremendous momentum.
The boos intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas.
Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following non-title contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making his way to the ring from Houston, Texas....
Walking down the aisle, he raises a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers.
Announcer: Standing at 6’6”, and weighing in at 256lbs...
As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares out across the crowd...
Announcer: He is the reigning UTA Wildfire Champion… SCOTT! STEEEEEVVVVVVVVEEEEEENNNNSSSSS!
An icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat.
Blackfront: What do you think of Stevens’ actions earlier on tonight, Tommy? He ran-in on Ron Hall’s match with CBR, clocked him with the strap, and essentially cost the HOF’er the match.
Ace: I LOVE it, Jason. That’s exactly the type of initiative that will see the Texan get ahead here in the UTA. You don’t get anywhere unless you start taking actions into your own hands, and that’s exactly what he’s doing.
Blackfront: So you’re saying he is justified in his continued bullying of Ron Hall?
Ace: “Bullying”?! Ron Hall is our most tenured wrestler, Jason! He’s a big boy. He can handle it.
v/o: Cleveland! Can you feel it coming in the air tonight?
The lights in the arena shut down, leaving the crowd in the dark, as a dark crimson color light illuminates the entrance area as a thick mist rolls across the entrance ramp.
As the mist pours off the entrance stage and down the ramp, a video explodes on the screen as you can see letters slowly fade in, forming “Mr. Ace In The Hole.”
### I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord ###
Ace: Talk about a guy who needs a win…
Blackfront: Absolutely. Jackson is one of the best wrestlers on the planet, but he’s lost a few disappointing matches in a row now. We’ve spoken about how big an opportunity this is for Stevens, but equally, defeating the current Wildfire Champion will give “The Mental Rapist” a ton of momentum.
As “In The Air Tonight” begins to play, Sean Jackson, Marshall Owens and Vanessa step out onto the stage with two scantily dressed women holding baskets. Sean is the look of pure intensity while Marshall has a smile on his face and Vanessa stands bladed, her curves showing up beautifully against the backdrop.
## Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord, oh lord. ##
As he stands there stoic, soaking it all in. Sean finally motions to head towards the ring.
Announcer: And his opponent! Making his way to the ring from Dallas, Texas...
Vanessa is dressed in a white skin tight dress with a long slit while Jackson is dressed in a white shirt with the words *Mr. Ace In The Hole* embroidered on the front with an arrow pointing up, while on the back of the shirt is a large Ace of Spades playing card. He is also wearing black wrestling trunks, with red elbow and knee pads. His black boots have the initials MR on one and SJ on the other. In his right hand is the Ace in the hole briefcase.
As they begin to make their way towards the ringside area, the two women begin dropping one hundred dollar bills on the floor for Sean Jackson to step on.
Announcer: Standing at 6’2”, and weighing in at 220lbs...
Before entering the ring, Sean passes a glance towards the announce table before finally stepping in. Once he does, a spotlight bathes Sean Jackson as he takes to one of the turnbuckles and immediately begins to pull his shirt outward, reminding everyone he is Mr. Ace In The Hole.
Blackfront: Jackson looks as eerily focused as ever, Tommy. Despite his recent misfortune, Mr. Ace in the Hole stays ready to go.
After a few moments, the lights return to the arena and Sean hops down from the turnbuckle, preparing for his match to begin.
Announcer: He his Mr. Ace In The Hole! The former UTA World Champion… “THE MENTAL RAPIST”... SEAN! JJJJJAAAAACCCCKKKKKSSSOOOOOONNNNNNNN!
Blackfront: Looking at this match objectively, if you cast your mind back about a month ago, this is a pretty run of the mill clash. Not any more.
Ace: Exactly. For the reasons we’ve outlined -- Stevens’ recent mean streak and Jackson’s recent misfortunes -- this is one of the closest matches we’ve seen in a while.
Blackfront: And that’s no discredit to either of these men. Both are among the best in the business, but momentum is absolutely critical in this sport. Win a few matches and you’re on top of the world, lose a few and you’re back to square one.
Finally Jackson’s entourage fully disperse, and the bell rings. Both wrestlers start circling one another, eyeing carefully, waiting for any openings. Soon they tie-up in the middle, but Jackson maneuvers away quickly, and skips behind his larger foe. Jackson hooks his boot around Stevens’, trying to drag the Wildfire champion around, but Stevens uses raw strength to break Sean’s grip and spin back around to face him.
Blackfront: Nice little sequence to start us off, but Stevens’ strength wins-out.
Stevens, again, throws himself into a lock-up with Jackson. He keeps a tighter grip this time and pushes Jackson back against the ropes. The referee calls for the clean break after a few seconds, and Stevens almost gives Jackson one… before coming forward again, and catching him with a knee to the gut. Sean falls to one knee, and Stevens clubs the back of his head.
Ace: Right off the bat, there’s that newfound Scott Stevens aggression. He technically gave the clean break, but he jumped right back into it.
Blackfront: All over Sean Jackson like a cheap suit, and the assault continues.
A second clubbing blow downs Sean, and Stevens stomps down hard on him, holding the top rope for extra leverage. Jackson, however, is wise to his ring position, and rolls under the bottom rope when things get too hairy.
Blackfront: The Mental Rapist is out of there!
Ace: He’s not gonna get far though!
For all Jackson’s cunning, he can’t quite evade Stevens. The big man slides out of the ring himself, stomping towards the former UTA Champion. Sean, however, telepaths Stevens coming after him, and after rounding a corner, slides right back in. Knowing his opponent is significantly slower, Jackson watches Stevens pull himself back onto the apron and charges forward, nailing a running forearm.
Blackfront: Stevens is wobbled!
Ace: But he’s got hold of that top rope!
This helps the Scorpion keep his balance and not tumble off the apron. He blasts Jackson with a big right hand and uses the time gained to climb between the middle and top ropes. Sean, of course, is right back in his face, but Stevens is willing to eat a couple of shots, and wait for an opening for another knee to the gut. When Sean doubles over, Stevens hits the ropes, and comes back with a knee lift.
Blackfront: Stevens is answering everything thus far, and he’s starting to take control.
Ace: He’s taking initiative, Jason. This is a direction continuation of all we’ve seen from him these past few weeks, and it’s great to see him stepping up.
Sean is on the mat, and Stevens drops an elbow across his chest. After a second elbow drop, Scott takes Jackson up by the head, and after cracking his skull with a twelve-to-six elbow, he whips The Mental Rapist to the corner. Once there, Stevens mudhole stomps his opponent enough times to make him fall to the bottom turnbuckle. The Scorpion shows no hesitation in his next move.
Blackfront: Stevens is pushing his boot into Jackson’s windpipe, depriving Jackson of oxygen.
There’s no escape for Sean even when the referee finishes his count and orders Stevens to break the choke. Only the threat of disqualification draws Stevens away, and even then, it’s only for a moment.
Ace: And Scott is right back on him!
Stevens stomps down on Jackson again. Satisfied that he’s done enough damage, Stevens pulls Jackson to the middle of the ring, and yanks him up by the gut. With Sean by his side, Scott pulls back, pulling, gutwrenching his opponent through the air.
Blackfront: Gutwrench suplex!
Ace: What a move! And now the cover…
...1!
...2!
No! Sean kicks out!
Blackfront: Great move from Stevens, and it’s been all him so far! Sean Jackson has barely had a look-in!
Ace: Tell me about it, Jason! The Wildfire Champ is dominating proceedings, and The Mental Rapist’s recent funk continues!
Stevens sits-up after the kick-out, and immediately starts setting Jackson up for the next move. With a handful of hair, Stevens rises, but a gutpunch stalls him, and another loosens his grip enough for Jackson to break free.
Ace: Jackson lives!
Though he’s taken damage, Jackson has enough to front dropkick Stevens’ knee, sending the bigger man tumbling to the mat. Once there, Sean knows he has to capitalise, and does so by hitting the deck and applying a grounded sleeper.
Blackfront: Jackson looking to work his way back into this one by using some of his infamous technique-based offence here.
Ace: Smart move going after the oxygen supply. Stevens is known for his endurance, but if you can hinder a man of his size’s ability to breath, your chances of winning increase vastly.
Brute force let’s Stevens slowly start to rise, but Sean isn’t just going to let him take over. Sean kicks him in the back of the knee, buckling Stevens’ leg. After letting go of the sleeper, Jackson rushes past the knelt Stevens, and comes back with a big neckbreaker.
Blackfront: Stevens hits the mat!
Hooking the leg, Sean covers.
...1!
Stevens kicks out!
Sean doesn’t let him rise on his own accord, however, and attaches himself to Stevens like a limpet. He locks-in another tight sleeper, but Scott fights through it, backing Jackson into a corner. Sean sees this coming, however, and sits himself on the top rope, hammering on Stevens’ head with a couple of closed-fist shots. Stevens stumbles away, and Sean flies off, catching the back of his head with a flying elbow!
Ace: There’s the elbow! Sean usually uses that one to set-up Game Called Due to Darkness, but I’ve got a feeling there’s more work to be done here…
Blackfront: Indeed, Tommy. Stevens is a damage sponge: it’s gonna take more than this to finish him off.
Stevens is face-down on the mat, and slowly rising. Back on his feet, Jackson retreats to a corner, and goads his larger foe forward. Scott takes the bait and runs forward, but Sean ducks beneath the big boot, grabs Stevens’ head on the way past, and drills him with an inverted cutter!
Ace: Niiice! Sean is really in-control of this one now!
Instead of going for the cover, Sean grabs Stevens’ head and pulls him to a seated position. Once there, Jackson wraps an arm around his throat, and let’s his own body drop down to the mat when he pulls back.
Blackfront: Guillotine choke!
Ace: Damn, Jason! That looks tight!
Sean wrenches backwards, pulling with all he’s got. Stevens knows he’s in trouble straight away, and pushes his feet into the ground, relieving some of the pressure.
Blackfront: Stevens is fighting through it, though!
Once stable, Stevens summons every last drop of his upper body strength to pull Jackson from the mat…
Ace: Oh my God!
… and SLAM him back down again!
Blackfront: Scott Stevens able to get free. Can he use this to capitalize now?
Stevens pushes up before heading over to Jackson. As he bends down to grab Jackson by the head and begin pulling him up, Sean reaches up and grabs Scott's head pulling down as he drops to his knees cracking Stevens' jaw on the top of his head.
Ace: Oh, that's gotta hurt.
Scott falls back to a seated position, holding his mouth. As he does, Jackson rolls over and pushes up. Seeing Stevens sitting, Jackson charges forward, passing him. He hits the ropes and comes off with a rising knee, connecting to the back of Scott Stevens' head.
Blackfront: GAME CALLED DUE TO DARKNESS!
Jackson turns Stevens over and quickly covers him. The referee slides into position.
Ace: This one could be over Jason.
Blackfront: That's the way it looks! Two.. THREE!
The bell begins to sound.
Announcer: The winner of this match via pin fall.... SEAN... JAAACCCKKKSSSOOONNN!!!!!
Blackfront: Jackson with a huge non title win over the champion.
Ace: Well, he showed up tonight Jason. Everyone knows when Scott Stevens' opponent actually shows up, Scott Stevens can't win. Especially not when who he is facing is someone like Sean Jackson.
Jackson gets to his feet and raises a hand in victory.