Post by Jman2k3 on Jul 1, 2018 5:00:33 GMT
Monday Night Mayhem returns at ringside, concentrating on the stage as we prepare for our next match.
Joe Hoffman: Welcome back from the commercial break, folks. We are just moments away from a Tag Team match which will be filled with tension. Ryan McKenna will team with his Refueled opponent, Chris Kostoff to form one of these teams, while Scott Stevens will team with Tara Davidson to form the other team and I'm sure nobody needs reminding of the acrimony between those two.
Benny Newell: Tara shoved her bloody jam rag down Stevens' throat, Joe.
The thought alone is enough to make Joe shudder, but the veteran commentator continues.
Joe Hoffman: This match seems destined to end in controversy, Benny, because it's surely just a matter of time before one, if not both of these teams unravel.
Benny Newell: Who fucking cares, Joe? This match is all about Satan's Love Pillows! Say it with me, Hoffman: TTTIIIIIITTTTIIIIIIEEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!
As Hoffman shakes his head in exasperation, the arena lights flicker for a moment, before pitting the arena in complete darkness.
Benny Newell: What the fuck is going on with the lights, Joe?!
Pantera's “Revolution Is My Name” hits and the fans rise to their feet in unison for the most respected and, equally, most feared man in the history of High Octane Wrestling.
Bryan McVay: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a Tag Team match and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Tampa, Florida...
A single white spotlight shines down on the stage and Chris Kostoff appears to a thunderous ovation. He looks on with a sadistic smile on his face and begins his walk towards the ring.
Bryan McVay: Weighing in at two-hundred and eighty-five pounds, he is a High Octane Wrestling Hall of Famer... Chris.... KOOOSSSSSTOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFF!!!!!
The fans cheer on once again as Kostoff slaps hands with a few fans on his way down the ramp.
Joe Hoffman: A great ovation here for the man that gave Ryan McKenna a taste of what to expect at Refueled just a couple of weeks ago on Monday Night Mayhem. Chris Kostoff looks fired up for this one, Benny!
Benny Newell: You know who else is fired up? Barbi. For Lee Best's ball-sack!
Joe Hoffman: Lee Best and Chris Kostoff's decade-long rivalry is the stuff of legends and I'm sure that a significant part of the Hall of Famer is happy to have out-lasted the HOW creator.
Benny Newell: I miss Lee... I need a drink.
As Kostoff reaches the ringside floor, Benny Newell pours himself another shot of Jack Daniel's.
Benny Newell: TO LEE!!!
After raising his glass in a toast to the former HOW owner, Benny knocks back the shot and immediately refills his glass. Chris Kostoff, meanwhile, enters the ring and begins his final warm-up for the match ahead. As his entrance music fades out, Bryan McVay begins his next introduction.
Bryan McVay: Introducing his Tag Team partner...
The lights flicker once more and a single bell chimes, as “Conflict's Chime” by Bravely Default booms out of the PA system.
Benny Newell: Seriously, someone fix the fucking lights!
The arena lights eventually come back on and Ryan McKenna stands on the stage, his arms raised above his head as the partisan crowd boos his arrival.
Joe Hoffman: Well, there's no doubt as to which of these two men the fans are backing tonight.
Benny Newell: These two fucksticks have the same entrance, Joe!
Joe Hoffman: They are remarkably similar. Could it be that Ryan McKenna selected this type of entrance to mock the HOW veteran?
Benny Newell: Could it be that one of these idiots need to change their entrance? Just get to Tara's Love Bubbles already!
Ryan McKenna begins his walk down the ramp, staring at the nearby fans with disdain as he walks.
Bryan McVay: From Glasgow, Scotland... Weighing in at two-hundred and five pounds...
McKenna jumps up onto the apron and gets into the ring, immediately climbing the nearest turnbuckle and beating his chest.
Bryan McVay: RRRRRRyyannnn.... McKENNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
McKenna raises his fists in the air, before turning his attention to Chris Kostoff. He stares at his Refueled opponent with an intense glare, which is matched by the former HOW World Champion.
Joe Hoffman: There is no love lost between these two, folks. Surely it is just a matter of time before this fragile team falls apart.
As McKenna's music stops, “The Scorpion” by Megadeth replaces it and the lights cut out once again.
Benny Newell: WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH THE GOD-DAMN LIGHTS?!?
As a light show illuminates the stage, the High Octane Vision screen lights up with the words “Nothing Survives My Sting!” and the crowd, despite his HOWrestling.com bio page stating that he's a face, begin to boo the impending arrival of Scott Stevens. The man who is not the ICON Champion despite, once again, his HOWrestling.com bio page insisting that he is, steps out from behind the curtain onto the stage.
Joe Hoffman: Scott Stevens is being given a highly negative reaction here tonight.
Benny Newell: That's because he hasn't updated his roster page in a while, Joe...
Bryan McVay: Introducing their opponents... First: From the entire state of Texas...
Stevens walks down the ramp, abusing the fans as he goes.
Bryan McVay: Weighing in at two-hundred and fifty-six pounds... “The Scorpion”... Scott... STEEEEEEEEEVVVEENNNNNNSSSSSS!!!!
The booing intensifies as Stevens slides into the ring, climbing the same turnbuckle that Ryan McKenna has recently vacated and stares out at the crowd, before turning his attention to his opponents, whom are situates in opposite corners of the ring. Referee Joel Hortega approaches Stevens as he steps down from the corner and instructs the big Texan to keep away from his opponents, as his music fades.
Joe Hoffman: Benny, the referee is doing a great job of keeping these guys away from each other as we await the entrance of our final competitor, Tara Davidson.
Benny Newell: That he is, Joe. Maybe now Mike Best won't fire him and force the Mexican fuck to sell Sombreros to provide for his 400 illegal kids...
Joe Hoffman: That's just racist, Benny. We've had enough of that recently, don't you think?
Benny Newell: Shut the fuck up, Joe! It's time for TITTIIIIIEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!
“Roman's Revenge” by Nicki Minaj hits and Tara Davidson steps out onto the stage.
Benny Newell: Here come the Bomboostas!
Joe Hoffman: Have you Google'd Euphamisms for Boobs, Benny?!
Benny Newell: I Google'd on her boobs last night, Joe!
Tara makes her way to the ring and slides in. She eyeballs first her opponents, then her tag team partner and referee Joel Hortega checks over the four competitors for foreign objects. Satisfied, he instructs one member of each team to step out of the ring, but the teams immediately begin to argue.
Joe Hoffman: Tensions are brewing already, Benny!
As Scott Stevens and Tara Davidson argue on one side of the ring, McKenna insists that he should begin the match in the other. Happy to let the newcomer make a fool of himself, Kostoff smiles, before stepping out of the ring.
Joe Hoffman: Chris Kostoff has been around a long time and he knows that this isn't something worth wasting his time over, Benny.
Benny Newell: Fuck Kostoff, Hoffman!
On the opposite side of the ring, Tara and Stevens continue to argue, until the referee finally orders Scott Stevens to leave the ring. Tara smirks as he steps out; happy to have won this round against her Refueled opponent. She gives him a mock wave goodbye and turns her attention to Ryan McKenna.
Joe Hoffman: Tara really is showing Scott Stevens absolutely no respect tonight, Benny.
Benny Newell: Fuck Stevens!
Benny takes another drink as Joel Hortega calls for the bell. Tara and McKenna immediately begin circling each other, before McKenna reached in for a Collar-and-Elbow Tie-up. Tara uses her speed advantage and ducks underneath, before delivering a sharp kick to the gut. McKenna takes a few steps back and smirks as Tara smiles from across the ring. They circle each other again and McKenna lunges forward once more, this time locking up with Tara and immediately using his weight and strength to his advantage, forcing Tara backwards into the corner. McKenna unloads with an elbow to the head and a few boots to the stomach, forcing Tara to double over, before locking his arms around his opponent and sending Tara sprawling across the ring with an overhead Belly-To-Belly Suplex.
Joe Hoffman: Beautiful move by Ryan McKenna.
Benny Newell: Beautiful titties...
Tara quickly gathers herself and jumps to her feet, but McKenna is already on the attack. He charges forward, jumping up to deliver a flying Clothesline and sending Tara back down to the mat. This time, she doesn't rise so easily and McKenna advances on her once again. He grabs Tara by the leg and immediately tries to roll her over...
Joe Hoffman: Single Leg Boston Crab!
Benny Newell: Of DOOOOMMMMM~!?
Joe Hoffman: No, Benny. Just a regular one.
McKenna locks in the hold and leans back with everything he's got, causing Tara to scream out in agony. She looks over towards Stevens for some assistance, but he simply shrugs and smiles as he watches his Refueled opponent struggle to stay in the match. McKenna wrenches back some more, but he momentarily loses his grip, just enough to lose his balance. He holds on once more, but the mistake is enough for Tara to power her way out, sending the Scot stumbling forward.
Joe Hoffman: That could be a costly mistake by Ryan McKenna!
Tara rises to her feet and immediately gets on the attack. She rushes forward, grabbing McKenna by the back of the head and delivering a vicious Running Bulldog! She immediately hops to her feet and, as McKenna struggles to regain a vertical base, Tara rushes towards the ropes. As she bounces off the ropes, Stevens tags himself in, unbeknownst to the roaring Tara. She channels her momentum into a superb dropkick to the side of McKenna's head as he reaches one knee, sending the HOW newcomer sprawling. Tara covers the Scot, but Hortega doesn't count. As Tara looks up at the referee, Scott Stevens grabs her by the hair and pulls her up. They exchange words, but before things get too heated, referee Hortega steps in between them and orders Tara out of the ring. Reluctantly, she steps out.
Joe Hoffman: Tara and Stevens are starting to come apart at the seams, Benny.
Benny Newell: So is Tara's top! SHOW ME THOSE TITS, BABY!!!
Stevens takes a moment to taunt his Tag Team partner, giving McKenna an opportunity to gather himself. He rises to his feet and rushes forward as Stevens turns around to face him, delivering a chop block to send Stevens tumbling. McKenna quickly rises up and heads over towards Kostoff, slapping the HOW veteran hard across the chest, tagging himself out. As Kostoff gets in, he stares at his team-mate for a moment, before turning his attention to Scott Stevens as McKenna steps out.
Joe Hoffman: Tensions are brewing between McKenna and Kostoff now, Benny!
Benny Newell: Scottish guy and old guy, Joe. Nobody fucking cares!
Benny takes another drink as Stevens rises to his feet, just in time to catch Kostoff's glare. They both step forward and meet each other in the center of the ring, trading blows for a moment as the crowd begins to stir. Kostoff eventually gains the advantage, forcing Stevens back with a series of stiff right hands, before bouncing the big Texan off the ropes and whipping him across the ring. As Stevens comes charging back, Kostoff lifts him up for a Spinebuster, only for Stevens to reverse it into an incredible DDT that plants Kostoff to the mat!
Joe Hoffman: What an incredible showing of agility from Scott Stevens!
Keeping on the attack, Stevens delivers a few stomps to Kostoff's back, before lifting the big man up to his feet. A couple of forearms to the head are followed up with a T-Bone Suplex that sends Kostoff sprawling across the ring. The veteran is slow to get back to his feet, and there isn't another quickfire bunch of punches, or some other wrestling move that's building to a triumphant climax - oh no, Scott Stevens is NOT a man for foreplay. Instead, he leaps into the air and grabs Kostoff by his head before he delivers the Toxic Sting!!! Kostoff crunches into the canvas as McKenna merely shakes his head on the apron, making absolutely no effort to help his now prone partner as Stevens covers him!
One....
Two......
Three!!!!
Bryan McVay: And your winners, in 9 minutes, 44 seconds, the team of Tara Davidson and Scott Stevens!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Well, Tara and Stevens might have functioned as a team, but Kostoff and McKenna? Barely even worthy of the name team.
Benny Newell: Yeah, well, what the fuck did you expect, Hoffman? The two of them fucking hate each other!
Joe Hoffman: Yeah...and I think we're about to see another example of that hate!
Stevens is still celebrating his win as McKenna slides into the ring, chair in hand. The Scorpion senses what's going on and quickly drops out, as Kostoff slowly comes around, getting back to his vertical base...when McKenna damn nearly beheads him with the Claymore!!! The veteran slaps against the canvas, clearly out of it, as McKenna arranges the chair. He drags Kostoff up by his hair, before he delivers the Scattershot, right onto the steel chair!! McKenna looks down at the now clearly out of it veteran of HOW with pure, undisguised contempt. McKenna then drops out the ring, and disappears up the ramp as we go back to our two commentators at ringside.
Benny Newell: Ya know, Hoffhole, I fucking LOVE watching that old fart get slapped around.
Joe Hoffman: You would, Benny...you would. Either way, McKenna certainly made an impact on the veteran here tonight, and I guess we're just going to have to wait and see what the rookie has to say about it. Anyway, folks, we've got to move on as I hear we are about to head backstage with Scottywood!
Joe Hoffman: Welcome back from the commercial break, folks. We are just moments away from a Tag Team match which will be filled with tension. Ryan McKenna will team with his Refueled opponent, Chris Kostoff to form one of these teams, while Scott Stevens will team with Tara Davidson to form the other team and I'm sure nobody needs reminding of the acrimony between those two.
Benny Newell: Tara shoved her bloody jam rag down Stevens' throat, Joe.
The thought alone is enough to make Joe shudder, but the veteran commentator continues.
Joe Hoffman: This match seems destined to end in controversy, Benny, because it's surely just a matter of time before one, if not both of these teams unravel.
Benny Newell: Who fucking cares, Joe? This match is all about Satan's Love Pillows! Say it with me, Hoffman: TTTIIIIIITTTTIIIIIIEEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!
As Hoffman shakes his head in exasperation, the arena lights flicker for a moment, before pitting the arena in complete darkness.
Benny Newell: What the fuck is going on with the lights, Joe?!
Pantera's “Revolution Is My Name” hits and the fans rise to their feet in unison for the most respected and, equally, most feared man in the history of High Octane Wrestling.
Bryan McVay: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a Tag Team match and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Tampa, Florida...
A single white spotlight shines down on the stage and Chris Kostoff appears to a thunderous ovation. He looks on with a sadistic smile on his face and begins his walk towards the ring.
Bryan McVay: Weighing in at two-hundred and eighty-five pounds, he is a High Octane Wrestling Hall of Famer... Chris.... KOOOSSSSSTOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFF!!!!!
The fans cheer on once again as Kostoff slaps hands with a few fans on his way down the ramp.
Joe Hoffman: A great ovation here for the man that gave Ryan McKenna a taste of what to expect at Refueled just a couple of weeks ago on Monday Night Mayhem. Chris Kostoff looks fired up for this one, Benny!
Benny Newell: You know who else is fired up? Barbi. For Lee Best's ball-sack!
Joe Hoffman: Lee Best and Chris Kostoff's decade-long rivalry is the stuff of legends and I'm sure that a significant part of the Hall of Famer is happy to have out-lasted the HOW creator.
Benny Newell: I miss Lee... I need a drink.
As Kostoff reaches the ringside floor, Benny Newell pours himself another shot of Jack Daniel's.
Benny Newell: TO LEE!!!
After raising his glass in a toast to the former HOW owner, Benny knocks back the shot and immediately refills his glass. Chris Kostoff, meanwhile, enters the ring and begins his final warm-up for the match ahead. As his entrance music fades out, Bryan McVay begins his next introduction.
Bryan McVay: Introducing his Tag Team partner...
The lights flicker once more and a single bell chimes, as “Conflict's Chime” by Bravely Default booms out of the PA system.
Benny Newell: Seriously, someone fix the fucking lights!
The arena lights eventually come back on and Ryan McKenna stands on the stage, his arms raised above his head as the partisan crowd boos his arrival.
Joe Hoffman: Well, there's no doubt as to which of these two men the fans are backing tonight.
Benny Newell: These two fucksticks have the same entrance, Joe!
Joe Hoffman: They are remarkably similar. Could it be that Ryan McKenna selected this type of entrance to mock the HOW veteran?
Benny Newell: Could it be that one of these idiots need to change their entrance? Just get to Tara's Love Bubbles already!
Ryan McKenna begins his walk down the ramp, staring at the nearby fans with disdain as he walks.
Bryan McVay: From Glasgow, Scotland... Weighing in at two-hundred and five pounds...
McKenna jumps up onto the apron and gets into the ring, immediately climbing the nearest turnbuckle and beating his chest.
Bryan McVay: RRRRRRyyannnn.... McKENNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
McKenna raises his fists in the air, before turning his attention to Chris Kostoff. He stares at his Refueled opponent with an intense glare, which is matched by the former HOW World Champion.
Joe Hoffman: There is no love lost between these two, folks. Surely it is just a matter of time before this fragile team falls apart.
As McKenna's music stops, “The Scorpion” by Megadeth replaces it and the lights cut out once again.
Benny Newell: WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH THE GOD-DAMN LIGHTS?!?
As a light show illuminates the stage, the High Octane Vision screen lights up with the words “Nothing Survives My Sting!” and the crowd, despite his HOWrestling.com bio page stating that he's a face, begin to boo the impending arrival of Scott Stevens. The man who is not the ICON Champion despite, once again, his HOWrestling.com bio page insisting that he is, steps out from behind the curtain onto the stage.
Joe Hoffman: Scott Stevens is being given a highly negative reaction here tonight.
Benny Newell: That's because he hasn't updated his roster page in a while, Joe...
Bryan McVay: Introducing their opponents... First: From the entire state of Texas...
Stevens walks down the ramp, abusing the fans as he goes.
Bryan McVay: Weighing in at two-hundred and fifty-six pounds... “The Scorpion”... Scott... STEEEEEEEEEVVVEENNNNNNSSSSSS!!!!
The booing intensifies as Stevens slides into the ring, climbing the same turnbuckle that Ryan McKenna has recently vacated and stares out at the crowd, before turning his attention to his opponents, whom are situates in opposite corners of the ring. Referee Joel Hortega approaches Stevens as he steps down from the corner and instructs the big Texan to keep away from his opponents, as his music fades.
Joe Hoffman: Benny, the referee is doing a great job of keeping these guys away from each other as we await the entrance of our final competitor, Tara Davidson.
Benny Newell: That he is, Joe. Maybe now Mike Best won't fire him and force the Mexican fuck to sell Sombreros to provide for his 400 illegal kids...
Joe Hoffman: That's just racist, Benny. We've had enough of that recently, don't you think?
Benny Newell: Shut the fuck up, Joe! It's time for TITTIIIIIEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!
“Roman's Revenge” by Nicki Minaj hits and Tara Davidson steps out onto the stage.
Benny Newell: Here come the Bomboostas!
Joe Hoffman: Have you Google'd Euphamisms for Boobs, Benny?!
Benny Newell: I Google'd on her boobs last night, Joe!
Tara makes her way to the ring and slides in. She eyeballs first her opponents, then her tag team partner and referee Joel Hortega checks over the four competitors for foreign objects. Satisfied, he instructs one member of each team to step out of the ring, but the teams immediately begin to argue.
Joe Hoffman: Tensions are brewing already, Benny!
As Scott Stevens and Tara Davidson argue on one side of the ring, McKenna insists that he should begin the match in the other. Happy to let the newcomer make a fool of himself, Kostoff smiles, before stepping out of the ring.
Joe Hoffman: Chris Kostoff has been around a long time and he knows that this isn't something worth wasting his time over, Benny.
Benny Newell: Fuck Kostoff, Hoffman!
On the opposite side of the ring, Tara and Stevens continue to argue, until the referee finally orders Scott Stevens to leave the ring. Tara smirks as he steps out; happy to have won this round against her Refueled opponent. She gives him a mock wave goodbye and turns her attention to Ryan McKenna.
Joe Hoffman: Tara really is showing Scott Stevens absolutely no respect tonight, Benny.
Benny Newell: Fuck Stevens!
Benny takes another drink as Joel Hortega calls for the bell. Tara and McKenna immediately begin circling each other, before McKenna reached in for a Collar-and-Elbow Tie-up. Tara uses her speed advantage and ducks underneath, before delivering a sharp kick to the gut. McKenna takes a few steps back and smirks as Tara smiles from across the ring. They circle each other again and McKenna lunges forward once more, this time locking up with Tara and immediately using his weight and strength to his advantage, forcing Tara backwards into the corner. McKenna unloads with an elbow to the head and a few boots to the stomach, forcing Tara to double over, before locking his arms around his opponent and sending Tara sprawling across the ring with an overhead Belly-To-Belly Suplex.
Joe Hoffman: Beautiful move by Ryan McKenna.
Benny Newell: Beautiful titties...
Tara quickly gathers herself and jumps to her feet, but McKenna is already on the attack. He charges forward, jumping up to deliver a flying Clothesline and sending Tara back down to the mat. This time, she doesn't rise so easily and McKenna advances on her once again. He grabs Tara by the leg and immediately tries to roll her over...
Joe Hoffman: Single Leg Boston Crab!
Benny Newell: Of DOOOOMMMMM~!?
Joe Hoffman: No, Benny. Just a regular one.
McKenna locks in the hold and leans back with everything he's got, causing Tara to scream out in agony. She looks over towards Stevens for some assistance, but he simply shrugs and smiles as he watches his Refueled opponent struggle to stay in the match. McKenna wrenches back some more, but he momentarily loses his grip, just enough to lose his balance. He holds on once more, but the mistake is enough for Tara to power her way out, sending the Scot stumbling forward.
Joe Hoffman: That could be a costly mistake by Ryan McKenna!
Tara rises to her feet and immediately gets on the attack. She rushes forward, grabbing McKenna by the back of the head and delivering a vicious Running Bulldog! She immediately hops to her feet and, as McKenna struggles to regain a vertical base, Tara rushes towards the ropes. As she bounces off the ropes, Stevens tags himself in, unbeknownst to the roaring Tara. She channels her momentum into a superb dropkick to the side of McKenna's head as he reaches one knee, sending the HOW newcomer sprawling. Tara covers the Scot, but Hortega doesn't count. As Tara looks up at the referee, Scott Stevens grabs her by the hair and pulls her up. They exchange words, but before things get too heated, referee Hortega steps in between them and orders Tara out of the ring. Reluctantly, she steps out.
Joe Hoffman: Tara and Stevens are starting to come apart at the seams, Benny.
Benny Newell: So is Tara's top! SHOW ME THOSE TITS, BABY!!!
Stevens takes a moment to taunt his Tag Team partner, giving McKenna an opportunity to gather himself. He rises to his feet and rushes forward as Stevens turns around to face him, delivering a chop block to send Stevens tumbling. McKenna quickly rises up and heads over towards Kostoff, slapping the HOW veteran hard across the chest, tagging himself out. As Kostoff gets in, he stares at his team-mate for a moment, before turning his attention to Scott Stevens as McKenna steps out.
Joe Hoffman: Tensions are brewing between McKenna and Kostoff now, Benny!
Benny Newell: Scottish guy and old guy, Joe. Nobody fucking cares!
Benny takes another drink as Stevens rises to his feet, just in time to catch Kostoff's glare. They both step forward and meet each other in the center of the ring, trading blows for a moment as the crowd begins to stir. Kostoff eventually gains the advantage, forcing Stevens back with a series of stiff right hands, before bouncing the big Texan off the ropes and whipping him across the ring. As Stevens comes charging back, Kostoff lifts him up for a Spinebuster, only for Stevens to reverse it into an incredible DDT that plants Kostoff to the mat!
Joe Hoffman: What an incredible showing of agility from Scott Stevens!
Keeping on the attack, Stevens delivers a few stomps to Kostoff's back, before lifting the big man up to his feet. A couple of forearms to the head are followed up with a T-Bone Suplex that sends Kostoff sprawling across the ring. The veteran is slow to get back to his feet, and there isn't another quickfire bunch of punches, or some other wrestling move that's building to a triumphant climax - oh no, Scott Stevens is NOT a man for foreplay. Instead, he leaps into the air and grabs Kostoff by his head before he delivers the Toxic Sting!!! Kostoff crunches into the canvas as McKenna merely shakes his head on the apron, making absolutely no effort to help his now prone partner as Stevens covers him!
One....
Two......
Three!!!!
Bryan McVay: And your winners, in 9 minutes, 44 seconds, the team of Tara Davidson and Scott Stevens!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Well, Tara and Stevens might have functioned as a team, but Kostoff and McKenna? Barely even worthy of the name team.
Benny Newell: Yeah, well, what the fuck did you expect, Hoffman? The two of them fucking hate each other!
Joe Hoffman: Yeah...and I think we're about to see another example of that hate!
Stevens is still celebrating his win as McKenna slides into the ring, chair in hand. The Scorpion senses what's going on and quickly drops out, as Kostoff slowly comes around, getting back to his vertical base...when McKenna damn nearly beheads him with the Claymore!!! The veteran slaps against the canvas, clearly out of it, as McKenna arranges the chair. He drags Kostoff up by his hair, before he delivers the Scattershot, right onto the steel chair!! McKenna looks down at the now clearly out of it veteran of HOW with pure, undisguised contempt. McKenna then drops out the ring, and disappears up the ramp as we go back to our two commentators at ringside.
Benny Newell: Ya know, Hoffhole, I fucking LOVE watching that old fart get slapped around.
Joe Hoffman: You would, Benny...you would. Either way, McKenna certainly made an impact on the veteran here tonight, and I guess we're just going to have to wait and see what the rookie has to say about it. Anyway, folks, we've got to move on as I hear we are about to head backstage with Scottywood!