Post by Jman2k3 on Jul 1, 2018 5:32:50 GMT
Joe Hoffman: Welcome back to ringside, folks...we’ve brought you two contests so far...one was one sided, and the other was hotly contested...we’re all set to bring you match number three, and I’m sure that this one will be the greatest one of the night so far!
Benny Newell: Well, yeah, no fucking shit. We’ve had rookies all night so far, and now we’re onto a man who was once crowned Rookie of the Year, and another who’s done everything there is to fucking do in this federation. Of COURSE this match should be better.
Joe Hoffman: Indeed...on one side of the ring, we have Wilhelm Kael - cold, calculating...ruthless. A man who knows what he wants, and has a long term, carefully thought out plan to get it. And on the other? Scott Stevens. Granted, he has been in a little bit of a slump of late, but who knows when The Scorpion will snap that streak?
Benny Newell: Not tonight, Hoffman, not tonight. Granted, I’m not a fan of Kael right now what with him being on the wrong Team Best for War Games, but we both know he is one of the most decorated wrestlers in all of HOW history, and that he has earned each and every one of those accolades. So I honestly doubt that Stevens will break his slump tonight...I think he’s just going to get pushed even further into it.
Joe Hoffman: If you’re right, Benny, then that would make him even more likely to listen to the words of Kael, who seems to be grooming him as a pawn in his plans - he’s looking to use Stevens to destroy Shane Reynolds, given what went on with the two last week.
Benny Newell: And there’s nothing wrong with that! It’s an entirely sensible thing to get someone else to do your dirty work, if it’s possible!
Joe Hoffman: Well, I’ve always subscribed to the theory that it’s better to do things yourself if you can, but...I see where you’re coming from, Benny.
Benny Newell: Damn fucking straight you do! Because it’s a valid tactic, and it is one that Lee Best himself lives by!
Joe Hoffman: True enough. Anyway, we can debate the merits of Kael’s approach, or we can get on with things…
Benny Newell: Ya...let’s get on with things! I’d like to see a match with some wrestlers that I actually give a mild fuck about…
The camera cuts to McVay, who’s already beginning his introductions.
Bryan McVay: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
AFI’s Prelude 21 24 plays, heralding the arrival of Wilhelm Kael.
Bryan McVay: Coming to us from Arkham, Massachusetts and weighing in at two hundred fifty eight pounds….WILLLLLLLHELLLLLLMMMMMMMMM M KAAAAAAAELLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!
Kael makes his way into the ring, as his music is cut off, and the lights in the arena go out. Red lasers and spotlights light up the area. The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen, "Nothing survives my sting!" The crowd starts booing, but it’s not just a normal level of booing. It’s a booing of pure hatred. Chris Benoit level booing as an electric guitar wails throughout the PA system and the words of Dave Mustaine's voice echoes throughout the arena, "As I climb onto your back, I will promise not to sting. I will, tell you what you want to hear and not mean anything. Then I, treat you like a dog, as I shoot my venom in. You pretend you didn't know, that I am The Scorpion, whoa!" The jeering intensifies as the instrumental after the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out The Scorpion himself.
Bryan McVay: And his opponent, fighting out of Houston, Texas, and weighing in at two hundred fifty six pounds….”THE SCORPION” SCOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT STEEEEEEVENSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!
Walking down the aisle, he talks trash the entire way while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers. As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares down at the crowd, an icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: Both these wrestlers look like they want to pick up the victory, Benny…
Benny Newell: Ya, well, Kael wants to make sure everything is working smoothly as he’s on a run into War Games, and Stevens wants to snap his streak - of course they both want to win. Fucking duh.
Joe Hoffman: Got a prediction?
Benny Newell: Yeah - that I finish this bottle of Jack by the end of the match! DRINK!
We hear the signature sigh of Joe Hoffman right as HOW’s Senior Official, Matt Boettcher, calls for the bell to get this contest under way! There isn’t a tentative feeling out period - at least, not one that Scott Stevens is allowing as he immediately starts hurling fists at the head of Wilhelm! Kael is stunned by the sudden ferocity of the barrage of the man he has decided to groom, finding himself up against the ropes. He’s whipped off the ropes, and as soon as he rebounds back, he’s met by a stone armed lariat from the Scorpion, snapping him into the canvas! Clutching his jaw, Kael starts to pull himself up as Stevens hops up and down on the spot, waiting for Kael to get to his feet - and when he does, he gives him a smile.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens with that burst of offence at the start of the contest, looking to dictate the pace.
Benny Newell: Yeah...while Kael might have been unhinged when he was Max, as Wilhelm, he’s a lot more calculating - he probably expected this, and has gameplanned for it.
Joe Hoffman: Well, that’s something we’ll no doubt see as the contest goes on here tonight.
Benny Newell: Yeah, we will, no doubt. Though honestly, I expect that Kael will take control as this match goes on because, well...Stevens isn’t going to bring anything that Kael isn’t expecting.
Joe Hoffman: Yes, but if you see a truck coming at you on the highway, you know what’s coming - it’s not unexpected when it makes contact with your car - but you can’t do anything about it.
Benny Newell: Sure you can, if you’ve got a fucking brain - you get out of the fucking way!
Joe Hoffman: True enough, but sometimes you can’t get out of the way in time.
Benny Newell: Yeah, because you’re a fucking idiot. Kael isn’t a fucking idiot, no matter what else you want to say about the guy.
Stevens gestures at Kael to bring it, but Kael, still clutching his jaw, merely circles the man, not committing to anything yet. Stevens reaches in for a collar and elbow, but Kael ducks underneath it, popping up behind Stevens before he peppers the back of the Scorpion’s head with elbow after elbow! Stevens throws his hands behind his head, trying to fend off some of Kael’s blows, but Kael merely grabs a handful of hair and turns it into a reverse DDT! Stevens goes down hard, but is back up at nearly the same time as Kael! Kael however, seemed to be expecting it and rakes the eyes of Stevens, before he grabs Stevens’ head and takes him back to the canvas with a swinging neckbreaker! He goes for the early cover…
One…..
Two…..
No!
Stevens easily kicks out of the early pinfall attempt!
Joe Hoffman: And that’s why you can’t write Kael off right there…
Benny Newell: Wasn’t that what I was just saying, Hoffman?
Joe Hoffman: Indeed it was, Benny - but I felt after that switch in momentum, that it needed to be said again.
Benny Newell: Fucking douchebag. Ya know, Hoffman...I got no fucking idea how the fuck you got into the Hall of Fame. I really don’t.
Kael drags Stevens to his feet again, this time backing him up into a turnbuckle. He starts throwing a barrage of strikes, looking to keep The Scorpion off balance and unable to counter, but when he brings him out of the turnbuckle, Stevens was obviously less groggy than Kael thought he was as he starts to hurl fists right at Kael! The two exchange blows for a moment, until Kael reaches up and rakes Stevens eyes! Stevens staggers back, and again, Kael doesn’t allow him respite, immediately falling on him with yet more strikes, repeatedly headbutting him! This, finally, does leave Stevens groggy, so when the huge European Uppercut comes, it fells him! Kael again, drags him back up vertical, before he delivers a jawbreaker quickly followed by a neckbreaker, punctuating the series of moves by dropping a nasty elbow onto the back of Stevens head!
Joe Hoffman: Kael is just really pushing the advantage he has here in this contest, Benny.
Benny Newell: Yeah, because there’s a brain between his ears - though if he’s going to use it, now would be a good time to be thinking about ending this contest!
Joe Hoffman: I can’t disagree with you on that point, Benny…
He looks down at the prone form of Stevens, and again, drags him up - but Stevens fires back with a series of right hands! The sudden ferocity of Stevens attack stuns Kael, and it’s just a matter of moments before Stevens is planting him into the canvas with a spinebuster! He follows this up with a series of suplexes, building up momentum, looking to take the match to a place where he wants it to be! Houston We Have A Problem drops Kael right on his head, and clearly takes the calculating man out of the zone...Stevens watches him slowly pull himself back to his feet...and when he does, he looks for the Toxic Sting!
But Kael gets out of the way, and Stevens connects with nothing but air!
Joe Hoffman: I think this match is coming to it’s conclusion right here!
Benny Newell: Yeah, these two fuckers seem determined to end each other right here and now, Hoffman!
Joe Hoffman: That they do - who will prevail?!
Stevens gets back to his feet, and swings wildly at Kael...who ducks underneath! He pops up behind Stevens and quickly locks in Consequences! Stevens flails back and forth, trying to escape the hold, but to no avail! Eventually, he starts to fade...until he comes back one more time! But that just adds a look of barely controlled fury to Kael’s face as he wrenches on the hold even harder...and Stevens finally taps out!
Bryan McVay: And your winner...in 12 minutes, 34 seconds….WILHELLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM KAEEEEEEELLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Well, Kael picks up the victory that many expected him to, and Stevens slump continues!
Benny Newell: Ya, but the fucker gave everything he had, Hoffman. I may not like the dickhead, but you cannot fault his effort.
Joe Hoffman: That you can’t, Benny. Anyway, folks, that might have been the expected victory for Kael, but up next? ICON Championship. And I doubt that Scottywood will be easy prey for Shane Reynolds. Will we see a new ICON Champion? Find out after the break!
Benny Newell: Well, yeah, no fucking shit. We’ve had rookies all night so far, and now we’re onto a man who was once crowned Rookie of the Year, and another who’s done everything there is to fucking do in this federation. Of COURSE this match should be better.
Joe Hoffman: Indeed...on one side of the ring, we have Wilhelm Kael - cold, calculating...ruthless. A man who knows what he wants, and has a long term, carefully thought out plan to get it. And on the other? Scott Stevens. Granted, he has been in a little bit of a slump of late, but who knows when The Scorpion will snap that streak?
Benny Newell: Not tonight, Hoffman, not tonight. Granted, I’m not a fan of Kael right now what with him being on the wrong Team Best for War Games, but we both know he is one of the most decorated wrestlers in all of HOW history, and that he has earned each and every one of those accolades. So I honestly doubt that Stevens will break his slump tonight...I think he’s just going to get pushed even further into it.
Joe Hoffman: If you’re right, Benny, then that would make him even more likely to listen to the words of Kael, who seems to be grooming him as a pawn in his plans - he’s looking to use Stevens to destroy Shane Reynolds, given what went on with the two last week.
Benny Newell: And there’s nothing wrong with that! It’s an entirely sensible thing to get someone else to do your dirty work, if it’s possible!
Joe Hoffman: Well, I’ve always subscribed to the theory that it’s better to do things yourself if you can, but...I see where you’re coming from, Benny.
Benny Newell: Damn fucking straight you do! Because it’s a valid tactic, and it is one that Lee Best himself lives by!
Joe Hoffman: True enough. Anyway, we can debate the merits of Kael’s approach, or we can get on with things…
Benny Newell: Ya...let’s get on with things! I’d like to see a match with some wrestlers that I actually give a mild fuck about…
The camera cuts to McVay, who’s already beginning his introductions.
Bryan McVay: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
AFI’s Prelude 21 24 plays, heralding the arrival of Wilhelm Kael.
Bryan McVay: Coming to us from Arkham, Massachusetts and weighing in at two hundred fifty eight pounds….WILLLLLLLHELLLLLLMMMMMMMMM M KAAAAAAAELLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!
Kael makes his way into the ring, as his music is cut off, and the lights in the arena go out. Red lasers and spotlights light up the area. The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen, "Nothing survives my sting!" The crowd starts booing, but it’s not just a normal level of booing. It’s a booing of pure hatred. Chris Benoit level booing as an electric guitar wails throughout the PA system and the words of Dave Mustaine's voice echoes throughout the arena, "As I climb onto your back, I will promise not to sting. I will, tell you what you want to hear and not mean anything. Then I, treat you like a dog, as I shoot my venom in. You pretend you didn't know, that I am The Scorpion, whoa!" The jeering intensifies as the instrumental after the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out The Scorpion himself.
Bryan McVay: And his opponent, fighting out of Houston, Texas, and weighing in at two hundred fifty six pounds….”THE SCORPION” SCOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT STEEEEEEVENSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!
Walking down the aisle, he talks trash the entire way while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers. As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares down at the crowd, an icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: Both these wrestlers look like they want to pick up the victory, Benny…
Benny Newell: Ya, well, Kael wants to make sure everything is working smoothly as he’s on a run into War Games, and Stevens wants to snap his streak - of course they both want to win. Fucking duh.
Joe Hoffman: Got a prediction?
Benny Newell: Yeah - that I finish this bottle of Jack by the end of the match! DRINK!
We hear the signature sigh of Joe Hoffman right as HOW’s Senior Official, Matt Boettcher, calls for the bell to get this contest under way! There isn’t a tentative feeling out period - at least, not one that Scott Stevens is allowing as he immediately starts hurling fists at the head of Wilhelm! Kael is stunned by the sudden ferocity of the barrage of the man he has decided to groom, finding himself up against the ropes. He’s whipped off the ropes, and as soon as he rebounds back, he’s met by a stone armed lariat from the Scorpion, snapping him into the canvas! Clutching his jaw, Kael starts to pull himself up as Stevens hops up and down on the spot, waiting for Kael to get to his feet - and when he does, he gives him a smile.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens with that burst of offence at the start of the contest, looking to dictate the pace.
Benny Newell: Yeah...while Kael might have been unhinged when he was Max, as Wilhelm, he’s a lot more calculating - he probably expected this, and has gameplanned for it.
Joe Hoffman: Well, that’s something we’ll no doubt see as the contest goes on here tonight.
Benny Newell: Yeah, we will, no doubt. Though honestly, I expect that Kael will take control as this match goes on because, well...Stevens isn’t going to bring anything that Kael isn’t expecting.
Joe Hoffman: Yes, but if you see a truck coming at you on the highway, you know what’s coming - it’s not unexpected when it makes contact with your car - but you can’t do anything about it.
Benny Newell: Sure you can, if you’ve got a fucking brain - you get out of the fucking way!
Joe Hoffman: True enough, but sometimes you can’t get out of the way in time.
Benny Newell: Yeah, because you’re a fucking idiot. Kael isn’t a fucking idiot, no matter what else you want to say about the guy.
Stevens gestures at Kael to bring it, but Kael, still clutching his jaw, merely circles the man, not committing to anything yet. Stevens reaches in for a collar and elbow, but Kael ducks underneath it, popping up behind Stevens before he peppers the back of the Scorpion’s head with elbow after elbow! Stevens throws his hands behind his head, trying to fend off some of Kael’s blows, but Kael merely grabs a handful of hair and turns it into a reverse DDT! Stevens goes down hard, but is back up at nearly the same time as Kael! Kael however, seemed to be expecting it and rakes the eyes of Stevens, before he grabs Stevens’ head and takes him back to the canvas with a swinging neckbreaker! He goes for the early cover…
One…..
Two…..
No!
Stevens easily kicks out of the early pinfall attempt!
Joe Hoffman: And that’s why you can’t write Kael off right there…
Benny Newell: Wasn’t that what I was just saying, Hoffman?
Joe Hoffman: Indeed it was, Benny - but I felt after that switch in momentum, that it needed to be said again.
Benny Newell: Fucking douchebag. Ya know, Hoffman...I got no fucking idea how the fuck you got into the Hall of Fame. I really don’t.
Kael drags Stevens to his feet again, this time backing him up into a turnbuckle. He starts throwing a barrage of strikes, looking to keep The Scorpion off balance and unable to counter, but when he brings him out of the turnbuckle, Stevens was obviously less groggy than Kael thought he was as he starts to hurl fists right at Kael! The two exchange blows for a moment, until Kael reaches up and rakes Stevens eyes! Stevens staggers back, and again, Kael doesn’t allow him respite, immediately falling on him with yet more strikes, repeatedly headbutting him! This, finally, does leave Stevens groggy, so when the huge European Uppercut comes, it fells him! Kael again, drags him back up vertical, before he delivers a jawbreaker quickly followed by a neckbreaker, punctuating the series of moves by dropping a nasty elbow onto the back of Stevens head!
Joe Hoffman: Kael is just really pushing the advantage he has here in this contest, Benny.
Benny Newell: Yeah, because there’s a brain between his ears - though if he’s going to use it, now would be a good time to be thinking about ending this contest!
Joe Hoffman: I can’t disagree with you on that point, Benny…
He looks down at the prone form of Stevens, and again, drags him up - but Stevens fires back with a series of right hands! The sudden ferocity of Stevens attack stuns Kael, and it’s just a matter of moments before Stevens is planting him into the canvas with a spinebuster! He follows this up with a series of suplexes, building up momentum, looking to take the match to a place where he wants it to be! Houston We Have A Problem drops Kael right on his head, and clearly takes the calculating man out of the zone...Stevens watches him slowly pull himself back to his feet...and when he does, he looks for the Toxic Sting!
But Kael gets out of the way, and Stevens connects with nothing but air!
Joe Hoffman: I think this match is coming to it’s conclusion right here!
Benny Newell: Yeah, these two fuckers seem determined to end each other right here and now, Hoffman!
Joe Hoffman: That they do - who will prevail?!
Stevens gets back to his feet, and swings wildly at Kael...who ducks underneath! He pops up behind Stevens and quickly locks in Consequences! Stevens flails back and forth, trying to escape the hold, but to no avail! Eventually, he starts to fade...until he comes back one more time! But that just adds a look of barely controlled fury to Kael’s face as he wrenches on the hold even harder...and Stevens finally taps out!
Bryan McVay: And your winner...in 12 minutes, 34 seconds….WILHELLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM KAEEEEEEELLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Well, Kael picks up the victory that many expected him to, and Stevens slump continues!
Benny Newell: Ya, but the fucker gave everything he had, Hoffman. I may not like the dickhead, but you cannot fault his effort.
Joe Hoffman: That you can’t, Benny. Anyway, folks, that might have been the expected victory for Kael, but up next? ICON Championship. And I doubt that Scottywood will be easy prey for Shane Reynolds. Will we see a new ICON Champion? Find out after the break!