Post by Jman2k3 on Jul 1, 2018 5:49:53 GMT
Joe Hoffman: And we are back ladies and gentlemen. We are moments away from a very important match. These match has a Sudden Death type of feel to it as the winner advances to the next stage of the Lee Best Invitational and the other will be sent home to ponder his luck next year.
Benny Newell: Stevens has Hoffman. It’s a guaranteed lock.
Joe Hoffman: Awfully confident aren’t we?
Benny Newell: The man lost to Diamond of all people, that right there is motivation enough.
Joe Hoffman: We shall see as Graystone taking on Scott Stevens takes place….RIGHT NOW!!!!
Benny Newell: DRINK!
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, "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 Venomous One.”
Joe Hoffman: Two weeks ago, Stevens suffered his first loss to Chris Diamond in his entire HOW career.
Benny Newell: Most men would have committed suicide after such a travesty, but Stevens isn’t most men.
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.
Bryan McVay: Introducing first, hailing from Houston, Texas and weighing in at 256lbs, he is “The Scorpion” SCOTTTTTTTTTTTTT STEEEEEEEEEEEVENSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!
The High Octane Vision flickers to life as the image shows a graveyard and fog begins to fill the arena. As the video continues to play comes upon a single gravestone, as it zooms in on the name, the name that is etched in stone is……GRAYSTONE.
Benny Newell: Fuck you loser!!!!
As the screen starts to back away from the tombstone, all of a sudden a hand pops up from the ground clawing for life. In the arena, a bolt of lightning hits the stage and the arena goes pinch black. After a few moments blue lights serenade the arena as Graystone appears on the stage.
Brian McVay: And his opponent, weighing in at 225lbs, from parts unknown, he is a former HOW world heavyweight champion. He is GRAAAAAAYSTOOOOONE!!!
As Graystone makes his way to the ring, Stevens doesn’t take his eyes off the Hall of Famer. As Graystone steps into the ring the regular lights come back on.
Joe Hoffman: Last week, Graystone failed to capture the ICON championship from John Sektor
Benny Newell: Well that's what happens when you suck Hoffman.
After Joel Hortega checks both men he calls for the bell.
Ding. Ding.
Stevens steps to the center of the ring and stares coldly at Graystone.
Joe Hoffman: By the expression on Stevens’ face he is not in the mood for games.
Benny Newell: He lost to Chris fucking Diamond Hoffhole! Would you be in a good mood if that happened to you?
Graystone meets him center ring and the two stare down one another.
Joe Hoffman: Whose going to make the first move here?
Stevens and Graystone continue to stare at one another before Stevens suddenly grabs Graystone and plants him in the center of the ring with a belly to belly suplex.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens into the cover.
Benny Newell: YES! YES! YES!
Uno.
Dos.
NO!
Graystone with a split second kickout.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens almost caught Graystone napping there as he shows his opponent that he was an inch away from victory.
Benny Newell: Well if that beaner laid off of the tamales and tacos and hit the fucking stair climber once in awhile Stevens would be moving on to the next stage of the LBI.
Graystone gets to his feet and the two lock horns and Gray tries to back Stevens against the ropes but Stevens throws him down to the mat. Graystone tries and second time and meets the same results as Stevens just looks down at his opponent and shakes his head.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone isn’t going to win the battle of strength with Stevens.
Benny Newell: He should just quit right now, save him the embarrassment of losing later.
Stevens and Graystone begin to circle one another.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone ducks underneath Stevens grab and rolls him up.
Uno.
Dos.
NO!
Stevens gets the shoulder up in the nick of time.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone showing Stevens he was inches from defeat.
Benny Newell: That arrogant bastard.
This enrages the man from Texas as he rushes in and attempts a wicked clothesline that hits nothing but air.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens with a huge miss there.
Stevens turns around and gets doubled over with a boot to the mid-section.
Joe Hoffman: Textbook suplex from Graystone.
Benny Newell: Whoopie. Drink.
Graystone follows up the suplex with a few elbow drops.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone with the cover.
Uno.
Dos.
Stevens easily kicks out.
Benny Newell: You’re going to have to do better than that you fuck.
Graystone bends down to pick up the Texan but Stevens grabs a hold of his arm and yanks him down.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens looking to put Graystone away with his crossface submission.
Benny Newell: Can the dead be sacrificed to the Scorpion Gods?
Graystone breaks the hold with the old rake to the eyes. As Stevens holds his eyes and stumbles around blindly, Graystone measures Stevens.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone has evil intention in his eyes here.
Benny Newell: Watch out Scorp! He’s going to try and rape you!
Gray waits for Stevens to come a little closer before unleashing a vicious super kick.
Benny Newell: Fuck you faggot! Stevens saw it coming a mile away.
Stevens just smiles as he has Graystone’s right leg and watches him jump up and down to maintain his balance as he walks around the ring with him. Stevens makes the throat slash gesture to signal that his end his near.
Benny Newell: FUCK!!!!
Graystone knocks Stevens silly as he drills him in the side of the head with an enzuiguri. Graystone pushes Stevens into the nearest corner and begins to light up The Scorpion’s chest like the 4th of July as “Woooooooos” fill the arena.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens is going to have some whelps on his scarred chest tomorrow.
Benny Newell: Yeah well, they may hurt now but he knows the cure.
Joe Hoffman: What’s that?
Benny Newell: Booze. Lots and lots of booze to dull the pain.
Joe Hoffman: Why do I even ask.
Benny Newell: Drink!
Graystone pulls Stevens forward a bit and slams him down onto the mat with a body slam.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone slowly climbing the ropes, what does he have in mind here?
Benny Newell: Hopefully suicide Joe.
As Graystone gets perched he immediately feels a sting in his nether regions as he gets crouch on the top turnbuckle for taking his time.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens on the attack.
Stevens climbs up the ropes and tries to grab but gets sent flying down to the mat from a sick uppercut.
Benny Newell: Was that Stevens’ tooth?
Joe Hoffman: Probably.
Graystone still sits on the turnbuckle trying to catch his breath but the wind gets knocked out of him as Stevens rushes into and brings him to the mat with an overhead belly to belly suplex.
Joe Hoffman: My God!!! Both of these men are giving it their all here tonight folks.
As both men lay on the canvas, Hortega begins his count.
1.
2.
3.
4.
Both men begin to stir and pull themselves up.
5.
Stevens is up.
6.
7.
Graystone is up.
Benny Newell: Fuck him up Scorp!
Both men begin to trade rights in the center of the ring before Stevens kicks Graystone in the gut to double him over. Stevens places Graystone’s head between his legs.
Scott Stevens: It’s over!!!!
Stevens yells out towards the crowd as they reign down the boos.
Benny Newell: Yeah tell them!
The Texan lifts Gray for the match ending power bomb.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone not going down without a fight. Stevens is beginning to wobble from those punches.
Graystone is able to free himself and runs in for a clothesline.
Benny Newell: You missed you fuck!
As Graystone turns around, Stevens immediately picks him up and spins him around.
Joe Hoffman: SCORPION DRIVER!!!!!
Benny Newell: PIN HIM! PIN HIM!!!
As if on command, Stevens slides into the cover hooking both legs, but there is no one to make the count.
Joe Hoffman: No ref Benny. The swing by Stevens to hit his move the ref was taken out by Graystone’s feet.
Benny Newell: Fucking beaner sleeping on the job. DEPORT HIS ASS BACK TO CANADA!
Stevens looks around and sees the ref knocked out and goes over. The frustration begins to build on Stevens’ face as his attempts to wake up Hortega have failed.
Joe Hoffman: What is Stevens doing?
Benny Newell: Winning by any means necessary Hoffman.
Stevens slides back into the ring with a steel chair in hand and yells for Graystone to get up.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens is measuring him here.
Benny Newell: Scramble his brains Stevens!
As Graystone turns around Stevens swings and misses.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone barely escapes the chair shot.
Benny Newell: He won’t Houdini his way out of the next…..what the hell?!?
As Stevens turns around he tosses the chair to Graystone and hits the mat like a sack of potatoes and begins to hold his face in pain.
Benny Newell: Brilliant.
As Graystone looks at Stevens in confusion, Hortega spins him around and begins to speak that gibberish to him.
Joe Hoffman: Hortega thinks Graystone used the chair on Stevens.
Benny Newell: He clearly did as you can see Stevens laying on the mat in pain Hoffman.
Joe Hoffman: I think you got a little brown stuff on your nose there.
As Hortega grabs the chair from Graystone and goes to place it back outside the ring, Stevens drills Gray with a low blow and rolls him up.
Joe Hoffman: NOT THIS WAY! NOT THIS WAY!!!
UNO.
DOS.
TRES!!!!!!
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Benny Newell: BULL FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Graystone is able to slip out at the very last second.
Stevens slaps the mat in frustration and hops to his feet and waits for his pray.
Joe Hoffman: The end looks near for Graystone here Benny.
Benny Newell: Good. He needs to return home. I hear the coffee can was getting lonely.
Stevens with a boot to the stomach.
Benny Newell: Toxic Sting time.
Joe Hoffman: Not so fast Benny.
Graystone blocks the stunner and locks in a quick sleeper before transitioning to his next move.
Benny Newell: God dammit!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Desperate times call for DESPERATION and he just nailed it.
Benny Newell: I hate you so much right now. What the hell is he doing?
Graystone drills Stevens with his reverse implant DDT but instead of letting go of the hold he keeps it locked in as he lays on top for the cover.
Joe Hoffman: Well he did say he was going to squeeze the life out of him and he pinned him. So I guess that is why he has the dragon sleeper locked in as he lays on top and holds him down.
Hortega slides down and begins to pound the mat.
Uno.
Stevens continues to fight but the more he struggles the weaker his attempts get.
Dos.
Stevens once flailing legs slowly go numb as Hortega hits the mat for the last time.
Tres.
Graystone releases the hold and Hortega holds his arm up in victory.
Brian McVay: And your winner......GRAAAAAAYSTOOOOONE!!!
Joe Hoffman: Graystone has done it! He has beaten Scott Stevens and advanced to the next round.
Benny Newell: Whatever.
Joe Hoffman: Don’t mind my partner ladies and gentlemen as we just witnessed a heck of a match here tonight and it’s only going to get better as we have Mike Best taking on Evan Ward as well as the two bitter enemies of Christopher America and David Black.
Benny Newell: All I know is Hoffman is this won’t set well with Lee and someone will probably suffer his wrath here tonight.
Benny Newell: Stevens has Hoffman. It’s a guaranteed lock.
Joe Hoffman: Awfully confident aren’t we?
Benny Newell: The man lost to Diamond of all people, that right there is motivation enough.
Joe Hoffman: We shall see as Graystone taking on Scott Stevens takes place….RIGHT NOW!!!!
Benny Newell: DRINK!
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, "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 Venomous One.”
Joe Hoffman: Two weeks ago, Stevens suffered his first loss to Chris Diamond in his entire HOW career.
Benny Newell: Most men would have committed suicide after such a travesty, but Stevens isn’t most men.
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.
Bryan McVay: Introducing first, hailing from Houston, Texas and weighing in at 256lbs, he is “The Scorpion” SCOTTTTTTTTTTTTT STEEEEEEEEEEEVENSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!
The High Octane Vision flickers to life as the image shows a graveyard and fog begins to fill the arena. As the video continues to play comes upon a single gravestone, as it zooms in on the name, the name that is etched in stone is……GRAYSTONE.
Benny Newell: Fuck you loser!!!!
As the screen starts to back away from the tombstone, all of a sudden a hand pops up from the ground clawing for life. In the arena, a bolt of lightning hits the stage and the arena goes pinch black. After a few moments blue lights serenade the arena as Graystone appears on the stage.
Brian McVay: And his opponent, weighing in at 225lbs, from parts unknown, he is a former HOW world heavyweight champion. He is GRAAAAAAYSTOOOOONE!!!
As Graystone makes his way to the ring, Stevens doesn’t take his eyes off the Hall of Famer. As Graystone steps into the ring the regular lights come back on.
Joe Hoffman: Last week, Graystone failed to capture the ICON championship from John Sektor
Benny Newell: Well that's what happens when you suck Hoffman.
After Joel Hortega checks both men he calls for the bell.
Ding. Ding.
Stevens steps to the center of the ring and stares coldly at Graystone.
Joe Hoffman: By the expression on Stevens’ face he is not in the mood for games.
Benny Newell: He lost to Chris fucking Diamond Hoffhole! Would you be in a good mood if that happened to you?
Graystone meets him center ring and the two stare down one another.
Joe Hoffman: Whose going to make the first move here?
Stevens and Graystone continue to stare at one another before Stevens suddenly grabs Graystone and plants him in the center of the ring with a belly to belly suplex.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens into the cover.
Benny Newell: YES! YES! YES!
Uno.
Dos.
NO!
Graystone with a split second kickout.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens almost caught Graystone napping there as he shows his opponent that he was an inch away from victory.
Benny Newell: Well if that beaner laid off of the tamales and tacos and hit the fucking stair climber once in awhile Stevens would be moving on to the next stage of the LBI.
Graystone gets to his feet and the two lock horns and Gray tries to back Stevens against the ropes but Stevens throws him down to the mat. Graystone tries and second time and meets the same results as Stevens just looks down at his opponent and shakes his head.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone isn’t going to win the battle of strength with Stevens.
Benny Newell: He should just quit right now, save him the embarrassment of losing later.
Stevens and Graystone begin to circle one another.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone ducks underneath Stevens grab and rolls him up.
Uno.
Dos.
NO!
Stevens gets the shoulder up in the nick of time.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone showing Stevens he was inches from defeat.
Benny Newell: That arrogant bastard.
This enrages the man from Texas as he rushes in and attempts a wicked clothesline that hits nothing but air.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens with a huge miss there.
Stevens turns around and gets doubled over with a boot to the mid-section.
Joe Hoffman: Textbook suplex from Graystone.
Benny Newell: Whoopie. Drink.
Graystone follows up the suplex with a few elbow drops.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone with the cover.
Uno.
Dos.
Stevens easily kicks out.
Benny Newell: You’re going to have to do better than that you fuck.
Graystone bends down to pick up the Texan but Stevens grabs a hold of his arm and yanks him down.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens looking to put Graystone away with his crossface submission.
Benny Newell: Can the dead be sacrificed to the Scorpion Gods?
Graystone breaks the hold with the old rake to the eyes. As Stevens holds his eyes and stumbles around blindly, Graystone measures Stevens.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone has evil intention in his eyes here.
Benny Newell: Watch out Scorp! He’s going to try and rape you!
Gray waits for Stevens to come a little closer before unleashing a vicious super kick.
Benny Newell: Fuck you faggot! Stevens saw it coming a mile away.
Stevens just smiles as he has Graystone’s right leg and watches him jump up and down to maintain his balance as he walks around the ring with him. Stevens makes the throat slash gesture to signal that his end his near.
Benny Newell: FUCK!!!!
Graystone knocks Stevens silly as he drills him in the side of the head with an enzuiguri. Graystone pushes Stevens into the nearest corner and begins to light up The Scorpion’s chest like the 4th of July as “Woooooooos” fill the arena.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens is going to have some whelps on his scarred chest tomorrow.
Benny Newell: Yeah well, they may hurt now but he knows the cure.
Joe Hoffman: What’s that?
Benny Newell: Booze. Lots and lots of booze to dull the pain.
Joe Hoffman: Why do I even ask.
Benny Newell: Drink!
Graystone pulls Stevens forward a bit and slams him down onto the mat with a body slam.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone slowly climbing the ropes, what does he have in mind here?
Benny Newell: Hopefully suicide Joe.
As Graystone gets perched he immediately feels a sting in his nether regions as he gets crouch on the top turnbuckle for taking his time.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens on the attack.
Stevens climbs up the ropes and tries to grab but gets sent flying down to the mat from a sick uppercut.
Benny Newell: Was that Stevens’ tooth?
Joe Hoffman: Probably.
Graystone still sits on the turnbuckle trying to catch his breath but the wind gets knocked out of him as Stevens rushes into and brings him to the mat with an overhead belly to belly suplex.
Joe Hoffman: My God!!! Both of these men are giving it their all here tonight folks.
As both men lay on the canvas, Hortega begins his count.
1.
2.
3.
4.
Both men begin to stir and pull themselves up.
5.
Stevens is up.
6.
7.
Graystone is up.
Benny Newell: Fuck him up Scorp!
Both men begin to trade rights in the center of the ring before Stevens kicks Graystone in the gut to double him over. Stevens places Graystone’s head between his legs.
Scott Stevens: It’s over!!!!
Stevens yells out towards the crowd as they reign down the boos.
Benny Newell: Yeah tell them!
The Texan lifts Gray for the match ending power bomb.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone not going down without a fight. Stevens is beginning to wobble from those punches.
Graystone is able to free himself and runs in for a clothesline.
Benny Newell: You missed you fuck!
As Graystone turns around, Stevens immediately picks him up and spins him around.
Joe Hoffman: SCORPION DRIVER!!!!!
Benny Newell: PIN HIM! PIN HIM!!!
As if on command, Stevens slides into the cover hooking both legs, but there is no one to make the count.
Joe Hoffman: No ref Benny. The swing by Stevens to hit his move the ref was taken out by Graystone’s feet.
Benny Newell: Fucking beaner sleeping on the job. DEPORT HIS ASS BACK TO CANADA!
Stevens looks around and sees the ref knocked out and goes over. The frustration begins to build on Stevens’ face as his attempts to wake up Hortega have failed.
Joe Hoffman: What is Stevens doing?
Benny Newell: Winning by any means necessary Hoffman.
Stevens slides back into the ring with a steel chair in hand and yells for Graystone to get up.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens is measuring him here.
Benny Newell: Scramble his brains Stevens!
As Graystone turns around Stevens swings and misses.
Joe Hoffman: Graystone barely escapes the chair shot.
Benny Newell: He won’t Houdini his way out of the next…..what the hell?!?
As Stevens turns around he tosses the chair to Graystone and hits the mat like a sack of potatoes and begins to hold his face in pain.
Benny Newell: Brilliant.
As Graystone looks at Stevens in confusion, Hortega spins him around and begins to speak that gibberish to him.
Joe Hoffman: Hortega thinks Graystone used the chair on Stevens.
Benny Newell: He clearly did as you can see Stevens laying on the mat in pain Hoffman.
Joe Hoffman: I think you got a little brown stuff on your nose there.
As Hortega grabs the chair from Graystone and goes to place it back outside the ring, Stevens drills Gray with a low blow and rolls him up.
Joe Hoffman: NOT THIS WAY! NOT THIS WAY!!!
UNO.
DOS.
TRES!!!!!!
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Benny Newell: BULL FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Graystone is able to slip out at the very last second.
Stevens slaps the mat in frustration and hops to his feet and waits for his pray.
Joe Hoffman: The end looks near for Graystone here Benny.
Benny Newell: Good. He needs to return home. I hear the coffee can was getting lonely.
Stevens with a boot to the stomach.
Benny Newell: Toxic Sting time.
Joe Hoffman: Not so fast Benny.
Graystone blocks the stunner and locks in a quick sleeper before transitioning to his next move.
Benny Newell: God dammit!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Desperate times call for DESPERATION and he just nailed it.
Benny Newell: I hate you so much right now. What the hell is he doing?
Graystone drills Stevens with his reverse implant DDT but instead of letting go of the hold he keeps it locked in as he lays on top for the cover.
Joe Hoffman: Well he did say he was going to squeeze the life out of him and he pinned him. So I guess that is why he has the dragon sleeper locked in as he lays on top and holds him down.
Hortega slides down and begins to pound the mat.
Uno.
Stevens continues to fight but the more he struggles the weaker his attempts get.
Dos.
Stevens once flailing legs slowly go numb as Hortega hits the mat for the last time.
Tres.
Graystone releases the hold and Hortega holds his arm up in victory.
Brian McVay: And your winner......GRAAAAAAYSTOOOOONE!!!
Joe Hoffman: Graystone has done it! He has beaten Scott Stevens and advanced to the next round.
Benny Newell: Whatever.
Joe Hoffman: Don’t mind my partner ladies and gentlemen as we just witnessed a heck of a match here tonight and it’s only going to get better as we have Mike Best taking on Evan Ward as well as the two bitter enemies of Christopher America and David Black.
Benny Newell: All I know is Hoffman is this won’t set well with Lee and someone will probably suffer his wrath here tonight.