Post by Jman2k3 on Jul 9, 2018 22:28:53 GMT
Bryan McVay: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
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 cheers than boos, as a siren wails throughout the PA system and “Forever” (Travis Barker remix) by Drake begins to play. The cheers intensify as the instrumental after the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas. Walking down the aisle, he fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers.
Bryan McVay: Introducing first, from Texas weighing in at 256 pounds, SCOTT STEEEEEEEVENS!
As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares towards the back, an icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: A lot of controversy surrounding the situation with Stevens not losing the tag titles last week. What a statement it will be if he can pull off a victory over Farthington.
Benny Newell: Fucking blow me Hoffhole! The only stinging feeling I am getting right now is the urge to scratch my fucking dick. Stevens is about as useful as a homeless guy trying to get jerked in a dark alleyway. You don’t suppose?…
When The Going Gets Tough by Billy Ocean hits as Cecilworth Farthington makes his way down the ramp with Dirk Dickwood.
Bryan McVay: And his opponent, from Buckinghamshire, United Kingdom, weighing in at 235 pounds, being accompanied to the ring by Dirk Dickwood, CECILWORTH FAAAAAAARTHINGTON!
Farthington slides in the ring and stares down Stevens.
Joe Hoffman: This is looking to be a good opening match!
Benny Newell: RAGE DRINK!
DING DING
The match starts as Farthington and Stevens lock up in the middle of the ring. Stevens knees Farthington and wrestles him into a headlock as Farthington tries to pull himself away. Stevens is strong with his grip and starts to pull his head in an up and down fashion.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens taking early control in this match.
Benny Newell: Hey look, it looks like Stevens is trying to force Farthington down on his cock!
Joe Hoffman: I’m not sure how you gathered that, but that’s…messed up!
Farthington has had enough as he lifts up Stevens and drops him behind with a side suplex. Farthington plants him into the mat and then drops him with a hard elbow to the face. Stevens is back to his feet as he tries to balance himself on his feet but Cecilworth is too much for him. Farthington comes back at him with a swinging neckbreaker that takes Stevens down hard. Farthington covers him.
ONE
TWO
Stevens kicks out quickly right at the two count.
Joe Hoffman: Cecilworth has Stevens right where he wants him.
Benny Newell: Has him where? Your seriously making this sound like a fucking gay love fest!
Farthington brings Stevens to his feet but Stevens catches him off guard with a Houston Sidekick. Stevens follows up with his own suplex and slams Farthington with a Belly to Belly. Stevens bounces off the ropes and drops Farthington with a leg drop. Stevens goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
Joe Hoffman: Another kick out. These two are trading similar blows. Very exciting match up!
Benny Newell: Just look at Farthington. That dumb fucking twat doesn’t know what to do without that DICK of a manager.
Dick of a manager or not, Farthington is able to make eye contact with him and Dirkwood gives him some words of encouragement. Farthington sends a few chops to the chest of Stevens before taking him down with a DDT. Farthington measures Stevens who is stumbling back to his feet. Farthington grabs him and plants him with the Aristocratic Oath. Farthington hooks the leg as Boettcher makes the count.
ONE
TWO
THR—
Stevens just barely is able to get the shoulder up! Farthington shakes his head as he drops a few knees into Stevens face to try to keep him down. He picks him back up and attempts the Worthless but Stevens knees him in the gut and hits the Toxic Sting out of nowhere.
Joe Hoffman: Toxic Sting! Toxic Sting!
Benny Newell: Where the fuck did that come from?!
Stevens rolls up Farthington quickly as Dirk looks on in horror.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
DING DING
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner, SCOTT STEEEEEEEVENS!
Joe Hoffman: Stevens with the BIG upset!
Benny Newell: Look at Dickwood, he can’t believe what just happened! I take that look and I can’t believe it’s FINALLY over!
Joe Hoffman: At any rate, that was a dang good match and you got to wonder what kind of win this is going to do for Stevens moving forward.
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 cheers than boos, as a siren wails throughout the PA system and “Forever” (Travis Barker remix) by Drake begins to play. The cheers intensify as the instrumental after the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas. Walking down the aisle, he fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers.
Bryan McVay: Introducing first, from Texas weighing in at 256 pounds, SCOTT STEEEEEEEVENS!
As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares towards the back, an icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: A lot of controversy surrounding the situation with Stevens not losing the tag titles last week. What a statement it will be if he can pull off a victory over Farthington.
Benny Newell: Fucking blow me Hoffhole! The only stinging feeling I am getting right now is the urge to scratch my fucking dick. Stevens is about as useful as a homeless guy trying to get jerked in a dark alleyway. You don’t suppose?…
When The Going Gets Tough by Billy Ocean hits as Cecilworth Farthington makes his way down the ramp with Dirk Dickwood.
Bryan McVay: And his opponent, from Buckinghamshire, United Kingdom, weighing in at 235 pounds, being accompanied to the ring by Dirk Dickwood, CECILWORTH FAAAAAAARTHINGTON!
Farthington slides in the ring and stares down Stevens.
Joe Hoffman: This is looking to be a good opening match!
Benny Newell: RAGE DRINK!
DING DING
The match starts as Farthington and Stevens lock up in the middle of the ring. Stevens knees Farthington and wrestles him into a headlock as Farthington tries to pull himself away. Stevens is strong with his grip and starts to pull his head in an up and down fashion.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens taking early control in this match.
Benny Newell: Hey look, it looks like Stevens is trying to force Farthington down on his cock!
Joe Hoffman: I’m not sure how you gathered that, but that’s…messed up!
Farthington has had enough as he lifts up Stevens and drops him behind with a side suplex. Farthington plants him into the mat and then drops him with a hard elbow to the face. Stevens is back to his feet as he tries to balance himself on his feet but Cecilworth is too much for him. Farthington comes back at him with a swinging neckbreaker that takes Stevens down hard. Farthington covers him.
ONE
TWO
Stevens kicks out quickly right at the two count.
Joe Hoffman: Cecilworth has Stevens right where he wants him.
Benny Newell: Has him where? Your seriously making this sound like a fucking gay love fest!
Farthington brings Stevens to his feet but Stevens catches him off guard with a Houston Sidekick. Stevens follows up with his own suplex and slams Farthington with a Belly to Belly. Stevens bounces off the ropes and drops Farthington with a leg drop. Stevens goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
Joe Hoffman: Another kick out. These two are trading similar blows. Very exciting match up!
Benny Newell: Just look at Farthington. That dumb fucking twat doesn’t know what to do without that DICK of a manager.
Dick of a manager or not, Farthington is able to make eye contact with him and Dirkwood gives him some words of encouragement. Farthington sends a few chops to the chest of Stevens before taking him down with a DDT. Farthington measures Stevens who is stumbling back to his feet. Farthington grabs him and plants him with the Aristocratic Oath. Farthington hooks the leg as Boettcher makes the count.
ONE
TWO
THR—
Stevens just barely is able to get the shoulder up! Farthington shakes his head as he drops a few knees into Stevens face to try to keep him down. He picks him back up and attempts the Worthless but Stevens knees him in the gut and hits the Toxic Sting out of nowhere.
Joe Hoffman: Toxic Sting! Toxic Sting!
Benny Newell: Where the fuck did that come from?!
Stevens rolls up Farthington quickly as Dirk looks on in horror.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
DING DING
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner, SCOTT STEEEEEEEVENS!
Joe Hoffman: Stevens with the BIG upset!
Benny Newell: Look at Dickwood, he can’t believe what just happened! I take that look and I can’t believe it’s FINALLY over!
Joe Hoffman: At any rate, that was a dang good match and you got to wonder what kind of win this is going to do for Stevens moving forward.