Post by Jman2k3 on Oct 11, 2020 17:43:39 GMT
#6 Steve Harrison vs. #22 Scott Stevens
We cut back live inside The Best Arena for our next match…
DING! DING! DING! DING!
Bryan McVay: The following Contest is scheduled for one fall!
“Take the Money and Run,” By The Steve Miller Man starts to play and the curtain flies open. Steve Harrison walks out with his arms in the air, a smirk across his face. He begins walking towards the rings and begins waving at that crowd who return his waves with boos and indifference. The smirk begins to fade after hearing the response so the Miracle Man begins jawing back at some of the audience and pointing to himself yelling over and over “ME, ME, ME!.” Steve walks faster to the ring, his smirk now a scowl, he enters the rings and leans against one of the turnbuckles and begins talking to himself, his face becoming red in anger.
Bryan McVay: Introducing first, from Fairfax, Virginia weighing in at 245 pounds, he is “The Miracle” Steven Harrison!!!!!
Benny Newell: Joe, I’ve got one question for you….DO YOU BELIEVE IN MIRACLES? Because I do! After the undefeated Steve Harrison destroys the Lonesome Loser right here tonight on Refueled, Scott Stevens will be choking down his well-done steaks through a straw at a hospital thanks to The Miracle!
Joe Hoffman: Been drinking too much Jack Daniels tonight, Benny? You forget Scott Stevens is a former World Champion. This is a warmup match for Rumble at the Rock when Harrison takes on Cool Cancer Jiles for a shot at the LSD Championship. Harrison doesn’t have an easy match.
Benny Newell: It’s fucking Stevens!!!! Harrison will find a way to fuck him up Hoffhole. Just like he will do to Jiles at the Pay Per View.
“Dead Man Walking” by Crucfix (feat. The Lacs) hits and Stevens rushes down the entrance ramp sporting a face mask courtesy of Mike Best. Stevens slaps hands with the fans as Bryan McVay introduces him and Joel Hortega makes his way to the ring.
Bryan McVay: And his opponent tonight, ailing from Houston, Texas; weighing in at 256 pounds; please welcome SCOTT STEEEEEEEEEVENS!
Harrison stares at Stevens for a moment before he points and laughs at Stevens’ face mask.
Benny Newell: God damn look what Mike Best did to Scott Stevens! He fucking looks hideous with that damn face mask on! Laugh at him Miracle! Laugh! It perfectly resembles Stevens’ 1-10 record since returning to HOW!
Joe Hoffman: You’re writing Stevens off here, man. Look what’s happened in Stevens’ history in HOW. JPD wrote him off and he won the World Championship. He’s held the ICON, Tag, and held various other accomplishments, Benny. Don’t let your Jack Daniels talk for you.
Benny Newell: Stevens couldn’t even harm a fly! And with a face like that.
WHAM?!
Scott Stevens grows tired of Steve Harrison’s mocking and immediately headbutts him with the mask. Harrison starts stumbling and Stevens sets up for his Remember the Alamo Superkick and connects immediately with Harrison’s jaw.
Joe Hoffman: You were saying, Benny? Scott Stevens looks like he’s hungry and pissed off tonight after taking loss after loss. This could be his night.
Hortega goes down for the cover:
¡UNO!
¡DOS!
TRE…
Harrison puts his foot on the rope and Hortega screams out ¡Rotura de cuerda! Stevens immediately gets in Hortega’s face and lectures him about counting faster while Harrison rolls out of the ring to catch his breath for a moment.
Joe Hoffman: Harrison’s eyes barely rolled up into his forehead. I would be mad at Hortega too!
Benny Newell: Stoovins needs to take his focus off Hortega and focus solely on Harrison. He’s getting rested for round two right now.
Stevens shirks Hortega and slides to the outside. Out of desperation, Harrison then rakes Stevens straight in the eyes. He grabs Stevens and yanks him by his hair over towards the steel steps before slamming Stevens face first into the steps. Harrison then takes his knee and drops it down on the back of Stevens head placing pressure on Stevens’ broken nose. After smiling devilishly, Harrison takes Stevens and sends him shoulder first into the ring post as Hortega’s count becomes more audible:
¡Cinco!
¡Seis!
¡Siete!
¡Ocho!
Stevens slowly hobbles back to his feet and rolls into the ring, but Harrison doesn’t wait and goes on the attack to Stevens face with a fury of forearms straight at Stevens face. Stevens stays under the rope and Hortega pulls Harrison off. Harrison taunts the crowd who continue to boo him unmercifully.
Benny Newell: That’s what a future LSD Champion looks like Hoffhole. He doesn’t show his opponents mercy. First, he’s destroying what’s left of Stevens’ ugly mug tonight then he’s going to use Doozer to his advantage to shatter the spirit of Cool Cancer Jiles. This man will be holding gold soon, mark my words!
Joe Hoffman: You got a little something on that nose of yours, Benny!
Harrison allows Stevens to pull himself back to his base, but again goes on the offense trying to hit him with his shitty looking STF, but Stevens holds on the ropes. Stevens grabs Harrison and whips him against the ropes before hitting his patented Double S spinebuster stiff to the mat changing the momentum. Stevens mounts Harrison and just assaults him with lefts and rights before Harrison shoves him off. Harrison gets back up, but Stevens nails him with a stiff looking Discuss Clothesline and sends him flying into the turnbuckle. Stevens rushes towards Harrison with all his might and nails a Stinger Splash in the corner. Stevens then nails chop after chop against Harrison’s chest leaving big red welts on it. Stevens jumps on the turnbuckle before hitting punches to Harrison’s face, but before he can nail a few more good measure, Harrison sizes Stevens up, whirls him around and hits a picture-perfect Belly to Belly Suplex. Harrison tries to hit a Belly to Back Suplex, but Stevens lands on his feet and grabs Harrison and nails his Houston We Have a Problem Death Valley Driver.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens has made a comeback against Harrison. He’s been unleashing fire on him.
Benny Hoffman: Come on, Harrison! Send Stevens back to Stevens ranch! Hit him so hard he thinks he’s a Dallas Cowboys fan!
Stevens goes for the cover:
¡UNO!
¡DOS!
Harrison kicks out of the cover with all his might to the surprise of Stevens. Angrily, Stevens yanks Harrison off the mat and tries to force him into the Toxic Sting Diamond Cutter, but Harrison attempts to push Stevens in Hortega, but Stevens stops himself from colliding into Hortega. He apologies before Harrison sneakily lands a low blow straight into Stevens. Harrison doesn’t hesitate in hoisting Stevens straight up into the air and nailing a stiff brain buster onto him. He then locks Stevens into a Dragon Sleeper in the middle of the ring. Stevens struggles as the crowd continues to get behind him and clap as he struggles. Finally, Stevens is able to slowly pull himself back up, but Harrison elbows Stevens in his ear and nails a Side Russian Leg Sweep on him. Harrison grabs Stevens and lands another belly to belly suplex on him. He continues to hit suplex after suplex from his arsenal on Stevens. Harrison watches Stevens slowly move to the corner turnbuckle and sets up for the Enlightenment, eyes widening.
Joe Hoffman: Harrison’s going to finish Stevens off here with this one!
Benny Newell: No, Joe! He’s going to Enlighten Stoovins! He’s going to make him see how great the world around him is besides that shitty Texas land he and his family live on! That’s something we can drink about!!!!
WHAM!
Joe Hoffman: Harrison’s knee collided with the turnbuckle! Stevens’ is about to unload his FIST and…
BOOM!
Benny Newell: Harrison wastes no time in letting that Adrenaline sink in and chop block Stevens right at the knee! He’s hobbling on his knee right now. Here, Miracle! Jack will save you!
Harrison hobbles around the ring for a moment as Stevens tries to come at him again. Harrison picks Stevens up with a stiff spinebuster and plants Scott straight down on the mat with a spinebuster with authority. Harrison crumples as Stevens holds his back. Hortega begins his count:
¡Uno!
¡Dos!
¡Tres!
¡Quatro!
Slowly but surely, Stevens uses the ropes to pull himself back up to his base. Harrison continues to grab his knee in pain.
¡Cinco!
¡Seis!
Stevens walks over towards Harrison to try and lock in the Venomous Wrath Crossface, but Harrison takes his thumb and shoves it straight into Stevens’ eye. Harrison slowly pulls himself off the mat and charges at Stevens, crashing his knee straight into the back of Stevens neck to Enlightenment. Harrison then picks Stevens up and signals for the finish. He picks Scott Stevens up and hits him with the It’s a Harricle Suplex with much authority. Harrison signals towards Hortega who begins to count the fall:
¡UNO!
¡DOS!
¡TRES!
DING! DING! DING! DING!
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner of the match via pinfall: “THE MIRACLE” STEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE HAAAAAAARRISON!
Benny Newell leaps from the announcer’s desk and does his terrible rendition of singing….it’s more of him slurring his words half drunk.
Benny Newell: I believe in miracles…
Joe Hoffman: I swear if you finish that line of the song…
Benny Newell: You shut up and respect our future number 1 contender, Hoffhole! I told you! I told the world that Steve Harrison would extend his record to 7-0, but you wouldn’t listen. Look at that Jiles! Look at what denomination looks like. This is what miracles look like! Not your shitty miracle win for that LSD Championship you once held. This man embodies it!
Joe Hoffman: I’ll give it to you, Benny. I held on to hope for our former HOW World Champion, but it seems Harrison’s looking primed to win that #1 Contender’s Match at Rumble at the Rock. What’s Jiles going to show us when he takes on Zeb Martin up next?
Benny Newell: Who cares? He’s an egg sucking baffoon! I don’t care if his best friend turned on him. The dominance of Steve Harrison’s about to show in HOW, mark my words.
Hortega raises Harrison’s hands in the air in victory as Harrison gloats about his win as the scene fades to black.
We cut back live inside The Best Arena for our next match…
DING! DING! DING! DING!
Bryan McVay: The following Contest is scheduled for one fall!
“Take the Money and Run,” By The Steve Miller Man starts to play and the curtain flies open. Steve Harrison walks out with his arms in the air, a smirk across his face. He begins walking towards the rings and begins waving at that crowd who return his waves with boos and indifference. The smirk begins to fade after hearing the response so the Miracle Man begins jawing back at some of the audience and pointing to himself yelling over and over “ME, ME, ME!.” Steve walks faster to the ring, his smirk now a scowl, he enters the rings and leans against one of the turnbuckles and begins talking to himself, his face becoming red in anger.
Bryan McVay: Introducing first, from Fairfax, Virginia weighing in at 245 pounds, he is “The Miracle” Steven Harrison!!!!!
Benny Newell: Joe, I’ve got one question for you….DO YOU BELIEVE IN MIRACLES? Because I do! After the undefeated Steve Harrison destroys the Lonesome Loser right here tonight on Refueled, Scott Stevens will be choking down his well-done steaks through a straw at a hospital thanks to The Miracle!
Joe Hoffman: Been drinking too much Jack Daniels tonight, Benny? You forget Scott Stevens is a former World Champion. This is a warmup match for Rumble at the Rock when Harrison takes on Cool Cancer Jiles for a shot at the LSD Championship. Harrison doesn’t have an easy match.
Benny Newell: It’s fucking Stevens!!!! Harrison will find a way to fuck him up Hoffhole. Just like he will do to Jiles at the Pay Per View.
“Dead Man Walking” by Crucfix (feat. The Lacs) hits and Stevens rushes down the entrance ramp sporting a face mask courtesy of Mike Best. Stevens slaps hands with the fans as Bryan McVay introduces him and Joel Hortega makes his way to the ring.
Bryan McVay: And his opponent tonight, ailing from Houston, Texas; weighing in at 256 pounds; please welcome SCOTT STEEEEEEEEEVENS!
Harrison stares at Stevens for a moment before he points and laughs at Stevens’ face mask.
Benny Newell: God damn look what Mike Best did to Scott Stevens! He fucking looks hideous with that damn face mask on! Laugh at him Miracle! Laugh! It perfectly resembles Stevens’ 1-10 record since returning to HOW!
Joe Hoffman: You’re writing Stevens off here, man. Look what’s happened in Stevens’ history in HOW. JPD wrote him off and he won the World Championship. He’s held the ICON, Tag, and held various other accomplishments, Benny. Don’t let your Jack Daniels talk for you.
Benny Newell: Stevens couldn’t even harm a fly! And with a face like that.
WHAM?!
Scott Stevens grows tired of Steve Harrison’s mocking and immediately headbutts him with the mask. Harrison starts stumbling and Stevens sets up for his Remember the Alamo Superkick and connects immediately with Harrison’s jaw.
Joe Hoffman: You were saying, Benny? Scott Stevens looks like he’s hungry and pissed off tonight after taking loss after loss. This could be his night.
Hortega goes down for the cover:
¡UNO!
¡DOS!
TRE…
Harrison puts his foot on the rope and Hortega screams out ¡Rotura de cuerda! Stevens immediately gets in Hortega’s face and lectures him about counting faster while Harrison rolls out of the ring to catch his breath for a moment.
Joe Hoffman: Harrison’s eyes barely rolled up into his forehead. I would be mad at Hortega too!
Benny Newell: Stoovins needs to take his focus off Hortega and focus solely on Harrison. He’s getting rested for round two right now.
Stevens shirks Hortega and slides to the outside. Out of desperation, Harrison then rakes Stevens straight in the eyes. He grabs Stevens and yanks him by his hair over towards the steel steps before slamming Stevens face first into the steps. Harrison then takes his knee and drops it down on the back of Stevens head placing pressure on Stevens’ broken nose. After smiling devilishly, Harrison takes Stevens and sends him shoulder first into the ring post as Hortega’s count becomes more audible:
¡Cinco!
¡Seis!
¡Siete!
¡Ocho!
Stevens slowly hobbles back to his feet and rolls into the ring, but Harrison doesn’t wait and goes on the attack to Stevens face with a fury of forearms straight at Stevens face. Stevens stays under the rope and Hortega pulls Harrison off. Harrison taunts the crowd who continue to boo him unmercifully.
Benny Newell: That’s what a future LSD Champion looks like Hoffhole. He doesn’t show his opponents mercy. First, he’s destroying what’s left of Stevens’ ugly mug tonight then he’s going to use Doozer to his advantage to shatter the spirit of Cool Cancer Jiles. This man will be holding gold soon, mark my words!
Joe Hoffman: You got a little something on that nose of yours, Benny!
Harrison allows Stevens to pull himself back to his base, but again goes on the offense trying to hit him with his shitty looking STF, but Stevens holds on the ropes. Stevens grabs Harrison and whips him against the ropes before hitting his patented Double S spinebuster stiff to the mat changing the momentum. Stevens mounts Harrison and just assaults him with lefts and rights before Harrison shoves him off. Harrison gets back up, but Stevens nails him with a stiff looking Discuss Clothesline and sends him flying into the turnbuckle. Stevens rushes towards Harrison with all his might and nails a Stinger Splash in the corner. Stevens then nails chop after chop against Harrison’s chest leaving big red welts on it. Stevens jumps on the turnbuckle before hitting punches to Harrison’s face, but before he can nail a few more good measure, Harrison sizes Stevens up, whirls him around and hits a picture-perfect Belly to Belly Suplex. Harrison tries to hit a Belly to Back Suplex, but Stevens lands on his feet and grabs Harrison and nails his Houston We Have a Problem Death Valley Driver.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens has made a comeback against Harrison. He’s been unleashing fire on him.
Benny Hoffman: Come on, Harrison! Send Stevens back to Stevens ranch! Hit him so hard he thinks he’s a Dallas Cowboys fan!
Stevens goes for the cover:
¡UNO!
¡DOS!
Harrison kicks out of the cover with all his might to the surprise of Stevens. Angrily, Stevens yanks Harrison off the mat and tries to force him into the Toxic Sting Diamond Cutter, but Harrison attempts to push Stevens in Hortega, but Stevens stops himself from colliding into Hortega. He apologies before Harrison sneakily lands a low blow straight into Stevens. Harrison doesn’t hesitate in hoisting Stevens straight up into the air and nailing a stiff brain buster onto him. He then locks Stevens into a Dragon Sleeper in the middle of the ring. Stevens struggles as the crowd continues to get behind him and clap as he struggles. Finally, Stevens is able to slowly pull himself back up, but Harrison elbows Stevens in his ear and nails a Side Russian Leg Sweep on him. Harrison grabs Stevens and lands another belly to belly suplex on him. He continues to hit suplex after suplex from his arsenal on Stevens. Harrison watches Stevens slowly move to the corner turnbuckle and sets up for the Enlightenment, eyes widening.
Joe Hoffman: Harrison’s going to finish Stevens off here with this one!
Benny Newell: No, Joe! He’s going to Enlighten Stoovins! He’s going to make him see how great the world around him is besides that shitty Texas land he and his family live on! That’s something we can drink about!!!!
WHAM!
Joe Hoffman: Harrison’s knee collided with the turnbuckle! Stevens’ is about to unload his FIST and…
BOOM!
Benny Newell: Harrison wastes no time in letting that Adrenaline sink in and chop block Stevens right at the knee! He’s hobbling on his knee right now. Here, Miracle! Jack will save you!
Harrison hobbles around the ring for a moment as Stevens tries to come at him again. Harrison picks Stevens up with a stiff spinebuster and plants Scott straight down on the mat with a spinebuster with authority. Harrison crumples as Stevens holds his back. Hortega begins his count:
¡Uno!
¡Dos!
¡Tres!
¡Quatro!
Slowly but surely, Stevens uses the ropes to pull himself back up to his base. Harrison continues to grab his knee in pain.
¡Cinco!
¡Seis!
Stevens walks over towards Harrison to try and lock in the Venomous Wrath Crossface, but Harrison takes his thumb and shoves it straight into Stevens’ eye. Harrison slowly pulls himself off the mat and charges at Stevens, crashing his knee straight into the back of Stevens neck to Enlightenment. Harrison then picks Stevens up and signals for the finish. He picks Scott Stevens up and hits him with the It’s a Harricle Suplex with much authority. Harrison signals towards Hortega who begins to count the fall:
¡UNO!
¡DOS!
¡TRES!
DING! DING! DING! DING!
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner of the match via pinfall: “THE MIRACLE” STEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE HAAAAAAARRISON!
Benny Newell leaps from the announcer’s desk and does his terrible rendition of singing….it’s more of him slurring his words half drunk.
Benny Newell: I believe in miracles…
Joe Hoffman: I swear if you finish that line of the song…
Benny Newell: You shut up and respect our future number 1 contender, Hoffhole! I told you! I told the world that Steve Harrison would extend his record to 7-0, but you wouldn’t listen. Look at that Jiles! Look at what denomination looks like. This is what miracles look like! Not your shitty miracle win for that LSD Championship you once held. This man embodies it!
Joe Hoffman: I’ll give it to you, Benny. I held on to hope for our former HOW World Champion, but it seems Harrison’s looking primed to win that #1 Contender’s Match at Rumble at the Rock. What’s Jiles going to show us when he takes on Zeb Martin up next?
Benny Newell: Who cares? He’s an egg sucking baffoon! I don’t care if his best friend turned on him. The dominance of Steve Harrison’s about to show in HOW, mark my words.
Hortega raises Harrison’s hands in the air in victory as Harrison gloats about his win as the scene fades to black.