Post by Jman2k3 on Mar 12, 2024 21:27:40 GMT
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Event Date: March 11, 2024 at 10:00 pm
Steve Solex vs. Scott Stevens
LBI Group Stage
The show pans back to Joe and Benny for the match up.
Joe Hoffman: Well folks, this next match up will determine it all with who will advance out of the 97Red Blooded group stage and head on to the LBI Final Four at March to Glory! Who will it be? Will it be Scott Stevens? Or will it be Steve Solex? I personally can confirm that the tiebreaker for THIS group is the head to head tiebreaker which means…the winner here advances.
Benny Newell: The answer isn’t hard, Hoffy. Everyone knows Stevens will choke here and it will be Steve Solex that advances tonight.
Joe Hoffman: You can’t rule out Stevens here, Benny. He’s been dominant in his group and has had some of the best wrestling we’ve seen out of his career so far!
Benny Newell: HA! I’ll pretend you’re just an ignorant fuck without a proper degree in choking, hoffhole. This one is a no brainer to me! Watch the master degree in full effect!
Joe Hoffman: ….ok then…let’s send it to Bryan for the introductions to this match!
Bryan McVay: The following contest is scheduled for one fall..and it will determine the winner of the 97Red Blooded stage group!
“NOW IS THE TIME FOR ME TO RISE TO MY FEET!”
A single, sharp explosion syncs with the opening shout from Hatebreed’s “I Will Be Heard” as the words The Last Man in Wrestling appear on the HOV in a glowing, metallic, shade of 97Red.
“WIPE YOUR SPIT FROM MY FACE, WIPE YOUR TEARS FROM MY EYES!”
A montage of the HOW Hall of Famer is shown on the HOV. A blinding, white light beams from the entryway as Solex steps out from behind the curtain and onto the entrance ramp, the crowd erupting in a cacophony of boos. Solex stands at the top of the ramp, his figure casting an impressive frame against the bright light. His brows narrow and he clenches his jaw as his gaze sweeps across the audience, snarling in the process.
“I’VE GOT TO TAKE MY LIFE BACK, ONE CHANCE TO MAKE IT RIGHT!”
The boos intensify as Solex marches down the entrance ramp. Fans reach out over the barricade attempting to get a touch of the MERCDAD, but they’re hands are left waving in the air as Solex continues his deliberate pace down the ramp, avoiding even a single touch.
Bryan McVay: Introducing first..from Nashville, Tennessee, he weighs in at 283 pounds…he his STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLEX!!
As he reaches the end of the ramp, Solex pauses, fists clenched at his sides, a warrior in his element. He stomps up the steel steps, each step reverberating a boom throughout the arena. He methodically walks across the hard camera side of the apron and once he reaches the center, he locks eyes with the camera.
The lights in the arena dim as a spotlight shines down from above and just as the chorus of the song picks back up, the spotlight intensifies and he throws both fists into the air. The veins in his arms, shoulders and chest bulge, the lighting accentuating his impressive physique. The crowd is relentless as they continue to rain down with boos as Solex gives them one last look before stepping through the middle rope and into the ring.
With every eye in the arena fixed on him, Solex marches across the ring to the far turnbuckle and climbs to the second rope and once again, in one swift motion, he throws both fists in the air to another round of ferocious boos from the crowd. He soaks in the hate from the audience as he holds his chin up high. As his music begins to fade he hops down from the second rope and takes up position in his corner.
Joe Hoffman: Solex looks determined to end this group affair tonight. The alpha male had a lot to say about Stevens and it none of it was nice.
Benny Newell: Of course it wasn’t! Our Last Man in Wrestling knows the value of Stevens and it’s DOG SHIT! Speaking of which he knows Stevens is so shit, he’s not even worth licking the dog shit off of his boot! I spit out my questionable drink when I heard that!
The lights in the arena go black as the sound of bells are heard throughout the arena. Each bell lights up a signal spotlight above the stage and the final bell brings the High Octane Vision to life as
“For Whom the Bell Tolls” by Metallica begins to play.
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 arena burst the roof off with cheers as the crowd knows who is about to walk out and they are letting him know it by chanting his name. The final image that is displayed across the screen is a giant hand that slowly closes into a FIST as letters slowly appear and form a message and that message reads in bold, capitalized letters… SCOTT STEVENS.
Bryan McVay: From The Great State of Texas, weighing in at 256 pounds…SCOTT! STEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEENS!
The wait is finally over as a spotlight shines towards the top of the entrance ramp as the chorus hits the speakers drawing out the man from Texas and the cheers intensify as Scott Stevens appears from behind the curtain. the Texan stares down at his opponent with an icy glare before slowly raisin up his right fist high into the air. As he lowers it he gives his opponent the unofficial state bird of Texas to show his true feeling towards them. As Stevens makes down the aisle, he fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers.
Stevens slowly makes his way around the ring never taking his eyes off of his opponent until he reaches the nearest set of ring steps and proceeds to enter the ring. Once inside, Stevens goes to the nearest corner and ascends the ropes; looking out amongst the crowd before raising his fist once more before dropping to the canvas as a loud chant erupts from the crowd.
Joe Hoffman: Scott Stevens has put Solex under fire and even called out their rivalry that has lasted long before the two were ever in HOW.
Benny Newell: Who cares what they did in whatever company they were in before HOW. The only three letters that fucking matter here are H.O.W. NOT LWP.
Joe Hoffman: I believe it was LPW, Benny.
Benny Newell: Fuck off, hoffnut! Like I said, who fucking cares. You would think that Stevens among anyone else would know that shit that happens outside of HOW is fucking irrelevant! What a fucking ignorant and hypocritical shitfuck!
DING DING DING
The bell rings and both men charge each other ready to kill the other. Both men are locked up in a battle of blows as the two exchange lefts and rights to the other. Neither man is bothering to defend themselves as they are two busy with wanting to tear each other apart.
Joe Hoffman: No defensive effort by either man here! It really looks like it’s all or nothing here and neither Stevens nor Solex care if they get hit.
Benny Newell: This one is personal, Hoffy. Stevens may be a hypocritical, ignorant dog shitter, but there is a least history HERE that I WILL fucking acknowledge! And that is Solex will always prove us right on the fraud that Stevens has always been!
The crowd are definitely locked up in this match as the two continue to throw fists at the other. Finally, Stevens gets a shove push off and grabs Solex, tossing him towards the ropes. Solex drops as Stevens hops over him. Solex gets back up but Stevens doesn’t come back across the ropes. Instead, he stops and waits for Solex to get back to his feet before Stevens strikes him hard with a kick to the midsection, followed by a DDT. Solex is stunned as he crawls on the mat. Solex starts to shake it off before Stevens now comes off the ropes and plants Solex with a curb stomp into the mat. Stevens covers.
ONE
TWO
Joe Hoffman: Kickout by Solex and Stevens is absolutely hot right now!
Benny Newell: So the Texas prick got a lucky few shots on him. Solex will shake it off. He’s been through FAR worse than this!
But Stevens doesn’t let up! He delivers ANOTHER running curb stomp into Solex! Stevens has Solex off complete guard here and Solex can’t even defend himself if he wanted to right now. Stevens grabs Solex and whips him into the corner turnbuckle. Stevens charges, but finally Solex is able to prevent a strike as he shifts to the outside apron and hits a pele kick to Stevens. Solex takes the opportunity to head to the top rope but as he gets there, Stevens shook off the kick and is already charging at Solex. Solex kicks him again and gets ready to dive off the top but Stevens is quick again to charge him. Stevens hops up on the ropes with him as he looks to take Solex down with a superplex, but Solex hangs on at the top. Instead, he sends rapid right punches into the side of Stevens before he all of a sudden with great might, lifts Stevens up and flies off from the top and connecting with a high risk sideslam taking them both down to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: SOLEX WITH FORCE FROM THE TOP ROPE AND BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!!
Benny Newell: Only the Last Man in Wrestling has the might to execute a move like that!
The crowd starts a “holy shit” chant as Solex looks over to see Stevens completely motionless on the mat. He could have taken the opportunity to pin him, but instead, wished to do more damage to him.
Joe Hoffman: Why wouldn’t Solex try to pin Stevens there? Stevens isn’t even moving!
Benny Newell: Well this is supposed to be personal right? Maybe Solex hates him so fucking much, he wants to send a very clear message that Stevens is nothing more than a fraud and a choke!
Solex begins to strike and kick Stevens in the head repeatedly, so much so that Boettcher has to get in the way of him. Solex is FIRED UP here! He doesn’t stop as Boettcher gets to the count of four before Solex finally backs off as Boettcher raises a finger at him and warns him. Solex raises his hands in the air, ceding to Boettcher.
Joe Hoffman: Well I guess there’s always the case of making your point…but it seems like Solex has made his point loud and clear.
Benny Newell: He’s showing the entire roster the kind of man Stevens really is. It’s smart strategic thinking Hoff! He’s a five star in my book!
Solex actually laughs and shakes his head as he looks down at Stevens. He finally picks Stevens up but Stevens surprises him with a headbutt. Solex grabs his head, but is so enraged he headbutts him back. Solex grabs Stevens and whips him into the ropes before grabbing Stevens and planting him hard into the mat.
Joe Hoffman: STARS AND STRIPES SPINEBUSTER!!
Benny Newell: Fuck yea! All you’re going to do is piss him off more with those cheap headshots, Stevens, you fucknut!
Solex finally covers Stevens has if he made his point.
ONE
TWO
THR-NO!!!!
Joe Hoffman: STEVENS KICKS OUT!!
Benny Newell: FUCK ME, HOW?!
Solex can’t believe it as he shakes his head and argues with Boettcher but Boettcher stands his ground with the very close call. Solex scoffs as he gets back to his feet. He grabs Stevens as he looks to end it right here. Solex lifts Stevens up looking to finish it with the Freedom’s Fall Spikedriver but Stevens grabs the ropes, kicking at Solex’s face. Solex releases the hold as Stevens gets back to his feet. Solex swings at Stevens, but he ducks! Stevens then grabs Solex and plants him into the mat with the Double S Spinebuster!
Joe Hoffman: Look at this!! Stevens is looking to shift the momentum here!
Benny Newell: That Texas fuck better not!!
Stevens gets back to his feet and grabs the top rope and starts to shake it with anger and force as he can feel the energy flow through him. He let’s out a roar as Solex gets back to his feet. Stevens rushes off the ropes again before he runs at Solex full force and connects with a running spear splitting Solex in half! Stevens throws his hands up as the whole crowd are on their feet. There isn’t a single person sitting in the crowd right now! Solex gets to his feet as Stevens runs at him jumping up in the air.
Joe Hoffman: THE FIST!!
Benny Newell: YOU GOT TO BE FUCKING SHITTING ME!!!
Solex falls as Stevens hooks the leg and Boettcher immediately drops for the count.
ONE
TWO
THR-NO!!!!
Joe Hoffman: SOLEX KICKS OUT!! HOW ARE THESE TWO MEN STILL GOING HERE?!
Benny Newell: THANK LEE!!!
This time it is Stevens who can’t believe it as he shakes his head pleading his case with Boettcher but Boettcher stands by his decision once more. These two men have torn each other apart here tonight and Stevens is asking himself what he has to do to put him away. Stevens gets back to his feet as he looks to end this once and for all. Solex rolls towards the turnbuckle as he slowly gets back to his feet. Stevens measures him up standing ready to strike as Solex turns around as Stevens grabs him.
Joe Hoffman: TOXIC STING!!
Benny Newell: NOT SO FAST HOFFHOLE, COUNTERED!!
Solex pushes him off but Stevens comes right back at him again attempting the Toxic Sting for a second time, but Solex stops him again only this time, plants him head first hard into the turnbuckle. Stevens grabs his head as he turns around as Solex looks to capitalize on the opportunity to strike as he lifts Stevens up and crashes him into the canvas hard.
Joe Hoffman: FREEDOM’S FALL SPIKEDRIVER!!!
Benny Newell: YES!!!
Solex drops down, as it took everything for him to hit his finisher as he slowly hooks the leg of Stevens.
ONE
TWO
THREE!!
DING DING DING
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner in 17 minutes and 38 seconds and the 97RED Blooded group…..STEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLEX!!!
Joe Hoffman: There we have it folks! Solex joins Charles de Lacy by advancing to the Final Four at March to Glory and one step closer to earning a HOW World Championship shot against Mike Best!
Benny Newell: Like there was any fucking doubt!
Joe Hoffman: Give Stevens some credit, Benny, he took Solex to the limit here tonight! I think that final move by Solex was the slight misstep that costed Stevens in the end there. But Stevens should be proud and has nothing to hang his head tonight.
Benny Newell: Says you, Hoff. In the end, Stevens proved nothing to me here tonight, but yet everything I already fucking knew…he is THE Lonesome Loser of HOW.
Solex celebrates in the ring as Stevens finally rolls out of the ring holding onto his head as he heads up the ramp as the show pans backstage.
Event Date: March 11, 2024 at 10:00 pm
Steve Solex vs. Scott Stevens
LBI Group Stage
The show pans back to Joe and Benny for the match up.
Joe Hoffman: Well folks, this next match up will determine it all with who will advance out of the 97Red Blooded group stage and head on to the LBI Final Four at March to Glory! Who will it be? Will it be Scott Stevens? Or will it be Steve Solex? I personally can confirm that the tiebreaker for THIS group is the head to head tiebreaker which means…the winner here advances.
Benny Newell: The answer isn’t hard, Hoffy. Everyone knows Stevens will choke here and it will be Steve Solex that advances tonight.
Joe Hoffman: You can’t rule out Stevens here, Benny. He’s been dominant in his group and has had some of the best wrestling we’ve seen out of his career so far!
Benny Newell: HA! I’ll pretend you’re just an ignorant fuck without a proper degree in choking, hoffhole. This one is a no brainer to me! Watch the master degree in full effect!
Joe Hoffman: ….ok then…let’s send it to Bryan for the introductions to this match!
Bryan McVay: The following contest is scheduled for one fall..and it will determine the winner of the 97Red Blooded stage group!
“NOW IS THE TIME FOR ME TO RISE TO MY FEET!”
A single, sharp explosion syncs with the opening shout from Hatebreed’s “I Will Be Heard” as the words The Last Man in Wrestling appear on the HOV in a glowing, metallic, shade of 97Red.
“WIPE YOUR SPIT FROM MY FACE, WIPE YOUR TEARS FROM MY EYES!”
A montage of the HOW Hall of Famer is shown on the HOV. A blinding, white light beams from the entryway as Solex steps out from behind the curtain and onto the entrance ramp, the crowd erupting in a cacophony of boos. Solex stands at the top of the ramp, his figure casting an impressive frame against the bright light. His brows narrow and he clenches his jaw as his gaze sweeps across the audience, snarling in the process.
“I’VE GOT TO TAKE MY LIFE BACK, ONE CHANCE TO MAKE IT RIGHT!”
The boos intensify as Solex marches down the entrance ramp. Fans reach out over the barricade attempting to get a touch of the MERCDAD, but they’re hands are left waving in the air as Solex continues his deliberate pace down the ramp, avoiding even a single touch.
Bryan McVay: Introducing first..from Nashville, Tennessee, he weighs in at 283 pounds…he his STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLEX!!
As he reaches the end of the ramp, Solex pauses, fists clenched at his sides, a warrior in his element. He stomps up the steel steps, each step reverberating a boom throughout the arena. He methodically walks across the hard camera side of the apron and once he reaches the center, he locks eyes with the camera.
The lights in the arena dim as a spotlight shines down from above and just as the chorus of the song picks back up, the spotlight intensifies and he throws both fists into the air. The veins in his arms, shoulders and chest bulge, the lighting accentuating his impressive physique. The crowd is relentless as they continue to rain down with boos as Solex gives them one last look before stepping through the middle rope and into the ring.
With every eye in the arena fixed on him, Solex marches across the ring to the far turnbuckle and climbs to the second rope and once again, in one swift motion, he throws both fists in the air to another round of ferocious boos from the crowd. He soaks in the hate from the audience as he holds his chin up high. As his music begins to fade he hops down from the second rope and takes up position in his corner.
Joe Hoffman: Solex looks determined to end this group affair tonight. The alpha male had a lot to say about Stevens and it none of it was nice.
Benny Newell: Of course it wasn’t! Our Last Man in Wrestling knows the value of Stevens and it’s DOG SHIT! Speaking of which he knows Stevens is so shit, he’s not even worth licking the dog shit off of his boot! I spit out my questionable drink when I heard that!
The lights in the arena go black as the sound of bells are heard throughout the arena. Each bell lights up a signal spotlight above the stage and the final bell brings the High Octane Vision to life as
“For Whom the Bell Tolls” by Metallica begins to play.
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 arena burst the roof off with cheers as the crowd knows who is about to walk out and they are letting him know it by chanting his name. The final image that is displayed across the screen is a giant hand that slowly closes into a FIST as letters slowly appear and form a message and that message reads in bold, capitalized letters… SCOTT STEVENS.
Bryan McVay: From The Great State of Texas, weighing in at 256 pounds…SCOTT! STEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEENS!
The wait is finally over as a spotlight shines towards the top of the entrance ramp as the chorus hits the speakers drawing out the man from Texas and the cheers intensify as Scott Stevens appears from behind the curtain. the Texan stares down at his opponent with an icy glare before slowly raisin up his right fist high into the air. As he lowers it he gives his opponent the unofficial state bird of Texas to show his true feeling towards them. As Stevens makes down the aisle, he fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers.
Stevens slowly makes his way around the ring never taking his eyes off of his opponent until he reaches the nearest set of ring steps and proceeds to enter the ring. Once inside, Stevens goes to the nearest corner and ascends the ropes; looking out amongst the crowd before raising his fist once more before dropping to the canvas as a loud chant erupts from the crowd.
Joe Hoffman: Scott Stevens has put Solex under fire and even called out their rivalry that has lasted long before the two were ever in HOW.
Benny Newell: Who cares what they did in whatever company they were in before HOW. The only three letters that fucking matter here are H.O.W. NOT LWP.
Joe Hoffman: I believe it was LPW, Benny.
Benny Newell: Fuck off, hoffnut! Like I said, who fucking cares. You would think that Stevens among anyone else would know that shit that happens outside of HOW is fucking irrelevant! What a fucking ignorant and hypocritical shitfuck!
DING DING DING
The bell rings and both men charge each other ready to kill the other. Both men are locked up in a battle of blows as the two exchange lefts and rights to the other. Neither man is bothering to defend themselves as they are two busy with wanting to tear each other apart.
Joe Hoffman: No defensive effort by either man here! It really looks like it’s all or nothing here and neither Stevens nor Solex care if they get hit.
Benny Newell: This one is personal, Hoffy. Stevens may be a hypocritical, ignorant dog shitter, but there is a least history HERE that I WILL fucking acknowledge! And that is Solex will always prove us right on the fraud that Stevens has always been!
The crowd are definitely locked up in this match as the two continue to throw fists at the other. Finally, Stevens gets a shove push off and grabs Solex, tossing him towards the ropes. Solex drops as Stevens hops over him. Solex gets back up but Stevens doesn’t come back across the ropes. Instead, he stops and waits for Solex to get back to his feet before Stevens strikes him hard with a kick to the midsection, followed by a DDT. Solex is stunned as he crawls on the mat. Solex starts to shake it off before Stevens now comes off the ropes and plants Solex with a curb stomp into the mat. Stevens covers.
ONE
TWO
Joe Hoffman: Kickout by Solex and Stevens is absolutely hot right now!
Benny Newell: So the Texas prick got a lucky few shots on him. Solex will shake it off. He’s been through FAR worse than this!
But Stevens doesn’t let up! He delivers ANOTHER running curb stomp into Solex! Stevens has Solex off complete guard here and Solex can’t even defend himself if he wanted to right now. Stevens grabs Solex and whips him into the corner turnbuckle. Stevens charges, but finally Solex is able to prevent a strike as he shifts to the outside apron and hits a pele kick to Stevens. Solex takes the opportunity to head to the top rope but as he gets there, Stevens shook off the kick and is already charging at Solex. Solex kicks him again and gets ready to dive off the top but Stevens is quick again to charge him. Stevens hops up on the ropes with him as he looks to take Solex down with a superplex, but Solex hangs on at the top. Instead, he sends rapid right punches into the side of Stevens before he all of a sudden with great might, lifts Stevens up and flies off from the top and connecting with a high risk sideslam taking them both down to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: SOLEX WITH FORCE FROM THE TOP ROPE AND BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!!
Benny Newell: Only the Last Man in Wrestling has the might to execute a move like that!
The crowd starts a “holy shit” chant as Solex looks over to see Stevens completely motionless on the mat. He could have taken the opportunity to pin him, but instead, wished to do more damage to him.
Joe Hoffman: Why wouldn’t Solex try to pin Stevens there? Stevens isn’t even moving!
Benny Newell: Well this is supposed to be personal right? Maybe Solex hates him so fucking much, he wants to send a very clear message that Stevens is nothing more than a fraud and a choke!
Solex begins to strike and kick Stevens in the head repeatedly, so much so that Boettcher has to get in the way of him. Solex is FIRED UP here! He doesn’t stop as Boettcher gets to the count of four before Solex finally backs off as Boettcher raises a finger at him and warns him. Solex raises his hands in the air, ceding to Boettcher.
Joe Hoffman: Well I guess there’s always the case of making your point…but it seems like Solex has made his point loud and clear.
Benny Newell: He’s showing the entire roster the kind of man Stevens really is. It’s smart strategic thinking Hoff! He’s a five star in my book!
Solex actually laughs and shakes his head as he looks down at Stevens. He finally picks Stevens up but Stevens surprises him with a headbutt. Solex grabs his head, but is so enraged he headbutts him back. Solex grabs Stevens and whips him into the ropes before grabbing Stevens and planting him hard into the mat.
Joe Hoffman: STARS AND STRIPES SPINEBUSTER!!
Benny Newell: Fuck yea! All you’re going to do is piss him off more with those cheap headshots, Stevens, you fucknut!
Solex finally covers Stevens has if he made his point.
ONE
TWO
THR-NO!!!!
Joe Hoffman: STEVENS KICKS OUT!!
Benny Newell: FUCK ME, HOW?!
Solex can’t believe it as he shakes his head and argues with Boettcher but Boettcher stands his ground with the very close call. Solex scoffs as he gets back to his feet. He grabs Stevens as he looks to end it right here. Solex lifts Stevens up looking to finish it with the Freedom’s Fall Spikedriver but Stevens grabs the ropes, kicking at Solex’s face. Solex releases the hold as Stevens gets back to his feet. Solex swings at Stevens, but he ducks! Stevens then grabs Solex and plants him into the mat with the Double S Spinebuster!
Joe Hoffman: Look at this!! Stevens is looking to shift the momentum here!
Benny Newell: That Texas fuck better not!!
Stevens gets back to his feet and grabs the top rope and starts to shake it with anger and force as he can feel the energy flow through him. He let’s out a roar as Solex gets back to his feet. Stevens rushes off the ropes again before he runs at Solex full force and connects with a running spear splitting Solex in half! Stevens throws his hands up as the whole crowd are on their feet. There isn’t a single person sitting in the crowd right now! Solex gets to his feet as Stevens runs at him jumping up in the air.
Joe Hoffman: THE FIST!!
Benny Newell: YOU GOT TO BE FUCKING SHITTING ME!!!
Solex falls as Stevens hooks the leg and Boettcher immediately drops for the count.
ONE
TWO
THR-NO!!!!
Joe Hoffman: SOLEX KICKS OUT!! HOW ARE THESE TWO MEN STILL GOING HERE?!
Benny Newell: THANK LEE!!!
This time it is Stevens who can’t believe it as he shakes his head pleading his case with Boettcher but Boettcher stands by his decision once more. These two men have torn each other apart here tonight and Stevens is asking himself what he has to do to put him away. Stevens gets back to his feet as he looks to end this once and for all. Solex rolls towards the turnbuckle as he slowly gets back to his feet. Stevens measures him up standing ready to strike as Solex turns around as Stevens grabs him.
Joe Hoffman: TOXIC STING!!
Benny Newell: NOT SO FAST HOFFHOLE, COUNTERED!!
Solex pushes him off but Stevens comes right back at him again attempting the Toxic Sting for a second time, but Solex stops him again only this time, plants him head first hard into the turnbuckle. Stevens grabs his head as he turns around as Solex looks to capitalize on the opportunity to strike as he lifts Stevens up and crashes him into the canvas hard.
Joe Hoffman: FREEDOM’S FALL SPIKEDRIVER!!!
Benny Newell: YES!!!
Solex drops down, as it took everything for him to hit his finisher as he slowly hooks the leg of Stevens.
ONE
TWO
THREE!!
DING DING DING
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner in 17 minutes and 38 seconds and the 97RED Blooded group…..STEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLEX!!!
Joe Hoffman: There we have it folks! Solex joins Charles de Lacy by advancing to the Final Four at March to Glory and one step closer to earning a HOW World Championship shot against Mike Best!
Benny Newell: Like there was any fucking doubt!
Joe Hoffman: Give Stevens some credit, Benny, he took Solex to the limit here tonight! I think that final move by Solex was the slight misstep that costed Stevens in the end there. But Stevens should be proud and has nothing to hang his head tonight.
Benny Newell: Says you, Hoff. In the end, Stevens proved nothing to me here tonight, but yet everything I already fucking knew…he is THE Lonesome Loser of HOW.
Solex celebrates in the ring as Stevens finally rolls out of the ring holding onto his head as he heads up the ramp as the show pans backstage.