Post by Jman2k3 on Nov 20, 2017 6:17:59 GMT
Colton Thorpe vs. Scott Stevens
Ace: We have three championship matches left, with Eric Dane defending the UTA World Championship against Perfection in our Mainevent, and CBR defends his Legacy Championship against Zhalia Fears. Up next the Wildfire Championship will be put on the line when Colton Thorpe thorpedo's Scott Stevens to the back of the line.
Blackfront: If our previous defenses are telling, tonight is not a good night for our champions. We have a new Prodigy Champion in Kendrix, and the new Hardcore Champion is-
Ace: A Dibbins. Great god, is there no justice in this world? On top of it all a circus attraction defeated Sean Jackson just moments ago! that official is getting a Christmas firing by Mr. Lorenzo!
Blackfront: A huge upset there. Do you think that Chicago's own frequent attraction, Scott Stevens, can capture the Wildfire title, Tommy?
Ace: No. If a epic showdown between Cayle Murray and Colton Thorpe didn't see Murray as a new champion, I don't see how Scott can have any better luck tonight. He also has the Pantheon to contend with as well after all.
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 the opening guitar riffs and “Hellraiser” by Motorhead begins to play throughout the PA system.
Blackfont: You may be right, Tommy. And it looks like we will not have to wait long as that match is happening right now.
Ace: Smart money would be to turn around and walk back to the other arena.
The cheers intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas.
Announcer: Introducing at this time, coming to us from the Great State of Texas, by way of Houston, Texas.
Walking down the aisle, he fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers.
Announcer: Standing at six feet, six inches, and weighing in at two hundred and fifty-six pounds...
As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and looks out at the crowd.
Announcer: This...is....SCOTTTTTTTTTTTTT STEEEEEEEEEEEVENSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!
Not even letting his music come to an end, “Monster” by Skillet begins to play over the arenas sound system as the UTA fans immediately begin with the boos and jeers. As the instrumental beginning merges into the opening lyrics, Colton Thorpe backs out from the curtain with his head slightly cocked. He slowly turns, facing the audience with an unimpressed expression.
Ace: The Champion is here! He is just one Thorpedo away from securing yet another successful defense.
Blackfront: Colton Thorpe has proven his worth as a champion but tonight he faces a man that came out of Alcatraz with a Championship of his own.
Ace: Right city, Wrong promotion. Hope they enjoy that viewer boost, Jason.
Announcer: Introducing his opponent, hailing from Cleveland, Ohio...
Thorpe saunters down the entrance ramp, looking out into the mass of people as the red and white strobe lighting lights the rampway. His appearance is disheveled: Hair is unkempt, soaked with water dripping down his face. Sporting a black jacket which has the left sleeve torn off, the initials “CT” appear to be spray painted onto the left breast pocket. His walk is slower, and is constantly adjusting his neck and rolling his shoulders.
Announcer: Standing at 6'3” and weighing in at 228 lbs...
Thorpe walks around towards the left side of the ring with a lack of acknowledgement for the ringside fans. What a few weeks ago was near silence for the newcomer has quickly evolved into a healthy hate from the fans in attendance. He climbs up the onto the apron, taking off his jacket before tossing it onto the floor outside the ring.
Announcer: He is the Wildfire Champion, COLTON THORPE!
Hearing his name brings the slightest of a smirk to his face, but very little emotion is shown. He splits the ropes into the ring and begins to pace back and forth, throwing phantom punches as a type of pre fight/match routine. He adjusts to the center of the ring bouncing up and down, shifting his weight from left to right. Cocking his head to see Stevens with an icy glare, then gestures across his throat.
Ding ding ding!
The bell rings and both men begin to circle on the outer part of the ring. Stevens throwing his arms in an effort to keep them lose, as Thorpe keeps his eyes trained straight ahead at his target.
Blackfront: Ladies and Gentlemen we've got a good one here for you tonight as Colton Thorpe defends his Wildfire Title against Scott Stevens. Stevens, no stranger to Chicago, of course. And this crowd sounds like they are behind him a hundred and ten percent.
Ace: I'm not going to lie, Jason, I don't think it's necessarily that the crowd is behind Stevens. I think they are AGAINST Colton Thorpe.
Blackfront: I'm not going to sugarcoat it, that could be entirely possible. Colton Thorpe has done himself no favors here in the UTA, becoming one of the most hated individuals this year, Tommy.
Ace: Jealousy. Their jealous of his haircut, jealous of his success. People want to be Colton Thorpe, it's that simple.
The two men come together, briefly entering into a lock up before Stevens wildly swings an elbow and catches Thorpe in the side of the head.
Blackfront: You think people want to be Colton Thorpe now? Looked like that elbow to the head hurt.
Ace: Occupational hazard, partner. We've all got them. Some more than others.
In the ring, the two men circle again. They lunge forward, Stevens with an attempt at a clothesline. Thorpe able to duck under and quickly grasp the shoulder and arm.
Ace: Thorpe bringing over Stevens quickly here with an Arm Drag.
Thorpe pivots on his knee quickly, pushing to his feet. Stevens to his feet as well but a half second too late. Thorpe pushes Stevens back into the ropes and sends him across for the ride.
Blackfront: Stevens sent across here.
Thorpe leaps into the air connecting with a front dropkick that catches Stevens in the chest. Stevens falls, his back colliding on the mat.
Ace: Thorpe with a nice looking dropkick there, he's taking the fight right to Stevens here, in defense of his crown.
Thorpe is instantly on top of Stevens pulling the fan favorite to his feet. Thorpe lines it up and delivers a staggered hard right hand that forces the Texan back on his feet. Stevens, being a brawler himself, absorbs the hit, steadying himself on his feet.
Blackfront: Scott Stevens took all of that one.
Ace: Just ate it. He's dazed though. Look at that face.
Stevens turns and out of sheer will and in ring experience throws his own punch. Thorpe just smiles at getting hit in the face and brings another hard punch. Stevens eats that one and delivers his own.
Blackfront: Stevens trading blows with Thorpe here.
Ace: Does he have a death wish? This was already the impossible task, but now to throw down - fist n' cuffs with Thorpe. Not smart.
Stevens gains a full head of steam and now the fists come almost too fast, too furiously.
Blackfront: Both men firing away here, the fans reaching a fever pitch.
Ace: Colton Thorpe firing away, pushing Stevens towards the corner. The Wildfire Champ is gaining the edge.
Stevens has his back in the corner, Thrope is hard with the Irish Whip sending Stevens into the other corner. Thorpe runs in and clobbers the HOW star with a Forearm to the side of the head. Stevens stumbles out, dazed.
Ace: Thorpe lifts Stevens in the air.
Thorpe lifts Stevens from behind but leans forward while he sits out sending Stevens FACE FIRST onto the mat.
Blackfront: What in the world was that!?
Ace: Colton Thorpe with a great move there. He rolls Stevens over, pulling the legs back.
Official slides in.
ONE...
TWO...
THR...
Blackfront: And no! Stevens still alive here, after muscling out.
Ace: Colton Thorpe just an inch away from retaining his Wildfire Title right there. That was close.
Thorpe is up, he's in the ref's face, arguing the count. The official shakes his head assuring him that he was on top of it. Thorpe looks back at Stevens who's pushing up to a knee.
Blackfront: Thorpe driving the tip of his elbow right into Stevens' shoulder. And that's gotta hurt.
Ace: Maybe Stevens had too much time away. Maybe he's got too much on his plate. I mean that could've been the reason why at International Affair he failed to capture the shot at the WORLD TITLE.
Blackfront: Regardless he earned himself a shot at A title in the UTA. More than a lot of the folks in the back can say.
Thrope stands over the fallen Stevens briefly, throwing both his arms to the side. The fans letting him have it a bit. He smirks and pulls Stevens to his feet. Thorpe pushes Stevens back into the ropes, Stevens reverses the hold, sends Thorpe over. Thorpe off the far side, Stevens swings with a clothesline, Colton underneath of it and quickly wraps Stevens around the neck and yanks him down to the ground with a quick DDT. Stevens landing hard on his neck.
Ace: What a DDT!!
Thorpe presses into a cover again.
ONE...
TWO...
Blackfront: Stevens gets his shoulder up and the dream is still alive here. Thorpe breaking out the big guns and so far they aren't working.
Ace: Listen, if Colton Thorpe was breaking out the big guns Scott Stevens would be headed to the retirement home, alright?
Back in the ring, Thorpe is shaking his head, unable to believe his luck. He reaches down guiding Stevens to his feet. Thorpe then delivers a hard kick right to the bulky brace on Stevens' knee. Stevens drops to a knee in obvious pain.
Ace: Having a knee brace like that is a clear target to an opponent and Thorpe will certainly take advantage.
The crowd reacts to the kick with a chorus of boos as Thorpe motions for Stevens to get to his feet. Before Stevens can even think about doing that Thorpe drops another elbow stirke right into his face, sending the hard hitting Texan slumping.
Ace: Thorpe will not stop. He's determined to keep his Wildfire Championship firmly around his waist.
Blackfront: Certainly seems it, but Scott Stevens is determined to rip that Wildfire Championship right out of Thorpe's hands, in doing so wiping that stupid smirk right off his face.
With Stevens slumped into the ring corner, Thrope takes a few steps back. He lets out a roar and charges in with his head down.
Ace: Here comes Thorpe with a full head of steam.
Blackfront: Stevens turns the shoulder, Thorpe gets caught.
Sure enough the shoulder block from Stevens was enough to daze Thorpe. Stevens has only a quick window to act. Stevens pushes against the ropes, he comes off and delivers Thorpe to the ground with a Facebuster.
Blackfront: Stevens going to work on that mug of Colton Thorpe.
Stevens sends a hard boot to Thorpe's upper chest, before dropping a leg over his throat. Immediately Colton's hands come up to his neck as he struggles to catch his breath.
Ace: Colton Thorpe can't breath. Come on ref, get Stevens out of here.
Stevens stands Thorpe on his feet, delivering a hard chop that backs up the Wildfire Champion. Stevens pushes in, pulling Thorpe's arm, and wiping him across the ropes. Thorpes comes off the side as Stevens leans into a lariat, leveling him. Thrope rolls quickly to his feet and charges Stevens.
Ace: No quit in Colton.
Stevens ducks a clothesline, spins Thorpe around and brings him down with a hard DDT, bouncing Thorpe's neck onto the mat.
Blackfront: Again Stevens working over that neck, that's gotta hurt. Thorpe is in a world of pain right now, Tommy.
Ace: Don't count him out though, Jason. Colton Thorpe has recovered from worse than this, I can assure you.
Thorpe pulls himself up using the middle rope as Stevens charges in. Thorpe drops his shoulder, sending the HOW superstar, up and over the top rope. Stevens, using the vet savy, is able to stablize himself on the mat and he delivers a shot to Colton's head with a short little forearm.
Blackfront: Good move from Thorpe but Stevens manages to keep his feet. He fires away with another short forearm, but look at this!
Thorpe fires back with one of his own. Stevens lunges backwards, using a hand to grab the rope, preventing his fall to the outside. Thorpe brings down an elbow on one of the arms, breaking it's hold.
Ace: Thorpe breaking that hold.
Thorpe's face brightens, as a light bulb goes off. Thorpe steps back and takes towards the near turnbuckle at full blast, he leaps off towards the outside where he locks his arm around Stevens' neck and brings him down to the arena floor with a Tornado DDT!
Ace: THORPE THROUGH THE AIR! WOW WHAT A MOVE! Both men down!
Blackfront: Colton Thorpe throwing caution to the wind right there as he took the fight right to Scott Stevens. Both men down sucking wind. What's going to happen in this one, sportsfans?
The referee is to the ropes starting his tradtional ten count.
ONE...
Blackfront: Whomever is to their feet first here will be at a huge advantage. Colton Thorpe didn't get off easy with that one, putting his body on the line here tonight as he defends his Wildfire Title. This is what UTA is all about, right here.
TWO...
THREE..
Ace: Jason, you're right. Colton Thorpe is exactly what UTA is all about. I'm glad you're finally seeing the light.
FOUR...
FIVE...
SIX...
Outside the ring, Thorpe pushes to one knee, the count continues to climb. Stevens is staggering to a knee as well, but that doesn't stop Thorpe from charging him. Stevens in desperation throws his shoulder forward, catching Thorpe low. Stevens quickly wraps his arms around Colton's torso and drives him to the ring floor with nothing more than a school yard football tackle.
Blackfront: Stevens with a pure football tackle there. The Bears might look into signing him.
Stevens picks up Thorpe and rolls him into the ring, under the bottom rope. He moves gingerly, bringing a hand to his back in pain. Opting to take the stairs, rather than slide in after Thorpe.
Ace: Looks like that DDT from the top really did the job. Stevens in obvious pain here.
Blackfront: Well let's see if he can work through it. Scott Stevens with a chance here to become Wildfire Champion. But not being on top of Thorpe was costly. The Champ is to his feet as Stevens climbs into the ring.
Stevens and Thrope surge together, Thorpe throws a clothesline that Stevens is able to duck under. Stevens runs his forearm into the throat of Thorpe, holding him in a facelock, quickly the Scorpion throws his own feet backwards driving the back of Colton's head hard onto the mat.
Blackfront: SCOPRION DEATH DROP! Stevens! Could be a new champion!
The fans rise, the official slides in. His hand comes down.
ONE...
TWO...
THR...
Ace: NO! THORPE IS STILL ALIVE!
Blackfronts: Fans groaning here in Chicago as they thought that we just had a new champion. Heartbreak City. The Lonsome Loser so close there.
Stevens is to his feet, his hands on the side of the head wondering what more he has to do. Thorpe is up now too, heavily dazed. Stevens steps forward to meet the champion, a few jabs back Thorpe into the corner and Stevens steps in and sends him across to the other side.
Ace: Thorpe hard into the corner and he's sent slumping. I hope the Champ can recover here, Stevens is gaining bit of an upper hand.
Blackfront: Stevens is feeling the love from this crowd. I mean he's wrestled in Chicago for years!
With Thorpe slumping Stevens explodes out of the corner, driving his bulky knee brace into the side of the champion's head.
Ace: WHOA! That move is trademarked!
Blackfront: By who?
Ace: Our World Champion. Show some damn respect!
Blackfront: Ace, all's fair in love and war and tonight, this match, has been just that. A war.
Stevens pins.
ONE..
TWO...
Ace: Thorpe able to power out and Stevens can't believe it. I almost feel bad for this guy. He's been taking it to Thorpe and Colton just won't quit.
Stevens pushes Thorpe into the ropes and sends him over with an Irish Whip. Thorpe reverses the Irish Whip and charges Stevens. As Stevens rebounds off the ropes Thorpe catches him with a Crossbody Block low that sends Scott to the mat.
Ace: Thorpe showing some fight here.
Stevens quickly rolls to a knee and charges again, leaning forward with a Lariat. Thorpe ducks underneath and spins Stevens around gripping him around the neck, throwing his legs back and dring Scott down to the ring with a Snap DDT, catching his neck.
Ace: Don't say I didn't, say I didn't warn ya.
Blackfront: Relax Taylor.
Stevens is up holding his neck. Thorpe pushes him back into the ropes and sends him over, Irish Whip is reversed, Thorpe off the side, Stevens stopped, Thorpe goes to throw the superkick.
Blackfront: Stevens with it well scouted there, and grabs Thorpe's leg and spins him around. Looking for the Stinger here is the Scorpion.
Before Scott Stevens can get a good grip on Colton Thorpe, Thorpe steps to the side. As Strevens turns to face the champ, Colton throws a low kick catching Stevens in the knee, which Colton had worked over early. Instantly Stevens stumbles to a knee, even before he began to stumble the kick was coming.
Ace: THORPEDO! THORPEDO!
Stevens ducks back to avoid the kick, waits as Thorpe turns back around and catches him with the Toxic Sting!
Blackfront: Stevens with the pin, this could be all over!
One.
Two.
Three!
DING DING DING!
Ace: Noooooooooo!!!
Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner, and NEW Wildfire Champion, Scott Stevens!!
While Tommy Ace wallows Scott Stevens is awarded the Wildfire Championship and thrusts it up in the air.
Blackfront: Tonight continues to be a bad night for our defending champions. Congrats to Scott Stevens as our new Wildfire Champion.
With Scott celebrating in the ring the show fades out to a commercial break.
Ace: We have three championship matches left, with Eric Dane defending the UTA World Championship against Perfection in our Mainevent, and CBR defends his Legacy Championship against Zhalia Fears. Up next the Wildfire Championship will be put on the line when Colton Thorpe thorpedo's Scott Stevens to the back of the line.
Blackfront: If our previous defenses are telling, tonight is not a good night for our champions. We have a new Prodigy Champion in Kendrix, and the new Hardcore Champion is-
Ace: A Dibbins. Great god, is there no justice in this world? On top of it all a circus attraction defeated Sean Jackson just moments ago! that official is getting a Christmas firing by Mr. Lorenzo!
Blackfront: A huge upset there. Do you think that Chicago's own frequent attraction, Scott Stevens, can capture the Wildfire title, Tommy?
Ace: No. If a epic showdown between Cayle Murray and Colton Thorpe didn't see Murray as a new champion, I don't see how Scott can have any better luck tonight. He also has the Pantheon to contend with as well after all.
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 the opening guitar riffs and “Hellraiser” by Motorhead begins to play throughout the PA system.
Blackfont: You may be right, Tommy. And it looks like we will not have to wait long as that match is happening right now.
Ace: Smart money would be to turn around and walk back to the other arena.
The cheers intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas.
Announcer: Introducing at this time, coming to us from the Great State of Texas, by way of Houston, Texas.
Walking down the aisle, he fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers.
Announcer: Standing at six feet, six inches, and weighing in at two hundred and fifty-six pounds...
As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and looks out at the crowd.
Announcer: This...is....SCOTTTTTTTTTTTTT STEEEEEEEEEEEVENSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!
Not even letting his music come to an end, “Monster” by Skillet begins to play over the arenas sound system as the UTA fans immediately begin with the boos and jeers. As the instrumental beginning merges into the opening lyrics, Colton Thorpe backs out from the curtain with his head slightly cocked. He slowly turns, facing the audience with an unimpressed expression.
Ace: The Champion is here! He is just one Thorpedo away from securing yet another successful defense.
Blackfront: Colton Thorpe has proven his worth as a champion but tonight he faces a man that came out of Alcatraz with a Championship of his own.
Ace: Right city, Wrong promotion. Hope they enjoy that viewer boost, Jason.
Announcer: Introducing his opponent, hailing from Cleveland, Ohio...
Thorpe saunters down the entrance ramp, looking out into the mass of people as the red and white strobe lighting lights the rampway. His appearance is disheveled: Hair is unkempt, soaked with water dripping down his face. Sporting a black jacket which has the left sleeve torn off, the initials “CT” appear to be spray painted onto the left breast pocket. His walk is slower, and is constantly adjusting his neck and rolling his shoulders.
Announcer: Standing at 6'3” and weighing in at 228 lbs...
Thorpe walks around towards the left side of the ring with a lack of acknowledgement for the ringside fans. What a few weeks ago was near silence for the newcomer has quickly evolved into a healthy hate from the fans in attendance. He climbs up the onto the apron, taking off his jacket before tossing it onto the floor outside the ring.
Announcer: He is the Wildfire Champion, COLTON THORPE!
Hearing his name brings the slightest of a smirk to his face, but very little emotion is shown. He splits the ropes into the ring and begins to pace back and forth, throwing phantom punches as a type of pre fight/match routine. He adjusts to the center of the ring bouncing up and down, shifting his weight from left to right. Cocking his head to see Stevens with an icy glare, then gestures across his throat.
Ding ding ding!
The bell rings and both men begin to circle on the outer part of the ring. Stevens throwing his arms in an effort to keep them lose, as Thorpe keeps his eyes trained straight ahead at his target.
Blackfront: Ladies and Gentlemen we've got a good one here for you tonight as Colton Thorpe defends his Wildfire Title against Scott Stevens. Stevens, no stranger to Chicago, of course. And this crowd sounds like they are behind him a hundred and ten percent.
Ace: I'm not going to lie, Jason, I don't think it's necessarily that the crowd is behind Stevens. I think they are AGAINST Colton Thorpe.
Blackfront: I'm not going to sugarcoat it, that could be entirely possible. Colton Thorpe has done himself no favors here in the UTA, becoming one of the most hated individuals this year, Tommy.
Ace: Jealousy. Their jealous of his haircut, jealous of his success. People want to be Colton Thorpe, it's that simple.
The two men come together, briefly entering into a lock up before Stevens wildly swings an elbow and catches Thorpe in the side of the head.
Blackfront: You think people want to be Colton Thorpe now? Looked like that elbow to the head hurt.
Ace: Occupational hazard, partner. We've all got them. Some more than others.
In the ring, the two men circle again. They lunge forward, Stevens with an attempt at a clothesline. Thorpe able to duck under and quickly grasp the shoulder and arm.
Ace: Thorpe bringing over Stevens quickly here with an Arm Drag.
Thorpe pivots on his knee quickly, pushing to his feet. Stevens to his feet as well but a half second too late. Thorpe pushes Stevens back into the ropes and sends him across for the ride.
Blackfront: Stevens sent across here.
Thorpe leaps into the air connecting with a front dropkick that catches Stevens in the chest. Stevens falls, his back colliding on the mat.
Ace: Thorpe with a nice looking dropkick there, he's taking the fight right to Stevens here, in defense of his crown.
Thorpe is instantly on top of Stevens pulling the fan favorite to his feet. Thorpe lines it up and delivers a staggered hard right hand that forces the Texan back on his feet. Stevens, being a brawler himself, absorbs the hit, steadying himself on his feet.
Blackfront: Scott Stevens took all of that one.
Ace: Just ate it. He's dazed though. Look at that face.
Stevens turns and out of sheer will and in ring experience throws his own punch. Thorpe just smiles at getting hit in the face and brings another hard punch. Stevens eats that one and delivers his own.
Blackfront: Stevens trading blows with Thorpe here.
Ace: Does he have a death wish? This was already the impossible task, but now to throw down - fist n' cuffs with Thorpe. Not smart.
Stevens gains a full head of steam and now the fists come almost too fast, too furiously.
Blackfront: Both men firing away here, the fans reaching a fever pitch.
Ace: Colton Thorpe firing away, pushing Stevens towards the corner. The Wildfire Champ is gaining the edge.
Stevens has his back in the corner, Thrope is hard with the Irish Whip sending Stevens into the other corner. Thorpe runs in and clobbers the HOW star with a Forearm to the side of the head. Stevens stumbles out, dazed.
Ace: Thorpe lifts Stevens in the air.
Thorpe lifts Stevens from behind but leans forward while he sits out sending Stevens FACE FIRST onto the mat.
Blackfront: What in the world was that!?
Ace: Colton Thorpe with a great move there. He rolls Stevens over, pulling the legs back.
Official slides in.
ONE...
TWO...
THR...
Blackfront: And no! Stevens still alive here, after muscling out.
Ace: Colton Thorpe just an inch away from retaining his Wildfire Title right there. That was close.
Thorpe is up, he's in the ref's face, arguing the count. The official shakes his head assuring him that he was on top of it. Thorpe looks back at Stevens who's pushing up to a knee.
Blackfront: Thorpe driving the tip of his elbow right into Stevens' shoulder. And that's gotta hurt.
Ace: Maybe Stevens had too much time away. Maybe he's got too much on his plate. I mean that could've been the reason why at International Affair he failed to capture the shot at the WORLD TITLE.
Blackfront: Regardless he earned himself a shot at A title in the UTA. More than a lot of the folks in the back can say.
Thrope stands over the fallen Stevens briefly, throwing both his arms to the side. The fans letting him have it a bit. He smirks and pulls Stevens to his feet. Thorpe pushes Stevens back into the ropes, Stevens reverses the hold, sends Thorpe over. Thorpe off the far side, Stevens swings with a clothesline, Colton underneath of it and quickly wraps Stevens around the neck and yanks him down to the ground with a quick DDT. Stevens landing hard on his neck.
Ace: What a DDT!!
Thorpe presses into a cover again.
ONE...
TWO...
Blackfront: Stevens gets his shoulder up and the dream is still alive here. Thorpe breaking out the big guns and so far they aren't working.
Ace: Listen, if Colton Thorpe was breaking out the big guns Scott Stevens would be headed to the retirement home, alright?
Back in the ring, Thorpe is shaking his head, unable to believe his luck. He reaches down guiding Stevens to his feet. Thorpe then delivers a hard kick right to the bulky brace on Stevens' knee. Stevens drops to a knee in obvious pain.
Ace: Having a knee brace like that is a clear target to an opponent and Thorpe will certainly take advantage.
The crowd reacts to the kick with a chorus of boos as Thorpe motions for Stevens to get to his feet. Before Stevens can even think about doing that Thorpe drops another elbow stirke right into his face, sending the hard hitting Texan slumping.
Ace: Thorpe will not stop. He's determined to keep his Wildfire Championship firmly around his waist.
Blackfront: Certainly seems it, but Scott Stevens is determined to rip that Wildfire Championship right out of Thorpe's hands, in doing so wiping that stupid smirk right off his face.
With Stevens slumped into the ring corner, Thrope takes a few steps back. He lets out a roar and charges in with his head down.
Ace: Here comes Thorpe with a full head of steam.
Blackfront: Stevens turns the shoulder, Thorpe gets caught.
Sure enough the shoulder block from Stevens was enough to daze Thorpe. Stevens has only a quick window to act. Stevens pushes against the ropes, he comes off and delivers Thorpe to the ground with a Facebuster.
Blackfront: Stevens going to work on that mug of Colton Thorpe.
Stevens sends a hard boot to Thorpe's upper chest, before dropping a leg over his throat. Immediately Colton's hands come up to his neck as he struggles to catch his breath.
Ace: Colton Thorpe can't breath. Come on ref, get Stevens out of here.
Stevens stands Thorpe on his feet, delivering a hard chop that backs up the Wildfire Champion. Stevens pushes in, pulling Thorpe's arm, and wiping him across the ropes. Thorpes comes off the side as Stevens leans into a lariat, leveling him. Thrope rolls quickly to his feet and charges Stevens.
Ace: No quit in Colton.
Stevens ducks a clothesline, spins Thorpe around and brings him down with a hard DDT, bouncing Thorpe's neck onto the mat.
Blackfront: Again Stevens working over that neck, that's gotta hurt. Thorpe is in a world of pain right now, Tommy.
Ace: Don't count him out though, Jason. Colton Thorpe has recovered from worse than this, I can assure you.
Thorpe pulls himself up using the middle rope as Stevens charges in. Thorpe drops his shoulder, sending the HOW superstar, up and over the top rope. Stevens, using the vet savy, is able to stablize himself on the mat and he delivers a shot to Colton's head with a short little forearm.
Blackfront: Good move from Thorpe but Stevens manages to keep his feet. He fires away with another short forearm, but look at this!
Thorpe fires back with one of his own. Stevens lunges backwards, using a hand to grab the rope, preventing his fall to the outside. Thorpe brings down an elbow on one of the arms, breaking it's hold.
Ace: Thorpe breaking that hold.
Thorpe's face brightens, as a light bulb goes off. Thorpe steps back and takes towards the near turnbuckle at full blast, he leaps off towards the outside where he locks his arm around Stevens' neck and brings him down to the arena floor with a Tornado DDT!
Ace: THORPE THROUGH THE AIR! WOW WHAT A MOVE! Both men down!
Blackfront: Colton Thorpe throwing caution to the wind right there as he took the fight right to Scott Stevens. Both men down sucking wind. What's going to happen in this one, sportsfans?
The referee is to the ropes starting his tradtional ten count.
ONE...
Blackfront: Whomever is to their feet first here will be at a huge advantage. Colton Thorpe didn't get off easy with that one, putting his body on the line here tonight as he defends his Wildfire Title. This is what UTA is all about, right here.
TWO...
THREE..
Ace: Jason, you're right. Colton Thorpe is exactly what UTA is all about. I'm glad you're finally seeing the light.
FOUR...
FIVE...
SIX...
Outside the ring, Thorpe pushes to one knee, the count continues to climb. Stevens is staggering to a knee as well, but that doesn't stop Thorpe from charging him. Stevens in desperation throws his shoulder forward, catching Thorpe low. Stevens quickly wraps his arms around Colton's torso and drives him to the ring floor with nothing more than a school yard football tackle.
Blackfront: Stevens with a pure football tackle there. The Bears might look into signing him.
Stevens picks up Thorpe and rolls him into the ring, under the bottom rope. He moves gingerly, bringing a hand to his back in pain. Opting to take the stairs, rather than slide in after Thorpe.
Ace: Looks like that DDT from the top really did the job. Stevens in obvious pain here.
Blackfront: Well let's see if he can work through it. Scott Stevens with a chance here to become Wildfire Champion. But not being on top of Thorpe was costly. The Champ is to his feet as Stevens climbs into the ring.
Stevens and Thrope surge together, Thorpe throws a clothesline that Stevens is able to duck under. Stevens runs his forearm into the throat of Thorpe, holding him in a facelock, quickly the Scorpion throws his own feet backwards driving the back of Colton's head hard onto the mat.
Blackfront: SCOPRION DEATH DROP! Stevens! Could be a new champion!
The fans rise, the official slides in. His hand comes down.
ONE...
TWO...
THR...
Ace: NO! THORPE IS STILL ALIVE!
Blackfronts: Fans groaning here in Chicago as they thought that we just had a new champion. Heartbreak City. The Lonsome Loser so close there.
Stevens is to his feet, his hands on the side of the head wondering what more he has to do. Thorpe is up now too, heavily dazed. Stevens steps forward to meet the champion, a few jabs back Thorpe into the corner and Stevens steps in and sends him across to the other side.
Ace: Thorpe hard into the corner and he's sent slumping. I hope the Champ can recover here, Stevens is gaining bit of an upper hand.
Blackfront: Stevens is feeling the love from this crowd. I mean he's wrestled in Chicago for years!
With Thorpe slumping Stevens explodes out of the corner, driving his bulky knee brace into the side of the champion's head.
Ace: WHOA! That move is trademarked!
Blackfront: By who?
Ace: Our World Champion. Show some damn respect!
Blackfront: Ace, all's fair in love and war and tonight, this match, has been just that. A war.
Stevens pins.
ONE..
TWO...
Ace: Thorpe able to power out and Stevens can't believe it. I almost feel bad for this guy. He's been taking it to Thorpe and Colton just won't quit.
Stevens pushes Thorpe into the ropes and sends him over with an Irish Whip. Thorpe reverses the Irish Whip and charges Stevens. As Stevens rebounds off the ropes Thorpe catches him with a Crossbody Block low that sends Scott to the mat.
Ace: Thorpe showing some fight here.
Stevens quickly rolls to a knee and charges again, leaning forward with a Lariat. Thorpe ducks underneath and spins Stevens around gripping him around the neck, throwing his legs back and dring Scott down to the ring with a Snap DDT, catching his neck.
Ace: Don't say I didn't, say I didn't warn ya.
Blackfront: Relax Taylor.
Stevens is up holding his neck. Thorpe pushes him back into the ropes and sends him over, Irish Whip is reversed, Thorpe off the side, Stevens stopped, Thorpe goes to throw the superkick.
Blackfront: Stevens with it well scouted there, and grabs Thorpe's leg and spins him around. Looking for the Stinger here is the Scorpion.
Before Scott Stevens can get a good grip on Colton Thorpe, Thorpe steps to the side. As Strevens turns to face the champ, Colton throws a low kick catching Stevens in the knee, which Colton had worked over early. Instantly Stevens stumbles to a knee, even before he began to stumble the kick was coming.
Ace: THORPEDO! THORPEDO!
Stevens ducks back to avoid the kick, waits as Thorpe turns back around and catches him with the Toxic Sting!
Blackfront: Stevens with the pin, this could be all over!
One.
Two.
Three!
DING DING DING!
Ace: Noooooooooo!!!
Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner, and NEW Wildfire Champion, Scott Stevens!!
While Tommy Ace wallows Scott Stevens is awarded the Wildfire Championship and thrusts it up in the air.
Blackfront: Tonight continues to be a bad night for our defending champions. Congrats to Scott Stevens as our new Wildfire Champion.
With Scott celebrating in the ring the show fades out to a commercial break.