Post by Jman2k3 on Feb 11, 2018 4:50:36 GMT
ANDY MURRAY VS. SCOTT STEVENS
DDK:
Welcome back Ladies and Gentlemen! It’s time for our next match of the evening, as WrestleUTA’s Scott Stevens takes on the promotion’s former World Champion, Andy Murray.
Angus:
Interesting clash here, Keebs. Things haven’t been going so well for Andy, who returned from a considerable absence to eat a loss to BRAZEN’s Danny Diggs last week, leading many to believe that the 24-year veteran has finally lost a step or two. Tonight, he’ll be facing a big, burly bruiser in Stevens, who won’t think twice about putting him on the shelf.
DDK:
It’ll be two big hosses going at it. This is generally the kind of environment both men thrive in, and the UTA vs. DEFIANCE narrative should make it heated. If Stevens can outdo Andy tonight, he could be set for a huge springboard up the card: beating a Murray means something here in DEF.
Angus:
It does… I just hope the old gunslinger’s got enough in him not only to put Stevens away, but shove that Eff DEFIANCE shirt right up his ass.
♫ “Hail To The King, Baby” by The Heavy Eyes ♫
The track runs through the usual drum & organ introduction, before kicking in with the rhythm in full flow. Andy Murray steps out from the backstage area, ready for a fight, and starts making his way down the ramp. Murray slaps hands as he goes, but looks a little grouchier than usual. He eventually reaches the bottom, rolls under the bottom rope, and throws a hand in the air.
Darren Quimbey:
Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Aberdeen, Scotland, he weighs in at 280lbs… ANDY MURRAAYYYYYYYYY!
♫ “Hellraiser” by Motorhead ♫
The slow bellow of the guitar hits and the cheers that filled the arena quickly turn into jeers of pure hatred. A group of security wearing #FUCKDEFIANCE t-shirts make their way down the stairs and Scott Stevens appears at the top. As Stevens makes his way down the steps soda and food are thrown his way, but Stevens doesn’t lose his focus as the garbage hits him.
Darren Quimbey:
… aaaand his opponent! From The Great State of Texas, weighing in at 256 pounds…SCOTT! STEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEENS!
The bell rings.
Two tough, mean bastards start circling. Murray talks a little shit to Stevens, who smirks in response, prompting the Scot to move to the centre of the ring. He taps his chin. There won’t be any lock-ups tonight, folks, as Stevens comes forward, answering Andy’s challenge with a right forearm.
Andy winces, clutches his jaw, then shakes his head. He slugs Stevens back. Scott asks if that’s all he’s got, and blasts him with another. Soon there’s a full-on forearm exchange going on in the middle of the ring, as the match takes a big turn through Macho Bullshitville!
Stevens wins that exchange, landing a few unanswered. He sends Andy to the ropes, but The King ducks the attempted clothesline, belting his opponent with a European Uppercut as he turns around. Another European follows. Murray sends him to the corner, then tries to follow up with a leaping forearm, but Stevens clocks him right in the jaw! Straight right. Uppercut. Biiiiig chop across the throat! Scott plants Andy in the corner and starts stomping a mudhole in the grizzled old vet.
DDK:
We know Andy Murray is a proud, proud man, but I’m not sure goading Stevens into that striking exchange was a good idea! The Texan has complete control of this one!
Scott wears Murray down with the boots. He eventually turns away from the corner, basks in the crowd’s hatred, then lets out a “FUCK DEFIANCE” call. Bad idea. Out comes Murray, charging towards Stevens, smacking him with a Lariat. Scott stays on his feet, though! Andy to the ropes, rebound, another Lariat!
The Texan falls to a seated position. Murray again hits the ropes, this time coming back with a sliding kick to the face. Andy hauls Scott to his feet. Stevens slugs him in the stomach a couple of times, then powers up, but eats a straight headbutt from Murray! A couple of big elbows follow, then some stinging chops to the chest, before Murray adjusts his him and strikes him right across the throat.
Angus:
Shades of Jason Natas, baby! This old dog still knows how to fight!
DDK:
Several minutes in and we still haven’t seen a single wrestling move! This is a by god slugfest, Angus! Just how The Faithful like it!
Stevens is built like a tank, but not even he can deal with a temporarily squashed windpipe. He falls to one knee, allowing Andy to stick a hand behind his head, then crack him with a few sharp elbows straight to the face. Murray backs off, letting the Texan get up a little bit, before hitting a couple of stiff bodykicks. Scott falls back against the ropes. Murray beats his chest, roars, then charges forward… only to get his head taken off with a Lariat!
Both men are down, selling hard. Stevens gets up first and prevents Murray’s climb by stomping down on him. He eventually peels the man from the mat, absorbs a couple of forearms, but gets out of it with a blatant thumb to the eye! The miniscule Carla Ferrari admonishes him as The Faithful let Stevens have it.
Murray has time to recover… but he’s bleeding from a wound across his right eyebrow, and wobbling. He beckons Scott forward. Andy’s wild right hand misses, and Stevens gets behind, hitting a straight elbow to the back of Murray’s head. He finally executes the match’s first actual move, grabbing Andy’s head, and downing him with a Scorpion Death Drop!
Angus:
Awww, for fuck’s sake! Murray’s busted up, and Stevens just hit a potentially game-changing Reverse DDT! I don’t like this at all…
Confident and in control, Stevens lets Murray rise to a certain degree. He then comes back with his version of a running Knee Trembler - Don’t Mess With Texas. Andy hits the dirt like a sack of potatoes, but Stevens isn’t done with him yet. He hauls him up, places him in the corner, and hits a flurry of elbows, deliberately targeting bleeding brow. Ferrari calls him off with the threat of disqualification and immediately tends to Murray.
DDK:
Folks, this could be called off right here, right now! I don’t Murray know how much Murray can see with blood running down into his eye.
A team of medics hit the ring. Stevens isn’t happy with this, of course, but they spend a few seconds checking the big man out. Murray’s desperate to continue. He orders the medics away. One shares an unsure glance with Ferrari, who orders the action continues.
Scott comes forward but Andy surges, catching his opponent with a desperation headbutt! He wobbles himself, but regains enough composure to hoist Stevens off his feet…
DDK:
HIGHLAND HANGO-- NO!
Stevens slips out the back! Big elbow to Murray! CUTTER!
DDK:
Toxic Sting! That’s Stevens’ finisher!
The Texan makes the cover…
ONE!
TWO!
… then deliberately pulls away.
With a wicked grin on his face, Scott Stevens rises to his feet, grabs Andy Murray, and throws his head between his thighs. He lifts him in the air, leaps, then piledrivers him into the mat.
Angus:
FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DDK:
Stevens wins, but what a brutal way to do it! There was absolutely no need for the Piledriver after the Toxic Sting!
Angus:
Fuck, Keebs. He messed Big Murray up good and proper. Our boy barely got a look in, and Stevens wins decisively and cleanly…
A smug Stevens rises to his feet, holding a hand in the air.
Darren Quimbey:
Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner via pinfall… SCOTT STEVENS!
DDK:
No caveats here, folks! Stevens just dominated Andy Murray! A strong performance, but a worrying sign for the DEFIANCE side...
DDK:
Welcome back Ladies and Gentlemen! It’s time for our next match of the evening, as WrestleUTA’s Scott Stevens takes on the promotion’s former World Champion, Andy Murray.
Angus:
Interesting clash here, Keebs. Things haven’t been going so well for Andy, who returned from a considerable absence to eat a loss to BRAZEN’s Danny Diggs last week, leading many to believe that the 24-year veteran has finally lost a step or two. Tonight, he’ll be facing a big, burly bruiser in Stevens, who won’t think twice about putting him on the shelf.
DDK:
It’ll be two big hosses going at it. This is generally the kind of environment both men thrive in, and the UTA vs. DEFIANCE narrative should make it heated. If Stevens can outdo Andy tonight, he could be set for a huge springboard up the card: beating a Murray means something here in DEF.
Angus:
It does… I just hope the old gunslinger’s got enough in him not only to put Stevens away, but shove that Eff DEFIANCE shirt right up his ass.
♫ “Hail To The King, Baby” by The Heavy Eyes ♫
The track runs through the usual drum & organ introduction, before kicking in with the rhythm in full flow. Andy Murray steps out from the backstage area, ready for a fight, and starts making his way down the ramp. Murray slaps hands as he goes, but looks a little grouchier than usual. He eventually reaches the bottom, rolls under the bottom rope, and throws a hand in the air.
Darren Quimbey:
Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Aberdeen, Scotland, he weighs in at 280lbs… ANDY MURRAAYYYYYYYYY!
♫ “Hellraiser” by Motorhead ♫
The slow bellow of the guitar hits and the cheers that filled the arena quickly turn into jeers of pure hatred. A group of security wearing #FUCKDEFIANCE t-shirts make their way down the stairs and Scott Stevens appears at the top. As Stevens makes his way down the steps soda and food are thrown his way, but Stevens doesn’t lose his focus as the garbage hits him.
Darren Quimbey:
… aaaand his opponent! From The Great State of Texas, weighing in at 256 pounds…SCOTT! STEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEENS!
The bell rings.
Two tough, mean bastards start circling. Murray talks a little shit to Stevens, who smirks in response, prompting the Scot to move to the centre of the ring. He taps his chin. There won’t be any lock-ups tonight, folks, as Stevens comes forward, answering Andy’s challenge with a right forearm.
Andy winces, clutches his jaw, then shakes his head. He slugs Stevens back. Scott asks if that’s all he’s got, and blasts him with another. Soon there’s a full-on forearm exchange going on in the middle of the ring, as the match takes a big turn through Macho Bullshitville!
Stevens wins that exchange, landing a few unanswered. He sends Andy to the ropes, but The King ducks the attempted clothesline, belting his opponent with a European Uppercut as he turns around. Another European follows. Murray sends him to the corner, then tries to follow up with a leaping forearm, but Stevens clocks him right in the jaw! Straight right. Uppercut. Biiiiig chop across the throat! Scott plants Andy in the corner and starts stomping a mudhole in the grizzled old vet.
DDK:
We know Andy Murray is a proud, proud man, but I’m not sure goading Stevens into that striking exchange was a good idea! The Texan has complete control of this one!
Scott wears Murray down with the boots. He eventually turns away from the corner, basks in the crowd’s hatred, then lets out a “FUCK DEFIANCE” call. Bad idea. Out comes Murray, charging towards Stevens, smacking him with a Lariat. Scott stays on his feet, though! Andy to the ropes, rebound, another Lariat!
The Texan falls to a seated position. Murray again hits the ropes, this time coming back with a sliding kick to the face. Andy hauls Scott to his feet. Stevens slugs him in the stomach a couple of times, then powers up, but eats a straight headbutt from Murray! A couple of big elbows follow, then some stinging chops to the chest, before Murray adjusts his him and strikes him right across the throat.
Angus:
Shades of Jason Natas, baby! This old dog still knows how to fight!
DDK:
Several minutes in and we still haven’t seen a single wrestling move! This is a by god slugfest, Angus! Just how The Faithful like it!
Stevens is built like a tank, but not even he can deal with a temporarily squashed windpipe. He falls to one knee, allowing Andy to stick a hand behind his head, then crack him with a few sharp elbows straight to the face. Murray backs off, letting the Texan get up a little bit, before hitting a couple of stiff bodykicks. Scott falls back against the ropes. Murray beats his chest, roars, then charges forward… only to get his head taken off with a Lariat!
Both men are down, selling hard. Stevens gets up first and prevents Murray’s climb by stomping down on him. He eventually peels the man from the mat, absorbs a couple of forearms, but gets out of it with a blatant thumb to the eye! The miniscule Carla Ferrari admonishes him as The Faithful let Stevens have it.
Murray has time to recover… but he’s bleeding from a wound across his right eyebrow, and wobbling. He beckons Scott forward. Andy’s wild right hand misses, and Stevens gets behind, hitting a straight elbow to the back of Murray’s head. He finally executes the match’s first actual move, grabbing Andy’s head, and downing him with a Scorpion Death Drop!
Angus:
Awww, for fuck’s sake! Murray’s busted up, and Stevens just hit a potentially game-changing Reverse DDT! I don’t like this at all…
Confident and in control, Stevens lets Murray rise to a certain degree. He then comes back with his version of a running Knee Trembler - Don’t Mess With Texas. Andy hits the dirt like a sack of potatoes, but Stevens isn’t done with him yet. He hauls him up, places him in the corner, and hits a flurry of elbows, deliberately targeting bleeding brow. Ferrari calls him off with the threat of disqualification and immediately tends to Murray.
DDK:
Folks, this could be called off right here, right now! I don’t Murray know how much Murray can see with blood running down into his eye.
A team of medics hit the ring. Stevens isn’t happy with this, of course, but they spend a few seconds checking the big man out. Murray’s desperate to continue. He orders the medics away. One shares an unsure glance with Ferrari, who orders the action continues.
Scott comes forward but Andy surges, catching his opponent with a desperation headbutt! He wobbles himself, but regains enough composure to hoist Stevens off his feet…
DDK:
HIGHLAND HANGO-- NO!
Stevens slips out the back! Big elbow to Murray! CUTTER!
DDK:
Toxic Sting! That’s Stevens’ finisher!
The Texan makes the cover…
ONE!
TWO!
… then deliberately pulls away.
With a wicked grin on his face, Scott Stevens rises to his feet, grabs Andy Murray, and throws his head between his thighs. He lifts him in the air, leaps, then piledrivers him into the mat.
Angus:
FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DDK:
Stevens wins, but what a brutal way to do it! There was absolutely no need for the Piledriver after the Toxic Sting!
Angus:
Fuck, Keebs. He messed Big Murray up good and proper. Our boy barely got a look in, and Stevens wins decisively and cleanly…
A smug Stevens rises to his feet, holding a hand in the air.
Darren Quimbey:
Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner via pinfall… SCOTT STEVENS!
DDK:
No caveats here, folks! Stevens just dominated Andy Murray! A strong performance, but a worrying sign for the DEFIANCE side...