Post by Jman2k3 on Jun 10, 2018 2:40:24 GMT
Joe Hoffman: All right. We are back and it’s time for tonight’s main event.
Benny Newell: Or otherwise known as the loser’s bracket.
Joe Hoffman: I think that’s a little harsh.
Benny Newell: It’s like having three Lonesome Losers in the ring at the same time and the winner has to go on and face another loser in order to go on and lose to Brian Hollywood.
Joe Hoffman: That’s kind of in the ballpark of what’s going on here. The winner of tonight’s three way match WILL face Reggie Rivid- who lost the world title at March to Glory even though he was not pinned and did not submit.
Benny Newell: Joe, who is the world champion?
Joe Hoffman: Brian Hollywood.
Benny Newell: It doesn’t matter how he won. The important thing is that the Best Alliance won. That’s all that counts. Scoreboard…and all that other bullshit.
Joe Hoffman: And the winner of Rivid and the victor here tonight will get a shot at Brian Hollywood for the world title.
Benny Newell: And lose. Can we get this over with? I’ve got broad to bang tonight.
Joe Hoffman: Let’s throw it to Bryan McVay in the ring.
Bryan McVay: Tonight’s main event is a tag team match scheduled for one fall with the winner to face Reggie Rivid to become the NEW #1 contender for the High Octane Wrestling World Title. Introducing first…
The lights cut off and the opening of “Not Gonna Die” by Skillet blares across the PA system as a picture of a moving mask appears on the screen the screen. As soon as the lyrics appear on the screen; Darin Zion immediately comes from the back with a mask on his face, wearing a trenchcoat. Clara Zion follows behind him,
Bryan McVay: …weighing in at 230 pounds, he hails from The Windy City and is accompanied by his wife Clara to the ring, HE IS….DAAAAAAAARRRRRRIN ZIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!
As soon as Zion hits the ramp, he removes the mask and tosses it straight into the crowd. Zion rushes down to the ring with Clara trying to keep up. He slides into the ring and immediately throws his hands up into the air. He gets on the turnbuckle and pounds his chest shouting towards the crowd while Clara claps and urges the crowd to get behind him.
Joe Hoffman: We’ll see how Darin Zion’s shoulder holds up tonight. Especially after Ray McAvay used a Fujiwara Armbar to make him submit last week.
Benny Newell: I thought McAvay was going to break his arm off Hoffman…actually, I was hoping he was going to break his arm off.
Joe Hoffman: Zion’s body has endured a tremendous amount of punishment over the past few weeks. We’re going to find out how much he has left in the tank tonight.
“Lost In The Darkness” by Nox Arcana starts playing and an eerily solemn looking David Black makes his way to the ring through a mist of smoke, never even acknowledging the crowd.
Bryan McVay: Introducing next, he is a new member of the HOW Hall of Fame…from Los Angeles, California…DAVID BLACK!
Black enters the ring between the ropes and takes up position in the corner of the ring opposite Zion.
Benny Newell: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Joe Hoffman: Benny!
Benny Newell: Jesus Hoffman, he’s the Perry Como of HOW.
Joe Hoffman: And about four people will actually get that reference.
Benny Newell: Fuck em. DRINK!
Black just stands there, motionless, and waits for the bell to sound.
Red lasers and spotlights light up the area as the angelic voice of Lauryn Hill serenades the live crowd.
“Ready or not, here I come, you can’t hide – Gonna find you and take it slowly – Ready or not, here I come, you can’t hide – Gonna find you and make you want me”
The video screen lights up and a Texas flag flashes across the screen 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 “Ready or Not” by Fugees plays throughout the PA system. As the chorus begins to fade there is one final image that is displayed across the screen and that message reads in bold, capitalized letters…..S-C-O-T-T. S-T-E-V-E-N-S. as “Hellraiser” by Motorhead begins to play. The cheers intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas.
Bryan McVay: And finally, making his way to the ring at this time, he is a TWO-time High Octane Wrestling World Champion, representing the Great State of Texas, from Houston, Texas…HE IS…SCOTT! STEEEEEEE-VENNNNNNS!
Walking down the aisle, Stevens fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers. As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares out into the crowd.
Stevens gives them a nod and jumps down to the mat and warms up.
Joe Hoffman: Matt Boettcher is the referee. We’re about ready to go.
Boettcher walks to the middle of the ring and calls for the bell.
*DING-DING-DING*
Stevens and Black exchange glances. Black advances first and meets Zion in the middle of the ring. They lock up and jockey for position. Black Irish whips Zion into the ropes. Zion ducks under on the return but Stevens grabs him and tosses the Catalyst into the corner. Zion jumps back up and catches Black with a Sunset Flip. Cover…
ONE
TWO
Black kicks out and gets back up to his feet. Clara claps and nods her head in approval on the outside the ring.
Joe Hoffman: Zion caught David Black by surprise and almost pulled off a quick win there.
Benny Newell: Clara would have made the pinfall.
Stevens grabs Zion from behind and hits a belly to back suplex. He looks for an early Figure Four, but Black puts a stop to that with a kick to the Texan’s back. Black DDT’s Stevens. Zion goes up top and decapitates Black with a top rope Flying Clothesline. Stevens pops back up and clotheslines Zion. He starts to work over Zion’s bad shoulder with an armbar. Black returns to the action and drives Stevens into the corner with a series of right hands. Zion shoves Black to the ropes and charges towards Stevens in the corner. Stevens slides right and Zion hits the corner turnbuckle shoulder first.
Joe Hoffman: That’s not good.
Zion collapses in a heap in the corner.
Joe Hoffman: That’s not good at all. Zion just may have reinjured his bad shoulder!
Clara’s hands are on her cheeks and she gives off the air of a wife who is very worried her husband.
Benny Newell: If McAvay would have pulled his arm off last week, Zion wouldn’t be having this problem.
Zion rocks back and forth on the mat holding his shoulder. Black swoops in and hooks the legs. Boettcher slides in to make the count.
ONE.
TWO.
Shoulder up.
Joe Hoffman: Zion just barely avoids the pin!
Boettcher holds up two fingers.
Benny Newell: Joe, his shoulder is a mess. Zion’s only postponing the inevitable…which is only postponing the inevitable inevitable.
Joe Hoffman: What?
Benny Newell: Losing to Brian Hollywood.
Stevens walks in and stomps away at Zion’s bad shoulder. Clara turns her back when Zion shouts out in pain. Black comes up from behind and levels a forearm to Stevens’s back. Stevens turns around and brawls with Black. Zion pulls himself up, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and leaps. The Frog Splash connects and sends both Stevens and Black tumbling to the mat. Zion then catches Black with a jaw breaker, Stevens drops Zion with a pumphandle side slam and rolls him up.
ONE.
TWO.
Zion kicks out. Black trips up Stevens from behind and makes the cover. Boettcher right there again.
ONE.
TWO.
Stevens powers out. He kicks out and catches Black in the midsection.
Joe Hoffman: All three men are giving it everything they’ve got.
Benny Newell: So they can lose later on.
Joe Hoffman: No, because they all want to get a shot at Brian Hollywood.
Zion tries to sneak up on Stevens from behind. Stevens turns, kick to the stomach…
Benny Newell: Again, so they can-
Joe Hoffman: TOXIC STING!
Benny Newell: WHAT?
Zion lands in a heap near the corner.
Benny Newell: Where the fuck did that come from?
Stevens starts over to make the cover but Black grabs him from behind and backdrops him. Black then goes over to Zion but Stevens grabs him and throws him through between the top and middle rope. Black involuntarily somersaults off the ring apron and lands on the floor.
Stevens turns and looks for Zion…
Benny Newell: Wait? Where did he go?
Joe Hoffman: Clara’s pulling her husband out of the ring!
Indeed, Clara uses every bit of strength she has to pull on Darin’s good arm and drag him under the ropes.
Benny Newell: I told you she wore the pants in that family.
Zion rolls off the ring apron to the floor. The moment of hesitation costs Stevens the momentum. As he watches Clara attends to her husband and his injured shoulder, Black again catches Stevens napping by sliding back into the ring and going for a roll up. Stevens back kicks him and Black retreats a few steps. Black goes for a clothesline, Stevens ducks and drives him to the mat face first with a forward Russian legsweep. Stevens pulls Black up and nails him with an European Uppercut.
Joe Hoffman: Debbie Does Dallas.
Benny Newell: Debbie’s going to do a lot more than that later on tonight.
Joe Hoffman: Not now…
Stevens slips behind Black, locks his hand around his waist, and lifts and hits German Suplex…holds the waistlock…and hits another German Suplex…holds the waistlock…hits a third German Suplex. Stevens steps back and drives the knee into the midsection.
Joe Hoffman: Don’t Mess with Texas!
Black fires off a wild kick that catches Stevens in the groin and stops him cold. Black scrambles to the top turnbuckle and somersault suicide dives onto the Texan. Black hooks the legs.
ONE…
But his momentum rolls him through and Stevens pins Black’s shoulders down.
ONE
TWO
Joe Hoffman: NO! Black kicks out.
Stevens slams his hand on the mat in frustration. Black tries to get back to his feet. Stevens gets up to his feet.
And no one sees Zion head up to the top turnbuckle as Clara watches.
Joe Hoffman: Zion’s back up and what is he doing?
Clara shouts at him to get down.
Benny Newell: YOUR WIFE IS RIGHT! YOU SHOULDN’T BE DOING THIS!
Zion ignores her pleas and leaps into air hitting a moonsault onto Black.
Joe Hoffman: Whoa!
Benny Newell: Where in the fuck did that come from!
Joe Hoffman: What a moonsault by Darin Zion!
Zion bounces off Black and holds his injured shoulder.
Benny Newell: Yeah but…he’s still a one armed wrestler right now, Hoffman.
Stevens tries to be an opportunist and hooks one of Black’s leg to win it.
ONE.
TWO.
Joe Hoffman: BLACK KICKED OUT AGAIN!
Benny Newell: NO! HOW?
Joe Hoffman: It’s about the HOW World Title Benny. All three men want a chance at it and they’re pushing themselves to the limit to do it.
Benny Newell: So they can lose.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens pulls David Black back up.
Stevens posts Black in the corner and then turns to Zion. He goes for a powerbomb, Zion tries to counter into a hurricanrana, and Stevens tries to counter the counter into a Death Valley Driver. Zion flips out of danger. Stevens decks Zion with a right hand, lifts him back up, and posts him in the opposite corner from where Black is. Then Stevens turns to Black and takes off across the ring, crushing him against the ring post.
Joe Hoffman: STINGER SPLASH!
Benny Newell: That should take care of Black.
Joe Hoffman: But he’s not going for the pin!
Benny Newell: STEVENS!
Stevens races across the ring again towards Zion in the opposite corner. He launches himself…Zion moves at the last second…and Stevens hits the ring post.
Joe Hoffman: HE MISSED!
Benny Newell: NOOOOOOOO!
Zion sprints over to the opposite side and hits Black with a Shining Wizard.
Benny Newell: No…he’s not…
Zion hooks the legs with his good arm.
Benny Newell: …No!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
Benny Newell: Fuck me.
*DING-DING-DING*
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner…DARIN ZION!
Clara climbs into the ring and hugs him, making sure to stay away from his injured shoulder.
Joe Hoffman: Darin Zion wins! Darin Zion wins! Bad shoulder and all…Darin Zion has just pulled off an improbable win over Scott Stevens and David Black! Benny?
[…]
Joe Hoffman: Benny.
[…]
Benny Newell: Zion won. Debbie’s going to make me a bigger winner as soon as we’re done here.
Joe Hoffman: So next week, Zion will take on Reggie Rivid and the winner of that match will become the number one contender.
Benny Newell: And lose to Brian Hollywood.
Joe Hoffman: Well we shall see wont we? That is all for tonight folks…..thank you for join—–
Joe is cut off as “Back in Black” hits the PA system and the crowd stands as one as the GOD of HOW’s music just hit and the Creator makes his way out.
And as Lee Best makes his way out he does not get the usual greeting that he is accustomed to hearing at his arena in Chicago….this is Detroit…and the fans LOATHE him…..and he is not going to help matters as all tonight as the God of HOW makes his way out to the top of the entrance ramp with a Duncan Keith jersey on.
As his music fades out, AC/DC is replaced by a loud chorus of boos, and Lee loves it.
Lee Best: Man have I missed sucking on the tit of misery that is otherwise known as Detroit sports fans. WOW…..you guys suck as much dick as my boy Scott Stevens down there…….
The camera cuts to show Stevens standing up on the side of the ring looking dejected as he has once again missed out on an opportunity at making his way back into the World Title picture.
Lee Best: But enough small talk. Tonight I seen that fucking asshole JPD defeat a rusty John Sektor…and that is ok…because guess what…all that matters is that at the end of that part of the show…it was The Best Alliance standing tall and it was JPD lying in a heap…..much like Tara’s clothes at the end of my bed.
Lee pauses as the crowd boos loudly.
Lee Best: But again…I am only out here right now to talk to the winner of this here main event…..Mr. Darin Zion…the most annoying fucker on the roster…..but also one of the most talented…..but again…you are annoying as fuck….lets not let that overshadow your in ring skills shall we?
The camera focuses in on the victorious Zion and he smirks as Lee continues.
Lee Best: What my Hall of Fame announce team stated was correct. The former World Champion…a man that correctly did not get pinned or submitted at March to Glory…Reggie Rivid…..has earned at least the chance to potentially wrestle again for the World Championship. Mr. Zion you will face Reggie Rivid next week on Chaos….but the winner of that match WILL NOT go on to face Brian Hollywood.
Lee pauses for the cause and allows that statement to sink in.
Lee Best: Ill wait Zion…make sure you replay those words I just said in your head one more time….you know…don’t skim the thoughts at all…….go ahead I will wait.
Lee literally looks at his watch and watches the hand move around the face until a good thirty seconds has passed and he then continues.
Lee Best: Ok good…now that you understand what I said let me elaborate. You see the winner of Zion vs. Rivid next week does not advance to face Mr. Hollywood. No you see I feel like this should be a marathon to get a shot at the greatness that is Hollywood. That is why Darin Zion and Reggie Rivid will wrestle in a best of five series over the next several weeks with the winner of that….and only then…..will get a shot at Brian Hollywood and the World Championship……Old School Booking motherfuckers……hashtag that shit…make it fucking real.
Lee pauses and takes in the crowd who are now cheering. We see Zion unsure of how he feels about what he just heard.
Lee Best: Now let me end the show with a final thought………well final announcement per say. Last week everyone saw the GREAT team that will be taking on my Best Alliance team at War Games…and you saw the GREAT HALL OF FAME MONSTER RHYS TOWNSEND named as the captain of said team………tonight you meet the next member……and with that….I leave you Detroit……and hop on my jet and head towards the location of HOW369…….Cleveland Ohio….GO BLACKHAWKS BITCHES!!
Smiling Lee drops the mic and walks away as the feed cuts to the HOV where a video begins to play……
The darkness gives way to a darkened room of some sort. There is a single light source illuminating the room…….an opened window.
The light allows us to see a figure sitting in a chair off to the side of the window…..the person in the chair obviously staring out into the unknown.
The camera remains focused on the person as we zoom in closer and closer….and as we do it is revealed to us that is in fact not a chair….well not your typical chair.
It is a wheelchair.
As the camera gets even closer we see that the person in the chair is a man….and a man that appears to have been thru some very recent traumatic events.
Sensing the cameraman, the man turns his head towards it and then it all makes sense.
We are looking at a one eyed, washed up Hall of Famer………and the newest member of Team Townsend.
Silent Witness.
The video fades to darkness as we see a final image of what can only be called the shell of a man that once was a legend inside the squared circle…and is now just like the rest of his team…..A living memory of what was…..and not what will be.
Benny Newell: Or otherwise known as the loser’s bracket.
Joe Hoffman: I think that’s a little harsh.
Benny Newell: It’s like having three Lonesome Losers in the ring at the same time and the winner has to go on and face another loser in order to go on and lose to Brian Hollywood.
Joe Hoffman: That’s kind of in the ballpark of what’s going on here. The winner of tonight’s three way match WILL face Reggie Rivid- who lost the world title at March to Glory even though he was not pinned and did not submit.
Benny Newell: Joe, who is the world champion?
Joe Hoffman: Brian Hollywood.
Benny Newell: It doesn’t matter how he won. The important thing is that the Best Alliance won. That’s all that counts. Scoreboard…and all that other bullshit.
Joe Hoffman: And the winner of Rivid and the victor here tonight will get a shot at Brian Hollywood for the world title.
Benny Newell: And lose. Can we get this over with? I’ve got broad to bang tonight.
Joe Hoffman: Let’s throw it to Bryan McVay in the ring.
Bryan McVay: Tonight’s main event is a tag team match scheduled for one fall with the winner to face Reggie Rivid to become the NEW #1 contender for the High Octane Wrestling World Title. Introducing first…
The lights cut off and the opening of “Not Gonna Die” by Skillet blares across the PA system as a picture of a moving mask appears on the screen the screen. As soon as the lyrics appear on the screen; Darin Zion immediately comes from the back with a mask on his face, wearing a trenchcoat. Clara Zion follows behind him,
Bryan McVay: …weighing in at 230 pounds, he hails from The Windy City and is accompanied by his wife Clara to the ring, HE IS….DAAAAAAAARRRRRRIN ZIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!
As soon as Zion hits the ramp, he removes the mask and tosses it straight into the crowd. Zion rushes down to the ring with Clara trying to keep up. He slides into the ring and immediately throws his hands up into the air. He gets on the turnbuckle and pounds his chest shouting towards the crowd while Clara claps and urges the crowd to get behind him.
Joe Hoffman: We’ll see how Darin Zion’s shoulder holds up tonight. Especially after Ray McAvay used a Fujiwara Armbar to make him submit last week.
Benny Newell: I thought McAvay was going to break his arm off Hoffman…actually, I was hoping he was going to break his arm off.
Joe Hoffman: Zion’s body has endured a tremendous amount of punishment over the past few weeks. We’re going to find out how much he has left in the tank tonight.
“Lost In The Darkness” by Nox Arcana starts playing and an eerily solemn looking David Black makes his way to the ring through a mist of smoke, never even acknowledging the crowd.
Bryan McVay: Introducing next, he is a new member of the HOW Hall of Fame…from Los Angeles, California…DAVID BLACK!
Black enters the ring between the ropes and takes up position in the corner of the ring opposite Zion.
Benny Newell: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Joe Hoffman: Benny!
Benny Newell: Jesus Hoffman, he’s the Perry Como of HOW.
Joe Hoffman: And about four people will actually get that reference.
Benny Newell: Fuck em. DRINK!
Black just stands there, motionless, and waits for the bell to sound.
Red lasers and spotlights light up the area as the angelic voice of Lauryn Hill serenades the live crowd.
“Ready or not, here I come, you can’t hide – Gonna find you and take it slowly – Ready or not, here I come, you can’t hide – Gonna find you and make you want me”
The video screen lights up and a Texas flag flashes across the screen 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 “Ready or Not” by Fugees plays throughout the PA system. As the chorus begins to fade there is one final image that is displayed across the screen and that message reads in bold, capitalized letters…..S-C-O-T-T. S-T-E-V-E-N-S. as “Hellraiser” by Motorhead begins to play. The cheers intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas.
Bryan McVay: And finally, making his way to the ring at this time, he is a TWO-time High Octane Wrestling World Champion, representing the Great State of Texas, from Houston, Texas…HE IS…SCOTT! STEEEEEEE-VENNNNNNS!
Walking down the aisle, Stevens fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers. As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares out into the crowd.
Stevens gives them a nod and jumps down to the mat and warms up.
Joe Hoffman: Matt Boettcher is the referee. We’re about ready to go.
Boettcher walks to the middle of the ring and calls for the bell.
*DING-DING-DING*
Stevens and Black exchange glances. Black advances first and meets Zion in the middle of the ring. They lock up and jockey for position. Black Irish whips Zion into the ropes. Zion ducks under on the return but Stevens grabs him and tosses the Catalyst into the corner. Zion jumps back up and catches Black with a Sunset Flip. Cover…
ONE
TWO
Black kicks out and gets back up to his feet. Clara claps and nods her head in approval on the outside the ring.
Joe Hoffman: Zion caught David Black by surprise and almost pulled off a quick win there.
Benny Newell: Clara would have made the pinfall.
Stevens grabs Zion from behind and hits a belly to back suplex. He looks for an early Figure Four, but Black puts a stop to that with a kick to the Texan’s back. Black DDT’s Stevens. Zion goes up top and decapitates Black with a top rope Flying Clothesline. Stevens pops back up and clotheslines Zion. He starts to work over Zion’s bad shoulder with an armbar. Black returns to the action and drives Stevens into the corner with a series of right hands. Zion shoves Black to the ropes and charges towards Stevens in the corner. Stevens slides right and Zion hits the corner turnbuckle shoulder first.
Joe Hoffman: That’s not good.
Zion collapses in a heap in the corner.
Joe Hoffman: That’s not good at all. Zion just may have reinjured his bad shoulder!
Clara’s hands are on her cheeks and she gives off the air of a wife who is very worried her husband.
Benny Newell: If McAvay would have pulled his arm off last week, Zion wouldn’t be having this problem.
Zion rocks back and forth on the mat holding his shoulder. Black swoops in and hooks the legs. Boettcher slides in to make the count.
ONE.
TWO.
Shoulder up.
Joe Hoffman: Zion just barely avoids the pin!
Boettcher holds up two fingers.
Benny Newell: Joe, his shoulder is a mess. Zion’s only postponing the inevitable…which is only postponing the inevitable inevitable.
Joe Hoffman: What?
Benny Newell: Losing to Brian Hollywood.
Stevens walks in and stomps away at Zion’s bad shoulder. Clara turns her back when Zion shouts out in pain. Black comes up from behind and levels a forearm to Stevens’s back. Stevens turns around and brawls with Black. Zion pulls himself up, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and leaps. The Frog Splash connects and sends both Stevens and Black tumbling to the mat. Zion then catches Black with a jaw breaker, Stevens drops Zion with a pumphandle side slam and rolls him up.
ONE.
TWO.
Zion kicks out. Black trips up Stevens from behind and makes the cover. Boettcher right there again.
ONE.
TWO.
Stevens powers out. He kicks out and catches Black in the midsection.
Joe Hoffman: All three men are giving it everything they’ve got.
Benny Newell: So they can lose later on.
Joe Hoffman: No, because they all want to get a shot at Brian Hollywood.
Zion tries to sneak up on Stevens from behind. Stevens turns, kick to the stomach…
Benny Newell: Again, so they can-
Joe Hoffman: TOXIC STING!
Benny Newell: WHAT?
Zion lands in a heap near the corner.
Benny Newell: Where the fuck did that come from?
Stevens starts over to make the cover but Black grabs him from behind and backdrops him. Black then goes over to Zion but Stevens grabs him and throws him through between the top and middle rope. Black involuntarily somersaults off the ring apron and lands on the floor.
Stevens turns and looks for Zion…
Benny Newell: Wait? Where did he go?
Joe Hoffman: Clara’s pulling her husband out of the ring!
Indeed, Clara uses every bit of strength she has to pull on Darin’s good arm and drag him under the ropes.
Benny Newell: I told you she wore the pants in that family.
Zion rolls off the ring apron to the floor. The moment of hesitation costs Stevens the momentum. As he watches Clara attends to her husband and his injured shoulder, Black again catches Stevens napping by sliding back into the ring and going for a roll up. Stevens back kicks him and Black retreats a few steps. Black goes for a clothesline, Stevens ducks and drives him to the mat face first with a forward Russian legsweep. Stevens pulls Black up and nails him with an European Uppercut.
Joe Hoffman: Debbie Does Dallas.
Benny Newell: Debbie’s going to do a lot more than that later on tonight.
Joe Hoffman: Not now…
Stevens slips behind Black, locks his hand around his waist, and lifts and hits German Suplex…holds the waistlock…and hits another German Suplex…holds the waistlock…hits a third German Suplex. Stevens steps back and drives the knee into the midsection.
Joe Hoffman: Don’t Mess with Texas!
Black fires off a wild kick that catches Stevens in the groin and stops him cold. Black scrambles to the top turnbuckle and somersault suicide dives onto the Texan. Black hooks the legs.
ONE…
But his momentum rolls him through and Stevens pins Black’s shoulders down.
ONE
TWO
Joe Hoffman: NO! Black kicks out.
Stevens slams his hand on the mat in frustration. Black tries to get back to his feet. Stevens gets up to his feet.
And no one sees Zion head up to the top turnbuckle as Clara watches.
Joe Hoffman: Zion’s back up and what is he doing?
Clara shouts at him to get down.
Benny Newell: YOUR WIFE IS RIGHT! YOU SHOULDN’T BE DOING THIS!
Zion ignores her pleas and leaps into air hitting a moonsault onto Black.
Joe Hoffman: Whoa!
Benny Newell: Where in the fuck did that come from!
Joe Hoffman: What a moonsault by Darin Zion!
Zion bounces off Black and holds his injured shoulder.
Benny Newell: Yeah but…he’s still a one armed wrestler right now, Hoffman.
Stevens tries to be an opportunist and hooks one of Black’s leg to win it.
ONE.
TWO.
Joe Hoffman: BLACK KICKED OUT AGAIN!
Benny Newell: NO! HOW?
Joe Hoffman: It’s about the HOW World Title Benny. All three men want a chance at it and they’re pushing themselves to the limit to do it.
Benny Newell: So they can lose.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens pulls David Black back up.
Stevens posts Black in the corner and then turns to Zion. He goes for a powerbomb, Zion tries to counter into a hurricanrana, and Stevens tries to counter the counter into a Death Valley Driver. Zion flips out of danger. Stevens decks Zion with a right hand, lifts him back up, and posts him in the opposite corner from where Black is. Then Stevens turns to Black and takes off across the ring, crushing him against the ring post.
Joe Hoffman: STINGER SPLASH!
Benny Newell: That should take care of Black.
Joe Hoffman: But he’s not going for the pin!
Benny Newell: STEVENS!
Stevens races across the ring again towards Zion in the opposite corner. He launches himself…Zion moves at the last second…and Stevens hits the ring post.
Joe Hoffman: HE MISSED!
Benny Newell: NOOOOOOOO!
Zion sprints over to the opposite side and hits Black with a Shining Wizard.
Benny Newell: No…he’s not…
Zion hooks the legs with his good arm.
Benny Newell: …No!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
Benny Newell: Fuck me.
*DING-DING-DING*
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner…DARIN ZION!
Clara climbs into the ring and hugs him, making sure to stay away from his injured shoulder.
Joe Hoffman: Darin Zion wins! Darin Zion wins! Bad shoulder and all…Darin Zion has just pulled off an improbable win over Scott Stevens and David Black! Benny?
[…]
Joe Hoffman: Benny.
[…]
Benny Newell: Zion won. Debbie’s going to make me a bigger winner as soon as we’re done here.
Joe Hoffman: So next week, Zion will take on Reggie Rivid and the winner of that match will become the number one contender.
Benny Newell: And lose to Brian Hollywood.
Joe Hoffman: Well we shall see wont we? That is all for tonight folks…..thank you for join—–
Joe is cut off as “Back in Black” hits the PA system and the crowd stands as one as the GOD of HOW’s music just hit and the Creator makes his way out.
And as Lee Best makes his way out he does not get the usual greeting that he is accustomed to hearing at his arena in Chicago….this is Detroit…and the fans LOATHE him…..and he is not going to help matters as all tonight as the God of HOW makes his way out to the top of the entrance ramp with a Duncan Keith jersey on.
As his music fades out, AC/DC is replaced by a loud chorus of boos, and Lee loves it.
Lee Best: Man have I missed sucking on the tit of misery that is otherwise known as Detroit sports fans. WOW…..you guys suck as much dick as my boy Scott Stevens down there…….
The camera cuts to show Stevens standing up on the side of the ring looking dejected as he has once again missed out on an opportunity at making his way back into the World Title picture.
Lee Best: But enough small talk. Tonight I seen that fucking asshole JPD defeat a rusty John Sektor…and that is ok…because guess what…all that matters is that at the end of that part of the show…it was The Best Alliance standing tall and it was JPD lying in a heap…..much like Tara’s clothes at the end of my bed.
Lee pauses as the crowd boos loudly.
Lee Best: But again…I am only out here right now to talk to the winner of this here main event…..Mr. Darin Zion…the most annoying fucker on the roster…..but also one of the most talented…..but again…you are annoying as fuck….lets not let that overshadow your in ring skills shall we?
The camera focuses in on the victorious Zion and he smirks as Lee continues.
Lee Best: What my Hall of Fame announce team stated was correct. The former World Champion…a man that correctly did not get pinned or submitted at March to Glory…Reggie Rivid…..has earned at least the chance to potentially wrestle again for the World Championship. Mr. Zion you will face Reggie Rivid next week on Chaos….but the winner of that match WILL NOT go on to face Brian Hollywood.
Lee pauses for the cause and allows that statement to sink in.
Lee Best: Ill wait Zion…make sure you replay those words I just said in your head one more time….you know…don’t skim the thoughts at all…….go ahead I will wait.
Lee literally looks at his watch and watches the hand move around the face until a good thirty seconds has passed and he then continues.
Lee Best: Ok good…now that you understand what I said let me elaborate. You see the winner of Zion vs. Rivid next week does not advance to face Mr. Hollywood. No you see I feel like this should be a marathon to get a shot at the greatness that is Hollywood. That is why Darin Zion and Reggie Rivid will wrestle in a best of five series over the next several weeks with the winner of that….and only then…..will get a shot at Brian Hollywood and the World Championship……Old School Booking motherfuckers……hashtag that shit…make it fucking real.
Lee pauses and takes in the crowd who are now cheering. We see Zion unsure of how he feels about what he just heard.
Lee Best: Now let me end the show with a final thought………well final announcement per say. Last week everyone saw the GREAT team that will be taking on my Best Alliance team at War Games…and you saw the GREAT HALL OF FAME MONSTER RHYS TOWNSEND named as the captain of said team………tonight you meet the next member……and with that….I leave you Detroit……and hop on my jet and head towards the location of HOW369…….Cleveland Ohio….GO BLACKHAWKS BITCHES!!
Smiling Lee drops the mic and walks away as the feed cuts to the HOV where a video begins to play……
The darkness gives way to a darkened room of some sort. There is a single light source illuminating the room…….an opened window.
The light allows us to see a figure sitting in a chair off to the side of the window…..the person in the chair obviously staring out into the unknown.
The camera remains focused on the person as we zoom in closer and closer….and as we do it is revealed to us that is in fact not a chair….well not your typical chair.
It is a wheelchair.
As the camera gets even closer we see that the person in the chair is a man….and a man that appears to have been thru some very recent traumatic events.
Sensing the cameraman, the man turns his head towards it and then it all makes sense.
We are looking at a one eyed, washed up Hall of Famer………and the newest member of Team Townsend.
Silent Witness.
The video fades to darkness as we see a final image of what can only be called the shell of a man that once was a legend inside the squared circle…and is now just like the rest of his team…..A living memory of what was…..and not what will be.