Post by Jman2k3 on Jun 11, 2018 18:14:10 GMT
Joe Hoffman: Alright folks, welcome back to ringside, where, for once, I’m flying solo, as my long-time Hall of Famer commentary partner, Benny Newell, is backstage currently partaking in the Century Club with Mike Best backstage! As you well know, that’s our main event tonight, Mike Best versus Benny Newell for the ICON Championship. But that’s not the only Championship contest we have for you tonight, as we also see Rhys Townsend and Max Kael, representing the Best Alliance defend their Tag Team Championships that their opponents, COOL Reality stole off them. And we have the match that for you right now as Kirsta defends the Television Championship that she won off Jace Parker Davidson recently in what some would have called an upset victory. The man she’s been told to defend against tonight? The only man with a Best Studios contract, “The Scorpion” Scott Stevens. This should be a hotly contested bout for a Championship, so let’s turn it over to Bryan McVay for the introductions!
The camera switches to Bryan McVay, microphone in hand, stood by ready to do the introductions.
Bryan McVay: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the High Octane Wrestling Television Championship! Introducing first...
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, "Nothing survives my sting!" The crowd starts booing,but it’s not just a wrestling booing. It’s a booing of pure hatred. Chris Benoit level booing as Dave Mustaine's voice echoes throughout the arena, "I am the Scorpion, whoa!" The jeering intensifies as a mash-up of "I Stand Alone" and "Amazing" hits the speakers, drawing out the reigning Legacy Pro Wrestling champion.
Bryan McVay: He is the challenger! Weighing in at two hundred fifty six pounds and hailing from Houston, Texas, he is “The Scorpion” SCOTT STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Walking down the aisle, he talks trash the entire way 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 down at the crown, an icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens looking focused as he finds himself with the biggest opportunity of his short career here in HOW. Now the question is...will he be overconfident like the many other wrestlers who have been champions in other federations? They earn a Championship match in HOW and find out that it’s a totally different game here! That has to be the main question that Stevens has to answer here tonight.
Bryan McVay: And the Champion...
Halestorm’s I Get Off plays she appears with a lead pipe in her hand. She wraps her hand around it tightly and raises it above her head.
Bryan McVay: She weighed in at one hundred thirty pounds and she hails from Fort Lauderdale, Florida and is the reigning, defending High Octane Wrestling Television Championship...KIRRRRRRRRRRSTAAAAAAAAAA LEWWWWWWWWWWWWISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!
She then flips off the fans as she begins her walk down to the ring. When she gets there, she passes her belt over to Hortega, who shows it to the crowd before handing it out. Hortega calls for the bell, as we are under way in our first championship match of the evening!
Joe Hoffman: And there’s our Television Champion, Ladies and Gentlemen. She’s been on an impressive roll, and it has resulted in her winning the Television Championship! She’s going to look to continue that momentum tonight and record a win to kick off her reign!
Kirsta wastes no time as she charges over to Stevens, starting to unleash punch after punch, Stevens unable to gather his senses enough to formulate a reply! Lewis eventually whips him off the ropes, looking for a clothesline! Stevens ducks under and unleashes a thunderous tit jiggling knife edge chop! Kirsta narrowly avoids a wardrobe malfunction, quickly checking her top to make sure she isn’t giving away a free preview of the goods, but Stevens unleashes another chop! Again, there’s a strong wobble, and the males in the audience draw breath, hoping for a wardrobe malfunction! Stevens then unleashes a series of chops, backing Kirsta into the turnbuckle, her tits still just about staying within her top.
Joe Hoffman: I’m sure that if Benny was watching this and not drinking, he’d barely be able to contain himself right now!
Stevens proceeds to unleash a cavalcade of chops on Kirsta’s chest, slowly but surely imprinting his hand in bright red! Eventually, his chops slow down, and Kirsta stumbles forward out of the corner, clutching at her chest. Stevens sees an opportunity, and quickly drops her with a DDT! He moves over into a cover, casually draping his arm over her tits...
Uno..
Dos...
No!
Lewis kicks out with a force that surprises Stevens!
Joe Hoffman: Stevens dominating the match here in the early going.
Stevens doesn’t look shocked for long, dragging Lewis up by her hair. He hold her at arms length as the Hellcat swings back and forth, Steven using the massive size difference to his advantage. Kirsta tires a little, so Stevens wrenches on her hair, pulling her in close, moving her into a front face lock. He lifts her up and over with a vertical suplex, smoothly moving into a second pinfall attempt after the move...
Uno...
Dos...
No!!
Again, Lewis kicks out easily before the count of three!
Joe Hoffman: Stevens might need to step it up a gear here...so far he’s been in control, but none of the offense he’s offered up has actually been in danger of giving him the victory. Yes, I understand that some of you at home are currently telling me that he’s just trying to wear her out, but folks, I don’t think he’s going to be able to do that with simple moves like these ones.
Stevens shoots Hortega a questioning glare as he gets back up. He waits for Kirsta before he spins and nearly beheads her with a clothesline! Unlike the other times he’s felled his opponent, he doesn’t look for another pinfall, instead picking her up, before hoisting her onto his shoulders, looking for his signature Death Valley Driver, Houston We Have A Problem! Lewis, however, is not really down with the idea of being dropped on her head, and manages to swing out of the hold, delivering a DDT to Stevens! Stevens is seeing stars as Lewis sucks air in heavily, getting her wind back.
Joe Hoffman: Could that be the reversal of fortunes that Kirsta is looking for right there folks?
Slowly but surely, both competitors get back to a vertical base, ready to continue their respective onslaughts! Kirsta gets the first strike, unleasing a Karate kick that’s followed up by a few more, staggering the much larger Stevens. She leaps up, delivering a pristine hurricanrana, driving Stevens into the mat! She doesn’t leave him lay there for long, running up the turnbuckle and leaping back with a cross body press! She rolls over, Stevens managing to find himself covering Lewis!
Uno...
Dos...
NO!
Joe Hoffman: Ooh, Lewis so close to picking up the victory right there! Just like that, the momentum has changed in this match and you’d have to fancy the Champion to win it right now!
Lewis is first up, but Stevens isn’t far behind. The Scorpion running at Lewis! He just runs straight into an arm drag, however, Lewis using his momentum against him! He gets straight back up but finds himself going right back down as Lewis nails a dropkick! Again, Stevens pulls himself back up but this time, Lewis kicks him right in the crotch! Stevens slumps over as Lewis rebounds off the ropes before she leaps into the air and nails the back of his head with a scissors kick! She rolls him over as she goes into another cover...
Uno...
Dos...
Tr...NO!!!
Stevens manages to find it within himself to kick out with authority before Hortega’s hand slapped the canvas for a third time!
Joe Hoffman: Oh, Lewis was so close there - but it might end right now! She’s calling for the Hell’s Bitch Kick!
Indeed, she is, stalking Stevens, just waiting for The Scorpion to get up! He does, and she steps, extends her boot...but finds it caught! Stevens quickly drags her in, managing to pick her up and successfully deliver Houston We Have A Problem! He doesn’t cover, quickly dragging her back up before he nails the Scorpion Death Drop! Now he rolls her over and looks for the cover...
Joe Hoffman: Two signature moves in a row for Stevens right there! Will it be enough?!
Uno...
Dos....
Tre....NO!!!
Joe Hoffman: Folks, if there was ever a 2.9 count, that was it. Lewis just kicked out in the last thousandth of a second!
Stevens gets up and immediately starts remonstrating with Hortega about the count. Hortega however, not willing to tolerate further smirching of his good name, starts to shout back in Spanish, backing the Scorpion up. Stevens realizes this is an argument that’s only going to end in him getting disqualified, so he turns to look at Lewis, who is slowly getting to her feet. He looks at her as he grins, already picturing himself with an STD free HOW Television Championship. He waits patiently and when Kirsta gets to his feet, he grabs her head and looks for the Toxic Sting, but Kirsta pushes him away! Stevens turns to attack Lewis again, but out of nowhere, Kirsta’s boot flies through the air and connects with Stevens’ jaw! She falls into a perfunctory cover...
Joe Hoffman: HELL’S BITCH KICK!! HELL’S BITCH KICK!! OUT OF NOWHERE, SHE CONNECTS!!!
Uno...
Dos...
Tres!!!!
Bryan McVay: And your winner, in 15 minutes 23 seconds and STILL HOW Television Champion....KIRSTAAAAAAAA LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWISSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Wow...there were a few moments there where she looked like she might have lost the championship, but she had just enough at the end! Folks, I’m getting word we’ve got to go backstage right now! Don’t go anywhere.
The camera switches to Bryan McVay, microphone in hand, stood by ready to do the introductions.
Bryan McVay: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the High Octane Wrestling Television Championship! Introducing first...
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, "Nothing survives my sting!" The crowd starts booing,but it’s not just a wrestling booing. It’s a booing of pure hatred. Chris Benoit level booing as Dave Mustaine's voice echoes throughout the arena, "I am the Scorpion, whoa!" The jeering intensifies as a mash-up of "I Stand Alone" and "Amazing" hits the speakers, drawing out the reigning Legacy Pro Wrestling champion.
Bryan McVay: He is the challenger! Weighing in at two hundred fifty six pounds and hailing from Houston, Texas, he is “The Scorpion” SCOTT STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Walking down the aisle, he talks trash the entire way 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 down at the crown, an icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens looking focused as he finds himself with the biggest opportunity of his short career here in HOW. Now the question is...will he be overconfident like the many other wrestlers who have been champions in other federations? They earn a Championship match in HOW and find out that it’s a totally different game here! That has to be the main question that Stevens has to answer here tonight.
Bryan McVay: And the Champion...
Halestorm’s I Get Off plays she appears with a lead pipe in her hand. She wraps her hand around it tightly and raises it above her head.
Bryan McVay: She weighed in at one hundred thirty pounds and she hails from Fort Lauderdale, Florida and is the reigning, defending High Octane Wrestling Television Championship...KIRRRRRRRRRRSTAAAAAAAAAA LEWWWWWWWWWWWWISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!
She then flips off the fans as she begins her walk down to the ring. When she gets there, she passes her belt over to Hortega, who shows it to the crowd before handing it out. Hortega calls for the bell, as we are under way in our first championship match of the evening!
Joe Hoffman: And there’s our Television Champion, Ladies and Gentlemen. She’s been on an impressive roll, and it has resulted in her winning the Television Championship! She’s going to look to continue that momentum tonight and record a win to kick off her reign!
Kirsta wastes no time as she charges over to Stevens, starting to unleash punch after punch, Stevens unable to gather his senses enough to formulate a reply! Lewis eventually whips him off the ropes, looking for a clothesline! Stevens ducks under and unleashes a thunderous tit jiggling knife edge chop! Kirsta narrowly avoids a wardrobe malfunction, quickly checking her top to make sure she isn’t giving away a free preview of the goods, but Stevens unleashes another chop! Again, there’s a strong wobble, and the males in the audience draw breath, hoping for a wardrobe malfunction! Stevens then unleashes a series of chops, backing Kirsta into the turnbuckle, her tits still just about staying within her top.
Joe Hoffman: I’m sure that if Benny was watching this and not drinking, he’d barely be able to contain himself right now!
Stevens proceeds to unleash a cavalcade of chops on Kirsta’s chest, slowly but surely imprinting his hand in bright red! Eventually, his chops slow down, and Kirsta stumbles forward out of the corner, clutching at her chest. Stevens sees an opportunity, and quickly drops her with a DDT! He moves over into a cover, casually draping his arm over her tits...
Uno..
Dos...
No!
Lewis kicks out with a force that surprises Stevens!
Joe Hoffman: Stevens dominating the match here in the early going.
Stevens doesn’t look shocked for long, dragging Lewis up by her hair. He hold her at arms length as the Hellcat swings back and forth, Steven using the massive size difference to his advantage. Kirsta tires a little, so Stevens wrenches on her hair, pulling her in close, moving her into a front face lock. He lifts her up and over with a vertical suplex, smoothly moving into a second pinfall attempt after the move...
Uno...
Dos...
No!!
Again, Lewis kicks out easily before the count of three!
Joe Hoffman: Stevens might need to step it up a gear here...so far he’s been in control, but none of the offense he’s offered up has actually been in danger of giving him the victory. Yes, I understand that some of you at home are currently telling me that he’s just trying to wear her out, but folks, I don’t think he’s going to be able to do that with simple moves like these ones.
Stevens shoots Hortega a questioning glare as he gets back up. He waits for Kirsta before he spins and nearly beheads her with a clothesline! Unlike the other times he’s felled his opponent, he doesn’t look for another pinfall, instead picking her up, before hoisting her onto his shoulders, looking for his signature Death Valley Driver, Houston We Have A Problem! Lewis, however, is not really down with the idea of being dropped on her head, and manages to swing out of the hold, delivering a DDT to Stevens! Stevens is seeing stars as Lewis sucks air in heavily, getting her wind back.
Joe Hoffman: Could that be the reversal of fortunes that Kirsta is looking for right there folks?
Slowly but surely, both competitors get back to a vertical base, ready to continue their respective onslaughts! Kirsta gets the first strike, unleasing a Karate kick that’s followed up by a few more, staggering the much larger Stevens. She leaps up, delivering a pristine hurricanrana, driving Stevens into the mat! She doesn’t leave him lay there for long, running up the turnbuckle and leaping back with a cross body press! She rolls over, Stevens managing to find himself covering Lewis!
Uno...
Dos...
NO!
Joe Hoffman: Ooh, Lewis so close to picking up the victory right there! Just like that, the momentum has changed in this match and you’d have to fancy the Champion to win it right now!
Lewis is first up, but Stevens isn’t far behind. The Scorpion running at Lewis! He just runs straight into an arm drag, however, Lewis using his momentum against him! He gets straight back up but finds himself going right back down as Lewis nails a dropkick! Again, Stevens pulls himself back up but this time, Lewis kicks him right in the crotch! Stevens slumps over as Lewis rebounds off the ropes before she leaps into the air and nails the back of his head with a scissors kick! She rolls him over as she goes into another cover...
Uno...
Dos...
Tr...NO!!!
Stevens manages to find it within himself to kick out with authority before Hortega’s hand slapped the canvas for a third time!
Joe Hoffman: Oh, Lewis was so close there - but it might end right now! She’s calling for the Hell’s Bitch Kick!
Indeed, she is, stalking Stevens, just waiting for The Scorpion to get up! He does, and she steps, extends her boot...but finds it caught! Stevens quickly drags her in, managing to pick her up and successfully deliver Houston We Have A Problem! He doesn’t cover, quickly dragging her back up before he nails the Scorpion Death Drop! Now he rolls her over and looks for the cover...
Joe Hoffman: Two signature moves in a row for Stevens right there! Will it be enough?!
Uno...
Dos....
Tre....NO!!!
Joe Hoffman: Folks, if there was ever a 2.9 count, that was it. Lewis just kicked out in the last thousandth of a second!
Stevens gets up and immediately starts remonstrating with Hortega about the count. Hortega however, not willing to tolerate further smirching of his good name, starts to shout back in Spanish, backing the Scorpion up. Stevens realizes this is an argument that’s only going to end in him getting disqualified, so he turns to look at Lewis, who is slowly getting to her feet. He looks at her as he grins, already picturing himself with an STD free HOW Television Championship. He waits patiently and when Kirsta gets to his feet, he grabs her head and looks for the Toxic Sting, but Kirsta pushes him away! Stevens turns to attack Lewis again, but out of nowhere, Kirsta’s boot flies through the air and connects with Stevens’ jaw! She falls into a perfunctory cover...
Joe Hoffman: HELL’S BITCH KICK!! HELL’S BITCH KICK!! OUT OF NOWHERE, SHE CONNECTS!!!
Uno...
Dos...
Tres!!!!
Bryan McVay: And your winner, in 15 minutes 23 seconds and STILL HOW Television Champion....KIRSTAAAAAAAA LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWISSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Wow...there were a few moments there where she looked like she might have lost the championship, but she had just enough at the end! Folks, I’m getting word we’ve got to go backstage right now! Don’t go anywhere.