Both men are standing in the ring in their appropriate corners. The referee takes his time to make sure there are no foreign objects.
Moss: Our ref’s here are top notch, just like the two men we have ready here for a good old fashioned rasslin’ match.
Howley: I’m looking forward to this one.
Moss: That’s almost nice of you.
Howley: This means the show will a almost over.
Once the bell rings both Leon Van Zant and Chick Grillbeast circle each other before LVZ shoots in for a collar and elbow lock up. LVZ tries to push Chick towards the corner but he is unable to do so. Frustrated LVZ breaks the lock up and steps back. Chick flexes all of his muscles as LVZ cautiously looks for another avenue to attack.
Moss: Leon playing the thinking man’s game.
Howley: I don’t this there’s much thought in either man’s head right now.
LVZ shoots towards Chick and ducks under the arm, grabbing ahold of Chick from behind. He quickly transitions to a side head lock and begins to crank down on it. Chick struggles for a moment and attempts to flip LVZ off of him but Leon was able to hold on and bring Chick around and continue the hold.
Howley: I will say this, it’s smart for Leon to try and keep Chick on the ground.
Moss: It seems that Leon has decided on a slower pace for this one.
Panic begins to set in Chick’s eyes as his face grows redder and redder. LVZ kicks the back of Chick’s knee and applies more pressure to the hold. It looks like Chick is fading as the ref raises his hand.
It falls lifelessly to his side.
Howely: Really? This is going to take down Chick?
Then a second time.
Moss: We’ve seen weirder here in Classic.
It follows suit.
Howley: Well that was rather anticlimactic.
Finally the third time.
Chick’s arm shoots to the sky. LVZ’s eyes go wide as Chick begins to hype himself up. He eventually gets to a solid base and grabs hold of LVZ by the waist. LVZ releases the hold and tries to axe handle smash Chick but it was a day late and a dollar short. Chick lifts LVZ high in the air. Both men land flat on their back after a picture perfect belly to back side suplex.
Moss: Huge move by Chick.
Howley: Both men are down.
Moss: The power of Chick is on full display right there.
Chick is the first to his feet as he rubs his neck that is showing signs of wear and tear. LVZ gets to his feet and is holding the small of his back.
Moss: Looks like it’s about to be a good old fashioned slug fest!
The two men once again meet in the middle of the ring and exchange a flurry of blows, with Chick getting the upper hand with an elbow to the jaw. LVZ is stumbling back as Chick whips him into the ropes.
Moss: MILITARY PRESS SLAM!
Howley: What?!?
LVZ is lifted high into the air as Chick marches around the ring, LVZ manages to slide down the back of Chick and goes for a schoolboy pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Moss: Noooooo Chick managed to get a shoulder up.
Howley: How pathetic if you were to lose to that?
Moss: Nothing pathetic about that!
Chick kicks out and rolls to a seated position, LVZ wastes no time and kicks Chick square in the chest, but the muscular Chick doesn’t flinch. LVZ does it again, and once again it is brushed aside. LVZ winds up for a third kick but he stops at the last second as he notices Chick preparing to grab his leg. Rather than go for the chest LVZ Thor’s it and goes for the head. He jumps on Chick and locks in an armbar.
Moss: Leon is trying everything in his bag to take down Chick.
Howley: It might be working too. All them muscles and now nothing to show for it.
Chick struggles for a moment then uses his pure and totally not tainted strength to drag both men to the ropes and breaks the hold.
Howley: Don’t do a dumb Leon.
Moss: Looks like he’s going to pick up Chick.
Howley: He did a dumb.
LVZ stays on the attack and foolishly picks up Chick and throws him into the ropes. As Chick rebounds and shoulder tackles LVZ and keeps the train moving. LVZ gets to his feet and he’s met by another massive shoulder. As LVZ stands up he drops down out of the way of the third shoulder and drop toe holds Chick to the mat and quickly locks in a half Boston Crab.
Moss: There is no quit in Leon….
Howley: But the strength of Chick is too much…
Chick proves to be too strong for LVZ and flips the man off with power. LVZ slides to the other side of the ring as Chick rises to his feet and hobbles slightly towards LVZ. Looking to stay on the attack, LVZ runs right towards Chick.
Moss: PRESS SLAM!
This time Chick doesn’t waste any time with the pomp and circumstance as LVZ falls on the mat. Chick begins to wind up his arm.
Moss: Shaker Cup!
As Chick swings for LVZ, he manages to duck but Chick keeps his momentum going and swings all the way around. LVZ doesn’t sense it coming as he crumbles to the mat. Chick drops down and pins LVZ, hooking the far leg.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Robbins: The winner of this match Via Pinfall… CHICK GRILLBEAST!
Chick jumps up to his feet with both hands in the air. His face projects an image of supreme confidence. Almost as if he knew this would happen.
Moss: Chick continues to win match after match on his tear through Classic Wrestling!
Howley: “All Natural” all the way, I’m sure. Wait what’s this!?
Chick slaps the head of Leon Van Zandt as he gets up, then puts a boot to him. Grillbreast tells him to stay down.
Moss: Oh no, that’s not right…. Wait here we go again Thunderbird!
Howley: LVZ is a world class athlete, he’s not going to take this lying down!
LVZ shoots for the legs, but Grillbreast drops a couple of devastating forearms across the back of his neck.
The fans start to cheer as a figure hits the ring.
Moss: That’s the newest signee to Classic Wrestling! Santana Alvarez!
He grabs Chick Grillbreast from behind who never sees him coming. With a pull the Nuyorican picks up Grillbreast and suplexes him with a German. Grillbreast hits hard and holds his back and rolls out of the ring very surprised and angry.
Howley: Well he made a statement here tonight!
Alvarez checks on LVZ as Grillbreast seeths outside the ring.
Moss: Folks we’ll be right back!