We move to the ring and Carlos Ruiz is ready and waiting for his opponent. The tunes of “Bombeleo” are fading quickly.
The crowd begins to boo as the opening for Barret Strong’s ‘Money (That’s what I want)’ begins to play through the speakers. The boo’s get louder as THE Rich K. Hunt steps out from behind the curtain wearing his douchiest of grins.
Moss: Rich K Hunt looking to rebound after being bounced from the REAL WORLDS TITLE a few weeks ago!
Howley: He looks confident, Moss!
He stands there for a moment, looking around at the crowd before raising his arms in the air. When he does so, thousands of fake dollar bills begin to reign down from the ceiling. As the fans try to grab the fake dollar bills, he makes his way to the ring knowing the disappointment they were going to feel when they realize it’s not real money.
Robbins: Ladies and Gentlemen the following match up is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Madrid, Spain! He is “The Spanish Superstar” CARLOS RUIZ!
Carlos waves and smiles to the crowd.
Robbins: And his opponent. He hails from Manchester, England! He is THE RICH K HUNT!
Rich takes a quick bow, to which the crowd does not respond kindly.
Moss: This is our first completely international matchup here in Classic folks, just more evidence that we’ve assembled the greatest roster on the planet.
As the bell rings Ruiz walks up to Hunt, as Hunt takes a few steps back he begins to pull out a wad of cash and holds it out towards Ruiz. Ruiz thinks about it for a moment before slapping the wad of cash to the ground. Hunt scurries trying to pick up the cash as Ruiz walks to his corner shaking his head.
Howley: You idiot! You should’ve taken the cash and ran.
Moss: Some people have integrity!
Howley: Yeah they are called poor.
Hunt gets to his feet and rushes towards Ruiz who quickly sidesteps. Hunt rebounds off of the ropes and is hit with a huge back body drop. Hunt bellows in pain while grabbing his lower back. Ruiz quickly picks up Hunt and grabs him in a side headlock. Cranking it deeper and deeper as Hunt flails his arms. As they die down the ref checks. Lifting an arm once.
Howley: Come in Hunt! Make him pay!
The ref lifts it again.
Moss: I’m afraid this one might be over.
And on the third one Hunt fights through it and eventually gets to a base and shoves Ruiz into the ropes. As Hunt gathers himself he is rocked by a flying forearm to the chin. Knocking him to the ground. Ruiz kips up to his feet and begins to stalk Hunt.
Moss: Ruiz is looking to end this one once and for all.
Howley: Get up…. Wait no… stay down!
Hunt claws his way to his feet, staring off into the crowd as he waves off the crowd who are pointing behind him.
Howley: I can’t watch.
As Hunt turns around, SMACK!
Moss: SPANISH EYES!
Ruiz lands the super kick flush as Hunt crumples to the mat. Ruiz covers and with each count thrusts his hand in the air.
One!
Two!
Three!
The bell rings.
Robbins: ..Your winner by Pinfall, “THE SPANISH SUPERSTAR” CARLOS RUIZ!
Moss: What a statement win here for Carlos Ruiz! Still undefeated here in Classic Wrestling!
Howley: Rich on the other hand, has to quit putting his money where his mouth is!
Carlos celebrates on the outside of the ring with the fans, slapping them all high fives on his way to the back.