Moss: We’re back, right here in the Classic Studio, and we’ve got Scott Hunter ready for action inside the ring!
The opening roar of “Sirius” by the Alan Parsons Project begins to hum across the Classic Studio. The crowd begins to rise up on their feet cheering as a fog machine does its job pumping out a white smoke that fills the entrance area.
Howley: And here comes his opponent!
DUN DUN DUN, DUN DUN DUH
A white strobe begins to flicker through the thick fog as Rush Starling walks out to the roar of the fans in attendance. He doesn’t waste time and marches towards the ring slapping hands with fans and making sure to grab a fan sign of support to wave, rallying the crowd.
Robbins: Ladies and Gentlemen this next match is scheduled for one fall, with a 15 minute time limit! In this corner, from Miami Florida, Weighing in at 245 lbs. this is SCOTT HUNTER!
Hunter steps out of the corner to a mostly positive reaction.
Robbins: and his opponent, Weighing 240 lbs… from Allentown, Pennsylvania, this is RUSH STARLING!
The fans cheer loudly as he waves to the studio audience.
As the bell rings Rush lives up to his name and rushes towards Hunter. A quick clothesline takes Hunter down. He quickly pops up and is taken down again with another clothesline. Hunter pops up and ducks the third one and trips Rush. Holding onto a foot. Hunter turns around on the foot, but is kicked away. Hunter looks at Rush and smiles holding up two fingers close together. Rush nods and gets to his feet. The two men trade blows back and forth.
Moss: It was almost over right there.
Howley: I wish it was. Now we gotta watch these two glad hand each other.
Moss: It’s going to be a good match.
Howley: Yeah we will see about that.
Rush gets the upper hand in the exchange, driving Hunter into the corner. He puts a few shoulders into the gut of Hunter before chopping at his chest. The crowd WOOOO’s with every chop. In between Hunter grabs his chest and bellows in pain. Rush lifts Hunter to a seated position on the top turnbuckle and climbs up to the middle rope with him. He reaches back and throws a punch but Hunter was able to get an arm up to block it. Then a quick headbutt leaves both men dazed. Hunter fires off a shot to the side of Rush’s head. He waves his arm before landing flat on his back from the middle rope. Hunter stands on the middle rope and leaps off.
Moss: Hunter from the middle rope!
Howley: That’s gonna leave a mark!
Hunter crashes a leg drop that gets the lower half of Rush and goes for a pin.
Rush kicked out before there was any doubt. Hunter picks up Rush and whips him into the corner. Hunter runs at him and leaps but crashes hard as Rush dodges out of the way. Rush capitalizes on the situation and slams Hunters head into the top turnbuckle. Grabbing him from behind and executing a belly to back suplex, leaving Hunter in the center of the ring. Rush takes a deep breath and climbs to the top rope. He points towards the sky and leaps off.
Howley: IT’S OVER!
Hunter rolls out of the way at the last second. Narrowly avoiding the top rope elbow drop. Rush clutches his elbow. Hunter gets to his feet and begins to work over the legs of Rush.
Moss: Smart move. Take the legs away and you don’t have to worry about him flying again.
Howley: Pretty sure he’s working towards something.
Driving a knee into the back of Rush’s leg and holding it there and cranking back. In a split second Hunter turns and rotates and locks it in.
Moss: FIGURE FOUR!
Howley: Dead center of the ring.
Moss: Hunter has nowhere to go.
Hunter keeps his leverage with his arms extended. Rush tries to roll it over to reverse the pressure. Biting into the back of his hand Rush tries one more time to roll it over. AND DOES!
Moss: Now it’s back onto Hunter!
Hunter claws at the mat and tries to break the hold but Rush has him in a bad place. Hunter tries to roll it back over. But Rush blocks it. Hunter’s hand is hovering over the mat, when with one last burst he tries to roll it over.
Howley: Son of a…
Moss: HUNTER’S ROLLED IT BACK OVER!
Hunter has the top once again, and Rush is all but worn out. He tries and tries to fight it off for as long as he could but eventually he taps out to the pain.
The bell rings and the fans are shocked!
Moss: What a statement win!
Robbins: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner by submission, SCOTT HUNTER!
Hunter gets up and puts his arms up in the air in victory. He has to hold onto the ropes for support as his legs are a little weak.
Howley: Scott Hunter had just a little more determination this week, what a match though!