Moss: We are back ringside where we have a wonderful match getting ready to go.
Howley: That’s right Moss, two of the staples of Classic are going head to head to see if it’s all smoke and mirrors or will Carlo become the hunted!
Moss: Both men are already in the ring ready for action. Let’s send it over to our ringside announcer once again.
Robbins: The following match is scheduled for one fall with a 15 minute time limit! Introducing first, calling Miami Florida home, standing at Six feet three inches. And weighing in at a tight 245 pounds, he is none other than SCOTT HUNTER!
The crowd cheers as Scott Hunter plays to the crowd. Waving his arms to get them up on their feet before pointing towards his opponent this week. The crowd doesn’t budge.
Robbins: And his opponent, Las Vegas Nevada. Standing at 6 feet one inch and Weighing in at 243 pounds he is CARLO AMARETTO !
Carlo Amaretto does some quick sleight of hand magic and waves to the crowd, who are calling out the trick but also it’s sleight of hand magic so they boo him loudly as he continues.
The ref walks over to both men, checking their bodies for foreign objects. Hunter does so willingly as Carlo was a bit more objective but relents in the end.
As soon as the bell rings Carlo rushes towards Hunter, who side steps him. Carlo rebounds off of the ropes and is met by a shoulder tackle. Hunter waves up the slightly smaller man, as Carlo hops up to his feet, rushing towards Hunter again. Once again he is side stepped and rebounds again. Hunter bends down and sends Carlo flying through the air with a massive back body drop. Carlo lands on the mat with a sickening thud, as Hunter plus to the crowd. Mocking the flying Carlo.
Howley: Hunter really has turned a new leaf lately. He seems…. Just different.
Moss: And I am loving every second of it. Someone like Hunter shouldn’t be placating to the masses.
Hunter stops playing with the crowd and picks up Carlo by the side of the head, as Carlo gets his feet under him, he smacks Hunter’s hand away and thumbs him in the eye. Hunter tries to shake it off but Carlo is quick to body slam him to the mat and locks in a sleeper hold without wasting any movement. Hunter tries to fight his way out of it by flailing his arms but Carlo dodged them easily.
Moss: Looks like Carlo has the upper hand at the moment…
Howley: Maybe Hunter shouldn’t have been goading the fans and stayed on the attack.
Moss: I want to tell you to shaddup, but I can’t.
The ref lifts the arm of Hunter and lets it go. It falls lifelessly. Carlo screams for the ref to do it again and he begrudgingly does so. As he lifts his arm, Hunter comes alive.
Howley: Hunter is back in this.
Moss: But Carlo still has that sleeper locked in deep.
Hunter manages to get to his feet, as Carlo continues to hold onto the hold. A drowsy Hunter stomps on the foot of Carlo but it doesn’t get Carlo to release the hold. Hunter stomps on his foot two more times before Carlo finally lets go of the hold, but he was too close to Hunter who back elbows him in the side of the head. Hunter whips Carlo into the ropes, but Carlo holds onto the top rope to stop his momentum.
Howley: Smart move by Carlo. Surely Hunter had to use a lot of energy to get out of that predicament.
Moss: He sure did.
Hunter runs at Carlo, who ducks down and pulls the top rope with him. Hunter stumbles over but manages to hold on and not crash to the floor. Hunter stands on the apron as Carlo turns around and goes for a shoulder tackle through the ropes, but Hunter manages to step to the side and avoid it. Carlo is stuck between the top and middle rope as Hunter jumps from the apron and hammers the top of the back of Carlo on his way down. Carlo falls to the floor as Hunter picks him up.
Howley: Looks like Carlo just became the hunted…
Hunter drives the back of Carlo into the ring apron and then rolls him under the bottom rope into the ring. Hunter climbs up to the apron and in between the ropes as Carlo gets to his feet and pulls up on the rope.
Howley: Carlo with a blatant low blow.
Moss: How do you figure? He was trying to get to his feet! It’s not his fault Hunter decided to lollygag getting into the ring.
Howley: Either way, it looks like Carlo is once again on the attack.
Carlo grabs the hunched over Hunter and DDT’s him to the ground. He then drags him to the middle of the ring and points to the corner. Carlo climbs to the top rope and extends his arms wide to the side.
Howley: It looks like Carlo is going for his patented elbow drop!
Carlo leaps off the top rope and soars through the air.
Moss: Look at this!
Hunter rolls out of the way at the last second.
Howley: Carlo crashes hard on the mat.
Moss: Hunter looks to go on the attack. Seems like he smells blood in the water.
Hunter’s eyes never leave Carlo as both my struggle to their feet. They exchange blows for a moment with Carlo getting the upper hand only to be stopped by a lifting knee breaker from Hunter. He doesn’t let go and lifts him up for another, as Carlo falls to the mat Hunter doesn’t let go of the leg.
Howley: It’s academic at this point.
Moss: Unless he’s got some fairy dust in his pocket it seems like this one is over.
Hunter wraps around and locks in the Figure Four Leglock in the center of the ring. Carlo tries to roll it over, but can’t as Hunter has positioned himself with his arms behind himself. Carlo has nothing more to do other than tap out after a valiant attempt to reach the ropes as the pain was just too much to handle. The ref tries to get Hunter to break the hold but can’t and begins to count. As the ref approaches five Hunter releases the hold and stands up. Raising his arms high in the air as the fans begin to boo him loudly.
Robbins: The Winner of this match Via submission SCOTT HUNTER!
The bell rings as Hunter demand his arm be raised time and time again by the official.
Moss: Scott Hunter has beaten both the PAC Champion, and one half of the Tag Team Champions in the last few months! What a streak this man is on!
Howley: I’d say! Metro better hope he doesn’t draw the Scott Hunter card anytime soon! This guy has a disregard for your accomplishments!