Alan Carcia: “You can’t tell me you are not ready to vote Stanton in 2020?
The opening riffs of Everclear’s American Monster blare from the arena’s PA system and the crowd reacts with a roar as Hammerstein slowly steps through the curtain, followed by his manager, Reese Kennedy. He stops at the top of the stage, drinking in the boos of the crowd, a huge sarcastic grin on his face. He waves his hands towards himself, inviting the crowd to get louder. Kennedy pats him on the back, and Hammerstein finally makes his way to the ring, stopping only to smirk and shake his head at the fans. He walks up the ring steps and wipes his boots on the apron. Kennedy holds the ropes open, and The American Monster climbs in the ring. As soon as he’s in the ring he runs as hard as he can into the turnbuckles, then turns and runs across the ring, slamming into the opposite corner. Hammerstein run to the corner to his left, climbs to the middle rope, and raises his arms in the air. He goes to the opposite corner, repeating the gesture and taking in the jeers of the crowd.
Richard Basset: and his opponent, fighting out of Los Angeles, California. Weighing in at 244 pounds and standing at six feet, two inches tall… HAMMERSTEIN!
Al Locker: I heard Hammerstein has quite the arsenal of suplexes and he plans to execute all of them on Pretty Ricky Stanton here tonight.”
Alan Carcia: You know I almost think the crowd is more on Stanton’s side tonight.
Al Locker: Hard to say, but I don’t think either men care as we are ready to start this one off. These two have been going back and forth on Twitter all weekend. It’ll be interesting to see who can back up their claims here tonight.
Ding Ding!
Pretty Ricky Stanton opens the match up getting the first punch to connect against Hammerstein’s jaw. He retaliates with a kick to Rick’s midsection followed by and Irish whip to the corner. Hammerstein charges thinking corner clothesline, but Ricky moves out of the way. He continues to punch Hammerstein once, twice, three, FOUR TIMES! He pulls him out of the corner and turns Hammerstein around. The two strugle as Ricky manages to over power him shoving his face under his arm and smashes him down to the mat with a Pretty Boy Drop!
He goes for the pinfall sliding his body over Hammerstein’s shoulders.
One…
Two…
Hammerstein kicks out!
Al Locker: a nearfall there on Hammerstein, it appears to me that Pretty Ricky is on form tonight hitting the Pretty Boy Drop early in this match.
Alan Carcia: he might be all piss and vinegar right now, but Hammerstein still kicked out of that lazy pin. Ricky will need to get more in the game if he wants to put the guy away.
Ricky punches Hammerstein before standing him up, he attempts an Irish whip to the ropes, but Hammerstein reverses it sending Ricky into the ropes instead and using the momentum to hit a spinebuster. He aggressively hammers away at Stanton, but he is able to defend himself. Hammerstein continues the assault as he stands stomping on Ricky. He backs up and charges back in for a Running Senton, only Ricky rolls out of the way. Ricky locks his arms around Hammerstein’s neck, but both men are able to get to their feet. The momentum is swaying, as Hammerstein struggles to loosen Ricky’s grip, he turns to his side and delivers and elbow. Ricky slumps over, but Hammerstein has to hit him one more time to get him to release his hold. Hammerstein rushes into the ropes and back into Ricky with The POUNCE!
Al Locker: “WOW that move nearly turned Pretty Ricky inside out!
Alan Carcia: Sure did! Hammerstein knocked him a little too far away for a quick pin though in my opinion.
Hammerstein is able to get his arm over Ricky for the pinfall as the official counts.
One…
Two….
Thr-- Ricky puts his foot on the bottom rope at the last second!
Al Locker: “Pretty Ricky with his foot on the rope, what ring awareness by one half of the world tag team champions!”
Alan Carcia: “I did say that Pounce sent him flying, I guess Stanton knew where he landed though.”
Hammerstein looks a bit frustrated thinking that should have ended it. He stands back up keeping his eyes on Ricky letting him slowly get back to his feet. Hammerstein grabs him from behind and hits a “Hammerplex” Ricky’s head hits the mat hard, but he manages to land on his stomach. Hammerstein’s eyes light up as he stalks Ricky, he grabs him from behind delivering a sitout Full Nelson Atomic Drop. The fans almost seem to know what is about to happen. Hammerstien sees how heavy the damage is starting to be to Ricky’s head and how dazed he is, he closes in seeming to attempt a style of rear Naked Choke, but Ricky slyly rolls over top of him pinning Hammerstein's shoulder to the mat.
One…
Two….
Thr-- Hammerstein lets go shoving Ricky away from him.
Al Locker: Hammerstein is on the prowl of Pretty boy, but it was Stanton who nearly stole the victory right there. The world has got to be spinning from Ricky Stanton’s point of view right now.
Alan Carcia: Yes he might have sea legs for the moment, but Al the more Ricky manages to keep fighting the more Hammerstein’s frustration seems to grow. Stanton might have overlooked Hammerstein’s power game, but in return Hammerstein seems to have deeply underestimated Stanton’s resilience.
Hammerstein closes in again, but Ricky side steps him tossing him hard in between the turnbuckles and into the steel ring post. Hammerstein groans as he grabs his shoulder distracted from the shooting pain. Ricky gets him again from behind once more hitting the Pretty Boy Drop!
Al Locker: He doesn’t have enough to go for the cover!
Alan Carcia: He is slow getting back up, I think Stanton has something else in mind.
Ricky staggers but is able to shake it off as he approaches Hammerstein meeting him as he is at his knees and standing him up to hit the diamondcutter. Ricky lies there for a moment next to Hammerstein the two of them breathing heavily. Ricky rolls over and crawls over top of him for a moment forgetting to hook the leg out of the exhaustion in his body.
One…
Two….
Thr-- Hammerstein gets the shoulder up!
Al Locker: I don’t know how he did it, but Hammerstein is staying in this match as Pretty Ricky is starting to get a sort of second wind here.
Alan Carcia: They are both really working over each other, it might come down to who has the better conditioning. That or who could make one more powerful move.
Al Locker: This is the type of fighting that competitors put out when things like the HCW TV championship are at stake.
At first is seems Pretty Ricky can’t believe it, but he doesn’t let it get to him as he stands up. The sweat dripping off his body as he begs Hammerstein to get his ass back up. Hammerstein looks out of it still but is able to get back to his feet using the ropes for leverage. Ricky punches him in the kidney and turns him around delivering a toe kick. As Hammerstein is bent forward Ricky picks him up placing the back of his head against the top of his before dropping down to the mat!
Al Locker: Hammerstein manages to roll him up though!
The official makes the count.
One…
Two…
Alan Carcia: Hammerstein grabs the tights of Pretty Ricky!
Three!
Ding Ding!
Richard Basset: Your winner ladies and gentleman via pinfall. Hammerstein!”
Everclear’s American Monster starts to play as the referee lifts Hammerstein’s hand in the air. Stanton charges after him but Hammerstein rolls out of the ring and starts to walk backwards up the ramp, laughing at Stanton in the ring with Kennedy at his side.
Al Locker: Hammerstein advances in this tournament, he could be one step closer to winning double the gold. Ricky Stanton does not seem very happy about this at all as he stares daggers at Hammerstein walking backwards up the ramp.
Alan Carcia: Hammerstein is no rookie when it comes to championships and I’m certain he can smell the Television Championship so close to his grasp. He’s got to get through Joanne Canelli next…
Blake Archer: "Hey..(tap tap) Heeeeeey. This thing on, can you guys hear me out there?"
Al Locker: What’s this?
BLAKE ARCHER
The crowd looks around in confusion with the fumbling voice booming down over them from the PA system. Blake Archer the man involved in back and forth assaults appears on the screen.
Blake Archer: "Good I am told you can see me now. That is right I am here backstage, I figured if I was going to poke the fire at Insanity I might as well step right into the flames here at Monday Night Hell. You see this?! GO ON get in CLOSE!"
He yanks the cameraman aggressively towards him showing off the still scabbing scar from where Raven busted open stitches. Archer barely able to breathe right from the rage stirring inside of him glares deep into the camera lens.
Blake Archer: "I ain't here to play. I am here at Monday Night Hell to do what you Daddy should have. I am going to whip your ass! I want a match with you Trueblood, no more lurking in the shadows like a lonely goth kid! You come find me and take your beating like a man."
He backs away from the camera motioning his hands in a come and get me type of way.
Blake Archer: "Come on Trueblood, be a good boy."
He arrogantly chuckles as the scene fades away.
Xtreme Championship Match
Tommy McMaster vs Raven Trueblood
The lights turn blue as smokes feels the entrance way as say10 by Manson begins Raven Trueblood without his vampire girl Amy who