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Previously………..
Joe Hoffman: Both men have clearly scouted each other, they are both showing they are ready for what the other one brings them and the momentum in this match can shift in an instance.
Conor Fuse leaps with all his might and drills Stevens with a shotgun dropkick right into the chest. As Stevens bounces backwards into the ropes, Fuse finally spots his biggest opening of the entire match…
HEAD STOMP!
As Stevens comes back at Fuse, Fuse manages to gain enough height to drill a standing Double Foot Stomp into his challenger. He follows through on the move, positioning himself on top of the shoulders of Stevens.
UNO!
DOS!
TRES!
Ding ding ding.
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner of the match, at a time of ten minutes and fifty six seconds…and STILLLLLLLL HOW WORLD CHAMPION… CONORRRR FUUUUUSE!
The camera zooms in on Scott Stevens’ dejected and heartbroken face as McVay’s call sinks in.
Joe Hoffman: After the way Conor Fuse won the World Championship at ICONIC, there were certainly a lot of question marks on whether he had really earned his title but I think tonight’s victory will certainly do a lot to silence his critics.
Joel Hortega hands Conor Fuse his World Championship as “Bloody Tears” booms across the arena. There is only one way to describe the World Champion’s expression:
Relief.
Fuse holds the belt up high to the support from his Philly followers.
Location: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Wells Fargo Center
January 31, 2022: Time: 12:30 am
As I walked up the ramp and into the gorilla position I took a look at the monitor one last time as Conor Fuse held the World championship high into the air and a single tear rolled down my cheek as I headed to my locker room.
An hour later…………..
My heartbreak continues to build as I sat on the wooden bench in nothing but my towel that was wrapped around my waist as I stared into my open locker asking myself what was next. As I finally moved from my statue-esque position I reached into my suitcase and pulled out my clothes with consisted of jeans and a Nike t-shirt. As I began to put on my clothes I hit the locker in frustration.
“FUCK!”
I shouted aloud as I was replaying the match in my head thinking I could’ve done more. A double foot stomp put me away? I shake my head in disgust as I button up my jeans. I know it was a grueling match, but a fucking double foot stomp? I quickly put on my shirt and throw my gear into my suitcase before slamming my locker shut and heading towards the door with my eyes to next week as Black Mamba and I get back to business in the Maurako Cup.
Location: Chicago, Illinois: Scott Stevens Apartment
February 2, 2022: Time: 4:30 pm
As the scene comes into view we see Scott Stevens pacing back and forth in his Windy City apartment apparently frustrated about something.
“Answer your fucking phone!”
Frustration fills the Texan’s tone as he hits redial and we see the name on the Caller ID of the person he is trying to reach.
James Ranger (Black Mamba)
Stevens places the phone back to his ear and it
Rings…..
Rings…….
Rings some more……….
Until the voicemail comes on and the Texan sighs.
“Hey Mamba, It’s your tag partner. You know Scott Stevens. And I was just wondering what happened because we were supposed to meet up today for training and watch film over John Sektor and Adam Ellis. You know our opponents this Sunday. Call me back whenever. Bye.”
Stevens hangs up the phone and tosses it onto his couch before going towards the balcony and looking at downtown Chicago.
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Doubt.
It is a powerful emotion especially when you work at something you want so badly for so long only to fail at achieving it.
You wonder if you still have it anymore.
Doubt also spreads through you like wildfire when a person who claims they have your back doesn’t want to answer their phone and leaves you high and dry to train for your upcoming tag team match against the current LSD champion and his protégé. My body succumbs to doubt when I may be facing a handicap situation this Sunday. The two men that will be standing across the ring from me I am only familiar with one and the other is a mystery to me.
Adam Ellis.
I don’t know much about Adam Ellis except from his brief time in HOW in the HOFC tournament where he was eliminated very early and his matches in MVW.
Is he green and wet behind the ears?
Yes.
When I took him on in MVW, I was impressed with how he handled himself against me, but I didn’t think much more than that. However, there is something that must’ve impressed John Sektor for him to take him under his wing and mentor him. Ellis has showed you what he is capable of when he took on Bill Dickinson in a losing effort. It was so bad that the former MVW champion took him out because he felt embarrassed by the young up and comer. Adam Ellis has a skill set and a charisma of a man that I’m very familiar with.
Ever hear of Evan Ward?
If Adam continues to grow and mature under the teaching of the Gold Standard he could very well be MVW’s Evan Ward. Hell, he could make that next step and carve a path similar if not better than Evan Ward himself.
That leads me to his mentor.
The LSD champion and Hall of Famer, “The Gold Standard” John Sektor.
If you are a fan of HOW then you know my relationship with John and the amount of respect I have for the man. My feud with Sektor over the ICON championship pulled me up to Main Event status. Sektor is the guy that is constantly working to get better because even in victories he knows he can improve on something. Sektor isn’t complacent about being the best because he wants to be the greatest. Sektor is the kind of guy that will help you if you are truly willing to learn and you aren’t wasting his time. Sektor did this for me after Rhys Townsend and Ryan McKenna left me high and dry and decided to make Ground Zero a tag team instead of a stable. We sent the ultimate fuck you to my former Ground Stablemates when we took the tag titles from them.
John Sektor is the most dangerous man in HOW.
Forget Max.
Forget Shane.
Forget every other wannabe that thinks blood, guts, and gore gets it done.
Hi Arthur and JJR.
Sektor is dangerous because he can twist you like pretzel and doesn’t even need to break bones or draw blood to beat you.
He can defeat you with a simple armbar or a school boy.
Sektor has trained himself to be the perfect wrestling machine and that is why he is the golden standard when it comes to wrestling in HOW. He is the physical embodiment of that word. No one does it better than him.
This Sunday at Refueled I know I’m in for a fight, but I can’t let that doubt of possibly losing fill my body because if I can do the unthinkable and be victorious, I am not only one step further at the tag titles, but possibly another shot at the world title.