Rematch! Jean Richards vs Kevin Derek

STANDARD MATCH. Set for one fall, victory achieved by pin, tap out, or KO.

Jean Richards:

VS

Kevin Derek:

Jean was absolutely pumped for tonight's rematch against Kevin Derek. His most recent appearance had been a special match in the CLIMAX PPV, and he felt like he'd made a big impression defeating John Mitchell, a former world champion title holder in a strip match. Though it had been a while since he'd been booked since then, he jumped at the chance to step back into the ring. He'd gone over the tape of his bout with Kevin, looked for his own weaknesses and mistakes and done his best to come up with a better game plan for this round. It had been fairly close last time, and he was feeling good about his chances for tonight.

A quick pat from a stagehand to his shoulder dragged him from his thoughts and he switched into show-mode. He entered the arena amidst pillars of sparks and hard rock, flashing a flawless smile to the roar of the crowd. He couldn't tell for sure, but he wanted to think that their energy levels were higher and that he'd gained more than a few new fans.

Soon enough he had descended the ramp and climbed into the ring, bouncing up and down on his feet and doing last minute neck and arm stretches. This was Jean's night, and he was gonna get some payback!

Eyes locked intently on Jean as he makes his intro and Kevin's face stays shadowed by a black ball cap with him sitting in a seat a few rows back at ringside.  His mind going through the last match and then his thoughts switch to the press his opponent has received since that match.  Mouthing out ... "it's time" .... arena lights go black and "HELLL YEAHHHH" blasts out over the speakers followed by the familiar intro to "Into the Mystic".

Lights come up and Kevin give a cocky smirk and wink toward his opponent .... turning up his game with a new entrance and his toned muscle is standing right in front of Jean ... mid-ring with the fans all wondering where the hell he came from.

"Surprise punk ... gonna do the same thing to you this round that I did in the last one"

Kevin gets in a quick taunt and adjusts his trademark long red shorts with "RIDE" down the right leg ... "the" down the left leg and "WAVE" across the butt.  His black boots shining as he pulls back to his corner and nods ready to the ref.  Getting checked over before the bell call is given with his tan, toned body tensing up and anxious to pull of a repeat win against the popular punk across the ring.

Flashing a quick glance over to the empty chair and trail of street clothes he left behind him and starts this match proud of his new style.

Jean turned expectantly towards the big screen when the lights went out. Kevin's music blares over the sound system, but when the lights come back on, he's nowhere to be seen on the ramp. Jean turns around and nearly runs into Kevin, who apparently had created quite a new style of entrance. Jean grins as he shakes his head, placing his hands on his hips and looking non-impressed.

"Didn't know you developed delusions of grandeur since our last match" Jean replied, examining the ends of his fingernails to further the unimpressed routine.

While the referee checks out Kevin, Jean comes forward as well. There's not much that you can hide when you're shirtless and wearing tight pants, so the referee's check of him takes barely any time at all. He flashes a smile and a thumbs up at the ref to signal that he's ready, and then settles into position. He locks eyes with Kevin and his expression becomes very determined; he means business this time!

Kevin is all smiles as the ref clears for the bell and there is nothing left to stop his chance at pulling off 2 in a row against the lean punk standing in front of him.  His body starting to move in a circle like a shark studying it's prey ....

"This didn't work out for you last time man ... sure you wanna play with me again?"

Jean exuding a new found confidence this time and Kevin can already feel it.  Knowing that he needs to get into his opponents head early in order to work his game, he stops circling and just steps straight up and body presses Jean back toward the ropes ... his eyes locked and daring his opponent to react.

Jean shakes his head as Kevin tries to psych him out by reminding him of the results of their last match. He grins at the notion, it was a nice try but he had more mental fortitude than that.

"The me from last time and the me now are on different levels, I hope you can keep up" he retorted and the two began to circle around the ring. Kevin was the first to make a move, sliding in nice and close. He forces Jean's back to the ropes, and judging from the way he looks at him, egging him to make a move.

With a bit of fancy footwork, Jean was happy to oblige him. He snuck his ankle behind Kevin's and tugged towards himself while simultaneously shoving at Kevin's pecs. If all went according to plan, Kevin was gonna end up getting knocked on his ass while it looked to the audience like Jean had barely made an effort. Two could play at the psychological game.

Kevin keeps pressing in close and pressing his luck and Jean moves quick to call him on it. Coming off like more of a dance move than a wrestling tactic and he finds himself down on his ass quick with his hands out and his face turning red .....

"You smooth son of a ...."

Not finishing the statement and getting back to his feet, Kevin dusts his ass off and keeps his distance now with his arms coming back up and his mind focused on the physical part of the game now instead of just the mental part as he moves back in closer to Jean's smirking body.

"By all means, continue to lay there all night. These lovely people surely came to watch you sit on your ass" Jean teased and brushed off his shoulder like it was nothing special.

Furthermore, Jean wasn't content to just knock Kevin on his ass and be done with it, no no, he wants to do so much more. As Kevin gets back to his feet, Jean rushes him right away. He shoves Kevin's shoulders just enough to interrupt his balance for a moment and keep him pre-occupied. In the same motion he then dives towards his legs, trying to grab Kevin behind the knees as he pulls and lifts to try to unseat him once more.

This time, if all went to plan he'd still have Kevin's legs in his arms and he could set up a move right away.

Forced to listen to Jean's trash talk for the moment as he gets back to his feet and back in a position to shut him up.  Fans start to yell out as Kevin gets rushed by his impatient opponent and once again finds himself on his ass but this time looking eye to eye with the cocky punk that put him there.  Snapping a quick headbutt out with a SMACK when it connects and then flattening his body out fully on the mat.

Jean having a wonderful confused look on this face along with fans until Kevin's toned legs use the momentary distraction of the headbutt to slide in his opponents arms and quickly get the bite on the toned core between them.  Kevin's ankles locking and his thighs starting to squeeze in.

"Seem to remember you screwing this hold up last match bud ... let me give you some pointers ...."

Jean shuts one eye in pain after that skull-clattering headbutt given by Kevin but refuses to be knocked completely off his guard. Kevin uses the opportunity to slide his legs along Jean's side and cinch him into a tight bodyscissors. Thinking he has Jean in the bag, Kevin taunts him as he starts to apply the scissors to their true potential.

"It's cute....that you think I'd fall for the same thing twice" Jean replied through gritted teeth as he slid his hands along Kevin's thighs in preparation. He'd learned a thing or two since last time, and he'd already come up with a counter he could try if the situation repeated itself.

Jean worked himself to his knees despite the crushing pressure of Kevin's thighs, and then managed to get his right foot up as well. This elevated Kevin's lower half off the mat, and made it easier for Jean to set up his next trick: flipping the boy over! With a heave, Jean threw his weight from his right to his left and turned both wrestlers over onto their chests.

From there he was quick to grab hold of Kevin's legs and lock them beneath his biceps as he struggled to go backwards before Kevin crawled away. If successful, he was going to turn Kevin's bodyscissors against him by changing to a double boston crab.

Kevin's teeth clench tight as he flexes his toned thighs to try and cut through the hard core trapped between them.

"What's your rush? Hang out and enjoy this .... you know you like it?"

His perma-smirk still on even when Jean starts to power to this feet and Kevin gets a read on the rockers game plan. Flexing his body to stay as straight as possible for as long as possible in the turn with his hands in push-up position against the mat once the roll over happens.

"GRAAAHHHHH"

Kevin growls out to oversell the pressure of the hold to the fans with his legs now forced to unlock and bend. Keeping his upper body high for a few more seconds and then ducking his head under and rolling under his own body to pull off a quick escape from the crab. Both bodies in the ring in an awkward pile after the roll under.