Belinda Northman vs Sandy White

"The following is a standard match set for one fall! Victory will be determined by pin, submission, or disqualification! Introducing first: Saaaaaaandy Whiiite!"

Rock music blared as Sandy made her way into the arena and emerged at the top of the entrance ramp. She came clad in her usual wrestling attire, a simple blue one-piece and some kneepads. She stood tall and had her arms crossed. Her facial expression was but a simple, cocky smile. The crowd instantly reacted by booing her. Her brutish nature and willingness to resort to underhanded even when she didn't need to, caused fans dislike her more and more with each time she worked a match. It had finally gotten to the point where the Brit would receive immediate jeering when she arrived to compete.



Sandy hit a casual stride as she made her way down the ramp and into the ring. She paid the crowd no mind, as usual. Her focus was on besting her opponent, whoever they might be and assert herself as the better wrestler and the better woman. That's what it was on most nights, after all. She typically made no real effort to learn about her opponents prior to a match. And she'd be sure to learn just enough about them during the match to allow herself to talk a decent amount of trash.

Still, there was something just slightly different about tonight. She stood in the corner as fans eagerly awaited her opponent, hoping they would put the giant in her place.

"Hmmm, normally I don't give a crap about whoever it is I'm booked against. But I took a glance at the card before stepping out here. And I swear I've seen her name around here before.....Northman... hmm, guess it doesn't really matter." Sandy thought to herself, aloud while waiting for her opponent to arrive.

Belinda was quite ready for another match, things had been going rather well for her since her so-called comeback against Alaina. She had managed to claw her way out of a slump and with it managed to get into a good position in her opinion. Getting the better of a few very well known women here in AFW. Tonight she was booked up against a woman by the name of Sandy White. She didn't know much about Sandy, except that the woman she was fighting was big, strong and mean...which was unfortunate. Though Belinda had proven that just being big and strong wasn't going to get the better of the Swede. She had done so against Alaina, who was bigger than the Swede was, and probably as strong as they come.

Spoiler:

The Swede's music started to blast out of the speakers as she came running out from behind the corners. Hoodie up above her head as she sprinted down towards the ring. As she started to reach the ring, without slowing down the Swede jumped and dove right through the middle and bottom ropes, into a roll that brought the Swede up onto one knee inside the ring. Running off towards the far off corner and jumping right up towards the middle ropes, the Swede raised her right hand up into the air and pumped it back down while making a fist. Jumping off the ropes and turning in mid air so she would be facing the ring and not the crowd.

Belinda would start to walk up towards the center of the ring, hoodie still up as she'd try and meet Sandy in the middle of the ring. Where she'd pull her hood down and look up at the tall and busty opponent of hers. She decided to play this nice, even if Sandy had a reputation of being mean, she deserved a chance like anyone else. " Hey there, Let's have a good match." Belinda let out with a smile as she'd offer Sandy a handshake, being a bit wary though of any potential cheapshot.

Sandy took note of Belinda's entrance. She came rushing in and showed off some athleticism. Perhaps it was to help her warm up, perhaps it was to please the crowd, or even both. At any rate, it gave Sandy some inkling as to what kind of opponent she was up against. She had some experience against speedy high flyers. And this seemed nice. Nice enough to be well received by the audience and courteous enough to offer a handshake before the match.

Sandy would take reciprocate Belinda's courtesy and shake her hand. "Definitely. I think it's gonna be a good one." She'd say with a cocky smile. As soon as she finished her sentence, she'd grip the blonde's hand tightly and pull her in close! Sandy would attempt to hit Belinda with a Lariat! If this worked and she knocked her opponent down, she'd yell at the ref to ring the bell before trying to stomp on Miss Northman, attempting to aim for her midsection!

Belinda was wary of the handshake, given what she had heard about the bigger woman. It also seemed as if the crowd thought it was a bad idea, but Sandy took the handshake and gave that smile. It disarmed Belinda's senses for a second...which was more than enough for the tall raven haired woman to pull Belinda in and drive that arm into her chest. 

The Lariat sent Belinda crashing right down onto her back, coughing out loudly before that was halted by a strong stomp down onto her midsection. " Guah!" She whined out as her arms wrapped around her abs and she turned over towards her side, coughing out even more.

The crowd's boos would become louder as the bell rang, following Sandy's harsh stomp. The towering Brit would show no remorse for her sneak attack and paid the crowd no mind. She would only seek to capitalize on it as much as possible! Sandy dropped down to her knees right next to her opponent and would viciously try to yank Belinda's arms away from her midsection. If successful, she'd follow it up with repeated closed fist and elbows aimed right at the blonde's abdomen!

"Told ya it'll be a good match!!" Sandy boasted sarcastically as she tried to pick the Swede apart by targeting her core.

Belinda was not in a very good spot and there wasn't a lot she could do at the moment except try and shield her belly form any further assault. She hook her head and twist and turned slightly on the mat as the taller woman moved down and yanked her arms away from her abs. 

The Swede whined out as soon enough she started to get hammered by closed fists against her abs, causing her to grunt out with each punch....after a few of those punches, Belinda would try and kick up her right leg, looking to try and have it smack into Sandy to try and get the fellow blue clad wrestler to back off of her.

Sandy got in a few good hits on her opponent's abdomen. The impact from each strike was audible and she was smiling sadistically as she began the match by trying to weaken one of Belinda's body parts. But that progress would soon be cut short as the Swede would launch a kick that connected with Sandy's neck! The crowd would cheer in response to Belinda's offense and Sandy would back off for a bit to rub the side of her neck! It wasn't a particularly debilitating blow, but it hurt nonetheless. After making it to her feet and taking a few paces back, the giantess would approach her opponent again and reach for her blond hair to pull her up to her feet!

If successful and still in control of her opponent, Sandy would attempt to apply a Front Facelock to Belinda before attempting a Snap Suplex!

Belinda winced and whined as she managed to get Sandy of off her, the imposing giantess was being quite a problem so early on in the match as she had practically started to batter Belinda's belly. There was clearly starting to form a few red spots on her abs from the beating it had been taking. She coughed out and rasped out a few more groans....

She had already managed to get to her knees before Sandy took a hold of her by her short hair and forced the blond up to her feet and pulled her into that frontal facelock. The Swede grit her teeth and quickly tried to think of a way out of this, but the fearsome might of Sandy was overbearing for the moment, as she was so short of breath....The fellow blue clad wrestler threw Belinda backwards with that quick snap suplex and planted her back first against the mat. The Swede body bounced a bit from the impact as she let out a yelp of pain. " Aagh!" 

Sandy was doing a good job of capitalizing on her cheap shot. She knew next to nothing about the Swede, short of the fact that she was yet another opponent to beat up. And it was something Sandy was going to enjoy thoroughly, or at least that's what she believed. The brunette would rise to her feet after the Suplex and raise her arms and flex to strut in front of the crowd. Sandy would then slowly make her way to her opponent.

If Belinda was still down, she'd arrogantly place her bare foot on the blonde's chest to start a begin a low-effort pin. And if successful, the referee would take not and drop to her knees to begin a count! If Belinda had already made her way to feet, Sandy would simply attempt Side Headlock and try to use her strength to pull her opponent towards the middle of the ring.

Belinda groaned out as she rolled over onto her front and started to push herself up to her hands and knees, she shook her head...things weren't going very well for her in these early stages of her mat against the blue clad giantess. Though it seemed as if Sandy was far from done with the blond, as the raven haired Sandy come up next to her and pulled her into a side headlock. " Kgh..." Belinda struggled as she pressed her hands against Sandy's back and her arm as she was pulled into that side headlock with her head being squeezed painfully by the fellow short haired girl.

She grit her teeth and tried to reach down with her arms, trying to wrap them around Sandy's waist for a tight waist lock. Struggling against the woman. After a few seconds, the Swede would try and tighten the hold, brace her feet against the mat, taking a deep breath and attempt to lift Sandy, as daunting of a task that it was...Belinda thought that she could maybe pull it off, attempting to throw Sandy backwards and attempt to hit the fellow blue clad woman with a backdrop suplex!