TYLER ADRIAN BEST VS. KENNY FREEMAN
From the two PRIME Hall of Famers, we go to Vince Howard in the ring.
Vince Howard: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE fall! Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at one hundred sixty pounds… KENNY… FREEMAN!
Suddenly a trap remix of the Soviet National Anthem begins playing throughout the arena, confusing the living daylights out of everyone as Kenny Freeman makes his way out to the stage, shaking his head as if disappointed with the change in entrance music. He eventually walks down the ramp, that frown never quite escaping his face as he enters the ring, gearing up for his match.
Nick Stuart: Uhhhhhhhhh…
Richard Parker: …yeah, I got nothin’, Nicky.
KFree looks as sour as ever as he gets to his corner and gears up for his latest opponent.
Vince Howard: And his opponent, hailing from Chicago, Illinois, standing 5’11” and weighing 182 lbs… he is the 2023 Culture Shock Battle Royal winner, and the number one contender to the Universal Championship…
The lights in the arena dim, as “T A B” flashes across the screen in bright gold letters. The letters suddenly begin to drip 97Red, as “People I Don’t Like” begins to blast over the sound system.
Richard Parker: And here comes the Number One Contender!
Nick Stuart: And he will gladly remind you of that!
♫ Hello it’s so good to see you
We met before but nice to meet you ♫
Vince Howard: TYYYYYYYLER BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEST!
♫ Yeah I don’t really wanna be here like,
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah ♫
Richard Parker: I vibe with what Tyler’s putting down here.
Nick Stuart: What’s that supposed to mean?
Tyler Adrian Best steps out from behind the curtain, slowly making his way out onto the stage and staring out into the sea of fans.
♫ What’s my name do you remember?
I’m pretty sure you have my number ♫
He smirks as he stares into the crowd, he gestures and gets met with a chorus of boos.
Richard Parker: That’s no way to treat the next Universal Champion!
Nick Stuart: Well, he’s looking down the barrel of a loaded Brandon Youngblood OR Hayes Hanlon, so I wouldn’t be so sure…
♫ So let’s pretend we like each other like,
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah ♫
Tyler goes up onto the turnbuckle, smirking at the reaction and appealing to the crowd before coming down into his corner. He begins stretching before the match begins. Jimmy Turnbull finishes checking both men and calls for the bell.
DING DING
The PRIMEates of Kansas City makes their feelings for the number one contender known, as Tyler Adrian Best shrugs them off with frigid hauteur, before sauntering his way to KFree, who has made his way to the center of the ring, as they tie up. Best quickly gets the upper hand, leveraging his way into a standing arm wrench, leading him along in the middle of the ring and walking him almost like a dog!
Richard Parker: That’s your number one contender, showing off that technical skill that got him to this point!
Nick Stuart: Showing his modesty, too.
Kenny Freeman is visibly struggling as he’s lead by his arm, but in a moment of insight he manages to get close to the ring ropes, and reaches with his free arm to grab the top rope and use it as a fulcrum to backflip onto his feet, and use the momentum to toss TAB onto his back! Freeman sees an opening, and grabs the arm of Tyler Best and wraps it around his own leg, before grabbing Best’s other leg and cradling him with La Magistral!
ONE!
TW— No, Best manages to break free rather quickly!
Best gets back onto his feet, only to eat a Freeman dropkick that sends him reeling between the ropes and to the outside of the ring!
Richard Parker: What is that beanpole bolshevik plotting?
Indeed, as Richard says that, Kenny is looking at TAB at ringside, and with a nod, he bounces off the far ropes, and leaps over the top on the rebound with a somersault plancha!
RAAAAAAH!
He lands directly onto Tyler Best, and rolls onto his feet, pumping his fist into the air for a rare pop from the PRIMEates!
Nick Stuart: I don’t think Kenny even knows how to take this in, but after months of teaming with Randall Schwartz he seems to finally be hearing cheers for once!
On a roll, K-Free grabs the stumbling Best and rolls him back into the ring, following suit and covering for a pin!
ONE!
TW– NO, Best kicks out!
Richard Parker: Freeman’s gonna have to do a lot more than that if he’s going to beat a Best!
Tyler Best makes it to his feet without much effort, but his frustration is obvious as his clenched fists rest on the mat. He shoots for Freeman’s legs, and manages to get him onto the mat, mounting him and managing to quickly snap on an armbar, but Kenny almost instinctively grabs the nearby bottom rope! Jimmy Turnbull calls for the break, which only infuriates Best as he bounces to his feet and drives a boot right into Kenny Freeman’s chest! Best grabs Kenny by the hair to his feet, only for Kenny to grab TAB and roll him up for a small package! Jimmy rushes in for another count!
ONE!
TW— Another kickout by Tyler Be–
WHUMP!
Nick Stuart: STREETS SWEEPER! Almost as if Tyler Adrian Best was scouting for an opening, he broke out of that small package rollup, and lined up his shot to down Kenny Freeman with the Streets Sweeper!
A surprise pop fills the air, as Tyler Adrian Best grins cockily into the nearby camera before rushing in to cover Kenny! Jimmy Turnbull is right there for the count.
ONE!
TWO!
…
THR- SHOULDER UP.
For a moment, everything freezes. Jimmy Turnbull stares at both men in shock. Kenny Freeman lays supine on the mat, arm shot up at high as he can get it. And Tyler Adrian Best? He is just as shocked, but his face slowly morphs from an expression of shock, to a surprise of anger. He catches his breath and posts his fists onto the mat before rising to his feet, and driving another boot into Freeman’s back!
Turnbull tries to beg Best off, but the number one contender just stares daggers into him as he grabs Kenny by the hair and pulls him up to his feet, before going on a rampage with an elbow that sends K-Free reeling towards the ropes, followed by a high roundhouse that sends him into the corner! Freeman gets peeled back out the corner, and TAB sends Kenny up and over with a Northern Lights Suplex with a bridge!
ONE!
TWO!
Kenny manages to break free, but TAB is immediately on the warpath, mounting him again and raining down blows to the face!
Richard Parker: Ohhhhh, he is PISSED!
Nick Stuart: Well this is hardly sporting behavior, he is just punishing Kenny Freeman just because one Streets Sweeper wasn’t enough to take him down!
Richard Parker: That’s the name of the game, Nicky; come correct, or get rekt.
The assault continues, and Tyler Best is not satisfied, because he pulls himself off his opponent, pulling Freeman back up to his feet once again and whipping him HARD into the ropes! Freeman tries to surge on, but is met with Best’s not-so-loving embrace before he’s hoisted up onto Best’s shoulders and swung back down onto the mat with the Ty-Breaker!
Best looks down with disgust at Kenny Freeman, before he clinches Freeman’s head and pulls him back to his feet. Best pulls Freeman’s head close to his and appears to whisper some disrespectful words into his ear, before turning around and locking on that cravate hold, before DRIVING Freeman’s face to the mat once again with the Streets Sweeper!
Richard Parker: K-Free may have been lucky to survive that first Streets Sweeper, but there is NO way he’ll survive another!
TAB rolls onto Freeman, and to add insult to injury, he places the palm of his hand firmly against Kenny’s jaw and pushes it in a direction it wasn’t meant to go, as Jimmy Turnbull makes the count.
ONE.
TWO.
THREE.
DING DING DING
BOOOOOOOOO!!!
“People I Don’t Like” plays once again, as Vince Howard makes the call from ringside.
Vince Howard: Here is your winner… TYLER! ADRIAN! BEST!
The PRIMEates serenade the Number One Contender with their feelings about him, but Best shrugs it off and rolls out the ring and shakes his head at them.
Nick Stuart: Well, Tyler Adrian Best with a decisive victory tonight against Kenny Freeman, but he still has the Universal Champion, whoever that may be, to contend with at Tropical Turmoil.
Richard Parker: Make no mistake, Nicky, Best is going to be watching tonight’s main event intently, scouting for any and every way to become champion himself.
The camera fades to a commercial as TAB stands at the entrance, jawing off at the crowd along the way.