A Man Called King
At BG East you see plenty of attitude come and go. Some wrestlers have certainly earned the bearing they bring to the ring, while some cocky punks never learn their lesson, but there’s no shortage of fighters here who seem to think they could take on the world. Kelly King may put them all to shame. He took one look at the cream of the BG East crop, and he just laughed, “These guys look like they belong in Playgirl, not a wrestling ring.” To say that while staring down the likes of Austin Cooper or Lane Hartley, the man called King has confidence that certainly lives up to his name. After a challenge like that there were no shortage of opponents willing to take him on, but King cooly promised to demolish each and every one of them. “I’ll leave this roster in ruins,” he laughs, but as soon as he sets eyes on one hunk in particular, he knows which prettyboy he wants to take down first. “I’ll start with him,” he points as a sadistic smile crosses his face, a familiar sight among the most brutal BG East heels. This King may be right at home here after all.
Z-Man answers the newcomer’s challenge with bravado to spare, matching the brawny stud’s ego with his own cocky display. Z-Man certainly qualifies as one seriously pretty face, from his golden hair to his chiseled bod, but fans will know there’s far more to him than just award-winning good looks. He’s gone toe-to-toe with such legends as Kid Karisma and even Jonny Firestorm, and most recently had the ripped, young wrestler Kip Sorell writhing from an agonizing ab-bashing. This is a pretty boy that loves to fight, and the bigger the challenge, the bigger the grin on his face as he steps up to the ring across from his latest adversary.
While Z-Man may be coming up light against the heavyweight King, it’s hard to say which man’s ego tips the scales. Z-Man doesn’t even give King the barest of glances as he enters, instead preferring to focus his attention on the gorgeous image he finds in a nearby mirror. King’s patience wears thin as he watches Z-Man even spend time fixing his hair and demands the match start, coming between the hunk and his well-groomed reflection. Z-Man doesn’t flinch as he faces down the sizable newbie, promising to wipe the mat with King’s face. “And I won’t even need to fix my hair after,” he smiles. This match is all about attitude, and it is on.
“Come on, Pretty Boy!”
From the moment they make first contact, these men seem deadlocked. Z-Man matches the muscled stud blow for blow, never giving an inch. King shakes his head and flashes a cocky smile with each new turnaround, barely hiding his annoyance at the surprising challenge posed by the man he believed was just a cover model, and is there a hint or worry in his eyes too? Z-Man is in top form, his lean muscles rippling as he tests his strength against a burly bruiser. He’s clearly loving every minute of this match as well as the sight of his pro opponent’s muscles bulging and sweating just trying to keep up. King actually finds himself forced to his knees in a test of strength, Z-Man’s dominance almost unquestionable. But even though he’s new to BG East, King is no stranger to the ring, and the pro’s years of experience see him through the toughest fights.
A hard boot to the abs breaks Z-Man’s grip, and the hunk suddenly finds himself facing the mat with his arm nearly twisted off in King’s vicious hold. The tables have turned and King has stepped his game waaay up. He pours on the pressure and his assault is relentless. King twists, stomps, and snaps Z-Man’s arm until the limb looks ready to pop off. From the mats to the ropes and in the corner, Z-Man suffers excruciating pain but refuses to submit. King’s disbelief turns to anger as he tries to wrench a submission from the stud’s failing arm, threatening to leave the pretty boy broken in the ring if he has to. Z-Man’s own BG East ring experience comes in handy however, and he drills his fist to big man’s midsection despite his injuries. King’s barely upright before he’s taken down again, struggling not to submit in Z’s desperate chokehold.
Z-Man catches King in one hold after another. But every time Z-Man thinks he’s got the big man down, another punishing blow to his injured shoulder sends him reeling. King is now determined to make an example of the pretty boy who dared give him such a hard time, working first the arm, and then a leg, leaving Z-Man hobbling around the ring. Backbreakers and chokeholds slow down the chiseled cover model, but even hard punches square to his pretty face can’t take him out of this fight, even if they do leave him hanging over the top rope. King continues to underestimate the resilient stud and pays for it, suffering and squealing on the mats after each comeback. But attitude and ego can only hold up a body for so long, and in the end one of these men is going down and staying there. The intense back-and-forth action culminates in a shot of one hunk KO’d and laid out at the feet of his still-cocky opponent.