This time Stacy stood backstage on Sunday Night Heat, drinking a cup of. Tonight she was scheduled to face off against Ivory just for a simple friendly match for the main event. Stacy Keibler soon met up with Ivory, the more experienced wrestler smiling and saying, "Hey Stacy, good luck with our match later on tonight."
"Of course, by the way, you so deserve a title shot against Molly. I mean you have worked so hard and you haven't got a fair shot yet, I hope you do soon." Stacy Keibler said kindly, Ivory lightly giggling.
"Thanks Stace, you yourself have been working pretty hard, you deserve a title shot as well." Ivory said nicely, Stacy's smile getting brighter for the nice flattering compliment.
"Well, are you ready to show them what us women can do?" Ivory said with a little Girl-Power attitude, Stacy nodding as both headed off towards the ramp.
Ivory's techno music hit, Ivory all energetic as she ran down the ramp, clapping peoples hands and making her way under the bottom rope. Ivory wore a purple top that showed off lots of cleavage and purple pants as well with leather boots on. She jumped on the top turnbuckle, waving and blowing kisses to the crowd at the high view.
Stacy's Kid Rock entrance music played, Stacy Keibler walking down the ramp wearing a black leather boots and mini skirt, followed by a white tank top and white arm warmers with accessories such as black knee pads and collar. She walked down the ramp, waving to the crowd and clapping a few hands, now stepping up to the apron and bending over to get in. As she got in, Ivory and Stacy shook hands, wishing each other luck.
The bell rang, Stacy and Ivory extending their arms out, ready to grapple at any given time. Ivory quickly rand forwards, Grabbing Stacy's arm and twisting it, applying a great deal of pressure before she elbowed her in the back, Stacy going to the ground. Ivory grabbed Stacy by her hair, Miss Keibler breaking up the grapple by upper cutting Ivory across the chin, Ivory stumbling backwards like a flimsy purple flower in the wind. Stacy Keibler quickly clothes lined Ivory to the ground, then rubbing up and down her own leg in sexy manner right before doing a leg drop to the chest of Ivory.
Stacy went for the pin, hooking the leg, the ref. counting: 1...2..-Ivory just barely kicked out. Ivory got up, delivering a few quick kicks to Stacy, then delivering a powerful drop kick, knocking Stacy to the turnbuckle, Stacy Keibler now sitting down and leaning against the turnbuckle. Ivory backed up a few feet, then charged at Stacy and spread her legs, her pubic bone slamming into Stacy face as she jumped back up and down as she preformed a vicious Bronco Buster.
Ivory quickly went for the pin right afterwards, Earl Hebner counting: 1...2..-Stacy put her left foot on the rope, creating a rope break. Stacy was bleeding in the nose, bu she tried not to pay attention except when she occasionally wiped the blood off.
Stacy Keibler ran towards Ivory, grabbing Ivory by the arm and throwing towards the rope, Ivory doing so and bouncing back, Stacy now doing her signature move, a spinning back kick and going or the pin: 1...2..-Ivory thrust her elbow into the air.
Stacy went to pull Ivory back up, but got kicked in the stomach, causing her to grab her abs in pain. Ivory then scooped Stacy up on her shoulders, then swinging her body down ,attempting the Poison Ivory, but failed in doing so by Stacy wrapping her arm around Ivory's neck and reversing it into a DDT, going for the pin: 1...2...3!
Stacy got up, now helping Ivory back to her feet. Both looked exhausted, Ivory's hair all messed up and Stacy bleeding from the nose didn't exactly make this a Playboy moment. But both respected each other, shook hands, and then hugged, followed by each raising their arms in the air. The crowd roaring at the site of the two baby faces putting on one hell of a match.
"Of course, by the way, you so deserve a title shot against Molly. I mean you have worked so hard and you haven't got a fair shot yet, I hope you do soon." Stacy Keibler said kindly, Ivory lightly giggling.
"Thanks Stace, you yourself have been working pretty hard, you deserve a title shot as well." Ivory said nicely, Stacy's smile getting brighter for the nice flattering compliment.
"Well, are you ready to show them what us women can do?" Ivory said with a little Girl-Power attitude, Stacy nodding as both headed off towards the ramp.
Ivory's techno music hit, Ivory all energetic as she ran down the ramp, clapping peoples hands and making her way under the bottom rope. Ivory wore a purple top that showed off lots of cleavage and purple pants as well with leather boots on. She jumped on the top turnbuckle, waving and blowing kisses to the crowd at the high view.
Stacy's Kid Rock entrance music played, Stacy Keibler walking down the ramp wearing a black leather boots and mini skirt, followed by a white tank top and white arm warmers with accessories such as black knee pads and collar. She walked down the ramp, waving to the crowd and clapping a few hands, now stepping up to the apron and bending over to get in. As she got in, Ivory and Stacy shook hands, wishing each other luck.
The bell rang, Stacy and Ivory extending their arms out, ready to grapple at any given time. Ivory quickly rand forwards, Grabbing Stacy's arm and twisting it, applying a great deal of pressure before she elbowed her in the back, Stacy going to the ground. Ivory grabbed Stacy by her hair, Miss Keibler breaking up the grapple by upper cutting Ivory across the chin, Ivory stumbling backwards like a flimsy purple flower in the wind. Stacy Keibler quickly clothes lined Ivory to the ground, then rubbing up and down her own leg in sexy manner right before doing a leg drop to the chest of Ivory.
Stacy went for the pin, hooking the leg, the ref. counting: 1...2..-Ivory just barely kicked out. Ivory got up, delivering a few quick kicks to Stacy, then delivering a powerful drop kick, knocking Stacy to the turnbuckle, Stacy Keibler now sitting down and leaning against the turnbuckle. Ivory backed up a few feet, then charged at Stacy and spread her legs, her pubic bone slamming into Stacy face as she jumped back up and down as she preformed a vicious Bronco Buster.
Ivory quickly went for the pin right afterwards, Earl Hebner counting: 1...2..-Stacy put her left foot on the rope, creating a rope break. Stacy was bleeding in the nose, bu she tried not to pay attention except when she occasionally wiped the blood off.
Stacy Keibler ran towards Ivory, grabbing Ivory by the arm and throwing towards the rope, Ivory doing so and bouncing back, Stacy now doing her signature move, a spinning back kick and going or the pin: 1...2..-Ivory thrust her elbow into the air.
Stacy went to pull Ivory back up, but got kicked in the stomach, causing her to grab her abs in pain. Ivory then scooped Stacy up on her shoulders, then swinging her body down ,attempting the Poison Ivory, but failed in doing so by Stacy wrapping her arm around Ivory's neck and reversing it into a DDT, going for the pin: 1...2...3!
Stacy got up, now helping Ivory back to her feet. Both looked exhausted, Ivory's hair all messed up and Stacy bleeding from the nose didn't exactly make this a Playboy moment. But both respected each other, shook hands, and then hugged, followed by each raising their arms in the air. The crowd roaring at the site of the two baby faces putting on one hell of a match.