Jobe Zander vs Marco Thunder - Championship Match
Marco Thunder has a body built to impress. That “fuck me” face and attitude, combined with that Marlon Brando dialogue, makes him a force to be reckoned with. If you saw this dude in the locker room, you wouldn’t be likely to challenge him. I mean, those abs look airbrushed.
But bring in a veteran brute like Jobe Zander, and the scales suddenly tip. Zander just fucking loves to fight. Nothing gets him off more than handing a tough guy his ass in a million pieces. Zander accuses muscular Marco of being built for show. Maybe it’s true.
Sit back, relax, and watch the muscle man eat Zander’s armpit in a backbreaking hold. Boston crab is the follow up hold, but Thunder isn’t used to being beaten. Zander finds himself suspended upside down with those legendary balls being crushed. It’s so unusual to see Zander on the receiving end of a ball busting, it’s hard to imagine what will happen next.
“Who’s your bitch now?” asks Marco, feeding Zander a face full of junk.
Barefoot buff body beats on booted ball-buster. Who will take the belt?