((He deserves it anyway))
The battle had raged on, the bodies of Desch and Farris bruised and abused by one another. Neither man wanting to seem to give in.
The ladder had been set up in the ring, standing just at the corner, a table nearby.
Desch and Farris had gotten into a battle, Desch with a kendo stick, and Farris with the wooden broomstick handle, the head lost along earlier with the natch.
The two trade blows trying to knock the other over, Farris falling as Desch splintered the cane over his head. Farris fought to stand again grabbing the dented and used trash can. Desch counters grabbing a chair and send it and the trash can into Farris's skull.
Farris seeming out of it Desch looked to the table as the crowd cheered and slid the body of Farris onto it. Grabbing the chair Desch ascended the ladder, slowly, his limbs pained from the hellacious match, Farris begins to stir. Desch reaches the top and Farris sit up, looking up as Desch throws the chair down at him clocking him on the skull and he's out once again. Desch stands as the crowd begins to feel the anticipation a slow building cheers as they watch him.
He throws his fate to the winds and goes for the
Overdose., the crowd screams as he dives, driving Farris through the table. the move taken it out of either, their bodies fall atop one another, Farris's shoulders on the mat, Desch laying atop him in a mass of table splinters.
1...2...3!! The ref counts and the crowd cheers for the victor Desch picking up the victory after a viscous match up, both men showing their metal this match.