The mismatch in size between VanGore, the 7-foot, 305-pound giant, and the lean 5’10”, 163-pound Steve Mason was striking the moment they entered the Weekend Wrestling ring. VanGore, clad in ill-fitting long tights hastily supplied by WW (thanks to an airline mishap), towered over the Spaniard, who confidently sported his tiny pink wrestling briefs. Steve, ever the joker, decided to lighten the mood with a quick quip aimed at the towering brute. VanGore, however, wasn’t in the mood for comedy, and his stony expression quickly turned into seething rage.
VanGore unleashed his fury, but Steve’s agility and wit allowed him to momentarily gain the upper hand, trapping the giant in the ropes. Seizing the opportunity, Steve attempted to tickle the behemoth, coaxing a rumbling laugh from him. But the laughter quickly turned to anger, and the moment VanGore freed himself, Steve realized his mistake. What followed was a devastating beatdown as VanGore systematically dismantled his smaller opponent. Steve's body was twisted and tormented with groin stretches, crushing scissors, relentless submission holds, and punishing drops. VanGore added humiliation to the pain with wedgies, spankings, and a display of dominance that left Steve’s skin matching the color of his briefs by the end. This was less a match and more a statement from VanGore: size matters, and jokes don’t.
