That was a lot of limbs for Steve to deal with when Tony was fueled by blind drunk determination. He would have been determined enough to prove his dominance in front of a crowd like this and regain his honour if he wasn't drunk and pissed off. He hit the ground with a huff and a grunt for Steve's weight, but this wasn't going to be Steve's win, not with Tony's knee digging into his stomach and the aimless grab Tony made for his face, finding his ear with his nails digging into the soft skin behind it. He twisted out of the way and gave a firm shove to slam Steve's head into the gleaming marble tiles.