Sully: That's for sure, but what isn't sure is the outcome. Let's go to the ring.

Peter Santos: The following contest is the "Insane Wayne Rulez" match. Entering first, hailing from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at two hundred-eighty pounds, Mak!

[The ever tenacious Mak walks down the ramp to the tune of "Numb" by Linkin Park. The man clad in black tights rolls into the ring to an immense amount of applause. Mak walks to the middle of the ring and taunts the still backstage Insane Wayne, obviously ready to go. Mak screams, "Come on!" when, in an instant the Maxi-Tron comes alive with the picture of the President's face.]

President Wayne: Well, well, well Mak, I'm surprised you even showed up. You have the guts, now let's see if you can get the glory. My match, my rules, so I want you to come back to the parking lot and fight me like a man.

[Mak's eyes turn red as he rolls out of the ring and up the ramp to the backstage area when, all of the sudden, President Wayne bursts from the entrance way and catches an off-guard Mak with a clothesline.]

JP: Did you see that?! Right as Mak was about to go backstage, Wayne clotheslines him! That's why he is the president!

Sully: The tape of Wayne backstage was obviously taped previously. I don't agree with Wayne's tactics, but they do get the job done.
 

[Wayne taunts Mak as the member of Kronik lays in pain. Wayne delivers a few kicks to the midsection of Mak before grabbing him by the head, holding him in a suplex position, picking him up and leaving him suspended in mid-air, then crashes him to the metal ramp. The sound of flesh smacking cold steel is heard through the entire arena, from the fans in the seats to the fans in the restroom. Wayne gets to his knees and starts slapping Mak around before picking him up on his shoulders, walking him to the ring, and rolling him in. Wayne slides in and picks Mak up, throws him into the corner, and giving him an array of knife-edge chops. Mak glides down to the bottom turnbuckle, tending to his wounded chest as Wayne turns around and gloats to the crowd. The crowd boos him wildly, but when he turns around and is met with a big boot from the formerly injured Mak, the crowd goes wild with excitement.]

JP: You can't do that to out President!!!

Sully: Are you kidding me? Insane Wayne has proven time and time again that he can definetley defend himself.

[Mak drops an elbow on the President before putting on a rear chokehold. Wayne screams wildly before being able to reach the ropes. When he does, Mak releases but stands, runs to the rope, bounces off and lands a dropkick to the head of Wayne. The president falls to the outside of the ring, and Mak goes to the ropes to exit the ring, but before he can Wayne pops up and pulls Mak's head to the ropes, choking him and forcing him to wobble backwards. Wayne slides in and goes again for that devistating clothesline, but this time Mak grabs Wayne's arm and gives him a monkey flip.]

Sully: Mak proved the statement, "Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me."

JP: It's statements like that one that can make a show's ratings plummet...

Sully: What was wrong with what I said?

JP: Oh, I don't know, maybe because the fact that you said a phrase that only my grandparents would know.

Sully: Jeez...

[Mak grabs the head of the fallen Wayne and throws him into the corner and gives him a few knife-edged chops of his own before sitting him on the top rope, setting him up for a superplex, then throwing him in the air and crashing him down with a devastating superplex. Both men felt the drop, but it is Mak that rises to his feet first. He falls on Wayne for a pin, but only gets a slim two count.]

JP: You can't put the President down that easily!

Sully: You do know that he isn't "Mr. Unbeatable", right? A superplex is a devastating move, it definetley could put a wrestler down.

JP: Any other wrestler, yes, but Wayne? Nah!!!

Sully: Whatever...

[Mak grabs Wayne by the hair to his feet, gives him a swift kick in the gut, and turns it into a powerbomb. Wayne's head bounces off the mat as an exhausted Mak falls back into the corner, before climbing that corner to deliver an aerial maneuver. Mak leaps off the top rope, seemingly trying to hit a flying elbow before changing in mid-air to defend against the leg that Wayne put up, but Mak could not avoid the boot to the jaw. Both men lay down before Wayne gets to his feet and lands a massive leg drop across the larynx of Mak. Mak howels in pain as Wayne, seizing the opportunity, goes for the choke-hold against the injured throat/larynx. Mak seemingly loses energy as his face turns blue and purple and his eyes dim shut. The referee picks Mak's hand up once, and it drops to the mat. He does it again, and it drops again. He drops the arm once more, but this time Mak gets it up, pushes his way up, fights out of the hold and clotheslines Wayne to the ground.]

JP: I thought he was done!

[Mak slowly walks to the outside of the ring and grabs a steel chair and heads to the ring, but stops mid way and goes to the bottom of the ring. He searches under, before pulling out a strand of barbed wire, which he wraps around the top of the steel chair. Chair in hand, Mak rolls into the ring and holds the chair up, waiting for Wayne to return to his feet. Wayne slowly stirs, but before returning to his feet he notices the chair, and ducks under as Mak swings away, missing Wayne and having the loosely attached barbed wire fly off the chair and onto the turnbuckle. Wayne gets to his feet and points his finger to his head with a smirk, showing the crowd that he has intelligence before turning around and getting smacked with the chair by Mak.]

Sully: He can't miss twice!

JP: Ahh! Not our president!

[Wayne goes to the mat and Mak drops the chair, but seeing the wire attached to the turnbuckle, Mak grabs Wayne's legs and goes down, making Wayne fly up and into the barbed wire covered turnbuckle, making the President bleed and wobble backwards. Mak sees the opportunity, grabs the back of Wayne's blood covered skull backwards, and connects with the MakDrive. He goes for the pin, 1...2...3!]

JP: No way!

Sully: The tag team specialist has done it!