Lace Fart v. Shane Mack

[Daddy Mack]

And here comes The Showsteala in his ring gear spinning around arrogantly for the wild crowd. Mack dropping into a muscle pose on the stage.

Making his way to the ring from Detroit Michigan, weighing in at 205 pounds, he is The Showsteala.........Shane Mack!

Mack skipping down the aisle hops to the apron of the ring looking at his opponent with a sly grin. The Showsteala stepping into a circle just does a crotch chop, then whips off the vest and earrings. He tosses the glasses to the crowd and looks ready to kick things off. Lace Fart coming out of his corner as the bell rings and looks for an opening. Mack rushing in to quick with a leap into a thesz press bringing down the Fart. Mack with hammer like punches hops up into a stomp to Lace's head. Mack dropping an elbow to his chest tries to lock on the Show Strangla. Lace trying to get free pulls himself over hooking the bottom rope with his feet. Mack rolling away and up to his feet in a corner lays up on the top turnbuckle arrogantly. Lace getting up turns seeing this and grins, but is slightly angry when Mack laughs at him. Lace moving in quick, but Mack again is quicker leaping over the Fart. Lace crashing to the turnbuckles and Mack with a superkick to the back of his head. Mack pulling Lace out by his left arm clamps on the Show Strangla, cinches it in and Lace taps immediately.

Here is your winner of the match by submission, The Showsteala.....Shane Mack!



Mack hopping to his feet taking a mockingly bow to the roaring crowd, then The Showsteala does a crotch chop over Lace before dropping into a muscle pose. Mack heading up the turnbuckles pumping his fists in the air flashes the wolfpac sign.