The Bayou Baron, definitely a man who knew when to sell a hit, gracefully leaned into Al's grip and was thrown, head over heels, onto the ground. With a mighty THUMP, Al had successfully taken Bayou Baron down a peg. The Bayou Baron had lost!

The crowd of boxers burst into applause, both at Al's demonstration of skill and the Baron's demonstration of good sportsmanship and acting prowess. Despite performing an illegal move and refusing to sell a blow, Al came out looking like a genuine hero!

"[color=lightgreen]I don't believe it![/color]" cried Roy, ringing the bell and triumphantly raising Al's arm. "[color=lightgreen]The new boy beat our cham-peen monster heel! Bah gawd, I've never seen anything like this before! HHHHWATTA MATCH![/color]"

Roy let Al's arm down gently, and clapped him on the shoulder. Roy turned to face the crowd, and pumped his fist enthusiastically.
"[color=lightgreen]This is the kind of acting I want to see at Boxermania, boys! Remember: it's tomorrow, so we're gonna need at least three guys up before the crack of dawn to get things set up![/color]"

The Bayou Baron, with Roy's help, lifted himself up and through the turnbuckle. Roy held the turnbuckle's ropes open long enough for Al to exit the stage, and addressed the crowd once again.

"[color=lightgreen]If you want to volunteer for a stagehand position, just ask me or Captain. Remember, boys: showmanship gets us more points! Okay, we're going to take a little break, and we're going to get to the next match![/color]"