INSIDE THE STADIUM, SOLOMON AND MCGURK STAND IN THE BACK. SOLOMON LOOSENS HIS TIE AND BECOMES HIMSELF AGAIN JUST AS THE MATCH IS ABOUT TO BEGIN

MCGURK: Look at those two guys. They're huge!

SOLOMON: They have to be. Each of them tries to knock the other one down, or push him out of the ring. Being heavy helps a lot. But they also have to be agile.

MCGURK: Wait, why are they stomping? Have they started?

SOLOMON: It doesn't look like it. But the whole stadium feels like it's shaking. And now they're throwing something into the ring. A white powder. I wonder why...

MCGURK: Shh. They're starting! Ooh! What a push! That's got to hurt. Oomph! How is he still standing? Wow! Look at them go! This is really... wait: who's that coming into the ring? It looks like...

SOLOMON: The Seven Deities of Good Fortune?

MCGURK: And they're carrying off the wrestlers! Let's get down there!