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Once Crazy Wayne went down from the kick, Major Devastation would look to follow up on the apparent opening that he created by attempting to grab the leg that he just kicked with his good hand, and if successful, he would try to drive Wayne's kneecap into the mat.

The Marine was pulled into the small package. He managed to power out at 1-1/2, and rolled away while holding his eye.

The referee moved in and warned Wayne to keep back as he went to check on Devastation's eye.

As the ref examined Devastation's eye, his nutcase of an opponent came charging in screaming "There's a gun in my big toe!" as he tried to kick the Major in the eye. The big Texan would throw himself onto his right side in an effort to dodge the lunatic's boot. He would then try to roll out of the ring to recuperate.

The referee hit the mat like a sack of bricks as Crazy Wayne's boot slammed into the back of his head. As Major Devastation looked on helplessly from the outside, something in the back of his mind clicked and the Devil Dog went ballistic!

Screwed up shoulder or not, Major would clamp his bad eye shut and try compensate for his diminished depth perception as he attempted to grab both of his opponent's legs and, if successful, jerk them out from under him. If he could get the nutjob off of his feet, he would then try to pull Wayne out of the ring as forcefully as his injured shoulder would allow.

((sorry about the delayed reply, but I was trying to figure out a way for Major to go ballistic on Crazy Wayne without turning heel in the process.))

The big Texan was shoved backwards by Wayne's kick, and grimaced visibly as he hit the barricade. It really didn't help matters much that his ribs were still tender after the beating he took at the hands of the new tag team champions only four days earlier, but he wouldn't be taken out of the fight that easily. Major Devastation would remain leaning against the security barrier, but could he possibly be playing possum?

The chair connected solidly with the Marine's midsection, causing him to drop to one knee doubled over and holding his ribs with his left hand. Fortunately, he still had sufficient wherewithal to use his unoccupied (and still fully intact) hand to grab the chair off the floor.

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The big Texan was surprised that the official hadn't gone and thrown the match out after getting kicked in the back of the head, but was relieved that he had recovered...after all, that was a pretty nasty shot he took.

5!

Major D. decided to try opening his eye to check to see how much vision he currently had in the eye Wayne had tried gouging earlier, and noticed that although his eyeball was still sore, he could see just fine out of it.

6!

Alright, playtime's over, he thought as he let go of the chair and got back to his feet. Devastation rolled back into the ring just after the count of 7.

Major D. gave a grunt as Wayne's forearms once again began pounding his back. The Devil Dog tried to fire back with some right hooks aimed at the lunatic's ribs. If they managed to connect and halt his opponent's momentum, he would attempt to follow up with an inverted atomic drop.