The sound of a plane engine coming to life is heard, propellers spinning in sync with an electric guitar solo and accompanying drums. The crowd cheers as a man with messy black hair, in gear reminiscent of a late-1940s fighter pilot, complete with a bomber jacket, goggles, and a mask over his mouth, jogs out. His arms are spread wide, tilting from side to side like an aeroplane while running around in a circle.
DS: Oh, this is going to be good.
David Bekker: On the way to the ring, from San Cristóbal in the Dominican Republic, standing 173 centimetres and weighing in at 75 kilos, Flyboy Figueroa!
Figueroa runs forward and slides on his kneepads, pointing at the sky with both index fingers as a single firework explodes behind him.
SDS: The floor is yours, partner.
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