>>19696001>>19697144Meanwhile, somewhere in far off distant Corn Town, USA.
A projector had been slapped to the back-of a pick-up, projecting the match onto the side of a Corn-Haul truck.
The entirety of Corn Town had lined up to watch their pride and joy wrestle, using corn cobs as clappers and blowing into corn husk vuvuzelas. But it wasn't meant to be that night. With the crowd drooping off sad and disheartened.
In the end, one man remained staring at the screen, wearing his 'Aw Shucks' T-shirt. A single corn shaped tear rolling down the cheek of Colonel Cornelius Cornwall.
