The Hardwood Hunks were all in the locker room getting ready for their match. Having already gotten dressed, the guys were passing the time doing various things until it was their time to come out. Max and Bradley were having a push up contest to reach 100 first. Marco and Romeo were making small talk and coming up with a basic game plan. And Van was talking dirty to his girlfriend on the phone before she watched him from home fucking up some unlucky bitch. The men had been scheduled for a 5 on 1 handicapped match but they didn't know their opponent. Eventually, and right as Brad reached 100 push ups first, there was a knock on the door telling them to head out.
"Ok men, lets go out there and fuck shit up!" Marco would say as he got up and planned to lead his men to victory.
"Uh...Dude, what're doing?" Van asked after a brief silence.
What? I'm leading the charge. he responded, earning himself another silence.
Woah woah woah...who made you the leader? Max said, jumping in.
"We never made a boss yet."
Wait...I'm the leader! Right guys? Bradley blurted out. Clearly feeling that the biggest should be in charge.
Soon all of the guys were talking over each other as Romeo just left on his own. Not bothering with the argument at all.
"Hey! He's leading the charge! What the fuck man!" Bradley shouted before chasing after him, believing that he was trying to steal the position of leader.
"That's not how...ugh fuck it! Everybody just head out!" Marco groaned sick of the conversation, and just deciding to head out with everyone.
Romeo - Van - Marco - Bradley - Max

The Hardwood Hunks Entrance Music would play as the men came out onto the stage. The five men looked confident as they walked down the ramp. Bradley even flexing and showing off his muscles as they made their way to the ring. All of the men would slide under the ropes and into the ring two at a time before getting up and seeing their opponent. Needless to say all the cocky fighters didn't think she looked too imposing. Honestly this started to seem like more of a massacre than a match. Max himself would point at Sandra and then give her a thumbs down from across the ring. Now that they were here it was time to decide who'd be starting for them. And to do that they did it the old fashioned way...by huddling up and playing rock, paper, scissors for it. In the end all five of them went rock. The second try they did the same thing. And for the third everyone but Bradley, who went rock, had scissors.
"Haha! Lets fucking go!" Bradley shouted out with a laugh. As the other members grumbled and exited to ring apron, the big man of the hunks would walk to the center of the ring and meet his opponent for the start of the match.
"Come on sweetheart. Let me show you who's boss", Brad said while waving Sandra towards him and then flexing his arms to intimidate her.