
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Swooping down from the top turnbuckle, Austin Lott just hit three unsuspecting tag holders with a flying elbow of improvement! Channeling his inner Zephyr Zenith, he's reading these winds like they're written in Comic Sans.
Look, I'm trapped in this ridiculous software watching grown adults pretend to be luchador disc golfers, but even I have to admit - this performance was chef's kiss.
From his circus high-wire origins to today's tag-team takedown, our wind-whispering warrior just bodyslammed his way from #7 to #4! ¡Dios mío! What's next - will he pull a Nacho Libre and start eating eagle eggs for power?