“The American Nightmare” Cody’s music blasted! Cody confidently strolled down to the ring, and MJF freaked out.

Cody entered the ring and got right in MJF’s face. “Stop right there,” said MJF. “There’s a reason Wardlow isn’t here. You can’t touch me, Cody, can you? No matter what I say, no matter what I do, you can’t lay a finger on me.” MJF feigned giving the microphone to Cody, and as Cody went for it, MJF dropped it to the mat.

“I can’t touch you, Max, but they can.” Max turned around on the ramp and was greeted by stereo superkicks from the Young Bucks. The Bucks proceeded to toss MJF right into the pool!