Ok, so yeah Wildcat was as Tiger so aptly put it, "pretty much set up to fail." Yeah I guess so, but that was also the beauty of old-time fights like that. Outmatched or not, they didn't give a fuck. I figure if they were men enough to wear crazy-ass colorful outfits like that, than they're damn sure man enough to throw a punch at some like-wise costumed stranger. It's just how that era rolled.
So without further ado, here's the the ending and results as dictated by you, the reader: