Oh why the fuck not....
Michael Hayes: Disregarding some of his reputation, of his WCCW stuff, I think he's resourcefull enough to hang around as a Freebird. Bringing the stooging to a team consisting of you, Buddy Roberts and Terry Gordy is enough. He's not my favorite promo guy either but I can't really knock on him or anything. His early-90's WCW run though, was exceptionally bad(on his part). Jawing with the fans while slapping on a chinlock was wrestling "psychology" back in those days of the freebirds. Oh, and the times he tried to Fargo Strut back in his and Gordy's Memphis debuts sucked.
Dean Malenko: Dean, Dean, Dean. Much of a like/dislike relationship here. He's kind of a classic example in my book that refined finesse and aesthetic qualities aren't enough to reach out, grab me and evoke any emotions of mine during a match. With all due respect to the natural "Iceman" attributes of his performances pretty much all around(all though there are some exclusions), I can perhaps count on one hand the times I've felt serious peril or ascension of a certain story played out in a Dean Malenko singles match. I do think though, that the Malenkos were really good though, and perhaps I'd say that at points I preffer the dynamic of him and his brother in tag team enviorment.
Masa Fuchi: This guy is perhaps one of the strongest backbones to a storyline in all history. While some of his singles work may not be getting the same amount of hype his counterparts are, his reflexebility to inflicting pain throughout his career(in the early 90's especially) was just mind-boggling. Grumpiness was due each time he would clash with a cheeky upstart, but goddamn, that's a lot of ways to torture a human being. Beyond the Tupelo Concession-Stand Brawl I haven't seen any of his Memphis stuff, although I do really hope to someday get around to seeing it.
Tommy Rich: Being a southern worker with a fetish for artery-slicing is always a good thing. I think Tommy was servicable from what I've seen of him, as would usually prove being popular with the fans, usually selling on-point and well placing comeback or spots generally.
Magnum TA: See, I didn't get around to the Mid-South set yet, I'm not from the US and too young to have been around back in those days(as to say I grew up on Crockett or something) but from what I've seen of the guy, I just love. Magnum came across like a blue-chipper who didn't expect worthwhile veterans to guide his hand to passable main-events and through just-in-time feuds, the guy would usually come of as an active part of a struggle. He could punch and time brawling spots, take it down to the mat well enough if needed, and portray the struggle that is the life thread running through a pro wrestling match well enough, that I don't see how one can't like the guy at least.
Jerry Estrada: The day we'll offer givings to all those who've died(not literally, which is important to mention in a pro wrestling sense) for peoples pleasure, this guy'll get the biggest offering. He's turned the Salida de Bandera into art, restored faith into human pinballing(after Shawn Michaels almost ruined the market) and perfected the art of self-placement into a six man tag. Do I really need to go on?
Marty Jannetty: Marty was fine, I guess, I'm just not the biggest Rockers fan. A lot of their stuff comes across as masturbatory(the "arm spin-spin back" spot being a classic case of this, at least in my book), sometimes almost on a level of pre-dated US Indy performers with a better grasp of wrestling mechanics and and not as trully shitty of a masturbatory habit to their work. The Royal Rumble 91 match though, is a thing of beauty. Following that, I must not also that I haven't been exposed to a lot of their AWA work, something I plan to fix in the future too.
Kuniaki Kobayashi: This is someone who I totally get. Once again, I'm not a professor on his ouevure, but beyond Juniors' habits of the era rarely rearing their ugly head(Tombstones, anyone?), seamless athletics merge with brilliant pacing and choice of action placement within the confines of a wrestling match(something that another an even more seamless athlete never came across to me as being able to do ). My motto regarding him would be: the more, the better.