PeteF3
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I like the more leisurely JWP pace but this did probably go on a bit too long, to the point where the ladies seemed to run out of things to do--as evidenced by the repeating of the "Kansai tries a Northern Lights and gets DDT'd" transition. Also, Kansai's kicks were approaching the level of being uncomfortable to watch rather than merely stiff. Everything else they did made sense, though, and both workers stayed true to the characters they established in the early going. Good match but the '91 JWP stuff was much better.
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MAKE THE OMNI HYPE STOP. MAKE IT STOP. Was Bischoff the one who finally killed that? That might be the best thing he ever did, at least pre-Nitro.
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The U.S. Tag Titles are mercy killed. Their existence was tenuous to begin with but made some sense when JCP or WCW had 6 or 7 regular tag teams plus most of the singles guys paired off with each other. Once the Midnights lost them in 1990 they were pretty much useless. A blond-haired Dick Slater rambles and gets in a challenge to the Freebirds. Dick seemed to be on something here, or his brains are just scrambled. He was very good on the mic at one point.
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This is a little goofy, in that an impromptu brawl is taking place with no referee in the ring and yet these guys are doing armbars and pin covers. But the set-up is good, the work is okay, and Austin comes off as a skilled and gutsy athlete instead of a chicken shit heel. And Watts is spectacular--"Sometimes you have your alligator mouth overload your tadpole fanny!" A more effective sell of a house show match than a token TV main event with a run-in DQ. Windham gets a cover and Rhodes counts the pin to put an exclamation point on this deal.
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Cactus is back in the hitman role, being paid to take out Ricky Steamboat. He delivers an intense, creepy, gory promo despite the antiseptic environment. Steamboat vs. Cactus seems like an odd stylistic match-up but I'm intrigued by it anyway.
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Southern as a tobacco stock car. Horner runs off Landell with a leather strap (Dutch: "Buddy, don't leave me! ... Tim, I'm glad to see you, I hope you whip Buddy Landell!") Horner cuts a good quick promo though he seems to completely buy Dutch's story, which doesn't speak much for his intelligence. Looks like Horner vs. Landell in a country whipping or strap match--I approve.
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Gilbert is now the Unified World Champion, something that's LONG overdue. So fresh to see the belt on a legitimate top regional heel instead of a freakshow outfit. Embry should have gotten a run with that belt. Gilbert laments all of his title defenses against goody-goody good guys, but his next defense is against a man just like him--Ricky Morton! Gilbert is happy to see Ricky, but Ricky gives him the brush-off and insists he's still on the side of the Memphis fans. Morton goes toe-to-toe with Gilbert on the stick and comes off well, which is impressive. Morton gets the better of a brawl and this is a fun, effective segment that undoes the Richard Morton run without whitewashing it.
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I just said this with the early show segment, but they seem to be setting us up for a fall here. Still, the Moondogs simply regaining the belts isn't going to be enough to re-ignite this feud to the heights it reached in the spring--they need a big twist of some sort. Eric Embry is gone now and I don't think he'll ever be back as his car wreck comes in October, and the promotion misses him badly.
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Surprisingly straightforward result--Lawler & Jarrett win again and successfully attain the $5,000. Lawler tosses money to the crowd and I'm surprised the whole audience didn't rush the ring. The Moondogs threaten the crowd with chairs in an amusing moment. Match was fun but this seems pretty decisive now that the babyfaces have taken two in a row. Lee is incensed and demands another rematch. I'm a little distracted right now, with the Indians coughing up a 9th inning lead they absolutely couldn't afford to, and the (debunked) news of the apparent death of Disco Inferno. But this segment seems pretty overlong to set up a rather standard hair stip.
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The Moondogs had been tag champions continuously since winning the belts back in December. Seven months is an eternity in Memphis, so a title change in 5:24 seems anticlimactic. The pin gets a monster pop, though. The Moondogs gang up on Fargo after the decision, but are run off by Lawler and Jarrett. Anticlimax or not this was a well-done feel-good moment. Anything goes rematch on television, thanks to $5,000 put up by Richard Lee. Lawler seems incredibly confident, which leads me to believe the belts are going back to the Dogs. Richard Lee is out with a briefcase handcuffed to his wrist and demonstrates that he does indeed have $5,000.
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I remember Bobby Heenan laying into that same shirt in one of Bobby's last Raw appearances, maybe the last. Razor spits in the face of people who don't want to be cool.
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Pretty presumptuous of Okerlund to just start peppering BBM with questions without asking if he was busy or something. Quick comments from the BBM promising to return sooner than Nailz thinks. The photos were an incredibly effective followup to the attack. As cheesy as the idea is this has been executed very well in every aspect except the in-ring part. Kelly sucked to begin with and on top of it he was being asked to play essentially a non-wrestler--which I guess is the right role for him.
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I'm the way-high guy on this--I really thought this was awesome and that the Can-Ams did a fine job of adapting to the different style. It was spotty, but I think I'm showing a pattern of being fine with spotty tag matches if said spots hit. These are probably the two best tag teams of 1992 and while that doesn't equate to a MOTYC, it didn't leave me disappointed either.
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Fun stuff because of how hot the crowd was and the somewhat unique-for-lucha match layout. Misterioso and Fishman are interesting contrasts. Misterioso is young and super-athletic and flashy and charismatic but sometimes looks lost and doesn't seem to have learned how to put together a real match yet. Fishman is well-muscled but is otherwise about as athletic as Montgomery Burns with weaker strikes, but everything he does makes sense and he's in position to set up the technicos for anything they want to do. At some point Misterioso gets taken out of commission in an event that I completely miss, and the technicos are beaten down 3-on-2. This is actually a nicely well-structured chaotic brawl, with babyface comebacks and cut-offs and all that fun stuff. Konnan runs in which pops the crowd big--which is saying something considering their volume level throughout the match. This isn't really a great match, but the story told is fun and different even if the moves and such really aren't. -
Looks like most of this has already been covered. This wasn't one of my all-time favorite matches as I was watching it, even though I basically agree with everything else written so far. So therefore my MOTY still rests with Liger/Samurai and Liger is still in a semi-comfortable lead for Most Oustanding Wrestler. But this is a top 3-5 candidate. Not trying to slight the match, but the first half of 1992 has been just that loaded from pretty much every viable promotion on Earth. After spending most of his transcendent 1990 in either an outright rudo or heelish technico role, Dandy excels in the clean-working sympathy babyface here--the man really could do anything.
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These two are giddy to the point of possible chemical enhancement, especially Landell. Fun stuff.
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Cornette and Prichard try to come as close to saying that someone is literally going to die in this feud as they possibly can. Great, serious promo that draws tremendous heat.
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Play this in a minimized window and you'll swear this is Pat Patterson. And he was 47 here, not 41 as he claims--though obviously in phenomenal shape. Garvin acknowledges ruling the Smoky Mountain area at one time and is coming in to help Brian Lee against Paul Orndorff.
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Another Moondogs studio run-in as they assault Lawler & Jarrett, but JACKIE FARGO runs in with a trash can and runs off Lee and the Dogs. Fargo's enthusiasm and panache is so darned infectious--even in his old age it shines through. And the normally stoic Dave Brown is just completely losing his shit over this. Fargo will be officiating this Monday's tag title match--usually Jackie's presence is a clear signal that some big stuff is going to go down.
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That was a SHOOT HOMELESS GUY? Somehow, with this being Jerry Jarrett and Memphis, I find that fact to be wholly unbelievable and making complete perfect sense, at the same time. The video was great.
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Tatanka, Razor, LOD...I'm suffering from On Location Vignette Overload here. Did the Roadies grow up in Mogadishu or something? Even the worst soundstages slums in the U.S. haven't gotten this bad. Animal works a WWF merchandise plug in a clumsy exposition of what Rocco meant to them. I can't believe I'm bothering to explain this. Paul: "This is the best thing to ever happen to the Legion of Doom!" High standards from Mr. Ellering. Rocco is a bigger deal than winning the WWF Tag Titles? I wish the LOD could have done a more dignified type of vignette, like crashing to the Earth from a computer-generated spaceship and being taken in by meat tossed to them by a cackling Ellering.
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"The chicas, they for fun. I prob'ly scar her heart for life--that's too bad." I like how Razor has been explaining what his plans are for when he's actually wrestling.
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This comes off as pretty patronizing, as the Awkwesasne Reservation is on the U.S./Canada border. It'd be like pushing the British Bulldog as a hero in Italy. Throw in some noble-savage rhetoric from Okerlund and Tatanka's rambling pep talk and this is all pretty bad.
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Weird atmosphere, with the dark lighting and oddball school-basement-like venue. This is like a professionally produced indie match, or a Raw from the low points of 1994. And then the studio voiceovers, which I just hate when any promotion does it. This is still an enjoyable match that I seem to be in the middle on. The super-urgent second fall was the peak of this, with Toyota and Yoshida going balls-out after dropping a fall and quickly downing Hokuto to equalize--the fall lasted just as long as it needed to, which was refreshing. Toyota badly blew a lot of stuff in the third fall to the point where I'm surprised she wasn't injured, but got the pinfall anyway. Decent match that didn't overstay its welcome.
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I don't think this quite lives up to its initial rep and the finish sucks on a few different levels, but it's a hell of a match. I have less of a problem with Vader and Bigelow being thrown all over the place because they're simply not expected to work as brick walls in Japan. Plus they dish out quite the beating to both Scott and Rick and keep this structured--Bam Bam catching Rick off the turnbuckle and hitting a stungun is a great cut-off to extend things after the ostensible hot tag. Is 91-92 New Japan Bam Bam's peak as a worker? I would think it'd have to be. The '86 Memphis stuff is a promising but raw talent being carried to great matches and the '93 WWF is more of the "decent stuff" variety. Here he looks like a standout worker with the talent, charisma, and drive to be at least a fringe contender for the IWGP Title or Triple Crown.