This is the selection of matches that accompanies my favourite WWE-produced documentary. I'd never really seen an Texas wrestling before buying this last December (barring the Best of Kerry video I reviewed earlier this year, which I'd watched once back in 2001). However, I really found myself loving it, and especially the awesome brawling of the Von Erich boys.
Duke Keomuka vs Ricky Starr
This is from Texas Rasslin’ in the 60’s (at a guess), and is two out of three falls. It’s heavily matbased, and is certainly an acquired taste, but I sorta dug it. Really liked Starr’s escapes from Keomuka’s holds and it’s no surprise to learn he had a popular run in England. He seems like he’d have fitted in perfectly. Keomuka gets the first fall with a Japanese Sleeper, and the commentary, though dry, really does good work at explaining what is happening and why the ref is checking Starr’s arm. Starr gets the second fall after nailing Keomuka with five dropkicks. The third fall sees Starr finally target the bare feet of his opponent. But Keomuka goes back to the matwork, targeting Starr’s left arm. However, he misses a corner charge, allowing Starr to hit two flying mares for the win. Not for everyone, but a fun curiosity.
Fritz Von Erich vs King Kong Bundy
This is Fritz’s retirement match, but is still for Bundy’s American title. Bundy looks far less intimidating with hair, and Fritz is still a huge old fella, so this doesn’t look as one-sided as a champion-vs-retiring-vet match normally would look. The match is more of a fight than a wrestling match and, whilst you’d think that would favour Bundy, they tease the idea early that Fritz can get the claw on Bundy at any time he wants to. Fritz even locks a stomach claw on Bundy when escaping a pinfall. I also dug Fritz stamping on Bundy’s head from the apron after sending the big man outside. Bundy grabs a chair, but Fritz uses it and gets the win in his send-off bout. Good fun.
Ric Flair vs Kerry Von Erich
This is a steel cage match from Christmas Day for the NWA title. Michael Hayes is the special guest co-referee, with Terry Gordy guarding the door on the outside. Flair typically plays dirty early on, only for Hayes to physically interject himself. Kerry reverses a suplex into a sleeper in a nice little move, before beginning to brutalise Flair, ramming his head into the steel and causing him to bleed. Flair starts to focus on Von Erich’s right knee, which Bill Mercer tells us was injured in a previous match. Kerry fights back, but tries a knee drop like an idiot which misses. Flair locks in the figure four, which Kerry reverses then doesn’t sell. We then come to the beginning of the end, which is an awesome bit of in-match storytelling. Flair jumps off the top straight into a Von Erich Claw, but his foot grazes the bottom rope. Hayes calls for a rope break, but the other referee disagrees. Kerry keeps the claw locked in, and Hayes forcibly pulls him off, sowing the seeds for friction between them. Flair provokes Hayes so much that Hayes waffles him, but Kerry refuses to cover him and win the title unfairly. Hayes goes to leave, and Flair pushes Kerry into Hayes, sending Hayes to the floor. Enraged, Gordy slams the steel door onto Kerry’s head, igniting the Freebirds/Von Erich feud that Texas thrived on. Hayes counts a Flair cover on Kerry, which the other ref rejects because Kerry kicked out at 2. The match goes on without the Freebirds, with Kerry out on his feet. Kerry hits the discus punch to give the crowd one last pop, but he’s done. The ref checks him and calls the bell. Good match, but the angle at the end is fantastic.
Iceman King Parsons, David Von Erich & Kevin Von Erich vs the Fabulous Freebirds
The early doors give proof (as if proof were needed) that Kevin Von Erich is a terrific brawler. It also shows how great the Claw was as a hold, as the Von Erich’s could hit it at any time and the fans would buy it as a finish. Here, all Kevin has to do is threaten it and the Sportatorium pops. The Freebirds soon take control on David and a superbly worked heat section ensues. The crowds love of the Von Erich’s really helps here, but the timing on all the near tags is perfect. In one beautifully shot moment, we see David’s hand just centimetres away from tagging Kevin, only for the Freebirds to prevent it. There is also a great false tag, before David and Buddy clash heads which leads to the actual tag. Unsurprisingly, all Hell soon breaks loose, with all three guys in, and in the madness, Buddy catches Parsons with a cheapshot to the head, which gifts the Freebirds the victory.
The Fabulous Freebirds vs Fritz, Mike & Kevin Von Erich
This is from the first David Von Erich Memorial Parade of Champions and sees Fritz come out of retirement for this Six Man Title match. The opening brawl is predictably intense, leading to the referee getting on the mic and stating this match will be fought on a 1-on-1 tag basis. This lasts for about a minute before people start getting in the ring again. Mike is correctly booked here as a fiery babyface, who lacks experience and gets caught out by the ‘Birds. That said, the Freebirds soon get a heat section on Kevin, who telegraphs a Claw attempt and gets blocked off by the ‘Birds. Fritz gets the hot tag and takes over on Roberts, which works as he’s the best Freebird for stooging and bumping for the aging Fritz. A melee ensues (shock!) and in the chaos, Kevin nails Buddy with a crossbody for three. Good match.
Iceman King Parsons vs Buddy Roberts
This is hair vs hair, with the Freebirds’ hair removal cream located at ringside. This isn’t a great match, and is pretty short, but there are some fun moments to keep it interesting, mainly Roberts stooging around for Parsons by getting tied up in the ropes, or missing three elbow drops in a row. Roberts gets the pin by rolling Parsons up and pulling so much tight that we need to censor Parsons’ arse. The ref starts to question Roberts, giving Parsons the break to attack and cover Buddy’s hair with the cream. A better angle than match.
Chris Adams & Sunshine vs Jimmy Garvin & Precious
Mixed tag rules apply here. I really liked the storytelling in this match, with Sunshine desperate to get her hands on Precious, whilst Garvin does everything he can to stop that happening. This means Garvin has to try and keep control of Adams to prevent him tagging out, which he does until Adams blasts him with a superkick and makes the tag to Sunshine. Sunshine brings Precious in forcefully and is all over her, until Precious escapes and tags in a still-woozy Garvin. Garvin manages to take control on Adams again, but Adams again tags in Sunshine. This time, however, Garvin stays in the ring and trips her, allowing Precious to take advantage. The girls give no impression that they’re wrestlers here, but do give the impression they really hate each other in their fight. In the confusion, Adams hits a sunset flip on Garvin to win.
The Great Kabuki vs Kamala
A pair of oddities, but a pair who put on an absolute stinker of a match. A Kamala bearhug seems to go on forever, killing off the usually passionate WCCW crowd. Even Bill Mercer can’t think of anything to say. Kabuki escapes, but Kamala applies a neverending nervehold. Their respective managers, Gary Hart and Skandor Akbar, start to fight so the ref calls the match off. Abysmal.
The Fantastics vs the Midnight Express
This is for the vacant tag team titles. Apparently Jim Cornette interfered in a previous match, causing the vacation, so he’s stuck with a huge man called Little John at ringside to prevent him interfering. Also, the match is held in two rings side-by-side, which means the match starts as two 1-on-1 matches. Seems a little wasteful when you’ve got two consummate tag-teams out there. Luckily, all four men soon end up in the same ring, making this more of a tornado tag situation. Eaton takes some nasty looking bumps to the wooden floor early on. He gets payback by attacking both Fantastics with a chair to take control. This is done in plain view of the ref, so obviously there are no disqualifications. Eaton really makes good use of the two rings, drapping Bobby Fulton on the ropes between rings to kick him in the stomach. Eaton whips Tommy Rogers into the ref in the corner and Little John, neglecting his only task in the match, goes to investigate, allowing Cornette to belt Fulton in the head for a Condrey roll up, which gets a three count. Moments later, Rogers rolls up Eaton for his own three count, but the MX pin was counted first. However, discussion between the two refs causes them to DQ the Express (despite the chairshots earlier being absolutely fine), giving the Fantastics the titles. Massively overbooked, but pretty fun in places. I still think a simple tag match would have yielded a better match.
Bruiser Brody & the Missing Link vs One Man Gang & Rick Rude
I was really looking forward to this, but it was largely disappointing. It just never really seemed to settle into a good groove, and the face team in particular never seemed to hit their strides, though i loved the dropkick Brody hit on OMG. Link’s offence in this match consists entirely of headbutts, thrown by grabbing his own hair. After less than 10 minutes of uneven action, Rude throws Link over the top rope and gets disqualified. Lame.
Chris Adams vs Kevin Von Erich
Reviewing the Best of Kerry tape a few months back really made me appreciate how good Kevin was, so I went into this with high hopes. My hopes were met. The early part is nicely worked, with the Claw threatened early, but we soon end up on the floor where the brawling begins. Kevin takes control in this environment and soon Adams gets slammed onto the commentary table, before getting back into the ring, bleeding. Adams grounds Von Erich with a chinlock, blood dripping down his face, and they build up the hope spots for Kevin nicely, before he gets cut off by Adams again. Things soon break down again, and Adams manages to drag the restraining rope from ringside into the ring, but gets beaten by Kevin before he can use it, and instead Kevin uses it to choke Adams, which draws the DQ win for the Gentleman. Really enjoyable stuff.
Abdullah The Butcher vs Bruiser Brody
This is a steel cage match. We’re told they did a worldwide search for a guest referee to control these two, so end up with....Fritz Von Erich, which makes me believe this search wasn’t as extensive as they suggested. This takes a while to get going, as Abby’s offence is a little dull, but things soon heat up with Brody in control, with Bruiser repeatedly kicking Abby in the head. Some of the offense looks surprisingly tame, but we do get a nice, heated slugfest with both guys on their knees. The Butcher manages to get a fork from Gary Hart at ringside, but Fritz spots him using it to stab Bruiser and floors Abby with some punches, allowing Brody to get the pin. Quite fun, though the ending certainly gives the impression that Fritz is the toughest man in the match, as he gifts Brody the win simply by punching Abdullah out. The post match brawl between Fritz and Abby/Hart is pretty cool.
Sunday 30 October 2011
Sunday 23 October 2011
TNA No Surrender 2011
TNA PPV's are broadcast for free in the UK on Challenge TV. Sadly, with this one, Challenge appear to have dropped a bollock, as instead of the Sting/Angle/Anderson main, we get profiles on the UK Gladiators from 2009 (though Oblivion/Magnus cuts a great heel promo ;-D). We also miss most of the Aries/Kendrick title match, but the rest of the show aired in full. Here it is...
Kid Kash vs Jesse Sorensen
Kid Kash is terrific as a heel. He has this natural bad attitude and nasty aura that an audience can sense, which makes him perfect for this role, facing a young, slightly bland, babyface underdog. You get the impression this would go down far better in the early 90’s (and in front of a less shitty crowd, the Impact Zone really sucks) where the fans would be less cynical towards such a white meat face (though I really like Sorensen’s “signed football” gimmick, it’s a nice thing for the kids in the crowd). As it is, Kash really makes the match by being such a horrible cock, goading Sorensen into a test-of-strength only to kick him in the stomach, then hitting him with some nasty stiff kicks. They mess up a little in the middle, but don’t let it affect the rest of the match, which ends with Sorensen upsetting Kash with a reverse suplex slam for the win. Sorensen is still green (and I think will need a heel turn at some point to give him some life) but this was perfectly decent for an opener.
Bully Ray vs James Storm
This is a Bound For Glory series match, with the storyline being that Storm needs to win by submission to get the necessary points to top the leaderboard. Firstly though, Bully Ray takes Kid Kash’s heeling and cranks it up times 100. He stalls, leaves the ring, rips up a fans sign, stalls some more, yells at the ref, stalls, leaves the ring, stalls, then finally cheapshots Storm to get the advantage. Beautiful. Storm does a fine job of battling back from this, and focuses on the arm of Bully Ray, locking in a cross armbreaker before Ray makes the ropes. It’s a hold he keeps going back to, with the result being that the fans clearly think he might win by the 3rd or 4th attempt. Storm also keeps working the arm in-between armbreakers. Ray takes advantage again after spitting beer into Storm’s eyes, but yells that he’s going to pin Storm following “the Bubba Bomb, bitch”, only for Storm to lock in another cross armbreaker for another near tap. The finish is shitty, but also works for the story they wanted to tell: Storm tries to return the favour by spitting beer in Ray’s face, but catches the ref instead. Storm locks in an armbreaker on Ray, who taps and the bell goes, only for Storm to get DQ’d instead. Good match.
Winter vs Mickie James
Knockouts title match here. I really dig the Winter character, and the former Nikita plays it to the hilt, really convincing in a “cruel aristocrat” kinda way. She takes a nasty bump into the steps early doors, but is soon on offence, working over Mickie’s back in a way that suggests she’s torturing her opponent. Mickie not only looks awesome in her Wonder Woman outfit, but it’s clear to see she’s regained some of the fire she lost towards the end of her WWE run. She even hits a nice looking Thesz press off the apron to the floor in a pretty nutty bump. The match itself isn’t a classic, but good enough for modern US woman’s standards. I thought the ending was pretty good, as even though Winter hit Angelina Love with her poison blood, it didn’t mean she turned around like an idiot into a Mick Kick, instead turning round and spitting into Mickie’s face instead to pick up the win.
Mexican America vs The Pope & Devon
I may be alone in this belief, but Mexican America are starting to click for me. Hernandez and Anarquia are developing a nice bit of chemistry and Anarquia is pretty fun at stooging for babyface offence. There was a really nice bit here where Hernandez elevated Anarquia into the corner to hit a big splash on Devon, then knelt down to allow an interfering Sarita to use him as a platform to hit a dropkick on the former Reverend. As a match, it was a perfectly acceptable formula tag team match, and Devon’s huge spear out of the corner was terrific. I probably wont remember it in a months time, but it was perfectly fun, the Mexican’s winning with the Rude/Warrior finish from Wrestlemania V as Pope tries to suplex Anarquia into the ring.
Samoa Joe vs Matt Morgan
On paper, Matt Morgan should be far better than he is. He’s remarkably athletic for a big man, he’s good on the mic and comes across as a genuinely nice guy. He’s got good movement, seems to have a good idea of what he’s doing in the ring, yet somehow it just doesn’t feel right. I think it’s partly that you never get the impression any of his offence hurts, which is essential for a huge fella. Joe may have regressed massively since his 2005 peak, but he was still pretty good here at heeling it up, sneering at Morgan and flipping off the crowd, whilst still rushing from the ring to avoid the Carbon Footprint, putting it over as death. Joe’s suicide dive is still impressive, but there is a weird botch midway through where it looks like Joe is hitting a running hug on Morgan. I loved Joe hooking Morgan’s arm while he had to Kokina Clutch locked in, which prevented Morgan grabbling the rope, but didn’t love the way the ending made Joe look like an idiot, arguing with the ref to allow Morgan to recoup in the corner and nail the match winning Carbon Footprint.
Gunner vs Bobby Roode
I really think Gunner gets nowhere near enough love. He’s slowly been improving week after week to the point where I think he’s a really solid worker now. This match was really good. Roode worked over Gunner’s left arm early to soften him up for the Fujiwara armbar, but they got Gunner back on offence early enough to stop there being any chance of fan sympathy towards Gunner, as Roode gets driven down with a DDT. Gunner’s selling whilst on offence is absolutely top drawer, wincing in pain on every landing. There was even a point where he had Roode in a headscissors and shifted his body position so he wouldn’t be leaning on his left arm, which is awesome. I also loved the strike exchange where Roode answered Gunner’s punches by punching him on the bad arm. Roode picks up the win with a crossface, having failed to get the win with the armbar. Really cleverly worked match.
Austin Aries vs Brian Kendrick
Sadly, Challenge TV take over here, as we return from the adverts at the end of the match. We do get to see an awesome tiger suplex by Kendrick, and Aries winning the title with a brainbuster. I did love Aries getting the ref to hoist him on his shoulders in celebration post-match.
Bully Ray vs Bobby Roode
This is my main event on the show. Ray again heels it up superbly, stalling by leaving the ring JUST as Roode is going to make contact with him. Right at the start Ray tries to psyche Roode out with two large slaps to the chest, only for Roode to dig down deep and no-sell them, which Taz puts over nicely on commentary. They actually return to the chops during the match, which each time have the result of firing Roode up again, showing that Ray can’t break his spirit. Ray is such an unlikable prick that it gets both himself AND Roode over, an early crossface getting a big pop for Roode. Ray gets two following a Bubba Bomb, but misses a senton and Roode hits a snap spinebuster for the win in a good (for us in the UK) main event.
Kid Kash vs Jesse Sorensen
Kid Kash is terrific as a heel. He has this natural bad attitude and nasty aura that an audience can sense, which makes him perfect for this role, facing a young, slightly bland, babyface underdog. You get the impression this would go down far better in the early 90’s (and in front of a less shitty crowd, the Impact Zone really sucks) where the fans would be less cynical towards such a white meat face (though I really like Sorensen’s “signed football” gimmick, it’s a nice thing for the kids in the crowd). As it is, Kash really makes the match by being such a horrible cock, goading Sorensen into a test-of-strength only to kick him in the stomach, then hitting him with some nasty stiff kicks. They mess up a little in the middle, but don’t let it affect the rest of the match, which ends with Sorensen upsetting Kash with a reverse suplex slam for the win. Sorensen is still green (and I think will need a heel turn at some point to give him some life) but this was perfectly decent for an opener.
Bully Ray vs James Storm
This is a Bound For Glory series match, with the storyline being that Storm needs to win by submission to get the necessary points to top the leaderboard. Firstly though, Bully Ray takes Kid Kash’s heeling and cranks it up times 100. He stalls, leaves the ring, rips up a fans sign, stalls some more, yells at the ref, stalls, leaves the ring, stalls, then finally cheapshots Storm to get the advantage. Beautiful. Storm does a fine job of battling back from this, and focuses on the arm of Bully Ray, locking in a cross armbreaker before Ray makes the ropes. It’s a hold he keeps going back to, with the result being that the fans clearly think he might win by the 3rd or 4th attempt. Storm also keeps working the arm in-between armbreakers. Ray takes advantage again after spitting beer into Storm’s eyes, but yells that he’s going to pin Storm following “the Bubba Bomb, bitch”, only for Storm to lock in another cross armbreaker for another near tap. The finish is shitty, but also works for the story they wanted to tell: Storm tries to return the favour by spitting beer in Ray’s face, but catches the ref instead. Storm locks in an armbreaker on Ray, who taps and the bell goes, only for Storm to get DQ’d instead. Good match.
Winter vs Mickie James
Knockouts title match here. I really dig the Winter character, and the former Nikita plays it to the hilt, really convincing in a “cruel aristocrat” kinda way. She takes a nasty bump into the steps early doors, but is soon on offence, working over Mickie’s back in a way that suggests she’s torturing her opponent. Mickie not only looks awesome in her Wonder Woman outfit, but it’s clear to see she’s regained some of the fire she lost towards the end of her WWE run. She even hits a nice looking Thesz press off the apron to the floor in a pretty nutty bump. The match itself isn’t a classic, but good enough for modern US woman’s standards. I thought the ending was pretty good, as even though Winter hit Angelina Love with her poison blood, it didn’t mean she turned around like an idiot into a Mick Kick, instead turning round and spitting into Mickie’s face instead to pick up the win.
Mexican America vs The Pope & Devon
I may be alone in this belief, but Mexican America are starting to click for me. Hernandez and Anarquia are developing a nice bit of chemistry and Anarquia is pretty fun at stooging for babyface offence. There was a really nice bit here where Hernandez elevated Anarquia into the corner to hit a big splash on Devon, then knelt down to allow an interfering Sarita to use him as a platform to hit a dropkick on the former Reverend. As a match, it was a perfectly acceptable formula tag team match, and Devon’s huge spear out of the corner was terrific. I probably wont remember it in a months time, but it was perfectly fun, the Mexican’s winning with the Rude/Warrior finish from Wrestlemania V as Pope tries to suplex Anarquia into the ring.
Samoa Joe vs Matt Morgan
On paper, Matt Morgan should be far better than he is. He’s remarkably athletic for a big man, he’s good on the mic and comes across as a genuinely nice guy. He’s got good movement, seems to have a good idea of what he’s doing in the ring, yet somehow it just doesn’t feel right. I think it’s partly that you never get the impression any of his offence hurts, which is essential for a huge fella. Joe may have regressed massively since his 2005 peak, but he was still pretty good here at heeling it up, sneering at Morgan and flipping off the crowd, whilst still rushing from the ring to avoid the Carbon Footprint, putting it over as death. Joe’s suicide dive is still impressive, but there is a weird botch midway through where it looks like Joe is hitting a running hug on Morgan. I loved Joe hooking Morgan’s arm while he had to Kokina Clutch locked in, which prevented Morgan grabbling the rope, but didn’t love the way the ending made Joe look like an idiot, arguing with the ref to allow Morgan to recoup in the corner and nail the match winning Carbon Footprint.
Gunner vs Bobby Roode
I really think Gunner gets nowhere near enough love. He’s slowly been improving week after week to the point where I think he’s a really solid worker now. This match was really good. Roode worked over Gunner’s left arm early to soften him up for the Fujiwara armbar, but they got Gunner back on offence early enough to stop there being any chance of fan sympathy towards Gunner, as Roode gets driven down with a DDT. Gunner’s selling whilst on offence is absolutely top drawer, wincing in pain on every landing. There was even a point where he had Roode in a headscissors and shifted his body position so he wouldn’t be leaning on his left arm, which is awesome. I also loved the strike exchange where Roode answered Gunner’s punches by punching him on the bad arm. Roode picks up the win with a crossface, having failed to get the win with the armbar. Really cleverly worked match.
Austin Aries vs Brian Kendrick
Sadly, Challenge TV take over here, as we return from the adverts at the end of the match. We do get to see an awesome tiger suplex by Kendrick, and Aries winning the title with a brainbuster. I did love Aries getting the ref to hoist him on his shoulders in celebration post-match.
Bully Ray vs Bobby Roode
This is my main event on the show. Ray again heels it up superbly, stalling by leaving the ring JUST as Roode is going to make contact with him. Right at the start Ray tries to psyche Roode out with two large slaps to the chest, only for Roode to dig down deep and no-sell them, which Taz puts over nicely on commentary. They actually return to the chops during the match, which each time have the result of firing Roode up again, showing that Ray can’t break his spirit. Ray is such an unlikable prick that it gets both himself AND Roode over, an early crossface getting a big pop for Roode. Ray gets two following a Bubba Bomb, but misses a senton and Roode hits a snap spinebuster for the win in a good (for us in the UK) main event.
Saturday 8 October 2011
IWA Japan King Of The Deathmatch 1995
Tiger Jeet Singh vs Mr Gannosuke
Odd to see how thin Gannosuke was before he bulked up in later years. This is also the most entertaining thing about this match, which is otherwise appalling. This is supposed to be a chain match, but Singh assaults Gannosuke with his sword before the match and embarks upon one of those dull brawls where Singh walks Gannosuke around and throws him into things and hitting him with the occasional chair. This drags on for minutes before Singh decides to choke Gannosuke with the chain. He lets go, then chokes Gannosuke on a barbed wire board for the submission win. Gannosuke’s post-match vomit is the only entertaining thing here.
Terry Funk vs Leatherface
I quite like the fact we get a pre-match promo from Leatherface, the psychotic killer from the Texas Chainsaw Massacre…being very polite and respectful towards Funk. It’s another chain match and the match is far better than the opener, but the way it’s laid out makes no sense. Within a minute of the bell ringing, Leatherface has hit a moonsault on Funk. 30 seconds later, he throws Funk from the ring onto a barbed wire board and, boom, the big spot of the match is gone. This is something to build towards, and it’s done in less than 90 seconds. That said, the rest of the match is still more enjoyable than the Jeet Singh debacle. There are some odd moments (Leatherface attacks Funk with a chainsaw, drawing no blood), but there is still fun to be had. Leatherface takes a nasty bump onto a table as Funk prevents a top rope splash by simply pulling him to the floor by the chain and both men climbing a chainlink fence to fight at the top is odd, but enjoyable. Back inside, Funk wraps his left hand with the chain and punches Leatherface out for the 3 count.
Cactus Jack vs Terry Gordy
The first match thus far that actually tries to build around the gimmick, in this case a big tray full of tacks in the middle of the ring. We actually get Gordy teasing putting Jack in the tacks, first with a hiptoss from the corner that narrowly misses, then with a bulldog attempt that Jack blocks. Jack blocks several more attempts to throw him in the tacks, but isn’t able to avoid getting thrown from the top rope to the floor in a nasty bump. Outside the ring, Gordy piledrives Jack through a table, then inside finally gets Jack onto the tacks, first stamping his face into the tray, then throwing him down with a nasty looking powerbomb. A 2nd on the mat gets a two. Jack rebounds by throwing a handful of tacks into Gordy’s face and hitting the double-arm DDT onto the tacks for the win.
Shoji Nakamaki vs Hiroshi Ono
Essentially, both are pretty ordinary looking guys in t-shirt and jeans. They seem a bit less ordinary moments later when they both no-sell being hit with a barbed wire bat. Nakamaki whacks Ono headfirst on a table and then proceeds to walk him around the stadium for a bit until they reach another ring. Ono rebounds with a few wrestling moves, nailing a side Russian legsweep and a shit uranage. A top rope clothesline gets two. Nakamaki ducks a clothesline and nails a big one of his own. He then casually walks Ono to another ring, before the two fight over the tray of tacks. Nakamaki tries a bulldog, but Ono blocks and hits to belly-to-back suplexes onto the tacks, leaving a circle of tacks sticking out of Nakamaki’s head. Ono tries a third, but Nakamaki lands on top of him then powerbombs him onto the tacks for a two. What we would now call a Skull Crushing Finale onto the tacks earns Nakamaki the win. Oddly entertaining.
Takashi Okano vs. Flying Kid Ichihara
This is for Ichihara’s WWA Light Heavyweight title. It’s also pretty heavily clipped, as I think the full match goes 13 minutes, whilst it barely goes 3 here. Not that I’m complaining, as this is pretty pedestrian. Not bad, just a touch bland, though Ichihara looks pretty smooth, hitting a nice moonsault press and dropping Okano on his head with a belly-to-back suplex. Okano doesn’t get much offence, making it even more surprising when he rolls through a rana for the win.
The Iceman vs. Kamikaze
You know when you see a local indy show, and a chubby guy is wearing a mask in an attempt to convince you he’s a highflier? Well that’s Iceman here, whose paunch is noticeable through his bodysuit, In fact, with his long hair sticking out, he looks like John Zandig filming a remake of the video for “I Found Out” by the Pigeon Detectives. He’s not very good either, whiffing an armdrag over the top early doors and hitting a clumsy pescado. This is another clipped match, but we get to see some decent offence from Kamikaze, who hits a nice tope. Iceman misses an appalling looking knee drop from the top, but bumbles his way into a reverse pin to win.
Terry Funk vs. Tiger Jeet Singh
Round two of the tournament, and guess who does the most bumping? This makes the first Jeet Singh match look like Savage/Steamboat in comparison. The entire first 5 or so minutes consists of Singh hitting Funk with his sword outside the ring, pausing for 5 seconds, then doing it again. They finally get back into the ring, only for Singh to knock Funk off the apron into...something, as the crack camera team entirely miss the bump. Another angle eventually shows Funk lying in a tray of glass, getting hit by Singh. Finally, Funk hits a head butt for his first bit of offence and goes for the spinning toehold, only to meet Cactus Jack interference. Jack goes to hit Funk with Singh’s sword, only for Funk to duck, causing Singh to take the blow and get pinned for 3. Utter shite.
Cactus Jack vs. Shoji Nakamaki
This is the other end of the bumping scale. In his first book, Foley points out that Nakamaki was known as the “Danger Man” since, although he couldn’t wrestle, he was willing to take a lot of abuse. The result is that we get two guys trying to out bump each other. It’s close, but I’d say Nakamaki takes the worst of it, taking the nastiest bump when Jack covers his prone body with a bed of nails, then hits an elbow from the ring apron to drive the nails into the Danger Man. Jack does a similar move elsewhere in the match, hanging Nakamaki on the second rope and placing a bed of barbed wire onto his opponent, before crashing into him with a flying knee. Jack takes a fair bit of abuse too and, whilst the match is frequently sloppy (Nakamaki can’t bump very well, so sandbags Jack on occasion), it is at least enjoyable. Jack wins with the double-arm DDT onto the barbed wire.
The Headhunters vs. El Texano & Silver King
King and Texano are defending the IWA tag titles here. The Mexican team fare pretty badly early doors, getting overpowered by the huge Headhunters. The Headhunters are pretty fun to watch as big, fat highfliers, crushing El Texano with a big splash/leg drop combo. Texano and King try to use their speed to take over, both hitting topes on one Hunter, only for the other to follow with the biggest tope of them all. There is a section of control by Texano and King, but this is really all about the size and power of the Headhunters, who pick up the win and the titles with a top rope power bomb.
Dan Severn vs. Tarzan Goto
This is for Severn’s NWA title. The main theme running through this match is that both guys have a preferred environment to fight in and, if they get their opponent there, they’ll win. Hence Goto slaps Severn and goes to the outside, trying to lure Severn to brawl outside, only for Severn to sit on the ring ropes and gesture for Goto to get in the ring for a beating. Goto actually does a decent job at getting Severn onto the mat, but Severn soon reverses and takes control. They roll outside, where Goto smashes a bottle to get a weapon, which Severn blocks with a chair. They continue to brawl, decimating rows of chairs, and Goto gets the upper hand, hurling chair after chair onto a prone Severn. Goto heads back into the ring and we get the awesome site of Severn emerging from a pile of chairs, eyes full of fury and hate, ready to fuck Goto up. Goto does manages to subdue him in the ring by using a chair, but Severn takes control and locks in a rear naked choke for the tapout win. Good match.
Cactus Jack vs. Terry Funk
The tournament final is a Barbed Wire Rope, Exploding Barbed Wire Boards & Exploding Ring Time Bomb Death Match, which essentially means the ring will blow up in ten minutes. Being the best two workers in the tournament, this is pretty darn good. I especially loved the way that Funk dragged a board into the middle of the ring at the start, essentially daring Jack to come at him. They also wisely build to the board explosions, with Funk teetering over a board for ages before finally getting knocked onto it for a big pop. I also like the way that, even though the explosives on a board have been used up, they both know that whacking their opponent with a board of barbed wire looks fucking painful, with Jack covering Funk with a board and dropping an elbow being particularly painful-looking. Tiger Jeet Singh makes an unwelcome return to save Jack from a spinning toehold. Jack hits the double-arm DDT for two and hits another as the ring announcer starts a ten second countdown for the explosion. Funk is left in the ring and....some fireworks go off at the edge of the ring, to a muted response from the crowd. Funk looks rightly baffled and so him and Jack go to war for the next 3 minutes, as Cactus brings in a ladder and nails an elbow off it for two. Funk manages to topple the ladder as Jack climbs for a second time, him directly onto the barbed wire ropes. This is Funk’s last bit of energy gone though, and Jack crawls over to him for a slightly anticlimactic three count.
Odd to see how thin Gannosuke was before he bulked up in later years. This is also the most entertaining thing about this match, which is otherwise appalling. This is supposed to be a chain match, but Singh assaults Gannosuke with his sword before the match and embarks upon one of those dull brawls where Singh walks Gannosuke around and throws him into things and hitting him with the occasional chair. This drags on for minutes before Singh decides to choke Gannosuke with the chain. He lets go, then chokes Gannosuke on a barbed wire board for the submission win. Gannosuke’s post-match vomit is the only entertaining thing here.
Terry Funk vs Leatherface
I quite like the fact we get a pre-match promo from Leatherface, the psychotic killer from the Texas Chainsaw Massacre…being very polite and respectful towards Funk. It’s another chain match and the match is far better than the opener, but the way it’s laid out makes no sense. Within a minute of the bell ringing, Leatherface has hit a moonsault on Funk. 30 seconds later, he throws Funk from the ring onto a barbed wire board and, boom, the big spot of the match is gone. This is something to build towards, and it’s done in less than 90 seconds. That said, the rest of the match is still more enjoyable than the Jeet Singh debacle. There are some odd moments (Leatherface attacks Funk with a chainsaw, drawing no blood), but there is still fun to be had. Leatherface takes a nasty bump onto a table as Funk prevents a top rope splash by simply pulling him to the floor by the chain and both men climbing a chainlink fence to fight at the top is odd, but enjoyable. Back inside, Funk wraps his left hand with the chain and punches Leatherface out for the 3 count.
Cactus Jack vs Terry Gordy
The first match thus far that actually tries to build around the gimmick, in this case a big tray full of tacks in the middle of the ring. We actually get Gordy teasing putting Jack in the tacks, first with a hiptoss from the corner that narrowly misses, then with a bulldog attempt that Jack blocks. Jack blocks several more attempts to throw him in the tacks, but isn’t able to avoid getting thrown from the top rope to the floor in a nasty bump. Outside the ring, Gordy piledrives Jack through a table, then inside finally gets Jack onto the tacks, first stamping his face into the tray, then throwing him down with a nasty looking powerbomb. A 2nd on the mat gets a two. Jack rebounds by throwing a handful of tacks into Gordy’s face and hitting the double-arm DDT onto the tacks for the win.
Shoji Nakamaki vs Hiroshi Ono
Essentially, both are pretty ordinary looking guys in t-shirt and jeans. They seem a bit less ordinary moments later when they both no-sell being hit with a barbed wire bat. Nakamaki whacks Ono headfirst on a table and then proceeds to walk him around the stadium for a bit until they reach another ring. Ono rebounds with a few wrestling moves, nailing a side Russian legsweep and a shit uranage. A top rope clothesline gets two. Nakamaki ducks a clothesline and nails a big one of his own. He then casually walks Ono to another ring, before the two fight over the tray of tacks. Nakamaki tries a bulldog, but Ono blocks and hits to belly-to-back suplexes onto the tacks, leaving a circle of tacks sticking out of Nakamaki’s head. Ono tries a third, but Nakamaki lands on top of him then powerbombs him onto the tacks for a two. What we would now call a Skull Crushing Finale onto the tacks earns Nakamaki the win. Oddly entertaining.
Takashi Okano vs. Flying Kid Ichihara
This is for Ichihara’s WWA Light Heavyweight title. It’s also pretty heavily clipped, as I think the full match goes 13 minutes, whilst it barely goes 3 here. Not that I’m complaining, as this is pretty pedestrian. Not bad, just a touch bland, though Ichihara looks pretty smooth, hitting a nice moonsault press and dropping Okano on his head with a belly-to-back suplex. Okano doesn’t get much offence, making it even more surprising when he rolls through a rana for the win.
The Iceman vs. Kamikaze
You know when you see a local indy show, and a chubby guy is wearing a mask in an attempt to convince you he’s a highflier? Well that’s Iceman here, whose paunch is noticeable through his bodysuit, In fact, with his long hair sticking out, he looks like John Zandig filming a remake of the video for “I Found Out” by the Pigeon Detectives. He’s not very good either, whiffing an armdrag over the top early doors and hitting a clumsy pescado. This is another clipped match, but we get to see some decent offence from Kamikaze, who hits a nice tope. Iceman misses an appalling looking knee drop from the top, but bumbles his way into a reverse pin to win.
Terry Funk vs. Tiger Jeet Singh
Round two of the tournament, and guess who does the most bumping? This makes the first Jeet Singh match look like Savage/Steamboat in comparison. The entire first 5 or so minutes consists of Singh hitting Funk with his sword outside the ring, pausing for 5 seconds, then doing it again. They finally get back into the ring, only for Singh to knock Funk off the apron into...something, as the crack camera team entirely miss the bump. Another angle eventually shows Funk lying in a tray of glass, getting hit by Singh. Finally, Funk hits a head butt for his first bit of offence and goes for the spinning toehold, only to meet Cactus Jack interference. Jack goes to hit Funk with Singh’s sword, only for Funk to duck, causing Singh to take the blow and get pinned for 3. Utter shite.
Cactus Jack vs. Shoji Nakamaki
This is the other end of the bumping scale. In his first book, Foley points out that Nakamaki was known as the “Danger Man” since, although he couldn’t wrestle, he was willing to take a lot of abuse. The result is that we get two guys trying to out bump each other. It’s close, but I’d say Nakamaki takes the worst of it, taking the nastiest bump when Jack covers his prone body with a bed of nails, then hits an elbow from the ring apron to drive the nails into the Danger Man. Jack does a similar move elsewhere in the match, hanging Nakamaki on the second rope and placing a bed of barbed wire onto his opponent, before crashing into him with a flying knee. Jack takes a fair bit of abuse too and, whilst the match is frequently sloppy (Nakamaki can’t bump very well, so sandbags Jack on occasion), it is at least enjoyable. Jack wins with the double-arm DDT onto the barbed wire.
The Headhunters vs. El Texano & Silver King
King and Texano are defending the IWA tag titles here. The Mexican team fare pretty badly early doors, getting overpowered by the huge Headhunters. The Headhunters are pretty fun to watch as big, fat highfliers, crushing El Texano with a big splash/leg drop combo. Texano and King try to use their speed to take over, both hitting topes on one Hunter, only for the other to follow with the biggest tope of them all. There is a section of control by Texano and King, but this is really all about the size and power of the Headhunters, who pick up the win and the titles with a top rope power bomb.
Dan Severn vs. Tarzan Goto
This is for Severn’s NWA title. The main theme running through this match is that both guys have a preferred environment to fight in and, if they get their opponent there, they’ll win. Hence Goto slaps Severn and goes to the outside, trying to lure Severn to brawl outside, only for Severn to sit on the ring ropes and gesture for Goto to get in the ring for a beating. Goto actually does a decent job at getting Severn onto the mat, but Severn soon reverses and takes control. They roll outside, where Goto smashes a bottle to get a weapon, which Severn blocks with a chair. They continue to brawl, decimating rows of chairs, and Goto gets the upper hand, hurling chair after chair onto a prone Severn. Goto heads back into the ring and we get the awesome site of Severn emerging from a pile of chairs, eyes full of fury and hate, ready to fuck Goto up. Goto does manages to subdue him in the ring by using a chair, but Severn takes control and locks in a rear naked choke for the tapout win. Good match.
Cactus Jack vs. Terry Funk
The tournament final is a Barbed Wire Rope, Exploding Barbed Wire Boards & Exploding Ring Time Bomb Death Match, which essentially means the ring will blow up in ten minutes. Being the best two workers in the tournament, this is pretty darn good. I especially loved the way that Funk dragged a board into the middle of the ring at the start, essentially daring Jack to come at him. They also wisely build to the board explosions, with Funk teetering over a board for ages before finally getting knocked onto it for a big pop. I also like the way that, even though the explosives on a board have been used up, they both know that whacking their opponent with a board of barbed wire looks fucking painful, with Jack covering Funk with a board and dropping an elbow being particularly painful-looking. Tiger Jeet Singh makes an unwelcome return to save Jack from a spinning toehold. Jack hits the double-arm DDT for two and hits another as the ring announcer starts a ten second countdown for the explosion. Funk is left in the ring and....some fireworks go off at the edge of the ring, to a muted response from the crowd. Funk looks rightly baffled and so him and Jack go to war for the next 3 minutes, as Cactus brings in a ladder and nails an elbow off it for two. Funk manages to topple the ladder as Jack climbs for a second time, him directly onto the barbed wire ropes. This is Funk’s last bit of energy gone though, and Jack crawls over to him for a slightly anticlimactic three count.
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