Tracy Smothers vs CJ O’Doyle
O’Doyle isn’t masked here, which sends Shaggy II Dope into
rapture on commentary. Not much of a match here, but the commentary carries it,
with lots of talk of how the ladies can’t keep their hands off the newly
unmasked O’Doyle. Smothers works a load of schtick into the bout, blindsiding O’Doyle,
choking him out, then offering a phony handshake when O’Doyle is in the
ascendancy – Smothers of course blindsiding him again. O’Doyle has some basic
white meat babyface offence, all dropkicks and a nice crossbody, but he takes a
nice bump on the top of his head from a clothesline. Also, got to love that,
when O’Doyle tries a cover after his first move of the match, the ICP claim
that O’Doyle really thought that one back elbow would be enough to get the win.
2 Tuff Tony runs in on Smothers for the DQ.
Corporal Robinson vs Trent Acid
Robinson is defending the JCW title here. These two pair up
fairly well, with Acid the sneaky little shit against Robinson’s big bruiser.
Acid takes a big bump to the floor from a clothesline, but uses some
cat-and-mouse tactics to lure Corp out for the chase, nailing him as he
re-enters the ring. Acid pretend humping Robinson’s chest on a pinfall
hilariously outrages the crowd. Robinson comes back with a botched Rydeen Bomb
and hits a superkick to Acid’s chest as Trent jumps from the top rope, but Boot
Camp is blocked by Acid hitting him with holy water for the DQ. Love the idea
that the holy water is burning Corporal’s eyes because he’s such a sinner,
making him the face to the crowd.
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