Man, I'm a sucker for punishment so am gonna watch some more Wrasslin from Florida in 1984. But only a little bit....
This Warrior tag team have done a little promo. They're juiced up blonde guys apparently called Steve and Jim Warrior! It looks like they're getting a little push but then get absolutely destroyed by The Russians (Neidhart & Darsow), treated like complete jobbers. I don't know if this was a sign of the times in Florida, that trained amateur wrestling could easily beat the roided gym guys but it did surprise me. The Saint, who is sort of their manager, puts on a little glove which looks like a fingerless golf club but one punch from it campacitates the Warrior brother with ease. IT'S LOADED! Dutch Mantell runs in with his bull whip Shu baby and clears house. I realise that I must've watched this last time cos all the stuff after it I've definitely watched. I'm done with Florida for a while, think I need some Mempho action in my life.
Yes!!! It's mempho wrestling 1991 and I feel a lot better, getting 7 years away from Buddy Colt and Jesse Barr. I love Gordon Solie but that's about it. It's a good time for Memphis, the sons of the two biggest stars are coming through, Jamie Dundee and Brian Christopher. But we're not supposed to know that Brian is Jerry's kid. "You people know me, I'm the best in the world". Bizarrely, Terry Funk forgets Tojo Yammamoto's name and stalls for about 15 seconds trying to remember it and they keep rolling but he never remembers it.
Jeff Jarrett & Eddie Gilbert vs Steve Austin & The Scorpion
Wow, can you guess who's getting beat here? Austin is so ready for the major leagues I almost think Chris Adams offered his wife as a sacrifice in the hope he'd get a WWF run in a few years time. I love Eddie Gilbert but just want him to turn on Jeff. And Jamie "Ice Ice Baby" Dundee is Austin's and the Scorpion's manager. Dundee, Austin and Gilbert are 3 of my favourite 90's wrestlers. By the end of the decade one's the main man, one's dead and one's bitching about his pay off for the one WWF PPV he worked. But god I love all 3. Oh yeah, Scorpion got pinned.
Lawler comes out to talk smack about the Texas wrestlers with Jarrett and Gilbert, it's so easy for him. But Eddie hovers behind them with heelish intentions. Jeff stumbles over his promo like usual, then Eddie steps up to the plate and kills it. I want a ticket for Monday night after that. Eric Embry and Tom Pritchard are the Texas wrestlers. Dr Tom is the biggest Roddy Piper impressionist in wrestling and there's a few. Don't get me wrong, I like the guy but every time he ruffles his hair it reminds me.
Lance Russell's taken the money and is doing the syndicated WCW shows but Dave Brown holds all this crazyiness together. I don't think there's a better guy ever to pull a disgusted face when the heels say something a bit naughty. Reader, I'm going to tell you a truth or two now. I really don't get Billy Joe Travis or Eric Embry. Good luck to both of them and all that, but both are pretty throw away and non descript. Embry can't be too far away from a motorcar accident and Billy has got about a decade left in him. Don't get me wrong, they're a million times better than the majority of 1991 wrestlers but personally I'd take Buddy Landell or Tommy Rich and a fair amount of other southern wrestlers over them every time. For the last year Billy Joe has just come across as Jeff Jarrett's kiss ass best friend when the USWA was also doing TV in Texas. God that was awful. Thankfully half way through the year it's finished, or at least my DVD's haven't got Michael St John cutting between Memphis and Texas pretending it's all live.
At the end of a Bill Dundee match his son and Steve Austin come out. Austin's got a loaded glove (see the Saint, Florida 1984) and he beats the hell out of Bill. He's a bloody mess but still has time for a call to arms promo. Gaylord and Dirty White Boy couldn't do the job and Bill ain't the biggest in the world but he'll beat Austin's brains out, if that's what it takes to get his son back. My favourite thing about all this is how Jamie calls his dad "Bill". "Take a good look at this face Austin, cos one night you're gonna wake up and it's gonna be standing over your bed and I'm beating your brains out". Did I mention I want a ticket for Monday night?
Saturday 22 August 2015
Friday 17 July 2015
Random Wrestling
Man, I feel like posting about that good ol' wrasslin again brother! Maybe just for today, who knows, maybe I'll be back again in a few years. Anyway, I was looking at this blog for the first time in a good while and noticed in 2008 I did a little post about Florida 1984 and scarily enough I'm starting this here night, in the year 2015 BT (Before Trump) watching Florida 1984! I really think I must've managed about 3 discs worth of it in the last 7 years. But man I've been busy, what with this, that and the other. So anyway, let's get right back into it! Let's bleach our hair blonde, tape a razor blade to our wrist and hang around gyms waiting for our guy to turn up with the steroids/ somas/ horse tranquilisers, cos it's mid 80's wrestling and that's what happened (I think).
Ok, Gordon Solie runs this show unably assisted by the grim faced Buddy Colt, forever staring off into the distance, seemingly daydreaming about collegiate/ amateur wrestling and college/ amateur wrestlers who are now pros in Florida. Oh, and if they played a bit of football too, well that would be nice. Looking at old pictures of Colt the wrestler, with bleached blonde hair, I can't believe this is the same guy. Anyways, Jesse Barr is giving another of his really unconvincing, stuttering promos. He hasn't got it, move on. Dory Funk jr, Ric Flair and Solie, amongst others, are trying to make us believe he has but my eyes tell me differently. Flair comes out in Barr's corner, he's up against Larry Hamilton. Brian Blair joins Solie and Colt ringside. Blair says Barr's natural style is greco roman and he would've gone the Olympics but turned pro instead! It's all amateur mat based stuff and the pro werestling is rough around the edges. Barr finishes him off with a sort of cradle suplex into a pin which I have to say looked pretty boss. Flair and Barr talk smack to Brian Blair (who mentions that he's just got back from Japan, although sadly not rocking a Ribera jacket).
Flair vs Rhodes $1 million challenge match - Starrcade 1984 - watch at Eddie Graham Stadium.
Now it's Bob "Mr Personality" Backlund cutting a promo about wrestling the winner of the Flair/ Rhodes title match. According to Solie Bob's got backers who are willing to put up a $500,000 bond to secure the fight. I can't imagine who these backers are, maybe Bob was the original Nigerian Prince e-mail scammer. As we cut to commercials, Backlund and Colt discuss the local bus timetable changes and what funerals they are attending this week.
I guess the 70's must've been a very different time cos former world champs Backlund and Funk jr are as boring and as miserable on the mic as someone whose just been told he's got 1 day left to live.
Gordon now tells us that Sweet Brown Sugar used to be a high hurdler and running back. Hopefully someone channel surfing who usually sneers at this fake fighting, pro wrestling lark will hear that one of the carny brethrin can actually do real sports and then become a fan. Let us hope so.
Colt suddenly wakes up out of his amateur wrestling daze and spouts out that the Russians eat our food and drive our cars! A call to arms indeed. The Russians are Neidhart and Darsow managed by The Saint. Now Neidhart actually first visited Russia when he went to a track event as a shot putter. So see, real sport is bad and turns you communist kids. So strap a blade to your wrist or in your shorts or under your tongue and be a pro wrestler instead!
Now it's Superstar Graham vs Barr. Superstar ain't like Backlund or Funk jr, he's still the promo king baby! He's in a weird position here, just seems happy for a job and money and his past glories seem a long way from this bald headed Bruce Lee wannabe posing in the ring. But he's still great and prepared to bump around. To be fair, Barr looks pretty good here and ends up winning using the ropes for the pin, then he cracks Superstar over the head with a chair.
It's back to Gordon and Brian Blair and more missing Florida kids. Cue Mr Blair. "I know I'm going to be out there looking for children and I hope you guys are too". And on that note we move on.
Ok, Gordon Solie runs this show unably assisted by the grim faced Buddy Colt, forever staring off into the distance, seemingly daydreaming about collegiate/ amateur wrestling and college/ amateur wrestlers who are now pros in Florida. Oh, and if they played a bit of football too, well that would be nice. Looking at old pictures of Colt the wrestler, with bleached blonde hair, I can't believe this is the same guy. Anyways, Jesse Barr is giving another of his really unconvincing, stuttering promos. He hasn't got it, move on. Dory Funk jr, Ric Flair and Solie, amongst others, are trying to make us believe he has but my eyes tell me differently. Flair comes out in Barr's corner, he's up against Larry Hamilton. Brian Blair joins Solie and Colt ringside. Blair says Barr's natural style is greco roman and he would've gone the Olympics but turned pro instead! It's all amateur mat based stuff and the pro werestling is rough around the edges. Barr finishes him off with a sort of cradle suplex into a pin which I have to say looked pretty boss. Flair and Barr talk smack to Brian Blair (who mentions that he's just got back from Japan, although sadly not rocking a Ribera jacket).
Flair vs Rhodes $1 million challenge match - Starrcade 1984 - watch at Eddie Graham Stadium.
Now it's Bob "Mr Personality" Backlund cutting a promo about wrestling the winner of the Flair/ Rhodes title match. According to Solie Bob's got backers who are willing to put up a $500,000 bond to secure the fight. I can't imagine who these backers are, maybe Bob was the original Nigerian Prince e-mail scammer. As we cut to commercials, Backlund and Colt discuss the local bus timetable changes and what funerals they are attending this week.
I guess the 70's must've been a very different time cos former world champs Backlund and Funk jr are as boring and as miserable on the mic as someone whose just been told he's got 1 day left to live.
Gordon now tells us that Sweet Brown Sugar used to be a high hurdler and running back. Hopefully someone channel surfing who usually sneers at this fake fighting, pro wrestling lark will hear that one of the carny brethrin can actually do real sports and then become a fan. Let us hope so.
Colt suddenly wakes up out of his amateur wrestling daze and spouts out that the Russians eat our food and drive our cars! A call to arms indeed. The Russians are Neidhart and Darsow managed by The Saint. Now Neidhart actually first visited Russia when he went to a track event as a shot putter. So see, real sport is bad and turns you communist kids. So strap a blade to your wrist or in your shorts or under your tongue and be a pro wrestler instead!
Now it's Superstar Graham vs Barr. Superstar ain't like Backlund or Funk jr, he's still the promo king baby! He's in a weird position here, just seems happy for a job and money and his past glories seem a long way from this bald headed Bruce Lee wannabe posing in the ring. But he's still great and prepared to bump around. To be fair, Barr looks pretty good here and ends up winning using the ropes for the pin, then he cracks Superstar over the head with a chair.
It's back to Gordon and Brian Blair and more missing Florida kids. Cue Mr Blair. "I know I'm going to be out there looking for children and I hope you guys are too". And on that note we move on.
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