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  1. That's why he is thee Unpredictable One! Who the heck is Johnny Rodz Jr? HUNG GAR STYLE, FOOLS!!!! Tiger Jackson is sssoooooo good. I like how there is a "Special Appearance" by the promoter in the main event. If "FOR THE BENEFIT OF HANDICAPPED CHILDREN" isn't a worked charity, it should be, Community Mayors or not. This poster is so very NE '80s indy show, it hurts me in the heart. - RAF
  2. I can't stands Patera but I am glad DEAN posted this twice so I could like it twice. SCREW THE SYSTEM, BABY! - RAF
  3. When I was young, I was too ig'nant to see what a great champ Mr. Backlund was. Could we grasp what a bold choice it was to choose him to hold the belt? He drew money and worked hard but much of the decision had to be how "controllable" and compliant he was. No other major title holder since was as created and set up by the promoters in that classic way. Most pushed workers since (and many before, admittedly) are aware of any power they have, and can politic and manipulate with the best. Heck, some even have contracts now! This is not to say that McMahon Senior and company did BB dirty but they held the cards. Can you imagine someone with Backlund's "gimmick"/persona/personality/image getting a belt, let alone a push, in the Modern Era (1984+)? Wild, man --- wild... Harvard Steppin', RAF
  4. If there was a "Wrestlers With Cats" thread (sans Teddy Hart (who's cat is really nice, tho')), I would plotz with kawaii. - RAF
  5. Not giving anybody a Scarlet Letter, but getting tested often does not prevent from getting the COVIDs: your behavior (AND luck) does. I would not be surprised if there were many dunderheads who were sloppy about prevention because they were getting tested regularly. I have spoken to a couple workers who have laid low because of sloppy precautions from both promoters paying lip service to rules & common sense and workers who range from denialists to "well, gotta work". Oy, what a world. - RAF
  6. TFunk and BEaton would also be in my Ten Top. Are there any modern era folks that y'all would call out for fantabulous punching or is it a lost art? - RAF
  7. Lotsa festive stuff on that CWF segment - the super funky outro music, Missouri Mauler's post-match combover disaster, Dusty's somber Bell's Palsy promos, Terry Funk's intense ones and Jerry Brisco & Abe Jacobs (shooter , trainer and inventor of the Kiwi Leg Roll) against a gurning King Curtis and youthful Frank Goodish, and of course Gordon Solie. - RAF
  8. Try looking through Apter mags from the time period. If it was a Weston publication, there will be plenty of ads for it. - RAF
  9. I love seeing "constrained by TV and baing a babyface" Abbie work. Also, so primo Cactus Jack squeals in there and a Hipbreaker Elbow! - RAF
  10. Look how good DiBiase is in that first match - by doing nothing whilst Duggan just sells so much heat is generated, In essence, they skipped the first third of a match. DiBiase doesn't work the crowd, he just lets the babyface baby. Later, notice how TD bumps but has no time to sell really - Duggan is still the one doing all the action. So slick... - RAF
  11. Wrestlers In Places You Did A Double-take On When Your Back Is All Seized Up And You Forgot How Many Pain-killers You Have Taken Already Today Dept.--- I am trying to figure out what in Gojira's name is going on with this Nutsy Fagen Japanese TV show that has lived in my Amazon Prime streaming queue and I decided to hit the switch on - SENTOSHA: Battle Wheels - and as the warlord Chihara Junior is introducing the drivers defending Junior Castle to their cars, I blurt out "hmanoigaGREATMUTA!!!!!" as Mr. Keiji Mutoh gets assigned the Lincoln Navigator amidst his teammates of pop stars, minor sportsballers, comedians and TV personalities (if you are not a worker, thee Rev probably doesn't know you, celebrity-wise). Twenty minutes later, some fat guy (the comic relief, I assume) is eating spicy noodles and screaming. Is this a reality show? Improv? Competion? Comedy? Surely, like so many other TV programs from my brothers and sisters of thee Rising Sun it is an occult medley of all these things. Now there are pink ninjas, maybe nuns. Just go with the flow, RAF; as with much of life it is more important and pleasurable to smoothly survive and experience than to understand and categorize. Anyway, SENTOSHA: Battle Wheels, watch it so you can assure me this is not a couchdream. WWMMD? (What Would Miamoto Musashi Do?), RAF
  12. I will try to keep this a broad as possible, but what has always been true in pro rasslin' (and advertising and comic books and ketchup choice, et al) is if you get the consumers emotionally involved, you will have them hooked (not necessarily in a malicious manner) for the long term, whereas intellectual involvement, as well as attraction based on price or surprises or practicality, will bring them in for a quick look but may not keep them. Many hours of good matches based on crazy moves is lesser than a well-booked show with wrestlers and feuds and stories that get your heart in it. We may not be able to use nationalism or regionalism or stereotyping or good/evil or bigger than life gimmicks as easily, but putting out spot-fests with ironic characters that the crowd identifies with is pandering nonetheless, and perhaps a less effective kind, bizness-wise. - RAF
  13. I received my books from Crowbar Press a couple days ago, and I am so very elated. One is a collected series of interviews with Frankie Cain, and covers his life & career from 1932 thru 1960 - the second volume will be out this year with 1961 to the present. I have read some of the material in Scott Teal's "Whatever Happened To...?" (ST edited the book, of course) and Cain is a mastermind with a career that spanned the history of the business and a keen mind for all aspects of it. The other book is Tim Hornbaker's biography of Nature Boy Buddy Rogers. I started it and Sweet Mary it is good. A nice mix of painstaking details and fact-checking and a readable narrative of the life of a larger than life superstar whose influence is still around today. I dig this kinda stuff the mostest. I have mostly been very pleased with the products and service of Crowbar Press, but these go above and beyond. gush gush gush, RAF (not a spokesperson, but a satisfied customer)
  14. I might like Super Porky more than Brazo de Plata, as per the past-physical prime workers. I considered Lawler but he was always a smart worker. All incarnations of Terry Funk are great - we all love later era Middle Aged Crazy TF but he was amazing in his younger days as well. I don't think he ever really slowed down. - RAF
  15. New year, new hopes, y’all, and time to look to thee future as well as reflect on more innocent times. I was thinking about what I used to know, and here’s what emerged. I hope you will indulge me and hopefully think about how your certainties have evolved and maybe share them. Merry Hogmanay, my tribespeoples. THINGS I WAS SURE ABOUT IN PRO WRESTLING WHILST I WAS A LAD (let’s say, pre-Hogan era, WWWF/WWF bias, some UHF stations and magazines I bought at Gem Spa (RIP)) - Jimmy “Superfly” Snuka was so obviously a nutter, babyface status notwithstanding. We heard the rumors of his crime; his unhinged interviews made it believable. (note: this is not to trivialize his “alleged” horrid deeds, that shiazit is hard to parse now, let alone when you’re 40 years younger) - Never mess with a Samoan, ever. Sure, sometimes they did (great) looney tunes in the ring but no doubt they were double tough. And their heads were the hardest. - Greg “The Hammer” Valentine’s pageboy hairstyle and odd bodily proportions really unnerved me. However, he was a damn fine IC champ. - My pal Crazy Bob’s film school buddy got a job dragging the video camera cables around ringside at MSG. We begged for inside dirt. Dig this: the funereal looking gent by the bell at the ringside official’s table had the sole job of monitoring the time of the matches, for (I assume) the MSG Network. He would gracefully place a pencil behind his ear when it was time to “take it home” (a term I would later learn) to signal the ref if the wrestlers were running long. This was before any ear piece tech, kiddies. We were dumb but we were smart - or vice versa, I dunno. We knew it was a work but we didn’t know how so it was no less fascinating to us. This curiosity certainly drove me to get into thee biz (in my very small way). The pencil shtick was confirmed for me years later, but I wish I knew more details. WRESTLING!!! - Having a manager was a big help, even in the manager-free Madison Square Garden. How could you not want one? This is yet more proof that the rulebreakers were much wiser than the silly fan favorites that cared so much about what the half-wits in the cheap seats thought. Sure, Albano’s interference sometimes backfired or Blassie kept the money and paid you in camels or The Grand Wizard watched you shower, but you got to hang out with The Captain, thee Hollywood Fashion Plate and/or Abdullah Farouk and that sounded awesome to us. - George The Animal Steele wasn’t as savage as he would have us think. We all heard he was a teacher in Michigan, and one time Arthur A and I were running late so we hopped in a taxi to MSG. The cabbie asked if we were going to see “the ‘rasslin’” (and we knew enough to heed the words of a gent who says “the ‘rasslin’”). We nodded our pimply heads, and while cutting multiple lanes on 6th Ave he told us that that stuff is fixed, see? He picks up that Steele guy in his hack a couple years ago and he talks just fine, not like on TV, AND he had to stop at newsstand on the way, ‘cause you know how his tongue is green, well it ain’t green because he’s a caveman or nothin’, it’s because George Steele bought a pack of CLORETS there and that’s what makes his tongue green, get it? Whatever we tipped that man, it was not enough. - Everybody loves the midgets. - There were a lot of old, fat, masked and/or small wrestlers in those other territories. Some didn’t look all that threatening in the magazines (Verne Gagne? Dory Funk Jr.?!?!) but we sometimes caught different wrestling shows, and other folks were no joke (Abdullah the Butcher, Harley Race). I wanted to know more about what was out there... Upon transcribing these thoughts, I can still stand behind them: they as yet hold true (esp. the one about Greg Valentine). I guess I wasn’t so naive after all. -the more i learn the more I find I don’t know, RAF, 2021
  16. I am so happy that someone chose that song instead of this one: I dig it, RAF
  17. I would much rather watch the Godfather in anything - the man with a very versatile gimmick - vs. Gooooldberg - a very limited performer AT BEST - but your mileage may vary (and be wrong). - RAF
  18. "The Snuggery in Chicago" - oh boy, I got stories and facts. Too many for typing, lazy highlights: owned by a school pal of Ric Flair and the post-card hangout of of the Horsemen, most WCW folks and many other workers. The ultimate jock/frat/yuppie entertainment boozery on a street of gimmick bars, one time young(er)RAF went in to viddy the Horsemen in action. None of my weirdo pals would come with me (damn Chicago was like a Balkan state with the cliques fighting in the streets, dirty punks don't go there) but I was treated like royalty by the staff because I worked at the biggest club in town at the time and always comped them. Flair & co. were a sight to see, the '80s were a time to be alive, for sure. Moral of the story: give away your boss' stuff to everyone and it might pay off someday and big roided bouncers will usher you around and bikini-clad part-time actresses will give you vodka'n'cranberries and people will think you are Ian Astbury slumming it and you can't even count how many times Tully goes into the bathroom. - RAF
  19. I have a ginormous soft soft spot for Mustafa's performances in The Gangstas promos. - RAF
  20. Only In Modern Wrestling, pt. 253 - Can a wrestler be the "best" is the crowd reacts negatively to him? Also, I perceive that RReigns suffered from the crap-ass lengthy year before of the mega-push of Rollins as the Chosen One of the evil GM/real-president/The Authority/VKM - Rollins was supposed to be the best, but he didn't wrestle as such, and he was aligned with the main heels, but he was still the focus. The audience was sick of being forced fed "the next Cena/Rock/Austin/cash cow" and the accompanying storylines, and so were ready to shit all over the next pick (shoot or work), whether or not he was worthy, deserving and/or "the best". Argh, I feel like I can't express this thought succinctly. I also regret not requesting before and after pics of Dolfan's calves. - RAF
  21. I am amazed when I read on this board (not on this thread, obviously) and elsewhere that many wrestling fans posting on the interWebs don't go/haven't gone to many live shows. I will get all Christopher Nolan and say that the pro wrestling form was meant to be viewed live and in person. It is uniquely suited to TV, video and to a lesser extent on-line as well but these are lesser versions of it. I certainly have consumed much resslin' on my TV and computer, and have a whole lot of tapes and DVDs but nothing compares to the real thing. I was always one to jump at seeing movies I dig in the theater as well - there is a difference. what a world, RAF
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