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    OK, Mr. Dean - here is my "before they were stars", really more of a "already established in Mexico" & "destined to be stars in the USA" & "shoulda coulda woulda". I've posted this before, but I have heard (from Mr. Legend, I thinks) that it was Rey Misterio Jr's USA in-ring debut (as Superboy). Konan had appeared a couple times already. I went by myself and had a great time. Mando & Chavo were bemused at the club setting but were intent on getting their luchadores over. Famous Flame's sister hit on me and I didn't realize it until later (stupid!). Johnny legend remembered me and we chatted; the man is a, arcane aggregator of some many cool American subcultures and entertainments. I still think wrestling and rock'n'roll could be promoted together successfully.

    Johnny Legend links

    his passions for our pleasure.

    "That little kid's good."

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  2. 1 hour ago, The Natural said:


    Buddha damn it, I covet that hat so much that I will be forced to remain on this material plane for many generations. It was made at Alcala's in Chicago, and they had a prototype/extra on display there for years until it was misplaced in a remodeling. I did get to shake the hand of the master that made it, however. Lots of sports players shopped there, especially in the late '80s when cowboy hats and dusters were an unfortunate style option for menfolk (not everybody can pull it off). They also had a pair of Andre The Giant's boots nailed to a beam.

    Bunkhouse Stampede hat:

    the ur-chapeau of all lids.

    Big Dust did it right.

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  3. I will reiterate my rant again, since I think the last time we did this was on the old board, but the only reason that that Snuka promo exists in the interWebs is due to thee dynamic and personable Larry & Leslie from (the late great) CARBON 14 magazine transcribing it for their piece in the very first issue of my 'zine CLAW HOLD! (Thee Special Crimson Mask Edition). Someone else threw it on the web and it has bounced around ever since. There must be footage of it since they had it to watch and learn from. There were a couple of other things I feel free to trace back to CH!, including the taxonomy of Thee Poison Mist (from #2, the Deadly Poison Mist Issue, natch) by Yours Truly, that appear uncredited in the digital world... It is amusing to see this stuff float back years later but I must also be the voice for the voiceless, love ya Mr. & Mrs. Kay.

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  4. 2 hours ago, DEAN said:

    I got a lot of those episodes sitting on a list in my youtube account.  I should watch those.  I remember going to see NAWA at the Arthur Ashe center in Richmond WWAAAAAY back in the day.  I remember the Nasty Boys being there like WEEKS before they showed up in the AWA and on to stardom.  I remember they spat on a fan.  It was awesome.

    It's thee little things that count. Seriously tho', I believe (and have observed) that when you get folks talking about memorable rassling they have seen, it is often an angle or post-match brawl or crowd reaction or pre-match promo - or evening out with the lads/grandma/kids - that people wax enthusiastic about. I have seen much great cards 'n' matches 'n' moves, but it is the actions, events and experiences that I recall most readily. Knobbs' spit > some double top rope kanadian spinning thunder blue fire fuzion banger move...

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  5. On 4/22/2022 at 12:45 PM, The Great ML said:


    This is too cool not to share...

    That is about $95US in 2022 moneys, and the mezz is not very good seating at all. Some papers gave the attendance at 30,000 but the real figures were 21,000 and $63,000, which means that a lot of cheap seats were sold. There is film of this match, ads for 8mm clips were in older "boxing & wrestling" mags.

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  6. 5 hours ago, Super Ape said:

    I've been driving myself crazy trying to find a no-ring sleaze match in front of like 10 people. One guy was doing Shibata headbutts and they were wrestling over what looked like a toy WWE belt. Does anybody know anything about it? I know I'm not good with names, but I'm hoping this place will know.

    This is the only thing that came to my lesion-filled brain, it's that Russian backyard deathmatch joint, lots of fun, yes?

  7. I have always thought that booking committees were less than useless at producing quality wrestling shows, but I don't see that there is any other way other than a modified group to write and book things now. The previous generation never trained anyone in the current one about booking. I think we need these folks working together as the bookers:

    - someone with authority to bring the ideas to the workers, who has veto power, and the long-term vision who is going to be on this team for a while.

    - a couple young hot shot creative guys, at least one of whom has been in the biz, who understand social media and how things are marketed nowadays.

    - a vet who knows what has worked in the past (the basics), who has the ear of a rabbi of the the business who might also be getting paid but ostensibly is not "there" and is just used for advice, and angles that are so old that they are new again.

    - someone w/o a wrestling background that comes from a TV production/showrunning/writing background.

    The "rules" need to be established and stuck to, but not necessarily known to the public - clean finishes, no back stage cameras, feuds maintained on Twitter, whatever.... The group needs to be empowered and stable, with members rotated out periodically (except for the head person) to keep things freash. They need to be in communication with whomever is doing the hiring and training to gets new workers off and running.

    A sample crew (to demonstrate the model)? How about Khan, Delirious, Jay Lethal, Dreamer (access to Foley, Funk, Heyman) and a couple NetFlix vets?

    Just spitballing.

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  8. 2 hours ago, Casey said:

    The 80s sucked, and I will die on this hill, I don't care. Come at me brahs.

    Spoken like someone who was not around to enjoy the '80s, man.

    However, I peaked very early and it has been down hill ever since, so take it all with a grain of salt.

    Wrestling in the '80s was great for me because I was seeing everything with fresh eyes, and I will stack the good NWA TV on TBS against any product from anywhere/when else.

    Casey, are you another 1997 mark patron?

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  9. 8 hours ago, NoFistsJustFlips said:

    1997 is the best year in the history of wrestling. WWE digging it's self out of the Doink / TL Hopper / Duke The Dumpster era with the excellent Bret Hart anti USA stuff. Nitro hitting it's stride with dope cruiserweights and the Sting / nWo story. ECW stirring shit up with Sabu & RVD & Sandman & Taz.

    Maybe it's nostalgia but fuck man... is 1997 the greatest year ever for US pro wrestling??? By the way, I won't accept no for an answer lol.

    NO (no backsies)

    I respectfully disagree, but I would have to cite the cop-out/truth of subjectivity. The really really best pro wrestling, meaning the stuff that you love as a maven*, is the wrestling that get an emotional reaction from you and has real resonance. This is often the wrestling you watched as a kid, when you were more emotional and the intellectual weight of being smartened up hadn't sunk in, or from a period when you have positive memories, perhaps when you were watching with friends and/or family. This is usually in addition to your judgement of "good" wrestling. Hey, I see a lot of posters with otherwise good taste defending the matches of filks like  The Ultimate Warrior and such without irony or embarrassment. 

    1997 was a pivotal and exciting year for rassling, to be sure. For me, I really dig 1985-86: Horsemen in a groove, the territories hustling to keep up with a rapacious WWF, uncertainty in the future landscape, JCP supershows, Savage waking up the WWF, The War to Settle the Score -  or maybe 1995: rise of ECW, tape trading making feds from around the world available, lucha is super hot, Japanese deathmatch excess, fusion workers incorporating separate styles into what would become the modern over the top standard. I think the ring work from those two years is superior to the output from your fave, and I have a lot of fun memories of wrestling from then but as I said, it's subjective.

    I will give you the WCW cruiserweights as a shining star in any timeframe.

    *As in a fan who is also a connoisseur, not the schmendrick** who eliminated The Undertaker.

    **Not to be confused with Thee Brian Kendrick, an excellent worker who may or may not be cancelled here on thee DVDVR, I can't tell anymore.

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  10. Oh, RF you carny catamite, you got me again. The first Battlegrounds was a dreary ECW nostalgia paint-by-numbers, but the second one was shockingly one of the best cards I have been to in a decade, for star power, match quality and booking. But the third one - ah yes, I knew but I didn't pay attention to the Little Promoter In My Head - with a main event of Bully Ray vs. Atsushi Onita, how could it go wrong?

    Shut your smark hole, I tried to stay away, but I COULD NOT!!! (weeps workshoot tears)

    Anyway, back to the 2300 Arena with the usual gang of ne'er-do-wells that I call my chums. It's about 2/3 full with much fewer vendors. Mr. Liar had some nice looking T shirts but RAF does not do $30 schmattas, Asian Superstar or not, let's see how Great it is, Nita....

    I feel compelled to run down the whole card because why should I be the only one to suffer? The opener was Ray Jaz (?) over Bull James (I like) and Rich Swann (always festive). Who was that kid? Short.

    In the tradition of salty contrary outsider underdog smart ECW/Philly crowds capitulating and cheering the lamest gimmick workers that have been on their TVs for even a second, Eugene (yes, that one) came out to a thunderously happy reaction. He worked Dark STG (what?), a muscle boy in (admittedly sharp) corpsepaint. I think he was there at the last show. Eugene worked like late era Bugsy McGraw but no aviator helmet or Curly Shuffle. Too bad. Dark had one of my indie sources of hatred: the useless manager. This was some shlub decked out in a Hot Topic suit with a book, a rose, claw gloves, bad posture and a look of bewilderment. I started drinking and such.

    Wrecking Ball Legursky in so very over with this crowd. Good for him. Alec Odin went from being managed by Raven in the featured feud to this. My gang agreed that Odin was the most popular AND worst name for a pit bull. This guy was like a 11 year old's first Make-A-Wrestler attempt on his new PlayStation game.

    Tony Nese v. KC Navarro should have been better, but the blackness was creeping over my soul. It clumsily led into the next match of Brian Cage v. Buddy Matthews (whom you all know I am a mark for) but even the drunken Philly abnormals were strangely silent for this. My mood permeated the arena. There was shenanigans to set up a tag nmext time. Argh.

    At intermission I noticed that two refs were selling merch. I felt further disconnection.

    Traxx (the 40 year old student in swimwear from the last card) faced Onita's dojo boy, Super Leather who was neither scary nor scary's opposite (endearing?). His entrance music was "Kickstart My Heart" by MCrue. Maybe it's a Japan thing? This was painful. I self medicated.

    The Beastman, a local fave and fine big man worker faced Afa, Jr. who is my age. Points off in my book for choosing thee gangster groove musical option as opposed to the tribal Polynesian drum style (or even John Carpenter). Zombie Rent Boy STG came out for a needless distraction finish. Passable.

    Mariah May, in her alleged debut, went over Lady Frost (another fave of mine). MM had impressive heel charisma despite a generic rich girl snob influencer gimmick. Keep your eyes peeled for this one, fans. The ladies had a chance to steal the show but we were all doomed, doomed I tells ya.

    I would be the first one in line to bag on Bully Ray but he really tried his darnedest to make this work. Thank you, sir. Onita came out as The Great Nita so I did not even get the cigarette insouciance entrance. However, BR did that, w/'Wild Thing" (inferior JJ version) as well as facepaint, so we were confused. There was plunder set up (cancelled(?) local G-Raver doing the set-up duty, FUCK YOU RF) but the PA commission sez no blood, no fighting in the crowd and no glass and such so what was the point of all this? Here was Battleground Championship Wrestling's solution - use the RED mist liberally, that'll fool/appease these goobers, right? I may be a goober but I was neither fooled nor appeased. Onita did no selling, he did not change his open-mouthed jowly facial expression, he did not back bump and, crime of crimes, he did not bother to hide his "loading up" of the RED mist, he just chucked them in there like so many shinobi gummis. Screw you too, Mr. Liar, and/or screw me as well. I know that the REAL Mist Users store it in a pouch in their throats; at least Mr. Ray did the "cocking the trachea" motion before he spewed. Super leather ran out, then the Uber skeleton of Sandman, then Sabu from the gimmick table. A message to Sabu - I appreciate the headdress, and you can wear whatever you want when selling merch, but could you be chuffed to take off the puffy sneakers, Old Navy cargo shorts and Judas Priest shirt for some ringwear - for me? Post match AO got the mic (and the "what?" treatment from the rapidly exiting crowd) and did the slaps of respect but refection of Bully Ray to call out Sabu for a match at the Tokyo Dome. Think big, my man. 

    Wrestling is like pizza; I enjoy it even when it is bad, especially when I am with my pals. This was rough, however. See what I do for y'all?

    "Dream baby dream
    Oh baby, you gotta keep those dreams burnin'
    Keep them dream burnin' forever.
    Dream baby dream,
    Dream baby dream,
    Dream baby dream,
    Dream baby dream,
    Dream baby, dream baby,
    Dream baby, dream baby,
    Dream baby, dream baby dream."

    Suicide, "Dream Baby Dream" by Alan Vega RIP

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  11. One of the few things in this grim version of reality that makes RAF giddy is old (circa 1966-1985 preferably) wrestling magazines. i love 'em. Recently I was gifted a few, and also won a shockingly reasonable eBay auction (I refuse to pay more than [email protected]): I am in heaven. I just discovered that a really good time frame for my reading enjoyment is that 3 month publishing delay between Hulk Hogan returning to the AWA from Japan and quickly jumping to the WWF - so say, an Inside Wrestling with a cover date of March '84 is still reporting on how HH is going to unseat Bockwinkel because The Fans Demand It, but meanwhile the face, future, direction and reality of pro wrestling has changed forever. It's like a document for an alternate universe. The mags often have an element of innocence to them, in maintaining the kay fabes, but this is almost poignant. Damn, I love these things - now I am going to read "Johnny Powers - Is His Middle Name Violence?" and "The Night The Sheik Burned A Young REFEREE!!!". I am always learning...

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  12. The new Esquire magazine (Jake Gyllenhaal cover) has an outstanding article about and with Mr. CM Punk.


    Very worth the read. Often pieces about wrestlers and wrestling aimed for non-fans are far more informative and insightful; Michael Avedon pics too. If you had told me about this 20+ years ago when I worked him at The Brat Stop in WI we both would have laughed and laughed (maybe for different reasons).

    When you get old, you get free magazine subscriptions - one of the few benefits.

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  13. On 3/20/2022 at 9:57 AM, Matt D said:

    I have gifs to come on this one and we'll post the whole match at SC on Tuesday night, but check out the one minute of Mantopolous doing his thing:


    Hey Matt D, I just got to watch (via the Philly Psychotronic Film Society) (finally after reading about it for many years) the crazy arthouse cult nutso movie "Mr. Freedom". It's kinda "El Topo" & "Peacemaker" & Bread and Puppet Theater & "Putney Swope" all mixed up in a French manner. Anyway, it's from 1968 and there are 5 or so burly French workers in it, in singlets, and in the mob fight scene they are definitely 'working'. Have you seen this? Check out the IMDb entry. Serge Gainsbourg as Mr. Drugstore! Yves Montaud as Captain Formidable! Donald Pleasance! Simone Signoret! It's a gas.

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  14. 10 hours ago, AxB said:

    The full title of the show was "Tremont's Science behind the Violence". H2O isn't a "nothing but death matches" promotion, they have workers who can do mat wrestling too. Matt Tremont is a really good trainer, arguably he'll go down in history as being more important as a trainer than a wrestler.

    Thank you. I have seen some H2Os live, and been to a few On Point Wrestling shows and the like. Who has Tremont trained? I know he was working with the CZW OVW/NXT-type student leagues.

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