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  1. I was probably ten the first time I got in trouble for getting two toothpicks from the little thing by the door at Shoney's, sticking one behind my ear, and flicking the other one at my sister or whoever. When my dad asked my why I did it, I said "because I'm the Bad Guy." A few years later, I'm sitting watching Nitro, minding my own business. Scott Hall is on tv and my mom walks by. "Wait, is Scott Hall his real name?" She asked incredulously. "Uh, I think so. I know it isn't Starship Coyote." My mom left the room without saying another word. She came back a few minutes later with her high school yearbook. She opened to a certain page and showed me a giant half page picture of her and Razor goddamn Ramon cutting up in the hallway. Apparently they'd been super close in high school just before Hall had to move to Germany. They were both Army Brats. Some ten years after that, I'm sitting in a bar in Smyrna, Ga. I'm watching Brock Lesnar murder John Cena on my laptop while enjoying a couple of cold ones. This real tall kid comes up behind me. "You like wrestling?" "Yeah. I'm trying to figure out if I like this match or not." The tall kid laughed. We shot the shit a minute or two before he stuck out his hand. "I'm Cody. Cody Hall. My dad wrestled for a long time." It took me a minute to figure out who it was. After we talked another minute, I mentioned that my mom had gone to high school with his dad. He pulled out his phone and called Scott Hall. Scott was elated. Cody hung up after a few minutes. "Me and dad are gonna be watching football in here on Sunday. He said you could join us if you want." And that's how, on a random Sunday in 2012, I watched a full Sunday slate of NFL games with the greatest wrestler to have never won a World Title. He was unassuming, engaging, humorous, and more patient than he needed to be for a full grown man who turned into a mark the second he shook the hand of one of his all time favorites. We called mom and I heard a couple good stories from their high school days. He told me a couple real good AWA stories and texted Sean Waltman. Part of me wishes I'd gotten a photo or video from that day, but I had such an amazing experience that I didn't want to ruin it by acting like a mark. When it was time to go, he shook my hand, gave me a "too sweet," and that was it. That was my day with "The Bad Guy." He will be missed. What I remember most, however, was how proud his son was of his sobriety. Hall probably bought himself an extra decade+ of life by battling his demons and embracing the joys of life.
    50 points
  2. in this month of giving thanks, i want to appreciate all of the posters here at DVDVR. the depth of pro wrestling knowledge here is unparalleled. You can pick any promotion in the world, at any time in history, and somebody here can relate stories of being there, or watching it on tv, or recall backstage stories they've heard, or talk about 'this wrestler's run' or 'that wrestler's promos'. Truly an unprecedented opportunity for learning and understanding. And all while the discourse is kept to a (mostly) reasonable, rational level. Thank you all for contributing. i've seen probably thousands and thousands of hours of wrestling, and feel inadequate compared to some of you. that's a compliment. Much love.
    38 points
  3. Nobody tell him I said that.
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  5. “I rule in favor of the plaintiff, the Omaha Days Inn. Mr Valiant must reimburse them for the glass table.”
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  6. So you’re telling me he did not just say that?
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  8. Orange is the new Black.
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  9. I have a new weekly feature at The Ringer https://www.theringer.com/2022/2/7/22921511/cm-punk-mjf-rey-mysterio-aj-styles-psycho-clown-gringo-loco-best-matches Where I am going to be writing up the best matches from AEW, WWE and everywhere else. I figure this thread could be folks commenting and giving me suggestions!
    28 points
  10. I’ve come here to settle down and admire Jamie Hayter, and I’m all out of settling down.
    28 points
  11. WM: You lost Cody Rhodes?! TK: We have CM Punk and Bryan Danielson. WM: You’re right, nevermind.
    28 points
  12. Clearly, this would be most effective.
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  13. "SO YOU SEE, EVERYONE IN THE PITTSBURGH INDY SCENE HATES BRITT BAKER. SHE ALWAYS THOUGHT SHE WAS TOO GOOD FOR ME. NEVER SAYING HELLO TO ME AND HER OUTFITS AND WHAT NOT. I'M NOT SAYING THIS PERSONALLY, BUT I TOTALLY HEAR SHE SLEPT HER WAY TO THE TOP, BRO."
    27 points
  14. I’ll get into everything after Rampage, but imagine being in a public bathroom as a man at a urinal screams “Limitless Lee!” while pissing and then immediately follows it up with a medically alarming sustained fart.
    27 points
  15. The entire Danhausen -> Starks -> Hook -> Starks -> Hobbs segment from beginning to end was pro wrestling perfection. One of the best 20 minute stretches AEW has ever done.
    26 points
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  17. Hi everyone. Dolfan the HR Guy here. Don't do this at work! ?
    25 points
  18. Max Caster...the floor is yours my man
    25 points
  19. I do not have enough consciousness left within me to properly praise Kingston vs. Jericho. I want to talk about how this is probably the best match-for-match US pro wrestling card I've seen in a real long time but that's beyond the reach of my fingers or mind. Anyhoo. Best match in AEW history? The best match of either man's career. 1995 King's Road Chris Jericho fucking rules. I had no idea. I had no idea there even was an idea to have. And despite all the AJPW signifying that went on during the match, none of it felt forced. None of it felt like a wink and a nudge. They just picked five really good colors to paint with. Every move felt like the right move in the moment. No blood, but my God the amount of Red - Taue loomed over that shit, that the apron suplex felt like a Nodawa + both guys worked the eye for their cutoff spots like it was the '95 Carny Finals with a month of killer weekly TV build and an all-time promo in front of it. I don't think I need to tell anybody why Eddie Kingston is just the super mega God of this wrestling shit but I really don't know if he knew if his eye really hurt or if he was selling, and neither did I, and neither should I. Never mind the dense '89 Tenryu vibes Jericho was leaning into before he switched to a cocky, overmatched heel, a '98 Tenryu preening through the grit. WAR IS JERICHO, BABAY~! Chris fucking Jericho realized he was getting scattered babyface reactions during those dueling chants + ad-libbed that push on Aubrey Edwards to get his heat back. A brilliant territorial heel/face wrinkle in the middle of a Top Ten Triple Crown match. I'm floored. There is no more MotY race for me, that's it, I'm good. Jericho's washboard vs. Eddie's washing machine? Best Shape Ever Jericho vs. Eddie's Dangling Gut was some Reuben-contra-Statue-esque imagery that belongs under glass with it's own dedicated museum security guard. Everything else on this card ruled but this is all I can bring myself to type about.
    25 points
  20. I think the biggest thing being missed in this entire situation is that as different as AEW is from WWE it is still pretty committed to maintenance of the status quo as far as who they push at the top of the card or even as a future star. Then on top of that, when we discuss what black person should be in the main event, we are looking for people who are already at a main event level. That doesn't make any sense. If the problem is that black people aren't pushed to the main event, how the fuck do you expect to find someone on the black main event level. That is like in the NFL when people bring up the lack of black head coaches, and then someone says, "Well, they just hire the person with the most experience." So, black people should just stop trying, huh? If the problem is that these opportunities don't go to minorities, you can't then ask for a minority who has the already had the opportunity. They don't exist, which is the problem that we need to fix. We can't fix it by looking for the people who aren't there, you have to look at the people who are there and give them an opportunity to fail. Black people are given chances to succeed, white people are given chances to fail. When people talk about diversity and institutional racism, people start looking for klan hoods and burning crosses, but as bad as that shit is it's on the fringes. The most prevalent and insidious part of racism is the complete and total dedication to maintaining the status quo. No one expected Britt Baker to turn into the star she has become when she was put in that position. She was given the opportunity to sink or swim, and it turned out she could swim. Adam Page wasn't some can't miss prospect. He was given the opportunity to see if he could take that next step, and he made it happen. We also can't look at Jade Cargill of all people and say, "see black people get opportunities." Jade Cargill is Jackie Robinson. I know she's not the first black woman in wrestling, but she is about as exceptional of a wrestling prospect that exists. Jackie Robinson wasn't the best black baseball player, he just happened to be one of the most exceptional people this country has ever produced in almost every way. Jackie Robinson was literally great at everything, and had to fight and claw to get to the major leagues to play against people who were allowed to just be good enough at baseball. If you have to be Jade Cargill to get a shot, no one else is going to get a shot. Big Swole is an average ass professional wrestler, but black people don't get to be average. Big Swole is no worse than Anna Jay, but Anna Jay gets to be average. This shit will never change until black people get to be average at their job. Black people get put into positions when everyone believes that they will succeed. If there is a question about whether or not that a person will be successful, that position will go to someone else. Black parents always tell their kids, if you want to get somewhere in life you have to be twice as good as the white people you're competing against...and it's true. If someone has any questions about whether you are good enough to do something, the answer will always be no. Over the last decade the NFL has had a huge influx of black quarterbacks who would have never got a shot in the past and that's great, but it's still not ideal. Yes if you are Cam Newton or Lamar Jackson you can be the quarterback of an NFL franchise. You know who you can't be? Colt McCoy. Colt McCoy has been an average ass quarterback for over a decade and he just keeps getting them checks. It's perfectly fine to be average ass Colt McCoy, the vast majority of people at any position in any industry is overwhelmingly average. You just can't be black and unexceptional in every way and expect to stick around like Colt McCoy. We spent 8 pages talking about the two or three black people on their roster who get regular television time and it's Jade Cargill who is 1 of 1, Dante Martin, who is 1 of 1, and Powerhouse Hobbs, who in this day and age is 1 of 1. Matt Hardy has a whole team of just regular ass white dudes (I know there is also Private party and that dude who looks like buff Low-Ki). The Dark Order is full of just regular ass white dudes. The Best Friends are just Orange Cassidy and his average ass friends. You don't get to be black and fill a roster spot, and that is a diversity problem.
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  21. I was like “man, shit, Hook is the future of the company, wait no Starks is the future of the company, shit wait, nope, Hobbs is the future of the company, oh fuck Jungle Boy with the promo of his life he’s the future of the company, shit man Dante Martin is good is he the future of the company? wait holy shit Daniel Garcia is the future of the company!”
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  23. ACTIVE WRESTLERS WHO WOULD PROBABLY DO A PRETTY GOOD JOB MANAGING A TARGET John Silver - Amiable, works well in a group, likely owns a bunch of 'funny' ties Orange Cassidy - Cool under pressure, blasé façade covers up boundless well of rage, which is useful in retail settings Adam Page - Wouldn't hassle you too much about corporate metrics as long as the job gets done, probably has a little fridge with beer in his office. ACTIVE WRESTLERS WHO WOULD PROBABLY DO A PRETTY BAD JOB MANAGING A TARGET CM Punk - Tries to build camaraderie by shit-talking coworkers to you, does not realize that you know he is also shit-talking you to other co-workers. Powerhouse Hobbs - Neck will not fit in any standard polo shirt. Luchasaurus - Untrustworthy, is a dinosaur.
    23 points
  24. Did anybody not picture Brandon Cutler trying to defuse the situation by capering around ineffectually in a zubaz jumpsuit spraying deep freeze in the air wildly
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  25. Every person online saying things to the effect of "this is giving me late-stage WCW vibes" is, once again, proving that nobody watched late-stage WCW.
    23 points
  26. Road Report - QUAKE THAT LAKE! PREFACE: The Night Before And so our journey begins, not with a whimper but with a misread text. The night before I was an extra hour later at work (long story) making sure derps are set for the week (I was taking Wednesday-Friday off). I’m kind of a savior figure where my hard work and sacrifice redeems the soul of the company and I’m a hero to those who benefit from the cross my tentacles are nailed to. If not, me being under-appreciated as my inky blood drips out of the punctured holes in my forehead, caused by the crown of thorns pressed against my oblong skull-less forehead by non-believers who shall eternally be damned by not liking my zingers. My wife texts me asking when I’ll be home because her brothers are coming over and she’s trying to make a homemade hormel dip and lil-Octopus is making it difficult she hasn’t started yet. She probably told me and me being a great listener totally heard and a great rememberer totally remembered. I quickly finish scheduling a skid to be picked up and delivered tomorrow. I head home to a family enjoying the presence of my smiling baby. Wife (for privacy reasons we’ll call her by her name, Jasmyne) asks if I can run to the gas station to grab juices and waters. I ask my brother in laws what type of drinks they would like. They politely say anything is fine. I tell “Jasmyne” (for those who didn’t read the previous parentheses, “Jasmyne” is “my wife”) that I’ll get some ice teas and “Jasmyne” (again, “Jasmyne” is “my wife”) says only I like ice teas. Ok, what should I get? “Jasmyne” (“my wife”) says I should see what her brothers want. I tell “Jasmyne” (“wife”) that they don’t have a preference. So “Jasmyne” (see previous few parentheses for character description) says just get whatever. I find ice teas to be whatever but I guess ice teas are among something else, as opposed to whatever. So I go to the gas station to get whatever and myself something else. I’m in the mood for something else so I’ll get myself something else, but “Jasmyne” (woman I married) says only I like something else but I can still get myself something else as long as I get others whatever. So as I’m going to the whatever section of the gas station, I get a text from my work friend (who is going to the show with me. My other friend, we’ll call him by his name “Ryan”, got COVID. So work friend, again we’ll call him by “work friend” is going to the show with me) says sorry something came up and logistics and something something running late got held up. I can’t read this fully, I’m focused on getting the right whatever so “Jasmyne’s” (my wife’s) family can have something to drink with the dip “Jasmyne” (wife) is making. As I grab some whatever I text back “work friend” that it’s totally cool if it’s too busy right now he doesn’t need to go because I know I asked him short notice. I’m now walking to the something else section to get myself ice tea and “work friend texts back that he’s excited to go but totally understands if someone who knows the product wants to go and he’ll not go if that’s what I want. What? I say he should go if he wants and we’ll make whatever work if he’s running late. “Work friend” is confused, I’m confused. But I got to focus on quenching the thirst of “Jasmyne’s” (wife’s) brothers. Long story short, “Jasmyne’s” (wife’s) dip is other worldly. I get a tear in my eye thinking back to that dip. It was cheesy but not over powering. I felt satisfied but not full. I read “Jasmyne” (the women I have a child with) the confusing text from “work friend” and realize it wasn’t confused all. He was talking about at the shift he was gonna hit me up before I left but got pulled away in a meeting and we couldn’t go over where we’d meet before the event. I apologize for my poor reading comprehension and we’re ready for a day of fun. CHAPTER 1: The Journey to Fun is Paved with Good Intentions Lil Octopus is dropped off at my brother Giraffe’s house. I’m in the car ready to decide what to eat before the fun. I know I have a few quick chores I’d like to get done at home before wrestling, but I should eat first. I’m leaning toward Taco Bell because it’s quick and easy. But that’s not fun for a write up. My friends on the internet don’t want to read about me biting into a Doritos Gordita Crunch w/ Extra Nacho Cheese, slurping it down with an ice cold Baja Blast, and then devouring both a Spicy Cheesy Beef Burrito w/ Creamy Jalapeño sauce wrapped in a Chicken Quesadilla AND a soft shell beef taco w/ avocado ranch. They would think I’m basic. The last thing I want is @Curt McGirt to find me uninteresting. I need good thinking music. So I turn on Who Shot Ya by Notorious BIG. I start to imagine I am a wrestler and entering the ring in the big blowoff match in my feud with Eddie Kingston. The stipulation up to this point after I brutally sneak attacked him is that we couldn’t touch each other or we’d be banned from wrestling for life. So he comes in all mad. I enter (sadly I can’t use the name Octopus because that spazzy Gresham-fucker has it. So I go by my @Matt D approved CHIKARA name, Auteur OctoRock) and the music playing is Who Shot Ya. The titantron is footage of me attacking Kingston and I am in a Ric Flair robe. My entourage of El Satanico and Toshiaki Kawada are all waving flags that say “Death to the Mad King” and I have on a shirt that says “Fuck Derek Jeter” (this is at Grand Slam so it’s causing a lot of heat). Kingston loves Jeter and is pissed off as I dance. The bell rings and he punches me in the face. The jolt of the punch wakes me up from my day dream where I am in an athletic sport with a sexier body and slightly taller. I see I am parked at El Lorito. I’m ready for Mexican food. I meander up to the bar and Georgio is working. Nice lad. He gives me chips and salsa and asks what I’m having. I get a tall Pacifico. The tap and the mug is a little frozen, so the top portion is like an icy. Not ideal, but I use the lime to mix that ish in and it was cold and delicious. I know what I want food wise and Georgia sees it in my eyes. At the same time we say it. We utter it. We announce it. Chori Polo. Then there she is. The waitress that the other waiter last time said had a crush on me. She looks at me longingly, pain in her eyes. I say his and she smiles. Smiles longingly. She then walks by me. Walks by me longingly. Takes the order of other patrons. Takes their order at me longingly. It’s really tough being me because every time I go to a restaurant or a store or traffic or anywhere there usually ends up being a woman that totally wants me because I’m so awesome. With grace and humble care I have to regularly let them down. None of this is said out loud but everyone knows what’s going on and I handle the situation smoothly like a gentleman. It’s tough being a good guy and having to break this many hearts. But I’m a great husband and despite their being a market for me, I have to remain a limited edition and be faithful to “Jasmyne” (my wife) even though it’s clear her brothers wouldn’t have mind it if I just fucking got ice tea. CHAPTER 2: Return to Form Fast forward to me at home. I trim up my neck and my cheeks. Keep the beard long but taming it. Lots of loose hair cut and I shower. I lather up my neck and cheeks with soap. I make the dumb move of overly soaping and I rub up my beard. It’s due for a good cleaning. I get out and I just feel my beard is so much drier. I cleaned out the man juice that keeps it from overly frizzing. I regret this and need to shower again with a new cream. I grab all I can find is “Jasmyne’s” (the love of my life’s) conditioner. It helps a little but my beard is slightly drier that usual. I know my skin will be itchy later and I’m less likely to do a selfie now that my beard isn’t up to snuff. Should I cancel? What’s the point of going to a show if I can’t take a picture of myself watching it? I would cancel, but “Work Friend” is excited. I must brave forward, dry. And forward I go. “Work Friend” is ready. We are going to meet at my old work (a camera shop) that’s not too far from his place (North East Minneapolis) and not far from Target Center. The original plan was to meet at a brewery, but honestly the parking wouldn’t have been as nice and there has been some carjackings the past year, so I was feeling more something I’m familiar with. The drive itself was uneventful. Fiona Apple was the music of choice, specifically the song Every Single Night is worth mentioning. I go into my old work and see they are understaffed today (a few people sick) and it is busy. So I start helping a few people on the sales floor. Get a guy a box and start selling him on some old super 8 film cameras. Pretty junky, but cheap. Talk about a Pelican case with another guy and grab a film order for a gal. Then go in the film cooler and grab a beer (they were always well stocked) and chill in the inventory room. A few old buds go back there as the shop is winding down and we all share a laugh and tease each other. Good fun, if there was more money I’d probably never have left. But honestly, I needed the change and the world became different during the pandemic. “Work Friend” shows up and we load up his bike in the back of my car. We decide we shall not Uber but march the mile and a half to the show. It’s hot out but not too hot. I fear sweat but I think we will be fine. I need the movement and fresh air. We joke and talk life on our journey. Tossing the Hennepin bridge and making our way to the heart of the city. It’s a strange feeling walking through there. Areas I loved have either been gentrified and friends forced to move or have broken down. This isn’t the part of the city that had the riots/ demonstrations. But it’s a part that has been hit hard economically. Right before that, especially on the North East side has been changed to expensive high rises. A mix of wealth and struggle. After the bridge we hop from Hennepin and go to 1st. Honestly, no need to pass the library and the area surrounding that. By the time we get to the Target Center, I am just the right kind of ready to sit. The heaviness of the beer and the heat has left me thirsty and prepared for the show. CHAPTER 4: Inside the Belly of the Beast Get ready for wrestling. I want an overpriced drink and a shirt to remember the fun by. The line isn’t bad before the show so I scope out the options. I’m not feeling a shirt with heavy back designs. Plus, I don’t know if I really want a specific wrestler shirt. I would do BCC, but I opted for a purple AEW shirt. Purple is a Minnesota color (Prince and the Vikings) so I feel it would be a good memory of the fun to come. (picture taken the following morning) I’m thinking about overpriced Nachos. I tell myself I’ll do that once I find my seat because Dark is starting up. We get to our spots and I realize how dumb I am. We are in the middle of a section so I’ll likely not grab food until just before Dynamite. Fuck, I want food but I already sat. Directly in front of me sits two dudes and both have nachos. The portions look big. Wet sauce, yet crispy chips. I really fucked up. We have Serena Deeb kicking the shit out of some poor jobber and I can only focus on the Jabaroni’s crunching on chips and slurping the dripping cheese sauce. Oh how I wish I was slurping that cheese. Why do I make the decisions I make? Then it happens. They both finish. They are done. And they awkwardly keep the paper bowls on their laps. Those dumb fuckers, I’m the genius! They hang on to the carcass of yum. Fearing putting it under their seat due to the wet, I realize my decision to hold off was the right one. I proudly sip my overpriced but heavy Jameson Ginger. Dark was neat. I won’t spoil because I’m not sure when their posted. 2 notes, Cinnabon Man got a big pop and people stood to clap for him before his match. Heartwarmingly, local talent Free-Range Kara was a jobber and surprisingly got a good cheer. People were chanting and cheering for her and I’m fairly sure she wasn’t even really announced as her gimmick name. Hopefully that comes across on YouTube. Dark ends and we go to pee before the start of the show. We walk to a farther bathroom with no line. Peeing goes without a problem. Totally normal average urination. I decide on overpriced Buffalo Tenders with fries. Easy eating and less wet then nachos. Show starts up and I hear Darby’s music. Oh snap, they’re starting with the Coffin Match?! Fun will happen indeed. CHAPTER 5: Boom Goes the Dynamite! COVER YOUR MOUTH WHEN YOU’RE COFFIN: The Coffin match was beautifully violent. Both men allowing themselves to be so bruised and battered. People started freaking out over the tables being grabbed. When the second table didn’t cooperate, people chuckled. But the moment Brodie climbed the ropes it got intense again. Everyone erupted when Darby moved. On tv, I’m sure the ending half was overbooked, but it was very exciting live. When HoB showed up I was pumped up. There was an adorable kid behind us that kept yelling “I SAW THE COFFIN MOVE. THA COFFIN IS MOVING” the crowd started chanting “We want Sting! We want Sting!” He comes out of the coffin and everyone starts shouting. Sting and Malakai have a stare down on the ramp and Darby wins. Allie’s thin floppy body and visual lack of protection of his body is just mesmerizing. Having him be tossed around by Brodie is just a smart matchup. It’s hard to cheer against him. Plus he has such a unique look and demeanor that he really is one of a kind. He gets compared to Jeff Hardy for being young and art-rock-hip and even Foley for his wild bumps. But he’s his own monster. I fear for the kids inspired by him to go crazier but love what he is doing now. Fun note - I called the singer of his theme song CC Allin and “Work Friend” laughed and corrected me. LUCHA MADNESS: Very likely up until this pint the best match I’ve ever seen live. I’ll pray on it, because that also includes Austin Aries vs Takeshi Morishima and Claudio Castagnoli vs Mike Quackenbush. I explained to “Work Friend” that internet people don’t like Penta’s taunts but Penta’s taunts are actually neat. Everyone in the stadium nodded in agreement. This was fun. Each person fits my test of greatness which is, “Do your eyes follow a specific worker the entire match?” It sounds silly, but I wish I could have focused on everyone. I heard an explanation of enjoying hockey is gradual development of being able to see more. You start following the puck when you’re new. Then you can start noticing specific players or positions as well. Then you get to a spot where you’re noticing things being done away from the puck that actually helps develop the play. Then you can see the rink and the game that happens within it. A good tornado tag match is like that. Andrade is a fucking star and I wish I had white pants like him, Rush is a spectacular wrestler who just breathes doing the little things great even when the camera probably isn’t on him, Fenix is a spectacle and effortlessly does mind blowing feats, and Penta has so much charisma he is like a lucha James Brown. I hope they fight every show. I’d love to rewatch this and see what the camera saw, it was wonderful. People chanted “throw it back” for the mask but obviously that didn’t happen. Good ending, arguably overdone of losing a mask but it still hits when it happens to a luchadore. For me, at least. Andrade and Rush are just so good. I can’t express enough. Rush has great looking punches and strikes. Everything he does is believable. Fun note - At the end of the event, “Work Friend” said this match was his favorite part of the show. DINODINNER: Luchasaurus is cool and everyone likes him. I spent a long time explaining the Jungle Boy vs Christian Cage feud to “Work Friend” and the match is a squash. Which is good! But funny with how much backstory I put in. CUTE BACKSTAGE CUTE: I just told “Work Friend” I’d send him a long video or two. All in all, I’m pumped for what’s to come. HEY RICKY YOU’RE SO FINE, YOU BLOW MY MIND: Starks is a star. He has it. I won’t ramble about this match, but I will say I loooooooooved Starks running away after the match and celebrating in the crowd. So much more realistic than a super beat down of the Factory. Not everyone needs to be super human. TBS? CARGILL, YES!: Jade. Jade is great. I’m sure Madison Reign is too, but the crowd didn’t really know her. But they knew and loved Jade. Jade is money. But importantly, ATHENA IS MONEY. I knew when she was hired the cocky, petty, fun personality I loved on UUDD was going to be unleashed. If she stays healthy she is going to be so big. If I ran a wrestling company (Derp Elite Wrestling) she would be one of the faces of the company. I’d put her on Conan or whatever late night talk show is big and watch me make money off the likability of other people. THE LONG HOLD: The entrances to the main event were magic. Lionheart with old footage on the titantron. I was ready to sing Judas like a douche but instead enjoyed the unique experience of the match. Mox going through the crowd and standing among them to lift his title looks just as cool live as it does on tv. In the back of my head I was skeptical. I knew it would be good but I had a feeling this would be putting Jericho over as a technical wizard and Mox selling the entire match. For the most part, that’s what it was, but a really good version of that! Good stretching and fighting for positioning. Mox sold wonderfully and Jericho looked great. The earring getting ripped out was sick and I loved it. You can’t go wrong with ear blood. The long Walls of Jericho (Walls of Lionsomethingsomething?) was interesting. I felt it was to not over work Jericho but the longer the hold was in and the more Moxley sold that he was in and out of consciousness and in absolute agony people went from the edge of their seats to slowly a buzz to an insane fever pitch. People were yelling for Mox. Just brilliant crowd work! I didn’t think about it being picture and picture so that’s now funny to me. I was watching it happen and went from ok this is cool to holy shit I’m pumped and the whole arena is going apeshit. The guy next to me that I didn’t know asked if I thought Jericho could win it. I told him because how much Mox was selling early I didn’t think so. But in that moment I thought Moxley would pass out. He got to the ropes and I was ecstatic. Then Sammy tosses in the bat. I don’t know if this came off on tv but he way over tossed it and went out of the ring and a stagehand sneak handed it back to Jericho. When he used that I thought it was over. Then I thought it was over with the Judas Effect. I never been emotionally worked this much in a match live before. Maybe this is the greatest match I’ve ever seen live? It’s at least better than a drunken Sandman stumbling against local ICP Foley hybrid, Horace the Psychopath. When Jericho tapped we all exploded. A definitive win against Stretch Armstrong, the favorite Hart graduate. Post match fight. When Kingston was out there was loud “Eddie! Eddie! Eddie!” Chants. I thought it was going to be Danielson making the save. They had a promo picture for him speaking at Rampage earlier, so they twisted me!!! I brought my phone out and I was all excited. Oh snap, Punk! I’ll post that video later. Stare down good fun. Claudio made me smile with how pumped up he was with Mox on the ramp. Punk hops around on his leg and does his famous leg Chris-cross-applesauce. Show ends. Kahn says thanks. Derp derp derp. I won’t go into Rampage but fuck, I was so tired by that point. Only thing I’ll mention is that the biggest pops of the night all together was local guy Dante Martin. We all chanted “612! 612!” Which is the area code. Then a lot of people nearby talked about wrestling graduates from Robinsdale Highschool. Good fun. CHAPTER 5: This is the End, my “Work Friend”, the End Good event. Walking out was easy peasey. We were tucked out but decided to walk back instead of Uber. It’s a nice night out. Not too dark but very late. We know the derp roads to derp. I’m going to get some slices on the way back and surprise “Jasmyne” (my wife) with one. We would go there after late night derpin around or dancin or derpin downtown. There’s two different spots a block away from each other that are pretty much the same in terms of quality. Very good. Just depends what angle you’re walking closest to. We chose Pizza Vista and I almost didn’t recognize it from one of the doors being boarded up with wood over the glass. The sitting area was taped off and oddly enough it looked like broken stacks of wood piled on top of everything. Meh, the world ending. I went basic today (sorry Curt) and got 1 sausage pepperoni and 2 pepperoni. “Jasmyne” (wife) will get 1 of the peps. We walk back to the car and eat our pizza (I just eat the sausage pep) and talk with a Target Center worker was was on the floor for the show and had fun but we all agreed it was loooong. Especially how early they have to get there to set the building up. Long story short I drop “work friend” off at his place so he doesn’t have to bike late and I ramble about how the industry went from George Hackenschmidt to the Monday Night Wars. He had a fun time and we’re friends. “Jasmyne” (my wife) asks if I want to pick us up Taco Bell on the way home and I tell her about the pizza. She’s happy and we quietly eat the pizza while lil Octopus is asleep in the other room. I talk about the show and she tells me about her day. A good way to end a fun night.
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  27. I am "on a break" until the start of Secret Santo... but I feel I owe y'al! at least a mini road report after you gave me all that good advice. The advice was absolutely on point as well. And I don't wanna let Octopus down. Enough unhappy octopi in the wrestling world today already. Basically: I am glad I went. All the matches were good. It was nice to see some old friends again. Live pro wrestling is the best pro wrestling. BUT Corona precautions are still in full effect over here. It is VERY WEIRD to sit quietly, clapping politely, while dudes are getting slammed into thumbtacks. It's sad to see old friends but not share drinks with them, to not chat with them or the wrestlers I know. to not embrace anyone. To not take pictures with anyone... The wrestling - per se - was good, though. Often very good indeed. I woke up nice and early to catch the Death Before Zero Hour pre-show, and the PPV up until half-way through the Deeb vs Martinez match which is when I had to go and catch my train. My free ticket was literally in the top corner of the arena, but those were still pretty good seats. It was in the small hall. nice venue. Good neighbourhood. I'd estimate about 300 people in attendance. Atmosphere was friendly and happy but subdued due to the Corona restrictions. You could get a picture with Okabayashi with a social distance screen between you and he... but non fan club members had to pay for it. I am willing to pay for pics with Joshi legends only, out of respect for tradition. Every match had something for me to hang my hat on. Dark match was Dyna Mido vs a grouchy veteran. I met the Dynamite Kid tribute guy at the Matrix Charity Show party years ago. The match was brief and amusing, due to grouchyness. The actua! first match featured my boy Quiet Storm, who very recently became the first gaijin to win the Osaka Pro championship. He is massive. Next match featured my boy Ultimate Spider Junior. He's really fast and athletic. Nice contrast in matches. A fair bit of comedy in every match. I wonder if that's something BJW does in Osaka. Osaka=comedy. Spidey was supposed to semi-main in a Jr. Title match but Sekifuda got injured, if I understand correctly. Daichi Hashimoto & Daisuke Sekimoto vs (my boy) Shigehiro Irie & Takuho Kato was an excellent little match. Irie is great. Shinya's kid kicks REALLY hard. Sekimoto is even more massive than Quiet Storm. Then there was a trios comedy death match! It must be an Osaka thing. Yukking it up between staple gun and cinder block spots. Ishikawa was in this one. Surprisingly, (spoiler!) he got pinned (if I'm remembering correctly). TLC & Pushpin Death Match: This was the weirdest match to watch without yelling. Yankee Two Kenju (Isami Kodaka & Yuko Miyamoto) vs Abdullah Kobayashi & Jaki Numazawa ended with a piledriver from the top rope! (Through a Japanese table)! That had echoes later! Thanks to Curt and Beard I was properly pumped to see Miyamoto and Kodaka. They were great. There was some thumbtack-based comedy, too. Then there was a break and they replaced the whole ring canvas. That was interesting. UWA World Tag Team Title Match: Eisa8 & HUB (c) vs Brahman Brothers (Brahman Kei & Brahman Shu) , Okinawa Pro vs Michinoku Pro (kind of)! Straight up comedy match. My first time seeing the Brahmans live, I believe. I guess we got this to make up for no Jr. Title match. BJW Tag Team Title Match: Astronauts (Fuminori Abe & Takuya Nomura) (c) vs Kazuki Hashimoto & Koji Kanemoto was f'n excellent!! They beat the hell out of each other! Just vicious strikes and really snug holds. Lots of hatred. Thanks to Dean and Beard and my friend Rod I was mentally prepared for this level of violence. is it racist to assume that every Japanese wrestler who kicks really hard and is named Hashimoto and works for Big Japan is related to Shinya? Because I was surprised that Kazuki Hashimoto is apparently not related. Good heavens, he kicks hard. Fuminori Abe is my new favourite wrestler. BJW World Strong Heavyweight Title Match Yuji Okabayashi (c) vs Daimonji Sou was 20 plus straight minutes of Big Meaty Men Slapping Meat. These lads gave us a Main Event! it was weird just to go home after the show. My wife was surprised that I came back sober. i got back just in time to catch Tana vs Naito (very epic G1 match that Rod saw live) and then I watched the rest of the ROH PPV. And I have to say, that long Bricoes vs FTR match held me rapt for all three falls. Pretty impressive! What a match! what a day of wrestling!
    23 points
  28. I'm giving AEW 40 bucks tonight. I got no problem stealing WWE ppvs from sketchy Chinese sites.
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  29. My favorite use of what would become Harlem Heat's theme:
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  30. I do love everyone falling all over themselves to say "Cokehead" without saying "Cokehead."
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  31. Hey, at least he's giving back. His dream could have been to fly a dildo into space like the rest of these assholes.
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  32. Lol, so remember when we were just talking about Miro? I get this text from a friend who works in Hollywood… Miro’s working out at the same gym as my friend. And he’s told me he’s seen him there before so I’m like, you need to actually approach him and just say you’re a big fan of his work, but you miss him on Dynamite. Turns out, yes, he has another role and isn’t wrestling for the time being, but he hopes to return soon, and him and CJ have a place in the valley for now. And then they exchanged small talk about auditioning. So we can stop saying that Tony has nothing for him. Dude just realized where he can make money safely.
    22 points
  33. TK is playing EWR on the highest difficulty.
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  34. Here's the Porksweats DVDVR Road Report Live From Grand Rapids, MI Did I eat? I actually didn't, I took an adderall this morning to help focus on a big file at work so I was pretty content from some Jamaican Jerk Chicken from my work's bistro. As I've mentioned, I actually live downtown here so the arena was only a few blocks up to walk. I would've gone earlier and attended the meet and greet to see The Acclaimed, Danhausen and Shida but I had to wait for my wife to get out of work (luckily she got out an hour earlier so we could get there to catch the Dark matches!) We got some pretty strong seats, we weren't floor but we were only a few rows up from the floor, eye level with the turnbuckle tops, and only had 2 rows in front so even if there was standing, we were barely obscured. You know what I did eat after all, we both got some draft labatts paying out the ass, seriously they were cheaper in Detroit which is crazy and my wife got a pretzel that I had a few bites from. We did miss the first Dark match because we were checking out the merch, didn't see anything that called our names so we got our seats and sat down as Vickie Guerrero was saying that her stable of Vickie, Nyla and Shafir are the Beast Of Burdens? Seems like she should swap that. We got a Kris Statlander match next, did not catch her opponent's name. She made quick work of her and ended with a big boot but when she did, her other leg buckled and she hobbled back to the back after, I hope she's alright. Justin Roberts hyped the crowd between, asking if we wanted Sonny Kiss, stating they're always listening backstage for who we want and we were all going crazy for it, which leads to Kiss coming out with two other wrestlers I sadly didn't catch the names of either. Their opponents? The Trustbusters! Slim J made us all believers, Parker is great at squashes and Daivari brings the whole thing together. When the match was done, Daivari holds back Parker and Slim J and has a few words with Sonny who wasn't the one eating the pin. Is Sonny joining them? Sure, I'd like that alot. On deck we had Leva Bates/Emi Sakura/Serena Deeb vs Ruby Soho/Athena/Hikaru Shida, my wife instantly declared her favorite in the match to be Sakura, I was just happy we got the return of Leva Bates. Soho easily was the most over. Right team won (Soho/Athena/Shida). After, I got up to use the bathroom but came back in the middle of Uno/Ten vs JD Drake/Peter Avalon, crowd was chanting for Ten. Couldn't tell if it was because of this match or if they really want Shawn Spears to return. Avalon looked like a star. Double helping of JD Drake as he accompanies Anthony Henry against Orange Cassidy, Henry had a pretty combative match and made me realize this was a match I've always wanted. Cassidy wins, we go wild. The Best Friends come down (with Danhausen), and they all hug. Danhausen was in the middle of it very confused. Tony Khan comes out~!!! Says he loves Michigan, thanks the auto industry (also did this same spiel in Detroit), and Ryan Nemeth comes out to interrupt and try to get Ohio over. He doesn't. Tony says he'll remember this. Battle of the Belts - REDACTED (you guys can wait until tomorrow as I don't want to spoil.) Before Rampage, we got both Eddie Kingston with a quick shoutout for the BOTB, he gave the devil his due (gave props to Cesaro), he also thanked us for being there because otherwise who are they busting their asses for? JR gets his entrance. Tony comes back down and does more crowd hyping, Justin Roberts asks if it's possible for us the fans to get Moxley first as there are so many signs, Tony asks the time until Rampage. 1 Minute to go, Tony says we'll see in 60 seconds won't we. Didnt expect Moxley to come down through the crowd from up top, but was pleasantly surprised when he walked by my section on the floor on the initial approach. Crowd was hot, Ol' Mancer came down next. Alot of people in my section were pulling for him. I'm surprised we had so much energy for it considering how BOTB ended, but I loved every minute of it. Mance's first chop you could hear anywhere in the arena, truly earthshattering and I can only imagine how it came across on TV. Nemeth comes back down and starts insulting Michigan again, then TAKESHITA COMES DOWN and lays waste. Brief Wheres Dolph Ziggler chant, I'd love to see Dolph/Takeshita. We got to see the clip from last week with Orange backstage, GR loves Danhausen. Up next Rayne/Grey. We cheered Rayne, booed Grey, then just got really fucking bored. You can definitely tell Grey came from OVW. Chants that broke out during the match: Armbar, Fight Forever/Please Don't. Never heard a crowd breathe a bigger sigh of relief for a finish, and thank god Jade came down. Will the Rayne/Jade match be any good? I can definitely say it's going to be better than this. Main Event, most of this match was watched on the screens as the action took place on the opposite side of the ring where we were sitting. Tony Nese rocks, I'm so glad I got to have him main event a show I went to. He's a natural in that end of 10 O'Clock hour with countless 205 Lives under his belt. Epilogue: Blood and Guts was a better AEW experience, but I definitely got the Van Andel arena figured out now going forward, the arena was mostly packed. Only real empty spots were by the section where the camera was. I did have to have some words with a guy with a sign though, he wasnt blocking me but our section was hard cam side but to the right out of frame, so we were rarely if ever in shot and he kept holding up a sign trying to get on Botchamania. I didn't really care about that but every time he put it up, I had a guy directly behind me bitching but not saying anything and a dude behind him yelling constantly about him and it was just bringing the vibe down, so I told the sign guy to look at the screen and notice we are totally not on camera and all he's doing is making everyone else around him fucking hate him. I felt bad but then he kept shittalking Tony Nese during the main event so like, thats his prerogative All in all, great time was had. It's nice to be home.
    22 points
  35. Dolfan, please ban TK for shitposting. Thanks.
    22 points
  36. I thought Vince hated tag teams?
    22 points
  37. Wanna rehab the TNT title? Konosuke Takeshita.
    22 points
  38. 22 points
  39. Matt Hardy, Sting and Darby Allin getting beat up. Jeff Hardy:
    22 points
  40. Can we get a new sub-form or something where all you weirdos can talk about Adam Cole’s physique amongst yourselves?
    22 points
  41. Why are you even making this thread? Will there even be a show tonight? The ratings are in the toilet and TK spent all his money on Tony Nese. I doubt this even airs.
    22 points
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