|
|
Hiya! welcome to quite the fabulous HARBINGER OF DRAMATIC DREAM TEAM REVIEWS as we clear out all the other Japanese Indie Scum with this one to gear up for the barrage of D2T that hit like a Junior Heavyweight Tsunami. In addition, this baby is all about a MAN CALLED MUTA as Rev Ray suffers through a Crappy Muta Commercial tape as an extended lead-in to THE GREAT MUTA as our esteemed yet much-maligned Wrestler Of The Week. We are all still digesting the beloved offerings from our Truly Beloved benefactor and bandwidth-eating enabler- the young sex-machine called MOTHERFUKCING GLENN~! KING OF THE WHOLE MOTHERFUCKING WORLD. The ingesting of the latest round of Glenn tapes will run concurrently with the DDT invasion- plus Fat Tony. Pogo Pete and the Mack Mike Naimark will be gracing us with their high-spirited brand of hijinx once again. Either way, we have a quorum this week as Schneider and I plow through the mounds of great indie action we have laying aoround and Ripper polishes off the rest of the WCW hh's he got a hold of, and we mentioned the glory that is Rev Ray Duffy. HEY! YOU! HOWABOUT A BIG DOSE OF sweet delicious MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...............
$#$#$#$#$#$ BIG JAPAN BATTLE
STATION- 11/1999
(DEAN RASMUSSEN)
Ah Big Japan. Rippa sprung for all this
from Lynch and shared it with Schneider who passed the blood-n-garbage
spleef this a way (on the left hand side- as the say in Jamaica in that
song by Musical Youth.) This shit is fucking great just for topping
itself each time out the gate in terms of making me go "WHAT THE FUCK DID
I JUST SEE?" This one is fucking indie sleazefest DELUXE and we get
to take big heaping gawks at the stinky hideous freakish mess. It
touches me.....
Kamikaze/Shunme Matsuzaki vs.
Mike Samples/Jun Kasai:
Jun Kasai is a crazy rookie psycho bastard who
looks like he is gonna give everybody at the Big Japan Bloodbank a real
run for their money in the Liquid Gallons Spewed department- AND LET THE
BALL START ROLLING WITH THIS MATCH! Kasai has a big, big crimson
mask by the end ot this- THIS being the first match of the Hyper-Plasma
Red Spurt Super Blade Tag League 1999. This match has a weird
dynamic because Kamikaze must have said, "I'll be in your stupid death
match tag tournament, but I ain't messing up my soft, supple skin by flying
into barbed-wire." Whereas Kojika (dressed as Evita Peron) says,
"NO PROBLEM! We'll get Shunme Matsuzaki. He'll do anything for a
square meal and a night away from the wife." Mike Samples takes no
bumps because I guess there is a real fear that if you poke a hole in his
skin anywhere but his forehead, fat will just blow out of the hole and
coat your entire audience in Samples gooey, lard-based suet. Think
of the implications and bad PR from that dry-cleaning class action suit.
Either way, Kasai takes about as many hideous bumps as any vessel built
to spill blood should- but there seems to a glimmer of actual wrestling
ability and non-blood-based spirit contained in this rookie and one would
be smart to keep an eye on him if he survives long enough to develop into
anything. Shunme Matsuzuki takes the Nouveau Big Japan Grotesque
Signature Spot flying across the ring and hitting the barbed-wire board
and sliding down slowly- this time, with the assist from Lard-Ass Samples
throwing Kasai into Shunme first, adding to the momentum as he hits the
barbed-wire. Kamikaze- though a powdered-ass pussy for not going
into the barbed-wire in a fucking barbed-wire deathmatch- supplies the
most real wrestling and brings the story of himself killing the rookie
by powerbombs on and moonsaults through the boards. Kasai kicks out
of major leagues of truly grotesquely painful looking spots and shows his
fighting spirit and really gets over with the suddenly swelling Big Japan
crowd. A good intro for Kasai in yet another quality Big Japan tournament-
as kojika shows that he is a much better promoter as of late than he ever
was as a garbage wrestler.
Tomoaki Honma/Ryuji Yamakawa
vs. Mike Samples/Jun Kasai:
The Further Adventures of Kasai The Blood-spewing
Rookie takes as epic turn as he meets his horrible fate and future, running
headlong into the blood-letting elegance and horrendous, gore-infused degeneracy
of Tomiaki Honma and Ryuji Yamakawa. Yamakawa and Honma see the future
and now they want to make it bleed. This is pretty cool- though like
all tourney non-finals matches on this motherfucking tape, it is annoyingly
clipped to hell. Somewhere on the editor's floor is the reason why
Kasai is normal one second and coated in a layer of his own blood the next.
Maybe standing next to Honma is enough cause Puroresu Stigmata or something
for young Jun. Either way, Jun whips out the hurty as all-fuck highspots-
the best being Dynamite Kid-like diving headbutt off the top turnbuckle
through Honma who was on a table on the floor- it was all graceful and
shit and looked like it hurt everyone involved in ways we will never know.
Kasai also takes a hellish bump, being thrown into the corner through the
barbed-wire, sliding slowly for your pleasure. He also hits really
nice TM2 Frogsplash (someone will now tell me the name Misawa uses for
it) and busts out a really nasty Released German Suplex that snaps Yamakawa's
spindly spine like a dried twig. Kasai tops off his fabulous heart-warming
performance with the great "I'M BLINDED BY MY OWN BLOOD!" stumbling hot
tag. After all this, Yamakawa hits a big Jumping Spin Kick To The
Head to get the offensive transition and they basically have the
story of the match kick in: Honma is going to see what the rookie's
got and starts literally ripping him apart with his usual MOVESET!
of SHEER BRUTALITY- including his ever-nasty toprope hurricanrana through
a barbed-wire board with flesh-ripping sandwich pin attempt follow-up and
super painful kick-out to finish. It then works into ACTUAL WRESTLING
as Honma uses his non-garbage finisher- the Forearm Smash- to go for the
win- with Kasai being all game and kicking out of everything up to the
Running Forearm Smash. Postmatch, Honma is all impressed by the young
freak and they hug and cry and stuff. Yamakawa and Kasai do the All-time
fave of mine- the smacks to the face to precede the handshake.
Tomoaki Honma/Ryuji Yamakawa vs.
Kamikaze/Shunme Matsuzaki:
Hey this starts with Honma doing the Big Japan
Signature Spot and thus sliding gruesomely for your pleasure. I'm
wondering how many Shunme Matsuzaki matches I've reviewed because it takes
THESE kind of matches to get me to notice him. Either way, he is
a better version of Shadow WX- who is himself a crappy marriage of the
two members of Public Enemy- not as good as Rocco Rock but better than
Johnny Grunge- in that he can't fly but he can hit power moves effectively
and only blows spots in matches that are gonna suck anyway, it seems.
Hell, Matsuzaki can kinda work, is big for a sleazy Japan heavyweight and
has absolutely no qualms at all about going straight into the barbed-wire
face,back or shoulder-first- as opposed to his fancy pants partner, Kamikaze,
who is the most talented version of Tiger Jeet Singh EVER in this match.
Shunme and Honma have a big extended wrestling match inbetween all the
garbage and tagteam trappings, with Honma finally hitting the most protecting
Tombstone one will ever see (bless his freakish little heart) onto the
barbed-wire to set up the blood-drenched diving headbutt, leaving quite
a puddle on impact. It then clips directly to the Rolling Elbows
for the big win for the amazingly over with Children Of the Yakuza in the
audience. He says to the crowd, in sheer Onita mode, how he loves
them and bleeds for them and they are the greatest audience in the world.
Yamakawa gives the camera a big, very toothless grin and motions them to
focus back on Honma being a Rock Star of Japanese Indie Wrestling.
Honma is the next freakish superstar of wrestling and I'm all for it.
Shadow WX/Winger vs. Mike Samples/Jun
Kasai:
This is mauled in the ring by the feculence of
WX and Samples and is mauled by the post-production crew by being clipped
to nothing. Kasai ain't gonna be carried by WX and they blow some
stuff- but Kasai does a cool-ass German Suplex Into A Bridge onto a barbed-wire
board with other guy in the ring who could work- the resurgent Dragon Winger.
Samples takes the only bump I've ever seen him take, but this still sucked
WAAAY more than it should have.
(There is a match right here between two Big Japan
rookies that are so obscure that noone has it on any of the matchlists
that I usual steal line-ups from. (So basically, Jeff Lynch didn't know.:)
The guy with the furious-looking face wins with something. He'll
be hoisting the Triple Crown over his head in four years and y'all can
make fun of this review! I'm looking out for ya like that!)
Chiharu Nakano/Tanny Mouse vs.
Yoshiko Tamura/Marcela:
Marcela looked all fun and Loocharific
in the fourteen seconds they showed of this. Nakano and Tanny Mouse
dress alike and are quite the smaller, cuter and crappier version of the
Natural Disasters (with Tanny assuming the Ottman-like role). Why
is Tamura here? Why is she putting over ANYONE in this match?
If a tree gets clipped to hell for the TV version, does it make a sound?
Mike Samples/Jun Kasai vs. Daikokubo
Benkei/Black Samples:
This was even more clipped. And I thank
God and SamuraiTV! for that fact. Kasai is pretty funny when they
win though- jumping up and down and getting all HYPED! It still sucked
a whole bunch. Oh yeah.
Chappinger/Fantastik vs. Men's
Teioh/Ryuji Ito:
Ito is a really skinny rookie. Men's is
now the most decayed wrestler in Japan, Chappinger is Motegi and he lost
whatever little ANYTHING he had a while ago- so it's up to the Truly Ruling
Fantasik to save this turd in the making- and HE ALMOST PULLS IT OFF!
WOO-HOO! He hits his really sweet no-hands Tope Con Hilo Into a Diving
Senton To The Floor and tops THAT with the (I swear to God and I've seen
every Doctor Cerebro match and almost every Mr Niebla match ever) the most
ridiculous Niebla Lock Variation I've ever seen. It was eye-moistening
in it's true elegance and grandeur. The rest was a game of Bludgeon
The Rookie and you know how crappy that is if it ain't Jun Kasai in there.
And he wasn't so this succumbs to its original reasons of SUCK.
Abdullah the Butcher/Crazy Shiek
vs. Kamikaze/Shuname Matsuzaki and then there was
Abdullah
the Butcher/Crazy Shiek vs. Kamikaze/Shinya Kojika:
Abdullah The Butcher- who once stabbed Robert
E Lee in the forehead at the BattleOf Cold Harbor- and the Crazy
Sheik- who appears to be third of the PN News/ Mantaur brothers- knock
out Shunme with an offense so crappy- especially when compared to the other
Shunme matches on this tape- that you laugh out loud when they stretcher
him out. Kojika is incensed and takes his place, teaming with Kamikaze.
I stare at my remote and wonder what kind of magic can it summon to rescue
me- it's supplier of sweet, sweet batteries. I fast forward, Kojika
looks like one of those old folks who always dance to the Blue Grass band
at Virginia County Fairs and I ask myself the big question: Can it
make it to the swanky Tag Tourney final before those Cheez-its I had for
lunch enter my world a second time?
Tomoaki Honma/Ryuji Yamakawa
vs. Shadow WX/Winger:
Oh, thank God. This match is fucking insane.
The Honma and Yamakawa procession to the ring is as spectacularly weird
as it always is- except this time they are a tagteam and so the weirdness
and freakish over-and-undertones are compressed and multiplied and amplified.
If I were to dress as anyone this Halloween, I'd go as pre-match Yamakawa,
what with the cool-ass White leather coat, the yellow pants and the cowboy
hat. It would be dangerous actually, because I would then wear
it every day of my godforsaken life and I'd lose my job and my wife would
leave me - so, actually, maybe it's all for the best. This
match is pretty fucking brilliant for a Garbage match- I'd say definately
in the top five that I've ever seen. The coolest part is that they
spend the first ten minutes of the match having a New Japan-style power
match to set up the fucking GREAT assortment of Death Match Spots- many
of which BLOW THE FUCKING DOORS OFF THE JIMINY CHRISTMAS WHAT THE
FUCK ARE THEY THINKING-O-METER. Anyway, the first part of the match
starts with Shadow WX and Honma doing lotsa powermoves- with Honma doing
his Masato Tanaka Aping Mitsuhara Misawa schtickt- which is becoming far
more effective than his futile forays into psuedoBattlARTsia. They
lay the ground work of the whole match as Yamakawa and Honma can never
gain an advantage over WX but set-up Winger to take the pin by hitting
big nasty neck-breaking moves in the pro style section- including two Memphis
Piledrivers. They foreshadow the ending by trying to do a Double
Decker Brainbuster on young Shadow Winger- as Yamakawa is on Honma's shoulder's
while trying to get Winger in a toprope Brainbuster. Winger does
the really fun Two Man Sunset Flip as a counter- as the truly elaborate
goofball spot gets a two-count and- with the psychology of the match established-
these four say "LET THE BLOOD-LETTING BEGIN." Shadow WX fires the
first shot by smashing a flourescent bulb over Honma's head to set-up a
PSYCHO Powerbomb over the toprope through a barbed-wire board, with the
added bonus of you being able to see Honma blading in mid-air and, consequently,
he comes up looking like five Carlos Colon bladejobs mashed into one.
Honma crawls into the first row of chairs and creates a limpid pool
of blood- and it is as repellent as it is compelling. Yamakawa and
Winger set up the most visually stunning spot in all of Garbage Wrestling
after WX piledrives Yamakawa on the floor and then smashes two flourescent
bulbs on him while he prone on a table- a spot that provides the fabulous
footage of yamakawa picking broken glass out of his forearm. Honma,
who has been crawling on the floor leaving a trail of blood, recieves a
flaming Lariat by Shadow WX to keep him out of commision long enough for
Shadows Winger and WX to ascend to the top of the balcony.
Once at the top, Shadow Winger is perched over the edge like Bono with
his foot on the monitors, sizing up Yamakawa who is still laying prone
on the two unbreakable half tables- still picking glass out of his
arm. Shadow WX throws a fireball onto Shadow Wingers back, setting
the back of his shirt on fire and a flaming Dragon Winger flies off the
balcony into a picture perfect Senton through Yamakawa and the tables.
They show a replay in slow motion and it so fucking surreal looking: they
show the shot from the floor looking up to Shadow Winger. Winger
is perched perfectly still waiting, this huge flash of fire engulfs him
and he jumps gracefully off the balcony and they capture the moment all
the way through impact- it's absolutely visually stunning. At this
point, Honma and Yamakawa are pretty much destroyed and Winger isn't doing
so well either- so Shadow WX is the key to his side's chance of winning.
They drag Yamakawa into the ring and throw a barbed-wire board across him
and Winger Sentons off the toprope and Yamakawa sells like a monster to
get it all across that they have ripped his frickin soul out of his body
and impaled it on barbed wire. WX hits the NASTY Brainbuster on the
boards but Honma makes the blood-coated save. After setting up a
flourescent board across four chairs, WX attempts to Superplex Yamakawa
through it, but Honma crawls in with a flourescent bulb to make the save,
grabbing WX off the second rope and powerbombing him through the boards
in yet another spectacular spot: glass flies fucking everywhere and wood
is splintered and the fat of WX splats against the mat and shit.
WX crawls under the rope to escape the pin attempt from a weakened Honma.
Yamakawa hits a missile dropkick on Winger since he was in position and
Winger was heading for Honma and is unaware. Yamakawa hits a TRULY
HIDEOUS face-buster on the barbed-wire and covers Winger with a barbed-wire
board to get a two count-as WX makes the save with a big elbow, cutting
a big gash in Winger's wrist in the process. Honma smashes a flourescent
bulb over WX's head and WX heads out of the ring in a vain attempt to reach
Honma's blading count. Honma and Yamakawa concoct a makeshift flourescent
bulb board in the middle of the ring while Winger is writhing around trying
to figure out how badly he's fucked up his wrist. Honma and Yamakawa
hoist him to the toprope and Yamakawa gets on Honma's shoulders again and
this time they hit the Double Decker Brainbuster onto the flourescent bulb
boards for the win and, buddy, it looked pretty fucking gnarly.
My only beef with the match was that there was too much time between Yamakawa
being put on the table before Winger lands on him- since they do that flaming
Lariat spot. But other than that- this was another great fucking
wrestling match from Big Japan. Yamakawa and Honma are a great fucking
tagteam and Winger has raised his level of play to the point that he can
carry his side quite easily. Winger's fearlessness and psychotic
garbage-drenched high-flying brings a whole cool element to this really
inspired division. I love the fact that Winger did a picture perfect
Tope Con Hilo over the Ringpost during the Pro Style first half and I forgot
to mention it because of all the other crazy shit they did in this match.
But either way, they wrap so much fundamentally sound wrestling around
these truly State-Of-The-Art garbage matches that they have deeply transcended
the style and created a whole new realm of caustic, insane wrestling.
There is something truly revolutionary going on in Big Japan and it has
started within the last twelve months. GET ALLLLL THIS.
~@~
!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@ The Birth Of
Muta Vol 1
(REV RAY DUFFY)
This features skits inbetween the match highlights
that are very much like
the the formation of the Dungeon of Doom as Muta
"hatches" out of a pit of
webs and slim and runs around a cave as Curtis
Ieakeau yells "SULLIVAN!".
They do some camera tricks with Muta's face paint
changing a bunch of times
and have Muta face off with a demon like thing.
The Great Muta vs. Hiroshi Hase
: 9/14/90 :
The annoucers say "Super Heel" about 80 times
in the first 5 minutes of the match. Pretty slow at the start
with both exchanging holds, a lot of side headlock work by Muta.
Hase hits it in gear first with a weird sort of flip him over out of an
Exploder suplex set up, a hook kick and a rolling senton. Muta responds
with the handspring elbow and then follows with his bridged chinlock/indian
deathlock move. They start trading chops at one point and Hase literally
slaps the paint off Muta's face. Hase gets sent to the floor and
I think pops a vein following a chop off the apron. This becomes
the focus of the match as Hase bleeds like a stuck pig and Muta chews on
his head and rams him into the the buckles. Muta gets 2's on a flashing
elbow and a cradle piledriver. Hase sells a bunch and muta mixes
up chops and kicks with the sleeper hold or two. Hase
reverses a sleeper into a suplex and hits an off the top rope knee drop
for two, followed by a Northern Lights Suplex for two. Hase knocks
Muta out to the floor and gives him a suplex. They go back in and
Hase hits an Uranage. As he goes up top, he jumps off into a mist
shot. Muta hits a back suplex and throws the ref out of the way and
gets a stretcher from under the ring and beats up the ref and some other
people, getting DQed in the process. Muta puts Hase on the stretcher
and moonsaults him. Hey, this didn't age well at all. But Hase
bleeds a whole bunch.
Ricky Steamboat v. The Great
Muta : 9/30/90
They have a cool entrance with a bunch of ninjas
rolling around and they lower Muta down from the ceiling in a harness.
What happens next is what Pogo Pete called the worst Steamboat match in
history and I don't think Ricky's to be blamed for that. Muta attacks
at the bell and chokes steamboat with a belt. After a minute of choking
him in and out of the ring, Steamboat takes over with some chops and a
drop kick, causing Muta to roll out to the floor and stall some.
Ricky controls a bit with some armdrags and arm bars. They do a quick
segement where they both drop kick each other a few times. Muta breaks
Steamboat's momentum with an inverted atomic drop and then crotches him
on the railing twice. Muta works Steamboats leg, we even get the
stinky "My
hands on the rope so now it REALLY hurts" spot
on a toe hold briefly. Muta works the leg a whole bunch more, sets
up for the moonsault, but Ricky drop kicks him onto the post and kicks
a back drop supler plex for two. Steamer tries to throw in a bunch
of quick pin attempts, but everything seems to be off. Muta bodypresses
Ricky and both go sailing to the floor. When they get back in, Ricky
hits a top rope chop. He goes up for another but Muta sprays him.
Well, Muta tries to spray him, but Ricky sells it anyways. Muta hits the
moonsault for the win. So not good.
The Great Muta vs. Sting :
3/21/91 Starrcade in the Tokyo Dome :
They have a neat thing where they have Samurai
and a knight fight on the stage as part of Muta's opening. Hey, you
know, if they only had Muta's ring entrances, this might be a really good
tape. But then they include the matches and it's all downhill from
there. Anyways, Muta attacks at the bell, hits the handspring elbow.
He goes for the moonsault, but Sting rolls away and Muta lands on his feet,
he hits jumping back kick, which Sting no sells, but hits an enzugiri and
a plancha. Sting takes over hitting a press slam to the floor and
a plancha of his own. Muta lands face first following a monkey flip
which doesn't flip him over. This matchi s a bit better as they don't
seem to stay on the mat a lot and keep the match moving and as a result,
I didn't feel the urge to lean on the fast forward as I did in the first
two matches. It's also fun the the announcers talk about Sting and
the Warrior as Power Team USA and the Blade Runners. Muta blocks
the scorpion by a rope break. Muta misses the handspring elbow, Sting
uses it to go for the Stinger Splash, but Muta gets out of hte way.
Moonsault attempt only flinds knees. Muta ends up winning when Sting
attempts a Stinger Splash and eats mist and then post. Muta hits
him with a cross body for the win. Post match, sting beats up Muta
as the Steiners, Pillman and Tim Horner try to pull him off. Not
a bad match, they didn't do anything ultracomplex or spectacular, but it
had a good pace and was enjoyable.
Great Muta/TNT vs. Hiroshi Hase/Kensuke
Sasaki 7/19/91 :
Both Muta and TNT spray mist prior to the match,
though the camera man AAA's the TNT mist. Muta and TNT control early.
They do a neat spot where Muta hits the handspring elbow on Hase and then
sets him up for TNT's spinning heel kick over the ropes. Muta crotches
Hase on the rail and gives him a piledriver on the table. Muta posts
and hairs Hase a bunch, the goes after him with the bell hammer.
Hase blades big enough to make TNT feel like he was at home in Puerto Rico.
TNT hits the double chops in the corner sending a cloud of blood off Hase's
chest. Sasaki gets the hot tag and works on Muta. Hey, you know,
Sasaki didn't suck in '91. Hase comes in for revenge and goes for
the scorpion, but Muta mists him, it looks like mostly in the chest.
TNT hits some nice kicks, but runs into a Sasaki powerslam and gets pinned.
Post match, Muta and TNT double mist Sasaki and beat up a bunch of people.
Super Strong Machine vs. The
Great Muta : 8/25/91
This is at an outdoor show. Machine attacks
first on the floor. Muta goes after Machine's mask and rips it open
a bunch. Muta attacks Machine with a plastic bucket and then pours
water in the hole in his mask, then attacks him with a table. Feel
safe in the knowledge that you really aren't missing much in this match.
Muta attempts to counter a diving headbutt with a mist shot but i have
no idea if it came close to hitting. Muta rips off Machine's mask
and is DQed. What is this? Mexico?
During the next break, they show Muta flipping
the bird. Hey, right back at you after that last match pal.
Followed by a musical interlude featuring a bunch of matches not on this
tape.
The Great Muta vs. Tatsumi Fujinami
: 9/23/91
Muta does the mist spray and Fujinami attacks
him immeditately. Fujinami hits him a few times, sends him to the
floor and hits him with a tope. Muta removes the corner pad, but
ends up getting run into it by Fujinami. Muta reverses a Fujinami
chinlock by running into into the exposed buckles and then runs him into
it again. Muta brawls on the floor. Posts Fujinami, attacks
him with the bell. Muta uses about a stretcher and a tool box as
weapons as well. Fujinami bleeds. Fujinami counters a kick
with a dragon screw, but his scorpion is blocked with a mist shot.
This is a whole lot of nothing special. I lean on the fast forward
a bunch. Muta misses a handspring elbow, Fujinami hits the dragon
back breaker and the dragon sleeper, but Muta rope saves. Fujinami
pounds on Muta in the corner, ref keeps trying to break it, Fujinami pushes
him away. The ref ends up getting misted, Fujinami gets near falls,
but no one is there to count it. Muta hits Fujinami over the head
with a water bottle. Muta revives the ref to see him hit the moonsault
for the win.
The Great Muta/Sting vs. The
Steiner Brothers : 1/4/92
Muta's working as a face because he comes out
to his Mutoh music. They do have some ninja acrobats do tricks before
Muta comes out. And your friend and mine, Bill Alfonso is the referee.
Hey, it's Scott Steiner before he started injecting Ape growth hormone.
Rick Steiner hits the top rope bulldog as his 3rd offensive move.
So as you can imagine, this match was all about building to spots.
This is actually a disappointment. All 4 guys were at a point in
their career when they could go. The Steiners just come in and hit
big power spot after big power spot. Which sort of is real goofy
when you consider they'd finish with a belly to belly suplex at times.
This was kind of like a Takaiwa match without the annoying Road Warrior
selling and the same 4 moves over and over again. Steiner pulls out
the german suplex counter of the handspring elbow which was probably a
brand new counter to the move at the time. Sting busts out the off
the post plancha onto Rick. This also ends witha lame double pin
finish as Rick pins Muta, at the same time Sting counters a tilt-a-wirl
slam into a pin.
The Great Muta vs. Demon
Demon looks like the thing that looks like it
was taken from The Return of Swamp Thing. Demon over powers early.
Muta responds with a lariat and chops. Demon fights back with punches.
Muta does the mist, charges and runs into a back fist and gets choked out.
The sad thing is this is probably the 3rd best match on the tape.
To be continued in Vol 2.... not if I have anything
to say about it.
~%~
|
| home |