Coffin Surfer

Because I've done been over it about 1000 times. 1. Danny Williams' athleticism and well rounded skills is about on par with say a bigger version of Dynamite Kid, Tommy Rogers, and Chris Beniot. If you need a better comparision more like a young Scott Steiner or Davey Boy Smith, possibly 97 Misawa when he was about 245(Danny's weight BTW) and could still move. 2. The best techincal wrestler thing was never my idea, that's just a label others gave me. He's on the top tier I'd say, but it's not out of the oridnary for a crusier to out wrestle him....see Francis, Masked Man, Flesher, Ejiro and probably more as guys I've had outwrestle Williams. 3. Williams does do some high flying but it's no more than say a guy like Johnny Ace or Steven Williams would do, both of which are waaaay bigger and rather clumsly. Nothing Danny does in the air is terribly complex or demanding. 4. As far as striking goes, yes I like the elbows to be respected however it's not uncommon to have more proficient strikers best him like I had....J.D., Kibs, Duran and others do.

No, if you want a shitty similar match just check out Lugar vs. Yokozuna from Wrestlemania X. Hogan/Andre is miles ahead of it and they aren't even nearly as good as athletes. 1. The Psychology while not brilliant is solid with Hogan dramatically building towards the Body Slam. Plus there's plenty of learned psychology with them avoiding moves that were hit earlier. 2. Andre's offense is focused and varied despite not being very high impact, he does mix it up. Hogan does as well. 3. The Bearhug is no more boring or longer than most Flair/Figure Four heat segments. 4. Hogan's timing for his comebacks is dead on, he does a great job of building towards the actual "fall of Andre", getting closer and closer with each comeback. This match is not a masterpeice but it's not shit either.

Oh for crying out loud, of course if a match is good, it's entertaining. You can't have a good match that isn't entertaining. It's like saying Andre/Hogan sucked but it was fun. No, Hogan/Andre doesn't suck. It's not great but it's pretty fucking far from a bad match. For a match that has NO high end offense, almost no bumps, it's rather solid and well paced. This isn't a defense of Triple H/Eugene though, that match made me want to tear my own eyes out.

It's hard to tell which matches they are. There are no dates and most matches only have one last name listed. From what I can tell, I can say for sure that none of them are recognized classics though I know Baba/Brisco had lots of acclaimed matches. Hogan/Hansen is very good as well, probably the Orange Goblin's best performance tough Hansen has done waaaaaaay better. Hayabusa wreslted in Japan under FMW. Nothing really impressive, best match was probably against Tanaka on 5/98 but even than the match is really just a whole lot of mindless finisher kick outs. It is well paced and lots of cool moves abound.

Punk or not, NOFX never really struck me as a band that I would label all that great or anything. Aside from maybe the Decline, I don't recall them ever doing anything that really stood out from the pack. They have a handful of worthwile songs maybe but you have to get through alot of generic filler. I do own "White Trash..." so that's the only cd I could probably go into great detail on. Some good stuff, some forgetable stuft, awkward flow as well.

The only controversy I see in the "monkey" term is that I think someone who slowly saws a civilian's head off should probably be called something worse than that.

Windham vs. Flair 2/86 Battle of the Belts II -Windham was a smarter worker than Steamboat and Flair does some of the better selling of his career especially for the back work. If it was alot shorter and faster it would probably have ended up being better than Chi-Town. As it is, it's as good as the Clash 2/3 falls match and better than Wrestlewar.

No, puro is just wrestling that happens to take place in another country, that's it. There's bad workers, great workers, bad promotions, good promotions..etc. All the word puroresu is is a Japanese mispronounciation of Pro Wrestling. As far as the whole, i like puro, i like north america nonsense. I like great wrestling, regardless of which side of the world it happens on. Why that matters to some people, is a bit of mystery to me. Maybe it's the language barrier? I don't know.

Oh not the myth about wrestling in Japan being a vastly different style from wrestling in U.S. again. From the Man himself(Misawa): Misawa interview "How does wrestling in Japan differ from wrestling in the United States and other countries? I do not see a huge gap or difference. Basic foundation of Pro-Wrestling is originated from USA." Anyway, it's all pro style with slight variations. Individual promotions in Japan have just as many if not more differences between each other than they do with U.S. promotions. If the style was so different than North American wrestlers like Flair, Destroyer, Beniot, Eddy, Race, Funks, Dr. Death, Hansen, Vader, Gordy, the Funks, Steiner Brothers, Road Warriors, Bossman..etc. wouldn't have had successfully mingled with the natives. Hell, Kobashi/Kikuchi vs. Can Am Connection is a fucking Southern Style Tag. More interesting facts: Jumbo was trained by the Funks. Hogan, Choysu and Keji Mutoh were all trained by the same guy. Kawada paid his dues in North America. Kobashi trained under the Road Warriors for a period. ....etc. And if were talking North America here, than the differences between Lucha and the WWF are far greater than the differences between WWF and wrestling in Japan.

Hard to say at the moment as I still need to see the Midnight Express vs. Fantastics matches to get a more accurate rating. Not to mention I'm in a transitional stage with my U.S. ratings and the whole system is in chaos. As of now, I believe I have it at the ***3/4-**** range. Compared to other U.S. tag matches that I've seen, it's in the same range as the best of em. If I had to rank it, the only two U.S. tag matches that I would probably put over it are Windham/Rhodes vs. Austin/Zybsko and Worlds Collide. I have them at the **** range as well. Can't in good conscious go higher since that would be treading on the turf of obviously superior matches. Really loved the match though. Looking back, it's really great to see a tag match where teams utilize strategy, have to set their own tempo..etc. The whole match has this bizzare surreal comedy aura making it a real blast to watch.

God no! I certaintly would not add these. Taue vs. Kawada from 91 totally kills Magnum vs. Tully in the "I hate your fucking guts" brawl department and that isn't even a top 10 match from either guy. I can think of several better 2/3 falls matches than Flair/Steamboat. From the 80s, it isn't in the same league as Santo/Casas who do twice as much in not even a third of the time. As far as the U.S goes, London/Danielson from ROH blows the Clash match away. Better selling, more complex wrestling, faster paced, more "learned" psychology...etc. Rock vs. Austin is fantastic but Austin/Hart is probably the best WWF match. Both are around **** maybe higher but on the world wide scale...they don't measure up. I have all three of them at ****3/4. If I had to give any ***** it would be Jumbo/Funk but as great as it is, it's hard for to it compete against the more advanced and deeper 6/3/94.

Wow, this hasn't been done before(sarcasm). Hansen vs Kobashi, 7/29/93 Misawa vs. Kawada 6/3/94 Kawada/Taue vs. Misawa/Kobashi 12/3/93 Kawada/Taue vs Misawa/Kobashi 6/9/95 Kawada/Taue vs Misawa/Akiyama 12/6/96 Hokuto vs. Kandori Dreamslam Toyota/Yamada vs. Kansai/Ozaki Dreamrush There's a few acclaimed lucha matches I need to see so the list could change in the future.

Actually: Lyger's performance against Samurai at 4/30/92 is better than anything I've ever seen Beniot do. From 96, Ohtani/Samurai is also better than any Beniot match and is probably the best pro style men's singles match from that year. Never liked Lyger/Ohtani from 97 that much. Yeah, I hate to take this topic as well but it appeared to be going there before I came around anyway.

No this is not a discussion of styles but quality of matches. Lyger and Ohtani never worked in All Japan and yet they have matches that I would put on the level of some of the great Misawa, Kawada, Kobashi matches. Hell, in 96 Ohtani had a better year than any of the big three as far as singles matches are concerned. Bossman was a decent worker though and I'd say that sharing the ring with guys like Kawada, Kobashi, Misawa, Hansen and Dr. Death helped him more than the actual style. Workers make the style, not the other way around.

In his prime long before he came to the WWF/E, Beniot couldn't even reach the levels of Misawa, Kobashi, and Kawada. So there really isn't a reason for him to do so now, especially since he's physically detoriated, working with someone who is far from an all time great, and in a enviroment such as the modern WWE. I just don't see "Greatest match of all time" potential there. Oddly enough, Taue of all people was under similar circumstances and actually had an excellent match with Nagata that year and it totally blows away Beniot/Angle.

Wow. That article is total madness. Please don't believe a word of this arctile. El Dandy is rather clueless in such matters. Uh....you won't find alot of mat work in 90s All Japan. Hitting big moves at the end isn't really a trademark of All Japan either, it's rather a fundmental that can be found in all forms of wrestling. You want a real U.S. comparision to 90s All Japan, go watch Sting/Vader from WCW. Them two had way more in common with Baba's boys than Lesnar and Angle. For more literal similarities, Sting even used alot of Kawada's kicks. That's pretty fucking thin right there. Because we all know that every time tag partners split and fight, it has shades of Misawa/Kawada. Misawa trying to get out of Baba's shadow? WTF? I think that problem was solved when Misawa beat Baba with a variation of his own move in 94. As if there haven't been lots of one sided fueds over the years, didn't Steamboat dominate Flair for years as well. Besides, Misawa was presented in such a way that he was totally superior to Kawada in every shape and form. He never won with a roll up, tights, cheating, he just flat out handed Kawada his ass for years. It took Kawada 3 fucking years to pin the guy in a tag match but even than that was only after his partner Chokeslammed him off the damn ring apron first. Beniot/Angle isn't even close to that kind of one sided domination. There are some similarities but to call it a variation of King's Road style is more than a bit of a stretch. Beniot does bring what appears to be a King's Road influence to the match with the way he builds to the Scorpion Deathlock and Headbutt. There's also a struggle to lock on the submission holds as I recall. They do throw away lot of meaningless Suplexes like Kobashi and Misawa would start doing later in the 90s. As far as Beniot/Angle having a match on the level of the "Great" Misawa/Kobashi matches, impossible. In 97, Misawa/Kobashi adavanced King's Road so far that only two guys had the athletic ability, the timing, and the movesets to work those matches....Misawa and Kobashi. Not even Kawada(arguably the greatest worker of all time) couldt keep up with them at that point.

Actually I've seen alot of Wildchild's moves or similar moves done before. The sommersault Missile Dropkick is very similar to a move that Misawa used in the 80s and still busted out out periodically throughout most of the 90s. And I know I've seen Rey Misterio do a move like the Cannonball.

So, I went a little Hulk Hogan.... You don’t have to be at the Cities Center to feel the electricity in the air, this is the biggest wrestling promotion in the world, it’s a live pay per view spectacular, and the main event is coming up next. There are thousands of people in attendance, possibly millions watching at home, all awaiting the arrival of the World Champion, who in a few short moments will be engaged in combat with a walking nightmare who calls himself the Hell Machine. The hands of the gigantic grandfather clock above the locker room entrance are slowly creeping their way along at a steady pace, gradually making their way to the long awaited unlucky hour. Comet: The 13th Hour is almost here! Fans and citizens, it’s a been a long night but still one match remains. The reason everyone is here tonight, the World Title bout between Danny Williams and Janus! Riley: Unless of course you’re a Tom Flesher fan like myself, but I must admit watching Janus tear Danny limb from limb will be pretty entertaining as well. Comet: Look, look, Funyon’s in the ring! I can’t believe it’s already here, Bobbo! This is it, the 13th! Ceasing their chitter chatter, the fans get focused on the squared circle as the always classy ring announcer. After pausing for dramatic effect, Funyon breaks the tension with his booming voice. “Ladies and Gentlemen, it is now time for the Main Even to of the evening!” The Illinoisans make some big noise, welcoming the grand finale with open arms. All eyes look towards the clock as both it’s enormous hands come together under the number 13. Big Ben’s little brother begins to loudly chime, threatening to steal the hearing of everyone in the arena. Adding to the chaos, all the clocks lining the platform begin to go off at the same time, creating a eerie scenario one would usually find only in horror movies. Eventually, things quiet down and Funyon is free to continue the introductions. “The following contest is scheduled for the SWF Heavyweight World Title, introducing first....” Suddenly, the lights dim and the crowd get’s hostile. As if Godzilla is making his way to shore, a red alert alarm starts annoyingly buzzing through the Cities Center warning the fans of the approaching horror emerging from the locker room. A eerie church bell tolls for some reason and the following words appear on the smarktron.... STATUS: RELEASED Spotlights start to nervously search the arena while blue pyrotechnics spew from the entrance ramp. What does all this mean, absolutely nothing but Janus does finally make his appearance. Wearing a huge flapping XXXXXLT trench coat, the Hell Machine creeps down the entrance ramp, putting out each pyro fountain he passes with his evil aura. Funyon: Making his way down the aisle, weighing in at a staggering 360 pounds, hailing from Sydney Australia, he is the HELL MACHINE.....JANUS!!! The week off has been kind to Janus and is limp is almost gone, the key word being almost. Removing his trench coat, the emotionless Hell Machine slides into the ring, joining millions of others in the wait for the Champion. Riley: Not since the Thugg have we seen a big man dominate the fed like Janus has, in fact I can’t even remember the last time he lost. Comet: Crow defeated him on the May 19, 2004 edition of Lockdown. Riley: Neeeeerd! Anyway, when Janus isn’t getting DDTed through glass tables he’s unstoppable and unless Williams get’s his hands on one of those babies he can his kiss title goodbye. Comet: The reigning ICTV Champion is pretty hard to keep down and it will be interesting to see how Williams goes about battling such a powerful opponent. The leg of course is a huge question mark which could prove to be a big liability to the challenger. Riley: Yeah, thanks to that punk Alan Clark. He should be banned from the sport for what he did! Fear Factory finally fades away only to be replaced by the driving bass of In Flames, “Jester’s Dance!” The familiar tune nearly incites a riot as tons of people mass near the guardrail, hoping to get a closer look at the now famous World Champion. Funyon: And his opponent, weighing in at 245 pounds, hailing from Louisville Kentucky, he is the SWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.........DANNY WILLIAMSsssssssssssssss!!!!! Stepping out from behind the giant pendulum, Williams makes his long awaited appearance. The over excited fans nearly have a heart attack as their hero comes marching down the aisle, proudly sporting the most coveted title in the business around his wide waist. The front roll fans lining the aisle are so out of control that a couple of security guards have to accompany Danny on his march to ring. Riley: Dead man walking folks, stepping into the ring with Janus is like walking to the gallows. Comet: I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, this is the biggest challenge of citizen Williams’ career. If he can defeat the Hell Machine than he can finally legitimize his reign and establish himself as a worthy Champion. Riley: If he doesn’t than this will be his third straight title reign to end without one successful defense. Not exactly a Tom Flesher if you ask me but than again, who is? Comet: Indeed if citizen Williams ever wants to be taking seriously as a Champion again let alone be “the Man” of the SWF, he badly needs to win this match. Otherwise he could end up with a reputation as a three time loser who couldn’t cut it as a Champion. Stepping into the ring, Williams unbuckles his title and despite the odds being stacked against him he hands it away without a second look as if he’s confident he will see it again. Reminding everyone what it’s all about, Soapdish raises the heavy belt over his head before handing it off to an outside official. Standing tall in his corner like a giant stone monument reaching into the heavens, Janus looks down at the Champion with fearsome red eyes. Refusing to be intimidated, the unflinching Champion stares back into the evil eyes of the beast before him. Sensing that the match is about to begin, the crowd heats up drastically. Ding! Ding! Ding! Never before has a crowd been so hot at the opening bell, it’s literally bedlam! Showing no fear, the Champion bravely marches to the center of the ring with his head held high, waiting for the challenger to join him. Seemingly devoid of any human emotion, Janus creeps out of his corner like something out of a terrifying nightmare, methodically approaching the waiting Champion. The camera flashes are constant, making the ring look more like a disco dance floor than the setting for an epic battle. As the Hell Machine draws closer, Williams gradually finds himself drenched in total blackness, buried beneath the looming shadow of the walking human sky scraper. Comet: Janus is without question the largest active wrestler in the SWF, enjoying a full 15 inch height advantage over the reigning Champion. Riley: He could wrestle Williams on his knees and it still wouldn’t be a fair fight. Coming toe to toe with his towering opponent, Danny looks up, and up, and up, and up, and up until his eyes finally meet those of the Hell Machine. Snorting and sniffing like the T-Rex in Jurassic Park, the warm foul breath of Janus blows down on Danny like the winds of a hurricane. Even in the face of such adversity, Williams doesn’t let his fears consume him. Instead of getting scared, Danny get’s mad. With nostrils flaring and cheeks puffing, a snarling Danny Williams shoves Janus as hard as he can! But the Hell Machine is like a brick wall, moving for no one. Pushing back, Janus knocks the Champion off his feet! Riley: One can only guess as to how strong Janus really is but one thing is for sure, nobody in this federation even comes close. Comet: Williams isn’t a light weight himself, probably the strongest small heavyweight I’ve ever seen. And yet he and Janus aren’t even in the same galaxy as far as power is concerned. Not letting Janus get away with pushing him down, Williams back rolls to his feet and charges. The crowd roars as Danny starts slamming his trademark elbow smashes upside Janus’ big head! The blows land clean and stiff yet the cold expression on the big man’s face never changes as if the elbows are having no effect. Suddenly, the Hell Machine grabs Danny by his hair and pulls him into a brain rattling headbutt! Briefly melting his icy demeanor, a faint smile appears on the face of Hell Machine. Comet: I must admit that I thought that citizen Williams would stick and move but to my surprise he’s bravely taking the fight to the Hell Machine head on. Riley: That is brave, stupid but brave. Scooping Williams up with ease, the Hell Machine hoists the 240+ pound Champion high over his head. After some customary stalling to show off his power, Janus casually throws Danny into the ropes, letting him land throat first on the outstretched cable! “Booooooooooooooo!” Bouncing back to the canvas, a gagging Danny Williams wildly thrashes around, fighting to breathe. Soapdish chastises Janus, who lets the official’s warnings go in one ear and out the other. Riley: That’s some smart wrestling from Janus. Where a less intelligent wrestler would have just slammed his victim into the canvas, the Hell Machine cleverly dropped Danny into the ropes which can do far more damage. Comet: Which is why it’s illegal and shouldn’t be done under any circumstances, that villain could have seriously wounded the Champion. Pushing the scrawny official aside, the Hell Machine effortlessly suspends Danny over his head a second time. Springing to life, the Champion spins off Janus’ hands and slides down his back. Grabbing the big man around his legs on the way down, Danny pulls Janus to the canvas with a sudden sunset flip! Rather than stay seated for the pin, the Champion hastily scissors the Hell Machine’s bad wheel for the... Comet: Cross Kneebreaker! Riley: Even that loser Johnny Dangerous nearly beat Janus with that crazy judo move! Williams falls to the mat, stretching the Hell Machine’s leg out at a painful angle! Being trapped in the center of the ring, the situation looks hopeless for Janus but to the puzzlement of the fans and the Hell Machine, Williams releases the hold as quickly as he applied it. Back rolling to his feet, the Champion cooly shakes his finger at Janus as if to say,”I could go down this road but I don’t want too.” Riley: What the hell? He could have had Janus beat, what’s that idiot up to? Comet: I guess Janus’ bad leg won’t play a major role in the match after all. It would seem that citizen Williams doesn’t want to beat Janus because he’s injured, he wants to beat him because he’s better the man! Riley: Nonsense, when your enemy has a weakness, you attack it no questions asked especially if your up against a 7'2" monster with a hundred plus pound weight advantage. Comet: I don’t think it’s attacking a weakness that Williams’ has a problem with, he probably just doesn’t want to ride on the shoulders of others like Alan Clark who Janus can think for that bum knee. If Danny truly wants to be “the man” and prove to the world that he’s the best in the business than he’s done the right thing by choosing to cut his own path to victory. Riley: What a moron, he’ll pay for that arrogance. Knowing deep down that Williams did the right thing, the fans support their hero with a rousing chant of “Dan-e!” Feeling that he doesn’t need nor want Williams’ compassion, Janus rises to his feet with a snort. Turning a few circles around his Cyclopean challenger, Williams boldly instigates a collar elbow tie up. Using grease lighting quickness, Danny pulls the monster down into a side headlock. Not staying there for long, Janus runs Williams into the ropes, shooting him off his head! Hitting the ropes, Williams springs back at the Hell Machine against his will! Boom! Janus levels Danny with a devastating shoulder block, knocking the Champion clear out of his boots! Comet: Even with momentum on his side, citizen Williams can’t move the challenger. Riley: It’s like running into a concrete wall, the harder you hit it the worse it is for you. Grabbing Danny up by the wrist, the Hell Machine slings him off the cables with an Irish whip. Taking position in the center of the ring, Janus thrusts out his leg for the Big Boot! Having just tasted Janus’ foot wear two weeks ago, Danny smartly ducks underneath the High Kick, hitting the ropes a second time! Speeding back, Williams swings out his meaty arm, slamming a hard Lariat into the chest of the Hell Machine....to no effect! Comet: Williams’ Lariat may not “Freeze Hell Over” but it’s dropped everyone it ever hit until now. Riley: Should have gone after the leg, Danny. Not even close to being knocked off balance, Janus smiles down at Williams, daring him to try it again. Determined to wipe that smirk off the challenger’s face, the Champion runs back into the ropes, using them to propel himself forward a second time. Once more, Williams swings out his arm as hard as he can... Smack! but so does Janus who’s Lariat is well a little harder! Williams goes down in a cloud of sweat, while the repulsed fans let out a collective “ooooh!” Taunting the crowd, the Hell Machine does a double bicep pose as if the fans could forgot how big and strong he is. “Janus Sucks! Janus Sucks! Janus Sucks! ” Getting back to business, the Hell Machine pulls Williams upright and throws him back into the ropes. The Hell Machine swings up his leg, knocking the Champion goofy with the same Big Boot he intended to land a minute ago! Wham! Williams drunkenly wobbles in place, almost begging to be taking out of his misery. Winding up for a home run, Janus launches his feared Rolling Lariat! Swooooooooooooosh! Not letting anyone land the same combo twice in one life time, Williams ducks under Janus’ club like right arm letting the big man spin wildly out of control! Regaining his balance, the Hell Machine spins back around only to get blasted by the big white boots of the Champion! Janus teeters but not even a perfectly executed Dropkick can sweep him off his feel! Hustling to his feet, Williams drills the Hell Machine with a second Dropkick, backing the big man up a little further! The sudden sign of vulnerability sparks the interests of the crowd. Comet: It looks like citizen Williams may have found something that can take that invincible super villain off his feet! Knowing that he has to keep moving or it’s his ass, Danny scrambles back to a vertical base... Smaaaaack! only to get decapitated by a vicious Rolling Lariat! Channeling the spirit of Mr. Perfect, Williams does a full 450 spin before crash landing on the canvas in a lifeless heap. Running his thumb across his throat to signify that the Champion is finished, Janus drops down for the cover. One! Two! Far from done, the Champion energetically kicks out. Thinking he at least had the Champion down for a two1/2, Janus sits up with a surprised look on his face. Looking to keep Danny down for good, the Hell Machine pulls him to his feet and grabs him around the throat, positioning him for the Chokeslam! Comet: The last time Janus landed the Chokeslam it took citizen Williams out of a tag match for a considerable amount of time. Riley: So chances are it can keep him down for the three. Resisting Janus with every ounce of his strength, Williams squats as low to the canvas as he possibly can making it extremely difficult for the Hell Machine to get him up! Since he can’t throw Williams’ vertically, Janus tosses him horizontally, slinging the Champion into the turnbuckles with bone shattering force! Sucking up the pain in his back, Danny ricochets back, catching the big man off guard with a running elbow! Crack! The hard strike that has knocked out so many, merely causes Janus some discomfort. Hoping to increase Janus’ discomfort, Williams darts into the ropes, springing back with a second Running Elbow! Crack! This one moves Janus, knocking the Hell Machine back into the ropes. Sensing that the Hell Machine is hurt, the fans start to get anxious. So does Williams, who eagerly bounces back into the ropes, bulleting into Janus with a nasty Jumping Elbow! Holding his aching head, Janus slumps back into the ropes, needing them to stay on his feet. Comet: Danny’s gonna do it, he’s gonna floor the Hell Machine! Jogging back to the far side of the ring, a pumped up Danny Williams sprints across the ring, leaping head first at Janus with another Jumping Elbow! But the Hell Machine dips his head, elevating the soaring Champion over the top rope with a crafty Back Body Drop! SPLAT! The fans pop out of their chairs in shock as Danny takes a sickening spill to the floor, landing extremely hard on his back! Barely fazed by the Champion’s spirited assault, Janus calmly shakes the effects of the elbows off. Riley: Don’t be fooled Comet, Williams didn’t even come close to putting Janus down. Stalking Danny like the Terminator, the Hell Machine climbs to the outside in pursuit. Upon peeling Williams’ remains off the hard floor, Janus whips him into the guardrail with authority! Clank! Arching his back like an old man in need of a walker, Williams gingerly stumbles back at Janus who scoops him up like he’s weightless. The Hell Machine delivers a swift rib breaker to Williams before squashing him into the unforgiven floor with a brutal Powerslam! Comet: Crash and Burn on the floor! Riley: That’s a good way to puncture a lung. Jumping to his feet, Janus roars at the front roll fans in celebration. Knowing that he can’t win the title by a count, the Hell Machine lifts Danny up like a baby and rolls him into the ring. Hastily climbing back inside, Janus climbs on top of Williams’ broken body, hooking a leg for the pin. One! Two! The Champion meekly kicks out to a nice pop! Janus isn’t worried though, he knows that Williams is in bad shape even if he’s not ready to be taken out just yet. Moving at his own somber pace, Janus pulls Danny to his feet and fires him into the buckles! Unable to turn in time, Williams crashes into the turnbuckles chest first, nearly moving the ring from it’s foundation! Blam! Danny drops straight back to the canvas, clutching his chest like the wind has been legit knocked out of him. Taking his time, the Hell Machine walks around to Danny’s legs and tucks his boots under his armpits. Falling backwards, Janus catapults Williams into the ropes! Danny whiplashes back to the canvas, grotesquely impaling his lower back on the Hell Machine’s pointy bent knees! Needless to say, Danny is screaming in agony. Caught off by guard by the grisly spectacle, many of the more sensitive members of the audience bring their hands to their mouths in repulsion. Riley: Janus is a innovator of pain! Comet: Merciful heavens, I think Williams may have broken his back. Keeping the Champion’s boots tucked under his arms, Janus rolls Williams on to his stomach and sits back for the Boston Crab. In unbearable pain, the Champion’s tortured screams echo through the Cities Center. Encouraging his victim to give up, Janus screams back,”Give it up, Danny!” Not knowing the meaning of the word quit, Williams shakes his head in defiance. Sympathizing with the ailing Champion, the crowd begins to dramatically chant.. “Let’s go Danny, let’s go!” clap!clap! clap!clap!clap! “Let’s go Danny, let’s go!” Exposing every indenture in his muscular upper body, Williams pushes himself off the mat, easing the pressure on his creaking back. Walking on his hands, Danny labors his way to the ropes. Soapdish orders the break but Janus could care less. “Boooooooooooooooooooooo!” The official starts the count, forcing the Hell Machine to release the Crab or suffer a d.q. loss. Janus shoots Soapdish an evil glare as he rises back to his full height, a look that will no doubt haunt the official’s nightmares for years to come. Riley: What determination from the challenger, not even the rules are gonna get in his way. Comet: Determination like that could end up getting Janus disqualified and if that happens, no title. Letting the near crippled Williams pull himself up with the ropes, Janus grabs the agonizing Champion by his wrist and whips him for what has to be the tenth time tonight. Refusing to cooperate with whips anymore, Williams hangs on to the Hell Machine’s arm, pulling him into a jaw shattering short arm elbow! The fans bring some positive feedback as the big man finds himself wobbled. Holding his back and grimacing, the Champion takes off for the ropes. Sticking with what works, Williams rockets forward for another running elbow but the Hell Machine catches him by his legs.... Ka-boom! and slams him into the canvas with a ring shaking Spinebuster! The impact folds Danny in half, allowing the Hell Machine to casually lean over him for the pin. One! Two! .............. Williams uses his mule like legs to push the big man off of him! Warming up though they never really got that cold, the Illinoisans madly stomp their feet, creating a rumble that could be measured on the Richter scale. Riley: Janus is getting closer, Comet. It’s taking Danny longer and longer to kick out. Comet: Thus far this match has been all Janus, who I don’t believe has even been knocked off his feet once. Shaking his injured leg out a little, Janus decides that it’s time to take this baby home. Flexing his impressive shoulder muscles, the Hell Machine does the classic Hulk Hogan pose, signifying his deadly bear hug. Snatching the Champion up by his hair, Janus once again propels him into the ropes. The Hell Machine spreads his long arms out to full wing span, setting a dangerous trap for the Champion. Comet: Here comes the Hell Crush! But Williams intelligently throws a wrench in the challenger’s gears by leaping on to the second rope with cat like agility! Springboarding back at the Hell Machine, Williams rockets into the big man with the reverse elbow from hell! At long last, Janus is on his back while in contrast the fans come to their feet! Comet: JANUS IS DOWN! JANUS IS DOWN! Riley: Calm down their superhero man that was just a balance knockdown, nothing significant. Williams is aching but he knows he has to get his ass in gear and capitalize off his sudden turn of fortune. Rolling out on to the ring apron, Williams ascends the turnbuckles step by painful step. Wincing as he balances himself on the top rope, the Champion gracefully dives at the challenger as he hurries to his feet! Flying through the air with cosmic potency, Williams drags the giant off his feet with a grisly Diving Neckbreaker Drop! Comet: By taking to the skies like a superhero, citizen Williams has finally found some success against the Hell Machine! Crawling on top of the stunned challenger, Williams hooks one of his heavy legs for the pin. One! In a scary moment, Janus literally bench presses the Champion off his chest, launching him damn near across the ring. Comet: What a heart breaker, the Hell Machine doesn’t appear to be fazed at all from citizen Williams’ high flying attack. Riley: If Danny wants to keep Janus down for anything longer than a two, he’s gonna have to put him through a glass table. Massaging his sore throat, the Hell Machine sluggishly sits up when the Champion grabs him around the neck for the Buffalo Sleeper. The fans are on the edge of their seats as Danny struggles to pull the big man’s arm back so he can complete the hold. Reaching up with his free hand, Janus grabs Williams by his hair and pulls him off his back with a snapmare type maneuver. Riley: Nice counter wrestling from the Hell Machine, this guy can do it all. Comet: I don’t think hair pulling qualifies as counter wrestling. Riley: Well I would like to know what does. Ignoring Soapdish’s warning about the hair pulling, the Hell Machine slowly climbs to his feet when Danny comes ducking behind him, clamping his hands around his head with a suffocating Sleeperhold! Manically thrashing his arms about, Janus searches for the ropes but none are to be found. It isn’t long before the Hell Machine’s legs start to become very heavy, too heavy for him to stand. Being bleed of his energy, Janus comically flops on his ass, allowing Williams to finally trap him in the Buffalo Sleeper! Comet: He’s got it locked on now, this could be all she wrote for the challenger! Riley: If the Hell Machine can manage not to breathe until he reaches the ropes than there’s still hope. For the first time in the match, Janus wiggles and squirms as if damage is being inflicted upon him. Unable to remember the last time somebody escaped the deadly hold, the noisy fans come to their feet, praying that the monster will finally be slain. With his snake like tongue flicking in the breeze, a gagging Janus urgently slithers his way to the ropes. Riley: That didn’t take long, I told you Janus was never in any real danger. Quickly releasing the hold, Williams snap mares the challenger back into the center of the ring where he hastily reapplies the hold. Comet: No but he may be in danger now. For lack of anything better to do, the Hell Machine stomps his feet into the canvas while frantically prying at Williams’ arm. Really working the hold, Williams twists Janus from side to side, squeezing the blood out of his brain as casually as one would rinse a mop. Despite fighting a losing battle to stay awake, Janus refuses to quit, taking his chances with the approaching oblivion instead. The crowd is going crazy as the Hell Machine quietly grows limp in Williams’ arms. Comet: He’s out! Janus is out! Riley: Williams couldn’t make him submit so now he’s gonna have to cowardly take him out while he’s sleeping. I think Janus deserves better than that. Just to make sure the Hell Machine’s out, Williams keeps the hold applied a littler longer before eventually releasing him for the desperate pin attempt. Super hot, the crowd eagerly screams along with the official’s count. “One!” “Tw-NO!” Janus shockingly kicks out from underneath Williams before Soapdish can even bring his hand down a second time! Comet: Unbelievable, the move that put down so many couldn’t even register a two against the Hell Machine! Riley: Danny simply does not have the type of artillery necessary to defeat Janus, even if he was to attack his leg it probably wouldn’t make a difference. This guy is unbeatable. Even though he was able to kick out rather quickly, Janus is far too weak to do anything threatening for the time being. Falling back to the canvas in despair, a worn down and battered Danny Williams rests on his back, contemplating his next move. Knowing that it’s a long shot, the Champion comes to the conclusion that there’s only move he has left that can possibly keep the beast down for the three. Letting out an emotional roar, Williams grabs the Hell Machine by his hair and stuffs his head between his legs. Comet: The Champion, looking for the POWERBOMB! Riley: Impossible, there isn’t a man in this fed that has the strength to Powerbomb Janus. Comet: Actually, Dace Night did it some time ago. Riley: Yeah but Janus has gotten a lot heavier since than, not to mention that Williams is a lot smaller than Dace. Wrapping his arms around Janus’ wide frame, a worried Danny Williams looks to the fans for support. Giving Danny all the help he needs, the Illinois crowd heats up to the boiling point. Knowing that this isn’t going to be easy, the Champion readies himself for what will no doubt be one of the hardest Powerbombs he’ll ever have to deliver. Jumping the gun, camera flashes go off like machine gun fire. Finally, the Champion throws caution to the wind and channels every ounce of strength in his compact frame into one powerful lift! “Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”cries Williams as he dead lifts the 360 pound Hell Machine off the canvas. The monster effort pays off as the Champion lifts the seven footer all the way up to his shoulders, but to his horror he can’t keep him balanced. As a result Williams tragically collapses underneath the challenger, who lands on his chest with a bone crushing Lou Thesz Press! The fans watch on in terror as Soapdish starts the count. One! Two! ............ Williams wiggles out from underneath the tyrant! Finding their seats, the crowd lets out a giant collective sigh of relief. Riley: Haha, I told you he couldn’t do it. Comet: Citizen Williams has always relied on his heart to make the impossible possible, however there some things that not even the strongest of wills can overcome. A bit drowsy, a sleepy eyed Hell Machine smacks himself around a little, waking himself up. Taking position in a near by corner, Janus squats down like a defensive lineman eagerly anticipating the snap. Making a foolish mistake, Williams stumbles to his feet, totally unaware of the human freight train rumbling towards him. Blam! The Hell Machine spears Williams into the canvas with a rib shattering Gore that is so ferocious that it nearly causes Janus to do a handstand! Roaring like a angry predator, Janus snatches the squashed Champion up, clamping his massive arms around him for the Bearhug! Comet: THE HELL CRUSH!!! Riley: Williams is finished, nobody escapes the Hell Crush! The eyes of the Hell Machine glow with intensity as he jumps up and down like a lunatic, using all his unearthly power to crush the Champion into nothing. As if he’s dying the most painful of deaths, the Champion fills the arena with the sound of disturbing blood curdling screams. Sympathizing with Danny, Soapdish comes close to stopping the match but the Champion practically begs him to let it continue. Remembering how they helped Danny escape the Boston Crab not too long ago, the crowd attempts to repeat history by cheering him through this dire situation as well. “Dan-e!” boom! boom! “Dan-e!” boom! boom! Feeding off the energy of the crowd like some sort of sonic vampire, Williams starts to hulk up. The crowd get’s louder as a grunting Danny Williams starts to rigorously free his trapped arms from the bear hug. Putting a stop to this comeback, the Hell Machine increases the pressure, squeezing the second wind out of Williams. The Champion tries to fight through it but he’s powerless to prevent Janus’ superior strength from overwhelming him. Blacking out, Danny ceases to struggle, slowly becoming as limp as a noodle. All this squeezing is taking a toll on Janus as well, who’s having problems keeping the hold as tight as it needs to be. Comet: Citizen Williams is trying to power out of the Hell Crush but his body just won’t let him. Riley: You don’t get points for effort, Comet. Ring the bell, the Champion is finished. Feeling the Champion’s beating heart slow to a near stand sill, a weary sweat soaked Janus orders the official to stop the match. Soapdish investigates the lifeless Champion, coming to the conclusion that he’s passed out. Not exactly able to do the arm raise, Soapdish loudly counts while holding up his fingers. Mourning the loss of their hero, the Cities Center becomes as quiet as a tomb. “One!” “Two!” ............... “Thre-NO!” Soapdish stops himself as Williams returns to life with a snarling birth cry! Re-animated, the crowd goes into hysterics. Shaking his head in disbelief, an exhausted Janus attempts to crush the third wind out of the Champion but his strained muscles won’t let him. Riley: This is impossible, he was dead and buried a second ago! Comet: Some things can’t be explained, Bobbo. Riley: What a cop out. Behaving like a lunatic on PCP, a deranged Danny Williams slips his arms out from Janus’ boa constrictor like meat hooks, freeing them at long last. The fans enthusiastically count along as Williams rocks the big man with ten straight close range forearms, forcing Janus to release him from his kung fu grip! Craaack! Enjoying his new found freedom, Williams slams a beautiful reverse elbow into the Hell Machine’s temple, causing the big man to stumble on the heels of his boots. Looking to finish Janus off, the Champion elegantly spins at him, launching the feared... Comet: ROLLING ELBOW! which is sadly blocked! Countering like Holyfield, Janus slams a straight right down Danny’s throat, dropping the Champion like a sack of bricks which in turn silences the screaming fans! Comet: NO, THE KNUCKLE BOMB! Riley: Williams was out before he even hit the canvas! Suffering from the aftereffects of an elbow barrage, Janus leans against the ropes for support, summoning enough power for one final run. Getting his head back on straight, the Hell Machine crawls on top of the motionless Champion, blanketing him for the pin. One! Two! ............ THREE! NO! Williams shoots a shoulder off the mat! Amazed by the remarkable resilience of the Champion, the fans create a rumbling that can be heard for miles. Obviously frustrated, the Hell Machine slams his fist into the canvas while shouting swear words. Angrily dragging Williams up by his throat, Janus lifts him up by one hand and in one fluid motion.... KA-BOOM! throws him down with bad intentions! Comet: THE CHOKESLAM! The Champion is nothing but a corpse but Janus oddly refuses to go for the cover. Instead, the Hell Machine suspiciously steps over the top rope, climbing out on to the thin ring apron. To the puzzlement of the fans, Janus awkwardly scales the turnbuckles like only few big men can. Riley: What the hell is doing, why doesn’t he just cover Danny and get it over with? Comet: It would seem as if he’s going to take this opportunity to go for the kill, put the final nail in the Champion’s coffin as they would say. Riley: This is stupid if you ask me, there’s no need for Janus to try a high risk maneuver like this. Even though he doesn’t look to comfortable on the top rope, Janus manages to maintain his balance. Thousands upon thousands of blue camera flashes explode around the ring as the Hell Machine leaps off the top rope, expanding his arms and legs for a surprisingly graceful Frog Splash! KA-BOOM! The ring nearly implodes as Janus hits the high risk maneuver, crushing the Champion into dust! Comet: HE HIT IT! Riley: I KNEW HE COULD DO IT! Fearing that this is the end, the fans watch in stony silence as Soapdish slides to the canvas and starts the count. One! Two! ................ THREE! NO! Even though he has the face of a dead man, Danny wiggles a shoulder off the mat, stopping the count in the nick of time! Overjoyed, the overzealous fans are literally dancing in the aisles. Comet: What will it take to keep the Champion down!? Riley: Janus hasn’t even come close to opening up on Williams , he’s still got plenty of things to pull out of his bag of tricks. This guy’s move set is so deep he needs a submarine to find a lot of his moves. Bringing his hands to his face in disgust, Janus rolls over on his back while the thousands in attendance scream the name of his opponent at the top of their lungs. “Dan-e! Dan-e! Dan-e!” Wearing a pained expression on his face, Danny sluggishly rolls to the outside, free falling to the arena floor. Totally spent, the Hell Machine crawls out after him with a groan. Pulling the limp Champion up by his tights and hair, Janus tosses him back inside. Wiping some sweat off his brow, the Hell Machine slowly climbs up on to the ring apron only to find that Danny has already rolled out the other side of the ring. Comet: Like we’ve seen him do so many times, the Champion is smartly creating as much distance as possible between himself and the challenger, buying himself some much needed recovery time. Riley: He’s just delaying the inevitable, there’s no way in hell he can come back from the beating he’s absorbed. Painstakingly jogging to the other side of the ring, the very annoyed Janus stomps the hell out of Danny before slinging him back into the ring. Stomping back inside, the Hell Machine forces Williams to his feet, setting him up for another Chokeslam! Crack! Williams catches the Hell Machine off guard with a back elbow, freeing himself. Riley: Oh come on, Janus you got more moves than the Chokeslam. What are you, the Thugg now? Comet: I guess he figures that if it can stun Danny long enough for him to climb to the top rope, surely it can stun him long enough for another risky move. Besides, another Chokeslam on it’s own might be enough to end the Champion’s night anyway. Williams is hanging by a thread here. Unable to stand up on his own, the Champion drops to his knees. Jumping straight up into the air, the Hell Machine drops his hulking leg across the neck of the sprawled out Champion! Jerking Danny right back, Janus goes for another Chokeslam! Fighting like his life depends on it, the Champion lunges into the sanctuary of the ropes. However, Janus cleverly brings up his boot and kicks off the top rope, springing himself and Williams back into the center of the ring! Riley: Brilliant move, I told this guy was genius! Taking advantage of Danny’s sudden misfortune, the Hell Machine drags the Champion up by his throat! Falling back on his wrestling skills, Williams busts out a swank arm drag from out of nowhere, flipping the huge behemoth over his shoulder! Comet: But the Champion still will not allow himself to be Chokeslammed again! A bit dizzy, the Hell Machine lumbers to his feet and upon spotting Williams, takes a big swing at him. Bringing up his arm, Danny nimbly blocks the Knuckle Bomb meant for his face! Confusing the Hell Machine with a cute little spin, the Champion blasts the big man with his trademark Rolling Elbow! Craaaaaack! Janus blows back into the ropes, only to stumble back at Williams with his last breath! Craaaaaaaack! Briskly performing a 360 spin, Williams catches the Hell Machine with a second Rolling Elbow! Relieved of his senses, Janus teeters, staggers, stumbles, and finally going down conclusively! Rubber legged, the Champion crumbles to the canvas while the crowd goes into jubilation! Comet: WITH TWO ROLLING ELBOWS, DANNY WILLIAMS HAS KNOCKED OUT THE HELL MACHINE! Empty headed, Janus aimlessly crawls around the canvas, eventually finding his way to the ropes, using them to pull himself back up. Riley: He’s not knocked out yet, Comet, the Hell Machine is still going strong! Swaying from side to side, Williams forcefully persuades himself to get on his feet and make chase. Getting his feet underneath him, the Hell Machine turns off the ropes.. CRACK! walking into the hardest Rolling Elbow yet! Like a hacked down tree, Janus timbers back to the canvas, where he ultimately remains! In horrible shape, Danny drops to his knees, doubting if he has the energy to carry on. There’s no lack of energy in the crowd though, in fact the fans are louder than they’ve ever been. Comet: For the first time tonight, citizen Williams has truly hurt the Hell Machine! Riley: He may have hurt him but I don’t think he has enough left in the tank to finish him. Instead of growing stronger, Williams appears to grow weaker as if the toll of the match has finally caught up with him. Unable to go on, Danny sinks further to the mat but the fans won’t let him die. Egging Williams on, the fans began to endlessly chant... “Dan-e! Dan-e! Dan-e!” Picking up steam, the chant gets louder and louder with each passing second. Thanks to the Illinoisan’s support, Williams finds the courage and strength to finish the match. Making a tight fist, the trembling Champion wills his way to a vertical base. Groggier than a drunk Scotsmen, the Hell Machine tries to get up as well but his legs cave in, sending him on a one way trip back to the canvas. Raising his arms over his head, a fired up Danny Williams links his hands together, signaling the Powerbomb. Shaking and twitching, Williams pumps himself up for the big lift. Riley: Didn’t this idiot learn anything the first time around, if he couldn’t get him up earlier in the match when he was fresher how can you expect to get him up later in the match after he’s done absorbed so much punishment? Comet: But he’s got that adrenaline going now, Bobbo. Once that magical fluid gets released into your veins, anyone can become a superhero! Riley: Were still talking about adrenaline right? Stuffing Janus’ head between his legs, Williams confidently positions the Hell Machine for his favorite finisher. Coming to their feet for the millionth time tonight, the screaming fans raise the roof like never before. Huffing and puffing, Danny Williams summons power from the noisy fans, from himself, from god knows where. Knowing that he can’t get Janus up by lifting with his back alone, the Champion squats extremely low to the canvas, so low that he’s practically sitting down. Gaining momentum, Danny bobs up and down, getting himself even more fired up. Cheering Danny on, the fans do the impossible and raise the volume several more notches. Deciding that it’s now or never, Williams gives it a try! Every vein in the Champion’s body explodes out of his skin as he heaves Janus off the canvas with a strenuous scream of effort! “RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” In a surreal moment that will outlive every active wrestler on the roster, Williams flips the 360+ pound monstrosity off the canvas and on to his shoulders. Maintaining his balance this time around, the Champion doubles over, slamming the big man into the mat! The Hell Machine bounces off the shock resistant ring, nearly shaking the Cities Center to it’s foundation. Riley: HOLY SHIT! Comet: HE DID IT! HE DID IT! POWERBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMB!!!!!!!!! It’s total pandemonium in the stands as Williams leans over the Hell Machine’s folded carcass for the pin. With ear bleeding proficiency, the fans screech along with the count. “ONE!” “TWO!” .................. “THREE!” Barely able to contain himself, Soapdish hops and down as he calls for the bell! DING! DING! DING! Not even the wildest of riots can come close to the insanity that has erupted in the Cities Center, it is without question a celebration for the ages! Totally strung out, Williams rolls over on the comfortable canvas, unable to move another inch. Making the victory official, Soapdish leans down, raising Danny’s arm in triumphant. Funyon: The winner of the match by pinfall at 22 minutes and 43 seconds...........AND STILL SWF WORLD CHAMPION.................DANNY WILLIAMSsssssssssssssssssss!!!! Retrieving the belt, Soapdish lays it across the immobile Champion, who cradles it like it’s his own child. Leaving their chairs behind, the gargantuan crowd swarms the ring side area to get a closer look at the Champion that they are convinced is more than human. Comet: Never before have I seen such an incredible feat of strength! A legend has born tonight, Danny Williams is a true super hero! Riley: Thanks to the miracle of steroids, Danny Williams has went from a lowly junior to a Heavyweight Champion that Powerbombs 7 footers. I smell a movie in the works. The Hell Machine is still unconscious, drawing the attention of the ring side paramedics. Making his way to a vertical base, a sweaty Danny Williams rises to his knees, dramatically shaking his head from side to side. Raising the belt over his head, Danny parades around the ring, probably having delusions of godhood but you know, he’s earned it. The heroic power chords of In Flames adds to the scene, making it that much more dramatic and powerful. . Comet: Well fans, it’s been a night to remember. We’ve seen every law of psychics broken, we’ve seen bones broken, we’ve seen giants Powerbombed, and now it’s time to say good night. I’m Cyclone COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMET!!! Riley: And I’m disgusted. Comet: See you next week fans.

Again in my defense... In a tag match, Lyger when he was still a junior drifting around 205 or so, Powerbombed Hashimoto who at the time was about 300 pounds. Hash isn't an athletic evenly distrubuted 300 either. If that can happen, than yes I think Williams/Janus is possible. Considering that Janus is lean, athletic and probably a much better bumper than Hash and that a roid freak like Danny is much stronger than Lyger. If the "many others" have seen crazy shit like that, than I don't think they would be so quick to write it off. Though actually it was watching Steven Williams' 94 Powerbomb bumps for smaller guys that really made it seem possible for me. He would kind of jump up and turn himself around, essentially Powerbombing himself. It looked great, being that Janus is younger and most likely more athletic than Dr. Death, I could picture him doing that. This isn't just something I just decided to do, I did put alot of thought and research into it. If I didn't think it was possible, I wouldn't have wrote it. Why I make such a big deal is because you can expect to see more stuff like this in the future and I want to clear it up right now that YES it's possible. Besides is it really more far fetched as Willimas falling out of the ring with Janus landing on top of him on the floor. If Janus can take a Dangerous German, than I think he can take a Powerbomb bump. Anyway, any crazy thing you can think of that seems impossible has most likely happened before somewhere. Even Andre was body slammed twice before he ever stepped in the ring with Hogan. It was Vader/Inoki that gave me that idea. Inoki getting a shoulder up off the Vader Moonsault. After seeing that, I don't have a problem with it. Despite escaping it, I think I put the Frog Splash over well. Two bails is probably the max before it becomes tedious selling. If it's put over well, than there isn't a problem. I find the Screw Driver and Emeral Frosion to be far more deadlier moves. Disagree. But I thank you for explaining yourself. I think it's very productive and helpful to see where the marker and writer disagree.

This is a another one that I still don't understand why I lost.

But with all the talk of what's appropriate and not appropriate for a main event I think it should have been a factor. Janus did a good job of capturing that with the entrances but I think there was nothing about the actual match that jumped out as being Main Event special or important especially the last two anit-climatic transitions. I don't see how it's more far fetched than a 7'2 360 pound man taking a head bump from a Release German. It's also suppose to be something that Williams isn't expected to be capable of doing, that's what makes it dramatic and impacting. However it's not so far out of reach that idea of hitting it is impossible, it's just the right mix. It's just the one instance and just because the commentary parodies the action doesn't mean the actual action was saitre. Everyone uses the commentary for comic relief at some point. I don't see how a brief break in serious play by play is that big of a deal. That's all cool, I'm just venting because I'm terribly disappointed with the final decision and I don't entirely understand why the other match was chosen.

I'm gonna have to disagree but no matter how hard I try to be subjective my opinion will of course have a slight biased. I don't want to stir up emotions or anything and I hate to come off like a sore loser because when I feel the better man won I do awknowledge it or just shut up(see Kibagami's victory over me). I don't know, Janus' match just doesn't strike me as having the same big Main Event feel or importance to it. No not at all. The only real Hulk Hoganism is the great sense of timing that is used to maxmize my fictional audiences response, truely Hogan's greatest asset. This was the real Hogan influence on my match, not the selling or goofiness. Of course there's the super human feat of strength at the finish which I feel is crucial to the direction I wish to take Willaims as Champion. If he's too be a memorable Champion, his first defense must be larger than life, historical even. Besides, if Lyger can Powerbomb Hashimoto's fat ass, certaintly a guy as big as Williams could Powerbomb a tall lean guy if he could take the bump. The super human baby face comeback in the Bearhug is not so much a Hoganism as it's a traditional spot used in the majority of U.S. wrestling. It's not terribly complex or brilliant, but it's solid and I feel that giving the tone of the match it was appropriate. Before the final transition, there are two bails to the outside and three counters(two Chokeslams and the Knuckle Bomb). Even after that, Williams sells alot inbetween the Rolling Elbows. That's not Hulk Hogan, that's Misawa(when he was great). In fact, it's almost overselling considering Janus never used none of his true deadly moves in the final run( Emerald Frosion, Screwdriver). Truth be told, Williams beating wasn't that severe to began with. The Chokeslam, Knucklebomb aren't true finishers and I didn't take Janus' Frog Splash so much as an Ace(TD 91) than just a rare move he doesn't do becaues he's big. I took as being less powerful than the Emerald Frosion which Danny actually takes in Janus match only to brush off when he argues with the ref. It's no Screwdriver either. The only real instance of that is the bearhug, which I think warranted some saitre like comments. To have the commentators provide a rational explanation for the super baby face comeback would have been even more comedic and goofy. I was really just trying to create a modernized 80s big Main Event style match. I guess that somehow got misunderstood.

I’ll comment on Janus’ match since it’s the only I’ve read for obvious reasons. The start was good, leading up to the Spinebuster. Confused by the Dropkick though, if Janus didn’t attempting the Leg Drop yet than the flow and timing there is pretty off. It would just be like Janus delivering the move only for Danny to stand up and dropkick him, while the Hell Machine just stands there waiting for it. The leg work is solid psychology but I don’t think the way it’s executed plays well into the heel/face dynamic of the characters. It could possibly work if it wasn’t sold as an injury coming in but with the brace and all it just seems so heelish for Danny to go about attacking it the way he does. Remember Bret Hart did this against Nash in 95 and ended up getting huge heel heat for it, and he was the baby face David of the match. I don’t know if I like Williams popping up after the Gore, thanks to Goldberg I have it in imbedded in my head that it’s a pretty big bomb. However if you use it as a basic running attack as one would casually use a Shoulderblock or something than it’s a good sequence that flows exceptionally well. The application of the Doushime Sleeper was wonderfully written, giving me the image in my head of how Kawada used it apply it. I think the bump to the floor was a little over the top, didn’t Foley badly injure himself taking a similar pancake bump from Vader in WCW? Loved Williams getting pressed slammed back into the ring, at one point planned on using that spot myself. The build to the Chokeslam was well done with the numerous teases leading up to it, very Taue-esque. I like the releasing of the Bearhug and the count there after, gives Williams more of an opportunity to sell than he had in my match. Though it wouldn’t have worked in match since it would have screwed up the timing of the big final heat segment. Good to see the big German transition follow the heat segment, it’s always important to follow the climax of the face in peril with a transition of some sort. Even if it’s just a small burst of offense you have to take advantage of the built up crowd heat no matter what. Eh, The Rolling Elbow/Knuckle Bomb collision is one of those things that looks good on paper but in real life it would look like a fuck up. Not a big fan of the “back down the ref” transition at the end, especially after a finisher nor the one move transition that finishes it. Nice to see the Top Rope Elbow Drop used as a nearfall, would have loved to use it myself had I found a place for it. Liked a lot of things, didn’t like some other things. Solid effort regardless and a vastly different approach from mine, where as Janus did more bumping here, did more selling and the David/Goliath dynamic wasn’t as utilized as much in favor of a more straight singles match storyline.

How can a Hulk Hogan style epic not be appropriate for the Main Event? Which was more in terms of match structure and role of the crowd rather than a literal sense though the Powerbomb at the end was defiently my answer to the Andre slam. I don't think the baby face Champion working over an injured leg was appropriate either, a little too predictable for my tastes as well.

No, I wasn't implying that. I was more or less implying that Gang of Four-Entertainment and Big Black-Songs About Fucking have about as much right to be on a punk list as Wire-Pink Flag does.