Coffin Surfer

Aside from the fact he won, Vitali looked like he could still use some improvement. Until the end he was mostly fighting one handed(only looking to land the right), while using a pawing kitty kat jab. Where was the solid hard jab he used on Lewis last year? The Left Hook was absent for most of the fight as well. However, once he did start to use both hands properly the fight was over fast. Sure, Sanders apparently has a decent chin, but Vitali's problem appeared to be in his attack rather than Sander's defense. Though he was never in any danger of being knocked out, Vitali did take a couple of big shots that he didn't have to take. He had a giant reach advantage on the guy, but often fought him on the inside. And against a better fighter(though there sadly isn't alot), his back paddling when he takes a inside shot could eventually get him in trouble. He needs to learn how to tie smaller guys up on the inside a little better, which is what big guys suppose to do.

The way it's worded, I thought he was just sayng that 95-2001 was his favorite period. Still, I'd take 92 or over any of those years too.

I know nothing about that, but it's pretty obvious the fans love the gajins when for years they were the biggest draws and at times have had more fan support than the natives. Ever see Can Am Connection vs. Footlose 6/5/89? The fans are clearly behind the Can Ams, while they "boo" the hell out of Kawada and Fuyuki who are playing the roles of the heels.

I'd go with 92 easily, thanks to the awesome Dangerous Alliance Angle, Vader, and of course the staggering number of excellent matches the year produced such as: Sting vs. Cactus Jack Beach Blast '92 Jushin Liger vs. Brian Pillman Superbrawl '92 Shane Douglas & Ricky Steamboat vs. Barry Windham & Brian Pillman Starrcade '92 Sting vs. Vader GAB '92 Sting vs. Vader Starrcade '92 Barry Windham & Dustin Rhodes vs. Larry Zbysko & Steve Austin Superbrawl '92 Wargames 92 91 and 93 had some good stuff too.

But the fans loved the "evil gagins", Hansen would jump in the crowd, scare little kids and chase them around, but they would still cheer him. Most of the gagins also didn't have an "Anit-Japan" or even "Pro-U.S.A" alliance, they were just there to kick ass and do crazy shit. This is just from what I've seen in All Japan. In the early 90's, Taue and Kawada were more heelish than the majority of the gagins.

Just the finish? The match itself is nearly unwatchable, especially the uber boring headlocks from hell.

Eh that's not really accurate depending on how you play with words. Takayama, Yasuda, Taue and probably a few others are all taller in the 6'4"-6'5" range. And there's plenty of guys in the 6'3" range. There's not alot, but there's still a decent number.

Yes, tons of fun. I also feel strangely superior to you and I have a uncontrolable urge to make as many enemies as possible. I had no idea this country was free, but I'll take your word for it. I don't have a hot temper, but I do lift weights for vanity purposes. "A harmless question that does nobody any harm" Yes, this thread does do harm. For starters, it helps to reinforce the myth that Japanese wrestling is an alien entity that should be seperated from North American wrestling. This is a riff that is not needed when trying to open people's minds. I also stated that it's not a good idea to try to throw everything together into two genres based on the side of the ocean it came from. For instance, 80s NWA has more in common with pre Choysu All Japan than it does with WCW or WWF. ex: Steamboat/Flair is closer in style to Jumbo/Funk than it is Hart/Austin. You just can't look at things in black and white like that, nothing good will come of it. And like I said in my original post, who cares what country the matches happened in? "I hate woman's wrestling, period, so I couldn't even finish one joshi match. " Aside from the wrestler's sex, what is so vastly different about it?

If your sick please lay down, take a nap, and cease from starting horrific threads like this. Once again, if this is a question of style preference it's incredibly ignorant to stuff everything into two vague categories based on what contintent or island they happen to take place on. Once again, you have stuff like M-Pro which has more in common with North American Lucha than All Japan or New Japan. Now if this is asking people which country do they prefer to be the setting for their rassling, than it's still pretty lame and narrow minded. Why should the country the matches take place in matter? On the otherhand, if your asking what side of the ocean did the best matches take place on or you know if your into that whole "it's my personal opinion" stuff than what side of the ocean do you think the best matches took place at? Than I would go with Japan. And surprise, surprise, I also grew up on North American wrestling too. That doesn't mean anything, since just about everybody else here did too. I don't think there's too many people in America or anywhere outside of Asia who was raised on Japanese wrestling. I still have no problem connecting with wrestling that takes place outside of this country. Because, it's still wrestling afterall. The only people I see being turned off by the language barrier are the casual fans. I don't believe I've ever seen a wrestler as emotional or invovling as Akira Hokuto, I don't give a damn if she has female reproduction organs or speaks another language.

12/3/93 review This is Chris' 12/3/93 review as well two other matches between the teams. But yeah, both matches are classics, and for the most part don't even require alot of backstory to enjoy.

Ugh... It's all pro style wrestling, who cares what country it's in. If were talking about different styles, than you might as well divide the puro category up into.. Strong Style King's Road Juniors Joshi The Lucha influenced MPro stuff ....etc. and even than it's pretty unfair to write certain promotions off as just one style since you have guys like Kawada and Lyger who would occassionally break away from the usual formula. You also have the problem of evolving styles. Than you would have to break up North America into multiple styles because it's stupid to put Lucha and McMahon style in the same genre because they happen to occur on the same continent. With that said, the best wrestling matches I've seen did happen in Japan.

Edit by Grand Slam: Since I had the finisahed match I thought I'd be a kind fellow and paste it in here... A deep rumble like thunder breaks across the New Jersey crowd, as thousands and thousands of feet beat off the arena floor, the crowd ready for more as the show returns from a break. The ever present sea of signs and banners can been see all around in the crowd, including a four row high, full colour image of six man tag main even line up. Funyon climbs the ring steps and ducks under the ropes once again, making his way to the middle of the ring to announce the next match up. Comet: Welcome back citizens to SWF Smarkdown. We’ve still got an action packed main event to come, but right now, we’re got the return of an old team. Riley: I’m really starting to think Danny Williams is the next Terry Funk. He leaves after Va’aiga beats him for the World Title. He comes back for that match against Dace and now he’s back again. Comet: Well, this is Pro Wrestling. Sometimes you just can’t leave it alone. Look at me, I’m back as close to the action as I can be. Riley: Yes, and what a joy that is for all of us. Still, Danny will be covered in ring rust, and Dace has lost to Toxxic and Alan Clark back to back. So he’s not in the best of shape either. Comet: Well, it’s the team with the experience and history, versus the fresh and ready up and comers. We’ll have to wait to see how this one turns out. Funyon: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest will be a tag team match for one fall. Introducing firstly, at a combined weight of four hundred and forty six pounds …… JIMMY ‘THE DEMON’ LISTON AND TOXXIC …… PSYCHOLOGICAL WARFARE! Progenies Of The Great Apocalypse screams into life as the ramp is lit up by a shower of white pyro and then a huge red explosion. A huge chorus of booing rumbles of the screams of guitars as Toxxic and Liston stand side by side at the top of the ramp. Striding down to the ring, playing to the crowd’s jeering, the two stand in the ring under a red spotlight, taunting the fans. Funyon: And their opponents, at a combined weight of four hundred and ninety five pounds…… DACE NIGHT AND DANNY WILLIAMS! The Jester’s Dance kicks into life as a massive roar explodes from the crowd and a near deafening chant of ‘DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E!’ Standing at the top of the ramp, Dace and Danny grin at each other then the crowd. Strolling down the ramp, the present and former leaders of the Unholy Trinity climb the ring apron and throw their arms up to the crowd. Glaring across the ring at Toxxic, Dace draws a line across his throat, before point at Toxxic and then Danny. Stepping into the ring, Williams moves towards Toxxic as Soapdish rings the opening bell. DING! DING! DING! Upon getting a closer look at the lipstick wearing pretty boy that he will be facing, Williams face twists with signs of disgust. The fans are going totally crazy as they are continuously chanting, ‘DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E!’ over and over again with no signs of stopping. Infuriated by the audience’s lack of faith, Toxxic shouts back to the fans, ‘Prepare to be proved wrong!’ However, the crowd is so damn loud that the catch phrase gets lost in the breeze. Lunging forward, Toxxic instigates a collar elbow tie up. The little guy wiggles and squirms all over the place, frantically attempting to gain an advantage. Despite Toxxic obviously putting forth a monster effort, Williams casually shoves him to the canvas with authority! Growling like some great beast, Williams shows off his muscles with an intimidating Hulk Hogan pose causing the cheers of the crowd to swell to ear bleeding volumes! Sitting in front of Danny on his ass, Toxxic nervously pulls his head back, almost as if he’s worried that it’s going to get bitten off. Comet: This place is electric, never have I heard a crowd so loud! Thank heavens, I have ear plugs under this mask, otherwise their screams would be too much for my super human ears to take! Riley: I’m surprised these brain dead idiots can even remember who Danny Williams is. Red faced with a combination of rage and embarrassment, Toxxic jumps to his feet, and brushes himself off. Slowing things down, Toxxic stalls a little, aimlessly pacing back and forth, while Williams is forced to wait on him. Finally, Toxxic decides to inch his way back towards the powerhouse that stands before him. As he creeps closer to Williams, the straight edger carefully extends his hands for another grapple. Danny accepts the invitation, which proves to be a huge mistake! Exposing his true intentions, Toxxic boots Williams in the gut, knocking the wind out of the former World Champion! Riley: That’s why they call ‘em, "Psychological Warfare!’ Comet: Much like Lex Luther, the most dangerous super villains are the ones who can outsmart you. Sporting his trademark lopsided grin, Toxxic grabs a side headlock, and starts grinding away. However, Williams just shoves Toxxic off, launching the young punk into the ropes! Sure enough, Toxxic comes steam rolling back, but Williams smartly drops to the mat, letting the speeding straight edger hurdle over his body! Hustling to his feet, Danny leap frogs over Toxxic on his next run, allowing the punk to pick up even more speed! The next time Toxxic passes, Williams hooks his arm, flipping him into the air with a picture perfect hip toss! But in a shocking turn of events, Toxxic lands on his feet with cat like agility! Taking advantage of Williams’ stupefied state of mind, Toxxic hooks him up for a hiptoss of his own! The straight edger spits and strains, but Danny isn’t going anywhere. Swinging around his free arm, Williams wallops Toxxic with a neck snapping Lariat! Comet: It would seem that citizen Williams has too much power for Toxxic to handle! Riley: That’s what happens when you only execute half of the stick n move strategy. Toxxic stuck his head out, but Danny knocked it off before he could move it. Jumping up and down, a fired up Danny Williams beckons Toxxic to get on his feet! Instead of walking into another blitz, Toxxic smartly rolls back to his corner, tagging in the world’s strongest junior heavyweight...The Demon! Riley: Let’s see Williams try to muscle Jimmy Liston around like that. Comet: It won’t be easy. After all, Liston is the power of this ‘Power and Glory’ pairing. Confidently entering the ring, Liston flexes his biceps at Danny, earning himself a loud round of ‘boos!’. To a more positive response, Danny flexes his much larger biceps back at Liston, who can only respond with a shrewd smirk. Leaning over the ropes, Toxxic screams, “At least his muscles are natural, you Roid-Monkey!”. Getting down to business, Williams and Liston end the pose down, and clash together in an enormous collar elbow tie up. Both men tremble and shake, digging their feet into the canvas, violently battling for control of the grapple! Perhaps because he is stronger, Liston successfully muscles Williams down into a front facelock. But Williams stealthily hooks an arm under the Demon’s leg, making him vulnerable for a scoop slam. Snorting and spitting like a work horse, Williams labors to get Liston off his feet. The Demon resists with all his might, but in the end, he’s just not heavy enough! Letting out a fearsome howl of effort, Williams scoops The Demon off the mat,..... Boom! planting him with a huge body slam! In that instant, Toxxic drops his head in disappointment, while the capacity crowd erupts with joy! Comet: It’s not a good sign when the Glory of the opposing team outmuscles the Power of the other team...or something like that. Riley: Bah, muscles are just excessive body water, they have nothing to do with strength. Just look at me, you’d be surprised to know that I’m an award lifting power lifter. Comet: I know what you mean, would you believe that nobody thinks I can fly? Clamping down on the Demon with a front facelock, Williams walks him back to his corner, where Dace tags himself in! The crowd goes ecstatic as Dace and Williams use their combine strength to hoist Liston in the air for the Double Suplex! The two powerhouses stall, holding the Demon over their heads for what feels like an eternity, before finally bringing him down! Boom! Williams hurries out on to the ring apron, while Dace blankets Liston for the first pin attempt of the night. One! The Demon energetically kicks out, momentarily quieting the crowd. Hooking Liston’s boots under his arm pits, Dace cheerfully turns him over for the Boston Crab! Leaning back, Dace can’t help but smile as he unnaturally bends Liston’s spine in the wrong direction. Ignoring Soapdish’s pleas for order, an impatient Toxxic comes bolting into the ring. Stomping over to Dace, Toxxic viciously punts him so hard in the arm, that the echo of boot on bone echoes throughout the entire arena! Recoiling in pain, Dace releases Liston to cradle his busted his arm. Comet: What a despicable act of villainy, that's the same arm that Toxxic injured a few weeks back. Williams protests to Soapdish, but the damage has been done. Toxxic does a cocky strut back to his corner, seemingly oblivious to the fact that everyone in the building is lowering their thumbs and ‘booing’ their asses off. Dace tries to protect his arm as a recovered Liston grabs hold of it and slams home a wave of clubbing right hands. Twisting around slowly, Liston drags Dace’s arm around into a top wristlock, wringing it out, torquing the injured limb to renewed booing. Riley: And Psychological Warfare live up to their name again. Going after Dace’s injured arm is their best beat. Take the power away from the Power member. Keep both Dace and Danny frustrated, stop them thinking like experienced guys. Still clinging onto Horrorcore’s arm, The Demon twists him around and launches him off into an irish whip, but sadistically slams on the breaks, yanking his arm out of the socket! Pulling Dace back into his clutches, Liston spins around, blasting him with a brutal Hook Kick! Dace goes down like a sack of bricks, prompting Liston to go for the cover. One! Dace kicks out, but finds himself quickly secured in a kneeling armbar! Using a vice like grip, Liston gruesomely twists the arm without mercy. Growling through clenched teeth, Night tries to tear himself away from Liston’s attack as pain shoots down his arm with every movement. Comet: The Demon is still going after that arm. Citizen Dace is tough, but there’s only so much he can take before that arm gives out completely. Riley: This some brilliant tag team wrestling, they’ve got Dace isolated and wounded, cut off from the aid of his roid freak partner. Lead by Danny’s beating on the top turnbuckles, a chant of ‘LET’S GOD DACE! LET’S GO DACE! LET’S GO DACE!’ starts to ring out from the crowds. Fighting through the pain, Dace battles his way to a vertical base.. Gritting his teeth even tighter, Dace snakes out his good arm, upon finding Liston’s leg, he quickly takes him over with a fireman’s carry! Riley: Holy crap, Dace Night actually performed a wrestling move! The crowd bursts into a small wave of cheers as Dace bails under the ropes to the floor and clutches at his throbbing arm, trying to make some recovery from the pain. But before he can do much, The Demon is back on his feet and on the outside right along with him. Furiously struggling with pain and to make some breathing room, Night cracks Liston with a back elbow to the temple. With one arm, Dace ramps the dazed Liston into the security barrier. Scrambling back into the ring while clutching at his arm, Dace tries to race towards his corner, but it’s for no good as Liston reaches under the bottom rope, catching Dace around the ankles! Liston trips Dace to the mat like a school yard bully as a huge wave of boos explodes from the crowd. Comet: So close! Citizen Night manages to briefly outwrestle and out fox Liston with one arm, but gets caught before he can tag in Danny Williams. Riley: See, Liston was thinking further ahead than Dace thought he was and that just shows Liston and Toxxic are the better tag team. It’s only a matter of time before that arm gives out on Dace completely and it’s all over. Slowly rolling over on the mat, Dace feels his arm burn even more as the adrenaline rush fades and Jimmy Liston stands over him. Slamming a boot into Night’s arm for good measure, Liston drags him up from the mat like child. Crack! Dace scores with a desperation elbow, but the strike sends tremors of pain running down his arm! Shoving Dace off in annoyance The Demon pauses for the briefest moment before charging forwards into a spear that lifts Horrorcore up from his feet and drives him all the way into the turnbuckles, where Toxxic waits with a grin across his face. From across the ring, Danny can only yell on with the crowd as Liston tags Toxxic in. Using the full five count, both men start to hammer away at Night’s arm with blow after blow even as Soapdish tries to force his way in and break the beating apart. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” As The Demon finally sets out onto the apron, Toxxic hooks up Dace’s injured arm…… Comet: Toxxic and Liston are just mugging Dace in their corner! It looks like they’ve finally got their Power and Glory game plan worked out. Riley: What did I tell you Comet? These two are going to cause a so called upset very shortly and there’s nothing Danny Williams can do to stop it. ……Diving out of the corner like a sprinter off the blocks, the Straight Edge Punk drags Dace along by his injured arm and leaping into the air, drops to the mat, snapping the arm across his shoulder with a crack that echoes with the crowds jeering and chants of ‘TOXXIC SUCKS! TOXXIC SUCKS!’ Punting a kick into Dace’s shoulder just as he earlier in to the match, Toxxic smiles as Dace roars in agony. Eagerly yanking Horrorcore back up by his arm, Toxxic doubles him over with a wristlock, and than leaps forward, driving Dace’s face and shoulder into the hard canvas! From there, Toxxic pins Dace’s bad arm back in a half nelson, latching on the dreaded Regal Stretch! Clawing at his own hair, Dace lets out a hideous scream as the move is painfully applied! Riley: It looks like we might see the submission, Comet! Comet: Not to many people submit to the Regal Stretch, but citizen Dace’s arm is in just horrid condition that it’s doubtful he can survive such excruciating pain! Helping Dace with through this horrific development, the fans begin ceaselessly chanting... “DACE NIGHT!” Boom! Boom! “DACE NIGHT!” Boom! Boom! Making up for his limited strength with blood thirsty ambition, Toxxic growls and shakes as he adds as much pressure to the hold as he possibly can! Getting nervous, Williams sticks half his body through the ropes, debating if he should make a move or not. Refusing to quit, Dace epically crawls towards the ropes, dragging Toxxic along with him. The crowd gets louder and louder, as Dace comes closer and closer to his goal. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, Dace grasps the bottom rope with his free hand while the relieved crowd goes ballistic! Comet: What a valiant display of courage from the Unholy Trinity leader! Despite Soapdish calling for the break, Toxxic refuses to release the hold, and instead works it like a mofo! The fans demand Toxxic’s blood, but Soapdish has to give him a three count before he can disqualify him. Glaring sadistically at Soapdish, Toxxic playfully counts along with the official, further infuriating Danny Williams and the crowd. Riley: Haha, I love this guy! The new Toxxic is alright by me. Once the count down comes to an end, Toxxic releases Dace, and casually hops to his feet. While Dace agonizes on the mat, Toxxic busts out one of his infamous catalogue poses, damn near causing the angry mob in the stands to tear down the guardrail and charge after him! After having his fun, Toxxic tags in Liston, who quickly jogs over to Dace. Scooping Horrorcore up like he’s weightless, Liston brings him down with a nasty Shoulderbreaker! Pushing his weight down on Dace’s shoulders, The Demon immediately goes for the cover. One! Two! Using the power of his legs, Dace forcefully kicks out to a gigantic pop! Snatching Dace up by his victimized arm, the Demon cruelly twists the limb with a tendon tearing arm wringer. In one fluid motion, Liston suavely spins around, swinging out his leg for the hook kick! Swooooooooooooooooooosh! Ducking under the Demon’s leg, Dace darts to the ropes! Regaining his balance, Liston twirls around, only to get his face liquified by a uber stiff Yakuza Kick! CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! Liston goes down in a cloud of sweat, while the crowd erupts with a riveting ovation! Comet: Liston foolishly went to the well one too many times with that Hook Kick, and Dace Night made him pay for it! Cradling his arm, Dace staggers to his corner, and collapses, but not before tagging in his pumped up partner! The crowd goes into hysterics as Williams comes storming into the ring like a bat out of hell! Bum rushing Liston as he climbs to his feet, Danny unloads a flurry of elbow smashes to his jaw and temple, driving the Demon back into the ropes! Launching Liston off the ropes with an Irish whip, Williams leaps to position in the center of the ring.... KA-BOOM! catching the Demon on the rebound with an earth shaking Belly to Belly Suplex! The huge suplex forces the fans to involuntarily jump out of their chairs with excitement! Comet: WHAT IMPACT! Scrambling to the aid of his partner, Toxxic explodes into the ring at Williams... KA-BOOM! …Only to get obliterated by a Belly to Belly Suplex himself! Jumping to his feet, Williams roars at the screaming fans, who are hopping up and down like lunatics! Jerking Liston up by his tights, Danny clamps on a rear waistlock, and snaps backwards! Comet: GERMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!! Riley: And thanks to Danny Williams’ cheating, there’s no one to save Liston either! Bridging on his tippy toes, Williams holds Liston in place for the pin. Overwhelmed with the joy, the thousands in attendance scream along with the count. “ONE!” “TWO!” ...................... “THRE-Ooooooooooooh!”, sighs the fans as Liston just barely kicks out! Keeping the heat on Liston, Williams hastily pulls the Demon up into a standing head scissors, further enticing the super hot crowd! Comet: HE’S GOING FOR THE POWERBOMB! Riley: I know Toxxic’s hurting, but he needs to get his ass back in the ring! One at a time, Williams latches his huge arms around Liston’s waist, tightly locking his hands around his underbelly. Taking a couple of deep breaths, Williams digs his feet into the mat, and lifts........ “Daaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”, groans Danny as he strains to get the Demon into the air! Gathering his wits, Liston frantically sand bags, momentarily delaying the inevitable doom of the Powerbomb! Back on the side lines, Dace Night shouts words of encouragement at his partner, who can’t seem to get over the hump. Grabbing the Demon by his tights, Williams angrily pulls him back up, urgently re-positioning him for his finisher! Comet: He’s got him now! When all of a sudden, Toxxic comes soaring off the top turnbuckle, hooking Williams with a devastating Sky Diving Lariat! Like a dead cow, Williams lands on his back with his legs protruding in the air! Taking advantage of this pleasant surprise, the Demon eagerly grabs both of Danny’s legs, and flips forward, cradling him with a shocking double leg pick up! Riley: LISTON’S ABOUT TO PIN A FORMER WORLD CHAMPION! ONE! TWO! Not giving Dace the chance to save his partner, Toxxic blind sides him with a Discus Clothesline out of nowhere, knocking Horrorcore off the ring apron! THRE-NO! Williams escapes the cradle in the nick of time! Riley: Dammit, I thought for sure he had him! In response to the nearfall, the fans wildly run in place, creating a rumbling that can be heard through the entire state of New Jersey! Restoring order, Soapdish forces Toxxic back into his corner. Meanwhile, the rabid crowd begins to religiously chant! “DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E!” Taking a second to suck up the damage that Williams inflicted on him, Liston wobbles to his feet with a grunt. Grabbing Williams by his hair so he won’t go anywhere, Liston stretches his arm back to his corner, touching hands with his straight edge partner! Sensing that Williams’ days are numbered, the fans quiet down, watching Toxxic spring up on to the top rope in stony silence. Liston ruthlessly impales Williams on his knee with a Pendulum Backbreaker, giving Toxxic his cue to sommersault off the top rope! Comet: UNBELIEVABLE! Camera flashes go off like strobe lights as Toxxic crushes Williams’ exposed wind pipe with a beautiful Leg Drop, nearly tearing his head off in the process! Riley: WILLIAMS IS FINISHED! The fans have their hearts in their throats as Toxxic calmly sits on top of Williams’ chest, hooking one of his legs for a very cocky pin! ONE! TWO! .................. THREE! NO! Somehow, Williams finds the strength to wiggle his shoulder off the mat! While the pop for the last near fall was big, it’s merely microscopic compared to this one! Comet: Your not gonna pin a former World Champion that way! Riley: Nonsense, he just needs to pound on Williams a little more than he can pin him anyway he wants. Frustrated, Toxxic goes after Soapdish, insisting that the count was slow. The scrawny official holds his ground, maintaining that he called it right down the line. Getting nowhere, Toxxic sets his sights back on Williams. Making the “straight edge” symbol with his hands, Toxxic prepares to finish off the roid abusing waste of humanity lying in front of him. Mounting the former World Champion’s back, Toxxic twists his arm back into a hammerlock, while pulling his head back with a suffocating Dragon Sleeper! Comet: THE REPEAT TO FADE! Riley: He’s got him in the center of the ring too, this match is as good as over! The situation is hopeless, the pain is unbearable, and Williams has nowhere to go. He extends his hand for the tap, when suddenly, Dace Night comes barging into the ring. Wearing a hateful scowl on his face, Dace brutally punts Toxxic in the side of his arm to a ear shattering ovation! Grinning from ear to ear, Dace waltzes back to his corner, while Liston shouts threats from afar. Releasing the quivering World Champion, Toxxic falls back to the mat, desperately rubbing the feeling back into his arm. Comet: Citizen Dace, getting some revenge for earlier! Riley: Now Soapdish could have stopped that if he wanted to, damn these biased officials! Once the numbness in his arm wears off, Toxxic climbs to his feet, and spits in Dace’s direction! Staring down at Williams with a look of complete disgust, Toxxic reaches down to pull him up for some more punishment. In a shocking turn of events, Williams grabs Toxxic around the legs, tripping him up with a double leg takedown! Rising to his full height, Williams drops back, catapulting Toxxic into the air! BLAM! Toxxic crashes chest first into the turnbuckles, while the nuclear hot crowd continues to go wild! Rolling to his corner, Williams slaps hand with Dace, who is more than willing to get in there, and dish out some pain! Roaring with rage, Dace charges Toxxic like a bull seeing red! CRACK! Toxxic gets a leg up, knocking Dace into next week with a Superkick for the ages! Dace is out, flat on his back, the crowd now as dead as him. Riley: That Dace never was much of a thinker. Taking a second to shake the cob webs loose, Toxxic leaps up onto the top turnbuckle, carefully eyeing Dace’s carcass up. Comet: Uh oh, could Toxxic be going for Inglorious! The same move that defeated Dace Night just two weeks ago! Flash photography illuminates the arena as Toxxic takes flight like only he can! Spiraling through the air with unnatural athleticism, Toxxic completes a beautiful 360 flip just in time to kick his feet out for the leg drop..... SPLAT! …But nobodies home! Screaming at the top of his lungs, Toxxic hurries to his feet, while shamelessly rubbing his sore ass. Rubber legged, Dace stumbles to his feet, which sends the sore assed Toxxic into a rage! Spinning at Dace, Toxxic throws out his arm for the Discus Clotheslin! But Dace swings up his leg, clipping Toxxic’s arm with a painful High Kick! His eyes alive with pain, Toxxic collects his busted arm, and makes a run for his corner. Comet: And now the tables have turned! Riley: Oh the irony! Not letting his prey get away, Dace grabs Toxxic’s injured arm, scissors it, and drags him down to the mat! Realizing that Toxxic is in position for a lethal Cross Armbreaker, the crowd goes absolutely bat shit! Comet: JUJI-GATAME! JUJI-GATAME! Toxxic locks his hands together, doing everything in his power to stop Dace from straightening his arm out! Sitting up, Dace pulls and tugs with all his might, slowly prying Toxxic’s fingers apart! Riley: Toxxic needs to haul ass to the ropes as fast as he can! Even nut cases like Nielsen of the Jungle have tapped out to the JuJuwhatever! Coming to the rescue of his partner, Liston comes rushing into the ring, but Williams is on top of him! Ducking behind Liston, Williams grabs an air tight Sleeperhold, using it to pull him away from the action! In that instant, Dace successfully breaks Toxxic’s death grip, locking on the dangerous submission hold! The Continental Airlines Arena transforms into a mad house with people literally dancing in the aisles! Comet: HE’S GOT IT LOCKED ON! You would think Toxxic was being killed, the way he’s screaming! Sporting a creepy smile, Dace can’t help but enjoy hearing the gruesome sound of the bones and tendons in Toxxic’s arm popping, cracking, and tearing under the strain! The move that's beaten so many people at the hands of Danny Williams looks ready to claim another victim. Riley: Hang in there, Toxxic, Liston’s gonna shake free from Danny any second now! Liston wildly sways from side to side, but he can’t seem to shake Williams lose. The only thing the Demon can do is helplessly sit back and watch Dace tear his partner’s arm off! Like a hyper active health freak doing sit ups, Dace begins flopping up and down with Toxxic’s poor fragile arm, threatening to tear it off. Crazy eyed, Dace screams, “I’ll break it, I’ll break it right off!” like he really means. Fearing for his arm and his career, Toxxic swallows his pride, and taps the mat with his free hand! Comet: IT’S OVER, DACE MADE HIM TAP! DING! DING! DING! Releasing Toxxic’s mangled arm, Dace jumps up and down with joy, while the crowd proceeds to blow the roof off the arena! Williams frees the purple faced Demon from his crutches so that he can congratulate Dace on a job well done! Crowds mass at the guardrail like a forming army, holding their cameras in the air so that they can get a clear picture of Dace and Williams standing side by side in victory for the first time in almost a year! Comet: It’s been a long road, but citizen Dace has finally gotten some payback for his ICTV Title loss. Riley: Yeah, but he couldn’t do it on his own, he needed the help of a former World Champion to do it. Comet: Yes, but it was Dace who avoided the move that had beaten him before, and it was Dace who made Toxxic tap out. This may have been Williams’ real welcome home party, but the night really belongs to Dace! Ducking under Dace’s legs, Williams hoists the big man up on his shoulders so that all can bask in his glory! Soon, the sonic chaos takes the shape of a thunderous chant... “DACE NIGHT! DACE NIGHT! DACE NIGHT!”

"And I don't. Personally, I could rather watch five matches of Demolition showing off how to cut off a ring than one Hardy Boyz 'lets FLIP!' match. Everything I learned about tag wrestling I learned from the mid-eighties " Demolition were an underrated team, they were just in the wrong enviroment from an artistic stand point. Given their approach and style, it's pretty difficult to have good matches in under ten minutes. I would have loved to have seen what they could have done in the NWA or WCW. I do remember their matches with the Brainbusters and Hart Foundation as being pretty good. Very solid power team. "A lot of the tag matches I see nowadays try to push that into a tag match and it doesn't work so well because it lessens the heat for the hot tag which also happens way too soon. Heat segments that last only two minutes just aren't effective in my view." The modern WWE strikes me for the most part as being terrified of working heat segments. It's as if they are scared they are going to lose the crowd if they dominate for too long, when in my case they are failing to connect with me when they do that. Just imagine how much more effective HHH/Benjamin would have been if the Game properly worked a long heat/sympathy segment. There's also nothing wrong with spot a thon sprinting tag matches that never slow down or go beyond very basic story telling. It's just they are very difficult to pull off. No one in the current WWE really has the move sets or timing to do it properly. I can only think of a handful of pure tag sprints that worked: Steiners vs. Sting/Lugar 91, Misawa/Akiyama vs. Kawada/Taue 11/96, Ohtani/Beniot vs. Eddy/Sasuke 94. "The other big six man was Dace/Danny/Silent vs Judge/Ejiro/Janus" I remember now, this is the one that was the t.v. MOTYC. If I recall, Edwin really pimped it.

A fan! One of the rare times I helped write a winning tag match, though I've done most of my best work in them....see above. edit: Or am I thinking of the wrong match, wasn't this the one nominated for t.v. MOTY? Anyway, to comment on my own match. Dace really out did himself with the intro and the face in peril segment and it's a shame it was in a losing effort. The guy's probably one of the most underrated writers in the fed. "... its no surprise that a lot of people here don't have a firm grip on how to take modern back-and-forth action and intigrate it into the standard tag team formula of heat segments and hot tags since the two are somewhat contradictory. " I didn't think tag team wrestling still existed, unless you consider six man clusterfucks with chairs and ladders tag team wrestling. If people want to know how to incoperate modern wrestling into the classic tag format just check out the Dangerous Alliance stuff from early 90s and of course the late 80s and early 90s All Japan tag scene, back when they used the 20 minute sprint format. Kobashi/Kikuchi vs. Can Am Connection is probably the best example of a face peril match pumped up on speed with modern move sets. As is Windham/Rhodes vs. Austin/Zybsko.

John Duran: please send me a pm letting me know what your character's personality is like, and also summarize your fued with Charlie Matthews.

I thought it was fun movie, but much like Dawn of the Dead, I couldn't see myself buying it or going out of my way to watch it again. Just nothing there that I really connected with. The ending did feel anti-climatic, but I loved the Lovecraftian influence, especially the Cthulhuesque monster slithering from the sky.

"Next up, Jamie Drazon walked out and started talking about how he is a hardcore maniac, and how he should be on the the most hardcore SWF show in recent memory...you know, basic whiney promo. He doesn't have a match of course, so instead Drazon issued an open challenge to anyone in the locker room...and said that no matter who it is, he'd enjoy hurting them. So imagine how FRIGGIN NUTS~! the crowd went after In Flame’s “Jester’s Dance” hit, and out came DANNY WILLIAMS~! With chants of "DAN - E!" erupting through the arena, Danny DESTROYED Drazen in just 4:02, making him submit to the Buffalo Sleeperhold." Cool, it doesn't sound like the 30 minute classic brawl we had last year, but it's always nice to squash someone. The Buffalo Sleeper could always use more heat, good choice for a finish.

"can't remember if I've ever seen any Headshrinkers vs. Steiners matches from that period, but I bet they were brutal. " They did have that match at Wrestlemania 9. It sucked pretty bad, and it wasn't stiff at all though they were very sloppy, especially the Frankenstiener at the end(Scott back flips, Headshrinker stands there for a second, than suddenly flips forward....ugh.) Stiffest beatings I've seen: Vader vs. Sting Superbrawl 93-Sting shreds Vader's ear with punches, and grotesquely lashes him with the strap until his back is bleeding profusely. Vader vs. Inoki-Vader busts a cut open hardway with punches, dumps him on his dome with a sick dead lift German and than later a Chokeslam...etc. Hansen vs. Kobashi 7/93-Hansen Powerbombs him on the concrete, blacks his eye with a boot..etc. Kawada vs. Hansen 2/93-Both guys take tons of Cowboy Kicks, Suplexes on Concrete, hard elbows and knees, and Kawada takes a legit knee drop on his chest that appears to really hurt him badly. Kawada vs. Akiyama 7/93 and 95 Carines-Akiyama gets punted and stretched in a variety of grisly ways. Kawada vs. Taue 95 Carines-Taue takes a big ass kicking from the master. Some of the hardest chops ever, not to mention the split legged half crab.

Ann “Ichiban” Onita vs. Insane Luchadore! -ANNIE! NUMBER ONE WRESTLER! Edward James vs. Blanka! -Blanka via the cannonball attack. ”Deathwish” Danny Williams and Dace Night vs. Toxxic and Jimmy “The Demon” Liston! -Dan...I mean no prediction. ”The Superior One” Tom Flesher vs. Stryke! -Flesher. OMGZ MULTIMAN MAIN EVENTZ~! Todd Royal, “The Notorious” John Duran, and Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix vs. Charlie “Grappler” Matthews, “Coyote” Coy West, and Alan Clark -Charile, Coyote, Alan.

Eh, being called stupid for being a "mark" isn't nearly as bad as being accused of getting sexual gratification from some Kojima match that I've never seen. But I'm not complaining, I've just grown to except the fact that wrestling discussion of any kind is the last thing you'll find in the WWE folder. Though I don't consider myself a "smark" since the term itself is a goofy oxymoron, I understand that some label me as such. But truth be told, I'm just a wrestling fan, and yes, I actually do enjoy wrestling and it's foolish to think otherwise. If you can't critique something you love, than what the hell can you critique?

Ugh...I haven't seen this in forever, but I remember thinking it was just mass hysteria, which if I recall was actually suggested in the movie. They just worked themselves up into a frenzy, killed the other people, and than each other. The cameras at the end showed what was really happening.

Yes, I don't think the match was that good. It was solid fundamental work, which makes it decent, not outstanding. But it was very nice to see a match like this on my t.v. set, as oppossed to the aimless 3 minute punch,kick,whip,run in that dominates the WWE. This match actually developed, had role playing, and told a story. Though HHH can't really play the role of a cocky grumpy vet that well in the ring, he at least can make you believe he's one with his mannerisms and body language. They tried to do the same with the tag match except Flair brings nothing to the table but comedy spots nowdays, Batista brings nothing, and HBK is a clueless corpse. Beniot may be a shadow of his former self, but he can wrestle smart when he wants to, his leg work and the Germans to Scorpion Deathlock spot was the only thing that brought a smile to my face in that match. If Flair was the best in the business, he could have figured out how to apply the seated Abdominal Stretch, though it was nice if not sad to see him try.

Spinal Tap-Almost as good as the actual movie. Very funny stuff.

"When Muta/Mutoh was on he was one of the best to grace the ring." Not really, but he had the potential to be one of the best. Around 90 and 91, I would probably put him over Misawa, and about on the same level as Kobashi and Kawada. It's just Baba's boys continued to do nothing but improve, while Mutoh regressed without ever getting better. "It just sucks that every now and again he just didn't care about a certain match and turned Lazy Mutoh mode on." Every now and than? More like his whole career with a few exceptions where he was motivated, and participated in a handful of great matches, mostly in the 90 to 91 time frame. After that, the only true great match I can recall him being in is 8/15/95 with Hash. But even that match pales in comparision to what Misawa, Kawada, and Taue(yes, Taue) was doing in 95. "Also where's the love for Hayabusa? Unless he was listed here under a name I don't recognise I can't believe he's being left out. " The only decent singles match I've ever seen him in was that one match with Masato Tanaka. Even than, that match was just decent. "For pure wrestling though I have to go with Liger, Ultimo Dragon, and Sasuke. I mean Sasuke fractured his skull and still continued to put up a good match." Actually he didn't, the match just ended abruptly with a fluke roll up after a great deal of stalling, which is understandable. Before the injury, it was shaping up to be a good match.

"What is a "Nodowa"?" Chokeslam. "Double Tiger Driver-Misawa/Kobashi Double Slingshot Backdrop Driver-Can Am Connection Double Spike Body Drop-Fantastics(most brutal move ever). Holy Shit! I didn't even think those moves were possible. " Double Tiger Driver-each guy hooks an arm, linking their hands together, than they flip the victim HIGH into the air, and drop to their knees at the same time, driving the victim down. Misawa and Kobashi used it regulary, Taue takes it at 6/9/95. Double Slingshot Backdrop Driver-set victim up for double belly to back suplex, drop their ass across the top rope, and fall back, driving them down. Can be seen in Can/Am Connection vs. Kawada/Kikuchi 2/22/92. Kawada takes it early, and does a great corpse sale for the next couple of minutes afterwards. Spike Double Back Body Drop-double back body drop, except each guy hooks a leg, and falls back, driving the victim down on their upperback/neck/head. Used at the end of The Fantastics vs. Joe Malenko/Kikuchi 9/1/90. Of course, psycho bump machine Kikuchi takes it, scaring the hell out of the crowd in the process.