Heat Results

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Credit: Eric Carra & PWTorch.com/411

 

HEAT TAPINGS

 

(1) Test & John Heidenrech beat two wrestlers "From Rockford!" They said the names, but I'm afraid the sound wasn't quite right during the first match or two, so I missed 'em. Think early Hardy Boyz, without the flash. Or much of the talent. Anyway, Test won it with a Boot to the Head. No surprise here, but the jobbers DID get some offense in, for what its worth.

 

(2) Matt Hardy vs. someone who wasn't announced by name. Well, THAT'S never a good sign. Standard Hardy match, again with the jobber getting a buncha offense in. Matt got quite the pop.

 

Sunday Night Heat pyro takes us right into...

 

(3) Rhyno beat Val Venis. Rhyno wins with the Gore, Eee-Cee-Dub chants abounded. From where I was sitting (11 rows back, 7 off the floor) it looked like a fairly stiff match. I hadn't seen Rhyno live before; he's just as not tall as everybody says he isn't.

 

(4) Trish Stratus (w/Tyson Tomko) beat Nidia. Pretty even match, "puppies" chant from the crowd, Tomko didn't get involved much, if at all. Nidia got most of the near-falls, Trish got the win. Neither woman got much heat, and what they did get was from their cleavage. Not a particularly good match, but lots of back-and-forth.

 

RAW Notes

 

...then they did all the stuff needed to get ready for Raw.

 

Howard Finkel got a nice "Fink" chant whilst he counted us down to the live drop-in before RAW hit the air.

 

Lillian Garcia sang the National Anthem, then told us that the show would start with the opening montage, fireworks, then onto the show. Um... no fireworks. Oh well, can't have everything, I guess.

 

During commercial breaks, other than twice shooting t-shirts to the crowd (HBK and the new Eugene one), they did NOTHING to keep the crowd lively. That's why we were kinda quiet coming into the women's match; nothing happened for three or four minutes.

 

During the mass exodus of the locker room to the ring, an idiot wearing orange sneakers got out of the crowd, jumped on the ramp, and actually made in onto the apron... before he lost one of his shoes. When he stopped and dropped back down to get the shoe, he was corralled by a security guard. Moron. I absolutly can't condone that sort of thing, but if you're gonna do it, FORGET THE DARN SHOE. I can't stress this enough.

 

After the show went off the air, there were two more HBK charges Triple H outside the ring. Finally, as it was dying down, two or three wrestlers held someone (a road agent, I'm guessing) as HBK mock threatened him. Hard to take it seriously, since HBK was on the verge of laughing the whole time, but it's all in good fun.

 

Biggest Pops:

 

(1) Chris Benoit.

(2) Eugene (but not too far behind Benoit).

(3) Shawn Michaels.

 

Hottest Heat:

 

(1) In a stunner, Randy Orton.

(2) Triple H.

(3) Probably the Coach, but I'm torn between him and Test on Sunday Night Heat.