Pro 01/26/01 - Indy Report
Super F'n Dragon asks where the RevPro report is, you JUMP TO IT as soon
as you get home (and check your email and assuage traders and drink a
pepsi and listen to Les Rythems Digitales etc). The end result: You're
reading it. BUT FIRST:
You Missed Last Week!
- The WarGames match was pretty good. My main problem with the match comes
as a result of the eliminations happening very, very fast about 7-ish (by
my mind's clock) minutes in. But hey, we saw the elevation of both Ricky
Reyes (last elimination on the Tecnicos... he's really growing on me) and
B-Boy (who was the last elimination perido). Hell, the last 10+ minutes
were just B-Boy vs Super Dragon, and it was very much Worth My Time. The
Holy Shit spot of the MILLENIUM (topping even the spear on the wall) was
Dragon taking an Iconoclasm from the apron to the floor; I was a-hootin'
and a-hollerin' like some North Carolina Yahoo (as opposed to the Somewhat
Refined North Carolina Yahoo that I am). I still can't believe that that
wasn't the move that screwed up his knee. If forced to rate the match, I'd
say it was about ***1/2 - very good, but the storylines seemed a little
jumbled due to the rapid-fire eliminations. Nevertheless, ***1/2 still makes
this the best WarGames in about nine years.
- Mr. Excitement REALLY impressed me at the beginning of the match, just
STIFFING Matt Sinister in the mush repeatedly. By the end, it was just a
Standard Matt Sinister Match, so whatcha gonna do.
- Saw these two kids "Too Cute" Preston Scott and "Pretty Hot" Eric Matlock
- they've got a really sound grasp of the fundamentals. They work this really
decent old-school-as-filtered-through-lucharesu style, too. If they keep
their training up, in a year they could be pretty good.
cares about the past. So here's TONIGHT'S SHOW!
- Because God hates me, the cup I get at Subway has a leak in the bottom,
meaning that not only do I get Dr. Pepper leaking all over my shirt and
crotch the whole drive there, but while it sits in my cupholder in the center,
it fills the cupholder with soda. Not fun. I should sue.
- Additionally, this would have to be the coldest night in California history.
Me being an idiot, I think "Bosh, I survived 13 degree North Carolina winters;
a 50 degree night will do me good!" until the very moment I step out of
the car. Eventually, my friend David (who's attending his first wrestling
ever)and I retreat to the car until the show begins.
- And then, just to tease me further, they don't have the 1/5/01 show on
tape there. FOILED AGAYNE!
- Then, when I step out of the car to go see if they're letting people I
find myself in a conversation with a pleasant person discussing the attendence
and the promotion. It takes my slow ass a few minutes to realize that yes,
I am in fact speaking to Super Dragon, which blows my mind. Somehow, I am
able to overcome my urge to just be all Chris-Farley-Show-esque and actually
have a conversation. He mentions that they're looking for a new building;
if they find one, I expect anyone who reads this report to show up, under
penalty of my bitching.
Hot" Eric Matlock d. Some Guy Who I Don't Recognize.
The mystery guy comes out to D-Lo Brown's old "You Better Recognize" music,
causing me momentary confusion. When I first saw Matlock, I thought he'd
be working a Too Cool-heel-daze gimmick; as it turns out, he's just a
Good Old Fashioned Heel with no real gimmick. And it's very refreshing.
It's kind of unfortunate, but these two just don't seem to be working
stiff tonight; some stiffness would help this match a lot. In fact, this
match is just kind of vanilla; the most remarkable thing is the pacing.
Matlock's got a pretty good sense of timing about him, and shows some
star quality. If he gets a character, he could be something of a player.
In the meantime, the match did have flow and direction, but never really
went anywhere. (To be fair, my mind has been warped by MTV, so I have
a pretty hard time remembering stuff. Nevertheless, nothing about this
match really sticks out in my mind other than Matlock's general heelishness.)
But I do want to see more of Matlock, perhaps against Shogun. Call it
* 3/4 and move along.
Cute" Preston Scott d. Pinoy Boy.
Last week, Pinoy Boy blew spots and showed his greenness. I tell you what,
they must have run him through the ringer in the separating week; he still
blew his spots (including one that made David turn to me and ask if I
thought he was supposed to blow that one), but he displayed a MUCH better
grasp of the fundamentals, and in the end, that's what makes a better
wrestler. Preston Scott, in the meantime, didn't disappoint; he's VERY
fundamentally sound, and I really dig the Old Skool Suth'run Heelness
that he has to him (grabbing the bottom rope for leverage, having the
match turn on a submission, really simple gimmick paired with a mainly
groundwork-based attack, some stiff-ass shots). And the way that they
teased the match turning (block into a clothesline, IIRC) and then negated
it, only to have the match REALLY turn on the Figure Four reversal...
beautyfull. I dug this match significantly more. If these guys develop
any sort of REAL flashy offense that they can hit consistently (Pinoy
Boy did hit a nice Arabian Press, but he also blew a spot pretty badly),
they could be Ones to Watch. Call it **1/4 - if it were any better,
it'd be decent as all hell. As it stands, it was enjoyable, but forgettable.
Wild Child/Shogun/Someone Else I Don't Recognize d. Ultrataro Jr./Excalibur/El
I'll take "matches that were a billion times better than they had any
right to be" for a hundred, Alex. Seriously - AWC was FEELING IT tonight,
Shogun was his typical remarkably solid self, Taro and Excalibur were
pretty on, Unknown Guy was pretty minimized (although he did miss a Moonsault
[on purpose] in pretty spectacular fashion). I'm not sure which was the
Best Part - Excalibur's balls-out no-hands tope (I swear to god, he looked
like someone Lawn Darted him - it was pretty impressive), the constant
Verbal Feud between Excalibur and His Woman (Best Exchange of the Evening:
Her: "EXCALIBUR, I HATE YOU!" Him: "YEAH, WELL I HATE YOU TOO!"...ah,
sod off. It made me laugh.), the constant underlying story with El Gallinero
and the rudos (they didn't want him on their team, so they'd set him up
and berate them the whole time... it was SOOOOO Varsity Club, and I was
all over it), or the pacing of the match. It actually seemed to have a
build; it led off with the "Rudos Hate Gallinero" story, which led into
the Uncontrolled Brawling Segment seamlessly (mostly due to the fact that
the largest impact of the match up to that point had been by AWC, no doubt
- when Shogun got in there, it turned VERY MUCH into a matwork and WRESTLING
exhibition), which led into the Highspot Trainwreck. I wish I could remember
who turned AWC's Revolution Bomb into a WICKED rana, but it just looked
good. And Shogun took a RIDICULOUS chairshot - it was just one of those
shots that makes you sit up straight and say DAAAAAAAAMN. It's a pity
that it wasn't the focus of the match at the time. And the "everyone misses
their highspot" sequence was REALLY well done; it looked all cool as hell
and such. My main problems with the match were with AWC's early booking;
he took out all three Rudos nearly single-handedly, which, while it got
him over as hell in the match, didn't help the rudos at all. Additionally,
the Unknown Guy (who made the words "Angus" and "Young" pop into my head)
was barely in the match; he looked pretty decent when he was in, but I'll
need to see him again before I doth render my judgement. Nevertheless,
this was an exceedingly fun, well-worked-within-the-story match; hell,
it was probably Match of the Night. Call it ***1/4 and give AWC
a Christmas Ham for defying all of my expectations.
I'm officially retracting any "Excalibur = CIMA comments. He's totally
on his own now; he's his own brand of cocky heel. He went for the Venus,
but it's well-established by now that it's a-gonna get blocked. Besides,
the CIMA moves wouldn't even be the highlights of his repetoire if he
did 'em; Excalibur officially kicks harder than a pissed-off Mississippi
mule. I mean, DAAAAAAAAAMN.)
Son d. Disco Machine
DM's turned into quite the little reliable feller in the last month; his
moves aren't flashy, but he's got a keen sense of build that gives his
moves a lot more impact on the match than they ordinarily would. Son,
meanwhile, continues to do amazing things in the air. I'll say his tope
atomico looks better than Jeff Hardy's, mostly because (a) he actually
makes contact, and (b) the ring's so small that it gives him the (true)
appearance that he's flying all the way across the ring. This match...
well, it's something of a disappointment in one sense, as it REALLY went
a bit short, but in another sense it was a really cool sprint. The thrust
of the story seemed to be DM hoping to score a quick pinfall over Son
after slowing the match down to his pace, but Son being too fast for him
to sustain that attack. Honestly, though, the match earns a minimum of
1/4* if JUST for Son's springboard moonsault, which is literally among
the best I've ever seen. I mean, from where I was sitting (behind a small
child who kept standing up), it sure looked like he didn't get hurt one
iota, while DM took a major ass-kickin' on the move; if you think about
it, that's how it should ideally look. I wasn't too big on this match
AT the show, but thinking about it now makes me like it a lot more. DM's
got great ring presence; his major offensive problem seems to be that
his offense, while effective and built up very well by him, just doesn't
seem quite suitable enough for him. It doesn't necessarily need to be
flashier, but he's just missing that one move (likely his finisher) that
just gets MADE by his persona (I'd say he needs something like a TKO for
his finisher; something that requires a lot of motion and personal flair).
If he can figure it out, he'll be a big name on the indy circuit, making
that the third time in this report that I've said that. Anywho, the match
was about ***; I liked the psychology, but the match ended REALLY
abruptly and got really spotty in segments. Again, though, it was enjoyable
the whole way through.
next match gets underway, the announcer adds two more names to the RevPro
List of Attrition: Halloween (visa problems) and Mr. Excitement (infection).
This brings out Matt Sinister, who just cuts a DISGRACEFULLY (a) racist
and (b) long promo involving Mexicans and the Mexican Lucha Libre title.
Cries of "SHUT UP!" rang from every corner. It was, to say the least,
very heelish of him; I've never been so impressed with him in my RevPro
tenure. Of course, he got the job done as sordidly as possible, which
is a bit of a disgrace. Nevertheless, since he doesn't have a challenger
(sucks, as the Sinister/Excitement blowoff could have been pretty allright),
he issues an open challenge, bringing out The Hardcore Kid. Kid cuts an
equally long promo (on a mic that screeched like a banshee seemingly whenever
anyone picked it up), the gist of which boils down to "I'll fight you".
AND WE = ON!
Lucha Libre Title Match: Hardcore Kid d. Matt Sinister (Mexican Death
Here's how you spell "ironicality": before the show, I remarked to Super
Dragon (still can't get over that... it's the 12-year-old fanboy in me)
that it seems like the good indies always seem to die, while the ones
that are all about cutting themselves for no reason (XPW, take a bow!)
thrive. And here I was watching a Death Match. Was it a good one? It wasn't
as bad as it could have been; Kid did the absolute best job he could have
in the opening, throwing some good shots here and there. The match's high
point, however, came when Kid nailed Sinister with an unprotected chairshot
so hard that it broke the chair, and then just HOOKED some sort of box-like
item (possibly a box) at Sinister's face, and making solid connection.
They brawled upstairs, to the top deck, where I genuinely thought that
one of them would be (a) thrown off the balcony, or (b) shoved down the
stairs, both options being tantalizing. Regrettably (for me - I'm sure
neither Kid nor Sinister would have enjoyed a fall off the balcony or
down the stairs), neither happened. I mean, it was just a brawl. Nothing
to it... until Sinister pulled a table from the back, and set it up on
the top rope. To put it mildly, I was Marking Out. But the REAL move came
when Kid countered into a superplex from the table, which looked like
Sinister landed REALLY ugly-like; Kid just pinned him for the win and
title. Sinister stayed DOWN, prompting me to wonder if he was legitimately
hurt; as it happens, he just thumped a ref and was gone with his bad self.
I can't in any good conscience rate this higher than *, but it
was REALLY impressive to see live. Makes me wonder who Kid's going to
defend against tomorrow.
The match ratings might seem a little low, but they don't reflect how
entertaining the matches were. Nothing was too offensive (except for Matt
Sinister's promo), or if it was, had some definite high points that made
the viewing experience worthwhile. Hell, the rating for the trios match
was pretty low; it doesn't begin to express how fun it was. Was this a
blowaway show like the 1/5/01 show (buy that tape, for the LOVE OF GOD)?
No, no it was not. But was it a entertaining show? I'm relieved to report
that yes, yes it was. I was expecting a near-funereal atmosphere, mourning
the loss of RevPro; instead, I got a celebration of everything that Indy
Wrestling could be. And considering that the federation ace wasn't on
the show, that's way more than enough for me.
At any rate.
I'll be at the one tomorrow, too (and I swear to god, I'm going to stick
around afterwards to Meet and Mingle), so expect another one of these
this on the Message Board!