Vince McMahon is in the ring in a tuxedo. He’s growly as fuck as he welcomes us to WrestleMania X and then introduces the original wild man of rock n’ roll, Marc Mero Little Richard to sing “America the Beautiful,”
Little Richard appears and does the song all slow jammy before redoing it with a gospel choir. The crowd looks bored as fuck but someone in the crowd begins waving an American flag nonetheless. It’s WrestleMania X y’all!
Jerry Lawler is out with McMahon. He’s shirtless sporting a cape and a crown botching his lame dad boner jokes while heaping praise on Yokozuna.
After a quick recap of the events that transpired Sunday at Survivor Series on Sunday, SmackDown Live is underway.
Commissioner Shane McMahon, looking like slightly warmed over dog shit makes his way down to the ring for the opening talky portion of SmackDown. He talks about how he’s not 100% because of Survivor Series and gives props to the Raw team and the SmackDown team except for Dean Ambrose.
I feel bad for Hector Guerrero. The dude was Lazer-Tron, he was “one of Eddie’s brothers,” but Thanksgiving Day 1990, the embarrassment of Hector Guerrero reached levels never again matched in professional wrestling when he debuted at Survivor Series as a giant turkey.
That being said the Gobbledy Gooker is something that we still talk about today. Granted it’s usually in a mocking fashion, but that’s more than can be said for Just Joe or Swoll.
The show kicks off with a video package reviewing the feud between Joe and Nakamura thus far. We get Joe laying out Nakamura for “6 to 12 weeks,” and then the brawl that ended last week’s episode. NXT baby!
This might be the greatest concept for an indie wrestling promotion today. Purists will probably be all like, “Ew this is not wrestling!” but fuck those guys.
There’s room for this and there’s room for Five Star Mat Classics® and there’s room for CZW guys hitting each other with shit and there’s room for Lucha Underground soap operas. It’s all wrestling and it’s all fun.
In 1964, Beatlemania was sweeping the country so it made sense that a wrestler somewhere who “borrow” something from the Beatles. Enter Bob Sabre, a journeyman grappler from the Chicago area, who got a moptop and guitar and became George Ringo, The Wrestling Beatle.