This is the very first episode of Monday Nitro and the opening salvo of what would become the “Monday Night Wars.” We are at the Mall of America in Minneapolis, Minnesota for some reason and our hosts for the evening are apparently Eric Bischoff and Steve “Mongo” McMichael.
This is Mongo’s first show with WCW and Bischoff tells him, “You made it to the big leagues, buddy,” which is a reference to Mongo’s brief stint in the WWF during the feud between Lawrence Taylor and Bam Bam Bigelow. I guess, then, that this is the first shot Bischoff would take at the WWF during an episode of Nitro.
They bring out Bobby “The Brain” Heenan in an effort to make the commentary team not completely awful. Heenan offers Mongo a handshake and then yells out in pain because Mongo has a joy buzzer or something.
With all that out of the way we head down to the ring (which appears to have been set up in the middle of the food court) for action!
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We start thing off with a replay of Team WCW standing tall after beating the nWo at Slamboree before we go out to the street for explosions and fires and wrestlers on buildings screaming. It’s time for WCW Monday Nitro!
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Time for another action packed episode of WCW Monday Nitro from 1997. Once again it’s being preempted by hoops so we’ve got an hour long episode. If the past couple weeks are anything to go by this week will attempt to jam 2+ hours of bullshit into 45 minutes of airtime.
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Ric Flair loves to fight with Big Boys That Love to Roughhouse! We get footage of him fighting and ultimately pinning Vader that apparently proves the point that Ric Flair is not afraid of Kevin Nash while also burying a dude who was no longer with WCW.
We go to the announce team for the evening: Tony Schiavone, Bobby Heenan, and Larry Zybyszko. They tell us that because of the NBA Playoffs, Nitro is only an hour long this week and then some bagpipes hit.
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This right here? This is what made WCW in the mid-90s so much fun to watch. Sure there was the entire nWo thing going on at the top, but on the undercard we were getting matches like this. The same could not be said of the WWE at the time, though while WCW saw these two men as perpetual undercard dudes, the WWE would turn them into World Champions.
Everything must have a beginning, and this match here is Bill Goldberg’s…unless of course you count dark matches, which we don’t.
Goldberg’s Streak Count: 1
Terry Funk defends his WCW Hardcore Championship against Vampiro in a hardcore, no disqualification match that ends in a no contest when Vampiro douses the Funker in gasoline and tries to set him on fire. Sting comes in to make the save and Vampiro fucks off. WCW 2000!
Were it not for the magnificence of Ellsworth, Jerry Flynn might be my favorite “enhancement talent” of all time. I love the way he bellows, “Get that camera outta my face!” on the way to the ring. Flynn would get some victories in his career, but they would not come this night.
Goldberg Streak Count: 78
“You been sitting out here for six months, running your mouth. This is where the big boys play, huh? Look at the adjective: play. We ain’t here to play. Now he said last week that he was going to bring somebody out here. I’m here. You still don’t have your three people. You know why? Because nobody wants to face us. This show is about as interesting as Marge Schott reading excerpts from Mein Kampf. Yeah, (you don’t want) no trouble because you know I’ll kick your teeth down your throat. Where’s your three guys? What you couldn’t get a paleontologist to get a couple of these fossils cleared? You ain’t got enough guys off a dialysis machine to get a team? Yeah, where’s Hogan? Where’s Hogan, out doing another episode of Blunder in Paradise? Where’s Macho Man, out doing another Slim Jim commercial? You want to say something? … Bring what you got. The measuring stick just changed around here, buddy – you’re looking at it.” – Kevin Nash
I guess Sting and Luger are the heels in this match. There’s a stupid run-in at the end where DDP comes in to attack Flair and Hogan but for some reason Luger blindly puts DDP in the torture rack thinking it’s either Hogan or Flair or something, regardless of the fact that DDP was wearing long pants (which Luger’s hand would have touched when putting DDP up in the torture rack) while Flair and Hogan both had bare legs. WCW ’99!