Any WWE fans in the audience? (Part 1)

I don’t think she’s under contract, she’s just a local wrestler they use as enhancement talent. What I remember was Big Cass introducing her, pausing and saying “Ol’ Blue Pants!”. Even her entrance stuff is Big Cass.

The way he was holding the arm with the doritos, I swear there was a microphone there to pick up the wrapper crinkling. This has to be a rub on his conditioning. Give the man an embarrassing gimmick as punishment for not improving his weight and cardio and he has a choice between getting better, quitting in frustration, or being released if he doesn’t improve.

I figured he was holding it that way to protect the label, can’t be showing products that aren’t sponsors!

Our new arrival is Bengala, who also wrestles in Japan and in ROH without a mask as Ricky Marvin. He’s held various cruiserweight/tag titles in Mexico and Japan, and I’m not sure if I’ve seen him wrestle before but I’ve heard he has a pretty good reputation.

You forgot the part where Drago spit acid in Cuerno’s face. If he doesn’t breathe fire at Ultima Lucha I’ll be sorely disappointed.

Whoops, good point. I’m horrible at remembering names, so I use that page for reference and then curse myself for seeing who now holds what title.

Dusty Rhodes has passed away at age 69.

His heyday in the territories was before my time, but I remember loving him in all his polka-dotted glory in WWF when I was a kid, and he’s one of the big reasons NXT is what it is today.

RIP, Dusty. I think I’m going to load up Battleground 2013 now and watch him drop an elbow on Dean Ambrose for that one last pop.

That’s so sad!

One of the tried and true legends of wrestling. He worked til his dying day and he seems to have been one of the good ones.

RIP Dusty, my condolences to Goldy and Cody

RIP, Dusty.

Like Smapti, my experience with him was during the polka-dote era, and I was a gigantic fan. He was a tried and true common-man babyface, doing the right thing, and I loved him for it.

My condolences to his family.

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Dang, three deaths for me today. Christopher Lee (great man), Dusty Rhodes, and I drove past this on my way to work this morning;

My thoughts will speak in my head with Dusty’s voice today in tribute.

Dammit, Dusty, I know you weren’t exactly pleased with the “Dusty Finish” that ended the main event at Elimination Chamber, but did you have to go die on us just so you could turn over in your grave about it?

Dusty Trivia: he was the credited producer on the old WTBS Saturday afternoon/evening WCW show during the Jim Crockett days.

I got to see Dusty hit the big time on Florida Championship Wrestling. It used to come on late at night on UHF in Philadelphia. Gordon Solie was giving him every chance to play to the audience and Dusty took advantage of it. His heel character was drawing heat big time, then in the middle of match where he was teamed with the Korean Giant Pak Song against Eddie and Mike Graham, Dusty made his big move and turned on Pak Song and saved the Grahams. The world of wrestling went nuts. Dusty was out there with his stories of growing up the son of a plumber, he put on a rabbit fur cap and started a craze, Vince brought him up north to wrestle special events. Dusty was the first modern wrestling superstar. He was all story and character, an unlikely figure, a big oafish looking creature, he still had a preacher’s tongue and he single handedly changed the face of wrestling.

Unfortunately his later days in polka dots and backstage work weren’t very exciting. He may be remembered more for the messed up finishes named after him than his heyday as a wrestler. But for that brief time he was the American Dream.

Fuck. RIP Dream…head over to the pay windah.

Dusty has left the mothah ship.

He wasn’t the greatest wrestler, but he was definitely the best talker. I remember him calling a match with Tony Schiavonne: Stan Hanson vs Vader. They tore up the ring and spilled outside to brawl some more. Tony said something like “They’re not holding anything back.” Dusty commented “That’s becuz these are two big miennnn… they tough men, they ugly men, they vicious miennnn!” That became my catch phrase for a few years.

RIP Dusty. You put a lot of smiles on everybody’s faces.

Another Dusty memory: before Georgia Championship Wrestling became WCW, Dusty was the head booker. While he didn’t wrestle on TV that much, he would do promos to get people interested in going to Atlanta to see the big matches, where stars would take on stars and every match wasn’t a squash match against jobbers.

In this particular angle, Dusty kept getting jumped by the Assassins. He’d come to the announcers’ table all beaten up and bloody, and start an impassioned promo about “two evil men!” He finally resorted to calling out his old enemy Ole Anderson, because Ole was the toughest person he knew, to help him with the Assassins. Ole came out, accepted Dusty’s offer, and the two looked to be unstoppable.

Finally, a big event was booked. Dusty and Ole would take on the Assassins in a steel cage. Both teams got their choice of referees, since normal referees were too puny to handle all the violence that would ensue. The Assassins chose Ivan Koloff, while Dusty and Ole chose Gene Anderson, Ole’s brother. The match would happen that weekend.

On the next episode of GCW, they showed a video taken of the match. (This was before PPVs) Dusty started off against one of the Assassins, and did his trademark Bionic Elbows and dancing for the crowd, getting them all excited and happy to see the Assassins get their just desserts. Eventually, it came to the point where the Assassins cheated and got Dusty in dire straits. They double teamed him constantly, and 15 minutes later, Dusty finally fought them off so he could crawl over and tag in his partner Ole… who turned away! The crowd was aghast! Dusty still tried to tag in Ole, pleaded with him, begged him… and Ole attacked him! He beat up Dusty in the corner. The Assassins were wondering what was going on. Then, Gene took his turn and beat up on Dusty. Then, Ivan Koloff took his turn and eventually Dusty’s face bore The Crimson Mask.

So, the Assassins jovially took their turn stomping on Dusty as well. Dusty’s friends came out of the back and tried to climb in the cage, but Ole and Gene were already up there and knocked them off. Even a fan or two tried to climb in. The other fans by ringside were livid and screaming bloody murder. It was a truly heinous act of betrayal, seeing their hero being trapped 5 on 1.

Dusty eventually got Andre the Giant to be his tag partner and take on the Andersons. He really knew how to put asses in seats.

Man, how meta is WWE being?

It starts with R-Truth joking about being in the MiTB match when he isn’t, then it goes to Ambrose saying all the days flowing together that “it feels like it’s Tuesday still”, R-Truth (again) not knowing the announcers apart, to finally the PTP promo where Titus is touting their coming out party to which Darren Young says “Hey man, my coming out party was last summer!”

Funny stuff guys, funny stuff.

Another Dusty memory:

Tully Blanchard had a valet named Baby Doll, a tall blonde who would stand outside the ring during his matches and interfere when the occasion called for it. IRL she grew up in a wrestling family, so she knew all the moves and how to take bumps. She can probably be considered the forerunner of WWE’s Divas.

Dusty and Tully had a feud, and in one match, if Dusty won, he got the services of Baby Doll for a month. He did so, and made her clean out his horse stalls. They showed one vignette where she was working at his ranch while he and somebody else were talking about a horse that was being stubborn. Baby Doll said she could tame it, so they showed her riding the horse a few laps around the ranch. Then, she hollered HYAH! and the horse took off and jumped the fence.

The next week, Dusty came to the announcers’ table crying. “That woman took mah Dinah’s Club card,” he bellowed, as another dude patted his shoulder in sympathy. “She spent it all on hot baths, liquor, and male escorts! How am ah gonna pay this off?” Hilarious.

We’ve marked out for Finn Balor’s entrance big time in this forum. Finn talks about who helped him orchestrate it here among other things.

Well…that was unexpected

Well, that was a surprise!

Roman didn’t win MITB, and Bray Wyatt is back in the picture. Sheamus’s evil bagpipe music fills the halls in celebration! Kiss me Arse, I got a briefcase!

Line of the night: YOUR FACE IS ANNOYING!

Hehehehe… doesn’t anybody realize by now you shouldn’t show affection for Kevin Owens?

Cena got ZAYNED!