Mike Reviews: NWA/WCW Starrcade 1989

Hello You!

Back again with some NWA/WCW stuff (I’m not exactly sure what Turner’s company was called at this time and Wikipedia isn’t especially that helpful either as it lists both groups as hosting the event. The box art for the VHS release says WCW, but that might have been added in after the fact). Seeing as we’re creeping ever closer to December I decided I’d have a look at a show that I’ve never seen in full before with Starrcade 1989.

I remember watching the Turner Home Video cut of the show many moons back, but that featured a lot of clipped matches so that they could trim it down to fit onto the tape. However, thanks to the miracle of the WWE Network, I can now watch the near 3 hour show in its entirety.

Whether that’s a good idea or not is yet to be seen, as this Starrcade fell into the dreaded category of “concept show” (Which is something that happened quite a lot with Starrcade actually now I think about it. It’s strange how they did that so often with their biggest gala event instead of just promoting some big matches that fans cared about and then delivering them) with the concept being Round Robin tournaments for both the singles and tag divisions.

Of course the tag section is immediately weakened by not having The Midnight Express in it, with Jim Cornette relegated to commentary of all things, but the singles tournament features four genuine stars in the form of Ric Flair, Lex Luger, Sting and The Great Muta. It’s hard to think that having those four guys all working with one another couldn’t produce at least a couple of good matches.

I actually did this the old fashioned way by watching the show with an actual notepad and pencil before going away and typing it up later. Of course hand writing stuff takes a bit longer than typing so if I miss something pertinent it might be because I was busy scribbling something down, so apologies in advance if that should it happen.

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Six of the Best – WCW Starrcade matches from the 90’s

Yes, I’ve finally managed to get around to this after many weeks removed from the 80’s list.

As always, these are just my own personal picks. This isn’t supposed to be some sort of objective list or anything. If I leave out a match that you think warrants inclusion, then please feel free to put it down in the comments section below. As with previous lists, I’ll be listing the matches in chronological order.

So without further to do, let’s get to it!

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Six of the Best – Starrcade matches from the 80’s

I decided to cut Starrcade down into an 80’s and 90’s section, just because there were so many matches to select from and I wanted to give them their fair due.

As always, these are just my own personal picks. This isn’t supposed to be some sort of objective list or anything. If I leave out a match that you think warrants inclusion, then please feel free to put it down in the comments section below. As with previous lists, I’ll be listing the matches in chronological order.

So without further to do, let’s get to it!

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Live Notes From Starrcade 2018

Sure why not. Last year, WWE brought back Starrcade in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, marking the first edition of the show in about seventeen years. Now it seems to be a tradition over Thanksgiving weekend (the show’s original time, at least in general) and I took in this year’s edition in the US Bank Arena in Cincinnati, Ohio. The show ran over three and a half hours, including a fifteen minute intermission.

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Rock Star Gary reflects on WCW Starrcade ’92

Live from Atlanta, GA

Airdate: December 28, 1992

Attendance:  8,000 (6,500 paid)

Hosted by Jim Ross & Jesse “The Body” Ventura

Who will win Battlebowl? Who will become the King of Cable? Can either Simmons or Chono retain their respective World titles? Or do Rude or Muta stand a chance to unseat them? Let’s find out!

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Rock Star Gary reflects on…NWA Starrcade ’88

Live from Norfolk, VA

Airdate: December 26, 1988

Attendance:  10,000

Hosted by Tony Schiavone, Magnum T.A., Jim Ross, and Bob Caudle

Will the NWA, now under the Turner umbrella, introduce a new champion? Or will they maintain the status quo? Let’s find out!

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NWA World Championship Wrestling, December 7, 1985

We open with footage from Ric Flair’s Starrcade ’85 entrance. Flair lost the NWA Title to Dusty Rhodes at Starrcade, nine days ago. To the standard open…

Tony Schiavone & David Crockett are our hosts once again this week. They let us know the big Superstation Championship Challenge Series (SCCS) will be a six-man tag: Tully Blanchard & the Andersons vs. Billy Jack Haynes, Magnum T.A. and Sam Houston. They run down all the title changes from Starrcade (five of them). David mentions the new NWA World champion when Tony cuts him off and says we’ll talk about that later on. Sounds like Dusty’s title reign is in doubt…

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NWA World Championship Wrestling, November 30, 1985

Starrcade ’85 “The Gathering” is in the books and five new champions were crowned, including a new NWA World Heavyweight Champion, Dusty Rhodes. Two days later, we’re back in the TBS studios for another exciting edition of the Saturday night tradition, NWA World Championship Wrestling.

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Starrcade ’85 “The Gathering” – November 28, 1985

Continuing the chronological look back at the NWA/Jim Crockett Promotions’ run in the mid-late 80s, it’s time for Starrcade ’85 “The Gathering”. Our main event is a rematch from Starrcade ’84, NWA Champ Ric Flair vs. Dusty Rhodes. However, perhaps the most anticipated match on the card is the I Quit steel cage battle for the U.S. Title between Tully Blanchard and Magnum T.A. Let’s roll…

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NWA World Championship Wrestling, November 23, 1985

We are five days away from Starrcade ’85 “The Gathering”. Presumably, this show will presumably push the event heavily … We open with a video clip of how we ended last week: Dusty Rhodes and Magnum T.A. challenging the Four Horsemen to step into the ring. The Horsemen’s 4-2 advantage quickly disappears when the Road Warriors provide some backup for Magnum & Dusty. The Horsemen backdown and we go to the show open…

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The Ronnie Garvin Dilemma

Thanks to Scott’s awesome Observer recaps, there has been a lot of talk on the Blog of Doom about the bewildering decision by the NWA to put the title on Ronnie Garvin in 1987. I thought a historical perspective might shed some light on the state of Jim Crockett Promotions at the time, why this was such an atrocious idea, and what the WWE should learn from it.

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Rock Star Gary reflects on…NWA Starrcade ’85!

One of my all-time favorite shows…

Live from both Greensboro, NC and Atlanta, GA

Airdate: November 28, 1985

Attendance:  sold out in both locations

Hosted by Tony Schiavone and Bob Caudle

Finally, after all of that WWF stuff, we return to Jim Crockett Promotions for their annual supershow. In an act of one-upmanship, Crockett expanded Starrcade from one location to two.  By having two cards in two locations, Crockett sold out both the Omni and the Coliseum and provided each with a main event.

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Starrcade 97 question

Reading about/Watching starrcade 97 again, and how awfully booked it was. Why didn't Kevin nash end up wrestling The Giant? I remember that being billed as the number 3 match behind the main event and Zybsko/Bischoff. Also, Larry freaking Zybsko was in the 2nd from the top match at one of the biggest cards of all time? Also Randy Savage wasn't even booked on the card and was a last minute replacement in the 6 man? And Raven didn't even wrestling even though he was booked in a feud with Benoit at the time? Any reasons for any of this??

​God, why would you watch Starrcade 97 again?  
Nash's story is that he had a heart condition scare that turned out to be heartburn or indigestion or something, although the most common rational explanation is that he didn't want to do a job.  
Raven had a really gnarly staph infection that was causing inflammation of his pancreas, or something along those lines, so that one was legit. Plus Benoit got his revenge and beat the piss out of him at Souled Out, so fine.  
Randy Savage wasn't originally going to be there because WCW had used up all his dates, and when Konnan went down with injury they had to basically call him and beg him to work and actually changed the finish of the match to Savage going over with the flying elbow to get him to work.  
Zbyszko…well, it is what it is.  Larry was pretty over in that role and I'd guess Bischoff wanted to work with someone he was friends with and trusted.  But it at least made sense from a storyline perspective.  
God, though, that show was so bad.  

Starrcade 1999

December 19, 1999
Location: MCI Center, Washington
Attendance: 8,582
Commentators: Tony Schiavone, Scott
Hudson, Bobby Heenan
Reviewed by Tommy Hall
have arrived. We have reached the biggest show of the year for WCW.
It’s the final pay per view of the year and the final Starrcade of
the 1990s. Over the years this show has been a showcase for legends
like Sting, Ric Flair, Lex Luger and Hulk Hogan. There have been
great matches, moments and shows in general, many of which have been
some of WCW’s best shows of all time. Now, forget everything I just
said, because this is going to be one of the biggest disasters in the
history of……I would say professional wrestling but that has
nothing to do with what I’m about to sit through. Let’s get to it.

open with a Scott Hudson narrated highlight package to preview the
card. Up first in the package: the Revolution vs. Jim Duggan/his
mystery partners. I’m pretty sure every match gets some time here,
but my goodness they aren’t off to a rousing start by making me think
about all of the impending disasters.
we get a standard opening video, focusing on the powerbomb match and
then the World Title match.
Inferno/Lash Leroux vs. Big Vito/Johnny the Bull
lost a lot of money gambling (which I don’t think he ever paid back)
to the Mafia so Don boss Tony Marinara sent Big Vito and Johnny the
Bull after him. Lash helped Disco out and basically started a war
against the mob, setting up this tag match. It’s also probably the
match that has gotten the most build on the card. Normally I would
ask why a match like this is opening the show, but the more I think
about it, what else do they have?
a brawl to start with Vito punching Lash down early on. A nice
suplex drops Lash again and Vito nails a good looking superkick.
Heenan gets in another of his lines that are open to interpretation
as he wonders why the people in the back are so quiet. Off to Johnny
who eats a dropkick from Lash and a clothesline from Disco for one.
stomps away in the corner but Johnny sweeps the leg (because he’s the
best in town) to take over. Vito scores with a hard running
clothesline and Johnny’s swinging neckbreaker gets two. We hit the
chinlock for a bit before something like a double powerbomb plants
Disco again. Vito spends too much time mocking the crowd on the
ropes though and hits the mat, allowing the hot tag to Lash.
breaks down and the goons are dropped with clotheslines. A gorilla
press drop puts Lash down but he avoids a top rope spinning legdrop.
Disco hits a top rope splash for two but Vito comes off the top to
break up the save (granted the really slow count made it a bit
easier). Vito reverses a whip from Lash and sends him into the Last
Dance from Disco by mistake, setting up Vito’s spinning DDT for the
C. Totally acceptable tag match
here, but I have a feeling we’ve just seen the match of the night.
It’s the old power vs. speed formula which has worked for the better
part of ever and worked here as well. The story made sense and was
actually different for a change, but this could have been on almost
any given Nitro. Still though, totally acceptable.
match Disco gets beaten up and thrown in the body bag, along with a
bottle of ether. The mob takes him back to the parking lot and throw
him in their car to take them away.
vs. Hart is No DQ. If that was the stipulation beforehand, I haven’t
heard of it.
Hall is out of the US Title match due to a knee injury so Benoit is
the champion.
announcers run their mouths to fill time on a show with 13 matches.
Keep in mind that this is
coming after a backstage segment. Not only is it boring for the PPV
audience, but it’s letting the crowd come down after a decent opener.
Chris Benoit to say he doesn’t want the title this way, so it’s
officially vacant. However, he’ll still have the ladder match
against anyone that wants to face him for the title.
Title: Madusa vs. Evan Karagias
is defending and Madusa offered sex to get this show. After she
earned the shot, Evan dumped Madusa for Nitro Girl Spice, making this
just another title match but with man on woman violence because Russo
is obsessed with this idea. Madusa dives off the top to take out
Evan and Spice before sending him into the barricade. They head
inside where Evan slaps her in the face and plants her with a
powerslam, only to miss a Lionsault.
dropkicks him down but gets slammed off the top. A powerbomb puts
Madusa down for two so Madusa powerbombs him right back. They head
outside with Evan diving onto Madusa, but Spice gets on the apron to
distract the champ. It’s just a ruse for the worst low blow ever,
setting up Madusa’s German suplex for the pin and the title.
D-. So not only did they have a
swerve, they had only the bare bones of a match as this was nothing
more than a spot fest with no flow to it. Yeah Mysterio and Guerrera
would do a bunch of spots, but at least they knew how to make them
exciting. This was less than four minutes long and more about the
fact that Madusa is a woman. In other words, they were trying to
recreate Chyna without putting in the effort of building her up in DX
all those years. That’s Russo’s philosophy: just go to the end goal
without putting in any of the work and then blame the fans for not
the storyline front, let’s recap what just happened to Evan: he was
duped into giving Madusa the shot by the offer of sex, then Madusa
won the title shot again in a triple threat, then Evan got pinned on
Thunder for no apparent reason, then the other woman, who was
involved in this story to distract Evan, turned on him to give Madusa
the title for no reason other than to mess with Evan, who made the
mistake of being a champion and going after a pretty girl who seemed
interested in him. Oh and Madusa hit cheated to win the title. I’m
not sure if she was the face or the heel here, but I’m sure WCW
didn’t know either.
Smiley is dressed up like a Washington Redskin for his match with
Meng. He certainly isn’t scared and ignore the scream when the
producer tries to count him out of the interview. Sudden moves like
that just are not necessary when Norman is a coiled spring ready to
explode! Ignore the fact
that the Hardcore Title is practically identical to the ECW Title.
Title: Meng vs. Norman Smiley
the coward is defending. They
throw weapons at each other to start before Meng shoves the cart full
of weapons runs Norman over. It’s
in the back without Norman ever making it to the ring and Norman
blasts him in the head with the chair for almost no effect. Norman
runs away through catering before Meng slams him through a table.
throws a cinder block at his head but Norman avoids the whole death
thing. Smiley dives behind some boxes to hide, allowing Finlay and
Brian Knobbs to come up and beat Meng down. Well
kind of as Meng no sells the chair and trashcan shots until Finlay
NAILS him with a lead pipe to knock Meng silly. Norman comes out and
covers to retain.
D. Norman is a guy that tries
so hard but can’t get out of this hardcore nonsense. This was your
standard hardcore match with Meng dominating and Norman screaming a
lot but somehow escaping for the title. In other words, it’s your
standard TV match being held at Starrcade because Russo doesn’t know
the difference between the shows.
beats up Nick Patrick for reasons.
Flair has a gold crowbar delivered to him and seems very happy.
and Steve Williams are ready. There’s nothing more to this segment.
wait there is, as we cut back to see the Misfits kidnap Oklahoma.
recap Jim Duggan vs. the Revolution, which is based around the idea
of the Revolution thinking they’re a sovereign nation and wanting to
deface the American flag. Bringing Duggan in makes sense there, but
the Powers That Be says there’s nothing to his love of America and
made him a janitor because that’s funny or something.
Duggan/??? vs. Revolution
Asya/Saturn/Malenko/Douglas here and we have no idea who the partners
are here. If Duggan wins, the Revolution has to be the janitors for
30 days, but if Duggan loses, he has to denounce
America. Duggan’s partners
are…..the Varsity Club, a team which hit its peak in 1988/1989. In
case you’re like, young or something, it’s Rick Steiner/Kevin
Sullivan/Mike Rotundo with Leia Meow (ECW’s
as their cheerleader.
sits in on commentary to make it a handicap match. Dean
and Duggan start things off but Saturn comes in less than ten second
in. The Varsity Club gets in some cheap shots in the corner before
Duggan hammers away with forearms to the back. Dean
comes in again for an elbow to the face and a slam, followed by the
three point clothesline for two.
gets the same off a missile dropkick as Heenan points out that Duggan
hasn’t tried to tag out. Just get to the swerve we all know is
coming from here. Saturn
misses a middle rope splash but Dean hits Jim in the head with a
flag. Everyone comes in
with the Varsity Club cleaning house, including tying Asya in the
Tree of Woe for Sullivan’s running knee. Then they turn on Duggan
because what else were they going to do here? Shane runs in for the
pin as the Varsity Club keeps beating up Saturn on the floor.
F. This is STARRCADE 1999 and
they bring out the Varsity Club? If they were going for some kind of
nostalgia/history thing here, they completely missed the point as the
Varsity Club’s biggest moment was when they were fighting each other,
assuming anyone remembered/cared about that in 1999. As
it is, this is just another four minute match capped off by a
beatdown to make it a Jim Duggan story. What is the mass appeal here
and who thought the one thing this show needed was MORE people
running around?
tells Duggan he has 24 hours before he has to renounce America. They
drape the Revolution flag over him, only to take it right back off.
Misfits have Oklahoma in a shark cage to make sure he stays out of
the Vampiro match.
vs. Steve Williams
Vampiro wins, he gets five minutes with Oklahoma. The
Misfits wheel out Oklahoma in the shark cage but he has a headset on
and can still do his Jim Ross jokes because…..screw the sarcasm.
This whole thing is stupid. Vampiro
dives off the cage to take Williams out and the brawl begins on the
floor. They head inside with Oklahoma yelling at the commentators.
Williams fires off a chop so
Oklahoma shouts CHOP over and over.
three point tackles take out Vampiro’s legs followed by some chops,
but Oklahoma gets bored saying chop over and over. A
belly to belly superplex sends Vampiro flying but brings in the
Misfits. Williams cleans house with ease and suplexes Vampiro down
again. He hammers on Vampiro but shoves the referee down (how have
we not had a ref bump tonight?) for a DQ, setting up Vampiro vs.
D. So their solution to make us
care about Vampiro is to have him get beaten up until the referee
gets knocked down while Oklahoma gets to do his same joke over and
over and over and over and over. I feel like iTunes on repeat (who
uses records anymore?) saying this but STOP USING THE SHOW FOR YOUR
five minute clock starts immediately.
vs. Vampiro
gets Williams out of here as we’re still waiting on Oklahoma to get
out of the cage. Oklahoma
gets in after about two minutes and kicks Vampiro in the head. More
slow stomps connect before Vampiro hits a single chop, only to have
Oklahoma nail two straight low blows. A
quick Rock Bottom drops Oklahoma and the Misfits come in for some
shots, which the referee doesn’t seem to mind. The
Nail in the Coffin ends this mess.
recap, Vampiro needed the help of a punk rock band (how many of the
fans actually know who they are?) to beat Oklahoma, who beat the tar
out of Vampiro for most of the “match”. Again,
the announcers are getting the push at the sake of someone like
Vampiro, who may or may not be entertaining but he’s an actual
tells Hennig/Shane/La Parka/Creative Control that he has something
big planned for tonight so he can’t quite focus on their match.
Thanks for letting us know
about this an hour into the show instead of building it up for a few
weeks, but they probably didn’t know a few weeks ago.
Ray tells Booker he won’t have his back tonight.
Heat/Midnight vs. Curt Hennig/Creative Control
winning tag team is #1 contenders so
Hennig and Midnight are just kind of here to fill in the roster,
because Heaven forbid we just have a regular tag match. My goodness
there are suddenly a lot of empty seats across from the cameras. I
couldn’t have missed those earlier.
There’s no Stevie so it’s a
handicap match with more man on woman.
stomps Booker into the corner to start before
no selling a spin kick to the face. So much for this one changing
the tide of the show. We look at the ladder for later and come back
with Midnight in without seeing what happened in between. I’m
betting Gerald lost a Canasta game and had to allow the hot tag.
quickly back to Booker who gets beaten down again but quickly gets
over to tag in Midnight for some dropkicks. Hennig
clotheslines her out to the floor and the heels take over again.
Back in and Creative Control
takes over on Midnight as Hudson talks about the big events of the
night: the return of the Varsity Club and Disco being thrown into a
car. We get the old
“referee doesn’t see the tag” spot as Stevie Ray comes out, only
to be sent to the back by Booker.
gets slammed down and Patrick drops some elbows for two. He misses
the middle rope elbow though and Midnight gets over for the hot tag.
It doesn’t count as Nick Patrick was “talking to Stevie Ray.”
That’s true, but THEY WERE LOOKING AT THE TAG. As in Nick clearly
realized he wasn’t supposed to see it and you can see him try to snap
his head away in time so it doesn’t look that bad but it doesn’t
work. Hennig sneaks in with
a foreign object to knock Booker silly for the pin and a delayed
D. As
usual, this was an angle disguised as a match. On top of the match
being boring for the most part and yet another woman being in there
for the sake of being in there (Midnight was fine but the announcers
spent the whole match talking about how awesome it was to have a
woman in there, which just puts more attention on the fact that she’s
nothing special), the gaffes like Nick seeing the tag made this a
huge mess. Above all else though, I just do not care because I
haven’t been given a reason to care. These people are just
characters with little development so it’s really hard to get
recap Jarrett vs. Rhodes. Basically Dustin returned as something
resembling a child abductor but he decided he wanted to be Dustin
Rhodes because THAT has such a great track record for him. Jeff
thought it was funny that Dustin’s dad got fired so the feud began
again and of course it turned into a bunkhouse match to make it about
cowboys and hardcore.
wearing a Dusty Rhodes
shirt, talks about the match
but Jeff jumps him to start.
Jarrett vs. Dustin Rhodes
runs Dustin’s knee over with a wheelbarrow and hits him in the throat
with a kendo stick. They
slam each other into the wheelbarrow before heading inside for the
first time with Jeff taking a cowbell to the head. Well you knew the
bullrope and cowbell were going to be involved somehow. Some
bell shots knock Jarrett onto the announcers’ table but hitting him
in the head with a metal bell doesn’t sound as good as throwing
powder in Jeff’s face.
pulls out a whip and nails both Jarrett and the referee before duct
taping the referee to the ropes. Jeff
shrugs off a shot with some chaps (you think I care enough to react
to that at this point?) and kicks Dustin low as Curt Hennig comes out
to untape the referee. We
hit the sleeper as Jarrett tries to make this wrestling for reasons I
don’t understand.
finally suplexes his way out and gets two off a Boss Man Slam.
Shattered Dreams connects
but Hennig pulls the referee
out at two. That earns Curt
some Shattered Dreams of his own and
all three head up to the entrance. Dustin plants Hennig with a
bulldog but Jeff climbs the ladder and blasts him with a guitar for
the pin.
D. Ok. What
else do you want me to say here? Two guys who are feuding over
someone not even working for this promotion anymore had a long (by
this show’s standards) match and the heel had someone else come in to
basically make it a handicap match. The good guy fought back and
then the two beat him without anything overly interesting happening.
Jarrett continues to not by over but gets pushed to the moon (dig
that huge win over DUSTIN RHODES!) because he beat up a woman in the
WWF and that’s clearly like porn to Russo. These
guys weren’t really putting in a ton of effort though and it’s clear
that no one has anything special without some kind of character
behind them. It’s just two old school style guys having a boring
match and that’s not something I want to watch for eleven minutes.
Flair makes the headless teddy bear stroke the golden crowbar.
Somehow, there isn’t a single bit of innuendo in that entire
sentence. Why David is
wearing a Halloween Havoc shirt isn’t clear.
says his hands will have a crowbar in them tonight and then those
same hands will give Flair a bang.
Dallas Page vs. David Flair
A CROWBAR ON A POLE MATCH!!! This is like Russo’s hit parade if I
had to pay $30 to see it. This match is due to David stalking
Kimberly after Kimberly slept with Ric Flair instead of David. So
yeah, we have sex, insanity, illogical stories and a thing on a pole.
Like I said, the hit parade rolls on. The
crowbar is pitifully low as anyone of average height could reach it
from the mat.
sneaks up from behind with the gold crowbar (different from the one
on the pole) but Little Naitch (who should be in David’s corner in
theory) takes it away, because even if you’re insane and carrying a
crowbar, you MUST follow the rules! The
referee checks on Page and says the match will be a forfeit, but Page
shoves Penzer away and wants to go.
get the opening bell and David hammers away because how else was this
going to be competitive? David
counters a sunset flip and punches Page in the face for two. A
clothesline gets the same as we’re still waiting on any attempt at
the crowbar. Flair hits a
low blow and puts on a Figure Four but Page turns it over for the
break. Flair gets the crowbar, misses a swing and eats the Diamond
Cutter for the pin.
F. Remember when Chris Jericho
would lose and then go insane and beat the post with a chair? That’s
how I feel here. There was no reason for this to be on pay per view
or for this to be a gimmick match other than to make the match more
believable. In other words, they can’t have a good match without
making it a gimmick and the match can’t be good because it’s a
gimmick. Who other than
Vince Russo could book a sub four minute match into a paradox while
almost completely ignoring the gimmick that causes the paradox in the
first place?
gives him a middle rope Diamond Cutter post match and it about to hit
him with the crowbar but the yet to be named Daffney runs in to cover
Flair up. Page leaves instead of hit the crazy chick.
wants a beer. I don’t drink but can someone get me a hammer to crush
my own skull?
recap Luger vs. Sting, which has seen Luger treat Liz like garbage
(more anti-women porn for Russo), which sent her running off for
Sting to help him. At the same time, Luger “inadvertently” cost
Sting some matches and kept trying to make it up to him, only making
it worse in the process. Their match tonight is for Liz’s freedom,
which she totally and completely wants of course.
Package vs. Sting
the back, Sting gives Liz “super high octane” mace. The
STEROIDS chant begins and Luger quickly sends Sting outside. Some
whips into the barricade have Sting in more trouble before some
elbows get two. Sting no
sells a ram into the buckle and Luger gets caught between slaps from
Sting and Liz. A double
clothesline puts both of them down because of those two and a half
DEVASTATING minutes of action.
comes in to check on Luger and sprays the mace at Sting, but it’s
silly string because Sting actually outsmarted someone!!!!! Even
the announcers acknowledge how shocking this is. Sting
makes his comeback and hits a top rope splash for two. A
pair of regular Stinger Splashes look to set up the Deathlock but Liz
comes in with the ball bat for a very loud sounding shot to the jaw
for the DQ.
D+. I’m upgrading this because
of the bat shot and the string. Other than that, this was a big mess
with the whole thing not even breaking six minutes despite it being
one of the bigger matches on the card. This changes nothing as Liz
is freed from Luger but apparently wants to stay with him, making
this whole thing a big waste of time. Imagine that.
Pillmanizes Sting’s arm post match. Remember
two years ago when Sting was in the biggest match in WCW history?
How was that just two years ago?
recap, that was the tenth match of the show and, assuming you count
Madusa as a heel, the third match where the heel didn’t either win or
get the last laugh after the match. Those three are Vampiro and the
Misfits beating up Oklahoma (who dominated the “match”), Page
over David Flair and Norman Smiley over Meng where Norman was treated
like a goon all match. Is
there any doubt why so many fans are leaving their seats halfway
through the show?
recap Sid vs. Nash in the powerbomb match. I’ve watched the shows
setting this match up and now I’ve watched the video and I’m still
not exactly sure why they’re fighting. They’ve
fought a few times but I’m not sure why they started in the first
place. Again though, I doubt WCW does either other than “hey,
they’re both big!”
Vicious vs. Kevin Nash
win by using a powerbomb instead of a pin or a submission because
we just couldn’t have either guy do a real job for the sake
of…..probably some legal deal actually. Nash
takes over to start and hits the framed elbow and a side slam for
two. A low blow breaks up
Sid’s powerbomb attempt and it’s time to go outside so they don’t
have to wrestle. Sid hits
him in the back with a chair but stops to tell the fans to shut up.
Good grief dude at least know what you’re supposed to be doing out
there. Back in and Sid
tries to start a powerbomb chant but the fans are mostly silent.
Well to be fair that’s what Sid wanted.
referee FINALLY GETS BUMPED, right before Sid hits a powerbomb. Cue
Jeff Jarrett with
a guitar to knock Sid out cold. The referee slowly gets up and Nash
loads up a powerbomb but his back is out. Now the referee turns
around as Nash is holding his back and Sid is down. Nash: “Yeah I
powerbombed him.” Referee: “WELL OK THEN!” Nash wins. Scott
Hudson: “I refuse to refer to Nash as the master of the powerbomb!”
Oh dang man. No Scott Hudson endorsement? This is a sham of a
reign as powerbomb master!
F. Failure, freaking stupid,
for the love of all things good and holy, for goodness’ sake, fire
them both. Pick any two and that’s what the F stands for here. I
actually had to get up and walk around for a bit before I started
talking about this. They somehow booked a match built around one
finisher and then they couldn’t even do that finish because Nash
didn’t want to do the powerbomb.
a kayfabe perspective, how freaking horrible do the referees in this
company look? Ranging from staying down for five minutes off a
single shot to not being able to see a tag literally three feet in
front of them to saying “yeah, sure I’ll believe you when you say
you powerbombed him. You would never lie”, these are the worst
referees I’ve ever seen. Oh and then there’s Roddy Piper who has a
young boy doing his work for him and who hears voices in his head. I
would do a Randy Orton joke there but Orton is too good for this
says the open challenge is still, uh, open.
Title: Chris Benoit vs. ???
match and the title is
officially vacant coming in The
mystery opponent is……Jeff Jarrett, because why have two Jarrett
segments when you can have three??? And
my goodness did he change from jeans to gear in a hurry. It’s
a brawl in the aisle to start with Benoit chopping Jeff into the
ring. Something like an Irish Curse drops Jarrett and a superplex
allows Benoit to go get the first ladder.
gets up and hits a baseball slide to drive the ladder into Benoit,
but Chris whips him into the ladder in the corner a few times to take
over again. Benoit gets
crotched against the ladder
for something like a Russian legsweep out of the corner. Chris is
busted open
but still able to tie Jeff in the Tree of Woe in the standing ladder,
only to find out that it’s hard to climb a ladder with someone
hanging from the other side.
guys go up until Jarrett gets knocked down, followed
by both guys going up and getting knocked over for nice crashes. In
the best spot of the match, Benoit goes up but Jarrett dropkicks the
ladder out from underneath him, sending Benoit down for a huge crash.
Benoit is up first and
dropkicks the ladder onto Jarrett but Benoit would rather drop a Swan
Dive off the top of the ladder instead of grab the belt. Now he goes
up and gets the belt for the win.
B. That
might be high but anything above horrible would be ten times better
than everything else on this show. Best
match of the night here by about 19,000 years and naturally it only
has ten minutes because we needed to give Oklahoma two matches and
have the really stupid David Flair match instead of giving this
another eight minutes. There isn’t much to say here other than the
guys were doing big spots and making them look good. In other words,
the polar opposite of everything else tonight.
recap Goldberg vs. Hart, which started over Hart wanting to give
Goldberg a title shot, and then became an Outsiders story involving
the Tag Team Titles. Other than a few one off promos, these two have
barely addressed each other.
says he’s winning whether Goldberg likes it or not.
World Title: Bret Hart vs. Goldberg
DQ and there must be a winner with Bret defending. Instead
of asking if we’re ready to rumble, Buffer tells us we’re ready
because the fans would probably boo such a question out of the
building for making this last even longer. You
know how most of the time at Wrestlemania the main event eats up like
40 minutes? The bell here rings with just
over thirteen minutes to go
in the show. For some reason it would feel wrong if the main event
of the biggest show of the year had more time than that.
shake hands and we’re ready to go. Goldberg
shoves him down out of a lockup to start but Bret takes him down with
a headlock. That goes
nowhere so Goldberg gorilla presses him into a powerslam for two.
Goldberg tries that rolling
leglock but Bret turns it into an early Sharpshooter attempt as only
he could do. They fight
outside with the referee getting bumped. It’s
not even a big deal at this point.
comes out as a replacement and an overly excited (and likely drunk)
fan is dancing badly in the front row. A big boot puts Hart down
back inside but Robinson gets bumped on a hiptoss. Goldberg spears
the turnbuckle as the third referee comes down to see Bret put on the
Figure Four around the post. Back
in and Bret starts in on the leg and puts on a regular Figure Four.
The turn sends Bret running for the ropes so he wraps the leg around
the middle rope in the corner.
reverses and hammers away but referee number three goes down.
There’s the Bret Killer
superkick to set up the spear but a dejected Roddy Piper comes out to
be the fourth referee. Bret, apparently having shrugged off the
spear kicks Goldberg in the knee and MONTREAL STRIKES AGAIN as Piper
calls for the bell before Bret turns the Sharpshooter over. Hudson:
it’s Montreal all over again, because THAT’S THE DUMBEST THING THEY
D-. The match was watchable but
between the whole ending Bret Hart’s career and going back to a fake
Montreal over two years later with Bret on the good end this time is
one of the worst possible ideas they could have come up with. If you
want Bret to keep the title on a screwjob then have someone lay
Goldberg out from behind or whatever, but good night don’t do it like
this. I mean, if this is the best they can think of, just close the
doors now because Russo is clearly not what he’s cracked up to be (oh
gee what an understatement) and they need to find ANYONE else to give
the reigns over to immediately.
hands Bret the belt and walks off to end the show.
No. No no, no no no,
no no, no no. This is flat
out not acceptable as the biggest show of the year for any promotion,
or as a show for any serious promotion actually. Where
in the world do I even start? Well let’s start at the ending
actually, as the main event was the longest match of the night at
12:07. This past week’s
episode of Raw had two matches longer than that and that’s a run of
the mill TV show.
all else, this felt like it could be any given filler pay per view
where they’re not trying. I know WCW had mixed feelings about how
big of a deal Starrcade really was, but at least they would usually
give lip service to the fact that it’s the biggest night of the year.
This felt like Fall Brawl or Uncensored instead of Starrcade and
that’s a feeling that you can’t shake off no matter what.
1999 was Vince Russo with time to come up with his best possible
ideas. Somehow he’s managed to produce the one of the worst
Wrestlemanias and the one of the worst Starrcades of all time, IN THE
SAME YEAR. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to do that in
the span of about nine months? So
much of this can be blamed on the writing and booking too. When you
have thirteen matches in a show that runs less than two hours and
forty five minutes, there’s very little the
wrestlers can do to make the
thing work.
Mamalukes vs. Disco/Lash was the best match of the night until Chris
Benoit and a ladder took their top spot. That’s almost inconceivable
that a totally average tag match was as good as this show could do
for about 80% of the card. These
stories are thrown together with no real rhyme or reason to most of
them and at some point the fans just gave up. Yeah, it worked back
in the WWF in 1999, but
it’s the same argument made about TNA now: why would I want to watch
a lite version of the same stories with lesser and older talent doing
the work?
comes a point where you have to show your audience some respect or
they’re going to turn on you. That’s where Russo doesn’t get the
point: he thinks the fans are going to follow whatever he does
because they’re watching a wrestling show and therefore aren’t that
smart. That means he can throw some big series of swerves at us and
expect us to just go with it with an explanation of “YOU DIDN’T SEE
IT COMING!” and then somehow blame us for not getting it. I know
this is rambling but after watching this disaster there’s no way to
have any sort of coherent thought process.
just one big surprise after another, but the problem is you can start
to see the surprises coming about half an hour into the show. If you
train your audience to expect a big swerve, it stops being a swerve
and becomes part of the plot. Piper coming out at the end of the big
swerve would have worked better if we didn’t have so many people
turning on each other or one big surprise after another for two and a
half hours leading up to it.
doesn’t help that Piper is a legend and hasn’t had a good match in
about seven years at this point but he’s being featured as a major
plot point for a story that people don’t care about. The build for
this show didn’t make me want to see it and then the show itself was
horrible, making me have no desire to keep tuning in.
is there that’s left untied here? Nash wins to show Sid is
worthless, Hall is probably going to come back and take the title
from Benoit, and we get to see more Jeff Jarrett. The big
cliffhanger here is “WHY DID PIPER SCREW BRET???” If that’s the
big question going into Nitro tomorrow, I have zero desire to keep
watching this promotion, but I’m sure it’s my fault for not
supporting Russo like he deserves for putting on all this EXCITING TV
for me. Total disaster of a show and more like hitting a rock wall
instead of starting some new chapter in the company’s history as the
year is coming to a close.
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WCW Starrcade: December 29, 1996

Anytime one can capitalize on nostalgia, one should pounce. And pounce
WCW has; signing an aging but mobile Roddy Piper to battle a revitalized Hulk
Hogan, with their roles reversed. And while I have admittedly found Piper to be
a complete and total disaster, the Match of the Century stuff has worked.
Because of Hogan’s strong heel work, finally having a babyface forcing him to
show a little ass has resulted in their biggest buy-rate to date. This show
drew a 0.95, up from the atrocious 0.36 from one year earlier, and a major
improvement over the 0.70 from Halloween Havoc. I am ignoring World War 3
because it wasn’t given the substantial main event push of the last few shows.
So with their largest set of paying eyeballs on the product ever, it’s
now up to WCW to deliver. Are they ready to take the belt off of Hollywood
Hogan; or is this one big commercial to lead us to the next big challenger in
Lex Luger, Sting, or Glacier (who is of course coming)?
Only one way to find out (18 years ago).
We are of course LIVE from Nashville, TN, and the show starts with a
shocker. Against all odds, DUSTY RHODES
has found a tuxedo that fits. TONY
join him on commentary.

Sonny Onoo) vs. DEAN MALENKO (in a unification match for the J-Crown titles and
the WCW world cruiserweight title)
Dragon earned this title shot after a wild ****1/2 match with Rey
Mysterio Jr. at last month’s World War 3, and Dean Malenko is still the
champion despite the ever present Jimmy Graffiti challenging him periodically.
With the ever present scent of Cruiserweights in the air, MIKE TENAY trips over himself to get down to the commentary booth.
Dragon starts by attacking Malenko at his own game, grapevining the leg and
trying to get him an Uncle, as per Dusty. Malenko makes the ropes, but Dragon
keeps riding him. Dean reverses, and puts Dragon in a scissors headlock while
working an armbreaker. Dragon has no time for this shoot nonsense, and kips up
out of the hold, before kicking Malenko in the back of the head a bunch of
times. Malenko shakes it off, and hits Dragon with a side suplex. He tries
another scissors to the head, but Dragon rolls over and hits a vicious snap
suplex for 2. He ignores the USA chants, and applies a half crab. Malenko
starts wiggling, so Dragon drops down and puts on an STF. Malenko won’t tap, so
Dragon releases and tries a headscissors. Malenko pushes him off and sends
Dragon to the floor. A baseball slide misses, and Dragon slams him on the
ground. Dragon fakes flying, and Malenko side-steps – but that allows Dragon to
re-assess and now he hits the tope suicida! They head back in, and Dragon gets
2. Dragon attempts a snap suplex, but it’s blocked and reversed. Still, Malenko
takes a hit off the move, and because he’s taken more abuse, it’s Dragon who
manages to roll over for a 2 count. Back to their feet, Malenko counters a
backdrop with a sunset flip for 2! Dragon’s pissed, and quickly hits a swinging
neckbreaker for 2. Malenko stands, and finds himself locked in a NASTY
abdominal stretch, with Dragon’s leg pressed over Dean’s head for extra
pressure. The Dragon goes for a sleeper, but Malenko hits a backdrop suplex to
escape, and both guys are down. Malenko recovers first, and throws Dragon
across the ring with a release German suplex for 2. Sensing opportunity,
Malenko grapevines the leg, and squeezes it like a grapefruit. Dragon manages a
break in the ropes, but as soon as he lets go, Dean re-applies it. After nearly
a minute in the hold, Dragon manages to get to the ropes one more time. Malenko
doesn’t let up, hitting a single leg atomic drop, and then dropkicks Dragon’s
knee. He hits a variation of a dragon screw, and locks the grapevine back on
the knee again. Dragon uses the heel of his boot to club Malenko in the face,
but Dean does not let go. Still, he again reaches the ropes, but he’s a cripple
at this point. At least you’d think that, until he reverses a whip and misses a
handspring back elbow like nothing’s wrong. Grrrr, I hate it when they don’t
sell their injuries. Dragon boots Malenko in the face with his bad leg, but
Dean powerslams him HARD, and the fans pop sensing the champ has him on the
ropes. However, a German suplex is blocked, and Dragon hits a spinning heel
kick. Powerbomb gets 2. Dragon threatens a tombstone, but Malenko rears back
and reverses, hitting a NASTY VICIOUS piledriver! Dragon kicks out at 2. Texas
Cloverleaf is threatened, but Dragon wiggles to the safety of the ropes.
Malenko instead hits the tigerbomb to a MASSIVE pop, and rolls over … getting
2! The fans thought that was it. The pair brawl back to the floor, and it’s
Dragon who hits a spinning heel kick setting up an Asai moonsault! They head
back in, and Dragon goes up – but Malenko cuts him off at the pass. Dragon
elbows loose and drops Malenko, but misses the moonsault! Dean puts on the
Cloverleaf, and the fans lose their collective shit!!! Sonny Onoo gets on the
apron, and Malenko releases to go after him. As he turns, Dragon cradles him …
for 2! Malenko doesn’t give up the fight, and nails a brainbuster for 2! He
figures a second one might do the trick, but Dragon slips off the back, and
they start trading move reversals before Dragon hits the Dragon suplex and
scores the pin and ALL the gold at 18:29!!!
I can’t go the full monty because Dragon refused to sell the leg, but I loved
everything else. Call it ****.
AKIRA HOKUTO (with Sonny
Onoo and Kensuki Sasaki) vs. MADUSA (for the WCW Women’s title)
self-proclaimed ladies expert (due to the fact that 80% of the tournament took
place on WCW Pro), joins the commentary. NICK
is assigned here, his first non-nWo assignment in months. Or, is
it? The timing of this Women’s tournament has always been suspect; coinciding
with the nWo’s call to take all the gold in the company, so it’s entirely
possible we’re eyeballing the master plan coming together. Sonny Onoo gets his
fingerprints all over this one, tripping and distracting Madusa whenever
possible. Working a half crab, Hokuto bites Madusa’s foot while she’s at it – a
nice touch. I am oddly distracted by Madusa’s tramp stamp. Unfortunately, this
isn’t in HD, and I’m not able to get a proper camera angle, so I’m left to
speculate on the kind of tattoo Madusa might get on her lower back. After
ruling out many of the usual suspects, I’m going to narrow it down to a bottle
of JD (which would explain the Tennessee Colonel’s obsession with her), or a
campfire (cuz she’s A Blayze). I’m open-minded however, and am willing to
accept theories. Madusa hits her German suplex, but Patrick is out of position
and counts a little slow. The plot thickens. They battle to the top, where
Hokuto hits a superplex, but Patrick counts a normal 2. Madusa dropkicks Hokuto
to the floor, and while Patrick monitors that, Sonny Onoo flattens Madusa with
the American flag! Hokuto re-enters with a missile dropkick, and finishes with
a Northern Lights Bomb for the pin and the belt at 7:05. Heenan: “Japanese 2, WCW 0.” I think he’s got this confused
with last year’s show. *1/2
In the locker room, “MEAN” GENE
welcomes RODDY PIPER to
Music City USA. The Hot Rod compares Hogan to Jurassic Park, despite being all
of 1 year younger. Life is a fight! 6 kids! Homeless at 13! All the usual. He
leaves the dressing room hopping on his replaced hip.
MIKE TENAY is back,
figuring the winner of this one is the defacto #1 contender. Without facing
Jimmy Graffiti? Surely he jests. Both guys shake hands … I don’t care for THAT.
Tenay notes that this is their first matchup, which I find kind of shocking
actually. This is also just 2 months after Liger’s brain tumor was removed;
yikes! And we think drugs are a problem NOW! Liger tries a rear surfboard, but
Rey flips backwards and kicks him in the face. Liger comes back immediately
with a dropkick, and a powerslam that certainly isn’t messing around. A
standing vertical suplex stands to leave Rey a little dizzy, and a gutbuster
takes his breath away. Liger goes for a nasty powerbomb, and slams Rey with
some FORCE. I think the back of his head bounced off the mat on that one.
Liger’s just methodically stalking Rey now, but he gets cocky and goes for a
second gutbuster; and Rey turns that into a rana! A second one sends Liger out
to the floor, and Rey hooks the top rope to keep himself in the ring. Liger
gets back to the apron, only to see Rey charging at him with a spear. It
connects, but the follow up attempt sees Liger turn the tables and suplex Rey
to the outside of the ring. And then, for kicks, he throws ANOTHER vicious powerbomb,
with the back of Rey’s head hitting the side of the ring. 1990’s wrestling!
Concussions what? Rey slowly crawls back to the ring, and is immediately placed
up top. He manages to shove Liger away, but his dropkick attempt misses, and he
falls senton style to the ground. Liger cracks him with a tilt-a-whirl
backbreaker, and Rey finds himself trapped in a surfboard. Rey wiggles to try
and release the hold, but Liger has every part hooked well and Mysterio has
nowhere to go. Finally he rocks forward, and Liger throws him a bit with his
feet. He goes to catch Rey, but Mysterio quickly goes behind and throws a
release German! Fast standing moonsault gets 2. Rey nails a DDT, and
springboard moonsault gets another 2. A springboard dropkick his Liger square in
the chest, and Rey mounts him quickly with the camel clutch. Rey goes for the
West Coast Pop, but Liger has him scouted and catches him with a dropkick to
the face as he flies in. A release German suplex gets 2. Liger moves to a half
crab, cinching back as far as you’ll ever see anyone bend this side of Eric
Bischoff. A spinning heel kick connects in the corner, but Rey retaliates with
one of his own. Liger puts Rey up top, but Mysterio jumps at him with an
overhead scissors takeover. Liger rolls to the floor, not seeing Rey fly at him
with an Asai moonsault! Liger heads back in, but as he’s between the ropes, Rey
drops a leg with a nasty little guillotine. Rey goes for a springboard senton,
but Liger rolls away, and he leaps at Rey with a diving headbutt off the top
for 2. They start trading blows in the corner, and Liger shoves Rey off the
apron, to the floor, hands free. Liger heads up, but Rey pounces back onto the
apron, leaps, and goes for the super rana – only it’s blocked by Liger! Liger
rolls forward with a spinning heel kick, before nailing a running Ligerbomb,
and we have a winner at 14:14. This
wasn’t as good as the earlier match, as a lot of spots just felt like “we’re
doing MOVES”, but it was still a damn fine, flashy display of what both guys are
capable of. ***1/2
CHRIS BENOIT (with Woman)
vs. JEFF JARRETT (in a no disqualification match)
This must be a surprise bonus match or something because I don’t
remember any hype behind this. Benoit and Woman take a few extra seconds to
stare into each other’s eyes before Jarrett makes his entrance. This, admittedly,
is a little interesting because Flair is a big Jeff Jarrett fan. However, the
rest of the Horsemen can’t stand the smarmy son of a bitch. But on the other
hand, everyone, with the exception of Flair once more, is livid at Benoit for
flaunting his affair with Kevin Sullivan’s wife on national TV. Which begs the
question: who are they rooting for? Benoit shoves Jarrett to his ass, and kicks
imaginary dirt all over him, to a GIANT pop. It’s clear who the fans support
here. Jarrett gets to his feet, and Benoit slaps the tradition right out of his
mouth. A double arm lariat gets 1. Benoit hits a drop toe hold, and stands on
the back of Jarrett’s head, grinding his nose into the mat. Jeff pops to his
feet while Benoit celebrates, and takes Chris down with a drop toe hold of his
own, before dancing on his back. They trade 3 consecutive standing switches,
before Benoit just elbows Jarrett in the face to knock that off. Chris kicks
the crap out of Jarrett in the corner, and flashes the Horsemen sign. Jarrett
flies out of the corner with a spear, and they start rolling around on the mat,
pounding each other. Benoit rolls to the floor, and Jarrett follows suit. Woman
grabs Jarrett’s arm, and when he wheels around, Benoit decks him. Back in,
Benoit catapults Jarrett mouth first to the buckle, and Jeff drops like Santa
down an industrial sized chimney. Benoit forces Jarrett to the top, but Jeff
blocks the superplex and Chris flies backwards with nothing. Jarrett chokes Benoit
in the ropes, but Woman pulls him aside to avoid the straddle, and Jeff’s beans
take a sharp shot. A short-armed clothesline from Benoit gets 2. Frustrated
that he isn’t winning, Benoit tosses Jarrett over the top and whips him to the
guardrail. Jarrett sorta retaliates, but he doesn’t have much gas, and as soon
as he’s back in he takes a backdrop suplex for 2. A sleeper is applied, and
Jarrett finds himself taking a nap in under 20 seconds. Benoit uses the ropes
for leverage; still sneakily, but it’s allowed since it’s no DQ anyway. The
referee checks the arm, and after a couple drops, Jarrett still shows life. They
battle back to a vertical base, and Jarrett hits a backdrop suplex to release
the hold. A cradle gets 2. Jarrett nails Benoit with a big boot, and quickly
comes off the top … right into Benoit’s foot. Chris chops the snot out of
Jarrett, but Jeff turns things around and plants Benoit with a dropkick for 2.
An overhead belly to belly launches Benoit to the apron, and Jarrett pulls him
back in with a front suplex across the top rope. Jarrett goes for the Figure
Four, so Woman just claws at the eyes. The fans start to explode, because ARN ANDERSON is walking to ringside
with a purpose; burning a hole through Benoit. He stands to watch, as Benoit
starts working over Jarrett right in front of him. However, with his focus
there, he doesn’t see KONAN and HUGH MORRUS kidnap Woman. Woman’s scrappy,
and puts up a hell of fight. Meanwhile, it turns out Anderson’s appearance was
a ploy, because he DDTs Jarrett on the concrete, completely missing the KEVIN SULLIVAN appearance, who destroys
a wooden chair over Benoit’s skull. Jarrett rolls in and scores the pinfall at 13:47. Despite the fact it was fundamentally
solid, I was never feeling this one. Neither guy seemed to sell very well for
the other, and they didn’t match up well in my opinion. **1/2
“MEAN” GENE OKERLUND tries to get a
word from anyone who will talk to him, but every single person blows him off on
their way to the back. Thankfully, MONGO
are always willing to share their opinions. He thinks Woman’s got Benoit weak
in the knees. Jarrett was served to him on a silver platter, and he failed to
get the win. Debra thinks Jarrett is Horsemen material, and trashes Benoit and
Woman. “That girl has been rode hard, and put up wet.” Gene quickly covers his
microphone and orders her to knock it off.
vs. THE FACES OF FEAR (with Jimmy Hart) (for the WCW world tag-team titles)
referee, which doesn’t bode well for the loves of my life capturing the
tag-team titles here. Still, would YOU try and screw Meng over? If anyone’s
gonna hold Patrick accountable, it’s these guys. Meng starts with Scott Hall,
and he promptly no sells everything Hall hits him with before taking him down
with a clothesline. Meng tosses Hall to the corner, and works him over. Patrick
tries to break it up, but one look and a grunt from Meng backs him RIGHT off.
The distraction is enough for Hall to hit a second rope bulldog, from which
Meng pops up having suffered no damage and clotheslines Hall down again.
Barbarian comes in, and Hall spits in his face. OH NO YOU DIDN’T! The
chickenshit tags in Nash, who tries to look as intimidating as possible … and
Barbarian doesn’t flinch. Nash hits the corner elbows, which serve no purpose
because Barbarian catches him with an elbow of his own, chokes Nash for awhile,
and chops the crap out of him. Patrick gives him a warning, and the momentary
distraction allows Nash to clothesline him from behind. However, that just
draws Meng flying in to start the CLUBBERIN’! Hall stands there, not willing to
get involved, because he’s not suicidal. Nash gives them a double noggin’
knocker, which is the equivalent of Hulking those guys up, and they double
headbutt Nash to the mat after a primal scream. The fans are eating these guys
up! Barbarian gives Nash a sidewalk slam with the kind of effort that says “I
pick up 350 pound guys in my SLEEP!” and gets 2. Barbarian heads up, walks the
ropes just because he can … but misses an elbow. Hall gets in a cheap
clothesline, and Nash throws a series of punches. The big boot is used to choke
out Barbarian, and Patrick misses the entire thing. Hall tags in, and Meng’s
patience is done now, because he pulls Hall to the corner by the hair and now
they give HIM the CLUBBERIN’! Hall elbows both guys, who fail to sell any of
it, and Barbarian gives Hall the big boot. Patrick misses it because he’s tied
up with Jimmy Hart, and eventually turns around long after a 3, and Hall kicks
out at a slow 2. Barbarian doesn’t care, he doesn’t complain, he just turns to
Meng who gives Hall a spike piledriver. Patrick runs around in a circle, and
slowly counts 2. Meng reminds him how to count, and tags in Barbarian.
Honestly, if the slow counts are just going to result in the Outsiders taking
more and more punishment until they’re quadriplegics, I’m fine with it.
Barbarian hits a smooth powerbomb, and Patrick counts 1 at the speed of a 3
before Nash breaks it up. Meng gives Hall an atomic drop, and Barbarian gives
him a big boot to the face, but he’s the illegal man and Patrick won’t count.
Hall clotheslines Barbarian in the back of the head, and Hall follows with one
from the front, and Barbarian’s down. He’s still up first anyway. Syxx steals
Hart’s megaphone and chases him to the back, but I doubt it’ll slow my heroes
any. Barbarian applies a nerve hold, and refuses to release as Hall passes out.
Patrick doesn’t check Hall’s arm, and Scott eventually gets a second wind,
backdropping Barbarian. Nash gets the hot tag, which just sees him trade
punches with Barbarian. Nash nails the big boot, and Patrick counts 2 lightning
fast, but Meng charges and saves. Hall pulls him to the outside, as Barbarian
loads the boot. He misses the Kick of Fear, Nash hits the Jackknife, and the
Outsiders retain at 11:43. You know …
it’s not even that the Faces of Fear lost. I’m a big boy, and I’ve had 18 years
to prepare myself for this recap. It’s the fact it was done cleanly that really
gets to me. These guys could have milked months out of being the thorn in the
side of the nWo, the two bad asses who simply didn’t give a crap how many of
them there were or how high the odds were stacked because their job was to kick
ass and worry about the details later. Instead, after less than 2 months, they’re
effectively killed off as top contenders, and the real chase is being given to
the Steiners. I rarely believe in the racism card, but this is one case where I
feel the upper crust in WCW felt that a white team who had better microphone
skills were the right way to go. Which is unfortunate, because these guys are
just oozing the kind of in-ring charisma that I’d kill to see from ANYONE on
Monday Night RAW today. ***
are talking down Roddy Piper. Hogan says there’s already a ticker
tape parade going on in California because they’re on Pacific Time and think he’s
already won. What the hell is he talking about? He was prepared to tell all the
Hollywood Maniacs that Piper had tucked tail and flown back to Portland, but he
just saw one of Piper’s kids trying to bum a quarter to buy a Coke, so he knows
he’s still here, because even Piper’s not woman enough to leave his kids
behind. Ain’t leaving the kids behind more of a stereotypically man move? Hulk,
with all due respect … go away.
EDDIE GUERRERO (for the WCW United States heavyweight title)
Thousands of fans make the Diamond Cutter sign as Page struts down to
ringside, showing them nothing but contempt. Oh Dallas, you might not want
them, but they’re ready for you, and tonight’s your big night daddio. Eddie
hiptosses Page, who flips Eddie off to a pretty strong reaction. Eddie tries
mocking him to utter silence. He hasn’t managed to find that connection yet;
but I’m prepared to be patient. They fight to the floor, where Page uses all
the dirty tricks as the fans start a “DDP” chant. Eddie snapmares Page over the
top rope, rolls him back in, and hits a slingshot senton for 2. Page pops up,
right into a drop toe hold, and Eddie applies an armbar. Page gets up and
charges, but winds up toppling to the floor. Eddie is right behind with a
plancha. Back in, Eddie mounts Page in the corner, but winds up taking snake
eyes. A pancake is delivered, almost with enough vertical air to be a spike
piledriver. A vertical suplex gets 2, with an annoyed Page feeding it Scott
Dickenson to count faster. Page works an abdominal stretch, and despite the fan
attention, he’s still a scumbag and uses the ropes for extra leverage. The
referee asks the fans if he’s cheating, and amazingly, he gets told “NOOOO”.
Eddie gets in a small package for 2, but Page still has the momentum and uses a
swinging neckbreaker to get 2. Back to the abdominal stretch, and Page goes
right back to cheating. He gets caught on the 3rd go-around, so Page
releases happily and punches Eddie in the ribs. He and Dickenson start a
yelling match, with Page trying to get him to knock it off so he can
concentrate on the match. Eddie gets in a schoolboy for 2, but immediately
takes a clothesline. DDP charges the corner, but Eddie sidesteps, and Page’s
shoulder hits the post. Eddie sweeps out the leg, and lifts Page off his feet
with a European uppercut! A face slam to the buckle sends Page flying
backwards, and a vertical suplex gets 2. A backdrop suplex sends Eddie to the
top, but he misses the Frog Splash! Eddie’s elbow is killing him, and Page
dives in for a pinfall attempt, getting 2. DDP hits a gutbuster, and heads up
top much to the fans delight. He is promptly crotched. Eddie mounts him, but
Page shoves him off and dives at Eddie … right into an atomic drop, and Eddie
gets 2! Page goes to clothesline him, and takes a backslide for 2! DDP tries a
Diamond Cutter, and the fans erupt, before Eddie turns it into another
backslide for another 2! Eddie tries a rana, but Page spins around in mid-move,
and hits a 360 powerbomb instead for 2! Eddie hits a desperation back elbow,
and falls to the outside, which brings down THE OUTSIDERS and SYXX.
Hall gets in the ring behind the referee’s back, and flattens Page with the
Outsider’s Edge!! This is clear payback for Page turning down the nWo
repeatedly over the last month. Eddie wakes up, hits the Frog Splash, and wins
the US title at 15:20! The nWo tries
to destroy Eddie, but he somehow manages to fight off all 3 guys for nearly a
minute before they get their act together and beat him down. Syxx steals the US
title again for good measure. Great storyline advancement here, and this can
only bode even better for Page with the fans moving forward since he’s been one
of the few WCW to spit defiantly in the nWo’s face. For the record, Diamond
Dallas Page is a PERFECT study on how to build a new star. Give him a swanky
finisher, put him over strong for months on end, and eventually have him start
standing up to everyone around him, good or bad. I know that “wins and losses
don’t matter” and we need to keep everyone “equal”, but wrestling wasn’t built
on equal, it was built on guys with the right attitude making piles of money
for everyone involved. Basically, WWE, grow a sack and follow this model. (PS:
And I don’t mean with John Cena!) ***
Amazingly, we have impartial referee RANDY ELLER assigned to this one; the first nWo match that I can
remember without Nick Patrick or Doctor X. Both guys lock up, and Luger
struggles with the massive Giant. Luger’s putting a world of effort into this,
and seems to be sapping all his energy on trying to show Giant he can push him
backwards. Giant eventually shrugs him off and roars. Luger responds by popping
him in the jaw with his steel forearm, and continues the assault with Giant off
balance. The Giant comes to, and explodes out of the corner with a single
clothesline that leaves Luger for dead. A jumping elbow causes Luger to
convulse, but he has time to recover because Giant is slow as molasses. As soon
as Luger gets to crouched position, Giant punts him in the midsection with
enough force to send Luger flying out the ropes like a football. On his way
back in, Giant helps him re-enter with a vertical suplex. Giant stands on Luger’s
throat, and you’d have to imagine the end is near for WCW’s top hope to end the
nWo. Giant’s all laughs, and that momentary lapse sees Luger throw an axehandle
and go for a slam … but Giant is WAYYYY too fat for that, and falls right on
Lex. Giant pulls him up at 1, he’s not interested in ending this yet. Not
without a leaping headbutt to the balls. Given the volume of performance
enhancers coursing through Luger’s blood at this point, that’s gotta be a
fairly precise shot from the Giant. He goes for an avalanche, but Luger
side-steps, and Giant finds himself lying on the ropes like a hammock, and
stuck. Luger kicks him over and over to set up a Rack, but Giant drops down and
that’s that. Luger continues to bring the fight, and a number of clotheslines
have Giant rocking. The old wind up punch doesn’t even bring him down, but a
neckbreaker does, and Luger gets 2. In fact, Giant kicks out with enough force
to launch Luger about 95 feet into the air, and he happens to fall EXACTLY
where poor Randy Eller lays. Never fear, however, because NICK PATRICK is here. In the chaos, Luger manages to slam Giant,
and puts him in the Rack … only to see Patrick kick the back of his legs out and
cause him to collapse. Luger wallops Patrick, as STING starts skulking through the crowd. The Rack is re-applied,
but now SYXX is here, and breaks
that up. Sting hits the ring, ball bat in hand, and pushes it right into the
chest of Nick Patrick, sending him sprawling. He whispers something to Lex, and
then heads over to the Giant to do the same. Leaving his baseball bat behind,
he decides it’s time to exit through the crowd. Lex gets to the bat, but Giant
is up and steps on it. With only one move left, Luger swings his mighty fist,
uppercutting the Giant right in the Polish sausage! He grabs the ball bat,
drives it into the Giant’s stomach, and incredibly, the Giant starts to vomit
ALL over the place! An entire Christmas spread – turkey, yams, stuffing, green
beans with little bits of bacon, gingerbread cookies, an entire smoked ham, the
missing Fit Finlay, and fruitcake are just spewed EVERYWHERE. Wait, no, sorry,
he actually just collapses and Randy Eller awakens to count the pinfall at 13:20. This was probably awful by
anyone else’s standards, but I’m a sucker for a hot crowd and a testosterone
fuelled superman overcome a big evil bad guy. ***1/2 – and I don’t care if it
kills the credibility I never had.
pump us up for the main event, while poor Randy Eller is declared legally brain
dead following that 5 minute coma.
Vincent, Ted DiBiase, Elizabeth, and some gold vanity belt he never defends but
believes is a guitar) vs. RODDY PIPER (in a non-title match)
Yup, despite the fact WCW never explicitly announced whether or not this
was a title match; it was fairly assumed that the belt WOULD be at stake here
since Hogan paraded it out every single time he mouthed off about Piper, AND he
hasn’t defended it in 2 months, NOT to mention it’s the biggest damn
pay-per-view of the year. I realize had WCW advertised a non-title match that
the results of this would be far less in doubt (whoops, spoiler?), but the fans
were totally baited here and it’s not cool, WCW. The fans erupt in a unanimous
sea of “RODDY! RODDY!” chants, and despite my vitriol for the last two months,
it’s clear he’s a god to the 1996 wrestling fans, so it’s not fair for me to
look back 18 years later and declare this a total disaster (since it’s clearly
not) – but there is no way Piper’s insane rambling would have survived the social
media era. I don’t know if it’s because we expect a smarter product, or we’re
just a giant group of haters, but it just hasn’t stood up as well as a lot of
the other stuff we’ve looked back at this year. Anyway, Hogan stalls to start,
and when they finally lock up, he screams at the referee to “WATCH THE BREAK –
I DON’T TRUST THIS GUY!” Of course, as soon as they break, it’s Hogan who
starts slapping around Roddy. You can almost feel some 14 years of playing the
hero just seeping away, as he seamlessly transitions into the heel that’s lived
inside of him since his early days with Freddie Blassie (or, Rocky Balboa).
Piper responds by beating the shit out of him, and Hogan runs right up the
aisle, calling it a night. The ref holds Roddy at bay, so Piper grabs him (it’s
PEE WEE ANDERSON, for the record),
and places him on the top turnbuckle so he can go back to goading Hogan to fight
like a man. Hogan answers the call, digging deep into his inner manhood as
requested … and starts clawing at Roddy’s face. CAAAATFIGHT! Piper pokes Hogan
in the eyes to knock that off, and throws a clothesline. He can’t follow up
because Hogan’s already back on the floor to hang out with Trillionaire Ted.
Back in, Piper works a headlock, and holds on tight while Hogan tries like hell
to shove him off. Hulk manages a backdrop suplex, but Roddy continues to hold
on, working it like a crossface on the mat. In the ropes, Hogan finally spears
his way loose, and he nails Piper with a jawbreaker, sending Piper to the
outside. Hogan comes off the apron with an axehandle, and pokes Piper in the
eyes. Hey, what’s good for the goose is good for the gander, no complaining
(and I’m looking at YOU Tony Schiavone). Back in the ring, Piper actually hits
something resembling a dropkick – fairly impressive considering his current
mobility. Hogan runs up the aisle again, and looks like this time he ain’t
coming back, so Piper charges and pulls him back to ringside by the hair. Piper
shoves DAVE PENZER aside, grabs his
belt off his kilt, and starts whipping Hogan like a red headed mule. DiBiase
trips up Piper, but Roddy’s taking no one’s crap tonight and chases down Ted.
Of course, Hogan’s recovered now, and gets the upper hand on Piper. The fans, for
the record, have been incredible, and haven’t stopped cheering Piper on since
the bell rang over 10 minutes ago. In the ring, Hogan starts to kick at the
surgically repaired hip, and slaps on the abdominal stretch. He even adds a
wedgie as a nice extra touch. Piper escapes, and dives on Hogan with the ground
and pound. He even yanks out some of Hogan’s hair. Back to their feet, Hogan
pokes the eyes, and both guys start slugging it out, with neither guy giving in
to the other. Piper stops it to hit a vertical suplex, and gets a 2 count. He
misses a kneedrop to the face, and the impact leaves him clutching his leg in
agony. Hogan wastes no time in going for the Atomic Legdrop, but Piper moves,
and starts hopping on the bad leg to show he’s fine. And that’s all THE GIANT can stand to watch, and he
goes to Chokeslam Piper. In mid-move, Piper swings his legs to kick Hogan in
the face, and escapes by biting Giant’s nose! Back to Hogan, Piper locks on the
Sleeper, and Hogan’s arm drops 3 times, giving Piper the win at 15:28!!! The fans lose their collective
shit as fireworks explode, and Piper stands over Hogan’s limp body. *1/2 for
the match, ***** for the crowd.
THE OUTSIDERS rush the ring,
and Piper takes them both out with a little boxing. He bails before they can
double team him, and even The Giant doesn’t mess with him anymore. One of Piper’s
kids shows up on the stage, and Piper carries him backstage as the fans chant “PIPER!
PIPER!” on his way out.

But we’re not done – The Giant is livid at the entire nWo because none of them
ever watch his back the way he does for everyone else. He demands to know where
the original nWo threesome were during his match with Luger. Hogan: “You
dropped the ball.” The fans shower Hulkster with a “HOGAN SUCKS” chant, as
Hogan demands his belt and spits on the camera to send the show off.
Fantastic show, all the way through. Quality stuff on both the under
card, and some good storyline progression with the top. This really was the
best they could have hoped for with what was booked, and my lone disappointment
was that the nWo wasn’t swept with the Faces of Fear collecting the tag-team
titles. Still, the most dangerous group in wrestling history FINALLY got some
come-uppance for the first time since their arrival in May, and WCW is showing
a little unity.

The only question is whether or not they can capitalize going into 1997.

Sting out of shape at Starrcade 1997


Was reading this bit about Eric Bischoff talking Starrcade 1997 mentioning how Sting came in out of shape and unprepared.

While obviously taking him with a grain of salt, it does make more sense in my mind as to how that match played out. Doesn't make it right, obviously. But if I were Hogan I would have taken it as a big "F you" from Sting. No wonder he started the match beating him up for like 15 minutes. Guy maybe didn't lift one dumbbell in his time off. 

Eric talked about how he had a hard time booking the finish because Hogan was Hogan:

I didn’t really see his point of view. I had a hard time reading between the lines with Hogan because he didn’t come flat out and tell me what his issues were. But I think Hogan was disappointed with Sting’s preparation. Sting was clearly out of shape. He looked like he hadn’t seen a gym or a tanning bed in six months. Up until that time, Sting could get away with that. He’d show up at the arena and do his act wearing his black trench coat and his face paint; he didn’t actually wrestle.

For whatever reason I hadn't heard this explanation. I always took it as the usual "WCW lol WCW."

Typical wrestling bullshit reasoning if true, along with sacred ice-packs and guys getting pushed because they stand out at the airport.  Was Sting the character supposed to be rappelling down into Gold's Gym in the dark of night, doing some reps, and then retreating to the rafters again?  They had EIGHTEEN MONTHS to come up with a finish and in DECEMBER Hogan is suddenly objecting because the mysterious dark-powered babyface isn't tan enough?