Sparks & ? d ? & ?, Misterioso, Inferno, & Depredaror d Dragon, Siniestro & Extreme Tiger, Mascara Ano 2000, Espectro Jr & Ragin’ Dawg d Rayo De Jalisco, Perro Aguayo Jr. & Nicho El Millionaire, Super Parka d El Hilo Del Santo
We missed the first match while waiting in line to get tickets.
We got to our ringside seats during the second fall of the second match. I had never seen any of the four before and they weren’t listed on the flyer. One of the rudos was named Sparks, since his name was on his tights. The heels must have won the first fall, since the tecnicos won the second. Then the heels won the third fall with one of those wacky lucha submissions.
Match three was a trios match again with many wrestlers I had not heard of before, with Misterioso being the only one whose name I recognized. Inferno had an outfit similar to the GDL and Extreme Tiger had a hood that resembled classic Tiger Mask. This was the match when we realized that this was an ECW-flavored show. There was a lot more brawling outside than I was used to seeing in lucha. We thought Tiger was almost killed when Misterioso did a running Razor’s Edge on the floor and threw Tiger about five rows deep into the crowd. But that wasn’t the craziest spot in the match. After getting up, Tiger ran threw the crowd, up the stairs and did a New Jack style dive off one of the balconies onto the rudos underneath him. We not only saw someone (Misterioso) do a rock bottom, but Inferno even did an F-5. It ended up being all for nought, as the rudos again won the third and deciding fall.
The semi-final was another trios match with Mascara Ano 2000 (who, again, it must be pointed out, is not maskless), Espectro Jr. and Ragin’ Dawg (from EWF) versus Rayo, Nicho and Perro Jr. I don’t know how long Perro has been a tecnico in TJ, but he was very over. The match was a typical lucha match. We noticed that the rudo referee was much less subtle than the usual rudo ref, actually interfering in the match. The rudos won the third fall with the simultaneous low blows behind the tecnico referee’s back. After the match, there was plenty of trash talking back and forth, including some threats in English by Ragin’ Dawg.
At this point, we had seen three rudo wins and knew that the fans would go home happy, with Santo in the main event. Or so we thought.
Before the main event, there was a decidedly long t-shirt and hood giveaway. The best part of this interminable segment was the small kid dressed as Santo (down to cape and boots) running around the ring. He went from bouncing off the ropes to jumping off the second turnbucle, much to the consternation of his mother, who kept yelling and pointing for him to get down.
Main event, Santo vs. Super Parka. It really deflated the Parka gimmick when he a) didn’t come out to Thriller and b) came out dressed as a hoddie, wearing a White Sox jersey and warm-up pants. He did a little lap dance for a woman he grabbed out of the audience. This match was a total brawl. Parka jumped Santo when he hit ringside and just beat him from pillar to post. He (and second Depradaror) pulled up some of the floorboards (no mats here) and ran Santo into them. Santo actually won the first fall when Parka blatantly yanked off Santo’s hood, right in front of the heel ref. There was more brawing in fall two, with Santo still getting no offense in and his second, Perro Jr, was no help. Parka won the second fall with a standing senton. Third fall, and Santo finally starts making the Superman comeback. But then the rudo ref started interfering freely, breaking up Santo’s pinfall and submission attempts. The crowd was going crazy and the rain of cups of beer (I hope) were hitting the ring. And then, amazingly, Parka put Santo in a bow-and-arrow and the rudo ref rang the bell. But they kept fighting, so we thought, “Okay, that was a false finish.” Nope. A minute or so later, Parks hit another senton and pinned Santo. But we weren’t done. There was more brawling and mask ripping and challenges on the mike. Finally, the rudos ran off and Perro hoisted Santo on his shoulders and paraded around the ring. We thought for sure this would be a Perro rudo turn, but no, they just went to the back and that was that.
However, backstage, things were not all square. Santo and Parka continued to brawl through the dressing room and out into the night. We don’t know how it ended, since things were still breaking down when we left.
Amazingly, I’ve now seen two shows in TJ and Santo has jobbed in the main event both times. You would have thought I’d have a better chance of winning the lottery than seeing that. But “anything can happen” in wrestling, even lucha, I guess. Thanks as always to Eric from Hollywood Book and Poster for being the man behind the yearly Comic-Con trip to the matches.
Mark Coale Odessa Steps Magazine
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