Last night, two friends and I checked out a production of “The Elaborate Entrance of Chad Deity” at the Mixed Blood Theater in Minneapolis (where Don “The Don” Cheadle cut his acting teeth). For you Minneapolis-based Ws in search of a nice evening, I highly recommend going before it concludes May 2. Here’s the link:
I’m not sure if this play has toured nationally, so for those unaware, it is about the obstacles a determined, passionate Jobber To The Stars (whose workrate, by the way, is ZOMG~!1!1 better than, like, 1,000 Misawa/Kawada matches held simultaneously as Dave Meltzer cries tears of triumph in the corner) encounters in The Wrestling—a pop cultural phenomenon developed by the megalomaniacal Everett Kennedy Olson, or EKO.
All our plucky hero wants to do is show the world the socio-political art that is professional wrestling, but according to EKO, people don’t want art; they want sports entertai…idealism. So with the help of a childhood friend, our Jobber attempts to take on EKO and his The Wrestling champion, the charismatic muscle-bound Chad Deity (real name Darnell), and show the world that wrestling isn’t about the money or the ratings or the toys or the muscles—it’s about the art! It’s a smark’s wet dream live on stage!
All kidding aside, it was a really great play and featured a lot of solid name-dropping, including: Kamala, The Hart Foundation, British Bulldogs, The Sheik, Sabu, The Iron Sheik, Muhammad Hassan, the JYD, the WWF, World Wrestling Council, Carlos Colon, El Santo and Eddie Guerrero.
Watson and Kaval don't need my votes, and I don't really care if Cottonwood or Cannon get eliminated, and McGillicutty's immune. So that leaves Harris, who I will admit has been growing on me, and who's in danger of elimination.