Slamboree is in the books, and we have a NEW Number One contender in DDP. Will he be getting his title shot next month at the Great American Bash, or will he have to wait until Halloween Havoc 1998? We’ll just need to wait and see!
ERIC BISCHOFF and BOBBY HEENAN are your hosts for this special 90 minute edition of Nitro. Mongo is in training for his upcoming match with the Horsemen. But what about Pepe? Certainly HE isn’t training. I’m genuinely concerned for his well-being. Bischoff announces that Mongo and Kevin Greene vs. Flair and Anderson is officially signed for the Great American Bash.
FIRE & ICE vs. THE STEINER BROTHERS
These guys went to double count out on a recent edition of Saturday Night, so hopefully they can settle the score once and for all tonight. All this unsettled business has me unsettled. Train hiptosses Scott out of the corner, and literally toots his own horn. Belly to belly gets 2. Scott Steiner then shows Train what a belly to belly is all about, by doing the overhead version, launching the big Train about 10 feet across the ring. Norton comes in and hits a series of shoulderblocks on Rick Steiner. Second rope splash connects, but Norton doesn’t go to finish because he’s an idiot. Shoulder tackle has Rick off kilter, but he still manages to dodge a clothesline and give him a German suplex. Jumping clothesline sets up the tag to Scott, who hits a very dangerous looking Dragon suplex on Scott Norton – a man not meant to be TAKING Dragon suplexes. Norton bails, but Steiner’s right behind with a super axehandle from the ring corner to the outside! Back in, Norton turns the tables with a Samoan drop. Ice Train comes in and is promptly given a backdrop, and in comes Rick. Double clothesline kills both guys, and a Pier 6 breaks out. Norton hits a shoulder breaker on Scott outside the ring, and both teams are counted out for the SECOND time at 5:29. ***
EDDIE GUERRERO vs. RIC FLAIR (with Woman and Elizabeth)
Eddie apparently asked for this match after being victimized by the Horsemen at Slamboree. Eddie felt that Arn threw the match on PURPOSE as part of a conspiracy to help Ric. Now that’s a pretty serious accusation, and I hope he’s ready to offer up some proof before throwing those kinds of words around! Tornado bulldog from Guerrero takes Flair to the middle of the ring, and Eddie works a headlock. Hold is released, and Eddie plants a dropkick on the kisser for 2. Eddie cinches in with a crossface hold, but Ric fights to his feet and chops loose. Guerrero reverses and throws some hard chops of his own, which only fires Flair up to throw even HARDER chops. These guys ain’t playin’. Eddie stands defiantly, but Flair keeps chopping. Eddie finally stops trying to go toe to toe with the master of the knife edge, and dropkicks Flair to the floor. Eddie threatens a plancha, but Flair just takes off towards his VIP champagne room and grabs a chair. The referee shoves Flair twice and tells him to put it down. Back in, Eddie works a ground and pound, and bails to the floor when Flair pops up, strutting around in front of Ric. Flair throws a tantrum, and the fans are SOLIDLY behind Guerrero here, chanting “EDDIE” with everything they’ve got. Back in, Guerrero throws a chop, and Flair flops. Flair thumbs the eyes to change momentum, and we’re ALSO challenging the momentum by taking a commercial break!
Back live, Eddie’s fighting his way out of a headlock, and succeeds. A series of clotheslines have Flair fighting for his life, and a top rope sunset flip while holding Flair’s tights so hard we see Flair’s ass, gets 2. Flair takes back over with an elbowdrop for 2. Flair and Eddie brawl in the corner, hanging strong with each other blow for blow. Guerrero gets a backslide for 2, and follows with a small package for 2. Flair fights back with a backdrop suplex, and both guys are down. Figure Four is countered with a small package, and Flair is only saved by the ropes. Eddie now sweeps the leg, and calls for the Figure Four! Flair battles, and makes the ropes. He rolls to the floor in severe pain, and Eddie tries a plancha but goes crashing right into the guardrail. Flair senses his opportunity now, and hits Eddie with a vertical suplex on the floor. Back in, Flair hits a chop block, and follows with a vertical suplex for 2. Flair seems frustrated with his inability to put Eddie away, and another suplex is blocked by Eddie, and countered with a roll up for 2! Crossbody is hit, but Guerrero can’t go for the pin because his knee is smarting too much. He shakes it off, and dropkicks Flair off the apron to the floor. He tries a sunset flip headed back in, but Flair blocks with a punch to the head, and is feeling good again, strutting around. He puts Eddie in the corner, but a tornado DDT is snapped off for 2! Springboard rana is followed by a scoop slam, and Guerrero heads up to finish. Frog splash is on point, but he went crashing down on his knee and he can’t finish. Flair sells for a minute, but sees the bullseye on Eddie’s leg, and slaps on the Figure Four in the middle of the ring. Flair adds in some additional punches at Eddie’s leg to try and get him to uncle, but he won’t, so Flair uses the ring ropes for leverage with Woman’s help, and he gets the pin at 17:06. Early contender for WCW match of the year, an absolutely incredible display by both guys. ****
“MEAN BY GOD” GENE OKERLUND joins Flair and the ladies in the VIP section, and drops the bombshell that Savage is in the hizzle. Flair says he heard Savage was locked up, so he’s not concerned. “Macho Man, I’m teaching your wife a new way of life, woooo!” Turning to Mongo, Flair says it’s not his fault that his wife follows him around like she owes him money. Regarding Kevin Greene, he was out of line setting foot in North Carolina, and is an idiot for thinking he can cross football with wrestling. And with that, it’s champagne and party time! During the commercial break, Flair takes over the announce booth with the instructions that Heenan can flirt all he wants, but Bischoff has to keep his hands to himself.
THE FACES OF FEAR vs. STING and LEX LUGER (for the WCW World Tag-Team titles)
Ridiculous real life foreshadowing here, as Flair points out that every time Luger’s around, he sees Liz’s eyes wandering on to his jiggling pecs. Meng and Luger start, with Meng hitting a backdrop and turning it over to the #2 contender to the World Title – Barbarian. Bischoff calls for a commercial break while Flair sings songs about Debra McMichael. “Do a little dance, make a little love, WCW, woooo … Debbie does the Nature Boy!”
Back from break, Sting misses a dropkick on Barbie, and Meng works a Tongan Crab. Luger tries to help, but that just distracts the referee enough for the Faces of Fear to change out without a tag. Atomic drop from Meng is followed by a big boot from Barbarian, and it gets 2 before Luger saves. Flair’s drunk at this point, and getting on Bischoff’s nerves – “GET THAT CHAMPAGNE OUT OF MY FACE!” Heenan helps himself to caviar and crackers. We get a double headbutt from the Faces, but Luger distracts the referee long enough that by the time he counts 2, it was really an 8 count. Bischoff: “How can you sit out here drinking champagne during a match like this?” Flair: “I don’t even know how I’m sitting here with a limo out back with air conditioning and a party waiting for me.” Heenan: “I’m going!” A backbreaker from top contender Barbarian gets 2. Luger is desperate for a tag. A second go of the diving headbutt misses, and Sting leaps over Barbarian to tag Luger. Steel clotheslines for all! Loaded forearm on Barbarian gets 2. Pier 6 erupts, and a top rope Stinger splash sets up a pinfall for Luger at 7:49. Really good stuff tonight. ***
Backstage, RANDY SAVAGE is trying to get into the building, but SECURITY is refusing. “MEAN” GENE OKERLUND is there for the scoop. WCW officials are meeting about the future of Savage, and they may not let him wrestle again. Savage warns the committee to tread very, very carefully.
BRAD ARMSTRONG vs. DIAMOND DALLAS PAGE
Page makes sure Nick Patrick holds all his jewellery and Battlebowl Ring safe while he takes to the task of ending Brad Armstrong. They trade mat wrestling initially, until Armstrong throws a dropkick to knock Page to the apron. Page comes back with a neckbreaker, and once again we need a commercial break. I don’t care for this in every match.
Returning, Bischoff is admitting to starting to like the party in the booth, so I suspect he’s getting sloshed like the other two. Page spears Armstrong in the corner, but misses a second attempt and eats post. Brad attacks quickly, slamming Page’s face into the various stages of buckle, and gets 2. Top rope crossbody gets another 2. Page retailiates with a back elbow, and Diamond Cutter finishes at 4:35. Eh … I’m not digging the new Page push. 1/2*
“MEAN” GENE OKERLUND wants some comments from the new #1 contender to the belt. Page reminds us that Savage, Flair, Anderson, Benoit, Road Warriors, and Steiners were all in the event, and he beat them all. (Though of course, he didn’t actually FACE any of them.) Page thanks himself for winning, and gives a self-high five. Gene shows him footage from last night, where it’s clear Page was tossed very early in the Battle Royal. Because of this, he keeps his Battlebowl Ring, but he loses his World Title shot, and it’s been awarded to the #2 contender … Lex Luger? I’m pretty sure he didn’t make it out of the first round in Battlebowl. Barbarian better be ready to go to war.
ARN ANDERSON (with Kevin Sullivan) vs. THE GIANT (with Jimmy Hart) (for the WCW World Heavyweight title)
Flair is beside himself with giddiness when Sullivan enters side by side with Anderson. Hart is less than impressed about this turn of affairs, and asks Sullivan wassup. Sullivan says Anderson’s kept his word to him for months, and he’s here to ensure Anderson gets a fair shot at the belt. Anderson applies a waistlock off the belt, which Giant removes with one svelte thrust. Anderson pounds away to no reaction, and he’s cueballed across the ring. Scoop slam is too easy, and Anderson’s writhing. A backdrop sends Anderson sprawling right across the ring, and to the outside of the ring. Hart looks on to attack, but doesn’t move with Sullivan watching. They head back in, and Anderson crotches Giant on his way in. He axehandles Giant off the second rope several times, and beats down the big man who’s on one knee. He goes for a DDT, but Giant picks him up and Chokeslams him for the easy win at 3:38. Giant promises to be champion forever. *
Flair takes off from the announce booth, so it’s Heenan and Bischoff left alone with a fruit platter and a couple of glasses of champagne. Heenan takes off with the champagne and candelabra to go to the party, while Bischoff reminds us to stay with us for next week as Nitro goes to 2 hours. Great show, and I have a hankering that next week might be even sweeter. Maybe just a little 2 sweet.
Hulk Hogan gets improperly eliminated in the 1995 World War 3 battle royal, leading to Randy Savage winning the match and becoming-- not #1 contender-- but the World Heavyweight Champion. Hogan points this out in what can charitably be described as a temper-tantrum, but the result is upheld. Savage remains champion, no replay is called for, and Hogan doesn't get a shot at his belt.
But here, Diamond Dallas Page gets eliminated early in the BattleBowl battle royal, the official's review isn't called for until the following night, Page loses his title shot to someone who lost in the first round of the tournament, but inexplicably gets to keep his BattleBowl ring.
In other news:
It would have been funny if Arn Anderson had won the World Title here against The Giant, just like it would've been funny if Chris Benoit had won that World Title match a couple months prior against Randy Savage. How do you think Flair would react to another Horseman winning the belt? (How do you think he'd react?)
I have got to check out this Flair/Guerrero match; it sounds freakin' awesome.
Scott Norton, Ice Train, Barbarian, Meng, and Lex Luger are all involved in matches that get at least three stars from cfgb? WOW.
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Have put deeper thought into this blood runs cold concept...I have concluded it can not be Big Daddy Cool Diesel, as he would not have main evented MSG on Sunday night if he was leaving town..Now, cold blood..That sounds Nordic..It is Ludwig Borga coming in to WCW. Makes perfect sense.
Originally posted by redsoxnationHave put deeper thought into this blood runs cold concept...I have concluded it can not be Big Daddy Cool Diesel, as he would not have main evented MSG on Sunday night if he was leaving town..Now, cold blood..That sounds Nordic..It is Ludwig Borga coming in to WCW. Makes perfect sense.
Obviously, Blood Runs Cold is referring to some sort of lizard wrestler, since they are cold-blooded. I'm thinking a masked wrestler in a green bodysuit with scales on it. The Iguana?
I'm going on a limb here and saying that Sub Zero is the newest wCw wrestler. Except he doesn't have the good moves, the decent fatality, the charisma, or the talent. I hope I'm wrong and it winds up being Meng in blue face paint.
Holy shit, that would've been awesome. I should write for 1996 wCw.
You know what kind of thing for rock music tie-ins Eric Bischoff has. They must be reuniting the J. Geils Band! "My blood runs cold...my memory has just been sold." They'll probably perform on Nitro and then introduce a new official J. Geils Band wrestler! They'll call him The Geils Freeze-Framer or something! And it will be the best new wrestler introduction ever!
Originally posted by EcksObviously, Blood Runs Cold is referring to some sort of lizard wrestler, since they are cold-blooded. I'm thinking a masked wrestler in a green bodysuit with scales on it. The Iguana?
'Blood Runs Cold' can only mean a tag team between early 1990's WCW staple Black Blood (from a small town in France...) and new WWF signee Chilly McFreeze.
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You're assuming the WWF charges the same amount for tickets in 2 currencies - how smart is that? I mean, when the WWF goes to Japan, do they charge 45 Yen because they charge $45 USD per ticket in Chicago?