From: kzim@ucrmath.ucr.edu (christopher zimmerman)
Newsgroups: rec.sport.pro-wrestling
Subject: San Jose taping
Keywords: I love traffic
Date: 27 Jan 93 04:38:59 GMT
Organization: University of California, Riverside


Thank God someone else wrote down all those matches, cause I didn't.  My
highlights...

Joe and I went and had pretty good floor seats if everyone hadn't stood up 
every five seconds.  To make it even better, the two young kids in front of
us were deaf.  I learned the sign language for "siddown ya twerp" real quick.

We missed the first match, Money, Inc. vs. Bushwhackers.  I didn't get to 
do the Bushwhacker dance, and Money, Inc. didn't come out again.  Grrrrr...

The taping was for Colesium Video (1-2 matches), WWF Mania (2-3 matches), 
All American (?) (Virgil squash), and Superstars (the rest).  They had a 
convertible Superstars/WWF on USA banner which would roll up or down as the
situation warranted.

Of course, we didn't sit in camera range.  It didn't matter, because I saw
no Horowitz.  This kind of really pissed me off, in fact the only jobber I
could recognize was Louie Spiccoli, who was the victim in the 3-man Gonzales
squash.  This was a hokey match, I think the three guys should have rushed
him, but they WERE SO INTIMIDATED...

During the Tenryu/Brawler match, I shouted "USA, Brawler!"  I got some queer
looks.

One guy in the audience had made a Nailz shirt, orange with "DOC 902714" on
the back.  After a few matches, a WWF Official came out and gave him an 
ICOPRO shirt.  On the sly, he mentioned that Nailz was no longer with the 
federation and if he would only wear *this* shirt, he could be on camera.
He bit.

Later, a woman with a Bobby Heenan jacket (homemade) was persuaded to hold up
various dolls during face matches (Hitman, Undertaker).  Ladies and gentleman,
to go to a TV taping wearing heel/departed theme clothing is to get free air
time and WWF goodies.  You didn't hear that from me, though.

Joe said it was the Fink leading the cheers, but I wasn't sure, because I made
a beeline for the nachos.  The guy behind the counter wouldn't sell me a large
drink, and it took me 2 minutes to find out they were out of large cups.
Geez.

Not learning my lesson (see RRReport), I bought a program for tonight.  For $5
I got a reworked copy of the same program I bought from Joe for $4 the day 
before.  The insert trumpeted four matches: Money, Inc. v BossMan + Tatanka
(didn't happen), Yokozuna v Earthquake (yep, quick squash basically), Ramon
v Undertaker (Um, Undertaker won...countout?  I already forgot), and Bam Bam
v Hart (standard boring Hart match, thank God no sharpshooter finish)

No Berzerker, wasting the "HUSS" sign.  Our luck was nonexistent that night.

The Volcano Kid had some music, but wasn't very exciting.  The Predator (a 
masked Scott Hall-like character but with a hairy back) had a slightly
larger variety of moves, but tried working the crowd.  "This one's for you!"
"Gee, thanks, Mr. Predator!"  Couldn't tell whether he was bad or good.

We couldn't figure out who the jobber White Shadow was.  I told Joe I didn't
recognize him from his TV show, and he looked at me funny.

Crush wrestled.  Joe:  "Oh, if only he'd been better one day earlier!"  Amen.

Damned if I didn't see Jim Powers twice in two days, how lucky.  At least I
got to see Luger destroy him.  Luger's music sucks, by the way.

Doink came out with the box, but didn't open it this time.  I guess they're
going to draw that out ("Gee, what's in the box?")  Too bad I already told
you from the RRReport.  "Blind" Joey Morella really had to strain to put on 
the three count before noticing the smelly blue ink.

Shawn Michaels has taken over the vocals on his theme song, which I think is
a very nice touch to his whole persona.  Kudos to whoever thought that up.  
His delivery's not bad either.  Now, if they give Jannetty Michaels' old theme
...nah.

Lots of the jobbers were "hailing" from somewhere in California.  From San
Francisco was Mike Starr.  This guy, for all I know, could've been the
Michelle Starr I always hear about from (I think) Portland wrestling (the one
with Al Madril, whichever one that is).  He looked really fruity.  I looked
for Stromer to make a vehement protest, but didn't see anyone do any excessive
bashing.

The Giant Gonzales knows five words, and used all of them in his Rougeau
interview.

Mike McGuirk definitely looks better in person.  She doesn't reflect light
like she does on television.

Joe and I were both sickened when Tatanka pinned Michaels.  This guy could
beat Erik Watts, apparently.

Typhoon wrestled, and I had trouble convincing Joe we'd never see him again.

As we left, we walked in front of the center, where the Steiners were getting
into their car and driving away.  Joe saw this right away, and I didn't believe
him, but sure enough, there they were.  Rick drove.  It was an American car
with no rental stickers anywhere.  I got the plate number, it's California,
and they were new.  Think they paid cash?  Does that mean they're living around
here?  Joe wondered why they didn't leave earlier, and I told him they probably
wanted to see how the Bam Bam/Hitman match turned out.

Seeing the Steiners ten feet from me was the highlight of the night, unfor-
tunately.  The kids around us were just terrible, but that's the difference
between a PPV crowd and a TV taping crowd.

We got home (damn traffic) at 1 and watched Monday Night Raw.  I was too tired
to take notes.  OF course, you know everything that happened thanks to other
posts, but I have to say I liked that Perfect/Flair match A LOT.  I just wished
that Flair would shake Perfect's hand at the end, that would have been SO 
classy.  Oh well, at least he can still show up at Headlock on Hunger via
Tunney's edict (Who's going?).

I'm sure there's more, but I'm real tired, having driven back through LA rush 
hour to make it here.  As I remember, I'll leak out the rest in my USA reports.

Christopher Robin Zimmerman
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