Friday, February 17, 2006

The day after tomorrow....will still be cold as hell.

Looking at the weather outside, hell has just frozen over because Bret 'Hitman' Hart is going into the WWE Hall of Fame. For those unfamiliar with the Hitman, here is a quite intro.



I really want to speak on this because Bret Hart was/is my favorite wrestler ever, even over The Rock. When I was in Aviano we used to play wrestle at the AYA and at friends houses and everyone wanted to be Hulk Hogan and the Ultimate Warrior. Not me. Juan and I used to be the Hart Foundation everytime. I was too big (and er....black) to be Bret so I was Jim Neidhart while Juan was Bret. Even still, Bret was my favorite wrestler. I always knew wrestling was scripted, especially when Hogan beat Big John Studd and King Kong Bundy by himself. But Bret added a sign of fluidity to his matches that I dug. I used to think that Davey Boy was REALLY gonna break his back on those Irish Whips into the corner. Hell, I used to call out the 'Five Moves of Doom' before they were called the 'Five Moves of Doom'. I remember in 1992 when he won the WWF Championship in Saskatoon because I had just returned to the States from Overseas. Not gonna lie, it was almost as big for me as fan as the the 1991 NLCS Game 7 Braves vs. Pirates.

I remember screaming 'shenanigans' when Hogan stole the belt from Yokozuna (R.I.P.) at Wrestlemania IX. I remember him winning it back the following year after Vince had him wrestle every talentless fuck with a pulse (sans Jerry Lawler who I actually saw in Memphis and is a hell of a guy). I remember watching in disgust during Wrestlemania XII during the Ironman Match between Bret and Shawn Micheals because I knew he was gonna lose to that jerk ('Get the fuck out and let me have my moment' real classy, Mike Hickenbottom. See you in hell). I remember Austin/Hart in the I Quit Match, which is my choice for Best Match ever, just ahead of Savage/Steamboat at WMIII. I watched Survivior Series 97 with the infamous screwjob live. I swore it would be the last WWF pay-per-view I would watch because I was that big of a Bret fan. Unfortunatly I also remember that craptastic run in WCW which saw him go from good guy to bad guy 7 times.

I remember Over The Edge that I was trying to order but couldnt get in touch with Adelphia to get it in time. A friend of mine from college was giving me play by play when Own fell from the ceiling to his death. Not gonna lie, I cried when I heard he died when I finally got to his house to see the rest of the PPV. I cried when Bret showed up on Nitro to talk about it and during almost the whole tribute episode. I remember the change in him, as it became almost painful to watch him in the ring. It wasnt the same Bret.

By the time Goldberg injured him (another guy I could do without) I hadnt seen him wrestle in about three months. He kind of faded away and my enjoyment for wrestling did too. Up until the Bret Hart DVD came out all I knew about wrestling is I cant stand Triple H because he would refuse to job to Jesus Christ himself in Bethlehem. Now to go full cicrle, Bret said he would never work for the WWE again, but he put that aside to be inducted in to the WWE Hall of Fame. Supposedly he is doing it for free to stand by his word of not working for Vince. Hey Bret, I dont care if you do it for a ham and cheese sandwich. THANK YOU. You are one of the few people I have been a fan of in any medium and I look forward to seeing you again. If anyone deserves to be in the Hall of Fame, its Bret hart. And the 'Macho Man' Randy Savage. OH, YEAH DIG IT!

And now, the RWF, bay-bee! Long video but worth the wait.



Whoooooo, funny stuff.

Anyway, it is diamond nipple cold outside. I swear, there is no need for it to be 5 degrees. Global warming my ass! And dont even say that the extreme cold is a sign that global warming exists. That works if you live in the Yukon territory but not in America. I would have figured we would have figured out a way to put Mother Nature in her place like we did with the female President dream. Aint that right, Geena Davis. Oooohhh, burn! I am the insult master!

Don't forget to vote in Douchebrawl 2006! Listen to Jerri Blank.



Well, Chachi needs to tend to the dog. I shall hit ya'll off with something tomorrow. Stay warm, peeps.

Chachi out.

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