Back-Leg
Frontkick: 08.31.04
August 2004. Featuring , A Woman
Beats Austin, Warrior Ramblings, Sable
Released Into Captivity, Viking Brock Lesnar Thrown
Over-Board, Divas Search Fallout, The Kane/Lita Wedding Album
& A Rabid Road Warrior Animal Attacking Random People On
Video... This Fall of Fox! All This Plus Much (MUCH)
More!
Hello all, and welcome to another edition
of the column that is a lot like a lingering erotic massage:
Really long, and somewhat painful, but by the end you end up
paying way more than you ever thought
possible.
Or something like
that...
Random Raw & SmackDown
Notes:
You know, every once in a
while, I get an email from someone asking me why I don’t write
RAW and SmackDown Rants anymore (2 of which are me).
So to satisfy my HUGE fanbase
that may or may not just include my immediate family, parole
officer and neighboorhood watch, I decided to forgo an actual
“rant” and just post some out of context quotes about this
past Monday’s Raw: Enjoy! (or not.)
-The way HHH is
always uncontrollably drooling and shaking, are we sure it’s
Eugene who is the real retard in this
feud?
-Loved Regal’s promo against Trips,
but…did he have to wear my grandmother’s bathing suit to
wrestle in? I kept expecting him to put on some nose plugs and
dive into the fucking English Channel.
-Gotta love the fact that during the
Divas-search portion, Coach makes a point of teasing the
audience with “And they can wear ANYTHING they want!”
(Obviously implying nudity or near nudity) and they of course
DELIVER by…..wearing the EXACT same outfits as before. Here's
an idea. How about WEARING WQHAT I WANT? I mean, a single pair
of high-heels and some strategically placed pieces of fruit
can't be too hard to come by, right?
-Also, isn’t it funny that the only one
who even attempts to show skin is built like my 12 year old
cousin? I'd vote for her, but I'd be afriaid that when she
grabbed her check and a discreetly tucked penis will come
flopping out. Trust me. It happens to the best of us.
-And for the second straight week,
Carmella does NOTHING and looks totally disinterested. I think
I've slept with this woman. Every time? Umm, ya. But hey, for
someone who is so attractive, charisma-wise, she’s the
equivalent of a dead-lay. Come on, Carmella, I know it doesn't
have the dignity and poise of James Caan cumming on your tits
in the grotto, but hey, it’s a start!
-Why did Matt Hardy want Stacy to leave
the room because he wanted “privacy” with Lita, yet, didn’t
seem to mind the fucking camera man sticking around? THIS IS
JUST BETWEEN YOU AND ME LITA. AND THESE MILLION PEOPLE.
- Huh. Apparently you can lose your
fiancée by just "losing a match" to someone. And if you don’t
think I’m going to test this theory by rolling up random
strangers on the street and telling them that their
girlfriends have to marry me as a result, you’re sadly
mistaken. Someone keep some bail handy, just incase, and put
on this referee's shirt.
-Someone should seriously put some pants
on this Tyson Tomko, stat. I've watched enough OZ to know a
scary, bald-headed tattoed dude coming at you in their
underwear is NEVER a good thing.
-Wow did Maven totally botch a suicide
dive (and not just by still living) by catching his head ( or
Bert-like eyebrows) on the ropes. Hey, maybe someone took my
advice and finally stuck a strip of Velcro on there?
-So, JBL completes the Ted DiBiase circle by
bringing in Orlando Jordan as his “Virgil”. All Bradshaw needs
now is a pair of Ted’s tear-away pants. I'm sure a few people
in the shower room who will love that. An article of clothing
it takes him like 2 seconds to tear off. God have mercy on
their souls. But mostly their assholes.
-You know parents are getting a little
more liberal these days when they don’t mind Cena handing off
giant glowing yellow dildos to their children at
ringside….
-Dupree jobs… to Orlando Jordan? Who’s this
guy not blowing? Actually scratch that. I think it’s obvious.
After all, isn't old partner Sylvan Grenier a champion
over on Raw? That's a bitter pill to sawllow. Or not swallow
as it were.
-Oh right on, a Midget! And Undertaker of
course choke slams him-- but it’s Ok, because everything
midgets do are funny…even dying. Next week, look for
Undertaker to run over a leper with his motorcycle, and then
use his GHOST ELECTRICITY to shock someone with Parkinson's
steady again, then do it again and send them back into the
fucking shakes. It'll be awesome.
-Evolution is in the ring and they’re wearing
T-shirts... and no pants. Man, I’m glad to see my Grandfather
isn’t the only one who dresses like this. Someone needs to
give him a World Title. He invented this.
-Stacy then says that one of the most
important skills of a diva is being to speak in front of a
live audience. It is? Since when? Someone should maybe pass
this vital information onto the Divas sometime. And seriously,
when you're looking to parlay that SPEAKING is a vital role as
a woman in the WWE, is sending STACY KEIBLER the right choice
to accomplish this? That'd be like sending Blue Meanie out to
explain the importance of fucking physical fitness...
-Amy then says to Carmella: “Having a cock
in your ass doesn’t make you a WWE Diva!”. And you know what?
She’s right. It’ll make you a FUCKING WWE SUPERSTAR! Ask
around if you don’t believe me. Start with the RAW Tag
Champs.
-Got to love Christy and her version of
the Atomic leg drop. Now tear off your shirt slowly!
Please?
-Papa Roach is in the crowd! And Lawler
knows who they are! Wow. Don’t let anyone tell you that Lawler
doesn’t know what the teenage girls are listening to these
days. Hmm, I wonder why that is?….
-Am I the only one who noticed Big Mizark
Henry shaking hands with the Republicans on the Convention
floor? Be careful Cheney, those are hands that can crush
APPLES.
- How about those random Hardy "Family
members"on RAW, eh? COMEDY~! But hey, when your parents
name you "Fat Hardy", I’d think they’ve pretty much mapped out
your entire future for you. Not too much of a chance of being
a body builder after that. And speaking of which, I never
realized that there was a Samoan population in North Carolina.
I mean, sure, they can't be hurt to the head either--because
all the inbreeding has made their redneck brains are about the
size of a sundried raisin-- but my point still stands. I
think.
-Edge has been wrestling in this company
for like 8 years; isn't it fair to think we can know him now?
How much longer will it take?
- Here's a question? Why was Orton wearing
his trunks at the end of the show when he was wearing pants at
the beginning? You know, when I plan a fight, I don’t all of
sudden get the urge to take my pants off....
Ok that’s it…Thank God.
(August 2004)
Headlines:
You know the drill; I print the wrestling
headlines, then make light of people because I’m all mean
and stuff.
DIVA SEARCH RANDOMNESS:
WWE Divas Search Angers Wrestlers
Feel they are being left
out.....
Many wrestlers were upset at the
announcement of the Divas Dodgeball match for SummerSlam on
RAW last night. Many question how girls who aren't even on the
WWE roster yet can get on one of the biggest PPVs of the year
before established wrestlers.
Hey, I’m all for a game of dodgeball with the
Diva-hopefuls…so long as the balls they’re dodging are made of
iron-ore and being launched from a civil-war era cannon. But
hey, it is building good practice for them. In order to
maintain employment once hired, they're going to have to
really learn how to avoid being hit with balls. Of course,
there'll be hairy, and be attached to John Laurinaitis, but
whatever. Tell me I'm wrong.
Anyway, I
can’t really blame the actual WRESTLERS for being angry, but I
guess WWE has a quarter of a million dollars invested in this
thing, so they’re going to milk it for all it's worth. Unlike
these women, whose breasts, thanks to extreme augmentation,
can no longer accomplish that
feat.
The thing that really strikes me funny
though, is the fact that somehow, WWE has managed to fuck up
one of the easiest sells in history. That being attractive
women bouncing around. How one makes women, half-naked,
bouncing and dancing seem like THE WORST FUCKING IDEA EVER, AND A
COMPLETE TIME-WASTER is a testament to how ridiculous
they are.
The first mistake they made was when
they decided to have them actually speak and attempt to
“seduce” through a series of lame skits, that even dragged the
good and completely real name of Kamala through the
mud, or bog or whatever it is Hippos graze in
in Mississippi err I mean UGANDA. However, I did
find it funny that the only one with real breasts in
that entire skit was the “Ugandan Giant” himself. You
know, after that terrible display, if this was the late
70’s, right about now some B-level celebrity would be hitting
a huge gong. I'd then ask if they could pass that mallet
along so I could use it on my skull and end my misery. "ARE
YOU FROM HAWAII?" Dear god.
But still, WWE carries on (and on, and
on) with this abortion regardless of the audible groan heard
from the live audience when the apropos song “walk idiot walk”
plays. And the saddest thing of all is that these 12 (now 7)
women were the cream of the crop! Of course, leading to the
question, how brain damaged did the others who didn’t make it have to be?
Holy shit.
With that
said, rumors are swirling that this thing is fixed (Cue
the Shawn Michaels Tell me a Lie song, stat!) and that
there’s a good chance Carmella will be walking out of the
contest a quarter of a million dollars richer as a result.
Well, that, and about one pound heavier thanks to the McMahon DNA
floating in her stomach from the bosses casting couch.
Vince: "Just pretend it's a
flute and you're about to play some play some beautiful
music!"
Carmella: "Umm, what about the
spit valve?"
Vince: "No, you swallow
that. "
The irony though of the whole
situation is that Carmella, the favorite, is the least deserving, as she once again,
as displayed this past Monday when she “seduced” us to
buy ice cream after saying “look at the sprinkles”. And I
don’t know about you, but I was like totally fucking sprung after that display of
"sensuality". Holy shit. It might as well have been your
morbidly obese German lunch-lady smokin' a fucking cigarette
that ashes into your mashed potatoes for the level of
appeal she put into this fucking display.
So, I for one am kind of looking forward to
divas dodgeball game (and as Dave Gagnon said to me the other
day: “How does one even work a dodgeball game?”) if only
to see people like Nidia and Jazz whipping speeding balls at
annoying sorta-models who’ll bag more money just for doing a
cartwheel in a bathing suit than they'll both make in one
year combined. I guess all we can
really hope for is that this one is contested under
“Hardcore” rules. (not to be confused with the films 2/3rds of these women will make after
their umm… “fifteen minutes” are up.).

Divas Rock
The House
For an angle I sincerely hate
with all my heart and soul, I sure do write about it a lot. Oh
my God, Vince is a GENIUS! I guess any publicity is good
publicity, so excuse me while I finish this plate of crow.
Then pass it along to the the regular Divas because they
haven't ate in two weeks so to to compete with these stunned
cunts.
Anyway, this past week, they
brought back The Rock for a rare Raw appearance…and sadly, not
even the awesome, star-making power of the Rock (or should I
say “The Dwayne”..he really hasn’t been The Rock in two years)
could not breath life into this skit. Nor could the
entire NYFD, EMTs, the coast guard or Jesus Christ
himself. He'd just say, "Some miracles ARE NOT possible", and
turn Hunter's bottle of Evian into 300 bottles of wine, and
everyone would get hammered to the point where this segment
would be ENTERTAINING.
The one thing that did become
extremely evident was that if this thing wasn’t fixed before,
it definitely is now. I mean, as attractive as Carmella is,
what imbecile would vote for her now? (or before for that
matter, just because WWE is acknowledging her lack of effort
now, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have noticed it before).
If the answer to this
question is “you”, please take you hand off your penis for two
seconds, get up, go outside and bang your head against the
brick wall until you draw blood. You'll know you're done when
someone who calls himself St. Peter checks his list to
see if your name is on it. Thank you.
Anyway, The Rock tried
desperately to make lemonade out of saline pouches, but to no
avail. The not (ever) ready for primetime players still managed to take a segment with
The Rock and drag it down to levels of monotony never before
seen. And THIS IS A MAN WHO MADE US CARE ABOUT JONATHAN
COACHMAN.
And how bout that pie-eating
contest, huh? It was hilarious to watch the “diva hopefuls”
eyes bug out like the way Superman looks at Kryptointe or
Rosie O'Donnell looks at cock when they found out that
they actually had to EAT the pie…and you know, not have time
to regurgitate it in the Arrowhead Pond’s restroom toilet
either, apply some more pancake, and pop a mint so no one
*really* knows that the only nourishment their bodies are
receiving is their stomach acid digesting their own internal
organs.
The funny thing to me was
that apparently none of these women have any concept on how to
seduce a man (except Amy, who performed fellatio on hers). I
think a blow-up doll puts in more effort than these
ladies. And is made of more natural parts. Carmella for
example opted to just simply smear hers all over her arms,
which of course is a turn on…if you’re attracted to women with
extreme mental retardation. I once saw a mongoloid take an ice
cream cone and smush it into their forhead, and I was so
aroused I just had to take my dick out like right then and
there. And poor Christy (Shit! How do I know these names?),
instead of eating her pie, of course decided to announce that
her “ass is hungry” (the same line heard uttered by Pat
Patterson before shooting Sylvan a playful wink) and SAT
in hers. Just a word of warning, if you ever see Christy
working at Baskin-Robbins, JUST WALK AWAY. It can only end
badly for you.
My god what an
abortion.
Hey, Don’t Forget Your Gym-Bag!....
WWE Releases Reno Mero (Sable) Once
Again
WWE.com posted the following on their
website this evening:
WWE and Rena Mero, p.k.a. Sable, have
parted ways. More to follow.
Here are some further details on Sable
being released by the WWE. First, Sable was held off House
Show’s over the weekend causing some to believe that this may
be brewing. She was let go over apparent comments which
appeared in a recent interview she conducted with
FortWayne.com. Here are some tidbits from that interview:
“The men in this business are able to
have families because they have wives who stay home.” said
Mero. “The women have to choose. There are more difficulties
as a woman. There are more sacrifices we make.”
.
Yes, some do have wives at
home….until certain women old enough
to be their mothers play homewrecker and drive the dumb lug
into the NFL…..
“Men aren’t hired on looks,” said Mero.
“Some of the most talented women are not blonde-haired,
blue-eyed women.”
Sure, and guys like Grenier
and Mark Jindrak are just hired on their unbridled
charisma.
“The most gifted female wrestlers get
passed over because they lack a certain California finish.”
I can agree
with this to a certain extent (although both Victoria and
Molly Holly had LONG reigns as Women’s champion in the last
two years), but this is not just prevalent in wrestling. It is
also a staple of Hollywood and even the music industry. It’s
also the sole reason why Pamela Anderson isn’t turning tricks
right now in Downtown Vancouver. And besides, what color's
your hair again,
Sable?
Anyway, the sad fact is, whether you want
to admit it or not, men (probably at least 90% of the
demographic) watch women “wrestle” because of the sexual
factor. Ladies like Trish have tried in vain to erase this
through self improvement and good work-ethic, but it’s still
there, and always will be. Just go to “Jello wrestling night”
at your local campus bar and take note of how many guys are
critiquing the “grappling” skills, and not hoping a titty
comes flopping out of their bathing suit. "She had great
tits, sure, but she totally botched that gogoplata!..."
It’s the same amongst most of the mouth
breathers in the crowds at these shows. The problem lies in
the fact the division pretty much doesn’t mean anything,
because for the most part, the reigning champion just usually
wrestles a revolving door of Divas, while you seldom ever see
just two Divas going at it (without the champion involved),
and NEVER see them wrestle on pay-per-view unless “bras and
panties” or “lingerie” is involved. Hey, kind of like my love
life. This might be why I'm
single.
However, this is the problem on RAW.
Smackdown has no such excuse. The fact is, regardless of what
Sable says, SmackDown’s “Divas” are exactly where they should
be. Sitting nude on Johnny Ace's penis telling him he wasn't
too old or unhip to hold a skateboard but never use it. Err, I
mean, that being glorified strippers with the collective
wrestling ability of a drunken Giant Gonzalez with MS. At
least the Raw competitors have grasped basic wrestling and
made an effort to improve. Watching the women on
Smackdown attempt to wrestle is like watching two dudes with
Spinal Bifida try and line-dance.
Mero had
signed a three year deal with the WWE in 2003 after returning
to the company in which she had legal run-in’s
beforehand.
For those of you who don’t know, those
“legal run-ins” were sexual harassment allegations leveled at
the then-WWF at its most vulnerable point (They were also
being sued by Martha Hart in a wrongful death law-suit for
husband Owen). It's just a shame they didn't create a harness
for Sable, too. Ah, I kid. But mostly because thanks to the
deadheat in the zeppelin race going on on her chest, she would
have just sprung back onto her feet like one of those weighted
clown punching bags.
Anyway, in the actual law-suit, Rena Mero
basically sued for one hundred million dollars (seriously)
before returning to her secret underground lair to feed Vince
to sharks with frickin' laser-beams on their heads.
GOLDENCANS! (not seriously.). There was also apparently
complaints that the “boys” had drilled a hole through her
dressing room wall and that *someone* had shit in her duffle
bag.
But seriously, about the hole in the wall .
Come on.“Oh, boo-hoo, they saw my tits!”. Didn’t they
know they could just go out and buy an issue of Playboy and
see her stuff like millions of other heroes who basically
reduced the spread into two giant pages, if you know what I
mean?Sorry, but I just don’t get this
“shyness” all of a sudden when she basically went out topless
on TV several times anyway. And as for the “boys”, the only
other alternative in the dressing room at that time was the
hanging saggy ass of the hardcore Icon Terry Funk, so could
you really blame them for seeking other avenues of
entertainment? Maybe they should have just had one of the
camera men just film her changing and saved themselves the
trouble. But then again, there's that whole matter of them not
existing...
Ah, I kid.
But you’ll have to excuse me if I don’t think Sable’s opinions
hold any silicone err, water. The fact is, I have no
respect for Sable as a human being, and find it kind of
difficult to hear her preach about the “wrong doings” of the
WWE when she basically is as guilty as anyone in benefiting
from the WWE machine. Not to be confused with the one they use
to clone people in OVW. Ahem.
But seriously, if more talented non-blond
people not getting opportunity was *really* such an issue with
her, then ask her why SHE didn’t relinquish HER spot to the
“non-blond”, “more talented” Jacqueline in 1998
...
MAYBE SHE SHOULD LEARN THE
PILEDRIVER?
Steve Austin,
Ex-Girlfriend Involved In Another Brawl...
"Steve Austin and ex-girlfriend Tess
Broussard were involved in yet another physical confrontation
earlier this month, this time at Beverly Hills, California
restaurant Il Fornaio's, ending up with a trip to the
emergency room, an arrest, and a lawsuit filed. This time,
however, the former WWE champion isn't staying
silent.
According to an article in the paid
subscription area of The Los Angeles Times today, Austin and
his business manager George Vrabeck had brought Broussard to
California to present her with a $1.5 million check in
exchange for Broussard moving on and out of Austin's life and
agreeing not to pursue legal ramifications over different
incidents involving the couple over the last
year.
"I'm not a rocket scientist," Austin told
The Times "But I knew I had to get out of this
relationship....The plan was to go out, have a nice steak,
hand [Broussard] a check and get on with my
life."
After having dinner with Broussard at
Mastro's Steakhouse, the two went to meet Vrabeck, who was
eating at Il Fornaio nearby, waiting with the check and a
security guard stationed in a parked car. Once they arrived,
however, Austin said that things changed, " All of a sudden
Tess said, 'Honey, we're not breaking up. We just had a
wonderful night.' She started getting really irate, saying,
'You can't do this — you just can't break up with me
now.'"
Austin told The Times that Broussard,
"...went up over the top of the table with a steak knife and
she was trying to stab me." Vrabeck got involved and everyone
went down in a scuffle. Austin's security guard handcuffed
Broussard to a chair. Vrabeck ended up with a deep cut to his
left arm while Austin banged his head on the
sidewalk.
Broussard, who works an actress in
softcore films, claimed in a lawsuit that was filed last week
that Austin and Vrabeck lured her to the restaurant to stage a
fabricated assault. The lawsuit asks for $10 million in
damages and brings up a Texas incident from several months ago
where Austin allegedly caused her permanent injury while
driving drunk and hitting a tree with her as passenger. It's
noted in the article that Austin claimed to be sober during
the accident and that police reports of the incident back
Austin's claim.
Broussard's series of events in Beverly
Hills were, as expected, completely different from Austin's.
She told the Times that Vrabeck, "grabbed me and shoved me
down in my chair. When I tried to get up, out of nowhere some
guy came up from behind me and knocked me down, yelling, 'Get
down!' as if gunshots were going to be fired. The next thing I
know, he's on top of me and I'm handcuffed. And there's George
dumping over the table. Then I see him bend down and it looks
like he's stabbing himself. All of a sudden, he says, 'I'm
bleeding,' and the bodyguard says, 'I saw you stab him!'
"Obviously I'd been set up. Steve had threatened me, in no
uncertain terms, that I'd get screwed over if I didn't drop [a
proposed] personal injury suit."
Broussard was arrested and charged with
assault with a deadly weapon, which carries a maximum penalty
of a $10,000 fine and four years in prison. She is due in
court on 9/1 and is currently out on $30,000
bail.
The article noted that Austin's manager,
Barry Bloom, has hired Sitrick & Co., a crisis-management
public relations firm that has represented the likes of Rush
Limbaugh, R. Kelly and Paula Poundstone in the past. The
firm's Michael Mayer told the Times that he instructed Austin
to come forth first. "Steve is a celebrity with millions of
fans," said Mayer. "If he's involved in anything that smacks
of something lurid or sensational, it's going to affect him.
If you don't tell your own story, someone is going to tell it
for you, and chances are you won't like the way it comes
out."
Broussard alleged in the article that
while things were good early in the relationship, Austin,
"turned into another character — mean, horrible, violent and
emotionally abusive. He drank every night, beginning at 6 p.m.
until he would pass out around 1 a.m." When it was noted that
Austin claimed she had a problem with medication, she
responded, "He got me started on pills. He'd open my mouth
like an animal and stick the pills in my mouth. He said, if
I'm taking them, you're taking them too." Austin denied the
charge while admitting he takes a variety of prescription
drugs, prescribed for insomnia and "neurological issues,"
stemming from his neck issues after the Owen Hart tombstone at
Summerslam '97.
The article notes that both admit a March
incident in Austin's San Antonio home (he's since moved to Los
Angeles and is staying with Diamond Dallas Page). Broussard
claimed that Austin, "stomped on my broken foot where I have
permanent physical damage from the car accident." Austin
claims that when he tried to leave the home, Broussard grabbed
a gold necklace around his neck (the one given to him by the
late Brian Pillman) and jumped on his back, forcing him to
physically remove her. Broussard claimed that she didn't file
charges as she planned, saying, "I played everything down. I
got scared. He said he'd screw me over if I filed charges."
Austin denied that charge as well.
The article also features comments from
Henry Garza, lead guitarist of Texas rock band Los Lonely
Boys, who claimed that he saw Broussard once pull a gun on
Austin. "She put it right up to Steve's head, like she was
trying to get him to do something," he says. "Then she pointed
it at me, which was when I really got scared." Broussard
claimed that she recalled "playing" with a gun but never
pointed it ay anyone and "I didn't pick it up in
anger."
Asked why they would still continue to
see each other despite all the problems in the past, Broussard
claimed, "I was naive. He'd apologize and say he'd change and
go to counseling, but he never did. He told me I was his soul
mate, so I kept going back and really believed in the
relationship. But it was a lot of empty
promises."
Austin's response? "I kept seeing her
because, as kooky as she was, I still loved her. I feel like
I've been a pawn on the chessboard. I was too trusting and too
nice, and that's what I'll have to live
with."
Austin, the biggest drawing star in
American professional wrestling history, left World Wrestling
Entertainment several months ago after failing to come to
contractual terms. He's currently working on the new Adam
Sandler film, "The Longest Yard."
Clearly, Miss Broussard’s insane, which
is surprising to me considering how normal and level -headed
those in the sex industry usually
are…..
And as for her claims that the whole
Restaurant scene was “staged” by Austin and company, let me
say this: A manager who’ll STAB HIMSELF for a client, is a
manager I want on my side! Wow! Talk about your dedication
right there. Imagine what he'd do to get you a movie role.
Motherfucker would draw and quarter himself and plunk his hot
insteines on the table before the fucking breadsticks
even showed up.
Anyway, the fact that Austin offered her
1 and a half million (or one week’s beer ration) to GET RID of
her should tell you something. Especially when the STUNNER
always seemed to work so much better for him.
Ahem.
Seriously (umm, kind of) though, I am
surprised however that Austin would go to that sort of length
(the 1.5 million bribe) to rid her from his life, especially
when he’s never been shy about getting his piston-like
right hands dirty himself, so to speak (see the ring
shaped backwards smoking skull in Debra’s
forehead).
Honestly, I think I lean more
towards Austin in this one, although the sick side of me can
see Austin jumping on alleged Tess’s broken foot. HE's
DONE IT BEFORE.…You know, after positioning it under a steel
chair and leaping from the roof of his pick up truck. If it's
good enough for Brian Pillman, than by god, it's good enough
for this tart. Because, let's face it, she's NO BRIAN PILLMAN.
Although, after all the porn she's done she'd easily work
under the moniker LOOSE
CANYON.
In any event, it’ll be interesting to see
where this goes, and hopefully this situation won’t reach O.J.
levels. But hey, that'd work for me, too. If only to see
Austin shrug his shoulders when a big gigantic orthopedic knee
brace doesn't fit during the
trial...
THE CHRONICLES OF BROCK
LESNAR:
The following is the very latest on the
trials and tribulations of Mr. Football
himself:
Here Comes The Pain (In The Ass).
Former WWE Champion turns down autograph
request....
Minnesota's
Star Tribune reports that Brock Lesnar refused to sign a WWE
poster of him that a fan brought to him over the weekend at
Vikings training camp. Lesnar told the fan that he is no
longer signing WWE merchandise.
"That was a part of my life, and I just
don't sign that stuff anymore," Lesnar said. "Just in case I
never go back. They'd have that and they'd just sell it on
eBay."
Lesnar than followed up with: “Now, if
you’ll excuse me, I have to go hop into my big
fucking plane that my WWE contract paid for.”
Ok…I made that last part up.
Sue me.
In any event, Brock hasn’t
exactly been coming across too sympathetically since taking
his (foot)ball and going home. In fact, recently, Brock made a
hard tackle during a practice game ( breaking an unwritten
rule) and causing the QB to have to sit out several plays.
Brock’s reply was “I only have one speed”. Unlike his wife
Sable, who has many.
Then of course, in an
interview, Lesnar was quoted as saying (and I’m not kidding
here) “I don’t like gays…write that down in your little
book…..I don’t like gays”.
Wow, kind of surprising that
Brock would be that homophobic considering the two sports he’s
chosen. You know, the one where oily mean roll around in their
underwear and the other where you grab a ball from the ass-end
of a bent over man. But hey, in his defense, it is incredibly
difficult to even think of anything remotely gay whilst you
write in a mounted position atop another man. Ahem.
Anyway, who would have ever thought
that a guy who alienated the locker room by purchasing a plane
so not to be crammed in the backseat of a Yugo with the Big
Show from town to town would turn out to be such an asshole?
Everybody? Ok, then. Maybe we can just chalk it up to
immaturity. Maybe his mom just needs to step in. Or maybe just
someone the same age. Where’s Sable
again?
Between A Brock And A Hard
Place.
"Brock Lesnar was attacked and beaten up,
in a good way, on the last day
of Vikings camp. It's a tradition to do that to rookies. As
practice ended, Lesnar noted people weren't leaving the field,
figured it out, and started running. Running-back Larry Ned
caught him and tackled him, and as everyone was holding him
down, Kelly Campbell started doing pro wrestling moves on him.
He was also doused with water and had his ankles taped
together. It's actually considered a positive, as it's a sign
the players consider him one of them. The Vikings are also
merchandising a #69 Lesnar jersey."
Huh. I don't know about you,
but after having a dozen dudes all have their way with me,
that's THE LAST FUCKING NUMBER I'd want. Just saying.
But seriously, "beaten up in
a good way?" Isn't That like saying that you were shot
but it was hilarious? "Oh, you guys. The way you just shanked
me in the heart and left me with ten minutes to live is
just so funny. I really feel like part of the team now.
*GRGGLE BLMPPPHH".
You know, only in sports could beating
the shit out of people or tying and binding their feet and
jumping on them be considered a great way to break the ice
with a co-worker. Next time they hire someone new at the
office, I'm going to definitely clothesline the fucker,
then stick a ball gag in their mouths so the copy
guy, Janet from accounting and VP Bob can take turns
fucking them in the ass. They'll appreciate it, because now it
means they're ONE OF US.
There Goes The Pain!
ESPN Radio reports that Brock Lesnar has
been cut. But I say so what if Brock is circumsized? What does
that even matt---oh. They meant. Ya.
Despite being cut from the
Vikings, (and here Brock bought a big helmet with horns and 4
foot battle-axe and everything) Lesnar STILL has a chance
to make the team's practice squad once all other cuts are
made. The St. Paul Pioneer Press has an article
about Brock's cut up, including comments from Viking coach
Mike Tice. The article, which is available , says that Lesnar hugged Tice when he
got the news of his cut. Then he belly to belly suplexed him.
That's the pitfalls of hugging an amateur
wrestler. Spooning turns into the worst night of your life. Or
not.
And
from there Brock's agent says he isn't done with Football
yet:
"[Brock is] committed to this long-term,"
Ed Hitchcock said. "He's realistic about what it takes to
develop. There are players who've played this game all their
lives who take a couple of years to develop [in the
NFL]."
Check out the full ESPN article, which
also features comments from Viking coach Mike
Tice, here.
So, the dream is over? What a shame.
And here I was waiting for the game where he tries to
tackle someone by leaping from the goal posts, only
to miss the players by like 3 feet and land head first.
It is after all,
instinct.
That said, with the way he talked down
about wrestling, and maybe the magic that is the NFL Europe
being the only other viable choice, it looks like Brock is
just left with his dignity… and his plane of course. Oh ya,
and Sable,too, but I ranked the plane higher because after
all, the jet has far less miles on
it.
However, I for one,
regardless of how much of an asshole Brock seems to be, would
love to see him return to wrestling, and I’d think that it
would be inevitable. Because, after all, wrestling is a lot
like the mob. In that you never really get out. However,
unfortunately, unlike the mob,
there’s no chance of finding the dead body of the Hulkster
packed in ice in someone’s trunk. Oh well.
Anyway,
WWE would be somewhat foolish to not at least extend the olive
branch and try to soak up some of the legit press Lesnar has
gotten. However, I think that Lesnar won’t quit
in his attempt to make it in football, not yet anyway. He
never struck me as that type of guy. You don’t win the NCAA
Championship without tenacity. Or arms so freakishly long you
can tie your shoes without bending over. Or something. I don't
know, I'm drunk.
Now in closing, I wanted to
create a sentimental picture of Brock to raise his spirits
figuratively in the manner in which he once so effortlessly
followed suit on one The Big Show, but instead I decided to go
for the outrageous and dig deep into TWF's extensive
photo library and dig out the infamous Brock Lesnar E.T. pic,
and post it regardless of the fact that it has ABSOLUTELY NO CONTEXT WHATSOEVER TO
ANYTHING. But Fuck that! As Dave Gagnon
said to me the other day: “It’s BROCK LESNAR riding a
children’s bicycle, what more could you want?”
This one’s for you,
Brock!:

Destrucity For Sale
The Ultimate Warrior has put many of his
WWE items on auction at eBay, including his one-of-a-kind blue
WWE Title belt that was made just for him. The bidding for the
belt starts at $23,500.
Warrior is also auctioning off his ring
gear and an autographed action figure.
Check out the items here.
Gotta love Warrior, though.
Next thing you know, he’ll be auctioning off the baseball bat
he used to swat illegal immigrants back over the border. But
those Mexicans should know better. WHO MESSES WITH WARRIOR
THAT CLOSE TO ROPES? Or a fence. Whatever. Facts take a
back-seat to Warrior jokes.
Still though, 23 thousand dollars for the ONLY
colored belt in WWF history? Come on,
Warrior, I think through all it's hard work and perseverance, that belt
deserves to be called AFRICAN-AMERICAN by now. You see,
because he's racist, and this joke implies that he's
mistakenly referred the WWE Title, ya, never mind.
Anyway for those of you not
quite convinced of its BY GAWD authenticity, Warrior
gives his own personal guarantee:
"What else needs to be said? It's real.
It's genuine. It's true. I own it. I am Warrior. The Creator,
Owner and Performer of The Ultimate Warrior, former WWF
Heavyweight Champion.
Ultimate Warrior was the only talent who
wore colored WWF Heavyweight Championship belts. Period.
Ultimate Warrior was the only one to were
a blue WWF Heavyweight Championship belt.
Period."
Wow, HE
SAYS IT'S REAL, so it must be!
What court in the land wouldn’t take that as
gospel? You know, some people might want a legal
guarantee, but when a guy with a painted face who spent 2/3rds
of his life in his underwear, and whom LEGALLY
CHANGED HIS FUCKING NAME TO WARRIOR, guaran-damn-tees that’s
it’s the real deal, who wouldn’t take that at face value?
Everybody? Maybe. Besides, it's not like you can return
mail it. Just where in the fuck is Parts Unknown,
anyway?
Warrior goes on to say: There is no other
belt like this ONE in THE WHOLE WORLD. And he’s right if you
discount all the other colored belts he wore during his Title
reign. And I guess if you ignore the other color belts, HE IS
TELLING YOU THE TRUTH WHEN HE SAYS...THERE IS NO OTHER BELT
LIKE THIS IN THE WHOLE WORLD!!!! Except those that are exactly
like it, but we’re not talking about
those….
But…If this still is not good enough for
you, Warrior chimes in with this: “You get all the
verification upfront that you need and as long as I am alive,
I will be gladly available to verify its authenticity.” See?
Warrior will personally verify it’s authenticity FOR YOU. So
don’t fret, next time someone says “Warrior never really owned
that!”, all you have to do is place a call to parts unknown…or
better yet, flash the Warrior-Symbol from WCW into the night
sky, and Warrior will run from his home in Phoenix to your
house, to yes, VERIFY THAT THIS SUPER UNIQUE COLORED BELT THAT
NO ONE ELSE HAS EVER WORN (ESPECIALLY SGT. SLAUGHTER) IS THE
REAL DEAL!!!! WARRIAH! Oh yeah, unless he's dead as he
mentioned. But hey, I wouldn't buy it. I saw this guy get
locked in a coffin once for 12 minutes straight and he was
just fine. So in the event of his death, just pull
that casket off the rolling beer-case wheels at the
Crematorium , crack the bitch open and get Warrior's
guarantee. IT'S YOUR ULTIMATE
RESPONSIBILITY.
Hide(nreich) The Women And Children…
"WWE wrestler John
Heidenreich threw a huge fit backstage at the recent Bakersfield house show.
Apparently, a few things went wrong in his match with Scotty 2
Hotty, which caused the green wrestler to get very upset. On
his way to the back, John was visibly screaming and cursing.
Things got worse as the star went through the curtain.
Much to the
dismay of management, Heidenreich "rearranged" the locker-room
area, creating a huge commotion. Some are wondering if he will
be able to handle the wrestling business, since he will
undoubtedly get frustrated down the road and cannot just
"explode" to release his anger. Even though WWE management
likes his intensity, there's no denying his lack of in-ring
skills, and incidents like this won't keep him on the good
side of those in power."
What they don’t mention is
that a now traumatized Little Johnny witnessed the whole
thing…
Anyway, hopefully this will
be a sign to the powers that be to stop the impending
Heidenreich push, post haste. Unless it's off something
incredibly high. (not RVD).
And as
for him “exploding” in the future, I sincerely hope he does.
Only in my vision he has about 30 pounds of dynamite strapped
to him, but whatever. The bottom line is , a guy like
Heidenreich is a dinosaur in this business (in my opinion).
(where's the Ice age when you really need it?). The lumbering
oafish giant went out with no-selling people’s finishers. It’s
passé. I’m not saying that there can’t be big men, but rather
they should bring a little more to the table than just being
big…and no doubt somehow implementing a side walk slam into
their repertoires, because that's what really tall people do.
It's true. It's instinct. Don't question it. Just the
other day, my 6'5" neighbor gave me a spinebuster as I was
jogging past his house. He then apologized and said "I'm so
sorry! I don't know what happened! It's like it just came over
me! I couldn't help it. It just felt like something I should
do. Like bearhugs and losing my breath after about 5 minutes."
Some of this may not have happened.
I
say cut Heidenreich loose (preferably if he’s hanging from a
cliff). That, or else keep Arn Anderson guard of him. After
all, Double A is pretty adept at handling psychotic giant
blond guys…even if they do have
scissors… or
squeegees.
Sharp Dressed McMahon
Wrestlers feel WWE has no legal right to
fine over dress...
WWE fined seven wrestlers
last week for violating their new dress code policy, including
D-Von Dudley and Rey Mysterio. Everyone was fined $500 for the
first offense. As reported, WWE will issue $1000 fines for
second offenses, and a suspension for third offenses.
Many WWE
wrestlers feel that the company has no right to fine for dress
code violations since nothing related to dress is in anybody's
contract.
Many feel WWE is going way beyond their
legal rights in fining over dress code, since many of the
wrestlers are considered to be independent contractors, a
technical thing that WWE does to avoid paying many benefits
and getting certain tax breaks.
Management feels it isn't too much to ask
that the wrestlers look professional. Even if they're midgets
in masks. I added this part. But seriously, who'd even know
Rey was a wrestler? I don't care if he is wearing a fucking
Tuxedo, without his mask he just looks like a kid who fell
asleep on a newspaper.
Anyway, all of this
"dress code" shit coming from the guy who spent the
latter part of the 1980’s wearing pastel blue and salmon
colored blazers with huge WWF logos on the lapel? What's next,
The British get on your case about Orla hygeine? Come on,
Vince.
And what do they mean by
“professional”? Oh I see, if you’re going to work in an
industry that sees you trying to run people over with cars,
light other wrestlers on fire, or even drug, kidnap, and in
turn, force a woman to marry you, you BETTER be wearing a suit
jacket or people will start to thinking the entire
organization lacks credibility? Holy shit.
Get a
grip, WWE. This isn’t exactly an industry that conveys class,
and let’s not forget that during your peak, the wrestlers
themselves single-handedly kept the spandex industry afloat as
guys like Randy Savage and Hulk Hogan appeared often in public
wearing bandanas, spandex pants, and WEIGHT LIFTER’S BELTS all while
they did their GROCERY
SHOPPING. But
hey, who knows how heavy those Watermelons can get, bruther!
Better safe than sorry, dude!
Besides, regardless of whether you put
him in a suit, or shorts, I doubt anyone on the plane is going
to take a look at Hurricane with the pineapple sprout of green
hear billowing from his fucking scalp or Kane with one
big dead eye and go “Wow, I wonder if he’s a lawyer?”.
Your best bet is to keep your
wrestlers happy, and comfortable; and besides, maybe you
should start enforcing a dress code INSIDE THE RING
first, motherfucker. That way, tragedies like Bubba Ray
Dudley’s shorts can NEVER transpire again. Where's your God
now?
P.S., You’re An Asshole?
Nobody likes
Hayes....
Michael Hayes is getting a lot of heat
backstage among the wrestlers for being a "stooge" and quickly
telling Johnny Ace or Vince McMahon who has been showing up late to shows.
Rey Mysterio, for one, was reported as being late by
Hayes to a recent house show and ended up being fined
for it.
I don't have much to say here, but for a
second there, I pictured Hayes as a LITERAL STOOGE, of the
THREE variety. And the great thing is, that's exactly what
Vince would have done with the Freebirds in the 80's. Larry,
Curly and MO' Cocaine, Please?.
Ya, that's all I've
got.
‘Til Death Do They Part (You
promise?)
[The Following was written before the
Kane/Lita wedding]
Has there ever been a contract signing
where the furniture doesn’t get turned over? File it under the
same chapter as Trophies and Birthday cakes in the big book of
ridiculous Wrestling clichés, I guess.
Anyway, I guess with the
*official* signing between Matt and Kane, it makes it all
legal and binding (tee hee) as the winner will be burdened
with a lifetime commitment to the soon to be 2Xtreme mother.
Probably marking the first time two men have fought over the
right to marry a philandering pregnant woman whom you’re
even not sure is actually carrying your child….
What struck me
particularly funny was how far poor Kane has fallen from the
indestructible monster that ripped the Hell in a cell door off
its hinges in 1997. I mean, do monsters even deal with
lawyers? I mean when was the last time you saw Jason Voorhees
or Michael Myers going through legal red-tape with a
licensed barrister?
Unfortunately for Kane, the
pyrokinetic demonic figure he once portrayed is now eclipsed
by a guy who wants to “do the right thing” by the woman he
impregnated with his pipin’ hot seed, and he's reduced
to wearing stylish corduroy sweaters out for a light
supper with Shane McMahon pre-Survivor Series last year….
However, it’s this type of schlock that
makes me LOVE being a wrestling fan. I mean, where else are
you going to see someone get forced to get married to a
complete stranger for losing a match? You won’t see that
in the real world, believe me. I know because after I caught
our own Jason Hart with a quick small package as he emerged
from the bathroom, and no matter how many times I told
his girlfriend she now had to become my wife, she just
wouldn’t do it. She must not watch wrestling. I'd hate to
break it to her that IT'S
NOW LEGAL.
Anyway, I’m just glad that Matt Hardy is
getting any sort of push. He deserves it. Even if it’s at the
expense of his girlfriend being told to bulk up to play a more
convincing pregnant woman. But hey, after seeing some of the
broads in his forum, I'm sure he's used to it. Even if they're
"eating for two" only in practice.
Kane/Lita: Missed
Opportunities~!
You know, I have to admit it. I MARKED out
for the Kane/Lita wedding last week. It was the right mixture
of hokeyness to make me remember why it is that I choose to
watch wrestling in the first place. Sure, for the most part
the acting is more wooden than a medieval dildo, especially
Lita, who despite having lines written RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER,
still managed to slur them, it still was amusing in a car
wreck sort of way. (who says she only blows spots in a
match?). And for
the record, this whole thing could only have worked with Kane,
who just maybe the best developed character in wrestling
today.
However, there still were several missed
opportunities that in my opinion could have equaled COMIC
GOLD. And not just the TOAST where Undertaker misunderstands
the concept and literally sets Kane on fire again. That’s
right, I’m also talking about a Bachelor party and the
ensuing Honeymoon~!
Why WWE didn’t choose to turn
this sure fire humor into vignettes baffles me. After all, I
can just picture the Bachelor party, where JR offends the
strippers by calling them “no good Jezebels”, before getting
blotto and imagining himself riding a Government mule around
the room with a lamp-shade on his head. From there, Undertaker
kills the stripper in the cake by filling it with cement. All
while X-Pac goes out to pick up the keg…and is in turn never
heard from again. Couple that with Kane “getting it on" with
still warm corpse of the dead stripper and you have a DEFINITE
HIT PARTY!
From there, the bride and groom can be
seen on their honeymoon, eating a romantic candlelit dinner,
ignited by the fingertip of the groom, before retreating to
the boudoir as Kane proceeds to light her loins ablaze with
his fiery lust…LITERALLY. From there it would take the entire
Niagara Falls Fire Department to put her vagina out due to the
size….Imagine the possibilities!
Unfortunately though, we’ll never know
these joys. Thanks WWE. And go ahead, let’s hear another 30
minute HHH promo instead, we don’t mind…
Coming This Fall! Fox Presents: When Animal
Attacks!
From the people who brought you Temptation
Island and The World’s
scariest police chases, and forthcoming hard-hitting reality
shows like "America's Funniest
Most Wanted" comes the *newest* phenomenon in
Reality Television: "When
Animal Attacks!".
Watch in horror as a rabid
Joe
Laurinaitis terrorizes campers and hikers alike, and hear the
gut-wrenching stories of survival from those who were there.
And jobbed in under 2 minutes, because that's how it
works.
Here’s one such account from someone
we'll call “Verne Gagne” for the sake of his identity:
“All I remember is that I was setting up
my tent, planning fun new ways to give my diminutive
untalented son new unwarranted opportunities, when I see
this, umm, Animal
emerge from the bushes. I froze, and the last thing I
remember is him hurling towards me, sandwiching me against a
tree with a mighty blow of his arm! From there, in my daze, I
remember him strangely shooting two big thumbs up to no one in
particular, before picking me up on his shoulders and carrying
me off as he yelled out for a “Hawk" to come finish
me off. The last thing I saw was a doll with a
leather jacket having a detailed conversation with some bald
guy with a newspaper. It was absolutely terrifying, and I
pretty much blacked out from there.” We all do when Rocco
shows up, Verne. We all do.
In
any event, those who know “Animal” best, are hard pressed to
believe these tales, citing that a man who portrayed the
non-threatening image of a post-apocalyptic warrior for 2/3rds
of his life and who openly admitted to dining on death
(which judging by the last we saw him must be
surprisingly high in calories) would never behave so
uncouth.
We
however have the footage to prove otherwise. Including the
heart-wrenching moment where Animal is destroyed by park
rangers, and Batista and George Steele go running for their
lives, their cries of "WE'RE NOT REALLY COMPLETELY AMBIGUOUS
ANIMALS, WE'RE PEOPLE!" obviously falling on deaf
ears.
So don’t
miss “When Animal Attacks”, coming to Fox this fall at 8:30
pm, right after “Who wants to beat a Millionaire to death?”.
Stay
Tuned!
Apparently, TNA this past week passed out
questionnaires to those who attended the Impact tapings in
hopes of coming away with what their fanbase does and does not
want to see. Unless what they want to see is LESS Jeff
Jarrett. They're not miracle workers!
Ok, with that said, one of our loyal
readers, Ryan from Sunny (Hurricane wasteland) Florida who attended said
tapings, sent me a transcript of the questionnaire via email,
and will in turn try to submit it to the TNA brass this coming
week when he returns.
So, with that in mind, I thought I’d take
the liberty of filling out his questionnaire for him for shits
and giggles…..
Here we go:
*Are You A Wrestling Fan -
Yes or No?
What, I
thought this was the rodeo! With all these Fucking
cowboys? No?
*Were you aware of Impact! or TNA
Wrestling beforehand - Yes or No?
I’m aware
that I'd like key members of your creative team to MAKE AN
IMPACT. By jumping off a building. Close
enough?
*Have you ever purchased a TNA Wrestling
program on PPV - Yes or No?
Depends on
what you mean by, ahem, “purchased”.
*Do you subscribe to cable or
satellite?
Yes. I do
live in the 21st
century.
*Given the special retail price of $9.95
would you buy a TNA Wrestling program in the future - Yes or
No?
Yes…but I’d
probably prefer to steal it. There’s just something about
“taking the food off of Erik Watt’s table” that gives me
perverse pleasure.
*Would you come back for another Impact!
taping - Yes or No?
Yes. But
you’ll have to fire Jeremy Borash. He touched me in my
“special purpose”.
*What Brought you to Impact!?
My car,
silly.
*Who was your favorite wrestler?
That
charismatic showman, Jeff Jarrett! I just love how he always
seems to win regardless of whom he’s in the ring with! See,
that’ll show that Vince McMahon what he's
missing!
*Did You Buy any Merchandise - Yes or
No?
There’s
merchandise? I know Don West tried to sell me some baseball
cards out back…
*What [did
you buy]?
Goldilocks. THAT WHORE.
*Do you participate in message
boards/communities - Yes or No?
Oh Yes…I’m
that guy at Honky Tonk Man.com
who pretty much tore the promotion a new
asshole after you botched Raven.
*Will you check out our website at
TNAWrestling.com - Yes or
No?
Most
Definitely! Where else am I going to get my vital information
on the MEGASTAR that is El Leon?
*What did you like about
Impact!?
I
like the fact that
there’s actually someone with the name Petey Williams
wrestling…and not in Kindergarten.
*Do you have any suggestions to make your
experience better?
More Jarretts. (LOTS more!) Also, if you
could occasionally have Tracy Brooks accidentally billow from
her brazier, I think that'd work on a fundamental level. Big
bare titties is a great deterrent to realizing that I just
watched a twenty minute interview with JONNY
FAIRPLAY.
*Would you be interested in working with
our street teams for free goodies - Yes or No?
Street team? Free goodies? Is this a
prostitution ring? Would that make Jeff Jarrett a pimp? Pimp
Daddy's boy? That would explain the clothes. And here I
thought it was latent homosexuality. Shows what I
know.
*Would you like to be added to our online
fan mailing list?
Why don’t you just ask me if
you can shit on my foot, instead? Unless it’s actually AJ
Styles corresponding directly with tales of what it’s like to
“Phenomenal”, no thanks. I have enough spam in my mail
box.;
Ok This should piss off the
Panda people good. Or they could just think, “Hey,
here’s another sarcastic jackass who thinks he’s the only one
goofing on this questionnaire. Asshole.” And you know, I’m
personally leaning towards the first…..
Well, folks,
that’s it for me. Next time I talk to you here I’ll be moved
into the *new* Casa del Sean, where I’ll have the opportunity
to annoy and terrorize a whole new group of neighbors.
'Til
then.
I'm Sean.
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Sean Carless is a man of many hats. And
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