Saturday Night’s Main Event #18 – 11/26/1988

Big guy getting comeuppance or victim of light terrorism?

It has now been over a full year since I started this sojourn through all the WWF Saturday Night Main Event shows and I hope at this point next year I will have wrapped with the weird FOX editions from 1992. But for now, we are at Thanksgiving weekend 1988, two days after the Survivor Series. Of course this was taped ten days before that PPV and it wasn’t referenced at all on the show. No newly turned Demolition is what that means since that would be tough to explain to the live crowd in Sacramento at the Arco Arena, home of the Sacramento Kings. On the night this aired, the Kings lost to the New Jersey Nets at Arco to drop to 1-9 on the year.

Despite being in a less glamourous part of California, Jesse Ventura reminds you that he is a Hollywood star and that makes him more important than Vince McMahon. He also says he’s got a better physique than Vince, who no doubt took that shit personally. I appreciate their dynamic so much more now than I did 15-20 years ago. Continue reading Saturday Night’s Main Event #18 – 11/26/1988

Reflections on 1991 Survivor Series – The Gravest Challenge

Change was in the air at the 1991 Survivor Series, and not just because the show was moved off Thanksgiving to the night before. Not only was the Ultimate Warrior experiment over, but Warrior himself was banished. And here comes Ric Flair coming in with the NWA title calling himself the “real world champion”. I think it’s best summed up by looking at the 10/21/1991 Superstars taping from Fort Wayne, Indiana because big things were happening: Continue reading Reflections on 1991 Survivor Series – The Gravest Challenge

Reflections on 1990 Survivor Series

I have a confession about the 1990 Survivor Series. I bought the show, or at least got my parents to buy it for me. I skipped WrestleMania 6 and SummerSlam, so why did I come back? Like many, I wanted to see what was in the giant egg figuring that something built up that much was going to be awesome. So yeah, that’s my story. How about the rest of the 1990 Survivor Series from Hartford, CT? Continue reading Reflections on 1990 Survivor Series

Saturday Night’s Main Event #17 – 10/29/1988

Not Patera-Bravo!
Not Patera-Bravo!

If you like wrestling shows that start with Jake Roberts making out with his then-wife Cheryl, then this is the show for you. If you like seeing a close up of Rick Rude’s crotch, well, that’s the second thing seen on the October 1988 episode of Saturday Night’s Main Event. A lot of moving pieces on this show from Baltimore, Maryland. Vince McMahon and Jesse Ventura are the hosts and Jesse immediately compares Vince to hapless then-VP candidate Dan Quayle. For those who don’t know, Quayle is the guy who misspelled “potato” during an elementary school visit by adding an “E” to the end. Continue reading Saturday Night’s Main Event #17 – 10/29/1988

Reflections on 1988 Survivor Series

When I was given the opportunity to choose a show for review on The Lapsed Fan Wrestling Podcast, I had a lot to choose from even with all WrestleManias and Starrcades spoken for. I chose the 1988 Survivor Series, a show that I did see live and one that has so many interesting behind the scenes details. It is a show with Hillbilly Jim and Red Rooster in the main event. It is the only time we would see Tully Blanchard wrestle Bret Hart. It was a changing of the guard; Junkyard Dog, Don Muraco, Ken Patera, and the British Bulldogs are all guys who were either gone before this show or immediately afterward. And we see the arrival of The Rockers, The Brain Busters, Mr. Perfect, and Owen Hart as the Blue Blazer. Plus so many random appearances. Let’s dive in. Continue reading Reflections on 1988 Survivor Series

Highlights from Bret Hart’s Book: Part 9 (Rocky Edition)

As an old school fan who hates repetitive booking, I’m just glad the stupid MITB briefcase bit is now in the rearview for 2016, even if the new champion is a guy who can’t throw a working punch yet portrays a crazy brawler. But enough about Dean Ambrose, we’re here for Bret Hart and we’re getting even closer to Montreal.

Just after midnight, Jake Roberts stumbled through the front doors whacked out on something with three black prostitutes leading the way.

Jake Roberts living it up in South Africa 1996, everyone! I’m sure he was just preaching the word of God, right? Continue reading Highlights from Bret Hart’s Book: Part 9 (Rocky Edition)