Wednesday, February 8, 2017

WWF This Tuesday in Texas (Version II)



Original Airdate: December 3, 1991

From San Antonio, Texas; Your Hosts are Gorilla Monsoon and Bobby Heenan

Opening WWF Intercontinental Title Match: Bret Hart v Skinner: Hart dominates the early going, and sends his challenger to the outside following an inverted atomic drop. Back in, Bret works the arm, but misses a charge in the corner, and collides with the ring post. Skinner hammers on the shoulder until Hart falls out of the ring, and inside, the challenger controls with an abdominal stretch. Shoulderbreaker gets two, but a cross corner charge hits boot. Hart tries a 2nd rope elbowdrop, but Skinner dodges, and grabs his gator claw to bop Bret with to keep control. Skinner works Bret over in kicky-punch fashion, and an inverted DDT is worth two, but a 2nd rope flying splash hits boot! Bret mounts his comeback with a Russian legsweep for two, and a vertical suplex follows for two. Backbreaker sets up a 2nd rope pointed elbowdrop for two, but Bret makes the mistake of arguing the count, and gets rolled up for two. They spill to the outside, where Skinner controls a slugfest by going to the eyes, but a trip upstairs ends badly, and the Sharpshooter retains at 13:46. Basic house show stuff here. Did someone forget to tell Bret that this wasn't one of the dark matches? It's very rare to see Hart phone it in on pay per view, but even as a kid I thought this was one of Bret's duller matches. * ¼ (Original rating: ½*)

Jake Roberts v Randy Savage: Savage attacks him from behind in the aisle, and beats him from pillar to post. Randy is so eager to destroy Roberts that he doesn't even bother taking off his hat during a flying axehandle, and Jake tries running up the aisle, but Macho drags him back. Roberts uses the referee to block Savage long enough to take a cheap shot, and he tosses Macho over the top to buy some time. Outside, Roberts sends Randy into the post, then bashes the snake-bit arm against it a couple of times before bringing things back in. Jake with an inverted atomic drop between shots at the bandaged arm, and a short-clothesline sets up the DDT, but Macho blocks - immediately following up with the Flying Elbowdrop at 6:25. This never really got going, but then they still had plans for a WrestleMania blow off at this point. Afterwards, a still fuming Savage decides to do some more damage with the ring bell, but the protesting referee allows Roberts to save himself with the DDT! Jake gives him a second one for good measure, then decides to up the ante by bringing his king cobra into play. Miss Elizabeth runs out (in heels, good for her!) to protest, but that just eggs Jake on, and he viciously taunts Savage with another DDT as Elizabeth sobs. This is some of the best heel work you'll ever see in your life here. Finally, Jake puts the cherry on top by actually slapping her, which crosses a line no one else has ever before. The match was nothing, but that's not what this was about anyway. * (Original rating: ½*)


Davey Boy Smith v Warlord: This feud just went on forever and ever in 1991, didn't it? Both guys size each other up to start, and Davey controls a power exchange by clotheslining him over the top. He tries following with a plancha, but Warlord catches him, and rams him right into the post. Turnbuckle smash on the way back in gets reversed, however, and Davey dives with a missile dropkick before tying Warlord up in the ropes for some abuse. Bodypress, but Warlord dodges, and Smith crashes right into the ropes as a result. Warlord recovers with a backdrop, and a corner whip sets up a bearhug. Well, you knew that was coming at some point. Davey starts to slug free, so Warlord cuts him off with a belly-to-belly suplex, and he pounds him with some lumbering offense. Another backdrop is countered with a piledriver, but Warlord counters back to the backdrop - Smith countering with a sunset flip for two, but running into a clothesline as they pop up. Full Nelson looks to finish, but Davey won't quit, and Warlord ends up releasing him after about forty minutes in the hold. Okay, it might have been slightly less time than that, but it certainly FELT like forty minutes. Warlord keeps after him, but misses a corner charge, and Bulldog capitalizes with a 2nd rope flying clothesline. Hanging vertical suplex gets two, but Warlord topples him during the Running Powerslam for two. Clothesline, but Smith counters with a crucifix for the pin at 12:45. Like their WrestleMania match, this was kind of lumbering, but not totally worthless. * (Original rating: ½*)

Ted DiBiase and Repo Man v Virgil and Tito Santana: Col. Mustafa got to captain a team, but poor Repo Man couldn't even get a spot on Survivor Series? Shucks. And, speaking of feuds that went on forever, Virgil's still all fired up for DiBiase here. Repo and Tito start, and they trade wristlocks, with Tito dominating. He and Virgil pinball Repo in the corner for a bit, and Santana hiptosses him over the top. Back in, Tito drills him with a clothesline, and Repo has had enough - tagging out to Ted. Tito follows suit, but DiBiase stalls him out before attacking his frustrated former employee. Backdrop, but Virgil counters with a sunset flip for two, then sends Ted over the top with an atomic drop. Tito forces DiBiase right back in, but Virgil is ready to send him over the top again with a clothesline - only to run into an elbow on a corner charge. Tag to Repo for a bodyslam, as the heels cut the ring in half on Virgil until he manages to counter a backdrop from DiBiase with a swinging neckbreaker. That's enough for the hot sauce tag to Tito, and he's a casa of fire! Jumping forearm looks to finish Repo, but Ted saves, and Santana ends up getting tossed over the top. Back in, they cut the ring in half on their new victim, but a double knockout spot ends in both Virgil and DiBiase tagging in! Virgil blitzes him, but Repo breaks the count following a Russian legsweep, and Roseanne Barr the door! Unfortunately for Virgil, he gets overwhelmed by an assist from Sensational Sherri, and DiBiase pins him at 11:28. Nothing special, but a well paced effort here. ** (Original rating: ¾*)

Main Event: WWF Title Match: Undertaker v Hulk Hogan: Undertaker and Paul Bearer try attacking as Hogan slides into the ring, but he fights them both off, and delivers a cross corner clothesline to setup a ten-punch count in the corner! Inverted atomic drop puts Undertaker down, but only briefly, as he immediately sits up. Hulk keeps coming with a clothesline and another inverted atomic, but Undertaker blocks it, so Hulk tries a bodyslam instead, then clotheslines the champion over the top. Undertaker lands on his feet and drags Hogan right out after him, and goes to old faithful: the chokehold. That leaves Hogan in trouble as they head back in, where Undertaker keeps on him with more choking. Lots more. Ropewalk forearm sets up (you guessed it) more choking, and they spill to the outside, where Undertaker whips his challenger into the post. Inside, Hulk escapes another choke, and they do a sloppy criss cross spot that sees Undertaker trip over himself on the ropes, but leads to 'Taker hitting a jumping clothesline for two. Another ropewalk forearm, but Hulk manages to pull him down off the top this time, and he starts mounting a comeback. That cues Ric Flair, but Hogan spots him on the outside, and dives to the floor to blast Flair with a chair! Back to the task at hand, and the big boot hits, but Undertaker goes to the throat to block the Legdrop. Cue Bearer with the urn, but Hogan dodges, and takes a handful of the ashes inside to blind Undertaker with for a schoolboy at 13:10. Not quite as bad as the Survivor Series match, but that's not exactly high praise. DUD (Original rating: ¼*)

BUExperience: Despite having a three hour commercial in the form of Survivor Series, this show failed to succeed commercially on pay per view, and didn’t do much better critically either. The two big matches more or less deliver (angle wise, anyway), but the undercard is all filler, and the show has a stupid name to boot. Make like Shakira, and don’t bother.

DUD

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