The Monday Nitro Workrate Report

A weekly look at what did and didn't work on Monday Nitro by Dean Rasmussen

Monday, October 4th, 1999

The pre-Russo, Post-Bischoff Nitros have been quite action-packed and goodalicious and this one may have been the best ever. Who knows what the future brings? I'll worry about it when it happens.


What Worked
Chris Benoit and Bret Hart have the Match Of The Year on free TV and wonks can dispute the technical points when compared Match Of The Year Candidate X and they will all lose in my eyes because this match was so phenomenal and gets more phenomenal each time you watch it- simply because there is so much story injected into this. The KEY to this match is the understanding of what this match was- a vision and a lament of what Bret Hart assumed wrestling would become, as this became a rockhard story seeped in real life emotion with two master artists expressing their sorrow through a sullen determination to show in one match all that is good in their shared perspective of wrestling: wrestling that is seeped in traditional forms and structures, masterfully showing how a match is crafted while at the same time infusing the piece with state of the art wrestling moves, man-sized stiffness, man-sized selling, man-sized psychology- actual fucking KING-SIZED professional wrestling as filtered through the basic tenets of the Hart Dungeon. This is what US Pro Style SHOULD have become in 1990 after the end of the Flair/Steamboat era. This is Bret Hart saying so IN THE RING and it you cannot get ANY cooler that THAT. The backstory of this match is just coming out and it adds to the already rich tapestry of the match: Bret was given the option to wrestle in the same arena where his brother died- who died while working for a man that betrayed Bret Hart and whom Bret Hart thoroughly despises. Instead of doing what I would have done if it were my brother- which is try to distance myself from the emotional trauma of that situation until I could cope with the wellspring of feelings of love for my brother and the hatred of whom I would consider the one responsible for his death, instead Bret Hart decides to make his art his catharsis and decides to show the world what his wrestling heritage is and he decides to show what his family was capable of producing as he wrestles it's greatest graduate- Chris Benoit. The backstory continues as Bret Hart requests to put over Chris Benoit to the WCW, which is nixed by the WCW brass. This is key to the understanding of this match because one can see that Bret knows what Benoit is- Benoit is the one who has to embody the pinnacle of the Hart style and tradition after Bret is through with the sport. Even when Owen was alive, Bret knew that Owen's knees would prevent him from reaching the pure wrestling artform pinnacle that he was capable of reaching, thus Bret Hart wants to put over the real heir to the Hart Family domination of TRUE WRESTLING. This match reaches vastly cool proportions even before the bell rings. THE MATCH ITSELF: This was an exercise in everything that Bret Hart thinks is good wrestling with concessions to what Benoit thinks is good wrestling. Hart supplies the Heavyweight US Pro-Style match structure in the grand tradition by starting from a headlock, working through the Knuckle Lock segment, into stiff chops and punches and kicks- allowing for Benoit to hit big transitions with suplexes and counters. Here is my favorite part- as Hart uses Old School Finishers: A fucking GREAT DDT, a Memphis Piledriver, and Swinging Neckbreaker to counteract Benoit's State-Of-The-Art Japanese Suplexes and quasi-shootstyle submissions. EACH makes ONE concession as Bret Hart makes an Old School US Pro-Style Back Suplex become a super High-Angle Back Suplex, while Benoit takes a Boston Crab and mutates into his Boston Crab variation (that Jericho would later use as his finisher.) The OTHER cool thing about this match was that it was a forgone conclusion that Hart was going to win so I was figuring that Benoit misses the headbutt and Bret procures the SharpShooter- instead they go totally high tech with the double finisher counter into a finisher ending and I was suitable amazed. Bret Hart who has been doubting his role in Pro Wrestling- probably because he is the greatest wrestler in North America and he is being treated like a glorified Lex Luger- is able to focus again and cut out all the horror around him and produce another great match after a long layoff from even an opportunity to have a great match. Meanwhile Chris Benoit is SO Automatically Great and SOO MONEY that his end being held up is such a forgone conclusion. Just a great fucking match, perfectly done by WCW and- the exception of Heenan's fucking embarrassing inability to ever go a whole minute without trying to get useless ass over- perfectly done all around. The ending and postmatch was absolutely number one and the best and it made me proud to be a wrestling fan. Fuck the bullshit- this match is why I watch Professional Wrestling.

Malenko and Rey took EXACTLY one week to elevate their good little experiment in Lucha roll-ups into a truly FAT ASS great match. Malenko did this leg sweep roll-up into a kneebar that was cooler than the greatest highspot ever (Doc Chan's Springboard Shooting Star Press). I freaked out and partied! And THEN EVIL REVOLUTION! I'm all over it and assume that Rey and Malenko wrestle next week, they shake hands at the end and Malenko clotheslines Misterio and they beat the holy dogpoop out of him. At least I HOPE so. Evil Malenko is so much fun and if we can keep Evil Malenko and also keep Suddenly All Technically Perfect Malenko in one giant wad, the sky is the limit for the greatness of this feud. The other key to the goodness of this is that Rey-Rey is fearlessly wrestling like a motherfucker again. I'm stoked.

The Psic vs Disco match was good in that Psic got to kick DI RIGHT IN THE FACE REALLY HARD. DI tried not to suck and Psic almost killed himself a coupla times. The questions arise: Why did they Rio de Janero Psic with the Cruiserweight strap just to job him to the crappy Disco Inferno? Why does Disco Inferno have the Cruiserweight strap- he sucks. Why not stick the Cruiserweight strap in with the Filthy Animals vs Team (where is) Chavo section of the feud? Is Disco and Scotty Riggs gonna fued over the strap? Is the strap finally dead? I'm SOO sure I ain't gonna like ANY of THEM THERE answers. Psic did kick him right in the face REALLY motherfucking hard and the actual match itself was a-okay so it's right here. The booking was as baffling as the bad old days three weeks ago.

Juventud vs Kidman was the least of all their encounters- as Juventud decided to kill time trying to be an Actual Worker Version of Austin Idol by taking huge chunks of the match to shake his sweet keister in front of the rubes to get all that CHEAP HEAT!- but the least chapter of all the Kidman-Juventud Odessey is quite enough to make it past the Mendoza Line. I was digging Psic making Kidman lose and the ensuing heating up of an angle that will produce WADS of great wrestling as it also defrayed the stupidity of the Cruiserweight Belt idiocy. I'm so digging this whole angle within an angle within an angle crap. They need to really BRING THE HATE to this feud and let's get Kidman losing that hair.

Sid the Thespian is TRULY GREAT. I loved his MENDOZAAAAAAAAAAA! yell last week and was looking forward to more sheer stupid money wasting as they crush a fine German luxury sedan to build up a match I could give a fuck about. THIS WEEK: Sid stares into the maw of his empty life as his fine German luxury sedan is flattened and assumes the role of Everyman when he asks the eternal question, "WHYYYYYYYY MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?" I'm looking forward to next. Ooooh yeah.


What Didn't Work
Sid and Bryan Adams have a little match. Sid is actually trying not to suck, I think, but he is just SO clueless- fr'instance: Bryan Adams hits a lowgrade suplex and Sid hops up- APPEARING TO NO-SELL- but in actuality he is jumping into position to take a bump out of the ring from a clothesline- totally forgetting to sell the prior move. I'm thinking he's just a big idiot as opposed to just another horrible wrestler. Or ACTUALLY, maybe he is a non-highspot Sabu. Either way. I think he would be watchable if he could just think Outside Of The Box, see Himself In Big Picture, Plan Ahead For The Next Big Step and then he would not end up Sucking So Much. The ending was as bafflingly hideous as the match. Sid doesn't go over Bryan Adams clean? Huhn? I guess... ya gotta...yeah sure.... protect Crush. Right.

The Villanos get stuck wrestling Stevie Ray. Reread old Nitro Workrate Reports and pick your favorite Stevie Ray Stiiinks Joke and also get a scoop of Outrage Over Misuse Of Great Motherfucking Luchadores while you are in there. I can't muster the hatred anymore for this kinda shit.

The Main Event that follows fricking Benoit vs Bret Hart looked a WHOLE LOT like one of those Cien Caras vs Perro Aguayo matches that would follow Love Machine/Eddy Guerrerro/ Blue Panther vs El Hijo Santo/ Octagon/ Heavy Metal matches in AAA in 1994. PEEE-YOO!

Brad Armstrong corners Berlyn in the hallway and STARTS CHANNELLING PAT BUCHANON and starts with a whole "your in MERKA, SPAKE INGLISH!" mantra! Brad loses miserably when he misses the raison d'etre of his former Nixon-Speechwriter homage- since he was verbally assaulting a German- a people for whom Buchanon has been chief apologist for the last thirty years. Brad on WCWSN as Southern Redneck ass-kicker is so much more deep and satisfying. Brad as veiled mouthpiece for the White Aryan Resistence isn't what we want.

The First Family are a-okay fueding in WCWSNMEMPHIS with the Armstrongs because they put the far superior Armstrongs over at the right times and actually try to work a little when in with the said Armstrongs. Here they are fodder for the Boredom That Is A Goldberg Squash and it STIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINKS.

Who gives a fuck if Hall and Nash are drunk at ringside? They really suck dick and now they threaten to waste more seconds of my life as I wear out the fast forward on my VCR to avoid their ass-sucking Sports Entertainingness. Fuck them to hell- they suck ass.


THERE YOU HAVE IT.

DEAN RASMUSSEN.
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