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Monday, April 22, 2024

AEW Five Fingers of Death 4/15 - 4/21

AEW Dynasty 4/21/24

Bryan Danielson vs Will Ospreay

MD: I've had RVD on my mind lately. They used him on the 4/20 Rampage. I haven't gotten to that yet. There's been a lot of wrestling to watch and I only caught the back half of Rampage so far because it more directly led into the PPV. I'll go back for it and for Yuka vs Emi because it sounds like an amazing Emi performance in difficult circumstances. When I think about RVD, though, I think about his PPV match with Benoit. I haven't rewatched it in decades and I have no desire to now, so bear with my memories. You have to understand what it was like to be a fan on the internet in the late 90s and early 00s. Benoit wasn't just a wrestler. He was a representation of a counterculture, of a certain sort of identity. He was put up on a pedestal. We put him there. He represented everything we thought we wanted wrestling to be; if wrestling was just that, we would feel good about ourselves for being fans of it. The match, as I remember it, was a disaster. Benoit did what he generally was supposed to, worked over a body part for the entirety of the heat. RVD no sold it on his comeback. Of course he did. We were furious. At the time, we blamed RVD. Twenty years later, it's obvious that the blame should go to Benoit for structuring a match that not only RVD wouldn't play along with, but that, if he had, would have actively blunted what made him special.

To some degree, that was Danielson's challenge here. The "dream match" portion of Danielson vs Ospreay was always going to be the high octane back-third: the counters, the finishing stretch, and harnessing Ospreay's physicality and athleticism in ways that only Danielson's mind could devise that would play into the weight of the crowd's expectations and the importance of Bryan Danielson in history and in people's hearts. While it might make sense strategically in character to target Ospreay's leg, it would have kneecapped the match and frustrated people one way or the other; either he would have dropped the selling (believably or not, probably not) or he would have sold and worked the finishing stretch at half speed leaving people who wanted the full Ospreay experience disappointed. So they built it by targeting the side instead. The announcers mentioned ribs or the liver, but to me, it was purely a wind issue. Danielson caught him as he was coming off the top with a kick. It took the wind out of Ospreay. Danielson was therefore able to control and contain and focus the middle section of the match, using gut shots to open up Ospreay's face, prying at the legs or twisting the fingers, but doing overall damage instead of limiting Ospreay's motion. When he recovered, it was a matter of timing and opportunity, of recovering his wind because of a lucky, skillful shot or two or some amazing feat of agility like landing on his feet out of the top rope 'rana. Then, later on, Danielson honed in on the arm, in part to set up the LeBell lock. It's easier for Ospreay to limit his upper body motion than his lower body motion and he adapted accordingly. He dropped it for a bit when it did no harm to the narrative and brought it back in a key moment when it could help it. I saw early criticism of the match attack his selling, but I didn't see it. It worked for me, but it worked primarily because it was set up to go with the flow and to not limit him in the ways that mattered for the expectations of the match while still allowing Danielson to be in control and the match to have shape and form. Danielson worked to Ospreay's strengths and minimized his weaknesses. 

What was far, far harder to work with was this crowd. When you see even the most excited crowd, a crowd that is buzzing and chanting away, they usually react to the actual action in the ring. That's true even in the early stages of matches. A clean break will garner applause. A slap instead will give you either boos or oohs. A wrenching hold will draw one reaction when it's put on and another when it's escaped, and then back to the chanting and buzzing they'll go. The "This is Awesome" or "AEW" or "Both These Guys" chants will come at the end of a sequence during the standoff. That wasn't at all the case here. These two were feeling one another out in front of the loudest vacuum I'd ever seen. They would chant whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted, even and especially over meaningful emotional beats. This crowd was drunk on the idea of a dream match regardless of what was occurring. They were celebrating the finishing third before the match had even begun. It didn't get better even once they got going. Danielson took a nasty bump off an apron exchange and they were setting up Ospreay hitting a hidden blade from the apron to the floor while Bryce was trying to steady him. It was hugely important to the overall story of the match given the eventual finish. Meanwhile, the fans were chanting "We're Not Worthy!" For the first two-thirds of the match, the crowd was unquestionably excited, but the wrestlers didn't have the crowd. Whatever they were doing, no matter how good it was, no matter how smartly it was put together to be the best of the both of them combined, to be better than the sum of their parts, it wasn't compelling enough to guide and control a crowd that was there so that it could have bragging rights about seeing one of the best matches ever. It wasn't a case of looking to the back for the entire match waiting for a run-in; instead it was looking to the future, to that last third, and taking for granted what was actually happening.

And, of course, that last third was absolutely excellent. If the first two-thirds were, in part, to minimize Ospreay's weakness, that last third completely highlighted his strengths. Danielson was able to push himself up to new heights for specific spots by pressing off against Ospreay's athleticism. Things like the Mistica LeBell lock or the top rope Tiger Suplex or the Busaiku Knee counter to the Oscutter were out of this world and stand up to any spot in any Danielson match ever. By that point, the fans were completely tuned in. I'm not sure we've ever quite heard the "Yes-No" chants as they manifested here and they were just the soundtrack the last third of the match called for. Then there was the finish, which to me was absolutely perfect. At the end of the day, that's how the match had been presented: Danielson was a legend but Ospreay was younger, faster, hungrier. So at high noon, after a war that neither man had been able to win, they had an old fashioned standoff. Ospreay, with his Assassin's Creed trappings, is perfect for this sort of over-the-top theatricality. We get endless strike exchanges and fighting spirit bits in wrestling, but this wasn't even a samurai showdown where both fighters would pass and one would fall after the fact; no, it was right out of a western with the younger upstart having the quicker draw. Given what the match meant to accomplish, the passing of a torch, it was the perfect ending. Maybe, just maybe, it was even the perfect match too. It was, unfortunately, just one that couldn't overcome the frothing anticipation that the fans in the arena had for it. It was their loss and ultimately it was ours too. 

AEW Collision 4/20/24

BUNKHOUSE BRAWL: Bryan Danielson/Claudio Castagnoli vs Kyle Fletcher/Konesuke Takeshita

MD: On a nexus with Connelly vs Demus on one end and the Jarrett vs Briscoe in the Concession Stand Brawl on the other, this would be in the middle but definitely closer to the former than the latter. I write a lot about my own personal preference for wrestling that feels organic and where you can't see the strings and that's much more of what we had here. There were numerous moments in this one where someone (more often a member of the BCC or Takeshita) would spot something in the corner of their eye and work it into the match. That's not to say that Fletcher didn't put up a good effort; he did, it's just that this probably was a lot less natural to him both from what he had seen and what he had done. You had Claudio picking up action figures or spotting a hammer (used previously) on the ground and making use of it. I do think that Fletcher has some good natural instincts in working the crowd but this wasn't the sort of match to do that in the way one usually did it. Takeshita, on the other hand, is someone who drives me absolutely nuts with his match layout: too much, too soon, all at once. But the reason why he drives me nuts is because he's so physically impressive and visually effective, dynamic and explosive. If he could just get out of his own way, he could be absolutely amazing. Here, he understood the mission, a constant violent push forward. 

I also talk a lot about the duel-edged sword that are the commercial breaks. In most matches, I actually think they help more than they hurt because they force things to slow down and the heels to lean into their characters and the heat they're trying to get. It prevents the matches from devolving into constant noise from bell to bell. Here, you kind of wanted that though, but what we did get during the break was pretty great, with Takeshita working over Danielson's would for minutes straight. I see people complaining that Fletcher didn't rub the blood into his hair, but to be fair, Danielson came out of that commercial break with a much more interesting crimson mask than he came in, all thanks to Takeshita. Unfortunately, the timing of the break ending meant that the camera couldn't linger on Takeshita about to brainbuster Danielson on the ramp again. That was the key emotional moment of the entire match, the reversal and subsequent DDT, but the folks at home needed at least a second to understand why Claudio wasn't there to make the save. While the quick cuts between the two scenarios were a plus for most of the match to add to the chaotic feel, it did hurt a little there.

Moreover, if Fletcher needed a bit of education, the crowd did as well. They were pavlovianly shouting for tables; sometimes giving them what they want isn't the same as giving them what they need, and Danielson did that at each point, diverting them away either through yes chants or other bursts of engaging violence. If they run something like this again, on the second or third time, people will be excited for the possibility of the powder or the chain or the wire to choke with. In some ways, all that wrestling is at its very core is the conditioning of an audience over time and then the utilization of that conditioning for the sake of manipulation. Again, that's almost the opposite of some of the maximalist, pandering performances that get over so big today, but it's that carny tugging at heartstrings where the greatest artistry can be found. On this night, through violent creativity and adaptability in the moment and a commitment to the chaos at play, these four (and yes, I mean all four of them and Moxley and Hobbs for good measure), did their part in retaking just a bit of the old ways so that they might be used once again, not to pull pro wrestling back into moldering darkness but to help push it forward back towards the light.

Adam Copeland/Eddie Kingston/Mark Briscoe vs Top Flight/Action Andretti

MD: I really like it when they run a warm-up/showcase match for a one-time trios before a PPV. It's very likely that we never see Copeland/Kingston/Briscoe again after this and this match gave us a chance to see them highlighted against a very different sort of team than the House of Black in a babyface vs babyface match. Top Flight/Andretti are a set unit and had the superior teamwork and the speed, but they had both a size and a presence disadvantage. We've seen Ace Kingston pushing around younger guys. Mark Briscoe, here, came off as a total beast, like the Briscoes of old, just running through Dante when he had the chance. This was maybe the first time, even through a series of Cope Opens, where Copeland got to be a giant in the land of the new normal height-wise. I probably need to go back to see his work against Rey at some point, but here he was working big. There was no ultimate opportunist here. There was a running power slam instead. There are a lot of things that can and should make AEW Copeland different than WWE Copeland, and he's been doing an admirable job of embracing more and more of them every week, but I don't think I've seen him look quite this imposing as of yet and it was great to see. I want more of it. No one even played de facto heel here; yes, the bigger makeshift trio sort of bullied, and Top Flight double-and-tripled teamed but it wasn't personal. There was a little bit of control on Copeland and a lot on Dante, but it was back and forth and never wore out its welcome; plus, Andretti has that Tom Zenk thing about being particularly punchable. When things broke down in the end, the fireworks were exciting but also well-placed. Even the triple double clothesline felt a little novel relative to some of the spots you see in this scenario. I'm sure that anyone who didn't blink and miss it loved Dante jamming his leg on the backflip to let Copeland hit the Impaler. It was a little detail, probably unnecessary, that still added to the match. And of course the finish of the Uraken into the Spear, with Copeland sneaking Andretti into the center of the ring for the Froggy Bow, was just a perfect highlight reel combination. If we'll never get Copeland/Kingston/Briscoe again after the PPV, at least we'll have gotten two very different looks at them. 

AEW Dynasty 4/21/24

Adam Copeland/Eddie Kingston/Mark Briscoe vs House of Black

MD: I dug the layout for this one. After an initial tease of Copeland vs Black before the match got going, we led into initial pairings like a lucha trios. Matthews was paired with Briscoe and King was paired with Kingston. I'm not entirely sure that the build properly set up these pairings, but both the announcers and the wrestlers leaned into them. And, of course, it was all underpinned by the delayed gratification of Copeland getting his hands on Black, which is one of my all time favorite things in wrestling. I love it in Mexico (one of the best trios setups). I love it in Japan (all those Eigen/Rusher matches I've been watching lately). I love it here and they worked it wonderfully towards the finish. The pairings, generally equal, built to a real shine where Mark Briscoe took out everyone and did the amazing, terrifying chair-assisted dive over the post on the apron, which, in and of itself, led to the heat on Briscoe. He finally fought his way out of the corner to make the hot tag and everything broke down. I could have maybe went without the tower of doom spot, but I did like how they twisted it by bringing it back to Copeland and King and the Superplex. Otherwise, it was all sequenced well, centered around the subconscious notion that if only Copeland could hit the Impaler on King, he'd be able to get his hands on Black. It took three tries and an Eddie Uraken but he eventually got it, only for Mark Briscoe to come in and get his hands on Black first in yet another little inversion. That just ramped the pressure up all the more for the the spear cutoff to Cerberus' Bite (which is what we're calling the House of Black's triple corner dropkick now if you didn't get the memo) and the ultimate inversion, the misting out of nowhere just when the fans were going to get the satisfaction of Black vs Copeland. The entire match built to that rug-swept-out moment and that's just great aggravating pro wrestling to set up another show. You have to appreciate it. This maybe needed just a bit more Eddie but other than that, I enjoyed it.

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Complete and Accurate Tarzan Goto

 



It is always rough looking back at old work. I have been writing about wrestling for 25 plus years and have some true whiffs. I have venerated stuff that stinks, and trashed stuff that rules. It is always important to reevaluate your priors and shift gears when you realize you made a mistake, and there are a fair number of DVDVR reviews where I trashed Tarzan Goto. I seem to remember coining the nickname Tarzan Scroto. I couldn't be more wrong. He is clearly in the absolute top tier of brawlers in wrestling history, an absolute wild man who brings a sense of real chaos to everything he did. He is also a guy with a ton of classics still unexamined. We launched this project with an IWA tag which is a absolute stone cold classic, and a match I have never heard anyone talk about before. I imagine there are a lot more gems to excavate.


1984

Tarzan Goto vs. Toshiaki Kawada AJPW 1/4/84 - GREAT

1990


1993

Tarzan Goto/Grigory Verichev/Sambo Asako/Sabu vs, Big Titan/The Gladiator/Dr. Hannibal/Ricky Fuji/Attila the Hun  FMW 2/19/93 - EPIC

1994

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Tarzan Goto Fire Blows a Signal in the Sky

 

Tarzan Goto/Mr. Gannosuke vs. Kendo Nagasaki/Yuichi Taniguchi IWA Japan 7/5/95 - EPIC

ER: Have we been fools for ignoring IWA Japan this whole time in our focusing on WAR and FMW and New Japan Russians and all else? Where have the IWA Japan champions been? This is fucking WAR baby, this is fucking all time great 80s Memphis, it's the kind of inter promotional Japanese realism that has aged perhaps greater than any other kind of 80s and 90s puro. The first VHS tape I ever traded for after getting the internet was a 6 hour IWA Japan/FMW/W*ing comp. It started everything. I had literally no idea what to expect when I put in this tape and within minutes I was watching 11th generation videotape wrestling of Sabu and Terry Funk and two guys whose identifies were too foreign and pixelated for my teenage self to recognize seemingly burning alive in an outdoor ring that gets dangerously engulfed in fire. And now it feels foolish that I didn't just exclusively spend my wrestling time watching every single IWA Japan match since. IWA Japan existed in its own bubble and yet they were out here having the same kind of body bruising, exclamation-inducing fights. Phil sought this show out when he found out Cactus/Kurisu happened on it, and I saw this intriguing Tarzan Goto interpromotional tag right before it on the video file and decided to just let it play through while I finished something up. 

That's when I fell in love all over again with IWA Japan. This whole tag was what we all seek in wrestling. Everybody was great. I watched it for Tarzan Goto - somehow the Biggest Miss from our corner of pro wrestling fandom, a man we all came around to late and can't explain how it happened - was as good as expected, but this was every person at their peak powers. Has Kendo Nagasaki always been this good? He's a monster here. Is he a monster everywhere? Have we missed on Dragon Master in the exact same way we missed on Goto? This is interpromotional invader shit and Kendo treats Goto and Gannosuke like a couple asshole outsiders, especially going after Gannosuke. Gannosuke is a guy I love, but this was a shitheel Gannosuke who is like a Jamie Dundee level opportunistic prick with a mustache who will run into the hardest clotheslines possible and circle like a buzzard when he smells blood. And there is blood, because they bust open Yuichi Tanigucihi - a guy less than 20 matches in his career who of course is one of those era psychos who is still wrestling in Japan and has like 2,000 matches - looks like a gigantic 12 year old and hits clotheslines like an angry Morishima, and when the match settles into Goto and Gannosuke getting real blood red heat from a rabid Korakuen crowd, we achieve nirvana. The brawl through the crowd was so charged and violent, Nagasaki passionately defends Taniguchi like grumpy murderer era Jumbo, and Goto is this piece of shit southern worker who stirs the pot the entire time, this incredible blend of Zbyszko and Bunkhouse Buck and Riki Choshu. These are the toughest guys ever built wrestling real strong style, nothing but headbutts and shoot clotheslines and Kendo Nagasaki throwing what look like heavy fucking tables without a single fuck given where they land. This is an IWA Japan blog now. 

PAS: My goodness what a discovery. This isn't as good as the famous FMW Texas Death Match, but it is pretty damn close, and is a match which basically has no profile at all. This actually starts like a standard tag match with Nagasaki taking young Gannosuke to the woodshed smacking him with hard forearms and stretching him on the mat. Goto and Taniguchi smack each other with hard clotheslines and headbutts as well, and it feels like a cool WAR heavweight stiff fest. Then it inevitably spills to the floor and all four guys start trying to brain each other with heavy wood tables and chair shots. Taniguchi looks like someone took a power drill to his face, and Goto and Nagasaki are in hog heaven fling furniture. Truly chaotic brawl, a ton of Moondog energy. As a community we have long since reevaluated Tarzan Goto and elevated him to the heights he deserves, is it time to reinvestigate Nagasaki?


Tarzan Goto/Mr. Gannosuke/Dennis Knight vs. Keisuke Yamada/Hiroshi Ono/Shoji Nakamaki IWA Japan 7/5/95 - GREAT

PAS: This was the same night of the all-timer tag we wrote about above, and was a hell of second act. This is basically just Goto and the boys mauling the white shirted IWA undercard kids. It started with Yamada and Ono doing some awkward but forceful dives, but their advantage was short, and Goto starts fucking people up. Hitting them with hard clotheslines, barbed wire board smashing, and even some attempted hammer murder. It is pretty one sided and ugly with a couple of moments of hope by the white t-shirt boys. The finish dragged it down a bit with a Cactus Jack run in, where he beats down Goto with offense that didn't look as good as anything else in the match.

ER: Tarzan Goto came out in his finer-than-Kawada robe for a tag match earlier in the evening and bloodied up the chubbiest Nagasaki trainee in IWA, smirking his way through a tag where people hated him, dropping elbows like Stan Hansen, letting Gannosuke take extra punishment while he leaned on the ropes, showing nothing but aloof disrespect...so of course he comes out for the main event and does it all over again. Big Dennis Knight is with them this time and there are barbed wire boards everywhere, and the FMW boys do nothing but slam and smash the blue jeans/white shirt IWA Japan doo wop gang into this barbed wire. Hilariously, Tarzan Goto draws real heat the entire time by avoiding most of the barbed wire entirely. Team FMW is throwing hooking clotheslines to necks and beating up the home town boys like an Unstudly Stable and I loved how the IWA boys kept fighting no matter how much of a losing battle it seemed like they were in. Just as Gannosuke hit a wicked piledriver on Taniguchi earlier in the night, Knight hits a wicked one here (being careful to not plop his butt down into the wire) and the IWA crowd HATES their Memphis bullshit. Somehow Cactus Jack is the worst guy on this entire card, and his involvement for the finish is the only weak part of this match, running in and hitting awful Hitman elbows off the middle buckle, the worst offense anyone hit the entire match. If you leave Cactus out of this and finish the match literally any way involving the people in the match, this is another classic. 



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Saturday, April 20, 2024

MLJ: Master List

MD: No one was asking for this necessarily, but we all know that Blogspot is pretty rough, and I'd like to have this all in one place. I'm posting this on April 20, 2024. My first post on Segunda Caida was April 20, 2014. For the first two years, I wrote up three lucha matches a week. That's over three hundred. Early days, just like Blogspot, my stuff was really rough too. Thanks to Phil and Eric for the patience. I dropped what MLJ stood for very quickly, because it was a little mortifying, but this really was a journey for me. I didn't jump right to the best things. I picked a wrestler and dug in on the idea that I wanted to have some footing before I got to the best stuff. Over those two years, I covered a lot of ground. There are YouTube links here. Most of them are dead. There was, as of last week, a great solution to get around that. Now it's gone. Sorry for that.

If you're trying to learn the rhythms and patterns of lucha, I don't necessary suggest taking this exact path, but taking a comparable path isn't a bad idea. Watch some current CMLL week to week. Pick a period that is easily accessible to you from the last ten-fifteen years and follow a specific wrestler week to week for a while. Start to track what is similar and what is different, the variations and the repetitions. Then once you start picking up on things, follow a higher profile recent feud or track two wrestlers against each over time. It'll take a little bit but you'll start to crack the code.

Like I said, it's been ten years for me here. I post four times a week right now. That's a lot. I'm very grateful to have this as an outlet, for everyone I've been fortunate enough to write with, and to anyone who reads what we do here. I have no plans of stopping. Inertia's a powerful force and wrestling's a hell of a thing. 

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