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Wednesday, December 7, 2016
Thursday, June 23, 2016
MICK FOLEY WRITES THE FOREWORD TO RON STARR'S AUTOBIOGRAPHY!!!
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| MIKE TYSON AND MICK "CACTUS JACK" FOLEY |
Starr's autobiography, entitled "Bad the Bone: 25 Years of Wrestling and Riots", is expected to be released at the end of 2016. Please stay tuned for further updates.
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| RON STARR LEAPS OFF THE TOP ROPE |
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oe-8-oZ3MPU
Wednesday, August 5, 2015
Wrestling Legends: Rowdy Roddy Piper -- There will never be another, by Rock Rims
A press conference was being held at the
world famous Olympic Auditorium in Los Angeles, a hallowed building for both
boxing and wrestling events, and Ali, ever the promotional master, issued a
challenge to a young wrestler sitting nearby to enter the ring with him. The 22
year-old-Canadian wrestler entered the ring, not knowing what to expect and
when Ali, who had been boasting that no wrestler could defeat him, locked up
with the grappler and whispered to him, “Hip toss,” he was quite surprised. But
he did what he was told and Ali ended up with his back on the mat. While Ali
was obviously trying to increase buzz over his impending bout with Inoki,
hoping that wrestling fans would fork over there cash in hopes of seeing a pro
wrestler defeat a boxer, that young wrestler, Roddy Piper, was also convinced
that Ali was looking to give him a break.
“Muhammad Ali was such a great man,” said
Piper many years later. “He saw this skinny kid just sitting there that needed
a break, and right in the middle of everything, he just …boom! – gave me a rub. I’m up. He continued on. That’s a great
man.” While he undoubtedly was appreciative of what he felt was the boxing
champ’s effort to ‘give him a rub’ and boost the attention that the young
wrestler would receive, for the wrestling fans of Los Angeles, “Rowdy” Roddy
Piper was most definitely already “up.”
It was only five months before that the
young man who claimed to be from Glasgow, Scotland but was in fact born and
raised in Canada, had arrived in promoter Mike Lebell’s Southern California
wrestling territory. After an inauspicious start, territory booking genius Leo
Garibaldi had the idea to turn the young baby face or “good guy” wrestler into
a “heel”, a wrestling “bad guy.” And the rest as they say, is history.
Less than two months after that fateful
decision to turn Roddy Piper heel, he was the holder of the Jules Strongbow Scientific Trophy, a co-holder of the America’s tag team titles and had
recently defeated his nemesis Chavo Guerrero for the America’s Heavyweight
Wrestling title. While Guerrero was definitely the top baby face of the late
70’s in Southern California and a great draw, a territory is only as good as
its best heel, and Piper was inarguably that top heel. He was the Joker to
Chavo’s Batman, the great antagonist that every would-be hero needs to battle
in hopes of achieving heroic status. For what need would there be for a hero if
there was no villain to overcome?
The pairing of Piper and Guerrero was
magic for the wrestling promotion and gave it the boost it needed after the
previous Freddie Blassie-John Tolos feud had run its course. With his charisma
and gift of gab, Piper was phenomenal at inciting the hatred of his fans and
opponents alike. And the culture of the largely-Latino fan base as well Chavo
Guerrero and his wrestling family members comprised Piper’s favorite targets.
Whether it was by offering to play the “Mexican national anthem” on his
bagpipes, only to follow that offer by playing “La Cucaracha” on the
instrument; or by wearing a t-shirt that said “Conqueror of the Guerreros”; or
by hurling insults at a mile-a-minute during one of his high-energy interviews,
people hated the things they saw and heard from him but loved that they were
there to witness it.
Roddy Piper may have started his career a
few years before entering California, but California was the first real
platform he was provided to display what he had to offer to the wrestling
world. It was the first place he was given the ball to run and run he did. And
just like Walter Payton in his prime NFL years, they gave Piper the ball over
and over, and he ran and ran and ran. It wasn’t unheard of for him to appear in
or near the wrestling ring for the majority of the night, in a single’s bout, a
tag bout and as a wrestling manager. For the better part of three years, he was
the “go-to” guy of the Southern California promotion.
It wasn’t long before the wrestling czar
of the northern part of the state, Roy Shire, brought the “Lean, Mean Machine”
as Piper called himself, up to Northern California for occasional appearances
to see how the fans responded to him. Fans in some of the towns up north had
seen his antics via broadcasts of L.A.’s “Lucha Libre” television show,
telecast in Spanish over the Spanish International Network. While Piper’s
charisma and star power were certainly out of this world, at first he didn’t
lend much to the first several live wrestling cards he appeared on for Shire.
But eventually he found himself in another memorable feud, this time with
United States Champion Lonnie “Moondog” Mayne.
It’s hard to imagine that as memorable as
the Piper-Mayne feud was for Northern California wrestling fans tuning into it
during the summer of 1978, that the “feud” only consisted of a mere three
matches over a five week period. Oh, but what a feud it was! The intensity of
their matches was unbridled, and the fans in attendance at those live events in
San Francisco’s Cow Palace were on the edge of their seats during the entirety
the bouts. Even so, it’s safe to say that their promotional TV interviews
building up to the matches were even more of a highlight.
In Los Angeles, the TV show was taped
lived and everything moved just a little faster than they did in San
Francisco’s shows. Both men gave compelling interviews but Piper, having the
edge in his gift of gab and ability to verbally improvise, was truly
remarkable. But with the interviews in Sacramento’s KTXL studios being taped after the matches were taped and with more
time being allotted for the interviews, wrestling fans in Northern California
were able to enjoy more of Piper’s manic and extremely entertaining rants. But
regardless of what part of California he was doing interviews for, he made the
fans alternately yell in anger and laugh out loud over what he said and did.
Roddy Piper may have started in Canada,
may have made an impact virtually everywhere he went after that, and was thrust
into the national spotlight in the World Wrestling Federation during the 80’s,
but it was in California during the late 70’s that Roddy Piper first became a wrestling
star. – RR
Source for Roddy
Piper’s comments:
“Rowdy” Roddy Piper talks about handing his nickname
over to Ronda Rousey, by
Sarah Kurchak, Fight Land Blog
Tuesday, August 4, 2015
Wrestling Legends: Roddy Piper; There Will Never be Another -- by Rock Rims
It was billed as
World War III. On June 25, 1976, in what was billed as a bout for the World
Martial Arts Championship, boxer Muhammad Ali was scheduled to square off
against wrestler Antonio Inoki in Tokyo, Japan, in a confrontation the world
would be watching. With a $10 million total purse and with ringside seats going
for a then-unprecedented $1,000 a pop, the event was receiving a mind-blowing
amount of media coverage. And in the final week before the match, Muhammad Ali
was in Los Angeles for his final opportunity to hype the bout with hopes of
increasing closed-circuit TV revenue.
A press conference was being held at the
world famous Olympic Auditorium in Los Angeles, a hallowed building for both
boxing and wrestling events, and Ali, ever the promotional master, issued a
challenge to a young wrestler sitting nearby to enter the ring with him. The 22
year-old-Canadian wrestler entered the ring, not knowing what to expect and
when Ali, who had been boasting that no wrestler could defeat him, locked up
with the grappler and whispered to him, “Hip toss,” he was quite surprised. But
he did what he was told and Ali ended up with his back on the mat. While Ali
was obviously trying to increase buzz over his impending bout with Inoki,
hoping that wrestling fans would fork over there cash in hopes of seeing a pro
wrestler defeat a boxer, that young wrestler, Roddy Piper, was also convinced
that Ali was looking to give him a break.
“Muhammad Ali was such a great man,” said
Piper many years later. “He saw this skinny kid just sitting there that needed
a break, and right in the middle of everything, he just …boom! – gave me a rub. I’m up. He continued on. That’s a great
man.” While he undoubtedly was appreciative of what he felt was the boxing
champ’s effort to ‘give him a rub’ and boost the attention that the young
wrestler would receive, for the wrestling fans of Los Angeles, “Rowdy” Roddy
Piper was most definitely already “up.”
It was only five months before that the
young man who claimed to be from Glasgow, Scotland but was in fact born and
raised in Canada, had arrived in promoter Mike Lebell’s Southern California
wrestling territory. After an inauspicious start, territory booking genius Leo
Garibaldi had the idea to turn the young baby face or “good guy” wrestler into
a “heel”, a wrestling “bad guy.” And the rest as they say, is history.
Less than two months after that fateful
decision to turn Roddy Piper heel, he was the holder of the Jules Strongbow Scientific Trophy, a co-holder of the America’s tag team titles and had
recently defeated his nemesis Chavo Guerrero for the America’s Heavyweight
Wrestling title. While Guerrero was definitely the top baby face of the late
70’s in Southern California and a great draw, a territory is only as good as
its best heel, and Piper was inarguably that top heel. He was the Joker to
Chavo’s Batman, the great antagonist that every would-be hero needs to battle
in hopes of achieving heroic status. For what need would there be for a hero if
there was no villain to overcome?
The pairing of Piper and Guerrero was
magic for the wrestling promotion and gave it the boost it needed after the
previous Freddie Blassie-John Tolos feud had run its course. With his charisma
and gift of gab, Piper was phenomenal at inciting the hatred of his fans and
opponents alike. And the culture of the largely-Latino fan base as well Chavo
Guerrero and his wrestling family members comprised Piper’s favorite targets.
Whether it was by offering to play the “Mexican national anthem” on his
bagpipes, only to follow that offer by playing “La Cucaracha” on the
instrument; or by wearing a t-shirt that said “Conqueror of the Guerreros”; or
by hurling insults at a mile-a-minute during one of his high-energy interviews,
people hated the things they saw and heard from him but loved that they were
there to witness it.
Roddy Piper may have started his career a
few years before entering California, but California was the first real
platform he was provided to display what he had to offer to the wrestling
world. It was the first place he was given the ball to run and run he did. And
just like Walter Payton in his prime NFL years, they gave Piper the ball over
and over, and he ran and ran and ran. It wasn’t unheard of for him to appear in
or near the wrestling ring for the majority of the night, in a single’s bout, a
tag bout and as a wrestling manager. For the better part of three years, he was
the “go-to” guy of the Southern California promotion.
It wasn’t long before the wrestling czar
of the northern part of the state, Roy Shire, brought the “Lean, Mean Machine”
as Piper called himself, up to Northern California for occasional appearances
to see how the fans responded to him. Fans in some of the towns up north had
seen his antics via broadcasts of L.A.’s “Lucha Libre” television show,
telecast in Spanish over the Spanish International Network. While Piper’s
charisma and star power were certainly out of this world, at first he didn’t
lend much to the first several live wrestling cards he appeared on for Shire.
But eventually he found himself in another memorable feud, this time with
United States Champion Lonnie “Moondog” Mayne.
It’s hard to imagine that as memorable as
the Piper-Mayne feud was for Northern California wrestling fans tuning into it
during the summer of 1978, that the “feud” only consisted of a mere three
matches over a five week period. Oh, but what a feud it was! The intensity of
their matches was unbridled, and the fans in attendance at those live events in
San Francisco’s Cow Palace were on the edge of their seats during the entirety
the bouts. Even so, it’s safe to say that their promotional TV interviews
building up to the matches were even more of a highlight.
In Los Angeles, the TV show was taped
lived and everything moved just a little faster than they did in San
Francisco’s shows. Both men gave compelling interviews but Piper, having the
edge in his gift of gab and ability to verbally improvise, was truly
remarkable. But with the interviews in Sacramento’s KTXL studios being taped after the matches were taped and with more
time being allotted for the interviews, wrestling fans in Northern California
were able to enjoy more of Piper’s manic and extremely entertaining rants. But
regardless of what part of California he was doing interviews for, he made the
fans alternately yell in anger and laugh out loud over what he said and did.
Roddy Piper may have started in Canada,
may have made an impact virtually everywhere he went after that, and was thrust
into the national spotlight in the World Wrestling Federation during the 80’s,
but it was in California during the late 70’s that Roddy Piper first became a wrestling
star. – RR
Source for Roddy
Piper’s comments:
“Rowdy” Roddy Piper talks about handing his nickname
over to Ronda Rousey, by
Sarah Kurchak, Fight Land Blog
Thursday, January 24, 2013
JAKE "THE SNAKE" ROBERTS: MASTER STORY TELLER
Sport, entertainment, performance,
soap opera, spectacle, theater. These
are all ways that Pro Wrestling has been described or can be described, and
when it’s performed at its highest level, it’s a combination of all these
things. In fact, at that level, it even ventures into the realm of Greek
Theater or a moral play, with characters, emotions, and situations that we can
all identify with to one extent or another.
And just as in theater, where there are performers who can draw us into
the experience, causing us to leave the world we had inhabited only moments
before, so there are performers in Pro Wrestling who’s masterful use of
Psychology can be likened to leaving a trail of breadcrumbs that we can easily
and willing follow, in expectation of a journey that we won’t soon forget.
And Jake “The Snake” Roberts was such a master. He possessed a personal magnetism and
presence and combined these with an inherent and developed understanding of the
human psyche, knowing just what to say and do to get the desired reaction from
the fans. Jake had that unique gift to
gain the fans riveted attention, leaving them hanging onto every word,
wondering what he was going to both say and do next. Now, that’s psychology, that’s genius.
In Pro Wrestling, there have always
been those who were great on the mic, but were shit in the ring. The ones who whetted your appetite, making
you want to see them either whoop ass on their opponent or have their opponent
do that to them. Yet, their performance
in the ring was sometimes anti-climatic, unless their opponent was a great
worker who could carry the match. And
when their opponent was less than a stellar performer, you sometimes wished
things had ended with the promo. And
then there were those who were great in the ring, but were shit on the mic. These were the guys who thrilled us with their
ringwork, but made us want to reach through the TV screen or from our seat in
the audience and knock the microphone out of their hand when they had it. “Will somebody just give this guy a chair
shot already???!!!”
Jake was one of those rare breeds
who had great psychology in both aspects of the game. While he wasn’t a technical marvel in the
ring with an expansive move-set like a Benoit or Guerrero, what moves he did
use, were crisp and precise. More importantly, they were used at the right
time, yielding the desired effects, physically on his opponents, and
emotionally on the viewers. He gave meaning to what he did and when he did it.
Jake first began his wrestling career in the late 70’s, showing signs of
his great potential even early on, as he wrestled in and won titles in various
North American territories throughout the late 70’s and early 80’s.
These included Mid-South, Mid-Atlantic, World Class Wrestling in Texas , Stampede Wrestling in Canada , and Georgia Championship
Wrestling. Jake refined his physical and
verbal skills in the wrestling game and soon, the World Wrestling Federation
would come calling, and eventually, to our great benefit, Jake would
answer. While there are various pros and
cons to the expansionism that the WWF undertook in the 80’s, one of the pros
had to be that it gave a tremendous worker like Jake Roberts a larger platform
and stage on which to perform. This
would allow many more fans who might not have access to the regional television
programming that Jake previously appeared on, an opportunity to witness his
genius.
Jake wasted no time in becoming a major player in the WWF, utilizing the
skills and talents that he already possessed, and adding a new element: A Giant Snake named Damien. With his ominous, dark, and menacing persona,
it was no wonder that Jake’s snakes had names like “Damien” and “Lucifer”, for
with his ability to tap into his dark side, possibly even his personal demons,
he often seemed like the Devil Incarnate.
Jake’s promos and actions in and around the ring could stir a variety of
emotions in the fans, causing some to feel anger, maybe even indignation, yet
strangely enough, causing others to cheer.
Perhaps the promos threatened and maybe even scared us because they reminded
us of a darkness or potential darkness that exists in all of us, and reminded us
of a place that our thoughts may have journeyed to at one time or another. For we all possess the potential for both
good and bad. It’s just a matter of
degrees as to which each one inhabits our lives, actions, and thoughts. And perhaps that may have also been a part of
Jake’s appeal, the fact that so many could identify with one thing or another that
he said or did. Regardless of what
particular emotions, thoughts, and feelings he stirred in us, the almost
Universal thought was: We wanted to
watch him.
And watch him we did, as he engaged in memorable feuds with the likes of
the Honky Tonk Man, the great Ricky Steamboat, Andre the Giant, the “Million
Dollar Man” Ted DiBiase, and “Ravishing” Rick Rude. And while the majority of matches involving
John “Earthquake” Tenta were far from classics, what was classic was the angle
involving “Earthquake”, Jake, and Jake’s snake “Damien.” During a confrontation on WWF television
between Jake and Earthquake, Jake found himself wrapped up and trapped in the
ring ropes, watching helplessly as the 500 lb. Earthquake “squashed” Damien as
he lied inside the canvas sack that Jake carried him in. Jake did such an incredible job of reacting
to the heinous act, displaying the kind of anguish, agony, and heartbreak that
one would expect to see when someone loses a cherished pet or loved one. And the camera would then pan the crowd, and
these people, some of whom even knew at that point that what they sometimes saw
in wrestling wasn’t “reality”, were obviously wondering if what they had in
fact just witnessed wasn’t real. Many
had looks of shock and disbelief on their faces, while others also had eyes
that were beginning to tear up. They could identify with Jakes’ anguish, loss,
his disillusionment that people and life could be so cruel. Jake didn’t just talk and act out a wrestling
program; he talked and acted out life.
Jake’s career would continue with the WWF until late 1992, and
afterwards, he would have stints, some memorable, some not so much, in WCW,
ECW, Smokey Mountain Wrestling, and again in the WWF. One of the stints that was certainly
memorable, yet I don’t feel garnered nearly as much recognition as it deserved,
was his time in Mexico ’s
AAA promotion.
While recently viewing a DVD compilation “A Snake Slithers into Mexico : Jake Roberts in AAA”, I had a chance to
revisit Jake’s great run in Mexico . What made that run all the more memorable and
impressive was the fact that, in not one single match of the half dozen that
are part of that compilation, do we hear Jake on the microphone or cutting a
promo. Not once! Here is one of the greatest “stickmen” in the
history of Pro Wrestling, not able to speak Spanish, yet drawing incredible
heat and attention from the Mexican fans, without using one of his greatest
tools in his bag: The mic.
And Jake didn’t have to resort to cheap heat tactics either, like
tossing tortillas to the crowd or spitting on the Mexican flag. He did it sheerly by his incredible prescence
and work in the ring. His first
appearance in the promotion occurred when he showed up in a ringside seat at a
“career vs. career” match between Cien Caras and the man once described as the
“Hulk Hogan of Mexico”, Konnan. A packed
house of 48,000 turned up to witness this important match at the inaugural
“Triplemania” event on April 30, 1993.
And while much of the attention was obviously directed toward the ring
where Cien Caras and Konnan were battling it out, much was also being directed
toward Jake. In fact, such was the
magnetism of Jake, that when a second camera would sometimes catch a shot of
Jake at ringside, people viewing the match on television would pay more
attention to his body language and facial expressions than they would to what
was going on in the ring.
Instigator and agitator that he was, Jake would end up interfering in
the match, causing Konnan to lose the 3rd and final fall of the
match, thus forcing him to “retire”.
This would set the stage for an eventual feud between Jake and Konnan,
when Konnan would return to the rings in AAA just a short time later. Even without the use of promos, over the next
13 months, Jake would have the fans of AAA screaming for his blood. Lucha Libre is the only style of wrestling
where the “heels” (“rudos” in Mexico )
and “faces” (“technicos” in Mexico )
are actually designated. Jake however,
needed no such designation. With his
actions and facial expressions alone, everyone knew his role.
Whether it was his joining the heel faction known as “Los Gringos
Locos”, his physical attacks on “mini” wrestler “Mascarita Sagrada” (who’s
about 4 ft. in height), or his physical manhandling of female valets
accompanying him to the ring, Jake knew
how to light the fuse under an already emotional Mexican crowd. And even when the fans where constantly
throwing debris into the ring at him, Jake would just stand back, with that
devious smile of his spreading across his face.
He had them (us) right where he wanted us. And we didn’t mind a bit.
In most Pro Wrestling organizations, the cage match is the culmination
of a feud, the “blow off” match. And
while Jake and Konnan certainly had theirs in front of a rabid crowd in Los Angeles , they would take things one step
further. For in Mexico ,
the ultimate confrontation is a “Lucha Apuestas” match, where the opponents
place their hair or masks on the line.
And on May 27, 1994, thousands packed an arena in Tijuana , Mexico
to see the ultimate confrontation between Jake and Konan. And while Konan won the match and the right
to see Jake’s hair removed, Jake was a winner too, as were all those who have
witnessed that match. For again, Jake
was able to put us where he wanted us, and we were more than willing to be
there.
Jake once said on a WWF television show “If a man has enough power, he
can speak softly…And everyone will listen.”
Jake Roberts both recognized that kind of power and possessed it. And he made us all want to listen. If you haven’t had the opportunity to both
listen and watch Jake Roberts, I wholeheartedly suggest that you do so. And if your only experience with viewing and
listening to Jake Roberts consists of his WWF/E work, then I highly recommend
you look into his work in Mid-Atlantic, Florida ,
WCCW, Mid-South, and AAA. For that will
give you a more complete look at his incredible and compelling body of
work. And I can’t say enough about what
a compelling bio that the WWE produced in “Jake Roberts: Pick your
Poison”. While I feel that they kind of dropped
the ball when it comes to the limited match selection on the DVD set, the
bio/documentary part is perhaps the best and most moving that I’ve ever seen.
Friday, November 23, 2012
In commemorating the passing of Pro Wrestler Art Barr on this date 18 years ago, this is the article that I wrote for the "Wrestlings Last Hope" website earlier this week:
Over 2300 years ago, Alexander the Great, not yet 33 years old, died
after a night of heavy drinking. Even at
that young age, he had conquered a great part of the then-known world, and had
already devised plans for further military campaigns, looking to conquer new
territories.
Over 2300 years ago, Alexander the Great, not yet 33 years old, died
after a night of heavy drinking. Even at
that young age, he had conquered a great part of the then-known world, and had
already devised plans for further military campaigns, looking to conquer new
territories.
It’s always tragic when anyone dies that young, but it always seems more
so when the person is someone with immense talent and abilities. Someone who may have already displayed some
of that potential, but still had much more he could fulfill. Alexander, James Dean, Tupac Shakur, these
are just a few of the people who fit into that category, and in the world of
Professional Wrestling, we’d certainly have to include Art Barr. All of these
individuals, gained many admirers and much respect in their respective fields,
and rightly so. Because regardless if
whether or not we enjoyed what they created or agreed with some of their
lifestyle decisions, habits, or personality traits, they possessed undeniable
great ability and potential untapped.
On November 23, 1994, Art Barr passed
away in his sleep, while lying next to his young son at his home in Eugene , Oregon . He had just turned 28 years old only 6 weeks
before. And just two weeks before, he
had wrestled his greatest match, having established himself as a highly
in-demand wrestler in Mexico ,
and on the verge of exploring new territories to conquer.
Barr began his career in the Pacific Northwest Wrestling territory and
in 1989, during a television taping, family friend Roddy Piper decided to
transform the up until then bland Art Barr, into “Beetlejuice.” Even before the comedic segment was over, you
could see positive results. Although it
was a goofy gimmick, it would give Barr the opportunity for more attention, and
even more importantly, the opportunity to cut loose and display his natural
charisma, which up until then had remained relatively buried.
Barr would work his “Beetlejuice” character, and subsequently his “Juicer”
character, both in Portland
and then WCW. While growing in
popularity in WCW, and showing good athletic ability in televised matches, his
lack of size was an issue and he failed to impress the powers that be in WCW.
Art was released by WCW, but with the help of wrestler Konan, he would
soon find himself south of the border, working in EMLL. He would don a mask and begin wrestling under
the name “Love Machine”. After a year or
so, he would then embark on a feud with the famed luchador Blue Panther, which
feud would gain him more attention, is still talked about today, and was a
critical factor in Barr’s becoming a star in Mexico .
Up until that point in his career and in EMLL, Barr was a face, but some
fans were lukewarm towards him, as was evidenced during a mask vs. mask match
between Barr and Panther, which took place in April of 1992 at the Arena
Mexico. Mexican wrestling fans are very
passionate, and are not hesitant to express how they really feel about a match
or a wrestler. During the match, more
and more fans were beginning to cheer the rudo (heel) Blue Panther, and were
giving Barr a mixed reaction to his moves.
Mexican fans were ahead of most of the world when it came to sometimes
rooting for the heels in wrestling, and this time was no exception.
In the closing moments of the intense match, with more and more fans
beginning to rally behind Blue Panther, the 2 out of 3 fall match was even at
one fall a piece, and Barr was unloading an offensive barrage on Blue
Panther. Then in a costly mistake, and
in the heat of the moment, Barr delivered a piledriver to Panther, taking him
out of commission. Unfortunately, the
move, while perfectly legal in most of the U.S. ,
is an illegal maneuver in Mexico . Barr screamed out in both anguish and
protest, at the mistake which would cost him his mask, something masked
wrestlers in Mexico
seek to avoid at all costs.
Barr would then attack Blue Panther with extreme intensity, as
attendants were trying to carry Panther out on a stretcher. The fans reacted as expected, and while Barr
would remain a Face for some time, as Panther would also remain a heel, the
stage was set for an eventual switch.
The feud was resumed the following year when both had jumped to the new
AAA promotion, and on July 23, 1993, their singles feud culminated in a “mask
vs. hair” match. During the third and
deciding fall, and with the referee’s
back turned to them, Love Machine placed Blue Panther in position to give him
the piledriver, the same move that had laid him out on the stretcher the year
before. However Perro Aguayo, Love
Machine’s second in the match, ran in and prevented Barr from delivering the
piledriver, knowing it could cost Barr both the match and his hair. Barr hesitated,
dropping Panther to the floor, just as the referee returned his attention to
them. Thinking that Barr had delivered
the illegal piledriver, the referee disqualified Love Machine; giving Panther
both the victory and the satisfaction of seeing Barr’s hair get cut.
Furious at what he considered an injustice, being disqualified for an
act he didn’t even commit, and possibly for the fan’s increased support of the
rudo Blue Panther, Barr vented his frustrations by attacking Aguayo.
Barr’s turn to the dark side would soon be complete, as the following
month, while in a 6 man tag match with Eddie Guerrero and El Hijo Del Santo as
his partners, Love Machine donned a “Santo” mask that he took from a boy from
ringside, and began giving Guerrero a fierce beating, leading the dazed
Guerrero to believe that Santo had attacked him. Guerrero, who had himself displayed heel-like
behaviors on some recent occasions, attacked Santo, soon being joined in by
Barr and opposing team member Fuerza Guerrera.
Barr’s heel turn was complete, and he now had a partner in crime, and
they would become known as “La Pareja Del Terror” (The Terror Team), and then
“Los Gringos Locos,” forming the nucleus of what would become a heel faction in
AAA. They set AAA on fire, and ignited feuds (most notably with Santo and
Octagon) during what was undoubtedly the hottest time period for the company.
Over the next 15 months, Barr and Guerrero blossomed both as performers
and heels, lighting up the ring with both their chemistry and ring work, and
working up Mexican and U.S. crowds into frenzy. Of the two, Eddie was undoubtedly the better
technician and in-ring performer, but definitely learned a thing or two from
Barr when it came to ring psychology, increasing the fan’s emotional
involvement in the match, inciting them to hatred and near-riots. And isn’t that partly why we watch a match,
whether it be on TV or at the arena? To
cheer who we love, and boo who we don’t?
And the more passionate we are about that, the more we enjoy ourselves
and what we see and feel. Barr
recognized the importance of getting the fans to care about what was going on
in the ring, to have an emotional stake in what was taking place in the
match. Whether you booed him and cheered
for his opponent was irrelevant. It was
that he got a reaction out of you was the thing that was critical. And like his mentor Roddy Piper before him,
Barr was quickly becoming a genius in that regard.
Barr’s and Guerrero’s feud with Santo and Octagon over the AAA tag team
titles would increase in its intensity, culminating in double hair vs. mask match during AAA’s first pay per view,
“When World’s Collide”.
The date was Nov. 6, 1994, and WCW had taken notice of both AAA’s and
“Los Gringos Locos”, and as a result helped co-promote and make possible the
pay-per-view event. Other’s had taken
notice of Art Barr and Eddie Guerrero in particular. Among them were New Japan
and ECW, who was running hot at the time.
These were places that unlike WCW at the time didn’t pay nearly as much
attention to the size of a wrestler’s body, as they did to the size of his
heart, his in-ring ability, and his ability to increase the fan’s emotional
involvement. Eddie had already done tours
of Japan , and Art was scheduled for one
soon.
The venue for the PPV was The Sports Arena in Los
Angeles , one of the world’s major cities, and the capital of the
media world. There was lots riding on
this event, with it being AAA’s first ppv and millions, including important
wrestling promoters, set to watch the event.
And although it wasn’t the main event, the double hair vs. mask match
was the highlight of the event and the match that stole the show.
Within Lucha Libre, a Hair vs. Mask match is typically the climax of a
feud. It is the culmination of months of exchanged blows and insults, bad blood
& shed blood, when there is no other alternative left to settle things once
and for all between the participants.
This was the opportunity for Barr to shine his brightest, and he didn’t
disappoint. He turned in what may have
been his best in-ring performance ever, displaying great timing and precision. And with his facial expressions, gestures,
and his derogatory comments that specifically targeted L.A. ’s
Hispanic population, he along with Guerrero, had the fans screaming for their
blood as well as their hair. All of the
match participants contributed to what would be considered by some the match of
the year, and would be given a 5 star rating by The Wrestling Observer’s Dave
Meltzer. It, without a doubt, is a
must-see match for every wrestling fan.
In the end, after an emotional, intense battle, it would be Santo and
Octagon who would have the victory. But
in the end, everyone was a winner, including the fans and Guerrero and Barr as
well.
Sadly, it would be Barr’s last match, as two weeks later he died. And one can’t wonder what might’ve been. ECW and New Japan both came knocking, and the
surviving Guerrero would make the most of his opportunities, as would other
Cruiserweight wrestlers who had spent time in Mexico ,
such as Chris Benoit and Chris Jericho.
It might’ve taken several more years, but all of those wrestlers and
Dean Malenko as well, would travel that path to eventual stardom on the big
time wrestling platforms. Isn’t it
possible that Art Barr might’ve joined that elite group in such success?
It’s quite possible. While he
wasn’t as technically proficient as some of the others just mentioned, really,
how many people have ever been able to say that they were? And without a doubt, he had more charisma
than any of those individuals, Guerrero included. And hadn’t Piper shown years before, that
charisma can greatly enhance the performance, appeal, and marketability of a
wrestler? And that’s something that you
can’t learn in a gym.
While it can be argued that Art’s lifestyle decisions, lack of size, or
any thing else about him could sabotage any potential opportunity for big time
success, what can’t be argued is that he left everything he had in the
ring. And it can’t be argued as to
whether or not he made a big time impact in Lucha Libre during the 90’s. And it definitely can’t be argued as to
whether he left us with one of the more memorable matches in the last several
decades of Wrestling History. Art left
us with a tremendous parting gift, as his last match was his best.
Thank you Art, and rest in peace.
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