The Rope Break RETRO: WCW New Blood Rising 2000

By Curtis Suthard – 8/14/2017

The Rope Break RETRO:

WCW New Blood Rising 2000

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Ah, the final year or so of WCW was a time of chaos and change. It was such a strange combination of new and old. The new talent there was plentiful and some of it was great. The problem was that almost all of that new talent was held back by the old guard continuing to run the asylum and call the shots. Vince Russo was supposed to be running the show and was doing anything and everything to try and catch up with the juggernaut that the WWE had become. By this point, really, the “Monday Night Wars”, the ratings battle between WCW and WWE, was pretty much over with WWE being the clear winner. WCW was floundering and struggling to keep its head above the water and it showed. This show may be one of the worst. There are 11 matches, in a fully stacked card. A few were decent and/or borderline good, while the majority of all others stunk. There were crazy stipulations, ridiculous storylines, a returning celebrity interfering, a wrestler’s mother tied to a forklift and an insane moment where things seemed to get real, as the announce team broke “kayfabe” and acknowledged that everything was scripted, in an effort to make everyone think that things had gone off-script (little head’s up: They really didn’t. It was all part of the show)! Oh, and the Great Muta wrestles not once, but twice. So, there’s that. Let’s dive right into WCW: New Blood Rising 2000, WCW’s final August PPV ever.

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3 Count with Tank Abbott VS. The Jung Dragons (Gold Record & Recording Contract Ladder Match): This was possibly the most entertaining match of the night. Two great, three-man teams, made up of some of the most talented young guys on the roster, going at it in a screwy ladder match. The Jung Dragons were made up of the masked Jamie-Sun (better known as Jamie Noble), Kaz Hayashi (a solid wrestler) and Yang (the great Jimmy Wang Yang), a trio of high-flyers. 3 Count were a wrestling boy band that consisted of Evan Karaigas (an easily forgettable, moderately talented wrestler), Shane Helms (or Gregory Helms or, even better, The Hurricane) and Shannon Moore (a promising young, babyfaced talent, that went waaaaay goth, just a few years later). Oh…and who could forget 3 Count’s manager/#1 fan/back up dancer and former UFC star, Tank Abbott. “Who’s Tank Abbott?” you might ask? Well, imagine Jim “The Anvil” Neidhart and Mick Foley had a baby who liked to fight people for reals. And, if you dare ask “Who’s Mick Foley?” or “Who’s Jim Neidhart?”…just leave.

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Anyway, the whole premise of this one was that 3 Count’s gold record and recording contract was hanging above the ring. In order to win, one team had to both pull down and have control of both items, something that wasn’t really made very clear early on in this match. I thought that only one item had to be pulled down, maybe the one that was significant for one of the teams, and that was it. But, alas, things just had to be complicated. Which was made even worse due to the screwy way in which the match was won. I mean it wasn’t “James Ellsworth climbs the ladder and gets the items for them”-screwy. But, just one of those “Wait…But…oh…whatever” kinda things.

The match itself was decent as both teams gave us plenty of good, little spots that you would expect from a ladder match with six young and hungry wrestlers. The main problem here was that it was nothing new. I mean, clearly these guys were inspired by what the Hardy Boyz, Edge & Christian and the Dudleys were doing in all of their Ladder Matches and TLC (tables, ladders & chairs, if you’re nasty) Matches over in WWE around the same time. But, while those three teams were constantly one-upping themselves in each consecutive match and giving us something new and unexpected each and every time, 3 Count and the Jung Dragons just recreated a few of those spots and didn’t innovate anything original. Plenty of moments where the ladders were used as a weapon and even more times where someone got dumped or dropped off of the ladder, but nothing spectacular.

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And, then there is that finish. First off, Jamie-Sun climbs to the top of the ladder and pulls down the gold record, only to have the ladder kicked out from under him by Evan and Helms. As Jamie falls, Tank snatches the record out of his hands and keeps hold of the record from then on out. Now the announce team (something I need to address later on) seem to think that because Jamie retrieved the record, they should have the advantage, even though Tank possesses it. But, there is still a record contract hanging above the ring and, I guess, in order for the match to end, someone now has to pull that down. But, what if one of the Jung Dragons climbed up and got it? Would that be a draw? Why set a match up that could easily end in a draw? This is a perfect example of how a stipulation can really hurt a match. Had there just been one item up there to get to, then I wouldn’t have spent the final minutes of the match pondering these questions and may have just enjoyed the action more. Anyway, Evan Karaigas climbs up, pulls the contract down and 3 Count win it as Tank scampers away with both the Gold Record and the Recording Contract. So…cool.

Winner: 3 Count

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We now cut back to the Commissioner, Ernest “The Cat” Miller’s office, where the Filthy Animals (Rey Mysterio, Juventud Guerrera, Konnan, Disco Inferno and Tygress) are waiting for him. The Animals make a deal with the Commissioner that if he makes them Special Guest Referees in the 4-Way Tag Team Championship match, then they will guarantee The Cat a win in his match against The Great Muta. He seems to agree and Disco Inferno hits him with a “Word to your Mutha’!”, as the Commissioner tells him to get the hell out of there!

The Great Muta VS. The Cat: So, let’s just get this out of the way real fast: I love Muta! He is one of my all-time favorites. So, I will freely admit that I am a bit biased here. But, just sit down and watch this one, it isn’t terrible. At the start Muta takes The Cat down to the mat and locks him up, working over his arm. It’s some good solid work and the guy looked great. Some good solid kicks and a snap elbow drop or two later and Muta was firmly in control. That’s when The Cat makes a bit of a comeback with a few kicks and cheapshots. But, through it all Muta does his job and works with the guy, making it look good. Muta takes over for a bit with a Dragon Screw Leg Whip and locks up the leg. After a missed Moonsault, Muta reaches into his bag of tricks and hits The Cat with some Poison Mist right in the face. Unfortunately, Tygress, from The Filthy Animals, has come down to the ringside and hits Muta over the head with a chair. A few of The Cat’s kicks later and he pins Muta for the win. Fortunately, this won’t be the last we see from The Great Muta tonight!

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Winner: Ernest “The Cat” Miller

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“Positively” Kanyon VS. Buff Bagwell (Judy Bagwell on a Pole/Forklift Match):  I was already turned off of this match at the mention of Buff Bagwell, but throw in his real mother, the even more annoying Judy Bagwell (think Rosanne Barr in her prime-level annoying and then multiply that by 10) and strap her to a forklift for the entirety of the match and I’m ready to bang my head against a wall. At least we got Chris Kanyon, in his dyed blonde, “Positively” Kanyon-phase, where he was imitating Diamond Dallas Page, which was kind of fun. I always liked Kanyon. I mean, “Who’s better than Kanyon?” So this match can’t be all bad? I mean it can’t get too much worse…Right?

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So, these two guys did a decent job to start things off. They started by going at it hard and even fought their way through the audience a bit. Back in the ring, Kanyon seemed to be in control, but just couldn’t put Bagwell away, even with a Kanyon-Cutter. Just then, someone’s music hits and things go from bad to worse as former WCW Heavyweight Champion, David Arquette comes strutting down the aisle. Now, David Arquette will always have a spot in my heart as Officer Dewey from the Scream trilogy, but I did not and do not want him anywhere near the world of pro-wrestling. When he won the WCW Championship, it was one of the lamest moments of all time and was a dark spot on the history of wrestling on general.

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Fortunately, Arquette’s arrival was a setup for the ending of this match, which wasn’t that far away. After grabbing a hard hat from the forklift, Arquette hits Bagwell in the back with it. Kanyon goes for a pin again, but Buff still kicks out. Arquette goes to sock him over the head again, but Buff stops short and pulls him into the ring. Buff then hops up onto the second rope and delivers a double Blockbuster to both Arquette and Kanyon for the pin and the win. He then unhooks his Mama from the forklift and heads back to the locker room for a quick shower, a change of clothes and a celebratory trip to Arby’s to celebrate his victory! Judy’s treat. Meanwhile, back in the ring, Kanyon seems to forgive Arquette by giving him a hug and raising his arm in the center of the ring. But, it’s all a setup as Kanyon hits the Kanyon-Cutter on the former Champion and possible future Academy Award-winner. Pro-tip to getting through this match: There is a kid with a sign in the third or fourth row that simply reads: PUBES! It helps. Trust me.

Winner: Buff Bagwell

 

Misfits in Action (General Rection & Lash Leroux) VS. Mark Jindrak & Sean O’Haire VS. The Perfect Event (Sean Stasiak & Chuck Palumbo) VS. Kronic (Brian Clark & Brian Adams) (4 Corner Tag Team Championships Match with The Filthy Animals as Special Guest Referees): Whew! There are a whole lot of moving parts to this match. Eight men, split into four teams, going at for the Tag Titles, with the Filthy Animals acting as refs. Rey, Tygress and Juvie linger around the ringside, taking the occasional cheap shot at anyone who wanders outside of the ring. While Disco Inferno acts as the main referee inside the ring (and does a pretty good job at it, though his counts vary in speed a bit). Rey and the Animals do jump into the ring, from time to time, and get involved. One of the more memorable moments comes when Rey goes for a Bronco Buster onto Hugh Morris/General Rection, who is slumped in the corner, but Rection gets a foot up, directly into Rey’s crotch and he just sits there, held up in the air for a few seconds. Good stuff!

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So, this match is a mess. What would you really expect with this much going on? Had it been an elimination match, it could have been better. The lineup could be whittled down bit by bit, leaving only two teams to finish up. But, you had a couple of real promising talents in Sean O’Haire and Chuck Palumbo, in particular, along with some solid veterans of the ring. Kronic was pretty good and probably the best Tag Team WCW had on the roster at the time. Unfortunately, there was too much going on at the same time. Every time the guys who were actually in the match started really going at it, members of The Filthy Animals would interfere a bit. Just as things seemed to smooth out and some actual wrestling was taking place, The Dark Carnival (Vampiro & The Great Muta) came out and added to the already too crowded nonsense.

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Anyway, things continued this way for a little too long. Finally, Kronic gained the upper hand and slammed Palumbo to the mat as Lt. Loco/Chavo Guerrero Jr. came out (yes, yet another guy), threw a ref shirt on and counted three for the win. Why a member of The Misfits in Action was helping another team win, when his own teammates were involved in the match, I don’t know? I’m just glad it’s over. But, this would not be the last time we would see the Tag Team Championships tonight!

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Winner: Kronic

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“The Franchise” Shane Douglas with Torrie Wilson VS. Billy Kidman (Strap Match): As much as I grumble and complain about most stipulation and gimmick matches, I really do enjoy a good ol’ Strap Match. Weird, I know. Though this isn’t one of the “traditional” Strap Matches, where you must drag your opponent around the ring and touch all four corners in succession. This is just a plain, old No DQ match, where the two men are attached to the end of a leather strap. Of course, it’s not tied on or anything and they can just slip their hands out of the strap whenever they want. Which, of course leads to those goofy moments where the heel tries to get away, but seems to forget that he’s got a strap tethering him to his opponent.

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So, the backstory here is that Torrie Wilson was Kidman’s girlfriend, but Shane Douglas stole her away. At one point, seeking revenge, Billy Kidman threatens to release a “Sex Tape” of Torrie. Which makes him the good guy? I mean, this wasn’t that long ago, the culture hasn’t changed that much, I don’t think. Sure, Douglas is a jerk and Torrie betrayed Kidman. But releasing graphic, private images of someone in retaliation to a broken heart ain’t too cool.  Shame on you, Billy.

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Anyway, this wasn’t a terrible match, maybe one of the better ones of the show. Kidman and Douglas both get some time on the offensive, though Kidman is in control for a majority of the match. Plenty of offense utilizing the strap to tangle the opponent up or trip them up or to yank them back or off of the ropes. Y’know, all of the normal stuff you would expect from a Strap Match. That seems to be the running issue with every good match on this show: Nothing new or original to be found. Just a heaping helping of same old, same old.

As things wound down, Torrie goes to interfere and conk Billy over the head with her shoe, only to miss and hit Shane. Douglas kicks out of the pin and after throwing a few shots at Kidman, goes to roll Billy up, only for Billy to reverse it on Douglas. The ref goes for the count, but Torrie jumps in and right in front of the ref rolls Douglas back on top. Luckily, the ref stops his count and shoos Torrie out, which gives Kidman enough time to recover and hit Douglas with his finisher, which is essentially Christian’s Killswitch finisher, for the win. After the match, Billy turns into even more of a jerk as he attaches Torrie to the other end of the strap, after releasing Douglas, and proceeds to whip her ass, literally! It’s then that Shane, who is supposed to be the bad guy here, comes to her rescue, wraps the strap around Kidman’s neck, climbs the turnbuckle and hangs Kidman over his back. Luckily, Big Vito comes running out (for some reason) and breaks it up. And, just to keep this show from getting good at any point, as Douglas retreats, the oddly ponytailed, Guido comes out and tries to attack Vito. I don’t know?

Winner: Billy Kidman

 

Now, we break to outside, as Booker T arrives at the arena, Jeff Jarrett attacks him. Jarrett clubs Booker a few times and then slams his leg with the car door, all while telling him he sucks and calling him “Slap Nuts” a few times, because…well…just because! Okay? Everybody had a catchphrase then. So, “Slap Nuts” was just a step or two removed from “If You Smell What The Rock is Cookin’” or “And That’s The Bottom Line, Because Stone Cold Said So” or “It’s True, It’s DAMN True” or “Have A Nice Day!” or “EEEEEEVVVVVEEER, A-Gain!” or “Shut…The Hell Up” or “You’re FIRED!” or “Rest in Peace!” or “If you smellllll-la-la-la…What…The Rock…is Cookin’?” or even “Now Can You Dig That? SUCKAH!!” Right?

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Major Gunns VS. Miss Hancock (ROTC/Rip Off The Camouflage Match): What could bring this show down just a notch or two more? What’s that? Did I hear two scantily clad women fighting in mud? We have a winner. Now, I admire the female form just as much as the next guy. And, as a younger man, I looked forward to this type of stuff. Only thing is, I’m not a younger man anymore and two things have changed since 2000. 1) Porn is soooooo much easier to find, as well as being free, for the most part nowadays & 2) I have been spoiled by the leaps and bounds that has happened in Women’s Wrestling over the years. I’m not saying that some good ol’ T&A doesn’t have a place in pro wrestling anymore. It does. I have just now grown so accustomed to seeing attractive young women actually wrestle and wrestle well. So, as much fun as it is to watch two women slowly be stripped down to the equivalent of a thong and bikini top and then hop in some mud, it’s just not that impressive anymore. I’d rather see Asuka have a solid 20 minute match.

Anyway, we get treated to Major Gunns and Hancock (Stacy Keibler) rolling around the ring, performing some really slow and weak, basic wrestling moves and pinning each other in ways that place their respective derrieres in full view. This match is terrible. How terrible, you might ask? Well, in one instance Hancock pins Gunns and just as the ref goes for the count of three, Hancock flies off of Gunns, as if she kicked out with force. Meanwhile, Major Gunns doesn’t move an inch. So, that bad. Now, according to the lame rules, they must strip their opponent down to the near bare minimum and then pin them in the mud pool. I think? Does it matter? It is fun listening to Tony Schiavonne commend either one of the women for performing a simple move. “Nice Crossbody off of the second rope!” Please. And, then you got Mark Madden doing his weak impression of Jerry Lawler and sweating hard over the ladies. I HATE Mark Madden.

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So, they strip down and then make their way to the mud pit. Major Gunns gets flipped in first, almost banging her head on the edge of the pit in the process. Hancock then decides to climb up on the edge, y’know, getting closer to the mud pit that she wants nothing to do with and then very slowly turning her back and walking away. She even walks a little too far away and has to back up a bit and position herself within arm’s reach of Gunns, so she can be pulled into the mud, as well. Hancock gets yanked in, slams Gunns’ head into the rim and then just starts dancing. Really! Then, just because things aren’t stupid enough, she awkwardly starts clutching at her belly. Gunns rolls Hancock up for the win as Hancock continues clutching her midsection and weeping. Now, David Flair comes running out to check on Hancock and even Major Gunns grows concerned. Hancock gets placed on a stretcher and taken to the back as the commentators ponder just what is happening. Ah, the hilarity of a possible miscarriage. What fun!

Winner: Major Gunns

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The Demon VS. Sting: So, some quick info here for those who may not know: The Demon was a wrestling character modeled after Gene Simmons’ character from the band KISS. There was supposed to be a whole group of KISS wrestlers, the KISS Warriors, I think. That never happened, because even though I love KISS and wrestling, it’s a really stupid idea. It’s like having a crappy, make-up wearing, clown rappers involved with wrestling and having a faction based around them. So, The Demon became a part of the Insane Clown Posse’s Dark Carnival faction, alongside Vampiro and The Great Muta. The Demon was lame. Period.

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So, in the time it took me to type that last paragraph up, I could have watched this match, in its entirety about four times. This match lasted less than a minute, if you count from bell to bell. Sting rappels from the ceiling, fights with The Demon all the way back to the ring, gives him a Stinger Splash and a Scorpion Death Drop and that’s it. 1, 2 and 3; Sting didn’t even take the time to remove the rappelling belt he was wearing. Sting lowers himself to even be in the ring with the Demon. Of course, just because the match is over doesn’t really mean that that was IT, though. Muta and Vampiro come running down to the ring and attack Sting. They take him back up the entranceway and try to hang him from the rope that he had just rappelled down. Luckily, Kronic comes out to save the day and Sting literally just hightails it out of there and heads to the back. This all helps setup an upcoming match for the Tag Team Championships between Kronic and The Dark Carnival.

Winner: Sting

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Mike Awesome VS. Lance Storm (Canadian rules for the Canadian/United States Championship with Jacques Rougeau as Special Guest Referee): Because this show is being held in Canada, Lance Storm gets a “Hero’s Welcome”. Heck, he even gets the Goldberg treatment backstage, as we get a glimpse of him heading to the ring surrounded by security and police. Storm goes on to cut a good little promo about being a Canadian and brings out Jacques Rougeau (The Mountie, if you’re nasty) to be the Special Guest Referee and enforce the Canadian Rules. He then makes everyone sit through the Canadian National Anthem, which, since they’re in Canada, I guess he’s just being a good native son.

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Of course the running gag with this match, is that it is set under Canadian rules, so every time that Awesome seems to get the win, the rules change. The first time he gets a pin, the main ref is informed that Canadian Rules calls for a five count instead of a three count. Next, Awesome submits Storm with a Dragon Sleeper, only to be informed that Canadian Rules dictate that in a Championship match, you can only win by pinfall, not submission. After Awesome hits a Frog Splash and gets a five count for the win, Rougeau informs everyone that the Canadian Rules state that after a five count the opponent then has a ten count to get to their feet. Finally, Awesome and Storm both fall through a table, at which time we find out the per Canadian Rules, if the competitors go through a table, the first man to get up by the count of ten, wins. Of course, this leads to the ref counting and Rougeau joins him, only to knock Awesome out with a punch as he was trying to stand, giving Storm the time needed to make it to his feet for the win.

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This was a good fun match, honestly. My only real complaint is that it was short, had it been a longer match and the interruptions for the added rules were spaced out a bit more, it could have been great. Unfortunately, with a stacked card of eleven matches, things seemed to need to be kept moving and the matches that should have been longer suffered. After the match, Bret Hart makes an appearance and heads down to the ring to give the Champ, Storm, and Rougeau a big, old, Canadian hug.

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Winner: Lance Storm

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The Dark Carnival VS. Kronic (Tag Team Championship): So, the second match of the night for three-quarters of the competitors involved in this match and, yet, this match is better than most others on the card. Why this wasn’t the one and only match for the Tag Championships? It should have been since it was much better than the previous one. There should have just been a 3-way Tag Match for the number one contenders earlier, amongst the other 3 teams and then this one could have played out a bit longer. Unfortunately, this match suffers from the relative same problem as every other one: something screwy has to happen to ruin it all.

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So, Muta, Vampiro and Kronic are going at it, when Muta hits the referee in the face with the Poison Mist, blinding him. Things immediately break down as the Harris Brothers, two large, bald-headed twins, come out of the crowd and attack Kronic. They take out Brian Adams and before you can hum “Summer of ‘69”, Muta hits the Moonsault and gets the win. Yet another match with interference, snore! This is what I was talking about earlier, if there was just one instance in which some interference changed the outcome of the match on the show…cool. But, when half of the matches on an eleven match card, all have run-in’s and interference, it’s too much.

Winner: The Dark Carnival

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Kevin Nash VS. Scott Steiner VS. Goldberg (#1 Contender for the WCW Heavyweight Championship Match): Ok, let’s see if I can explain the setup and further shenanigans that happened throughout this match. This match was supposed to be a Triple Threat Match with the winner going on to be named the number one contender for the WCW Heavyweight Championship. Goldberg had supposedly been involved in a motorcycle accident some time before the event. But, the commentary team, as well as the other competitors in this match, were openly discussing whether Goldberg was making up the accident story in an attempt to bow out of it. They even went a step further and openly discussed the possibility that Goldberg was trying to get out of the match because he was refusing to lose, as the script called for. So, they were openly talking about the fact that this match, and I guess every other match as well, was predetermined and Goldberg just did not want to play his part and “job”, or lose the match, to Kevin Nash. Okay? Got it? It gets nuttier.

So Nash and Steiner make their way to the ring and then stand around, waiting for Goldberg to show. His music is played twice, but Goldberg is a no-show and the commentary team bashes the guy. So the match starts. Nash and Steiner go at it a bit, in their predictable slow and ponderous style. Minutes into it, here comes Goldberg with his ribs taped up and a steel chair in hand. He conks Nash over the head with the chair and then gets thrown into the ring by Steiner. Big Poppa Pump (The Big Bad Booty Daddy, Holla’ if you hear me!) exchanges some blows with Goldberg, but gets thrown out of the ring. Nash reenters the fray, as does Steiner a second later, and finally all three guys go at it for a few moments. By go at it, I mean each guy takes his time attacking one other as the third guy, usually Nash, stands in the corner catching his breath. Finally, Steiner gets chucked out again and Kevin Nash goes for the Jackknife Powerbomb on Goldberg. He sets Goldberg up for it and slowly pulls his straps down, only to have Goldberg shove Nash away, who now looks quite bewildered and leaves the ring. Nash just stands there befuddled, as if something just doesn’t add up.

So, now Goldberg begins heading to the back, but here comes Vince Russo, the man in charge of all of the craziness going on both in front of and behind the scenes of WCW at the time.  Goldberg and Russo get nose to nose and have a brief, yet heated exchange that goes something like this:

Vince Russo – “Excuse me, kind sir, but I do believe you should be getting back into the ring and tidying this whole thing up!”

Goldberg – “How exactly wouldst thou make me, my friend?”

Russo – “I beg of you. See reason and finish this competitive, yet predetermined, contest of physicality. I beg of you, please!”

Goldberg – “I shall not!”

Something along those lines, just with more swearing. Anyway, Goldberg is done with this match.  So, at this point Steiner and Nash start to actually put on a decent show. The commentary team, on the other hand, start to guess at what was the reasoning behind Goldberg walking away. They, Tony Schiavonne, Mark Madden and that other guy (I don’t remember right now, OK!) all start to question if Goldberg was unhappy with the planed finish of the match and just left. So, they are openly discussing how one of the competitors in the match was dissatisfied with the scripted ending of the match, which was possibly Goldberg taking a Powerbomb from Nash, and then just decided to quit. One of my favorite lines in this, comes as Schiavonne wonders aloud, “What are they going to do now? Improvise?” What?!? It’s not real? Next you’re going to tell me that Glacier isn’t really just a wandering ice-themed ninja, who could possibly be related to Sub-Zero, which has wandered into the world of professional wrestling to find worthy competition. Say it ain’t so!

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Midajah, Steiner’s main squeeze, comes bouncing down to the ring and low-blows Kevin Nash. Nash manages to kick out and puts Steiner away with the same Jackknife Powerbomb that Goldberg refused to take. And, that is that. This match was nonsense and the screwiness that went on with the match only hurt it overall. The main kicker, is that all of it was part of the show. The “reality” that some thought that they might be glimpsing was total B.S. Sure, some of it might have been based in truth, like Goldberg and Nash really not liking each other, but it went down as planned.

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Winner: Kevin Nash

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Jeff Jarrett VS. Booker T (WCW World Heavyweight Championship): After 10 matches and a whole bunch of goofiness, I’m ready for this thing to be over. Luckily, we get a decent match to send everyone home. Booker was riding high and doing a great job as the Champ at this point. Pairing him up with a stellar heel like Jeff Jarrett was an incredibly wise decision and not a bad feud. Especially when compared to all of the other lame feuds that were going on at the time. Love him or hate him, it is hard to deny just how good Jarrett (That’s J-A Haha Double R-E Haha Double T. Jeff Jarrett) is as the villain. Even if I did really hate the whole “Slap Nuts” nonsense.

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So, anyway, Booker plays up the injured knee as Jarrett focusses on it, constantly doing more damage to the joint throughout the match. Booker gives as good as he gets though, but all momentum is stopped as Jarrett nails Book in the knee with his guitar. Jarrett then attempts to nail Booker with the belt, but ends up missing and takes out the ref, that bald idiot Slick Johnson. Booker then sets up a table and gives Jarrett a Book-End off of the ring apron and through the table. Down comes that creepy redhead ref, only to get bonked over the head with a chair from Jarrett. Finally, another ref, Charles Robinson, comes out to eventually count for the pinfall after Booker T successfully hits Jarrett with yet another Book-End.

Winner: Booker T

 

So, that is that. If anyone doubts me about just how crazy this show was, go watch it and I’ll be here waiting for you to tell me just how right I am. Regrettably, the craziness isn’t a problem, the crappiness is. There was just too much going on for one PPV. Too many matches. Too many stipulations. Too many instances of interference. And, maybe most importantly, too much of the last two people I want anyone near my pro-wrestling: David Arquette and Vince Russo. Sure, a few of the matches were decent to sort of good, but there was nothing really good or memorable throughout. At least, nothing really memorable for a positive reason. So for all of those reasons and maybe some more, WCW: New Blood Rising 2000 gets a 1 out of 5 on the Official Nerd Nation Radio Pocket Protector Scale!

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