Promoter extraordinaire George Washington Kendall was born on December 29, 1881. As a young man he trained as both an ice hockey player and an amateur wrestler. It would be wrestling that stuck though, as he excelled in the amateur ranks of Montreal, Canada. Moving onto the professional level at the turn of the 20th century it wouldn’t take him long to make a name for himself when on October 24, 1902, under the name of George Kennedy, he defeated Max Wiley for a version of the Lightweight Championship. I would assume it was a local version or it could possibly have been the Canadian version. (more…)
When you think of over the top gimmicks, great wrestling, and small crowds what comes to your mind? Admittedly, if WWF 1994 was your first guess, I won’t take points off your test. However, this is exactly what Independent Promotion CHIKARA is… Or rather WAS. CHIKARA, based out of Philadelphia, has been around since early 2002 and enjoyed a pretty decent level of success. If you look at the slew of people who have worked for CHIKARA, you’ll come up with names such as Claudio Castagnoli (Antonio Cesaro of the WWE), Eddie Kingston, Mike Quackenbush, Jigsaw, Ultramantis Black, The Colony, The Young Bucks, Chris Hero, Brodie Lee, and Bryan Danielson among a ton of other stars of this industry. The amazing run at the top for the best independent promotion in the US was abruptly ended thanks to a conglomerate known as Titor and a security force known as Condor. (more…)
This past Sunday I celebrated my sixth wedding anniversary. I lit a fire in the fire place, turned the lights low, and did what any living husband would do; I turned on WWE’s Pay Per View event Hell in a Cell. Thank God my wife is a wrestling fan! With much anticipation I looked forward to seeing CM Punk finally get his revenge on Paul Heyman, and witness the crowning victory of Daniel Bryan as he finally earned the championship. All week long, I watched The Best of Hell in a Cell DVD and listened as they spoke of the diabolical effects of the chamber. (more…)
The Three Way Dance, or shall I say the “Triple Threat” is arguably one of the most underrated kind of matches that have come about in the 21st century of wrestling. We can easy say that there are variety of these matches that we can choose from but are they any good? Some of the top guys in the Attitude era have been in triple threat matches, but those matches have story-line like endings, and screwy finishes. These matches have the ability to be good matches when the workers in the match put their all into the match and do their parts with precise timing. For instance, lets take it back to the ECW days, Tajiri, Little Guido, Jerry Lynn, & Super Crazy always put on amazing three way dances as Yoshihiro Tajiri was dubbed the “The King of The Three Way Dance” . There were never a time i can recall watching a match with these men and end up being disappointed as they were all different styles of wrestling, and still had the ability to potentially steal the show. (more…)
This past Sunday night at WWE’s Hell in a Cell saw the return of John Cena to the active WWE roster. He was last seen on WWE TV on Raw the night after losing the WWE title to Daniel Bryan. During that appearance, Cena announced he was leaving to repair a torn tricep (the legitimate reason for the title change). Cena, whether by his own choice or at the behest of WWE, returned to action several months before he was due to return with a shot at Alberto Del Rio’s World Heavyweight Championship. With the legitimate injury being worked into the match, Cena pulled off the comeback and defeated Del Rio for the WHC. His celebration was set for the opening segment the next night on Raw where he declared once again “the Champ is here.” However the Intellectual Savior of the Masses, Damien Sandow, with a combination of smarts and vicious opportunism attacks John Cena. He then cashes in his Money in the Bank briefcase for an impromptu title match. One can imagine the late, great Gorilla Monsoon verbally admonishing Sandow for doing a “Pearl Harbor job” on Cena. (more…)
In professional wrestling these days the audience has become as much of a part of the show as what goes on in the ring. Just flip on Monday Night Raw and during the opening segment you will see thousands of people trying to get their 15 minutes of fame by bringing signs, dressing up, or doing anything they can to get a glimpse of the spotlight.
However with the lights always turned on and the audience being completely visible, most attempts at garnering attention are swallowed up by the sheer spectacle of it all. At best, the crowd as a whole can get noticed with a chant (What?) or by singing the themes song of the popular wrestler of the week (Fandango).
There was a time though when things were different. The lights used to be focused only on the ring. Fans did get noticed then though. They certainly made themselves heard of course. Sometimes a brave soul would get up some liquid courage and storm the ring, usually to the disastrous result of an ass whooping or some jail time.
However one unlikely super fan made themselves known to everyone in the Northeast Corridor in New York, Baltimore and Washington, DC in the 70’s and early 80’s. The most unlikely of suspects – a diminutive little old lady who hated the heels and loved Bruno Sammartino. Miss Georgette Krieger – the “Little Old Lady at Ringside” (more…)