NWA: TNA - June 19, 2002

Huntsville, AL

By Greg

"Let me blow my pixie dust on you."

A few weeks ago, I posted my review of the PCW's "Farewell to Nova" show. In the report, if you haven't read it, I pretty much made some not-so-nice comments about the federation. Here's some mail I got.

PCW owner Donnie B. doesn't think much of me...

"As always, all feedback from show is welcome, I do however wish to inform you that yours is the only report I have had (in about 40 or so) that didn't enjoy the show may 17^th. I think you are too much like the growing trend out there today that is killing indy wrestling. You worry too much about "spots" and "location of the building" and things of that nature. Instead of
1. Did we deliver what we promised? Yes
2. Was the crowd respective of the work? Yes
3. Most important: Did everyone enjoy themselves? Yes
4. Did they get their money's worth? Yes
Also, while I don't want to be harsh, you really don't know much about running shows or booking so while I read your suggestions they weren't very good. Thank you though for your thoughts. I would however refrain from using the Internet to take personal attacks or insult people like you did in your report. It makes you look amateurish.
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Well, if everyone else is smoking, I guess I should too. Wait, bad example, since I used to smoke. Replace smoking with being racist or liking Survivor.
I actually like the Toms River location. I kid around when I talk about how crappy the locations were. I prefer a high school gym over the ECW Arena any day. And as for me enjoying spots, that's BS. I like Chi Chi Cruz's shooting star press, but I'd rather have seen Nick Berk (not Dicky Benz) and Rich Myers have a good, technically sound match.
Yes, you delivered all that, but the WWF does that week in and week out, but there's still some things that can be changed.
Those were the core of my thoughts. Your finishes weren't good, there's a right way and a wrong way to do comedy, Mr. Heroin Head shouldn't be holding the Title (Harley would've worked the Pine Hill show as World Champion, but you probably can't afford The Wall because of the small crowd that comes to Pine Hill, so you don't have a World Champion at the show), the Singing Trio isn't good and their match created a dead crowd (along with some INANE booking), Matt Vandal could be good if he found someone to temporarily carry him, the "We're Sexy" gimmick is passe, Dr. Hurtz should stay retired and stop constantly putting himself over, and Slayer's not being used right.
Those were just stupid, stupid comments made by someone who doesn't know jacks**t about wrestling, right?
I'm speaking the truth, and if it means that I come off amateurish when I'm reviewing a federation that has fans throw lettuce at wrestlers (which, in turn, makes them seem a lot more amateurish than myself), then let it be so.

MILK, SHAKE, RATTLE 'N' BOOM doesn't like me either:

"Another nice example of someone who never made it in this business adding their 2 cents to it, despite 0.019 of those 0.02 being the obvious blather of someone who wouldn't appreciate an indy show unless someone had a weedwhacker taken to their back...
Thanks for the entertainment. And save yourself time with responding, because I don't read email from smarks."
First off, I don't want to make it in the wrestling business. I simply enjoy writing about it, just as the other people who write strictly for their enjoyment at sites like DDT Digest, 411wrestling, and CRZ.net. And no, I don't enjoy the CZW shows where guys get weedwhackers to their backs. I'd much rather see Devon Storm/Ace Darling, Inferno Kid/JR Ryder than the weedwhacker crap.
Thanks for the e-mail that I can throw in my next article. Ohhh no! You're not going to read this e-mail: :(

I started a thread on the PCW message board, and debated with a few people. Here's the link.
And while I'm throwing out links, check out a friend of mine's official site, ChristianCade.com.

First off, I've ~~stolen~~ created a ratings system for the NWA PPVs. The maximum that can be given out is five Ice-Ts (I'll explain my fascination with B-Movie King Ice-T another day), and as for the DUD picture... You'll see that later.
We start off with an opening that starts with clips of old time NWA action, but then it fades into the arena, with fireworks introducing us to a very WCWish set..
Jeremy Borash brings out "Ohhh my God! A Ken Griffey Jr. Rookie Card!" Don West and "Okla--What the hell?" Ed Ferrera

Don West frightens me because he's got a Hawaiian shirt on, a la Mark Madden
Yikes! Ed Ferrera has dreadlocks now.
Ed shows how you can take the man out of the sexual oriented promotion, but you can't take the sexual oriented promotion out of the man, by going off about how he loves not just Total Nonstop Action, but the other kind of TNA.
Yikes double! Mike Tenay looks like he's aged twenty years, with black marks under his eyes that makes it look like he hasn't slept for quite a few days.
The three of them speak about the Gauntlet for the Gold match.

Jeremy Borash, with the BLONDE HIGHLIGHTS OF DOOM, is in the ring.

Jeremy brings out the legends, first being Harley Race.
Ed asks if Harley's going to be wrestling tonight.
Dory Funk Jr., channeling the spirit of Diesel, comes out with one arm in the air.
"The Original Fabulous One" Jackie Fargo struts his way out.
"Bullet" Bob Armstrong is the next to come out.
Yes! This federation needs Armstrongs!
Corsica Joe and Sarah Lee, followed by NWA Vice President Bill Behrens comes out.
Ricky "The Dragon" Steamboat comes out with the NWA belt, which he will giving to the winner tonight.
As I look at the fans, I see that it seems the NWA serves BOTTLED beer at their events.
Now that's just scary.
Ricky brings up the Chicago, 1989 match where he defeated Ric Flair to become the NWA Champion.
Steamboat talks about how the belt means more to him than any other belt he's ever held.
Ricky announces that he'll be the Special Referee tonight, and the announcers pop for it, despite the fact that they announced it on the internet this week.
Jeff Jarrett, coming out to new music, interrupts the party.
Jeff tells Steamboat he didn't win the title in some "stupid battle royal," nor did Dory Funk "back in 1902."
Jackie Fargo tells Jarrett to kiss his ass, and lets Jarrett know that he'll be the first person to step into the ring.
Some other generic music brings out Ken Shamrock.
And hey, he's got a shamrock on his shirt.
Shamrock, with the sideburns that Lash LeRoux taught him how to style, also says he thinks the main event match is a stupid idea.
Scott Hall makes his way through the crowd, wearing a shirt for something called "The Landing Strip."
(Hey, if you get that reference, good for you. But if you don't, I'm not explaining it.)
Even Hall thinks the idea sucks, but Jarrett and Shamrock should stop crying about it.
The segments ends with Jarrett storming out.
Nice little segment to heat the main event up a bit.

A Pamela Paulshock look-a-like named Goldylocks (who actually seems interested in her job) interviews Puppet The Psycho Dwarf, who I saw wrestle previously on the WWA PPVs. He cuts a promo while Jeff Jarrett kicks trash cans around.
The TNA Girls are dancing around in cages. Didn't some other group of girls used to do that?
AJ Styles, Low Ki, and Jerry Lynn vs. The Flying Elvis' (George Estrada, Jimmy Yang, Sonny Siaki)

Someone really needs to fix this music. The faces are coming out to a cross between polka and techno music.
Looking at Low Ki, it's no wonder why he's not signed by the WWE.
He just looks like one of those kids who were in the Level 3 classes in school, and would get a real stupid look on his face when he'd try to be angry.
Ohhhh...
My...
Stevie Ray....
Jimmy Yang, George Estrada, and Sonny Siaki come out, and they are called The Flying Elvis'.
The legends don't approve of this gimmick (watching on a monitor in the back), neither do I.
A handshake is rejected, and the Elvis' attack them.
The faces clear the ring of the cursed gimmicks.
Lynn and AJ crossbody and plancha to the outside.
Don West is really adding a lot to the match: "WOAH!" "THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE!"
Jimmy Yang and AJ Styles start off.
AJ powerslams Yang for two.
Yang throws AJ up into the air, and leg lariats him for two.
AJ tags into Lynn, who tilt-a-whirl backbreakers Yang. Two.
Yang runs into a boot, and gets Tornado DDTed.
Yang pops right up, and dropkicks Lynn.
Yang does a moonsault off Lynn's chest, and shoulderblocks Lynn.
To take a page out of Don West's book, "Wow!"
Tag into Sonny Siaki.
Sonny tries a somersault legdrop, but Lynn moves out of the way.
Maybe it's just a bit excessive when you're trying to add flips to a basic legdrop.
Lynn twirls around twice when doing a headscissors.
Sweet.
Sonny tries a waistlock faceplant, but Lynn bulldogs him in mid-move. Two.
Tag to Low Ki.
Spinning neckbreaker by Siaki.
Siaki strips off part of the Elvis suit.
I never thought I'd be glad to see another man strip.
After ducking a huge kick from Low Ki, Sonny executes a backbreaker where he dropped Low Ki's back on his shoulder.
Estrada with a ropeflip moonsault.
Estrada floats over Low Ki, and executes a nice reverse neckbreaker from the top rope.
Estrada with a standing shooting star press for two!
Low Ki goes under Estrada, and delivers a few Tajiri style kicks.
Yang and Styles in.
After ducking a few of each other's moves, Styles gets a flying forearm in.
Scotty Riggs will never die.
Yang tries a moonsault, but AJ flips it into an inverted DDT.
Yang lands on his feet out of the German suplex, and spin kicks him for two when Low Ki breaks the pin up.
Low Ki cartwheel kicks (The Tidal Crush) Yang to the floor.
Estrada tries to pin Low Ki with a sit-out powerbomb, but Lynn runs in and Cradle Piledrives him.
Sonny executes a Roll the Dice where instead of starting out in the Diamond Cutter position, he rolls the move out of a suplex, on Lynn.
AJ runs in with a kick to the side of the head.
Yang backs AJ Styles into the corner.
Low Ki goes to deliver a jumping kick to Yang, but he moves out of the way, causing Low Ki to kick his partner.
Estrada comes off the top rope with a missile dropkick to Low Ki.
Twisting Moonsault (Yang Time) to AJ Styles gets The Flying Elvis' the win at 6:25.
A great little spot fest that actually came through with some decent wrestling too.
And despite the horrible gimmicks that three of them are having to deal with, all six of these kids are fun to watch in the ring.

The ~~strippers~~ TNA girls, are dancing in their cages.
Hardcore Midgets: Hollywood vs. Teo

Teo and Hollywood go at it like Max Mini on crack.
Headbutt to the balls from Teo.
Ten punches in the corner, followed by a wagging of the crotch to the face from Teo.
Teo rolls Hollywood up for two.
Hollywood clotheslines Two down.
Teo with a Frog Splash off the top rope.
Two count.
Side Russian legsweep by Teo.
Twisting elbowdrop from the top rope gets Teo the win at 2:50.
I'll give it to these guys, they're tough and know what they're doing.
I remember an interview with Puppet where he brought up how when Scott Steiner beat the crap out of them at the last WWA PPV, the two midgets really took a beating, and told Scott Steiner not to try and protect them like other people would.

Ed Ferrera brings out the participants in next week's Lingerie Match

What kind of drugs has Ed Ferrera ingested since WCW went off the air?
Francine comes out first, looking as horse faced as ever.
Hey Francine, why the long face?
"You knew her in the ECW as Daffney... Uhhh, I mean the WCW."
Her new name is Shannon, and that's just a horrible sounding name for a woman like Daffney.
Dude, it's Spanish Slut, also known as Alexis Laree, from the PCW show.
And look who it is, DDT Digest interviewee, Sasha! (NOT!!!)
Elektra is next, and let's just leave it at this picture
Also, Miss Joanie (Jerry Lawler's new girlfriend), Erin (A Baltimore Ravens cheerleader), Taylor (not the one from Tough Enough), and Theresa Tyler.
Ummm.... That's nine, guys.
Don West feels like a kid in the candy store.
And instead of buying candy, he'd save it to buy some baseball cards.
Francine takes the mic and plays the bitch character.
Elektra: "You single handedly bankrupted another company."
Elektra and Francine have a catfight, and Francine tears Elektra's top off.
She has a bra on, you damn perverts.
Francine says no one will see her in lingerie.
And according to the spoilers, Francine pulls a Chae next week, so who knows what we'll see.
(monotone voice): "I'm so excited. I can hardly contain myself."

Goldylocks is with Mortimer Plumtree

He has a gimmick similar to that Johnny Polo, and it's not that bad.
Mortimer is the manager of The Johnsons.
I hope the rumors aren't true about these guys.

The Johnsons (w/Mortimer Plumtree) vs. Psicosis and James Storm.

Umm... just look at the picture.
Psicosis has a new look to him, and James Storm is a cowboy.
Ed Ferrera: "I thought they outlawed cowboy gimmicks after 1992."
Exactly my thoughts.
James even has a revolver that shoots blanks.
I'm editing this twelve hours later and I just realized how dirty that sounds.
Let's call him Richard Johnson pummels Psicosis.
Psicosis enzuguris Rod Johnson.
James Storm missile dropkicks Rod.
Richard rolls to the outside.
And Alicia Webb, the former Ryan Shamrock and Symphony, is watching the match from ringside.
I guess it's Rod Johnson and James Storm are wrestling now.
Rod throws James to the outside, but he pulls a Shawn Michaels in the 1995 RR, and flips in.
Rod sloppily waistlocks James, and gets a bulldog in return.
Psicosis dropkicks Rod in the face.
Tenay brings up Psicosis' Mexico gimmick.
The two Johnsons drop Psicosis face first.
Don: "I'm not going to say he's getting pounded by a Johnson."
You see, once you spit out a few sexual innuendoes, the gimmick will fail to entertain even the dumbest of people.
Bad heel offense from the Johnsons.
YOU CAN'T POWERBOMB PSICOSIS!
James is tagged in, and he headscissors a Johnson.
The Johnsons reverse a double whip, and head-and-arm suplexes both of them.
James goes for the Tornado DDT, but a Johnson tosses him off.
Mortimer trips James, allowing a Johnson to hit a move that I don't even know what to make of.
He picks you up in a fireman's carry, then sort of drops you down in an attempt to do a Diamond Cutter/Stunner, but he looked like he completely failed at doing so.
Anyway, that crappy move gives The Johnsons the win at five minutes.
Referee Slick Johnson reluctantly gives Alicia money on his way out.

Goldylocks is in the back with The Dupps

They go into their dressing room, where we meet another woman, Bo Dupp's "girlfriend," who is also Stan's "cousin."
They try to drink beers, but one of the NWA owners comes in and tells them that they don't want intoxicated wrestlers.
Well, you signed Scot Hall.
Why not just throw out all the rules and hire Jake Roberts?
Bo's girlfriend calls them a bunch of wimps, and they continue drinking.
Goldylocks: "I'm, uhhhh, going over there."
Why the NWA didn't change The Dupps gimmicks is beyond me.
It's so amateurish that when the WWE had them under developmental contract, if they had put them on TV, I'm sure they would have completely changed the gimmick.

Jeremy Borash brings out Sterling Martin and Hermie Sandler

They talk about NASCAR.
And since I'm not a redneck, I couldn't care less.
K-Krush, the former K-Kwik, comes out to the ring.
He echoes our sentiments, by saying they have no business being in a damn wrestling ring.
K-Krush: "My kind are athletes, your kind aren't."
Please don't do this, because the last thing we need is the southern wrestling fans wanting to kill K-Krush like they did to New Jack in 1993.
Hermie Sandler, a NASCAR driver, tells K-Krush to shut up.
Krush is about to kick that cracka's ass when Brian Christopher (still doing the Too Cool gimmick) comes out to attack Krush.
Big inverted atomic drop, superkick, and the NASCAR guys throw K-Krush out of the ring.
The fact that Brian Christopher beat up Krush first made the NASCAR guys involvement okay.
Brian Christopher, about as interesting as ever, challenges K-Krush to a match next week.
Well, at least they're trying to build up next week's card.
If you can call a Brian Christopher match building.

Jeff Jarrett chokes Jackie Fargo backstage.
Christian York and Joey Matthews vs. The Dupps (w/Fluff Duff)

York and Matthews are two talented kids who wrestled on the Northeast Indies quite often, got signed by the WWE, got dumped by the WWE, and were with ECW till their demise.
Borash makes another mistake: "Weighing in a two hundred, rather four hundred and..."
Fluff Duff looks like she came right out of the owner of WOW's mind.
Lilian Garcia and Borash should start dating.
The Dupps jump Matthews.
Double-team flapjack on Matthews.
Matthews ducks under a double clothesline, allowing York to springboard in with a dropkick.
Double suplex onto Stan Dupp.
West: "Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. GREAT ACTION."
Thanks Don.
Stan executes a nice full nelson into a Rock Bottom.
Bo and Matthews go at it.
Matthews ducks under a clothesline, but runs into a big boot.
Splash from Bo gets two.
Stan Dupp gets tagged in.
The Virginia Necktie (more or so, a reverse neckbreaker) from Matthews, allows Matthews to tag York in.
Bo tries a sitdown splash on York, but York slides away.
York with the customary ten punches in the corner on Bo.
Stan tries to get York off of him, so York just jumps off an back elbows him.
Fireman's carry, yelp, and a senton splash gets two for York.
Joey and Stan Dupp fall to the outside.
Tornado DDT from York, to Bo.
York tries a moonsault, but Fluff Dupp crotches York.
Bo rolls up York for the three count at 3:40.
Bo eats some of his boogers on the way out.
What a bush-league and stupid gimmick.
Other than that, a perfectly acceptable, albeit short, match.

We get a "Special Look" at Toby Keith, who in the video, is like Jason Voorhees post Part Six. You know, how he's seemingly able to teleport himself anywhere he wants?
Toby Keith sings a song, and the crowd is actually popping.

Thank God! Jarrett runs out and knocks Toby's microphone out of his hands.
Jarrett talks about how much Toby sucks, and has two words for Toby: "How do you like me now?"
And those are lyrics from Toby's crappy song that was in the "Painful Look" video.
Jarrett's got new tights that make him look tougher than the orange and white ones he wore in WCW.
Surprisingly enough, I once again enjoyed this appearance.
Sure, I had to listen to a crappy country song, but they used Toby right.

Gauntlet for the Gold for the NWA Heavyweight Title

Incase you don't know the stipulations, the Gauntlet for the Gold is pretty much a Royal Rumble, with a new wrestler entering every ninety seconds. But instead of the winner being declared with the last guy in the ring, the final two face each other in a match for the NWA Title.
Jarrett is #1, as said by Jackie Fargo earlier tonight.
Buff Bagwell is #2.
Swinging neckbreaker by Bagwell.
Jarrett tries a hiptoss, and Bagwell clotheslines him.
Bagwell tries to throw Jarrett out, but he slips back in.
Jarrett runs in an elbow, and Bagwell executes the Buff Blockbuster!
I don't like Buff, but I always mark out when I see that move for some reason.
Bagwell goes for a clothesline, but Jarrett backdrops him to the floor!
Ninety seconds of Buff Bagwell.
Now that's a good Buff Bagwell appearance.
DDT Digest's Red Headed Stepchild himself, Lash LeRoux is #3.
LeRoux and Jarrett both go out through the ropes, allowing Jarrett to drop Leroux throat first on the steel.
Jarrett executes The Stroke, and dumps LeRoux to the floor.
Despite the fact that's it's supposed to be ninety seconds, Backyard Wrestling Champion Norman Smiley comes out with twenty-seconds to go on the clock as #4.
Norman Smiley is without the jersey he wore before WCW's demise.
Funny spot where Norman whips Jarrett into the ropes, Norman puts his hand up to stop Jarrett, wiggles, and then is on the receiving end of a clothesline.
Spinning bodyslam from Norman.
Norman tries to bring the SMBU back, but Jarrett low blows him.
Stroke from Jarrett, and he dumps Norman.
Continuity problem here, as now they wait the full ninety seconds.
Apollo, from the IWA in Puerto Rico, is #5.
Nice sit-out powerbomb from Apollo.
Jarrett tries a hiptoss, and Apollo neckbreakers Jarrett.
Jarrett teases elimination a couple times.
And Apollo survives the full ninety seconds.
Apollo is about to powerslam Jarrett out of the ring, but #6, K-Krush, attacks Apollo.
Axe Kick by K-Krush.
Jarrett and K-Krush both with the ten punches in the corner on Apollo, and surprisingly, neither man eliminates the other.
Slash, who really doesn't look like Wolfie D, with James Mitchell, is #7.
Slash is a member of the Disciples of the New Church.
The former James Vandenburg and Sinister Minister has his hair dyed black now.
Slash is on the receiving end of a DDT from Apollo.
Jarrett and K-Krush are taking the opportunity to rest.
Apollo once again tries to powerslam Slash out of the ring, but Jeff stops this.
Repeated elbowdrops from Slash.
Del Rios is #8, and I almost marked out because when he first came out, they zoomed on his face, making him look like Scott Steiner.
The announcers even touch on this, but just allude that he looks familiar.
Del Rios is the former Spellbinder of the USWA, and apparently, he was never meant to be a Scott Steiner look-a-like.
Uh huh.
Slash bites Del Rios' forehead.
Damien Demento lives!
Belly-to-back suplex from Del Rios onto Slash, just like Scott Steiner does.
Is this their vein attempt to create a Scott Steiner since they can't have him?
Because if it is, it's real amateurish guys.
But then again, this federation also has a team called The Johnsons, so what am I talking about.
Justice is #9, and he's a former NWA Wildside Champion.
He reminds me of Rick Fuller, just he's not as ugly.
Big boots by Justice, to a few people in the ring.
Nice move by Justice, kind of like a spinning side slam.
Jarrett and Slash try to get Apollo out, but he holds on.
Inverted DDT by Slash, to Del Rios.
Konnan, without his shirt on (but surprisingly, not as chubby as we remember him), is #10.
Rolling clotheslines to Del Rios, Slash, and Justice.
Carpet Muncher to Justice.
Tenay brings up Konnan defeating Chris Jericho for the WCW TV Title.
And that was punishment to Jericho because he was going to go to the WWE.
The ring is filling up now, and now that room is getting less for people to execute moves, it's time to do some eliminations.
Joel Gertner comes out, not wearing a suit like he usually does, and says some very toned down innuendoes.
He introduces The Rainbow Express.
Ohh no! It's Lenny and Bruce (AKA, Alan Funk)!
Ohh no! Lenny Lane looks a lot like Donnie B and Nova now.
Lodi is out with an injury, by the way.
Poor Alan Funk. He went from a member of a talented young team, the Re-Enforcers, to Kwee-Wee, to getting fired by the WWE, to the Funkster, and now, he's a homosexual.
Bruce is the group's representative, and he's #11.
Joel takes so much time with the introduction, twenty seconds later, and Rick Steiner is #12.
Rick comes out to a big pop.
Well, now we know another effect of serving alcohol at wrestling events.
Rick is as stiff as ever, and beats the crap out of a few wrestlers.
Rick drops Slash to the floor.
Rick backdrops the 350 pound Justice, and then clotheslines him out.
Rick with a belly-to-back to Jarrett.
Malice, James Vandenburg's next man, is #13.
And Malice is HEROIN ADDICTED WALL!
Chokeslams to Bruce, Del Rios, Konnan, and K-Krush.
Malice chucks Bruce, K-Krush, Del Rios, and Konnan.
God damn, I gotta start taking intravenous drugs.
But seriously, Wall is showing some intensity here.
Rick tries to clothesline Malice, but Malice holds the rope down, and Steiner goes to the floor.
Apollo, Jarrett, and Malice are left.
Malice and Jarrett dump Apollo, but he flips back in.
Scott Hall is #14, and the announcers brings up how he's never held a World Title.
Hall has KLIQ written on his ass.
Malice meets a superkick from Apollo.
Outsider's Edge to Jarrett.
West: "GREAT ACTION!"
Ohhhh no.
Toby Keith is #15.
He suplexes Jarrett, and with the help of Hall, he eliminates Jarrett.
Well, Toby's a big guy, and Jarrett was already down and out after an Outsider's Edge. So I'll let them go on that one.
Toby then goes out the middle rope (though the announcers don't acknowledge it), and follows Jarrett to the back.
Apollo and Hall chop the hell out of Malice.
Chris Harris, former "WCW Security" and Saturday Night jobber, is #16.
The Vampire Warrior (the former Gangrel) immediately runs out, and he's #17.
"Dangerous" Devon Storm is #18.
Man, I remember watch Storm when he had blonde hair, and wore black and green tights.
Crowbar front suplexes Harris.
Hall's just sitting on the top rope, watching everything.
"More forehead scars than Abdullah the Butcher" Steve Corino is #19, and when I heard "Steve" I was praying for Stevie Ray.
Apollo and Corino dump Malice, but James Mitchell prevents him from hitting the floor.
Ken Shamrock is #19.
Shamrock goes to work on everyone but Malice.
When he tires to knock Malice down, Malice catches Shamrock by his knee, and slams Shamrock.
And last is Brian Christopher, at #20.
Christopher dumps Chris Harris.
Christopher also eliminates Devon Storm and Vampire Warrior.
Christopher clotheslines Corino the floor.
Why is Christopher treated as such a house of fire? He really shouldn't be, considering he's just a lightweight.
Malice chokeslams Christopher, and Shamrock tosses him.
Final Four: Malice, Hall, Apollo, and Shamrock.
Malice backdrops Apollo to the floor, who went rather high in the air.
Hall tries an Outsiders Edge, but Malice once again backdrops Hall to the floor.
So we have Shamrock, who hasn't wrestled a match in years, and a heroin addict left at 21:30.

For the NWA World Heavyweight Title, with Ricky Steamboat as the referee: Malice (w/James Mitchell) vs. Ken Shamrock

Ken runs right into a big boot to start the match.
Side slam and a suplex gets two for Malice.
Yes, The Wall is showing that great moveset of his here.
Man, Malice needs to get a tan on his bottom half.
He looks like he's that construction worker who takes off his shirt while working (so he gets tanned), but his legs are pale white because he keeps his pants on.
Shamrock tries a sunset flip, but gets punched.
Shamrock ducks under an elbow, and then tries a chokeslam.
Sweet reversal here, as Malice tries the chokeslam, but Shamrock hooks his arms, and brings him down in a cross armbreaker.
Malice reaches the ropes after being in the move for about twenty seconds.
Malice tries to sell the hurt arm, but gives up rather quickly.
Shamrock gets Malice in the ankle lock.
Right when Malice reaches the ropes, Shamrock yanks him back into the middle of the ring.
Great way to kill a legitimate finisher.
I'm kind of fading between names here, so bare with me.
Malice reaches the ropes, and Shamrock keeps it on for an extra ten seconds.
Shamrock and Steamboat argue.
Shamrock goes to work on the ankle, continually kicking Malice's ankle.
Shamrock runs in a boot, and Malice tries a chokeslam.
He takes to much time, and Shamrock belly-to-belly suplexes him.
Shamrock then pins him for the win, and the NWA Heavyweight Title at 5:50.
Man, with all that submission wrestling, they really should've gone for a submission ending.

Ooops

NWA was really trying to not let the fans know that Malice used to be The Wall.
They cut to the announce booth, where Ed Ferrera slips up (and realizes it too), calling him The Wall.

In the back, Jeff Jarrett and Toby Keith/Jackie Fargo are being held back from fighting.
Jeff Jarrett walks out, calling the Gauntlet for the Gold a joke

Jarrett punches Dory Funk in the face.
Jackie Fargo and Toby Keith run out.
Jackie Fargo brings out Scott Hall to fight Jeff Jarrett.
They act like it's going to happen now, but Hall and Jarrett simply fight in the aisleway, building the match for next week.
Tenay pulls the Nitro, "We're out of time!"
And at 9:46, we go to an advertisement for the WWE's Funniest Moments.
But hey, next week we have a crappy Lingerie Match, what is supposed to be a kick ass Round Robin tournament for the NWA X Title, and Scott Hall vs. Jeff Jarrett in a rematch from the 1995 Royal Rumble.

This was quite the show, and all-in-all, it was far from the disappointment a lot of people had been building it up to be. I'm not going to bother with a Good/Bad/Ugly, because I let my feelings on the show come out in the report.
I should be back before next week's PPV (as long as Bill is able to get online) with a review of nWo Saturday Night. If not, I'll be doing the NWA: TNA reports all summer long, and quite possibly into the fall.

That is, if it lasts that long.

NWA: TNA - June 19, 2002

By Greg

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