WWE RAW (03/24/03)
by Tony Ling
Welcome to another edition of Raw Huh! Good God! What Is It Good For - Absolutely Nothing! Haha, I kid - it's good for cheap laughs at the expense of wrestlers we've all grown to demise! Before we get to this week's recap, here's a fun little AIM conversation that I'd like to share with you all:
ALing88 (07:13:44 PM): Man I have an extra half hour of Raw to recap ALing88 (07:13:52 PM): It better not be gay ALing88 (07:13:55 PM): er Abmulabmu (07:14:02 PM): why are you even doing it ALing88 (07:15:02 PM): For the hell of it Abmulabmu (07:15:18 PM): Tony no offense but that's the weirdest thing I've ever heard in my life ALing88 (07:15:24 PM): ugh I ate too much pork and beans Abmulabmu (07:15:36 PM): nevermind
I still am not quite sure why I'm recapping Raw, by the way. Well, hey, maybe
this week will provide the answer … maybe?
Oscar thoughts: It sucked. What? Okay, fine, one more: Michael Moore's
speech was in bad taste, despite the fact that I'm down with the anti-war
sentiment. What I'm NOT down with is people that are against the war because
they believe that for some reason Saddam Hussein doesn't deserve this. The
motherfucker has been a pain in the ass of the world for his entire reign, has
committed more atrocities than HHH has had title reigns, OWNED HIS OWN PERSON
PAPER SHREDDER TO CHOP UP DISSIDENTS, and has borne two equally crazy sons more
than willing to carry on their father's work. Don't get me wrong, this war is
being done for all the wrong reasons (oil not being one of them, by the way),
but let's not pretend that we're like attacking Switzerland or something. Okay,
enough of this political crap, how about some, uh, wrestling political crap? Oh,
I kid, of course. There's no wrestling on Raw!
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THE GREATEST TWO AND A HALF HOUR TELEVISION SHOW IN THE HISTORY OF OUR
SPORT!!!!!!!
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Lillian Garcia's out to belt out her (so-so) rendition of the National Anthem. I
have nothing to really say about this (coughnineelevenshowalreadyusedthissodoingitforacrappywarkindofcheapenstheeffectcough).
USA chants, of course. And here comes the Raw theme, a nice contrast to the Star
Spangled Banner, probably the only national anthem adopted from a drinking song.
Although I GET THE GUNS THE DRUGS LET'S GET IT ON is a nice sentiment too.
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The Rock Unplugged tonight! What'd REALLY be cool is if people could call in and
request stuff - I'd ask for The Pina Colada Song! Whoops, no time for that silly
crap, it's AUSTIN time! I still really wish that we'd never have had to listen
to Disturbed piss all over the greatest theme the WWF ever created. Austin talks
about what happened on Raw last week, after doing a nice little vaudeville
routine with Lil' Naitch. Oh man, a repeat of Austin's fabled sit-down strike! I
wish I could remember which Raw he'd done this before, just so I could REALLY
impress you people, my reading constituency. But Rock isn't coming out…Test
is! He doesn't seem particularly enthused with having to be out there - well,
why the butt doesn't he just stay in the back, then? Speaking of butt…no,
forget it. Test stooges on Bischoff and says he just wants to practice his
craft, but Austin has no love for him! Stunner on Test! Lance Storm, that toady
bastard, runs out and tries to get the cheap pin, but Robinson gets pulled back
by Austin, who makes the count…1, 2 - AUSTIN SALUTE! Stunner for Storm! Okay,
now THIS is classic Austin. And now here comes Bischoff (w/his gay theme
and…oh shit, a cadre of police) to kill the mood. Yeah yeah general manager
his show blah blah blah. "Asshole" chant. He's got a restraining order
- what, did he and Austin go through a messy breakup or something? Great, and
Austin has to leave the arena, too. This makes me wonder - Bischoff brought
Austin back specifically to keep from losing his job by providing a shoddy
product to the fans, and now he's depriving said fans from the one guy they
really want to see. Where's Vince to FAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHRRRRRR his ass again?
The cops roll on down to remove Austin, and he decides to (slowly) leave the
ring. Bischoff KEEPS ON TALKING. And Austin's slowly walking up the ramp, more
annoyed than anything. Bischoff goads Austin to hit him, and Austin doesn't rise
to the bait. That should get the crowd in a nice and riled up mood! Bischoff
pushes the Rock concert, as we get a live camera view of Austin walking away.
But Austin stops as he hears strumming…and it's The Rock! The cops keep Austin
away…Elvis time! Rock gives us "Jailhouse Rock", pausing to offer a
smarmy smile to Austin every couple of seconds. Austin gives him a sarcastic
round of applause, and he's gone. "Everybody in Sacramento/Let's get ready
for the Rock's show", damn it, I thought it was going to be funny! Now
why'd I transcribe that?
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Gotta be ready! Remember, you can be attacked at ANY TIME! See, right that
second you could be DEAD! Or right THIS second! So be ready, America! Because
otherwise you might not be ready when you DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111
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That giggle before Trish's theme song scares me for some indefinable reason. And
here comes her partner, the "complex" Jeff Hardy. I'm not sure what's
so complex about him - "confused and slightly stupid" might fit the
bill better. And weren't they going to do something different with him? What
exactly is so different about this? Stevie and Victoria come on down to the
strains of the song crafted in the fires of Hell. Lawler talks about Victoria
not being able to live without her belt, which, by the way, is the ONE AND ONLY
thing that makes up Victoria's character. Jeff gets a double leg takedown after
Stevie got one of his own, leading to the double legdrop to Stevie's male area.
Whip, reverse, and Jeff gets a neat flipping kick in the corner to Stevie's
face. Victoria tags in and dares Jeff to hit her, but Jeff is too much of a
gentleman. Here's Trish. Chick Kick for Victoria, Jeff hits something over the
top on Stevie. Spinning sidewalk slam gets two for Victoria. She misses a
standing moonsault, but gets Trish with a knee to the face, but leaves herself
open for the top rope rana. Stevie's interference backfires, and Trish pushes
off HIM to get Stratusfaction for the pin. That was underwhelming to say the
least. Jeff did just about nothing. And now here comes Jazz to remind us that
there are THREE women in this little feud! Boot to Victoria's face, just for
fun. Did I tell you recently how excited I am for that title match at
Wrestlemania? No? Good.
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I remember Irish whipping a guy into a car and having it explode on contact in
my younger, wilder days. Kudos to the makers of Smackdown: Shut Your Mouth of
reminding me of my youth.
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Bisch talks on his cell about him ruining this show, and Coach interrupts to
tell him that there's a security emergency. And now here's Goldust, reading
Playboy! Did he say "boobie"? Hey, here's Booker. Goldust plays Max
Headroom as he tries to give Booker an inspirational pep talk. Don't hate the
playa…hate "The Game". One step ahead of you, Book! Now we get the
security problem: outside the east entrance, Austin's a-lurkin! There's his
badass truck! The crowd pops for an image of him on a TV monitor from outside
the arena, so God forbid he can actually stay on the show and do something
worthwhile! Bischoff, as usual, didn't read the fine print on his restraining
order. By the way, since I always forget, we are LIVE from the Arco Arena in
Sacramento, CA tonight! And I just realize that I already noted that we're in
Sacramento above, so, uh, whoops. Bischoff tells Coach to go out and tell Austin
something, but Coach doesn't want to, with good reason. Bischoff decides to put
Coach's job on the line. Wow, something Vince never did when HE was Evil WWF
Owner Running Things Guy!
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Ah, Game 7 of the 2001 World Series on ESPN Classic, a.k.a. the moment where I
decided I would hate the New York Yankees for the rest of my life. It didn't
hurt that this is still probably the best baseball game I've ever seen (live in
full, anyway) in my life.
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GOD DAMN IT SOMEBODY CURE THIS WOMAN OF HER DEMONNESS BEFORE I SEE HER ONE WEEK
AND HAVE A HEART ATTACK
again: Test and Steiner have some bad words over Stacey, I guess. And here's
Austin again, just chilling out, killing time. And the siren brings out the Big
Bad Ugly Sumbitch, to his usual less than stellar ovation. By the way, the
thought that the man who created Dragonball Z will one day rot in hell keeps me
happy in my lowest moments. His opponent is Christian, wearing an outfit that
looks like it was cut out of a spare Hurricane costume. Lawler plugs Austin on
the Jimmy Kimmel show, although it might be cancelled by the time Austin's
scheduled to appear. Collar and elbow tieup, and Steiner sends Christian out of
the ring. Back in, headlock, Christian bounces off, and runs into one of those
big gruesome arms. Steiner does his Jack Palance impersonation (although he
could never do it one armed in a million years) and gets a press slam. Punches
and chops in the corner, and Steiner goes to work on the back, but the second
time gets turned into that reverse DDT thing Christian does. Christian cheats,
of course. Whip reversed and countered into a Christian kick and neckbreaker for
a near fall. I guess the throat is Christian's body part to work on tonight. He
mocks Steiner, but Steiner comes back to a chorus of boos. Now Christian is sort
of getting cheers! Suplex by Steiner, more boos. Clotheslines away, more boos.
Backdrop thingy (called a powerslam by JR - sigh) gets two. Christian almost
gets a Flair pin with his feet on the ropes for two. Christian goes over the
top, but lands on the apron and catches Steiner with a throat drop on the ropes
and goes up top. Steiner catches him, and hits a fallaway slam from the top, and
that is all she wrote. Steiner gets the stick and says his catchphrase to a
lukewarm reaction. And here's Coach with Eric's message: Austin must leave, or
his life will become akin to a living hell. You mean like having to watch Maid
In Manhattan every day for the rest of your life? An angry glower from Austin
sufficiently spooks Coach into leaving.
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This movie The Core, on top of coming like 7 or 8 years too late, just looks
incredibly bad. Not as bad as Donny Osmond in concert (he's coming to Detroit),
but close. Great seats are still available!
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Wrestlemania moment: the end of the most overrated wrestling match of all time.
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Sean Morley evokes the old "30 days" title reign thing to end Storm
and Regal's title run, and make him and Morley new champs. That should get a
couple "protect the lineage" whiny posts on Delphi! RVD and Kane come
out to challenge, and "balls" gets horrendously bleeped not once, but
twice. But they're not getting the shot - it's the Dudleys that have the inside
track! Kane books his own match, asking for a title shot for the winner of that
match. Morley agrees, and RVD says "cool". Neat bit as Kane slaps
Storm on his Stunner-injured neck and Storm sells. And here comes Naitch and HHH
to face Booker and Goldust, aka yet another example of wrestling not adhering to
its own retirement stips.
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Shoutout to CRZ and his Sacramento Kings! I'm pulling for them to go all the
way, baby! Just as long as they can get past those goddamned Lakers!
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Another shot to remind us Austin's still here. He's playing with his windshield
wipers, looking as bored as I am looking right now. And now here comes The
Former Best Wrestler In The WWF, complete with his own personal less awesome
version of the WCW Big Gold Belt. The spit roar, as usual, gets a pop and
flashbulbs, guaranteeing that we'll be seeing it until HHH finally gets his ass
out of this sport. And now here comes his tag team partner, The Greatest
Wrestler In The History of North America. I don't want to get into that All
Japan Kawada/Misawa debate shit. Everyone gets separate entrances, which I guess
makes this match feel a little bigger. Booker, of course, gets a nice pop, but
not a pop that suggests that these people think he's winning the title (because,
as everyone will tell you, THERE IS NOT A SNOWBALL'S CHANCE IN HELL HE IS
WINNING THE BELT BECAUSE HHH WHAT A POLITICIAN). I'm not sure what my point was
for doing that, but it felt good to get that out. Does Flair still have anything
left in the tank? I'd ask the same about HHH, but there's no point even asking.
Flair and Goldust start, and Flair does some styling and profiling to make me
wish this was '86 Flair out there. Goldust mocks him, with stupid stuttering, of
course. In the corner, "WHOO", and Goldust slaps him right in the
face. Punches! Whip, and Flair hits his back for the 300 trillionth time from a
backdrop. Tieup, Goldust into the wrong corner, HHH tags in, but Goldust fights
out and tags in Booker! We get a staredown, and HHH does not look particularly
enthused to tie up. "Booker T" chant. At least they like him, even if
they don't think he's winning at Wrestlemania (of course). Booker goes down from
a shoulderblock, but gets himself an armdrag! HHH backs off, looking even less
enthused. Tieup, knee to the gut by HHH, slow punches, whip reversed into a back
kick. Chops ahoy! Booker puts his head down and eats a NASTY kick. Back in comes
Flair. Flair shows us all how to chop, and Booker reverses! FLAIR FLOP! Sidewalk
slam gets two, and Flair goes to the eyes. I could watch that shit all day.
Sadly, HHH comes in instead, but Booker catches him with a leg lariat to improve
my mood. Flair, ever the pro, takes out Booker's knee with a chop block, and the
champ goes to work. Slugfest, and HHH sends Booker to the outside, where Flair
tries to work him over, but Goldust stops it. And we're taking a commercial
break.
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We're back, and Flair's got Booker in the figure four. I take it there has been
some work on the knee done. Flair mocks Booker, just for fun, but Booker
reverses! Flair rolls out and nails Booker with a NICE chop, but Booker
retaliates! Goldust in now! Whip, backdrop, butt drop for HHH! And Goldust has
to fake a stupid fit. Double team whip, and Goldust does the awesome slide and
nails them both! Atomic drops for both of them, double clothesline! Cross
sequence, and HHH ducks a clothesline neatly to send Goldust outside. HHH sends
him into the steps as Flair distracts the ref. Flair in, and HHH distracts the
ref now as Flair nails a WHOPPER of a ballshot. How can you not love that man?
HHH back in, and he works over Goldust nice and slowly. Back comes Goldust, and
they sorta mess up a neckbreaker spot but manage to get it for 2. HHH's hair has
gone steadily downhill as the match progresses. And now the fans are CHEERING
Flair. It takes him 10 minutes to get the crowd on his side, what a guy.
Kneedrop to the head gets two. Chops in the corner, and Goldust fights back.
Flair takes the knee out, and Flair gets HHH to distract the ref just in time
for him to miss the tag to Booker. How fucking classic is this? HHH and Flair go
back to work. Whip, and HHH eats boot, comes back and misses a clothesline, and
here comes Booker! Booker beats on HHH, big high kick for HHH! Kick for Flair!
Kick for HHH! Kick for Flair! Chops aplenty, but Flair comes back and takes out
the leg. Whip reversed, and HHH takes his trademark bump over the top. Flair
gets thrown right into the second turnbuckle and goes out, and Goldust works him
over! HHH is juicing now. This is a good match! Back in, and HHH begs off. Whip
reversed, flying forarm to HHH! Goldust and Flair are battling it out on the
outside. Inside, Booker is nailing HHH, and Flair comes back n and cheats, but
eats the axe kick! Pinfall, but HHH is the legal man. And HHH catches him with a
right while Booker looks confused. Pedigree reversed, and HHH gets slingshotted
into the corner, axe kick! Three count! Okay, now I know that Booker is
DEFINITELY not winning at Wrestlemania, if TV laws hold. All the same, they gave
us a heck of a 15 minute or so TV match, probably the best match Raw has seen in
months. Thanks, guys!
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HHH gazes longingly into his belt as Flair promos like the Man that he says that
HHH is. HHH FINALLY sort of gives Booker some credit. Now that's buildup! And
here comes Albert Ching and Justin Shapiro's Favorite Wrestler. He's going to
favor us with a promo! Oh man, he's got the serious voice going, I think he
means business. Jericho asks HBK to come out for a mano-a-mano interview. And
HBK complies, of course. Chant for Heartbreak. Jericho reminds us that he was
completely influenced by Shawn Michaels, and he proves it with old footage of
himself! My goodness, he really DID rip off HBK. Jericho tells us that he always
wanted to be the next Shawn Michaels, but decided he wanted instead to be the
first Chris Jericho? Why? Because he's better, that's why. Jericho (so he says)
became what HBK had been in the WWF before. He mentions the Undisputed title for
I think the first time since he won the fucking thing. Jericho's not just
excited to FACE Shawn, but to BEAT and humiliate him. And when Jericho has done
this, HBK's gonna have to admit that Jericho is, indeed, the better man. This is
really good! Jericho tells HBK to look at him, and then smacks him…and HBK
laughs! I'm pretty sure HBK said something you can't actually say on TV, and
then he returns the favor…and now Jericho's the one amused! Okay, THAT is
buildup.
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Hey it's The Rock with Bischoff. Rock has a good idea, and Bischoff notes that
every time that happens he gets his ass beat. Rock points out Bischoff's karate
skills, amusingly. Rock tells us that Austin's not leaving for one reason: to
hear the Rock concert! Rock wants Bischoff to take some speakers out so that
Austin can hear the dulcet tones of one Rocky Maivia. Bischoff relents. He said
"Sacramento!" The Tremendous Two go over the Wrestlemania card. That
really does look like a pretty good show, actually. Too bad I'm dirt poor,
otherwise I'd actually even watch it. And coming up next: Dudleys vs The Tag
Team That Spawned A Thousand Descriptions for a shot at the tag team titles.
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Is it just me or does that one Miller Light catfight girl look a little manly in
the face? Not to mention the fact that it's so lame that all the WWF could get
for this event are two women whose 15 minutes of fame are just about up. That
should age quite well indeed.
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Here comes RVD, still locked in the Tag Team Of Career Killing Agony with the
Big Red Guy With a Stupid Theme Song. Nice #1 Contender's Match graphic. And
here come the Dudleys, still ostensibly faces. JR: "I tell you what, you
need a scorecard around here". That, or announcers that can actually
properly describe what's going on. Kane and Buh Buh start. Buh Buh gets Kane
over for a belly to back suplex, and D-Von comes in. Whip, reverse, flying
clothesline by D-Von, jumping elbow gets 2. Kane gives D-Von a big boot to the
face and in comes RVD. Slam by Kane, Sabu's half of Rolling Thunder gets 2.
D-Von blocks a kick, and RVD gets a sloppy rana and a jumping kick. Slam, and
his half of Rolling Thunder gets 2. Whip, D-Von moves out of the way and RVD
catches himself on the second turnbuckle, and D-Von catches him with a
neckbreaker. Buh Buh in, snap mare takeover, and we rest for a second. RVD
fights out, but Buh Buh takes him down by the hair. RVD catches his stepover
kick, and both guys tag out. Kane clotheslines D-Von, baaaaaaaaaaack body drop,
whip, fist for Buh Buh, powerslam gets 2. Buh Buh eats clothesline, and Kane
goes up but misses Air Kane. Buh Buh takes out RVD to prevent a tag, and hit
Kane with a double flapjack, but RVD comes off the top with a kick to D-Von. Buh
Buh instead gets a hipblock/DDT on RVD for 2 on the illegal man. Whip, RVD comes
off the turnbuckle with a kick. Lance Storm and Morley come in, Storm goes for
RVD but hits D-Von, Kane and RVD take out Buh Buh and Storm, and D-Von eats a
chokeslam, and RVD gets the ***** for the victory. We've got ourselves a tag
title match for Wrestlemania! But never mind that, let's go to Austin watching
the speakers set up for the Rock's show. Austin takes himself a call on his
cellie. And, as said before, the extra footage tonight will be the Hogan/Vince
contract signing. So you will forgive me for not recapping that, I hope.
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Rock's supremely amazing video brings out the Great One himself, with his cheap
acoustic in tow. Odds on that guitar surviving the night: 50-1. A chair, sheet
music stand, and table (with water bottle) has been set up, for the proper
Unplugged experience. The crowd is really into this, I should note. Nice touch
on "The Rock" logo using the American Idol font. Pop for Sacramento.
The best part: in 90 minutes, Rock's LEAVING Sacramento! Tee hee. "Leaving
Sacramento/Sacramento, there I go/Leaving Sacramento/Sacramento, there I go/They
got some fat ass women there and Rock is gonna something something/Well I might
take a plane, I might take a train/How can you people live here, you must be
insane/Leaving Sacramento, something something/But I'll be sure to come back
here when the Lakers beat the Kings in May!" OOOOOOOH, CHEAP SHOT. He
brings up the Shaq "Sacramento Queens" comment just for the heck of
it. And for Austin, a version of "Hound Dog" with "Redneck"
substituted. I would like to transcribe, but I can't type that fast. By the way,
Rock really needs to tune his guitar. "If you really think you'll beat the
Rock, your bald ass must be high!" Rock gets Austin up on the screen, and
Austin looks less than amused. Another song: "Whip your ass again/The Rock
can't wait to whip Austin's ass again" oh fuck it I can't transcribe it.
Suffice it to say that this rules in a very weird way. Aww, only one song left,
and the Rock asks the crowd politely to keep it down. The crowd, who probably
expected this to go less than 2 minutes at most (thanks, Scott), are no longer
amused. "And now, with Mania near/The Rock will face the final
curtain/Stone Cold, one on one/I'll win the match, of that I'm certain/I've
lived, a life as full/I can get pie and get it all day/Much more, than any of
you/Rock did it Rock's way/Yes there was time (hold your applause) Austin had
fun/when he beat the Great One/But all of that is in the past/And now Austin can
kiss the Rock's ass/I will be bold/And beat Stone Cold/And do it Roooooooock's
waaaaaaay!!!!!!" Okay, that REALLY ruled. And here comes an ambulance…and
Austin's truck is coming after it! Wow, I remember this from Die Hard with a
Vengeance. Rock, pissed off, calls the cops out to boo. "Hey, don't boo the
cops, these are your cops!" I'm just dying at this shit. Rock asks for
another song…and the GLASS BREAKS. Here comes Austin's truck! But obviously he
isn't in there… it's HURRICANE! Rock is amused and asks the cops to arrest
him, which they do, the jerks. I don't really get WHY they'd do that, but what
the hell. Rock accuses him of shoving Chicken McNuggets up his ass. This is the
greatest non-wrestling main event ever. But the back of the truck moves…and
AUSTIN'S THERE! THE COPS ARE NOT! The crowd is going batshit, and Rock of course
is oblivious…then he sees him! Rock is getting WAILED ON! Hahaha Rock's groans
are getting picked up by the mic. Big ol clothesline for the Rock, and Austin
grabs the guitar, but Rock bails. Rock looks, to say the least, perturbed. And
now it's time for me to collect on all you dorks that actually bet on the guitar
not getting smashed, because Austin just put his boots to it and trashes it.
Rock sells it like Austin just punched his old lady. And for me, anyway, that's
the end of the show. See you next week, and WATCH WRESTLEMANIA!!!!!