Let’s jump right into the action with our main event: Razor Ramon VS “The Model” Rick Martel for the Intercontinental Championship. This is an interesting match because both men are heels, but the crowd pretty heavily favors Razor Ramon. He may be a bad guy, but he’s OUR bad guy. Despite Rick Martel’s absence from the program up to this point, he still puts on a good match. At one point I even wonder if they would really bring in this guy out of basically nowhere and slap the belt on him. I really wouldn’t put it past the WWF right now. Luckily though, Razor Ramon manages to hit Martel with the Razor’s Edge for the win to become the new Intercontinental champion. Hopefully this means we’ll be seeing more of him because he’s one of the few interesting guys on the roster.
I'm surprised he doesn't already have a belt like this.
In my last entry, I mentioned wanting to get Owen Hart some more screen time, and wouldn’t you know it my wish came true this week as he squares off against Scott King. The fact that they’re putting Owen in the ring with a jobber seems promising to me. It hopefully means this is the start of a push for him. I also noticed he’s not wearing his goofy “High Energy” gear, instead opting for a sweet blue outfit with silver lightning bolts down the legs. He hits a bridging fisherman suplex for the win. Maybe he should team up with Mr. Perfect.
Next up we get an interview with Ludvig Borga. Up til now I haven’t really cared about this guy. After this interview my tune has changed. Finally, they got a heel with some personality. After the crowd starts their usual “USA” chant, he grabs the mic and tells us that in his country, USA stands for “U Stink A lot”. I didn’t realize Finland felt that way about us. He goes on to say that since Lex Luger is talking about how great America is all the time, he’s looking “more and more like a garbage truck driver”. At that point Lex Luger decides to come down to the ring to make sure we’re not having too much fun. He’s wearing a white turtleneck and American flag patterned Zubaz. This is the height of fashion in 1993. Lex tells Ludvig that if he doesn’t like it here, he can “love it, or leave it” and then challenges him to a fight, setting the example for rednecks everywhere for decades to come. Borga tells Lex that he’ll fight him, but it’ll be on his terms and walks off to a chorus of boos. Man, I really want Lex to just get his butt kicked, but I know better than to think that’s going to happen yet.
It's hard to tell which country everybody is from.
After that we get a match between Adam Bomb and Ross Greenberg. I don’t really care about this one, but it’s worth noting that Harvey Wippleman is now Adam Bomb’s manager instead of Johnny Polo. This is honestly a much better fit and actually does help me like Adam Bomb a little more. Johnny Polo was just too goofy for him. The announcers also mention that next week we’ll have Crush in attendance so we can finally find out what the beef is between him and Randy Savage. I’m beginning to sense a pattern: if they want us to care about something, just get the Macho Man involved. Honestly, it’s worked on me so far.
The last match of the night introduces us to another Smoky Mountain Wrestling tag team named the Rock & Roll Express, consisting of Robert Gibson and Ricky Morton. Unlike the Heavenly Bodies, these guys are actually fun to watch. They work at a much faster pace and they look like a couple of lunatics, which I love. The crowd seems to instantly take a liking to them as well and starts a “rock and roll” chant at one point. I’m not sure if they’ll be sticking around or not, but clearly they should.
Robert Gibson's either saying he loves us or telling us to steal a base.