10 Most Brutal Acts Of Wrestling Revenge
2. In Which It All Blows Up In The Dynamite Kid's Face
Jacques Rougeau was fed up taking Dynamite Kid's sh*t. All he liked to listen to was Barry Manilow.
Dynamite Kid was as much of an IRL a*shole as he was a phenomenal professional wrestler; though his style has since been co-opted and mutated and advanced, it's difficult to state that no man has since bettered it, exactly. Those early '80s masterpieces against the original Tiger Mask remain incredible and vivid. The sheer sound Kid made when he rattled the mat, often from an unprecedented distance, reverberates through time.
He was also a self-loathing POS.
The guy held a shotgun to his ex-wife's chin and told her that, one day, it would be loaded. This psychological and physical abuse almost drove Michelle to suicide, and when she finally confronted her husband - something that took the last embers of agency - he put her in holds that dislocated her jaw.
The big but hardly legit Jacques Rougeau, in 1988, felt the Bulldogs were a programme beneath his pushed, heel tandem. The ornery, nails-hard Kid perceived the Rougeaus as arrogant. Seeking to play mischief - on his first night in, hilariously - Curt Hennig swiped the Rougeaus' gear, knowing full well he had the perfect patsy to cover himself with. Hennig pulled another prank days later by cutting the Rougeaus' gear to ribbons. This, in addition to a cheap clip 'round the ear, finally compelled Jacques to stand up for himself. This was ill-advised; he was nowhere near as tough as the Kid, who struck him down with two punches before the fight was very quickly broken up. In an Indiana cafe, days later, Jacques - prepared by his tag team partner, brother, and amateur boxer Raymond - sought his revenge. An eye for an eye, a sucker punch for a sucker punch - Jacques used a roll of quarters to knock the Kid's four front teeth out.
As richly-deserved karmic rebalances go, this was Fabulous.