Diamond Dallas Page was just beginning to achieve the kind of success hed always dreamed of as a wrestler (as opposed to a manager) when he won the WCW television title. He wouldnt keep the belt for long, as he was scheduled to come off worst in a heated feud with Marc Johnny B. Badd Mero the following month at Halloween Havoc. The match itself was actually genuinely great. Badd and Page had excellent chemistry and were absolutely over with the crowd, wrestling the best match of the night. Its such a shame that the screwed-up finish didnt live up to the action that had come before, Pages muscle Max Muscle (yes, we know) interfering and accidentally costing Page the win. It wasnt the run-in itself, however, but the execution that was the problem. http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x2cv1ky_johnny-b-badd-max-muscle-botch-at-halloween-havoc-1995_sport Muscles chip shop clothesline wouldnt have troubled a sleepy five year old, let alone stunned Page long enough for Badd to pin him, but Page sold it like hed been kicked by a mule. As if that wasnt bad enough, Badds punch to Muscle knocking him off the apron was even worse, and Muscle reacted as though hed been hit by a foreign object. The crowd was visibly deflated: a match as good as that (especially on a card that was otherwise stinking out the building) deserved a better finish, and had the clothesline and the punch been genuine haymakers the crowd would have come unhinged. Two lousy, badly timed blows cost the bout and the performers half their heat.
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