One MIND-BLOWING Secret From Every Year Of WCW History
9. 1993 | We Were Spared THE Worst Thing Ever
Or the best. It depends on your appetite for rancid, steaming sh*t.
The 1993 Beach Blast mini-movie was one of the best worst things ever loosely produced under the banner of professional wrestling. Vader and Sid decided to crash a mysterious island on which Sting and the British Bulldog were partying with a bunch of kids. (Various rich elites were presumably just out of shot.) The babyfaces were offered a ticket to leave the island and forfeit the upcoming match at the Beach Blast pay-per-view, which they refused, but the dastardly heels had a back-up plan: a little person had planted a bomb on their speedboat.
Sting and the Bulldog survived the explosion and heroically won the match, which was actually one of Sid’s best efforts - but nobody remembers that. It’s difficult to look past the mini-movie - and Bulldog’s performance in particular. Davey Boy was quite possibly the worst actor of all-time, with his peculiar inability to stitch together the easiest lines of dialogue imaginable. “What do you think they mean… by that,” Davey said, when the heels alluded to their explosive plan. Davey Boy was so stilted that it was as if he was relearning how to talk after a catastrophic head injury - but you could at least determine what he was saying, automatically making him a better choice than the Stinger’s originally discussed partner: the Ultimate Warrior!
The Warrior had just headlined a very successful tour of Germany for World Wrestling Superstars, which was basically a cash-grab using every name WWF wrestler who was recently out of work. Warrior was ring-ready. Well, he never was in his life, but you get the idea, and according to the May 17 Wrestling Observer Newsletter, he was in talks to reform the Blade Runners in WCW until the negotiations fell through. Apparently, Warrior had received a lucrative offer to do another tour, this time in Southeast Asia.
That never happened, either, and Warrior did not resurface until 1995, when he went over the Honky Tonk Man on a Las Vegas indie.