One of The Greatest Confrontations of All Time Part 1
One of the Greatest Confrontations of All Time, Ricky ‘The Dragon’ Steamboat and his Vendetta for ‘Macho Man’ Part 1
It was about the Autumn season a long time ago, and I happened to be home on a Saturday afternoon and was watching television. Tatang happened to drop by the place and we watched his favorite show…WWF Wrestling. I told him in tagalog, “ Tang, peke po yan. Manood na lang tayo ng baseball.” In which Tatang vehemently defended The WWF, “Lintek kang bata ka. Anong pinagsasabi mong peke. Kung fake yan e bakit nagdudugo ang mga tao.”
There was no need to argue with an old man. I would lose the battle. Being that it was too early to go out and play basketball or anything else, I sat down and watched WWF Wrestling with Tatang that day.
Back then televised matches composed of mismatches of big bulky favorites who would systematically destroy their smaller hapless no-name opponents. Then came the main event for the day. The challenger, from Honolulu, Hawaii…Ricky ‘The Dragon’ Steamboat. The guy looked Filipino and I was flabbergasted. I always thought the Steamboat guy was white. Then out came his opponent. Then WWF Intercontinental Champion, led to the ring by his lovely manager, Ms. Elizabeth, from Sarasota, Florida…’The Macho Man’ Randy Savage.
Ms. Elizabeth had to be the best looking female I had seen on television at the time exuding so much class. She had a stunning gown on, and what a body. The beautiful face... a complete foil for “The Macho Man”.
Both men were evenly built. Great conditioning allowed the two grapplers to go at it tooth and nail. What a match! The Dragon matched The Macho Man move for move. Lightning fast elbows to the face. Deep arm-drag takedowns.
Then both combatants took to the air. You thought the U.S. Air Force could fly? The Macho Man would leap from the top turnbuckle drop a double axe-handle on The Dragon's head, almost taking it off. Afterwhich, going for a pinfall cover. ONE! TWO! … and a kick out by The Dragon well beyond the two count, but closer to three!
You could feel the electricity in the air. You could cut it with a knife. Reverse knife-edge karate chops made both of their chest bright red from the repetitive move. Forearm smash!
Scientific moves were countered versus scientific move. The Macho Man went for a body slam, and The Dragon blocked it and rolled him up for a “small package” … and The Macho Man unbelievably kicked out.
Then came the deciding sequence. The referee was knocked down. Won’t you know it, it was Dave Hebner. Macho Man kicked Steamboat outside and raised him above the guard rails and dropped him next first in the metal railings. The Dragon hurt clutching his throat was gasping for air. Macho Man then placed Ricky Steamboat on the guard railing with the neck exposed downward to the metal railing, climbed the top turnbuckle and about 25 feet into the air…LANDED on The Dragon crushing his larynx.
He wasn’t through yet. Macho Man send The Dragon back in the ring and grabbed the time-keeper’s steel bell. He climbed the top turnbuckle again and about eighteen feet in the air DROPPED the steel time keeper’s bell right on The Dragon’s throat. He didn’t just drop it. He friggin drove it into his throat.
The medical crew came in and boy The Dragon was grasping for air. They had to get him out of the ring in a stretcher.
Macho Man ended his opponent’s career, the number one contender. Until March of the following year. That story next time.
It was about the Autumn season a long time ago, and I happened to be home on a Saturday afternoon and was watching television. Tatang happened to drop by the place and we watched his favorite show…WWF Wrestling. I told him in tagalog, “ Tang, peke po yan. Manood na lang tayo ng baseball.” In which Tatang vehemently defended The WWF, “Lintek kang bata ka. Anong pinagsasabi mong peke. Kung fake yan e bakit nagdudugo ang mga tao.”
There was no need to argue with an old man. I would lose the battle. Being that it was too early to go out and play basketball or anything else, I sat down and watched WWF Wrestling with Tatang that day.
Back then televised matches composed of mismatches of big bulky favorites who would systematically destroy their smaller hapless no-name opponents. Then came the main event for the day. The challenger, from Honolulu, Hawaii…Ricky ‘The Dragon’ Steamboat. The guy looked Filipino and I was flabbergasted. I always thought the Steamboat guy was white. Then out came his opponent. Then WWF Intercontinental Champion, led to the ring by his lovely manager, Ms. Elizabeth, from Sarasota, Florida…’The Macho Man’ Randy Savage.
Ms. Elizabeth had to be the best looking female I had seen on television at the time exuding so much class. She had a stunning gown on, and what a body. The beautiful face... a complete foil for “The Macho Man”.
Both men were evenly built. Great conditioning allowed the two grapplers to go at it tooth and nail. What a match! The Dragon matched The Macho Man move for move. Lightning fast elbows to the face. Deep arm-drag takedowns.
Then both combatants took to the air. You thought the U.S. Air Force could fly? The Macho Man would leap from the top turnbuckle drop a double axe-handle on The Dragon's head, almost taking it off. Afterwhich, going for a pinfall cover. ONE! TWO! … and a kick out by The Dragon well beyond the two count, but closer to three!
You could feel the electricity in the air. You could cut it with a knife. Reverse knife-edge karate chops made both of their chest bright red from the repetitive move. Forearm smash!
Scientific moves were countered versus scientific move. The Macho Man went for a body slam, and The Dragon blocked it and rolled him up for a “small package” … and The Macho Man unbelievably kicked out.
Then came the deciding sequence. The referee was knocked down. Won’t you know it, it was Dave Hebner. Macho Man kicked Steamboat outside and raised him above the guard rails and dropped him next first in the metal railings. The Dragon hurt clutching his throat was gasping for air. Macho Man then placed Ricky Steamboat on the guard railing with the neck exposed downward to the metal railing, climbed the top turnbuckle and about 25 feet into the air…LANDED on The Dragon crushing his larynx.
He wasn’t through yet. Macho Man send The Dragon back in the ring and grabbed the time-keeper’s steel bell. He climbed the top turnbuckle again and about eighteen feet in the air DROPPED the steel time keeper’s bell right on The Dragon’s throat. He didn’t just drop it. He friggin drove it into his throat.
The medical crew came in and boy The Dragon was grasping for air. They had to get him out of the ring in a stretcher.
Macho Man ended his opponent’s career, the number one contender. Until March of the following year. That story next time.
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