I thought this was acceptable. They're re-visiting an old 1950's concept with the "International Club of Heroes"-- a buncha' foreign heroes similar to Batman and Robin. Right now, they're being played up as comic relief (including a guy named "Wingman" who claims to have invented the Batman concept), so next issue will be key, as that's presumably when they'll flesh these losers out. Seems like a tough challenge to take the 50's/60's cheese and make it relevant, or at least in continuity.
Right now I'm liking this, even if the plot is a complete rip-off of old mystery movies (a mysterious figure appears via radio, tv or letter and says something like: "I've invited all you gentleman here to my mansion. Now, prepare to explore my house and be hunted!"). Or, if you remember the "Seven Little Superheroes" episode of "Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends"--it's like that. Or, to prove that I didn't waste all my time in high school doodling in the margins and thinking about which cheerleader I'd jerk off to: it's like Agatha Christie's "And Then There Were None".
Oh, here's the aforementioned Spidey episode:
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Friday, August 3, 2007
Leading the AL West in CPS
After two days at Comic-Con, I went up to Anaheim and saw an Angels game. It was a Sunday night stinker, with the Angels blowing out the Detroit Tigers 13-4. Tigers starter Jeremy Bonderman gave up something like 10 earnies in less than 3 innings. The sun was blasting my seat out in right field, so it wasn't until about the 5th inning that the shadows moved in and I was able to pick up the ball.
I thought it was amusing that the Angels retired numbers are displayed on a bathroom wall in the right field concourse. I figured Bobby Grich would've been one of the retirees, but they had Nolan Ryan, Rod Carew, Gene Autry, Jimmie Reese, Jim Fregosi and Jackie Robinson. I like the local "Ring of Fame" or retired numbers, since they usually honor someone who is virtually unknown to visiting fan. I had never heard of Jimmie Reese until Sunday night. The Angels' official website has this to say about Reese:
During his 23 years, he built a reputation for being the most prolific fungo hitter in baseball.
Well there ya' go.
Angel Stadium also leads the league in the all-important CPS category. That's "Cleavage Per Seat". They've passed Oakland A's spring training games for having the hottest female fans per square foot. A little odd, since it was "Kids' Night" and the place was full of hot broads in their 20's, walking around, showing off the goods. Even during a 13-4 laugher, there's still something to see in Angel Stadium.
The Angels have been doing quite well since Mike Scioscia took over in 2001, but if they ever begin to falter and attendance starts to lag, some savvy marketing would save them. All they have to do is make their traditional nickname more prominent: The Halos. They could market themselves as "HALOs: Baseball Evolved".
Another thing I learned at Comic-Con is that video games are extremely popular. I'll bet that "Halo Guy" is probably more well-known and popular among males 16-30 than "Vladimir Guerrero". The Angels would have to modify their uniforms a bit, but it'd be a huge merchandising cash cow for them.
I thought it was amusing that the Angels retired numbers are displayed on a bathroom wall in the right field concourse. I figured Bobby Grich would've been one of the retirees, but they had Nolan Ryan, Rod Carew, Gene Autry, Jimmie Reese, Jim Fregosi and Jackie Robinson. I like the local "Ring of Fame" or retired numbers, since they usually honor someone who is virtually unknown to visiting fan. I had never heard of Jimmie Reese until Sunday night. The Angels' official website has this to say about Reese:
During his 23 years, he built a reputation for being the most prolific fungo hitter in baseball.
Well there ya' go.
Angel Stadium also leads the league in the all-important CPS category. That's "Cleavage Per Seat". They've passed Oakland A's spring training games for having the hottest female fans per square foot. A little odd, since it was "Kids' Night" and the place was full of hot broads in their 20's, walking around, showing off the goods. Even during a 13-4 laugher, there's still something to see in Angel Stadium.
The Angels have been doing quite well since Mike Scioscia took over in 2001, but if they ever begin to falter and attendance starts to lag, some savvy marketing would save them. All they have to do is make their traditional nickname more prominent: The Halos. They could market themselves as "HALOs: Baseball Evolved".Another thing I learned at Comic-Con is that video games are extremely popular. I'll bet that "Halo Guy" is probably more well-known and popular among males 16-30 than "Vladimir Guerrero". The Angels would have to modify their uniforms a bit, but it'd be a huge merchandising cash cow for them.
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
38th Annual Black T-Shirt Convention (San Diego Comic Con)
I know...you've all been so damn concerned about where I've been (I know who all THREE of you are). From last Thursday to Monday I was out in California to see the San Diego Comic Con. I really hate using the term "Con" for anything, but it's a widely used term out there. Say "Comic Con" and all the locals know what you're talking about.
If you've been reading Da' Board, you might have read some of my ramblings. I threw some pictures and stuff up there, but here's some more for you lazy clickers:
--If you ever go to Comic Con, don't try to act "normal" or "cool". The Convention Center is about six square city blocks of geeks and all things geeky. Don't worry about being embarrassed by going. You're there. Enjoy it. I'm pretty sure that the shirtless scrawny guy dressed up like a video game character is feeling more vulnerable than you.
--It's the one weekend of the year where comic professionals get to feel like rockstars. Imagine the broads who leaked in their pants over the Beatles, circa 1962 and you'll get the vibe. I don't follow creators, just characters.... so the idea of waiting in line for an hour to get a shitty promo poster signed by the writer of Teen Titans didn't appeal to me.
--I got three custom sketches of Green Arrow by 3 different artists. Didn't wait more than 5 minutes for each. My first choice of subject was, obviously, Ace the Bat-Hound, the namesake of my pooch. But they all had no idea who I was talking about. So I went with GA....but they still weren't sure how to draw him. One guy (I think he was Rod Reis) seemed to have a real struggle with Green Arrow. So he drew a basic character head, scribbled a goatee and some backpack arrows on it. Weak. I haven't seriously attempted any figure or superhero drawing since about 1996, but watching them up-close inspired me a little bit.
--I was a little disappointed that most seminars/ presentations /dog n' pony shows would run small trailers for their movie. Stuff like that I could've waited to watch on YouTube in a week. Example: I was in line for Rob Zombie's new "Halloween" movie, but became bummed when it was just a trailer. Zombie himself came out and babbled for a little bit, afterwards. In that regard, it was kinda' cool to think "Hey, I just saw Rob Zombie pump up his new movie".
--However, I did manage to see full showings of the new "Doctor Strange" animated movie and the new "Bionic Woman" pilot. I enjoyed "Strange", but "Bionic Woman" was a little tough for me to digest. It's apparently done by the crew of the "Battlestar Galactica" remake and featured several cast members from that show. I don't know the actors' names, so I called them: "Chick Who Plays Starbuck", "Guy Who Plays Chief" and "Guy Who Plays Baltar's Lawyer". Whenever one would show up on screen, fans in the audience would immediately whooping and holler.
--Coincedentally, I saw "Guy Who Plays Chief" in some booth on the main floor. He was wearing an Anthrax "I am the Law" Judge Dredd shirt, so I thought I'd drop in and maybe get his autograph for my big bro. But...he would only sign autographs on crappy action figures being sold by that company. Oh well. Overall, the autograph thing was creepy. A lot of c-level "celebrities" selling stuff. I felt bad for some of them. Mostly Virgil (yes, THAT Virgil) and someone named Crystal Allen, who apparently played a Green Chick on a Star Trek episode. Marc Singer (Beastmaster) was there and he was hella' creepy.
--Best seminar I attended was "Quick Draw", hosted by Mark Evanier. It was a bit like "Whose Line is it Anyway" with three artists: Sergio Aragones (GROO), Scott Shaw (Capt. Carrot and POST cereal) and some other guy who I forget (stuff I forget). Evanier would present a question or gag and each of the artists would draw their answer to it, on a big screen. Funny stuff. Final gag was "smarter than George W. Bush". The other guys drew a dunce and Alfred E. Neuman. Sergio drew a simple two-celled amoeba. Anything Evanier hosts is worth checking out. He's very knowledgeable about pop culture and comics and is quite witty.
--If you do, don't expect to find good deals on comics. Last time I attended Comic Con was in 1995. It was about 85% comics. Now it's maybe 25% comics. You can still find dealers, but the majority of the crowd is there for the Hollywood, video game and TV stuff. Spike TV, Best Buy, Paramount, Capcom and Sony kinda' crowd out "Joe's Comic Barn". I bought maybe 8 comics, total.
--Nothing's really "free" anymore. At Marvel's booth, you had to fill out a survey, sign up for their mailing list and get your badge punched to receive ONE promo comic. I don't want to sound like an Old Man, but in '95 I could walk into any booth and come away with 10 free comics. This year, everybody was selling stuff. 25 bucks seemed to be the going rate for anything. Even promo posters were for sale, or else you'd get one free after a long wait in line. I get tons of free promo crap every week for all kinds of stuff (t-shirts, posters, hats, preview DVDs, you name it). So I guess I was numb at the chance to get some "free" advertising material.
-- Cool purchase: bought Usagi Yojimbo #1 from Stan Sakai himself, for the very reasonable price of five bucks. Also found Avengers #66 for the over-priced tag of 14 bucks. I took it over to Roy Thomas, who was signing stuff at the Alter Ego booth. Thomas seemed like he could ramble on all day about old comics. Good for him.
--LOTS of tourists go for the Hollywood stuff and to get free crap. That's good, since it spreads awareness of comic crap to the public.... but rather sad because nobody knows who Clint Barton or Piotr Rasputin are. They're there to see Gwyneth Paltrow or Robert Downey Jr (by the way, I was jazzed about Marvel Studios' "Iron Man" and "Incredible Hulk" preview session)
--You know what the best part was? The people. I'd be waiting for something and start talking to the people around me. Think of the "single serving friend" from Fight Club. Met all kinds of interesting peeps. Just bullshittin', cracking jokes and telling stories. I'm usually a rather shy guy, but the entire trip I was talking to everyone. I met a graphic designer from New Zealand, a psychic medium, an MST junkie from Minneapolis, a wrestling fan from LA...all sorts of people. When I think back on this trip, that's what I'll remember most.
--All in all, it's a good time to be a nerd.
If you've been reading Da' Board, you might have read some of my ramblings. I threw some pictures and stuff up there, but here's some more for you lazy clickers:
--If you ever go to Comic Con, don't try to act "normal" or "cool". The Convention Center is about six square city blocks of geeks and all things geeky. Don't worry about being embarrassed by going. You're there. Enjoy it. I'm pretty sure that the shirtless scrawny guy dressed up like a video game character is feeling more vulnerable than you.
--It's the one weekend of the year where comic professionals get to feel like rockstars. Imagine the broads who leaked in their pants over the Beatles, circa 1962 and you'll get the vibe. I don't follow creators, just characters.... so the idea of waiting in line for an hour to get a shitty promo poster signed by the writer of Teen Titans didn't appeal to me.
--I got three custom sketches of Green Arrow by 3 different artists. Didn't wait more than 5 minutes for each. My first choice of subject was, obviously, Ace the Bat-Hound, the namesake of my pooch. But they all had no idea who I was talking about. So I went with GA....but they still weren't sure how to draw him. One guy (I think he was Rod Reis) seemed to have a real struggle with Green Arrow. So he drew a basic character head, scribbled a goatee and some backpack arrows on it. Weak. I haven't seriously attempted any figure or superhero drawing since about 1996, but watching them up-close inspired me a little bit.
--I was a little disappointed that most seminars/ presentations /dog n' pony shows would run small trailers for their movie. Stuff like that I could've waited to watch on YouTube in a week. Example: I was in line for Rob Zombie's new "Halloween" movie, but became bummed when it was just a trailer. Zombie himself came out and babbled for a little bit, afterwards. In that regard, it was kinda' cool to think "Hey, I just saw Rob Zombie pump up his new movie".
--However, I did manage to see full showings of the new "Doctor Strange" animated movie and the new "Bionic Woman" pilot. I enjoyed "Strange", but "Bionic Woman" was a little tough for me to digest. It's apparently done by the crew of the "Battlestar Galactica" remake and featured several cast members from that show. I don't know the actors' names, so I called them: "Chick Who Plays Starbuck", "Guy Who Plays Chief" and "Guy Who Plays Baltar's Lawyer". Whenever one would show up on screen, fans in the audience would immediately whooping and holler.
--Coincedentally, I saw "Guy Who Plays Chief" in some booth on the main floor. He was wearing an Anthrax "I am the Law" Judge Dredd shirt, so I thought I'd drop in and maybe get his autograph for my big bro. But...he would only sign autographs on crappy action figures being sold by that company. Oh well. Overall, the autograph thing was creepy. A lot of c-level "celebrities" selling stuff. I felt bad for some of them. Mostly Virgil (yes, THAT Virgil) and someone named Crystal Allen, who apparently played a Green Chick on a Star Trek episode. Marc Singer (Beastmaster) was there and he was hella' creepy.
--Best seminar I attended was "Quick Draw", hosted by Mark Evanier. It was a bit like "Whose Line is it Anyway" with three artists: Sergio Aragones (GROO), Scott Shaw (Capt. Carrot and POST cereal) and some other guy who I forget (stuff I forget). Evanier would present a question or gag and each of the artists would draw their answer to it, on a big screen. Funny stuff. Final gag was "smarter than George W. Bush". The other guys drew a dunce and Alfred E. Neuman. Sergio drew a simple two-celled amoeba. Anything Evanier hosts is worth checking out. He's very knowledgeable about pop culture and comics and is quite witty.
--If you do, don't expect to find good deals on comics. Last time I attended Comic Con was in 1995. It was about 85% comics. Now it's maybe 25% comics. You can still find dealers, but the majority of the crowd is there for the Hollywood, video game and TV stuff. Spike TV, Best Buy, Paramount, Capcom and Sony kinda' crowd out "Joe's Comic Barn". I bought maybe 8 comics, total.
--Nothing's really "free" anymore. At Marvel's booth, you had to fill out a survey, sign up for their mailing list and get your badge punched to receive ONE promo comic. I don't want to sound like an Old Man, but in '95 I could walk into any booth and come away with 10 free comics. This year, everybody was selling stuff. 25 bucks seemed to be the going rate for anything. Even promo posters were for sale, or else you'd get one free after a long wait in line. I get tons of free promo crap every week for all kinds of stuff (t-shirts, posters, hats, preview DVDs, you name it). So I guess I was numb at the chance to get some "free" advertising material.
-- Cool purchase: bought Usagi Yojimbo #1 from Stan Sakai himself, for the very reasonable price of five bucks. Also found Avengers #66 for the over-priced tag of 14 bucks. I took it over to Roy Thomas, who was signing stuff at the Alter Ego booth. Thomas seemed like he could ramble on all day about old comics. Good for him.
--LOTS of tourists go for the Hollywood stuff and to get free crap. That's good, since it spreads awareness of comic crap to the public.... but rather sad because nobody knows who Clint Barton or Piotr Rasputin are. They're there to see Gwyneth Paltrow or Robert Downey Jr (by the way, I was jazzed about Marvel Studios' "Iron Man" and "Incredible Hulk" preview session)
--You know what the best part was? The people. I'd be waiting for something and start talking to the people around me. Think of the "single serving friend" from Fight Club. Met all kinds of interesting peeps. Just bullshittin', cracking jokes and telling stories. I'm usually a rather shy guy, but the entire trip I was talking to everyone. I met a graphic designer from New Zealand, a psychic medium, an MST junkie from Minneapolis, a wrestling fan from LA...all sorts of people. When I think back on this trip, that's what I'll remember most.
--All in all, it's a good time to be a nerd.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Sonic Boom?
I'm a big fast food fan. Coast-to-coast, border-to-border, around the world, I know I can walk into a Wendy's and order the #4 Big bacon Classic Combo. And I'm good.
Burger King, Carl's Jr, Chick-Fil-A, Steak Escape--- hell, even KFC and Taco Bell--- are haunts that I frequent. I'll even eat at Checkers or Hardee's when I'm on vacation. But I don't get Sonic at all.
That's the one fast-food joint I've been to where I've never been able to finish a meal. Seriously, their stuff is fucking gross. I gave 'em a chance about two years ago and ordered some fancy-dan burger for lunch. Ended up up-chucking it into the garbage can. Embarassing. For both Sonic and me. My Stomach of Adamantium has tolerated just about everything. Except for Sonic.
But everybody else seems to love Sonic. We'll be cruising along, pass a Sonic and someone will excitedly say" "ooo! Sonic! Let's go there!" People who rag on me for my Burger King love are mysteriously drawn to Sonic.
So I'll pull in and see $3 hotdog platters on their menu. Plus tater tots with chili on 'em. And milkshakes in styrofoam cups. The mere mention (plus the included PICTURE) of said items sends me to the little boy's room, searching for the porcelain altar. I mean-- Tater Tots? Sonic must be single-handedly keeping Ore Ida in business. I've had a jones for some good ol' fast food french fries or onion rings at times. But I've never gotten a telegram from my tummy saying: "Hey E, how'bout we go out and get me some fuckin' tater tots!! Mmm mmm mmm!"
I like Sonic's commercials. Two guys sitting in a car. One guy says "whoa, this is a good burger! I'm gonna' tell all my friends about this!". The other guy says: "umm...I think you just did". That's hella' funny.
I like the setting and gimmick of Sonic. Pull into this quirky looking joint, then order at your window and eat in your car, like a 50's burger shop. That's cool.
But the food? Fuckin' awful. I just don't get it.
Burger King, Carl's Jr, Chick-Fil-A, Steak Escape--- hell, even KFC and Taco Bell--- are haunts that I frequent. I'll even eat at Checkers or Hardee's when I'm on vacation. But I don't get Sonic at all.
That's the one fast-food joint I've been to where I've never been able to finish a meal. Seriously, their stuff is fucking gross. I gave 'em a chance about two years ago and ordered some fancy-dan burger for lunch. Ended up up-chucking it into the garbage can. Embarassing. For both Sonic and me. My Stomach of Adamantium has tolerated just about everything. Except for Sonic.
But everybody else seems to love Sonic. We'll be cruising along, pass a Sonic and someone will excitedly say" "ooo! Sonic! Let's go there!" People who rag on me for my Burger King love are mysteriously drawn to Sonic.
So I'll pull in and see $3 hotdog platters on their menu. Plus tater tots with chili on 'em. And milkshakes in styrofoam cups. The mere mention (plus the included PICTURE) of said items sends me to the little boy's room, searching for the porcelain altar. I mean-- Tater Tots? Sonic must be single-handedly keeping Ore Ida in business. I've had a jones for some good ol' fast food french fries or onion rings at times. But I've never gotten a telegram from my tummy saying: "Hey E, how'bout we go out and get me some fuckin' tater tots!! Mmm mmm mmm!"
I like Sonic's commercials. Two guys sitting in a car. One guy says "whoa, this is a good burger! I'm gonna' tell all my friends about this!". The other guy says: "umm...I think you just did". That's hella' funny.
I like the setting and gimmick of Sonic. Pull into this quirky looking joint, then order at your window and eat in your car, like a 50's burger shop. That's cool.
But the food? Fuckin' awful. I just don't get it.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Seemed like a good idea at the time...
About a month ago my mouse died. The computer kind, not the rodent kind. I strolled through the electronics stores and couldn't find a typical $5 old school mouse, so I went ahead and purchased a cordless optical type. I figured that'd be a slight upgrade and one less wire on my cluttered desk.
The friggin' thing eats batteries at an insane pace. It ran 18 bucks and I've already spent 8 bucks on double A batteries. I haven't blown through batteries at this rate since I used my Walkman on my newspaper route in eighth grade.
I'm not certain that this is "good technololgy". A wireless mouse is a spiffy idea, but becoming reliant on batteries is an enormous deterrent. I'd like to see the roller in the mouse generate power as it moves. Like those "crank 'em up" flashlights they sell as impulse-buys at retail stores. So I'm sure someplace like Sharper Image or Brookstone has such an animal. Retailing for 84.95, natually.
The friggin' thing eats batteries at an insane pace. It ran 18 bucks and I've already spent 8 bucks on double A batteries. I haven't blown through batteries at this rate since I used my Walkman on my newspaper route in eighth grade.
I'm not certain that this is "good technololgy". A wireless mouse is a spiffy idea, but becoming reliant on batteries is an enormous deterrent. I'd like to see the roller in the mouse generate power as it moves. Like those "crank 'em up" flashlights they sell as impulse-buys at retail stores. So I'm sure someplace like Sharper Image or Brookstone has such an animal. Retailing for 84.95, natually.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer
| Okay, so it's very easy to make fun of this movie. It's just not... what're the words?--very good. This reminds me of the FOX Marvel TV movies that were around in the late 90's. Generation X, Nick Fury and whatever else they did. Felt more like an episode of a syndicated FF TV series than an actual movie. Two things I found silly: 1-- in ALL movies, the alien invaders always make sure to fly past scenic landmarks of the world. Like, the pyramids, the Washington Monument or the Great Wall of China. So I guess all aliens are really tourists at heart. "Zeb, destroy the earth!" "Well, before we do, let's cruise by the scenic sights and snap a few pictures". 2-- This is scraping, sure. But it seems goofy to title it "RISE" of the Silver Surfer. He's flying in from outer space, so he's not really rising from anything. I imagine the marketing department sat around and that was the best they could come up with. I mean, "the Coming of the Silver Surfer" would've been closer to the comics, but you know that name wouldn't fly at all. The FF, to me, have never been straight-up superheroes. They're more like "Lost in Space" or the 1970's "GI Joe Adventure Team". So alot of online fanboys are slamming this movie because it lacks depth, meaning, symbolism, etc. C'mon...it's the frickin' Fantastic Four, not Citizen Kane. The FF has always been stupid and this movie is, expectedly, stupid. Minor spoilers: Galactus is never shown (a 30 foot tall purple n' pink Shogun Warrior wouldn't seem too menacing to the non-fanboy movie audiecne), Jessica Alba wears wayyy too much makeup and while Dr. Doom's characterization is correct (think: "If there is power to be had, DOOM must have it!!"), his personality is still goofy (example, he says: "oooh..that's nice" when testing out new powers). Johnny Storm seems to get alot of screentime and there's even a new version of Frankie Raye. It's okay for 90 minutes...basically like watching a cartoon. Don't expect much and you'll be okay. |
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
TNT December 12, 1985
Tuesday Night Titans (TNT) is something I'd recap more often, if the show's formula wasn't always the same. But I liked last week's episode on WWE 24/7. Main reason: Magnificent Muraco.
He gets better everytime I see him. If he was around today, he'd be over, huge, me thinks.
I liked how he was introducing the cast of "Fuji Chan"...and completely skipped over and no-sold Mel Phillips, deliberately. Muraco had a great egotistical/arrogant slant to his character and his promos are usually decent.
Four matches are seeded throughout the talk show segments. Scott McGhee pins Les Thornton, Hercules Hernandez beats Mario Mancini, Magnificent Muraco pins a jobber in a JIP match, plus Fabulous Moolah (wrestling as "The Spider Lady") pins WWF Women's Champion, Wendi Richter to win the title. Controversial bout, as Richter's shoulders didn't appear to be down. Rumor is that the WWF screwed Richter out of the title, similar to the way they did with Bret Hart in 1997. Richter's post-match antics add to this: she tries to "attack" Moolah, but Moolah suddenly begins no-selling and walks away. Richter then acts all pissy and tries to grab the belt back from the ref and Moolah.
The Herc match may have been one of his first TV appearances in the WWF. His in-studio segment is kinda' sloppy. Fred Blassie accompanies him as his manager and does most of the talking. Blassie calls Herc a "Latin" and goes into a rambling mode about how he discovered him in Mexico, beating up people. Vince and Herc both seem to be cracking up while Blassie is ranting. Blassie didn't have the funny zingers like Bobby Heenan did, but his delivery always came off as humorous.
Oh yeah, was there some connection between Moolah and Fred Blassie? They always seem super-friendly with each other whenever they're on-screen. In this show, Blassie plants a big smooch on Moolah, then has his arm around her while they're sitting on the TNT couch for the rest of the show. It's prefectly understandable that they'd be good platonic buddies.. but did they ever get it on, back in the day?
He gets better everytime I see him. If he was around today, he'd be over, huge, me thinks.
I liked how he was introducing the cast of "Fuji Chan"...and completely skipped over and no-sold Mel Phillips, deliberately. Muraco had a great egotistical/arrogant slant to his character and his promos are usually decent.
Four matches are seeded throughout the talk show segments. Scott McGhee pins Les Thornton, Hercules Hernandez beats Mario Mancini, Magnificent Muraco pins a jobber in a JIP match, plus Fabulous Moolah (wrestling as "The Spider Lady") pins WWF Women's Champion, Wendi Richter to win the title. Controversial bout, as Richter's shoulders didn't appear to be down. Rumor is that the WWF screwed Richter out of the title, similar to the way they did with Bret Hart in 1997. Richter's post-match antics add to this: she tries to "attack" Moolah, but Moolah suddenly begins no-selling and walks away. Richter then acts all pissy and tries to grab the belt back from the ref and Moolah.
The Herc match may have been one of his first TV appearances in the WWF. His in-studio segment is kinda' sloppy. Fred Blassie accompanies him as his manager and does most of the talking. Blassie calls Herc a "Latin" and goes into a rambling mode about how he discovered him in Mexico, beating up people. Vince and Herc both seem to be cracking up while Blassie is ranting. Blassie didn't have the funny zingers like Bobby Heenan did, but his delivery always came off as humorous.
Oh yeah, was there some connection between Moolah and Fred Blassie? They always seem super-friendly with each other whenever they're on-screen. In this show, Blassie plants a big smooch on Moolah, then has his arm around her while they're sitting on the TNT couch for the rest of the show. It's prefectly understandable that they'd be good platonic buddies.. but did they ever get it on, back in the day?
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