I went to the Extreme Reunion tonight. I'll start off by telling you about Sabu, in case you don't follow TMZ. Shane Douglas came out before the main event, in which he was supposed to face Sabu. He told the crowd that Sabu was found unresponsive in his hotel room, and that he was at the hospital. He said they had been contacted by TMZ for info, but they didn't have any. My opinion: If dude was MIA all day, and then found unresponsive in his hotel room, dude was dead int he hotel room, but they gotta find family and tell them, before they can tell the press. I don't know shit, and I hope he's ok (they said it was an allergic reaction to medication) but that is my guess.

Before the show started, they did a video tribute to all the fallen guys and girls that wrestled in ECW. No Benoit. Eddie Guerrero got the loudest pop.

People had little kids there. A fucking 3 year old shouldn't have been there. You shouldn't bring little kids anywhere that multiple "YOU SUCK DICK" chants are going to break out and Joel Gertner is going to cut a promo. There were enough lil kids in the joint that they shoulda had a corner penned off for them. One drunk a couple rows behind me was there with like a 3y/o and a 7 y/o and swearing up a storm.

Jerry Lynn/Devon Storm was the best match of the night. It was supposed to be Lynn/Justin Credible, who was there earlier. No reason was given for the switch. Storm got busted up pretty bad, like between the forehead and temple, he was bleeding like a pig. I think it happened during a spot where Storm set up a section of guard rail on the ring and the rail, then Jerry wound up suplexing him on it 5 minutes later. After the match, Jerry thanked the fans that made ECW great and said he was retiring at the end of the year. The "YOU STILL GOT IT" chant that broke out was touching.

Balls/Axl was a pretty good match, chair shots, weapons and blood. Al Snow/CW Anderson wasn't, arm locks, head locks, and way too many cheap pops using the head, before, during and after the match.

New Jack and Mustafa didn't really have a match. Some dude that was in the Baldies came out and cut a promo that they interrupted. They beat the shit outta him. Jack had some Wolverine type brass knuckle knives he cut the dude's head with. Then some local tag team came out, and scrumbled with them to the back.


Raven was supposed to wrestle Pit Bull 1. He brought out 3 dudes that jumped the Pitbull and beat him down, while Raven yapped into the mic. Then the Sandman came out and spent 10 minutes drinking his way through the crowd before fuckin suckas up w/ the kendo stick.

He even caned the handicapped guy Raven brought into the ring. Dude had to be fireman's carried to the ring and rolled in. Then he had to be leaned up against the ropes and use a cane to stay vertical. When they were beating the Pitbull down in the corner, one of Raven's henchman THREW the handicapped guy down on him. Handy man was wearing a "Limpin Aint Easy" shirt. If I was betting, I'd say the guy had CP.

2 Cold Scorpio took Sabu's place in the main event. Him and Shane beat the shit out of each other. Shane may be to fat to take his shirt off, be he can still put on a good slobber knocker. They fought right past me up into the bleachers. While they were scrumbling their way to the top and down and back up again, I had to hold the ref from falling off once or twice. I think Shane busted his nose, because he was bleeding like a bastard from his nose and mouth. Dude came out with a mask on, to do a double cross run in, wound up hitting Shane in the grill with an elbow. Took the mask off and it was Kevin Sullivan. Some other guy did a run in at the end, but I go no clue who. Got some nice video of Shane getting kicked in the face, when they were on the floor a foot a way from me. I'm going to have to buy the DVD, to see what I look like on TV. If the camera adds 10 pounds, its going to look like I ate a lot of cameras.

After the show, my buddy and I hit a diner, on our way to the casino. White guy and a black guy get seated right behind me. As I sat side ways in the booth, I saw the guy had tattoos on the back of his neck and was wearing a skull cap or something like that. When I see them coming back from the salad bar, I think its New Jack. They sit down and the black guy says to his friend, "I heard Shane got legit hurt."

I open my yap, and say, "He was bleeding from the mouth pretty bad..." was gonna say that he probably broke his nose, but:

New Jack turns to me, looks me dead in the eyes, and says, "WHO...are you?"

"Just some asshole that was at the show, man."

"Well, I was talking to HIM," as he points at his friend, but looking directly at me.

"Sorry man," and I turned around.

My buddy gets back from taking a leak and we get back to bullshitting. After a few minutes, I hear New Jack say, "Hey man, what's your name?" as he puts out his hand. I turn side ways again, tell him my name, and shake his hand, "I'm sorry I bit your head off." He went on to say he was in a bad mood, and vaguely why. I said "that's ok. I understand. I got no problems. Shit happens."

About 10-15 minutes after that he comes to my booth with 2 DVDs. Said he wanted to apologize again. He musta went to his car and got me the 2 DVDs of his. He autographed one. As I picked them up, I said, "Holy shit! Thanks man. Is one of them your YouShoot, I've seen clips of it." He told me one of them was his latest shoot, where he talks about Teri Runnels. I told him he didn't have to do that, but thanks. Later, when my buddy and I got up to leave, I turned, held up the DVDs, and thanked him again.

Then I went and lost $140 at the casino.

I got a cool pic of me and the Sandman at the show. Cost $10, but worth it. During the intermission, a bunch of the boys were hanging out at the back of the crowd.

There was a really hot midget sitting about 10' from us. I texted my buddy that we should grab her, throw her in the trash can, and run outta there with her. He must not be into midgets, so all he did was laugh. She didn't have the normal midget face. It was like a cute face, stretched over a midget's wonky head.

Oh, and they brought some stripper into the ring for some filler. I went out to have a cigarette. Well there was a hot attention whore Asian chick in like the 3rd row, that stood up on her chair and flashed her tits to the crowd. I missed it frown When she walked by us later, my buddy told her that her tits were really nice, and she thanked him.

I couldn't find the charger for my digital camera, so I had to rock the cell phone camera, not so good. The way the lights were set up, the friggin thing went to low light mode, and the ring lights made a big blob in the middle of the pics. Here's one of New Jack though, going to the top rope.



One of the Armory, before the event started.



Blue Meany. Him and Stevie Richards put on a decent match w/ the FBI. Lil Guido and him did a thumb wrestling spot that got a good laugh from the crowd. Ref was on the mat trying to get the three count, and they were kicking out.



My buddy got this pic of Balls, after his match, thumb tack still in his arm. They busted out some cheese graters during their match too. Cheese grater will fuck your ass up.



The place was fucking packed. They were selling standing room at the door for $20. I'm not a good judge of crowds (1000-2000, I don't know) but they made fucking money, and the DVD sales will probably be good. They are already selling tickets to their next show, June 30. Earlier in the night I heard they are trying to build it into a regular thing. If so, I hope Kevin Sullivan is around to book, and not just a one off.

Every time I re-read this mess, to edit out my fuck ups, I remember something else. Unfortunately I have another memory that is haunting me. The 400 pound dude that sat in front of us had a BO thing going on. Like feet, dookie and sweat. I was tempted to go get some buffalo wings, just to rub some of the sauce in to my mustache, and block it out. I can still kinda smell him.
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