I'm gonna log my experiences watching old episodes of WWE Raw along with the PPVs they accompanied. I will give my impressions of the show along the way. This is probably going to be very...disjointed, like I'm live Tweeting something.
FURRRST UP:
WWF Raw Episode 1, Jan 10, 1993. I was 9 years old at this point.
- Bobby Heenan being awesome right off the bat, not being allowed into the building being told he has been replaced. Who the fuck would want to replace Bobby Heenan? Who the hell is Rob Bartlett?
- Oh man, the old intro. The only version of this tune I remember is the SNES digitized version from the old game.
- Rob Bartlett looks like a fucking asshole, chewing gum like a prick. Macho is unintelligible. Pre-Mr. McMahon Vince is a thing I don't even remember.
- I forgot that Coco Beware and Owen Hart were a tag team. When the music hit I thought it was going to be Owen. RIP Yoko. Bartlett proves me right by doing nothing but making tasteless fat jokes about Yoko. He is audibly disgusted by him. CHOICE Bartlett line so far, "That is one big butted Oriental." CLASS. Macho Man makes no God damn sense. He just says random shit that has nothing to do with anything. I remember Yoko being better than this. He literally has done nothing but stand there while Coco bounces off of him and he's already holding the ropes like Andre the Giant followed by a bonzai drop. Squash match in every sense of the term.
- 90's hair ring girl. So 90's it makes my pants looser. Macho Man claims to have X-Ray vision.
- Apparently Lex Luger's name at this point was just Narcissus. Bobby Heenan is the God damn best.
- Steiners are up next, going up against two guys in gimp gear. Scott was gifuckinggantic even then. Doink is riling shit up in the crowd during the match. I loved Evil Doink's super villain clown music. Rob Bartlett is awful. Just...pure garbage. Scott Steiner's mullet is a thing of wonder. The gimps are annihilated. Super squash match.
- Bobby Heenan trying to sneak in in drag. Heenan was too good for wrestling.
- Razor Ramon is giving an interview wearing the greatest fucking shirt I have ever seen. I need to find a cap of this.
Scott Hall's bad impression of Tony Montana is so much funnier now that I'm older and actually know what Scarface is. COCKAROASH.
- Max Moon vs Shawn Michaels. Fuck, I forgot about the original version of Shawn's theme that had Sensational Sheri singing the lyrics. As a kid I thought Max Moon looked rad as hell. I was 9. The first actual match of the night. Shawn Michael's boots are huge. Like Mega Man big. Fuuuuck, in the middle of the match, Bartlett pretends to be Mike Tyson and Vince and Macho Man humour him for like 3 minutes straight. Literally the worst commentary I've ever heard. Shawn is already great, even at this early point in his singles career. Lots of basic back and forth stuff. A fly ass bomb by Max Moon looks like it lands right on Shawn's head. Jesus, I thought he was dead. Shawn finished the match with a belly to back. I don't know if it was his finisher or not at this point, but I'm sure it's before sweet chin music.
- I love that it's leaving all the terrible WWF ads in on the network. ICOPRO! BUY THIS GARBAGE!
- Man, they're slowly running down the entrants to the Rumble. This segment is like 30 hours long. Mr. Perfect is great. His son has zero of that charisma. I had forgotten how small Rikishi was when he was Headshrinker Fatu. He wasn't much larger than the Usos. Those boys don't have long if they don't work their asses off (literally) before those genetics kick in.
- AND THE MAIN EVENT! Damien Demento vs. The Undertaker. Man, it was so much simpler, but I loved Undertaker's old look. The hat, coat, tie and matching boot covers and gloves. Way radder looking than the current heavy metal cover reject outfit he goes with now. Another squash. Taker tombstones Demento and it's over in about 2 minutes.
And that's the first Raw I guess. I didn't really talk much about the wrestling, because there wasn't much.
Oh, I'm wrong. Back with Doink. Crush is mad at Doink for making children cry. Doink was amazing. HOLY CHRIST. HEY DER BRAH! DONCHU YOU BE THE KIDS CRY BRAH. MAH MULLET BRAH! Crush looks like a handful of sour inside twizzlers with a mullet.
And that's it, the first Raw. That was pretty shit.
FURRRST UP:
WWF Raw Episode 1, Jan 10, 1993. I was 9 years old at this point.
- Bobby Heenan being awesome right off the bat, not being allowed into the building being told he has been replaced. Who the fuck would want to replace Bobby Heenan? Who the hell is Rob Bartlett?
- Oh man, the old intro. The only version of this tune I remember is the SNES digitized version from the old game.
- Rob Bartlett looks like a fucking asshole, chewing gum like a prick. Macho is unintelligible. Pre-Mr. McMahon Vince is a thing I don't even remember.
- I forgot that Coco Beware and Owen Hart were a tag team. When the music hit I thought it was going to be Owen. RIP Yoko. Bartlett proves me right by doing nothing but making tasteless fat jokes about Yoko. He is audibly disgusted by him. CHOICE Bartlett line so far, "That is one big butted Oriental." CLASS. Macho Man makes no God damn sense. He just says random shit that has nothing to do with anything. I remember Yoko being better than this. He literally has done nothing but stand there while Coco bounces off of him and he's already holding the ropes like Andre the Giant followed by a bonzai drop. Squash match in every sense of the term.
- 90's hair ring girl. So 90's it makes my pants looser. Macho Man claims to have X-Ray vision.
- Apparently Lex Luger's name at this point was just Narcissus. Bobby Heenan is the God damn best.
- Steiners are up next, going up against two guys in gimp gear. Scott was gifuckinggantic even then. Doink is riling shit up in the crowd during the match. I loved Evil Doink's super villain clown music. Rob Bartlett is awful. Just...pure garbage. Scott Steiner's mullet is a thing of wonder. The gimps are annihilated. Super squash match.
- Bobby Heenan trying to sneak in in drag. Heenan was too good for wrestling.
- Razor Ramon is giving an interview wearing the greatest fucking shirt I have ever seen. I need to find a cap of this.
Scott Hall's bad impression of Tony Montana is so much funnier now that I'm older and actually know what Scarface is. COCKAROASH.
- Max Moon vs Shawn Michaels. Fuck, I forgot about the original version of Shawn's theme that had Sensational Sheri singing the lyrics. As a kid I thought Max Moon looked rad as hell. I was 9. The first actual match of the night. Shawn Michael's boots are huge. Like Mega Man big. Fuuuuck, in the middle of the match, Bartlett pretends to be Mike Tyson and Vince and Macho Man humour him for like 3 minutes straight. Literally the worst commentary I've ever heard. Shawn is already great, even at this early point in his singles career. Lots of basic back and forth stuff. A fly ass bomb by Max Moon looks like it lands right on Shawn's head. Jesus, I thought he was dead. Shawn finished the match with a belly to back. I don't know if it was his finisher or not at this point, but I'm sure it's before sweet chin music.
- I love that it's leaving all the terrible WWF ads in on the network. ICOPRO! BUY THIS GARBAGE!
- Man, they're slowly running down the entrants to the Rumble. This segment is like 30 hours long. Mr. Perfect is great. His son has zero of that charisma. I had forgotten how small Rikishi was when he was Headshrinker Fatu. He wasn't much larger than the Usos. Those boys don't have long if they don't work their asses off (literally) before those genetics kick in.
- AND THE MAIN EVENT! Damien Demento vs. The Undertaker. Man, it was so much simpler, but I loved Undertaker's old look. The hat, coat, tie and matching boot covers and gloves. Way radder looking than the current heavy metal cover reject outfit he goes with now. Another squash. Taker tombstones Demento and it's over in about 2 minutes.
And that's the first Raw I guess. I didn't really talk much about the wrestling, because there wasn't much.
Oh, I'm wrong. Back with Doink. Crush is mad at Doink for making children cry. Doink was amazing. HOLY CHRIST. HEY DER BRAH! DONCHU YOU BE THE KIDS CRY BRAH. MAH MULLET BRAH! Crush looks like a handful of sour inside twizzlers with a mullet.
And that's it, the first Raw. That was pretty shit.
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