What a match-up this is. Any time they get together they have people on strings and this was no different. It wasn't like the '86 hair match. That was an alley fight where they tried to kill each other. This was more about the horse shit, but what a spectacular bit of horse shit it was. Perro doesn't even get in the ring properly and Chicana's stolen his big oversized charro and beating him about the place with it. It sort of felt like CMLL's version of a wild Austin/Rock Attitude Era brawl, and it even had its own Vince as special referee. Heel ref' carry on can be the absolute worst in lucha, but this worked about as well as I've ever seen it and it never felt completely ridiculous. He at least TRIED to make it look like he was being impartial, getting indignant when Perro or Konnan - Perro's second for the evening - questioned him, rather than the heel ref' shit in Monterrey where it's just blatant and stupid and not very fun at all. My favourite bits were when he'd try to "help" Perro take off his jacket, except in doing so he essentially held him in place so Chicana could punch him in the face and by Christ did Sangre Chicana have incredible punches. There were half a dozen that I had to rewind several times and I love how Perro just bumped face first to the canvas like he got knocked out cold. To add to the chaos you had Fiera sticking his nose in at every turn, holding Perro so Chicana could throw MORE amazing punches, grabbing Perro's leg so he couldn't escape a corner beating, then at one point he came all the way in the ring and broke up a submission by literally dragging Perro to the floor. There was an incredible bit where both Chicana and Fiera were smashing Perro's head off the ring post, Chicana pushing while Fiera pulled, like they were trying to cut a log in half with one of those big two-person saws. Holy fuck was Perro Aguayo certifiable. He took at least ten fully unprotected batshit stupid ring post bumps and opened up all that scar tissue on his forehead and I shudder to think what his brain MRI might've looked like. In amongst all this madness you had Sangre Chicana, instigator of everything. Offensively he maybe did four things the whole match and only one was an actual wrestling move, and to be honest I've watched so many Sangre Chicana matches recently I might be misremembering and the body slam I thought he hit could've actually been from a different match. And yet every action drew ridiculous heat. Some wrestlers are masters of that, where they can either make people want to kill them or jump in front of a bullet for them by doing almost nothing, and I don't know if anybody was as adept at it as Sangre Chicana. He waded into the crowd at one point, stood up on the seats holding court while people around him wanted him dead, then he leaned forward and shook the hand of maybe the sole Chicana fan in the vicinity. It was fucking amazing and one of the coolest things I've seen in ages. We also got two topes towards the end and of course they were both incredible. The first one backfired badly on Fiera who got launched into the third row by his own amigo, then Perro bombed into Chicana and Chicana ripping rows of fixed seats out the ground with his body will forever be breathtaking.
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