This started with Tully shaking Adias' hand, the sort of smile on his face that tells us he thinks he's got this one in the bag, only to get dropped on that face out of a collar-and-elbow tie-up 10 seconds later. Which really meant it couldn't have started much better. Tully was incensed that not only did fucking Brian Adias have the audacity to do that to the television champion ON television, but that the crowd actually took great pleasure in it. The early parts of this were all about Adias on the front foot trying to get at Tully while Tully would backpedal and duck out the ring for a reprieve, every instance of it denying the crowd that sweet moment where he gets put on his backside. He fully threw himself out the ring at one point and wanted Adias disqualified for it. The way he frantically tries to create distance is amazing, giving nothing for free, making Adias work to even close the space only for Tully to bolt anyway. When Adias reverses an Irish whip and hits a CORKER of a dropkick - one where he practically backflipped after making contact and landed on his feet - you just kind of sit back and take in the crowd response and reconcile that Tully Blanchard might just be the perfect heel. All of Adias' arm work in control was solid stuff but it's made again by Tully working from below, feeding everything and growing more and more desperate, making the crowd want to see him get his clock cleaned WHILE he's getting his clock cleaned. Tully was that rare and special sort of loathsome where you could beat him up and it would never fully satisfy the people that wanted to see him get beaten up. Magnum TA came within millimeters of gouging his eye out with a broken chair leg and after the dust had settled you can bet people would've been like "that was great and everything but you know what really would've made it? If Magnum had just blinded the little prick." Brian Adias gets to look like the coolest person in the building when Tully throws him out the ring and tries to kick him in the head only to get caught and have that leg wrapped around the post, Tully backing up knowing he'd severely miscalculated the situation. Still though, weasel he may be, Tully is the TV champion for a reason and in the end he'll always find a way, sometimes through questionable means, sometimes by just being really good at the wrestling. For 15 minutes you might get close, but close doesn't win you the belt. You could probably count on one hand the number of wrestlers who've ever been as good at working the TV wrestling match as Tully Blanchard.
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