NWA Classics 24/7 #25

The Sheepherders v Bruise Brothers (Houston Wrestling, 1/24/86)

Talk about making an entrance. This was the Sheepherders' debut in Houston and it was more of an angle than an actual match, but if you want to set yourself up to get rabid crowd heat wherever you go then I guess this is the way to do it. They jump the Bruise Brothers and stab them in the face with a flag pole, wave that New Zealand flag proudly and walk out as security restrains enraged fans. It was like four minutes all told and did exactly what it intended to do.


The Sheepherders v Bruise Brothers (Chicago Street Fight) (Houston Wrestling, 1/31/86)

Man, Williams and Miller are certifiable. People already wanted their blood after last week, now Williams is raving pre-match about how the Sheepherders have won titles and flown the New Zealand flag high in thirty six countries. They come out to the ring as someone chucks a pitcher of beer and then waltz around ringside waving the flag to absolutely nuclear heat. Williams gets on the house mic and tells everyone to shut up as two guys in the crowd who are very likely several sheets to the wind are shouting right in his face. Would I fuck be pulling that in front of several thousand drunk rednecks who want to stab me, especially when the security in charge of stopping them from doing so look like they would also like to stab me. This didn't last long either, but the Bruise Brothers got to look competitive for a few minutes before the crazy New Zealanders put them to bed. The Sheepherders looked really strong in both these matches and in about fifteen minutes total they've managed to become two of the most hated wrestlers in Texas. As Tracy Smothers would say: that's calling working, motherfucker.