Look at that rudo unit. You'd think it couldn't live up to the potential, but then you'd be dead wrong. This was a rudo show and it was pretty fucking spectacular. All three of them were in full shithead mode, never wanting to do anything above board, always looking for a chance to cut corners. There were points where it might've actually been MORE difficult to try and effectuate a mugging, yet they were determined to play the numbers game and isolate the tecnicos, usually with one guy drawing someone away while the other two would blindside them. You have to tip your hat to them, really. Mocho Cota was unbelievable here. I'm assuming he's coming off an apuesta loss because he doesn't have the incredible afro. It also looks like he's been on a hunger strike. He's a wiry guy at the best of times, but he looked downright skinny. Either way this is one of the best straight up stooge performances I've seen in ages. He'd flat out run away from altercations, trip over the ring rope trying to throw a cheapshot, refuse to engage in anything with Cien Caras unless one of his boys was there to back him up, it was amazing. My favourite part of the match was his goofy little imitation of Rayo de Jalisco Jr's dance. A truly wonderful dipshit performance from a truly wonderful wrestler. Chicana was unreal as well. I've probably said this before but if I could wish into existence every piece of footage from one person in the history of wrestling then I think it would be Sangre Chicana. There was one incredible bit of nonsense here where he tried to sneak up on Caras, only for Caras to spin around on him at the last second and I can't even do justice to Chicana's reaction. This ruled.
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