I've watched a solid handful of grubby lucha indy brawls recently and this was another mental bastard of a thing. The ring looks like it's covered with a plastic tarp and pretty soon you realise why because Judas el Traidor is bleeding profusely within - I shit you not - 15 seconds. This happened because Zandokan absolutely wellied him over the head with what looked like a busted old VCR and I have no idea how or why he had it in the first place. Zandokan was a proper ghoul prying open the wound, squeezing Judas' head like he was trying to juice a grapefruit, biting the cut, all the real sicko shit. It turned into a bit of a walk and brawl through the crowd affair for a spell, but they were both hammering each other with overhand chops and there was no "let me put my arm around you and gently usher you over here while you have to sell like you couldn't stop me" nonsense. If Zandokan wanted Judas close to a wall so he could throw him into it, he was having to drag him there kicking if not screaming. When Judas fights back he fucking whomps Zandokan over the head with a snare drum and gleefully tears at his mask, blood streaming down his own face from a cut bang in the middle of his hairless pate. Some of the chop exchanges were brutal but they didn't last long. It's hard to leave yourself open for shots like this and I like how they both threw a couple rockets before deciding there are better ways to inflict punishment. Still, none of the chops had anything on the headbutts. The kneeling double headbutt was truly revolting; about as CTE-inducingly stupid as any I can remember seeing.
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