This is the third tag between these teams in as many weeks. So for all intents and purposes it's been three weeks of everyone trying to volley each other in the nuts. Bigelow was on an absolute madness from the last match, ready to kill someone straight out the gate, walking around with the steps overhead trying to throw them at Idol and Rich. It's sort of terrifying and borderline unsettling at points, just raving lunatic behaviour. The match starts officially like the no DQ match a couple weeks prior, with Bigelow and Rich pairing off in the ring while Idol and Lawler brawl up towards the dressing room. Idol gets throw into the wall, then he finds a piece of broken wood - probably from the steps Bigelow was throwing around - and uses it as a weapon. Basically every bit of offence on Bigelow was a ball shot; every cut off a knee or a punt to the balls, the only way to slow him down and quell his RAGE. Anything Idol and Rich do to get an advantage, Bigelow will take it and use it and return it tenfold. Maybe the most obvious example is when Rich wellies him with that gigantic Mid-South Coliseum ring bell and when Bigelow grabs it off him you're legitimately worried about what might happen to Tommy. For a Texas Death Match they didn't mess around with a bunch of falls. A year earlier Lawler and Mantell apparently went close to 100 falls with Dundee and Landel, but this time they cleaned house in relatively short order. One fall was all it took and it came about when Lawler and Bigelow yanked Rich's balls into the post. Clearly they deemed this insufficient revenge, because for the next several minutes Lawler and Bigelow try and stomp Rich's ball into oblivious while Idol tries to intervene without actually trying to intervene. And it's hard to blame him because you would not want to get in Bam Bam Bigelow's way. He was an absolute terror post-match and it's about as effective as I've ever seen someone in portraying an out of control menace. He loses his mind and tries to run referee Jerry Calhoun's balls into the post, pretty much just for being in the vicinity, and Lawler has to frantically try and talk him off that ledge, pointing again at Idol like that is where his ire ought to be focused. We all know someone who's liable to fly off the handle - a friend, a coworker, a family member, maybe even the person staring back at us in the mirror. Sometimes all you can do is distract them, maybe usher that fury down a different alley, assuage it until it dissipates. It turned out to be Bigelow's swan song in Memphis, but for such a short run he made a hell of an impression. Surely Lawler and the other two could let bygones be bygones now...
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