STORY TIME
.If you need a good laugh...just read these stories. Have fun and enjoy!!!
NICK BOCKWINKLE
As far as pulling the fire alarms at hotels...hmmm, if I admit that here could I get in any trouble??? it's been quite some years so I would imagine...it's ok now...plus, who the heck can remember what state or hotels...except, I remember one that stands out over all, in Chicago, I won't say which hotel (only because I don't remember the name of it)..but on this night, Shawn and I were coming in a bit late, maybe it was about 4 a.m. and everyone (the boyz, and this was AWA days) was staying at the same hotel. We were in our favorite party town yet we were coming home (hotel) empty handed (no women). We all had early flights out on this following morning. We remembered that if nothing else, we needed to get even with a couple of the fellows (Nick Bockwinkel in particular). So...Curt Hennig and Nick had been arguing about something out in front of their rooms earlier that day. We knew exactly where Nick's room was. It had been a very rainly night so, we got a couple of the hotel trash buckets and went outside and filled them with mud. Came back in front of Nicks door and spread the mud all around the outside of it. Then we went and got the fire exstinguisher, which was the chemical kind and was perfect for this rib. We blasted the hallway which was indoors until you could see nothing but smoke, giving the appearance of a fire...then somehow, the fire alarm right next to the exit door where we were standing..got pulled, first problem with that was..some dye come squirting out on got on Shawn...rookie, ...I told him always tie a string around the alarm handle then tie it to the exit door so that the next person coming in would be pulling the alarm..but, I think he was a bit anxious and didn't want to wait...anyway, it still worked out as the alarm was LOUD and everyone started coming out their doors and seeing a hallway full of smoke..the best part was hearing Nick Bockwinkle's voice screaming out to the othe boyz, "get down, get down on your knees and crawl out. You'll inhale less fire smoke that way, we got a major fire here" Nick was the only person who did drop to his knees and crawl..so..the mud in front of his door worked way better than we expected. We had only envisioned him stepping barefoot through it. After a few minutes we were all standing around outside looking at the building, trying to locate the fire...it was so hard for me and Shawn not to bust out laughing everytime someone said,"look over there I think I see something burning"...but the best part of this whole rib was watching Bockwinkle crawl out the exit door with only his boxers on and mud that looked like...crap..all on his hands and knees, then Curt Hennig dying laughing at Bockwinkle saying "Hey Nick, I can understand how you got that shit on your hands and knees as I got some on my feet too, but why is there a large stain of it on the back of your briefs? To many shit sandwiches Nick?"...and, as everyone looked, Nick did have a HUGE skid mark stain there...the only thing Nick kept saying was.."o this is just marvy, just marvy, I know those Rockers had something to do with this"....
ps..we do not do those kind of things anymore, we were young and just having fun, although I realize now how big a danger that kind of horse play could bring. And please, kids, do not try this at home....without video tape first....
RAW
I think one of the funniest pranks, for me, that I can remember during WWF days took place on one of the tv taping days, actually I think it was for RAW....Those days are sooo long and soooo boring....we have to be at the arena by 1:00 pm or you catch a $500.00 fine. They have a nice meal catered in and it's there throughout part of the day until about 5:00 pm. Coffee is a big thing during those days because you need something to keep you wired as basically you're on call all day. There are lots of interviews, radio and local tv stuff, pictures to be taken for different promotions and and different types of meet and greets, some for corperate sponsors and some for fans...and a couple for Mustafa....and of course those pre-taped interviews and skits you see taking place in the locker rooms and hallways during the live show. Then after all that crap we actually have to be fired up and ready for at least one match that night, which may not take place until as late as 11:00pm. So...you can imagine why coffee, if you are gonna stay legal, is a big thing. On this day, I think it was Chris Candido (god rest his soul, Chris was a very close and good friend of mine, an absolutely great guy, my heart goes out to Tammy, plus,.. I miss you Chris) and I were sooo restless and bored that I asked Chris to take a ride with me to the store.(that way if we got caught sneaking away from the building, I wouldn't be alone) He drove me there and I went inside and bought a bunch of packages of Ex-lax as he waited in the car. We went back to the building and I made a b-line for the coffee pots. Of course you know what I did then. There just happened to be a tea server too sitting right next to the coffee too,so, both the coffee and tea were now a laxative drink. I sat down a ways from the coffee table and watched the different people going for coffee and tea. Ultimate Warrior came by a few times. Jake "the Snake" Roberts kept complaining that the coffee was horrible, yet he kept drinking it. I saw one of the Bushwackers (Butch) come back several times saying the coffee was good. I got scared for a moment as Vince MacMahon came up and got a BIG cup of it. After he walked away I had to smile real large.Then my great friend Pat Tananka stopped by. Pat doesn't drink coffee usually but on this day he was hung over very badly and came to me and asked if I had any..um...medicine.. to keep him going. I told him I didn't and I felt horrible too so lets go drink some coffee to get us through this one. I had to get a cup along with Pat but of course I didn't drink any of it. Pat must have drank 5 or 6 cups of the good system cleaning brew. Each time he went back for more I couldn't contain my laughter. He would ask me what was soo funny, and I would just say, "the coffee is really helping me out alot. I'm feeling much better and kind of gitty. But some how, I have a feeling this is gonna be a...shitty day". Pat agreed saying "yes I know it's gonna be a shitty day all day". I then said..."if you only knew".
Well, around 6:00 pm that day a lot of people were all of a sudden looking for the bathrooms. This building we were in was having a lot of work done to it. I couldn't have been any luckier. The main bathroom doors nearest the dressing rooms had a strip of white tape on them saying MEN on one and WOMEN on the other. Well,..you must know what I had to do with that. I spend the next couple of hours hiding behind some folded up extra bleachers they had sitting in the hallway. Every time a lady went into the restroom I would immediatly run up and switch the tape so that the Mens was on Womens and vice versa. I wish I could have had a video of some of the guys with the looks on their faces when they came back out from being yelled at. Suddenly out of nowhere, Chris Candido comes walking up with Tammy (Sunny). Before I could que them in Tammy walked right into the Mens bathroom..since it said Womens and there just happened to be several guys in there who had already walked in the wrong bathroom themselves at first. Tammy screamed and came running back out and Chris started asking what was wrong..she told him and Chris got fairly mad. Before I could get around from the bleachers to let them in on the joke Chris shoved the bathroom door open and looks inside and stares at the guys then blurted out at them..'hey fellows, what the F#cK ??" I finally made my way to him and said " Chris that is the guys bathrooom, just look at the urinals." He then looked at the door which said women and you could see him thinking..first it was a look of confusion, then he finally looked at me slightly shaking his head and half grinned and said.." MJ, you asshole.!!" Tammy came up to me and was smiling but still took a swat at me hitting me on my arm. Chris was cool. He thought this was an excellent rib, so, he joined me. He would help me switch the tape at the right times, and we both would hide behind the bleachers giggling our ass off. The last thing that happened before I had to go prepare for my match was Scary Sherri Martel going into the correct Womens bathroom. Sherri is a fireball. You don't EVER want to piss her off. Hell, she can kick the living shiznit out of a lot of guys I know.Anyway, after she went in, Chris and I switched the tape, and who other than my good friend Pat Tananka comes quickly strolling from around the corner and hollars out to me "where are the bathrooms, I gotta go real bad?" You could tell he did too because he was walking with that butt cheeks being flexed together, type of walk. Chris was grinning from ear to ear and just pointed at the door where it now said Men. Pat hurried in the bathroom, and this time since Chris and I were standing out in the open, we re-switched the tape real quickly. Then...out of the silence, we hear the screeching screaming voice of Sherri, yelling loud as possible at Pat. As the door then flies wide open, Pat looks at the tape on the door and sees that is says Women. He then says,"oh my god, I'm soo sorry Sherri. I could have sworn it said Men, I'm soory, I'm sorry." As Chris fell on the floor laughing, Pat looks at me and shakes his head and says " damn you MJ, you switched the tape on me didn't you?" Sherri came walking up behind Pat and heard him ask me that, so, I said..."hell no Pat, isn't that like the 3rd time today you've went into the womens bathroom?" Sherri screams out towards Pat.."WHAT? you little pervert." Pat's facial expression was..priceless, he knew Sherri was about to kick his ass. He looked at her and started begging off saying "no, no Sherri I swear to god that is the first time I did that." Then Chris chimes in with.."no it's not Pat, this is the 2nd time I've seen you do it myself." Pat's face dropped and he had a complete blank stare at Chris..with that Sherri slapped him on the back of his head and then went to smack him again and he took off begging her to believe him..I then hollared to Pat.."hey Pat, why don't you say those things you were saying about Sherri earlier now??" That was it, Sherri went after Pat in a rage...It was a heck of a sight because Pat still had to..use the bathroom, and he was now trying to run from Sherri and keep his butt cheeks pinched together..all the way until out of sight we kept hearing Pat say "no Sherri, don't believe them, I'm soo sorry Sherri" with Sherri chasing right behind him.....Chris and I laughed for 2 years over that sight, I don't know if you think it's funny or not, maybe you had to be there, but if you were , trust me you would have died laughing at Pat....
ps...Pat is a very close great friend of mine so don't think I did him horrible, we rib each other all the time , even today..
KURT HENNIG
A million good memories come to mind when I hear the name Curt Hennig as we were real good friends and had a ton of fun together..And you want to talk about ribs, Curt was "The Man" ..at one point in the industry Mr. Fuji was the one no one wanted to mess with and carried the undisputed Heavyweight King of Ribs title. Fuji did things that were very well thought out and had back up plans in case things went wrong during the set up. He also knew how to do double swerves without ever being suspected..what I mean by that is he'd have someone be in on a rib with him, and everyone loved to be a part of his ribs so getting someone to help out was never a problem..Fuji never actually did the dirt, he would give the idea to someone and they carried out the actual action..so under instructions from Fuji, his accomplice would let's say...spray paint Barry Horowitz's tennis shoes a bright yellow... well after Fuji's accomplice went to the ring or just left to get out of the dressing room so as not to be a suspect, Fuji would take a rag and get the paint on it and put it in his accomplice's bag and have just a little bit of the rag hanging out with the bright yellow paint showing...then when Barry came in and threw a fit questioning everyone, Fuji would just give a look at Barry and nod his head towards the bag with the rag, getting Barry to look at it....then Barry ends up mad as hell at Fuji's accomplice, and Fuji would now tell Barry a rib to pull back on him, and would intruct Barry to get rid of the rag and dont mention it to his accomplice... and then Fuji would just sit back and watch the show never actually touching anything or anyone and not being suspected...but even if someone did suspect him, you still just never wanted to mess with him, if you got into a rib war with Fuji, he was known for things such as, when you left the building at night and got in to your car , crank it up, .and BAM!!!!!...the hood of the car got blown sky high..scary things like that are more than you want to bargain for in urban rib wars...so anyway, when we came into the WWF, Curt and Shawn and I were known as the ribbers of the AWA..Fuji immediatly took us under his wing and helped take us to the next level in the rib world, he called us his Students of The Sweet Game, and whenever one of us pulled a rib, according to how good it was Fuji gave us a number of "Grasshopper" points , I never did ask what the whole grasshopper thing was about, I think that was a name given to rookies learning the trade..Curt and I stayed pretty close on the points scale with Curt often in the lead by a grasshopper point or two, then came Davy Boy Smith then Owen Hart...so anyway, there was this one incident where Fuji was not even with us, Curt and I were in WCW at this time, but Fuji called to the building we did a Nitro show at that night and got Curt to the phone, and gave him 1000 (5 to10 points was about the norm) grasshopper points for this one.....some of you may remember this...the NWO was building a huge head of steam at the time in WCW and had about 15 members in it..well, that Monday at the production meeting Curt was told to round up any 10 members of NWO to go under the ring before the show started and they would be staying under it till their cue to come out, which would be half way through the night or about 1 1/2 hours...plus the additional 1 hour before bell time when the fans were let in...so, keep in mind it's about 100 degrees under those hot bright lights in the ring and even hotter under it with very little ventilation..Curt told his 10 guys about it and they were not crazy about it but the spot was a good one..during a match with one of the NWO members taking on ?? I forget who, but as the opponent started kicking the hell out of the NWO guy, the building and ring lights would go out for about 10 seconds so it was pitch black in the arena, then when they came back on the ring was surrounded with NWO members appearing to have come from out of nowhere...well, Curt had a few hours yet before they had to go under the ring..so, he had told me what he had planned...he went and got a bucket from the maintenance room, took it to the bathroom, and...took a... um..#2 in it, and, as if that wasn't a gross enough thing, he got one of the other guys to do the same thing in it..then he got his Minneapolis buddy John Nord (Bezerker in WWE) to do the same thing, but Nord stole the show with his as he was hung over from a heavy partying night, he had a real bad case of diarrhea and loaded the bucket with it...well, Curt went out to the ring 15 minutes before it was time for them to and put the bucket right under the middle of the ring but had put some sort of blanket over it to conceal the smell ..well, when the guys went out to go under, about 5 of us knew about the rib, and Davy Boy and I were parked in front of the backstage tv monitor waiting to see peoples expression when the time came...well it was quite some time later, we could hear one of the guys yelling coming through on the microphones placed on the ring post for sound effects...he was sceaming that someone had a bad case of gas and needed to stop cause he was getting sick..Curt had only taken the top off the bucket at this point...a little at the time you could hear yet another voice and another and...screaming about the smell..then finally the NWO match was in the ring, that's when Curt kicked the bucket over dumping all the "dump" everywhere underneath the ring...Curt later told us it was the most God awful smell worse than a septic tank cleaning would smell..with all that heat under the ring and the guys were sweaty and miserable from being under there for 2 1/2 hours...well, you could now hear everyone under the ring complaining and some were coughing and gagging and Virgil started throwing up...then the lights went out and it was time to come out from under the ring , when the lights came back on you were suppose to see 10 guys looking tough and bad and ready to kick ass...but instead, you saw Virgil still bent over ringside like he still was going to puke more, and Scott Norton's face was beat red and he did throw up ringside, a couple other guys were slightly bent over and holding their stomach and most all the faces looked so miserable and were frowning, and you could just tell they were ready to come into the back and say to hell with the spot they were to do...for those of us in the back who knew what was going on, it was the most hilarious sight I'd seen in a while, and what made it funnier was the WCW "bosses" backstage were screaming things like what the F#ck are they doing our there, they look like sh#t just standing around with horrible expressions on their faces like they got to go to the bathroom or something, of course when they finished their job and came in the back, they did get the thing accomplished out in the ring they were suppose to, so, when they were complaining to the "office" about what had happened under the ring, the office people just busted out laughing, and Norton and Virgil threw up some more in the back.....but anyway..that was a Curt Hennig special that earned him 1000 grasshopper points, the highest ever awarded by Fuji....
AL SNOW
I'll go right down in the order you have them...but, I gotta take a break after each one..ADD, you know?? Al Snow...is one of the best people you will ever meet. He has a super heart, and is a genuinely good man. Virtue is a word that comes to mind when I think of AL....I learned alot from him in our time together travelling the roads...and, I see he learned some things from me too, as some of the stuff (pranks) he pulled on the guys in the Tough Enough show, was stuff I had done to him on the road.. Al is a very wise person, but, still very gullible..so therefore so much fun to rib...I cant tell you how many times I would start telling a story to him,and everytime I would get to a good spot, where the drama was an intense and you'd be clinging to every word coming up,..I'd stop and ACT like something distracted me, and go off on another subject(and sometimes it was for real, you know, ADD)...at first he patiently would wait and remind me to finish the story, sometimes I would say I didn't remmeber what we were talking about and he would start telling me, and..I say"oh yeah," and I'd pick back up on the story, just a bit back from where I stopped before, and when I would get to that same spot in the story, I'd start ACTING like I had something in my throat coughing away, and he'd be saying stuff like "hey dude, you alright"..not getting it yet...well, this stuff went on alot before he finally started catching on, and he would get soo damn mad and flustered, and he got to the point where , when I started to stall he'd grab me and start shaking me saying "no damn it, dont you do this too me, finish this part, I want to know what happened"...we once had a 2 hour flight, in which I was able to string him along on ONE story for the entire trip...some of the other boyz were up on what I was doing, so they would help out by coming up and interupting me so that I legitimatly had to stop the story...Al, was soo flustered by the time we landed that as we were getting off the plane , I said "ok, here's what finally happened at the end"..and he said to me.."just get away from me, I'm going to get a seperate room and I'm not even gonna wrestle tonight, I may quit, just get away from me"..he didn't really mean it though, but he was that flustered.....ok, one more quick thing, and this is sorta some of the stuff he did on Tough enough...Al and I use to get bored on the road, mainly cause Al doesn't really party, he doesn't(didn't) drink and he was married and he NEVER messed around with the women on the road...usually after a show we'd eat and go to the room..well, that wasn't my style but, I wasn't gonna let Al be bored alone..plus, I needed a break from all the heavy partying...anyway, we'd be sitting in the room talking wrestling or whatever, and I'd get antzy(is that a word)...I'd ask him if he would mind getting us soda's while I made a quick phone call..he's so nice, "no problem, MJ".. then while he was gone, I'd be putting cups of water EVERYWHERE..over all doors, in the drawers, over the curtains, and next to his bags, under his bedspread, between his pillows....by the time we'd check out the next day he usually knocked over at least half of them(at least 6 or 7) and he had a knack for doing it right after he just got dried off from the last one that landed on his head...too, everytime he was in the shower and he left the door unlocked..I'd wait till he was finished, turned the water off and opened the shower curtain, and Whammo..an icebucket of cold water all over him...after a while he'd always lock the door, but, most of them I could pick open, and I'd be quiet about it so he didn't know, and, when he'd turn the water off, open the shower curtain...Whammo...he was such a good sport about this, his facial expressions were the best, pure looks of disappointment and disgust...btw, you know Mick Foley talked about this in his first book, it's on page 393..I think..Mick loved to watch this stuff...I know this stuff is silly kids play, but that may be why it was so funny cause grown ass men were doing it...anyway, ...after this stuff had been going on for so long, Al vowed to get me back..he said, "damn it I'm gonna gethcha"...so, I went prepared, he couldn't open door locks, so from time to time I'd bait him with leaving the door open, as he always checked...when I left it open, he'd come sneaking in, I would hear him and say "oh no, don't get me Al"..he'd laugh and say, "oh yeah, I'm gonna get you sucker"..and he'd pull the shower curtain open and, as he'd rare back to throw his water, but I was already waiting with a bucket and Whammo ,I'd splash him good with it before he threw his...and he'd be fully clothed, soaked ,standing there with at look of disgust, just babbling "I'll just be a s.o.b. why do I even try"...here's an example of his gullibleness.. there was another time when I was um..sitting on the toilet...and, Al had not yet come into the room, but I knew he wasn't far behind, so when he came into the room, I hollared out "Al, is that you?"...he said, "who else would it be with a key"...I said, "um, the maids, and I didn't want them to see me on the toilet, (I had left the door just slightly cracked open)...then I said, "oh no," he said "what" I said, "well, dont you see the mistake I made, the door isn't locked"...he was like..."Oh yes, Uh huh, and there is a sink and cup right out here"...so I shouted out.."no, Al no not this time this would be the absolute worse, I've got to be downstairs for an interview in a few minutes please, don't throw water on me, I wouldn't do that to you"....I could hear him giggling, and he was just sooo happy he was gonna get me finally, he said, "yep, the rib master is bout to get wet..I bet you might think about stopping this crap after this my friend",..my last words were .."don't do it Al,I swear you'll be sorry"...and perfect timing, he pushed the door open...and Whammo..I had placed a bucket of water on the door top...what a sight, he was standing there,soaked, with that look on his face and a cup of water in each hand..he was so disgusted he said, "I'm a real idiot, here let me help you torture me"..and he just took the cups of water and poured them over his own head, threw the cups down and walked away shaking his head..... that's my boy..and that's it , now you have my word association for Al Snow...I love him to death, great guy!
PAT TANAKA
This may be one I've told in the past..but, it has had to be a long while ago so I think it's funny enough to repeat it>>>>>
Ribs are a huge part of the wrestling industry...especially when done right...the success of a rib is often measured not only from the laughs it gets, but, the lack of true harm they have caused...a good rib, is one that the ribee can laugh at themselves, at least in time, not always as it is happening...
My great friend Pat Tanaka..aka Da Nipster!!! is always a great subject for ribs...mainly because, he handles them so well...his reactions at the time are priceless..and, he always eventually laughs them off...and, often gets even too...Tanaka is one of the kindest guys you could ever want to meet..while yes, he's just like me in the fact that the is a big time>>F' up...he hasnt a malicious bone in his body...biggest heart in the world...and best ribbed person in history!!
1991 I'm going back to for this rib....we were flying back from Japan to LA..now that is a long 14 hour flight...the boyz tend to get bored after about 5 or 6 hours....and..they start roaming the plane...looking for things to do...usually there are 3 kinds of the boyz on flights..the ones looking for girls, or party people to sit and have a drink with...or>>>>someone to rib!!!!! myself, I liked to do all three of those things all the time...
So...let me just jump ahead to the landing of the 14 hour flight in LA..we had a show there that evening after this long azz flight....well, before leaving the plane...some of us in First Class were sitting around watching the entire plane leave so we could laugh at their reactions to a certain something....everyone leaving the flight was looking at Tanaka, and busting out laughing...the word had gotten around the entire plane to check out the Japanes guy sitting in First Class...well, Tanaka was sitting around up front with us, still half out of it as he had taken a few valiums to sleep the flight away...still groggy, he sat around with the others waitning to see the reaction to the rib, but, he didnt realize what the rib was...it was him...and, he looked back at me and said>>"hey MJ, why is everyone leaving the plane staring at me??? Hulk is right here(points to Hogan), you and Shawn are right there, Macho Man is right there...but, why is everyone just staring and laughing at me as they leave the plane??"
I leaned forward and whispered to Pat>>"brother, you might wanna go look in the bathroom at yourself before we get off the plane"..he said with such seriousness and wonder.."what Mj, what is it?" I said.."brother, just go look in the mirror"...and...so he did....we all were wondering what his reaction was gonna be...
well, he walked into the lil plane bathroom stall, shut the door..then after a couple seconds of silence throughout the whole plane, including the pilots and stewartess' who had all heard and seen him and gathered around for the reaction..we heard a blood curdling squawl from the bathroom.."oooooh my God!!!! noooo, nooo yall didnt....ohhh man!!!" and the door flew back open, and he stood there eyes wide open, plain blank stare and said.."you guys are too damn much..how am I suppose to wrestle tonight looking like this???"...
what he saw when he looked in the mirror??? the boys, had shaven the right half side of his head bald...and, the left half of his face, that being his eye brow, and mustache and beard(he had a foo man choo)
I cant tell you how funny looking that was...people in the airport were falling on the ground laughing when they saw him....and the whole way to the building(yes, he and I were riding together even though we were working against each other that night) he was saying to me.."man, MJ what am I gonna do for the match tonight, man I know the boyz were just having fun, at my expense but, what were they thinking?? how can I go to the ring tonight like this??" and I told Nipster, I had an idea..dont panick just yet>>>>
when we got to the LA Coliseum..went to the dressing rooms, I called da Nipster over and told him I had an idea..."bro, you guys are working us(the Orient Express vs The Rockers) so...for tonight, just put on a bandana over your head...and find some eye make up pencil and draw on your eyebrow and foo man choo" Da Nipster was happy finally...he thought that was the best idea...so sho nuff he did it...and, even though the agents Blackjack Lanza and Rene Goulet were dying laughing at him, they said he looked fine, not to worry..no one would even know...so...
The bell rings, time for the Orient Express to take on the Rockers!!!...and, all goes well...no fans could really tell anything unusual...that is, until >>...Tanaka and MJ(that would be me) started the match...and, almost immediately...MJ grabs Takaka in a headlock..pulls off the bandana..and Tanaka is left standing there with a plain blank stare(and half bald head) looking at MJ saying.."you friggin a-hole, I dont believe you just did that" in front of a sold out 20, 000 people who began laughin they azzes off...
so, after me, Shawn, the ref Joey Marella(R.I.P.) and even his own tag partner Paul Diamond, who was wearing a mask going as a Japanese guy named Kato, got through laughing so hard we could barely stand up..he finally started ginning about it, and said.."MJ, you are so dead brother, I will get you back for this".....so...Mj, fearing what da Nipster might do to get even...when they lock up this time, he snap mares the Nipster over, and grabs a rear chin lock..nice and firm, then starts rubbing quickly over Nipsters painted on eyebrow and foo man choo, until they were all rubbed off...the whole time the Nipster was squirming and trying to get away, and yelling.."stop it, damn it stop it, what are you doing you a-hole, what the hell is wrong with you"....and then, Mj backed away, completely letting go of the hold on Nipster, and...da Nipster stands up in the middle of the ring, with his hands on his hips, looking at MJ..shaking his head...bald on the right side of his head and no eyebrow or mustache and beard on the left side...and his disgusted look made it even more priceless than we could have ever guessed....
The sold out arena was dying laughing...I remember looking back towards the curtains where the agents watch the match thinking, "I hope they arent getting mad about this"..and I see both Lanza and Goulet back there slappin each other on the shoulders dying laughing...so, I knew it was all taken well...Joey, the ref...kept doing a time out sign and walking to the edge of the ring hanging on the ropes laughing, which made the crowd laugh even more...Tanaka, being the great sport he is..rolled with it all...he went up to Joey and started pushing him like he was mad Joey was laughing..then Joey who had his head in his arms on the ropes dying laughing, looks up at Tanaka like he is gonna warn him about touching the ref...but, then see Taanka's head and he drops to his knees, over exaggerating the laugh, which now made the crowd absolutely roar with laughter....
Tanaka acts(well, not hard to act this one out) like he is so disgusted and pissed about everyon laughing at him that he runs over to tag his partner Kato in..but right when he gets over to Kato..even Kato played it up well..he went to stick his hand out for the tag, but when he looked directly at Tanaka, he acted like his busted out laughing so hard he dropped to his knees on the apron, unable to tag cause he couldnt stop laughing so hard...I swear the crowd was laughing so hard I thought they as a whole, were gonna pee themselves....then Tanaka started panomining, telling Kato to give him his mask...so, Kato played along...acting like he didnt know if he should, but, he would if Tanaka insisted...so, just as they are standing there Paul acting like he was taking his mask off to give to Tanaka, Shawn walks up and grabs both there heads and runs them together for a double head butt...all this was impromptu...we were all just rolling with it as it occured....
well anyway, we played with this match for 15 to 20 minutes, the crowd loving every minute of the semi serious match..when it was over..and, any of you here who may have been part of the 20 thousand in attendance that night will remember this...we BOTH(both teams) got a stand ovation from the crowd as we were leaving the ring.....
when we got to the back, I remember walking up to agent Lanza and asking if he thought we took the fun too far in the match...I remember he said,"MJ, this business is all about entertainment..those 20 thousand people who witnessed that tonight, will NEVER forget the fun they had watching that, they remember it more than the main event of Hogan vs Macho Man..and quite frankly, so will I"..and he died laughing again...right about then, Tanaka walked in the dressing room..and..all the boyz stood up and clapped for him...he just grinned, and said..."you all are f'ing azzholes, this aint the end of this, you better believe that!"...
and with that, we all(rockers and orient express) hugged each other and thanked each other for the fun azz match....
now, while this crazy rib did all end well...you new guys out there...dont try this one on your friends...Tanaka is the only person who could have pulled this one off...love ya Nipster...you da man!!!!
