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Saturday, June 17, 2006

Rawk'n'Rasslin


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Mr. Smallberries invited us out to see the Pin Down Girls wrassle on Friday night, and whoo, what a night! Four bouts, three bands, plenty of booze, and a lot of hootin' and a-hollerin'. Here's my rundown.

Events started with K-Pop and the Coalition of the Willing, who weren't that great so I leave that part out. Next up, the Beerbarians vs. Pop Roxx. Pop Roxx showed a lot of spunk, but after their pet lap dog was stolen, beheaded, and tossed into the crowd, things got ugly. The crowd was clearly behind the Beerbarians. Two buxom, beer guzzling, fur wearing Valkyries whose signature move is called "The Hammer of the Gods." What's not to love? The Beerbarians clearly dominated a very physical match through sheer size and brawn, but in a devastating upset, Pop Roxx pulled an upset victory that left the hall filled with jeers and catcalls.

Next, Las Diablitas took on the Sockit Wenches, a visiting duo from the Rat City Rollergirls roller derby league. During the derby season, I back the Sockit Wenches, but tonight, I had to go with Chimmi and Chonga of Las Diablitas, whose smooth moves and pluck led them to victory. Then, in a controversial decision that will go down in league history, the pin was overturned by the judges on technical grounds of an illegal tap between the partners. Still, I expect great things from these south of the border dynamos.

The Invisible Eyes entertained between cards with a sound conjuring the transition between surf music and 60s California psychedelia. The third bout of the night pitted fellow rollergirls the Throttle Rockets in a grudge match against veteran duo The Westward Ho's. Without question the most brutal bout of the night, the wrasslers went blow for blow as the match devolved into an outright brawl. By that time in the evening, I was too drunk to really remember who won the bout. I think it was the Westward Ho's, but regardless of the outcome, it will only add fuel to his growing rivalry. Smallberries told us the next day that one of his friends in the bout came away with bite marks.

Next up was Lushy, spot-on capturing the sound of Swinging 60s London. Their mellow sound was a bit of an odd note for the otherwise punk rawk feeling of the night, but they sounded so good that it worked. The final bout of the night pitted the New Male Order Vixens against the Tsunami Sisters. There's something not quite right about the New Male Order Vixens. I can't quite put my finger on it, or maybe I don't want to put my finger on it, but one of that team seems awfully burly. Maybe it's steroids. The Tsunami Sisters came out strong, unleashing a deadly combination of martial arts that drove the physically dominant Vixens back. I think they won, but again, I was pretty drunk by then. It doesn't really matter, as the Vixens clearly won the hearts and minds of the crowd when they cornered the Sisters' one-legged midget manager, stole his prosthetic leg, and beat him over the head with it. Now that's wrasslin!

1 Comments:

  • Sounds like a lovely night of wholesome family fun. Thanks for sharing!

    By Blogger a_starling, at 11:55 AM  

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