I know a lot of you hated the WWE re-incarnated version of
ECW, and for years, I stood amongst you with the torches and
pitchforks. Lately, though, I've had a fond recollection for
the show. Think about all the great times we had on those
Sci-Fi Tuesday nights.
Remember
when Kelly Kelly was an exhibitionist who couldn't figure
out how to remove her bra?
Remember
when Mike Knox body slammed a guy like 20 times in a row?
Remember
the Abraham Washington Show?
(Note
to self: tell Kelly to get to work on that induction!)
Remember
the Zombie?
Yes,
good times all. No matter how great each of those moments
were, though, they all paled in comparison to what I would
suggest was WWECW's greatest moment ever: the ECW Monster
Mash battle royal. And why was it so great? Let me count the
ways:
1)
It was a battle royal to celebrate HALLOWEEN!
2)
It was hyped for weeks with goofy
commercials with the world's worst Boris Karloff impersonator!
3)
It featured just four participants, but my GOD were they awesome.
In fact, I'm going to give them each their own number because
that's how incredible this line up is:
4)
Kane!
5)
Mark Henry!
6)
Big Daddy V!
7)
The Great Freakin' Khali!

And
yes, the promot featured Mark Henry beating his chest as if
he were King Kong. If I ever dared face the wrath of Jerry
McDevitt, it would be to post that promo in its entirety.
(Instead, I'll just post a link to it here and hope he goes after the Daily Motion folks instead.)
Indeed,
this match was 7 different kinds of awesome. That someone
in WWE came up with the idea to put these four giant and completely
horrible guys in a ring to fight for our amusement is so incredible
I almost shed a tear.
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And
this thing was great before anyone even entered
the ring, as the entrance way was covered in cobwebs,
fog machines, and skeletons. It was like someone
saw the Chamber of Horrors entrance ramp and said,
"You know what? We can do better than that!
Game on, BITCH!"
SPEAKING
OF games...if THQ would put this set into the new
Smackdown vs. Raw release, I promise it would sell
at least 47 million more copies.
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And
I'd be remiss if I didn't mention Big Daddy V here.
This
wasn't just fat ol' King Mabel.
This
wasn't smoking jacket Viscera.
This
was Big Daddy V at his most flabbiest, wearing the
single most unflattering outfit ever to hit pro wrestling.
Seriously,
I bet Mike Shaw (God rest his soul) watched this and
thought, "Man, I didn't look so bad in that Bastion
Booger get up."
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The
battle ensues with Henry, V, and Khali attempting
to corner Kane. Their attempts are foiled, however,
due to Kane's quickness.
You
read that right - Kane was far more agile than any
of his opponents.
I
LOVE THIS MATCH ALREADY!
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And
it just keeps getting better, as the guys pair off
and commence to clubberin', climaxing with Henry
and V running into each other with clotheslines,
causing them to simultaneously fall to the ground.
This
is followed up with a Khali throwing his own horrible
clothesline that would have for sure taken Kane's
head off...if Kane were 12 feet tall.
Which
he's not.
Only
explanation I have is that perhaps Khali fought
12 foot creatures whilst in Punjab.
You
got a better explanation? I'd like to hear it!
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You
know you're watching a four-man battle royal for
the ages when three of the guys are on the ground
within, no joke, 60 seconds of the bell ringing.
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Just
when I thought things couldn't possible get any
better, V stood next to Kane...which caused Kane
to fall to the mat.
Keep
in mind, V didn't hit Kane, didn't poke him in the
eyes, nothing. The guy literally just collapsed
while standing next to him.
Only
two syllables for that (and in the spirit of the
season it needs to be big bright orange):
AWE.
SOME.
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Unfortunately
for Big Daddy V, Kane is able to regain his conciousness
just in time to duck a clothesline (yes, another one!)
and heave him out of the ring.
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monster down, two to go! |
Khali
runs rampant by squeezing people's heads. Surely
he's the odds on favorite now - after all, how on
earth could he be eliminated?
One
word:
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CLOTHESLINE! |
Now
down to two men, the action heats up with...and with
the Good Lord above as my witness and I am NOT making
this up...a clothesline in the corner.
Who
was the agent for this match? Outback Jack? |

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Realizing
that regular old clotheslines won't be enough to win
this match, he heads up top to deliver a FLYING clothesline... |
...but
gets caught mid move and heaved to the floor.
Well,
live by the clothesline, die by the clothesline
I always sez!
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And
how did Mark Henry celebrate his win?

By
beating his chest like King Kong.
If
ever a match needed to be an annual tradition, it's this one!!
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