The
three way love affair is nothing
new to wrestling. It's been
done time and time again in
the business, and every time
it is, it usually takes this
form:
A)
Idiot babyface with a brain
of a chimp takes a fancy to...
B)
Wholesome, yet beautiful, valet
of...
C)
Asshole heel who treats B) like
dirt
While
it's a simple storyline, that's
part of the beauty of it - anyone
can follow it, and when it's
done well, anyone can get into
it. In fact, it's actually one
of the better storylines going,
because it involves both the
women and the men in the crowd.
The girls want to see the prick
boyfriend get his ass kicked
for treating the girl bad. The
guys want to see the ugly Quasimodo-esque
face get the girl, because they
too want to believe that despite
their own Quasimodo-esque looks,
one day that might be able to
catch a hot piece's eye and
hit that ass up.
Or
something like that.
Anyhoo,
the point here is that when
this is done right, it can get
folks into it. For evidence,
I point out what is widely considered
to be the best version of the
angle ever: Randy Savage vs.
George "The Animal"
Steele, with the lovely Elizabeth
trapped in the middle as the
grand prize.
Now
let it be known: Savage and
Steele had some bad matches.
No, they had some HIDEOUSLY
bad matches. And none of it
mattered. It didn't matter that
these weren't Flair-Steamboat,
because it was the story that
carried the bouts, and folks
got into it. Why? Because there
was a simple emotional investment
that was made by those in the
crowd.
Fast
forward about eight years to
WCW, and let's take a look at
an angle involving:
A)
Idiot babyface with a brain
of a chimp takes a fancy to...
B)
Wholesome, yet beautiful, valet
of...
C)
Asshole heel who treats B) like
dirt
In
reverse alphabetical order,
C) would be portrayed by "Diamond"
Dallas Page, B) being handled
by Kimberly Page (known then
simply as "The Diamond
Doll"), and A) taking the
form of Evad Sullivan.
Now
most of your Crappers probably
don't even remember Evad Sullivan.
Hell, even I had forgotten about
him, which says a lot since
I had actually written an entire
induction on him back in the
day (*SHILL
ALERT* which is available on
the WrestleCrap Archive DVD
*SHILL ALERT*). To sum up,
the guy was originally known
as Dave Sullivan, the simpleton
'brother' of the vile and short
Kevin Sullivan. However, Dave
didn't just have a heart of
gold; he also had the brain
of a chimp (see, it all fits!),
with the gimmick being that
he was dyslexic. Yes,
he was DYSLEXIC, so dyslexic
in fact, that the poor bastard
couldn't even spell his name
right. And thus Dave became
Evad.
That
handles Dave, but hey...what
was DDP up to at the time?
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Glad
you asked, because
it was almost as dumb
as having a wrestler
so handicapped he
couldn't even spell
his own name. See,
DDP had, and I am
just quoting WCW here,
"THE WINNING
STREAK OF A LIFETME",
racking up winnings
to the tune of $13
Million Dollars.
No
joke - just look at
his GIANT NOVELTY
CHECK (which looks
to have been scribbled
together by a group
of fifth graders)!
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Soon
enough, he was blowing
through all his cash,
getting the fanciest
cars...
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whatever the hell that
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He
would continue on
his winning ways,
becoming the arm wrestling
champion of WCW, which,
in the grand scheme
of things back then,
was like three steps
up the championship
hierarchy from being
the guy with the BIG
GOLD BELT.
And
before you email,
yes - that was an
actual championship
back in the day in
WCW. And yes, it was
called, and I quote,
"THE BIG GOLD
BELT."
That
WCW...thems were some
booking geniuses,
I tells ya.
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So
DDP is on such a roll
that he began mocking
opponents, going so
far as to put up a date
with Kimberly to anyone
who might be able to
put his arm down for
the count.
And
who should step to the
plate to take on this
challenge, but George
"The Animal"
Steele Evad Sullivan? |
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And
low and behold...he
won! |
Cut
to Kimberly, who is
made up so much to look
like Elizabeth that
I'd be willing to bet
she picked up her outfits
at the Hewitt family
garage sale on her weekends
off.
Of
course, DDP wasn't about
to just roll over and
let Evad take his bitch
out, so he and Max Muscle
(now there's a name
that needs to come back)
beat the crap out of
him, sending him back
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Oh
jeez...I had almost
forgotten about that
part of the Evad gimmick.
See,
in addition to be a
retard, he was also
"the world's biggest
Hulkamaniac."
I'd
make a joke about how
fitting it was for "the
world's biggest Hulkamaniac"
to be, in fact, a retard,
but we're above that
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So
Dave trained, said his
prayers, ate his vitamins,
yadda yadda yadda. I
guess if I was going
out with Kimberly Page,
I'd train my ass off
too.
You
know, just in case she
had a penchant for banging
Hulk Hogan obsessed
dyslexic idiots.
Off
to dinner the pair goes.
Orders are placed, google
eyes are exchanged.
And then who should
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...some
guy in a rabbit suit.
I think it actually
may have been Disco
Inferno, come to think
of it.
Now
that's a date!
Anyway,
our hippity hoppity
messenger has something
to tell Evad: he's
eating Ralph the Rabbit
stew! 
Only
one reaction for that.
Yep,
you guessed it.

After
that, there seemed only
one possible outcome
to this feud: Evad getting
his paws on DDP and
making him pay! |
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Of
course, this being WCW,
that didn't happen,
and instead, DDP pinned
him clean as a sheet.
Oh
yeah, then he stuck
his crotch in his face.
Again,
only
one reaction for that.
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After that, Evad pretty much
vanished from the scene, while
DDP went onto win a bunch of
world titles. And more importantly,
of course, kept banging Kimberly,
no doubt six times a day or
more (hey, that's what we'd
do if we had the chance).
No
wonder he needs this
these days!
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Awwwwwwwwwwwwww.
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Vomiting - with RAGE!
Disco Rabbit: "Roses are
red, violets are blue, Diamond
Dallas, says enjoy the rabbit
stew."
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