Once again we travel back to the majesty of the mid 90’s WWF, where it seemed that every worker had a part time job. Whether you were a plumber, a race car driver, or a garbage man, it seems that the take home of the average WWF superstar simply wasn’t enough to put food on the table.

So it should shock no one that the WWF had its very own wrestling magician. Phantasio, who actually worked in the old USWA for many years under the guise of the Spell Binder, cast a spell on WWF fans the world over.

Phantasio would come down the aisle wearing a top hat and toting a cane. If he only had a monocle, he’d have been the spitting image of Mr. Peanut.

Once he hit the ring, the magic would begin.

That is, if you replace the word “magic” in the above sentence with your favorite synonym for feces.

Phantasio not only had a mask, but wore face paint as well. Now why anyone would want to wear both is beyond me. When you add in the fact that the mask looked identical to the face paint, confusion abounds. And when you factor in that the mask made him look more like a mime than a magician, well…pass the Excedrin.

Anyway, the master illusionist (JR’s words, not mine) would remove his mask to reveal that he was chewing on foot after foot of foil.

I don’t know where you come from, but where I live, that’s magic, folks!

In a move not unlike Bret Hart, Phantasio would give his mask to some kid in the front row.

In a move very unlike Bret Hart, Phantasio’s souvenirs came equipped with slobber.

The sorcery would continue as Phantasio threw silly string about the ring.

Ya know, when you’re stealing bits from The Juicer, it’s probably time to hang it up.

All of this mischief and mayhem led up to what is arguably the worst finisher of all time:


For his greatest feat of magic, Phantasio would reach into the back of his opponent’s tights, and pull off his rival’s underwear. The rival, rightfully stunned, would then be prey to a schoolboy roll-up and pin.

In this audio clip, Good Ol’ JR sells his soul to the devil by attempting to put over the move.

And just because he was a wacky fun zany kind of guy, Phantasio would pull off the referee’s underwear as well.

There’s probably a Pat Patterson joke to be made here, but since we’re not into low brow humor at WrestleCrap, we’ll let that one go.

Shortly after his debut, Phantasio did something truly magical: he disappeared, never to be heard from again.

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