If you weren’t around when the Great Muta first came to the US in 1989, it may be easy to discount just how radically different he was from everyone else on the scene. His style was so unique from what folks would have seen in WCW (and especially the WWF!) that it was honestly kinda mind blowing. He was tremendous as our match here today demonstates.
His opponent would be young Lee Scott. The combination of those tights and that hairdo scream “I’m about to get beaten from pillar to post.”
And I mean seriously look at Muta here. The combination of that face paint and that hairdo scream “And I’m going to be the one beating you from pillar to post.”
So the match starts and Muta knocks Scott down with a shoulder block with the force of a snow plow. Scott gamely gets back to his feet, even leapfrogging his foe, only to be kicked right in the teeth. That’s just brutaful. (See it’s a combination of brutal and beautiful. I should copyright that.)
Muta decides to toss Scott outside, then hits him with a cross body, one so lovely it causes manager Gary Hart to weep. Muta follows that up by blowing green mist high in the air, like a million times cooler version of Triple H.
Shotgun dropkick off the top comes next. Again, no one, NO ONE, in WCW or the WWF was doing ANYTHING like this. Heck even now it looks super impressive. What I’d have given to see Muta vs. Pac for just one night in their primes. (Speaking of which, where IS Pac these days?)
Muta decides playtime is over and gives Scott a backbreaker in the center of the ring. Wait, no, that’s not really the center of the ring. It’s honestly not even that close. Doesn’t matter though as Muta hits a moonsault from even that absurd distance. What else can I say? Muta truly was great!