Many sites have a match of the week but ours is a little different. These matches are the ones that are fun to watch… in the non-traditional way.
This week, we’ve chosen Sting vs. Rick Steiner from WCW’s The Great American Bash ’99. Members of the site @TimWelcomed, @typicalROHfan and @TomBlackett give their (lack of) expertise on the action (and look, we’re sorry for the DailyMotion link but we couldn’t find it on YouTube!)
Part 1: The entrances.
Rick Steiner is first out. He was the TV Champion for some brilliant reason at this time. I love the set for this Great American Bash. It screams “we may not care about this like we used too.”
I’ll always respect Steiner for putting dog-shaped hood ornaments on his ring jacket.
Next up we have Sting’s entrance. No fancy ring jacket. Still coming out to that depressing music (Seek and Destroy was better). His hair is as wet as something that a lot of water has touched.
I always thought Rick Steiner underwent a large change in his look when turning heel but seeing this makes me realize all he really did was lose the headgear and add “bad ass” things such as an airbrushed leather jacket, a bandana, the all important sunglasses and a blonde streak in his facial hair. He basically looks like a member of Aces and Eights.
WCW Sting <3
I can never get over how cheap PPV sets looked back in the late 90s, especially WCW’s. Rick Steiner’s jacket is incredible though. It took me a while to realise that the things on his shoulders were little chrome dogs, and I thought they were ice cream scoops or something. Why would he have ice cream scoops on his shoulders? LOOK, I DON’T KNOW.
WCW is the worst at choosing which signs to zoom in on. The first reads “He’s back in black. Tammy.” which I don’t get at all (is it a Tammy Lynn Sytch reference? Whuh?), while the other is tiny grey text on a pink background, so it’s completely impossible to read.
“He’s mysterious. We don’t know where he’s coming from.” says Tony Schiavone of Sting, even though we just heard him as being announced as from Venice Beach, California. Come on, Tony!