WCW: The Comic Book was published in the early 90s by Marvel Comics. Nobody in wrestling or comics paid it much attention, and after 12 issues, it was cancelled and lost to the ages. Until now.
On Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, @tomblackett will post a new page of the WCW comic with his comments and we’ll read through it together. We’ll be there for each other, through the good (Vader! The Steiners! Sting! Cactus Jack!) and the (Johnny B.) Badd.
WCW: The Comic (Issue One, Page 4)
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Tom: The Battle Royal begins and all the pink on this page is pretty garish. MY EYES, NEIL YOMTOV. YOU BASTARD. YOU SON OF A BITCH. MY EYES. LEARN TO COLOR.
Why would the kid with Sting facepaint be cheering for the Diamond Studd? Did he just put the facepaint on to be ironic? Pretty rude.
This is also the first page where Johnny B. Badd gets a couple of lines of dialogue. He’s still fairly tolerable here, but it’s not long until he gets completely obnoxious, so look forward to that.
LINE OF THE ISSUE SO FAR: “Johnny B. Badd stinks on ice!”
I’ve never told anyone they ‘stink on ice’ but… maybe I definitely should? All the time?