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 Booker T vs Jeff Jarrett in a San Francisco 49ers Match on the December 2, 2000 edition of WCW Nitro for the WCW Championship. Members of the site @TimWelcomed, @typicalROHfan and @TomBlackett give their (lack of) expertise on the action.

The first and only San Francisco 49ers Match features the brilliant Vince Russo brainchild of 4 boxes being hung above each corner of the ring. One holds the WCW title and you must open that box and pick up the title. The other boxes may not have held the WCW title but they held many fond memories and moments.

Part 1: The classic begins

Tim:

Booker T and Jarrett are in the ring as four cheaply made wooden boxes hang in every corner. The lady who received Booker T’s shirt makes an early argument for who the MVP of this match is by acting like a straight up wild woman towards Jeff Jarrett.

The bell rings and this historic match is underway. To prove how unscripted and real this and every match in WCW is, one of the wooden boxes falls to the ground before the two-minute mark. What does this box contain? Is it the one with the World Heavyweight Championship? Is there a python in there? Maybe it’s the book “Lying, Congressional Style” so the recipient can add one point (two points if they already have the Comprehension Perk) to their Speech Skill? No one knows right now as both men continue to battle it out.

Jarrett goes to the box finally and smashes it open. It’s a blow-up doll and its legs are goofy as hell.

The fans hoot and holler at this.  This match is wild and shows no signs of slowing down.

typicalROHfan:

The elderly Booker T t-shirt recipient getting in Jeff Jarrett’s grill is among the history of great fans hating Jeff Jarrett. It culminated in fans slapping him with straps at TNA vs. Samoa Joe; a classic you surely remember.

This was a vintage Vince Russo brainchild. It’s kind of like the past generation’s Feast Or Fired. I love that the first box is a blow-up doll. Because nothing sums up poor 2000 comedy as well as blow-up dolls. The doll took more bumps than most of the WCW main event roster.

Tom:

“How do you prepare for something like this?” asks the commentary team, and man, that’s a good question. The appearance by a stunt granny to get in Jarrett’s face justifies my purchase of the ‘Wrestling Secrets Revealed’ VHS. Is it me or is Double J looking a little huskier than usual? Not in a bad way, mind. Maybe he knew he had to beef up for a main event run in the Dubya-Cee-Dubya. It’s an upper body business, brother.

Every single time the boxes shake, I freak out with excitement, and it isn’t long until my dreams come true and a box falls down by itself. What’s inside? It’s a blow-up sex doll, of course! The match has to take a break as the entire crowd passes out from laughter. Continue reading →