Flair/Hogan- Halloween Havoc 94
Let me enlighten my fellow TSC brehs to why this match was VERY important. For starters, Flair and Hogan was the most needed match for any wrestling fan for the time. You have the regal wheeling dealing son of a gun Flair and you have the Immortal Hulk Hogan in a fukking cage. Not a regular match...but a legit steel cage match. This was to make Hogan a made man to how WCW goes down. If you want to get through the wrasslin fanbase, you got to go through the fukking cage.
Now you have Michael Buffer letting heads know what's real. Ali by the ringside like a legit GOAT and thousands of wrestling fans going ape shyt for two GOATs going at it. Now you expect Hogan to do his normal bullshyt but hell nah. Hogan straight came for blood. He ripping eyeballs, low blows, biting heads, and fukking Flair up.
He fell for the booby trap because Flair was with the shyts. Chops, Sherri doing what it do to help Flair get the advantage, and knocking Mr T out so its fair game with the ass whipping. Now we have a sonic nova of fukkery with Flair's dirty game and Hogan's creative bullshyt. It legit felt like WCW vs WWF on the grounds of Detroit.
While the ending was what it was and Hogan's fukkery card was overkill, this was the match that defined WCW for what it was. A rugged battleground where there's no Sports Entertainment bullshyt, but warriors going all out for glory.
Let me enlighten my fellow TSC brehs to why this match was VERY important. For starters, Flair and Hogan was the most needed match for any wrestling fan for the time. You have the regal wheeling dealing son of a gun Flair and you have the Immortal Hulk Hogan in a fukking cage. Not a regular match...but a legit steel cage match. This was to make Hogan a made man to how WCW goes down. If you want to get through the wrasslin fanbase, you got to go through the fukking cage.
Now you have Michael Buffer letting heads know what's real. Ali by the ringside like a legit GOAT and thousands of wrestling fans going ape shyt for two GOATs going at it. Now you expect Hogan to do his normal bullshyt but hell nah. Hogan straight came for blood. He ripping eyeballs, low blows, biting heads, and fukking Flair up.
He fell for the booby trap because Flair was with the shyts. Chops, Sherri doing what it do to help Flair get the advantage, and knocking Mr T out so its fair game with the ass whipping. Now we have a sonic nova of fukkery with Flair's dirty game and Hogan's creative bullshyt. It legit felt like WCW vs WWF on the grounds of Detroit.
While the ending was what it was and Hogan's fukkery card was overkill, this was the match that defined WCW for what it was. A rugged battleground where there's no Sports Entertainment bullshyt, but warriors going all out for glory.
