Friend and blog-wars accomplice Jorge ringed my girl and I asking if we would want to see his brother’s debut on the NCW wrestling circuit. We’re always up for something different, so we said yeah.

And let me tell you it was a blast.

I am not a big wrestling fan. I use to be as a kid, where Hulk Hogan defeating King Kong Bundy was important to my personal well-being. These days though we put on WWE Raw for the hoot of it. Large sweaty men in tights speaking pompously, smacking each other about amid twisted soap-operaic storylines relying heavily of past history with scantily clad impossibly proportioned women walking about is great fun.

I mean it works for super-hero comics

Now, the NCW is a smaller, legue then the WWE, and that’s reflected in its production values. The ring and the wrestler’s entrance looked okay, but it took place in a little gynasium, with the stands consisting of simple, wooden chairs, lined 3 rows deep on each side. They won my heart over with the DIY feel of it all; it captured the feel of a WWE production, though they used consumer digital camcorders and home editing equipment. Why not video podcast it? Maybe just the highlights.

As well, I got to say, the quality of the women were APPALING. Horrible costumes, but even worse bodies and faces.

This was the female tag team match:

And this was the “hottest” wrestler there.

Women wrestler’s don’t rev my engines in any case, but even the managers hurt the eyes. It says something when audience members were better looking even when they were, as described by Jorge, the bottom of the gene pool.

I know, I know, I have a high standard for women. But how can I not, given the beauty of my own girl …

(hope that scores a few points with her, heheh)

While it is a smaller circuit, the wrestlers were not giving a lower level of performance. Their attitudes and attire did vary in quality, but not their gusto, which was fun to see. I loved seeing the smaller, athletic guys in action, they’re just so acrobatic and pulled off interesting twists.

Mind you, every match was “twisted.” All of them had cheating and none were won fairly. My writer-ly side noted the modular story structure of the matches. The same “scenes” would appear in different fights; the reversal of the fortune moment, the referee focusing on calming the enraged out of ring good guy, while the baddies wail on the tagged in partner,etc.

Jorge’s “not so little” brother put on a great performance and won the day (though he scolded us from the ring for not booing for him and his partner as they were the bad guys).

I have a bone to pick with you, Jorge. When someone says “not so little” in a suggestive way about their WRESTLER brother, they are setting the brother up as a titan. My youngest brother Roy is “not so little”; he towers over me now both physically and mentally. Your bro though was one of the slim fighter types; you are more built then him!

It wasn’t quite Kaiju Big Battel, but I won’t say no to another round.

BRISCO RULEZ!!!