NWA Power Hour, Miami, FL
This is for the NWA worlds tags teams championships held by the Steiners. Teddy Long is in his “Sugar Ray Long” phase where he’s got loaded boxing gloves.
Jim Ross says of the Steiners, “Perhaps the most awesome brother combination to ever compete in the sport of wrestling. I don’t know of any two brothers that had the opportunity to really create a dynasty that these two kids have.” Gordon Solie agrees and mentions the Funks. Ross brings up the Andersons (who were not brothers) and the Briscos.
Flair told a story in his book about the Steiners being bully-pranksters and Butch Reed being a favorite target of theirs, but Reed didn’t care much. Flair asked Simmons what would happen if the Steiners fucked with him, and Simmons said, “Flair, I’m unfuckable.”
Simmons and Scott start, do just a bit, Rick comes in and throws an absolute killer belly-to-belly suplex that big ass Ron Simmons takes alike a motherfucker and tags out. Scott gets in and dominates some, but Reed tosses him out to the floor and the worry is Scott hurt his just-recovered left arm on the fall.
Ross calls Doom “these two big ebony destroyers” at one point and I was not prepared for that. Doom give Scott a beating, showing some good tag team tactics and chemistry, making frequent tags, staying with a fresh man in and in control. Lots of power moves and big strikes. Reed hits Scott with a high knee that’s as good as you’ll ever see, absolutely drilled that fool. When Solie makes a random noise, someone got clipped.
This match stomps, kinda making the ’90 Road Warriors look like ass all over again. (A great secret of the Road Warriors is while they were always over for their entrance and when they showed up somewhere again, they had trouble staying over once the mask of invincibility inevitably was removed; by the 90s they were no longer truly special.)
Scott hits a Frankensteiner on Simmons and everyone goes bonkshit. Peanuthead cracks Rick in the back of the skull with the loaded boxing glove — and Doom have won the world titles!
BUT WAIT! Idiot Paul Ellering is here to stick his nose in everyone’s business and narc to the referee. There is a weapon in Long’s right glove, so Doom are DQ’d and the Steiners keep the belts. Paul Ellering needs to mind his goddamn business.
Really, really good power tag match, Steiners getting the very best out of Doom by being high-octane guys who can match power but also are quick, athletic, and Scott in particular can and will bump around. At their real peak the Steiners were the type of team who could do any style of match with anybody — Andersons, Nasty Boys, Doom, Sting & Luger, Muto & Hase, the Samoans, etc. They really have a strong argument as being the best tag team ever even though I know if you count the number of stars in their star ratings library that would not hold up anymore.
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