![]() Over the course of the next few years, he would step back into the TNA ring from time to time, most notably to give Kid Kash and Don Callis grief. After this horrendous showing, he returned back to his much safer spot at ringside, ringing the bell. It’s all over!!! The winner, at :43 seconds in the first round – Screech. Motionless on the canvas, he’s not gonna beat the count. Ohhhhh, a vicious right hook from Screech. He still has to last 40 seconds to make it to round two. Screech counters with a crunching bodyshot.Ī vicious Joe Frazier-like left hook to the side of Tiny’s head follows. Ohhh, he misses with a big overhand right haymaker. Fifteen seconds go by, and then Tiny charges in like a bull for the first punch of the fight. Both boxers appear to be patient and want to take time to feel each other out. The electricity in in the air as the bell rings to start this not-really-long awaited matchup, scheduled for 3 one-minute rounds. The odds in Vegas appear to shift a little in Tiny’s favor. My prediction – Despite the physical mismatch, I’m taking Screech by a tough 3rd round decision.Īs we head down to ringside, it appears Jeremy Borash has signed on to be Tiny’s coach. Whether surrounded by thugs in a dark alley, or in a baseball card shop in search of true gem-mint Barry Bonds rookies, you can count on West to get you though life struggles. While Screech is going it alone, Tiny has the spiritual guiding of Don West. Perhaps Tiny’s only edge in that of cornermen. The only physical activity on his resume was an in-ring attack on him by James Mitchell’s Disciples, in which his man-puppies were exposed. Weighing in at 310 pounds on a 5′ ‘7″ frame, he looks like he’s gonna need a quick KO, as his stamina is questionable. Tiny the Timekeeper, well, he’s a bit of a mystery. While being outweighed, he does have the edge in experience, as he is fresh off of a 2nd round KO of fellow jackoff, Welcome Back Kotter’s Horshack, in one of those hokey “celebrity boxing” shows. He’s coming in at a lean, lanky 5’10”, 170 pounds. This savage showdown was set to make the WWF’s Brawl-For-All look like an ordinary evening of bridge at the Stunt Granny’s nursing home.īefore we go ringside, let’s look at both fighters. Hagler- Leonard, Ali-Foreman, Butterbean-Gunn, move over. With the spotlight on him for the first time, Tiny reluctantly accepted. West, a wussy in his own right, quickly pawned the challenge off to the man sitting to his right, the timekeeper known as Tiny. Punked out and being a total wimp, Jeremy tried to lure Don West into the ring to take on Screech in a boxing match. Screech said the only man he would consider taking on in the ring was TNA’s own walking-penis with a mic, Mr. Whatever the reason, he started to pick on the only man in the world smaller and nerdier than he was, Jeremy Borash. Maybe e was pissed at the world because someone stole his spank-material copy of former castmate Elizabeth Berkley in the classic Showgirls. Perhaps he thought his new goatee made him tough. Once on camera and on the mic, I noticed a bit of attitude from our old Saturday morning dork. The fact that Dustin “Screech” Diamond’s only current project of any note involved his overdue dirty laundry and a bottle of Tide, I began to get really concerned about what was gonna unfold. A) Eric Bischoff brings them in so he has an excuse to be “cool” and hang out with them, or B) the celebrity is there to shill his current project. Immediately I smelled something rotten, because celebrities in wrestling mean only one of two things. ![]() Yep kiddies, it’s Screech from NBC’s Saved By The Bell. If the sight of Ron Killings being physically equalled, taken to the limit, and eventually LOSING to 175 pound Nascar driver Hermie Sadler wasn’t bad enough for you, out walked this guy. ![]() What better way to water down their groundbreaking X-Division, than by having a bunch of country singers and Nascar drivers wondering around in the mix. The early days of TNA were filled with all kinds of bumpkin-mentality celebrity guests. While Rocky Marciano rolls over in his grave, let’s all take a look back at the gloved antics of this week’s JOTW, Tiny, the TNA Timekeeper. ![]() Thanks to TNA, I got to see the real fight of the year for only a fraction of the cost. I didn’t want to pay $54.95 see those jokers on PPV. You may think I’m referring to the long awaited Mike Tyson vs. The other – taller, leaner, perhaps the better athlete, but still untested. One man was short and stocky, and rumored to be immovable. Mano a mano, we would see who the real man was. ![]() The summer of 2002 will long be remembered as the moment two men stepped into the ring in front of the whole world to duke it out. ![]()
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