Wrestling Ribs

[mysterydriver]

I was looking up some ribs and I have found some interesting stories.

--Owen Hart waking up a tired Bulldog to go get directions from a man who turns out to be a scarecrow.

--Jerry Lawler having a 400lb wrestler keep going for a pin, exhausting the big man from going up-and-down. The guy spent the rest of his feud with Lawler going for pins by putting his foot on Lawler's chest.

--Wrestlers having their boots filled with shaving creme.

One that I am wondering if it is true or not:
--The infamous Taker/Warrior casket confrontation. The reason Warrior was gasping for air when they finally got him out is because Paul Bearer threw a 'stink bomb' into the casket with him.

There are also the ones Foley talks about in his book.

Anyone want to add. Maybe one of the wrestlers on the board can share the horror/delight of a rib.

[WHATAMANOOOVER]

Dynamite Kid (instead of steroids) injected Davey Boy with milk.

Trying to remember this one from Christian's shoot. Around 99-00, The Dudleys were already there. Christian York and Joey Matthews (Mercury) were there and getting tryouts or whatever. Buh Buh Dudley is known to be a "wiseguy" (putting it nicely) but Matthews stood up to him when they had a little altercation backstage. Later on, Matthews had enough and wanted to fight Buh Buh. Christian seeing this and being friends with the people involved jumped in and told them to stop. Buh Buh and Matthews quickly informed him he was ribbed the whole time.

[gimmieabreakbrain]

I like the time old classic of using locks on people gym bags. You take a masterlock, no not that one, and just lock them to the pipes in the washroom or the heater pipes over the lockers.

I've seen it taken to an extreme though. Having a worker piss in your boots is taking it too far. No they weren't mine but I almost had that done to me. I woulda kicked some serious ass if that did happen.

[Chainsaw]

The Greatest Story Ever Told!-Steve Corino Edition

...It was then off to the United Kingdom (a day earlier thanks to Knucklehead Kingdom James) for 1PW. This was the second set of shows for this new company and these were set to be better then the first and they were. Now before I get into the story here is a little note to all promoters-Beware if you book Chris Hamrick, Steve Corino, Al Snow, Bryce, Potter, Keenan, Meanie, etc. in the same hotel!

The first show was packed and it featured guys from TNA and well everywhere else. I wrestled Masato Tanaka the first night and for some reason the music guy hit the JOB Squad music about two minutes early and the fans were screwed out of a finish. Though we made it up the next night (at me and Tanaka's request) I still felt bad that we couldn't give the fans the finish. The 1PW fans are very good and they were awesome to Tanaka (who owes me 5000 Yen because I told him that he would be over with the fans!) and got a crap finish the next night with Fat Head Joe and Tanaka (not anyone's fault, just the way politics work sometimes) so we wanted to give them something extra.

The second night I opened the show with Charlie Haas and had a blast. Even Bret Hart watched our match and put it over. I now take back everything I said about him (hehe). Even though it was announced before the show that Charlie was going back to the WWE, the fans stayed into it and it was fun being in there with him. I wish him all the best back in the WWE and once he quits I hope to work him again (God knows I am never going there!). After the Joe/Tanaka match I ran in and had a five minute battle with Dangan. The fans were rightfully hot about the subbing and were chanting "We want Joe" for two minutes. After the way Tanaka was hitting me I was saying it along side the 1700 strong! But we got them into it and Tanaka hit me with the hardest Hootie Hoo! slap I have ever felt (Not that I have been Hootie Hoo! slapped alot of course) and then followed it up by knocking me silly with the Roaring Elbow.

Now the after show party started at the hotel bar and got ugly quick. I wasn't in the mood to drink and either was my accomplice, I mean buddy, Chris Hamrick so we decided to call Al Snow and see if he wanted to come down to the bar and hang out. Hanging out with Al is always worth a lot of laughs because he has seen it all and finds something funny out of everything. So when Hamrick called Al in his best Tommy Rich voice we could tell that the New Rocker was not going to come down. Then we decided to go up and see him, but armed. Armed with the mighty pillows from my room! Oh yeah, watch out for these guys!!! But Al wouldn't open the door. I guess 22 years in the wrestling industry teach you to never open the door when you have four guys waiting for you. We even got three girls to say dirty things to Al to get him to come out of the room but he wouldn't have anything to do with it. Finally as we are about to leave Al opens the door and throws a bucket of water at Hamrick, who blocks it with his pillow...and face. We left Al's room defeated and needed to get our heat back but how? Hmmmmm, we will knock on doors and beat people with pillows, that's how! But the problem is that everyone was in the hotel bar.

So we came up with a plan to get someone to tell the ring announcer Joe Dumbrowski (I know its spelled different but I like to say dumb when I am talking about him!) that he had a phone call in his room. Somehow Low Ki, who is the biggest heel in the world when it comes to ribs, jumped in as a look out. The signal was when he got up from adjusting his shoe we would attack. The first attack was awesome because poor Joe took a cold, wet pillow right to the face. It was like it stuck to him! I think it even knocked off his glasses!

Once we saw the success of this it was time to make a list of guys to get and of course a list of guys not to get which included Homicide (because even in the UK he was probably packing), Abyss (way too big), Samoa Joe (no sense of humor, hehehe, actually he likes to punch people in the face as a rib and if you ever worked with him you don't even like to get hit with his work punch.), and Bret Hart (which I disagreed with because we would have become Legends by getting The Hitman!). Everyone else was fair game and boy did we get everyone.

After getting Jeff Jarrett, who in turn wanted to help us, we were starting to get tired and pretty much ran out of people to beat but a young UK wrestler, who little did we know no one liked(name witheld but lets just say we became a big hit with the Chikara boys), says the words that will forever cement his place in pro-wrestling history "Hey guys let go get (Chris) Daniels", who was playing poker with AJ Styles and Samoa Joe. Hamrick and I were sitting down and Hamrick laughs and says "I'll get AJ" and I said "Well, I'm not getting Joe." and this kid goes "I'll get Joe". It was almost too good to be true. The words "I'LL GET JOE" rang through my head again as I looked at Hamrick, who met eyes with me like he wanted to kiss me but I knew better. This poor kid was going to be led to slaughter and he had no clue. Now should I feel bad? Heck yeah I should. I don't after Bryce told me what happened at Chikara, but needless to say I wasn't going to let this chance go by without seeing what would happen next. And whatever you think happened next did!!! Hamrick tells the kid that "we'll be right behind you" and "when I say go, you run full blast". Hamrick yells "go" and the kid takes off like he just stole someone's wallet. Me and Hamrick turned right back, sat down, and waited. In my mind there was no way I thought this kid was stupid to enough to 1: Believe us and B: To actually hit a crazy Samoan but he did. We heard what could have been two or three shots (and good ones at that!) and I just thought "Oh crap, this kid is dead" and boy was I right! Four seconds after the shots, here comes the kid followed by a 325 pound (I don't care what the ROH scale says, he is no 270) Samoa Joe and steam is coming out the sides of his head. He starts yelling and throwing around this kid as I look at Hamrick and say "Should we go get him?" and Hamrick, with a smile, says "Hell no." Hamrick is a smart guy. Then Joe drags this kid outside, followed by everyone in the hotel trying to stop Joe from butt raping (OK, killing is the better term) this kid. The kid somehow gets out "Corino and Hamrick, Corino and Hamrick" as Joe hits the words that will ring in Tracy Smothers mind forever "Corino and Hamrick going to save you now M-Fer" and at the end of the pile we looked at each other and said "No way" and walked back into the hotel! Boy that was fun. I felt bad that I helped ruin their poker games, which Chris Daniels told me that Joe was up about 8 pounds (I disagree. I saw him eat lunch and he had to be up around 12!), but it makes for a great Live Journal entry!

[mysterydriver]

gimmieabreakbrain said:

I like the time old classic of using locks on people gym bags. You take a masterlock, no not that one, and just lock them to the pipes in the washroom or the heater pipes over the lockers.

Funny that you bring that up as I find this:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=YH4aDwU2iV8

Here Marty Jannetty sharing a story just like that. Sounds like Mr. Perfect and him were quite a duo.

["Sweet & Sour" ImSoFudginGreat]

Adam Pearce, Ace Steel & someone else wiping there asses with toilet paper and putting it CM Punk's coat pocket, Steel and the other guy had sweat on their piece but Adam Pearce had a s****y ass and put that in his pocket

[gimmieabreakbrain]

mysterydriver said:

gimmieabreakbrain said:

I like the time old classic of using locks on people gym bags. You take a masterlock, no not that one, and just lock them to the pipes in the washroom or the heater pipes over the lockers.

Funny that you bring that up as I find this:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=YH4aDwU2iV8

Here Marty Jannetty sharing a story just like that. Sounds like Mr. Perfect and him were quite a duo.

lol I saw that too. it's so very true.

[Flynnyrd]

Jerry Lawlers book has a story about driving to a show with Jackie Fargo, down a deserted country road. A car full of other wrestlers were following them, but had dropped back a few miles. So, the King and Fargo pull over, strip naked, and get on the hood in a position that looks like Lawler is unconscious, and Fargo is raping him.

Imagine driving up on that.

[mysterydriver]

wccwfreebirds said:

Jerry Lawlers book has a story about driving to a show with Jackie Fargo, down a deserted country road. A car full of other wrestlers were following them, but had dropped back a few miles. So, the King and Fargo pull over, strip naked, and get on the hood in a position that looks like Lawler is unconscious, and Fargo is raping him.

Imagine driving up on that.

....

I'd rather not...

I wonder why no one has wrote a book about the pranks that happen on the road?

[The Booty Disciple]

wccwfreebirds said:

Jerry Lawlers book has a story about driving to a show with Jackie Fargo, down a deserted country road. A car full of other wrestlers were following them, but had dropped back a few miles. So, the King and Fargo pull over, strip naked, and get on the hood in a position that looks like Lawler is unconscious, and Fargo is raping him.

Imagine driving up on that.

Gotta love the strange crap that happened in the old Memphis territories.

If I recall correctly, it wasn't Fargo that was (mock) going at it with Lawler, but someone else...but Fargo had gotten a few miles ahead of Lawler and was walking down the road naked with his wang tucked between his legs.

I could be getting the names wrong, but the guy walking down the road with his "gimmick" (as Lawler put it) tucked between his legs is what lead to the fake-raping on the hood of the car.

Strange boys, all of 'em.

[JimHellwig]

This isn't a rib really, but in Paul Bearers shoot interview he said that they were over in Europe touring the sites with a group of wrestlers. They walk past a sex shop, Harvey Whippleman looks in the window and all the girls are standing in the window. He sees a girl he really wants, he points her out to the guys. They tell him that he should get his money out to aquire her services 'ahem', he starts counting his money and when he looks up, the woman turns the sign to CLOSED.

[Flynnyrd]

austin4wyo said:

wccwfreebirds said:

Jerry Lawlers book has a story about driving to a show with Jackie Fargo, down a deserted country road. A car full of other wrestlers were following them, but had dropped back a few miles. So, the King and Fargo pull over, strip naked, and get on the hood in a position that looks like Lawler is unconscious, and Fargo is raping him.

Imagine driving up on that.

Gotta love the strange crap that happened in the old Memphis territories.

If I recall correctly, it wasn't Fargo that was (mock) going at it with Lawler, but someone else...but Fargo had gotten a few miles ahead of Lawler and was walking down the road naked with his wang tucked between his legs.

I could be getting the names wrong, but the guy walking down the road with his "gimmick" (as Lawler put it) tucked between his legs is what lead to the fake-raping on the hood of the car.

Strange boys, all of 'em.

You're probably right, it's been a few years since I read that book. Which I found to be pretty good actually, untill the end which is much whining about his personal life.

[Jake Robert's Dealer!!!]

There was a Rib on Jeff Jarrett over a year and half ago, Someone (Rumors are that it was Scott Hall and X-Pac) put a crackpipe in Jarretts bag and it was discovered by airport security.

on Sunny's RF video shoot, she says that there was a rib pulled by the Kliq in where they stuffed Feces inside a turkey. This was intended for her or Chris Candido because Sunny had broken off her relationship with Shawn Michaels and decided to stay with Candido instead.

[HMARK Center]

imsofookingreat said:

Adam Pearce, Ace Steel & someone else wiping there asses with toilet paper and putting it CM Punk's coat pocket, Steel and the other guy had sweat on their piece but Adam Pearce had a s****y ass and put that in his pocket

They actually did that to Cabana.

[lildude8218]

chainsawiscaw said:

The Greatest Story Ever Told!-Steve Corino Edition

...It was then off to the United Kingdom (a day earlier thanks to Knucklehead Kingdom James) for 1PW. This was the second set of shows for this new company and these were set to be better then the first and they were. Now before I get into the story here is a little note to all promoters-Beware if you book Chris Hamrick, Steve Corino, Al Snow, Bryce, Potter, Keenan, Meanie, etc. in the same hotel!

The first show was packed and it featured guys from TNA and well everywhere else. I wrestled Masato Tanaka the first night and for some reason the music guy hit the JOB Squad music about two minutes early and the fans were screwed out of a finish. Though we made it up the next night (at me and Tanaka's request) I still felt bad that we couldn't give the fans the finish. The 1PW fans are very good and they were awesome to Tanaka (who owes me 5000 Yen because I told him that he would be over with the fans!) and got a crap finish the next night with Fat Head Joe and Tanaka (not anyone's fault, just the way politics work sometimes) so we wanted to give them something extra.

The second night I opened the show with Charlie Haas and had a blast. Even Bret Hart watched our match and put it over. I now take back everything I said about him (hehe). Even though it was announced before the show that Charlie was going back to the WWE, the fans stayed into it and it was fun being in there with him. I wish him all the best back in the WWE and once he quits I hope to work him again (God knows I am never going there!). After the Joe/Tanaka match I ran in and had a five minute battle with Dangan. The fans were rightfully hot about the subbing and were chanting "We want Joe" for two minutes. After the way Tanaka was hitting me I was saying it along side the 1700 strong! But we got them into it and Tanaka hit me with the hardest Hootie Hoo! slap I have ever felt (Not that I have been Hootie Hoo! slapped alot of course) and then followed it up by knocking me silly with the Roaring Elbow.

Now the after show party started at the hotel bar and got ugly quick. I wasn't in the mood to drink and either was my accomplice, I mean buddy, Chris Hamrick so we decided to call Al Snow and see if he wanted to come down to the bar and hang out. Hanging out with Al is always worth a lot of laughs because he has seen it all and finds something funny out of everything. So when Hamrick called Al in his best Tommy Rich voice we could tell that the New Rocker was not going to come down. Then we decided to go up and see him, but armed. Armed with the mighty pillows from my room! Oh yeah, watch out for these guys!!! But Al wouldn't open the door. I guess 22 years in the wrestling industry teach you to never open the door when you have four guys waiting for you. We even got three girls to say dirty things to Al to get him to come out of the room but he wouldn't have anything to do with it. Finally as we are about to leave Al opens the door and throws a bucket of water at Hamrick, who blocks it with his pillow...and face. We left Al's room defeated and needed to get our heat back but how? Hmmmmm, we will knock on doors and beat people with pillows, that's how! But the problem is that everyone was in the hotel bar.

So we came up with a plan to get someone to tell the ring announcer Joe Dumbrowski (I know its spelled different but I like to say dumb when I am talking about him!) that he had a phone call in his room. Somehow Low Ki, who is the biggest heel in the world when it comes to ribs, jumped in as a look out. The signal was when he got up from adjusting his shoe we would attack. The first attack was awesome because poor Joe took a cold, wet pillow right to the face. It was like it stuck to him! I think it even knocked off his glasses!

Once we saw the success of this it was time to make a list of guys to get and of course a list of guys not to get which included Homicide (because even in the UK he was probably packing), Abyss (way too big), Samoa Joe (no sense of humor, hehehe, actually he likes to punch people in the face as a rib and if you ever worked with him you don't even like to get hit with his work punch.), and Bret Hart (which I disagreed with because we would have become Legends by getting The Hitman!). Everyone else was fair game and boy did we get everyone.

After getting Jeff Jarrett, who in turn wanted to help us, we were starting to get tired and pretty much ran out of people to beat but a young UK wrestler, who little did we know no one liked(name witheld but lets just say we became a big hit with the Chikara boys), says the words that will forever cement his place in pro-wrestling history "Hey guys let go get (Chris) Daniels", who was playing poker with AJ Styles and Samoa Joe. Hamrick and I were sitting down and Hamrick laughs and says "I'll get AJ" and I said "Well, I'm not getting Joe." and this kid goes "I'll get Joe". It was almost too good to be true. The words "I'LL GET JOE" rang through my head again as I looked at Hamrick, who met eyes with me like he wanted to kiss me but I knew better. This poor kid was going to be led to slaughter and he had no clue. Now should I feel bad? Heck yeah I should. I don't after Bryce told me what happened at Chikara, but needless to say I wasn't going to let this chance go by without seeing what would happen next. And whatever you think happened next did!!! Hamrick tells the kid that "we'll be right behind you" and "when I say go, you run full blast". Hamrick yells "go" and the kid takes off like he just stole someone's wallet. Me and Hamrick turned right back, sat down, and waited. In my mind there was no way I thought this kid was stupid to enough to 1: Believe us and B: To actually hit a crazy Samoan but he did. We heard what could have been two or three shots (and good ones at that!) and I just thought "Oh crap, this kid is dead" and boy was I right! Four seconds after the shots, here comes the kid followed by a 325 pound (I don't care what the ROH scale says, he is no 270) Samoa Joe and steam is coming out the sides of his head. He starts yelling and throwing around this kid as I look at Hamrick and say "Should we go get him?" and Hamrick, with a smile, says "Hell no." Hamrick is a smart guy. Then Joe drags this kid outside, followed by everyone in the hotel trying to stop Joe from butt raping (OK, killing is the better term) this kid. The kid somehow gets out "Corino and Hamrick, Corino and Hamrick" as Joe hits the words that will ring in Tracy Smothers mind forever "Corino and Hamrick going to save you now M-Fer" and at the end of the pile we looked at each other and said "No way" and walked back into the hotel! Boy that was fun. I felt bad that I helped ruin their poker games, which Chris Daniels told me that Joe was up about 8 pounds (I disagree. I saw him eat lunch and he had to be up around 12!), but it makes for a great Live Journal entry!

Now I just wonder who he's talking about.

[Shy Guy]

heres one from alex shelley's livejournal. it's simple...yet amusingly funny.



Friday, Zach, Brian Gorie, Jimmy Jacobs, and Becky Bayless meet at my house for a trek over to Philly for some ROH fun. Zach just bought a new car, and he wanted to break it in something awful, so me and Gorie rode with him. Plus, it left the "Star Sparkle Glitter Couple" alone for roadhead...Or gross feet...or pictures of Ace Steel that make you not want to do stupid things 'cos the picture looks like Ace is ready to just kick your dick in the dirt...Or you know. Whatever.

Anyways, a few hours down the road, we're at a rest stop. Myself and Jimmy Jacobs get into an argument. Nothing new. But he's slightly pissed. Now, earlier, I left my bag in his car because Zach didn't have room in his trunk. So Jimmy decides it'd be a good idea to leave my bag outside by Zach's car while he leaves, and we're still inside. It actually could have been stolen or lost or run over, but it wasn't.

So a few hours later, we call him asking for directions. He's on the phone with me and asks if I grabbed my bag. I fibbed. I told him I didn't. And the best rib of all time ensued.

I started swearing at him and yelling and telling him how angry I was for what he did. I acted so disgusted I made him talk to Gorie for directions instead. He called back a few minutes later and talked to Zach. Zach played the "You're just ribbing us!" card, and man. Royal huging flush.

Young Jimmy Jacobs was SO upset by the fact he did something silly that he was calling the police asking them to look for my bag, told me he was willing to drive back from Philly that night to get it, that he'd buy me new gear, lock, stock, and barrel.

So we played the rib for about 6 hours until we got to Philly. I even went so far as to verbally contemplate who's gear I was going to borrow at the ROH show, how I'd get clean clothes to wear, etc., etc., while we were eating a later dinner.

So we arrive at the place we were staying, and voila. I nonchalantly walk into the house with my bag. Jimmy Jacobs just kinda held his head down and gave everyone hugs. Bwahaha.

[KLRA]

Jimmy Jacobs is one of those people that is incredibly easy to rib for one reason or another.