Monday, 6 February 2017

(P, PD, BRS) MEW planet of the Primate, Longbenton

Mew - planet of the Primate

A couple of notes for this one - Wolfgang is out with an injury, but Mr D, heel manager has something else in store for Primate. Tonight is also the tag team debut of the Tyne and Wear Wolves.

The Journey. Stagecoach Newcastle are completely useless. 20 minutes freezing my tits off for a bus service that's supposed to run every 5. This is partly due to the roads and traffic, but they've had long enough to figure out a way around it. Once the bus arrived and I'd thawed out, the metro to Longbenton was its usually clunky but somehow functional self. Functional enough to get where it's supposed to be, but not to timetable. Metro apologises. Incidentally, if you want a full on laugh at some interesting theories regarding train delays, check out the Facebook page, metro apologise. My personal favourite "wrong size disco ball ordered, trains delayed metro apologise"

No pre show pint elsewhere due to stagecoach's idiocy, but there will be a post show bevvy to review. The bar area of the social club does allow people waiting for the show to have a beer without begging local members to sign them in under the arcane rules of the CIU. Newcastle Exhibition. my favourite thing about social clubs is being able to get a well kept pint of this. Either this or a tin of mackesons stout. (Ask your grandparents).

The hall is filling up nicely. Drake's ring is being used again. I try to put the idea that this might give us 2 spoilers for the night out of my head along with the thing about the apron. The minute the show started they dissolved nicely.

Very charismatic ring announcer "sexual chocolate" gives us a rundown of some of the action we can come to expect tonight, the raffle prizes, sponsors, the food room next door and then an introduction to the referee.

MEW, like most other promotions has its own chant tradition: ring announcer points at one side of the crowd, they chant "M" the next side chant "E" and the third chant "W". Mexican wave style. There's nearly always some smart arse that shouts either a random letter, or their assigned letter at random points throughout the show. It's fairly amusing depending on their timing, though I can see some potentially getting irritated at it. There is another tradition with this particular venue, "heel corner" - one particular corner of the room where the heels get the cheered. It keeps it contained for the most part, it's pretty much voluntary, and fairly entertaining being close to it. Next time I'm back here im going to get in on some of that.

The ref needs help seeing people cheat - so we're encouraged to boo if anyone does anything nefarious behind the ref's back. Nice touch.

Tyne and Wear Wolves over Assassin and Adam Christ. Christ was a replacement for Lucas Marvel, who's seemingly vanished off the face of the planet.

Great showing by the wolves - neither Carbon or Kavero have lost a step during their hiatus. Adam Christ is like a human pinball here. Dissention in the ranks between Christ and Assassin following the match.

Sammi Jayne vs Roxxi

No reaction to Sammi at first. She's debuting for MEW tonight. Her personality came through very well during the match Roxxi was really well received, being a staple of local promotions.  Roxxi over after a tornado DDT that half ended in the ropes somehow. It might not have looked as effective as it was, unlike the german suplex into the turnbuckle earlier in the match.

Mew North east title match - Nikki star out wearing Pokemon garb. Wrecking Ball by Mikey Cyrus is perfect for this guy as an entry theme - there are enough parallels here: pretty damn talented but fairly unpredictable and manages to annoy people just enough for them to find him properly irritating. Throughout the rest of the entrances, Starr is tightrope walking the beam between fixed sets of seats, lightly kicking punters in the head, dancing about and generally irritating people. Joseph Biggs out next, the audience are a bit happier to see him. Mihai with newly acquired slave Jose. Even though Jose now belongs to a heel after the deportation match at the last event here, he's still pulling a lot the hyperactive hijinks that keep the kids loving him. Tonight, we get a Portuguese puppet promo from el sooty. Prince Ameen next, then Krobar of the purge from ICW. Liam Slater, the newly crowned North east champion Slater comes out to the vengaboys tune he's known for, and the crowd go mental for the Lazarus kid.

Multi man matches are fairly difficult to keep up with, especially at the pace this one was going. Highlights included a dive fest culminating in Ameen's hilarious magic carpet ride top turnbuckle dive on to the rest of the participants, a chain submission which could only be described as a Boston centipede. Slater retains after a fantastic entertaining match

Ameen calls out Dan Fitch to get to the bottom of why he's not in the main event scene. Fitch promises to come out of retirement to participate in the Gurjurat prince's qualifier for a main event spot - a 4 on 4 match at the next event on march 10th.

Kirby vs drake for calling spots title is up next. Kirby not in pink? Whats All this then? He's still being awesome even if he was using o-town over Kirb stomp. Yes, I've fallen into the trap of getting too used to his WCPW bit.

Drake has something against the ring crew - there's parts of that leather jacket that could have had the guy's eye out. He's also not a fan of the Calling spots title - to him it's just a toy apparently

There's a lot of good chemistry between these two, the match was a brilliant technical showcase for both of these guys and a lot of escapism. Kirby is proper old school. Drake goes over in this one, to become (whether he likes it or not) the inaugural Calling Spots champion - a belt which he throws down saying "it's just a toy"

Joe Rage out to start the second half. Here he's tagging with Alex Henry. Henry is telling Rage to follow his lead.

The NAK are the opponents tonight. Henry cheap shot to Renfrew to start. Very nice sacrificial move by Rage saving Henry from the double stomp. Miscommunication between Rage and Henry caused the end as the NAK took advantage of the situation to get the win. There was a bit of afters with a package piledriver to Rage from Henry.

NAK return to the ring to help out rage and set up Rage vs Henry (who they christened the "ginger fanny") for March 10

Main event time

Saxon Huxley (substitute for the injured Wolfgang) vs Primate

That briefcase wanker is out first. Mr D who turned on Primate last show and got speared out of his shoe zone footwear

Saxon is essentially his hired gun here. Whether Mr D has remembered the ammunition is another matter.

Primate is out to a rousing ovation. Hell, the show is named after him, and he's from walker. No blood spit this time

Interesting note Huxley is from Hartlepool. Primate is supposedly some sort of monkey... Wonder if we're going to see a noose at any point.

Lots of shoulder blocks initially. Huxley takes a nasty looking bump off the top rope to the floor. Lots of working on the back from Huxley to the point of Primate not being able to hit a German suplex as his back gave out.

Multiple Canadian backbreaker deraillers from Huxley to Primate. Harsh offence. A quick comeback from Primate following Huxley spearing him, including snap German suplexes and a buzzsaw spear to finish it.

After the match the lights went out, the Sons of Ulaid and Assassin appear ringside and decimate everyone.

Assassin got right in the face of a crowd member at one point. He looked genuinely like there was going to be trouble here. Rory Coyle from the Sons of UlaƬd got in between them and kissed the fan on the lips (bit weird, but it definitely dissipated the situation - probably out of confusion). This fan wasn't a plant either.

Post show pint at the lonsdale after the metro halfway home. Hadrian and Border secret kingdom - nice dark pint, malty and very smooth. Just what was needed to finish off the night, before boarding another metro home.

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