Nitro was on, but Raw was preempted by tennis. I’d love to see the reaction of wrestling fans in 2015 if Raw wasn’t on because of tennis or a dog show. There’d be so many condescending hashtags at the expense of those precious dogs. I don’t want to think about it.
This week’s show is called “Championship Friday,” because it features a championship match and aired on Friday. If you want to watch it, click here. Please enjoy the vintage Best and Worst of WWF Raw for September 6, 1996:
Worst: Matches Like This Are Why Triple H Is Always Such A Dick To People
Ahmed Johnson’s kidney got kicked so hard by Faarooq it went from looking like 1996 Ahmed Johnson to 2015 Ahmed Johnson, so he’s on the shelf indefinitely and the Intercontinental Championship is up for grabs. There’s a tournament happening to crown a new champion, and future Chief Executive Everything of WWE, Triple H, runs into an impossible round-one challenge: Sid.
The problem with this era of Sid in the WWF is that he’s not even a wrestler, he’s just an enormous muscle that flexes for a few minutes. That’s it. His matches aren’t even matches, really; he just walks to the ring, screams a lot, powerbombs a guy and leaves. It’s not in the fun Goldberg way, either, because Goldberg seemed like he wanted to win. Sid just exists, and picks people up to drop them. He’s so sweaty throughout the whole thing that it makes you feel like you’re watching a slab of meat thaw. A slab of meat in a Don Sutton wig. Anyway, Triple H gets folded in half with a powerbomb and pinned, because he’s still a few years away from, “yo I had enough a’this.”
The match is a dud, but there are two notable side stories: