posted on Jul, 16 2004 @ 02:36 PM
For Flair to demean Randy Savage and Mick Foley is outrageous! In my opinion, as someone who has worked with all three of them (and everybody else
from that era too) Ric Flair couldn't even lace up Randy and Mick's boots! They were both hard workers and exciting innovators who at least made every
possible effort to put on some kind of a different show from night to night. Either one of them could call a great match any time they wanted. So what
if Randy wanted to put in an even greater effort by designing a great match in excessive detail? That is a quality, not a flaw, and Flair is too lost
in time to grasp it.
Sure Flair could call a match, the exact same one over and over, talking and telegraphing every move! I can also say that Ric was a blatant expose
every time he cut himself. "Hey look, Ric Flair's blading! " Some great pro! If old time shooters like Ed Strangler Lewis or Frank Gotch were to look
down from the heavens I'm sure they'd be more impressed with Randy and Mick's realism and psychology than Flair's phony chops and upside-down flips
into the corner, where amazingly he somehow landed right on his feet! - only to jog down to the next corner - where he climbed right up and - even
more amazingly - took ten or fifteen seconds to maneuver his opponent's hands carefully onto his chest so he could take a phony beal back into the
If done on rare occasions, such silly routines, because they are highly amusing and entertaining, often go undetected for how ridiculously phony they
But this pathetic routine was performed every time Flair went blank, and let me tell you, he went blank all the time!
As for Ric's criticism of how my comeback was repetitive, all I can say is that I felt that, logically speaking, why wouldn't I break into my patented
arsenal of best moves before going into my finish? I did, in fact, change it up from time to time, but I also recognized that most fans completely
understood what I was doing. It made as much sense as doing the same finishing move every night, except my finish was a series of moves. The fact that
Ric took exception to this is a simple example of his inability to fully understand ring psychology.
The day after I wrestled Davey at Wembley at Summerslam 92 in front of 86,000 fans I flew to Baltimore. They were playing a tape of the show in the
hotel bar and I was watching a tape in my room when there was a knock at my door and low and behold both Randy and Flair stood there beaming. They
each shook my hand and I remember Flair excitedly grinning and praising me saying, "Brother, that was the greatest match I've ever seen. The
For Ric Flair to say that I wasn't a draw is just plain ridiculous. I'm very sure that I sold enough tickets throughout my career. Who is he kidding?
Everyone knows that most of the time WCW wrestlers worked in front of empty chairs in empty arenas. All one has to do is watch Flair's DVD to see the
empty seats and the exact same match with every opponent, whatever their shape or size. After Vince made him redo his SNME match his days were
numbered in the WWF because he clearly wasn't what he was cracked up to be.
Six weeks later Flair was told to lose the belt to me in Saskatoon on October 12, 1992. As I understood it, Flair declined putting me over on TV,
despite the fact that he himself had just told me that Wembley was the best match he'd ever seen ! Let alone that I was the biggest draw the WWF had
in Europe and all the foreign markets, consistently main eventing in front of, not sold out buildings, but entirely sold out tours! And I had a very
strong following in North America too. The WWF was reeling from sex and steroid scandals at that time and I was seen as a safe bet to carry the belt,
in large part, because I worked hard and I kept my nose clean. When I won the title in Saskatoon that night I came back to the dressing room with a
dislocated finger and a rolled ankle, both as a result of Ric failing to tell me what he was doing in the ring. (I generally never got hurt.)
I worked with Flair every night for a while after that and I finally went to Vince totally exasperated and told him that I thought that Ric was
intentionally sabotaging my matches every night since I'd won the belt. To be honest, Ric always worked hard but nothing he did in the ring ever made
sense. Just when he'd masterfully worked my leg he'd suddenly grab a headlock and call a long series of running high spots! Just when we had the crowd
ready to burst he'd call some lame spot that would kill all the heat we'd built up and I forever found myself shaking my head at how we'd have to
build it up all over again. Most of what Ric called made him look like a world beater and in some matches I'd blast him with fifteen or twenty
terrific looking working punches only to see him never go down but then finally wobble and take one of his pathetic and comedic face bumps. Sometimes
he'd do his upside-down flip into the corner two or three times in a row and in one match, only days after I won the title, he called for a small
package out of a figure four and pinned himself without even giving me a comeback! When I finally went to Vince he scolded me and told me that I was
his champion and from here on in to take charge of my matches - and that Flair wasn't as good as he was cracked up to be! I was trying to respect Ric
at the time but since he was heading back to WCW I had no choice but to take control. Ric apologized to me saying he was having problems at home but
today he's telling some bull# story about Charles Barkley and the Ultimate Warrior.
[Edited on 16/7/04 by TRD]