But of course, TNA returned from the dead thanks to Dixie Carter, who would define the company's direction for a decade and a half. Maybe she wanted to see more Bruce. So naturally, on the first show back, more Bruce was what we got. This was on the same show with Screech vs. the timekeeper, by the way. Great investment, Dixie! Here's Bruce vs. Glory from Wrestlicious.

"Thanks for last night, Miss TNA" sign in the crowd. Bruce is now technically the longest reigning champion in TNA history. Hermie Sadlertalks over Bruce's promo which is merciful. The crowd wants Athena. They don't get Athena, they get Christie. Bruce opens the ring ropes for her and then starts smacking her around. With pretty much exclusively hair-tossing. Big suplex by Bruce, he grabs the hair again, and uses a powerbomb for the finish. Bruce celebrates but Sadler comes up and beats him off (out of the ring).

And so begins the Second Phase of Bruce. The gay panic feud phase. Anyway this "match" blew.

Our next stop on the Bruce pain train is when he started having actual matches with men again. And hoo boy it's Hermie Sadler. The guy who to this point has a perfect win record in TNA. This is an odd pair of the feud at the top of the card (Jarrett vs. BG James) and a weird freakshow. 1.43/10 says Cagematch. I wouldn't doubt it. Let's go.

Today's anti-Bruce sign of the day is so distasteful they had to pixelate it. "Bruce fears yeast infections" is thankfully a cleaner one. James gets on the mic and calls Bruce a bundle of sticks before Jarrett bashes Sadler for being a shit racer. Jarrett kicks off with James and we get standard Memphis brawling until James comes in with a jumping forearm. Dropkick to the neck gets two. Bruce comes in and shakes his ass for James. Out comes Sadler. Bruce takes him down to the mat a couple of times and messes up his hair each time. Bruce does a headlock but Sadler counters and gets a hip toss. James tags in and trips Bruce over Sadler. Then he teases a nut shot but decides against it. HAHAHA FUNNY BECAUSE GAY. LAUGH NOW.

James is about to go for the pumphandle slam but Bruce humps back. Okay, that's actually a logical step. Jarrett decks James while the ref isn't looking and so begins the heel heat. Jarrett hits a leg-catch enzuigiri for two. ROPE CHOKING!! And then BOOT CHOKING from Bruce. James recovers out of nowhere and shakes, rattles and rolls on both men, getting a knee drop for two. Sadler comes in out of somewhere and hits a suplex. The two actual wrestlers go to the stage and Sadler hits a back body drop. Brian Lawler comes out with a bin and brains James. Brian Lee and a Harris are also involved for some reason. Sadler's meant to sit out on a sunset flip but botches. So Bruce reminds him to sit by HUMPING THE AIR TOWARD HIS ASS. It works, and Sadler remains undefeated.

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The main feud, if you can call it that, of this phase was with Jorge Estrada, or as he's better known, "whatever happened to Jorge Estrada?". This is mixed with the feud he and his valet Priscilla had with Ace Steel and his manager Mortimer Plumtree. And this was meant to involve Plumtree but Plumtree doesn't want to hurt a woman. 1.46/10 says Cagematch. Let's hope it at least is short.

Kick off with Steel vs. Estrada. Estrada goes through the ropes to try and shoo away Plumtree but Steel kicks the ropes. Bruce pulls Priscila's hair and Estrada goes for a dive over the ropes for the save. This threatens to be a fine X Division match until Bruce sticks his oar in and turns this into basically a handicap. Estrada gets a two-count but Steel breaks it up. Dropkick/powerbomb combo by the heels for two. Bruce slams and converts it into a... stomp to the face. Bruce is a sissy, say the fans. And a bundle of sticks. Estrada crossbody but Bruce rolls through. He points his ass at Priscilla. This is just a tag team heat segment now. They do all the spots. Double back body drop. Fast tags. Top rope move that Steel misses.

No hot tag to Priscilla because Plumtree drags him down. Estrada dodges a corner whip and goes up top for a crossbody on both heels for two. Flapjack by Steel but that just makes Estrada wipe out Bruce. Priscilla trips Steel and then Estrada hits a Kamikaze Crash and springboard moonsault. Up top for Estrada but Bruce crotches him. Then humps the rope. Twist of Cain by Steel, but he tags in Bruce to give him the pin. By humping. Ugh. The heels bend Priscilla over Plumtree's knee and spank her.

Meh. Not as terrible as it should be if you're watching on mute. I was, however, not.

And naturally we got this singles match, for the title. But the title is a women's title contested between two men. Estrada's at least said Priscilla gets the title if he wins. And now Lenny Lane is back involved, so shenanigans are on the menu. 0.90/10 says Cagematch. Obviously not gonna be wrong there.

Lenny has a banana. How subtle. The Rainbows have a pre-match hug. Bruce goes for a sunset flip and Estrada poses before going down. There's a bit of hold and counterhold and Estrada does La Magistral for two. Bruce does a monkey flip in the middle of the ring. This is actually very competent. Priscilla mounts the apron and that distraction lets the Rainbows do a powerbomb/dropkick combo. Bruce pins with his face in Estrada's cock. Again, subtle. Commentary talks about how Bruce is trying to be a serious wrestler, and they manage to come up with the line "coming out party" before I do. Estrada floats over on a corner charge and does a roll-up, Lenny tries to break up the pin, but Estrada converts to a Northern Lights suplex pinning both men for two! That's actually a great spot.

Bruce suddenly forgets how to wrestle and does the usual basic heel work. Eye raking, you know. Estrada hits a crossbody for two and Bruce does a back elbow for the same. Estrada's left on the apron, Bruce tries to sunset flip him out, and Estrada manages to convert to an outside Frankensteiner! Back in the ring Bruce does a springboard sunset flip for two. Back suplex by Estrada, then a springboard bulldog for a double down. . When we're back it's all very punchy-punchy and basic. Kamikaze Crash, moonsault, but Bruce gets the knees up. Fruit Loop by Bruce but it's broken up by Priscilla invading and... kissing Bruce? Estrada dropkicks Bruce out. Lenny goes to threaten her, but Estrada dives on to everyone. The Rainbow Express are arguing again. There's a big chase scene until Bruce slips on the banana skin Lenny left, and gets counted out. Yes, really. Bruce is #AndStill.

What the fuck was that. An actual decent exchange for three minutes, then the same old WCW Match and shenanigans with a silly finish.

And so, we conclude Bruce's journey as it started. With a tag team tournament. Russo's only just gotten the Rainbow Express back together and he's hotshotting their break-up. Sadly, their break-up didn't come in a match so it's not going in. But we have this, Alan Funk's last match on the TNA PPVs. What happens when two wrestlers who can do spectacular spots but can't get consistent, meet two wrestlers who are just kind of boring? Let's find out.

I'll be honest, I don't know which Maximo is which. Lenny stalls for time by going for the hug. He really flounces along on the OVW Run Thing and gets tripped up. This is apparently Joel, and Bruce grabs the hair, but Jose dropkicks Bruce off the apron and dives into him. Lenny hits what appears to be a Skull-Crushing Finale and goes for a dive of his own. Bruce humps the mat for no reason. The Rainbows use a bit of double teaming on Joel, ending in Lenny doing a camp splash and Bruce humping him from behind. Joel manages to fight back and then the SATs go for a moonsault/leg drop combo. Lenny breaks up the pin.

Lenny wipes out Jose on the apron and now he's against Joel. Joel shoves Lenny off the top but Lenny comes back and lands a headscissors for two. In comes Bruce, and the fans love him for some reason as he suplexes Joel into the turnbuckle. Dueling "Gay is OK" / "No it's not" chants. Meanwhile Joel nails Bruce (with a dropkick) and it's now Jose/Lenny. Bruce tries to get involved and do a bulldog, but gets crotched into a Tree of Woe. Lenny gets tripped into Bruce's crotch, and Jose tips them over to land in a 69 position. Nice spot, shame about the rest of this match. Fruit Loop but Joel breaks it up. Lenny pulls down the top rope and screws Bruce! He's trying to go it alone but gets kicked on the top rope and the SATs hit the Spanish Fly to finish it.

And how did it all end? Two weeks later Bruce revealed he was straight all along, and gave his Miss TNA crown to his girlfriend, April (who had been with Brian Lawler the past several months). Neither he nor the Miss TNA crown was ever seen again. A fittingly disappointing end.

It's been a long time since I talked about - well, a bad match, let's face it. But in particular, a bad match that derives from one of the competitors going into business. But tonight we'll have two of them, with the same protagonist! Rachael Ellering continues what seems to be a trend of second-generation women wrestlers with overinflated egos, and yet doesn't have the courtesy to be good at wrestling like Charlotte or even Tessa. Here she is against a woman who would later be best known as a magician's assistant in the NWA!

Ring announcer is Melissa Santos. That's a real throwback for me. Rachael has a shirt that says "learn to work". She starts by rolling TO THE OUTSIDE and challenging a bald man wearing a CJ T-shirt. CJ goes for a takedown but Rachael just doesn't move. A front facelock ends in CJ just pushing Rachael over for a pin for two. CJ gets deadweighted on a suplex and then an armdrag. She calls for a TEST OF STRENGTH SPOT but Rachael wrenches on a wristlock until CJ cartwheels out. An exchange of wristlocks, CJ sells hers but Rachael doesn't reciprocate. CJ does a rope walk armdrag and Rachael just stands there. She eventually does get dragged, very late. High knee and bulldog by CJ ends in kickout at one.

CJ's clearly setting up for a top rope headscissors but Rachael ignores it and dumps her. She hits a running senton for two. Eventually CJ gets the program and stops co-operating too, stopping on an Irish whip. "This is as close to a shoot as you are gonna see" -who was the commentator for this show? He can fuck off. Anyway, there's a staredown, Rachael goes for a big boot but CJ just stands up. Rachael offers a free hit on her knees, CJ ignores it... long staredown. They go right to the finish where Rachael has a fireman's carry, CJ does a sunset flip, and Rachael rolls right out after the pin and fucks off.

What a trainwreck this was. Clearly a certain someone got cranky over the result. Glad she was never given an opportunity to do something stupid again... oh wait.

Yep, one year later, after the double whammy of her blow-up and her embarrassing Mae Young Classic endeavours, Rachael Ellering is in STARDOM for some reason. She did get dragged kicking and screaming to a good match by Mayu Iwatani, so maybe that's why she's in the 5★Star. Will she put on a strong showing against Queen's Quest-era Konami? You do know what thread you're in, right?

Rachael comes out to "Hit Me With Your Best Shot", which is ironic as we'll see. Konami has a stolen mask. Lock-up sees Rachael have the power edge instantly. She gets a fireman's carry takeover. Konami gets a headlock and Rachael lifts out of it to do one of her own. A big boot seems to blast Konami's soul out of her body, but she responds with a couple of kicks to Rachael's chest, including a pretty stiff-looking slider. She gets the arm for a while before Rachael gets the rope break. Dropkick by Konami to the arm, and Rachael kicks out just before two.

Time for Rachael to make her comeback, slamming in shots with her good arm. Cutter and a FULL-weighted senton by Rachael gets two. Konami dodges a corner charge, starts kicking again... Rachael dodges and nails an STO. Second rope leg drop by Rachael gets two. She does a really light buckle bomb. Understandable I suppose, given the bum arm. Konami catches her arm on the buckle and when we're back on the mat she's got an armbar locked in. Rachael lifts out, but that doesn't stop Konami from converting into the Triangle Lancer! "SHUT UP, DAICHI" -Rachael Ellering, on whether she'll give up. Succint and effective.

Back on feet, and Konami brings back the kicks, including an enzuigiri that really giri's that enzui. Another one has Rachael holding her head and gets two. Clearly we're on the express train to Concussion Land as a leg-catch enzuigiri and a springboard kick nail Rachael in the head again for another two. Rachael does what she does best and starts deadweighting. She tries her best Triangle Lancer setups, but Rachael just brushes it off. More kicks from Konami but Rachael does a Boss Woman Slam. "FUCK YOU, BITCH" -thanks, Rachael. Rachael does a reverse powerbomb then pins Konami with a knee on the chest for three. "Don't kick me that hard again, okay?" -Rachael to Konami post-match. Don't worry, she'll never even have the opportunity to kick you that hard again.

To the uninitiated this can just feel like a realistic struggle. But for those who know the Wrestle Circus match, you know what to look for, and you can see the signs of a match falling apart as one competitor throws a shitfit. Good thing Rachael Ellering has been forgotten since... wait, she went to WWE? and TNA? and AEW twice?

It's wild that TNA holds the record of both Hulk Hogan and Randy Savage's last ever matches. And, were it not for an uncomfortable cash grab in 2022, they would have had Ric Flair's too. Savage's last match has a WrestleCrap induction to itself and was a bit of a debacle, so let's see what it's all about. The Macho Man returns from a four-year absence from the ring (last seen in the New York Rules battle royal) to join Team TNA against Basically The nWo Again (Hall, Nash, and Jarrett). On the same night as that legendary cage walk in AMW vs. XXX. At 4.77/10 it's apparently incredibly good by this thread's standards, but let's go anyway.

Oh, apparently Savage has been kidnapped. The INTRIGUE! The Kings come out in Elvis "inspired" gear to the Flying Elvises theme. Hardy is probably at his worst in terms of addiction here, and that's even including 2011. At least he shows up. This starts 3-on-2. and it's AJ vs. Jarrett. Big stalling to start. Once we've begun there's no way around it: Jeff Jarrett really could wrestle, and it shows when he's wrestling AJ and not a total stiff. OVW Rope Thing leads to AJ hitting a crisp dropkick. In comes Hall, who works the arm and disrespects AJ. AJ rolls over Hall's back and cuts him down with leg kicks and another dropkick.

AJ calls out Nash, who does some kung-fu poses. He stands up, and throws slugs, and the air has left this match already. Snake Eyes countered and a third AJ dropkick gets Nash off his feet. More dropkicks to cut off the other two, then hot tag to Hardy who starts cleaning up. Multiple double leg nutshots by Hardy mistreat Nash. Hall takes a cheap shot, Hardy wipes out the apron but Nash hits a big boot. Time for Jarrett heat with ROPE CHOKING! Hall hits a messy chokeslam for two. Sidewalk slam by Nash but AJ breaks it up. Hall does an abdominal stretch, thankfully without drinking this time. He does what starts as an STF but switches to hair-pulling and paintbrushing. Hardy gets an enzuigiri outta nowhere.

Hot tag once again to AJ who cleans house, though he kind of whiffs his dropkick to Nash. Reverse DDT to Jarrett for two. Styles Clash teased but Jarrett counters and takes it to the apron, AJ goes for the Phenomenal Forearm but Nash sweeps his foot out from the rope. AJ takes a pretty nasty landing. Hall comes in with a fallaway slam but ref spots the feet on the ropes. Nash starts bullying AJ in the corner and going for repeated pins, and one of AJ's kickouts comes dangerously close to bumping the referee. Big gutbuster by Jarrett who tries the Figure Four but AJ converts into a small package.

Hall hits Hardy, causing a ref distraction that lets Jarrett keep going. BEARHUG because it's the 70s. AJ tries to fight back and gets a tag but the ref misses it. Back to AJ/Jarrett and they have a fun exchange ending in a double down. Finally Hardy gets the tag and goes right into it. Whisper in the Wind to Jarrett, and he clears out Hall and Nash, but Jarrett has the edge back. Hardy counters the Stroke and hits the Twist of Fate, AJ gets a crossbody on Hall... Nash pulls the ref away and decks him because OF COURSE. AJ/Nash BOTO, Hall clocks Hardy with the guitar mid-Swanton, Hardy's on Jarrett with no referee. PESCADOOOOO by AJ to Hall.

After an eternity Randy Savage finally shows up. In all black, washed up, asking for a tag (on the wrong corner, not like it matters). He punches. And punches. And punches again. Jarrett gets a sleeper but Savage counters with one of his own. TRIPLE SLEEPER SPOT! Jarrett pulls Savage down, and then Savage punches him once more and pins him for the.... three? Big celebration as the match just ends. This was all done to set up Jarrett vs. Savage at the next show but Savage refused to put Jarrett over and TNA, for once, realised how dumb that was and sent him packing.

This was going to be a green match until Savage's wet fart arrival. We all know Savage for his best move: stand-up punches!

Oh hey, here's that Ric Flair last match I mentioned. It was on a random Impact, it was against one of the deadest eras of Universal crowds, and yet, by serendipity, Ric Flair almost ended his career against Sting! The stipulation is that if Sting wins, he gets Hogan at Bound for Glory. If Flair wins, Sting has to retire. This has divided Cagematch, so let's see where I fall on the fence.

Full introductions by JB. Big match feel. They lock up, Sting shoves Flair and makes him do a shoulder bump. Flair does a wristlock, Sting tries to do the drop-down kip-up but stumbles badly. Sting locks Flair's arm, Flair counters with a slow-mo drop toe hold. Sting manages to get a grounded hammerlock. "Get him off me" -Flair, forgetting how wrestling works. There's a shoving match as we go to break. Several ads later they take it in turns to hit each other in the corner. Flair goes up top, but he's not against Harley Race in '83 and Sting tosses him off. Flair under-rotates and almost lands on his head.

Sting clotheslines Flair out, and after a bit of rest time, we go TO THE OUTSIDE where Sting takes a guardrail whip but comes back with a clothesline. Referee Earl Hebner is trying to stop Sting's cornered punches which lets Flair hit Sting in the cock. Flair does a sad version of his chops but Sting no-sells and does some mounted punches. Stinger Splash misses and Flair takes out the knee. Slow-mo Figure Four follows, and Flair isn't really wrenching, he just sits there. Sting turns it around, and Flair rolls away to the ropes. He stomps away at Sting's knee, then goes the corner and does more sad chops. He can't even do the strut any more.

Sting starts no-selling and soon Flair's on the turnbuckle. Sting meets him with a superplex and ooh.... oh no. Looks like Flair's hurting. Immortal's running in but they're too slow so Hebner has to stop counting the pin. Sting wipes out four guys, Bully Ray is about to hit Sting with a chain, but out comes Anderson for the save. In all the confusion, Hogan gives a stumbling Flair brass knucks which he uses to wipe Sting out... wait no, Sting gets a shoulder in the direction of "up". Sting's no-selling again, Stinger Splash gets a terrible imitation of a Flair flop. Scorpion Deathlock on, Flair gives up, it's Sting/Hogan at BfG!

It's just so sad, Flair's too old for this shit, he's trying to do spots he can't anymore. He legit tore his triceps in this match, and that kept him out of the ring for ten blessed, blessed years.

We return to Mexico for a match you may have heard of, but you weren't aware full footage existed. I wasn't aware until now! This one's pretty infamous for a certain reason, and I'm expecting it to be a red match. But here's Mexican hardcore.

Angel o Demonio is neither an angel nor a demon, he is a sphere. The casket is in the middle of the ring. Cuervo flies in with punches and ROPE CHOKING! He gets a chair and smacks it right in AoD's head. Then MORE ROPE CHOKING! He teases the casket way too early so AoD can fight back and give his own chair shot to the head. AoD struggles with a length of barbed wire and eventually manages to make it reach Cuervo's face. This makes him the babyface. He brawls Cuervo into the casket, celebrates too early, and can't close the lid. Cuervo's back on top briefly but AoD manages to suplex him on to the casket. TO THE OUTSIDE and AoD chucks a canister or something. They're up on the elevated walkway, Cuervo kicks AoD into it, then dives into the crowd. Once AoD's recovered it's time for a chop battle.

AoD briefly goes to the back and collects some cinderblocks. This lets Cuervo grab another chair and scramble AoD's brains some more. AoD's on the inside while Cuervo's on the outside, and he picks up one of the cinderblocks and CHUCKS IT FULL FORCE RIGHT AT THE BACK OF CUERVO'S HEAD WHAT THE SPANISH-SPEAKING FUCK. Cuervo's out cold there, AoD's working the crowd still as if he hasn't just nearly killed a man. There's a long, long, uncomfortable wait. Thankfully Cuervo didn't literally die, but when we next see him, he's barely standing and being shakily helped to the back in a manner not unlike Weekend at Bernie's. AoD's left alone in the ring, and puts himself in the casket so we can technically have a finish. He's too fat to fit.

Yeah, fuck that match. Really basic hardcore turned into almost an actual murder. Apparently AoD meant to hurt Cuervo, as a receipt for the chair shots. WITH A FUCKING CINDERBLOCK??? Utter trash.

I prayed I'd never see this matchup again. But, on a walk through a certain wrestling blog, I found out that they ran the Bushwhackers/Rougeaus match again. And someone filmed it. Granted, on a shitty handheld camera, but it was filmed. And so I get to watch yet another Bushwhackers/Rougeaus match, at a distance with a grainy camera so I can't even see what was meant to be funny. This is at what is now Edion Arena Osaka. Goto won the big one not knowing he was standing on the hallowed ground where a Bushwhacker bit a Rougeau on the ass, probably. Let's go.

Of course, one of the flaws of being a fancam is that I can even less tell the members of these two teams apart than usual. At least Osaka gets to hear All-American Boys like it deserves. The Kiwis kick off by polishing each other's heads. The balder of the Rougeaus demands whichever Bushwhacker this is take his hat off. I believe it's Jacques, because I can't see Ray's brilliant moustache on this guy's face. We're about to get a lock-up, but Jacques backs off and kips up just because he can. Oh yeah, that's a Jacques spot for sure. Crowd chants for Dynamite Kid, whom Jacques famously beat the shit out of once. It's like chanting CM Punk to Jack Perry.

Jacques offers a handshake but gets blown off repeatedly, so he kicks the Kiwi about. He does that leapfrog counter to a back body drop. He holds back the Bushwhacker so Ray can attack, but the other Bushwhacker grabs Ray! It would have been a great spot if they'd done a Rock Em Sock Em Robots sort of thing by manipulating each other's arms, but no, both heels just get beaten up. DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE to Ray and time for the Kiwis to march about and waste time. At least the crowd is having fun. Ray hits a Kiwi from behind and gets a bit of heat. The Bushwhackers counter an abdominal stretch with a bite on the ass, and that clears them out for more time-wasting.

Jacques gets a cheap shot in letting Ray get some heat. With ROPE CHOKING! Jacques does his back elbow and shoves the other Kiwi off to force a ref distraction and allow a leg-splitter. Whichever Bushwhacker this is is bumping great but badly underselling. Ref misses a hot tag. Abdominal stretch with Ray grabbing outside for assistance. Ray really kung-fus it up on a thrust kick. Eventually he gets headbutt in the cock. Jacques causes a distraction to make the ref miss the hot tag again. Quebec Crab and knee drop. The quick tag bullying continues while the other Bushwhacker runs in like an idiot as if he doesn't know that'll cause more double-teaming.

Eventually the Kiwi gets a shitty shoulderblock that enables a hot tag. Jacques and Ray bounce all around for whichever Bushwhacker this is, playing a great dazed act for a meeting of the minds. Ray does a trip from the outside and Jacques hits an elbow for two. The Rougeaus do-si-do about each other and dropkick the Kiwis. Ray holds whichever Kiwi back but You Know This Spot. Battering Ram, done.

Hm. Maybe the Bushwhackers are a lot less offensive when they're not close-up. Still, this was not good, and not even acceptable. It just... wasn't eye-gougingly painful.