The Most Useless Tag Team or Stable Ever?

[HarmonicGenerator]

Lo down with Tiger Ali Singh were pretty useless in fact they were dire!

I'm not having that! Perfectly decent Sunday Night Heat level tag team. Yeah, they were never going to be champions but Lo Down was the best thing Chaz and Singh ever did. Raja and Baja forever!

[Sergio Mendacious]

Deuce & Domino (and they even put the belts on them!) 

 

 

Let's not go crazy here. They weren't the best, but the gimmick (especially the best music a team ever had) puts them over the top.

[Guest]

Although, it did feature Zeb on a mobility scooter so every cloud and all that.

Worth it for this alone:

 

https://twitter.com/WrestlingArcade/status/664809814124400640

[mim731]

 

Fooking shite. WCW Special Forces my arse.

Not having that, Firebreaker Chip was ok. Everything in early 90s WCW is boss and completely excusable.

[eugenespeed]

Million Dollar Corp. get my vote if this is a WWF question but as it's industry wide, I'm going to have to go for the cheapest of all the cheap imitations - Sports Entertainment Xtreme. You have to spell Xtreme without an E on the front of course, because then the acronym is SEX. Get it? It's edgy. Like TNA, it appeals to the cool kids because it's a rude word. Or something.

 

So SEX is the worst nWo rip off imaginable. Headed by Vince Russo, because killing one company wasn't enough, and featuring such utter fucktards as the Harris Boys (if this is the only mention they get on this podcast, I'll buy Karl's beer for a month), Stone Cold Glenn Gilberti, Mike Sanders, that fat Elvis dude, Erik Watts for fuck sake and a handful of up and comers whose career's were set back ten years and a smaller handful of actual talents like the Road Dogg and Grandmaster Sexay who could give a fuck at this point because they were in TNA.

 

Not a chance in hell should Russo have been on TNA, let alone trying to recreate an angle everyone vividly rememembered but with talents who wouldn't get in the nWo B team's second reserve squad. And poor old AJ Styles played second fiddle to this shit. One and only redeeming feature was the one shots who came in during this stuff - notably Tony Schiavone.

 

I was thinking about this myself. I'm willing to forgive the typically Russo-esques names, TNA vs SEX because I did enjoy the concept of Pro Wrestling vs Sports Entertainment. 

 

My main gripe with that stable is just how they fizzled out. No ending whatsoever, they were there, and then they weren't. 

[darkship]

The Million Dollar Corporation – what a heap of shite. We all know 1995 was the nadir of the WWF and with this firm of gimps taking up television time and feuding with the top faces that year, it’s not hard to see why.

 

Look at the state of that line-up:

 

·          Ted DiBiase

·          Nikolai Volkoff

·          Bam Bam Bigelow

·          Irwin R. Schyster

·          Fake Undertaker

·          Tatanka

·          King Kong Bundy

·          Kama

·          Xanta Klaus

 

I think the most egregious thing about that stable is that Dibiase, a millionaire, could only afford talents of the standard of hasbeens like Bundy and Volkoff, no-talents like Kama, and pisstakes like Xanta Klaus. Presumably this was to show that money can't buy taste.

[PowerButchi]

Nikolai's ring attire just about saved the corporation, for me.

 

Brill -

 

[Guest]

I think everyone's forgetting that SID was eventually a member - the crown jewel, no less - therefore automatically making the Million Dollar Corporation an elite faction.

[Reznor]

Man, a lot of fun tag teams being shit on here....

 

For stables, it has to be the No Limit Soldiers. The absolute worst and pitiful on every level;

 

1) Obviously they were dreadful to watch for wrestling fans.

2) They were probably the most cringeworthy act ever -  basically a rabble of illiterate halfwits squealing 'hooty-hoo'. There couldn't possibly have been any appeal for fans of any age, far less southern hillbilly ones.

3) They had to have been utterly disastrous for business as that arsehole who led them had about two appearances in which he (along with Bischoff) rambled a power of nonsense and was probably paid more for it than most of their wrestlers were for their whole years work. 

 

I can barely even remember the members apart from them wasting Rey (although Bischoff had been doing his best at that even before their inception) and to a lesser extent BA. There was a tall one, a fat one, and a musclehead white one - all of whom i'm sure were untrained. Konnan was in amongst them too but he fitted in perfectly. The roided guy used to be all over Worldwide and was only memorable to me for having a dropkick that made even Virgil seem like Jim Brunzell.

 

If you ever wanted an example to highlight just how insane the gulf was at that time and how doomed WCW were, you only had to look at the no limit soldiers. How can you explain why they were ever a thing? The only non-negative thing I can say about them is that at least when they came on, chances were that the West Texas Rednecks wouldn't be far away so there would at least be some fun in the segment, however embarrassing those dribbling idiots were.

 

I guess you could point to the fact that they were short-lived therefore insignifcant in the grand scheme of things compared to teams and factions who stunk up our TVs for years on end, but they were that bad and It really must be stressed that their 'hooty-hoo' bullshit genuinely is about the lamest, most excruciating thing I've ever came across in the world of wrestling.

[PowerButchi]

I'd rather commit unprotected anal with Anne Widdecombe than sit through The Harris Brothers again. Indeed, I think Big Ron from the market in Eastenders was probably a better wrestler than the Big Ron who has stunk up rings for so long.

 

And for a long time it was too, since they first appeared before my eyes on an episode of WCW Worldwide in 1994 like the Dogshit of Hades and they were pretty much continuously in work after that in the big 2 for the next ten plus fucking years. 

 

I'll be honest, when I was 12 in 1997, I thought the DOA were cool as fuck, because I was 12 and I forgot about the Bruise/Blu Bros, and I thought that Renegade was a good TV show, and that I Bought A Vampire Motorcycle starring the cast of Boon along with a LITERAL TALKING TURD WHICH ATTACKS NEIL MORRISSEY was a good film. So, 12 years old - motorcycles = cool. And somehow, well obviously how really, the biking bollock scalps got into my good books, along with their equally abhorrent shithawk of a cousin Brian Lee. Then I turned 13 and realised while bikes and bikers were cool (Leatherman from the village people is what every real man aspires to look like), Skull and 8-Ball and their matches with LOD that encouraged M.E. to develop in viewers certainly was not cool. And this went on well into 1999, well into my puberty, both in growing hair in new and unusual places and in my tastes as a wrestling fan. So, by this point I was pretty sick of them.

 

Then they appear as henchmen of Vince Russo in WCW, turns out fuckers are close. Gerald Fitzpatrick and Patrick Fitzgerald. Nowt quite like a gay joke. I didn't recognise them at first as they had a shave and suits one. Then they got in the ring, and the foul stench of their matches when I watched them on DSF almost prevented me rubbing one out to the topless adverts to Der Nachtclub during the breaks. Again, puberty. This didn't last long, and they became the DOA again only not called the DOA, then joined the most fetid incarnation of the nWo ever which by the end was them two and Memphis buddy Double J doing H-BOMBS to all and sundry. The H-Bomb was all over WCW in early 2000. They flirted with the top of the card too. Heading up in the marquee match vs The Marmalukes in front of 15,000 fans in the UK in Feburary (one of their biggest gates of the year!!!) and main eventing Nitro vs Sid. I fucking love Sid. But this was unacceptable.

 

Fast forward to 2002, and they finally find a job they're good at. Namely on their backs under the ring holding it up with their legs after Cheex breaks the ring prior to NWA:TNA's first pay per view. However, the Jarretts must have been too impressed by this as Heavy D (Named after a brand of pub snack, I believe) is soon put into the cut and thrust of battle against Jerry "Malice" Tuite. In an SS shirt. Then they both become heads of TNA security but join SEX at the behest of fucking Russo and to celebrate this they beat the fuck out of a woman in the ring. Although, they probably saw it as a nice change from beating the blacks, the jews, and the gays, the Fascist fucks. Freshens it up a bit for them.

 

While they did beat Steve Corino and the Sandman hilariously in about 7 seconds on a NWA:TNA PPV they didn't really do much after that. Heavy D turned babyface and became the leader of BLACK SHIRT security, a job he loved. Although I believe the gimmick was ended when he took the stable's name too literally and asked Chris Vaughn and Rick Santel to join him in the murder of the political opponents of NWA Director of Authority Erik Watts.

 

From there they pretty much frittered away during the Carter years, with a god awful bout with Phi Delta Slam sticking in the memory in 2005 or so, and one of them being the bodyguard for Randy Savage in 2004 with Big Bri Adams when Randy Savage was shit scared of being banged out by Hulk Hogan.

 

Of course, the Nazi cunts are back on the scene now, looks like they may end up running TNA in the future. Match made in Heaven.

 

So yeah, when you lot at the end decide "Who is the worst ever team or stable" and have to give a name, it's gotta be Ron and Don. In fact if it's absolutely anyone else at all I'll personally travel to whichever Shropshire or Black Country hovel you all fucking live in and force you to watch me bang your significant others like a salvation army drum at a christmas carol concert. There surely can be no other choice. At all. 12 years of fucking wall to wall shit, with liberal doses of extreme right wing race hate and, worst of all, those fucking matches with Los Boriquas.

 

It's Harris or Bust.

[Glenryck Pilchards]

All hail Sir PowerButchi of the Valleys

[JLM]

Agreed on Deuce and Domino's theme being marvelous and their gimmick at least making them fun. May be slightly biased because Cliff Compton is hilarious though.

 

They did also dish out some first rate jobber abuse. This match has probably my favourite Crack'em in da mouth of their run, with bonus Uso as a local competitor:

 

 

ARE YOU FRICKIN' KIDDIN' ME?

[EdgarTheSlouch]

 

The Million Dollar Corporation – what a heap of shite. We all know 1995 was the nadir of the WWF and with this firm of gimps taking up television time and feuding with the top faces that year, it’s not hard to see why.

 

Look at the state of that line-up:

 

·          Ted DiBiase

·          Nikolai Volkoff

·          Bam Bam Bigelow

·          Irwin R. Schyster

·          Fake Undertaker

·          Tatanka

·          King Kong Bundy

·          Kama

·          Xanta Klaus

 

I think the most egregious thing about that stable is that Dibiase, a millionaire, could only afford talents of the standard of hasbeens like Bundy and Volkoff, no-talents like Kama, and pisstakes like Xanta Klaus. Presumably this was to show that money can't buy taste.

 

The best part of the Million $ Corp was Sid and The Kid.

[Sergio Mendacious]

Tour de force, butch. The Harris brothers really are a masterpiece of shittery.

[tiger_rick]

All hail, Butchi.