Friday, November 6, 2009

Hot as Hell




Thursday, November 5, 2009

What BGEast Type Are You?

Love it or hate it, BGEast is, along with Can-Am Wrestling, still the bright star of erotic wrestling entertainment.  Overpriced, past its heyday, and neither the best nor the worst for wrestling moves, BGEast has a roster for practically everyone's taste, in almost every size, weight class, attitude, gear (or none), ethnicity, and hair style.

No disrespect to anyone left off the list (there are plenty more of you guys I like a whole lot), but here are the ten BGEast contenders I especially jones for ... minus some real juicy hunks for whom I couldn't find pics of adequate size and clarity (You know who loves ya, Steve!) ...

Don't like my list?  I'll fight you over it.  You're on my list?  We're definitely brawling!



Nobody did quiet boy-next-door sadism like Bass Wallace.
He would grind his cock against you and make you groan like, under all your macho tough-guy posturing, the little bitch you really were.


I like em bad and beefy.  The name (Beau Nasty) did not hurt, either.


All-American good guy who still had a short fuse, Jonny Firestorm knew the moves and holds better than anyone else I ever had the pleasure of seeing over at BGE.  He wrestles pro, less colorfully, as Jon Thornhill.


BG East gave Eric Moreira one shot.  The man more than delivered; then he vanished ... to Georgia pro wrestling, where he fights as Kyle Matthews.


Mikey Vee.  Oh yeah, uh um, Mikey Vee.  Make me suffer, bossman.


Joshua Goodman played the heel well, but I wish he had been a bad-assed babyface instead.


I mean no offense whatsover, but Kurt Eriksen was creepy ... in the right way.  He was like a pasty, cold-blooded henchmen in a James Bond movie ... or the Old World bloodsucker I most wanted to fight in a Transylvania wooden-stakes match.


British bad boy Mickey Rollins is my first pick for the for-real gay lucha version of Sherlock Holmes if Guy Ritchie's upcoming SH film reinvigorates that franchise.  I'll play Watson or Moriarty, or both.


Yep, it's the loincloth: Tarzan Tyler Reese.


JC Blackhawk was another one-timer, and he wasn't all-that in the ring, but he sure as hell worked for me.


By the sea, by the sea, by the beautiful sea ...



You and me, you and me, oh, how happy we'll be ...

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Jason Hades



Hollywood, California wrestler Jason Hades, 23, 5'8", 185#, fights with IWA MidSouth, Chikara, and NWA Insanity.

Here are some shots of him up against Jayson Quick, aka Quick Carter Gray, 23, 5'10", 185#:





Monday, November 2, 2009

Hey, There's Concrete ...

Chris Dickinson (who's got just about the best physique for a pro wrestler) versus Jefferson Saint in Beyond Wrestling's Of Bosses and Busters.


Corey Mason






... versus Anthony Fiasco, Brand X Wrestling, 22 February 2009



Cap





Sunday, November 1, 2009

Ken Doane










Oh, God, could I use some of this, this cold rainy Sunday morning!


Ken Doane, aka Kenny Dykstra, b. 1986, 6'4", 234#

... at age 19 versus Bobby Lashley, Ohio Valley Wrestling (OVW), 5 November 2005




Catch of the Day












Saturday, October 31, 2009

Shiima Xion




















Often on social networking sites, there's a box to fill in on the profile page called "Heroes."  Usually I leave it blank.  I have no heroes and millions of heroes, as many as Hindus have deities.

I have perhaps too great a need for heroes.  Sometimes.  The idea of a "hero" contradicts my egalitarian politics and my ambivalent metaphysics (in particular the question of whether value can be regarded as fact [don't ask]).

I go through one new hero every 48 to 72 hours.  Ex-boyfriends, one night stands, pro wrestlers, male models, boys next door, each takes a turn wearing the skimpy black tights and stepping up to issue a challenge.  On bad days, I go through two or three cartons of heroes a day.  They have pure hearts and upright souls, skin of silk and muscles of polybutadiene.  In heaven I would be the arch-rival of each and every one of them, stretching out through eternity, a fresh strapping young stud leaping the top rope to the ring every three days.

It's too early to say whether 23-year-old Shiima Xion (Michael Paris), 5'8", 170#, is hero material.  In his five-year wrestling career, spanning Japan, Mexico, and the USA, he's played both baby face and heel, a promising career path for potential contenders.

He looks great in still shots, especially in full decadence-mode with hairspray in hand as a foreign object, but in the videos I've seen so far he comes off as a tiny bit stiff in the ring (and not in a good way).

Still, he's got tats and baditude for miles, and most of you know that's a key to my heart.

... versus Johnny Gargano, 2 February 2008, Championship Wrestling Experience (CWE), Youngstown, Ohio ...






Oh, and happy Halloween ...

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Feud



Ryan Ragnarok versus G-Fatal
Perfect way to send the summer out, fighting your arch-nemesis to the finish ...

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