Here we see Greg Valentine (the cute British Greg Valentine, not our American brute) getting his arse kicked by a nasty Heel in black tights, t-shirt, and boots: Lucky Gordon.
My only complaint against Brit Pro style is the politeness and rule obedience of most performers. Sometimes they just wrestle a perfectly clean "scientific" bout (so boring!) If anyone bends a rule, the ever-vigilant referee is there to give a Public Warning or two, which restores law and order (booo!).
I suppose British audiences are more polite and refined than us American rabble, so they don't tolerate tomfoolery in their sports. But gimme that sleazy Southern-fried rasslin every time!! I get off on all the biting, eye-gouging, rope-choking and other unfair tactics behind the clueless ref's back! Especially if the victim is beautiful like young Greg Valentine here!
Unlike most Brit Pro, this match does deliver the vicious assaults and nastiness I enjoy, thanks to Lucky Gordon's rough tactics. He repeatedly pulls his opponent's hair, then hurls the youngster across the ring, then stomps him, or drives a stiff Head-Butt into his spine before the youngster gets up. I like the cruel appearance of those skull strikes -- our poor shirtless Greggy Valentine is in trouble now, wrestling fans!
