Afro-Ameri-Spawn
Houston's Hometown Hero
To be honest, I think that you are jumping the gun here by condemning the job that Gorilla Monsoon did. During his time, his role was to be just another ring in a three ring circus. And he played his role appropriately. The first ring was the wrestler or wrestlers(if it were a main event) in the ring who the audience watched. The second ring was the endless promo boxes that seemed to pop up during each match where either the performer in the ring was bragging about themselves or their rival was ranting about revenge or an impending beating that was to take place down the road. The third ring was just as important as the other two rings, and that was the banter between the two announcers. Most notably between Gorilla and his nemesis, Bobby The Brain Heenan.
It's not his fault that everything was structured to be such a clusterfuck of organization. It's management's fault. Gorilla's job was to sit and bide the time between when the named guy who would step into the ring and when he would have his hand raised after being victorious over whatever journeyman jobber drew the job that night. I mean it's not like he was calling Shawn Michaels versus Mr. Perfect. No wait, bad example. Michaels was a singles jobber back then. But you get my drift.
See, the thing is that you remember the weekly Gorilla Monsoon who would be calling matches on WWF Superstars or WWF Monday Night. This was a severe contrast to the man who called matches on Saturday Night's Main Event, when you would actually have more than one wrestler who mattered in the ring. I mean who really gives a shift about Iron Mike Sharpe or The Duke of Dorchester? Gorilla did. And I think he did an admirable job of actually giving some life to guys who I frankly could never give a shit about. But in the end, they had one man who did give a shit. And that man was Gorilla Monsoon.
It's not his fault that everything was structured to be such a clusterfuck of organization. It's management's fault. Gorilla's job was to sit and bide the time between when the named guy who would step into the ring and when he would have his hand raised after being victorious over whatever journeyman jobber drew the job that night. I mean it's not like he was calling Shawn Michaels versus Mr. Perfect. No wait, bad example. Michaels was a singles jobber back then. But you get my drift.
See, the thing is that you remember the weekly Gorilla Monsoon who would be calling matches on WWF Superstars or WWF Monday Night. This was a severe contrast to the man who called matches on Saturday Night's Main Event, when you would actually have more than one wrestler who mattered in the ring. I mean who really gives a shift about Iron Mike Sharpe or The Duke of Dorchester? Gorilla did. And I think he did an admirable job of actually giving some life to guys who I frankly could never give a shit about. But in the end, they had one man who did give a shit. And that man was Gorilla Monsoon.