Oops almost didnt make it this month! Just in time. I have been making some promo tapes for some different companies lately and one match has stood out as pretty entertaining for different reasons. This match has gotten me and the other participant booked in several places as in my opinion was one of my better outings of 2004.

Scott Starr vs. "Mr Italy" Kurt King with Travion.

MPW was in its second week of running weekly events at Sports Rock Cafe in Hattiesburg MS. The week before, Kurt King had pinned me in a tag team match, setting up a singles match. Travion and Kurt had been doing some killer mike work, due to the fact that at SRC, we were pretty much uncensored in what we could and couldn't say. The match starts of with your basic armdrag, hiptoss tradeoffs. Some armbar tradeoffs, and working on the arm. Kurt really has some funny facial expressions when he sells the arm.  Taking over the leg, the heat starts as Kurt sends me to the floor and Travion kicks away. After some really unique offense on the leg for a while Kurt goes to the top rope, and I'll let you guess what happens next:

 

A)Pulls a pizza out of his Italian butt and smashes it over my head.

B)Pulls a can of Chef Boyardee out of his trunks and smashes it over my head.

C)Pulls out a MAD magazine and starts reading aloud.

D) Goes for a splash and misses.

 

Well the answer is not

A)Because anyone who knows me knows I would have grabbed the pizza and eaten it in mid ring.

B)Because real Italians are offended by "fake" Italian foods like Chef Boyardee.

C)Because Pearl River College Student can't read (hahhaa jk)

Anyone who has a clue knows the answer is D, although options A-C would have been just as funny. After missing,and some vicious comeback chops, atomic drop, and clothelines, followed by a Billy Gunn style fameasser, and a standing shooting starr press and a 1-2----almost 3 count but Travion pulled the referee from the ring. I grabbed Travion and went to slap him but King nailed me from behind and held me as Travion tried to take a poke at me, but lets see what happened there:

 

A)He actually connected.

B)He put Sting style paint on my face.

C)He wanted to play patty cake.

D)He missed and hit Kurt instead.

 

Well if option A ever happens in a wrestling match we will all die of heart failure. Of course the answer is D. Which led to a

 

A)Version of the Macarena by Travion and Kurt

B)An arousing game of Red Rover, including Tan the Man and Jacey North.

C)Boycott of the crappy buffet at SRC and we all left

D)A Schoolboy and a pin

Well anyone who has seen me wrestle and actually win a match knows the answer is D. What a fantastic match, that can be seen by purchasing the copy of Best of Scott Starr 2004.

 

June 2005

Ah, the good old fashioned squash match. Oh I remember the days of those glorious "matches joined in progress" on ye old Prime Time Wrestling. Matches like BattleKat vs. Barry Horowitz, or Max Moon vs. Reno Riggins. Nowadays, the squash match is basically your typical Heat or Velocity match, which I still enjoy watching immensely. The object is very simple, to get one guy over and, well I guess to poop on the others career. Or whatever. I have been very privileged to take part in many many squashes during my tenure with Memphis Wrestling. Now I present one of my faves, which you can watch for yourself on www.kinglawler.com/memphistv if you can still find it.

 

Barry Howo...oops I mean"Lifeguard" Scott Starr vs. The Ugandan Giant Kamala

I was not even booked for this tv which was very funny. Mempho was scheduled to run the Colesium that night, which I was booked for, and was told I didn't need to be at tv. We arrived in Memphis late Friday night, and I decided to get up and go to tv anyway, just for my own amusement more than anything. And as always, I brought the gear. I was sitting in the locker room with a few other Memphis underlings, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and Jerry Lawler was standing there and asked, "Do you have your stuff?" When I answered yes, he said "Good, you got Kamala in about 30 minutes." Imagine that. I went out to the ring not knowing anything about what was to take place. When the early 90's WWF jungle music hit, I knew I was doomed. Out came the 400 pound beast and I could hear Gorilla Monsoon in my head saying "Stick a fork in him he's done." Kamala entered the ring and as I went after him I caught, you guessed it, a big chop to the head. As I was being thrown around the ring I was wondering in my head how many Battlezone was going to draw that night. Haha fell for that one did you? Well anyway, after hitting a couple of dropkicks and missing a third, one Big Belly Flop of Doom, and I was toast. Not before Kamala drug me over to the camera and smeared my little dab of nose paint. I guess he took it as an insult. But maybe for one day only, I was Jobber Of The Week!!! And as for Kamala, he actually is featured on one of the best sites of all!

 

 

May 2005

I blatantly stole this idea from another wrestlers website, although I can't remember whose! There are so many matches I have been privileged to take part of that the majority of those that know me haven't known about or even seen. I thought this would be a good way to shake off some of the old cobwebs upstairs!

USA Championship Wrestling

Nashville TN, USA TV Studio

Scott Starr vs. Chris Michaels

This was a legendary road trip. McDidher and I went to Humboldt, TN to work for NWA Mid South. On the way back we called Bert Prentice to see if he had anything Those of you who don't know the name Chris Michaels, he is one of the top wrestlers in the Tennessee area. He was a former tag team champion in the USWA and SMW, as well as a regular on WCW Saturday Night. Not that means a lot to people around here, but it did to me, and I remember vividly as a young fan watching and reading about him and Todd Morton as a tag team. So I was ecstatic to see my name on the booking sheet with him, as he was a top heel. I hadn't worked in USA in about eight months, so I was nervous about how the crowd would recieve me. It wound up not mattering because they hated him so much that they automatically took to me. A few tie ups, and some chain wrestling, followed by a few spots and the crowd was unbelieveably into this match. Chris shot me into the corner and I flipped upside down and out of the ring. When I came back in I was given a devastating gut wrench suplex for my efforts. I mounted a brief comeback before being hit with a superkick that I'm sure my grandparents felt. After a 123, it was just another match in the books. But even still, its always a pleasure to work someone that you have so much regards for their work and accomplishments.