Finally, a WWF pay-per-view card that doesn't begin with Jeff Jarrett and "Debra's" cleavage. This one opens with a match - surprisingly - between "Val Venis" vs Steve Blackman. Not a bad match to open with, and the performance between both was decent. The conclusion of the match was a bit surprising, so that was a decent twist. Unfortunately, this was followed by a match featuring (again) that wanna-be, D'Lo Brown. Why they insist on trying to push this guy (just like they keep trying to push Sean Waltman) is beyond me; he can't perform, he's as bland and idiotic on the mic as you'll ever have the misfortune of listening to, he has NOTHING going for him...but they keep trying to give him a push. Here, he squares off against "Sexual Chocolate" Mark Henry, the (legitimately) strongest man in the world. (Look it up: Mark Henry is listed in the _Guiness Book of World Records_ ) The match itself is, of course, a very plodding affair (neither of these hippos can move around very easily); the highlight of the match (if there was one) was when Mark Henry, prior to the match, states that he can't defend the title tonight because he got slapped earlier and is now suffering _"a brainurism or sum'n like 'dat..."_ LOL Following this thrill-a-minute match (why yes, that IS sarcasm you detect!) we move on to an even more idiotic match: Jeff Jarrett vs "Chyna" (Joan Laurer) for the Intercontinental Title. I did find it interesting that this was about the time that Ken Shamrock started to disappear from the WWF; he stated years later in a shoot interview that he couldn't bring himself - with two small children whom he taught that _"men should always respect a lady"_ - to get involved in a storyline pitting himself against "Chyna". You have to admire his ethics for essentially walking away from his livelihood (at the time) in order to stay true to himself and what he was teaching his boys. I guess that's why/how they got Jeff Jarrett to step in and actually have matches with a female competitor. Even though I find it kind of repulsive to have Jeff Jarrett "wrestle" a woman in a title match (or **any** sort of match), I have to confess they made this an extremely watchable match. [spoiler]To see the Fabulous Moolah and Mae Young - both practically ancient - get in the ring and take bumps like they did, including a double clothesline, was absolutely hilarious. Kudos to all those women for being able to take knocks and bumps like they did in this match.[/spoiler] Now we have what is (I suppose... I'm still catching up after years of being gone.) the PPV introduction of The Dudleys. These guys went on to become one of the most well-known tagteams in all of sports entertainment, but this appears to be their PPV entry. Also, I notice (with a lot of discomfort and disgust) the WWF is portraying "Bubba" as having _"a speech impediment"_ (per Jim Ross) and they portray him as someone who has a bad stammer, thus making fun of him. Just more classless behavior on the part of the WWF; do they not realize they're teaching young kids to make fun/mock people who are handicapped in some way? Or maybe they just don't care... Following this match comes a *cough cough* "women's hardcore championship match". Right. This one features "Luna Vachon" vs "Ivory". I guess this is the WWF's attempt to make the Women's Division more interesting to their mainstream audience but it still doesn't work on me. There are times and instances I can give the women of the WWF "props" (like the earlier match featuring "Chyna", Fabulous Moolah, and Mae Young) but for the most part, they (the women) just don't have the acting chops and in-ring athletics to make it as interesting as the male athletes do. (This is why I almost always fast-forward through any "womens' match" that shows up on PPV. It usually consists of hair-pulling, screeching, and maybe a somersault or two before they're done.) Now we have a tag-team match for the titles, featuring "Edge" and "Christian" vs "The New-Age Outlaws" (Billy Gunn and Road Dogg). I don't understand why "Edge" and "Christian" have to come through the crowd instead of coming down the runway like everyone else but anyway... Another typical tagteam match that involves interference and ends in a very cloudy fashion. This has gotten really old but unfortunately it seems the WWF can't come up with anything new, so they keep playing the Jim Crockett / NWA card: _"Let's have someone interfere and completely ruin the match so we can keep extending this storyline because we don't know what else to do."_ Up next: Match #74 between "The Big Boss Man" vs "Al Snow". Another "hardcore" match. Wow, this is really getting old. They _did_ put a new spin on it this time, however, by putting a cage inside a cage and calling it a "kennel" match...complete with ...wow... "rabid" Rottweiler dogs to make this dangerous match even more dangerous. Problem is, when the trainers walk out with the "rabid Rottweilers", the dogs look as content as you'll ever see. No straining at the leashes to get at human flesh, no frothing at the mouth, no bared fangs or snarling teeth, no NOTHING...except some well-trained, well-behaved canines being walked on a leash. This brings back unpleasant and laughable memories of The British Bulldogs and "Matilda" supposedly "going for" Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan in his weasel suit. If you're old enough to recall that match, you can remember how "Matilda" the bulldog had to be picked up by Davey Boy Smith and almost literally dumped onto Heenan's back as he "ran away" screaming in terror. Ai yi yi.... and this is every bit as awful and lame, if not worse. Of course, speaking of dogs, the next match really _does_ go to the dogs as it features two turds squaring off: "Chris Jericho" vs "X-Punk" (yeah, I know it's X-Pac but X-Punk is so much more fun to say, and accurate!) Now, I don't have any love whatsoever for either of these junior varsity wanna-be performers but I am at least happy to report that the match wasn't boring. Sadly, however, as with most of the WWF putrefaction that's being spewed out, this also ends with outside interference so again, there's no clear-cut winner. Seems the script-writers for the WWF have run out of original ideas so all they can do these days is just drag out a storyline for as long as they can milk it. Now we come to "the beginning of the end": the introduction to the Main Event. And while I have misgivings about the match itself, I do have to admit that it was fun watching all the introductions to the match: whether you agree or disagree, whether you understand it or not, there's no denying that WWF fans (and wrestling fans in general) do love our heroes, as clearly evidenced by the enormous "pop" that almost each of these wrestlers generate during their individual introductions and entrance to the ring. I wasn't sure at all how this "Six-Pack Brawl" was going to turn out, but you have to hand it to each of these six performers: they made it a great match, with a fantastic conclusion. Not all of the matches on this card were spectacular, but I have to say this was one of the more entertaining cards in recent history. Definitely worth watching, IMO.