Vince Russo Blogs On Tonight’s Lesnar vs. Undertaker Match


Vince Russo has posted a new blog entry talking about Brock Lesnar vs. The Undertaker at WWE SummerSlam tonight. An excerpt is below:

It’s hard to believe that it was twenty-five years ago when I first saw the Undertaker work for the WWE at the 1990 Survivor Series. If you’re as old as I am, and have the history to reach as far back as I can, you would be able to say that on that night you just knew that there was something special about this now iconic character. And, that’s exactly what he was—a character. There wasn’t ever another like him before . . . or. since.

With every plotted move, Mark made you believe that you were indeed watching a “Dean Man”. From the no-selling of his opponents arsenal, to the chilling “sit-up”, all the way to the thunderous “tombstone”—you believed everything that Mark Callaway was portraying in the ring—just a lost art in the business today.

I can’t tell you how blessed I was to have worked with Mark. Even though we were never close pals by any means, we didn’t have to be for me to truly understand and appreciate the man that he was. Mark was just one of those guys that you would label a pro’s pro. He didn’t say much, but his silence carried a deafening statement. He was far, and away the locker room leader when I was working with him, something that just doesn’t carry the same weight today that it did back then. And, ever though I was working in a locker room full of testosterone he-men—everybody feared “Taker” . . . everybody!

The one thing I’ll never forget about Mark, was him sprawled out in the locker room in intense pain after almost every match. Back then, the Dead Man had severe back issues that he would never sell before stepping in the ring. I know that there was an occasion, or two, where Taker would later tell a friend of mine that there was a bit of heat towards me on his part because at times I asked Taker to work hurt. That opinion he has of me tears me to the bone, why—because I never KNEW he was hurt. He would no-sell to me, and everybody else and proceeded to go out there and tear the house down. Man, we are talking about a prideful man here—he stood taller than perhaps anyone else I had, or have, ever met.