Gallery 721 Bee Stings
	Let's watch one of my favorite Tag Teams from the 1980s -- the Killer Bees -- take some punishment in the ring.  Here are cuties Jim Brunzell and B. Brian Blair posing in their famous black and yellow gear.
	Check out the studs smiling proudly with their shirts off.  These dudes are even hot enough to make those goofy striped trunks look sexy!
Their opponents are two giant, beefy brothers known as the "Power Twins".  The caption says: "Watch out Calgary Stampede Wrestling;  the Power Twins are out for blood!"
This will be a classic match-up of two handsome pretty-boys suffering at the hands of two huge, brawny animals.  This is just the sort of action that most Wrestling Fans tune in to see, and you gotta love Tag Teams that dress identical.
	The big Power Twins enter the ring flexing in vests and t-shirts, which they quickly peel off.  Once stripped down to their singlets,  they put each other in a tight Bearhug which the Killer Bees watch from across the ring.
Also known as Larry and David Sontag, these brutes are former Power Lifters.  As the "Power Twins" Tag Team, they use their massive strength to destroy any Tag Team foolish enough to climb in the ring with them.
Upon seeing their opponents, the Bees take some time to discuss strategy.  I think B. Brian Blair is trying to convince his partner to wrestle these beasts, but Brunzell is afraid to get in the ring.
The bell rings, and the Twins waste no time taking control of Blair.  After stunning him with a Double Clothesline off the ropes, the Twins stomp him into the mat with some size 14 leather boots.
	The ref watches as one of the Sontag Brothers wraps his massive arms around Blair's lean waist.  He prepares to squeeze his opponent like a tube of toothpaste.
Blair can't breathe as the huge man pours on the pressure, trying to crush him like an insect.  Blair sells the pain nicely, throwing back his head and groaning in agony whenever the Power Twin cinches on more pressure.
"Oh God!  I can't take any more!" Poor Brian cringes in pain as he feels his ribs buckling from the relentless pressure.
Here is an interesting view of the deadly Bearhug from between the other Power Twin's thick thighs.  I think he is preparing to jump in the ring illegally!
Sure enough, the Twins double-team poor Blair.  They each grip an arm and toss the victim into the corner to jar his spine.   OOOOFFFF!!!
	This wimpy ref has been counting all night long, but the brutes ignore his warnings and continue their cheating.  Blair is bent over like a naughty child so the other Power Twin can drop a hammer down across his lower back.
	"OHHHH!!  MY SPINE!!" It looks like the Twins have decided to attack the lower back of Brian Blair, who is crawling around on his knees in an interesting pose of suffering.
Blair lunges for the safety of his corner, hoping to tag in his partner.  But the Twin grabs him by the boot to prevent the tag.
Blair looks tiny and helpless, flat on his back wearing just his black and yellow speedo.  The Power Twin in the ring prepares to crush him like a grape.
	Both partners watch eagerly from outside the ring as the Power Twin slaps on a tight Sleeper.  This may be it for poor B. Brian Blair!
Blair struggles to escape the Sleeper, but this Power-lifter is simply too strong.  Blair fades slowly to the mat like a bee that's been sprayed with some pesticide.
The Twin releases his deadly sleeper so he can peel the Killer Bee up by the hair and torture him some more.  Why is this cruel beast determined to hurt and humble poor B. Brian??
Working together, the bad-asses whip Blair off the ropes, then toss him over their shoulders, throwing him across the ring like a catapult.
	CRUNCH!! Blair is hurt after that painful move.  He lays twitching on the mat, suffering the effects of repeated spinal attacks. His two masters pose and celebrate over him.
	The ref finally gets one cheater outside the ring, but he still gets involved in the action!  He strangles Brian over the top rope while the ref watches and does nothing to stop it.
Now both Twins bounce the Killer Bee's head up and down like they're bouncing a basket-ball.  Poor Blair is exhausted now, hanging onto the ring ropes for dear life.
Blair has clearly suffered enough, but the monsters aren't done mauling him yet, and fans sure would like to see more pain!  Once again they pick him up so they can knock him down again.
	The ref is so busy scolding one Power Twin, that he doesn't see the other Power Twin blatantly choking the helpless man in the far corner!  Wake up, ref!
	Jim Brunzell storms into the ring, which simply distracts the ref, which increases the time that the Twins get to cheat!
This is outrageous!  He is putting the man out with a blatant Sleeper Hold and he isn't even the legal man in the ring!  Is there no justice in Pro Rasslin'??
Blair is again drifting off to sleep in the huge man's thick arms.  It looks like the Power Twins can knock Blair out when ever they want, but they're still not done toying with him!
	The other brute now joins in the fun by lifting Blair's boots,  This increases the choking leverage on his throat. The ref watches as the cheating continues.
	Poor Brunzell hasn't been able to get in the ring the whole time!  He rubs his crotch against the ropes in frustration as his partner is beaten down just a few feet away.
When Brunzell gets too close to the action, the Power Twin knocks him off the ring apron.  Then he throws Brian Blair out after him, like two sacks of garbage on garbage day.
	What is going on here??  The Killer Bees stick their heads under the ring, I wonder what they're doing under there?!?
	They emerge wearing matching masks!  Now nobody can tell these studs apart.  They are perfectly identical!
	One of the masked Bees enters the ring and gives the Twins a "Double-Noggin Knocker".  Is that Brian Blair or Jim Brunzell in the ring??
Now the mystery Bee stomps the stunned Power Twin in the face.  Judging from the amount of energy he has, and the impressive stretch in the back of his trunks, I'd say that may be Jim Brunzell taking the place of his injured partner!
The Bee rolls up the Twin in a humiliating pinning position, and the ref counts to three!  The Killer Bees are the winners, even though we aren't sure which Bee is in the ring.
The clever Killer Bees embrace each other and spin in circles to confuse the ref about which man was in the ring.  Then they peel off their masks to reveal their identities once again.
	Covered in sweat and breathing heavy from their tough match, the Killer Bees prove that brains (and some dirty tactics) can win over pure brawn.
	They head back to the locker-room to celebrate their victory as the fans check out their shirtless bodies.
Here is yet another photo of the Killer Bees looking sweet in their matching black and yellow gear.  To see more images of this great team, check out B. Brian Blair's website.
While we're drooling over the Killer Bees, let's check out a historic outdoor match they wrestled in Puerto Rico.  Just before the match, the skies opened up and buckets of rain began pouring down.
Even though they're in a down-pour, with rain soaking their bodies and trunks, the Killer Bees are willing to wrestle.  Some fans are holding chairs over their heads to try to block the hard rain!
You can see their hair is soaked and their wet trunks are clinging to their bodies like speedos, but they still intend to wrestle.  The fans are willing to sit out in a rain storm to watch these two glistening hunks in action!
	Across the ring, big Iron Mike Sharpe prepares to hurt the Killer Bees.  He doesn't seem to mind the rain water pouring down his shoulders and soaking his hairy body.
Splashing around in the puddles, the Killer Bees start with some double-team tactics.  They whip Iron Mike across the ring, then stun him with a matching pair of elbows to the throat.
Soon, Iron Mike beats down Jimmy Brunzell and tosses him into the far corner, where Barry O is waiting to choke him and pull his hair.
The ref can do little to stop these cheaters from molesting Jim Brunzell in their corner.  Even the pouring rain can't stop these brutes from punishing their boy-toy!
You can see the sheets of rain pouring down on the wrestlers as Barry O applies a headlock on Brunzell.  He drives a thumb into Brunzell's Adam's Apple and punches him square in the face.
	Now Iron Mike tags in to drive his trade-mark forearm pad into Brunzell's neck.  For years, wrestlers complained that he had a foreign object under that forearm pad, but the lazy officials never really checked it out.
	Poor Brunzell is dazed, bent over in a submissive position while Sharpe hurries over to torture him some more.
Barry O slaps on a Full Nelson to expose Brunzell's big, soft belly.  This gives Iron Mike a nice target for several painful fists to the gut.  The stupid ref just stands there watching.
This is ridiculous, why is the ref allowing 2 on 1 action?  Does he just want the match to end so he can get in out of the rain??
Finally, Brunzell is able to make the tag and Brian Blair slams Barry's face into Brunzell's waiting knee.  Now Barry O is out cold on his feet as the Bees wait for him to fall over like an uprooted tree.
Rolling around on the wet mat, Blair rolls up Barry O in a nice Small-Package and the ref counts to three.  Once again, the Bees have over-come the odds to defeat larger opponents!
I think the rain-water is shrinking their wrestling trunks!  Strutting around in their speedos, Brunzell and Blair show off their wet, beefy bodies as they celebrate their victory.
Blair feels his partner's wet body as they head proudly back to their locker room to take hot showers and dry each other off.