This Terry Taylor suffer-fest from 1984 was recently posted to the Roy Lucier YouTube channel.
Taylor actually dominates big, bad Butch Reed for the first two minutes, but this low blow knocks the spunk right out of the pretty-boy, leaving him curled up in the fetal position and singing Soprano.
The match has no commentary — apparently this is the raw feed from the ringside camera.
One recurring theme in this violent match is the relentless skull fucking by Reed — repeatedly punching and kicking Taylor in the noggin, spiking his brains into objects at ringside, even (spoiler alert) Piledriving him on his head.
It’s as if Reed wants to eliminate Taylor’s primary weapon — his brain power — his ability to think of escapes and counter-measures.
And Taylor over-sells every move, flopping around like a fish on ice in the cooler. He treats every blow from Reed (and there are dozens) as if he just got Tazered on maximum voltage.
Taylor really piles his agony on thick, suffering dramatically, and I scoop up and savor every spoonful.
Another recurring theme is the generous use of hair-pulling by the vicious Heel on the flaxen-haired pretty-boy, as if he’s jealous of (or turned on by) those golden locks. For example, here we see Reed in Classic Heel fashion, emphasizing his power advantage by snatching Taylor up by that blond mane on the Count-of-Two.
A Jumping Pile-Driver by Reed further scrambles Taylor’s brains.
Eventually Taylor fights back using some gorgeous Flying Drop-Kicks on his attacker. But Reed crashes into the ref, knocking him out of commission. (Is there anyone on earth right now, including everyone currently residing in nursing homes, who is more fragile than a pro wrestling referee??)
Taylor rolls up Reed for a pinfall lasting about three times as long as it should take to win the match, but the ref is not able to count. This opens the door for a wonderful two-on-one assault on young Taylor…
A mysterious attacker wearing a red shirt and football helmet enters the ring and assaults Taylor. After suffering a Power Slam, Taylor is restrained and presented to the footballer.
Football is known to be one of the most dangerous sports ever invented. Even when wearing protective helmets, the players often suffer brain injuries. So for Taylor to be restrained and struck like a battering ram by this cheater is outrageous!
Taylor “juices” to verify his agony for the fans, red blood streaming down his handsome face like tears.
But these evil brutes are not finished uglying up their handsome victim’s face. Again Taylor is held up by the butch one, offered like a toy for the Unknown Tackler to helmet-butt yet again. Poor Terry Taylor — he is too cute to deserve this cruel punishment (even if he did attack Reed before the bell rang earlier)!
This match is a fun representation of Old School violence, unfair punishment, racial tension, sexual tension, and even some Crimson Masking to boot. Taylor is a great worker, eating all of Reed’s abuse and asking for more. Eventually Taylor is rescued by a beefy, hyper-masculine Jim Duggan, which only serves to further emasculate Taylor, pointing out his chronic lack of power and need for rescue.
what. a. beautiful. pile-driver.
Very hot! Thank you for sharing!
There was never a better time-and-place in pro wrestling than Mid South 1984. Bill Watts was a matchmaking genius, and he demanded and got so much from such high-level talent. Reed was such a natural heel, and Taylor sold his ass off in this match. What a classic.
Watching Reed–with his big, hot hulking body–stomping on Taylor’s head definitely got me stroking.