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Kakutogi Road: The Complete History of MMA Vol.44 "Bad Times in Sapporo-Town"
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*Editor’s note: Mike Lorefice (of MMA/Puroresu mega-center quebrada.net) will have his comments be preceded by his initials.
We are about to experience some bad times in Sapporo, Japan, as Olympic caliber judoka, Allen “Bad News Brown” Coage, has been tapped by the UWF-I to thwart the incredible Albright-monster. This was an interesting acquisition, albeit one that was probably fifteen years past its expiration date due to Coage being 49 at the time. Coage was born on 10-22-43 in Harlem, New York, and was raised in the poor neighborhood of St. Albans, Queens. His life was changed on a New York subway, at the age of 15, when he saw an advertisement for Jerome Mackey’s judo dojo, but wasn’t able to fully dedicate himself to the noble art until the relatively late age of 22. Despite this, he took to it quickly and was able to start winning competitions as early as seven months into his training. He continued his winning ways all the way to the 1976 Olympic games, eventually winning a bronze medal in judo. He quickly quit the sport after his victory, citing frustrations with Olympic politics, and went on to have several odd jobs before landing in the bizarre world of professional wrestling. Thanks to already having several connections in Japan from his judo career, he was able to hook up with Antonio Inoki and was put through the New Japan Dojo system. He would then wrestle intermittently for them for the next 15 years.
In 1982, he found a long-term home in Calgary, Alberta, Canada, with Stu Hart’s Stampede Wrestling promotion. Over the next six years, he was a major player in that promotion before being promised a World Title run in the WWF by Vince McMahon. He jumped over to New York to become one of the most interesting late 80s heels, but as usual, was misused by the WWF and eventually became tired of Vince’s lies and broken promises, including never capturing a title of any sort. We are nowin its final twilight of Coage’s career. It is kind of an odd situation as he still has a lot of respect and weight in Japan due to his judo and NJPW fame, but his age would certainly be a hindrance. He could be an asset if booked properly and allowed to be built up to a main event run with Albright/Takada, but since this is the UWF-I, we are surely going to see Booker Miyato find a way to screw this up.
Before the matches begin, Lou Thesz comes out and gives a speech that lays the gauntlet down, claiming that all of the other so-called “World Champions” are champions in name only and that the real wrestlers are in the UWF-I. This had to be a great credibility bolstering moment for this promotion as Thesz was known as the “God of Wrestling” in Japan, and surely had a lot of weight behind his words.
Hiromitsu Kanehara vs Yoshihiro Takayama
To say that booker Miyato is phoning it in would be an insult to anyone that works in telecommunications for a living. His performance is more like sleeping on the job at this point. This is the 3rd match between Takayama and Kanehara, which would have been the 9th match between Kanehara/Maeda if better Maeda had not retired. Worse yet, since they have never broken the formula, we already know who is going to win this, and now it’s only a matter of nuances from one match to the other. Kanehara came out like a ball of lighting right out the gate and looked fantastic. The first two minutes had my attention, as Kanehara put so much into chopping the giant redwood down that I thought that this was going to shape up to be a decent match. It quickly went sideways due to a combination of Takayama looking worse and worse the more energy he expends and him not looking good at all whenever there was a grappling exchange. Towards the end, it just starting to get painful watching Kanehara try and make something worthwhile out of this. Taken in a vacuum, it wasn’t all bad, as the fast pace, stiffness, and aggression that Kanehara was forcing kept it far from being boring. Still, when compared to the milestones that came before it, it’s a letdown. The problem is that Takayama is not physically suited to try and follow Maeda in this high-octane, go-for-broke, physical style. He has the build of a pro-wrestling special attraction, and would probably be better served in a more traditional pro wrestling format. **
ML: Takayama would have been more suited to the willing bleeder role of say Shoji Nakamaki or Hiroshi Ono in your favorite backyard level death match. Takayama was a little more aggressive and energetic than last match, but Kanehara can effortlessly land three solid shots in the time it takes Takayama to make a concerted effort to rush one shot that has little impact, and doesn’t come close to the proper location. Takayama kept landing, if that’s what you want to call his shots that couldn’t kill a bug, kicks with the bottom of his kneepads or the top of his kick pad. Overall though, Takayama was less inept than last time, as he at least dropped the uncoordinated dropkicks & such, and just stuck to making a mockery of legitimate strikes. Kanehara did his thing well, of course, but was lacking some of his usual enthusiasm. At this point he knows full well this is not going to be another match of the year, and has given up on being creative, given the opposition can barely handle the absolute basics.
Yuko Miyato & Masahito Kakihara vs Tatsuo Nakano & Tom Burton:
Now for another sequence in the random booking generator that booker Miyato has been keen on using. At least this is an interesting pairing on paper, as having two lithe and explosive workers like Miyato/Kakihara vs two burly monsters like Nakano/Burton could lead to good results if done correctly. Right away, I’m impressed as there is palpable electricity in the air when Kakihara unloads some lighting palms into Burton. Kakihara being impressive is standard, but what is remarkable here is how urgent and intense Burton is acting. The pressure that Kakihara is putting on him forces Burton to fight as if his life depended on it, and he does a good job of immediately closing the distance and slamming Kakihara, thus mitigating the damage he has to take. Kakihara gets up quickly, however, and shifts to rangy attacks, using incredibly stiff kicks from a distance. Seriously, it looks like he is going to imprint a permanent mark on Burton’s thighs, just like Pedro Rizzo did to Randy Couture several years later. The rest of this match was excellent, and may wind up being one of the sleeper hits of 1992. Kakihara was the real star here, everything he did just looked fantastic, but I don’t want to diminish anyone, as they all stepped it up and brought their best games. Even the pro wrestling styled spots (in which there were several), felt organic and looked good, which is a considerable challenge in a shoot-style context. Excellent! **** ¼
ML: Kakihara was just on fire here, making this match with his energy and urgency. He did a great job of fending off Burton’s takedowns, and making him pay with flurries of lightning fast strikes. He did great work against Nakano as well, pitting his Jeff Speakman of the East speed against Nakano’s power striking. This was by no means a shoot, but Kakihara was able to maintain that sort of life or death pace and reaction speed, both offensively and defensively. Even Kiyoshi Tamura may not be able to get Nakano & Burton to work at such a high pace to keep up with him. Miyato was his usual reliable self, and there was some really nice scrambling between him & Burton. Though Kakihara gave his best performance so far, and really came into his own this match, perhaps the revelation here was Burton, who showed a newfound ability to work the grappling sequences with some actual speed. Burton wouldn’t push a match in this direction, but if not for Burton’s suddenly being able to follow in this vein, this wouldn’t have been one of the best UWF-I tags we’ve seen. ****
Kiyoshi Tamura vs. Ray Lloyd
Now it’s time for a blast of arctic winds to engulf the Nakajima Sports Center! Yes, the man who would later become the pro wrestling embodiment of Sub-Zero from Mortal Kombat is about to face off against Kiyoshi Tamura several years before he was under the icy tendrils of Eric Bischoff. The question will be, does a glacier stand a chance against the might and agility of an angry Tamura? The match starts, and I find myself wondering if there is anything that Tamura can’t do? His low single-leg takedown is just as good if not better than the future Sakuraba’s, and after his flawless execution of said takedown, he effortlessly pulls out a slickly inventive ankle attack. This match was only about six minutes long, and mostly a one-man-show for Tamura, but what little we got to see of the human iceberg wasn’t good. He looked slow and painfully unsure of how to work within this style, but he is young and may be able to learn how to function in this format with enough time. Sadly, his knees are some of the worst we’ve seen so far. * ¾
ML: Despite Glacier arguably being the biggest much ado about nothing in the history of Monday NyQuil, Ray Lloyd was a good all around athlete, and had a lot of potential in this style. Tamura didn’t give him much opportunity to show any of his WKA United States Southeastern Super Heavyweight Championship skill though, mostly grounding him where he was more hit and miss. Overall, this was okay, Lloyd was already better than most of the random southern dudes they come up with, but that is a low standard. Obviously, he was fighting Tamura, and by Tamura’s incredibly high standards, this was terrible.
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*Editor’s note: Mike Lorefice (of MMA/Puroresu mega-center quebrada.net) will have his comments be preceded by his initials.
We are about to experience some bad times in Sapporo, Japan, as Olympic caliber judoka, Allen “Bad News Brown” Coage, has been tapped by the UWF-I to thwart the incredible Albright-monster. This was an interesting acquisition, albeit one that was probably fifteen years past its expiration date due to Coage being 49 at the time. Coage was born on 10-22-43 in Harlem, New York, and was raised in the poor neighborhood of St. Albans, Queens. His life was changed on a New York subway, at the age of 15, when he saw an advertisement for Jerome Mackey’s judo dojo, but wasn’t able to fully dedicate himself to the noble art until the relatively late age of 22. Despite this, he took to it quickly and was able to start winning competitions as early as seven months into his training. He continued his winning ways all the way to the 1976 Olympic games, eventually winning a bronze medal in judo. He quickly quit the sport after his victory, citing frustrations with Olympic politics, and went on to have several odd jobs before landing in the bizarre world of professional wrestling. Thanks to already having several connections in Japan from his judo career, he was able to hook up with Antonio Inoki and was put through the New Japan Dojo system. He would then wrestle intermittently for them for the next 15 years.
In 1982, he found a long-term home in Calgary, Alberta, Canada, with Stu Hart’s Stampede Wrestling promotion. Over the next six years, he was a major player in that promotion before being promised a World Title run in the WWF by Vince McMahon. He jumped over to New York to become one of the most interesting late 80s heels, but as usual, was misused by the WWF and eventually became tired of Vince’s lies and broken promises, including never capturing a title of any sort. We are nowin its final twilight of Coage’s career. It is kind of an odd situation as he still has a lot of respect and weight in Japan due to his judo and NJPW fame, but his age would certainly be a hindrance. He could be an asset if booked properly and allowed to be built up to a main event run with Albright/Takada, but since this is the UWF-I, we are surely going to see Booker Miyato find a way to screw this up.
Before the matches begin, Lou Thesz comes out and gives a speech that lays the gauntlet down, claiming that all of the other so-called “World Champions” are champions in name only and that the real wrestlers are in the UWF-I. This had to be a great credibility bolstering moment for this promotion as Thesz was known as the “God of Wrestling” in Japan, and surely had a lot of weight behind his words.
Hiromitsu Kanehara vs Yoshihiro Takayama
To say that booker Miyato is phoning it in would be an insult to anyone that works in telecommunications for a living. His performance is more like sleeping on the job at this point. This is the 3rd match between Takayama and Kanehara, which would have been the 9th match between Kanehara/Maeda if better Maeda had not retired. Worse yet, since they have never broken the formula, we already know who is going to win this, and now it’s only a matter of nuances from one match to the other. Kanehara came out like a ball of lighting right out the gate and looked fantastic. The first two minutes had my attention, as Kanehara put so much into chopping the giant redwood down that I thought that this was going to shape up to be a decent match. It quickly went sideways due to a combination of Takayama looking worse and worse the more energy he expends and him not looking good at all whenever there was a grappling exchange. Towards the end, it just starting to get painful watching Kanehara try and make something worthwhile out of this. Taken in a vacuum, it wasn’t all bad, as the fast pace, stiffness, and aggression that Kanehara was forcing kept it far from being boring. Still, when compared to the milestones that came before it, it’s a letdown. The problem is that Takayama is not physically suited to try and follow Maeda in this high-octane, go-for-broke, physical style. He has the build of a pro-wrestling special attraction, and would probably be better served in a more traditional pro wrestling format. **
ML: Takayama would have been more suited to the willing bleeder role of say Shoji Nakamaki or Hiroshi Ono in your favorite backyard level death match. Takayama was a little more aggressive and energetic than last match, but Kanehara can effortlessly land three solid shots in the time it takes Takayama to make a concerted effort to rush one shot that has little impact, and doesn’t come close to the proper location. Takayama kept landing, if that’s what you want to call his shots that couldn’t kill a bug, kicks with the bottom of his kneepads or the top of his kick pad. Overall though, Takayama was less inept than last time, as he at least dropped the uncoordinated dropkicks & such, and just stuck to making a mockery of legitimate strikes. Kanehara did his thing well, of course, but was lacking some of his usual enthusiasm. At this point he knows full well this is not going to be another match of the year, and has given up on being creative, given the opposition can barely handle the absolute basics.
Yuko Miyato & Masahito Kakihara vs Tatsuo Nakano & Tom Burton:
Now for another sequence in the random booking generator that booker Miyato has been keen on using. At least this is an interesting pairing on paper, as having two lithe and explosive workers like Miyato/Kakihara vs two burly monsters like Nakano/Burton could lead to good results if done correctly. Right away, I’m impressed as there is palpable electricity in the air when Kakihara unloads some lighting palms into Burton. Kakihara being impressive is standard, but what is remarkable here is how urgent and intense Burton is acting. The pressure that Kakihara is putting on him forces Burton to fight as if his life depended on it, and he does a good job of immediately closing the distance and slamming Kakihara, thus mitigating the damage he has to take. Kakihara gets up quickly, however, and shifts to rangy attacks, using incredibly stiff kicks from a distance. Seriously, it looks like he is going to imprint a permanent mark on Burton’s thighs, just like Pedro Rizzo did to Randy Couture several years later. The rest of this match was excellent, and may wind up being one of the sleeper hits of 1992. Kakihara was the real star here, everything he did just looked fantastic, but I don’t want to diminish anyone, as they all stepped it up and brought their best games. Even the pro wrestling styled spots (in which there were several), felt organic and looked good, which is a considerable challenge in a shoot-style context. Excellent! **** ¼
ML: Kakihara was just on fire here, making this match with his energy and urgency. He did a great job of fending off Burton’s takedowns, and making him pay with flurries of lightning fast strikes. He did great work against Nakano as well, pitting his Jeff Speakman of the East speed against Nakano’s power striking. This was by no means a shoot, but Kakihara was able to maintain that sort of life or death pace and reaction speed, both offensively and defensively. Even Kiyoshi Tamura may not be able to get Nakano & Burton to work at such a high pace to keep up with him. Miyato was his usual reliable self, and there was some really nice scrambling between him & Burton. Though Kakihara gave his best performance so far, and really came into his own this match, perhaps the revelation here was Burton, who showed a newfound ability to work the grappling sequences with some actual speed. Burton wouldn’t push a match in this direction, but if not for Burton’s suddenly being able to follow in this vein, this wouldn’t have been one of the best UWF-I tags we’ve seen. ****
Kiyoshi Tamura vs. Ray Lloyd
Now it’s time for a blast of arctic winds to engulf the Nakajima Sports Center! Yes, the man who would later become the pro wrestling embodiment of Sub-Zero from Mortal Kombat is about to face off against Kiyoshi Tamura several years before he was under the icy tendrils of Eric Bischoff. The question will be, does a glacier stand a chance against the might and agility of an angry Tamura? The match starts, and I find myself wondering if there is anything that Tamura can’t do? His low single-leg takedown is just as good if not better than the future Sakuraba’s, and after his flawless execution of said takedown, he effortlessly pulls out a slickly inventive ankle attack. This match was only about six minutes long, and mostly a one-man-show for Tamura, but what little we got to see of the human iceberg wasn’t good. He looked slow and painfully unsure of how to work within this style, but he is young and may be able to learn how to function in this format with enough time. Sadly, his knees are some of the worst we’ve seen so far. * ¾
ML: Despite Glacier arguably being the biggest much ado about nothing in the history of Monday NyQuil, Ray Lloyd was a good all around athlete, and had a lot of potential in this style. Tamura didn’t give him much opportunity to show any of his WKA United States Southeastern Super Heavyweight Championship skill though, mostly grounding him where he was more hit and miss. Overall, this was okay, Lloyd was already better than most of the random southern dudes they come up with, but that is a low standard. Obviously, he was fighting Tamura, and by Tamura’s incredibly high standards, this was terrible.