by Bob Holly
Vince said he’d make sure Jarrett was paid, but Jeff said he wanted the money wired into his account immediately before he brought his bag and the IC belt in. Otherwise he was getting on a plane and going home. I thought it was wrong to do that. I sort of understand where he was coming from because it sometimes took up to six months to get our checks from a PPV. He was owed a lot of money and I guess he was worried that Vince wouldn’t pay him. Even so, you don’t hold somebody up like that. Management had spent so much money building up that match as one of the main events that they couldn’t turn it around. They had to deliver Jarrett vs Chyna, and since Jarrett was the IC champ going in, he had Vince over a barrel. When Jarrett confirmed with his wife that the money — over $300,000 — had arrived in his account, he brought his bag in, got dressed, and stayed away from everybody. Road Dogg, being the loyal friend he is, stayed by Jeff’s side. Before his match, Jeff took his bag, set it by the door of the arena, and went to the ring. He did his job and put Chyna over in a match that involved lots of household objects, including a big bag of flour. He came back, covered in that flour, walked past everybody, didn’t say a word, grabbed his bag, and was gone. He went straight to the airport looking the way he looked. He got on a plane, flew home, and was back on WCW Nitro the next night.
Even though we had been beating WCW in the ratings wars for a long time, they were still trying to come back and sign people from under Vince’s nose. J.R. was told to secure us all. He almost lost his job over the Jarrett oversight. He got reamed out huge for that.
With Jarrett gone, Chyna moved into a program with Jericho. After about a month, they decided to throw me into the mix. They didn’t really explain why they were using me, and I figured they were putting me in there so that I could do the job in a three-way match and neither Chyna nor Jericho, both featured wrestlers, would have to lose.
Wrestling Jericho and Chyna. (photo by George Napolitano)
PART 8: WOMEN IN WRESTLING
I don’t care for women wrestling, especially what they do in WWE. They put these women out there who can’t wrestle a lick and it exposes the business. Sure, we all know it’s a work, but this is a step too far. Fans don’t want to see women wrestle. They want to see tits and ass. When Alundra Blayze was the women’s champion, people didn’t care about her. When Sable came along and added the sexy side to it, using women in the ring started to evolve and sell tickets. Sable was a huge draw. She turned the corner in wrestling for women, not Sunny. You put them side by side; Sable might be older, but Sunny shouldn’t even be in the same room. Sunny was over but once Sable came in, everybody was like, “Who the fuck is Sunny?” Sable is the one who raised the bar.
They added some more scantily clad women because sex sold. They made the mistake of trying to get them to wrestle though, and that was like trying to get blood from a stone in some cases. Lita was horrifying. She thought she was so much better than she really was. Trish Stratus was all right but wasn’t that great a wrestler, nowhere near as good as everybody makes her out to be. She got her push because she was somebody in the fitness world, so Vince wanted to capitalize on that. I’m sure her relationship with Rocky didn’t hurt either. She needed people to help make her look good. Look at her WrestleMania matches in back-to-back years. When she was supposed to lead Christy Hemme at ’Mania 21, it was terrible. The next year, Trish had a pretty good match against Mickie James and that was because of Mickie. In her position, Trish should have been able to lead and she couldn’t.
Mickie is good. Molly Holly, Victoria, and Michelle McCool were good. Jackie Moore was a really good wrestler. She was the Steve Blackman of women — she’d hurt somebody in a second. All the boys liked her. She looked good and she could wrestle. Her stuff looked believable. Her only drawback was that she was very short and couldn’t talk well. Beth Phoenix is really fucking good. Everybody respects Beth. The boys treat her as part of the family because she works her ass off. Gail Kim is really good too. I respect women like that, who get into the business, learn how to work, go out there, and bust their ass.
Some of them can’t wrestle so much but they’re game to get involved where they can. When I was working with Cody Rhodes against Santino and Carlito, they had Maria in their corner and the agent wanted her involved. We did a spot where we were all on the floor and Maria walked in front of her guys and started shaking her ass to distract me. I looked at the crowd, paused, and came back from left field with my hand wide open. It couldn’t have been a more perfect smack. It sounded like a shotgun going off. Carlito’s eyes got as big as saucers. The crowd blew the roof off that place — it was the highlight of the match.
When we got to the back, I checked with her and she said she was fine. A while later, she came out of the women’s dressing room, said to me, “You’ve got to see this,” and pulled her skirt up. Well, I wasn’t going to tell her no! Right on her ass, there was a perfect print of my hand in purple and blue. You could have taken a fingerprint off it. She thought it was great fun. Maria wasn’t the best wrestler, but she was always fun to work with and did the best
she could.
The girls who are only there as eye candy are harder to respect. The boys tend to ignore them unless they are after a piece of ass. Some of those girls think the sex thing will get them all the way. The Kat flashed her tits on pay-per-view in the Attitude era. She was just trying to get over. It got a good reaction, sure, but it didn’t help her in the long run. She got chewed out as soon as she came backstage from that one. They were all over her, asking, “Why the hell did you do that?!” She just said, “Because I wanted to,” but I’m betting Jerry Lawler planted that seed and put her up to it. The only reason she was there in the first place was because of her relationship with The King. She had no business in the WWF whatsoever. Terri Runnels acted out all the time. Melina was the most hated girl in the locker room at one point — she thought she was the best wrestler and the best-looking female and she was neither. Kelly Kelly was there for years but she never learned to work a lick. None of the boys respected her. It is women like that who take away from Beth, Gail, and all the women who have worked hard to earn respect.
CHAPTER 21
THE ROCK STAR AND THE NINTH WONDER
When Chyna first came to the company in 1997, she poured on the charm — introduced herself, talked to everybody. I thought, “Wow, what a nice person.” She wanted the job really badly. She said she’d sweep floors, put up the ring, do whatever it took just to get a job with the WWF. She was an impressive specimen back then too, close to 200 pounds and absolutely no fat. Damn, why not hire her? What made her interesting was that you don’t usually see women who look like her. How many women do you see day to day who are almost 6 feet and 200 pounds of solid muscle?! Of course she was going to draw interest.
They brought her in as Hunter’s bodyguard and he got over so much more with her in his corner. Nobody really cared about him before Chyna showed up. With her there, he looked like a coward because he was letting a woman — no matter how big she was — stick up for him. It worked and the crowd hated them as a couple.
She was very nice for the longest time — until she started dating Hunter and the WWF started building her and building her. They created a monster.
By the end of ’98, the DX gimmick had taken off and you couldn’t get close to her. The only people she would bother to talk to were the top guys. Anybody from the mid-card down, she wouldn’t have a thing to do with. She would still talk with me a little now and then because I’d been there since she started, but she blew hot and cold. For example, she knew I liked Twix candy bars, so she’d always bring me a Twix and even nicknamed me “Twixy.” Then, other times, she would completely ignore me. She could be either the sweetest person on earth or the biggest bitch on the planet. I didn’t like the way she treated other people, even though she was still decent to me. You don’t mistreat the people who make you what you are, in my opinion. By the time our pr
ogram rolled around, she wouldn’t even talk to me anymore because I was just a glorified jobber to her. I didn’t want anything to do with her at that point. I wouldn’t even attempt to say “hi” to her backstage because she’d be wearing the sunglasses all the time and acting like she didn’t even hear me.
At airports, when the cameras were on, Chyna was the first one to sign an autograph. As soon as the cameras disappeared, it was a different story. We’d have group flights and the fans would come over to us all, looking for autographs. She and Hunter would refuse to sign anything, while Steve Austin, the biggest wrestling star in the world, signed everything. That tells me that Steve’s grateful to have fans and is giving back. Hunter and Chyna would just sit there with their sunglasses on and ignore everybody. I saw a similar situation one time when we drove to Baltimore for a show. Hunter and Chyna pulled in right behind me when the valet was parking our cars. Some fans came running over for an autograph and the first words out of Chyna’s mouth were “Hey, you’re not supposed to be here, get out of here.” The two of them refused to sign anything. They were right that the kids weren’t meant to be there but even so . . . these people are the reason you have a salary! They came over to me and I signed and talked with them. This group of kids even said to me that Chyna and Hunter had a lot of fans and it was pretty sad that they would act like that. I had to agree. If the fans had been rude to them, I could have understood, but the kids just wanted a moment of their time and an autograph. But that’s just who Hunter and Chyna were then — whenever the cameras were on, they’d act like the big babyfaces they were on TV but as soon as the cameras stopped rolling, it was a different story. They were really the only two who were like that. All of the other boys were respectful and giving to their fans. We were told that we should always sign autographs because the fans are the ones who make it possible for us to get a check and pay our bills. I saw Chyna some years later when I was doing Tough Enough; she was doing something for MTV too, so we were both in the green room and she was very friendly to me. I always wondered if her behavior when she became a big star was because somebody had “brainwashed” her into thinking that she was superior to the other talent and didn’t need to talk to people “beneath her.” I knew that wasn’t her deep down. The Chyna I knew was and is a very good person.
For any difficulties I had at the time working with Chyna, I didn’t have any whatsoever with Chris Jericho. Chris had come in from WCW but he’d wrestled around the world and learned a lot in Japan, where he’d been taught to lay it in there. A lot of people in the WWF had a hard time coping with him at the beginning because he was so rough. He was a good worker but a lot of the guys didn’t like working with him because they were pussies who couldn’t take it. I had no problems working with Chris — he’d lay it in there, you’d hammer him back, and he’d never say a fucking word. I could clean his clock and he wouldn’t complain — he’d just clean my clock right back. A lot of people had a problem with the way he worked, but Chris’s priority was to make sure people didn’t see through his stuff. Trying to make his work look realistic was getting him into hot political water but he tried not to let politics dictate how he was going to operate. He’s always thinking, always coming up with new ideas for himself and for other people. He’ll give as much advice to other people as he can. I learned a lot from Chris just by listening to him, how he articulates and how he lays out a match. When he’s putting together a match, he’ll be moving, walking around — in his mind, he’s running through all the moves, thinking how the match is going to flow. He pays attention to detail. The only drawback with him is that, if you’re not careful, he’ll take 99 percent of the match for himself. It’s not a selfish thing and he’s not trying to get one over on you, he just gets carried away and sometimes you have to intervene and calm him down. If you ask him, “What am I getting from this match?” he’ll stop and go, “Oh right, yeah!” I absolutely love Chris. He’s a great guy and he’s got so many great ideas for the business.
Working the program with Jericho and Chyna was a blessing and a curse. It got me plenty of TV time, it got me onto a PPV, and it got me working with Chris. It also meant I had to work with Chyna so not only did I have to think about what I had to do, but I had to think for her as well. I figured I would be the one losing so that they could both stay strong. I was going to be the sacrificial lamb, so to speak. It wasn’t working with a woman that bothered me, it was having to work around her in the ring that was frustrating, having to make up for her lack of ability. I didn’t have to worry about her burying me because I had nothing to lose — I wasn’t in a spot where they could do much to hurt my standing.
For the lead-up to the match at the Royal Rumble 2000, they had me go over Chyna in a match on RAW so that people might think I had a chance to win the three-way match. I don’t think anybody really thought I might win that match but it was nice to get a win on TV. I put Chyna over in another match — some people might think I would have had a problem losing to a woman but I was fine with it. She was different from all the other women because they’d built her up as a monster. If they’d asked me to lose to Trish Stratus, for example, I might have had a problem with that. Chyna? That was fine.
I was happy that I got to do some interviews in the build-up, including what was probably my favorite-ever promo. I mentioned before that, back then, we had creative liberty with our promos but if you were going to say something about someone else, you would usually go and run it by them first out of respect. You wanted to make sure they wouldn’t have a problem with what you were planning to say. I ran this one past Chyna and she said she was fine with it. It was a sold-out arena and the show would play on live TV. I went out there and said that women don’t belong in a wrestling ring. The crowd reacted and I carried on: “I know what everybody’s going to say, that I probably think they should be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen but no — let me tell you something, Chyna, women don’t belong in the ring — women belong in the bedroom, face down, ass up.” I got a reaction like I never had in my life. 20,000 people just roared. Chyna came to the ring and I told her that she knew where I stood and so she had two choices — she either got her ass out or she got her ass up. That place blew a gasket again. I was told later that all of the boys in the back popped but Linda McMahon, Vince’s wife, had this shocked look on her face, like “I can’t believe he said that” and walked off. After I’d flown home, I got a call from Bruce Prichard telling me that I couldn’t say things like that. Why? He said, “It’s just going a little too far . . . You offended a few people.” I told him that worse stuff was said elsewhere on TV. I said that somebody must have been upset because I got over a little more than they did that night. Bruce told me to run any more “questionable content” past the office before I said it on live TV.
The match we did at the Royal Rumble ended up being pretty good. Everything went well except for a spot where I was down. Chyna and Jericho were fighting and their minds went blank. That was very rare for Chris. Chyna did listen when we’d go over matches but she had a tendency to be forgetful. She wasn’t too worried about it since she knew that people would cover for her. They were just standing there in the ring, trading punches, backed up against the rope and trying to figure out what to do. I crawled around on the mat and shouted, “Drop behind, nutshot.” They got back into the groove and we finished up the match with Chris pinning Chyna. I could have sworn I’d be the one to get beat but they put Chris over Chyna clean. For a seven-minute match, it was all action and looked great. When we got to the back, Chris took me aside and told me he was glad I remembered what they had to do because that was fixing to get ugly!
That was pretty much the end of any interaction I had with Chyna, although something from that program did come up again a while later. Hunter was out in the ring, cutting a promo on Vince and talking about him going to jail for whatever reason. He said that Vince was going to end up in jail “face down and ass up.” All right, so Hunter can say that and
I can’t? I guess being so far up Vince’s ass that he can see exactly what Vince had for dinner comes with certain privileges. I also guess that Hunter had heard the reaction I got for using that line and thought he’d take the pop for himself. “Questionable content” my ass, Hunter just didn’t want anybody else getting over. If he heard a good line, he’d put the kibosh on it and stop it from becoming a money-maker for anybody else. That pissed me off. But, as always, if I didn’t like how things were going, I could have left. That wasn’t going to happen. No matter what, my loyalty was with Vince. It always has been. He gave me my break in the big time and he always looked after me financially. At one point, WCW got wind that my contract was expiring in April or May, so Eric Bischoff gave me a call. It was a quick conversation and we didn’t even get as far as how they might use me. He told me that WCW would double whatever Vince’s best offer was to keep me. I told him what I was making and, sure enough, Eric offered to double it. I thanked him for the offer but told him I was going to stick with the WWF. He said he understood and respected my loyalty, and that was that. I sat down with Jim Ross to work out a new contract with the WWF and he asked what sort of guarantee I wanted. I threw out a figure that I thought wasn’t unreasonable. J.R. said it “wasn’t exactly what they were thinking” but he’d see what he could do. They came back a few days later with the okay and we got the new contract signed. It ended up being an extra 40 percent on what I was already making. I was fine with that. Sure, Eric had offered me double what I had been making but as far as I was concerned, loyalty means more than money. I’ve always felt that way. The thought of going to WCW never entered my mind. It wasn’t an option — I was staying with the WWF no matter what.