The Head Bangers were so ridiculously over here.
Miguel Perez might be one of the hairiest wrestlers I've ever seen, it's like he's wearing a sweater. He hits a neat seaton/standing moonsault combination onto one of the Head Bangers and nobody pops what so ever. The Los Boricuas work an extended control segment on Thrasher, it's nothing fancy but the crowd being so behind The Head Bangers creates a lot of atmosphere and drama.
Mosh finally gets the tag and it's not too long before he picks up the win, with the crowd reaching Bulldog/Bret Summerslam '92 levels of excitement. I wish I was joking.