*Started writing this last night so it would coincide with the 23rd anniversary of IYH Canadian Stampede. Then the back of my basement flooded. Fun fun fun. Yet still I shall go out in a blaze of glory....
11 months after beginning my absurd 200 Favorite Wrestlers project, and 4 months after starting this countdown, it all ends here with the repeat winner of PW's favorite wrestler countdown- Bret "The Hitman" Hart.
**Saved the longest for last. So spoiler tagging this storytime-heavy novella on The Hitman.
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As you can see, I had Bret at a very respectable #16 on my list. Yet I was one of the low votes for "The Hitman." Only 4 posters neglected to vote for him at all. Of the sixteen who did vote for Bret, his
low vote was #17. I was the next lowest vote at #16.
Truth is I disliked Bret longer than I liked him when watching in real time. And by more than a 2:1 margin! But his highs, coming a decade apart, were
so damn high. Plus his stuff aged like fine wine. So I have no regrets in ranking Bret at a lofty #16 on my list.
The Hart Foundation were my first favorite wrestlers. I had only been watching wrestling for a little over a month when they won the tag titles from the British Bulldogs. This was huge to kiddie me. I've told the story before of how I didn't even fully grasp the concept of championships yet. I just assumed champions were champions....forever? So to see a title actually change hands was a really big deal to my wrestling noob, kiddie self.
Young Baker didn't have a preference between Bret & Anvil. They were both cool. They looked cool. They had cool moves. And they had the coolest manager in Jimmy Hart. My 1987 WWF thread is filled with stories of me hanging on the edge of my seat, just being fully invested in their matches with the Bees, Stallions, and Others. Their stable mate, the Honkytonk Man, soon surpassed them as my #1 favorite, but the Foundation remained strong Baker Guys. I was gutted when they lost their tag titles to stupid Strike Force.
Bret finally started to pull away a little from the Anvil when he got SCREWED by that JERK Bad News Brown at Wrestlemania 4. But not long after that, the Hart Foundation turned on my man Jimmy Hart, and started beefing with my new heroes, the Fabulous Rougeau Brothers. So I turned on the Hart Foundation in return.
It would take a whopping 7 years(!) before I came back around on "The Hitman."
The Hart Foundation have to be a Top 10 (if not Top 5) team in WWF history. They were together for over 5 years. They had lengthy tag title reigns as both heels and babyfaces. They had a memorable look with the pink & black plus Bret's sunglasses and Anvil's iconic goatee. They also had a cool finisher in the so-called Hart Attack. Yet I spent the next few years rooting against them. Well, with the possible exception of their match/feud with the stupid Nasty Boys.
I've told the story before of how weird I thought it was that Bret was even
getting a Summerslam title shot at IC Champ, Mr. Perfect. Bret was still a 'tag team guy' to me, and tag team specialists didn't win singles titles. That's just the way it was in those days. So I was shocked when Bret dethroned Mr. P to win the IC Title. And not in a good way. More like a 'wtf' way.
Bret's IC Title reigns were a big pile of meh to me in real time. Only thing I was really into was his feud with my main man the Mountie. If I had ranked IC Champs up to that point in my fandom, I'd have him closer to the bottom than the top. Yet I long ago did a 180 on Bret as IC Champ and now I rate him as a Top 10 holder of that once-prestigious championship.
Bret as a 2 time IC Champ was the very definition of normalcy compared to Bret winning the WWF Championship outta nowhere from Ric Flair. Turning on Superstars one Saturday morning and hearing one-half of the Hart Foundation was now WWF Champion was maybe the biggest 'wtf' wrestling moment I had experienced up to that point in my fandom. It was like one of those bizarro dreams where you wake up and were like "wtf was that??" Or to put it another way, Bret winning the WWF Championship in 1992 was to me what Jinder Mahal winning the championship was to modern fans. No exaggeration.
Bret was my first 'midcard' WWF Champion. His PPV matches with Michaels, Razor, and Yoko were more like midcard matches than PPV main events. Bret was a far cry from Hogan & Warrior. He wasn't even Flair or Savage. Hell, he wasn't even Slaughter, who may have been a midcarder going into his WWF Championship run, but one who I instantly bought into as a main eventer the second he beat Warrior. Fairly certain I thought Jack Tunney (who obviously ran WWF) had lost his mind when Bret became WWF Champion out of the blue.
I may have hated Hogan coming out of Wrestlemania IX as the new WWF Champion because Hogan, but at the same time it all seemed perfectly logical to me. He was A Star. Bret was not.
I finally came around (sort of) on Bret as A Star during his KOTR 93 win and subsequent feud with Jerry Lawler. It's here where Bret finally kinda sorta clicked with me as a top guy. Perhaps because this was his first truly heated feud since becoming a singles star? Anyway, I loved the Bret/Lawler feud. It cracked the Top 10 on my rivalries countdown. Naturally I was backing my man "The King."
Yet even then I wasn't completely onboard with Bret as THE guy. Because I remember thinking Lex Luger winning the '94 Rumble and going on to defeat Yoko at Wrestlemania was a foregone conclusion. Luger was just much more of A Star to 93-94 Baker. Like him or not, he was ideal WWF Champion material. Bret, not so much. So I was once again confused in a 'wtf' sort of way when Bret tied with Luger to win the '94 Rumble. And the whole time I'm thinking Luger was a lock to come out of WM 10 with the WWF Championship. I'd have bet every single dime I had on Luger leaving Wrestlemania X as the champ.
Truth is I still didn't really 'get' Bret. I just couldn't understand WHY anybody would be into him. He was....kind of boring. And keep in mind the phrase "good wrestler" wasn't even a part of my vocabulary. I personally may not have liked Hogan/Warrior/Luger but it was easy for me to understand why other people did. Bret, not so much. At least not in an "OMG This guy is so awesome!" kind of way.
Anyway, I tune into Superstars yet again one Saturday morning to discover Bret, rather than Luger, was WWF Champion. OK, that was unexpected. But I just accepted it this time around. WWF had a way of beating me down. And it's not like I was a "Made In The USA" Lex Luger fan anyway. So now I FINALLY accepted Bret as a bona fide top guy.
Loved his all timer of a feud with Owen (Top 5 feud to be sure) and his Baker approved rivalry with Mr. Bob Backlund. Fully accepted Bret as THE guy during his 8 month championship reign in 1994, even if I did root against him.
People rag on Bret spending most of 1995 fighting midcarders, but I was super into his feuds with Hakushi, Lawler, and especially Jean Pierre Lafitte (Isaac Yankem, not so much).
Also in 1995 I discovered my cousin was a massive wrestling/Bret Hart fan and had a new best friend named Rick who was a huge Bret fanboy as well. They were constantly spewing their pro-Bret propaganda at me. Plus I got into the mags. Both the Apter Mags and WWF Magazine were pushing Bret hard as an all time great. WWF Magazine in particular was pushing Bret hard as THE GOAT (even above turncoat Hulk Hogan!). This steady stream of pro-Bret propaganda started getting through to me. The process only accelerated when I began caring about 'good wrestling' for the first time and rented tapes of all those WWF pay per views I had missed featuring Bret having classic after classic. I was slowly but surely coming around on Bret.....
He was the lesser evil during his feuds with Diesel & HBK. Rooted hard for Bret to beat Diesel when I saw them live at Survivor Series 95. And then he did! Yay! But I was back to rooting against him when he took on Bulldog & Taker at the next two PPVs. Then rooted for him again over Diesel and rooted hard for him to beat new Public Enemy #1 HBK at Wrestlemania. He didn't
Then he left. Darn it! Right as I was coming around on "The Hitman"....
Bret's legend only grew during his absence. He was now the canon WWF GOAT. The Apter Mags built him up as perhaps the ultimate deciding force in the Monday Night War. I was terrified he would defect to WCW. Surely lost some sleep over the possibility. If I didn't KNOW it was going to be Jeff Jarrett (lol), Bret would have been the obvious choice for The Third Man. Bret's future hung in the balance. He had come to a fork in the road. Would he be a Baker Guy or the latest treacherous turncoat? Would he return a conquering hero- nothing less than the Cal Ripken Jr. of WWF? Or would he sell out to The Evil Empire like that traitor Mike Mussina would a few years later?
He chose to be a bah gawd hero. I was all in on Bret's return. He was the Guy Who Stayed. Officially a Baker Guy. Probably for life. And I desperately wanted to see him kick the ass of that no good Texas Rattlesnake, Stone Cold Steve Austin.
He did indeed beat that damn Rattlesnake. But things went downhill after that. He kept getting screwed. Usually by asshole Austin. Sometimes by douchebag Michaels. He got screwed out of the WWF Championship twice. He got screwed out of a Royal Rumble victory. Bret was getting pissed off. And so was I.
I did not view Bret's increasingly bitter rants as the beginnings of a heel turn. Quite the contrary. I viewed Bret as an honest man...maybe the last honest man in wrestling. He was a paragon of virtue in a world gone mad. To me, Bret was not going down a heelish path. He was becoming an even bigger babyface. This wasn't my usual 'root for the heel' nonsense either. I genuinely believed Bret was the good guy.
He kicked Austin's ass again at Wrestlemania 13 because GOATs gonna GOAT. But the INGRATES in the crowd cheered for that JERK Austin over St. Bret d'Alberta! The unmitigated GALL of those people!
There was no turning back after Bret formed the Hart Foundation. Bret wouldn't just be my favorite wrestler over the next 8 months. He was my favorite of the favorites. I never liked another wrestler as much as I liked 1997 Bret Hart. If he was a cult leader (and he kinda was) then I was drinking ALL the kool aid. Bret could do no wrong in my book.
He was already the canon WWF GOAT. He had the best matches. He had the best posse ever in the Hart Foundation. And he spit fire on the mic. You kids can have your pipebomb. I'll take 1997 Bret every single time. Fuck a Stone Cold! Give HBGay the business! Tell off those ignorant American ingrates in the crowd! Ooh yeah! If Vince, JR, and
even Lawler don't like it, they can go to hell, too.
Anyway, Bret/Austin is my choice for GOAT feud, and Bret/HBK isn't too far behind. That stuff went beyond your run of the mill wrestling feud. They were as 'real' as wrestling ever got to me. I was so invested.
It all culminated at the GOAT PPV- IYH Canadian Stampede. Best crowd ever. Best match ever. A shining moment for all 5 members of the Hart Foundation. This was their high imo. The sad thing is it would soon come crashing down. Tragic.
I loved any time Raw was in Canada, and even started fancying myself an honorary Canadian. I would keep doing the pro-Canada gimmick in real life all the way up to 9/11.
My best friend Rick and I started seriously discussing our planned pilgrimage to Calgary once he graduated high school. We talked about this a lot! For the previous 18 months or so, Memphis had been our planned destination. But we now deemed Calgary the new Wrestling Capital of the World.
Bret won the title for a record tying 5th time (take that, Hogan!) from Undertaker at Summerslam and seemed destined to be the top guy for....ever? Then it all came crashing down....
I'll never forget the morning a few days before Survivor Series when I made my daily call to this local free wrestling hotline. Hotline Guy dropped the biggest bombshell in free wrestling hotline history- Bret Hart was leaving WWF
NO! This can't be happening. Say it ain't so.
Not gonna lie. I was numb that day. And the next. And probably every other day after that for like 2 weeks. I did not focus on school. My mind was elsewhere. I didn't want to believe. Surely this must be some kind of mistake. Bret had just signed a 20 YEAR contract! He's the WWF GOAT! He can't leave!
Survivor Series '97 already had next level hype due to Bret taking on his other nemesis, HBK, in a rematch of their famed WM 12 Ironman Match. Now it had the added drama of Bret potentially leaving. I still didn't want to believe. Maybe Hotline Guy was wrong? Maybe Bret & Vince worked out whatever issues they had?
Then it happened. The infamous Montreal Screwjob. I felt sick to my stomach. This was the worst thing I had ever seen in wrestling. I watched this show at my friend Brandon/The Three Brothers house. They lived a block away. I did not walk straight home when it was over as I usually did. Instead I wandered around my neighborhood for a while in a daze. It was like somebody close to me had died. That's how seriously I took it. It was also the only time I ever questioned my militantly pro-WWF stance. I chose not to watch Raw the next night. Until Owen's tragic death, this was the absolute nadir of my life as a wrestling fan. I also assumed the Monday Night War was about to wrap up. WCW had been killing my beloved WWF even with Bret having an all time great run. And now WWF had just handed their best player and biggest star over to the enemy. Yeah, WWF was done. And in that moment, I didn't even care. They deserved to die for what they did to "The Hitman."
But somehow, some way, I quickly recovered. I guess a decade of WWF propaganda was just too strong? Or maybe it was just too much a part of my life? I was still pro-Bret though. Fuck Michaels. And, yes, fuck Vince for what he did to poor Bret.
And fuck WCW too for being handed a game changer and proceeding to screw it up. They threw millions of dollars away and deserved to go out of business. People rag on Bret's WCW run. And it is no doubt justified. BUT he did provide us with three all time classic moments- The El Dandy promo. The segment with Goldberg in Canada where he wore a metal plate under his shirt. And the sublime "Owen Tribute" match with Chris Benoit.
Around 2000-2001 I got a 6 tape(!) set titled "WWF's Greatest Matches of the 90s." Bret had more matches than anyone else on this set. He also had the best matches on this set- outdoing #2 Michaels by a considerable margin. At that point, when it came to pure in ring work, I rated Bret 2nd all time behind only Flair.
Bret's story is ultimately a terribly tragic tale. Almost too depressing to be real. Like something straight out of Shakespeare, or one of those other classic trope making authors. Everybody always talks about wanting to see a Vince biopic. And that would be great! But I'd actually be even more interested in a serious Bret biopic. Bret's story has a little bit everything. But mostly tragedy....lots and lots of tragedy.
I don't get much of a kick out of Bitter Bret the way most of you guys do, but if anybody deserves to be bitter, it's Bret.
Wrestling With Shadows was great. Bret's book? Also great. Right up there with Foley's first when it comes to GOAT wrestling books.