FPW returned to their home venue after all sorts of shenanigans stopped them from hosting Futuremania there back in May, and today’s show was basically a celebration of their obstinacy and tenacity in continuing in the face of adversity.
As always, this was a card aimed at a family audience, and boasted a fantastic and heartwarming atmosphere – the only inappropriate language came, unsurprisingly, from a small child in the crowd who managed to be both racist and homophobic when heckling Noam Dar.
Ah, Noam Dar. What more can I say about this man? He is all class, a classic cowardly antagonist, a terrific technician, and full of personality. If only his accent were slightly less impenetrable at times for this cloth-eared South London audience. He faced off against Jimmy Havoc, who’s ridiculously over in what’s become his home promotion, and they gave us one of the grossest moments ever seen in professional wrestling as Dar placed his chewed-up gum in Havoc’s mouth. I’m still shuddering.
Speaking of which, as his gimmick centres on crotch-thrusting, it’s vaguely disturbing how much the younger denizens of the FPW fanbase love Greg Burridge, bestowing him with sweeties, and, when his fluffy dice were finally sliced off by the Warden (ouch), handing over their own tribute dice so that he wouldn’t be without a pair.
(Incidentally, talking of the Warden, and on a vague tangent, the baldness – inflicted on him by Burridge at Futuremania in the Hair vs Dice match – very much suits him.)
The Bhangra Knights have clearly now found their niche as a face tag-team, getting a huge pop when they appeared and getting everyone on their feet dancing. They took on the London Riots, who spent much of the afternoon interfering in matches (such as a very sparky little opener between Paul Robinson and Bagheera, which deserved to go the distance) and getting them thrown out – it seems that we’ll be waiting until October and the Trick or Treat show to get a real denouement for several of today’s bouts.