Gee, I can't believe that time forgot this epic encounter between Gillberg and Luna Vachon. This was early 1999, so the Monday Night Wars were in full swing. The competition wasn't friendly. WCW and WWF took shots at each other at every opportunity on live television. One of Vince's more memorable shellings of mounted offense was Gillberg, a creation that mocked WCW's top babyface. I don't know for sure, but this may have been Gillberg's debut match. Flanked by the J.O.B. Squad (with sparklers in tow), seasoned jobb...er, enhancement talent Duane Gill gives a spirited performance as the not-so-hulking beast of a "man." I loved Michael Cole's dig at WCW's practice of piping in phony chants.
Man, it's a trip realizing that Cole commentated during the Attitude Era. Anyway, Luna does her best, but it had to be disheartening knowing that she would have to do a job for Sable at the Rumble. What a fucking joke. This is kinda-sorta off-topic, but Luna Vachon deserves a spot in the WWE Hall of Fame. She was an underrated worker, and she was robbed of her lifelong dream to be a champion under the McMahon incumbency. Sable was a cunt who didn't respect the business, and I guaran-goddamn-tee you that she will be inducted before Luna. Of course, it helps that she's married to Brock Lesnar. Sorry, I had to get that off my chest. GILLBERG! GILLBERG! GILLBERG!