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astralbondpro · 8 months

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March 31, 1997 -

Bret Hart makes a heartfelt (no pun intended) plea to his brother Owen Hart and brother-in-law Davey Boy Smith, leading to the end of bad blood within the family on this edition of WWF Monday Night Raw.

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skeletonrodeoqueen · 1 year

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#intricate rituals #bret hart #jim neidhart #the hart foundation #wrestling

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hart-on-my-sleeve · 2 months

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Bad, Bad, Bad, Bad Boys ... You make me feel so good~

Ft so many bad boy wrestlers :3

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take-taker-taken · 1 year

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Shawn is such a little snot here. Just wish we could have seen his facial expression through it all.

#shawn michaels #heartbreak kid #the heartbreak kid #owen hart #the hart foundation #brat #oooooh hair pulling

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dandalionbold · 5 months

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Eat Your Heart Out, Rick Springfield~

#what do you meAN im obsessed with this song #jimmy hart #the hart foundation #jim neidhart #bret hart #i love these goobers so much

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blowflyfag · 7 months

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WORLD WRESTLING FEDERATION MAGAZINE : MAY 1990

YOUTH, SPEED, & FURY

SHAWN MICHAELS FACES BRET “HIT MAN” HART

It promised to be a dream matchup. Bret “Hit Man” Hart and Shawn Michaels, components of the two of the World Wrestling Federation’s most dynamic tag teams-the Hart Foundation and the Rockers, respectively–agreed to test each other’s heralded ralents in a singles bout. What followed was a dazzling display of wrestling scientific and grueling combat. Even after the contest became inflamed to the point that the referee had to call for a double disqualification, each gladiator left with great respect for the other.

“I didn’t expect anything less.” stated the handsome Michaels, unwinding in the dressing room with his partner Maety Jannetty after the bell. “When you sign on the dotted line against Bret ‘Hit Man’ Hart, you sign to fight a hurricane. I had to give it all I had, and—if you ask me—I came out of the battle looking pretty good.” He touched a bump above his left eye and joked, “This’ll heal fine, and soon I’ll be breaking hearts again. But the first thing on my mind right now is Bret Hart. What I wouldn’t do to step in the ring with him again and gain a decisive victory!”

Several yards down the corridor, the mood was the same. Hart and teammate Jim “The Anvil” Neidhart looked at one another and grinned.

“Tough kid,” Neidhart muttered.

Hit Man shook his head. “He fought some match. My ears are still ringing from his punches. I’d love to say ‘I didn’t know he had it in him,’ but that’s not true. The reason I wanted this match is that I knew that Shawn Michaels is a fabulous wrestler. I’ll give him this: He knows how to mix it up. I guess next time I’ll have to play a little bit harder.”

In the stands, the fans were almost as winded. The bout had been so intense that it seemed to blur past the spectators. When one man applied a punishing hold, the other was quick with a counter. As soon as the referee broke a clutch, the grapplers were tangled up again. When the combatants decided to start bending the rules, nothing less than a four-man brawl—starring the Rockers and the Hart Foundation—followed.

“These guys didn’t let up for a single second, observed manager Bobby “The Brain” Heenan, normally on the opposite side of both competitors. “I’m not saying that either of these chumps could beat one of my men, but I still watched the match with interest. Because Hart and Michaels are similar types of wrestlers, I figured I’d see what they use against members of the Heenan family. That’s the key to smart managing, pal. Learn their repertoires and use the knowledge to your advantage.”

[Bret Hart showed his lightinglike reaction time and his quick reflexes by grabbing Shawn Michaels in a reverse atomic drop when the two ran the ropes.]

Heenan was intrigued by this contest. While the manager is short on praise for his foes, his interests in the Hart-Michaels confrontation can be interrupted as a compliment to both men. By taking meticulous notes on the match, Heenan sent out a clear message: Hart and Michaels are at the top of their profession and pose a threat to every other wrestler.

The information was not news to the battlers. The bout had come about through mutual respect, coupled with the desire to overcome a formidable challenge.

Michaels was clearly the hungrier of the two, and his thirst for greatness was understandable. In Hart he saw an accomplished athlete, solid in technical skills and proficient in fisticuffs, who had “made it” as both a singles and tag team grappler. With Neidhart, Hit Man had held the WWF Tag Team Championship. In individual competition, he had established himself as a contender for the WWF Championship and Intercontinental Titles, and he was even profiled in a special issue of WWF Wrestling Spotlight.

Hart was just as anxious to log a victory. Despite Bret’s apparent youth, he has grown into a hardened veteran of the mat wars, and he wanted to ensure that he had not grown rusty. Hit Man viewed Michaels as one of wrestling’s “new breed,” one who rebels against the conventions of ring combat and who improvises and innovations in each match. The moves utilized by the Rockers impressed Hit Man, and he admitted feeling twinges of envy. Hadn’t he also been labeled a spectacular new force in the early days of the Hart Foundation? From the dressing room entrance, Bret watched the Rockers wage war with the mountainous Powers of Pain. He was reminded of the Foundation’s brace encounter with Andre the Giant in the closing moments of Wrestlemania 2’s battle royal. He wanted a bout with Michaels, to test himself.

Rather than being divided in its loyalties, the crowd was solidly behind both wrestlers, giving each a rousing cheer as he made his way to the ring with his regular tag team partner. To offer moral support–or, perhaps, when two fiercely determined athletes square off–Jannetty and Neidhart remained at ringside after the bell rang.

The match began in a sportsmanlike fashion, and it seemed relatively even. They locked up collar-to-elbow, with Michaels backing Bret into the turnbuckles. The Rocker broke the hold, detaching himself from his foe. When they tangled again, Hit Man applied a reverse wristlock. Michaels wiggled, loosened his opponent’s grip, then slipped behind Hart and clamped on a hammerlock. Bret displayed his experience by reversing the maneuver.

The fireworks that would be seen later in the match were ignored in the manner in which Michaels broke the hold. He thrust his elbow backward into Bret’s throat. The gesture was hardly a whack with a closed fist or a kick to the rings, but it qualified as roughhousing.

Hart recovered swiftly. He caught the Rocker in a reverse atomic drop and leveled him with a meteor of a clothesline. A snapmare appeared to disable Michaels further, but the war was just beginning. Whether the Rocker had exaggerated his injuries or recovered from the brink of defeat by pure heart, he still will not say.

[Shawn Michaels struck with solid skill and dazzling moves. In the end, tempers flared, and a wild, full-fledged brawl ensued.]

What is known is that Michaels began fighting as if he had never been hurt. He slid out of the way of his foe’s elbowdrop and did some fancy spinning in midair to land on his feet after a backflip. Hart turned around to be blasted by a dropkick. Seeing Hit Man sprawled on the canvas, Michaels went for the kill.

His planning was premature. Bret waited for his opponent to mount the top rope before gripping him from underneath and hurling him across the ring. Possibly embarrassed by Michaels’ good showing, Hit Man got tough and unleashed forearms and elbows.

Tempers were starting to flare. Michaels contained his anger long enough to avoid a side suplex–doing a 360-degree turn while being lifted, landing on his feet and bodyslamming Hit Man. Again, both men ran the ropes. This time, it served neither’s advantage, as they elbowed on another and hit the mat simultaneously.

A classic moment occurs when they rose and took turns exchanging suplex attempts. The defensive skills of each were so refined that neither could accomplish his task.

Frustrated, they wrestled into the corner. Neither wished to break. Asserting his authority, the referee wedged between them. When separated, they could not wait to duel again. Words were exchanged, then shoves. Bret clocked his adversary. Jannetty stepped onto the apron to argue with– and then punch–Hit Man. Neidhart chimed in and was slugged by Michaels. Within seconds, the ring was flooded with WWF officials trying to restore order in a four-way free-for-all.

Remarkably, the bad feelings were left in the ring. Each man recognized the others gutsiness, and each will go so far as to compliment the rival tag team. Both the Rockers and the Hart Foundation pledge support for each other if it is needed.

But if it is not, Bret Hart and Shawn Michaels cannot wait to tear into each other again.

#wwf #world wrestling federation #shawn michaels #bret hart #marty jannetty #jim the anvil neidhart #jim neidhart #bret the hitman heart #The Rockers #The Midnight Rockers #The Hart Foundation #Bred #magazine scan #magazine transcript #wwf magazine scan #wwf magazine

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s0re-loser · 1 year

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The Hart Foundation for Wrestlemania 6

#this was supposed 2 b a bret hart wrestmania post like the shawn one but i liked him 2 much here #love & light #bret hitman hart #bret hart #wrestling #Wrestlemania 6 #jim neidhart #jim the anvil neidhart #the hart foundation

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south-of-heaven · 7 months

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Natayla x fem!reader where natayla decides to get a new kitten while her wife isnt home?

Last one || Natalya Neidhart x Reader

Summary: You tell Nattie "no more cats". Nattie just can't resist.

You had always thought that five cats were plenty, then suddenly you had seven of them. Seven cats were more than enough. Your home was filled with their playful antics, soft purring, and quirky personalities, but apparently, Natalya had different ideas.

As you headed out of town for a work conference, you jokingly told her, "No more cats, Nattie. Seriously, we're at our limit." She chuckled and agreed, but little did you know, she had other plans.

While you were away, Natalya couldn't resist the lure of a tiny, adorable kitten she had found. It was a sweet, innocent ball of fur, and her heart simply melted at the sight of it. She knew you might not be too pleased, but she just couldn't leave the little one behind.

So, with a soft, loving smile, Natalya brought the kitten home. She set up a cozy little corner with a bed, some toys, and a bowl of kibble. The kitten immediately made itself at home, exploring its new surroundings with boundless curiosity.

Days passed, and Natalya was both thrilled with her new feline friend and filled with anticipation about your return. She knew she would have to break the news to you sooner or later, and she hoped you'd understand.

Finally, the day came when you returned from your trip. Exhausted from your journey, you entered your home, and Natalya was there to greet you, wearing a hopeful smile.

"Hey, babe," she began tentatively. "I know I promised no more cats, but I couldn't resist. Look."

She led you to the cozy corner where the tiny kitten was now sleeping, its small body rising and falling with each breath. It was impossibly cute, and you couldn't help but smile.

Natalya continued, her voice filled with warmth. "I found this little one while you were away, and I just couldn't leave it behind. I hope you understand. I promise I'll take care of everything, and it won't be any extra work for you."

You couldn't stay mad at her for long, especially when she gave you that puppy-dog look and gestured to the adorable kitten. The truth was, the new addition to the family was undeniably charming, and it had already won your heart.

With a chuckle, you wrapped your arms around Natalya and the kitten, giving them both a loving squeeze. "Alright, Nat, but this is really the last one, okay?"

Natalya beamed with delight, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips. "I promise, this is the last one. Thank you for being understanding, babe. I knew you'd love our new little friend."

And as you watched the kitten snuggle into Natalya's arms, you couldn't help but agree. Maybe, just maybe, eight cats weren't too many after all.

#wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #pro wrestling #wrestling #wwe #nattie neidhart x reader #natalya neidhart x reader #nattie neidhart #natalya neidhart #the hart foundation

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littletroubledgrrrl · 5 months

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