Fuck me, what a stud.
And yet another example of someone whose path I never crossed in the ring during my time as an active BGEast wrestler.
That fucking body. Those tats. The attitude.
I first discovered Joe Mazetti when I got the Fantasymen 17 tape–yes, this was back before DVD’s and I still had dial-up Internet service, which should tell you how long ago this was; I was in the early stages of discovering all BGEast had to offer in those days–and I had already become a fan of three wrestlers: Mike Columbo, Buster Bergeron, and of course, Brad Rochelle (there was only one Brad; others have come close to no avail), and I wanted to see the Buster/Columbo match–it was a mat match with them starting in singlets and stripping down to thongs, basically; two amazing asses. Brad was taking on Mikey Vee in a ring match; I soon became a fan of his, as well. Back in the day of videotape, navigation wasn’t as easy as it is on DVD’s (you kids today have it so easy! Why, back when I was a kid we had to fast forward or rewind!) and so since Columbo/Bergeron was match one, I often never made it past that match when watching and satisfying my wrestling itch. But I finally made it to the last match on the tape, which was Joe Mazetti taking on a towering hulk of muscle named Johnny Modesto.
Nice, right? But he wore even less to the ring to fight Joe:
Fuck me, those legs.
Imagine having those wrapped around your head! Mmmm, thank you sir, may I have some more?
Handsome face, massive upper body, thighs for days…yeah, hot fucking stuff.
Joe is much smaller in stature, but the body is second to no one, and his nasty attitude makes him a lot taller.
Poor Johnny didn’t stand a chance. He did get a few shots in–but that just seemed to inspire Joe to further nastiness and brutality.
The match was incredibly hot, and I became a big fan of Joe.
I also wanted to beat the shit out of Johnny Modesto. (to be continued)