After six years, Yoshi Tatsu is no longer a WWE Superstar. Of all the under-utilized guys, only around to make much bigger, less talented monsters-of-the-week look good, Tatsu was my favorite. This was due to a combination of his good ass theme song, his infectious personality, his Twitter account which detailed the wacky adventures of his action figure, and the fact that he was actually a pretty darned good sports-entertainer. And now he’s gone and I’m pretty fucking crestfallen about this.
But I’d rather celebrate his life, rather than sit around in mourning (“he’s not dead!” an imaginary voice shouts at me), so I’ve put together a small list of the Good Times. Leave The Memories Alone.
- His debut on ECW, knocking out Shelton Benjamin after Benjamin spent several minutes being hella racist towards him:
- That cool entrance he had with Goldust, Santino Marella and John Morrison:
- The time he thought Nintendo named a Pokemon character after him.
- This little bastard kid not recognizing him. Fucking parents today.
- His excellent ECW matches with Christian where he looked like the next break-out Superstar, and then ended up being a jobber, putting over Lord fucking Tensai.
- Tag-teaming with pre-Hall of Pain Mark Henry. This was somehow awesome.
- His theme song: