PHANTASM review
Published 17 August 2021

April 30, 2000

Washington, District of Columbia

MCI Centre

(Attendance: 17,876)

Above: Backlash 2000 live from DC

The opening focuses on the Triple H/ Rock main event, a rivalry for which was just heating up in the year 2000, as well as the much anticipated return of the rattlesnake. JR and the King introduce us to the show, as pyro pops throughout the MCI centre.


WWF Tag Team Championship

Edge/ Christian (c) vs. Road Dogg/X-PAC (w/Tori)

“Those are pointers!” – Jerry “The King” Lawler. And just like, we are smack down in the middle of the Attitude era. The pointers in question are of course a reference to Debra (who is special ring announcer) and her ‘puppies’. Run DMC rap D-X to the ring, X-Pac, substituting for an injured Billy Gunn. And we’ve got two words for ya- Edge & Christian. The newly crowned, tag team title winning duo have popped their championship cherry and are set to make their first PPV title defence. Interesting dynamic, team E&C have recently planted, if not established, themselves as heel, post WM, yet, get quite the cheer here. D-X however, are popular heels, also getting popular response. With the exception of the usual “X-PAC heat” in the form of undeserved “X-PAC SUCKS!” chants. 

Above : D-X vs Edge and Christian Credit WWE.com

Backlash kicks off, what a lineup! The ring story for this one tells the champs as the blonde haired, high flying, lady killer white meats against cocky heels, slowing the pace and spending time in charge. Traditional format largely employed, good heel ground and pound by Road Dogg, with well timed, hot fight back offence from Christian. The great white hope of the team: Edge, makes the hot tag to an excited response and cleans house. Great counter spot leads to X-Pac dropping Kane’s ex, Tori, from the apron to the floor, leading to everyone in the match getting involved. While chaos ensues on the outside, Christian, in true heel fashion, sneaks from behind while the official is distracted and cracks the skull of X-Pac with the ring bell to score the cheap win, to the delight of the crowd. 

Above Left: X-PAC nailed by the ring bell. Right: Christian makes the pin

The quintessential example of an Attitude era opener. Quick, clocking in at 8:37, straight to the point, focussed and smooth, getting the crowd riled up and invested early. Everything they did got reactions and strong heat. The “tweeners”, Edge and Christian, took a big step forward in becoming established heels with the cheap victory, as they would spend the next few years being the best heel tag team in the company. As Dave Meltzer would report in the May 8 edition of the Observer, “X-Pac was suffering from asthma symptoms and was totally winded by the end of the match and actually called for the finish several minutes early because he was spent.” X-Pac suffered a nasty cut here courtesy of a bolt on the ring bell and would require stitches. An unintentional bit of colour considering blood is not ideal for a ‘fun opener’. Save that for later. Accidents happen, solid match either way, setting the tone for the night to come.

Winners- Christian and Edge (8:37)

6.4/10 ~ Thumbs up

Above: X-PAC busted. Below: Tag champs


Backstage: The Rock arrives. Anticipation builds for the main event

-Thumbs up


WWF Light Heavyweight Championship 

Scotty 2 Hotty vs Dean Malenko 

Great pops for Scotty, dancing his way to “You look fly today”. 2 Cool are peaking in April of 2000, can Scotty wrestle the entire match without flipping his lid? The answer is no. But damn, can that guy moonwalk or what! The Iceman doesn’t exactly ooze personality, quite a contrast to the charismatic Scotty 2 Hotty. Malenko plays to his strength though with technically sound holds, not quite 1000 tonight, but plenty enough. Unlike most light heavyweight title matches, the crowd is right into it, as Malenko takes control, focussing on his opponents leg. Scotty drops Dean with an enziguri, Malenko counters back with more punishment on the lower extremities.

Above: Dean Malenko takes apart Scotty 2 Hotty Credit WWE.com

The former and future Radical relentlessly works the knee, a strategy which is simple and effective, solid heel work. They go back and forth in lead up to a bulldog set up, leading to what everyone wants to see- Scotty’s worm! The crowd goes ape shit as the hip hop hippo whips out his worm and drops it all over a vulnerable Dean Malenko. Scott’s weapon is not enough to get the job done however, the match continues. Washington claps in anticipation and in hopes to get their favourite over the line. Instead of this, Malenko nails a rarely seen, (and extremely dangerous) top rope DDT, to the astonishment of the fans, for the victory. 

Solid, well timed, fast paced action, with the crowd well invested considering this was basically a “cold” match going in. Very surprising to see a top rope DDT attempted considering how dangerous that concept is. These two pulled it off, without any suggestion of injury. Damn Scotty is over. Not your typical match for the era, more “meat and potatoes wraslin.” What a surprise treat of a match, for a spot which is generally destined to underwhelm.

Winner- Dean Malenko (11:47)

6.8/10 ~ Thumbs up

Above: Malenko with the win after a dangerous DDT


Backstage- McMahon/ Helmsley faction talking strategy

Above: The McMahon- Helmsley faction


Bossman/ Bull Buchanan vs APA

What do you do when you have a hot as hell crowd? Send out Bossman to kill the enthusiasm. “APA” chants ring true, let’s hope this one doesn’t take up much PPV time. Not much of note, nothing but a big ‘ole lumbering cluster of stuff. Buchanan just sucks the charisma out of things, including the live crowd. At least he isn’t weirdly rapping around, riding the coat tails of an up an coming John Cena yet. Farooq plays the goodie in danger, while the alpha Acolyte, Bradshaw, awaits an eventual tag. Has Bossman eaten Al Snow’s dog yet? I think that happened in 99’ if memory serves correct. Wait, Bossman didn’t eat Pepper, he just cooked the little guy.

Above: Acolytes take on Bossman/ Buchanan

The crowd lift when Justin Hawk makes the tag and cleans house a little, time to take it home fellas before anyone’s limited ability is exposed. B-squared hits some stupid looking leg drop from the top, trying to wrestle like a cruiser weight for some unknown reason, for the underwhelming and very forgettable win. JR tries his darnedest to put the big guy over, to no avail. 

Above: Bossman/ Buchanan win

Slop fest, really did it’s best to simmer the hot crowd. Weak story heading in, no real reason for either team to want to win and went way too long. APA did not get their licks in at all, not a decent clothesline from hell or double power bomb in sight. Buchanan is so confused as his role as a big man. Bossman was just there earning a pay check. I still haven’t forgiven him for dragging Paul White’s fathers coffin through the cemetery. XD. The clear low-light of Backlash 2000.

Winners- Bossman/ Buchanan (8:37)

3.0/10  ~ Thumbs down


Backstage: Matt and Jeff Hardy

The Holly cousins

~Thumbs down


Hardcore Championship 

Hardcore invitational- Hardcore Holly vs Tazz vs Saturn vs Matt Hardy vs Jeff Hardy vs Crash Holly (c)

Above: Hardcore invitational

After Saturn gets the worlds worst pop, all the participants kick punch for several minutes. A real Battle Royal type match up, with too many guys fighting at once for the camera to follow anything logical. Things start to kick off when Matt Hardy follows a fleeing Crash Holly up the swinging entrance hook set and jumps high into a stack wrestlers. Jeff nails a hurricanrana from the steel set before the action makes its way back to the ring. Very odd booking placing the Hardyz not only against each other so early into their hot run, but in a multi-man singles match. Tag team wrestling is literally at its absolute peak between January-December of 2000, surely the office could have capitalised and booked the Hardyz in tag action here. Tazz is still a potential prospect in the eyes of the fans, not in the eyes of Vince McMahon though. After his impactful debut in Madison Square Garden, Tazz was harshly labelled as “dangerous”, his future push, dead on arrival. The son of a gun deserved better. He cleans house, half heartedly, as does Hardcore Holly. Holly, always a solid hand, is right where he belongs. Certainly not worthy of main eventing a world title match against Lesnar, but a decent middle of the card, journeyman none the less. 

Above Left: Matt Hardy and Crash climbing. Middle: Jeff climbing ladders. Right: Crash Holly with the win

All guys involved flip around the ring for a little while, storytelling is out- cookie sheets are in. There is a cousin to cousin, Holly reunion, the Alabama boys exchanging stiff shots. Saturn mops up for a moment or two and receives a stiff shot for his trouble, dimming his lights and sending him cross eyed. Circa 2000 hardcore matches were generally a fine addition to each card, never a stand out, but often fun. This is just another, better than the cluster at the previous ‘mania, worse than others. The pop of the match is for the ladder. Jeff soars with a swanton bomb, ultimately causing the Hardyz to fight (bad idea) and a Tazzmission to be applied to Crash. While the Hardyz flip around outside, Elroy lays his first offensive move of the night by draping his arm over a fallen Sparky Plug for the inspirational victory. The houdini of hardcore bails quick smart, escaping by the skin of his teeth once more.

Winner- Crash Holly (12:18)

4.9/10 ~ Thumbs up


Backstage- Shane McMahon, main event hype


Big Show vs Kurt Angle

Above Left: Angle taunting the audience. Right: Big Show as Hulk Hogan

Man, Angle was right with his entrance taunt “the Big Show is a giant waste of talent”. Some might disagree, but considering he was demoted to OVW within 6 months, for not being in ring shape, AKA, being up to a certain standard, this taunt has some chops to it. Kurt gains cheap heat with home town political rants/ your sports team sucks etc, ‘Real American’ blasts for the first time in 6 years to cut him off. The commentary team actually acknowledge Hogan as a legend, probably for the first time since his departure from the company. WCW is well in the toilet in April 2000, so the competition no longer seen as a threat. Paul Wight, formally known as the WCW Giant, does a decent impression of the man who introduced him to the business and no sells Angle’s physical advances. A big leg drop doesn’t get things done, so Angle uses quickness to chop the giant down. JR spits out a bunch of Kurt Angle stats, which high school he went to, the size of his head, his first blow job etc, while he gets in his few moments of offence. The Olympic hero is right on the cusp of breaking out into a main event level, with his in ring prowess and comedic timing. In 6 short months, he will climb the Rock to win world title gold. Here, he is unfortunately just a foil for Big Show’s rage, a glorified local jobber, utilised to put the big man over. As we were warned- Show likes to have fun until you piss him off. He gets pissed off and puts Kurt away, way too easily. 

Above: Big Show with the Showstopper Credit WWE.com

Fun at the time, as the crowd were all over Big Show’s cosplay, but ultimately terrible foresight from the booking team to squash Angle in this manner. Angle would be the man going forward, headlining several main events in the year 2000 and be a key replacement in the absence of stars such as Austin and Rock in the years to follow. This gimmick for Big Show would lead him back to square one in OVW, his return as a big, unstoppable heel, forever tarnished from this memory of the character. In hindsight, this version of Show going ‘Hollywood’ and having fun impersonating others, was somewhat of a career killer, certainly in regard to fans completely taking him seriously as a threat. As Jim Ross has often been quoted in his podcast Grilling with JR#53, Paul Wight should have been utilised much less frequently as a rare attraction, as the big man was “grossly exposed” in this era. This match did not do any of the talent any favours going forward. The match gets a thumbs up, as it achieved what it set out to do- entertain the crowd with light, feel good comedy. Did this fun time Show largely destroy the big man’s aura of being a major player in the minds of long term wrestling fans going forward? Possibly, yes, unfortunately.

Winner- The Big Show (2:35)

4.2/10 ~ Thumbs up 


Backstage: Trish acting like a porn star. All I gather from this is that Trish likes her wood to be hard.

Buh Buh Dudley in a trance.

Thumbs up (amongst other things) 


T&A (wTrish Stratus) vs The Dudley Boyz

Get ready to be stratusfied. The Dudleyz around this time are well on their way to becoming one of the most popular tag teams of aaaall time. They still have that bastard mentality and ECW rebellious streak to them, (given that that the primary reason for this match is for Buh Buh Ray to get physical with Trish) soon they would sway into more fan favourite territory: getting the tables on the fans behest. As per usual, Test and Albert go through the tag team motions, not connecting with the crowd, not presenting any memorable spots the crowd can react to, basically being a serviceable opponent to the team across from them. Trish Stratus oozes raw sexuality at ringside and is the focus of the match if your name is Jerry Lawler, or a 16 year old kid at home, as I was on viewing this event live. Hand it to the WWF’s version of Pamela Anderson- her presence and character makes the T&A act, without her they would be just another tag team. Which perhaps they were. Trish at least made it interesting. Plus, she is totally reinventing pink hotpants. 

Above: Trish Stratus making her PPV debut

Several quick tags for ‘tits and ass’ while the crowd chants for an inanimate object. The half brothers set themselves up for 3D, instead, the blonde bombshell shakes her money maker on the apron and causes Buh Buh to go into a drooling trance, the sexy distraction enough to allow “T” to get the “W”. This is of low importance though, the people just want to see BRD get some serious wood.

Above: Those damn Dudleyz Credit WWE.com

Above: Buh Buh getting wood

Buh Buh corners the woman of his sick affection as Trish lays a devastating lip lock onto an impervious BRD in an attempt to distract him away from his rage/female inadequacies. The whitest of Dudleyz instead picks up the object of his erection and drills poor Trish in a not so subtle, metaphorical way. I mean, he hit that, hard and fast, damn near splitting her in half, while 16,000 voyeurs watch and erupt in pure delight. If things hadn’t have gone too far already, big boy Buh Buh Ray makes sure of it by reciting “ I got you, you little bitch” while making his post coitus walk back to the showers.

Above: Trish Stratus takes a big bump

As reported, it was Trish Stratus who requested to take the full force of the bump without being protected, as Dudley would generally help facilitate a more protected bump in similar spots. The match itself somewhat irrelevant- the dynamic between Buh Buh Dudley and Stratus was the drive and success of this match. Wife beating, pseudo sexual, mother issues aside, this is 2000 wrestling at it’s most “attitudinal”, over as all hell, please do not try this at home or mirror the intents and purposes of these actions kiddies. And in all fairness, no one was hurt other than the morals of the company. Of course things will change, just not yet. In the meantime, this is some damn fine entertainment. Someone get Buh Buh a cigarette.

Above: Post match trance

Winners- Test & Albert (11:06)

6.1/10 ~ Thumbs up


Backstage- Eddie and China arrive in a ‘57 Chevy 


Eddie Guerrero (w/ Chyna) vs Essa Rios (w/ Lita)

Above Left: “Latino Heat” Right: Lita and Essa Rios

“Latino heat!” Don’t you just hate it when your crazy Latino uncle and Amazonian aunty gate crash your senior prom? In the promo package, we get the first PPV look at Lita (note- this is both Lita and Trish Stratus’ PPV debut). It sucks that Essa Rios is in this match, it sucks he is on this PPV, it’s quite possible he is the only underachieving talent booked on this card. The guy sucked: cliché substance abuse issues, no discernible character or charisma, with reports of having a prima-donna, backstage attitude, being unreliable, as well as being dangerous in the ring. Another forgotten cog in the machine, who would get booted soon without anybody really noticing. Guerrero has to start his WWE singles run somewhere though! It’s all about the relationship between him and Chyna anyway, a genuinely interesting pairing, for which I believe they ended too soon. The dynamic these two had on screen was engaging and often, light hearted, which is what you need sometimes. Eddie wrestles this one in half his prom attire, with cummerbund to boot. Rios does the obligatory flying moonsaults and whatchamacallits, with no real heat in his offence, it’s just stuff. Back to Eddie, who would be a very long, hard fought 4 years away from reaching the top of the mountain and winning world title gold. Watching back, he clearly has ‘it’ here and connects with the audience, even when handed shit. Should have been pushed way, way harder. Hindsight is easy though. Latino heat gets the V with a windmill neck breaker of all things, the match a prelude to what we all came for- bra and panties! Mummacita! As would happen over the next several months, Eddie does all the hard work and Chyna gets the final spotlight. She is certainly the centre of attention here in her unmentionables. 

Above: Chyna exposed

Winner- Eddie Guerrero (8:38)

5.5/10 ~ Thumbs up


Backstage- Triple H/ Stephanie McMahon being arrogant. 

Austin is not here, Rock is in deep trouble


WWF Intercontinental Championship

Chris Jericho vs Chris Benoit (c)

Y2J is over as hell. He is on the back end of “winning” the WWF title from Triple H, in on of Raws most exciting moments of the modern era. A moment that was vetoed from history, but gave Y2J a huge career boost. Good, solid, semi-main event match up here for the IC, a matchup that would take place on 4 PPVs throughout 2000. This pairing is a result of Jericho losing the IC title to Angle at No Way Out, then Angle losing the title to Benoit at WM 2000 in a triple threat. 

Left, Chris Jericho. Right: Face off

Early breakdown to the outside, the official doesn’t count anyone out as the bell has not rung yet. Mr roboto plays strong heel to Jericho’s rock star babyface, they are both over in their respective roles that’s for damn sure. Is it just me, or is 2000 era Jericho the best fan favourite version of the guy? He is just so pure and in the prime of his life, yet to do dastardly heel-ish shit to jade any fan. Ref. This match is as smooth as silk, just as all their matches would be. Roboto counters a top rope backdrop suplex into a cross body, working stiff as per usual. Test of strength= stalemate, then a Y2J double power bomb! Crunch. 1, 2.. kick out, cross face! Y2J reaches.. reaches and gets some rope. Roboto, like an agitated pit bull, attempts again, this time we see the walls of Jericho, leading to another rope break. Even pairing, believable and stiff, these two match up so well. The crowd are riding every move. Ref goes down. Jericho kicks out of a slow 2.9 count. Roboto eats nothing but belt after launching into a top rope diving head butt, then the bell rings…what the feck! Lilian announces CB as the winner…oh no, what a shame. As JR asked the question “WTF”, Jericho takes his rage out on the zebra that made the shit of a call. On replay, we see that the offical saw Benoit smack into the belt, so technically the right call was made if you are looking at the letter of the wrestling law. 

Left, Benoit headlock. Middle: Double power bomb, Right: Abdominal stretch

Above Left: Walls of Jericho. Right: Crossface

Great for Jericho, placing him as the battling underdog who is constantly undermined by bad or corrupt officiating. Him against the world. His post match snapping and referee beating adds an element of edge and rebellious intensity his character much needed after a torrid 1999, laying down for Chyna etc. The live crowd heat was just a simmer until the final stages, a semi-main event disqualification always frustrating, (even if it was a creative DQ) especially on PPV. You really just want to see a winner and a loser if you payed hard earned $$$ back in the day. The main critique of this presentation is the camera angles missing the finish, which made everything more confusing than it needed to be. Ultimately, a DQ going Benoit’s way is the right call as it allows this great feud to continue. This is what the IC title is all about: grooming future main event stars, these two would get there soon.

Above Left: Finish to the Intercontinental title match. Right: Y2J snaps Credit WWE.com

Winner- Chris Benoit

7.1/10 ~ Thumbs up


Main event video package

Backstage- Rock pumped and primed 


WWF Heavyweight Championship

Special guest referee- Shane McMahon

Triple H (c) vs The Rock

Above: The main event

The champion enters first, McMahons everywhere. The boss sucks in some heat with the whole “card subject to change” shtick, similar to Fully Loaded 98’. The people’s pop is massive. The Rock is as popular as anyone ever has been and in as good as shape as he would ever be in. Same goes for Triple H. The business is at an all time high and this main event is what it’s all about. Bell rings, go time. 

Above: The Rock vs HHH

“This one should be a dandy”- Jim Ross. And it is, the two bulls butt heads with a back and forth exchange. Plenty of talk early about the lack of SCSA, transport issues apparently. “Rocky” chants hard and loud. The faction don’t waste time getting in some cheap shots on the Great one while he’s ringside. Oh dear, it’s gonna be a long night if your names Dwayne Johnson. Hunter initialises control, a hug to his wife and a punch to the Rock shows his alpha dominance. Shane in zebra (or Collingwood football club) attire misses Rocky’s feet on the rope while the Brahma bull is locked in a sleeper hold, this level of cheating sparks a mini fight back from Dwayne.

Above Left: Triple H headlock. Middle: Rock laying the smack. Right: Vince interferes Credit WWE.com

An excellent early build. The McMahon’s don’t get overly involved just yet, just enough to show they pull all the strings. Shane-O makes the worlds second fastest count, behind Mike Tyson at WM14, to the fans dismay. Triple H may, or may not have injured his left elbow here, it could just be a kayfabe injury, it certainly appears that he is favouring the area. (Plus he showed up on the next nights Raw in a sling). Either way, Jean Paul soldiers, as the stakes are high, as is his toughness. They brawl, classic attitude era style amongst em, leading to an attempted Pedigree on the announce table. Instead, the tables are turned in the form of a never before seen, double Rock Bottom! Yes that’s right, H was loaded up for the move, Shane argued up close, Rock roped in Shane and exploded both men through the wood. 

Above: Double Rock bottom

Above: Stephanie McMahon

With One McMahon down, Snr steps up, grapefruits a swinging, the distraction enough to allow his son in law to hit a dastardly low blow/ Pedigree combo onto the Rock. Vince signals for backup, which arrives in the form of his stooges X2. This seems eerily reminiscent of the Over the Edge 98’ main event, this time it’s the Rock vs the corporate machine. Fans scream for justice and Austin, V nails Rocky with a shot reminiscent of the final moments of Wrestlemania 2000. No soul sucking, screw job on this night, rather, glass shattering and the place fuking exploding for the return of Stone Cold Steve Austin! 

Above 1: HHH hits the Pedegree. Above 2: The faction gangs up. Above 3: Glass shatters. Above 4: McMahon fears Austin

Austin has finally arrived, making his first in ring appearance since Rikishi/ Triple H ran him down at Survivor Series 99. He is back, sending the fans into hysteria, swinging chairs left and right. One to Triple H in the aisle, a shot each for the stooges.

Above Stonecold returns with chair shots to the McMahon faction

Shane McMahon, who has willed a gutsy recovery, receives a wild chair to the cranium for his troubles, as does daddy, who eats some Stone cold steel. One more shot to HHH for good measure as JR screams Austin X3. Steve’s night of violence is done. Finally a decent McMahon enters the fray, in the form of Linda, with referee Earl Hebnar in tow. The CEO drops her bratty daughter in the aisle, in what could be considered possibly the the worlds worst offensive move and bump combination ever taken.

Above Left: Austin leaves- Linda McMahon enters. Right: Linda drops her daughter

The crowd is pumped. JR is pumped. Rock is pumped and back to his feet, ready to make up for the atrocity that was the Wrestlemania XVI main event finish. Spine buster to the injured H. The fans might blow the roof off of the building as Rock drops the peoples elbow. Linda signals for Hebnar to do his thing as Rocky hooks the leg, for the long, dramatic 1…2….3!

Above: The Rock hits the people’s elbow for the win.

The MCI centre has erupted, the Rock has overcome all odds to become once again, the man. The people’s champ is now world heavyweight champ, standing tall, atop of the WWF mountain. Not only has the smack been laid down; corporate ass has been thoroughly kicked, in the Wrestlemania main event that never was.  

Above: The new WWF champion Credit WWE.com

Steve Austin returns in his truck, towing metaphorical McMahon-Helmsley road kill. The two most popular men in wrestling history face off in the centre of the squared circle, this time as allies, joined together to defeat a common enemy and toast the WWF title. A great moment in time, a time to celebrate as a wrestling fan. 

Winner and new WWF Champion: The Rock

8.9/10 ~ Thumbs up

Above: A toast to the world title


Final thoughts
Backlash 2000 could be considered one of the all time great ‘In Your House’ or ‘B’ type PPV events, taking place at the peak of the wrestling industries ‘boom period’. A successful PPV has to be attraction driven, star powered and include enticing match-ups, Backlash delivered in spades, with multi- layered promotion on practically all storyline’s leading in and a strong build in general. The show had it all from top to bottom; a loaded, well executed undercard, to an emotional, big time, main event pay off. The event overall was well paced, had the hottest of crowds and was ridiculously star studded. Just look at the talent involved- Steve Austin, The Rock, Triple H, Chris Jericho, Chris Benoit, The Dudleyz, Trish Stratus, Lita, The Hardyz, Eddie Guerrero, Chyna, Big Show, Kurt Angle, Edge and Christian and the McMahon’s to name a few. No match stunk the place out, (with the lowest rated match being he APA vs Bossman/Bull) with a bit of something for everyone. A good injection of humour and light entertainment, plenty of drama and a huge build and payoff with the superlative main event one that holds up over time. The reactions from the crowd, in particular, with Austin’s run-in and Rocks victorious 3 count, is up there with the all time loudest pops in Federation history. The end to the PPV, one of the most feel good finishes ever. The argument can be made that there were too many elements at play for the final match. With so many personalities involved, there is always danger of overbooking. For my money, this all just added to the beautiful chaos and entertainment of it all. This is wrestling after all, an exaggerated escapism from the woes of life. As the saying goes: “anything can happen, and it usually does”.

The card drew an astronomical 675,000 buys, with a 1.62 buy rate. 17,876 people attended live, (not the falsely claimed 19,000 by WWF) with $540,820 made at the gate. The goose was golden.

The only injuries of note would be X-Pac receiving stitches to his head. Benoit had a bloody nose following the diving headbutt finish. Triple H looked to have an injured elbow, this may have been just for storyline, as nothing was reported officially. Rikishi missed this show due to a nagging leg injury, as did Kane.

In conclusion, Backlash 2000 showcases a plethora of hall of fame talent, many of which were in the prime of their lives, some of which were just starting out. Of course there are obligatory riske’ moments that do not necessarily hold up well over time and would not be considered ‘politically correct’ (see Dudley table spot) nowadays, but if you are not too sensitive, this should be ok. The show is so well booked, this should have literally been the card for Wrestlemania 16. The WWF were on a roll here and would continue to be hot for the remainder of the calendar year. Drama, suspense, excitement and entertainment. The pure chaos and raw energy of WWF Backlash 2000 is a perfect example of the Attitude era at its finest. 

 

PHANTASM review