This week I’m reviewing Davey Richards vs. KENTA from Supercard of Honor IV in Houston, TX last year. ROH always aims to deliver on their WrestleMania weekend shows, and 2009 was no different.

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Hello confused button clicker. I’m Justin Houston, scribe behind CHIKARMY Insider and the Chikara DVD Reviews.  I’m debuting a new column here on PWP that’s all about puroresu, or Japanese wrestling to those that think Vince McMahon owns wrestling planet-wide. It’s called Pushing Puroresu and, in time, this will evolve into a place where I’ll express my various, at times divisive, opinions on everything from “Why [insert name] suddenly rules” to “[insert name] has kick-ass gear.” The fill-in-the-blank name is Kotaro Suzuki by the way. There will be Top Ten lists, Classic Matches, fantasy booking and dream match-ups, among other things. I’ll even do a weekly rundown of what, if any, puro I watched during the week, to keep up with the wrestling landscape. Now, many of you puroresu maniacs out there are probably wondering, “Why the fuck is the Chikara guy doin’ the puro column? That’s like asking Elmer Fudd to do commentary for the UFC.” First of all, I don’t understand what that means. Secondly, I’m not a guy who fancies himself one kind of wrestling. I love wrestling, in every form: lucha libre, puro, death matches, American-style, shoot-style, Mid-South, Mid-West, South-West, South…North. Wrestle Mime. Scandinavian…the point is, if there’s a style out there and someone decides to apply its teachings to the rich canvas of a wrestling ring (not a fucking mattress), chances are I’ll find something to like. I’m by no means an expert, but what I lack in complete understanding, I make up for with foam-at-the-mouth rage, blind fist-swinging and a misplaced bravado that would make Stalker Ichikawa blush. As much as I love Chikara, it’s not what reignited my burning passion for this sport six years ago. It’s puroresu. I warn you: this is about as personal an article I could write, so if I come off as a NOAH-obsessed nutjob…it’s because I am. Completely. Read the rest of this entry