SAN FRANCISCO - In terms of man-made disasters, wrestle Fest 2007 can be compared to the Hindenberg crash-landing onto the Titanic. The event, which started off promising on Thursday, and managed to overcome some obstacles on Friday to entertain the fans, Saturday devolved into a fiasco of epic proportions, culminating in the skipping town of the promoter, scores of unpaid talent, angry and disappointed fans, hotel fistfights, and a foreboding mood for Sunday’s portion of the show.

Though there was a general sense of disorganization on Friday, on Saturday, this hit an entirely new level. At 11 a.m., the area that would only an hour later host headliner Bill Goldberg for an autograph session was completely devoid of any organization. No barriers were set up to control lines, fans were confused as to where to buy the special tickets for the session, tables hadn’t been set up. And the promoter was nowhere to be seen. The take-charge attitude of Jeremy (last name with-held on request) from Dad’s Sports Emporium, onsite to help with the setup, saved the day. Giving directions to the event and building staff, the area was set up in record time. The only problem? No Goldberg.

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