The Champions’ book ended in 1977 and comic fans don’t find
out what became of that wacky, LA-based team until over a year later. It wasn’t
until issue number 17 of Peter Parker, the Spectacular Spider-Man, did people
learn what transpired.
I have to hand it to writer Bill Mantlo, he did a pretty
good job of framing how the reader learns about the Champions’ demise. For some
reason, the New York City-based Daily Bugle has sent a writer and a
photographer to the other side of the United States to do a story about what
happens when a super hero team goes belly-up. The writer has already talked to
the last Champion standing, Warren Worthington III (Angel) and now they’ve sent
photographer Peter Parker out to California to grab some shots.
Pete is sleepily walking around Champions Plaza, where the Champions
Building stands, when two huge pieces of glass fall from the skyscraper. The
Angel catches one, but misses the other. If Parker wasn’t Spider-Man, he’d be
dead. But since he is, he jumps out of the way and is safe. No one, not Angel
or the two cops hanging around, think that Pete’s display of advanced
gymnastics is a huge deal.
The Angel invites him upstairs for a coffee and to replace
his busted camera and begins to tell him about his team disbanded. It all comes
down to this: the Champions Building is a big pile of shit where nothing ever
works. The rest of the team takes that as a metaphor for the Champions
themselves and the frustrations bubble over.
Ghost Rider, who feels that he’s never been respected, is the
first to jet. Black Widow tries to get him to stick around, but Hercules calls
his teammate a “demon” (I have no idea where Blaze gets his persecution complex
from) and says to let him go. Natasha begins to cry. Darkstar tells her country
woman that things are going to be okay, but she has to leave too because she needs
to go back to Russia.
Ice Man tries to get her to stay by telling her that he
loves her, which ugh, c’mon man. Jesus Christ. And as she’s flying through the
window, she gets one last burn on Bobby Drake. “I – I am sorry. Though I like
you – it has never been more than that!”
Which, damn. That hurts. But on the other hand, she’s never
led Bobby on. He’s the one who loves her, does stupid shit for her and expects her
to love him back despite not having a rapport with her. But man, we’ve all been
there. Ice Man takes this semi-public rejection like a champ (pun!) and tells the
group that the first chance he gets, he’s cutting the “C” off his belt. I guess
this means he quits. He also called Angel, Daddy Warbucks and tells him to “flap
off”. Pissy Bobby is the best Bobby.
Angel turns to Black Widow and Hercules and they’re just
like, dude what do you want from us. Hercules tells him he’s going to walk the
Earth and see what he can find and Natasha says that sounds dope and she’s
going with him. Angel freaks and has his “BUT THE WORLD STILL NEEDS CHAMPIONS!”
moment.
Peter listens to the story and tells him WWIII he has it
rough, but where’s Ice Man? Which is sort of a weird question to ask. Why didn’t
he ask about Ghost Rider or Darkstar or Hercules and Black Widow? Angel says he
doesn’t know but if he still needs those shots, they should take them now.
Parker thinks the Angel is lying so he returns to the
Champions Building, this time as Spider-Man! He’s going to snoop around the
place looking for Bobby Drake. I’m still not sure why he feels compelled to
look for a guy whom he doesn’t know very well, this is well before they were
Amazing Friends.
Spidey overhears Angel talking to a guy in a wheelchair and
it seems as if the wheelchair-bound man has Angel over a barrel somehow. But it’s
not just any old cripple, it’s the poor-man’s Tony Stark, Stuart Clarke who you
remember as the Champion’s first villain, Rampage. Someone else is
commandeering the Rampage suit because after the Angel calls Clarke, a “deranged
homicidal, little pipsqueak” he gets punched. Hard. If it wasn’t for Spider-Man’s
help, the Angel would have a broken neck.
Spider-Man is about to kick Rampage’s ass, but the Angel
holds him off. He tries to explain to the New York hero exactly why, but he
catches himself. He just tells him that he can’t beat up Rampage. Spidey doesn’t
care and cold-cocks WWIII and knocks his ass out. He then takes on the Rampage,
when he’s about to get his ass beat. Angel realizes that an innocent is going
to get hurt so he hurls an electric spear thing at Clarke which shocks him and
Rampage.
You think that Rampage is done, but he’s not. The electric
shock only breaks the psychic bond between Clarke and whomever is in the
Rampage suit. And guess who’s in that suit? It’s none other than Bobby Drake,
the Ice Man. And guess what else, you guys? He found the time to take the “C”
off his belt. He’s pissed!
This was a very good issue, probably better than most regular
Champions issues. The way that Mantlo explained how and why the Champions broke
up made sense. They never gelled as a team, they were always fighting amongst
each other and bickering. It got annoying. I mean, I was sick of these people
too. It’s like if you have a friend who’s with someone else and all they do is
fight. They battle over where to go to eat or who’s turn it is to empty the
dishwasher or what TV show to watch. At first, it’s uncomfortable to be around
them and then it turns down-right aggravating. You want them to split up, but
they stay with each other because they don’t have anything else better to do.
That’s who the Champions are. They’re the Lockhorns of the
comic book world.
The art was great too. I love the clean, bold lines of penciler
Sal Buscema. He does an exemplary job because his art isn’t rushed or sketchy.
This may not make sense, but it looks like how a comic book should. Oh yeah, the cover is pretty great too. I believe it's a John Byrne and the action really pops off the cover. The colors are so great. Such a nice job.
The one thing that I don’t get is why this was a story that
needed to be told in Peter Parker, the Spectacular Spider-Man? Spidey was
starring in the monthly Marvel-Team Up book where he pairs with a superhero to
have an adventure. Why couldn’t he have joined with the Angel on that book and
do his own thing in the PPSSM book? I’m not complaining, I’m just wondering.
Oh well, it was still a fun read. Since this isn’t a proper
Champions book, I won’t give it any disco Angels. But I will give it four out
of five hissy fit Angels.
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