I was also satiated with wings and Fatheads Christmas Ale…

July 27th, 2010

I have taken a bout 4 different cracks at this review so far. Nothing I write seems to fit.

There are 2 RAW matches so far for SumemrSlam. One involves 14 guys. One involves 2. Thus, from each according to his ability, to each according to his need, this whole show was almost completely devoted to the big elimination style match. Now, this is a match against rookies vs A list veterans… and Khali. No one buys that this team would lose… so you have to give them some weakness. They went with the obvious route of “dissension in the ranks.” Every guy on the team now hates another guy. Edge threatens to take out Khali because he can’t carry his weight, Morrison and R-Truth are shoving each other, and Cena and Jericho almost come to blows at the beginning.

The matches on the show to establish all of these cracks in the foundation were all decent. R-Truth tried to stop some cheating in match with Morrison v. TDII and instead cost Morrison the match. Edge did a backstage segment trashing Khali, but his little brother Ranjin heard him and ran to the temple to tell on him. Snitch. Jericho double-crosses Cena in their tag match, hitting the codebreaker on him. They all meet in the ring at the end of the show to punch things out. Good establishment of a lack of unity, even if it was heavy-handed.

In contrast, you have the Nexus go over without taking an elimination against Raw’s next 7 top… top… Lawlor? Lawlor is in the match? Who the hell refused to go on that Lawlor is lacing up? They really are all out of faces? You didn’t have anyone else to put up against the nexus? Damn… ok, Evan Borne and the bad news bears take on the Nexus and job out pretty decisively.

As a side note, I think the b-team is pretty talented. I really like everyone on that team. However, if Borne is the closest you are getting to the “A” team on that side, it loses some impact… even if they all job easily. You don’t get ready to race a rabbit by soundly defeating a turtle. Nexus gets to show off their cunning and skill. I think everyone hit a finisher (assuming Skip Sheffield’s is now a lariat.) Thus, the Nexus is strong and ready, TEAM RAW is fractured and fighting internally.

And they have Bret Hart.

The other match they are building is Sheamus vs Orton. They added a twist in that the Miz keeps threatening to cash in his MitB case as soon as Sheamus gets laid out or possilby at the end of the match at Summerslam, when the champ is drained. So… Orton squashed an Uzo. Sheamus tried to get involved and caught an RKO. Miz tried to cash in his contract, but Orton RKO’ed Miz too. It was a good little piece to show that Orton won’t let the Miz profit off of his efforts.

There was a Divas match. They turned Jillian face? Maybe? Or maybe she is future endeavored? Eh. Whatever. You can’t make fun of Brooke Hogan any more than what her dad is doing to the (fake) family name on TNA.

And that was RAW. A lot of time spent on building 2 matches… which is sooo much better than devoting it to lame backstage skits and who slept with HHH’s wife. (Hint: It was Macho Man & it was 20 years ago.)

Overall, I was happy.

It’s an odd feeling.

-Ryan

Episode 43 – Counting the Lights

July 26th, 2010

God bless you Frankie.

Get ready for some CTL goodness.

Also: when drinking, do not eat Doritos Buffalo chips. You will feel like fucking Godzilla when you puke. You could also not drink so much.

Enjoy the new show!

 

Revenge is a dish best served with internal cramping…

July 26th, 2010

From his Twitter:

THETOMMYDREAMER: 5 hours still stuck in traffic behind a dunkin donuts truck for 2 hrs I am hungry& now I hav to poop. Ireally wish I had my towel back

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Shoe is on the other foot now, isn’t it Mr. Dreamer? You want to poop, but GOD won’t let you!!

Super Giant Ninja reviews Metro Pro Wrestling

July 25th, 2010

This is the very first episode of Metro Pro Wrestling, based in Kansas City. Kansas City has a rich wrestling tradition, going back to Bob Geigel, Harley Race, and the NWA territory days. The first four episodes were filmed in Memorial Hall, the same building where Harley won his first title, as well as where Ric Flair beat Dusty Rhodes for his first. I have always been surprised at how sparse the indie scene is here in KC, so when I found out there was a televised indie starting up, I made a point of watching. While Metro Pro is not available outside of KC yet, they might be putting it on YouTube in the near future.

The show opens with a montage of classic Kansas City wrestling footage. This was the home of Central States Wrestling, after all. The first thing that is obvious to me is that the production standard is already higher than Chikara, Ring of Honor, and most American indies. Being the exclusive property of a cable outlet does that for you, as does having a former WWE writer and producer at the helm.

‘Man in the Box’ plays and Tommy Dreamer comes to the ring. There are E-C-Dub chants and Dreamer gives a pretty decent promo. He hits on the history of Kansas City wrestling, a running theme, and he mentions the Fed to garner some boos. He says there were 17 people at the first ECW taping and that there are more here. By more, he means about 40. Local wrestler Michael Strider is called to the ring, reeking of failed indie guy. He looks just like half the crowd, skinny white guy in a black t-shirt and camo shorts with short hair and a goatee. I have
never seen him work, but I bet there is a side Russian legsweep involved. Strider and Dreamer give some verbal fellatio until they call Trevor Murdoch out. Trevor has lost some serious weight and looks about ready to get called back up. Trevor gives some more verbal fellatio, though his is more polished, and they are interrupted by Superstar Steve Fender. I am automatically inclined to like anyone called ‘Superstar’ that I have never heard of. Fender is aligned with the Barrio Boys, Angel and Domino. Angel is the same Angel from ECW and Domino
is not the same Domino from the Fed. Or X-Force, for that matter. There is some back and forth and a six man tag is booked for next week.

We are 15 minutes in and no one has wrestled yet. Yup, this is modern American wrestling. Mark Sterling, no doubt one of the centerpieces of the company, gives a promo. He is in great shape, but his thinning long hair and Dr. Venture voice make him hard to take seriously. He is a heel champion with a relatively hot female manager so, of course, he is a raging misogynist. Still no wrestling.

The first match is Tony Morales vs. Primetime Paul Diamond. Ever wonder what would happen if John Cena and Evan Bourne had a baby? Primetime Paul Diamond is the answer. With his Capri pants and eyeblack, I find it really hard to take him seriously, but at least he is not wearing jean shorts and a wifebeater. Match is fairly rote, with Morales using cheapshots and Diamond using high flying hijinks to counter attack. Morales is the smartest indie heel ever, working the gut of a high flyer. Morales catches a top rope crossbody and lays down a
pretty nasty gutbuster. Dean Malenko would be proud. Diamond gets the win with a Contra Code/ Sliced Bread #2 off the ropes.

A fat dude introduces himself as Steve Girthy and gives a promo about discovering talent before he goes back to looking at porn on his laptop. Managers with no charisma, no look, and no mic skill are so indie. I pity the worker so bad on the mic they need this dude to step in for them.

Midwest Ground and Air give a promo and declare themselves American Ground and Air. Okay then.

The aforementioned American Ground and Air, Nate Bash and Benjamin Sailer vs. the New School, Jack Mecidol and Dustin Uhrich. Bash is the dreadlocked Air part of AG&A and Sailer is the pasty Ground. Jack Mecidol looks like Kid Romeo and has allegedly been given a tryout by the Fed. Uhrich has the build for his designated hitter gimmick, and by that I mean he has a gut. Both teams are pretty solid, though AG&A have obviously been teaming longer. Things go well until the Barrio Boys take out Sailer and the New School get the pin. Metro Pro is said to be
focusing on tag team wrestling and I could abide with more like this.

The AG&A give another brief promo and threaten the Barrio Boys. Can I just say that this is better paced than most wrestling I watch these days? Also, more logical. Wow.

The Main Event is Viking Warrior vs. Mark Sterling, Central States Champion. Viking Warrior is a pretty meh babyface, but Sterling comes to life in the ring. His promos are bad, but his ringwork is very nice. Dude works the fish hook and the neckbreaker like it is 1973. Viking Warrior has some limp offense, but Sterling is crisp and entertaining enough for two. No, really. A top rope thing fails and Sterling locks on the Sharpshooter to finish. Solid main event and I am now a believer in Mark Sterling.

A special shoutout goes to the announce team. The heel/face work was solid and I really dug how each guy brings a little flavor to the largely thankless job of face announcer and heel color guy. The mutual bagging on Iowa was a highlight of the show.

SMACKDOWN: WWE thinks you’re profoundly stupid

July 24th, 2010

So last week I took the creative minions to task for just up and unmasking CM Punk with no build, no eyes toward a money PPV match, no nothing. Just blamo! Unmasked. Well, according to the Observer, it was by plan so they could just get rid of the damn mask and not have to program Punk into some sort of pesky match that gets build and draws fan interest. My bad. I totally see the logic in that.

This week, they did it again. Luke Gallows was supposed to face the Big Show, the guy who unmasked Punk. Yet it was a clever ruse! Instead Punk inserted the Masked Guy into the match instead, who was just up and unmasked like that. They got to work on getting some better masks, these guys. Todd Grisham and the fucking Teacher were like, “Hey everyone, it’s Joey Mercury! He used to work here!” Uh, what a dud this was. I mean, it’s not like last week’s thing because no one’s paying shit to see Mercury. But it’s another example of WWE creative (or more likely Vince McMahon) thinking you’re really fucking stupid and can’t handle having multiple masked guys on a roster without you getting them all confused. You know, it’s a bitch telling Rey Jr. and Punk apart with those damn hoods on their heads. And can you imagine if Alberto Del Esse Rios HAD come in as Dos Caras and had the mask?! Pandemonium, I tell you! Who’s who? What’s up? What’s down? Can you imagine if Epico and Hunico get called up? It’ll be a living nightmare. Or they’ll just be unmasked.

I foresee a “best of luck in your future endeavors” for Mr. Mercury this week or so, by the way.

So there was that, and then there was the stuff with Kane, your new world champ. I don’t really have a problem with this because that fucker’s been around for so long, done all this ridiculous shit, and suddenly started to put forth some of the most inspired work he’s done in some time the past few months. The guy deserves this. But I don’t see him or his reign being even a minor reason why people buy Summerslam (that would be the Nexus vs. Cena’s crew as your drawing card). No offense, but I just don’t see it. Had Undertaker been ready for Summerslam and came back to face Kane for the belt, yeah, people would have bought that. But I won’t hold that against him. He cut an opening promo (with that wacky horror movie music in the background, which is cheesy as all fuck) that actually sounded good. I bought into it, and he’s been really strong on the stick as of late. He promised to kill whatever fucker beat up Taker (which probably will still end up being Kane, though this is the perfect spot to build a new monster heel … which means it’ll end up being Kane for sure) and it was pretty certain he’d somehow work his way into our main event, a Jack Swagger/Rey Jr. best of three falls match. Can you imagine them booking something like this on Raw? Haw haw. Too Southern. Or something.

The Swagger/Rey match wasn’t too bad. Too bad they’ve really fucked with Swagger, because he should be a sure-fire top guy now, and he’s just kind of there instead. Swagger got DQ’d on the first fall when he refused to release the ankle lock after Rey made it to the ropes, so it’s 1-0 Rey. Eventually, Swagger did catch Rey in the middle of the ring and made him tap quickly to the ankle lock, making it 1-1. Man, imagine how fucked Swagger’s gimmick will be if Kurt Angle comes back. Of course, they also probably would have a strong program too. Yeah, so Rey, who actually remembered to sell the ankle (note to John Cena), won the thing with some flippy shit roll-up to get the win, 2 falls to 1. After the match, Swagger attacked Rey again, only to have Kane come to the rescue. Kane raised Rey’s hand instead of eating him, and so the match is on for Summerslam. Had someone told you last year at this time that one of the main events for this year’s Summerslam would be Rey vs. Kane for the title, wouldn’t you be a little worried?

I just realized, had they not totally fucked him up (and subsequently released him), Mike Knox would have been a good choice as Undertaker’s attacker. Would have made perfect sense character-wise.

Other shit! Looks like Dolph Ziggler will be getting an IC title program with Kofi Kingston, whose new ring gear is McDonald’s red and yellow. Ziggler won via sleeper after Vickie Guerrero interfered to end what was a bit of a disappointing match. That aside, I like this feud idea, and it looks like this could end up on Summerslam, or perhaps Night of Champions in September. Or maybe Survivor Series. Or whenever they get around to it.

Both of Del Rio’s taped promo were so fucking long. That’s the only negative going with these right now is they’re just too damn long. Still, good idea to bring these back. The next ones will be to build A.J. Lee, Ric Flair’s latest … wait, sorry, she’s a lady. See, can’t keep her and A.J. Styles apart. Too dumb, I guess. No, but WWE wants to wait until Del Rio’s promos run their course before hers begin. Probably wise. We’re all too stupid to keep them apart. I mean, a tall Mexican and a small lady? I’d have them mixed up within seconds.

Also, we might be getting a Matt Hardy/Christian feud, we might not. They tagged up and lost to Drew McIntyre and Cody Rhodes, a natural pairing if there ever was one. Oh, they did have an ultra-gay taped promo for Cody, so now I have him, Del Rio and that girl all confused. How am I supposed to keep this straight?! Yeah, Hardy accidentally hit Christian then fucking ate a kick from McIntyre to lose. There was peace this week between Hardy and Christian, but who knows where this is going? My guess is creative doesn’t even know. Maybe they’ll come back under masks.

OK, it’s time to go spend money and drink heavily. This week’s report was brought to you by Blood Revolt’s “Indoctrine,” possibly one of the most confusing albums of all time. It sounds like a total fucking mess, yet it’s awesome. Go get it when it comes out. And happy birthday to Sam, who I imagine will be in top fucking form when CTL does a mammoth taping in the hell box (that I hear now has A/C).

– Brian

When life has no meaning, it’s time to review TNA

July 23rd, 2010

It’s been a rough few weeks.

Let’s make it rougher.

TNA. See if you can kill me.

The show starts off with Abyss in a Freddy Krueger Megan’s Law parallel universe where he jumps rope with young girls. They made him do it, he claims. They asked him to pave the way for them. It’s like he’s John the Baptist. But who’s Jesus?

Tommy Dreamer.

Jesus Christ, son.

Dixie Carter invited ECW. She invited them. Yes, she truly is an indy promoter. Because she thinks she can draw with guys who were on top 10 years ago. And she thinks she can draw with ECW guys.

Welcome to the fucking real world, Dixie.

There are no silver bullets for the werewolves that TNA faces. You have dug your own grave since day one. No one has listened to reason. You let Vince Russo be in charge. You brought in every guy in the world. You even let Hulk Hogan run the show and had the Nasty Boys, for fuck’s sake, in the ring in 2010.

Sure, go ahead and ask Tommy Dreamer to come in. He’ll cry. No one will poop. And the shambling corpse of ECW will be fucked, again. Crusty cum dried from repeated attempts at reviving that which should have stayed dead and wasn’t all that awesome when it was alive.

Man, I did not miss TNA. But I missed being this fucking worked up about something other than my 38 wasted years of this fucked up Earth.

This show is titled “Extreme Invitation.”

That sound you just heard? That was Jerry McDevitt’s cock growing like a giant Shogun Warrior as he prepares to sue Panda Energy, Spike and 5 Hour Energy (for the fuck of it, sue everyone).

Seriously, they just referred to these guys as ECW stars.

While true, you are going up against a sue happy company. Ah, what the fuck. TNA isn’t going to take yoru advice unless you are a Philadelphia focus group, a town that spends half its time debating which of two sandwiches is best while not noticing that their whole town smells like feces.

Jeff Hardy vs. Samoa Joe. For free.

Dixie Carter has been shown so many times in the first three minutes, I wonder if this show is sponsored by Glamourshots.

Meanwhile…

AJ is walking to the ring in Flair’s robe. Frankie Kazarian just threw up the Four Horsemen symbol. And somewhere, Paul Roma feels relief. Because he is now no longer the shittiest thing to ever happen to the Horsemen.

Rob Terry. Rob Terry is up and he’s coming out to “wrestle” AJ Styles.

AJ works like a face with a heel manager. And they say you learn nothing working in the indies.

They just made a point to say Hogan and Bischoff aren’t there.

TNA should just tape the real shit that happens. It’s much more interesting than the fucking shit that airs on TV.

AJ just beat Rob Terry. Because he needs a belt. And now he and Kazarian? Best pals ever.

Rick Rude Warrior Heenan finish. There you go.

Women backstage talking shit, because that’s what they do. I’m so glad Russo is writing shit again. That dude’s wife must be a real cunt for all the he-man woman hating going on.

Dude. Dixie Carter is in back bitching at agents. Does anyone know who these dudes are? Other than me? I mean, why the fuck are Al Snow and Simon “Fat as the Hope” Diamond on my TV?

Wow. Taylor Wilde? Her boobs have somehow become like, mo’ better.

I’ve missed TNA. But I have kept up reading about it. There’s some girl on a motorcycle and a bunch of other shit and Earl Hebner has the worst accent ever. It’s like a Southern accent with five cocks in his mouth, all furiously pumping so hard that his teeth explode.

I’ve watched 5 AWA episodes this week. They were horrible…but better than this.

There is some girl on a motorcycle which, you might think it’s Tara, but come on, swerve swerve and swerve, because that’s what TNA is. Good lord, beatdowns after every match. It’s like the worst indy ever, because I watch it and don’t even get a match.

Yes, I am watching somewhat attractive girls argue on TV. It’s like an MTV show with even less booking.

ECW dudes walk in. Here’s what’s wrong. Dreamer and Raven are buddies. There, I fixed it.

Kurt/Angle vs. Hernandez. Who is the face? Who is the heel? I am the broken record.

Tommy tore his MCL. Let’s keep that kayfabe, huh?

Did you know Hernandez did a fake Kurt Angle gimmick back when Mutoh took over All Japan?

They did a ton of falsies, but Angle seemed a step off. Maybe because the dude has had a broken neck for years. Not everyone deserves 293 near falls, Kurt. But yeah. Good match, Angle gets shit out of dudes who never have great matches. Why he is going to retire if he loses, well, you know. You don’t have to explain it.

Here comes Kevin Nash.

Wow, the commentary buries Hogan and Bischoff again.

And just like last time, Nash and Angle shake hands.

Nash calls out Jeff Jarrett.

In 2010.

And they think…

We actually want to see this?

So…

Commercial break.

I hate Jeff’s music. I hate his gimmick. I hate that he uses his daughters for angles.

Nash is great on the mic.

Jeff is not.

This is going nowhere.

I am only writing in single sentences.

The crowd is not behind Jeff.

Nash is great at being Nash. If Match Game was still around, he would be awesome on it.

That said, I don’t think he should be a wrestler in 2010.

He seriously is like a white guy who is as cool as a black guy. Honestly.

The guy killed WCW and I still like him.

I almost asked where this angle was going and wow, there’s Dixie again. Fourth time on the show. She should run back and forth and sell tickets and call everyone and ask what they think after the show.

She is an indy promoter. She just put over that she’s friends with Billy Corrigan on her Twitter. She knows people.

Yes. Samoa Joe. Jeff Hardy. For free.

Wait a second. Eric Bischoff is on the phone.

Joe is literally raping this dude. 9 billion galaxies.

This match really surprised me. I loved it, it built well and they both worked really hard. The crowd was not quiet the entire time. Taz did a great job in getting over the STF in commentary. I was totally into this match, just waiting to see the finish and how they would build to it and who would go over. And then, at thirty seconds left, they did the first time call.

Really.

Yeah.

Jeff Jarrett and Dixie, appearing for the fifth time!

Morgan vs. Anderson. It’s like someone wearing tie dye fighting a hipster with an ironic mustache having a fight about who is better, Vampire Weekend or Dave Matthews Band!

I can only hope that one or both of these guys does what they do best – hurt someone in the ring or hurt themselves.

You know when you simulate a match in Fire Pro and it just shows clips?

That’s how Quick Time played this at 8X.

It was the best thing about this show.

By the way?

Clean job. Matt Morgan? Not liked by nice girl Dixie no more.

And yes, TNA style, we have an attack after the match, negating the job. And a blade job.

TNA. You do what you do.

Beer Money. Machine Guns. Best of 5. Street fight. For free.

You sell 8,000 PPVs and give away PPV matches for free.

I look forward to buying TNA action figures at Big Lots.

This was a great match, again, but wayyyyyyyy too much for match 2 of 5. But you know. The agents are busy knocking out referees.

OK, I have learned all I need to know about Bubba Ray. The dude talks on his cel phone like a speaker phone all the time, the mark of a complete and total asshole.

If you don’t think the ECW guys won’t jump RVD, you haven’t been watching TNA.

Jesus, this TNA show took me over 3 hours to write.

I am watching this TNA angle.

I ask you again.

Who the fuck are the fucking faces?

Who are the heels?

Why would you invite a bunch of mid-carders who already work for you to be ECW?

Why does Dixie have entrance music with words?

Why can’t a cage door wipe her out?

I mean, it sounds just like Evanescence. That can’t be a coincidence.

Dixie’s sixth appearance. In the ring. Cutting a promo.

Oh, dude, this is just sad. This is just…sad.

Look, I’ll be honest. If you watch ECW from 1995, you will see Noah and Sam in the crowd of almost every show. Dead center, back row, right in front of the hard cam. Rey’s first match. Public Enemy. Shane breaking Pit Bull Two’s neck. Still alive. Nearly every major moment, we were there. And we fucking loved it. Loved every minute of it. And ECW died for a very specific reason. It had it’s time. This is just a rib fest without the sweet taste of ribs. This is five guys past their expiration date in a company that should have gone out of business years ago. Oh, if only Dixie Carter had been around when ECW was sending guys all over the place, working all over the country for no money. But now, they are burning through money like, well, only they can.

Religious groups are going to hold up pictures of this angle to ensure that preteens don’t get their unwanted babies vacuumed out of their now untight cunts.

Tommy is sitting here, comparing TNA to ECW. He has now lost any credibility.

Wow, this…this is killing me inside. It’s fucking killing me. It’s like God decided that wrestling sucks and that I am almost totally burned out on it and this…it’s like watching your ex-girlfriend fuck a whole bunch of dudes while she calls out your name and that makes it all better.

I could not hate this angle any more.

Tommy had his closure. But they brought ECW back. And now, he needs closure again.

No. You get closure once.

THAT IS HOW CLOSURE WORKS.

Someone yells, “Vince sucks.”

Tommy says, “Exactly.”

That’s why they gave you such a nice, classy sendoff.

He then starts crying like a fucking woman.

TNA wanted Paul Heyman.

When they realized that he was asking for very real things and had an actual plan that they would not be able to work with (and that could save the company), they decided to have their very own ECW PPV.

A one night show. One night of ECW. Tommy is begging for it.

They did this twice before.

ECW went out of business for a reason.

And you know, TNA…

So…

If you invade TNA…

You get your own PPV.

I am going to invade TNA.

I am going to invade it and bring good booking with me. I am going to make logical sense in every angle. I am going to fire almost everyone in the company. I am going to tell Dixie she is never allowed on TV again. If it’s so easy that Tommy Dreamer can do it, I can do it. Come on, fans. Send me to Orlando. I will walk in and take the fuck over.

I wish I could grow 10,000 arms so I could give this show that many fucking thumbs down.

Everyone who booked this deserves to have their testicles turned into kneaded erasers.
-Sam

Super Giant Ninja Superstars

July 22nd, 2010

Welcome to a very special Superstars via Supergiantninja. First off, I am going to stay completely sober. No really. Secondly, I switched from Notepad++ to OpenOffice, so the spelling might be a little better. Might be. Thirdly, I am cooking dinner at the same time as I write this, so there is a chance that I will stop writing to stir the macaroni and cheese. So, um, yeah.

MVP starts the show, which is a good thing. Being partnered with Chris Masters is a better thing. I know the vaunted IWC has little regard for MVP, but he still entertains and does not blow too many spots. Masters is perhaps the most fun midcard face on the roster. The third man on the outside of the ring is the fantabulous Percy Watson. Percy is the Cho Aniki and Dan Hibari mash up of my dreams. The opponents are the Dudebusters. Three out of five ain’t bad.

MVP starts it fast and tags in Masters to bring the power offense. My toenails are painted hot pink. Masters has an amazing Flair chop. Croft chop blocks Masters, speaking of Flair, and the Dudebusters take control. It’s leg grapevine time! Dragon screw leg whip and the Dudebusters look good. Time for a big time comeback. Masters wins with the MasterLock. And I win with some mac and cheese!

It is JTG time. He manages to look less and less like the kind of hustler that sells drugs and more and more like the kind of hustler who sucks cocks. Not that there is anything wrong with that. Chavo is the opponent, which is a good thing. I do love me some Chavo. JTG gets the early advantage and Todd Grisham says ‘flava’. What was that I said about not drinking? Chavo wins AGAIN with the Frog Splash! Yes! No joke, I think JTG is getting jobbed out. Best part is, Chavo gets the deuce.

In another match I am excited to see, Yoshi takes on Primo! Did I die and go to midcard heaven? A n ad for the Elimination Chamber comp reminds me that I have never seen an Elimination Chamber match. Ever.

Yoshi brings the excitement to the ring. As much as I loved TAKA’s run with the Fed, I think Yoshi has already eclipsed him. Speaking of eclipsing, Primo is definitely the better Colon brother, though I miss Carlito. Lock up to start and Yoshi wins it. Primo rocks the sweep kick and this match is way to fast to write up. Let’s just say it’s good and slick and fast and you should watch it. Jerry Lawler is bitching about Kane’s title win, further watering down his character. Primo hits a new finisher, the top rope Backstabber to win.

The main is the Hart Dynasty vs. the Usos, who I have yet to see. Not to cop out, but damn the Hart Dynasty are good. Really, really good. Tyson Kidd is young Chris Benoit good. Yeah, I said that positively. The Usos are pretty athletic for Samoans, though they are pretty green. The mirror image aspect of both teams makes this interesting. Two teams with roots deep into the dark heart of the WWE with female managers with equally strong ties to Fed history. I take that back about the Usos being green, they just need to be squashing the holy Hell out of jobbers on Superstars every week. That would be entertaining. Amazing finish, with Kidd hitting the off the shoulders Hart Attack and a dropkick simultaneously. That is talent. I could seriously watch these two teams go at it every other week. Good match, great show!

Google “Toad in the Hole”

July 22nd, 2010

So I am a member of Nexus. I am standing in the ring watching the WWE superstars that are coming out to stand in opposition to us. There are some pretty big names, but we have the numbers on them. Also, one is the Great Khali, who moves like one of those walking tress from the Lord of the Rings, but less graceful. Still, I know that we have the numbers on them, and that is always the big decider. With six guys out there, Cena indicates there is one more, and my heart sinks.

Who could it be? Orton? It’s probably Orton. He hates us. Maybe a returning HHH. That would be fucking disastrous for us. Perhaps a returning Undertaker? I mean, we might have been the ones to put him into his vegetative state. Maybe those suck ups from NTX v2.0 joined the crusade against us? that would mean we are way out manned. This could be real trouble.

Now, imagine the wave of euphoric relief when Bret Hart’s music plays.

The final guy to oppose our Jingoistic consolidation of power is a 50 year old lesbian that had a stroke. To give you an idea of how little of a threat he is, when they all charge to the ring, Khali gets there before him. We all retreat, knowing the battle will be ours, just on another day.

Also, Edge will probably betray them and come over to our side.

In all honesty, it wasn’t a bad spot. Revealing the opposition is one of those times when I think you can burn some TV minutes to sell teh story. The biggest issue was how slow the reveal itself was. Everyone got a few seconds of intro music and pose time. Were this a posse looking for revenge, it would have seemed that they would have charged the ring en masse, angry and looking for blood. Instead they all slowly coalesced into a well blocked stage shot before the big moment.

Also, Bret Hart can be hidden in a match like this… but that doesn’t mean you use him in ring. He is over… but this angle is as well. It doesn’t need Brett. Give the rub to a guy who need sit and let Bret manage the Hart Dynasty.

Barrett had a solo match. The worlds strongest man put him over, and Barrett got Henry up for that back-killing slam he does. I hope he had some Aleve backstage. It wasn’t a good match, but it got the Nexus some in ring time, which i think is necessary to establish them as actual threats. Show that they can work in the ring.. and what they do outside of it seems even more heel and heinous. Also, I can’t hate Mark Henry because he is what he is: a big slow mound of big man spots. He isn’t trying topes (unless Noah has him on Raw v. Smackdown. Then he flies like an enormous black angel.)

The evening was kind of imbalanced. It would go from a pretty good TV match to something that bored be from the get go almost without rhyme or reason. I really liked the Edge/Jericho/Orton match and the mic work with it. I really liked Sheamus and Evan Borne. I liked the Miz’s promo and attack. I didn’t get why there are stips like “he has to be awake” when no one has ever cared about that before, but that is fine as long as those rules are obeyed later. I thought these were all bright spots within the show. This was even more surprising to me as I don’t normally like the work of at least 2 of the participants.

But all of these bangers were encased in the Yorkshire pudding of matches like Eve vs Maryse and Santino/Koslov v. Regal/Ryder. Man, just let Regal have a match with Santino. Give them 10 minutes. Let everyone know what they are capable of, then the comedy matches have a little more prospect of hope and reason to tune in.

So yeah, this was a RAW of no gray. It was all black or white. Some really good stuff sandwiched in between what clearly looked like filler.

-Ryan

RAW review is coming! I promise.

July 21st, 2010

My loyal readers, I apologize. I have RAW on my DVR, but I have only had time to watch an hour of it. I promise I will get the review up tomorrow, so you don’t have waste your days wondering about how i feel about it all.

In the mean time, I do want to say this: I love that they gave Kane the belt at the PPV. I have always said that no one ever expects the big man to win the ladder match, and using that pre-conceived bias to give everyone an ending they didn’t expect was good booking. I especially liked that they had Kane do a save for Rey, and then turn around and seize his opportunity. Admittedly, it looks like they gave him the belt just so he can drop it to the returning UT, but I am in favor of this decision.

While I wish they would have just kept the MitB at Mania, I was glad to hear that the PPV was well-received and showed an upswing in buys. What got people to buy this wasn’t the interviews or the pre-taped spots, it was that the WWE made them want to see what was going to happen in the ring. Just don’t rely on gimmick matches and the Fed can do well off of this.

Ok, more tomorrow
-Ryan

Show 42

July 19th, 2010

We saved on filespace by deleting old shows. You want one, let me know.

If you listen to the beginning of this, you’ll get an idea of just how fucking stupid Sam can be at times.

It’s been the dumbest week of his life!

Celebrate with this new podcast.

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