Thanks to WrestleNewz for this clip.
If there had been something like this when I was a kid, I would have done it in a heartbeat. So fucking cool.
Better than any Jinder Mahal match I’ve seen so far…
Posted: January 21, 2012 by BGTNJeff in Uncategorized0
The last fifteen minutes of RAW gave me a boner.
Posted: January 16, 2012 by BGTNJeff in UncategorizedAnd why wouldn’t they?
Not only was there a six-man tag team, but everybody who matters got their character over in the most perfect way possible. In a lot of ways, tonight’s RAW was the best written show since last summer’s Money in the Bank, when CM Punk rolled out of Chicago (and the WWE) with the Championship Belt in his hand.
Let’s make this plain for you marks who haven’t gotten it yet: CHRIS JERICHO IS FUCKING WITH YOU. He does not care if you like him. And if you don’t think his shit is funny, then you need to go to a doctor. Tonight, during the six-man tag, Y2J got tagged in. He ran to all four corners of the ring, got cheap heat from the crowd, then tagged Daniel Bryan back in … and left the ring. He just fucking left. Didn’t lay a hand on the opponent. Got whoops from all four sides and then he went to the back.
Do you not get how funny that is? Andy, did you hear about this one?
It’s brilliant.
Anyway, after Jericho went to the back, Mick Foley came out to save CM Punk. Punk made the tag and the match ended as it should have. Until Johnny Ace came out and reversed the decision. This saddened Foley. But it pissed Punk off.
As of this writing, it’s unavailable. But Punk gave the greatest shoot ever against Laurinitis you can imagine. Punk took Johnny Ace’s ego and teabagged it. He fucked holes in it. And Punk made Johnny Ace give the patented Danny Glover “No way you live” head shake. And Johnny finally lost his shit and cold-cocked Mick Foley. MICK FOLEY! The only man WWE fans can agree that we love and respect got a ground and pound from Johnny Ace. It was like watching James Woods anally rape your grandmother.
We officially love CM Punk even more. We have established Mick Foley as the Elder Statesman of Wrestling (at least until Chainsaw Charlie shows up again). And our hatred for the unctuous John Laurinitis, Senior Vice-President of Talent Relations and Interim (soon to be permanent) General Manager of RAW grew three sizes that day.
If RAW keeps going the way it has been, we’ll be sliding back into Attitude Era type shenanigans before anyone realizes it. I do hope that’s the case. Both the writing and acting has been amazing lately. The matches, except for the Diva piss breaks, have all been worth writing home about. I’m ready. The audience is ready for that one tiny step that pushes everything over the top until all hell breaks loose.
Do it, WWE Creative. We’re your audience. Trust us again.
How did I get here? Sitting on my couch watching wrasslin’ with my husband.
I’m a Southern girl, but I never watched wrestling a day in my Life until a few months ago. Yet here I am, even as I type this, glancing up at a Top 50 moments in wrestling special that X has on TV.
Impact Wrestling 1.5.12 — Not so much a recap, really. Just some observations.
Posted: January 5, 2012 by BGTNJeff in Impact Wrestling, TNAI don’t watch Impact Wrestling as much as I would like to. Frankly, I’m not as emotionally invested in TNA as I am in WWE. I look at myself as a newcomer to this federation, not really a fan, but certainly not a hater. Because my night turned out far differently than I had planned, I got to watch an entire Impact episode. I’ve got a few thoughts on the whole affair. If you’re looking for a full-on recap of what happened tonight, I don’t have it. Just some thoughts, a few smart-ass comments that others have probably made, and I’ll be out of your hair.
The date: August 26th, 2002.
The place: The famed Madison Square Garden in New York, NY.
The what: The end of an era.
It’s creepy and it’s cryptic, short and apocalyptic. It’s all some Y2J schtick. The WWE.
The WWE Universe is wondering exactly who she is. Since when has Y2J waited for anyone to do anything? He’s the Ayatollah of Rock and Rollah, for Christ’s sake. Yet we’re told by this video that when he calls her, she will appear, and he will begin to reclaim what is rightfully his. Does that mean we have to wait for some chick to show up before Jericho talks? Before he starts to place action behind his already beautifully cerebral heel turn? Could there be a Diva returning to the hallowed steel ramp?
Who could this bitch possibly be?
Here are my top five guesses.
Hey, kids. Welcome to MARKING OUT, the new pro wrestling blog from your old BGTN buddies, Scofield and X.
We’re under construction, to a certain degree right now. One could say we’re setting up the ring and loading the pyro.
One could say that.
But that’s friggin’ dumb. Let’s save the cliches for our actual posts, shall we?
Content soon. See you then.
X and Sco
