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They used to say that about just being bodyslammed, like a 20 mph car wreck.

So the May 1 Faction update in 2k24 is out. To get the costume pieces, which are all anyone but the damaged people will care about, first: The Live Event for Roman's Ula Lei was not that hard, but the reward wheel has 10 items on it: 5 booster packs, 3 spots of the tokens you use for the one store (1x, 2x and 3x), and not one but two Oddities cards/edit parts, the lei and the "Umaga's Waist Wrap" piece.) Tomorrow they are taking two more challenges with costume pieces live: a 4v4 tag with The People's Elbow Pad and a match vs Rock with Rocky Maivia's Entrance (no idea if this will have music or just the costume pieces and ramp poses). That last one will likely only be up for a couple days since it's tied to the Rock's birthday, but probably won't be that difficult to burn thru even if you have to do it the maximum of 4 times. Other stuff: 1) locker code WWEDRAFT2K24 will work until Friday night and get you two booster packs 2) no new boss quartets. Hopefully this changes in a couple weeks with the ECW guys.

Show #168 – 30 November 1998 “The one where the Wolfpac has a kayfabe excellent night” Tony S. and Larry Z. are without an ill Mike T. in hour number one. Tony S. promises us a big contract signing between Goldberg and Kevin Nash as well as a DDP/Bret Hart match for the U.S. title. They also hype this stupid-ass Hogan/Leno/POTUS thing. There is nothing to hype about that, fellas. We await a limo arrival. There’s a commercial break. Two limos arrive. The Giant and some B-Teamers step out of one. Scott Steiner and some B-Teamers step out of the other one. We’re getting deep into the late ‘90s here, when the major U.S. wrestling companies put on a lot of crap. Tony S. talks about watching some guys get out of a limo and walk through the arena by describing it as “cutting-edge stuff.” Nope. Maybe he meant that something else about this opening involving the nWo is cutting edge, though by December of 1998, what exactly is cutting edge about the nWo? It’s been around for two-and-a-half years. They reach the ring and Scott Steiner demands a moment of silence for Hulk Hogan, who is retiring to run for POTUS or whatever stupid-ass shit Hogan is saying about his pre-Fingerpoke of Doom vacation. The Giant performs the sign of the cross during this moment of silence, though, which is genuinely funny. Steiner bigs up Hogan, who I guess has made Steiner nWo Hollywood’s leader in absentia. He then promises chaos for nWo Hollywood’s enemies, starting with Scott Hall later in the evening. Scotty challenges Scott Hall and a partner of Hall’s choosing to a match against himself and Horace Hogan. There’s more nWo presence on the show, this time with Wolfpac member Konnan coming to the ring to wrestle. Konnan hits the crowd with his Catchphrase Roulette. Then, out walks Chris Jericho (w/Ralphus) to defend the Television title. Konnan is an actual reasonable contender for that belt. Jericho sends Ralphus to the back before he gets in the ring. Konnan dominates at half-speed to start. A Konnan mudhole stomping in the corner get a nice pop. Jericho gets some control by hitting a Hot Shot and a corner springboard dropkick, then follows up with a dive to the floor and a whip into the steps. Jericho’s moving quickly and rolls Konnan back in the ring immediately to capitalize. Um, he capitalizes with a wimpy pin that gets two. Well, never mind. Jericho goes up, but he takes about five years to do it, blows kisses to his fans up there, in fact, and eats a boot when he dives. Konnan makes his comeback and gets 2.5 off a fisherman’s suplex. That close call wakes Jericho up, and Jericho scores a Lionsault for two after clubbing Konnan down. Jericho tries an Irish whip, gets reversed, and is caught and flapjacked when he tries to leap over. You can tell Jericho’s in trouble because he’s screaming HELP MEEEEE, but he tries to help himself by rolling through a Konnan move and putting on the Walls of Jericho. It’s too near the ropes, though, so Konnan reaches the ropes. Jericho thinks he’s won, so he grabs his belt, and when the ref informs him that he hasn’t, he just swings said belt at Konnan. Konnan, unfortunately for Jericho, ducks, then hits a back kick and a sitout facebuster that plonks Jericho’s head right onto the title belt that Jericho dropped when he was kicked. Konnan gets an easy three count and the Television title; Kevin Nash and Lex Luger come out to celebrate with Konnan, who has been the Wolfpac’s personal television champion as the one guy in the stable who wrestles every week for months now. Yeah, I lost track of the TV title between when Booker won it back from Finlay and when Scott Hall somehow got it and dumped it in a trash can. If you had told me that Jericho lost the TV title to Konnan at some point, I would have believed you, but I also would have had no memory of it whatsoever. Konnan’s music video plays next to celebrate his big victory. I am genuinely impressed that Konnan got a vato gimmick so over with WCW’s fanbase. He’s reliable at getting big pops for his catchphrases, taunts, and signature moves. He just gets how to work a crowd and even though I think he’s a mediocre athlete, he’s pretty great at everything else about pro wrestling! Gene Okerlund interviews Ric Flair in the ring. Flair is serious tonight. He’s less about the WOOing and the ladies and the wooing of ladies and more about the history of pro wrestling. He names a bunch of wrestlers he’s worked to illustrate said history and calls Bischoff an “asshole,” which gets a pop. Flair baits Bischoff into a future match by pointing out that Bisch called him old, but then if Flair is old, why is Bischoff ducking him then? It’s a pretty good kayfabe conceit to get Bisch to agree to a match, and the promo is solid as you’d expect from Flair. There’s some video of the post-opener celebration, and they’re pushing Konnan’s win as a harbinger for Kevin Nash maybe winning some gold soon (uh huh) and also the Wolfpac being in ascendancy over Hollywood (well, it looks like that, but the black-and-white won’t die already, please just die already). Scott Hall comes to the ring, sans-music. He hits his taunts and catchphrases to applause. He might be somewhat sauced, maybe? He says that he’ll fight Scotty Steiner and Horace one-on-one since he has no friends, but he means one-on-two. Tony S. has to correct this on commentary. Nash hits the ramp, waves at Hall, and watches movies. I know that last part because says that he’ll be Hall’s huckleberry. I think in a non-Wild West setting, “being someone’s huckleberry” means that you’re willing to be someone’s tag partner. That's how you learned through context clues. Kanyon and Raven come to the ring. Raven slumps in the corner and takes a little nap. The Armstrong boys come to the ring as their opponents, but Raven is depressed, fellas, he lost his Flock and now he sleeps thirteen hours a day and doesn’t shower. Get him a therapist and some meds. Raven requests a mic and starts to talk about how his mother didn’t love him, but Kanyon takes the mic away and mocks Raven’s mental health issues, which makes the Armstrongs the babyfaces after they jump Kanyon and kick the shit out of him, at least in my book! Kanyon eventually gets control with a sitout Northern Lights Suplex and then faces off with Raven. Raven…just leaves. Tony S. and Larry Z., being commentary heels (in my book), also make fun of Raven’s mental health concerns. Kanyon hits a Flatliner on one Armstrong, but is rolled up by the other Armstrong for three. It was an angle, really, but there probably should be some sort of meaningful progression, much less payoff, as soon as possible. Bret Hart cuts an interview with Gene Okerlund in the ring. The Hitman limps down and then, funny enough, claims to be hurt again, but is actually hurt this time for once. He says that Page paid Malenko to rupture his groin, which of course the crowd doesn’t believe. Of course, they don’t understand because they don’t even have groins, which is, in fact, a pretty classic line on Bret's part. Anyway, he bows out of the match against Page that was supposed to happen tonight. DDP comes to the ring to retort and cuts a vile promo. Man, Page sucks as a babyface. He’s a very good babyface worker in the ring, but he’s such a bad promo that it overwhelms his in-ring work for me. If he’s not heeling, I’m at the point in my watch with this guy that I was when I watched a lot of this stuff IRL in 1998 – I sort of detest him. Page taunts the Hitman with variations of the Hitman’s catchphrases, and I judge the crowd for being into it. Hart begs off at first, but then says he’ll do it if it’s a no-DQ match. Page agrees, and we get a safe wandering brawl with lots of weapon shots later TONIGHT! Eddy Guerrero saunters to the ring for a Cruiserweight title shot. Let’s hope he takes this thing off Billy Kidman, who can be a very good dance partner for guys who are better than him, but who has zero redeeming qualities as a pro wrestler otherwise. Kidman fires off immediately with a monkey flip, a headscissors, and a dropkick. Kidman tries to follow up by hitting a crossbody to Eddy on the floor, but Eddy sidesteps it and tosses Kidman into the stairs. Then, he wedges Kidman’s knee between the steps and the ringpost and dropkicks the steps. Ouch, good spot! Eddy follows with a tope con hilo to the knee back in the ring and proceeds to ground Kidman. After a commercial break, Eddy continues his work on Kidman’s arm in addition to the damage he accumulated on Kidman’s leg. Even injured, Kidman is able to cut Eddy off when Eddy takes his time going up top, but Eddy grabs the ropes and Kidman spills himself on a rana attempt. However, Eddy makes his second big mistake – he tries to powerbomb Kidman. Kidman gets a two count off the resultant facebuster. Kidman makes his comeback after this move and gets two on a sitout slam. He tries it again, but Eddy hits a headscissors to block it, then lands a tornado DDT and goes for a Frog Splash that clearly was not going to be attempted considering how far across the ring Kidman was. Kidman cuts off Eddy as expected and gets a superplex for two. Kidman and Eddy fight over a move in the corner, and Eddy’s legs accidentally clip the ref. Charles Robinson is down at ringside, which is when Juvi and Rey run down. Kidman takes out Juvi and Rey takes out Eddy; Rey revives Charles Robinson just in time for Robinson to count three on a Kidman SSP. Rey and Kidman make tracks as the lWo tries to chase them down. Good match, obviously, and the interference spots were pulled off very well and didn’t detract from the match. Bam Bam Bigelow is chilling in the crowd. Twiztor likes Bam Bam’s presentation, and I definitely get that viewpoint. personally, I just cannot buy Bam Bam in this role because I don’t buy Bam Bam as a threat at this point in his career. I do think that basically getting rolled for his last two years of his second WWF stint as a part of the Million Dollar Corporation and then as an ineffectual babyface was too much for me. Like, I dig the ECW run because of a couple of spots (putting Taz through the ring, launching Spike Dudley into the crowd), but I saw a bit of that run not long ago, and Bammer just didn’t do it for me outside of the signature spots. Here in WCW, there’s no Paul E. magic to make me feel like this guy is at Goldberg’s level or deserves Goldberg’s notice. Also, I do enjoy Goldberg and mostly enjoyed his mega push, so maybe we need a scale with my name at one end and Twiztor’s on the other, and you can place your name closer to whichever one of us more closely matches your thoughts on Goldberg, Bam Bam, and this Goldberg/Bam Bam feud. Eric Bischoff is here tonight and will unfortunately be here for another ten months. Woof. Bisch walks to the ring with Barry Windham. Bischoff drones on about his recent vacation in assfuck Wyoming so that he can basically transition into cutting a shitty campaign-style promo. Bisch is genuinely awful at this. I watched a WWF promo from around this time in London where Vince McMahon Jr. cut a promo laced with political references that was good and funny and clever. Bisch isn’t even one-tenth of the promo man Vinnie is. Finally, Bisch calls Dean Malenko down to the ring. Malenko comes to the top of the ramp with all the Horsemen besides Flair, but he enters the ring on his own. Bisch long-windedly makes a Malenko/Windham match and says that if Malenko wins, Flair can get a match against Bischoff. Malenko agrees, and that’s when Bisch reveals the special ref in the match, Dusty Rhodes. Oh yeah, Big Dust is still a heel for some fucking reason that I don’t get. I hope they turn him babyface again tonight, especially because we need to eventually get tp Dusty and Dustin making Ric Flair kiss Dusty’s ass like a week before the company closes down. Dusty says the word “shenanigans” in his little promo, and I loved that. Otherwise, this sucked and Bischoff is a terrible television personality. Wrath comes to the ring to steamroll Bobby Blaze. It takes him about thirty seconds to hit a Meltdown for three. Bam Bam yells somewhat inaudibly into the camera from his seat in the crowd. Ernest Miller (w/Sonny Onoo) still isn’t a James Brown mimic, so that’s a bummer. Miller does lambaste a fan in a manner that genuinely makes me laugh, specifically when he tells the guy “sit your ass down and enjoy the show.” So, Miller challenges everyone in the crowd, and this would be the perfect time for Bam Bam to jump up, kick the shit out of this guy, and look like he might actually be a killer, but no, Saturn comes to the ring instead. Miller actually does a pretty good job here with a very good line, saying that he was taught in his training to protect the weak, and Saturn must be weak since Onoo beat him, so he’ll protect Saturn by leaving rather than beating him up. Saturn declares that Miller is actually just scared of him, so Miller says that he’ll rip Saturn’s proportionally tiny head off of his body (heh!) if Saturn can beat Sonny Onoo first. Miller hypes Onoo up, and Onoo thinks he can do it. The little guy runs at Saturn…and he eats a Falcon Arrow. Saturn covers and should get three, but Miller yanks the ref out of the ring and Glacier jumps in and lands a Cryonic Kick on Saturn. Wow, they’re still beefing, huh? The ref gets back in the ring, but Saturn kicks out at 2.9, blocks an Onoo chain shot, and wins the match with a DVD. OK, that was some dumb bullshit. And it gets even dumber when the ref sees the chain that has fallen onto Saturn and DQs the small-headed pugilist after the fact for using said chain. You didn’t see it, it didn’t happen, you below-par WCW ref. No wonder Scott Steiner is beating you doofuses up. As he once said, you’re all incompetent and stupid. Anyway, this was surprisingly delightful as a segment, I have to say. Goldberg gets out of a limo and cops escort him into the building. As we did with nWo Hollywood earlier in the night, we watch Goldberg walk from the limo all the way through backstage and to the ring, I guess to take up time? I don’t get this choice. Below-average worker and racist scumbag Terry Taylor is in the ring with Gene Okerlund, and I guess this is the contract signing. Bam Bam complains about Goldberg from his ringside seat, and I’m already completely sick of Bammer and his use on these shows. Kevin Nash (w/Lex Luger and Konnan) comes to the ring to sign the contract. Okerlund notes that the contract bars Goldberg from defending the gold until Starrcade to preserve the matchup. Here comes Bam Bam over the railing as soon as he hears that. Like thirty people converge on Bam Bam and drag him out of there. That’s it, that’s the signing. Booker T./Mike Enos seems like it could be fun! The crowd is a bit burned out as far as the match, but they enjoy Booker’s taunts. It’s a fun little TV jaunt, though. Enos hits a diving lariat from the apron and Booker hits the mat to fire up the crowd while in a chinlock, but is that not a tap out considering the drama around that one Booker and Benoit match from earlier in the year? Anyway, Booker makes a comeback, gets cut off by a fist for a second, but gets back on track with an axe kick, a back suplex, and a Spinaroonie. Book lands a Houston Side Kick and a big spinebuster for three shortly after that. We get footage of Bam Bam standing in some grass outside the arena, yelling and looking like a jackass. Ew, it’s Crush (w/Vincent). Ew, he’s facing Lex Luger. We’ve seen this on PPV already earlier this year, so there’s no need to fill time with this matchup. And far, far worse, Tony S. brings up Mark Curtis being so sick that they paid tribute to him recently. That is obviously much shittier than just having to watch Luger/Crush again, so I guess it at least put things in perspective for this complaining viewer. As an aside, I looked up when the Mark Curtis benefit show was, and it’s in 1999, a couple of months before Curtis passes away. I assume that show does not survive in any video form, including fancam? It’s actually a pretty intriguing show for a few reasons. This Luger/Crush match is not intriguing, but it’s honestly cromulent for a random TV match. I’ll forget that it happened tomorrow. Luger shines early, gets beaten up in the middle, and in a small twist, lands a forearm that knocks Crush into the ref. Vincent takes the chance to run in, and Crush hits Luger with a chair, then spike piledrives Luger onto the chair. Luger kicks out at 2.9 and further Vincent-and-chair related shenanigans backfire on Crush, who gets Torture Rack’d for the submission loss. Dusty Rhodes walks to the ring to referee the Dean Malenko/Barry Windham match. Malenko is selling a leg injury from last week’s match against the Hitman, but this one is actually totally worked. Malenko easily outwrestles Windham at pace, so Windham bails and hides behind Dusty, who gives Windham a chance to jab Malenko in the eye. Windham running from that runt Malenko is hilarious. Anyway, Windham takes over and his legendary timing is off because he misses a shoulder charge by like a mile and should have been able to stop himself. Windham maintains control anyway and attacks Malenko’s knee while Rhodes pulls up his pants and just chills out not calling for rope breaks. Then, in an out-of-nowhere spot, Windham punches the guy in the ropes and Dusty suddenly DQs Windham for punching Malenko in the ropes for more than five seconds. Dusty laughs, that sly dog, and I realize that this sudden babyface turn does make logical sense; Dusty only really turned nWo because of his connection with Scott Hall, and they dumped Hall out of the nWo, so Dusty has no obligation to them anymore. Bisch runs out and fires Dusty, but when Windham comes after Dusty, the rest of the Horsemen run into the aisle and give Windham the beats, followed by Flair celebrating his upcoming opportunity to beat up Eric Bischoff. Well, at least Dusty is a babyface again. Scott Steiner and Horace Hogan (w/nWo ref) come to the ring. Oh yeah, are WCW refs still refusing to referee Scotty Steiner bouts? Is that still a thing? Scott Hall walks into the aisle and waits for the Wolfpac theme to hit. The Outsiders are back together, but Nash gives Hall the ol’ People’s Eyebrow as a sign that he wonders about Hall’s trustworthiness. There’s some early wrestling, but the important part is that Hall hits Horace with a chokeslam, does the Giant Frankenstein taunt, and then crotch chops Scotty, who immediately tags in and yells FUCK YOU at Hall. That sequence was entertaining, even as Tony S. yammered on about the WCW Executive Committee sanctioning a Bischoff/Flair match at Starrcade as it happened. Hall takes a beating from Scotty, but blocks a top rope suplex and then lands a nice second-rope bulldog for a two that the nWo ref barely seems interested in counting. Scotty takes back over with a low blow. Scotty dumps Hall outside so that Horace can choke the guy with a weight belt, but Nash walks over and makes the save. Hall continues to get beaten down as the crowd tries to will a hot tag into existence. They finally get one that the nWo ref tries to wave off, but Nash tosses the little guy out of the way and cleans house. Horace tries to stop Nash’s rampage, but Hall catches him from behind and hits an avalanche Razor’s Edge. The nWo ref doesn’t want to count the pinfall, so Nash Jackknifes him and an actual ref, Billy Silverman in fact, decides to do his fucking job and run down to count the three. That might be the first decent (kayfabe) reffing job Silverman has done in WCW. Nash rolls out without waiting to celebrate with his erstwhile buddy. I liked the heck out of this. Who knew that babyfaces overcoming heel chicanery could feel so good? There’s more footage of Bammer walking around in sweatpants on some grass. Did I mention that this guy looks like a jackass? After a break, we get a shot of Goldberg running outside and diving on Bam Bam as they have a brawl on the side of a hill and try not to tumble backward. It is cool that they fight into the parking lot and bash each other into cars a bit, but Bam Bam is such a comedown, man, I don’t buy it and I never will. Bam Bam jobbed to Lawrence Taylor, Bob Holly, and Major Payne, and I just don’t see him on the level of Goldberg. In fairness, the crowd standing around outside is into the proceedings! Bret Hart shuffles to the ring for his main event U.S. Championship shot against Diamond Dallas Page. I don’t know why they insisted on Bret working this match. It’s a chokes-and-punches affair. Page takes about fifty years to try and lock on a corner Figure Four, but the Giant runs down and breaks it up, then beats the crap out of Page. Giant drills Page with a chokeslam and then picks him up, perches him on the top rope, and hits a super chokeslam on top of that. Bret hugs his good buddy Giant and then locks on the most cursory of Sharpshooters for the win. Was it necessary to put your second-biggest title on a guy with a legitimately injured groin? What a stupid match. Anyway, that’s how the show ends, but who cares, they’ve booked this title into the ground after Goldberg gave it up (and arguably, as soon as Goldberg got the title considering the caliber of most of his opponents). Even with the nWo Hollywood, especially Eric Bischoff, continuing to be a drag on these shows, this show was pretty dang good, actually. There was lots of fun wrestling and even some solid heeling from a couple of guys on the show. It’s just too bad that every feud in this company fucking stinks. 3 out of 5 Stinger Splashes.

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This is the best Marvel thing they’ve ever put on D+, and that’s including Loki. Just cancel the MCU and transition to animation only. This shit is fantastic. Summers Family superhero landing gave me goosebumps, man. I want all of the 90s cartoons to get revivals. Even F4, Iron Man, Silver Surfer, Hulk… but especially Spider-Man. Oh, and… MAGNETO WAS RIGHT

Stevie being in WCW for like 3 months and getting a Nitro match with Macho Man was pretty wild

WWF Superstars (4/30/1994): Watching this through the Rassle Reel YouTube channel. It's also on the Network. It's probably the same show. Anyways, there has been drama with Shawn Michaels and Diesel and Razor Ramon for weeks. Diesel powerbombed Razor Ramon multiple times last Monday on Raw. Despite the powerbombs, Razor will defend the Intercontinental Title vs Diesel tonight/today/whenever on Superstars. Vince and Jerry Lawler are calling the action. This week: Mabel in singles competition! A special interview with Dink! The Heavenly Bodies! Sparky Plugg! Mabel vs Jim Messenger: Messenger is a fat boy in Bushwhacker colored camo pants. Mabel's leg lariat always looks awesome. Mabel beat Messenger with a DDT. Which doesn't seem like a good finisher for Mabel. Razor Ramon vs Diesel for the Intercontinental Title: Gotta put the title match on early so that we have enough time for it. Just like in Mid-South. Only we don't use the word "Standby match" here. Wouldn't want to miss this match because Sparky Plugg went long. Razor is a house of fire early. Razor has pink boots but pink-ish tights/knee pads. Actually this is the most Miami Vice color palette that I've seen Razor in. Diesel unleashes the side slam and the snake eyes. Not sure we missed much during the commercial break. Look how largeeee Diesel is, King. Diesel does not look comfortable as Razor does an electric chair drop on him. Razor does a top rope bulldog that drops Diesel on his head but doesn't Buff Bagwell him. Nearfall on a bodyslam in 1994! Michaels takes bump off the apron. Diesel gets whipped into Michaels and Michaels bumps. Diesel whips Razor into the exposed turnbuckle and powerbombs him to win the IC title. The first of 3 titles Kevin Nash was about to win in 7 months, going from "just a dude in late 1993" to the top-ish babyface in the company at the end of 1994. Let's take a look back, as Diesel gets whipped into the exposed buckle and he didn't sell it much. But when Razor gets whipped into the buckle, it killed him. The King draws tire marks over Razor. PROMOTIONAL CONSIDERATION PAID FOR BY THE FOLLOWING. ICO-PRO, it still exists! Sparky Plugg vs Tony Devito: Tony Devito is a short fat boy. Holly's dropkick is immaculate as always. Stellar King joke about Sparky Plugg driving like lightning ("he hit trees"). Meanwhile this match is so captivating that we're hearing about Jerry Lawler mocking the broke Nikolai Volkoff. Sparky wins with the top rope kneedrop. KING OF THE RING REPORT: The very first KOTR report. The KOTR is like the Boston Marathon and the NCAA Tournament. Todd credits the Bret Hart's KOTR win for catapulting him towards the WWF title (sure Todd). We have qualifying matches coming up! Duke Droese here to threaten various heels. The Heavenly Bodies vs PJ Walker and Mike Curry: Jim Cornette still with the Bodies at this time, although the prematch festivities get talked over. The Bodies have angel wings now which i'm sure Jim loved. Quebecers got a big match coming up. Curry looking like a schlub in blue/black. PJ Walker with a crewcut and no jockstrap. Gnarly kick to a running PJ Walker by Del Ray. Bodies win with a doubleteam (Prichard holds PJ Walker and Del Ray hits him with a forearm off the top). Note that Jimmy Del Ray and Lana Del Rey don't spell their last names the same. Jerry Lawler assures you this is NOT the King's Court. Vince talking over Jerry's long intro of Dink. Doink is on "vacation" (did they fire their current Doink again). Dink has a ball and glove and cap. Lawler keeps refusing to let Dink talk. Doink is actually here. I guess they wouldn't let Dink hang around unattended or else the 1990s WWF guys would shit in his bags. Doink has TWO PIES to the delight of Vince. Doink pies Dink. The fans are outraged. IS DOINK RESORTING BACK TO HIS EVIL WAYS. This is pretty obviously Jeff Jarrett but they're waiting. WHY DOINK DO THIS. HE JUST FELL OFF THE PLATFORM. There are so many amazing Vince calls here. That's not Doink, it's Jeff Jarrett. So we got Jeff Jarrett cutting a promo in Doink facepaint. Vince with a "HOW DARE YOU" to sell the outrage. Doink's gonna be so pissed when he gets back from Puerto Rico. Our guest ring announcer is named Mike Colb but he clearly looks like Mike Lindell Bam Bam Bigelow vs Jason Headings: Vince is so mad about what happened to Dink. Dink just didn't know how to handle being pranked. Just imagine what they could have done if they felt like turning Doink heel and they did this. Lawler talks about Roddy Piper during this match. Jason Headings looks like he could be a fake Jeff Jarrett. Bam Bam wins by countering a sunset flip into a butt drop. LIVE EVENT NEWS: Please attend our live events! Let's take another look at the IC title match (this has to be filler for the areas that don't have live events to attend). Diesel and Shawn Michaels drive off standing through a sunroof. STAND BY FOR AN UNDERTAKER SIGHTING A traffic cop sent in a video to insist he saw the Undertaker. Next week: Owen Hart! Ted DiBiase on the Heartbreak Hotel! The 1-2-3 Kid! Jeff Jarrett! Lex Luger! Scott Steiner vs IRS to qualify for the King of the Ring! and that's all

They had the beekeeper who removed the bees throw out the first pitch

You gotta come pre-fucked, at least you used to. But it'll warp anyone. Sander looked way worse under the camera lights insofar as his skin looked like a desert landscape. I guess being able to drink 45 Long Islands in a sitting will do that to one's complexion. Is a superplex really the equivalent of a 30 MPH car wreck on the human body like he said?

From DEFY Wrestling's first show ever, the most presciently booked indie match possible right now: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9xZViGEimVc Cody Rhodes vs Swerve Strickland!

WWF RAW 11.03.2002 The Rock and Stone Cold Steve Austin vs. The nWo (Hogan, Nash, Hall) https://youtu.be/xAwWGg0bomQ?si=57YKa0oImFeoz_JG

Losing a pet is like losing a family member. I've had to put two cats to sleep. It's one of the hardest decisions to make. Selfishly, we want our furry friends around forever, but we don't want them to suffer. Cherish the time you have with your cat and know you gave him/her the best quality of life possible. You may not think you want another pet, but you'll know in time if you're ready for one or not. You're not replacing a beloved pet, but you're giving another a chance to have a great life. I'm sorry if this all sounds cliche, but it's my experience of having cats since I've been 16 years old.

If the film he was working on was an Amazon joint, then I suppose he was trying to get into the culture.

I can live with that. Enjoy your day!

Wow, a one of one. Should get him graded.

Family aside, Reggie is known on the dark web as a notorious cannibal.

This is their head groundskeeper?

It all comes back around to the discussion, Do already fucked up people gravitate towards wrestling or does wrestling take seemingly normal people and fuck them up?

Rollerdrome is very cool even if it isn't a game for me personally. This business is in a shitty place.

Those don't form overnight, how did the grounds crew miss that?

I didn't agree with that. I said, per Reggie, that Cheryl crushed him until he grew to the point he could get a shot off without her immediately blocking it. We have no idea how their matchups went afterward because neither has said anything, but the one constant has been that Reggie has said Cheryl is better than him, and I am going to believe him over you as he is much more of a definitive source. And I have watched quite a bit of film of both. Your contention was that Reggie would "eat Cheryl alive" and I don't personally see it, nor does Reggie himself back that statement up, so we're going to have to agree to disagree here.

Now that I think about it, Criswell should have introduced the Punk video a few weeks ago

Haven't watched the match but man, I can't stand the X Factor and Simon Cowell. Feel same way about Ant and Dec, Piers Morgan, Simon Cowell and Amanda Holden from Britain's Got Talent.

No argument here. Wrestling’s not a profession you get into if you want to be a responsible parent or spouse. Sherri probably wasn’t any better or worse than a few hundred (few thousand?) male wrestlers. Lol, she was probably still a better parent than Flair, though that’s a really low bar. Flair boasting on camera about how many women he slept with (the ESPN 30 for 30 documentary) was really slimy. I can’t imagine doing that on a show I knew my kids would probably eventually watch. I’m of the opinion that most people in the business are either immature or some variety of scumbag (usually several varieties of scumbag).

I know we have a merchandise thread but this is too important: https://www.shopaew.com/catalog/product/view/id/74008/s/nyla-rose-her-all-royalties-will-go-to-freedom-oklahomas-501c3/category/5343/ New Nyla Rose shirt with all royalties going towards Freedom Oklahoma, a LGBTQ+ rights group. Well done AEW.