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I think the real problem is having a PPV called Hell in a Cell that requires the titular match in a dead zone month. Hell in a Cell should only happen at the organic end of a feud, not necessarily because October.

When did Dane Cook win the MITB briefcase? He didn't. Ambrose stumbled into his dressing room, thinking Rollins might be in there, shrugged and figured this was a good second choice, laid Cook out with the briefcase, then stole his clothes. That's not the money in the bank briefcase. If you saw the whole picture you would see that it says: Chimney Sink It's part of Dean's filing system. He keeps his belongings filed in suitcases based on where he originally found things. He has another one marked: Window sill Treehole and a more disturbing one labelled birds nest dead? guy - shoes and/or pockets

Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a SPECIAL UPDATE FROM THE DEAN AMBROSE PROMOTIONAL TOUR UPDATE: Apparently he started a business. I was able to do some investigating and will be able to bring you throughout the evening these: From the Yelp page for "AAADean Ambrose Home - Car - Personal security devices!" Stay tuned...

The Global Force thread got really good once we started talking about things other than Jeff Jarrett.

HEY! It's back up. This was the bi-monthly database implosion. Normal cpanel database fixes don't work anymore so that have to run a special fixer. So there you go. Please enjoy the fellowship togethah.

There are no gifs of his badass sack of potatoes move. I found this while looking for it though.

I think the real problem is having a PPV called Hell in a Cell that requires the titular match in a dead zone month. Hell in a Cell should only happen at the organic end of a feud, not necessarily because October. Arguably, if you had foresight with booking, you could make sure your main event feud would peak at HIAC. If you started a new feud right after or at Summerslam, you would have a two month build to the October show.

Didn't they just have Ambrose get written off by having head driven through cinder blocks?

I read that the wrong way and was trying to figure out how the competiton over a prospective coach could possibly turn into a race war.

There are only a few reviews on YELP for "AAADean Ambrose Home - Car - Personal security devices!" Here is one of the last two I was able to find:

Some questions brought up tonight- Is Seth Rollins so cheap or so destitute that he can't afford luggage and has to haul his personal effects around in the MITB case? Or does he just do that to avoid having to pay baggage fees on the airlines? When Ambrose is unable or unwilling to hitchhike, steal vehicles, or stow away in the back of farm trucks carrying livestock to get from town to town does he just hide out in the truck that carries the merch supplies from town to town? I could see him bedding down on a pile of clothes and getting his funk all over them only for them to be sold the next night. Some little kid gets a new Cena shirt only to ask his mom why it smells like stale donuts and mustard. As evidenced tonight he probably absconds with a bag full of merch to hawk on his own in order to buy a few gas station hot dogs after the show. He probably lurks in the shady sections of town with a trench coat bartering or selling what he can. That quarter he got for a Sheamus shirt probably kept him in ramen noodles for a week.

The 1988 democratic convention was nuts.

goddamn, I just got the vision of Cena standing in the ring, throwing his hat, starting at the ramp, waiting....waiting....the crowd clamouring....waiting....make em wait for it pal.... "RUSEV DACHANEK! RUSEV BLAHBLAHBLAH" *dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dundun* he would be the best defending monster champion ever. Sorry but my boner for Rusev puts Batista's Dick to Shame. I think you could build the whole company around him for the 3 years.

She's a Hart, what do you expect?

Again - why does no on listen to me Don't make me go back to like the 10 page of this thread

I think the real problem is having a PPV called Hell in a Cell that requires the titular match in a dead zone month. Hell in a Cell should only happen at the organic end of a feud, not necessarily because October. I agree with you 110% on that. HIAC should be a feud-ending extra boost to a regular PPV, not a "themed" PPV in and of itself. But given the way Brock/Cena has gone down so far, the logical ending taking place at HIAC seemed to be a happy accident. Well, they booked themselves into a corner with this rematch. They clearly want to keep the title on Brock and keep him strong, but they also don't want Cena to eat another pinfall to Brock. Assuming they aren't stupid enough to put the belt right back on Cena, but they're also too worried about Cena losing again and looking weak in the eyes of his fanbase, the mistake was running Cena/Brock III for the gold at NoC instead of maybe waiting to do it after Brock finally loses and letting Cena beat him in the rematch there. NoC should have really been a placeholder one-month feud for Brock. Toss him in there against Ambrose or Ziggler, let him win a fairly dominant fifteen minute main where the opponent is never really competitive, but takes a load of punishment and gets the crowd behind him just for taking so much of a beating, and move on to your next feud for Lesnar for HiaC. Instead, they run a match in the main event of NoC that logically should lead to a final cell match that they can't do because they can't do another fuck finish the very next month in a one-on-one match, but they also have no desire to have either guy go over the other right now. I guess there is one more option - do a triple threat at HiaC where the third guy eats the pinfall for Brock so Cena loses without really losing, but then you're shoe-horning another guy into what was really a one-on-one feud where Cena needs to come back and beat the dominant monster, which is less-than-optimal narrative structure.

So, Fresh makes a whole lotta noise about how awesome Destiny will be and how much he will play and only has a Level 7 Titan. Why does this not shock me?

Boy did I have the hots for Natalya before this show. I realize that it's scripted but I get the sense that her being a chore to deal with is legit.

I loved American Beauty when it first came out. Then I saw it not too far after 9/11, and my mind changed. I know that's sort of a weird thing to say, but that day really shifted my tapes. I just want to tell Kevin Spacey's character to grow the fuck up. Work on your relationship with your daughter and try and find common ground with your wife. Or get a fucking hobby or develop a spiritual side to get some meaning in your life past the pathetic nature of getting high and lifting weights. The end to that movie is also such a cop-out. SPOILERS: An unimportant side character kills him because of some latent homosexuality, as opposed to anyone really important to the plot. Ugh. That's also sort of why I sort of lost interest in Mad Men. It's a really wonderful show in a lot of ways, but I hate Don Draper. You're an incredibly good looking, charismatic and talented person. Just suck it up and stop being miserable. I know Betty sucks, but at least do right by your kids, dude. And also, you remarried to some really hot, younger wife who has dreams of her own. How about you keep it in your pants for a change and help her live the life she wants? There's advertising work in LA, dude. That's why I love Friday Night Lights so much. Coach and Tami are good, responsible people who try and do right by everyone. I wish we had more people like that on TV and in movies than bad people who don't change.

This should have been a Taue move.

I think the real problem is having a PPV called Hell in a Cell that requires the titular match in a dead zone month. Hell in a Cell should only happen at the organic end of a feud, not necessarily because October.Arguably, if you had foresight with booking, you could make sure your main event feud would peak at HIAC. If you started a new feud right after or at Summerslam, you would have a two month build to the October show.If you had foresight. They don't even know what's going to happen 20 minutes from airtime.

My favorite "White person saves ghetto school" movie is The Substitute. Hell, I think Tom Berenger actually got more people killed, but I've loved that movie since it came out in 96.

Awesome time with halfaloaf and Oyaji before work. Had the greatest moment of my gaming career when I finished off the dreaded hover tank with a punch. I played a lot Sunday going from level 14 to level 19. Destiny is a million billion times more fun with friends compared to playing solo.

Nattie saying, "Rosa, being typical Rosa, made too big of a deal out of nothing" was RICH.

I have never wanted anything more than how much I want Cesaro to be a guest on Brian Fellows Safari Planet right now.

Zoos do seem to spend an absurd amount of energy on getting pandas to fuck, I'll give them that.

NM items are also melee friendly which goes with your punch 'em in the face fighting style. At least when fighting Vandals, the Warlock's melee attack might be my favorite thing ever. I get so much weird pleasure out of basically force pushing them out of reality.

I've said before, I'd love to be as fucking horrible at my job as Ruben Amaro Jr and still manage to keep it and get paid as well.

Worked at a smaller STL-area radio station for about nine years...was fun while it lasted despite being a low-key board op position. Did just about every shift at the place at some point or another; oddly, one of the only shows I never ran was the wrestling-themed "Stranghold" show. Highlights include the time Richard Simmons called in for a phone interview and the time Illinois Congressman Barack Obama was in the studio for the morning show. I went to Broadcast Center in St. Louis, so I really should look into radio job openings in the general area...

Man, don't ruin my memories of Rae Dawn Chong.

Man, I have no idea why I love that movie so much but I do. In fact I'm dying to watch it now. I feel like I've seen it dozens of times......it must have been one of those movies that ran a lot of HBO or Showtime or something. It was a great staple of the 80's that film. EDIT: On second thought I wanna remember happy Rae Dawn Chong film moments.

Hire Piranesi, WWE!

The only people who ever said "Hell in a Cell" properly were Vince and Taker.

I, for one, would love to see Big Show do a Krusher Kruschev and join up with Lana. After all the labor/management troubles he went through with HHH, he just needs a little push to drive him away from decadent Western capitalism. A red butcher singlet with thee hammer'n'sickle and some Cossack boots would complement his Lenin beard and ushanka. dah, RAF

I fully expect to have to listen to an angry diatribe on XBOX Live tonight

As a black person, I am not allowed to hate Scarface. But I basically view Scarface in the same light as Carlito's Way. Pacino was hacky in both, but it's something about the goofiness in those films that is endearing to me. Like the scene with Viggo in the wheelchair trying to be Hispanic is one of the funniest things ever. If you can't laugh at that, you have no soul in my eyes. With something like the remake/prequel of Carlito's Way (one of the worst movies of all time) and Savages, they're trying to be dead fucking serious. Salma Hayek was showing her titties in bad B movies at one point and that was all she was known for. She ain't fucking Griselda Blanco reincarnated. But Oliver Stone believes she is. Since ID4 was brought up, someone needs to round up Roland Emmerich, Oliver Stone, and Michael Mann and take them back to the 90s where their hack premises and substandard scripts were tolerated.

Is that the one where there could be no pinfalls in the first 5 minutes? If not - find that one too God I loved the Pillman/Rogers mini feud i decided to upload it

I don't want to go down this rabbit hole again (or maybe I do since I'm making this post), but the last season of LOST was so damn dreadful. Keep your finale arguments about the love of characters/reunions/and not getting it; it's not my favorite but the finale wasn't the real problem in my opinion. That whole damn season....oh man, just had a Temple episode flashback...*shudders*

Look up the word "hebephilia."

Pillman absolutely ruled. Like Matt said, his initial face run and eventual stuff against Lyger felt like something I absolutely had -- HAD -- to see. His match on Clash 19 where he teamed with Lyger against Benoit/Wellington is so, so, so good. It's one of the best matches of the time period (but the second best on the show, behind the epic Steiners vs. Doc/Gordy match that is the most slept on match ever). The Hollywood Blondes were my favorite tag team. I loved that shtick so much, especially their taunt of operating video cameras. Their "Flair For The Old" segment was also great -- the nWo and DX would later rip off the "insulting impersonation" stuff to a bigger audience, but Pillman/Austin did it before them and did it way better. Pillman's crazy shoot stuff made him the most interesting person in wrestling for a decent stretch of time. In a lot of ways, he bridged the gap between the traditional style and the work-shoot stuff we see now. My favorite Pillman story may not be true. He did a lot of fun, weird stuff for a spell in ECW. The ECW crew used to stay at a Doubletree hotel and a lot of fans knew that and would hang out at the bar. Pillman supposedly came down to the hotel bar, had words with Sabu for some reason (who had no idea what was going on) before marching back to the elevator. He knew some fan was watching and/or taking notes and then winked at him right when the elevator door was closing shut. So great. He also led a "prayer service" of sorts when he was aligned with The Hart Foundation in their feud against Team WWF. He was in the awesome Calgary Stampede match, too. One of the greats.

Brian Pillman was my favorite wrestler as a kid. I joked about Jim Ross and the courage award because JR saw football as this holy pillar, but there really was something to it. I was a scrawny little kid as a pre-teen, around 1991-92, and Pillman was my hero in wrestling. He was the underdog who could stand up to anyone. He had the chops, just like Flair, and the dropkick and the Air Pillman springboard and that flying body press which meant as much to me as it did to fans of Ricky Steamboat five or six years before or similarly, Snuka's Superfly Splash a few years before that. I couldn't do Lex's Torture Rack or Davey Boy's running power slam but I could climb something high and put my arms out and take a leap of faith. I could try to never say die in life or on the playground. I didn't care about football, but for a year, when they were the worst team in the league, I rooted for the Bengals. He came from nothing, from a life that was supposed to be weak and tiny and afflicted, doomed from birth to be a near cripple, and he became my hero as a kid. I hung up on my best friend in wrestling when he called me in 91 and told me he thought that Pillman was going to go bad and join the horseman some day. I hung up on the kid. I was never someone who BELIEVED in wrestling, not even as a ten year old. Maybe it's because I came in at 9 or 10 instead of 6 or 7, but I was invested enough in Brian Pillman that I hung up on a friend of mine over a spurious comment. There was nowhere I would have rather been in the entire world during Christmastime 1991, than in the Omni to see Pillman vs Jushin Liger. The only problem was that I lived in a small suburb of Boston and that definitely wasn't happening. I never saw him live. I had his action figure, with the outstretched fingers and those damn Bengal pants, but I never saw him live. I could only imagine that match that night but it sounded like the coolest thing in the world, Pillman finally getting to face someone that was his aerial equal, this mysterious being from Japan. I know people, a few years before, bought into the mythos of Muta or even before that, Kabuki, but to me Liger was that great unknown, something larger than life and more than human and he was the ultimate rival for my hero. The light heavyweight title was, for six months, the most important thing in all of wrestling to me, and I still hold a bit of a grudge against both Scotty Flamingo and Bill Watts, one for taking it away and the other for screwing it up. I missed most of 93-97 because I just wasn't into wrestling anymore, but the Hollywood Blonds were always this legendary team to me. Stunning Steve was another huge important part of the few years I was a wrestling fanatic as a kid, and while I was tuned out, the idea of them together as heels was something I'd get behind, sight unseen, for really the decade to come. It was okay he was a heel somehow, cool even. I was a few years older and hey, at least he wasn't a horseman. I don't remember even knowing he became one, to be honest. All the loose cannon stuff I missed. His WWF run, I missed, until I turned on randomly one night and found out he'd just died. When I bought my first comps a few years later, it was a team that had no bearing on my youth, the Midnight Express, then two entities that did, the WWF version, the Rockers, and the WCW version, Pillman. He carried a few traits now that I don't care a ton about in wrestling anymore, and while I'll always go back and watch a match of his and most of the time enjoy it, though I've seen very little of his 97 still (and I'm not sure I want to), I don't think he'd make a top ten of my favorite wrestlers of all times. He, more than anyone else, however, was the wrestler I believed in the most as a kid. Maybe he was the only wrestler I ever believed in. I know too much about the guy now. He was a Meltzer friend and contact so I think he had one of the more measured bios in the WON. Yes, he had severe personal challenges; yes he was flawed; yes he drove himself to terrible things, but it was all tempered by how much he tried and how deeply he cared, and how much it all meant to him, and you know what? For this one person, unlike anyone else in wrestling, I'm okay looking past the bad, to try to understand it, to give, if not the benefit of the doubt, the benefit of empathy. I break things down and tear them apart and piece them together and and look at wrestling on every level but the emotional these days, but when it comes to Pillman, maybe I still let myself be a bit of a kid.

Breast for business.