DangerMark

I suppose the good burghers of Brisbane need something to cheer themselves up with, seeing as how the Broncos have been garbage for nearly a full year now.

It can't be easy for Jones, in the shadow of Eli Manning.

Or, they're totally cracked and I don't want to know if it's the latter.

How is this different from the relationship between Aaron Rodgers and pretty much every human being on the planet not named Allen Lazard?

I was just RedZoning, but I'm pretty sure someone confidently prnounced that the Steelers were going to go for a 4th down early on because of a conservative third down play and out came Boswell for the first time.

Do baseball grounds still get to appoint their own scorers to judge these things? If so, how the hell haven't they been able to game another no-hitter since '72?

Michael Vaughan might be right but he can shut his stupid face. He has no opinions on cricket that I care to listen to. His answer to every problem is to play as boring as possible.

I get that much; my mentioning them is very much me being an old man, yelling at the cloud of apron spots. I get that they're a move intensifier, but I find them awkward in the context of a standard match that has to end in the ring. More matches finishing with cradles, pls.

Mark E. Dangerously's All In Road Report:- A preface to these remarks: I keep up with the doings of AEW sporadically, there are things I like about AEW, things I want to like about AEW and things I just can't seem to get behind. Still, it's a big show, and I get to hang around with the old crew for the day. A group of us had a bit of a road trip from the North of Wales down to the nation's capital for this one, and frankly I knew what we were in for when the second gentleman we picked up had himself a half-bottle of whiskey in his pocket and the third came to the door in his dressing gown. Thankfully this was early enough that we still managed to get down to Wembley and the driveway we'd rented in the vicinity of the stadium in good order. Honestly, we were in the upper deck: far enough away that any impression of the wrestling is, was and shall remain pure vibes and guesswork. We walked in during the very opener, missed the entrances, no idea what was happening. It seemed like a complete mess; mostly I was just glad I hadn't missed Shibata. Shibata was always my favourite of that set of Three Musketeers, pretty stoked at the chance to get to see him. Even if all he did was look angry and boot a few chumps in the head, that would be enough after what he's been through. Spoiler alert: he did. I spent most the match trying to explain that these von Erichs were Kevin's kids and the rest of it facepalming as we recalled Lacey. Out of order: I could watch Stokely get his ass kicked all day long. Chaos Project filled a niche and I'm glad to see Statlander and Stokely fulfill it. Chalk me down for someone who can excuse Jamie Hayter showing up in the pre-show. She's been injured so long that she missed the last All In, she might need a little while to get back up to speed and I could quite happily watch her crush Saraya on the way back to the top. She's actually been away so long that when Saraya said she was the best English wrestler, I was completely spacing on her. Possibly, I am an idiot. What is there to say about a 12 man ladder match? It had all of the foodgroups for this sort of thing, but only 50% of the Recommended Daily Allowance of Brodie King. I would have loved a finish where Pac took the first belt, told BCC to get fucked and then waited to see who his new co-champions. My pick would have been Brodie King and either Christian or the Ass Boys, fighting over the one belt. The same goes for the Tag Title match which had even less Brodie King and suffered accordingly. I might have been the first person in the 500s to work out that it was the Vets appearing at the end. Glad to see that they've lost those gawky contact lenses. As for the Gauntlet match, I think calling it a Gauntlet match made things a little confusing, but thankfully I am not an idiot. Associate #1 (the as-yet unmentioned but greatly appreciated driver,) later said that it was as close as we're ever going to get to seeing a proper Royal Rumble in the flesh, so I guess that was cool. I was kinda hoping for Hangman but there's a few other winners I might have taken. I think the finish was the right kind of 'infuriatingly stupid' but I need to meditate on it. I'm sure the inevitable Dynamite title match will at least be Pretty Good. As someone on record as hating earnest babyface Toni Storm, I've been enjoying the snippets I've been seeing of Timeless Toni Storm, and I very much enjoyed this match.I am, however, a sicko and would have liked more blood for this one. While we're there, I might also have liked a little less handicappery in the Hook vs. Jericho match; but Bill went through a barbed-wire board and Taz showed up so I guess I can't complain too much. It was pretty much what it needed to be. One wise man (associate #3, above; associate #2 having been sound asleep for a few hours by this point,) asked me "who's this Broccoli Head?" and then when I told him it was Will Ospreay, he wanted to know why it wasn't Os-pree-ay. I did not have an answer. I can't usually get excited about ol' Broccoli Head, but the lower deck and floor were going mad for him (the Ospreay! Ospreay! chants in his theme sounded pretty cool) so I decided to give him a chance. It was an Ospreay match; and it was fun, I guess; although even I knew there was only one move that could possibly finish it, so why bother with so many flying cutters on the apron you divs?!?! One criticism I had about the overall show is that apart from the Schmozzles and maybe the main event was that all the results were super obvious. I don't mind it when some matches HAVE to go a certain way, even on a PPV, but some genuine doubt for some of the matches would have been nice; and this one I could predict right down to the move. At any rate, I like MJF a lot more when I don't have to hear him talk. From a sheer Card Placement perspective, I feel like the Storm vs. May match should have had the higher spot of the two women's matches but just about anything was going to fall flat after the last match; and frankly I'd rather this be the one that got the graveyard spot. The Brain Trust came to the conclusion that actually Mercedes was only the 3rd best of the NXT Horsewomen, behind Bayley. Britt Baker ain't no Jamie Hayter. I actually liked Perry vs. Allin, brutal and silly by turns. Darby being willing to die for all our sins is always fun. All my friends lost their shit for Sting, including the one who turned to me and said "Not a draw, my ass" referencing a review of TNA Impact on this August Message Board that - at least to my faulty recollection - included the lines "Sting wasn't on this show hitting people with a baseball bat and it sucked. Not a draw, my ass." Don't think I'm going to bother saying much about the Main Event; other people are going to say it just as well, if not better, but I will note that it even manage to permeate the lower Statosphere, where we were sat.

I'm only going because my buddy is going to get get drunk and make a mess again if I don't.

I will get someone right on it.

The Epitaph to WCW.

But what about your appeal to authority?

West Indies' 2-4 weren't great the whole series; and as a team, they didn't put up more than 200 in the second innings in any of the three tests. Mark Wood, tho.

Well, it was Road Runner style for the first few days, now he's straight-up Wile E. Coyote.

It was looking good for five days until the drinks break after tea - West Indies 61-0 - and then the trainers must have brought out the bats with the giant holes in the middle.

Yay~ It helps that this has actually be an intriguing game with no rain.

I'm a day behind because the only way I seem to be able to catch up when I remember about it after lunch is the NHK highlights on youtube, but two of my favourites Endo and Hokotofuji look cooked and two more have withdrawn, sad face. The King of Road Runner Style Sumo still lives though; so there is still hope; and Day Five saw two contenders for the Ura Memorial Ridiculous Spill award in Ichiyamamoto and Sadanoumi

Speaking of Shambles, the "Tests Must Be Five Days" crowd (don't make me go into the archives to pull up exactly which ones of us are card carrying members) are in Shambles; when was the last time England made it past a fourth day without the help of rain? At any rate, what to say about Jimmy Anderson? He was very good for a long time and it's going to be weird without him.

Okay, now we're approaching Shambles territory: that was a win inside regulation time.

I find it's fine watching RedZone through the Sunday, but I wound up only being to watch Monday Night games when I had no FF riding on it. Mostly I find it's an excuse to chat shit with people I would have fallen out of touch with.

You say that, the true connoisseurs of ABE know that the further they get, the sweeter it'll be, especially because of all the teeth gnashing about Gareth Southgate who - lest we forget - is the only person to lead England's men to the finals of a major tournament since colour TV.

The Thinking Person's choice.

Doesn't it? Feels pretty right to me. Of course, I could be persuaded that England don't deserve to be there either, despite what athletes tell you, team sports are never about what's 'deserved.'

URA WILL FILL YOUR POWER VACUUM GODDAMMIT