Worst: Some Divas and Nattie Neidhart
The divas are now the Luchadores on WCW Thunder. “Guys, we have time to kill. Send them out.” I’m not sure who a lot of these ladies are, and that’s ok. Some masked men are going to be La Parka, and some of them are going to be a guy that tagged with Super Calo that one time. I don’t need to know their names until I need to know their names.
Anyway, I’m honestly not sure who any of these girls are. I’ll give credit to She-Anvil, though- between the kip up, the Texas Tornado clothesline, and a properly applied Sharpshooter, she’s clearly stepping her game up. I can’t wait for Paige and Emma to murder her.
Worst: Can you dig that?
Did anyone guess that the main event rematch at Hell in a Cell would be held in a Hell in a Cell match? WHAT?
Oh hey it’s Booker T. Guys, Booker needs your vote to be guest referee of said main event, because otherwise he has to move into Stevie Ray’s living room. Is Ahmed Johnson somewhere out there watching his TV, shaking his fist and shouting “THAT ‘T’ WAS MINE! MIIIIIIIINE!”
The WWE app. Kill me. Or WAIT DON’T LOS MATADORES ARE NEXT.
Best: NEW GENERATION
I love the vibe of WWE these days. My favorite era is the New Generation, and the ‘Universe’ era is very similar: Really great workers working side by side with race car drivers turned wrestlers, cruiserweights, and Kwang.
Los Matadores are dear to my heart, and I’m going to get Brandon Stroud on board if it kills me. Understand that we potentially have the chance to bring in Tito Santana as the team’s aging mentor, like Anthony Hopkins in Zorro. Between Diego yelling ‘uno mas, Toritos!’ and Heath Slater’s expression when the Matadores entrance was finished, I can’t love this enough.
That said, when you have Drew McIntyre and Heath Slater in a three man group, and the third guy is Jinder Mahal, why does Jinder ever wrestle? Can’t he be the band’s road manager, or the Bosstone that just danced? And did Lawler seriously just say ‘El Dorito?’ Please give Renee Young his job. This man is making me hate the field of cardiology.
The match pacing got a little weird near the finish, but I can’t be bothered to care, because that bull flies better than Sin Cara, Uno mas, El Torito. Uno mas.
Worst: IT! And by it I mean this!
On their way to the ring, it’s Paul Heyman, and the guys he chose over Big E Langston for some reason. Poor Curtis Axel. He’s ok in the ring, but yeesh. Someone please put him in a full bodied masked Lucha suit and call him Axe so we don’t have to hear or see him anymore.
I’d rail about how it makes no sense that a Paul Heyman/CM Punk feud is the drizzles, but Brandon has already summed this feud up- its locked in stasis and collecting dust on a shelf next to CM Punk’s weights and a Skip Sheffield hat.
Worst: How do we make this worse?
Oh, R-Truth. Thanks for being here.
There’s nothing outright terrible about this sudden tagmatch…but wouldn’t it be better if Curtis were a cowardly masked rudo named Axe that hit guys with an axehandle? WOULDN’T IT?
BUT DON’T LOSE HOPE: Later tonight there is a main event that my brain and heart and genitals all got together to make. So stay tuned.
I want more like this!
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