While my WordPress gently weeps.
When two of the writers from the WWF were hired my lobbying ceased to be heard. Out with the old in with the "Viagra On A Pole" matches.
Bob Mould wrote "If I Can’t Change Your Mind," the theme to "The Daily Show," and a couple of years of WCW storylines. I hope he writes at length about it someday. [Thanks to Brian for the link to Mould's blog.]
A warning shot off the bow of pretenders from the WWE’s developmental promotion:
If you want to find out what’s the latest news with Ohio Valley Wrestling and our OVW Superstars, you could go to www.mommygotmeacomputerforchristmassoInowrunawrestlingnewsboard.net…
Hey, hold on there a second. I love that site.
I think someone at WWE likes to read Preacher — “the new” Undertaker, who was supposed to be “the old” Undertaker again, wound up being sort of an amalgam of the various personae of the big galoot. Seeing him stride to the ring last night, the first image that came to mind was The Saint of Killers… see what I mean?
See, I like watching some rasslin’ every now and then, and I still think that the person who is this angry about Pete Rose’s induction into the WWE Hall of Fame is probably taking the WWE Hall of Fame a little too seriously.
Any excuse they need to manufacture to hustle him in tonight to continue his recurring feud with Kane over who The Real Big Red Machine really is, is fine with me.
A promotional concert for Savage’s
and heartbreak. Fortunately a Torch correspondent
was there to record the debacle.
How do I know that this guy likes to watch the televised combat arts? Cameo appearances by Bob Sapp and Scott Hall.
Rock has talked in recent weeks about doing everything there was to be
done in the Fed. I daresay Jeff Hardy actually has. He got all the
belts except the world-champ title, and he certainly wasn’t going to get
that off of Triple H. About the only thing he had left to do was face
Goldberg, lose, and then get back together with and/or against Matt on
Smackdown, which would be kind of redundant at this point. And so he has
unceremoniously moved on.
Jeff: good luck with your band,
dude. I’ll miss your wacky antics, if not your scary facepaint.
Matt: It’s time to release Matt
V1.1. You can slap a tornado!
