Champagne for My Real Friends
Heeeey, we’re back! Yes, i’m using the royal we, since we’re all in this together people. How was your New Year, good I hope. The wrasslin’ world left 2016 strong and came into 2017 swinging like a toddler with nunchucks. As did Lucha Underground and New Japan with Wrestle Kingdom 11. If you’re a fan of dramatic fisticuffs, then this is still a wonderful time to be alive. But let’s get things started with the big story, and that’s the end of a triumphant championship reign by on Mike “Miz” Mizanin. Continue reading Wrasslin’ State of Mined: What’s Old Is New Again on RAW and Smackdown (01.04.2016)
A lot happened in the past two days of wrasslin’, so i’m pacing this on a scale of dopeness. And no, Sasha Banks merely winning the RAW Women’s Title, in and of itself, may not top the dopeness scale. Her bending Charlotte around that rail like a slap bracelet was hot fire. WWE spends so much time building to larger moments, specifically for PPV’s that this kind of outcome will always be a true shock. Doesn’t hurt that the match itself was probably one of their best ever. Continue reading Wrasslin’ State of Mined: Sasha Banks Takes Back The Title, Roman Works His Way Into The Picture and Styles Sends a Message (11.30.16)
Gas Up The Honda!
Boy, things got a little hairy while I was gone. Sorry for the absence, had to put on a tux and stand next to folk I care about while they got married, which timed out perfectly with the UK tour. If we’re being honest, not much of note goes down across the pond, so I didn’t have much to say about it either way. Survivor Series on the other hand had all sorts of events pop off, which then bled over onto RAW and Smackdown Live. See, with The Beast bested, there is now a power vacuum, in addition to bouts of insubordination and rampant hypocrisy. WWE wrasslin’ is fun, some of it by design, and other instances by happenstance. Either way, the map has been partially filled in for a good amount of WrestleMania clashes. Continue reading Wrasslin’ State of Mined: Guess The Road To Wrestlemania Starts Now, Lucha Underground Shatters The Glass Ceiling (11.23.16)
The Beast, Declawed.
In this post modern, super-informed era of wrasslin’, true surprises are harder and harder to produce. That problem has lead to WWE playing things a little too safely, then erratically making changes when it appeared that the audience had “figured things out”. It’s years of that pattern which lead to arguably the most surprising yet totally sensible squash match in recent memory. Goldberg, after 12 years away from the ring, absolutely decimated The Beast, Brock Lesnar in barely two-minutes. Simultaneously ending a long stale story, and opening up the possibility of more down the line. Survivor Series was able to exceed expectations thanks to a creative push to just say “screw it”. Continue reading Wrasslin’ State of Mined: Survivor Series Recap
Here’s My Excited Face
It’s November, everybody! Halloween is like the Black Friday of the holiday season, officially kicking off the time when I can listen to “All I Want For Christmas Is You” free of shame. It also means WWE will try to get you all riled up for Survivor Series, the only PPV in November (thank God), and still technically, one of their Big 4 shows. And now, more than any other year, it feels as needless as ever. The brand split, while doing wonders for Smackdown Live, has taken practically all of the stakes out of the event, since nothing that happens there will have any lasting effects on either show. Continue reading Wrasslin’ State of Mined: The Survivor Series Teams Are Set, And Nobody Seems To Care (11.02.16)
Ain’t No Half Steppin’
WWE Hell in a Cell descended up Boston, MA on Sunday night. There was the promise of historic matches, blood(less) feuds finally coming to their logical conclusions, and a Triple Main event that would ramp up in brutality as the night went on. In the end, HIAC felt like the company didn’t want to fully commit to any one conclusion, opting instead to have the event feel like a stopgap, using unsatisfying finishes to close out otherwise great match-ups. Continue reading Wrasslin’ State of Mined: Hell in a Cell Recap
Get It Right, Get It Tight
I know, it’s the most annoying broken record at the juke joint, but RAW really needs to trim that three-hour run time. I know that USA makes too much ad money with guaranteed viewing to go back to two hours, at least not now, but this past episode of Monday Night RAW, an episode leading into the Hell in a Cell PPV on Sunday, left me wondering just why in the hell did I want to watch that event more than anything else on TV this Sunday. If you’re trying to draw eyes away from the NFL, or The Walking Dead , reminding your audience that you’re just as likely to tread water when you should be doing your best Phelps impression is a good way to lose them. Continue reading Wrasslin’ State of Mined: RAW Wants to Be All Things, Ellsworth Does A Lil Too Much and TNA is in MORE Trouble (10.26.16)