Where’s My FREAKING Revolution: Wrestlemania 34

I don’t really know what to say about the show because it was so very different from the Royal Rumble. While the Rumble started my year out with such high hopes, Wrestlemania failed to capitalize on that. It isn’t even that I would say what transpired in New Orleans was bad, because on the whole it wasn’t. But almost worse than that is how, outside of two or three moments, it was forgettable. Continue reading Where’s My FREAKING Revolution: Wrestlemania 34

Nia Jax, Alexa Bliss and My Own Inevitable Heel Turn

I like the current feud between Alexa Bliss and Nia Jax.

I know this is not the popular opinion. Well, not popular in the circles I tend to be part of. But the point of my writing isn’t to carry out some kind of specific group agenda. It is to be honest about my own opinions and feelings, and I can’t feel like I’m really doing that unless I speak up with an opinion that might not sit well with my regular readers.

You might consider this my heel turn. I’m poised behind you with a steel chair ready to strike and afterwards you’ll wonder how I could ever do such a thing. I’ll try to make your trip through the barbershop window as comfortable as possible. Here are my responses to the criticisms of the build towards Alexa Bliss and Nia Jax at Wrestlemania.

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Where’s My FREAKING Revolution: *Gestures Wildly At the Wrestlemania Sign*

There was a point at the end of every college party I attended in my junior and senior years when we’d reached the dregs of the liquor. There was nothing left but a few shots of the good stuff and some half-finished mixers, but nothing that actually went together, and this one bottle of Goldschläger we just could not get rid of. That was the point where we’d resort to just throwing random things together in hopes it would be drinkable.

That’s sort of what the build to Fastlane felt like, especially with regards to the women’s matches. One of those matches was even a semi-random tag match that was announced on Twitter only days before the show. With that total lack of build and what felt like haphazard at best booking for the title match, there was every reason to expect Fastlane would be like our cocktail experiments: good elements combined in a terrible way.

But Fastlane was one of those combinations that managed to work out.

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Where’s My FREAKING Revolution: Elimination Chamber or HOORAY FOR BULLIES!

I can’t say Elimination Chamber was a bad show. The last Raw solo show gave us the first ever Women’s Elimination Chamber match. It also provided a great match-up between Asuka and Nia Jax, a rematch from NXT that resulted in proving just how much Nia has grown as a worker and a performer since then. I also can’t say Elimination Chamber was a good … Continue reading Where’s My FREAKING Revolution: Elimination Chamber or HOORAY FOR BULLIES!