A bit of the wrasslin' for the weekend.
COVID was a weird time for everyone. But it was ESPECIALLY weird for Pro Wrestling. On the plus side, we got some real gems out of it.
To celebrate that it's WrestleMania week, a reintroduction to the only sport I care about
Last of the month! I'm finally free from writing bylines!
Closing out the month with the Sport of Kings: Pro Wrestling.
Wishing you all, each and every one, a very happy Royal Rumble night.
The glorious, bewildering, stupid, glorious, bewilderingly stupid high point of WWE's COVID-era cinematic matches.
While I'm obviously happy that the COVID pandemic is winding down, part of me is a little disappointed that WWE is going back to live audiences, because it means we're going to get less creative lateral thinking that led to stuff like this.
As an addendum to the Randy Orton joke I made in yesterday's post I feel that an explanation of why that joke is funny may be in order for all of my readers who may not be Wrestling fans.
To quote Homer Simpson: "Brilliant. I have absolutely no idea what's going on."