RAW (April 3rd, 2023) – Only Doing This Out Of Personal Obligation

So for whatever it’s worth, I’m only watching this RAW show mostly out of personal obligation and not necessarily because I care enough about the product after the bummer ending at Mania 39. And even then, I’m not even bothering to watch the whole fucking show because, again, three hours of a nothing show is not something I have the patience to put up with. I had originally intended to do this in a five-point format because, you know, the RAW After Mania is usually when you have some great stuff.

As I blow through this show, I quickly realize that there is nothing to do this show that makes me hopeful for the future. It opens with Triple H alluding to the sale news and assuring fans that the WWE they loved was never going away. Unfortunately, then came the Cody/Roman interaction, which saw Cody cut the worst kind of promo in his situation, declaring Roman the better man, saying he almost had him beat, and then demanding a rematch… to which Roman said no. Cody then offered a tag match with himself and a partner vs. Roman and Solo. Heyman agreed on condition that the partner competed at Mania and can no longer challenge for the title.

Out come Brock Lesnar and everyone loses their collective shits. What a match to give the fans after a disappointing outcome to last night’s main event. I watch that angle play and the first thought that comes to mind is “Watch Brock Lesnar turn on Cody and beat this shit out of him while Roman walks away.”

Sure enough, Brock Lesnar turned on Cody Rhodes and beat the shit out of him while Roman walked away, presumably onto another long hiatus until he’s needed at the Saudi show. So not only has Cody pulled a Luger at Mania, but he doubles down by pulling a Sting turning his back on Lesnar’s Ric Flair. On top of that, Brock’s back to being a heel, which means eleventy-billion suplexes to put everyone into a collective coma before Cody mounts his little comeback and eventually loses again.

Welcome back, Cody. Hope you enjoy the rest of your stay chasing the 24/7 title when that gets brought back from the dead.

As far as the rest of the show, nothing else of note happened. Matt Riddle made his long awaited return and punched out Miz; sucks to be that guy this weekend. Seth Rollins came out and had people sing his crappy song. And the new tag team champs? They made short work of the Street Profits. So much for the WWE that I loved which produced actual compelling programming that made me want to watch more; now it’s the old WWE with hours of meandering content and horrible shit that goes nowhere.

And people wonder why I don’t watch the weekly shows anymore.

The Mania thoughts will pop up on Friday.

No More Wrestling For Me… For Now, At Least

Yeah, so the header pretty much says it all, doesn’t it?

Let’s get something out of the way right off the bat; I enjoyed Wrestlemania for the most part. I thought that Saturday had the far stronger showing and the right main event with the right ending to provide a satisfying pay off to something that has been built up for a long while. However, while Night 1 showed that WWE was more than capable of paying off their storylines in satisfying fashion, Night 2 seemed to confirm that no matter how much of a good thing they got going, they are invariably going to find a way to fuck it up. I’m reserving any further thoughts for this Friday’s Ramblemania 39 musings and you’d better believe that I have quite a bit to say, especially in regards to the main events of both nights.

Beyond that, however, I’m taking a break from watching wrestling.

Listen, I’ll be honest. I haven’t been feeling it as of yet. The AEW side of things has been somewhat stagnant, no mater how many “important announcements” Tony Khan pulls out of his ass to announce the latest WWE job guy that he signed to a new deal, will push for a couple weeks on Dynamite before being relegated to Dark or Elevation at best and sitting at home at most. Dude, unless your important announcement is the return of MIRO and having him kill MJF for the World title, anything you say is blowing smoke out of your ass. At this point, you’re starting to sound like Dixie Carter, who had the habit of hyping every announcement as something that could change the face of wrestling forever, only to learn that they painted the walls of the washrooms in the Impact Zone.

And then there’s this Endeavor deal to acquire WWE and merge it with UFC to become this super duper combat sports entertainment super giant. When the best thing you can say about the deal is that “it’s better than the Saudis buying it…” I don’t know; maybe this’ll be a good thing, maybe it won’t. All I know is that regardless of who’s owning it or who’s running the creative, the same old creaky habits are still prevalent in the creative process and I’m just about done give them umpteenth chances. It’s been a fun ride, but I’m getting off and I don’t know when I’ll be back.

So here’s the deal; I’ve got one PPV musings this coming Wednesday, then the Ramblemania. And then we forgo any and all wrestling talk for the next couple months unless something significant happens. I have no problem filling the void with something else in the interim.

Later.

OG Pinky To Write New Power Rangers Comic

Source: https://variety.com/2023/tv/news/amy-jo-johnson-power-rangers-comic-series-1235569122/

For the TLDR crowd, Amy Jo Johnson is writing a Power Rangers comic book due next year. And also, her not doing the reunion has nothing to do with money. Strangely, she didn’t mention anything about beeswax.

Well, she might not be doing the special, but she’s there in spirit.