Well, it’s another year, another Royal Rumble.
Fuck.
Let’s get this over with.
Well, it’s another year, another Royal Rumble.
Fuck.
Let’s get this over with.
For the third year in a row, WWE started off the PPV season with their New Year’s Revolution show, emanating from Kansas City of all places. Certainly, after the first two PPVs failed to make waves, the third time HAS to be a charm, right?
Right?
Last year, WWE debuted a new PPV to the calendar; New Year’s Revolution, which was the first WWE PPV held in Puerto Rico. A year later, WWE would hold their second annual New Year’s Revolution in the exotic land of… Albany, New York. Well, it certainly is exotic.
Fun fact: I have never watched this PPV before. I have seen a couple matches from it by virtue of DVD compilations and such, but never the full show.
So let’s dive back to 2005… which began with WWE needing to crown a new World Champion on their RAW brand… except they really didn’t because… well, we’ll get into the background in the actual musings, but with WWE’s New Year’s Day PPV having come and gone, I figured it’d be a good time to revisit their brief run of PPVs that weren’t the Royal Rumble.
I’ve already talked about this show years ago and I’ve provided the above link for the sake of context and comparison.
The first New Year’s Revolution emanated from Puerto Rico, which marks the first time WWE held a PPV in that country. You’d figure that would be a neat annual tradition to hold a PPV there every year, but the following year’s edition would be held in some random American city. Oh well.
And so here we are. A new year is here and who better to kick off the year with a bang than WWE with their New Year’s Day PPV?
Allegedly the brainchild of CEO Nick Khan – responsible for such wonderful WWE moments such as Miz getting eaten by zombies, Vince McMahon’s egg stolen by Austin Theory, as well as the near hundred releases due to “budget cuts” during their most profitable months ever – the idea is for WWE to hold a PPV on New Year’s Day going forward.
But before we get that far, let’s check out this show first, which is billed as a “premium” live event instead of a PPV. Yeah… “premium.” Whatever you say, pal.
I could have added a more flattering picture of Cold Ronda, but that’d be an impossible task.
Welp… so, here we are. From October 2018, the WWE’s first and (thus far) only all-women PPV featuring women’s matches and such.
So here’s the deal; 2018 was the year WWE started doing shows in Saudi Arabia, beginning with the Oil Rumble early on. People were upset because, among other things we won’t get into here, women weren’t allowed to compete in the country. So in what was clearly a carefully-planned public relations move to try and curtail any negative press from those Saudi shows, WWE concocted this all-women Evolution show to try and get people talking. Apparently, it was a success – or so people say – but beyond this one show, there was never another Evolution show… probably because the Saudis eventually allowed WWE to have one women’s match on their WWE Blood Money shows.
Or maybe it’s because of someone else… I don’t know. I might be giving it away.
Anyway, I don’t know why they didn’t do another show. I could venture guess and assume they’re waiting for Cold Ronda to come back from hibernation before they hold another one because she’s the real draw… next to Charlotte, of course. Honestly, there are a lot of ideas that they’ve tried with the Network that seemed good on paper and even partly in execution, but were promptly forgotten about and discarded as such. But I can’t help but feel a bit cynical about this show and the circumstances that led to its one outing. As much as as the women praised the event and wanted another one, the belief that this was a purely PR-driven move and not something that was thought up with any genuine interest had kept me from giving this the time of day.
Years have passed and, for better or worse, I decided to give this a shot and see if it was really as good as people made it out to be. Partly because of the bad taste left by that match from that TNA show last week, partly because of the NWA women’s show coming, and also partly because of the possible rumor that Queen Of The Ring will happen and have some presence at the next Blood Money event in Saudi Arabia. So, hey, why not?
And no, I will NEVER watch any of the Blood Money PPVs. Only reason I saw the first one because I was bed-ridden and didn’t have the clicker. All the rest can go fly a kite for all I care.
So I saw the Money In The Bank PPV… the first WWE PPV in a good long while to have a full capacity crowd… and while the crowd made the show more exciting and tolerable to a certain extent, it didn’t change the fact that at the end of the day, this was a WWE show, where you can expect some great wrestling matches to go along with some questionable booking and even more questionable production choices.
As a precautionary measure, I sampled the Smackdown show and wasn’t all that impressed. Started with a strong tag match, but then slowly became another WWE show. Fortunately, Money In The Bank proved a much better show, though nowhere near the level of some of the recent AEW efforts or even some of the true exceptional WWF shows of the past, but indeed a step above the Thunderdome stuff and certainly better than those empty Performance Center shows which are just SAD to watch.
A large part of it is production; the computer graphics that they apply look cheap and horrid, the camerawork is still somewhat poor, as is the constant cutting. And the brand new set – the one that Stephanie McMahon claimed would freshen up the show – is just a giant video screen. Nothing special or elaborate about it – it’s just a bigger screen and feels like every other lazily put together WWE setpiece of the past two decades.
And of course… the booking.
I hadn’t planned on watching this show. I had better things to do. Walk my dog, scratch my balls, that sort of thing.
But when friends of mine (who shall no longer be called friends after this night) told me to give the show a watch, I couldn’t help but be curious as to what was so special about this show… actually, that’s a lie. I knew about the thing that made this show the talk of the town. I knew about it since the show aired. I heard it on F4W. I heard it on Scott Keith’s blog. The Youtubes made their thoughts known. I figured, “Yeah. Not wasting my time.”
Those buddies I mentioned? They mentioned that thing didn’t last long and the show was, for the most part, excellent. After seeing the show, I don’t know if I would go that far, but it was certainly a show that is… probably only going to be known for one thing… anyhoo, onwards.
This is spur of the moment stuff… and yes, I’m using the new Blogger gimmick as the old (good) Legacy version has been excised for good. And I am none too happy about it. But speaking of old, AEW recently celebrated 30 years of Chris Jericho and it was a good show that was dominated by CODY. So instead of writing about that, we’re going to muse about that one WWF PPV where Chris Jericho beat The Rock and Stone Cold Steve Austin on the same night and was eventually made to look like a total jabroni, afterwards.
It is Vengeance 2001… named as such because we couldn’t use Armageddon since 9/11 was a thing fresh in everyone’s mind. The main story is the unification of the WWF and WCW World titles, even though they just called it the “World title” because WCW was no longer a thing, as this was a month removed from the end of that awful Invasion storyline.
Let’s get to it…
So last month, you had Survivor Series ’97. The big screwjob in Montreal that saw Shawn Michaels win the WWF Championship in controversial fashion and resulted in Bret Hart getting a less than regal exit from the promotion. We’ve covered that show here.
The following month, you’ve got the 1998 Royal Rumble, with the Rumble match itself being won by Stone Cold Steve Austin as the first step in his ascent to the top of the WWF mountain, while Shawn Michaels would retain the WWF title over the Undertaker thanks to Kane’s interference. This match is also where Shawn would hurt his back, forcing him to retire for four years and miss out on the WWF’s most profitable period at that time. We’ve also covered that show here.
In between both those shows, we have this In Your House: D-Generation X PPV to close out 1997. Because if the nWo had their own PPV, then surely DX deserved one too. They were the new hotness afterall.
Sadly, much like the nWo PPV, the DX IYH kinda sucks. Not only that, but it’s not exactly a memorable show, either. nWo Souled Out felt different and unique; this was the usual bad WWF show that I would’ve expected from the bad ol’ Diesel days… hey, maybe there’s a correlation.
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