4/11/18
Wrestlemania 34 Part II
Let's finish this bitch!
7) D-Bry and Shane/Owens and Zayn ~ We saw a controlled burst of Daniel Bryan's offense on Smackdown, but this was his first match in three years. Let me tell you, he went full-bore and it was obvious that he was having a fucking blast. I had a blast, too! It felt like watching a happy puppy playing in the snow. Slushy simile, but c'mon. This was feelgood wrestling.
8) Nia/Alexa For The Raw Women's Championship ~ Storytelling was paramount here. Honestly, I can't recall many moves or sequences from the contest (trying not to use "match" a billion times), but that wasn't the point. I did like the terse levity early on when both participants screamed simultaneously. Alexa's slasher-worthy shriek elicited audible laughter from those in attendance.
9) Styles/Nakamura For The WWE Championship ~ Oh, baby. This was the fight that I was looking forward to the most. It was...alright. Before I grill the meat, how about Nita Strauss jamming on Nakamura's entrance theme? She rocked it! Yes, I'm a fan. So the match brought intense action and a sick heel turn, but for whatever reason, I wasn't feelin' it. Things never went to that next level. I'm not explaining myself very well. One obstacle was the limitation on time (otherwise known as a "time limit"). Not the wrestlers' fault, but dude, it's fucking Wrestlemania. Why not let them go for a half-hour? Vince doesn't seem to understand the significance of a match's length. I'm a stickler for that shit. On the upside, we'll get more matches out of these two gentlemen. Bring it, I say!
10) Braun and Nicholas/The Bar ~ I can see the reasoning behind plunking a lighter scuffle in between your main events, but I'm not sure how I feel about brushing The Bar to the side and devalorizing the Raw tag titles. I'm conflicted. Hemming and hawing. Wishy AND washy. Hey, I'll ease off. Nicholas is a cute kid, and that's a memory that will never fade from his mental laundry.
11) Lesnar/Reigns For The WWE Universal Championship ~ Yeah, I didn't give a flapping fuck. The crowd tuned out almost immediately. No amount of blood (and it was actually too much) was going to change my mind. Overall, this was a gratifying PPV, so it's a shame that it had to end with a galumph.
I didn't cover the pre-show, but it was adequate. The women's battle royal was terrible, the cruiserweights were typical (I dug the gymnastics and Mustafa Ali's Max Moon-esque gear) and I missed the Andre the Giant battle royal, though I'm pleased with the results. Billy goats urinate on their own heads to smell more attractive to females. Bye!
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