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Elimination Chamber Predictions

Reblogged from RingRamblings:

Soooo, it's been a while. I was a bit busy with work and going back to school last semester and the blog unfortunately took a back seat to life. I am back, and hopefully not going anywhere anytime soon. So without further delay, Elimination Chamber Predictions! GO!

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I am the lamest wrestling fan, whose interest ebbs and flows with the tides, but it would be terrible of me to not acknowledge this bit of pop culture. Plus, my BFF writes it, so read it!

Wrasslin’ Live From Lowell

Last weekend, I had the opportunity to attend a WWE house show with my very best friend and platonic soul mate Erin. I intended to blog about it but was wrapped up in comics town, so got distracted. Fortunately, she blogged about it here.

Read it and like it. She’s got more intelligent things to say about wrestling than I ever will (though, I think I’m funnier). Stay tuned for my Crush of the Week!

Extreme Rules?

Wrestling is happening again tonight. This time, I’ve over at my buddy Erin’s place for the event. She is a huge, huge fan (you can check out her blog here) so this is promising to be a fun night. We (and by we, I mean she while  watched uselessly) made a nommy dinner of shepherd’s pie, I brought over a veggie tray made by my lady, and we settled in for some good ol’ fashioned wrassling.

Go get 'em, guy who will eventually go on to play the guy from the Super Mario Bros. Super Show!

The whole thing started with a live Youtube stream of the pre-show, featuring the Miz (who I’m vaguely familiar with because he likes comics) and Santino, a guy who power walks and has a weird little cobra sock he wrestles with. Meaning, he wears it while wrestling, not he wrestles it. Though, he might wrestle with it. Who am I to judge?

Santino power-walked around the ring immediately after the Miz proceeded to insult Chicago. Probably not a wise move, the Miz. I hope your tires don’t get slashed. With, like, the Cubs. Or whatever Chicago uses to slash tires.

As I’m not from Chicago, I found Santino’s sock puppet more insulting than the Miz’s remarks. After hitting each a couple of times, Santino won. Good for you! Bring sock puppet awareness to the masses! On the Youtube!

Afterwards, on the preshow Youtube extravaganza, a lady wearing a sports coat and a bra (good look. How do we make this acceptable in the workplace?) and some guy named Teddy spun a wheel to determine how extreme the match between The Big Show (guy who likes kids) and Cody Rhodes (some other guy) is going to be. And the determination was that the match will involve tables. Hooray tables for some reason!

Rawr!

Fireworks! Great! Now I know that it’s started!

The first official fight was between Kane, who I believe was also Felonious in Shrek, and Randy Orton. Apparently there’s some kind of father-beating history between them. Fortunately, judging by how wet they were, at least they showered before the match. Now we can be guaranteed a good, clean fight. ZING! (sorry, I couldn’t resist)

And it wasn’t a good, clean fight. Kane pulled a lead pipe out from the storage place for lead pipes (go ahead and figure that reference out, internet) which is under the ring. Both Randy and Kane have a history of not only beating up each other’s dads, but also of beating each other senseless with lead pipes.

On a side note, do wrestlers wear their names on their little shorts so that they don’t accidentally wear someone else’s? I mean, it totally makes sense. I wouldn’t want to accidentally put on someone else’s tiny shorts.

Is your name on those shorts? Give them back!

So far, my only understanding of extreme rules means that they don’t have to stay in the ring. As such, the men go for a stroll into the crowd. That’s it, boys, give them fans a show! Oh, the little Twitter note explained it. Falls count anywhere. So they’re taking advantage of the breathing room, I guess.

Out of nowhere, another wrestler (Zack Ryder) jumps into the fight! Since the fight went into the Extreme Rules viewing room for some reason. Plot point! A twist! Wrestling! Eventually, Randy Orton won but not before tearing apart the announcer’s table, hitting each other with chairs, and each one laying on each other lazily.

Disco ball! YAY! Midget dancing! I don’t watch enough wrestling!

Moral of the wrestling story: wearing fancy coats is integral to the process.

The next match was between Dolph Ziggler and Brodus Clay. Clay is the guy with the disco ball. I like him. This match is a little different. These guys can’t be out of the ring for very long. Clay is enormous and basically just threw Ziggler around like it was his job (and it is). Clay beat the hell out of Ziggler but that makes a lot of sense, considering how much larger than Ziggler he is.

They finally explained why the table match is a big deal: the only way to beat the opponent is to put him through a table. This is crazy, because the Big Show is so much larger than Cody Rhodes, it makes the Clay/Ziggler match look fair.

Big Show kept bringing tables into the ring. But to no avail. Big Show got knocked down into a table during his big demonstrative act. Irony! But then Big Show dropped Rhodes into any open table he could find. That was actual cringe-worthy TV.

Ahhhhh, and then it comes back to the 18 second match. Sheamus and Daniel Bryan get the biggest, craziest long reminder about that match. And Bryan’s hot little girlfriend got dumped in flashback. Sheamus has been having a rough time lately, because he hits referees sometimes. And now he and/or Bryan have the chance to redeem himself.

Dun dun dunnnnnnnnn!

This match promised to be long. The “extreme” rule for this fight is that the winner must win two of three pins. So Bryan will assuredly get more than 18 seconds. You think that was planned or anything? Noooooooooooo.

Sheamus won the first fall by disqualification. Bryan won the second by knocking Sheamus unconscious. And AJ, hot ex-girlfriend, was still nowhere to be seen. But then Sheamus woke up and kept wrestling. And then he won! Despite the oxygen loss that caused him to black out! And still no crazy ex-girlfriend! She lurked weirdly for no reason.

Rybak (bwah?) proceeded to abuse the hell out of some no-named schmucks who are probably really regretting today’s decision to get into the ring. Yikes.

And then it was on to the match of the century. CM Punk and Chris Jericho have this crazy rivalry, seeming to revolve around the fact that Punk doesn’t drink or drug. It seems to insult Jericho personally for some reason.

Apparently Jericho's coat runs on liquor and weed.

They are claiming to have a Chicago style street fight, which, from what I can tell, means using Kendo sticks and steel chairs while wearing jeans to mess each other up. Punk’s family was in the crowd so Jericho took the opportunity to try to humiliate the hometown hero in front of his kin. The result was a resounding slap in the face by Punk’s sister.

And thus the battle raged on. CM Punk took his shirt off, which signifies that he suddenly means business. And then Jericho poured beer all over a downed Punk. Jericho was celebrating humiliating his opponent when CM Punk rallied. Rally, Punk!

And he rallied with a fire extinguisher! A well-placed, convenient fire extinguisher! And the extreme rules for this match is there are no rules! Fire extinguishers are okay!

Remember, kids, fire extinguishers save lives!

After the longest wrestling match I’ve ever sat through, Punk won by using pretty much all of Jericho’s tricks against him. Whoa, wrestling. It was definitely obvious how these were going to end but what a ride to get there! It was actually kind of heartwarming to see Punk celebrate with his family.

Oh. And then ladies fought. Mmmmmm ladies. I think I need a lie down. Please enjoy this picture of a cute kitten during my intermission:

Look at the sweater!

Layla beat Nikki. And all was well in the world.

John Cena and Brock Lesnar was the last match of the night. Within seconds of the fight, Cena began to bleed like a crazy person! Gross! The whole match was pretty one-sided, with Lesnar just punishing Cena mercilessly. After knocking out one referee, another had to be brought in to finish the fight.

Against all odds, Cena turned that fight around! I wish I could even tell you how the hell that happened. It was frakin’ intense!

So, after a looooooong night of violence, I have to say that I’m grudgingly becoming a fan. While I don’t love the violence and pain, the pure entertainment of the back stories, the grudge matches, the change-up in ownership and that drama… just, wow.

Wow. After the Rock embarrassed Cena at Wrestlemania but he sure redeemed himself here. Cena’s speech at the end really sold me. Good for you, buddy. Do your thang.

Wrestlemania From Someone Who Doesn’t Get It

WARNING! IF YOU ARE HERE LOOKING FOR ANYTHING SERIOUS ABOUT WRESTLEMANIA, YOU ARE IN THE WRONG PLACE. I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT NOTHING ABOUT WRESTLING. BUT IT’S DAMN FUNNY TO WATCH.

I watched Wrestlemania for the first time in my life tonight. My roommate and best friend (two different people) are big fans so I’ve been hearing about it for weeks and weeks. I had to see what it was all about for myself.

My basic understanding of WWE wrestling is pretty low: big, oily, sweaty guys pick up and throw around other big, oily, sweaty guys. And there are elaborate stories that go along with each match, character, team, even company. Apparently. I don’t know much about any of it, so I’ve been getting some crash courses whenever I get together with Erin. I still don’t get it, per se, but when I went into it tonight, I at least had my bearings and even knew who some of the guys were.

It's mostly guys making this face, right?

The first major bout, the heavyweight championship between Sheamus (is the H in his name so that us dumb Americans can pronounce it correctly?) and Daniel Bryan was kind of a joke. It barely lasted 20 seconds. Seeing that for my first match was a little disappointing. Funny, but not terribly engaging.

I’m not live-blogging this, so I can’t remember the fights in order. Big Show (an enormous man who loves children in the most adorable way possible) fought Cody Rhodes. I don’t remember who won but seeing a little guy fight a bigger guy is always entertaining. The only thing better would have been midgets.

Fortunately, in the tag team fight, there was a midget. And that fight determined who owned wrestling? What? A bunch of guys beat up a different bunch of guys and their managers won the WWE. Huzzah!

I wish wrestlers wore outfits like this more.

Also, a big fence was dropped around the Undertaker (who’s still alive? And has no hair?) and Triple H. The Heartbreak Kid (I can’t remember his actual name) refereed and cried throughout. There were chairs and sledgehammers. And then the Undertaker won. He has a record of 20-0 Wrestlemania wins. Yay that guy!

The big match of the night (for Erin) was between CM Punk and Chris Jericho. My understanding of them is that one of them is a clone of the other and they are battling to prove who the original is. CM Punk won, so he must be the perfect specimen. Chris Jericho has a jacket that lights up, so you know. That.

The big match for everyone else was between John Cena and the Rock. Apparently they hate each other so this was a big deal. And after about a million minutes, the Rock won! And the crowd goes wild! Hooray wrestling!

Are you gonna kiss or what?

Basically, it’s pretty entertaining to watch. If you want to read a real blog about wrestling, you should check out Ring Ramblings but maybe if I start watching it more, I’ll have more informed commentary on it. In the meantime, my final thoughts are: if you’re going to make it exciting and lay on the ground, don’t every single one of you wait until 2 1/2 seconds, taps, whatever to get away. Make it believable, guys. C’mon.

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