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Wrestlemania 22 - Big Time
It’s taken me two weeks to actually watch
Wrestlemania 22. That’s how excited I was about the line up and the show.
I really did intend to watch it before I knew what happened but
circumstances and a total lack of interest prevented me from doing so. I
lasted a week before succumbing to temptation and listening to Bryan and
Vinny’s recap of the show. Now I’ve finally watched it and even fast
forwarding through stuff I knew I really didn’t want to waste my life
watching it still took a couple of bank holiday afternoon hours. Here are
some notes, queries and observations. Normally I'd do ten but this is
Wrestlemania, baby, and everything is bigger at Wrestlemania.
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Money in the
Bank was the first match which had any appeal. The six men involved were
perhaps the oddest sextet ever to participate in a single contest. You
had aged veterans Flair and Finlay (whodathunk we’d see Fit Finlay – who
was bouncing around for Big Daddy twenty years ago – grace a
Wrestlemania?), pure athletic phenomena Lashley and Benjamin, and risk
taking daredevils Hardy and eventual winner Van Dam. The most amazing
spot of the night saw Benjamin land at the top of a ladder having jumped
from an unspecified place. I know that sounds vague – there was no
replay so all we know is that there was a ladder and suddenly there was
Shelton Benjamin standing on it. He didn’t climb it, he probably didn’t
teleport so he must’ve flown.
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The ladder
match was hampered slightly by there being three "hardcore" matches on
the show – this one, Michaels vs McMahon and Foley vs Edge. So they were
limited in what spots they were allowed to do. This, of course, was a
good thing as a couple of high spots in each match meant a hell of a lot
more than six high spots in one match which all blurred together.
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I wonder if
I’ll ever not cry when they pay tribute to Eddie Guerrero. They brought
out the Hall of Fame inductees and when Vicki Guerrero and Chavo Jr came
out I found myself crying as usual.
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The Edge vs
Foley match was one of those which had been diluted by a build up which
was both weak and gave too much away. It is bad enough that they don’t
make you interested in seeing the two men fight, it is worse when they
put so many violent spots on free TV that even those excited by the
angles have already had their appetite sated. But they booked the match
smartly and, whether by instruction from on high or not, they limited
themselves to high spots that no one else would want to do. They used
thumb tacks and they used fire. Both got huge pops, both achieved their
goals and both are relatively safe in skilled hands.
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There is
something about evil, nasty, slutty Lita to which I am embarrassed to
say I am drawn.
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There is
literally no upside to the Boogeyman. The crowd was quiet for him (and
this was a hot crowd), he’s injury prone, he cannot do anything in the
ring, his character can only work against strong heels who can do comedy
and who have female sidekicks, and sooner or later the people who like
him in an ironic way are going to realise he’s basically Papa Shango
2006 and he’s one of the most frequently cited examples of undiluted
Wrestlecrap in history. Booker T tried to make Boogeyman look good but
if you might as well give him a loaf of bread and a tin of sardines and
ask him to feed the crowd.
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Trish and
Mickie had a heck of a match. The main points to note are (a) that the
audience suddenly decided – for no reason at all – that they loved
Mickie the lesbian and hated Trish the babyface, (b) Mickie has the best
thighs in the business, (c) Mickie can actually work old-school as she
worked over Trish’s injured leg for several minutes, (d) who will ever
forget the spot where Trish has hold of Mickie and Mickie gets out of it
by grabbing Trish’s crotch, holding on for as long as she can and then
licking her hand? Who cares if the finish was absolutely and utterly
botched? At least no one nearly died (unlike when Brock Lesnar botched
his finish a few years ago). And I for one like the photos which have
surfaced online of Mickie James’s "adult" past.
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The Undertaker,
unless in the ring with Kurt Angle, is basically a ring entrance and a
couple of old spots these days. But now even his ring entrance annoys
me. Why did someone have the brilliant idea to add fire to it? Not only
do Kane and Booker T already use fire in their entrances but it also
totally ruins the whole blue light effect. The Undertaker is meant to be
a dark character. That’s why he dresses in black, has slow music, all
the gothic trimmings and is lit in blue and purple. So adding fire just
ruins all that. An inexplicable production mistake by WWE and one which
they’ve been making for a while now.
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I know every
review everywhere has mentioned this but Vince McMahon leading his
family in prayer was one of the most bizarrely funny things I’ve seen on
TV. "GOD" he barked by way of an opening, "you’ve never liked me and
I’ve never liked you."
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The story of
his match with Shawn Michaels was that Shawn beat the hell out of him
and kept refusing to take the win, preferring to lay ever more of a
beating on Vince. Vince, being the toughest man alive because it’s his
ball and no one else can play unless he says so, took this inhuman
beating and still had enough left to flip Shawn the finger as he was
being wheeled out. This match had the big ladder spots for those keeping
tabs on the hardcore spots in each encounter.
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It is still
weird to remember that this match was basically revenge for Montreal but
with Shawn Michaels of all people playing the role of Bret Hart.
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The only bit of
the three way Smackdown title match which didn’t make any sense was
Rey’s entrance. It always sounds like a great idea to have a live band
play an entrance theme and yet it never works. Rey actually shot up
through the floor, walked back stage again, climbed up to where POD were
playing, saluted the crowd, walked back stage AGAIN, before finally
emerging back in the entrance way in full Aztec regalia. Everyone hated
the band and so Rey got no reaction for any of his appearances.
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The Chicago
crowd was first acknowledged as being a bit odd during the women’s
match. They did the "this is the WWE – people can cheer for who they
want to" speech then and were doing it again here as the Chi Town fans
booed Rey whenever he was in with Kurt Angle. Thank goodness they didn’t
have Rey beating Angle for the win or his big title win would’ve been
ruined by a hostile crowd. They got ten minutes – that shows what the
Smackdown title means. Also, the fact that I call it the Smackdown title
because I can’t remember its real name.
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Next came an
attempt (which failed) to make Cena the babyface. He sat, all alone,
preparing for his title match while Triple H was being tended to by an
army of assistants. Triple H – a decade on from being the American Blue
Blood with a monied past and privileged up bringing – has now regained
his pampered heritage in a vain effort to make Cena appeal to the
working class demographic.
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So they follow
that with HHH coming up through the stage, on a throne, dressed as Conan
the Barbarian, backed by a new theme from Motorhead. HHH being twice as
good as everyone else now has two theme tunes and just sat there while
Lemmy belted out his first, springing to life only when the second
started. People wonder why HHH is so big at the moment. It is obviously
because he needs to bulk up so he’ll be able to fit all his nicknames
onto a single t-shirt. Oh and the iron cross motif has got way out of
hand.
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Then the drugs
really kicked in. We were expecting John Cena but instead got a two
minute film about the Great Depression. It explained that the economy
crashed, everyone was broke except politicians and the rich, and the
only people with enough guts to stand up and work their way out of
poverty were that fine body of men lead by Al Capone. Yes – the
gangsters are now babyfaces in WWE land. Out came a 1920s car filled
with men carrying machine guns. They surrounded the ring and out came
Cena. He fired a few blanks into the air but failed to drown out the
boos. What a hip hop kid with a fan-support problem has to do with Al
Capone I don’t know but it was still less silly that seeing HHH in a fur
loin cloth and plastic crown.
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Cena being
booed isn’t necessarily a bad thing. He’s still hugely popular with the
merchandise buying public and it ensures his matches have a lot of heat.
As we entered the final stretch the crowd was going into business for
themselves and were red hot for everything. Cena doesn’t get the "go
away – we don’t like you" boos that Jeff Jarrett gets. People like
booing Cena. They like cheering him, booing him, supporting him, hating
him, seeing him win, seeing him lose – they like being part of the Cena
phenomenon. They feel empowered because they can go with the flow, they
can go against the flow, they can go against the people going against
the flow and they can go against the people who go against the people
who… et cetera. Would it be better if everyone loved Cena? Not really –
he’s too limited to sustain that kind of support. The unique
relationship he has with the audience might almost be the Big Thing the
WWE are looking for to carry them into the next boom period.
So was it a good show? Yes I think it was.
The company is still in the hands of a mad man and the old guard at the
top will still prevent anyone new from getting to that level and there are
still people who think the Tim White suicide videos are funny and their
main plan for next year’s Wrestlemania is Hulk Hogan vs Steve Austin but
on this night they exceeded expectations. The next task is to exceed
expectations when those expectations aren’t really low.
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