SmackDown Rant Archive (June 2006)
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Welcome once again, my faithful
followers, to the newest Smackdown recap! And this week
I have more guesty goodness for you all, as TWF never
fails to deliver! (Ask Sean, he insists it’s Paypal’s
fault that I don’t have my DVD yet). So let’s get on
with it shall we?
Joe
Merrick is NOT AN ANIMAL. So enough of the Elephant man
business, and more about what he is: winner of the 2005
Satire Search, after defeating literally DOZENS of
hopefuls to become TWF's top British writer. He also
hunts emos for sport.
Welcome, friends, foes, and wannabe
Joes. This week we shall see the continuation of Rey’s
shitty title run, black on black violence with Booker
and Lashley, and perhaps the THRILLING conclusion to
Vita’s cross dressing habits, because as we all know,
WWE sucks.
Anywho, Regal is out first of all to
remind us what happened last week. Man, it’d be great if
they did it like DragonBall Z (Which I do NOT watch,
stfu):
*Cut to*
“Last time, on WWE SMACKDOWN! Bobba
Lashley was challenged by the dreaded King Bookerugon to
a fight to the death!”
Booker: *Sweats, growls, throbs*
Now, Lashley, feel the wrath of my CANOODIGGISUCKA
RAY!!
“Can Lashley defeat the evil King
and go on to find the elusive balls? (That he lost due
to steroids)”
*Cut back*
Lamely awesome. Anyways, he
introduces Booker so we can all ‘hail’ him and stuff.
However, Lashley runs out from the crowd and jumps
WIlliam (“Ooh Regal…I DISAGREE!”)
Referees and those mysterious officials come out
to break it up. Seriously, what are those ‘officials’
supposed to be “officialling”…at? Do they just hire guys
to wear suits and run out to the ring to get knocked
over by wrestlers? The job description must be pretty
thin. Anyway, Lashley vs. Regal is announced by Long,
the stip being that if Lashley wins, he faces Booker.
Cool.
Anyway, the big buzz tonight is
whether Rey Mysterio will be recruited by Paul Heyman.
Personally, I’m not bothered either way unless Rey is
made to use his old style in ECW, in which case I’ll
embrace him again.
Psicosis (w/ Super Crazy) vs. Brian
Kendrick (w/ Paul London)
The usual start, which is then
followed by some creative rollups and lots of pin
attempts. You know, watching WWE pretend it has a tag
division is like watching a retarded kid act like he’s
fighting evil with a pan on his head. Or something. Hey,
you want clever analogies, go read James’ stuff. No, no
WAIT! Damn it. Ah well I can say what I like now that no
one is reading. Hey, you know what I hate about
Canadians? They [CENSORED] the hell out of [CENSORED]
and the worst thing is, they insist on doing that weird
[CENSORED] thing. You know where they hold [CENSORED] up
to their mouth and play [CENSORED] with it? Fucking
weird, man. Oh, Psicosis wins after a mawd-I-fahd
belly-to-belly from the top rope for three. Very nice
finish, actually.
What did I gain from this match? –
[CENSORED]
Post match, Khali comes out and
destroys all four of the poor little guys. Perhaps he
thinks that by defeating cruiserweights their downfalls
will bestow the power of FREAKING MOBILITY upon him. No
dice, you ugly fuck.
Kristal is interviewing
Finlay….again. She asks him about his leprechaun but he
covers her mouth (Thank the Irish Gods) and pretends she
was asking about Rey, to which he simply replies he
doesn’t care if he goes or not…in fact he adds that ‘he
doesn’t care if Rey’s head was used for a ball in the
World Cup’. Kaaay.
Backstage, some of the cruisers
including Helms and Kash want to know where Nunzio
stands in relation to ECW. Just then Vito walks in in a
dress and I suddenly see the genius behind it. I reckon
Vito must have realised the only way he’s gonna keep a
job is if Vince thinks he’s a diva, so there you go.Vito
then challenges Nunzio to a match, to prove he’s the
toughest man even in a dress. Aim high, man. Aim
high.
Vita w/ dress vs. Nunzio
Well, apparently FBI now stands for
Female B-….Feminine Body…
…..
…ok fine I can’t think of anything.
Pretty much the same mindset of the creative team it
seems, as Vita actually defeats Nunzio. As for the
match, it was alright. Mainly brawling and manhandling
of Nunzio going on, but Vito wins with a modified
spinning DDT. Nothing to get your panties in a twist
about. EH?! EH, Vito?! I made a funny! Hey! Kill me
please!
What did I gain from this match? – I
honestly think this, coupled with Regal’s wench thing,
that this is Vince’s subtle way of telling us what he
gets up to in the weekends. Either that, or Linda is
really a man. (as if we didn’t know, dude)
Up next is the big stip match
Lashley vs. William Regal
It may be worth mentioning here that
Lashley already has a squash victory over Regal. Why is
it worth mentioning? BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT CONTINUITY
DAMN IT. Anyways, Booker and the Vanilla Ice Queen (I
know Vanilla Ice isn’t black but damn it this is smart
for me) are observing from the stage. Gotta say, I’m
liking Booker in this role. As for the match, not bad.
Regal starts off by attacking from behind and soon gains
control. Soon, though, Lashley gets the Big Boot in
there and a couple of belly-to-bellies. It ends up with
Lashley on the outside, and as Regal tries to use a
chair, Lashley CHUCKS THE SPEAR! Lashley then continues
the monster thang by getting Regal ANNIHILATED via a
VICIOUS….count out. Oh.
What did I gain from this match? –
Man, I wouldn’t want to mess with that Lashley dude. Who
knows, I might end up staying in a particular area for
more than 10 seconds! FUCK ME a fate worse than death,
that is.
Oooh and here’s a bikini contest. I
wonder how this will end? A catfight? A shitty promo?
The possibilities are limited!
Smackdown Bikini Contest – Jillian,
Kristal, Ashley and Michelle McCool
McCool refuses to take her clothes
off because of…how the media portrays teachers? Huh?
Yes, Michelle, stripping clothes off ALWAYS reminds me
of doing math, mmhmm. Well, spose in some cases it would
lead to ‘multiplication’, eh? Eh? Aah I’m funny. Anyway,
Ashley wins, just cos.
What did I gain from this contest? –
Hey, Vince, guess what! I got the Playboy channel!
Lookie me! I’m watching girls do stuff that is actually
sexy! What are the odds!
Oh lord, here we go:
Mark Henry vs. Yet Another Jobber –
Like you cared Match
Yaknow recently a couple of my
friends have said they don’t mind and in fact, kind of
like Henry. Let’s set a couple of things straight shall
we. Forgetting the whole ‘never been majorly over in 10
FUCKING YEARS’ thing, discounting the ‘never been good
enough for Main Event status’ element, ignoring the ‘is
a talentless, forgettable, boring, irritating, unsightly
waste of shit’ thing, let’s just look at how he’s being
booked. The guy hasn’t won over any good established
superstars CLEANLY. He won Angle and Benoit via
count-out, and only gets squash victories over jobbers
or guys like Burchill. You know what this means? It
means WWE KNOWS how fucking shitty he is, and wouldn’t
want to risk the HUGE uproar if he were to cleanly win
over anyone GOOD. So considering that even WWE
recognises how really fucked up he is (And let’s be
honest, he’s getting pushed because he’s big, plain and
simple) then NO ONE should even DARE suggest the man
deserves to be in a ring.
And by the way, Henry wins via his
stupid shitty slam because you really fucking cared.
Then he makes a promo (or as I like to call it, Large
Fat Black Guy Wobbling his Jowels) about how Batista is
making a mistake coming back. He ends up getting injured
by your fat clumsy ass again then yeah, asshole.
What did I gain from this match? – A
BURST FUCKING BLOOD VESSEL.
Mr Kennedy is back! Happy day! He
comes out and does his usual intro, and gets some decent
reactions. Awesome.
Ken Kennedy vs. Scotty Too Hotty aka
I only have a job because of my finisher
Kennedy starts things off by jumping
Scotty from behind, but Scotty soon gets an advantage.
Although in this situation it’s slightly akin to a fish
getting a headstart away from a shark. HE GON’
GEDDIT!
Kennedy comes back though with a
shot and hits a nice Russian Legsweep, and ends up
getting the three after a “Kenton Bomb”. Awesome.
What did I gain from this match? –
Is it lonely back there in the 90’s, Scotty?
Interesting segment next, as Michael
Cole is in the ring going on about how he’s heard
rumours of Heyman trying to get Rey to jump to ECW. He
says he wants Heyman to set the record straight, but
Tazz interrupts and announces that as much fun as he has
had at WWE, he’s done and is ready to go to ECW. He then
walks out, and greets Heyman with a hug. Interesting.
Looks like Cole is left on his own to go on about
Carnivores. Maybe he should call wildlife? ‘The lioness
takes down the zebra with one strike! What a
man-oo-vur!’
Ahem. Mysterio is then out and tells
Heyman that he appreciates what ECW did for Rey’s career
in the
Finlay vs. Rey Mysterio
Guiness vs. Tequila! There, obvious
racial slur is out of the way. Nice match here, with a
very interesting finish that sees a certain Arab
returning to distract Rey! That’s right!
ALLEEEYEEEAAAHLEEEYEA HA fooled ya. Actually, Sabu is
here and he distracts Rey, allowing Finlay to hit the
Emerald Fusion (after clobbering Rey with his
stick….nyeheheh) for the pin.
What did I gain from this match? –
ah yes, the Hardcore Revolution begins here, with DEADLY
POSES to distract our victims into their DOOM.
Post match, Sabu sets up Rey on the
table outside for a HUGE Leg drop through it! Awesome.
You know what I find hilarious though, is that all the
douchebags from RAW give up their time to save Cena, but
no fucker comes out to help Rey. Not even Funaki,
man.
Show goes off the air.
What pleased me? – Ah, Sabu.
Just, Sabu, I love him. Nuff sed. Oh, wait, Kennedy
returning was AWESOME as far as I’m concerned. I predict
big things for him.
What pissed me off? – to be
honest it wasn’t the worst, but it’s still kind of dull.
I’m honestly not sure if that’s worse than OMFG TERRIBLE
but still, meh.
That’s it for this week, buckaroos
and schmuckeroos, I’ll be back, as ever, with more LSDy
goodness for all you junkies out there! Ta-bye!
Joe
Merrick is NOT AN ANIMAL. So enough of the Elephant man
business, and more about what he is: winner of the 2005
Satire Search, after defeating literally DOZENS of
hopefuls to become TWF's top British writer. He also
hunts emos for sport.
Holee-sheeeit. It’s the Remster
here, filling in for Joe this week because I owed him
one. But truthfully, the chance to recap a WWE show was
too much to pass up. And just because I love TNA, don’t
expect me to show a dramatic amount of favouritism. But
a little bit is guaranteed, heh. I promise to give my
unique perspective on this God awful and shitty product
with ZERO bias. *wink wink*
Oh, and
for those who missed it, the official return of DX can
be found on WWE.com, during a fucking PRESS CONFERENCE.
Wow, way to build an angle up to an appropriate and
satisfactory conclusion, WWE. Just imagine if Frodo had
thrown the ring into the lava somewhere in The Two Towers, but they kept on
plugging away like Return of the
King was something special.
But, on
to the Smackdown Recap!
JBL is
out to start the show. Claims he’s “Mr. Ratings” (I
think our good friends at Nielsen might have a different
opinion) as he takes his announcer spot at ringside. And
we are off to our first match.
Rey
Mysterio vs. Gregory Helms:
Lots of
potential in this match … if it occurred at a TNA
taping. Hehe, okay, I couldn’t resist. I promised Sean
I’d be fair. My promises are worth jack shit, but in
this case I’m cool with it because of … integrity? Okay,
who sold their soul for THAT to happen? I know it wasn’t
me, because I traded it to lose my virginity already.
Rey
looks to be the underdog once again, even against Helms.
It is nice to see a champ who can put almost anyone
over, I’ll give Rey that much. Even if it is for all the
wrong reasons. Eventually the “Eddie” chants begin, you
know, to show support for Rey. Now, can’t say I’ve
weighed in on this issue to date, but isn’t that like
saying “McDonald’s is great so you should definitely go
eat at Wendy’s!”? Vince MUST have a vagina with that
kind of logic.
It’s odd
that I should feel bad for both participants in a match.
Rey sold like crazy for the most part, but Helms
eventually lost to the 619 and a weak-looking dropping
of the dime. So they both kinda look like shit at the
end, even though they had a very good match. No crazy
spots to report, but being candid, that’s never been
WWE’s forte. The important stuff:
-Rey
wins -JBL
mocks Rey on commentary
What did
I gain from this match? Herpes. Of the SOUL. Okay, I
know that’s way too harsh, I just wanted to make that
joke.
Mexicools vs. Khali is set up for
later.
Booker T
is coming to the ring now. He’s got Biblical revisions
to make, and at least ONE queen who deserves to have her
head roll. Very long entrance here. If this were TNA,
there would be at least two commercial breaks during
Booker’s walk down the ramp.
Lashley
comes down after Booker, but ends up getting jumped by
Regal and Finlay, with Booker jumping in as well for the
beat-down. Matt Hardy and Gunner Scott make the save.
Backstage Segment
After a
commercial we go backstage to see Lashley getting his
knee iced. He was hit by Finlay with his
ALAYALAYEEEEHAYAHAYAYAAAAA. You know, his Muhammad
Hassan sounding thing. Didn’t Joe make that joke
already? Probably.
Ken
Kennedy is out to the ring now, yay! And after saying
his name, which constitutes a Kennedy promo, it’s …
Jobber vs. Kennedy:
Jobber?
Isn’t that like a “worker?” Which is another word for
Communist! Watch out buddy, no way you’re putting your
nukes in
Kennedy
wins with a neckbreaker, nothing special, although it is
great to have Ken back.
What did
I gain from this match? Good God Kevin Costner fucking
blows.
Backstage Segment
Mexicools chat backstage. Not all is
well in Mexicoland, however, and dissension may be
present. Dissension vs Jesus (Hey Zeus) to take place at
Vengeance.
Batista
returns in 21 days. Now where is my fucking Christmas
Calendar to count down to that? Just imagine that
Batista chocolate on the final day. Ha, I bet it would
look too much like Lashley if it was made of chocolate,
and too much like Lesnar if it was white chocolate. Poor
Batista. He’s the poor man’s … Batista.
Sylvan
vignette is shown. He’s now apparently a travel rep for
Mexicools vs. Khali:
What did
I gain from this match? PISS BREAK! That and JBL takes
more airtime to rant on illegal aliens. If this was the
Sci-Fi network he’d be chastised for saying that, and
zombies would immediately take their place.. Ok, wrong
aliens. Whatever.
Anyway,
Khali wins by chokeslamming and pinning Super Crazy
after Psicosis walks out on him. I win by relieving my
bladder. And Vince wins by insider trading, or else he’d
be one broke ass motherfucker.
They
recap some bikini contest. But really, this recap is
useless to you there. The only good thing that could
have possibly come of this is the footage that went with
it. Okay, okay, fine. GIRLS IN BIKINIS. (Sean, can you
link this to some girls in bikinis? Heh) Happy now?
Gunner Scott and
Matt Hardy vs. Finlay and William Regal:
We’ve got tag action,
coming up. All four of these guys can wrestle a damn
good match, no doubt about that, so here we go. And for
a special treat, our boss, Sean Carless is going to
cover this match!
I still
can’t get used to this “Gunner” Scott business. I
remember when I first heard that Stephanie had changed
Brent Albright’s name, I went to a NEWZ site to see what
it was and in typo was “Gunther” Scott. Sadly, my wishes
of him debuting as a Swedish coffee house owner with an
unrequited love for a Diva never came to fruition. And
instead we just have “Gunner”. Oh well. It’s still
better than
Hey
wait! There’s match going on here! A very good,
well-paced match, actually. And look, Finlay and Regal
have put that whole centuries of hatred and class
distinction thing aside in support of a common monarchy!
You know, the original reason why
Anyway,
Matt Hardy is your emo in peril here as Finlay and Regal
take turns double teaming him. At one point on the
floor, Matt is low-blowed with the shillelagh by the
Leprechaun under the ring. That may be the most absurd
sentence I’ve ever written. Back inside, Matt gets the
hot tag to Gunner, and the crowd EXPLODES!!!! And they
do so without moving their mouths or showing any visible
body language! 12,000 of the BEST ventriloquists in the
…With
that said, Gunner goes to work, and comes flying off the
top with a missile dropkick. It doesn’t bother Finlay
though because shit exploding around him is old hat by
now I’m sure. Gunner then hits a German suplex on
Finlay. In the ensuing CHAOS, Regal & Hardy fight on
the floor, and Finlay strikes Gunner with the shillelagh
to get the win.
After
the match, Finlay dispatches the leprechaun who attacks
everyone from Hardy to Regal to Scott. Finlay then picks
up the little guy and slams him on top of Gunner. Hey,
apparently in real life, midgets hate it when you
randomly scoop them up and throw them violently into
people. Live and learn, I guess.
Backstage
Teddy
tells Booker his match is still on. Booker is irate.
Segment
Michael
Cole is in the ring and calls out Chavo Guerrero. They
discuss whether or not Chavo will come out of
retirement, showing the results of a WWE.com poll that
was about 80% in favour. Gotta love those other assholes
that made up the 20%. Before Chavo can give an answer
one way or another, Mark Henry comes out and grabs the
mic. He tells Chavo he’s lucky that he’s retired. He
then mentions that his friend Rey Mysterio is ducking
him. Hey, why would Rey need to duck anybody? He can
just run right through their legs? Oh...he meant… never
mind. Henry then states that if Rey got into the ring
with him again, he’d split his head and I quote “to the
white meat”. Man, that Mark Henry, always thinking of
food!!! Oh, ya, Henry then attacks Chavo and gives him
the world’s strongest slam. However, Rey is too busy
building a pulley system backstage to hoist his giant
belt into his bag and doesn’t make the save. I smell a
foreshadowing of a huge TURN for Chavo. Ok, I just
smell. But don’t tell anyone.
Backstage Segment
Ashley
and Michelle McCool exchange some words… and not get
naked. The exact opposite of what I’d like to see in
this situation (or any situation). Anyway, Michelle “the
new Stacy Keibler… only no one gives a shit” McCool then
bad mouths Ashley for *winning* last week’s bikini
contest. Ashley then decides to settle their score in
the only manner someone who really despises another
person can… by putting on a bikini and demeaning
herself! However, Michelle refuses the challenge,
stating that she’s not going to show off her A+ body
(Get it?! SHE’S A TEACHER!) to this crowd. You know, her
statement *might* have made a lot more sense if she
wasn’t standing there half naked already.
And
we’re off to another squash match.
Jobber vs. Vito:
No, he’s
not wrestling his reflection here, har har.
Vito of
course wrestles in a dress (they even show footage of
him working out at a gym with the dress on) and JBL is
disgusted at Vito’s apparent sexual ambiguity. There’s a
joke here to be made, but it’s just too easy.
Anyway,
Vito wins, hitting a jumping DDT, then applying a
keylock for the submission. The joke here is that Vito’s
skirt enveloped [RANDOM JOBBER’S] head, and he submitted
as a result of being nestled amongst Vito’s junk. I
seriously ponder why this wasn’t
on Velocity. Then I remember this brand only has about
13 active living wrestlers on it. I live with that
answer.
What did
I gain from this match? Joe’s not paying me enough for
this.
Lashley vs. Booker T.: This
actually looks to be a good match. Booker actually
dominates to start, choking Lashley on the ropes and
laughing about it. Book even hits Sweet Chin Music, just
with less Jesus-icity. Booker is focusing on the knee a
lot too, thus explaining his domination of Lashley.
A
surprise spear seems to turn the momentum. A quick
eye-gouge keeps Booker in control, however. There’s a
little bit of offense here and there by Lashley, but for
the most part this match is all Booker. Then, Lashley
hits a running powerslam out of nowhere. And …
Lashley
gets the 3. Pretty surprising considering Book
dominated. Not bad though, really. Both guys come out
looking pretty good, which is better than the Rey/Helms
match from earlier, despite some similarities.
And
that’s it for this week’s Smackdown. Joe will be gone
next week as well, and I’m going to try my damndest to
do this recap justice. I certainly have a whole new
level of respect for Joe, however, at this point. Not as
easy as it looks.
My
Impact
Recap will be up, on schedule, so please
check it out. It was a great show this week, leading up
to their big PPV, Slammiversary. Drop by the forums or send me an e-mail
as well, I always love hearing from
people. Take care, and as always, I remain,
Remy
Ok fessing up time. I do have a
guest for you this week, but unfortunately I couldn’t
get anyone famous to do it (if you could really call
Iron Sheik and Josey Scott all that famous) but fear
not! I picked up some drunk on the way home from the
pub, and he’s a real expert on not just wrestling, but
EVERYTHING! Srsly! His name is, erm…what’s your name
again?
Drunk: ‘Oo really needs a name, eh?
I mean, if ya ask me, they’re pretty fookin’ samey.
Everyone’s named bleedin’ Joshua nowadays, bloody
ridiculous it is…*hic*
….See?! Told ya he was reliable.
Anyway, on with Smackdown, the show of Kings! Just..not
very good ones. You know, those ones that were so shit
that they don’t even have their own section in a History
textbook. Assholes.
Paul Heyman is out guest announcing
for the first match. Interesting. I’ll be honest though;
love the guy, but never really liked his
commentating:
“Rhino, the Man-Beast, from
Detroit, Michigan, last ever ECW TV champion, former
partner of Steve Corino, Anti-plantpot extremist, lover
of waffles, but only with syrup, just poked RVD, from
Battle Creek Michigan, Mr. Monday Night, Mr. Thursday
Night, Mr. Saturday Afternoon, former ECW Heavyweight
champion, secret KKK member, fan of Three’s Company , IN
THE EYE!”
Yeah, know your stuff, Paul, but
don’t go relaying a wrestler’s biography every 5
minutes. Ya gotta wonder if he was like this all the
time, telling people he was off to the STORE STORE STORE
or maybe he banged his face on the DOOR DOOR DOOR. Gets
old doesn’t it? Then why did people like Heyman doing it
so much with the word Gore…?
Anyway, enough of this pointless
rant. That’s why I have my drunken friend with me,
right?
Drunk: You know when you eat Celery
it makes you lose weight? S’true. Same wiv apples, it
is. Yer healfier not eatin’ the bleedin’ fings!
There
we go. First match!
Kurt Angle vs. Rey Mysterio – It’s
been done a dozen times now so let’s just get it out of
the way as filler match
Good
match, crappy finish. Both combatants were really over
with this crowd, so the atmosphere was great. Angle’s
character still confuses the shit out of me though. He’s
heel here but for all intents and purposes he’s a face
as well. The ECW thing involving him doesn’t help
either. Anyway, nice spot sees Angle catch Rey in the
619 and drags him inward for the ankle lock, but Rey
rolls him up in a very near fall. Angle follows up and
hits a belly to belly on Rey to the outside where
Rey…gets counted out. Man, there’s just no STOPPING THIS
CHAMPION OF CHAMPIONS! Rey gets back in after the
finish, and shakes hands with Angle. D’aww.
What
did I gain from this match? – Some good face-to-heel
relations on Smackdown, at least.
The
announcement is made, Batista is back very soon. Good to
know that we’ll soon be treated to the site of a 180lb
roidless Batista, who will no doubt job to Mark Henry.
Oh I’m all a-fucking-quiver.
Segment shows Nunzio in the back
wondering where Vito is. You know, Vince, I was being
SARCASTIC when I mentioned guys in drag are good to get
a guy over, in relation to Burchill and Regal. Great,
soon Mark Henry’s gimmick is gonna be a movie tie-in
with Big Momma’s house 3. Hey, more like Big Momma’s
HOSS! Geddit! YA! Gimme some of that booze, Mr.
Drunk.
Drunk: Whisky is bad fer yer, yer
fookin..bastid ya…*points* you’re getting FAT!
That’s
a mop.
Drunk: Yeah and it’s FAT.
If
Samuel L. Jackson is out there, please reply to my email
invitation. I’ll pay you in...erm…snake repellent?
Anywho, next match:
Matt Hardy (Man w/ Vagina) vs.
Nunzio (Man w/o Man who wishes he had a
vagina)
Not bad, I suppose. Solid,
definitely. Matt Hardy wins with a Twist of Fate on
Nunzio, who is then comforted by an appearing Vito who
is…wearing a black dress and heels. Vita massages
Nunzio, who turns to find the monstrosity and
understandably spazzes out after witnessing such a
horrifying freak of nature. It’s giving me awful
flashbacks of the One Night in China recap I did…
What
did I gain from this match? – She…she really had a
penis..when I close my eyes I still see it….
Anyway! Piper’s Pit is next,
awesome. His guest apparently is Great Khali and the
only question I’M thinking of is if Piper can reach high
enough to twat Khali over the head with a coconut? Hmm,
wait, the guy’s Indian right? Perhaps try using a can of
Coconut milk, Roddy? Hit the face. It’s not like anyone
will notice any damage.
Anyway, Piper tries to convince
Khali and Daivari that Taker is actually very tough (you
know, despite getting his ass handed to him cleanly at
Judgement Day) This make Khali mad. Khali go rawr. You
know, I suspect Khali was tought how to speak from Iron
Sheik:
*Cut to*
Sheik:
ARRHMIRONSHEEKBRAKISBAKMEKIMHUMBELL
Khali:
Um, sir? I understand you are a veteran of this great
sport and for that I have the utmost of respect for one
as illustrious and legendary as thee, however I cannot
imagine why I should be taught to speak and do promos in
a manner such as this?
Sheik: IMMA PROFESHNULL
Khali:
You make a strong point. How’s this: KHALEEEEE
*Cut
back*
Whilst we’re on that subject, I
wanna know who taught the guy WRESTLING as well.
Probably a bear
*Cut to*
Bear:
Now, my son, you shall learn the ways of the-
Khali:
I CAN DO BIG KICK AND STUFFS
*Cut
back*
Lolz. Hey, least I make myself
laugh. Anyway, the interview crumbles apart to the point
where Khali HITS PIPER ON THE HEAD. Which of course is
the Indian symbol for IMMA KILL j00! Or something.
It is
apparently Diva hour due to the following proceedings.
Apparently Ashley is now on Smackdown, so I guess that’s
WWE’s way of telling her ‘bye bye’. This is then
followed by:
Jillian Hall vs. Kristal – Look
boobs! Match
I often wonder what the point of
Diva matches on Smackdown is. They’ve got nothing to
look forward to, except maybe a Playboy deal at best,
which is yet another way of WWE saying ‘see ya’. Plus,
Jillian here was doing Goddamn 450’s in OVW and now she
does catfights? Meh. Match ends when Jillian rips off
her clothes and then Kristal’s and it all breaks down
into a depraved orgy including dildos, vibrators and
those bead thingies. Ok not really but it’d be the only
reason I’d care about the Divas if they did. Jillian
wins after countering Kristal’s not-so-victory roll.
What
did Drunken man gain from this match? – Ooh if I were 10
years older and she were…that age; I’d have a right go
at that
Which one?
Drunk:
The brunette one! T’one wiv long ‘air and gold pants
on..fook me she’s topless!
That’s
Paul Burchill. He’s out for another match with Mark
Henry (?!). Oh, this is after Michelle McCool came out,
by the way, just to tell us that things were gonna get
‘HOTTER’. What, you’re gonna set yourself ablaze? Go do
that. Seriously. You’re not even all that hot. Fat
bitch. Gimme some more of your booze, Drunk.
Oh
dear, looks like I’m gonna need it for this match:
Mark Henry vs.
Paul Burchill – Oh fuck, not again Match
I
think it’s safe to say that in honour of the new Pirates
of the Caribbean movie, and due to the fact that Henry
destroys Burchill (AGAIN) with two World’s Strongest
Slams for the pin, that Burchill now has a Dead Man’s
Chest! And yes, I wanted to make that joke. So what.
What
did I gain from this match? – Henry, why you taking out
Canadians and Brits? YOU ARE A RACIST, BUDDEH.
Oh,
speaking of racial stereotypes and the like, here’s
Finlay!
Finlay vs. Caden Matthews aka
Jobber
Finlay basically buries the
youngster and defeats him easily. To add insult to
injury, however, Finlay’s leprechaun once again makes an
appearance to help Finlay beat down on Matthews. Nice.
Wait, did Finlay just put the guy back under the ring?
Shit, is THAT what lives down there? And here’s me
thinking all they had there was tables, trashcans,
sledgehammers, chairs, ladders, more tables, Cut
Hennig’s stool sample, a puking Ultimate Warrior and
another table. Didn’t think they would be able to fit
even a midget in there too.
What
did I gain from this match? – Midgets: Lethal Weapons
What
did you think of this match, Mr. Drunk?
Drunk:
You know that Elton John? He isn’t really gay ya know.
Oh aye! Straight up! Got a wife and kids and everyfin’.
Mind you, that don’t mean much nowadays, does it? Probly
as bent as a nine bob note. Takes it up the chuff and
all that. Heard it here first.
Yeah.
Anyway.
King Booker is now out (no, not
HHH…oh, and tm James Walker) and is accompanied by
William Regal, who proclaims ‘all hail King Booker’.
Booker tries to give a speech but is interrupted by
Lashley, who gets a real big pop. A match ensues.
King Booker vs.
Lashley: Soft Spoken Anarchist
Good
match, if a bit short. Booker tries to hit Lashley with
his kick of doom, but Lashley catches him mid-kick, and
hits a running powerslam for the pin. I love how Lashley
can’t seem to decide what his finisher is, so he just
tries a new one every month. First a Dominator, then a
Spear, now a running Powerslam? All these high impact
moves for a supposed ‘gentle giant’. Well, wouldn’t let
him take care of MY kids, that’s for sure! What was I
talking about?
What did I gain from this match? –
Hey, let Lashley do the Pearl River Plunge. Just for
shits and giggles.
Post match Lashley is attacked by
Regal of all people. Lashley fights back until Finlay
joins in and all three kick Lashley’s ass (although
Lashley keeps fighting back, so they’re FINALLY selling
him as a monster) Booker then gets the throne placed in
the ring, sits in it, and has Regal and Finlay make
Lashley ‘bow’ to him whilst he’s knocked out. Then they
make ‘that sucka kiss Booker’s foot’. Awesome. Show goes
off the air.
What pleased
me? - Not as much shit this week, I suppose.
What pissed me
off? – It was just such a dull week. And just
seeing Henry pisses me off anyway, so I suppose I don’t
need to mention him anymore. From now on, if I don’t
mention Henry in this section, just assume he still
pisses me off. In all likelihood, he does.
Anyway, thank you, drunken person
for filling in this week, do you have anything to say to
the legions of fans out there?
Drunk: Jush
one tip…if yer muvver asks where I am, just tell ‘er I’m
at bowling or sommat. I dun even like it but fook ‘er
she’s a right plonker, bless ‘er. *collapses*
Nice.
See you all next
week!
OH FUCK
I hear you cry! Yes, it’s me! I’m back! Woo! Let the
racism commence!
Hello there, recappees, tis I, back
from my Spanish vacation (as you may have known via
Remy’s continual
envious rantings). What with this recent outing I have
taken it upon myself to adopt the nickname of Espaņa
Joe. See, not just you TNA fans who can have a talented
fat guy to give himself a nationality before his name!
Fuck you!
Well,
now that I’ve alienated the majority of my fan base,
what am I left with….ah yes. Idiots. Hey frodo! How’s your retarded cousin?
See, I care about my followers. With that all being
said, let us get on with the show!
Jesus, I
go away for two weeks and the announce team is changed
from a scrawny whining rape victim and a short angry man
to….a scrawny whining rape victim and a tall angry man.
I just can’t get used to CHANGE, damn it!
Oh well
fuckily-dah, Mark Henry is here to start the show off.
He cuts a promo (Before eating it…safety with knives,
kids!) about how he should be champion because he’s
beaten up Batista, Taker, Benoit, and Angle, who he
claims ran from Smackdown so he could get away from
Henry. Well, duh, if I was him I’d rather not risk being
in a match who could shatter my already weak neck,
Jesus. He then somehow moves onto the Guerreros. Oh fuck
me, I know where this is going.
He calls
Chavo a parasite, and this brings out Chavito himself
(on the ramp), who stands his ground by telling Henry he
will not come out of retirement to fight him. Yeah!
That’s the way to defend your family honor! Eddie woulda
been proud. Speaking of which, Mizark then claims that
if Eddie were alive today, he would ‘spit on him’.
That’s probably because Henry is so dumb he thought the
name ‘Latino Heat’ actually meant Eddie was on fire.
This causes Chavo to enter the ring, who gets
annihilated. Not to worry though, as Rey is here to make
the save! As he bursts into the ring, he
courageously….gets annihilated. Oh. So, they’re using
their champion to establish Henry as a threat to
Batista, who isn’t the champion, and is also three times
Rey’s size. I think Spock’s head just exploded.
Ah well,
onto the first match:
Super Crazy vs. Gregory
Helms: Cruiserweight Title Match
Very
decent match but let down by being too short. Felt very
anti-climactic, like masturbating in a cold bathroom. Or
something. Yeah, I totally need a social life. Gotta say
just how fucking speedy this match is with these two,
there’s more backbreakers and headscissors than I can
recap. Anyways, all that needs to be said here with
regards to the ending is the match is interrupted by
Pscicosis who kicks Crazy in the head. Oh great, that’s
all the guy needs with a name that actually implies him
to be mentally unstable. The ref calls for DQ, and Crazy
manages to kick Psychosis out of the ring.
What did I gain from this match? -
Well, so long cruiserweight title run, eh, Craze?
Backstage Booker and Sharmell are
yet again whining to Teddy Long, this time about having
to go into a steel cage with Lashley for the
Batista
returns next week! Ah very good. Hey is he Philipino, or
what? Maybe Greek. If so, he better not tell Vince or
he’s entering the ring next week yelling ‘TOGA! TOGA!
TOGA!’ with said apparel.
The Pitbulls (Kid Kash and Jamie
Noble) vs….two…people.
Pah. I
wouldn’t have minded this gimmick too much if they tried
something a bit more original with it. Why not the
Golden Retrievers? Every week they could steal a blonde
Diva from the locker room or something. The feuds would
be great, cos you’d have the Mexicools as the
Anyways,
as far as the match goes, not bad, its not like they use
a lot of real wrestling, just brawling, which is strange
for Kash and Noble to say the least…but still very
short, but I guess when you stick two unknowns in there
you don’t exactly want to pay attention to them. Match
ends when Kash holds up one man who gets clotheslined
from the top rope by Noble for the pin. How very Legion
of Doom. To be honest though, it was a little gay. Like
a midget Elton John. Or something.
What did
I gain from this match? – Is this gimmick the aftermath
of Noble’s Ass-injection incident? Like, was Vince’s
logic just ‘sometimes dogs have injections right? In
their ass, yes? Ok, make Noble a dog’. See now if he
said that about Lita they wouldn’t need to make much
effort! Aha! I kill me. On the inside. What was I
talking about.
Oh sweet
mercified pants it’s a Diva Search vid. Could someone
please email me if you actually find the shit that these
girls do to actually be sexy? Because, you know, when I
search for FREE porn I don’t type ‘Awkwardly sitting in
a pie hot sex’ into my search engine. Anymore.
Finlay vs. Matt Hardy
Seems
like Finlay just has a revolving door of opponents
consisting of Hardy, Gunner and Burchill. Still, not too
bad, I suppose, least it’s not Khali. Seriously, if you
want to get that guy really over, just have everyone on
Smackdown AND Raw, AND ECW to say ‘Hey, least it’s not
Khali’ when something bad happens.
As far
as this match goes, though, very good. Was a bit longer
than the previous offerings but I suppose they’re just
trying to make sure the Cage match gets lots of time.
There was a spot that featured Finlay on the outside
holding the apron up as Hardy goes for a baseball slide,
who then slips between the apron and ring. At one point
Finlay pretends he has something in his eye and tries to
jump Matt, but was pre-empted and got a punch for his
sneakiness. After that, Finlay is dragged under the ring
by….Little Bastard? That’s his name? And I thought
having the same name as the Elephant Man was a tough
break. Anyway, Hardy looks for Finlay but gets a boot.
Match ends though when Hardy comes into contact with an
exposed turnbuckle and then finishes him off with a
Samoan (Irish?) Drop.
What did
I gain from this match? – Crying and writing Poetry <
Drinking and fighting poets. Yes, witty I know.
Onto
another match almost immediately now:
MISTUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH…..vs. Gunner
Scott
Alright,
awesome. This was a good- KEN-EH-DAY. …a good match.
Erm…Yeah, the finish comes when- KEN-EH-DAAAAY! Alright
yeah, this is getting irritating now. Kennedy mainly
brawls and over powers young Gunner, and at the start,
mocks Gunner whilst doing his Announcer bit. Hey, we all
beat you to making fun of his name, Ken. Anyway, Kennedy
finishes Gunner with his new Kenton Bomb.
What did
I gain from this match? – Word to the wise, Kennedy.
Don’t try to emulate Jeff Hardy. No one wins. Especially
you.
Post
match Daivari is out with Khali. Oh well, at least it’s
not…oh wait, it is. Oh dear. Well, anyway, Khali kills
Gunner (You think I’m exaggerating? It’s freaking
KHALI.) with a chokebomb, before putting him into a
bodybag. What follows is Daivari challenging Taker to a
‘Punjabi Prison’ match with Khali. He doesn’t exactly
explain what that IS but what the hey. JBL seemed
excited at the word ‘prison’ that’s all I’m saying.
The Miz
is out but I don’t care, so I’m gonna skip to the next
match.
Vito vs. Simon Dean
Ugh, why did I come back for this?
Vito’s in a lime green dress and if you think that’s not
sickening enough, his new submission maneuver
is…sticking his opponent’s head up his dress. You know
what though? It’s STILL better than the motherfucking
STFU. Simon actually TAPS out to this, and there’s your
match.
What did
I gain from this match? – I take getting my head stuffed
up a guy’s crotch over pretending to be hurt by a wigger
ANY FREAKING DAY.
Backstage Regal is with Finlay,
Sharmell and Booker, and they’re getting ready for the
cage match. Um, it’s just Booker in the match, people.
I’d love it if Finlay suggested that Booker defeat
Lashley AND sent out a message to Batista by beating
Lashley with the Batista Bomb, the latter word causing
Regal to burst into a paranoid frenzy. But that’s me,
and really, who do I entertain but myself? Apart from
mum.
Steel Cage Match – King
Booker vs. Lashley – US Title Match
Booker
T-rivia: The hand gesture Booker makes is not only a
reference to his 5 world titles, it is also a reference
to his favourite method of payment, that being via a
five-finger
discount.
Well,
apparently our world champ isn’t good enough for a main
event, he’s just good to get beaten up by a ten year
midcarder. Oh well, that’s still less offensive than
sticking two black men in a cage, surely? All the ‘All
Hail King Bookers’ in the world ain’t gonna cover up the
BLATANT racist undertones here, Regal. Give it up.
Good
cage match, the best of the Booker/Lashley encounters
without a doubt. Starts off with an exchange of pushes
into the corner, which really is one of the most
pointless moves in wrestling history. “I’m gonna shove
you somewhere where I CANNOT ATTACK YOU FURTHER. FEAR
ME!” anyway, a few kicks to the gut of Lashley later,
and Booker goes to the ropes, but is SHOCKED to find
Lashley decides NOT to stay bent over, and slams him!
What are the odds! Finlay demands that the door be
opened but realizes that Lashley gets to it first, so
slams it shut on him. HA. Oh those Irish. Always
shutting doors on people’s heads. It’s why most of them
are ginger, their hair has been dyed with blood over
many generations. Heard it here first. After this Booker
VERY nearly wins, with only one foot still in the ring,
but Lashley gets a hold on him. After a drop toe hold on
Lashley, Booker proceeds to climb, but Lashley grabs him
again, and slams him down, before trying to climb
himself. Finlay and Regal, however, stop him by climbing
the outside of the cage and smacking the cage with a
chair respectively. Booker is meanwhile climbing the
other side, but Lashley catches him and they brawl for a
bit, until Lashley knocks him off, makes it over the
cage, manages to avoid Finlay, and gets the win! GREAT
match.
What did
I gain from this match? – Lashley continues his monster
run by…running away from his opponent.
Lashley
goes up the entrance ramp, beating his chest. Ok, making
it too easy now, Bobby.
End
show.
What pleased me? – The cage
match was very good for a main event, thumbs up
there.
What pissed me off? – Besides
the champion being squashed again, no real problems this
week. I liked it, in fact.
Joe Merrick is NOT AN ANIMAL. So
enough of the Elephant man business, and more about what
he is: winner of the 2005 Satire Search, after defeating
literally DOZENS of hopefuls to become TWF's top British
writer. He also hunts emos for
sport.
TWF FLASHBACK
November 2006
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