WWE Judgment Day 2009

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WWE JUDGMENT DAY 2009

Welcome, cats and kittens to yet another edition of the soon to be blog of the year, Cewsh Reviews…For your reading enjoyment tonight we have a review of none other than WWE’s Judgment Day PPV, and while some people may very well tell you that WWE runs into a slump in the summer time and that the shows are less interesting, Cewsh Reviews would like to remind you that the worse the shows get, the better our reviews seem to be. So root hard now for that one day dream match of The Great Khali vs. Rhino. Root hard, and maybe one days all our snarky dreams will come true. At any rate, there’s cause for excitement in the air with this show, with the whole WWE world going topsy turvy and everything being turned on its head as a result of the draft, and fallout from Wrestlemania wrapping up, so this show has intrigue written in bold type all over it.

So without any further ado, let’s do a motherfucking review.

Segment 1 – OPENING VIDEO FEVER!

Cewsh: Jesus Christ, somebody got ahold of some new Photoshop filters, and this whole thing is just epic to a ridiculous extent.

Don’t get me wrong, epic is very, very good. But this PPV just doesn’t seem important enough to warrant this much…well…epicness, I guess. Can’t fault the video crew, though. It never matters what’s going on, those glorious fellows make it feel like Wrestlemania.

Segment 2 – CM (Couch Marlin) Punk vs. Umaga (zine).

Cewsh: So they’re in Chicago tonight, and Punk has lately been working the gimmick of threatening to cash in Money in the Bank on Edge every time Edge is laid out. Methinks I smell something fishy in the air tonight. And I have, more or less, been waiting for this moment for all my life. HOLD OOOOOOON! Bumbum bumbum bumbum bumbum bum bum.

Ahem.

So the person stopping the Punker from cashing in all those times is the Dr. McMaga here, who inexplicably keeps attacking Punk before he can manage it. Is Edge paying him off? Does Umaga just like attention? Is any of that on Umaga’s back an advertisement for Planters Nuts? None of it has, as of yet, been explained, though the announcers make a point of saying that they didn’t know either, so we’re probably not supposed to know right now either.

Anyway, Punk is OVER in Chicago. Like, the Rock wouldn’t have gotten a bigger ovation or louder chants than Punk was here, and they’ve really done a great job with Punk in making him sort of the official superstar of Chicago, giving them an instant big time match or hot main event whenever they go there, and Chicago is a big goddamn market, so its even smarter. Punk, in his own right, has earned every bit of his push so far, and always seems to have that extra bit of juice when he’s in front of a Chicago crowd so I expect good things here from him. Umaga, on the other hand, had that great run a few years back, and has essentially just been entirely lost out of the shuffle since then. He’s very talented at playing his role, but at this point it really does seem almost random to have him be pushed this strongly out of nowhere. Is he a credible threat or not, WWE? You can’t pick and choose with this sort of thing.

As for the match? Well, it was really good, actually. Don’t get me wrong, these guys are both world class performers, but this isn’t exactly the kind of match I expected to be top notch, and I didn’t expect either of these guys to have any chemistry whatsoever. And obviously, I was wrong. This was a fun, hard hitting match, where both guys were on top of their games and, this can not be stated enough, the crowd was absolutely white hot for Punk. When you watch classic wrestling, its common for fans to chant for their hero all the way through a match, and make tons of noise for every shift in momentum, and every offensive move. Nowadays you don’t tend to see that so much anymore, but tonight that’s exactly what CM Punk illicited from this Chicago crowd, and it was truly a joy to watch.

Great match, great crowd, great fun.

Great opener.

The finish is probably going to anger some people, with Punk losing clean in his hometown while they’re building him as a championship contender, but I look at it like this. Punk can beat Edge, Umaga can beat Punk. But Punk had the title shot, and Umaga didn’t. But by beating Punk, Umaga now deserves a title shot, and there’s the intrigue of whether or not champion Punk can silence his critics and prove that he’s the best. Same with Kane last month. As long as Punk has Money In the Bank, he has momentum that is hard to suppress, so establishing some legitimate contenders for his eventual title run, as opposed to the same old guys, especially when you’ll want other main events surrounding him to protect him, as he may lack drawing ability right away, that’s just smart business. That’s my say on it. Also: Pie.

80 out of 100.

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1. Umaga still exists?

2. Holy god Punk is over. Yeah, it’s Chicago, but still. Fucking hell. Watching little Punker rise to fame in ROH and other indies, I really never thought I’d see him being successful in WWE. He’s a former World Heavyweight Champion and has won MITB twice, and is still holding his second briefcase. Hopefully he cashes it in and loses, as much as I love Punk, to add some spice to the MITB gimmick. It’s just not nearly as fun if eeeeveryone goes on to win the title.

So, Punk gets his ass handed to him in front of his home town. I expected him to win, but it’s nice to see Umaga [potentially] climbing back up the ladder with a big win. The match was pretty slow at the start, but the crowd did a great job of keeping it alive until the match really heated up at the end and finished hot and awesome.

Here’s the real question—did Punk give it 100%? With that briefcase in hand, on PPV, in Chicago, could he have something huge up his sleeve, and he just wanted to get things over with Umaga, for better or for worse, as quickly as possible so he wouldn’t be too damaged for, say, later tonight?

Good opening match.

Umaga over CM Punk Following a Samoan Spike.

Segment 3 – What’s More Wooden? The Acting or the Table?

Vice: Hi Vickie. Oh, hi Big Show, how are you? I am fine. Hi Chavo. Hello Big Show. Hi Vickie. Hi everybody. Oh. Hi Edge. Grr I want the title. No. You will die.

Cewsh Note: Not actual transcript. Actually better than real dialogue.

Segment 4 – ECW Championship – Christian (What TNA, I Never Worked For Any TNA) © vs. Jack (Sparrow) Swagger.

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There’s some good work here with Christian continuously taking advantage of Swagger’s inexperience and, what one could assume, smaller brain. But, no matter how fast and smart you are, you’re going to get caught eventually, and when Swagger is the guy catching you, you’re in trouble. So, Swagger goes to pin Christian and grabs a handful of tights. For no reason, the light bulb in the ref’s head goes off and he checks to see if Swagger has tights in his hand. Why? Did he look up at the Titantron or something? See, I kind of like stuff that’s out of the ordinary like that, but not when WWE does it so conveniently that it doesn’t make any sense whatsoever. Oh yeah, and Swagger lets go of the tights just before the ref has a clear look, so he doesn’t end up getting caught. BUT HE WAS STILL PINNING CHRISTIAN. Instead of counting to three, the ref stops at two, finds nothing and that’s that. He cost Swagger the match. But right, he actually didn’t because it was a scripted event that would foreshadow the actual end of the match, so all is right in the world.

I really hate shit like that, by the way. Like at Wrestlemania I think it was, when JBL beating the shit out of Rey Mysterio before the bell rang didn’t start the match for THE FIRST TIME IN HISTORY just because that’s what WWE wanted to do with the match. Ugh. The finish is neat with Christian getting a handful of Swagger’s tights after pulling his singlet down moments earlier. But you’ve got to wonder—why didn’t the ref check to see if Christian had some tights? He’s a wily veteran, you know.

Fire that ref.

Cewsh: Man, this is exactly what I like to see. Two stars going at it for the first time over the title, giving me a unique match full of moves and exchanges I’ve never seen before, and really injected a breath of fresh air into a PPV card.

Oh wait, no, this is Christian/Swagger IV. And I can see these two wrestling when I close my eyes. But let’s ignore that, and try to enjoy this match, as I have managed to enjoy their previous, very high quality, encounters.

Unfortunately, well, it was a Christian vs. Jack Swagger match. It was good, smooth, and fun to watch, but…well…alright look. I didn’t want to see this match, so I didn’t enjoy it. Simple as that. I like to think of myself as open minded, but the fact is that this match was just too similar to their prior encounters, and it made the match harder for me to enjoy, it really did. Simple as that. The match was fine, and if it was your introduction to the match, it might even be great. But it wasn’t my introduction, and this feud seriously needs a rest.

The end, though, was probably my favorite of all the finishes to their matches. After being thwarted by the younger, strong, and more talented Swagger the first time out, Christian has adapted and now uses wily, and admittedly cheating, tactics to hold on to the title. Swagger, being from the straightforward collegiate wrestling world, doesn’t know what to make of it, and Matt Striker does a fantastic, fantastic job of telling us so, and giving us a chance to understand the complexities of the match. Great finish to an otherwise uninspiring match.

72 out of 100.

Christian over Jack Swagger Following A Roll Up With A Handful Of Tights.

Segment 5 – Edge Is Harsh, Bro.

Cewsh: Chavo wants to know what’s up between Edge and Vickie, and accuses Edge of not even sharing a house with her anymore. Edge turns it around on Chavo by calling him “not even a man” for letting Santina get away with calling Vickie a pig. He’s kind of got you there, Chavo. Man the hell up.

Segment 6 – Shelton (I Have A White Sidekick Named Charlie) Benjamin vs. John (Wait, So I’m A Pretty Boy, Douchebag…Face?) Morrison.

Cewsh: Gah! There’s so much that pisses me off about this match.

First you have Benjamin, who has really been flourishing in his role as an upper midcard heel, who works strong matches, and he has really been getting better with his promos. Charlie Haas is a guy who has never grasped the WWE style enough to make it on his own, and showed his greatest potential as a guy who impersonated other wrestlers. He’s the new Val Venis at best. They once teamed together when they were nobodies 4 years ago. What to do with them? Why, pair them together of course! Dragging Benjamin down and not doing anything to lift Haas up. Benajmin has now been saddled with his less talented former partner yet again, just when he was showing flashes of becoming the complete package that WWE has desperately wanted him to be for so long. Great. Just great. They’ll be a great addition to the Smackdown tag teams of Cryme Tyme and…

Sigh.

And then there’s John Morrison. I get why they’re going with his face turn. His big, awesome moves get him face pops, he’s pretty for the ladies, and frankly he’s just too cool to get booed. His gimmick was never going to go further than it had as the character he was portraying. His new Corckscrew Split Legged Moonsault finisher is a surefire crowd pleaser, and he seems to be getting over well enough. But they pulled this on us so abruptly it was ridiculous, with absolutely no explanation as to why we should be cheering him now, when we were booing him 2 months ago. And it seems like nobody gave him the memo either, as he’s slowly showing comprehension as to how to wrestle like a face, but he still shows very little fire, works the crowd non at all, and he’s STILL THE SAME DOUCHEBAG HE WAS BEFORE.

Ah well. It could be worse, I guess.

As for the match, it was nothing you wouldn’t expect. They have an enjoyable 12 minute PPV match that was very back and forth, and featured a Springboard 450 to the outside by Morrison that was just amazing. Past that, I can’t really recommend it. It was a Smackdown match, not a PPV one.

70 out of 100.

Vice: If I watched more WWE, I might not mind Morrison as a face. Or if I just accepted whatever WWE tossed my way. But, I do mind him as a face. He should be a heel. He should always be a heel. After investing so much time and effort into getting him over as a massive heel, they make him a face. Now he can’t just happily go back to that character if he needs to be a heel again. And why does he need to be a face to begin with? He’s a natural dickhead you want to punch in the face because he’s cooler than you and far, far, far more attractive than you will ever be. He can also cut his “deadpan” promos as a heel and have them be effective for the most part. His promo skills as a face? Ahahahha. Right. Has anyone tested him for steroids? His body is freakishly unnatural.

Anyway, I totally wasn’t feeling this match. At all. It was solid and certainly “there”, but that’s it.

John Morrison over Shelton Benjamin Following The Starship Pain (Corkscrew Split Legged Moonsault).

Segment 7 – The Miz Is My Favorite Wrestler.

Cewsh: The Miz proceeds to deliver one of the greatest cheap heat promos I have ever heard. It is absolutely perfect in its douchish brilliance. Then Santino comes out and is completely outshown in midcard heelishness by the Miz. Except that Santino is kind of a face or something? I really don’t get it at all. Then Santino basically turns face and starts ripping on the Miz and beating him up to huge cheers. Fucking Christ. Then Miz lays out Santino, and Chavo comes out (CONTINUITY and frog splashes Santino. Which must be really hard to do in a suit.

Anyway, yeah, this is called a filler segment kiddies. You can make one yourself. Just take a big chunk of time you need filled, and have your friends tell unfunny jokes in it. Now you too, can be an awkward midcarder asked to take up more PPV time for no reason than they’ve been given all year up to now.

Vice: Onobakalope! Ookatrouplelamatrampoline! GAKALOPETROKALA! KAKALAKADOOMATRONX3000! Hacalanawatropa. Guh.

Cewsh Note: At this point, Vice had to be restrained after he was found scrawling bloody words on his walls in some strange language. As best as we can figure, it included the words “hate”, “fucking”, and “filler segments”. Following an extended rest and some bandages, and some Dr. Stevie (and Daffney) couch time, he’s made a full recovery for our next segment. Please forward your flowers and well wishes to our secretary. The monkey using a banana as a phone in the Cewsh Reviews Headquarters Lobby.

Segment 8 – Josh Matthews Is Pulling Double Duty. Heh. Duty.

Cewsh: Jericho is mad. Mumbles something about conspiracies and insults the fans. Yep, pretty much par for the course for his character. Moving on.

Segment 9 – WWE Intercontinental Championship – Rey (LOOK AT MY ENORMOUS FACE ON MY SHIRT!) Mysterio © vs. Chris (Needs Some Dr. Stevie Time) Jericho.

Cewsh: The last time we saw this match, it was ten years and about 30 surgeries and 1,000 matches ago for these guys, so I hardly expect this to be the high flying awesomefest that that match was. Still, these guys are both veterans who have a lot of great matches under their belts recently, so there’s no reason to assume that this won’t be a fine match.

And that is exactly what it was. This was a really well worked match between two top notch performers, who are both universally respected and well liked, but have somehow managed to not have many matches together. So this match had a lot of nice references to the original match, and was a really fast paced match, especially for Jericho, who has been making a point of slowing people down lately. It was a good, fun match in the middle of the card, and it had the right result, with a potential loophole for further character development for Jericho Good times.

78 out of 100.

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<!– /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Cambria Math"; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:1; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-format:other; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;} @font-face {font-family:Calibri; panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-unhide:no; mso-style-qformat:yes; mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; line-height:115%; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoChpDefault {mso-style-type:export-only; mso-default-props:yes; font-size:12.0pt; mso-ansi-font-size:12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoPapDefault {mso-style-type:export-only; line-height:115%;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} –>Vice: Rey’s shirt is so frightening, especially when it’s in the smock style of Shawn Michaels. Who thought that would be a good idea? Seriously, it’s the worst way to wear a shirt. So, so, so awful. Buuuut, I suppose he needs to wear it because it’s for sale on WWEShop.com, available now for the low price of somewhere in the vicinity of $25 plus shipping. If you didn’t catch that,

http://www.wweshop.com/Product_detail.asp?cat=cat-reymysterio&productId=01-10393

The story of the match is Jericho saying Mysterio won’t hit the 619 tonight. So, naturally, Mysterio’s going to keep going for it and Jericho is going to keep countering it. So, yay, we get to see an amazingly contrived (and stupid) setup for a move numerous times! It’s amazing how often people end up in position to take the 619 when facing Mysterio. I did like seeing the numerous counters though, and the crowd was absolutely amazing during the match, even if they were cheering for the wrong guy. Whoops.

The match was good, and Rey is great at being the plucky underdog, but I really don’t like him and the majority of his offense. And apparently I’m not alone, seeing how Chicago shits on him all the time. Also, Jericho’s foot was under the rope during the pinfall. That’s twice now that the refs have cost a heel the match due to stupidity. Jericho was on fire tonight. I’m usually not very high on his ring work, but it’s not uncommon for him to prove me wrong these days. Still, both guys clicked amazingly well and haven’t lost a step from their matches in the past, and adding story compared to their spottier matches in WCW. It really shows how both have evolved so much.

Match of the night so far.

Rey Mysterio over Chris Jericho Following A 619.

Segment 10 – WWE Heavyweight Championship – Randy (Hotcakes) Orton © vs. Ba(p)tista.

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Right after that, the match becomes extremely slow and plodding, and I’m having trouble paying attention to it. Orton is an ice cold heel and great at taking beatings. Batista is a red hot face and great at delivering beatings. Should be perfect, right? Well.. not really. Batista gets his ass kicked for a long time by Orton who moves around the ring slightly faster than a sloth.

Good character work from Orton trying to get himself counted out by clinging to the ring post for dear life. Then he goes and tries to get himself disqualified. You can tell he doesn’t want to be here. So, here’s the all important question..

WHY DOESN’T HE JUST NUTSHOT BATISTA?

Bam. Quick disqualification, plus it not only hurts the opponent, but also pisses them off and potentially prevents reproducing. Doesn’t Orton have a kid now? He should make sure that Batista doesn’t have a kid. You know, so mini-Randy need not face mini-bigDave upwards of 20 years into the future. Anyway, since Orton was not striking Batista in the genitals, I was questioning why he did not just slap the ref. That’s also a quick DQ. And, hey, he does. Groovy. What a bitch. It works, though, I guess.

Alright, so, Flair shows up. I really wish Flair would have stayed gone after Michaels retired him back at Wrestlemania 24. Yeah, he’s not wrestling, but he still shows up, still cuts promos, still beats up other wrestlers.. he just doesn’t wrestle. I’m probably going to get shat on for this, but it really does make his last match and the goodbye tribute on RAW a lot less meaningful if he just shows up whenever a storyline wants him to show up. LOL IT’S JUST WRASSLIN’ THO, WHY SO SERIOUS? Yeah. I totally understand why he came out, but I don’t think it was necessary at all.

Overall I didn’t really feel the match. It had some good character work towards the end, but I was mostly bored throughout and the two of them just didn’t seem to click. When was Orton’s last great match that was because of him?

Cewsh: God, its really gotten to the point where every time I hear Randy Orton’s music hits, I sit forward in anticipation, because I know that good shit is going to happen, and I don’t want to miss it. There are not a lot of people in professional wrestling today that can make me do that, and Orton, right now, might very well be the best at it. With him, here, facing Batista, I’m not really sure what to think though. I like Batista, and enjoy his matches sometimes, but they don’t have great chemistry, and its as clear as Crystal Pepsi that Batista is not winning the title in this match, because him doing so would absolutely kill all of Orton’s carefully constructed momentum.

So with the result already set practically in stone, and this match having been offered to us a few months ago (granted, under very different circumstances) this is another match I’m having trouble summoning a lot of interest in. I know I’m usually a gung ho iron man about even the crappiest reviews, but the fact is that even IWA:EC matches are new and unique in their own terrible way. This match is just sort of there. The bridge between Orton/Triple H, and more Orton/Triple H. And its fine for what it is, but yeah. Just isn’t drawing me in at the moment.

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74 out of 100.

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Randy Orton over Batista Following Orton Getting Disqualified.

Cewsh: Post match Rhodes and Dibiase hit the ring and attack Batista, doing a number on him before…OUT COMES RIC FLAIR. He then beats the shit out of the young pups and embraces Batista to odd looks from the crowd. Wondering why the odd looks? How about the fact that Ric Flair cannot actually wrestle a match for this feud, so having him dominate actual potential money drawers in it seems a little counter productive. Could just be me, ah well. Welcome back, Ric.

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–>Segment 11 – John (and Daffney Sitting In a Tree, Vice Would Be M-U-R-D-E-R-I-N-G) Cena vs. The Big (Meany Face) Show.

Cewsh: Alright, so the basis of this match is the idea that Cena is still hurt, both from the chokeslam through the searchlight at Backlash, and from the beating the Show gave him on Raw. As a result of these injuries, Big Show intends to officially end Cena’s career once and for all, and Cena is playing the plucky babyface fighting against every odd in the book. Cena is selling it for all he’s worth too, walking to the ring and limping around like a Dialysis patient looking for his apple juice.

As the match begins, the Big Show is pounding on John Cena. And then he pounds on John Cena. And then, just to prove a point, he goes right on pounding on John Cena. Nearly 15 uninterrupted minutes of the Big Show kicking the ever loving shit out of John Cena, in the universal slow methodical way of all heels who claim they want to end a guy’s career. John Cena spends those fifteen minutes selling his beating like his life depends on it, putting Batista’s sorry show from the last match to absolute shame. This whole first bit is actually kind of hard to watch. It’s a little boring, and kind of depressing. But then after Cena’s comeback starts the match picks up speed considerably, and actually gets really, really good. Cena plays the whole thing picture perfect, and Show spends his time being as dastardly as possible.

There’s honestly not a ton else left to say. I think everyone saw the ending coming from a mile away, but that’s the way things go in matches like this, and the story they built around the injured ribs of Cena really added excitement to what would otherwise have been a fairly blah finish to an ultimately forgettable match. I enjoyed it, I really did. But it was just shy of being worth me recommending it to you.

78 out of 100.

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–>Vice: Big Show: *PUNCH

Cena: 😦

Big Show: *PUNCH*

Cena: 😦

Cena: AHA! Comeba–

Big Show: Grrr… *SHOVE*

Cena: 😦

Yeah, Big Show is big and he is apparently a show as well. Holy fuck though. This was torture to watch. Cena was doing the best he could, which is pretty good, to sell the shit out of Big Show’s offense, but fucking hell. It was so incredibly slow. Cena being too small to lock the STFU on Show was a nice touch the first time, but apparently he’s fucking retarded because he goes for it another two times. Hey dipshit—if you’re too small to lock it in the first time, then why do you keep going for it? Maybe you weren’t sure the first time so you tried again. Second time you’ve confirmed that you are just too small. SO HEY, GO FOR IT AGAIN WHY DON’T YOU. THAT JUST MAKES SENSE. Fucking retard.

The finish was balls just like almost every other Cena match in the history of his career, although I am somewhat happy that it was the FU. I was fucking TERRIFIED that he was going to lock the STFU on and get the tapout in a horribly shit way. With so many attempts at it, I thought it was going to happen eventually. Buuuut he was able to lift Big Show to end a horrendously boring match. Show can be great when in the right environment and the right match. This.. this was not that. This was way too slow and lacking the heat and intensity it needed. I’m glad it’s over. Worst match so far. Before you say “lol its cuz u h8 cena”, no, I thought Cena was actually rather effective here. It just sucked.

John Cena over The Big Show Following An Attitude Adjustment.

Segment 12 – WWE World Heavyweight Championship – (Biggs and W)Edge © vs. Jeff (The Missing Member of KISS) Hardy.

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–>Vice: Edge comes out first. Orton came out first. Rey came out first. What’s with all the champions coming out first? According to WWE, they can come out in whatever order they want (which is fucking awesome in matches like Brock/Undertaker, where Brock came out first to scope out the cell before going to war), but are you really telling me that all three happily decided to come out first? Wacky, but whatever.

I’ve come to realize that I’m always incredibly burned out by main event time, or around that time. Sometimes 3 hours is just too much wrestling. I really like how UFC is set up. The main event(s) always hit when I’m at my hottest, and then since they’re way ahead of schedule with time to fill, they have a fantastic cool-down period with some of the preliminary fights. Obviously WWE will never be like that because they’re not totally idiotic, and that’s for the better. Anyway, that’s just an observation from me which explains why I don’t have a ton of shit to say about the main event. It was a good match, but I just kind of wanted the show to be over.

I got a kick out of the commentary, with Grisham mentioning Hardy/poker and him “going all in” like 30 times. Then when Edge hits the spear off the announcer table, Grisham says it’s a 7 foot high spear. Yeah, maybe Hardy’s torso was 7 feet in the air at the time, but it just sounded ridiculous. And JR saying the Edgecution was the nastiest superplex he’s ever seen, then going on to call it a superplex like two or three more times. Come on, JR!

Kind of disappointed that Punk didn’t come out at the end. Even a tease would have been nice. Still, the show ended in a cool way with Edge absolutely obliterating Hardy for the win. Poor guy just can’t have a good day.

Cewsh: These are two guys who could wrestle every night from now until the end of time, and I would be content.

Hmm, I seem to say that about Edge a lot, don’t I?

At any rate, these guys have chemistry through the ceiling and out under the door, and, even if the rivalry will never be as special as the Cena/Edge rivalry has been, this is still a big time rivalry that has a ton of backstory and history. See, this is how you give repeat matches. These guys haven’t wrestled each other for awhile, so now here they are. The history and the possibility of a new match sells itself, rather than shoving constant matches down my throat until I lose interest in the concept.

This match is not a step down from anything they’ve done before. They get a huge chunk of time (a full half hour!) and they use it to their utmost abilities. Edge is the meta heel from which they should clone future heels. I can only smile when I think of 10 years from now, when a bunch of kids are getting into the business and coming up through the ranks because they wanted to be like Edge, and we’ll have a generation of chickenshit thinking man’s heels. I could definitely get into that. Hardy is no slacker either, and his offense especially has just come so far over the past year, and it has added so much to his matches that its insane. Back in the day he really only had one move, and his matches universally lacked meaningful transitions as a result. Not so any longer.

This match ruled. It wasn’t some epic piece of epic epicness. It was just a great, long main event, where we got our money’s worth (well, my money’s worth would be Hornswaggle vs. Super Porky since I didn’t pay, but shhhh) and they went above and beyond the call of the match to tell a fantastic story, and do it goddamn well. I don’t know, but right now, I can’t think of anyone who is a better main event performer than Edge, with god knows how many solid to incredible main event matches in a row under his belt, he might just be the king of the main event. To me at least. And in the end, isn’t that what matters? Me?

84 out of 100.
Cewsh’s Download Seal of Approval.

Edge over Jeff Hardy Following A Top Rope Edgecution (or a “Nasty Superplex” if you prefer JR’s version.)
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–>Cewsh’s Conclusions:

Cewsh: This show was fine. Just…fine. It was a filler show between more important PPVs while they shuffle things about for the inevitable charge to Summerslam. As a result, this show turned out to be pretty forgettable. But forgettable isn’t the same as bad, and with two really good matches, and a host of solid ones, this show was exactly that, solid. Not a bad match in the bunch.

Cewsh’s Final Score: 76.5 out of 100.

Vice’s Verdict:

Vice: Overall I thought the show was decent. Some was great, some was painful. Everything cancelled something else out for the most part. But hey, at least the Midgar Zolom didn’t sweep me away this week. PHEW.

Vice’s Final Score: 55 out of 100.

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–>Well that’ll do it for us here at the Cewsh Reviews…Headquarters for tonight boys and girls. Be sure to check in next Tuesday for our review of TNA’s Sacrifice PPV featuring a main event that would have been one of the biggest of all time…in the year 2001. Until then, we bid you good day and farewell, remind you to check out the blog (the posts go up earlier there, you know), and we remind you to keep reading, and be good to one another.

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