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Just when I thought Wrestling was dead...
On Saturday, me and my trained Howler Monkeys drove over 2 hours south to Brookport, IL, an itty-bitty town on the IL/KY border. It's right next to Metropolis, "home" of Superman (which is also home to a Casino boat, where I made a buck on nickel slots). We went to watch Chaos Pro Wrestling. The show was excellent as usual, with the crew from CPW putting on a solid show from opening bell to closing. I'm not gonna bore you by giving the rundowns on a buncha matches featuring guys that only work the IL/KY/TN area, but I do wanna say that this bunch of wrestlers are top notch, and CPW is hands down the best wrestling show in the greater Illinois area. Kai, Jeremy Travis, Shane Roberts, Hex Gauge, Slacker J, Chris Cade, Ricochet (or is that spelled Rick O Chet?), and Suicide Bane all had great matches that were well worth the drive. The highlight of the evening though, was whenever the announcer began calling Bro, Fitch, and myself "the Nickel Beer crowd" because we were cheering for Heel wrestler Jeremy Travis. The irony, of course, is that I don't drink alcohol.
Moving on, the TNA PPV "Slamiversary" was on Sunday. TNA has all of the potential to be a real contender to the WWE, and pound for pound they have a much better product. Their current problems are as follows: Too many has been wrestlers consuming too many top spots, a hand full of up=and-comers who aren't worthy of the top spots they've been given (read: the Alpha Male Monty Brown...), and they need better cameramen. Or just more cameras.
Having said this, there was lots of great stuff on the PPV. I got to see the Amazing Red wrestle briefly (Cha-Ching!). I got to see the near legendary Samoa Joe wrestle for the first time ever. I'm not sure if he lives up to all the hype that's been laid on him, but Samoa Joe was impressive. The hands down match of the night, though, was the three way dance between Chris Sabin, Michael Shane, and Christopher Daniels. THIS MATCH FRICKIN' RULED! Ultimately, Sabin pinned Shane, and then Daniels proved once again that he is indeed the Man, by hitting Sabin with the Angel Wings and pinning him.
The Main Event was kinda a mess. It was this "King of the Mountain" match which had a bunch of really confusing rules that I don't wanna go into on my blog cause I ain't got time. The participants were the Good (AJ Styles and Raven), the Bad (Sean "Porn star/Abusive Boyfriend" Waltman and the aforementioned Monty Brown), and the Ugly (Abyss). The match felt short, was really confusing, and Monty Brown nearly ruined it by sucking so much. Still, in the end Raven shocked everyone by winning and becoming the new NWA Champion. Now here's hoping he dominates for more than a month.
On Saturday, me and my trained Howler Monkeys drove over 2 hours south to Brookport, IL, an itty-bitty town on the IL/KY border. It's right next to Metropolis, "home" of Superman (which is also home to a Casino boat, where I made a buck on nickel slots). We went to watch Chaos Pro Wrestling. The show was excellent as usual, with the crew from CPW putting on a solid show from opening bell to closing. I'm not gonna bore you by giving the rundowns on a buncha matches featuring guys that only work the IL/KY/TN area, but I do wanna say that this bunch of wrestlers are top notch, and CPW is hands down the best wrestling show in the greater Illinois area. Kai, Jeremy Travis, Shane Roberts, Hex Gauge, Slacker J, Chris Cade, Ricochet (or is that spelled Rick O Chet?), and Suicide Bane all had great matches that were well worth the drive. The highlight of the evening though, was whenever the announcer began calling Bro, Fitch, and myself "the Nickel Beer crowd" because we were cheering for Heel wrestler Jeremy Travis. The irony, of course, is that I don't drink alcohol.
Moving on, the TNA PPV "Slamiversary" was on Sunday. TNA has all of the potential to be a real contender to the WWE, and pound for pound they have a much better product. Their current problems are as follows: Too many has been wrestlers consuming too many top spots, a hand full of up=and-comers who aren't worthy of the top spots they've been given (read: the Alpha Male Monty Brown...), and they need better cameramen. Or just more cameras.
Having said this, there was lots of great stuff on the PPV. I got to see the Amazing Red wrestle briefly (Cha-Ching!). I got to see the near legendary Samoa Joe wrestle for the first time ever. I'm not sure if he lives up to all the hype that's been laid on him, but Samoa Joe was impressive. The hands down match of the night, though, was the three way dance between Chris Sabin, Michael Shane, and Christopher Daniels. THIS MATCH FRICKIN' RULED! Ultimately, Sabin pinned Shane, and then Daniels proved once again that he is indeed the Man, by hitting Sabin with the Angel Wings and pinning him.
The Main Event was kinda a mess. It was this "King of the Mountain" match which had a bunch of really confusing rules that I don't wanna go into on my blog cause I ain't got time. The participants were the Good (AJ Styles and Raven), the Bad (Sean "Porn star/Abusive Boyfriend" Waltman and the aforementioned Monty Brown), and the Ugly (Abyss). The match felt short, was really confusing, and Monty Brown nearly ruined it by sucking so much. Still, in the end Raven shocked everyone by winning and becoming the new NWA Champion. Now here's hoping he dominates for more than a month.
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There's a cat named John Micheal that wrestles out of Tennessee. He was trained at the Hart Dungeon. If you ever get a chance to watch him, do it. I've never seen anyone perform so fluidly live. I think the OVW (if it still exists) would be stupid if they didn't pick the kid up.
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