Attention Wrestling Fans

A couple weeks back I expressed my disinterest with the WWE and their product, and Clive had tried to sway me back to the dark side. For anyone that doubted me before, I present to you a recap of a segment from last night’s WWE Raw broadcast. This should erase any questions of why I would give up on wrestling. Because it’s not wrestling. Taken from

Terri was stationed outside Kane’s locker room. She hoped to talk with him after the video aired. Meanwhile, Jonathan Coachman interviewed HHH, who said the video would prove Kane is not only a murderer, but a twisted psychopath as well. And then it aired. The video began with a warning that it contained offensive content and that viewer discretion was advised. It should have warned that the video would offend anyone with an IQ above that of a stalk of celery. It showed a funeral home chapel with a coffin. There was a female dummy in the coffin, supposedly Katie Vick. HHH came in, wearing a Kane mask and pretending to be Kane. He told Katie she looked better dead than alive. He blamed her for the accident, saying if she had just let him have his way with her, he wouldn’t have swerved off the road and crashed. He then began groping her breasts. This was sick and was getting sicker by the minute. He took off her bra and panties, and sniffed the panties. She was wearing a cheerleader outfit, by the way. One wonders what the WWE writing crew do in their spare time. And it got worse. HHH actually got inside the coffin and pretended to have sex with Katie as blissful music played and the camera focused on flowers and candles and other funeral chapel paraphenalia. After he “finished”, he reached inside the dummy’s head and pulled out a handful of mush, bragging that he screwed her brains out.

Any questions?

I *really* hope some stockholders bring this up at the next WWE shareholders meeting. The McMahons really need to explain how they can put this on television, and then produce more video games and action figures for the kids. Not only am I not watching this stuff anymore, but I swear to you if I had kids they wouldn’t be watching it either.


World What-EVER Entertainment

It finally happened. That fateful day my parents warned me about as a child.

I no longer care about wrestling.

That’s bad to say, I know, and there exists the slightest chance I could become interested again down the road. The problem is, the product has just outright sucked for far too long now. Now, they’ve decided to eliminate the storied Intercontinental Title, thus removing themselves from my peering eyes. The reasoning is simple – as a child, I was always small. I’m still only 5’8″, so not exactly a giant amongst men. I quickly became aware as a frail youngster that I stood no chance of being a Heavyweight champion due to my size, and began to emulate the smaller, quicker guys like Ricky Steamboat instead. They were all chasing the Intercontinental Title, as they were smaller, and because of this I deemed it my favourite one. Since Pat Patterson won the Title in a fake tournament on September 11, 1979 in Brazil (it was actually awarded to him here in Toronto) there have been 91 champions.

  • Jeff Jarrett held it the most times with six.
  • Pedro Morales held it the most days at 599.
  • Honky Tonk Man held it the most consecutive days with 454.

And now it’s gone, folded in with the former WCW World Heavyweight Championship. And that is the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back – I’m done. Stupid Vince McMahon.


RIP Nilton Fernandes

I just got word that a TV review columnist for the Wrestling Observer, Nilton Fernandes, passed away yesterday. He was pinned between two semi-trailers at work as one backed up. He was crushed and didn’t make it. The saddest part of the whole thing?

He was 22.

I read Nilton’s work every week – I thought he was well older than 22. He was full of knowledge, he was informed, he was entertaining. He was a great read. I now know that he was a student at the University of Manitoba while working in his off-hours, and of course, writing at night. It’s amazing how many things are taken for granted, even small things. Tuesday morning I logged on to the site purposely to read Nilton’s review of Raw. I had seen the show, I just found Nilton’s reviews entertaining and I wanted to read what he had to say. I won’t have that opportunity again. That doesn’t come anywhere close to the fact that his close friends and family won’t have a chance to even see him again.

RIP, Nilton. Wherever you are, know you were appreciated while you walked amongst us – even from those of us who never met you.

However, in the face of tragedy we can always look for good news from other sources. I’m going to take this forum and moment to congratulate Angela and Wayde on the announcement of their pending first child! Way to go, you two! :)