Best: Double Enzo? Double Enzo.
Enzo comes out, says that Sylvester Lefort needs to fall back like his hairline, then challenges him to a lucha de apuesta: betting his mohawk against whatever it is you would call Lefort’s hair. A Hair vs. Hair match where Tim Donst doesn’t get his head shaved? Yeah man. I’m in.
Best: STILL HYPED
You can’t bring me down, Mojo. Not today.
Best: A WILD JESSICKA HAVOK APPEARS
I guess every show I write about will include J-Hav from now on. She’s my favorite, and now this episode has me practically giddy.
Best: LUCHA LUCHA LUCHA!
Yes. YES. All of this. A lot of the time a match like this fails because performers are focused too much on flashy flippidy doos and keeping a high-intensity pace that they forget that every movement actually has to mean something. It becomes a race from move to move, with everyone trying to get their shit in than being effective against their opponents. But this works. It works so well. Sami Zayn and Kalisto running the ropes, then Kalisto stopping mid-flip into a handstand, then reversing into a headscissors? SWOON. Even Adam Rose going full Leo Kruger with that clothesline, only to pop up like he’s surprised he could do it? So great, and entirely within my secret belief that Adam Rose is actually evil and will make you party or else. I wasn’t even expecting the outcome, but Sin Cara and Kalisto vs. The Vaudevillains is a wish I didn’t even know my heart made, and now I’m kinda bummed that Brandon will get to write about it.
Like I said before, I don’t NEED to tell you how great NXT is, but I don’t get to do this all the time, so I will. NXT is this fully functioning universe of baby pros peppered with main roster appearances, where everyone just wants to be good at what they do. That’s it. WWE can be so frustrating. You get the same thing over and over, people going through the same motions, having a million conversations about something that really only requires one. In NXT, one day you might be dancing a jig, and the next you might be downloading the entire Evanescence catalogue for character research. But it’s okay. One of the things that makes independent wrestling my very favourite thing is that you get to watch people you care about change and evolve and get better and better. You fandom grows with them, and there’s such an immense sense of pride when other people get to see that. I know we all have our fears when someone gets called up from NXT, that our happy little bubble has burst, and Raw will turn them into neutered shells of what they once were (‘sup Emma). And that’s fine. That’s fair. We have more than enough examples of that. But NXT still gets to be this special place where everyone just gets it. People who don’t look like Randy Orton or John Cena get a chance to shine; they can wrestle their hearts out, or sing their own entrance themes, or be badass wrestlers who love hugs and hairbows and friendship and that’s totally okay. I want you to watch NXT, not just because I like you and want you to watch fun wrestling and be happy, but because this is what I want the future of mainstream wrestling to be. I want bad guy heel characters and true babyfaces who don’t threaten to vomit in your mouth because lol gay or whatever. I want female wrestlers to be treated like wrestlers, and not just a bathroom break. I want NXT to stay a thing so that as they all get better, the lumbering dinosaur that is our perception of what popular wrestling has to be will change.
At the end of the day, isn’t that what we all want?