Worst: Everything is MVP, and nothing hurts more
At Lockdown, Dixie attempted to secure a victory by arranging for a special guest referee obviously rigged to be on her side. Bully Ray was that ref and, of course, at a pivotal moment that would have ensured a victory for Team Dixie, Bully Ray turned on team captain Bobby Roode, and assisted Team MVP in the win. Now MVP is in charge of Wrestling Operations, and is everyone’s new boss.
This is the worst thing to ever happen in the history of wrestling and bad things.
Okay, not it’s not, but it’s still super crummy. MVP takes the time to describe his management style, and it’s conveniently an acronym that matches his initials! See, he’s gonna Motivate, Validate, and Participate. Sounds like a nifty idea, yeah? First he’s going to Motivate his wrestlers: it’s always nice to encourage and support the people you work with. That doesn’t sounds so bad. Then he’s going to Validate their opinions: should they have “beef” (or angry seitan in Austin Aries’ case), he’ll give them the opportunity to get in the ring and work it out. A little odd that that’s the only way he’s going to deal with issues – ignore them and let the problems fix themselves – but this is a wrestling show and wrestling matches need to happen somehow. Then, if that still doesn’t fix it, he’s going to Participate: he is going to get into the ring and beat you until you shut up. Oh yeah, my boss does this all the time no wait I’m sorry you’re going to do what?
I feel that now is the time to once again point that on a show where no one is really a good guy and everyone is selfish and despicable to fault (except you, Joe Park, my candle in the wind), MVP is really not the good guy.
As I’ve said before, I feel that a lot of Impact’s core issues could handily be solved by an empowered Human Resources department and a working knowledge of Labour Board standards (or whatever this entity is in America). An objective third party that understands every worker is entitled to a safe and ethical workplace environment without fear of retaliation for pointing out when these standards are not met, or you’re constantly being kidnapped by a dude who jerks off with fistfuls of your hair, or when your old-ass boss wants to put on a onesie and dance around before he drops an elbow on your face because you have a legitimate workplace concern.
And then there’s Magnus.
Seriously, we had a good thing going. You were super sh*tty, I got to place an embargo on writing about you because you were simply that awful, and it was great. Then you joined up with Dixie and Spud and EC3 and blossomed under the radiant banner of the Blokemen. It was a glorious time, albeit all too brief. Then…okay. Then things got a little weird.
At Lockdown, Magnus wrestled Samoa Joe and it was…a thing that happened IN A STEEL CAGE, but then once Samoa Joe locked in a rear naked choke and it looked like he was going to make Magnus submit, a hand came up out of the ring? And then pulled Samoa Joe under the ring? And then he came out shuffling and drooling like Kurt Angle in his natural state? And then Abyss came out to help Magnus win?
If you can’t tell by the gratuitous question marks and understanding that every sentence is said out loud with an increasingly high-pitched inflection, it was…a little odd. And kind of confusing. And also slightly boring somehow? Question mark? Inflection??
Anyways, I guess now that we’ve violently switched directions on this show once again, we’re going to forget that Abyss was going to go somewhere to get help, and not just a new mask and a new British friend who pays him money because that has been his prime motivation for the nearly two years they’ve been telling this story.
Magnus lets us know that he has eschewed his Blokeman title and (delightfully) uses a mixed up American football metaphor to explain why he’s left Dixie behind, and is now using his power and newfound fortune (lol) as TNA champion to hire Abyss has his own personal monster. This causes MVP to call Magnus’s title run a joke, then bring out his own monster, and Number One Contender, Samoa Joe.
And then things get a little muddy. While it’s super fun to pretend that Joe is the Waymond to MVP’s Montez, realistically the person MVP is most similar to is the Popeye’s Chicken spokeslady. Just breathlessly shouting buzzwords without a break until your eyes kind of glaze over and you become less aware of what he’s actually saying, and moreso just accepting of the idea of what you think he might be getting at.
I DON’T HAVE TO MOTIVATE YOU BUT I WILL VALIDATE YOU AND I’M GOING TO GIVE YOU AN OPPORTUNITY TO PARTICIPATE IN THIS WRESTLING MATCH BECAUSE THAT’S NOT SEAFOOD THIS IS SEAFOOD MMM-MMM SAMOA JOE POPCORN SHRIMP WRESTLING I’M MVP AND I’M GONNA GIVE YOU A REVENGE MATCH AGAINST ABYSS AND ALSO THIRTEEN PIECES OF CHICKEN FOR $9.99 LET’S START THIS MATCH LOUISIANAAA FAAAAAST.
Oh god just take a breath and pause between your sentences and stop shouting at me I’m allergic to shellfish and maybe also your management approach and great now I’m doing it thanks a lot you jerkhole.