Hey friends! It’s another week of Impact Wrestling, which means another week of me trying to sum up a show without just posting gif after gif of people aggressively rolling their eyes. But first…
– Brandon and I tried out a fun new thing where we provide viewer Slammentary for a vintage WWE pay-per-view. For some reason the last fifteen minutes cut out, and I can’t seem to fix it, but everything that came before it is fine. Well…if you define “fine” as trying to wrap our heads around what is basically ten minutes of a hate crime.
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This week on Impact: Rockstar Spud goes from lion to gazelle in what is secretly the best episode of Animorphs ever.
Best: If you’re lucky, Magnus will get in the hammock with you!
I know, I know. Danielle enjoying both Magnus AND the official dissolution of a friendship-based wrestling friendship? Who even am I?
See, for me, this is exactly what Magnus should be doing. Well…he should be sitting out in the garden of an English country estate, eating crustless sandwiches and drinking tea with Abyss before they attempt to solve a murder mystery with the help of a sassy old lady and her plucky, smarter-than-his-station-would-suggest driver, but enough about my secret Mrs. Bradley Mysteries/TNA crossover headcanon. If their friendship was just a ploy, then of course Magnus should be firing him. He’s no longer the champion. Abyss is wrestling for his title. Magnus goes on to correctly point out that Abyss doesn’t even work for TNA (which is still a thing that wasn’t really explained, but it’s canon now so okie dokie), and he shouldn’t have been afraid of MVP firing him because he works for Magnus, not MVP. He had one job, and he failed to do it.
Logic? In my TNA? It’s just…it’s just so beautiful, guys.
And hey, while I’m mired in the muck of this more than likely all too brief love affair with Magnus, can we talk about how delightful Magnus Enterprises is? Do you think he has business cards? Custom pens that he lends to people only to say “No no, you go ahead and keep that” because it appears altruistic but really it’s just good advertising? Whenever Impact writers decide to pull the plug on arguably Magnus’s best performance run (because we just can’t have nice things), I hope they somehow position him as a Hank Scorpio-type heel. I mean, he didn’t even give you his jacket, Abyss.
Okay, I guess: MVP, I guess
I’m not going to give MVP a best, because he doesn’t really deserve it, and I’m sure we’re not far from him doing something to earn his now traditional Worst Because Of Course He Is, but if we’re going to accept that the Television Champion who was never really released and remained on the TNA roster page during his “absence” DOES NOT work for TNA, then this is a smart move. Well, as smart as it is to employ a big scary monster who hurts people, has a split personality, and somehow has the ability to be in two places at once. If you’re MVP and you have a problem with Magnus (because you’re a terrible boss and kind of a crummy, vindictive person masquerading as the savior of a thing you keep making exponentially worse), taking the mentally and physically dangerous human who just wants a sense of belonging and positioning him against your perceived enemy who just happens to have very recently pissed off and alienated said dangerous human is a pretty good idea.
Best: Velvet blazer!
Best: Rockstar Spud vs. Kurt Angle
So glad we could get this exclusive match gif:
I kid, I kid (kinda) (not really). To the surprise of literally no one, putting EC3 at ringside to cheat, cheerlead, and wear that shirt with the double collar is a move I support wholeheartedly. The match is a squash, predictably, but I love the little bits of offense Spud gets in, preventing it from being Kurt Angle shoot murdering him via Old Man Suplex ’04 for five minutes straight. While I’m sad that EC3 took off his shirt instead of Kurt Angle’s leg (lol kidding you do what you want Mr. The Third), this is a perfect example of what should be happening right before a pay-per-view. A clear and concise story told from preliminary promo, throughout the match, right down to the RICKETY REE RUN IN OF THE WILLOW. It’s simple, it make sense, you know why everyone is there, and you know the reason they’re fighting. Plus we get a bonus of mega-adorable bowtie adjusting, and EC3 carrying Spud up the ramp, Bodyguard-style. I might not agree that the new, younger talent should be the bad guy in a scenario in which one man refuses to listen to his crumbling body and keeps insisting he wrestle, and the other is…okay, the other is gloriously stupid and entertaining in his own ridiculous, but still.
Worst: Do you happen to have a good wrestling match in that Makeover Bag?
Fun idea: Let’s make this segment over into one that isn’t offensive on almost every level.
Worst: I know no one actually watches their own show…
…but has anyone ever seen any actual wrestling before?
A larger, stronger wrestler catching a smaller wrestler off of the top rope? What’s next, a top rope suplex? You crazy for this one, TNA.
Worst: Speaking of Twitter…
HAHAHA good one.