The Best and Worst of WWE Raw 7/18

By: 07.19.11  •  131 Comments

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Best: Professor Plum in the Billiard Room with the Genetic Jackhammer

Vince McMahon has been a secret fashion icon since his earliest days on television. Who could forget his bright red bowtie, his over-sized Raw is War dress shirt flak jacket or his leisure suit overalls from the “Stand Back” performance? The sleeveless black shirt he wears in all the video games is iconic. So is the doo-rag and suit ensemble he rocked as the first truly black ECW Heavyweight Champion.

So it pleases me to note that the older and wider Vince gets, the more he starts to look like someone’s ironic sofa. It takes a real man to pull off sorbet, and while I’m not sure even Vince pulled it off, it does add legitimacy to the size-of-fruit comparisons he bestows upon his own balls. If I showed up on TV wearing a Purplesaurus Rex suit I wouldn’t look like a millionaire pimp, I’d look like Lloyd Christmas. The man looked like he should be abandoned in a 1990s fridge in favor of Sunny D. Who’s his tailor, Urban Decay?

Worst: The New Stooges

At the risk of telling you too many uninteresting things about myself, lately I’ve gotten really into comedy from the first half of the 20th century. If you listened to my appearance on the House of Punte podcast you know I’m a sucker for a good Our Gang folly (as long as they involve Stymie), and if you’ve ever doubted my heterosexuality (and trust me, that’s an easy thing to do), allow me to verify it with five words: I love The Three Stooges.

I want to pretend like I’m an elitist who only enjoys Chaplin and Keaton, but no, I think it’s funny when Curly accidentally stabshreds Larry in the ass with a power drill. Without getting too deeply into what makes what funny, here’s Exhibit A, a Stooge chart.

Curly – Always funny
Shemp – Funny
Moe – Funny until Joe showed up
Larry – Funny until Joe showed up
Joe – not funny
Curly Joe – god damned awful

Using these adjectives as scientific fact, we see a decline in Stooge quality as time moves on and Curly has strokes and somebody at the motion picture studio decides being fat and bald makes you enough like Curly to be a Three Stooge. In wrestling terms, a “stooge” has come to define the hapless Yes Men who follow Vince McMahon around and do his bidding. The classic Stooges were Pat Patterson and Gerald Brisco, and I don’t think I’m making any rash judgments by saying they were probably the worst thing that ever happened in wrestling. Yes, the Hardcore Evening Gown match was worse than Jimmy Snuka murdering a whore, why would you even ask me that?

Assuming that means wrestling’s stooge chart STARTS at Curly Joe, there is not much hope for John Laurenaitis, who at his best is the love child of Shawn Michaels and Steve Zahn and at his worst is a skateboarding idiot. Exhibit B:

And it it turns out Johnny Ace is wrestling’s Emil Sitka, who does that make Shane Douglas?

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Worst: Tournaments In Theory vs. Tournaments In Practice

In theory: Wrestling tournaments are awesome. It sets up wrestling like a real sport: guys who might not always compete against each other are paired up with a common goal, so things like heel vs. heel and face vs. face become workable dynamics. It gives your show a plot. You have a clear beginning, middle and end written for you with an excuse for tons and tons of wrestling. And not only does it make the wrestlers look like they’re competing for something, it makes your company look great because the wrestlers are competing for YOUR something.

In practice: Ugh, tournaments.

So many problems with tournaments. One, the family that paid 60 dollars a pop for upper deck seats paid to see Rey Mysterio once and have no interest in seeing him three times. Those people don’t really care what you do, they just want to see you doing it. People watching at home need structure, action, drama, a story. People watching at the arena would be happy if the five biggest stars just stood in the ring and waved at them for two hours.

Two, you’re asking guys who are used to working five minutes a night to do three times the work, so you get a lot of stuff like R-Truth lying on the ground with Rey Mysterio in a headlock for five minutes. Imagine what would happen if you dropped Rosa Mendes into the middle of a SHIMMER show. Can’t picture it? Put your housecat in a car and push it down a hill, see if it knows how to stop the car and drive back up.

Three, tournaments bring out the worst in fantasy bookers, especially on the Internet. As soon as its announced, everyone with a functioning set of hands jumps on their keyboards to explain what’s going to happen. Think I’m being condescending? I did it too. Last night the first thing that went through my head was “Alberto Del Rio’s going to lose his first round match, then cash in Money in the Bank after somebody who had to wrestle three times wins the finals”. I didn’t care about the matches, I cared about how the bracket was set up and what happened at the very end.

Four, nothing they’re doing matters. Like two weeks ago Alberto Del Rio won a #1 contenders match against R-Truth and Rey Mysterio, but didn’t get his shot. So he gets entered into a Money in the Bank ladder match against R-Truth and Rey Mysterio, and wins that. The championship gets held up, so he gets put into a title tournament involving R-Truth and Rey Mysterio. NOTHING YOU DO MATTERS, ALBERTO.

Best: Mike Mizanin, Superface

As phony as Miz comes across as a heel sometimes, I feel like he could be the most sincere and effective babyface wrestler in the world. You know that thing Cena does where he talks about how much he loves THIS BUSINESS and they show pictures of him holding WWE belts when he was three? That’s not the life of the modern WWE fan. The modern fan didn’t love wrestling as a kid, then work hard to be a star athlete so they could spend four seconds in wrestling school before getting a developmental deal based on their incredulous natural genetics and wax-faced good looks.

WWE fans aren’t Cena, WWE fans are The Miz. They’re googly-eyed guys in bad shorts who were still carrying around toy replica titles when they were 20, doing sh*tty impressions of The Rock, being bad at everything they do but sticking with it until they’re accepted. That’s the guy WWE fans want to cheer for. All the wispy heel stuff Miz has done can be easily swept under the rug as the “heh, that’s just me bein’ me!” part of the paint-by-numbers anti-hero act of 1998. He’d be Orton, but identifiable. He’d be Punk, but impossibly average. The best part is that people would believe it, because it’s true.

Worst: Put Alex Riley in the Crate With the Rest of the Spirit Squad

Riley was in the Spirit Squad, wasn’t he? He was the one that yelled RILEYYYYY right

Regardless, the Alex Riley experiment has been completely overshadowed by the other, more important things happening in the company, so I think they need to take a step back, put him in some underwear that don’t make him look like he’s in La Resistance, and let him simmer on low a little while in Florida. The guy can obviously make a living out of this, but he is Create A Wrestler as f**k and needs to be doing nothing deeper than getting Skull Crushing Finale’d on the reg.

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Worst: John Morrison

hey, all right, john morrison’s coming back

This video is called “See why John Morrison is called the The Guru of Greatness”. It’s a bunch of clips of him jumping and kicking and sometimes landing. Nowhere in the video does it say “he’s called this because when you’re a bad guy you say facetious stuff you don’t mean, and when you become a good guy you have to pretend you meant everything”. He’s called that because he made up a bunch of nicknames for himself on The Dirt Sheet. You ever seen those promos and videos where the Rock is all “I EARNED THE NICKNAME THE GREAT ONE AND WILL BE FOREVER KNOWN AS THE PEOPLE’S CHAMPION”? Yeah, when he came up with those nicknames they were to piss people off, because he was bad and people hated him.

Also nowhere in the video does it explain how Morrison typed “authority” into Thesaurus.com and just did alliteration with every result. Here, I’ll do it, ten new nicknames for John Morrison.

1. The King of Kicking
2. The Judge of Jumping
3. The Wizard of Whiffing Finishers
4. The Connoisseur of Convoluted
5. The Oracle of Open Relationships
6. The Governor of Coverin’ Her (works when he’s wrestling against women)
7. The Witch Doctor of Making Me Watch Someone Wrestle Sheamus

Okay, seven new nicknames. But that literally took me twenty seconds.

Worst: Jack Swagger Needs To Be More Accepting Of Loss

The only thing I can seem to remember Jack Swagger doing (besides putting Jerry Lawler into an ankle lock on 67 consecutive shows) is that Madball face where he grabs his hair with both hands and breathes heavily. I could understand this if he’d just shown up or was on some sort of power winning streak, but damn Jack, you’ve been here since 2008 and I’ve seen you lose to Evan Bourne about forty times this year, why are you super shocked when R-Truth pins you?

Much like people need to abandon the “C’MON REF THAT WAS THREE” when someone kicks out, wrestlers need to get newer or more varied emotional responses to losing. “Passed out” or “surprised” seem to be the only two they can muster.

Best: Ricardo Rodriguez

YESSSSSSSSSSSS

If you’re a longtime reader of this column, you know how much I like CHIKARA alumnus Ricardo Rodriguez, and if you don’t know why I feel this way, allow me to transcribe his appearance announcement from last night.

Alberto Del Rio: “here is a thing”
Ricardo: “ALBERTO DEL RIO, ALBERTO DEL RIO, ALBERTO DEL RRRRRRRRRRIO, VAMANOS ALBERTO DEL RIO, TODOS ALBERTO DEL RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIOOOOOOOO DONDE ESTA ALBERTO DEL RIO ALBERTO DEL RIO ES UN ABOGADO DE LOS ANGELES, QUE HORA ES ALBERTO DEL RRRRRRIOOOOOO”

And it kept going on and on until I was smiling and clapping my hands. Welcome back, you wonderful guy, you.

Best: Wrestling Like You Might In A Tournament

I’ve read a lot of criticism of last night’s wrestling (which I understand, because I, too, was wondering what was happening backstage with Kelly Kelly), but I enjoyed a lot of it, particularly the Kofi Kingston and Alberto Del Rio match. It made the most sense — Del Rio was wrestling to win a tournament, going hard and fast quickly to try and put away his opponent because hey, in his mind he’s got two more matches after this. Kingston responded with Controlled Frenzy™, and we got a nifty few minutes that included ADR sticking the Chris Hamrick bump and getting hit with one of the most effective looking dives we’ve seen on Raw since Benoit was hurling himself into tables.

Okay, since Daniel Bryan was injuring his shoulder by accident every week. Lots of murderer references in the report this week!

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Best, But Secretly Worst: Summerslam ’92

So Casey Anthony is in the news today, have you seen this, have you heard about this

I’m kidding. No, Summerslam ’92 was the Lugz Boot Of The Night or whatever in remembrance of the fantastic Bret Hart and Davey Boy Smith Intercontinental Title Match in front of 80,000 people at Wembley Stadium. Quick, tell me what happened on the rest of that show. Give up? Let me give you a quick Best and Worst of Summerslam 92.

Worst: Nails vs. Virgil (and it ends with a SLEEPER HOLD), Crush vs. Repo Man on pay-pre-view, Macho Man losing to Warrior by countout at the THIRTY FREAKING MINUTE MARK, a Rick Martel double count-out, a Kamala disqualification and Jesus Christ, the Beverly Brothers.

Best: Repo Man’s amazing entrance theme. Also the Legion of Doom vs. Money Inc., but even that is sort of a “worst” because it’s the WWF version of the Road Warriors, and the WWF version of anything not native to the WWF is a little worse.

That “one match show” phenomenon is real, and it lives at Summerslam.

Best: El Demonio

Rey Mysterio’s Gene Simmons-inspired mask is a huge Best for this week, and the best use of KISS in pro wrestling since they played for four hours on a two hour Nitro, leading to Dale Torborg literally killing The Wall with a chokeslam during the “Special Main Event” at WCW: Sloth or whatever. I don’t know, those last few years of WCW are starting to run together.

The only thing that would’ve made it better is red mist from Rey. We’ve seen him spit mist before, so why not? Also great would’ve been Rey ascending to the rafters to play “God of Thunder”.

Best: Dolph Ziggler is Still Rad

You know what makes Dolph Ziggler one of the best pro wrestlers in the world? A sense of urgency. It’s important in food service, and it’s important here. When he moves, he looks like he’s trying to get the jump on his opponent. How few people actually do that? He doesn’t waste a lot of movement when he goes for stuff, which is what makes his wacky Mr. Perfect bumping so great — it’s nothing BUT wasted movement. He’s like a Punch-Out character, doing his crisp, choreographed mannerisms until you uppercut him, and then he just flops around freaking out. That’s great.

Compare and contrast him with somebody like Test. Test never once moved with purpose in his life. Even when he was fighting for the dainty love of pre-Crisis Stephanie McMahon, his clothesliens always started with a grimace and a stutter-step that might as well have been a flashing neon sign reading OKAY NOW IT’S TIME FOR THE CLOTHESLINE.

Best: Increased Lack of Backstage Walking

I expected the show to be all-in, balls-out crazy following the events of Money in the Bank, and at first the laid back, evenly-paced nature of the show put me off. Then I realized that we were only going backstage for establishing shots of Vince and some quickie interviews with Josh Mathews and that made my heart grow three sizes.

I’ve never understood why wrestlers allow cameras to follow them around for no reason and sort of long for the day when guys who wanted to talk had to sign up for allotted time and wander out to that powder blue backdrop to talk to Bob Caudle. And the Horsemen paid a cameraman to follow them out into the parking lot because they wanted everyone to see them break Dusty Rhodes’ hand.

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Worst: Do Divas Know You Can Tag

Witness once again the very worst thing about pro wrestling today — the 7-on-7 or 35-on-35 good guys vs. bad guys Divas tag team matches that start with two women and end with those same women about 15 seconds later. They accomplish nothing and are the biggest bullsh*t waste of time. It goes back to what I was saying earlier about how the families who came out to see the show don’t want to see the wrestlers wrestling, they just want to see the wrestlers. I guess in twenty years some kid will say “I saw Maryse live!” but won’t remember he saw her stand on the apron for a quarter of a f**king hiccup before Eve Torres yanked her off by the foot and badly forearmed her until Rosa could get the spot right.

It makes me sound like even more of a creepy wrestling nerd, but I love women’s wrestling. From the AJW of the early 90s to the American Joshi division in Anarchy Championship Wrestling today, women have repeatedly proven that they are the performance equals of any man and can be a legitimate, entertaining, money-making part of your program. Some of these women you employ are actually great at what you pretend they’re employed for. F**king utilize it.

Or release a few of them so I can try to hook up with them at Wizard World.

Worst: Kelly Kelly is a Braggart

I think Kelly’s arm is just stuck like that.

But no, seriously, how funny is it when the Brotherhood of Evil Divas are all standing around while Kelly skip-trots around in her pandering football semi-jersey with that Icing By Claire’s hunk of sh*t above her head? Then the match begins and ends without any participation from Kelly, and the bad ladies have to walk backwards up the ramp holding their jaws while Kelly proudly displays the title THAT HAD LITERALLY ZERO RELEVANCE TO ANYTHING THAT JUST HAPPENED

It’s like, what are you bragging about? You more or less got the Rey Mysterio sympathy title run, Kelly, only your dead Eddie Guerrero is living in Kharma’s stomach.

Best: The Chickbusters on Raw

Speaking of women who could participate positively to a pro wrestling show, how about AJ and Kaitlyn getting space on TV to bumpslode knuckles before it was time to celebrate? I feel like they more than anyone could be the… well, let me put it this way. Do you remember the episode of The Simpsons where the Twirl King yo-yo team performs at Springfield Elementary, and Lisa thinks Sparkle is so pretty? Girls do that. Little girls lock on to the nicest seeming girl in the performance and idolize them. It’s one of the reasons why magicians have beautiful assistants. I think in a company where dumb Hawaiian Tropic model Kelly Kelly is the signature face, a couple of pretty, goofy, talented young girls who don’t get to do a lot would be — or at least, could be — WWE’s Sparkle.

In a related story, I think AJ might own more wrestling gear than anyone I’ve ever seen. She never seems to be wearing the same thing twice. Mick Foley wrestled in the same flannel shirt and sweatpants for decades. AJ has had like 8 televised matches and she’s worn something different in every one of them. I’d do the same thing, if only to point out exactly what my alternate outfits should be for the video game.

(note: put AJ and Kaitlyn in the next video game)

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Best: Let’s Go Miz

Again, check out this babyface motherf**ker right here. Sure, Rey Mysterio is headbutting a bunch of children, but Miz is beating everybody on one leg, CLEAN, with his finisher. When he can’t walk freely he’s forced to wrestle, and that makes him great.

Wait

Maybe that’s been the storyline all along? I mentioned how I thought Miz hadn’t recovered from his Wrestlemania concussion and that his fall at Money in the Bank was the next unfortunate event, but maybe it’s all been on purpose. Maybe a clean bill of health makes Miz lazy and causes him to take shortcuts, but he’s so internally scared of losing his dream job an injury makes him focus and work harder. Pay attention to how often he mentions everyone saying he was never going to make it, how often he says people like JBL told him to quit. Injuries CAUSE a sense of urgency. That’s great.

Best: I Am Interested In Hearing R-Truth’s Catchphrases

Truth’s Pretty Ricky run so far, starting circa his water-beatdown on John Morrison and continuing through his “that briefcase better not have spiders in it” promo from last week, has been so great that even if he gets into a stagnant spot (like he’s in now), I will still give him a best just for saying a snippet of something I laughed at before. His backstage interview with Scott F’n Stanford was basically just him saying “CONSPURCY” and “GON GET GOT”, but I clapped my hands and did the nyah hee hee Chris Farley fat child laugh.

The wrestling I can take or leave with Truth, but every week I would like to know what is in the process of getting gotten.

Worst: Silent Rage Might Be Related To Me

Tough Enough winner Andy Leavine is in the process of Sean OHaire’ing himself. He’s building this complex emotional character that will come off a lot stupider in person and eventually cause him to fail. O’Haire did that with his Devil’s Advocate act. I was like YEAH, I SHOULD EAT TONS OF FOOD and YEAH, YOU’RE RIGHT, I’M GONNA CHEAT ON MY WIFE during the vignettes, but when he was just a piss-looking guy rubbing his hands behind Roddy Piper I didn’t care.

So far Andy’s character is “an extremely poor chunk of white trash who is quiet, but then suddenly sometimes gets pissed off”. More succinctly his character is “every person in the South”. When he walked into his old house and kicked around a bunch of garbage in the company of meth dealers and crackheads, I didn’t think “man, he’s faced hardships”, I thought “hey, my room used to have garbage like that”. You see, I’m from a poor, drug-infested neighborhood in racially-volatile southern Virginia, and the only difference between me and Andy is that if I called myself “Silent Rage” I wouldn’t screenprint it on a shirt and wear it 24 hours a day. Also, I wouldn’t call myself “Silent Rage”.

But yeah.

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Best: Progress

The show ended, as you probably know, with the announcement of John Cena being fired. Don’t worry, there is a huge, huge “worst” hidden in here about building a show on a tournament (complete with Miz battling the odds, Del Rio’s cash-in abilities, and Mysterio’s “doin’ it for the lil’ big fans” thing) only to wipe it out completely in favor of impromptu talking. It was a wrestling show capped off with the most soap opera thing they’ve done in weeks, and it was super phony sounding.

However.

Vince McMahon being removed as the WWE’s Big Bad is a strong, powerful move in the right direction. As shows like “The Wire” and “Game of Thrones” have taught us, you shouldn’t be afraid to sacrifice your darlings. The Mr. McMahon character worked well for the longest time, and every great character needs an end point. Do I think they’re actually going to go forward with Triple H and keep Vince off TV, save for a few Hall of Fame appearances, for the rest of his life? No, not really. Do I think Vince will be on TV next week, and the week after that, and probably the week after that. Yeah. I’m conditioned to.

But the idea itself is the step. The fact that it would even be suggested is a step. Triple H can assume the Vince role and work an entirely new set of situations and relationships, finding his own Jesse Ventura, finding his own Steve Austin, his own Shane and Trish Stratus and whoever. That’s good. Time moves on, and wrestling should move with it. That’s why history and continuity are so important, and why I’m always so pissed off when they get ignored. You can build something storied and complex here using the simplest, most basic-looking blocks.

So progress. That’s a best.

Worst: How Scared We All Are Of Triple H Ruining Things

Trust me, I don’t like him showing up either.

Triple H is an important wrestler who has done good things. He’s also singularly responsible for about 40% of the horrid sh*t that has made me ashamed of being a wrestling fan over the last decade. Katie Vick. Blowjobs under the table with Candice Michelle. Those 20 minute show-opening speeches. But the worst thing he’s done is create this feeling of unrest in the online wrestling community so tangible and real that when he shows up and does ANYTHING we start tensing up and backing away and covering our heads with blankets.

I don’t know if he’ll be a positive addition to shows in this role, or even how long it’ll last until somebody makes him mad and we have another dumb Wrestlemania sledgehammer thing. Probably until Summerslam. See? I’m trying to explain how we do it and I’m doing it before I can get it all out. H, you corrupted us, and I hope you’ve got a lot of good ideas for a prosperous future, because holy sh*t you owe us.

Best/Worst: Bipolar Audiences

WWE audiences don’t know what they want. One minute they’re NA NA NA NA HEY HEYing Vince for a goodbye, the next they’re chanting “THANK YOU VINCE”. That’s wrestling in a nutshell, sadly enough. A bunch of people who do what they’re told not sure what they’re supposed to be doing.

Worst: I LOVE YOU POP

lol

hey H, you aren’t Shawn Michaels, you can’t pull this off.

Worst: A Brief Discussion Regadring History and Logic in Pro Wrestling

The Deus Ex Board of Directors did not remove Vince McMahon from power when he

– Drugged his wife to manipulate her and make out with models basically on her lap
– Won the ECW Championship in a 3-on-1 handicap match, pretended to be black
– Said the n-word on television
– Had a gun held to his head and pissed his pants on television
– Destroyed the reality of kayfabed wrestling by screwing Bret Hart
– Organized a group of occultists to embalm and crucify Steve Austin
– Ordered said occultists to kidnap his own daughter to make Steve Austin mad (?)
– Whored out his daughter to businessmen for personal gain
– Challenged f**king God to a tag team match

etc. etc. etc.

They removed him from power when he

– lost the WWE title
– tried to fire John Cena

The guy they put in charge, Triple H, is the same guy who

– spray-painted their corporate offices
– mocked a manslaughterer by f**king a mannequin in a coffin in a funeral home
– was racist to a black guy, then pinned that guy like it didn’t matter
– hits people with sledgehammers
– broke Jim Ross’s arm
– shot a fireball into somebody’s face
– has taken off his pants on TV numerous times, including dangerous amounts of ball sack
– attacked Randy Orton and his family in their home
– kidnapped, drugged, raped (?) and married Vince McMahon’s daughter
– was friends with Road Dogg

and so on.

You know, maybe John Cena should just go to TNA anyway.

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