The Best And Worst Of WWE Raw 3/12/12 Is Definitely Attitudinal

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Best: A Doctorate In Thuganomic Studies

A few inarguable truths about Doctor Of Thuganomics John Cena:

1. He looks stupid, and this is where he got the jorts in the first place.

2. He’s not particularly good at rapping.

3. He can be clever, but he does two terrible things: inserting a bunch of curious wording at the end of the first line to make you figure out what he’s gonna rhyme it with before he’s done with the second (example: “I bumped into the counter and knocked my SNACK OFF…”), and falling back too regularly on “my nuts” or “you’re gay/you masturbate” as a punchline. Seriously, dude mentions jacking off more than Childish Gambino mentions Asians.

However, the John Cena Character Success chart still plays out like this:

Robot John Cena > Rapping John Cena > Sarcastic Douchebag Post-Troops John Cena > Troops John Cena > Rookie With Ruthless Aggression and Underwear To Match Your Local Sports Team John Cena

So unless Rock’s planning to tear off a section of Cena’s face to reveal a hideous cybernetic eye, this is as good as it gets. I like how unforgivably uncool Cena allows himself to be in this character, and if all he’s gonna say is “Rock likes balls in his face” I appreciate the small amount of effort that went into constructing a rhyme scheme.

And hey, Cena’s got something over the Rock this week — he went over the same tired material (he should really move on from the wrist jokes, as appropriate as they are, because we get it) but at least built on what happened last week, mentioning the crowd’s kinda-sorta turn on Rock with the “Tooth Fairy” chant and outing Rock for having a boob job. People thought I was joking when I mentioned that in the 3/5 column. Trust me, folks, I’m not Tim and Eric enough to type “Rock had a boob job” and not mean it.

Worst: WWE’s Idea Of “Rap”

Part of what makes rap enjoyable is what we in the business (the wrestling blogging business) call “flow”, “the rhythms and rhymes” of a hip-hop song’s lyrics and how they interact. The problem with rapping for a wrestling crowd is that if you have any flow whatsoever, the crowd isn’t going to be able to follow and understand you. Why do you think wrestlers take such long pauses between sentence fragments? When they say “LAST WEEK” and pause, they’re waiting for you to say “what” and process “what he’s about to say happened last week”.

Anyway, WWE’s idea of rap is to write out a rhyming poem and read it like you’re giving a book report. If Cena’s rapping isn’t enough to prove this, check out every “rap contest” or whatever they’ve ever had. Vince gets a lot of sh*t for not seeing movies or TV shows until 10 years after they’re irrelevant, but the guy’s hip-hop awareness stopped somewhere around Rappin’ Rodney.

Remember when Kanye West was on ‘Def Poetry’ and thought “poem” meant “a song with no music” and gave his personal f**king poem a sung chorus? It’s like that, but in reverse. Also, if the Rock got 20 minutes to play one chord, Cena should’ve prepared a wrestling version of My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy in its entirety as a response. It practically writes itself. “I’ll call you hoeski for short/as a last resort and my first resort.”

Extra points if he refers to CM Punk as a “Chi-town nigga with a Nas flow”.

Best: Mark Price

F**k John Stockton.

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Best: Better Call Black Saul

“If you’ve got a Twitter account, you’ve got an attorney!”

If I join WWE Creative in the next … let’s say, six weeks (hey, it could happen), my first pitch is going to be a follow-up on this graphic that goes deeper than whatever hashtaggery they’ve got planned. I want full-on ‘Fairly Legal’ style stories where Otunga valiantly fights for the rights of WWE Superstars and occasionally gets dragged out into the desert and held at gunpoint by the Undertaker and Evan Bourne in ski masks.

Also, an entire 90 minutes of Raw devoted to Otunga pulling a Henry Fonda and convincing a jury that maybe Big Bossman pulled up the briefcase, sure, but supposing he didn’t?

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Best: Vickie Getting Heat On Daylight Savings Time

Aside from the David Otunga: Single Argyle Lawyer and the return of a particular funky space dinosaur, my favorite part of the show had to be Vickie Guerrero being booed for saying she hates daylight savings time. She said that she wanted to make daylight savings time illegal, and then goes EXCUSE ME and everyone NWO Hollywoods her with their voices.

How awesome is that? Not only for being the 10,000th verification that WWE audiences are booing you for who they’ve been told you are, not for what you do or say, but for the ridiculousness of the statement and the idea that anyone in the world would hate you for saying it. Like there’s some guy in the crowd going HEY, SHE DOESN’T WANT US TO MAKE BETTER USE OF DAYLIGHT. Vickie should come out every week with increasingly reasonable suggestions and see how long she gets booed, like

Vickie: “I think same sex couples should be afforded the same basic human rights as anyone else EXCUSE ME”

Crowd: “OH GOD BOOOO, BOOOOO”

until she’s exhausted every social idea and is just saying sh*t like “milk does a body good” to boos. They’ve already booed “don’t do drugs”, “woman politely refusing beer” and “healthy lifestyle choices”, so why not?

Best: This Kid

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Hey kid, I know you’re trying to do the Sheamus taunt, but that’s how we used to make fun of retarded people.

Best: The “Explain GTV” Sign

I like fan signs that demand a response. I wish I was sitting across from him with a blank posterboard so I could write “THE G WAS SUPPOSED TO STAND FOR GOLDUST, BUT THEY HAD SOME PROBLEMS BRINGING HIM BACK AND I THINK THEY WANTED IT TO BE TOM GREEN, I DON’T KNOW, NOTHING FROM THAT ERA IS REALLY IMPORTANT TO REMEMBER” in block letters and hold it up.

Best I Guess: The Match Wasn’t Great, But I Like You Both, So Whatever

Sheamus and Dolph Ziggler are perfect opponents. Ziggler makes everything Sheamus does look like it’s been delivered for maximum damage, and Sheamus’s strikes and natural strength sorta reign in Ziggler’s wacky selling and make it look legitimate. If a guy the size of Sheamus kicks me in the face as hard as he can, I’m probably going to flip backwards headfirst at 100 miles-per-hour and spin like a top before collapsing, so it makes sense.

Unfortunately … I don’t know. I think it has something to do with the Raw style of matches rather than the people performing them, but I didn’t enjoy a lot of the wrestling on the night. I didn’t see anything particularly wrong with it, although I’m gonna use my Spidey-sense to assume that when Sheamus stood up out of the crucifix with Ziggler on his back he was trying to flip him up into a Schwein, but he’s not Goldberg so it didn’t work and they had to improvise a dumb, sudden thing where Sheamus runs shoulder-first into the ring post and just casually turns around and kicks Zig Zag Man to death for the win. “Flat” is one of the worst things people on the Internet say about wrestling matches, but aside from closely observed selling and a comparison of skin tones I wasn’t really into this.

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Worst: No Vegan Options At Quicken Loans Arena

That’s why he’s upset. It has nothing to do with invasive questioning or whether or not he was rude to AJ last week, Daniel Bryan’s pissed because the only things he can eat at the Quicken Loans Arena (assuming he doesn’t have a problem with processed sugar) are

1. cotton candy

2. Crackersjack

3. a pretzel if it’s “Super Pretzel” brand without any butter on it, but you know it’s got butter on it, and if it doesn’t it’s been under a heat lamp since 1865

4. nachos with no cheese

and if you’re gonna eat Q nachos with no cheese you might as well squirt some yellow mustard on your souvenir soda cup and throat that down, because Christ, food doesn’t get much worse. WWE.com should’ve filmed an exclusive where he and AJ go to Melt after the show and they’re just laughing and high-fiving and talking about Batman.

After I’ve finished my Otunga fiction, I’m having the ‘Man Vs. Food’ guy guest host Raw just so Bryan can jump and LeBell Lock him for his crimes against better sense.

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