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Tuesday, 2 May 2017

WWE Payback 2017

WWE Payback 2017


Live on Pay Per View on Sunday, April 30th (Or May 1st UK time, as intended) Payback, exclusive to the Raw brand, took place at the SAP Center in San Jose, California.

Usually Payback is WWE's shockingly good event for a regular Pay Per View that delivers outside of its usual constraints. Last year it sunk to a new low. Would this year be able to pick back up or continue the downward spiral WWE so easily allow for themselves? 

With its Superstar Shakeup, titles all over the place, and failed story depth could it rise above? Featuring a title bound for its rival brand and two already moved superstars, WWE made a sheer mess of its brand exclusivity deal. With the House of Horrors premier and eleventh hour changes, was it doomed from the start?

Payback's a real one!

Let's find out.

WWE United States Championship
Kevin Owens (c) Vs Chris Jericho



Kevin Owens was labelled as "The face of America" a bulbous, laboured, pedestrian failure who whines, is handed everything and never materialises on his own talent. WWE just gave American's and its critics a perfect branding of its ordinary citizens.

The action swiftly began with laboured punches from Kevin Owens, who popped outside already and returned to lying on his back. The same routine of his worn out repertoire and bloated, blown up 'action' within less than three minutes. Something to be proud of. Huffing, puffin and all pedestrian favouritism from Triple H's NXT lunacy ignorance sees WWE decline even more ratings from its freebie trinkets devalued in hand gifting to another failed pet project. 

Even in a suit, with a shave and snorting his nostrils, Kevin Owens still looks like a cheap and tacky version of an angry lesbian finally making an effort to dress up for a night out to cover up his blotchy bits. There is no amount of airbrushing that can smooth over those cracks, darling.

Chris Jericho, on the other hand, couldn't deliver either. Old, dated, tired out and the pair phoning it in, with Jericho having to sell the failed run through of Big Kev was another puerile embarrassment. It was all filler and finally transferred the United States Championship to Chris Jericho after a boring opener that devalued the US title, America, the sport and WWE even more than ever. 

No-one truly cared.

As per stipulation from last month's failed Superstar Shakeup, mini draft, the winner would remain on Smackdown LIVE, thus moving Jericho. WWE badly advertised the US title for the PPV and now realise they needed to have it play out before moving to avoid is constant false advertising failings.

Jericho is leaving on Thursday once more to go touring after his third WWE return for a pay off only is over.


WWE Cruiserweight Championship
Neville (c) Vs Austin Aries

Boring acrobats, the ignorant weed of cast off action men dolls, Austin Aries had another random, favoured encounter with no earned plaudits. It was another typical jump around, swatting flies run through of pathetic lunacy proving the Cruiserweight's and its random title have no place in WWE and should never have been rectified. 

The failed action was an early toilet break which saw Austin Aries win by disqualification, so Neville could retain the worthless title and continued this disastrously worn out feud already. 

WWE are too scared to pull the natural plug.

Another of Triple H's excellent business management fails on ignorance. NXT and Cruiser's, Tag's and Women have all but sunk.


WWE Raw Tag Team Championship
Sheamus and Cesaro Vs The Hardy Boyz (c)

Some felt this picked up the pace, which wasn't difficult with the previous two filler match, warm up acts. 

Golden talent Cesaro, wasted outside of the main event, always brings the excellence that WWE seem to hate. Instead, we had the old age routine act of boredom that was the Hardy Boyz nostalgia of yesteryear failing to advance the future. 

An already injured Jeff Hardy, working limited action, was used to sell injury angles with turnbuckle action but failed to deliver. Hardy proved ring rust once more from his laboured TNA and Independent circuit run throughs taking a beautifully crisp leg drop of high rise Cesaro. Jeff Hardy was later smashed by ever useless liability Sheamus with an injury. Hardy suffered a cracked tooth, after moving the wrong way on Cesaro's dismount.

Cesaro also officially turned against the lovey Hardyz, with already bad boy Sheamus. There was no other option in WWE's mind. Which could have broke him free and finally boosted him into the lacking main event. Vince doesn't like him, so there. The Hardy Boyz retained.


WWE Raw Women's Championship
Bayley (c) Vs Alexa Bliss

Ever lacking champion and hometown hero Bayley walked into the arena with a distant reaction, despite home love. She still wasn't over and WWE's poor management of her as a plus one random to Banks/Charlotte months back continues to see her zombified run of just being there. 

Her competition was a freshly transferred Alexa Bliss, which was obvious in competition and result. The match was somewhat off and distilled 'wrestling by the numbers' comfortability, but provided some interest in places and was better than most at this point of the card.

It was fresh but tepid. Eventually Alexa Bliss naturally defeated predictable favourite Bayley to become the new Raw Women's champion. WWE continued to overhype her as 'making history' from winning both SD Live and Raw Women's titles. The titles have only existed for a year and aren't that historic or competitive at all. Fans are not that easily retarded.


House of Horrors
Randy Orton Vs Bray Wyatt

Well, here it is. The match we've all been waiting for. WWE once again failed to address its false advertising. Previously for the WWE title, since the Shakeup switch, Wyatt, now a Raw superstar with Randy Orton on Smackdown was simply a regular match now, losing all its hype.

Fully advertised as a WWE title match, WWE decided not to put it on the line in another bungled false advertising con.

How did you know they were doing a pre-taped segment in some random house? WWE recorded the first part of its 'match' which breaks false advertising yet again.

The match was instantly laughable with Orton pulling up to a derelict house in a limousine, shirtless, but in sweatpants. 

He entered this spooky house that was daft and laced with almost everything that resembled a random anything falls, hardcore, anything goes, backstage brawl.

It was simply sad and made Bray Wyatt as a weird entity fans could support, simply removed from main event status due to Vince McMahon's warped ideas of madness conferred onto Wyatt.

Wasted
Orton, on the other hand looked insanely ridiculous in playing this competitor filled with suspended dolls from ceilings, run-down, broken walls in need of restoration, and battles in the kitchen, supposedly to be Bray's.

Jokes of cooking, kitchen sinks and washing the dishes were aplenty from fans and critics who could not fathom the ridiculousness of it all.

It's the Kitchen Sink!
Do you dishes, dear.
The scenes ended, from the darkened night sky with Bray Wyatt smashing a refrigerator over Randy Orton, before hijacking his limousine and arriving to the Payback arena, which was brimming with light evening, cloudy sky that made fans in attendance applaud with laughter.

Even WWE could not think about making it a parallel dimension. They have no ideas without yours truly, Max Waltham, and try to emulate a wackier version of WWE mimicry in Bray Wyatt's empty shell. you aint me. It cannot be replicated in any capacity. 


Samoa Joe Vs Seth Rollins

Whilst waiting for Bray Wyatt to arrive, the match was stalled. Fans were as confused as everyone except Vince McMahon's even more warped brain of lunacy, it would seem. Babe, this was not engaging or appealing and darn confusing to many. You and I might understand but your audience does not, and now, you look more senile than ever. That's advice, bae.

The next filler match began with another of Triple H's ignorant friends and resident boring chubster Samoa Joe, fresh from TNA cast offs. (It's still TNA, not iMPACT Wrestling). In his constantly boring and evaporated 'feud' with Seth Rollins, both based on triple H's over inflated ego (even when off TV, he has to be centre of attention with other pawns) this was mundanely boring.

Rollins, who cannot seem to sell injuries any longer and has been over done to the point of extinction, had no other option but to try. Working with the clunky, Yeti come Sumoa Joe, the match was infeasible, daft and weak.

Poor brawls, lacking leg work over's and pedestrian filler from Samoa 'non entity' Joe, who simply stumbles around, pouts his snorty nose and looks every bit Kevin Owens' twin brother of failed succession, was unappealing trash.

Seth Rollins eventually countered a random move of no value to win another toilet fest break.


House of Horrors, Part 2
Randy Orton Vs Bray Wyatt

Bore Wyatt returned to the arena, fresh from the limo and entered normally, after its pre-taped lunacy.

Once the lights in the arena returned to normal, Randy Orton was shockingly behind Bray Wyatt in a mysterious turn of events. It was unexplained, of course.

As Randy Orton beat down Bray Wyatt, as predicted to the trained eye, fans were short-changed when newest Smackdown star Jinder 'full of steroids' Mahal ran in with his new friends The Singh Brothers, to ambush Randy Orton. Mahal, who had been given a contenders battle at the next PPV for Smackdown, Backlash, walked off with the WWE title. 



Jacked 'n' Juicy Jinder's before and afters.


Bray Wyatt seized the opportunity and used Sister Abigail on Randy Orton to cover him in the ring to win this appalling House of Horrors match.

A week prior, WWE gave Jinder Mahal a title opportunity because WWE are using him and the Singh's to gain some network attention in the newly set up India TV deal. Displaying Indians as cheating, steroid junkies, un-apprehended by WWE's blind eye Wellness Policy system and flaunting disgrace is not something to be proud of. Plus Jinder Mahal always has and forever will be a jobber for life.
Ratings have once more since declined since Owens, Joe and Mahal at the top of WWE. Excellent moves Vince.

There WAS/IS SOOOO much content that could have made this exceptional. Once again I do have all the answers, but Vince is distant and selfish to be the showoff. I don't care for all that, but without me it is fundamental proof it cannot be anything exceptional. So many things were missed here that could have been epic and barely scratched the surface. If only Vince McMahon would think about his product's future than hate fest snarl.

Oh well. I guess that's your problem right now, not mine.


Roman Reigns Vs Braun Strowman

The final main event couldn't come quick enough. It felt too long as a PPV and at this point fans just wanted it over with.
WWE hoped to use Braun 'Brown' Strowman as bait to anti-Roman Reigns fans, after WWE's John Cena Mark II, thrown down everyone's throats to willingly accept come disinterest gain traction.

Braun Strowman, who has been on the main roster for two years and still never once over, was only cheered for the sheer hate of Roman Reigns, and WWE know it. Outside of Reigns, Strowman is yet another failed concept that would normally have been future endeavoured by now.

Week's before this match, Braun Strowman tipped over an Ambulance where Roman Reigns was inside. Pre-recorded footage showed Reigns being unbuckled and escape by his shadow as Braun tipped it over. There was a mechanical crane on the other side that actually tipped the vehicle which was another poorly delivered heat builder. 

Strowman continued the no sell but clumsily walking around, doing nothing.

So comes Payback, where Strowman used the 'big man' moves including the Chokeslam, with another useless deliverance that had no impact to character building. He did it onto the announce table, as is the repetitive case every PPV.
Reigns followed with a Spear and failed near fall. He landed two Superman Punches, who countered with a lame submission. Braun used Running Powerslam's to gain an advantage which helped to get ahead. He cheaply covered him as Braun Strowman defeated hated WWE favourite Roman Reigns, which had absolutely no value or impact for either of them.

Fans were only hoping it would raise Strowman with fans. It didn't. They cheer for Roman, so vehement despised, under Vince and WWE's failed direction of the last two years which had a top performer apparent. It was supposed to be an Ambulance match tonight, but WWE changed it at the eleventh hour, as always, which once more, puts off fans and viewers with such mismanaged indecision.

This was clearly a failed main event of both stars and signals a serious concern for WWE's future.

WWE is fresh out of options, and has no-one left to implement success. 

You're Welcome!



PPV Rating - 1/10


Men/Women of their matches - Chris Jericho, Neville, Cesaro, Alexa Bliss, Randy Orton, Seth Rollins, Roman Reigns


Man/Woman of the PPV - Bray Wyatt



Fine specimens failing to
launch by WWE alone.
Packing more than a punch, too.
Cesaro was once more the star of the show, forever wasted in the tag divisions. WWE has since lost numerous performers in the tag decision by injury, release or break ups. Once more Triple H's failed tag division has crumbled and replacements with cheap ignorance infesting all the waters of NXT has/is proving disastrous. A serious cleanse and re-configuration is needed. Old hat performers including the opportunities Hardy sad acts are not what once was and WWE still fails to learn it cannot keep relying on its old age to create the new one. Cesaro was the only selling point and this would have been the perfect time to move him from Sheamus and go solo to the main event, but Vince McMahon seemingly hates him for some unexplained reason, yet, with Rusev, Orton and what was once Wyatt, where/are the most over guys in WWE.


Neville was the better of the two and is the King of Cruiserweight's he so claims, but only by default. there is no competition and as we have constantly explained the Cruiserweight's have no place in WWE and should be disbanded. The title is ugly, useless and holds no value. It is a hindrance than a success, just like the cursed Intercontinental championship.

WWE's old hat merry go round with its ignorance favoured dilution of title, prestige and competition proves both the Jericho/Owens types are a constant failure for WWE. No direction, apathy, inable knowledge knowing how to work from green, out of shape stars who do not strike any relevance continue to dwindle fans and ratings. Jericho, who is leaving soon after his useless win, and zero competition, has added nothing of importance to WWE on another failed snatch and grab paycheck return.

Alexa Bliss has made history holding both of the same title. The Women's title, which was never properly disbanded, actually nullifies her legitimate history claim as it is only the Raw Women's title which was the original title, unseperated. WWE have no clue what to do anymore in its own branding. Bliss, even with this phantom run, has only held the titles that are practically just as new as her. It is not something to be overhyping instantly, but WWE can't help themselves. These decisions further alienate its audience. They never learn or listen. The results are telling.

What to say about that House of Horrors one off? Much and little comes to mind. Laughable, pathetic, comedy, lunacy and missed opportunities on action, character builds and credible epic match making. WWE have no clue and get bored. When they do they fail to put the full effect in. When they do, however, it is distorted to an illogical way of interaction. Thus, WWE have failed both brands, fans, performers, titles and everything in between. It was an epic fail. Orton was a chump. Wyatt was a fool. Nothing was set up further for any involved and delivered further contempt alongside a disastrous, cheap and tacky ending of no sense. Snakes. worms, bugs, The Boogeyman, Mirror trickery and distorted images could even have proved profitable for some fun and entertaining weirdness. Instead WWE, clueless and having no creative direction in their offices, settled for a movie style filmed disappointment instead. Bray Wyatt can never get over on his own or when a distraction arrives.

Seth Rollins has reached the point of sheer boredom. Triple H's ego has destroyed WWE's second best performer in the Wrestling Wonders Pro 50 2016, and former number 1 previously. Injury prone, Triple H's extra, alongside his poodle Samoa Joe, and a random encounter that has no being, WWE enter another sloppy seconds. Who really cares? This is deadpan. Another replay of the failure that was Dolph Ziggler and Baron Corbin's painstakingly lukewarm 'feud' last year.

Roman Reigns was the better worker of the two on the night, but the moment Roman Reigns works a decent match, the problems have already been cast. He is the most reviled superstar on WWE's roster due to its failed mismanagement runs two years back as champion. Since then, forcing a John Cena style acceptance whether you like it or not, from Vince McMahon's dominance, has shifted the haters to the edge of never. Reigns is ruined and nothing can seemingly be done under WWE's current direction to fix it. Of course, I know, but WWE enjoy burning bridges, so. As for Strowman, he is more greener, or browner, than ever before. He is just a jobber that fits in place right now, but has nothing to offer and should have been pink slipped years ago. Being cheered as the anti-hero is not going to get him over through cheap tactics. 



© Max Waltham 02nd May 2017
All Rights Reserved






Wednesday, 21 December 2016

WWE Roadblock: End of the Line, 2016

WWE Roadblock: 
End of the Line 
2016



WWE hosted its second Roadblock shoehorn Pay Per View of the year in tonight, exclusively to the Raw brand. It has to have an extra line of text, you see, to stop getting in trouble with false advertising, as March hosted a cheap Roadblock PPV that did not count as legitimate viewing. 

Live on Sunday 18th December, from the PPG Paints Arena, in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, WWE presented it next Raw branded instalment, the last PPV of 2016, two weeks after Smackdown's dryly themed TLC bonanza. Would WWE, and Triple H's over-inflated ego be any different or regain entertainment values? Or would it be another flash in the pan with outdated story's, loosely put together at the last minute with no direction or writing wit?

Let's find out.

WWE (Raw) Tag Team championships
Cesaro and Sheamus Vs The New Day, Kofi Kingston and Big E (c ) w/ Xavier Woods

The WWE tag team championships, the legitimate ones, which exist and have never been brand exclusive separated, meaning Smackdown's titles are a sham, WWE chose to name them Raw instead. It doesn't count. The un-separated titles, cannot simply be re-branded. New titles must be swooped in and unified/declassified in order to have new branding stick. WWE make it up with no thought or brainpower, and the result is a shoddy brand, gold unworthy of gaining and knocks to those who hold it.

The oddball thrown-together team of Cesaro the talented and Sheamus the loof, took on happy, jumpy Unicorn loving stalemates The New Day. After fiddling the books to get another team a WWE record holding score (some of which doesn't exist as Xavier Woods defended a title he was no champion of) the match was another dry run. WWE still don't get how to brand its own brand anymore. Hilarious. Scores of ratings have dwindled over the past two years. What will it take for WWE to finally realise and act accordingly? Do they have any skill?

Cesaro as ever proved to be the most exceptional force, undermined and underutilised for his immeasurable talents and roster worth, to carry all the men as he previously did a year or two before in the tag scene with Tyson Kidd, as well as general work to the ailing Raw roster. 

His sparring partner come pal Sheamus, who is still terribly green and ever more ridiculous looking, is never going to get over with fans, but, he is Triple H's gym buddy handed everything on a plate, so go figure. WWE like him. I wonder why? Is it for sheer talent?

Regardless of moments, thrills, spills and completely lunacy in places, Cesaro again kept the match stable and eventually lifted the WWE Raw Tag Team Championship with Sheamus to finally topple The New Day of Kofi Kingston and Big E's stale reign. When the record is over, WWE hand it over, but by then it has been zapped of all prestige and meaning. It is another worthless title, sent to Cesaro to calm his contract expiry over the last two months potentially sending him out the WWE door due to creative frustration. WWE and Triple H needed to look good, but realises losing a strong member of the force who can actually wrestle despite their lack of ideas and Triple H's ego as head of creative, desperate no to admit he failed, re-signed with title acquisitions. A tag title. From a man who clearly should be in the dire, sinking ship of the main roster heavyweight straps. Though, it's a blessing in disguise not to have WWE's version of the heavyweight gold, the ugly Universal title, which isn't heavyweight status despite being placed on Triple H's heavyweight tub of lard friend.

When Cesaro wins, it's a cheap exercise for the office to cash in on their failed misgivings. It doesn't look promising despite Cesaro being more than capable at making things exceptional. 


Time Limit match
Sami Zayn Vs Braun Strowman

Triple H, obsessed with copying, fame hogging and trying to seem relevant as a WWE suit and more than the trophy husband decided, after much respect and openness from Max Waltham and the annual Wresting Wonders Pro 50 (WW Pro 50), coming in two weeks, decided to be infatuated with trying out all novelty encounters. Trying to outdo Waltham, whom he is bitterly jealous of for being a success in his own right, copying New Japan over gushings of one tape of midget flyer's and Independent circuits adding interest to time limit matches, decided on a novelty option for success.

This would be resident taxi cab, busker Sami Zayn taking on some big block of zero character, Braun Strowman, a former third wheel to the ever sunk Wyatt Family. Being the new brute force battling bulk, Strowman, a jobber squasher, was in his element. Or was that WWE's booking crew backstage, having the last laugh on puny nobody Sami Zayn?

Puny Zayn needed a hobo Mick Foley to but in and detract from him to raise his hand. Yeah, that'll work.

No-one cared, either way. 

This novelty idea was for puny Zayn to 'survive' ten minutes with jobber squashed Braun Strowman. Going into the match as a pure weakling, Zayn, who jumped about after being squashed on the mat, to lie around for a bit, like his real time mate Kevin 'inconsistency' Owens continued. Sami Zayn eventually made it past the ten minute mark and this counts as a 'win' in WWE's match booking lunacy. How has it got to this? They think it's a good idea. Further proof of such distortion to the real world and the 24/7 obsessions the McMahon's live in their own WWE world. Have the ratings gone down again?

Whatever.


Seth Rollins Vs Chris Jericho

The next match in this half-arsed run through of phoning it in on PPV, was an outdated match up before it began. Ageing tool Chris Jericho, who has no place in WWE character wise, or generally, took on rising Raw number one, dropped to Raw number none Seth Rollins. Talent, skill and all round boosting of the product and titles, when WWE weren't so keen on him which Max Waltham saw the light on, has been put into empty jobber battles. 

While excellent in-ring style, charisma and depth, Rollins was gain mistreated with directionless WWE booking outside of its main 'attractions' if that's what we can call them. 

From the predictable sigh of too and fro-ing, Seth Rollins won over Chris Jericho in adequate wrestling style match which had no place or real interest. Thanks for coming.


WWE Cruiserweight Championship
Triple Threat
The Brian Kendrick Vs Rich Swann (c ) Vs TJ Perkins

The re-launched Triple H-boxing themed purple title strap which looks entirely ridiculous and gimmick themed 'new colour title' provided another bout of wasted midget men jumping around to no avail.

The two, now former champions in its three-four month tenure (lol) saw a three way battle with jumps, floundering spot monkeys, ignorance in TJ Perkins and a novelty booking of Rich Swann, some Indy, close to ignorant, dude who 'was amazing' on the Indy's according to Triple H and his fandom friends in the so called Internet Wrestling community that Triple H often resented and insulted backstage before his WWE rise to NXT gushing. Don't lose your double standards, Trips.



As for the match itself it was juvenile, pathetic and full of spot monkey moments that failed to elevate what everyone already knew from the start, a failed concept that Triple H just cannot see beyond his own ego to 'launch a tournament' everywhere for everything. What a mark. If you want everything, you'll end up with nothing.

Triple H likes to rush into barmy decisions, lacks longevity in foresight and is a public menace on ego hiring of ignorance thinking he is being clever in trying to annoy for fun. Under Triple H's direction of the last two years, in efforts to try and undermine and steal the business magnate maverick pioneering skills of this writer, has failed beyond laughable belief. WWE s more of a Dixie Carter bolt hole than ever before, shows no actual skill in talent, hiring, creativity, direction, ambition or writing. Triple H's ego continues to kill the entire landscape. The man is a deadly poison on WWE that cannot put his own interests behind him and makes the entire business suffer as a result. If he did, he could have it all, but is too stubborn with the blackest of hearts. He's trying to get another wasted match at Wrestlemania with Seth Rollins. Because all of Tripper's matches have worked at 'Mania in recent years, haven't they? Though the big question is, why is Vince McMahon such a pu**y in dealing with his dying company at the hands of wannabe McMahon?

Oh, Rich Swann retained his newly found title, which to many WWE Universe stars was never seen or heard of on PPV. That in itself right there is yet another epic fail. HaHaHa. We are not amused. 

Among all this lunacy, sprite goblin elf jobber Neville arrived dishonourably chucking Swann into the, you guessed it, barricade. A turn we mentioned needed to happen at least six months to a year ago. Six months too late for WWE. Now Nev is just another inconsistency among impish mosquitoes.



WWE (Raw) Women's Championship
Ironman
Charlotte Flair Vs Sasha Banks (c)

Another, unsettled title re-branded from the original Women's title still un-unified or officially separated was re-named Raw title. It doesn't exist in the backdated lineage of title history, despite WWE desperate to add it in for dear old favourite Charlotte. This is the hilarity of WWE. They forget themselves and tweak their titles for historic moments and yet erase all history made by failing to correctly brand their titles from the supposed kingpin of branding, who seems to have lost the plot over the last seven years.

A novelty option to do the whole 'Women's revolution' thing, made poignant by Max Waltham, made a complete disaster to female wrestling by WWE, a lengthy timepiece.

They had thirty minutes to battle over a title that has only ever had two occupants in under a year, Charlotte and Sasha Banks.

Tonight the battle was on between Raw's two of three divas (Bayley is recent and desperation call up, anyway) Sasha and Charlotte in what seems to be the never ending feud of lackadaisical wrestling. Charlotte who since her debut over the past two years, hasn't managed to technically wrestle one match in WWE and has been resented by fans for it. We told WWE and Charl of it immediately and they choose to dismiss the issue for their own ego. Look at them now. The scene, wrestling and opponents couldn't be more of a joking disaster.

On the flip side was injury prone Sasha Banks, whom Vince McMahon is no fan. He likes Charlotte Flair, daughter of Ric, who will sell out at any opportunity. So does Triple H, who idolises Ric Flair as he wrestling hero. No, seriously, he does. 

Sasha, champion from two weeks back after involvement from, you guessed it, Ric Flair, cost his nasty daughter the title and handed it to Sasha instead, who couldn't win on her own. Two months ago, Sasha Banks was busted for using performance enhancing drugs failing a WWE Wellness Policy test. Instead of being banned for 30 days as is the policy, Sash, who got injured at the same time, sat out on the bench for near 30 days due to injury. WWE decided that this was okay for her suspension too, which was never served and therefore Sasha should have had another 30 days timed out for her wellness violation.


Though this is WWE. She is allowed to be a steroid abusing druggie, in a time of WWE's lack to support its stars and divisions with healthy competition. With only two to three divas on its roster and a WWE ego to push their fave forward above all logic, has made a sheer wasteland of the diva as division, trying to enhance 'Women's' novelty wrestling. WWE have put it back another 40 years. All for ego and PR attempts with press and TV bragging of female empowerment. Hilarious. The true face of WWE's thievery and conniving cash ins for fame. Hasn't worked though, has it? Because you never were and never understood the origin of how it will work. WWE's bitterness serves the product no favours and is currently on a downward spiral evermore.

As for the match itself, filled with botches, rushed attacks and running around moments before doing some mat work breather spots, Charl, using her daddy's name once more, and Sash, the injury prone druggie couldn't even settle the match at thirty minutes. So it went into overtime. Even with a PPV match of thirty mins they were still unable to write or develop an angle for the gals. Hilarious.


Tied at two a-piece, Charlotte Flair pummelled Sasha Banks to defeat her and once again invoked fury with the WWE Universe with her fourth, inconsistent, transitional run as champion. Fans did not take to Charlotte now or ever before, and her days are numbered as a credible star, WWE used by making her her father's shadow, becoming completely worthless to all of wrestling as the most failed concept ahead of Roman Reigns. 

Raw's dramatic change two weeks prior was a red herring that only untrained eyes could not see coming a mile off. 


WWE Universal Championship
Roman Reigns Vs Kevin Owens (c)

A minor champion that has no heavyweight status simply created and slapped on budget replacement for injured ignorant show-jumper Finn Balor after one day of reigning, highly ignorant sadsack Kevin Owens was next on the list to excel the title. After dropping more ratings than anything else, Big Kev spent the first five minutes, as routine to every match of his limited repertoire, on the mat rolling around for breather spots or yelling outside like a child. This isn't the Indies dipsh*t. 

The champ.
More loud spot calling was audible from Kev, as always, in his efforts to tell Roman what to do next. Roman Reigns, who stole the show and proved, despite his wellness violation and poor management by WWE, has shown efforts to drastically improve his style and power, bit by bit. It is encouraging to see Reigns, who knows WWE have no options to changing his position, take advice from this writer on board in previous articles. With sheer improvement, powerful working in transitions and fluidity for such a big man of muscle, has managed to work a decent showing with a pitiful opponent that screams constant failure and limp interactions. 

Expertly applied 'pressure' hold from
Kev's loosely gapping arms. 
Failing to sell angles, walk around, yell and use his body to try and do a move, which was just plain comical desperation, Kevin Owens is not the pin up star WWE so blindly hope for, based on Triple H''s title handing fandom faves. Business sense has gone out the window. In has come some stray from the cold, needing a blanket and a warm cup of cocoa before WWE reads him a bedtime story. Aww. That's nice, isn't it? 

After getting his opponents to simply walk into his standing moves, pedestrian Kevin Owens defeated Roman Reigns by disqualification after, you guessed it, a run in from his new found bestie Chris Jericho. Another flawless victory. Getting a cheap win, failing to actually win on own merits and constantly getting a technicality or cheated win beyond dishonourable direction. This is WWE's  future. What a laugh.


Assets
After the match, Roman Reigns, with the assistance of Seth Rollins, double powerbombed Kevin Owens through some tables at the titantron ramp, just like two weeks back when Dean Ambrose was flung into them at TLC. Score!

The state of it, your champion. 
Relive The Shield days, dear. It is all you have left. How sad for WWE that after years of a trio famed for the future, in the future, all three of their careers have plummeted at the top? WWE logic at its best.

So Kevin Owens can be beaten when the title is not protected on him? A poor 'delicate' blubber being used for fat kids, who, ironically hate 'fat' Kev. WWE logic at its very best.
Well done.

On the following night's Raw it was revealed Reigns will have a rematch at Royal Rumble, and Chris Jericho will be suspended above the ring in a sharkcage. WWE at its finest. The biggest joke it can possibly be. What a great idea. Zzzzzz.




PPV Rating - 1/10



Men/Women of their matches - Cesaro, Braun Strowman, Seth Rollins, The Brian Kendrick, Sasha Banks, Roman Reigns



Man/Woman of the PPV - Cesaro




Cesaro won a title. The tag title. As a consolation prize to stay in WWE due to lack of direction and creative distaste. Vince McMahon doesn't like Cesaro plain and  simple. Even with fans connecting, McMahon, the oh so amazing star on the microphone, said this was what Cesaro needed to improve on. Lumbered with Sheamus and no direction, a blood red title of ugly proportions and no character it is clear to see why Cesaro would want out. Though, thankfully, Cesaro has remained. There was no place on the Indy's that would benefit Cesaro. All have become so openly ignorant and would curtail Cesaro in time. A heavyweight in the making, WWE need to destroy the Universal title, have a real World title and Cesaro lift it. The body, size and charisma all fit WWE's checklist. Vince McMahon clearly hates how he got himself over. That's true, WWE really do hate that. The joke, however, is on WWE for failing to see power, stardom and huge money lost on championship and brand raising reputation. It was also highly necessary New Day were finally dumped. All be it six months to a year too late. Stale beyond stale. 

Seth Rollins and Chris Jericho? Whatever. A complete waste of everyone's time. Rollins will be filling the minor roles until Triple H shows up for a match. Only when it's his ego that needs caressing.

Even after thirty minutes, WWE, who false advertised again, due to their brainless angles they can't figure out themselves, it wasn't enough to encourage female succession as champions in the wrestling business today. With only two divas trying to emulate Women, Charlotte and Sasha are as clueless and useless as the writers, bookers and WWE bigwigs that fail them. Telling yourself what you want to hear and deluding the scene further in WWE land isn't going to turn positives. With only two title hosts their history is pitiful. Charlotte, Sasha, Charlotte, Sasha, Charlotte, Sasha, Charlotte has literally been the history books tally since April 3rd 2016 to December 18th 2016. Pathetic.

The Cruiserweight's are once more a non-entity. All thanks to Triple H's ignorant hires and obsessed ego that doesn't have any future outlook or longevity. 

Sami Zayn and Braun Strowman. Really? A toilet break match starting off with a stipulation of weakness. No-one cares for either. There is nothing Zayn can do in WWE, either. Let him and his inseparable play-doh goof go. They won't be nor either will be WWE's future. 

Using Roman Reigns as a smokescreen to do the same old, tired out, thing with Owens as a chump champ who can't even win on his own merits (why title should never have been created or given to him) has failed beyond due course. WWE have no clue where they are heading. He doesn't represent the so called WWe Universe of which it was created for, either, which once more drops ratings. Owens, given a title by his mate Triple H or not, has been a huge factor in declining ratings over the past two years of his 'debut'. WWE realise he is 'delicate' and needs to be given titles instead of winning them to fit in with WWE, to which he has no place, except in triple H's fandom freebie club. Aww. Even the poster of Kevin Owens was hilarious ridiculous. Empty, no emotion, no depth, no charisma, no champion worth and just some f*t bloke in a pair of leggings and shorts. Exceptional. Only Triple H seems to see what Big Kev offers. Mind sharing it with the rest of the world? 'Cos no-one else is seeing it. What a mark Triple H truly is. A fine way to ruin a legacy one was trying to build, on a block towering mess that looks like he needs a shave and a good wash. Glum, boring, dull, button nosed and deflated. Star quality all round. WWE are clueless. Defiance and ignorance are no virtue, especially when killing off your own product for some random jobber, who won't last the distance.

Do WWE purposely intended to annoy and p*ss off people for their own amusement? (The answer is yes.) If unapparent it was so much more clearer to the remaining handful of Indy darlings who have stuck with the 'E despite hardcore wrestling supporters bolting years back after realising this dead end company, fresh out of values, worth and story for its stars would never appeal to them any longer. WWE host their own show for them, forgetting the bums on seats pay their wages. The bums have finally got up, flashed you their behinds and left. WWE have joined the Wrestling fans' own 'Kiss My Ass' Club.


We've constantly written about the lack of foresight, direction and whatnot over the last 10 PPV's WWE has put on since April. Almost all have been lacking and WWE forever fail to listen. When Max Waltham had stopped giving WWE its crucial advice and Triple H attempting a coup for power as a fan favourite who can give what they want, failing miserably, WWE have sunk to their lowest ebb in TV production, ratings and values. Failure to listen, ignorance hires and no actually creative/writing skill, WWE and its incessant ego of Triple H's jealousy than workability with others has flat lined WWE's future. WWE and more so, Vince McMahon have got no clue and have chosen to idly finish off its own business for fun and ego. Ouch. The man who used to be one of wrestling's most exceptional pioneers is now a forgotten shadow of his former self. All because of stubbornness and failure to act on what's hot right now and will be for the next five -seven years. WWE stalled and  five years later. Vince never had a five point plan.


Poster boy Kevin. Non-descript an' all.
Maybe he should start thinking on one, and one which doesn't involve Triple H killing off every chance WWE could have had for his own ego to feel he is a natural McMahon outside of marriage. Yet he continues to hide behind his wife. Double standards to their fullest. Lose the hate, the ego and get with the program. Personal choices have been and are what Triple H's decisions are which has all but destroyed WWE for a very long time. There is no future and it is simple to see why they have to sponsor themselves or throw money at toy makers, jewellers and KFC (Kevin F*t C*nt?) to seem like they have, maintained their position, and sponsor them by proxy. Anyone doing so knows it is not profitable any longer. 

Again, WWE need to get on with figuring out their future, like really, beyond stories, advertisers and TV appearances with media cash ins that don't keep WWE's reputation high. WWE has lost all business sense, jumping on what is relevant and necessary for growth and bungled decisions on its own ego.

2016 has been a pitiful year for WWE, its failed brand spit, perplexing titles, lame direction and lacklustre bookings and hiring's. 

Again, Vince McMahon, get your sh*t together!



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