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Sunday, 24 December 2017

WWE Clash (of Champions) 2017

WWE Clash of Champions
2017



Live on Pay Per View from the TD Garden in Boston, Massachusetts, on Sunday 17th December 2017, WWE entered its final PPV of the year. Given to  the Smackdown brand, would WWE once more settle for conformity and repeats or start to shape the new year with a wholesome appetiser? WWE Clash of Champions has been shortened to WWE Clash, where Clash of Champions usually features EVERY match as a title on the line. Meh. Let's find out.


Results

Flabby Roode.
Dolph Ziggler finally climbed the mountain and defeated Baron Corbin, in a good effort but pointless hand me down pandering to lift the United States Championship in a Triple Threat. Bobby Roode was also in this triple threat as another of Triple H's TNA cast off add-ons. Roode was highly out of his depth, had zero charisma or personality and is just the same as TNA fodder in WWE. Transitions on moves were awful and simple filler with all slowed down gimmickry and laughable interactions. How WWE think this is glorious success in waiting is somewhat baffling. No one cared.

World Class talents.
The Uso's retained their Smackdown Tag Team Championship, Fatal 4 Way, Tag Team foray in a cracking battle, largely helped by the team of Rusev and Aiden English in a four way with New Day's Kofi Kingston and Big E and odd ends Chad Gable and Shelton Benjamin.

Returning the Charlie Hass/Shelton/Team Angle nonsense, added with New Day laughs (hmm) the match was highly upheld by the sheer quality from The Uso's and Rusev and Aiden English. The latter pair have come into their own despite being the WWE 'odd couple' pairing like Cesaro and Sheamus (when creative don't bother giving you anything and hate you, but fans and critics see the talent on offer). It makes WWE look solely embarrassing. Both teams really shone and made the other two throw ins seem more capable in a multi man match than they would sink on their own.

Gable also suplexed both Rusev and English where English almost landed on his neck, which could have caused serious problems for WWE, and an unsafe working environment. Gable should take more care after almost paralysing someone in the ring with sloppy action. 

Both of them need a super hot feud and as we have said for years Rusev is super over and has the potential to be a honourable man with English, who can more than carry himself despite WWE's hate of getting yourself over on talent alone than WWE's silly angles that claw it down. 

Don't let your eyes go lopsided.
Charlotte Flair predictably downed Natalya to keep the worthless Smackdown Women's Championship, by her daddy's submission, in another guided and safely WWE booked match that was repetitively forgettable. The lockerroom ladies, all handful of 'em, were Lumberjackjills.

The Bludgeon Brothers, Luke Harper and Erick Rowan, dropped Breezango, Tyler Breeze and Fandango, in another nothing Tag Team match. The Bludgeon Brothers (must have taken five minutes for WWE to think that one up) are just not working in any situation from WWE's lacking laziness. It was finished in under two minutes. Harper and Rowan looked like boring fools and Breezango looked even bigger chumps once again. No one won.

Up next was another Tag Team, Special Referee's match reminiscent of a Smackdown supershow than an actual PPV. Roly Poly, wife cheating (allegedly) and whining windbag of no skill and ratings dropper of three years handed every title by his friend Triple H, Kevin 'moaner' Owens teamed with his ever trusted sidekick Sami Zayn. Daniel Bryan AND Shane McMahon were special referees. After going into business for themselves last month and abusing the show to try and seem relevant, Zayn and Owens would be 'fired' of they lost. Unfortunately they won. WWE missed another trick there.

Resembling a team of late night janitors trudging through the sludge they created, was met with opponents in the jobbing for ignorance hires who can't materialise, Randy Orton and another fandom favourite of Triple 'no business acumen' H, Shinsuke Nakarmura. This project on all three has already failed but WWE aint gots no options left. How sad for them. Attendance is at its lowest ever, int it?

Here's a sexy picture of Randy Orton,
the five star worker,
 just to keep you entertained.
Recent TNA flunkie made WWE champion, acrobatic flyer AJ Styles once more retained in a worthless WWE Championship main event against Indian Summer TV project for Indian market expansion failings, namely Jinder 'Canadian, steroid abuser, terrorist themed' Mahal and The Singh Brothers. 

Mahal's personal toilet brush holders and Styles' mosquito jumping lunacy as the new John Cena with five moves was another jovial embarrassment for a company supposed to be leading the way in 'sports entertainment' and crashing with the waves tremendously through its own bitterness. 

No one can do (or replicate) what I can do. Should have got with the program, honey.

WWE Clash was more of another Smackdown episode that had a special third hour. It was exhausting, boring, repetitive of all year PPV and just random filled with WWE favourites numbing down its talent for in-house favourites the audience hated to see the first time around.

Have the ratings dipped? Are the stands in the arena empty? Does Triple H ever learn to shelve his imbecilic ego of ignorance hires, with his nasty wife joining his bullying campaign and Vince McMahon appeasing them to make a quick buck? Business for WWE is as usual. Down the pan. Its no wonder the stars already there are contemplating leaving WWE altogether or taking breaks. Even its staff are fed up with WWE's moron management. All to try and outdo the man who made them a modern success that just eats at their ego, instead of working together with, Max Waltham. 

Fans have bailed and they are the only ones with any sense, it would seem. All that's left is the Indy darlings who hope, cry, whine and wish for some cuddly teddy bear to hold onto. WWE's media and PR management is at its worst ever that rips into the programs and don't see how alienating they are, comprised with the McMahon's on air trying to salvage some attention fans believe they have zapped from all the fun.

Even in the background, whiny Kev fugly
ruins everything with zero class.
Cheap and tacky copies of Daniel Bryan's catchphrase (derived from Max Waltham once again), thrown together tag teams once again like three years ago, test subjects, steroid abusers and sex fuelled porn stars as champions or height of programming can't even attain an audience. WWE really haven't seen or been bothered to realise just how damaged their product has become, all down to the airhead era of Triple H and his media toting obsessive wife, Stephanie McMahon, who once had high hopes and sold herself off to the highest bidder. Sounds like a street corner fares better.

Boring, useless and empty. Expect much more worseness in 2018. 2017 drought of ignorance in WWE was only the start for the cascading waterfall of sewage to tumble down at the harshest of speed. Though, that's their problem now, isn't it? 2018 is going to rapidly decline. Pull out. We did tell you last year. Guess what? We were right, as always. 

Verdict? Another boring waste of time and zero entertainment. Go do something better with yours.


Happy New Year.


You're Welcome.



PPV  Rating - 1/10


Men/Women of their matches - Baron Corbin, Rusev, Natalya, Fandango, Randy Orton, No one was good enough.


Man/Woman of the PPV - Rusev



© Max Waltham 24th December 2017
All Rights Reserved

Thursday, 12 October 2017

WWE Hell in a Cell 2017

WWE Hell in a Cell
2017


Switching up the PPV's once more, this time Smackdown was given the Hell in a Cell gimmick card, laced with Shane 'he'll do a spot' McMahon trying to get over some random fat boy who has failed to ignite Independent scenes as well as WWE viewers rapidly dropping ratings than pounds.

Other card skirmishes were random filler, but would they stand out or just be another afterthought?

Live on Pay Per View from the Little Caesars Arena on Sunday 08th October, 2017, Hell in a Cell began.

WWE Smackdown Tag Team Championship
Hell in a Cell
Tag Team
The Uso's Vs The New Day, Big E and Xavier Woods (c) w/ Kofi Kingston

In its repeat series, WWE randomly returned the Smackdown tag titles to the New Day trio of lunatics. Nothing new from their stale Raw days then.

They fought, as champions, with spare wheel Xavier Woods, against The Uso's. 

The Uso's held the match together with laced skills and technique to really shine their greatest after we've constantly pointed that out to WWE, who seem to hate The Uso's based on talent than worthless sex pest Woods and over-towering tank Big E.

The Uso's regained the titles they should never have lost in WWE's attempts to create some excitement to title switches. They tend to switch the wrong titles in the first place, and to its new holders is very questionable concern.

The Uso's shone but it was simply a basic match, despite huge effort from the guys as WWE have done a number on them, along with the dreadful back alley black gangs stereotype which had no real feeling of interaction to fans.


Randy Orton Vs Rusev

What should be a motion epic of key players sidetracked from main event successes was another forgettable match despite huge talents in both corners. 

WWE have grown bored of both men, who are two of the only selling points of the brand and company to date. WWE seem to alienate their own strengths, which makes investors and fans rightly worry how delusional WWE's marketing strategies are affecting the actual 'sports entertainment' values.


Once more like previous bouts of embarrassing Rusev, whom WWE now hate, had Randy Orton pummel through with another blasting RKO, which was well done by both, but again, forgettable like its previous bouts over the last two months.



WWE United States Championship
Triple Threat
AJ Styles (c) Vs Baron Corbin Vs Tye Dillinger

A perfect 0.
Random fluffer come cabbage patch doll, Tye Dillinger, was added as a late entry to the battle for some unknown reason. No one cared.

With Baron Corbin in the dog house over the last month for speaking out, and losing his heavyweight title chance, he was given credible booking tonight in efforts to shock the fans on what they do or don't know from fanzine dirt sheet rags.

Tye Dillinger was there as many knew, to take the pinfall. AJ Styles smashed him with the odd finisher thingy as Baron Corbin snuck in, rolled Styles out the ring and clambered over Dillinger to secure the 1-2-3 and lift the United States Championship.

It was a poor run through, highly forgettable, with sloppy interactions, AJ spot monkey acrobatics and an ever floundering Corbin who still hasn't gotten over in three years. It was a welcome change from the looney tune in Styles clogging up WWE titles like the Indy luvvies that killed all progress. It's too little too late, as WWE endorsed such actions that devalued all its lineage.

Title holders and in this case, are simply cushion warmers for random straps of zero value.


WWE Smackdown Women's championship
Natalya (c) Vs Charlotte Flair

In the same old repeat stereotype of 'Women's' matches consisting of Natalya carrying Charlotte every year and WWE's obsession with devaluing its remaining roster for favourites of their daddies, the 'E served another typically useless end.

Charlotte Flair won the match, as predicted, once again, (yawn) by disqualification, making sure Natalya kept her title but again looked like another useless defender of the gold to invaluable (to WWE) blank canvas Charlotte, who still hasn't improved as much as she should have. 

The so called Women's Revolution that Max Waltham birthed, based on female respect, distorted by WWE's airheads in Triple H and Stephanie Mc'media'Man was again another defunct selling point of laughability that only WWE don't seem to see. 


WWE Championship
Jinder Mahal (c) w/ The Singh Brothers Vs Shinsuke Nakamura

Roids. Something to be proud of.
WWE's untranslatable gimp in Shinsucker F**kamoron is yet another NXT experiment from Triple H's failed business acumen which Vince McMahon endorses for his Indian market promotion. 

WWE's Smackdown and even Raw shows have lost massive numbers of attendances, ratings and ticket sales. They gave the title to Mahal, whom they made up as a terrorist type who takes steroids and gets rewarded as its main star, who used to be the fluffer on its lowest shows beforehand. 

Mahal isn't even Indian, he's Canadian. 

Jinder Mahal predictably won in the standard involvements and side attraction distortion to remain WWE's weakest WWE champion to date.

Many believe he's keeping the seat warm for AJ Styles, where WWE once again, has no talent on offer. WWE will naturally make an even bigger mistake. Isn't it wonderful?

The action was sluggish, boring and empty filler with another acrobatic fool involved with a steroid junkie jobber.

WWE quality at its finest.


Dolph Ziggler Vs Booby Roode

The debut of another NXT/TNA fluffer who is in serious need of a charisma and personality transplant, namely Bobby Roode took on resident back layer Dolph Ziggler.


Bobby Roode, another of Triple H's fandom funsies, was given the win, who also tried to be HHH in TNA, which failed pitifully, to fail in WWE too.

Flabs.
It's okay, Roode has the NXT luvvies and Indy marks in his corner as every NXT call up does. They only last for fifteen minutes before they fizzle out as another in a long line of ignorance hires. Thanks for coming.

Another sluggish and piss poor match, where Roode from his TNA days still hasn't learnt how to apply effective holds and transitions with clunky footing is a bloody disaster right of the bat that WWE hope to avoid. WWE make themselves the biggest mark instead now. It won't get over, because Roode is entirely hopeless like all else before him. WWE don't seem to see the real world in its clouded environment. Not my problem though, is it?

Oh yeah, Dolph Ziggler was involved in this somewhere, if you remember him.


Falls Count Anywhere
Hell in a Cell
Shane McMahon Vs Kevin Owens



In its continued failed efforts to get Kevin 'hapless' Owens over, they needed the McMahon's involved. That made it even worse. Vince McMahon came to Smackdown only to be headbutted and suffer a bloody forehead. They raved it was a success. It was dreadful. Owens' headbutt barely connected, his gut bounced McMahon and the spot was bungled. McMahon looked an even bigger fool for allowing such idiocy. he was allowed to bleed on television too, which once more abuses the rules set out for everyone else. Performers are fined huge sums if they purposely bleed on screen. Even Vince's spritely daughter of media whorism, Stephanie, came to supply a towel for her daddy. How empowering, girl.


Christ almighty.
Shane McMahon took the challenge to work with this bulbous travesty that has destroyed WWE's future based on ignorance alone before him. WWE and his best friend, Triple H, thought they could sidestep the issues and defiantly rub this writer's nose in it by being belligerently aggressive. Well done Triple H. You have succeeded. Ratings down, tickets down, stock down, performer value down, fans down, investment down, advertisers down, networks concerned, titles worthless, empty seats everywhere and free ticket bribes. Score!


The ego is real, and Triple H is the problem with WWE's hiring fandom markism of his own failed brain cells more like a brain-fart. The Airhead era is solely on him at this point and his natural wife Stephanie has jumped on the bandwagon to defend her man, which has put her in a vulnerable position as the other half of the lunacy. Vince has always been keen to protect his daughter from the business side of gritty problems, yet has fully encouraged her to jump in head first. Children.

Aside from the politics of WWE, which is widely affecting everything, the on-screen involvement of Owens-Shane O was bloody horrendous. Owens did his routine roll out of the ring after being tired out from a couple of whines and falbby punches that had no level main event quality.

It was all about spots and gimmicks as fans knew.

Big Kev was only there to try and relive his Indy darling days of crushing his body in 'hardcore-ish' 'stuff' including a copycat moment where Shane McMahon jumped off the top of the Cell onto an outside table where Owens was atop. A copy of The Undertaker-Wrestlemania battle was another sigh of pathetic repetition. WWE really do have nothing left do they?

It was also reckless of Shane O to throw himself into the table yet again, risking his entire life for real, over some guy who will never get over, in a cheap match that was all about "holy sh*t" moments and no actual talent.

Sami Zayn was at ringside and pulled Big Kev off the table so Shane would land through it and Kevin Owens could win another tainted and useless jobber victory with zero talent involved. 


Wherever Kevin Owens is, so is Sami Zayn. The pair are a pathetic and lost attraction who failed to draw in singles collisions done to death. Now they are back together as pals which makes them and WWE look entirely feeble and as useless as the acrobats.

It was just sad.

A week before the PPV, Owens and Zayn in a singles match main event on Smackdown pulled another of the shows lowest ever ratings. WWE are completely clueless and heading down the WCW-TNA-Dixie Carter-Jeff Jarrett route of self implosion. 

Why any cable company/network would continue this downward spiral would be absurdly delusional.

WWE is no longer profitable and without the most important people involved in the business, WWE has got no selling points whatsoever. 

You're Welcome.




PPV Rating - 0/10



Men/Women of their matches - Jey Uso, Rusev, Baron Corbin, Natalya, No one was good enough, Dolph Ziggler, Shane McMahon



Man/Woman of the PPV - No one




WWE's Hell in a Cell has achieved history. It is the first EVER PPV to receive a ZERO (0) rating. Pitiful and wasteful to the core, WWE really need to wake up to serious concerns in front of its disastrous programming. 

HIAC is officially the WORST PPV of 2017 thus far and probably will be.

Repetitive, lack of story, no feeling and useless fluffers with WWE's lost ideal, media obsessions and product failings cannot go unnoticed. WWE is a sheer mess right now and WWE have go NO idea what to do to improve it from their board room brain farts.

That's their problem though, isn't it?

Shane McMahon's dive may as well have been a nosedive, just like Owens' drop of the ratings rather than himself.


Zayn still doesn't have a role and no one cares yet again.

Natalya/Charlotte is the official Cena/Orton/Triple H saga that distilled WWE years before its injury served retribution for on air failings. No one cares about Nat/Char LXXVI (that's 76 for all lazy bone, brainless WWE staffers). 

Bobby Roode, what another laugh WWE serve up. 

Followed by the absurdity of a terrorist junkie fluffer and an acrobatic nobody needing a flyswatter. HaHaHa.

Tag battle in a Cage. Oooh, haven't seen that for a while. The result is exactly why.  Yeah, that's a great idea. Airhead decisions with no legitimacy.

Baron Corbin did it. Only because everyone else is so pitiful as an option. Meh.

WWE's future is bleaker than ever and with more PPV's like this and no solid ideas or strategies on how to outline the future, WWE is in worse a position than ever before, and no one ever thought that a possibility. However, now it is more closer than ever before.

Vince McMahon won't be around forever, the brash McMahon's in Steph and Triple H hate those who help, yet they need more than daft hires and wrong media fluff to try and sell a couple of tickets.

The Airhead Era.
No-one in WWE has their head screwed on right and even Shane McMahon disappointed with his latest program. WWE is severely flawed and needs to get it's head out of its ass and into the, ahem, game. No Triple H, lose your ego, it doesn't men you, just because it was once a similar named monkier. 

Start being a professional, but then again, many believe WWE has none and that is exactly why its ego and hate fuelled toxicity in its environment has caused a serious problem for its coming future. 


We will have to see if WWE truly care about their place in the world, than jumping on a flight to talk a two minute nonsense for a quick moment of love that mean absolutely nothing long term.
You're Welcome.


© Max Waltham 12th October 2017
All Rights Reserved

Monday, 22 May 2017

WWE Backlash 2017

WWE Backlash 2017



Live on Pay Per View from the Allstate Arena in Chicago's Rosemont, Illinois, on Sunday 21st May, WWE presented it's Backlash event, exclusive to the Smackdown brand. Backlash has now moved to an earlier slot from the near end of the year previous airing. With a cluster of NXT Indy darlings called up in the midst of WWE's lacking roster, deflated titles and alienation of most of its fans over the last three years, would WWE's NXT luv-in really exceed cheap expectations? 

With so many green and difficult workers, and Jinder Mahal's absurd title placement, WWE may have a lot more to answer for after the final bell rings tonight.

Let's find out how it went.


Shinsuke Nakamura Vs Dolph Ziggler

Fan luvvies rejoice. Some random, non-English flounder of high ignorance has debuted. Prancing around and already a goof on Smackdown, alongside WWE's music-crowd editing software to trick cheers into his non-reactions and Vince McMahon's natural concern's of his translatable persona, was not best forthcoming tonight.

His opponent is the jobber formerly known as Dolph Ziggler. (Remember him?)

Dragged down with lacking feuds and weak NXT call ups to an already minimally sized roster, Ziggler had to work with another Indy darling of Triple H's 'trick the fans to love me' hand me downs. Thrilling.

The acrobatics of this jumpy little rabbit in Shinsucker Fu*kamoron fades quickly. It's all been done before, is nothing new, constantly repetitive and tiring from a Japanese circuit old age performer who doesn't have the transferable qualities to stand tall in WWE. Another Cruiserweight ushered into hopes of a mid card role are not WWE's best defining feature for an already rocky future.

The action was tepid and empty with Dolph Ziggler working tirelessly with spots and daft interactions to make the WWE rookie Nakamoron seem interesting. It will take much more than that.

Missed opportunities with Naka's brawling and technical attempts to seem relevant were a wasted mess, alongside a failed entrance that showed 'moron as exactly that, a newbie NXT luvvie of Triple H's ignorant who won a lottery than talented call up. Nakamora is way out of his depth already and proves yet another failed experiment of the NXT rabble dwindling WWE's product further on Triple H's insane and unlistening ego and ultimately underwhelming.

Shinfu*ker Nakamoron got no charisma, jobber, debut and not translatable as NXT marks scream of. Triple H biggest mark of all.

As predicted Shinsake Nakamura won. Thanks for coming Ziggler.



WWE Smackdown Tag Team Championship
The Uso's (c) Vs Breezango

The Fashion Police, with a complete rip of of Law and Order (WWE's finest ideas are everyone else's) Fandango and Tyler Breeze have gathered interest over recent week's that WWE failed to notice and care for years. Now in a tight spot with more failed tag teams at an all time low, lacking any detail and simply boring, this spread was finally put on. It looked like another simply Smackdown episode.



WWE had its own level of contempt and just put it on for the sake of it. It would not have surprised if the company switched the titles to Breezango to dump them the following Tuesday to the Singh Brothers.

The Uso's continue to be good workers who are always short changed, lost in the shuffle and no one cares about. They are decent workers, but why should anyone care? They are just there, and they are boring to many, thanks to WWE's once more misguided lack of direction.

The action was 'funny' for some and sheer lunacy for everyone else. Tyler Breeze was the focus of the match, dressed in as a Janitor, with a condom on his head. After which he was stripped to reveal a Grandmother's outfit and dress. Thrilling. The Uso's ripped it off and smoothly flung it out of the ring, which unintentionally caressed the side of JBL's face at ringside. Now that was smooth. Good range.

Breeze was stripped of his clothes and moved into another attire. Eventually he was down to his original quick change gimmick after two layers removed. Some fans felt this was a talent something that many on the roster could not provide, including the likes of Finn Balor, who cannot develop from face paint/generic leather vanilla dude like Breeze with three attires and 'entertain' if that's what it is called. Okay, we'll give him that, he does a lot more than others, but in the grand scheme of it all, WWE are only there to mock and play jokes. Go figure.

The only highlight of this battle was seeing Fandango's delightful pelvic gyrations. With a strong chance to win and the drop the gold to the Singh Brothers on the following Smackdown, WWE decided not to have the Fashionista's lead on. 

The Uso's won after a random and forgettable finish that makes them look as much an afterthought as Breeze's daft costume change. It would also have been a perfect time for Fandango to turn on Breeze and go to the mid card. These two are WWE's resident, mocking crew. So much has changed.

JBL, also highly accused of Bullying in WWE and of Mauro Ranallo, a manic depressive, 'forced' to leave WWE, uttered another disgraced comment live on air. JBL - "(Fabulous) Moolah has come back from the dead!" Is there no shame or respect from WWE and Vince? Have some class. 



Baron Corbin Vs Sami Zayn

Another empty match that is meant to favour Corbin. WWE are said to be high on making him their next main event competitor. HaHaHa. That's funny. A random who never materialised for three years since the main roster call up, has always been lurking in the shadows, on pre-shows or missing PPV's entirely and pain staking repetitive feuds with Dolph Ziggler that drove many away.

Tonight, WWE bumped its next world prospect to another jobbers filler match, so veteran jobber and steroid junkie Jinder Mahal could raise WWE's Indian marketing program as main event challenger.

His opponent was Sami 'the mark' 'thanks for coming' Zayn. Is there actually any point to Sami Zayn at all? Give him his pink slip already.

This one was absolutely hilarious. The supposed, new chosen one, Barry Corbin was once more weak, tired and empty of any depth. Three years floundering and this was his strength. WWE are really at a loss on every option now, huh? 

To make matters more hilarious, after all the useless and dreadful mat scrambling by both, and exposing Corbin's lacklustre repertoire, Sami Zayn won with a cheap victory that made even less sense than this booking matchup. Whatever. It was garbage.



Tag Team
Six Man
Charlotte Flair, Naomi (c) and Becky Lynch Vs Natalya, Tamina and Carmella w/ James Ellsworth


Christ what a boring rabble. Some of WWE's strongest females, and the weakling's WWE favours personally, could not be more back to the blueprint of classic diva throwaway matches.

The Women's revolution lasted long. WWE still try to throw that horse to market. It bolted many moons ago.

Apparently this is a "six WOMAN" tag match. Oh grow up. The team led by Natalya are no known as "The Welcoming Committee." What lunacy. Oh, by the way, You're Welcome. How original.

Becky Lynch made a statement early on with an absurd mohawk resembling a red haired cockatoo meets mad lesbian look. That was all she had to offer.

Smackdown Women's champion Naomi was allowed to lose as part of a team in a tag match that needs to set up future options. However WWE absurdly continued to protect the clumsy mess that is Charlotte Flair and have champ Naomi take most of the beatings from the enemy.

With nothing set up for future challenges, repetitive Natalya/Charlotte, Natalya/Becky interactions, WWE have skim nothing short of embarrassment. The diva's division is officially back, with some of its most powerful women on the roster. Classic WWE.

The powerhouse beast babe in Tamina was always a highlight that WWE failed to move on years ago. Against Naomi, it would be the perfect time to enhance the pair's friends come foes. Carmella, who has strong options as we previously notes six months ago, is floundering. Meek transitions, jabs and pathetic opponents exposing her more with the same tepid jabs from Charlotte and co has once more vastly evaporated the clear waters to murky sewage again.

James Ellsworth continues to be WWE's leading performer on Smackdown, always coming into his own in every role, which WWE are too chicken to move into a serious position from last year's hype of WWE title opportunities. WWE are all out of options on everyone and its own amusement mockery angles on fans and performers. NXT has failed.

Becky Lynch tapped out to a very pitiful Sharpshooter by Natalya, so her, Tamina and Carmella pick up a cheap win that means nothing in balancing the numbers of card honour/dishonour outcomes.



WWE United States Championship
Kevin Owens (c) Vs AJ Styles

The Sleeper Match, Good Ol' Owens.
WWE has always been in a tight spot with its dumbed down roster and weak stars left on it given favouritism and spots by default. Triple H's grand vision of NXT has failed on EVERY single delivery, and there has been many since three years ago.

The current experiment of bulbous, useless, charisma zapping Indy darling Kevin Owens, given numbers of titles by favouritism instead of talent and dropping ratings as his main priority makes a continued laughing stock of WWE, who don't seem to know it or simply don't care. We believe its the latter.

His opponent is acrobatic Action Man from TNA, AJ Styles, who has been nothing short of material, move set, title worth and championship material. He's only there by default. WWE's failure to create any main stars and influx of Triple H's obsessed Indy darlings in hopes to gather a small flock of fans has failed categorically. Stock down, ratings down and pitiful production values from WWE on all brands, also at their lowest ever ratings since the dawn of time, rally needs to light a firecracker up WWE's sagging backside.

Wake us when it's interesting.
It was the same age old routine. Kevin Owens' few moves, brawl, scream, roll around in and outside, act hardcore or whatever and take breather spots in less than three minutes of match time was standard booking lunacy continuing. Big Kev's very first move was walking into moves, yelling and in headlocks, taking breather spots with AJ. Outside spots naturally followed next. ZZzzzzzzzzz. This ain't the Indies, dipsh*t!

His opponent is the acrobat who jumps all over for a bit of fun, AJ Styles. The real life Action figurine knows his place. To be the performing monkey always on the outside looking in, trying to get a handful of luvvies to cheer on cheap pops of no actually entertaining poise.

With a minority audience behind the pair of them and a 200 fan strong following from NXT hopefuls desperate not to have their illusion of failings broken, will take blind sides on action for sympathy. Though WWE, who had the catastrophic brainwave of putting this on last, with two non-WWE workers, failing to encourage a new and old audience, has proven a failed project.

AJ did more flippy sh*t on the in and outside, until Kevin Owens did the outside beatdown *Yawn* until AJ Styles was counted out in another pathetic result to protect Kevin Owens, Triple H's pet poodle, who has dropped all ratings over the last two years, with favouritist titles, devalued production and no actual talent. Wonderful.

It was a weak and sad 'add-on' everywhere action spot building mess that was not any level a 'match'.


Luke Harper Vs Erick Rowan

Why is this match on? Toilet break. Filler. Stop gap. No other options. No care given. Predictable. Messy. Waste of time. Goodbye. 

Luke Harper won. No-on could even make out which of them was bad and good. What a fail on WWE's part yet again in its pathetic booking committee. Get some actual talent instead of Triple H's fawning bulls*it statements of his own ego. He cant.


WWE Championship
Randy Orton (c) Vs Jinder Mahal w/ The Singh Brothers

Random jobber, Jinder Mahal, fresh from the switch of brand shakeup to Smackdown, was gifted a favoured six pack contenders challenge to qualify for tonight's title opportunity. A random jobber who never made it big, was fired, had and is continuing to violate WWE's wellness policy with the use of steroid enhancing drugs, with Vince McMahon's backing.

Used for WWE's current Indian expansion, a nation with reports of constant rapists, shanty towns and inequality, WWE enforced a drug abuser jobber in hopes to encourage Indians to flock to the show. How classy of WWE's enhancement tactics. 

Rejoice! The Singh Brothers, nee Bollywood Boyz, have names. Traditional ones, of course as Sunil and Samir.

Randy Orton, WWE's only true, consistent and excellent worker, had to work a one man show with the disastrous calamity that was Mahal and his new tag team friends the former Bollywood Boyz, now called The Singh Brothers. How original. 

The match was only held strong once again by WWE's only star act Randy Orton. Fans were somewhat anti-Orton for one reason. Not for disliking Orton, but disliking WWE's way of booking the same type of John Cena, lead star approach, that fuels hatred. This will affect everyperformer who is cast in such a role. Orton also recieved many cheers once beating down Jinder Mahal and his companions at ringside later.

The big moment was when Orton, blocked by the barricade of Jinder's buddy's, saw Orton literally flip and beat down the pair with ringside announce table flinging. One Singh was flipped so high and took the bump incorrectly, which could have broke his neck. Orton laughed, and rightly so for such another green rookie with zero charisma.

No joke, Jinder 'druggie' Mahal
is WWE Champion.
Randy Orton would later attempt the double DDT, rope-drop down slam on the pair, as Jinder Mahal moved around to the back and slid in to catch Randy Orton with a quick and useless finishing move that was standard action to win the WWE Championship in a shock moment that fans found laughably inconceivable.

Fans can and could not believe the finisher, add-ons and weak action by jobber Mahal, who has jobbed to everyone in weeks, months and years, to instantly gain a lottery win come title victory.

In hindsight it become obvious that Vince McMahon chose this option to capitalise on his Indian market expansion of WWE, which will be a categorical failure. Jinder Mahal, its first Indian WWE Champion, in storyline basis only, is a mess. Jinder Mahal is actually Canadian and not Indian at all, meaning The Great Khali is still its only champion. WWE hope Indian fans are easily stupid to believe such blatant trickery.





PPV Rating - 1/10



Men/Women of their matches - Dolph Ziggler, Fandango, Baron Corbin, Naomi, Randy Orton, Luke Harper, Neither good enough



Man/Woman of the PPV - Jinder Mahal




Pre-Show

Meh!
Big ears, Cabbage Patch Doll, Tye Dillinger, who has got nothing going for him and some lame "Perfect 10" gimmick which means nothing at all, beat Aidan English. English, who has the talent, is often hated by WWE, despite being a hot performer, for some random from NXT who is overly green and needs WWE's sound editing machine to look good. Plus the shaved grooves in his hair are so 1997. Tye Dillinger was truly amazing. He couldn't even hit a knee buster with any connectivity on his crowning move. Another flash in pan with zero charisma that just stands and points. Thrilling.

Shinfu*ker Nakamoron, Kevin blubber Owens & jumping Monkey dolly AJ Styles were WWE's leading ladies tonight. WWE are really hoping on the Indie Mark Crowd in Chicago tonight.

The eyes, the nose, the fear, the roar, the veins.
The champ.
WWE's expansion into Indian markets is going to be more divisive for the nation than ever. Seen as a nation of scandals, scams, poverty, slave labour, sweatshops using kids and rapists galore treating Women as the most disrespected class in all the nation, WWE are playing with troubling fire PR wise. No press statement or storyline can protect it from such.

To further add to India's demise on WWE''s part, it's so called champion, Jinder Mahal, has been openly using steroids to enhance his performance and abuse and allowed to bypass the WWE's Wellness Policy program. Vince McMahon is back to his pill popping antics that almost destroyed the WWE in 1984. Many believe McMahon, accused of turning blind eyes and distributing the drugs to talent to make money off them, was favoured by judges at the hands of untold corrupt bribes.



Either way, WWE has lowered its product to an all time low. Fans will not tune in for Jinder 'the junkie' Mahal as its leading champion. The ratings have dropped to their lowest ever on Raw and Smackdown in the past two weeks and month overall. This is not going to encourage that any further. A random jobber who launched to the top in less than a month, using drugs and corruption to get there. A great message for the kids. WWE also have made Mahal resemble a terrorist in its writing, appearance and essence, which is another disgraced betrayal to its supposed nation of sacrificial lambs in the Armed Forces. What a way to respect such honour in instigating a Muhammad Hassan approach once more, which already failed previously, even on a day when Terrorist's around the world struck nations with attacks. Vince McMahon. Classy as ever. Or simply delusional every year failing to see what works. What investor or stockist is proud to support this nature? 2017 is in decline for wrestling and stock should be pulled instantly. It will only get worse for all attached to it. It's also highly disgusting, but Vince McMahon often uses the dead, or any other practise to shamefully try and gain a moment of buzz. Have some class, babe.

WWE's Champion is a Steroid abusing Junkie who represents India, a nation of rapists, slaves, shanty towns & scams.

The tale of the Fat Boy who
wanted to feel special.
The United States Championship is yet another worthless prize that no-one can truly respect or give a single care about, with the face of America an overweight interpretation that many believe all Americans are ugly, fat, rude, obnoxious fast food eaters that makes them hated instead of celebrated. Way to go. The Face of America, Kevin Fried Owens and his big bucket o' Chicken Wings. Wonderful.

Dolph Ziggler did what he could. Dolph is useless but so is the thing he is playing with every time in efforts to boost up the ever green NXT batch of newbie fools that will never materialise on such ignorance. NXT proves a failed experiment under Triple H's insanely self imposed ego. The man cannot separate himself from problems and find the solutions that will exceed his business acumen. Simply put, he doesn't have any. He's just famous for sticking one in the bosses daughter.

This still going?
Fandango's hip gyrations were the only interesting point in a complete useless throwaway match that could have been a good one. WWE always destroy than create. 

Luke Harper? Enough said. Who cares. Erick Rowan needs letting go.

Naomi used as rag doll to look as weakest champ yet? Only her entrance was mesmeric today. The rest was a fail on WWE's part again. The winners we're also an afterthought. Only Charlotte Flair was once again protected, which is destroying WWE's female division yet again. New brand, same old crap.

Should be repackaged
 as Barren Corbin
Baron Corbin. Err, what? Normally the likes of Corbin and Braun Strowman, three years on the roster and never achieving one thing, would be future endeavoured. WWE is at a low point of talent AND empty numbers to put on a show. Then it call's up or hires all the wrong one's full of ignorance that pull down the WWE's walls of credibility. It truly is laughable. 

Backlash perfectly exposes how screwed the WWE lockerroom and Smackdown's roster really is. All green filler matches. NXT/Indy darling fails. The crowd were highly indifferent and not happy with the current product and let WWE know. WWE will use being in 'CM Punk' land of Chicago as an excuse to play it down. Chicago is regarded as one of the most cultural and expressively creative cities in the United States. 

Did a perfect job, with a laugh. 
Randy Orton jobbed out to a jobber? That's funny. Normally many would be fuming but Orton, like the rest of us, can truly laugh. It means nothing and further weakens his naysayers cheering for some goof high on paraphernalia, scandals and jobbed out to all roster stars which no skillset or talent to showcase his title reign. WWE look an even bigger fool and will harm investments and ratings more than it realises. Scores have already cancelled their WWE Network subscriptions, plan to boycott Smackdown and possibly Raw and live shows. All for a few Indians, who are already watching and actually adore Randy Orton than Jinder Mahal. Score!

WWE is the most hilarious laughing stock and ruins itself without anyone else having to try. Failing to utilise or gain those that will make it work, and Triple H's obsessive need to prove more than the trophy husband with his NXT failure playground is embarrassing. EVERY, SINGLE, CALLUP, from NXT, HAS, BEEN, A, CATEGORICAL, FAIL. That's a fact. None has succeeded and those given freebie titles by Triple H luvvins add to it. WWE are in distress. It only has one performer of consistency that was hilarious dethroned for no sustainable reason. John Cena, in the wings, will not be around forever and has already driven most fans away.

McMahon still thinks he's in control, and yet he is not. His decisions are reflective of that. It also marks his level of contempt for fans who shower him with their cash to be rewarded with hate and sneer. You're better off throwing it down the toilet.

Me Me Me.
The NXT ignorance crew will not raise Triple H's grand plans of failed sad-acts to the top of WWE and with its cheap writers, lacking creative plans and producers missing crucial points, WWE is at an all time low, by its own actions. Sucks to be you. That's your problem though, not mine, isn't it? 

It's also a great way to demoralise the morale of the entire professionals in the locker-room that bust their butts for WWE to be rewarded with measly scraps and cutting reputation disinterest.

Triple H's NXT experiment and Vince McMahon appeasing his daughter's husband to feel a natural McMahon, bitter of other brainchild's supporting WWE for years, has failed. Get with it and lose the ego. EVERYONE in WWE on all brands is as green as they come. There is no talent shining at all. 

You're Welcome.





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