Last night was my last night washing dishes at work. I'll cook on Friday, but my most recent tenure busting suds has come to an end.   It was a doozy, too. First a pipe in the back clogged up, so I spent a few hours mopping up water. Then the door on the ice machine broke, so I had to fix that, then we got busy as hell. This has nothing to do with wrestling except this:   My back is killing me today.   My feet are killing me. Every part of my body hurts. When I was younger, I was called the Michael Jordan of dish washing. There wasn't anyone faster. Now I sort of limp around wondering where the hell I am and what happened to my life. I must feel a lot like Tommy, Raven and the rest of them. I know I feel like Raven, we're two fats guys and fat guys always feel like shit.

I love dish washing though--even if my body can't really take it anymore and my glory days are long over. I'm sure these guys love what they do. Like me, they love their own little dive bar and grill, ECW.

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Apparently world renowned cougar Dixie Carter loves it too because TNA is dedicating an entire PPV to bringing ECW back.   I'm not sure how I feel about it.   On one hand, it's a nice thing for TNA to do. Especially letting Tommy Dreamer have the reigns. If they can't get Heyman, which will be a shame, I guess Dreamer is a good second.

On the other hand, when I woke up late and sore this morning I thought, Jesus, doesn't these guys backs hurt? I know damn good and well Raven's back hurts. He's fat, son!   Isn't it best to just let ECW die once and for all?   Didn't ECW, like everything else, die when Vince bought it? Seriously, I once saw Vince buy a geranium at Wal-Mart and it died before he got it out to his car. That's beside the point, however. The point is that it's almost impossible for this PPV to live up to our fondest memories of ECW. There's something to be said about folks getting to go out on their own terms, I'm looking at you Brett Favre, but maybe enough is enough.

I'm wondering if this is a good business decision for TNA as well.   A lot of folks think this is horrible business.   I tend to think there's going to be a slight, very slight, positive effect for TNA. Let's face it, it's better than another lame invasion angle. Hot Dixie's speech seemed sincere. No matter what, she's endearing herself to what scattered remnants of ECW fans remain (most of which I think work in the kitchen with me over at the Shamrock). It's not like TNA PPVs are burning up the buy rates. This might draw a few more people in who will see that TNA has a pretty good product and a few of those might stick around after all of this is over. I hope so anyway.   Next announcement, however, Dixie has to make in a bikini. I should be booking this crap. I really should.

I'll leave you with a spoiler.   I know who the final two members of Fortune are going to be. 1. Bulldog Bob Brown. 2. Dick the Bruiser.