Well, to start with, we had Shelton Benjamin’s mother help her boy win once again with a trick that people were using on Strangler Lewis. Not that the hatpin was necessary, the woman’s voice was enough of a weapon. And of course, nothing says championship contender like a grown man coming to the ring with his mother. Besides, shouldn’t she be at Fred Sanford’s junkyard, telling him to “watch it, sucker?”

Say, anyone bothered to ask the real Mrs. Benjamin how she feels about this woman portraying her?

Then we had Kane cut a promo. I hope that WWE writers taped it so that they can show it to him next time he asks why he isn’t getting more mike time? Kane was definitely better when he didn’t talk and wore the mask.

And we had Rob Conway come out and do a match the “con-way.” I guess the con-way is to get absolutely no reaction, do nothing to distinguish himself and then leave with no one caring.

We also had a commercial for the Royal Rumble in which the makeup men apparently ran out before they got to Linda. And we learned that Triple H is getting the win at the Rumble. Swell.

Shawn Michaels continues to get screwed by Vince McMahon and get put behind the eight ball, and we’re supposed to feel sorry for him.

And say what you will about Cena, but when someone gets more of a positive reaction by talking about how he’s not that well liked, you gotta give him some props and wonder what the hell is wrong with the rest of the team.

By the way, no one else in the Elimination Chamber match seem even the least bit upset that Edge basically did an end around and stole the title without as much as getting a hair out of place.

Is it any wonder that Smackdown is my favorite show?

How bad is Raw? There isn’t a single wrestler on Smackdown who wouldn’t improve the show by jumping over. Even Boogeyman.

I have to admit I have a soft spot in my heart for the guy. At first, I thought he’d never get over, but the more I watched him, the more I liked him. I’m still waiting for the “Got Worms?” or “I’m Gonna Get You!” shirts to come out.

I know I’m alone in my enjoyment, but why? No one is trying to put a title on Boogeyman, he’s not trying to wrestle outside his limits and he does a pretty nifty job of going over the top.

Years ago, when everyone had a gimmick, Boogeyman probably wouldn’t get over if they tried something like that. Oh wait, they did. They called him Papa Shango and if memory serves me, he didn’t. But now that gimmicks are rare, Boogeyman has all the room in the world to stand out. Fortunately, the rest of the roster help out with their reactions to the weirdo.

Granted, Boogeyman isn’t someone who anyone could think of as a championship contender, but he can still play a good supporting role.

Maybe one time, Boogeyman could pop up to confront Teddy Long during a particular frustrating day and the GM could just get exasperated and tell him “I am not in the mood for it!” and walk away leaving Boogeyman confused.

Or there could be an episode where a wrestler is expecting Boogeyman, only to be told he’s on vacation. The camera would cut to a resort hotel and we’d see Boogeyman in a Hawaiian shirt and a straw hat telling a passing waiter “I’m the Boogeyman! And I could use a mai tai on your next trip around.”

I wish WWE still had one of those contests where you got to have dinner with your favorite superstar. I wouldn’t mind winning and spending the day in town with Boogeyman just to get everyone’s reaction to him.

Only I’d insist on picking the restaurant myself.