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JG's 10/10 Raw Insanity: All the McMahons Are Crazy Now!
By James Guttman
Oct 11, 2005, 02:09

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Poe's 2005 Raven Starring Vince
McMahon
By James Guttman
nce
upon a Sunday dreary, content that everyone now feared
me,
Over many a curious DVD volume of rewritten lore,
While I watched it, nearly napping, suddenly there came
a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my office door.
`'Tis Tommy Dreamer,' I muttered, `tapping at my office
door -
With paperwork, since he's hardcore.'
Ah, distinctly I remember it was right before November,
And every star we could remember, came crawling back upon
the floor.
Eagerly I owned the morrow; - Their names were mine, they
could not borrow
From my mind there was some sorrow - sorrow for the Man
of War -
For the ranting, raving madman whom went by Warrior, oh
sure-
Had been Nameless, but now no more.
And the stories, we were certain, would respin tales
behind the curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic excitement never
felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my "heart,"
I stood repeating
`'Tis Jim Ross entreating entrance at my office door -
Standing here entreating entrance at my office door; -
Screw em all, then screw em more,'
Years went by and I grew stronger; competition exists
no longer,
`J.R.,' said I, `ol Mike Goldberg, was merely a talent
I explored;
But the fact is I was napping, and so now you'll get a
slapping,
Why? Because you were tapping, tapping at my office door,
Now bring it on, you punk, I heard you' - here I opened
wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, U.F.C. I was not fearing,
They're just dreaming dreams no competitor ever achieved
before
But our streak remained unbroken, and Spike TV? What were
they smoking?
Network names could not be spoken, Bring it on, now. This
is war,
USA I whispered, and an echo murmured back the words,
`No more!'
Go to hell, you Joe Schmo Whores.
Back inside my office smiling, with leather couch and
fancy tiling,
Soon again I heard a riling somewhat louder than before.
`Surely,' said I, `surely that is something that I must
address;
Let's just hope it is not Test, and this mystery explore
-
Let my "heart" be still a moment and this mystery
explore; -
'It's just the heater and nothing more!'
Open here I flung the door, when, with many a flirt and
flutter,
In there stepped a chiropractor from the kayfabe days
of yore.
No colorful face paint worn by he; nor a snarl or grunt
for me;
But, with his brochure for Warrior school, leaned against
my office door -
Leaning upon my bust of Hunter just beside my office door
-
Leaned, and glared, and nothing more.
Then this nutcase here beguiling my weathered face into
smiling,
By his wild politics and anger embodied in that suit he
wore,
`Though your hair's less frizzy, now,' I said, `you ain't
no Maven.
We'd job you to Masters, TNA - to Raven, and put you on
Orton's Legend Tour -
Tell me what's your name today, before I knock you on
the floor!'
Quoth the Warrior, `ROOOOOOAAAAAAAAR!'
Much I marvelled this ex rassler, to growl at me, that
crazy bastard,
Though this offered little meaning - what was all this
for?;
For we cannot help agreeing that every friggin' human
being
Ever yet was burdened seeing Ultimate fight wars-
His matches made the people vomit, and now this man spoke
from my door,
'What is it, Vince? My money's good no more?'
But this Hellwig, standing lonely by the Hunter bust,
spoke only,
That one statement, as if his soul in that one sentence
he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - I tried to speak but
first just stuttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Those years are here
no more -
On the morrow I pray you'll leave me, and buy our video
at the store.'
Then Jim asked me, `Uh…What for?'
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so strongly
spoken,
`Doubtless,' said I, `you find it stocked at your local
video store,
Bought by some unhappy mark who's tired of being left
in the dark
Learning fast and following the inside stories we tell
and more
So he learns the true meaning of the Ultimate folklore
Your matches all were poor.
But this Hellwig still beguiling as Tommy Dreamer did
his filing,
Straight I wheeled my leather seat in front of him at
my office door;
Then, I saw that Jim was shrinking, his speeches implied
he had been drinking
Laughing, laughing, thinking that this man knew not the
score -
What did this smug, unfriendly oaf, who headlined years
before
Want when he glared from my door?
This I sat engaged in guessing, was he here to get my
blessing?
For the future of his University or other projects he
had in store;
This and more I sat and pondered, but ultimately my mind
wandered
To crazy stories and poor writing that internet bitched
over,
But those stories and poor writing that the net fans whined
over
Will play out…forevermore!
Then, methought, things got tenser, I'd rather be locked
in a room with Lesnar
I pushed these monsters and now they're angry cause now
they all are poor.
`Bitch,' I cried, `You question me? These stories and
validity?
Repent - remember and you'll agree my memories are secure!
My staff, great staff, never said these things just to
settle some petty score!'
Quoth the Hellwig, "Yeah, Vince. Sure.'
`Enough!' said I, `thing of evil! - washed-up now, a
suited devil! -
Hold your temper, Jim, watch your temper when you step
through my door!
Desolate yet all undaunted, I own the wrestling biz…and
flaunt it -
From my great big Ivory Tower - tell me truly, I implore
-
Is there - is there one reason people should
doubt me? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the Warrior, `No, there's more.'
`Enough!' said I, `thing of evil! - washed-up now, a
suited devil! -
Under the roof that Hogan built us, you just washed up
on our shore -
Betate my soul, sling stones and sticks, but you flopped
big in '96,
Who in this biz did you get along with? What friends came
through your door?
Not a defender of you in sight, my friend. Insulting minorities
galore'
Quoth Warrior, `That makes it right, I'm sure.'
`Yeah that's great, Now get departing, Ultimate Jerk!'
I shrieked upstarting -
`Back on up and get on out, I'll show you to the door!
You heard my mouth, I am the horse!
Yet you claim people should question the source! - Censorship
I abhor!
Take yourself and leave my office. Get out, get out my
door!'
Quoth the Warrior, `Roooooaaaaaaaaar!'
And this Hellwig, never merry, still is stewing, still
is buried
And is lower than the bust of Hunter just above my office
door;
And my mind is set, as is my scheming, Bruno's next for
a docu-reaming,
Unless he comes home to poppa Vince, like Bret did months
before;
And I grin and grind my axes of revenge on old star's
backs and
Pay attention to my current roster - never more!

***

By James Guttman
Well hello, hello. Glad
you found us. Now I know how Vince McMahon feels when
they switch channels. Anyway, the Raw Insanity has finally
debuted on WorldWrestlingInsanity.com. I thought it
was fitting to do "the Raven," only updating
it for today. Speaking of updates, are there any updates
on Linda McMahon and her family's well being this week?
Did WWE's Homecoming really serve as a rebirth for Monday
Night Raw or was it just another brick out of the wall
of Vince and his family's McFuture. Who will be fired
in order to right all the wrongs that took place last
week? Only one way to find out. You have to read on.
Then again, you could have just watched the show. That
would be another way to find out. OK. Two ways.
There's two ways to find out. Then again, someone
could have just told you about it. Damnit! Whatever.
There's many ways to find out. One of them is to read
on. Just do that…
(JG Note: By the way,
I was the one doing the Raw
Real Time Results tonight. I'm going to be doing
that every Monday, since I usually take notes on the
show anyway. )
Last Monday, WWE had a
homecoming on USA. Vince lied about some dates and then
got beat up. After that, the rest of the McMahons got
beatings. Well, all except Ed McMahon 'cause he's da
bomb, yo.
Raw Theme Plays. Yes. The
same Raw Theme. Why they wouldn't want to give this
program a cosmetic make-over to go with their switch
to USA, I'll never know. That's what you're supposed
to do. When I decided to do the Raw Insanities here
on WorldWrestlingInsanity.com, I went out and got me
a weave.
The reasons why God keeps sending the
Earth natural disasters, Stephanie McMahon, has arrived.
To her "All Grown Up" theme, Miss Steph makes
her approach.
The announcers are all nestled, snug at
their table. None of them have been fired ...yet. They
all talk about Mrs. H's beatdown at the hands of the
Texas Rattlsnake Steve Austin last week. The top-heavy
blonde starts us off with a trip down memory lane. Last
week, she was served her punk card by Stone Cold. It
was supposed to be a great night for the McMahons, but
it was ruined! The crowd cheers for the ruined show.
Then she runs down each family member who was beat up
and references the WWE.com poll that saw the audience
vote for her astheir favorite Stunner victim! (Stephanie
Tanner Note: How ruuuuude!) She can't grasp the problem
here.
Actually, she can. Stepher says that the
comments on the Internet tell her that the people just
don't like her. (JG Note: Comments like this one: "I
don't like Stephanie.) She says it's because we're all
jealous. Women want her body, brains, and priviledged
life. The men are well...get this one...
"Men are also intimidated by
my beauty, but most of all, men are intimidated by the
fact that I've got bigger balls then every man in this
arena."
- Stephanie McMahon talking
about her male genitles, 9:05

She claims that men, women,
and children are all afraid of her awesome powers. However,
they ain't seen nothing yet. Her name is "McMahon"
and that means she is Vince McMahon's daughter. That
means she does what she wants, when she wants. However,
she doesn't get to hand out the Publisher's
Clearing House check. Once again proving that Ed is,
in fact, the bomb.
At this point, the sound
guy gives the "wrap it up" sign. This make
Stephie mad! Arghhhh! Steph mad! She goes down to the
tech guy with the moustache and reems him out. You got
a problem, punk? Huh? With that, she slaps him.
Then she sees Lillian Garcia,
so she slaps her too.
Then she decides to attack
the camrea man. (JG Note: I'd be careful if I were her.
For a company that cries trademark infingement, it's
not good to do Low-Ki's signature spot.)
Screech says that her father
is on his way to Raw and someone will be fired. Oh yes.
They will. Her music hits and she walks that aisle back
to the announce position. She forces the broadcasters
to help her onto the table. As she stands atop the magic
table, Stephie Mac takes the microphone and says that
"the bitch is back." How creative.
Good to have you back Steph. I'm bored already. It can't
be that you're unentertaining. I must just be jealous
of your giant nuts.
Commercial Break. 15 minutes can save
you 15% or more on car insurance. Then again, you could
kill a lot of people in 15 minutes too. So it could
also be argued that 15 minutes could get you 15 years
or more in prison. You dont' hear them advertising that.
Cue Doink.
Who's Q-Doink? Is that a rapper guy
or something?
You're fired.
1. Rob Conway pinned Doink after
an Ego Trip.
We revisit Rob Conway's spanking at the
hands of all the legends last week. Once the bell rings,
Conway opts to wrestle in sunglasses. JR calls it "strange."
Yes. You read that right. Rob - the guy who has see-through
trunks and a gimmick based on being confusing is considered
strange by Ross because he wrestles in sunglasses.
Maybe they should fire JR. On the other hand, Lawler
said that Doink was from "BozoWorld." So maybe
he should be fired too. That was pretty lame. Anyway,
this wasn't special at all. Then again, you don't need
to be told that. Rob wins with the Ego Trip. If you
expected Doink to win, then I'm going to need you to
go ahead and send me your credit card numbers right
now.
After the bell, Robby C gives a post match
promo about hating legends. In fact, he claims to have
just beaten a "legend." (JG Note: No joke.
They consider Doink a legend. Is Crush a legend? Skinner?
Repo-Man? Well, maybe Repo-Man. I liked him.) After
that, he puts the boots to Doink until Eugene arrives
to make the save. Funny considering Gene always reminded
me of Matt Borne. He may look like Borne, but he gets
beat up like Big Josh. Robert end up housing both of
them and then left. Good job, guys. Bravo.
We watch a video package about Triple
H's attack on Ric Flair. Yes, Hunter's back. So's Stephanie,
Shane, Linda, and Vince. I think they did it to help
me celebrate the birth of this website. After all, they're
what World Wrestling Insanity is all about. Oh, you
guys! Thanks!
Commercial Break. There's a new movie
coming out called "Domino." Great. Now I'm
in the mood for pizza.
Someone cue Afro Boy, it's Cabana time!
Carlito is in the house and he has to start us off with
an apology to the McFamily. Had Lito known that you
were getting Stunned left and right last week, he'd
have come right out and spit his apple at Steve Austin!
That's right! Phooey! Right in his face! That ain't
why he's out here, though. Sideshow Carl is here to
talk about the tie in last week's number one contender's
match between Kurt Angle and Shawn Michaels...

Kurt Angle is here and he's not happy
with Mr. Cool's choice of words. Tie? Tie? What were
you watcing? Everyone saw...

That brings out the Heartbreak Kid Shawn
Michaels. Shawn isn't happy either. There was no winner
last week! You know why? Because you are a punk ass,
Mr. A. Michaels gave you the chance to have a sudden
death match last week. You said no. Either you don't
want to be champion or else you're shaking in your panties.
To this, Kurtis claimed to be Raw's meal ticket and
feared not being fired. In fact, last time he had that
title on USA, WCW went out business! (JG Note: That
had about as much to do with the Death
of WCW as Menudo did.) It ain't over yet, though...

Damnit. It's the Big Show. Biggies approaches
the heels and states his case. Show's been patient since
he got to Raw. Then he realized that he didn't have
to wait in line. Why? 'Cause he's a giant and giant's
cut lines. What a terrible sterotype. Saying all giants
are cutters. The Showster puts in his title request
and dares someone to tell him no.

Edge has arrived and Mr. Money in the
Briefcase doesn't want to wait. In fact, all the guys
in the ring should be wondering who's getting fired.
Seems that Mr. Copeland thinks one of them will be joining
Matt Hardy on the unemployment before the night is through.
He says he's here to stay and asks the McMahons to freeze
all the title shots until he uses his contract. Carlito
isn't cool with that. He says that everyone in the ring
can agree on two things. Firstly, Edge should be fired.
Secondly, he should be #1 contender. I, and
the crowd, laugh. Hey. Did someone say Poop?

The Doctor of Thuganomics is in the Hizzle
Fo' Shizzle. Never at a loss for words, WWE Champion
John Cena shows his face and has this to say:
"HBK. I'm scouting you heavy,
because I know there's no one better. But you're a little
too friendly wearing chaps, chains, and leather. And
Gold Medal or not, Kurt Angle's going south. Forget
your mouth piece, I'll put my piece in your mouth. Big
Show's a giant. He's enormous. I can think of a million
adjectives, but it's just another case of big things
with small packages. And Carlito, you ain't cool. You
some a chia-pet putz. And instead of spitting out apples,
you should be choking on these nuts. Lita's a slut.
Ya'll should run the other way when you see her. I shook
her hand last week and she gave me gonorrhea. You, you
claim your Money in the Bank. Edge, you think you know
me. Well, John Cena's like a pinwheel. So you can go
ahead and blow me."
- John Cena, 9:37
Wow. He totally wants to scrogg Kurt Angle.
He's so into him, it's not funny. With that his music
hits and we have the seeds planted for the Elimination
Chamber.
Elsewhere, Trish is stretching and men
are sweating at home.
Commecial Break. Up next: 2 Fast 2 Furious.
It's the prequel to "Slow Down. Why So Angry?"
2. Chris Masters defeated Tajiri
with a Masterlock
There was nothing to this match at all.
Nothing. Masters won. It was like one of those old Prime
Time Wrestling pseudo-squashes. You know. It wasn't
like crushing Dale Wolfe. It was like going over Virgil
or Greg Valentine circa 1991.
Triple H is walking backstage and he comes
face to face with Shawn Michaels. HBK is upset about
HHH's attack on Flair. He calls it "too much."
I love it when they suddenly decide that everyone on
the roster is on Ric's jock. Hunter laughs in his face
and walks away. After that, he runs into Big Show, who
says that the Game will get his "someday."
From there, he meets up with Cena, who says he lost
respect for Trips H after what he did last week. Helmsley
replies that the last thing that John wants to do is
get his attention. That's when things get good. JC tosses
out his "You want some, come get some" line.
To this, Hunt replies that when he wants some, he'll
take some. Classic Hunter. He's already showing the
world that he can wittily change the catchphrases of
the babyfaces. After that, Helmsley beat up a PA. Why?
Burrrppp...why not?!
Commecial Break. WWE has an ad that features
everyone packed into a station wagon and goint to USA.
The slogan reads, "We're Moving." I gotta
get me one of those ads.
Time to play the Game! Moo-hoo-hoo-ha-ha...
Triple H is here and he's coming off of
a vicious attack on Ric Flair last week. Gameboy references
the coldness he feels backstage. Is everyone going to
pass judgment on him? Huh? Well, screw off! This is
none of your beeswax! You people love Ric Flair? Huh?
Well, Hunt worshipped the ground that Slick Ric grabbed
other men's penises on! That's right. He was a "Ric
Flair mark." (JG Note: Ugh.) Ric was the greatest
wrestlers in history according to HHH. That's why he
was stoked over Natich's arrival four years ago. Sadly,
he wasn't in any condition to be what he once was. He
was broken! Had it not been for Hunter, there would
be no Flair in your eyes. The H Man gave him new life.
The H Man made him "appear to be great again."
Crowd boos and Helmsley says that everyone believed
that the Nature Boy was back.
Then, a month ago,Trips turned his TV
on and saw the Horseman with Apple Spit on his face.
How could he let that happen? What a bitch ass bitch!
Even worse, on PPV sometime later, Flair went for his
tired top rope spot and actually hit the move! He didn't
get caught. You know what that means. It means he's
good now! You know why? Cause wrestling's fake, that's
why. (JG Note: Isn't this the guy that's mad into kayfabe?
He just told the world that Ric does a predicable spot
every night?) The Nature Man won your cheers and later
on that night, he cheered with you. He was the Intercontinental
Cahmpion. He was proud…of his mediocrity. It was
sickening to the Gamy One. Wow. Wouldn’t want
to get through that promo without burying the IC Title,
huh Huntface? It was then that the Cerebral Assassin
realized he had to give his idol the "One Flew
Over the Coocoo's Nest" treatment and put him down.
So he took the old man behind the barn and blew his
head off. Blam! Whoo!
H Boy will be damned if he lets anyone tarnish his memories
of RF besides him. Flairy, you ain't nothing! You ain't
fat. You ain't nothing. You ain't nothing! Then the
Game says that Flair isn't the dirtiest player in him.
In fact, Ric isn't even inside him at all anymore! He's
not even a player of Triple H! How's that feel? For
you, the Game's over, Mr. Flair. That's right. No more
sex for you! (JG Note: What? I thought that's what he
was implying.)
Commercial Break. Even if you smoked pot,
you should tell your kid not to. Why? So he doesn't
steal your pot, stupid!
The Rock talks about Doom. Not the game.
Not the tag team. The movie.
3. Trish Stratus pinned Victoria
with a modified Northern Lights Suplex
Victoria, wearing a Stratus T-Shirt, spends
the early part of the match targeting Trish's back.
This match wasn't much to go nuts over, but it was done
as a set up for the post match games. After some more
fighting, Toria gets Strats in a Style's Clash position
on the turnbuckles and pops down in a Boston Crab position.
It looked sick. I thought she was going to snap Trisha
like a twig. Her advantage was short lived, though.
Eventually TS surprised Vick with a backdrop into a
suplex. Three seconds later and she ain't no lady to
mess with. Wooooop!
After the bell, Ashley showed up to help
Trish. That didn't go well. Instead the Asher got beaten
down by Victoria until a mystery "fan" (Alexis
Laree) in a mini-skirt attacked her. She seemed very
excited to be around Stratus. Then again, she handled
herself better than other people. I know some guys that
would throw up all over themselves and then pass out
if they got to meet Trish.
Commercial Break. Taboo Tuesday is coming
October 1st. This year you can vote for who gets released.
Your choices are the Hearthtrobs, the Hearthrobs, and
Funaki.
Backstage, a pained Trish is confronted
by "Mickey James," played by Alexis. Strats
makes like she knows the newcomer. Apparently she sent
TS some letters. At this point, MJ gives her a big hug
and states her level of fanatic devotion. The Women's
Champion looks concerned. Get it? She's a stalker. Great.
Sable-Torri Part 2. Just what we all wanted.
4. Edge, Kurt Angle, and Carlito
defeated Big Show, Shawn Michaels, and John Cena when
Angle pinned Cena.
I hate how Lillian says "Carlllllito."
That's just me, though. At one point, JR says Big Show
reminds him of Andre the Giant. (JG Note: I can see
the similarity. I guess at this moment right now, they're
about the same speed as one another.) Fairly good match,
but nothing that you picture from one of these big WWE
group tags. Actually, considering that we still had
the McFiring to go, this wasn't portrayed as anything
too spectacular. At one point, Michaels tried to land
a Superkick on Carlito, but stamped his foot for what
seemed like an hour before Kurt Angle hit him. Good
move, HBK. How long's it take you to tune up the band?
Maybe you should "tune up" your foot before
you come through the curtain. Seems like an unneeded
opening to give your foes, wouldn’t you say? Finally,
HBK makes the hot tag to Show, who gives Angle and Edge
a double clothesline, followed by the "You Can't
See Me" move to Kurt. After that, Cena came in,
did his own "See Me" thing and hit a Five
Knuckle Shuffle. He only secured a two count, though.
From there, C-Nah tried to add Insult to Injury by locking
in an ankle lock of his own. Nice try, Vanilla. When
John locked the Olympian in the move, his Kurtship rolled
through and got the pinfall. We can't see you, Mr. Cena.
Must be because you're underneath Angle, getting pinned.
Commercial Break. Burger King has "Turbo
Strength" coffee? It sounds like I'll have a heart
attack as soon as I sip it.
Kane returns next week. WWE hopes you
all forget about how his Lita marriage was fake. They
also hope you forget that he was burned and how he banged
Katie Vick. They should just name him "Forget All
About Me." That would make his character easier
to handle.
Cue Vince McMahon.
We take a look at a WWE.com "Exclusive"
in which Mr. McMahon told Eric Bischoff during the break
that he would not be fired. Uh...how can it be a WWE.com
exclusive if you just played it on TV?!
Mr.McMhon is walking "with a purpose"
according to the Coach. I guess where he comes from,
"purpose" means "stick up his ass."
Apparently the McManiac is mad. Oh man, is he mad. He's
mad about seeing his family Stunned. You would be too.
In order to rectify this evil act, someone has to pay.
VKM says, "By God, somebody's gonna be fired."
All we need now is to find someone to blame. He wonders
who's could have the fault heaped upon their shoulders.
After all, Mac knows that "Americans like to play
the blame game." Huh? Weird. What's his issue?
I can't get a grip on him sometimes. Big Mac says that
we could blame Eric Bischoff. However, he won't. Vinnie
says it wasn't Bisch's fault. So....Who's to blame?
Steve Austin. Yeah. However, he won't blame Steve either.
Get this. He won't even fire him...yet. No, no he won't.
So...Who's to blame?
Well, this is nuts, but the audience is
to blame! McMahon blames the audience! They caused all
this craziness! So VKM wants this:
He wants everyone all over the planet
to consider themselves employees. Why? So he can fire
them. Seriously. This is so lame, I can barely contain
myself.
The crowd chants "anthole" and
Big Mac gets upset because he hates ants. He says that
besides the lame-ass crowd, there are three more people
who deserve some blame. Yeah. Those three are the English
Announce Team! King, Ross, and Coach are all summoned
to the ring. They need to come and face some justice.
On that note, they all come to the squared circle. Crowd
seems blah at this point and you can't blame them. This
is pretty sucky so far.
Why is Mr. McDaddy so mad? Well last week
he, his son, wife, and daughter got stunned while the
announcers all sat there. They did nothing. Nothing!
How could they? How could they? He demands an apology.
Did you miss these Mr. McMahon "look at my big
balls" segments? Me neither. From there, we go
one by one through each announcer and listen for their
sorries.
Coach: "Mr.
McMahon, I am so sorry for what happened to you last
week. I can admit that I'm a coward. I wish now I would
have done something, but I'm not and I'll never be as
brave as you are."
Forgiven! Dismissed!
King: "Well,
I know what it's like to be Stunned by Steve Austin
and I know it's no fun. So if apologizing to you, Mr.
McMahon, means keeping my job, I'm truly sorry."
Forgiven! Dismissed!
Ross: "I'm really
sorry that your wife got Stunned."
Vinnie questions Jimmy Jam's devotion
to the fans. How can he be willing to give up his job?
Well far be it from VKM to do a "You're Fired"
angle with JR and not completely cut his jewels off.
Jim gives another aplogy - a real one. It's not good
enough, though. The Chairman brings out his daughter,
who he figures Rossy owes a sorry to as well.
Cue Stephanie.
Damn. Twice in one show? What is this?
2003?
Now it's Stephie Mac who wants to hear
that there's some remorse. However, the Okie repeats
the line about being sorry for her mother's stunning.
On that, she gives him the Slap from Hell! Jimmy falls
and Vince says he's going to bring his son, Shane, out
and let him kick his Cowboy Ass! Shane-o Mac, come on
down!
Cue Linda McMahon.
Is that Linda?
No. That's a mop.
It's time for a swerve for the sake of
a swerve. Lindy Mac is unhappy with last week's show.
Robo-Mac tells her hum-an fam-ily that they should handle
issues better. No yelling. No fits. Just take action!
Suddenly, she takes Mr. Ross by his arm
and sings to him "You're F-iiiiyyyrr-ed."
(JG Note: This is insane and not in a
good way. This is so insane that it's kind of scary.)
Linda then delivers a slow motion kick
to his groin. The pink-slipped Cowboy falls to the ground
in a heap. The family celebrates this crappy angle by
raising each other's arms in the air. Everyone is there
except for Shane, but he doens't count. You know. Fade
black.
All in all...No good.
Stay away. Bad stuff.
It's 2003 McMahon treatment again. This
time even Linda is getting in on the ridiculous self-absorbed
booking. WWE took a hot concept like "Who's getting
fired" and turned it into another vanity project.
Lindy Mac as a heel? Why? For what? For the big pop?
It didn't get one. You can't even blame it on that.
Other than that, this show was what it
was. It had no real substance to it and had a few high
points but far more low points. All we need is Johnny
Ace on TV and all the usual suspects from my book can
be on Raw, forming a stable and fighting crime.
Thanks for reading, guys. Be well
and thanks for sharing my insanity.
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