March 20, 2006

Freestyle: Whup dat trick

Memphis loves violence against Lita.

By John Miller

To kick things off, Vince and Shane McMahon enter with a Memphis jazz band playing “The Saints go Marching In,” causing Vince to exaggerate his strut even more than usual. Confetti and balloons galore fall from the roof as they celebrate Shane’s win against Shawn Michaels (HBK) at Saturday Night’s Main Event (SNME). Of course, we get more allusions to Montreal, with Vince saying, “Shawn screwed Shawn.” Vince books Shawn against Triple-H tonight, which brings John Cena out to a lukewarm reaction. Cena gives us with a pretty amusing HHH impersonation, including hair flip. Apparently John doesn’t want to wait until Wrestlemania, so Vince books Cena/HBK vs. HHH/Shane instead. Shane doesn’t seem too thrilled, which means Vince has shenanigans in store.

As we return from break, HHH tells the McMahons he’s more than happy to mess with Shawn’s head but doesn’t like the tag match. Vince isn’t worried and says he’ll be out there with them, which puts HHH at ease. Vince puts his arms around Shane and HHH, saying they’re a “big happy family.” Wait, I thought HHH was married to Stephanie in real life but not in WWE storylines? My head hurts.

Finally, we have our first match 20 minutes into the show, Kane vs. Carlito. Unfortunately, these two have horrible chemistry. Kane pins Carlito easily after a second choke-slam attempt connects. Carlito didn’t get in any of the cool offense he’s been showing off lately. Kane talks smack after the match, which seems rather out of character. He was probably just boasting about his incredible powers of face-tissue regeneration.

Backstage, Carlito and Chris Masters yap at each other. Masters says he’ll show Carlito how it’s done against the Big Show.

The Blackjacks are the next inductees into the Hall of Fame. Frankly, I’ve never heard of them. (You won’t hear that quote read at their induction.) Pretty cool history lesson by the outstanding WWE production team though.

Now we’ve got Ric Flair vs. Rob Van Dam (RVD) vs. Shelton Benjamin for Shelton’s Intercontinental Championship. Evidently, this match is our bimonthly IC title defense. Forty-three minutes into the show, and there’s still a little confetti falling. Joey Styles says RVD is a former 5-time IC champ. Who hasn’t held that belt multiple times? Nice overhead/northern-lights suplex from RVD. Flair rolls up RVD…but DOESN’T use the tights? If we can’t count on Ric Flair to cheat, then what can we hold onto in this crazy world? The finish sees Shelton pin Flair while Ric had RVD in the figure four. Fairly creative finish, but I’m not sure why Flair couldn’t kick out. Apparently, Ric didn’t realize releasing the hold was an option. Where’s the veteran savvy?

Video package recaps Edge giving Mick Foley a cringe-worthy bulldog into thumbtacks at SNME. That’ll ruin your day. Foley comes out and admits that Edge is right, and that he has indeed become a teddy bear and a joke. He says he is no longer a hardcore legend, but Edge “awakened” something inside him. He then drops a couple Cactus Jack references. Crowd wasn’t that into it, but that man can still cut a great promo. However, the crowd vigorously belts out the “HOOOOO” call when Lita saunters out. Lita, whose vocabulary will never be confused with Raven’s, says Edge has “like vertigo and stuff” and “it’s bad.” She asks to speak to the old, compassionate Foley. She asks him to change his match hardcore match against Edge at Mania into a straight-up wrestling match, and thus, Foley would prove to the world he’s more than a glorified stuntman. Huge “Whup dat trick” chant starts, which gets a huge laugh from me. (For the uninitiated, “Whup dat trick” is a song from the movie "Hustle & Flow," which was set in Memphis.) He blocks Lita’s low blow and counters to the mandible claw. Edge looks on in horror and doesn’t save her. Hard to blame him though since it certainly wasn’t the first time Lita’s had part of a wrestler’s anatomy in her mouth, and it probably won’t be the last.

Torrie Wilson comes out to face Victoria, and I don’t care. Victoria can wrestle, Torrie can’t, the end. Four half-naked dudes carry Candice to the ring on a bed. Her pillow tossing distracts Torrie, and Victoria hits the widow’s peak for an immediate pin. I’ve never been happier to see a match go less than 30 seconds. I guess this will lead to some sort of porn match between Torrie and Candice at Mania. Even as a red-blooded man, I can honestly say I don’t give a shit. I watch wrestling for wrestling. Hear that, Vince?

Chris Masters comes out, and Coach says he looks “almost as good as I do.” Hey, the Wellness Program started tonight. Cut the guy some slack! His match with Big Show ends in a DQ rather quickly after Masters blatantly nails Show with a chair. Masters gives him a mild beating after the match. Frankly, The Masturbator needed to destroy Show to put over both himself and the impending championship match at Mania. They way WWE has booked this feud so far, there’s no reason to believe Masters and Carlito are real threats to the titles.

We’re back with Mickie James and a big gift box in the ring. She tells us she gets a shot at the Trish’s women’s title at Mania, inspiring girls worldwide. She accuses Trish of not being a good role model. They raise the box, and she has Ashley bound and gagged. (Insert your own perverted remark.) Trish runs in but backs off because I suppose Mickie will kill her with her bare hands if she doesn’t. Trish eventually grabs Mickie’s leg, punches her in the face a few dozen times, and then attempts to rescue the Ashley-In-Distress. Mickie finishes her off with an impressive jumping DDT, and Mickie is bleeding the hard way from the nose! Trish doesn’t fuck around. Then Mickie gives the unconscious Trish a big smooch with blood running down her face. I don’t think the blood was intentional, but it added to Mickie’s insanity. Even the heel-loving Coach is disturbed. To say I enjoyed this segment more than the Torrie/Candice crap would be a massive understatement.

Stunningly, Jerry Lawler has yet to be humiliated in Memphis. I guess the Hometown Humiliation Accord only applies to J.R. and former WCW and ECW guys.

Oh boy! HHH’s 2.5-minute entrance! They seem to be building Vince/HBK as the real main event of Mania, which would be a bad move on every possible level.

They replay Shawn’s superplex on Shane through two tables off a ladder at SNME. Shane will still take an insane bump, you have to give him that. Even HBK gets hardly any reaction when he runs in. The Memphis crowd has been dead except for the “Whup that trick” and “HOOOO” moments. Vince DQs Cena immediately after using a closed fist on Shane. Curiously, Vince is suddenly paying attention to the rules. Now we’re getting HHH/Shane vs. HBK. If you’re scoring at home, that’s the third different variation of the main-event match. WWE seems to deliver what it advertises about half the time lately. The brothers-in-law dominate to start the match, as you’d expect. Lawler says, “The crowd is stunned,” which he astutely learned from J.R. really means the crowd is dead silent and doesn’t care. Cena runs back in, and he and HBK beat the hell out of the security guards. Vince and Shane get the hell out of Dodge, and it’s your tried-and-true-WWE-non-finish match. What the hell is that anyway? Shouldn’t it at least end in a double count-out? I don’t ask for much. Vince tells Cena he will go one-on-one with Vince next week. Goodie.

Long story short, this episode was incredibly long on talk and short on wrestling. In other words, it was more of the same for WWE in the past few weeks.

 

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