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If memory serves me correctly, the saying in script over the picture of a majestic sunset goes "the major problem most people have is that reality conflicts with the idea of life they have in their head."
There's an easier way to sum all that up in my head, a four-word catchall I like to refer back to as the following:
Narrative overtaken by events.
While NXT's main event fulfilled the awesome match quotient that we're used to from Full Sail, the rest of the show seemed to be a melange of an inferior Big Two show, a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy with a printer low on ink. No matter how entertaining it was to see them develop almost the entirety of their divas division in a pair of segments both fresh to this show and shot in the aftermath of last week's occurrences--Paige threatening Emma with borderline homicide and the Mean Girls playing Evolution to Bayley's Eugene and Charlotte's Master Regal with Sasha's acting chops becoming more formidable by the show--that still doesn't excuse the fact that this episode should've been served in a few weeks. More Thanksgiving adjacent, so as to have a helpful place to put all this squash, with a nearby trash can for the RAW recap.
Somebody's tag team champions The Ascension? They beat up a pair of Let's Go These Guys so bad and so quickly one of them didn't even tag in before the Fall of Man.
Mojo Rawley beat up a Lance Stormalike in a similar fashion in the same small window of time, Leo Kruger made a triumphant return by beating a luchador who in no way, shape, or form was Ricardo Rodriguez, and Alexander Rusev disassociated himself from Sylvester LeFort emphatically by showing him where he could put his bribe (down his throat DiBiase style) before breaking his back and making him humble in less time than it takes you to read this sentence. The jury's out on whether this was a babyface turn for Laforet, if he'll be back, or what'll happen to Cpt. Redneck Scott Dawson in the meantime. What can be certain for sure is that with an attractive new manager named Lana the Intnerdnet will have their Archer jokes ready to deploy at will.
As you read about earlier on this site and possibly a couple others, Kassius Ohno is dead. He's not a member of the graveyard because Luke Harper MURDERDISCUSKILL lariated him FTW; the WWE released him and a wild Hero is already set to return to the independents where he made his name in the first place, including a PWG appearance that's really tantalizing given the Mount Rushmore faction making noise there against the likes of Candice LaRae and his former rival Joey Ryan. It appears that no matter what happened that the former KO was doomed to play Mattingly to the E's Mr.Snrub Burns, and on some levels it is a shame he's apparently not going to taste the rarefied air so many of his former indyland compatriots seem to be thriving on. If this be the permanent NXT end for Kassius Ohno, at least he left with a hell of a match even if he ended up on his back at its denouement.
Basically, what occurred was he and Luke Harper got in the middle of the ring and put on a 15-minute episode of "¡¿Quien Es Más Macho?!" Their body blows were landing so hard the mics were picking them up, and that was just the ground floor for Kane-like uppercuts, monstrous right hands, kicks, and Roaring Elbows. Even tho he's Ohno no mo, the newly-resuscitated Hero showed plenty of the fighting spirit Renee and those other two useless tubs of goo were talking about at the announce table. Maybe he was just pissed off at somebody wearing him down with a cravate. Nevertheless, this was the rare grudge match built off of a grudge that felt that way, a sanctioned back alley hobo fight that brought the violence. Luke Harper is now going to continue building off of his string of recent awesomeness on Raw and Smackdown.
It's just a shame that young KO kid couldn't be doing it with him.
There's an easier way to sum all that up in my head, a four-word catchall I like to refer back to as the following:
Narrative overtaken by events.
While NXT's main event fulfilled the awesome match quotient that we're used to from Full Sail, the rest of the show seemed to be a melange of an inferior Big Two show, a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy with a printer low on ink. No matter how entertaining it was to see them develop almost the entirety of their divas division in a pair of segments both fresh to this show and shot in the aftermath of last week's occurrences--Paige threatening Emma with borderline homicide and the Mean Girls playing Evolution to Bayley's Eugene and Charlotte's Master Regal with Sasha's acting chops becoming more formidable by the show--that still doesn't excuse the fact that this episode should've been served in a few weeks. More Thanksgiving adjacent, so as to have a helpful place to put all this squash, with a nearby trash can for the RAW recap.
Somebody's tag team champions The Ascension? They beat up a pair of Let's Go These Guys so bad and so quickly one of them didn't even tag in before the Fall of Man.
Mojo Rawley beat up a Lance Stormalike in a similar fashion in the same small window of time, Leo Kruger made a triumphant return by beating a luchador who in no way, shape, or form was Ricardo Rodriguez, and Alexander Rusev disassociated himself from Sylvester LeFort emphatically by showing him where he could put his bribe (down his throat DiBiase style) before breaking his back and making him humble in less time than it takes you to read this sentence. The jury's out on whether this was a babyface turn for Laforet, if he'll be back, or what'll happen to Cpt. Redneck Scott Dawson in the meantime. What can be certain for sure is that with an attractive new manager named Lana the Intnerdnet will have their Archer jokes ready to deploy at will.
As you read about earlier on this site and possibly a couple others, Kassius Ohno is dead. He's not a member of the graveyard because Luke Harper MURDERDISCUSKILL lariated him FTW; the WWE released him and a wild Hero is already set to return to the independents where he made his name in the first place, including a PWG appearance that's really tantalizing given the Mount Rushmore faction making noise there against the likes of Candice LaRae and his former rival Joey Ryan. It appears that no matter what happened that the former KO was doomed to play Mattingly to the E's Mr.
Basically, what occurred was he and Luke Harper got in the middle of the ring and put on a 15-minute episode of "¡¿Quien Es Más Macho?!" Their body blows were landing so hard the mics were picking them up, and that was just the ground floor for Kane-like uppercuts, monstrous right hands, kicks, and Roaring Elbows. Even tho he's Ohno no mo, the newly-resuscitated Hero showed plenty of the fighting spirit Renee and those other two useless tubs of goo were talking about at the announce table. Maybe he was just pissed off at somebody wearing him down with a cravate. Nevertheless, this was the rare grudge match built off of a grudge that felt that way, a sanctioned back alley hobo fight that brought the violence. Luke Harper is now going to continue building off of his string of recent awesomeness on Raw and Smackdown.
It's just a shame that young KO kid couldn't be doing it with him.