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How cool is this shot?
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VerifiedStalin:God-tier ![]() |
samistry:Cole should sign and get drafted to SMACKDOWN |
Looks like Cena is done with WWE for now again
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WWE NXT TAKEOVER 36 REVIEWS RECAPS AND REACTIONS Once, Twice, Three Times a Champion Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages. You are looking live at the Capitol Wrestling Center in what might be the end of an era. And not just an undisputed one. NXT Champion Karrion Kross said his match with Samoa Joe at NXT TakeOver 36 is about the future of NXT. During the match, Vic Joseph said the winner will lead NXT into a new era. And since this is WWE, he reiterated that point as the show closed This company is a lot of things, but subtle isn’t one of them. Anyway, Joe and Kross had a violent match! Big shock, right? It was methodical as they told the story of a man coming back after semi-retirement to vanquish his younger and fresher opponent. Did Samoa Joe truly still have it, or was his bark a lot worse than his bite? And the resulting match was...fine. Joe and Kross don’t have much chemistry together, or maybe they just weren’t given enough time to let it kick in. But this match plodded along. A whole lot of submissions and rest holds, to get to the inevitable: Samoa Joe once again representing the black and gold brand show as its champion. Something felt off about this entire match. I can’t put my finger on what, but it just didn’t click. Joe didn’t look like he lost a step and Kross is always game, but when it was over, all I mustered was a “meh.” It wasn’t the best match of the night nor was it the most interesting. It was just there. And for a main event on Sunday night as the capper to three days of wrestling, “just there” just isn’t good enough. But hey, on the bright side, Kross can now fully focus his sights on Jeff Hardy, while Joe hilariously tires to be NXT Champion and Commissioner Regal’s second-in-command. I smell wacky hi jinx! Once a sidekick, always a side kick There’s one gigantic moment from this match that sticks out. Early on, pretty much right after the bell went ding, Dakota Kai hit the Yakuza Kick and knocked Raquel González into next week. Well, not next week, but definitely out of the ring. The NXT Women’s Champion was out cold, meaning it wasn’t easy for the smaller Kai to hoist her back into the ring. Dakota Kai had it. She had the championship right there in her grasp and it slipped away because of physics. Damn you, science. From that point on, the former best friends put on a show. Raquel’s strength and power against Dakota’s experience and speed. Dakota used her quickness and wit to finesse Raquel into taking an L. Raquel injured her shoulder, but her power game was still on point, if only a little hobbled. The woman even swung Dakota’s head into the middle turnbuckle like she was swinging a bag of groceries. Eventually, we got to a nice back and forth, with neither woman wanting to give an inch. Raquel, not here for a long time, doing her best to pummel Dakota. On the other hand, Dakota gave as good as she got, catching Raquel off guard in several moments and seemingly making “momentum” her middle name. Which brings us right back to where we started. Dakota smelled blood in the water and went for the Yakuza Kick one more time. But unlike earlier, Raquel knew it was coming. Raquel caught Dakota’s boot, hoisted her into the air, and hit a one-armed powerbomb from the top rope for the W and a trip to the pay window. Like I said, that pretty big moment from the beginning served as a bookend for this championship match. Dakota, the teacher, caught her student by surprise earlier. As the fight went on, the student learned and finally smartened up. Raquel took advantage of Dakota’s arrogance, sentencing her to Robin-status from now until infinity. But wait, there’s more! Just when it looked like it was safe for Raquel to savor her victory and chill, out came freaking Kay Lee Ray. I believe it was Street Fighter that said it best: here comes a new challenger. They Chose Violence and the UK Gets a New Champ I watched a lot of Toonami as a kid. Mostly for Dragon Ball Z. Yes, I’m sorry anime fans, my anime choices are basic as hell, but I am what I am. WALTER x Ilja Dragunov reminded me of Freiza battling Goku. WALTER, the undisputed NXT UK Champion playing the role of Freiza, and Dragunov, the challenger, assuming the role of the noble Saiyan. WALTER, like Freiza, dished out so much damn punishment. He was relentless. Forearms, clotheslines, German Suplexes—and other foreign language suplexes—haymakers, and of course, chops. Because, duh. The question wasn’t whether Dragunov could take a beating because we all know he can. There’s staples on his forehead that attest to that. The question was how long can Ilja withstand the punishment. The key to beating WALTER, just like Freiza, is outlasting him. He’s going to demolish you and run through you like a battering ram. If you can manage that pain, and inflict your own, you may have a shot. Dragunov, in the most striking moment for yours truly, bit his own finger while in a submission as a way to transfer the pain and tolerate the hold. That is devotion and a sign of a cat willing to do whatever it takes for the three-count. Like Goku, Dragunov grew stronger as the clock ticked forward. He got up after every toss, punched back after every jab, and just kept coming. And the more he pushed, the more frustrated WALTER grew Every fight between Goku and Freiza reached a point where the former tapped into power he didn’t know he possessed. He normally got there because Freiza pushed him to the brink and brought the best out of him. The second WALTER hit a splash from the top rope, followed by beating the living hell out of Dragunov with rights and lefts, the CWC felt the Russian go into Super Saiyan mode. He took WALTER’s best shot, lived to tell the tale, and found a power he never knew existed. At that point, it wasn’t about pinning the champ; Dragunov needed him to submit. He needed the admission from WALTER that he was the best. WALTER fought the sleeper hold as long as he could, but eventually, it was too much Dragunov for him to bear. The Ring General tapped out, and Ilja, in full Super Saiyan mode, stood tall over his fallen victim and celebrated with the gold. DRAGUNOV WINS! DRAGUNOV WINS! DRAGUNOV WINS! If this is the last breath of NXT in its current iteration, that was the best curtain call possible. Three is the Magic Number Until it Isn’t. Maybe it’s because they were following an NXT UK Championship match for the ages. Maybe it’s a me thing and not on them at all. But Adam Cole x Kyle O’Reilly’s Undisputed Finale left me, well, underwhelmed. The first fall happened quicker than I expected, but I liked the idea of Cole getting undone by his ego. He had Kyle dead to rights but just had to go for another level of embarrassment to his former friend. And he paid the price. Much like another Dakota Kai earlier in the night, let’s bookmark that fatal flaw, shall we? The street fight was...okay? Two cats barely wrapping their fi I fists in chains and phantom punching each other doesn’t do it for me and just felt artificial. Yes, even for pro wrestling, which is all about maintaining a certain level of artifice. The callbacks to their past matches or older encounters usually gets me right in the feels, but here it left me colder than Mr. Freeze in a snowstorm while sipping a milkshake. I just wasn’t feeling it. That said, the finish to the street fight elicited an “ouch” and I have no clue how Kyle is walking after getting thrown onto the backs of two chairs. It was a nice transition to the cage match, which looked like a forgone conclusion. Until it wasn’t. Remember when we bookmarked Adam’s ego? Cole, once again in the pole position, decided to add insult to injury and talk his sh*t. He handcuffed Kyle to the cage, smacked him up a bit, talked a little trash, and went for one superkick too many. Kyle literally beat Cole with one arm tied behind his back as he caught the leg of a man he used to consider a brother, and locked Cole’s bum knee in a submission. A couple taps later, and Kyle O’Reilly takes the W and the crown of their three match contest. Cole likely moves to the main roster now and forever. The end of an era indeed. The Rest The Million Dollar Championship Now Resides on the Moon Before we get into this, it must be said that Ted Dibiase’s theme still bangs after all these years. Now, back to your regularly scheduled recap. I didn’t expect LA Knight x Cameron Grimes to go for nearly a half hour. But I’m glad they did because these two set the bar high for the night. Grimes is crazy over with the CWC crowd, and the people love Dibiase. This was a fitting conclusion to this story, despite the fact Dibiase, one of the biggest heels of his era, believes a babyface should carry his legacy forward. While i hoped for Grimes to finish Knight with the Million Dollar Dream, we still got the original recipe version from Ted himself. After that and a Cave In, it was academic. Answer Ridge Holland Now, Timothy Thatcher Poor Trey Baxter. He started this with all the energy of a kid running into a brick wall. That brick wall, in this case, was Ridge Holland. Short, sour, and to the point. Thatcher got angrier the longer the match went and it wasn’t long at all. The longer he waits for an answer from Timothy Thatcher, the more he plans to make light work of the roster. Grade: B While I’m not crazy about the last two matches, everything else on this show ranged from good to great. WALTER and Ilja Dragunov did the damn thing to the fullest extent of wrestling law, putting the last four wrestlers in precarious positions. Imagine following that. Dakota Kai and Raquel González made their underwhelming story into a compelling match, while Grimes x LA Knight was a lot of fun and old-school wrestling at its finest. If this is indeed the end of NXT as we know it, then it ended on a good note, if not a very high one. Still, we got a good show to close out a monumental wrestling weekend. No matter what, that’s always something to smile about. |
andrew444:Na real Madrid draw na you wey pepper body dey do |
I'll take the positive that is Vinicius jr |
TheHulk616:So where will the tears be coming from? Is it from watch my club play well or from watching my players step up? |
TheHulk616:Why will Zidane's supporters be in tears? |
We have been relentless in this first half, especially Isco...he should be quicker with his passing tho |
devvy44:Isco has been running riot |
Nezzjnr:Your own go be on top cement, we will see if it won't pain you ![]() |
Omo, that Juve's match was something else ![]() |
I'm enjoying Cindy's interactions with Eclipso, a really compelling subplot there...that her mum is hot tho I hope this iteration of Green Lantern isn't what they are about to feed us with in the upcoming HBOMAX Green Lantern project cos it's quite wack and not true to the comics |
That Nightwing Vs Redhood fight scene was God-tier |
Kaycee7:Liikke...bruh Mtchew na wa o |
Nezzjnr:Lmaoo I believe you boss |
Nezzjnr:If you really get mind go and tell him na ![]() |
ValeeLove:it's a competition, its what he should be doing but his booking decisions are head scratchers.... |
abduleez1:People like Minemrys go find you come your hide out like... Boss, why haven't you come online since?
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samistry:Bruh, it baffles me tbh...I know this is Vince cos paid writers can't be coming up with these kind of mind boggling decisions I don't vent tire I'm weak |
Highlights from SUMMERSLAM Baron Corbin attempts to reverse fortune against Big E Miz & Morrison roll into SummerSlam in style Randy Orton gets RK-Bro rolling against AJ Styles & Omos Eva Marie slaps Lilly to provoke Alexa Bliss Rey Mysterio brings the fight to The Usos Sheamus sets out to humiliate Damian Priest Becky Lynch makes shocking SummerSlam return Drew McIntyre tosses Jinder Mahal around the ring Charlotte Flair plants both Nikki A.S.H. and Rhea Ripley Xavier Woods unleashes Drip-Stick 2000 on Miz & Morrison Edge leaves it all on the mat against Seth Rollins Goldberg sends Bobby Lashley flying with powerful toss John Cena gives Roman Reigns a crushing Attitude Adjustment Brock Lesnar comes calling for Roman Reigns Edge warns Seth Rollins to stay away Becky Lynch is back Charlotte Flair brings title back where it belongs Eva Marie looks for answers after loss Doudrop and Eva Marie agree to talk it out Damian Priest dethrones a bully Randy Orton gets sentimental with Riddle after title win Logan Paul disses Baron Corbin |
WWE SUMMERSLAM REVIEWS RECAPS AND REACTIONS A Beast and His Ponytail Walk into a Casino... Let’s not bury the lead here. We all knew John Cena was taking the pin so the only question was how and what happens as a result. How? A very dope match fitting of SummerSlam. It told a great story of a man who knew he wasn’t the man he used to be trying to fight a guy who is at his peak. Roman Reigns pounded on Cena in the beginning, handing out the ass whipping John knew was coming his way. But Cena kept coming back, no matter what Reigns dished out. After getting all of that work during the first half of the match, Cena found his rhythm when he realized Roman isn’t invincible. To paraphrase one of the two Zack Snyder movies I like, Cena realized that even a god-king can bleed. But none of his usual methods worked. No regular Attitude Adjustment. No Attitude Adjustment from the top rope. No STFU. It was a lot of close but no cigar as the moves Cena used to win so many championships over the years didn’t unseat the Head of the Table. In the end, Cena, who mocked Reigns for switching up his style, signaled his own downfall when he went for a spear of his own. Of course, he didn’t just go for a spear; he imitated the WWE Universal Champion as well. Cena believed anything Reigns can do, he can do a whole lot better. Well, not tonight. His arrogance left an opening for the Tribal Chief, who proceeded to finish the man devoted to peace with his spear, laying Cena down for the three-second tan. What happened as a result? Brock Lesnar, in all his ponytailed and bearded glory. Las Vegas—and yours truly—erupted when that Lesnar’s music hit. While Cena is clearly no match for Reigns, Brock is a different story, different book, and possibly a different species. And the best part of the interaction was Paul Heyman. Heyman’s history with Lesnar is well-documented so I’m not going to bore you with a trip down memory lane. But like any good story, knowing how the past informs the present makes for a rewarding experience. Seriously, the man was cowering when Lesnar walked to the ring. Since hooking up with Roman Reigns, Paul’s done a lot of things but falling to his knees out of fear is not one of them. Paul knows what Brock is capable of and more importantly, he knows if Reigns is ready to handle it. Because when it comes to that smoke, Lesnar is a damn five-alarm blaze. A dramatic moment in Rocky III was Mickey realizing Rocky wasn’t ready to fight Clubber Lang. The cats Rocky fought as champion weren’t pushovers, but they looked like baby ants compared to Lang. Mickey did all he could to protect his fighter from Lang’s wrath but Rocky, believing all of his own hype, insisted on fighting Clubber and ignored his trainer’s advice. Mickey was scared and Rocky ignored that fear or didn’t care. If Paul is scared, that should tell Roman all he needs to know about the challenge in front of him. I can’t wait to see what happens when Reigns ignores his advocate’s advice and dives head first into the den of the man who, according to Pat McAfee, is the “alpha male of our species.” For Roman’s sake, I hope he watches Rocky III. Way longer than expected But Lashley beat the crap out of Goldberg Goldberg returned weeks ago to simply demand a title shot, and it was granted for reasons we still aren’t entirely sure of. There wasn’t much in the way of a build. They just vowed to beat each other up, and Goldberg brought his kid around so he could watch him in person. He watched his dad lose. Lashley had MVP there to assist him — in hilarious fashion, considering Goldberg was late selling a shot to his leg — and that gave him the advantage he needed. He worked the knee over time and time again, and Goldberg couldn’t even stand on it so the referee decided to call it. Lashley remains your WWE champion. After, Lashley took a chair to Goldberg repeatedly, as the crowd cheered him on, strangely enough. Goldberg’s son, Gage, hit the ring to try to protect his father, and he ended up in the Hurt Lock. This mercifully ended there, when MVP got on the mic and claimed Bobby couldn’t know he was attacked from behind by Goldberg’s son. “I’m going to kill you,” Goldberg shouted to Lashley as the champion walked to the back. There was a much longer rant before I started typing, but I calmed down quite a bit. Well, not a lot, but enough. That said, I have one very important question: What in the actual f*ck was that? Becky Lynch coming back is great! I love Becky, you love Becky, we all scream for Becky. But this entire segment was weird for several reasons, starting with the fact WWE advertised Sasha Banks x Bianca Belair doing battle before and during SummerSlam. If anyone reading this believes the billion dollar company didn’t know one of its star wrestlers wasn’t performing at their marquee event of the summer, I have a story to tell you about Santa Claus. Sasha is written out of the match in a way that would shock even the late David Stern in its lack of transparency, resulting in the crowd deflating like a balloon. Out comes Carmella and the crowd goes mild. The woman Belair used as her punching bag for weeks looked prime to get yet another title shot for “basketball reasons.” Bianca, rightly frustrated, is game to to slap fire out of Mella one more time because why not. Or so we thought. Once that Irish chant blasted through Allegiant Stadium, it sounded like the Las Vegas Raiders won the Super Bowl. Funny enough, that reaction is probably as close as that stadium will ever get to a championship celebration. But I digress. The Man came to Vegas and it truly was a dope moment. She basked in the reaction after being away for more than a year, then tossed Carmella out on her ass, setting up a one-on-one showdown between The EST and The Man. And that’s where the record scratch happened and they lost me. Bianca vs. Becky in an impromptu match should have the dustiest of finishes. Or, at the least, someone in the middle to take the L so neither of them have to. WWE dismissed Carmella with the same effort one dismisses a fly and before I could raise an eyebrow in protest, the “match” was over. Bianca extended her hand in respect, Becky gave her a forearm to the jaw for her troubles, and one Manhandle Slam later, your winner and new SmackDown Women’s Champion is Becky Lynch. Boooooooo Bianca deserved better than this. Sure, the built-in excuse is she wasn’t ready and definitely wasn’t prepared for Lynch. However, as the reigning champ and inspirational babyface, she has to look better than that. If they got 15 or even 10 minutes and she took the pin, then she potentially looks good in defeat and proves how much she’s learned in her short time on the main roster. The same woman who took Sasha Banks to the brink at WrestleMania didn’t lay a pinky on a woman who was out of action for 16 months. Nah, that ain’t it. Becky deserved better than this as well. Her first match back should be, ya know, an actual match. To say nothing of the fact she looks foul for just inserting herself into a match, tossing out one of the participants, and hustling the babyface champ in the process. I will shed no tear for Mella, but there’s a disconnect here. While The Man never possessed a pure heart, she had a code. The woman who forfeited her title to Askua doesn’t seem like the one who showed up tonight. The most infuriating thing is none of this had to happen. Carmella was right there to take the pin, setting up a proper singles match between Bianca and Becky, while giving Becky the same post-match moment with all of the flowers thrown at her feet. Bianca looks strong, Becky looks strong, and Mella remains cannon fodder comic relief. Everybody wins. Instead, we got a situation where no one looked good. Give WWE props for one thing: They never miss an opportunity to miss an opportunity. Ain’t Nothing Like the Real Thing, Baby First things first: Edge coming out to the Brood’s theme, and emerging out of the ground, was the dopest moment of the night. Besides looking cool, the moment of nostalgia illustrated the larger point that Edge needed to go to a dark place to vanquish Seth Rollins. Rollins, dressed as either Tale Spin’s Don Carnage or a member of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, was a little shook at what he awoke inside of the WWE Hall of Famer. But hey, he asked for it, right? WWE has a problem with narrative disconnect. This match, which is built on both men doing their best to to stake their claim to the shadows, started as a simple wrestling match. After weeks of getting very personal and intense, an all-out war was the only option. But like I said earlier, WWE has that thing about missing opportunities. Luckily for them—and for us—Edge and Seth are two of the best and what started as a wrestling match turned into compelling fight. Rollins pushed Edge and vice versa, with each man doing their ever-loving best to put the other away post haste. The story was just how far was Edge willing to go to get the job done. He speared Rollins onto the stadium floor. He did a swinging neck breaker from the top rope. The man even pulled a freaking Edgecator out of his apparently very deep bag of tricks. Edge, realizing none of that was enough, put Rollins in a crossface and bashed his head into the ring over and over and over again. That migraine, along with the getting the life choked out of him, was too much for Rollins and he finally said uncle. What started meh and not befitting of their rivalry, morphed into a dope last sentence for their rivalry. If this is the end. No clue where either of these cats go after SummerSlam, but consider me intrigued cos I didn't see Edge winning here Extracurriculars Meet the New Women’s Champ, Same as the Old Women’s Champ Ya know, I almost bought it. For more than a few seconds, I thought Nikki A.S.H. was walking out of Vegas the same way she walked in. Why on earth would WWE take the title off of Charlotte Flair a few weeks ago just go give it back? Why else would they poke out their chest to say how inspirational Nikki is to kids and the people who need smiles on their faces? Surely there were plans to really do something with this “almost a superhero” thing, right? Clearly my optimism isn’t built for this company. The triple threat match for the Raw Women’s Championship barely lasted long enough for me to make a sandwich, and existed purely for Charlotte to notch title reign number 12 and add more decorations to her name. Either the crowd was really into Charlotte or not feeling Nikki A.S.H. at a-l-l because they erupted when Nikki tapped and Charlotte claimed her prize. Might be time for fake superhero to hang up her very real cape. RKBro’s Gamble Pays Off Teaming up with Randy Orton is the type of high stakes risk not many in Vegas can relate to. Riddle took that chance as he and his notoriously treacherous partner faced A.J. Styles and Styles’ personal colossus, Omos. Now that I’m recapping this stuff, I can finally say publicly that Omos has the best moniker in all of wrestling. “Personal Colossus” is dope and says so much in only two words. Omos is a beast, a fact Orton and Riddle were well aware of. So what did they do? Well, they beat the hell out of A.J. and wanted no parts of any action Omos dished out. The prevailing thought is that the Colossus is unbeatable. RKBro never even tried to test that theory and as a result, they walked out of Vegas with gold around their waists. Their post-match interview with Mario Lopez hinted at the uneasiness of their partnership but that’s the fun part. Can happy go-lucky Riddle get along with a man who admits he’s a snake? From a “Little Town in New York City” to U.S. Champion All of the props in the world to Damian Priest for finishing his match with Sheamus. Early in the bout, the guy landed the way nobody wants to land when attempting a dive outside of the ring. My back still hurts thinking about it and clearly his did during the match. He’s a true soldier for that, so give him your applause. As for the match itself? It was cool. Sheamus dominated most of it because Priest never got his offense really going. And when he did, his high-risk offense proved way too risky as Sheamus made him pay a hefty price every single time. The second Sheamus lost his mask aka his superpower, that was all she wrote. Sheamus’ confidence vanished, he focused more on defense, and ate a Reckoning from Priest. Raw has a new United States Champion but my spider-sense says a rematch is on the horizon. One More Thing... Pat Mac gave me life throughout this show. Him screaming “Hadoken!” during the Mysterios x Usos tag match was, until the end of the show, my favorite moment of the night. The USO's retained their titles Grade: C+ If not for the last match, this grade is a lot worse. The crowd was dead through a lot of the four-hour event, there was an unnecessary joke segment, and a good portion of the show was just, ya know, boring. Roman and Cena delivered, Becky’s comeback was dope—result not withstanding—and Brock is back with a ponytail |
abduleez1:Okay man, if you say so I'm also hoping they don't panic...na PTSD dey cause all these concerns from fans |
abduleez1:Okay so no more reboots and cancellations?
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Me to WB...will you do another reboot?
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Tempull:Guy carry time o
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Nezzjnr:He is not losing the title ![]() It's Adam Cole that will have this kind of stipulation and i'd be worried cos his contract is almost up and he hasn't renewed yet |
Kaycee7:You're welcome man it's nothing...always remember to buzz me whenever you need my help [img]https://c./tJi0yy2w5m4AAAAM/hoang2910-boss.gif[/img] |
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