Apologies and mea culpas; faced with this three hour show and the pay per view I don’t have any particular faith or interest in save one or two matches, I’ve decided to skip this and save my quill for that, if you get what I mean. Our time on this Earth is limited, friends, and my normally implacable will to do this every week was defeated by what I thought was a fairly lackluster go home show. I’ll make it up to you on Sunday slash Monday.
Honestly, had I chose to write a column tonight, it would have largely been me being mad at YOU, the reader, or at least a straw man stand in for liking the idea of Mick Foley joining AEW, angry at those gaslighting others into thinking a match featuring Chris Jericho, Bobby Lashley, Shelton Benjamin and presumably MVP in some capacity will be worth a damn or grumpy me rolling my eyes at those talking about how great Maxwell Jacob Friedman is because he said Malachi Black was using AEW as a stepping stone to go back to WWE.
Normal service will resume next week.
La Zona Muerta 
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