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Dark Side of the Ring: In this world I find a way to cross the line
This is for you; you know who you are. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities and poorly produced documentaries. While this isn’t really the space to go into a line for line attack on the latest Dark Side of the Ring documentary, this time featuring Total Nonstop Action (a dark…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: Clarissa wrestlesplains it all
I could write paragraphs, COLUMN INCHES about the difference between wrestlers using sand for a dumb, crooked finish and wrestling MANAGERS using powder or salt since time immemorial but I get tired of wrestlesplaining or being wrestlesplained to, so we can table that. A plea from ship to shore and all points east; I try…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: I can blow you away or you can ride with me
You can’t say AEW gave you a sleepy post pay per view Dynamite THIS week, and to top it off, due to the impending holiday, a Thursday night Collision to boot. Then, on top of all that, next week’s Dynamite sounds insane. AEW feels fairly hot, feels like they are stomping on the gas pedal.…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: RAGE ROCK ROLL FIGHT BRAWL FALL RUMBLE
Finally, FINALLY, Shane Taylor Promotions has made their way from the backwaters of unwatched, unloved Sinclair-style Ring of Honor to the weird, somewhat adrift Tony Khan iteration of ROH to the safe, almost pleasant shores of AEW. A Tony Khan booking trope; when he gets into an act, suddenly they’re all over the dang product,…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: I’m a skateboarder (I’m a Transformer)
I mean… Look. I like Darby Allin well enough. I’ve seen him have crazy matches, or crazy spots, anyway. So have you. If you’re the kind of wrestling fan who believes in “you deserve it,” there’s no question that the man deserves it; he’s put his body through Hell for wrestling, long before he came…
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Here’s the Easter Rabbit, hooray
Happy “Inoki died for our sins so we could enjoy hard boiled eggs or whatever and oh yeah, there’s something to do with rabbits, I think” day if you celebrate. I drew this a few years back for fun. I’d do ten times better on a piece like this today, maybe more due to better…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: Seven thumbs up
I can already see the general population doing the “Dynamite was still pretty good” thing but, let’s face facts. Obviously, this was a post pay per view show, and it was a bit ad hoc, a little bit vibe deficient. A trifle middling. The bane of the Dynamite reviewer is precisely this; a mid Dynamite.…
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I Want To Shoot The Whole Day Down: Three times a night, it all equals subliminal sequels
You gotta laugh, you know? The news will get’cha right down. If I told you that AEW Revolution was a newsworthy show because We are, what, about a quarter of the way through probably the most wretched year I can personally recall? So far, you could probably sum up the story of AEW in Two…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain
Sometimes, I feel like a right heel. Not because I “body shamed” one David Finlay earlier in the day (more on that later), not because of the litany of shortcuts I take regularly in order to make life one degree more tolerable, not because of my generally miserable demeanor but because AEW consistently presents us…
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Crackin’ in heads and jumpin’ in and out of beds
We’ve looked for evidence for years, and the ribald, violent nature of the movie should put paid to the notion, but the missus and I have always felt that Joe Don Baker’s disheveled and sweaty Mitchell (1975) really, really, REALLY feels like it’s a pilot for a TV show. We get patterns of behavior, call…
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