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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: Today I need something more sub-sub-sub-substantial
I dunno. The shows AEW fields after a big pay per view often feel kinda ad hoc, kinda thrown together… and while there were presumably the ends to a couple of long running programs (Chris Jericho and Ricochet, Kris Statlander and Hikaru Shida)… I just didn’t think there was enough meat on the bone to…
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I Want To Shoot The Whole Day Down: The long hot summer just passed me by
You pay your money, you takes your chances. Some scattershot thoughts about the show last night: I was already a bit on edge (no, not THAT Edge) when Double or Nothing, technically the seventh anniversary show for AEW, started. At least when Mick Foley name dropped a WWE lifer within SECONDS of his speaking debut,…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: Risky, that’s your name
Ahhhhh. THAT’S more like it. Dynamite was back in the good gumbo column this week and, frankly, after the lousy week I’ve been having, a couple of hours of decent graps buoyed my spirits. There were nits to pick (it is ME, after all; I never saw something good that I couldn’t whine about) but…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: Aimed at you, we’re the cowboys from hell
“WHY DO THEY EVEN BOTHER HAVING A CHICK IN THE RING WITH A MAN IF THEY AREN’T GONNA GO ALL THE WAY?!” the bloodthirsty, woman-hating woman to my left thundered at the television. “This stupid intergender stuff is NEVER DONE RIGHT. THEY. ARE. ALL. WRESTLERS!” Right as she said “WRESTLERS,” Hangman Adam Page leapt over…
La Zona Muerta 