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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: Sucks me in when you’re aloof
Gotta be honest with you, gang… and if I weren’t, there’d be no point to me writing this OR you reading it: this was another week where I don’t feel like I have much to say. Not symptoms of burnout or anything, at least I don’t think so; I just wasn’t particularly moved. There was…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: No new tale to tell, forty seven years on my way to hell
Another year older; not necessarily another year wiser. What have I learned over the past 365 days? I dunno. I specifically recall yelling “wow, I didn’t know that!” about something or other the other night but the fact must have been so trivial, so banal, that it immediately fell out of my brain. Whew! The…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: Just who’s pulling the strings
A pal of mine took to social media during last night’s edition of AEW Dynamite, and, after a particularly divisive segment, he wrote “Are you not sports entertained?” to which I simply replied “No.” “Imagine being so joyless that you couldn’t enjoy that segment,” some random chirped in. “Imagine being blocked,” I replied, and did…
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I Want To Shoot The Whole Day Down: 497 day absence (leg)
Well, All Out has come and gone. A mostly good show, drug down at times by a crowd who was really into ENTRANCES AND MOMENTS. There were other factors dragging the show down as well, some self inflicted. You know what ultimately ruined wrestling? It’s not superkicks or the DDT not being a finish or…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: Vegetable lasagna
As Forbidden Door finally comes into sharper focus, the eternal battle rages… is there too much New Japan content on the show with people the Western audience won’t know? Not enough New Japan? Where are their biggest stars? Why are there no New Japan tag team in the FD tag team tournament? Wither STARDOM? Why…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: Que soy yo quien te espera
You’ll have to forgive the (relative) brevity of this week’s column… I’m very under the weather thanks to my plague carrying wife. She’s forced to go into our office three times a month and clearly the last time she was there, she caught THE DREADED SKUNGE and passed it along to me, so we’re coughing…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: Last week, messed around and got a triple-double
Another back to back Dynamite / Collision double header this week, due to, I dunno, sports of some kind. Hockey-ball or summat. It was probably for the best… while there was some stuff I REALLY liked on Dyna… the lack of actual, in-ring wrestling content left me fairly cold… but Collision… a show that the…
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More Dangerous Than Dynamite: Why don’t we turn the clock to zero, honey
As ever, the AEW discourse rings dumb throughout the endless tubes of the internet. The latest non-controversy controversy is whether the upcoming Australian show was designed to be a pay per view or not and then, on top of that, there is suddenly a LOT of hand wringing that the good folk of Australia aren’t…
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A quick word about grift
“Psst. C’mere. Yeah, YOU.” I beckon you with a crooked finger. “Just a moment of your time, please,” I grin, slipping my arm around you in a friendly, perhaps overly friendly manner. “Ah, you’ve got an eye for quality, don’t you? I can tell right off the bat by the way you dress, the skeptical…
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I’m beggin’ and I’m pleadin’ but you always tell me no
I was gonna say something on BlueSky (come say hi if you have a chance) but I didn’t want to deal with word counts and whatever else. Since LZM is a clearing house for my thoughts, I thought I’d jot down some quick ones about the absolute one. I like Ricky Starks. I DON’T like…
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