The Amazing Rando

and Mr McMahon's Ass was running ....when?

I really don't think that TNA needs Ron "thetruth.org" Killings, unless after he pins someone they put an asterisk over the defeated wrestler's face until the segment ends.

I didn't think Assy McGee had been running on Adult Swim for all that long. Then again, I haven't seriously tuned in to [AS] in for fucking ever.

Storyline with Steph aside, Jericho was booked as a chickenshit heel and he actually did get big wins. I mean, beating Austin and Rock in one night isn't exactly a common feat. He was put over at the time, but then was ruined by HHH. Jericho also had a storyline going into Armageddon that year with the Rock, if memory serves that was about the championship. There's a difference between having politics (and him more than likely knowing the reign was transitional at the start) ruin a reign and having a reign that was not a transitional one being poorly booked from before the guy even came close to the title until he dropped it.

What if the person goes over the top but then is able to fall between the second/top or bottom/second ropes and back into the ring without touching the apron. I'm sure that's been done a few times.

Aw snap... here comes Totally Endorsed.

It's the real life version of how the people in the SD vs. Raw games sell the Clothesline From Hell.

I hadn't checked my calendar...but i was really hoping for an April Fool's Day show...

There's a big difference between "big man fetish" and pushing someone for their talents. And as far as the IWC saying Rey is "too small"...well, he sort of was. You can say he was always booked as a wrestler that had to use speed to compensate for his size, but they didn't give him much of any build. Sure he won the Rumble, but he went on to lose at No Way Out. It was, sadly, all about Eddie. Had they spent those two or three months building Rey up as someone who really desired the title and got some HUGE wins (Royal Rumble notwithstanding) on the road to it, then it might have been better recieved. You can really say that without the Rumble win, Rey didn't even really DESERVE to get the title shot. as they booked it, it was Eddie's little old friend getting his big/lucky shot.

Umm, you quoted me, yet didn't see that I wrote a long paragraph describing that very thing? And it's called the Nagata Lock.

since Cross fell backwards and Alan was basically in the powerbomb position (legs over the back of the shoulders), Alan landed on his feet and the back of Cross' head hit the concrete. The worst Akira would have gotten would have been the back of Cross' legs falling over him.

1) Alan was the one that COULD be disqualified, and if he was, the match would have just become a one-on-one. The other two guys could not be DQed. It was basically a catch-all kayfabe reason why Alan would be in a match where there were no disqualifications, but Alan isn't allowed to work a hardcore style (bloodmist not withstanding, as my board promo explained) 2) as for the chop-block... I was trying to write it as Akira throwing himself sideways and back-first into the back of Cross' legs... like he is doing a barrel roll. You know, just to make sure he had enough momentum to knock him down.

MSN.com is saying he's got less than 48 hours till death.

i am saddened there was no mention of my match, and also would like to state that Akira knows not the best English, as he is Japanese, and that Landon rolled out of the ring immediately following the bell in the CFC match, as he was not actually knocked out.

...and DC for Double Champion... Orlando, Florida. Walt Disney World. A few hours before, Alan had been a part of Mickey's Very Merry Christmas Parade, but now he sits on his balcony of the Grand Floridian Resort. His two championship titles are laying across his shoulders as he sips champagne from a glass. Next to him, Walter Reynolds sits with the rest of the bottle, his back resting against the wall. Both men seem to have been through hell on an evening that should have been full of celebration after a long and hard few weeks of work. "Were you expecting any of that?" Walter finally breaks the silence before taking a large swig from his bottle. "They were just upset that I wasn't Donald Duck." The fans along the parade route had been vicious, loudly booing and jeering Alan as he waved and smiled down upon what was once his biggest fans. "This is supposed to be the Year of a Million Dreams, isn't it? Can't Alan Clark have a dream, too? It might not be a cruise or a night in Cinderella Castle, as lovely as that would be - but I have my dreams." "The bosses weren't too pleased about the blood, but they knew it was a possibility." "I had it all over my face. Just because Ka-whatsits and Cross were in the way of me cleaning off my face is not my problem. And even if it was my problem, you'll never see me throw away victory, especially after the way Joseph Peters tried to make a fool of me last week." It seems that maybe Alan has had more champagne than the camera has caught. "They wanted me, they got me. 2007 is going to be a great year, Walt." "Walter, please." "Yeah, yeah, sorry." "I heard from Peters on Saturday night. He called to congratulate you, but you were at the parade. You have a bullseye on your head, sir. Wildchild is the number one contender to the Cruiserweight Championship, and you know Akira is going to have a rematch sometime, and I'll bet Michael Cross isn't happy at all. Did you think about any of that?" Walter looks up to Clark, who has his empty glass out for a refill. "January has never been my month." Clark concedes, "but like I said, this is going to be a great year. I can tell. So to anyone out there who is listening - I put forth my New Years Resolution on this night! Stand up, Walter! Come on!" Alan stands, and Walter follows suit, groaning as he pulls his body up. With his bodyguard by his side, Alan jumps on the balcony edge, hanging over the railing as though he is riding the front of the Titanic. The camera catches his silhouette through the dimly lit darkness and Bay Lake behind him. "This year is going to be Alan Clark's year! I might not have friends!" Walter coughs. "I might not have the fans behind me as they used to be! I might not have the respect I deserve! But there is one thing that I have that nobody else in the entire SWF has, and my resolution is to make sure that every night when I go out through that curtain that whomever is waiting for me in that ring is going to look into my eyes and see exactly what they are missing..." Walter seems taken aback, and almost falls backwards as Alan jumps from his position on the railing and right into the camera, his eyes the only thing in view.... "Do you see it...do you see what you all are missing? The Magic." Alan laughs, and as the camera backs away the trademark smirk of the Happiest Guy On Earth comes into view. "So, the SWF in 2007...I guess the one thing you won't be having...is a magical day." ...d-i-s...n-e-y...c-l-a-r-k.... Fade.

i went this afternoon to see if i could find any good deals on clothes. Didn't really find anything to suit me, but I did stop into a bookstore and picked up "Good Omens", to add to my collection of shit I need to read.

And you all laughed when I auto-drafted Jeremy Shockey at number one. I probably don't have a chance in hell against cartman, but i have qualms against 2nd place.

he said "he just didn't win, so lost via you beating him". So while he did indeed write himself to lose, your actual match beat his match.

Jaws 19, directed by Max Spielberg

"Puma" is basically another name for "Cougar". According to the dubious people at wikipedia, it apparently has 40 different names in the English language alone. It's like "snow" to the eskimos, or something.

Congratulations to all those victorious. At least it seemed there may only been one or two matches that were uncontested, no-show aside. Funny, considering that French guy had been asking for a match as of a few shows ago. My undefeated Christmas streak extends to 3-0 (03, 04, 06), and here's hoping I can actually make something of my January, which I haven't really done yet.

three words that should strike fear into all fans... UMAGA FACE TURN I smell a "JUN-GLE FE-VER" *clap clap clapclapclap* chant.

"Next week when K-Fed takes on Kevin Federline" So January 1st is the end of the world?

we're not worthy.

If there was no tomorrow, we wouldn't be mailing Christmas cards.