Welcome to a somewhat delayed SmackDown Live!
Welcome to TLC: Tables, Ladders and Chairs! While it is a very pleasant summer’s day here in Australia I have just had three night shifts in a row so I can’t promise that this recap won’t be bordering on esoteric from time to time.
I know I’ve been a bit absent with the round-ups of late, but let’s get stuck into today!
Well, here we are, the last Raw before the draft, and it’s up late, because I believe – unlike Vince McMahon – that sometimes sleep is more important than wrestling. Also that if I sleep through my alarm at twenty past twelve at night, I clearly need the rest. So here we are, Tuesday morning and I’m starting this recap ten hours later than usual! Is Raw ten hours now? Or does it just feel like ten hours?
Hall of Fame and WrestleMania art for our midweek perusal!
Hellooooo and welcome to Monday Night RAW! Boy, last night was certainly a… night, wasn’t it? I bet a few of us are hung over, whether from partying in celebration or just drinking to forget. As a Dean Ambrose fan, I’ll give you ten guesses where I fall, and the first nine don’t count. Anyway, here we go, Raw time! (Dear Crossfit Jesus, please let this be a good one, thank you and amen.)
Michael Cole insists my WrestleMania hangover doesn’t exist, and he wants us all to party. Byron Saxton calls the fans ‘vocal’ and… good ol’ JBL insists that sometimes we boo who we really want to cheer and cheer who we really want to boo.
That’s the fastest they’ve ever gotten me incredibly angry. I’m almost impressed.
It’s here! The Grandaddy of them all, not that Vince likes us saying that! I’m very, very happy to be here for your pre-show, at least, because I’ve been in hospital for the last three days! I’m still in the hospital, doped up and full of meds, but I’m so glad to be here and sharing this with you all, I really am.
The Granddaddy of Them All is upon us!!!! As WrestleMania 32 (perhaps better known as WrestleMania ★) descends upon us, we begin the traditional lowering of standards that makes WWE events palatable. Without further ado, I take you to our official predictions.
If you’re anything like me, you know there’s a hell of a lot WWE should be doing with their merchandise, and they’re not. Especially if you’re a woman. Women have 100% fewer items on the US WWE shop than men, and only three items more than children. Now, you might think the most important thing is that there’s enough t-shirts for everyone, and that the kids can get the merch they want for their favourite superstars.