I was really tempted to order Wrestlemania last night, but the one-two punch of having too much due for today and the PPV's price tag of ten trillion dollars made it a no-go. From what I've read, it was a pretty great show -- had the right ending, at least. The first of these events that I've seen was "Wrestlemania 2," at some kid's birthday party at an ice cream parlor in Jersey. We watched it on video -- this was right before the big Hulk Hogan/Andre thing. Save for King Kong Bundy's big head, the only thing I remember is the birthday boy throwing up his ice cream at the precise moment SD Jones was throwing up in the middle of the ring after Jake "The Snake" Roberts threw a python on him. Everyone went home right afterwards.
As for last night's show, I was especially interested in seeing my old favorite, the Undertaker, return to the gimmick that made him famous. I used to be completely obsessed with this character, to the point where I'd fashioned homemade ripped sleeve shirts in junior high, walking around school trying to roll my eyes back in my head and failing miserably. For those not wise to the ways, old school Undertaker was sort of like having a literal zombie pro-wrestler. He's gotten a lot older and isn't as beloved nowadays, but it would've been cool to see the ol' act again. Sadly, from all reports, the tribute to vintage Taker played out more like a guy who really didn't want to do it. If Wrestlemania was Jim Ross' last day of work, I'm sure he would've snidely worked in a "shades of LOD 2000" as Taker made his way down the aisle. Okay enough...
Instead, I devoted an hour to The Sopranos. Last week's season opener left a lot to be desired in my opinion, but this week's show more than made up for it. Steve Buscemi is only one episode into his run, and already he's the most fascinating act they've got. I wasn't the only one who hated most of the previous season, and it seems like they're adhering to public opinion with the new crop. In other words, stuff is actually happening this season. It's not just a buncha talk with some thrown-in scenes of Aida shoving things up Joey Pantoliano's ass under the guise of smart entertainment. So far, so good with the new season -- let's hope they can keep with the momentum.
Posted by Matt on 03/15/2004. E-mail me!
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Don’t worry, Matt…. Now it’s the Under…
No, wait, I won’t call that sad display by that name.
Now it’s Mark Callaway himself who failed at the eye-rolling. And he tried at least four seperate times.
Shows that he should’ve retired a few years back in 1998, before he ruined his own reputation.
It was so sad… I’ve waited over five years for the real Undertaker to return (Ministry of Darkness in 1999 wasn’t the thing for me, either), only to get something that looked like an early training session of a man who really didn’t feel like showing up in the first place.
Thus, WM20 was the last Wrestling show I’ve watched. After nearly 15 years, it’s over for me.
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