Thanks to NXT, women’s wrestling has finally started getting the attention it deserves in WWE after decades of evening gown matches and lingerie pillow fights. This, combined with the company’s newfound love of the tournament format lead to the Mae Young Classic, touted as WWE’s attempt to gather the best female pro wrestlers from across the globe under one roof and give them the spotlight. I finally had a chance to binge watch the first four episodes and thought I’d share my top five takeaways from this so far wonderful event.
Summerslam weekend is nearly upon us, and with WWE’s so-called “new era” growing more and more stale by the month, the company’s only saving grace is NXT. How does NXT get everything so right while the main roster continues to get everything so wrong? I can only assume it has something to do with the fact that people with actual wrestling knowledge are booking the shows, as opposed to a bunch of jabronis that wrote for those godawful daytime soap operas your grandma used to watch. Whatever the case, let’s break down the show that’s guaranteed to wipe the floor with Summerslam.
After much trial and tribulation, I am excited to announce that the Summer 2014 issue of Backlit zine is alive.
This Sunday, Wrestlemania 29 emanates from the MetLife Stadium in Rutherford, New Jersey. I remember the days when I used to get pumped for this event every year; the Super Bowl of professional wrestling, the clash of the spandex clad titans. Starting with the Royal Rumble Pay-Per-View, which traditionally kicks off the “road to Wrestlemania” by determining who will challenge for the heavyweight title in April, the anticipation would build across weekly installments of Raw and Smackdown, as the storylines progressed to a fever pitch, with the performers putting everything they had into whatever feud they were embroiled in so that their inevitable collision at the showcase of the immortals would be an emotionally charged explosion of hard-hitting action.
This past Monday, WWE celebrated the 1,000th episode of its flagship show, Monday Night Raw. Although pro wrestling isn’t what it used to be, I’m still a fan and was looking forward to seeing whether or not the company would be able to live up to the gargantuan amount of hype they had generated over the past several months. Part of me was hoping that Vince McMahon would go into evil genius mode and pull out all the stops, producing something on par with the classic episodes of the “Attitude Era” or at the very least giving us one five-star match. Knowing that many stars of the past would be on hand for the three-hour epic in the making, I found myself hopping aboard the hype machine against my better judgement.