No More Wrestling For Me... For Now, At Least

Yeah, so the header pretty much says it all, doesn't it?

Let's get something out of the way right off the bat; I enjoyed Wrestlemania for the most part. I thought that Saturday had the far stronger showing and the right main event with the right ending to provide a satisfying pay off to something that has been built up for a long while. However, while Night 1 showed that WWE was more than capable of paying off their storylines in satisfying fashion, Night 2 seemed to confirm that no matter how much of a good thing they got going, they are invariably going to find a way to fuck it up. I'm reserving any further thoughts for this Friday's Ramblemania 39 musings and you'd better believe that I have quite a bit to say, especially in regards to the main events of both nights.

Beyond that, however, I'm taking a break from watching wrestling.

Listen, I'll be honest. I haven't been feeling it as of yet. The AEW side of things has been somewhat stagnant, no mater how many "important announcements" Tony Khan pulls out of his ass to announce the latest WWE job guy that he signed to a new deal, will push for a couple weeks on Dynamite before being relegated to Dark or Elevation at best and sitting at home at most. Dude, unless your important announcement is the return of MIRO and having him kill MJF for the World title, anything you say is blowing smoke out of your ass. At this point, you're starting to sound like Dixie Carter, who had the habit of hyping every announcement as something that could change the face of wrestling forever, only to learn that they painted the walls of the washrooms in the Impact Zone.

And then there's this Endeavor deal to acquire WWE and merge it with UFC to become this super duper combat sports entertainment super giant. When the best thing you can say about the deal is that "it's better than the Saudis buying it..." I don't know; maybe this'll be a good thing, maybe it won't. All I know is that regardless of who's owning it or who's running the creative, the same old creaky habits are still prevalent in the creative process and I'm just about done give them umpteenth chances. It's been a fun ride, but I'm getting off and I don't know when I'll be back.

So here's the deal; I've got one PPV musings this coming Wednesday, then the Ramblemania. And then we forgo any and all wrestling talk for the next couple months unless something significant happens. I have no problem filling the void with something else in the interim.

Later.