So, here you have "Watch Wresslin' Wednesdays." Please feel free to suggest a better title, because we are woefully uncreative when it comes to naming stuff.
Better at naming stuff then usThe idea of W.W.W. is we each send the other a video that is related to wrestling (a match, promo, interview, guest starring spot, etc.). The only restriction is that it cannot be user-created, so your "Youtube Poop" Ultimate Warrior promo ain't gonna fly here, pal. Neither of us know what kind of video we're going to get that day.
After viewing, we each write a response. This could be anything we choose: a straight commentary, a philosophical enlightenment, or classless ridicule. Just as we don't know what kind of video the other will select, neither do we know what the other will write or how they will write it. What you end up with is a mash-up of styles, which in our book equates to two-blogs-in-one, and we can take the rest of the day off.
Matt's video to Adam- Jimmy Snuka Freaks Out
Adam's response...
The following transcript is from the defense attorney in the State of Pennsylvania vs James Reiher (1985) homicide trial:
Lawyerstein:
Ladies and gentleman of the jury, I feel that this trial has been exhausting for everyone involved. We've reviewed the facts. The evidence is there. Mr. Snuka-
Judge Featherbottom:
Mr. Lawyerstein. We will not use any pseudonyms in this court!
Lawyerstein:
Of course your Honor. Thousand pardons. Mr. Reiher did kill Nancy Argentio, his girlfriend that he was having an affair with. It was kind of like a reverse Steve McNair.
Judge Featherbottom:
Who?
Lawyerstein:
Never mind. It'll make sense in fourteen years. Regardless, we've seen countless accounts of Superfly's, er Mr. Reiher's, drug abuse, physical abuse of Ms. Argentio, and inconsistency in his stories. He has also been prone to mood swings. But I ask you to remember an interview Mr. Reiher gave on October 17th, 1983. Remember how Mr. Reiher expressed his anger and was incoherent. Remember how he referred to himself as "The Superfly" and destroyed a section of the Boston Garden. These are not the actions of a sane man. And psychosis of this magnitude does not manifest over night. These are long standing emotional issues. His employer Vince McMahon's testimony virtually confirms this. Couple that with his behavior and inability to take care of himself, and what we have here is not a man. Oh sure, he may be a legal adult, but he's not a man. Does a man cheat on his wife and consistently see a "ring rat", as the vernacular describe Ms. Argentio.
Dent:
Objection!
Judge Featherbottom:
I'm going to allow it. She was rather ring rat like.
Lawyerstein:
Thank you, your Honor. As I was saying, Mr. Reiher is not a man. Why, he's no more grown up and real then "Jimmy Snuka." Thus, condemning him is like condemning a child. He doesn't need our punishment; he needs our help. I urge you twelve jurors to go in that room and think about what you're doing. To really think about the best way to help a poor man-child who got in over his head. Thank you.
Adam's video to Matt - Jeff Hardy L.A.W. interview
Matt's response...
Jeff Hardy does drugs.
Yeah, I could end this right there and it would be a perfectly acceptable post, because really, that's all this video says. Jeff Hardy is not in a right frame of mind.
However, I'll focus quickly on the other participant in this rambling discourse, one Mr. Victor Anthony. Victor typifies everything that is great about wrestling interviewers, and that is, mostly, sheer determination to get through the segment. The backstage interview reminds me a lot of this:
The interviewer is there just trying to get information out while a hurricane goes on behind/beside/in front of/on top of them. Think about all the nutty promos that have been cut, and guess who was always there. "Mean" Gene, Tony Schiavone, or my new favorite, Todd Grisham. Wrestling interviewers have to deal with this every night of work, sometimes more than once. (Big props to Jim Gray for keeping it together in that one though)
Victor Anthony does an admirable job in this one. He not only doesn't fall into the typical trap of prefacing a sentence "A man who needs no introduction..." and then going on to introduce them anyway, he asks one simple questions and finds out all this info:
1. We are in Sanford, North Carolina.
2. This is LAW territory.
3. The law is where it's at.
4. Jeff Hardy is, in fact, there.
5. And he is there to rock everyone.
That's quite a lot to digest, and Anthony muscles through with knowing head nods.
Then he goes and ruins it by looking like a complete douchebag at the end.
Seriously, man. DOUCHE.
