Every Monday night, I plant my ass in front of my television screen in hopes of getting a glimpse at some good old fashion wrestling. Every Monday night, I am disappointed. My favorite Raws are always the ones right before a PPV. Everyone should be talking about Night of Champions is this Sunday in Nashville. Monday felt like no one even cared.
This is the second week in a row Jericho has had my favorite match of the night. This week was no where near as awesome as last but Jericho did walk away with 5 stitches in his chin. I truly do love Kane, but he's gotta go. That match would have been so much better if Jericho had some real competition. Who's he up against next week, Hornswaggle?
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH JOHN CENA?! Thinking he can talk to Paul Heyman like that? I wasn't expecting that bit to go anywhere. At the begining of the night, I wasn't even expecting Brock to be in the building. (I mean it's not like it's his job or anything.) Watching Cena drag Heyman around by his neck, though, I knew shit was about to go down. I can't wait for Brock to lose on Sunday so I don't have to see his ugly face anymore.
-Loveblump
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