Help Me, Ronda

ronda rouseyWrestleMania was solid. The finish of the main event made perfect sense. Seth Rollins got the belt. Brock Lesnar didn’t lose. Roman Reigns was a prop, because that’s all he earned. Reigns had the machine behind him, and had a year to get over. He didn’t. Doesn’t mean he won’t. But he didn’t.

Rollins is EXCELLENT. The Shield produced one big-time star. Who would have bet it would be Rollins?

BTW, either teach Dean Ambrose to throw a punch or DON’T LET HIM DO IT.

If that’s Sting’s only WWE match, beating him made sense. The nWo helping him didn’t. The nWo warred with Sting back when. But Scott Hall taking a backdrop was sweet.

On the day, too much ga-ga. WWE is good at making things into a spectacle, but too often goes one step further to overwrought.

The Connor “the Crusher” stuff is delightful. Heartfelt. God bless his memory and his family. But when WWE benefits a cause, it makes sure to benefit itself, too.

When a show is chock-full of “You still got it!” chants, whoever is running that show should be thinking, “Boy, we got a lot of old guys out there.”

Moving forward, some interesting decisions must be made.

If John Cena stays babyface, he’s a heel. The minute he turns heel, he’s a babyface. Cena has almost never broken character when the crowd disapproves. But he did so quite a bit on Monday’s Raw. To what end, I don’t know. But Cena’s character is in a weird position. He and WWE really don’t have control.

But Ronda Rousey is a woman with control.

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