I liked the concept of having a tournament to crown "Superstar of the Year," as it basically said that all the nominees were deserving of the award, but one would have to fight his way toward winning it. The Slammy became more prestigious by having up for grabs in a tournament, so the entire concept was creative and made sense. Too bad the way it played out was absurd. Good thing CM Punk is on Smackdown, because every time he makes an appearance on Raw he is squashed by one of the brand’s top guys.
Additionally, why couldn’t any of the tourney matches with the exception of the main event be anything more than a ridiculous, minute and a half’s worth of nonsense? I’ll get into that more when I discuss the wrestling.
I absolutely HATE the idea of Cena promising to win every match until he wins the title back. This is going to be a dreadful story line to have to watch progress, as he’ll essentially be tearing through superstars that deserve better to prove that he is the man. If this is what we are going to have to endure now that Cena lost the title to Sheamus, I almost wish he had not. More endless speeches about hustle, loyalty, never giving up, blah, blah, blah. I’m so sick of the same old promo that Cena cuts, and this is exactly why people are getting tired of seeing him in the spotlight. It’s not Cena that’s getting old, it’s the fact that the spotlight has remained the same dull color for way too long.
I hated Michael Cole tonight. In fact I hated the entire broadcast team tonight. Lawler seems to have no idea who anyone is unless they’re on the Raw brand, Matt Striker is so busy trying to come up with new and bigger words to use to seem smart that he ironically comes off as over-the-top and ignorant. And Michael Cole. Man was that acceptance speech horrible. No, I’m not "offended" because he made fun of JR’s time with WWE being over, but the fact that he truly believes his "Oh My" and "Vintage" catchphrases are becoming trendy makes me want to "vomit." In reality, his over-used terms are what make it painfully obvious that he has no passion for the business anymore.
Nick was born and raised in Detroit, Michigan, and lived there until the age of 18, when he decided to pack his flack jacket and move to New York City.
