A couple of years ago, the WWE signed a famous Mexican luchador who wrestled under the name Mistico. It was a high-profile recruitment, and part of the process of WWE’s developmental system becoming a more public and acknowledged aspect of
WWE: Tales will be told, songs will be sung
The thing about epics is – they take time to tell. Kevin Smith might joke about how long it took to walk to Mordor in The Lord of the Rings, but it wouldn’t be the Lord of the Fracking Rings
Rest in Peace, Macho Man
I’ve been told by acting teachers before that if you don’t believe it, you can’t expect an audience to believe it either. Randy Poffo got his wrestling name, Randy Savage, when a promoter remarked that he fought like a wild
WWE: No, you’re not Awesome yet, but you’re on your way
Maybe this is a premature post-mortem on The Miz’s first WWE championship reign, but even if he should retain the belt at Wrestlemania XXVII, the build we’re seeing right now can be taken as pretty representative of his peak as
WWE: It’s a Shameful Thing…
I’m noticing a lot of wrestling fans are worried about that large Irishman Sheamus; who, according to Wikipedia, was once Bono’s bodyguard, and also an IT Technician, and I don’t know why neither of those facts have been worked into
Memo to John Cena: You’re Doing it Wrong
I’ve occasionally alluded to the fact that I watched a great deal of professional wrestling growing up. What I haven’t yet done is confess to the world that, in the last couple of years, I’ve become re-acquainted with the WWE