Wrestlemania XXVIII

So tonight was the night of Wrestlemania 28, the night my household has been waiting for since John Cena announced it the night after last year's. I didn't think we would get to watch it this year, but Brandon was the hero and saved up the money to pay for it!

This year, I made a cake, and I was dedicated. I went to the store, bought the yellow cake, chocolate icing, and red Easy Squeeze piping icing, and went home and piped for the first time. By the way, Easy Squeeze icing? Not so easy to squeeze, believe it or not. I think for my first time piping, I did a pretty good job. Next year, I'm definitely going to put more detail into my Wrestlemania party food :).

So, we tried to buy Wrestlemania at the top of the hour, but due to some difficulties and bs on TWC's part, we missed the first hour and the first three matches. At 7 though, we successfully purchased WM28, right at the beginning of Triple H and Undertaker's match. After a grueling match with Undertaker pretty much dominating the Game, Shawn Michaels, and that bogus ref Charles Robinson, he stood tall and the streak lived on with 20-0. Steel steps, steel chairs, and a sledgehammer flew and blood was spilled, which apparently is the recipe for a fantastic and epic match. I wasn't terribly excited when it was announced that these two would have a rematch, but tonight wiped my doubts away. That was the most emotionally draining match of the night, and we all felt it. It was something that will live on in legend.
The next match was the team matches of Team John Lauranitis, the Executive Vice President of Talen Relations at WWE, and Team Teddy Long, the Smackdown General Manager. The deal was, the two men would assemble team of wrestlers, and whoever won got to be in charge of both Smackdown and Raw. Team Johnny consisted of captain and Jennifer Hudson fiance' David Otunga, Dolph Ziggler, Jack Swagger, Mark Henry, the Miz, and Drew McIntyre; Team Teddy had captain and United States Champion Santino Marella, Kofi Kingston, R-Truth, Booker T, the Great Khali, and Zack Ryder. Both teams were accompanied by females and Vicki Guerrero, but they aren't worth mentioning. The match was boring at the beginning until the teams, of course, began fighting outside the ring. Santino, the legal man, hit the Miz with the Cobra, then tagged in Zack Ryder, who impressively took on both the Miz and Dolph Ziggler. Just as Zack was about to finish the Miz off, Eve jumped in the ring and distracted him, allowing the Miz to hit him with the Skull-Crushing Finale and win the match for John Lauranitis. Boo. The Eve has the nerve to kick Zack where it hurts and sway out of the ring. Hoeski.
Next match was CM Punk vs Chris Jericho for the WWE Championship, and I missed half of it because I had to get Brandon from church. When we came back, we watched CM beat Chris and retain his championship.
And last, but not least, was the headlining match. The match everyone had been waiting for. The Rock vs. John Cena. This was a match that tore me in two. The Rock was my favorite wrestler of all time (except for Randy Orton) and my first childhood crush, but I have so much respect for John Cena and what he's all about. I've been firmly Team Bring It and Cenation since they began their feud, and this match tore me to pieces. For a while, it seemed like John had the edge. Rocky was holding up, but John was owning this match. Then, out of nowhere, the Rock scored a victory and won. Our entire living room was shocked. It didn't make any sense to me for The Rock to win, but win he did, and I guess we'll have to tune into Raw tomorrow to see how it turns out.
There pointless musical numbers and a pointless Diva's match, but this Wrestlemania was pretty good! Much, much better than last years, but so far, I've yet to see a Wrestlemania top 26 for me. Very excited to see how tomorrow's show plays out!

Wrestlemania XXVII

I know I'm pretty late about posting this, but the Greatest Show of the Year was on PPV on Sunday and, as a pretty devoted WWE fan, I have to blog about it.
For the most part, I was pretty disappointed. It wasn't the greatest Wrestlemania ever, to be perfectly honest, and I've only seen three. The organization of the matches was horrible and the matches themselves left much to be desired, in performance and length. In fact, all of the matches seemed short and rushed, whereas last year's Wrestlemania's matches were pretty long, the longest match almost lasting an hour; this year's was almost thirty minutes (both matches were the Undertaker's).
The Rock, my first wrestling love, was the host, and at first, he did pretty well. He took up the first 10 minutes of the PPV, which was annoying, and throughout the event, had random backstage segments that took up time that could've gone to the dark match.
Speaking of that dark match, it was Sheamus vs. Daniel Bryan for the US Championship. It was advertised to be seen during the live event, but instead was fought before the show started as a dark match due to time constraints. How ridiculous, especially since it was one of only three championships up for grabs during Wrestlemania.
The first match was Edge vs. Alberto Del Rio for the World Heavyweight Championship. Uh, what? Problem number 1: Alberto Del Rio, a newcomer to the company that hasn't even been here a year, was up for a world title AT Wrestlemania, the Greatest Stage of them All. What happened to working your way to the top? Christian, one of the hardest working wrestlers in the company has been denied his push for the past few years, along with Jeff Hardy, John Morrison, and numerous other wrestlers, yet this guy gets to come in, bully around Rey Mysterio, and get a world title shot? Newbies shouldn't get a world title shot or a Wrestlemania match right off the bat, instead taking some time to earn a following, get a few pushes, and work their way to the top. Problem number 2: Why is a world title match the opening bout? It should take place in the last three matches. Whatever, Edge, with the help of Christian, won, ending his Wrestlemania losing streak and retaining their title. How did they celebrate? They busted up Del Rio's car. That's my boys.
The second match was Cody Rhodes vs. Rey Mysterio. I liked this match, how it turned out, it's placement, and it's length. Good job, WWE. Cody Rhodes came out looking mysterious, dark, and cool...until you saw that ridiculous face mask. He doesn't even need the thing. He still looked pretty cool. Rey came out as Captain America! Aw! He's so adorable! Cody beat Rey, however, which I don't have too much of a problem with.
Third match: Kane, Big Show, Santino, and Kofi Kingston vs. The Corre. I liked this match; I wish it were a bit longer, but hey, I don't think it was meant to be anything serious. The Corre was demolished, and I'm happy about it. Just because they went to Smackdown and got a new name, it doesn't mean they're any less Nexus than they were before. Now, someone take their titles.
Randy Orton vs. CM Punk was the next match. Of course, my boy Randy won over the Closeted Meth-Head with a RKO from the sky.... kind of. It was kind of like the one with Evan Bourne; Punk just kind of fell into it. I wish it were longer, but, well, you know. The Rock needed his screen time.
Michael Cole vs. Jerry Lawler, which was a rip-off. It should've been placed earlier than Randy's match, and Michael Cole shouldn't have been declared the winner by disqualification. Stone Cold Steve Austin was the ref, and since he shoved Cole during the match, the RAW gm made Cole the winner. Stone Cold stunned a few people, got on his four-wheeler, and zoomed off with a couple of beers for the road. This match made me crush on the Rattlesnake a bit, as long as he's on the quad. Silver lining: we saw Michael Cole get beat down.
Undertaker vs. Triple H. Okay, this should've been last, and everyone knows it. Triple H's entrance: great. Undertaker's entrance: phenomenal, as always. I was pleased with their performances and, of course, Taker kept the Streak alive, making Hunter tap out in submission. Undertaker was then removed from the ring on the back of one of those trucks with the flat bed that they use at venues. Triple H managed to walk out. It should've been longer, and it should've been at the end of the PPV.
Next was a 6-man-mixed-tag-team match featuring Lay-Cool (which includes the Undertaker's wife, Michelle McCool) and Dolph Ziggler vs. John Morrison, Trish Stratus, and...Snooki. Yes sir, Snooki from the Jersey Shore. I puked in outrage too. John came out in a new get-up, looking fine as can be, Trish Stratus, a Diva legend, came out looking how I want to, and Snooki came out looking like she though they were running for breast cancer. The match was barely five minutes long, the guys (who were the biggest stars in the match-up aside from Trish) weren't even tagged in, and Snooki made the pin on Layla. I'm glad John finally got a Wrestlemania win, I'm just not happy Snooki had to be the one to make it happen. This match should've been a tad longer, the guys should've had some ring time, and it should've been an earlier match.
Our final match: The Miz vs. John Cena for the WWE Championship. This match was a bit of a fail. It also ended in a double count-out. Until the Rock came out and restarted the match that is. The Rock, for two glorious minutes, was the hero of Wrestlemania in my living room....until he rock-bottomed John Cena and cost him the championship, letting Miz keep it. I filed for divorce from the Rock a minute later.
All in all, it could've (and should've) been much better. The organization was bad, the lengths were horrible, John Morrison and Dolph Ziggler shouldn't have been in that match, and I honestly don't think there should've been a host. The feuds leading up to these matches seemed rushed and out of nowhere, making this look like any other WWE PPV. Wrestlemania deserved more time and preparation than that. It wasn't bad as a PPV; it was bad as the most watched and respected even in sports entertainment.