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After
Royal Rumble it looked like they were planning to play safe with the
Wrestlemania card. Not disastrously so, Cena/Orton is a reliable
match even if we have seen it approximately a hundred and fifty times
before. Plus, Cena's practically indestructible and Orton is famously
the safest worker in the industry so the odds of having to call
things off because of sudden shoulder are low.
I
went into Elimination Chamber not expecting much change on the title
front. When Alexa Bliss dropped the Smackdown Women's Title to Naomi
(a little too soon for my tastes) I was convinced that Cena was just
going to tough out the Chamber match and emerge the champion. After
all, its his sixteenth world title run, his run to equal Flair's
record, there's no way he'd be dropping it this soon?
There
are times when I love being wrong.
Bray
Wyatt is WWE Champion! After literally years of dicking around they
have finally put gold around the waist of the most over heel in the
company. And not some chickenshit cowardly heel like The Miz (much as
I love him) but a proper batshit crazy monster heel with ramblings
promos and a cult leader gimmick. Just the visual when he was
clutching the title and the lights went down, his “fireflies” in
the audience holding up their phones. That moment is going to be
rerun in clip packages for years to come.
This
man is so amazingly over, he's deserved a title for far too long and
he's going to be headlining Wrestlemania against the Legend Killer
Randy Orton. That's an amazing push, especially given how badly
they've dicked him around in the past.
Now,
there are no Smackdown pay-per-views between now and 'Mania and Bray
only has to have one title defence under the thirty day rule. I am
straining to find the faith that WWE won't fuck this up.
Straining,
I tell you.
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