This was for Moxley’s GCW Heavyweight Title.
It’s not the greatest thing in the world. There’s nothing more seasoned deathmatch fans haven’t seen before and sometimes even from this match up eleven years prior. Watch enough of them and you can spot little seams and call what’s coming next a few times here.
None of that matters.
Not that much anyways.
It’s a deathmatch in front of a white hot crowd, all packed in real tight in a great building, in a match between the two biggest stars who could or would have a match like this. There’s a sense of occasion and importance here that elevates just about everything that they do, it’s a big time deathmatch in the US that feels like it genuinely actually Matters for the first time since probably the Gage/Tremont trilogy four years prior. It doesn’t matter so much more than what they do, a match like this cannot succeed on feeling alone, but when they can work in concert like this, it’s such a beautiful thing. To that point, while nothing they do is reinventing the wheel or offering some new story up, they don’t exactly shy away from anything. All the glass and the wire stuff looks great, and is performed with such a lovable aplomb. Everything around the match itself on a mechanical level has a way of elevating the material beyond what it might be otherwise.
The counterweight to the Moxley/Omega matches.
Dudes rock.
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