Roman Reigns vs. AJ Styles, WWE Extreme Rules (5/22/2016)

This was an Extreme Rules match for the WWE World Heavyweight Title.

Like their last meeting, I absolutely love this match.

I’m not exactly sure what diehard WWE fans think about this match (or what they think in general, some mysteries are left unexplored), but it’s one of my favorite WWE matches of the back half of the decade, and a top five or ten Roman Reigns match ever. I don’t rewatch a lot of matches in a casual kind of a way, but this is one I’ve seen four or five times now outside of initial viewing and writing. Expect it fairly high up on the Match of the Year list in 2016 on this blog in the coming months. If someone told me they thought it was the 2016 Match of the Year, I wouldn’t argue it at all. It’s that great.

There are a few problems though. It’s not perfect.

One that I think you can point to in comparison to that first match is that, prior to the McMahon-centric reset spots, that flowed a little better. It felt as though they had more time to build something at the start. That’s likely a product of that match being the first time meeting, and this coming after three more weeks of hostility, which is why it’s not the end of the world or any sort of dealbreaker in comparison. But it is a strength of that match, and relatively, a weakness of this one.

The interference also really sucks.

I have no excuse or “well, ACTUALLY” to offer up here. It’s boring and adds very little.

Forget like writing for money or even on a totally professional level, I think anyone who’s written papers in college could probably tell you about having an otherwise coherent piece and then tacking something in around the middle of it. A bullet point you forgot to address that’s part of the syllabus. That’s what the interference feels like here. An otherwise next to perfect stunt show, perfect WWE nonsense, with this thing tacked on. Quick and very uncreative, but it’s there. I imagine the goal was to give AJ Styles a gripe in his loss, but there are other ways to do that. A phantom pin off of a ref bump would have given him an even stronger out. The other defense is that it helps further along the heel turn AJ Styles will take in a few weeks, him not taking full advantage of Gallows and Anderson, and losing as a result. What would tell that story even more effectively is a device used to good effect elsewhere in wrestling and other WWE history, being him simply telling them not to show up, losing arguably because of it, and then going with them when turning.

I don’t have a problem with interference. Like anything else, the execution is what really matters, and this is bad. Adds nothing, poorly placed, just an interference spot that has no real value and thus brings down a great match.

That’s why this is only one of the best matches of 2016, and not a match that I could confidently say, even in May, was an absolute lock for #1.

Because otherwise, this is unbelievable. I believe Roman Reigns and AJ Styles can have one of the best matches of all time, instead of just these two all-decade level matches that they had in 2016.

In their match three weeks earlier, before the tacked-on spots that brought THAT match down (I think this is a little more bearable if only because the match isn’t brought to a literal actual halt by the interference spots), they had this sort of WCW ass main event. Big momentum swings, very little time wasted, a match that exclusively moved forward. It’s the sort of a match that always made me think of a best possible synthesis between pro wrestling and something like a real fight, if not stylistically, then in rhythm. Early big swings to establish presence, a constant attempt to reach a conclusion, counters that feel like huge deals instead of routine. It was a great version of one of my favorite sorts of things that a wrestling match can be.

This has a little more WWE to it.

Maybe that should read WWF, because for once, I mean that as a compliment.

That rhythm is still there. They begin hot, they waste very little time save for the one thing outside of their control, and virtually everything that happens between Reigns and Styles feels like either an attempt to immediately end the struggle, or something that’s only a step or two removed from that point. It’s another synthesis, but this time of that and a classic kind of Federation brawl. Retaining that general feeling and energy, but bigger and more grandiose. Throw in some blood and chairs to the face, work the interference a little more dramatically, and this is some real Attitude Era shit.

Both men are incredible here too, in wildly different ways, it’s not just great because of all the cool stuff.

AJ Styles is out of this world great. The things people remember about this, I think, are the big AJ spots. His absolute God Damner of a back drop bump through the announce table. His Phenomenal Forearm off of the pre-show set when they fight into the crowd. Maybe even the grotesque powerbomb he takes onto the English announce table, fortunately allowing him a bounce before the table breaks, adding a brutality to the spot as well. There’s more than just that though. There’s the anger he brings whenever he gets to lay into Roman, of course, but years of TNA brawls have made him uniquely qualified to bridge this gap in a way that I don’t know that anybody else in wrestling could have. The walk-and-brawl is a bit that a hundred other wrestler would have done worse than AJ or gotten wrong in some way, giving up the plot and exposing the seams. AJ is so great at it though that it all feels fairly genuine, an extension of the fight they were having.

Roman Reigns is not as flashy as Styles in this match, but he’s just as great.

Around the middle of the match, AJ cuts off a Superman Punch with a front chop block in the air. He never really goes to the leg again, using it just in that moment. However, Roman Reigns spends the rest of the match hobbling on the leg whenever possible. Beyond that, he does great little things like having trouble getting up after landing on his arm outside, having to push up using the other one instead. You don’t think of a match this packed with Stuff as being any kind of a selling showcase, but outside of the later Daniel Bryan matches or maybe the first Lesnar match, I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a better Roman Reigns selling performance.

The match is definitely packed full of incredibly cool spots though, it’s not just about wild and ultra-loud AJ bumps or great but quieter Roman sells. You can watch a music video recap on Youtube or watch the match for yourself, there are too many to go into, but it’s so cool. Once they go outside for the first time, pretty much everything that happens in this match absolutely rocks. Either something visually impressive happens such as the aforementioned set forearm or Roman’s Spear on the outside where he leaps over the steps to catch AJ, or something brutal happens, like Joe adapting the Samoa Joe swing spot. The absolute best stuff here, such as the announce table spots, or the mid-air Spear finish, manages to combine the two, once again garnering that perfect combination.

In the end, Roman gets that Spear out of the air and wins. A result nobody really doubted, but like the month before, it’s done in a match that once again does a whole lot for everybody involved, on top of the incredible match. AJ Styles joins a real small group of guys like Bryan and Lesnar to realize what Roman’s gifts are and to craft a match around them that allows Roman to get the most out of his selling and his explosivity, not harming themselves in any way, and benefitting the guy more in one twenty-ish minute stretch than other big names could with years and years allegedly spent with the same goal in mind.

Masterful stuff, even with yet another unnecessary interruption.

Another real special match between these two, with the kicker being that in spite of having two of the best matches of 2016 (and then never wrestling again), you can tell there’s an even better match existing between them than we ever got to see.

****

The Wyatt Family vs. The Dudley Boyz/Rhino/Tommy Dreamer, WWE Raw (12/14/2015)

This was an Extreme Rules match.

It’s one of the surprises of the year out of WWE, as they get the full clearance to do everything WWE ever lets people do anymore, and it’s honestly kind of a hoot.vAfter a disappointing tables match (as most tables matches are) the night before, this is way more like it, and the match they needed to have for this to work, and to give the Wyatts not only a solid win, but a solid win in a match that’s even halfway memorable.

This being the best possible match for them isn’t just about the stipulation or it now being on TV, but the way that it’s allowed to break down and get chaotic. Spreading the thing out is as crucial as anything out. With the match spreading to all corners of the environment, the camera is able to jump over to whichever section is interesting at the moment, removing any real dead space or footage of people lying around for too long or clearly half assing it and waiting for a spot. This is also the only match on the show that gets to be as out of control and use the shortcuts that this match does, so they have full clearance to get as wild as possible, without the audience reaction being dulled by already having seen chairs and tables used already on the show. They get all of it. Moves off the stage through tables, the Braun Strowman barricade spot, chairs and trash cans whipped around at each other, all of it. It’s wild enough to just get past that overly sanitized feeling that’s permeated so much of WWE television while also carefully put and held together by a talent like Harper and experienced guys in a match like this like the old men, and allows the match to stand out.

Beyond just being fun as hell, it’s also put together in a way that makes as much sense as possible. The ECW guys (EV2.0 if this was TNA) eventually get picked off one by one, because they can’t really hang anymore. Strowman stampedes through Dreamer and the railing. The Dudleys get separated and fairly easily shut down. The one left who still has something is Rhino, and he delivers a charming little offensive attempt before getting surrounded and stopped.

After the Sister Abby, the focus goes instead to Rowan surprisingly. He splashes Rhino off the top through a table to win, which I guess is an attempt to try and build him back up for The Rock’s retirement match.

Genuinely really really fun, one of the major miracles of the year.

***

Daniel Bryan vs. Kane, WWE Extreme Rules (5/4/2014)

This was an EXTREME RULES match for Bryan’s WWE World Heavyweight Title.

To be clear, this is extremely stupid and because of Bryan’s injury weeks after this as a result of being run into the ground for the last year, it’s the only WWE Title defense Bryan gets to make on pay per view until 2018. The obvious first challenger for Bryan was Cesaro, fresh off a hot split from his anchor of a partner and the starmaking battle royal win. Of course, that didn’t happen because Cesaro never got to be anything, and instead, it’s an incredibly dull Kane feud. It’s the tired old angle of “Kane is evil again and stalks family or whatever”.

It’s not exciting and while the match is borderliine great, everything positive here happens entirely in spite of Kane, this decrepit old relic who can barely move around and which the series finale of the WWE seemed more than happy to write off with great haste a month prior.

That being said, it’s a promising sign for what might have been, as this is tried and true WWE top babyface nonsense. The sort of stuff that CM Punk never really got to do in a similar spot as Bryan in large part, the sort of goofy nonsense that really only gets handed out to guys at the very tippy top, and which explains why the WWE is the WWE and the last thirteen months was a complete mirage.

It’s a big stupid Kane match but with Daniel Bryan characteristics. You get all your big set bits — a brawl all over the arena, featuring not only stock finisher kickouts for our hero, but the survival of an announce table bump — but all done with more interesting set ups and executions than usual, and with Bryan’s manic bumping (which is truly unfortunate that he wastes a lot of those on a match like this) there to bolster it as well. Most of all, Bryan gets a big vehicle spot, as he forklifts Kane back into the ring from backstage and then does a headbutt of of it. Vince McMahon absolutely god damned LOVES commandeering or abusing a vehicle spots, it’s how you know someone is truly The Man, and it might be the most concrete evidence yet that for a solid eight or nine months, Daniel Bryan genuinely was The Guy.

Part of me thinks that it’s not that they tried to shove him down with a fucking Kane feud, it’s more that this is something that they genuinely thought would be good and work. Like Kane was still an opponent worthy of this, like all they had to do to get over him being murdered and seemingly killed off forever a month prior was just throw the mask back on him yet again and throw this back out there. Bryan’s still hot enough to make just about anything work, provided that he wins, so yeah, it’s classic WWE horse shit. It’s not an aberration, it’s not deliberately harmful, this is just what they do.

I would believe that a little more strongly had this show not then ended with Kane sitting up, shooting off fire from the stage, and having his music played while Bryan had to pretend to be afraid despite beating this loser up and winning fairly, while Michael Cole shouted that Bryan was lucky to have survived.

The golden age isn’t quite over, because there’s such an emphatic and obvious end to it a month from now, but watching this, I think that might just be a simple nail in the coffin because holy shit, the golden age is over.

This is a deeply stupid company and it genuinely was all an accident. Even if you get everything you ever wanted, the postscript is wasting Daniel Bryan’s last healthy month on a fucking Kane feud where someone who survived Evolution and all these odds then has to cower in fear over someone they literally just beat clean as a sheet. It’s bullshit. It’s obviously bullshit. Nothing ever changes at this point.

A different face is all the change you were ever going to get. Slop with a different face on the canister for the time being, the one the paypigs and pisspigs spent the last nine months shouting for. It’s not different, but for the time being, you’re stupid enough to be fooled by simply the illusion of difference.

Here it is.

Eat your fucking slop.

 

 

 

Randy Orton vs. The Big Show, WWE Extreme Rules (5/19/2013)

This was an EXTREME RULES MATCH.

It’s some real fun WWE bullshit that knows it’s WWE bullshit. They hit some cool spots and get in and out before it’s ever boring. Super borderline stuff, but I respect this sort of efficiency and simplicity a lot, and it’s better than you might think. The big fellow lays it on thick and takes some real nasty bumps for a guy his size on the way to finally having a few months off. Orton looks like he gives a shit again, which might be the most surprising thing of all, but should have actually been a tip off that someone backstage told him he was about to positioned to actually Do Things again. The Big Show is too big for RKOs to work, so following a second one on a chair, Orton goes back to the roots with the first punt in something like three years for the win.

Randy Orton getting back in touch with the older version of himself probably won’t go anywhere, so it’s just a neat little thing.