Friends and I paid for the Rumble last night. First PPV I've seen in many years.

When WWE become TAME AS FUCK? I hadn't watched it in so long and yet predicted that the only belt that would change hands was the women's belt. None of the wrestlers seem to have any charisma or charm; none of the matches had much "awe factor". Mysterio vs Undertaker was a bit of a joke. The Rumble itself was very pedestrian.

In the Rumble itself, did Triple H fuck his knee? Michaels Sweet Chin Music'd him out, but it was more like an unplanned mercy move; HHH didn't seem like he was able to go on, and it looked like he wasn't meant to go out that early.

What happened to the days when there were about 16 people in the ring all at once? It was basically a succession of quick singles matches, that came down to the last four in Batista, HBK, Cena and Edge. Hm...

Still, though, it was a pretty good drinking game.


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