The last couple weeks, I have posted columns about what every WWE fan should do before they die, as shown by WWE Magazine. This column is along a much different vein. This column is about something that is bothering me, something I don’t understand, something that needs to change, because as the title states: Seriously, What the Hell? What is the topic I speak of? I say, put the “E” back in ECW.
As I am writing, it is Wednesday, which means that so far this week I have bared witness to both Monday Night RAW and Tuesday Night ECW. Correct me if I am wrong, but I thought that ECW stood for Extreme Championship Wrestling…but lately, I’d be sooner to take up residence in Jerry Lawler’s camp where the inhabitants profess that ECW is Extremely Crappy Wrestling.
Between the two shows, three total hours of wrestling programming, one of which should in all respects be extreme, the most “extreme” thing I remember seeing was “The Nature Boy” Ric Flair flab-flopping Vince McMahon through a table to win a career threatening Street Fight on RAW. Oh, wait, lets not forget John Cena utilizing a steel chair for five seconds when him and The Legend Killer took on the RAW locker room. *yawn*
Does anyone see the problem here? Not only were these two short segments not extreme by any stretch of the human imagination, they didn’t even occur in an ECW ring! Seriously, what the hell? I am a huge fan of the classic ECW, where men climbed between the ropes and literally used whatever they could get their hands on to beat their opponent to a bloody pulp. Sure, it wasn’t wrestling, but it was entertaining none the less. Flaming tables, barbed wire steel chairs, and cheese graters all were common weapons of choice. If there wasn’t blood, the match hadn’t started yet.
You can even tell the difference in the representation of ECW by the biggest names in the locker room. Classic ECW boasted Terry Funk, Mick Foley, the Sandman…the new ECW? The biggest, most popular guy is the straight-edge superstar C.M. Punk! Totally opposite side of the spectrum. The ratings for ECW are so low because, to be frank, no one cares anymore. It’s a sad day when one realizes that after seeing RAW and ECW, the only “Holy Shit” chants to be heard come after two old men fall through a table placed delicately two feet from the top rope in the ring, God forbid someone get hurt.
Long story short, it’s time to put the “E” back into ECW, it’s time to see something extreme, its time to replace the “What the hell?” statements with the classic “Holy Shit!” chants.
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