Tommy Dreamer: Great Paul Heyman, or the Greatest Paul Heyman?

So, yeah, Dreamer's Paul E. costume (and Joey and Tazz burying their old boss without ever mentioning his name) is the best thing on ECW ever. In any incarnation. The rest of the show was the usual, although the Miz/Morrison match was shockingly pretty solid stuff (for serious!) until the abrupt ending. The Battle Royal, well, it was only five minutes and I still fast fowarded through it. Mark Henry going over was kind of a surprise, almost as much as the fact that after the first ten years of his career, the WWE decided to renew his contract. That said, he's the kind of mid-drawer guy who never caught on anywhere else that the old ECW used to get over when the real Paul E. was in charge. Of course, he hid everyone's (often glaring weaknesses), while the WWE just keeps pounding away on pushes for people like Henry and other people who generated less heat than a meat locker until the crowd either gives in and accepts them at the level Vince and co. are convinced they deserve to be on or they finally throw up their hands and give up. Test is the best recent example. But anyway, to bludgeon a deadhorse with a barbwire wrapped kendo stick (because that's one extreme metaphor), I'd be willing to take Mark Henry as an ECW main eventer over Viscera at this point. I used to kind of like Vis, too; maybe it's his jiggly moobs that have unleashed my fury on him. Or hanging out with Matt Stryker. In any event, I'm at the point where Black Predator is looking like a good alternative, so things are dire. Almost as dire as the length of this paragraph.