Monday, November 5, 2007

Link Blogging about deaths, steroids, and less depressing things

The Fabulous Moolah has passed away at the age of 84. My condolences to her family. Her run as Women's Champion (28 years!) makes Trish Stratus's one year and change recently look like a hiccup by comparison, although it must be said that this happened in an era when Bruno Sammartino could hold the WWF Championship for seven years. She'll always be remembered for that, to the point where Whoopie Goldberg mentioned her on The View this morning; not that I saw it or anything.

She was from a completely different era of women's wrestling, before everything from GLOW to bra and panties matches made the requirements for being a female wrestler were more about how you looked than how you could actually, you know, wrestle. Hopefully the WWE will give her more a decent tribute tonight, especially since her appearences there in later years made her look like a total joke to a whole generation of fans (myself included), as she was pretty much relegated to innane comedy skits as Mae Young's sidekick, in skits that I presume Vince (and only Vince) found absolutely hilarious. WWE.com already has a tribute page up for her, and I expect Trish Stratus and other non-WWE affiliated folks to offer their memories and condolences, but hopefully they can work at least a video package in to RAW in to all the stuff they have lined up for sweeps.

On a completely different note, the fact that they were worried that Jericho might come to blows with Jim Norton (detalined further on in the article I just linked to) is hilarious to me. Mainly because Jim Morton looks like this; he's one of the few celebrities Jericho could seriously intimidate. Well, okay, that's not entirely true; maybe it's just the mental image of the buggy eyed fellow in the Liontamer that popped in my head that's making this situation funnier than it should be.

In news related to people who have been on WWE TV lately (but won't be much in the next couple months), Chris Masters and DH Smith have been suspended as part of the Wellness Policy. The announcement is on WWE.com (along with their real names, which is an odd touch), as part of their new transparency in handling drug violations or, as I like to call it, "hey Congress, get off our back!" It's pretty sad to see Smith get suspended this early in his career, but given who his dad was, it's not entirely surprising. I wonder if they were suspicious of him and that's why he didn't get the huge debut you'd expect, or if the scuttling of the New Hart Foundation was the catalyst for that. At any rate, he's out for a month. Masters is out for two, and I really have to wonder why they're still bothering with him at this point; if they keep the guy around when his physique is obviously the only thing the guy has going for him, and it's obvious how he's maintaining it, then how does that make the Wellness Policy look like it has any teeth? Although Lashley is a walking undermining of it, and he'll probably be main eventing when he gets back, so I guess that answers my question.

Finally, in something that actually pertains to the onscreen product, on top of dusting off a bunch of old guys to pop a rating instead of building up new talent, WWE has an interesting inter-promotional tag match lined up for RAW. If nothing else, I always thought Jeff Hardy and Rey would make a good team, so it should be fun to see them work together (and see if they do a 619/swanton combo). So there's that to look forward to, and make me feel like I'm watching RAW for a reason besides habit, which is pretty rare these days.

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