"Genre fiction has always been poking around the mainstream"

I'm waiting on Sal Bass's review.

Apparently I'm the only one who likes the Beat the Clock challenge? It allows for matches to feel like it's "over time" and thus you see the wrestlers go for knock out blows as quickly as possible. It's not something I want to see every week, but it's nice for a change of pace.

Whenever the Twitter ticker comes on, I assume the guys in the truck are bored and assume the viewer is checking Twitter anyway.

I'm semi-retired (started playing in 1994, and I have top 8'd at PTQs in my playing days) but I still usually go to the annual core set pre-release. I really don't enjoy what magic has become. Removal costs way too much, and creatures are way too strong. It doesn't "feel" like magic to an OG like me.

Sasha is by far one of, if not the, greatest wrestlers in the entire company. She's got the look, the offense, the charisma, and the "it" factor.

I want a Paul Heyman spin off where he takes some fat slob and motivates him to lose weight by cutting hypeman promos while the dude sweats to death on an elliptical.

What a terrible take on the Charles scenes. These were the scenes I connected with the most. Everyone has held a rando job that you drudge through until that one day where you get to showcase your passion. You feel invigorated and appreciated for once.

NXT is in a weird transition phase right now. KO, Enzo/Cass, and the majority of the divr (as pronounced by Layla) division have their collective feet out the door. What's left for the most part are prospects with a lot of work to do. Samoa Joe is the next logical main eventer, but his ring work has been largely…

This was a pretty entertaining Raw considering Lesnar/Taker is in a holding pattern until next week. Not sure why instead of the recap from last week, they couldn't have Heyman do a promo?

Did we watch the same show? I didn't laugh during the Charles sex scene? I saw someone continuously touching the edges around faithfulness, trying very hard not to get sucked into temptations. Notice how Charles is basically empty at the strip club. It shows that it isn't women he's after, but the feeling of being…

I genuinely laughed at "Just Happy to Gore Here." And I agree with a lot of the other commentators here. Corbin is a huge dude who can win at professional football and semi-pro martial arts? Then why does he walk around like a Playstation 1 polygon?

I understand that NXT, being a taped show, needs to be creative in how its presented as live events swirl around it, but it was still pretty ridiculous that the announcers kept trying to pretend that they were just "three days away from Tokyo!"

Every single word of this article is completely wrong. The Wizard is awesome. For example, Lucas was perfectly cast as the villain because it turns out he has issues with keeping his Power Gloves off of strangers.

Although that opening segment was overly long, the unbridled glee of Joey Mercury sprinting towards his Caddy like it was his own personal Red Ryder BB Gun saved the whole thing.

That Finn Balor July 4th promo is so badass. I'd be on board with WWE broadcasting more big international house shows. Right now the Network is still trying to figure out what it is. Most of the "exclusive" content that is currently offered is complete garbage.

Summer Rae flourished on NXT as the Regina George alpha-bitch. She'll never be elite in the ring, but she's not as bad as most of the main roster Divas.

Dana Brooke might be even worse than Mojo. Probably because the NXT Diva division is so stacked with talent that she looks that much more out of place.

Kevin Owens continues to get hotter every week because WWE allows him to be dangerous. Wyatt, Rusev, Barrett, and Punk all overachieved in getting heat, but were never allowed to tackle WWE's power structure. They racked up meaningless wins until being swatted back down to the undercard.

I know the standard MTV nostalgia is that "I liked MTV when they played music" but this show was when MTV showed young people having fun and being trainwrecks in a silly way. Not as in a "my life is ruined and I cannot vote yet" kinda way.