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WWE presents Payback 2013
June 16, 2013

by The Rick
Undisputed Lord and Master of OOWrestling.com


I like to think I've cultivated a readership who share my tastes and sensibilities. As such, I like to think you were all as distraught as I was back when "Arrested Development" got cancelled. Either that, or you discovered the show later, on DVD or streaming, and became retroactively distraught.

In either case, this is the part where I hereby officialy endorse the new "season" of Arrested Development that debuted on Netflix last month. It's not just a feel-good reunion dealy, nor a rehash of the greatest hits... it's a genuine, for real, revival.
I just got done watching all the new ones this weekend, and I couldn't be more satisfied. Every bit as good as advertised, and every bit as good as I could have hoped. The only SLIGHT misrepresentation: you can't really watch them in any order, as the creator/writer hyped. It's a clever show, but it ain't THAT clever so as to have achieved total narrative symmetry.
But watch in the order listed, and you will be in for a treat. I already have a hankerin' to re-watch, just because I know there's stuff I missed. But I can't. For as of Monday, I have to begin Project Heisenberg.... I have two months before "Breaking Bad" starts its final half-season, and I have 55 episodes that need rewatching. Priorities, priorities.
I digress. Point is, the new AD is definitely worth signing up for Netflix, if you aren't already.
And the other point is, here's what happened at the just-completed Payback 2013 pay-per-view:

  • On the "Kickoff" show: The rejiggering of the preshow concept continues, as WWE kicked things off with the Sheamus/Sandow match, and actually let it be a full-length affair. It was a quite good, and 12 minutes long (with a "commercial" break, consisting of two hype packages that would otherwise have aired as stand alone segments). My guess is half the matches on the actual PPV fall short of this one, quality-wise... the other half of the preshow was focused on "expert" analysis by a panel consisting of Big Show, R-Truth, and Cody Rhodes, which was not too hateful. Complaint: Renee Young did an excellent job chairing the panel last month on the preshow, so why is Josh Mathews doing it this month?

  • Opening Video Package/Etc: After an introductory montage (which had a Chicago Mafia theme), we hit the music and pyro, and are live inside the All-State Arena. A quick welcome from Cole, King, and JBL, and then we head to the ring...

  • Curtis Axel wins the IC Title in a 3-Way Match, over Wade Barrett and Miz. Paul Heyman's the most-over man in the opening stages of the match, as the crowd fires up a big "EC-DUB" chant. After some three-way blow-trading (that sounds dirty), Heyman coached Axel to step out of the ring and relax while Barrett and Miz wore each other out. Good strategy.

    When Barrett tried to drag Axel back into the ring, Axel crotched him on the top rope, and tossed him out of the ring. With Wade powdered out, Axel took command, and started taking all kinds of pages out of his dad's playbook, including the Perfect kneelift and the sitting snapmare. Crowd popped for each recognizable hold, but generally didn't seem to give a crap about getting behind Miz.

    In fact, as time goes on, and Axel builds up goodwill with the fans, he's getting nominal cheers. When Wade got back in the ring to break up a near fall, the crowd booed him hard. With all three men in the ring, Miz started a big babyface fire up against both men; he got 80% boos and 20% cheers. Ahhhh, Chicago, you magnificent bastards.
    The guys start trading bigger blows and near falls, and when Axel hits the PerfectPlex on Barrett, the crowd goes nuts. They also boo like mad when Miz dares to break it up. Axel gets up to confront Miz, and after a quick grapple, eats the Skull Crushing Finale. Wade breaks it up, but immediately tries to make a cover of his own before Axel can recover. Miz re-breaks it up, and starts to tangle with Barrett.
    After some double reversey, Miz is able to cinch in the Figure Four. Barrett tries to make it to the ropes, but Miz drags it back into the center of the ring... and just when Wade is contemplating a tap-out, Axel leaps to his feet and covers Barrett's shoulders, while the Figure Four is still locked in. Miz does not tap out, but cannot kick out.

    And just like that, almost 23 years to the day after Mr. Perfect won his first IC Title (one mounted on white, no less, since it had last been held by the Ultimate Warrior), his son is the new IC Champ. The crowd gave a big ol' babyface pop for the finish, and I gotta say, it put a smile on my face, too. Then again, Mr. Perfect was the first bad guy I ever cheered for when I was a little kid.

    Regardless, a very solid 12 minute opener, and given Miz's shortcomings as a babyface, probably as close to a crowd pleasing finish as they could deliver.

  • Backstage: Heyman and Axel are walking, with Heyman telling Axel how great he is... and that's when Triple H pops out of a side hatch to stare Axel down. No words are exchanged, and eventually Vince McMahon arrives to congratulate Axel and send him on his way. Vince reminds HHH that he's OK'd HHH vs. Axel for tomorrow on RAW, and HHH reminds Vince that he doesn't really want that match, anymore. Hokay.

  • AJ Lee beats Kaitlyn to become the new Women's Champion. As soon as AJ gets to the ring and the ref rings the bell, Kaitlyn goes into Berzerker Mode, including tossing AJ over the Spanish Announce Table. As the flailing assault continues, the announcers tell us that Kaitlyn's suffering a little flu bug, but wasn't gonna miss this chance to get at AJ.

    While the match is outside the ring, AJ ducks a charge, and Kaitlyn crashes into the barricade, launching AJ's heel beatdown. Crowd's kind of out of it, even after Kaitlyn starts a rally by pulling a dropkick out of nowhere. Things pick up a bit when AJ tries a crucifix pinning combo, but Kaitlyn rolls through it, and stands up with AJ on her shoulders. Kaitlyn hits a big slam, but only gets a two.

    After another exchange, AJ regains control, and decides to go up top. But Kaitlyn catches her... but AJ wanted to get caught, because from her perch on Kaitlyn's shoulders, she wraps her leg around Kaitlyn's neck and locks in the Black Widow.

    Kaitlyn fights it, though, and turns it into a sidewalk slam. Then, she immediately follows up with a wicked spear... but instead of making the cover, she pulls AJ up into a sitting position and blows her a kiss. When she does make the cover, the delay is enough to allow AJ to kick out.

    Kaitlyn tries another spear, but this time, AJ is able to dodge, and Kaitlyn runs into the turnbuckle. AJ immediately cinches in the Black Widow again, and this time, Kaitlyn eventually taps out.

    Pretty decent little match, around 10 minutes or so, even if the crowd was a bit out of it.

    Then again, the crowd are also dicks. When Kaitlyn lingers in the ring, looking despondent, they serenade her with a "You tapped out" chant. C'mon, on top of all the head games AJ is playing, she's also pissed at HERSELF for blowing AJ a kiss when she should have made the cover. This isn't some precious girly-girl moment, jerks.

  • Backstage: Layla is trying to console Kaitlyn, and Nattie and Alicia Fox eventually try to join in. Kaitlyn just sort of shoves them aside and walks away, wanting to wallow in her shame alone.

  • Dean Ambrose defeats Kane, via count-out, to retain the US Title. Out of the gate, Kane's size and power play, and he pretty much dominates Ambrose. That doesn't stop Ambrose from talking trash, even as he gets his ass handed to him, playing up the idea that he ain't quite right in the head.

    But as tends to be the case, the big man gets chopped down to size, eventually. After a chop block, Ambrose launches into a leg related beatdown, focused on Kane's left knee. When Kane was able to mount a minor comeback, he went up top and (after a quick exchange where Ambrose almost got a superplex) landed his big clothesline. But that just did more damage to his injured leg, and Ambrose was able to regain control.

    Ambrose started with a sleeper, but Kane escaped. Ambrose used a series of kicks, but Kane countered with a big boot of his own. Ambrose did a flurry of bitchslaps, but that just made Kane angry. And then, the coup de grace: Ambrose attempted to do Undertaker's Old School Rope Walk. That made Kane VERY angry.

    Kane yanked Ambrose off the rope, and went on a tear. Kane tossed Ambrose, and then tore the hood off the Spanish Announce Table, planning on chokeslamming Ambrose through it... but as he set up, Ambrose countered it with a snap DDT on the floor. The ref had been counting the whole time, and was up to 7.

    Ambrose immediately jumped into the ring. But Kane was KO'd, and got counted out. Nondescript 10 minute match, but with an ending that does exactly what it should have: save face for Kane, while keeping the title on Ambrose. I'll take it.

  • Holy Shit! They cut to a video package. Hey, I know that music! I haven't heard it in 6 years, but I know it! And the accompanying video makes it clear that Rob Van Dam is returning next month at the Money in the Bank PPV, which just so happens to be in Philly. Even the fans in Chicago go apeshit for this revelation.

  • Alberto del Rio defeats Dolph Ziggler to win the World Heavyweight Title. Boxing style intros, and this crowd is going to be a tough one for Alberto. Even Ricardo gets booed, and EVERYbody loves Ricardo. Sounds like your standard kiddies vs. grown-ups breakdown.

    In the opening moments, Ziggler repeated ducks out of the ring to regroup, playing up the notion that he's being careful and maybe even still feeling the after effects of his concussion. This mutes the crowd's support for Ziggler, and they decide to amuse themselves by firing up an "RVD" chant.

    Ziggler finally lingers in the ring long enough for del Rio to land one solid shot to the back of his head. All of a sudden, Ziggler drops to the mat, and starts holding his head. The ref keeps checking on him, but lets the match continue. For his part, del Rio keeps assaulting Ziggler's skull with kicks, backdrop suplexs, and bouncing him off the announce table.

    Langston has seen enough of the abuse, and tries to step in, but the ref immediately ejects him from ringside. The distraction gives Ziggler a brief chance to regain control, but del Rio snuffs that out, post haste. Alberto once again targets Ziggler's skull with extreme prejudice, and it's clear they've decided to roll with the punches: del Rio's definitely playing up the heelishness, and Ziggler's the sympathetic babyface.

    Del Rio is, for lack of a better word, ruthless in his onslaught. Even Cole starts feeling sorry for Ziggler, and JBL heels it up by insisting the ref should just call for the bell and give the match to Alberto.

    Dolph gets a bit of a hope spot, but when he tries to go to the top rope, he's slow getting there, and del Rio catches him. With both men up top, Alberto hits a KILLER inverted superplex. Awesome move. But it only gets a two. But it's also enough to get an actual trainer to ringside, to check on Dolph's actual condition.

    Del Rio doesn't want a medical stoppage, though, and just kicks Ziggler from behind in a total Pearl Harbor move. The trainer tries to check on Dolph again, del Rio just hauls Ziggler back into the ring and hits an enzuigiri. Ziggler kicks out at 2 to a huge pop. Now, del Rio is REALLY hamming it up as a heel, and stands tall over Ziggler's carcass, posing.

    Ziggler uses his last reserves to spring to his feet and hit a Zig Zag out of nowhere. But he lands hard, and can't make the cover. Alberto's the first to his feet, sees Ziggler is still down, and sports a shit-eating grin. He lines it up, and hits a big round house kick. Ziggler can't kick out this time.

    The boos rain down, even as Ricardo tries to lead a "Si! Si! Si!" chant. Once del Rio is gone, the crowd fires up a "Ziggler" chant as he stumbles away from the ring.

    Not a workrate classic by any means, but what a story they told. So from that perspective, a very fine 15 minute display of pro wrestling. It'll be interesting to see if this is something to give Ziggler even more time to fully recover, or if he's just fine, and this serves as a double turn, a la Austin/Hart (which, it should be noted, also took place in Chicago).

  • After the Match: while the announcers are talking about the great effort by Ziggler, del Rio returns to the stage with a mic, and brags about what a great champion he is. The crowd ain't buying it. So, umm, on-purpose double turn, it is!

  • CM Punk defeats Chris Jericho. Jericho enters first, and isn't so much booed as ignored. He gets to the ring, and the fans are just chanting "SEE EM PUNK" at him.
    Then Punk's music fires up, and without hardly any drama, Punk himself steps out onto the stage and heads towards the ring. Punk's even got some custom outfittery (Chicago Blackhawks-related), as well as Wolverine mutton chops. So much for the no-show/bait-and-switch theories. The biggest swerve is no swerve at all, I guess?

    Ring the bell, and we're off. No screwing around, no finger pokes of doom. Just off to the races. Quick back and forth, which Jericho wins, introducing the concept of "ring rust." Also, it introduces the concept of "Chicago booing the shit out of Jericho."

    And almost immediately, I see where they're going: Punk would manage a hope spot, and then do one of two things... (1) completely whiff on a follow up move, or (2) pantomime (Broadly) that he was terribly out of breath and needed a rest. After the third or fourth time, the announcers begin to pick up on it, too, and explain it to the fans at home who are a bit slower on the uptake than The Rick.

    However, nobody's explaining it to the lemmings in Chicago, who continue to cheer their hometown boy despite his increasingly obvious shortcomings. Heyman tries to help them grasp it by making various "I'm so embarassed to count this guy as my client" faces, but they aren't paying attention. Of course, even Punk's "ring rust" hope spots are pretty cool, including one where he hit his running knee in the corner, and did his own commentary by shouting "Vintage Punk~!" at the top of his lungs.

    Punk's first real offense is an Anaconda Vince out of nowhere. He cinches it in good and tight, but Jericho fights and gets a rope break. Punk tries to follow up with the GTS, but Jericho easily counters into a Walls. Heyman gets up on the apron to create a distraction, and that allows Punk to escape, and try another GTS. Jericho escapes again, and this time, segues smoothly into a Codebreaker. Punk kicks out.
    Punk's on rubber legs, but the crowd is super hot hot behind him as they do the YAY/BOO fisticuffs. Punk now seems to have gotten a second wind, and follows up with a Macho Man Elbow. Then, another GTS attempt. This one connects! But Jericho kicks out at 2.

    All of a sudden, Punk gets the same hopeless look in his eyes, like he had the night he walked out on RAW. The crowd starts chanting "One More Time." Punk decides that's a good idea. Jericho escapes, but Punk immediately clotheslines him out of the ring and follows up with a suicide dive.

    Punk tosses Jericho back into the ring, and tries to follow up with a springboard clothesline, but Jericho plucks him out of mid-air with an Atomic Codebreaker. SURELY that will do it?

    NO! Punk kicks out at 2 and 99/100ths. And stop calling me Shirley.

    Jericho flips the switch, and stops being Y2J, and becomes a total prick heel, complete with a sort of stump-puller/elbow-strike combo. Punk tries to pull a standing rana out of his ass, but as soon as he does, Jericho catches him and counters it into the Walls. Actually, he cinched it in so good, it was almost an old school Liontamer.

    But Punk fought out with a series of elbows, and suddenly snatched Jericho up for a GTS. The way Jericho landed, he actually fell into the corner and bounced right back into Punk's clutches for a second rapid-fire GTS. And that, my friends, is enough to keep Jericho down for 3.

    I thought they were going somewhere with the Punk overselling the ring rust opening minutes, but nope... just a tinch of realism, I guess. After those 5-6 minutes, we settled in to a more standard pace and it was really, really good. Probably 20 minutes, all told, and the false finishes at the end gave it a satisfactorially epic feel.

    As you'd expect, Punk got a lengthy post match celebration with his homies, too (hey, Punk's Hot Sister Sighting!). He even seemed to brush Heyman off, so he could bask in it by himself. Hmmmm...

  • Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns defeat Daniel Bryan and Randy Orton to retain the Tag Team Titles. Shield enters, then Orton and Bryan enter, separately, giving the commentary crew all the ammo they need to start in with the doubts about Orton/Bryan's samepagery.

    Bryan starts, and gets about 30 seconds of offense before Reigns uses his size and strength to take command. Frequent tags and standard cut-the-ring-in-half strategy. You know, the stuff the Shield is really good at. While Reigns handles the physical side of things, Rollins provides some narration, just to rub it in.

    About 4-5 minutes in, Bryan hits a dropkick, and reveals he was only the Decoy Face in Peril, as he tags Orton in. Orton has his way with Rollins. Reigns tries to interfere, and gets a Hangman DDT. Orton refocuses on Rollins, and hits him with another Hangman DDT... but before Orton can follow up with an RKO, Reigns manages a cheapshot, and just like that, the tide is turned.

    As Orton begins getting his ass kicked as the real face in peril, the live audience decides to chant for "RVD RVD RVD" again. Bryan does what he can to refocus them with generic cheerleader tactics, but it's possible the crowd is just spent after the Punk match. That, or they don't give a shit about Orton and are just waiting for Bryan to tag back in. If so, I commend them for their discriminating tastes.

    And soon enough, they get their wish. Bryan gets the hot tag, and doe snot disappoint. Divebomb dropkicks, and plenty of YES! kicks, and Reigns in is trouble. Rollins tries to get involved, and he gets tossed. Bryan lines up for his suicide 7-10 split, but Reigns shoves Rollins out of the way and pull Orton into the way. Bryan crashes into his partner.

    Orton's toast. The Shield try to capitalize by double-teaming on Bryan, but Bryan is not a push-over. He goes on another rally, including a sweet top rope double-underhook suplex on Rollins. But 2 is still more than one, so Bryan finds himself in trouble.

    Orton eventually gets into the ring to help, but when he spots Reigns running at him with a spear, he sidesteps, and Bryan eats the spear. Orton does manage to hit an RKO on Reigns, but then Rollins tosses him out of the ring, and hits the already-groggy Bryan with a giant boot to the head. One, two, and three.

    Didn't seem to ever hit the same level as some of the other recent TV matches featuring these same players, but it was a solid 12 minute contest. The finish was pretty much pitch perfect, with the Shield going over clean, but with both Bryan and Orton screwing the other over at one point leading up to the finish. Works for me.

  • John Cena defeats Ryback in a Three Stages of Hell Match to retain the WWE Title. Lengthy explanatory introduction by Justin Roberts, then the Lumberjacks enter for the first fall. Mostly your C-listers, but also a few difference makers, like Sheamus, Kane, and Langston. Then Ryback enters. Then Cena.

    Opening minutes are pretty much just tossing the other guy out of the ring in the direction of the llumberjacks who are the opposite of his heel/face alignment. WWE heel/face alignment, not Chicago heel/face alignment. Ergo: Ryback tosses Cena to the heels, and Cena tosses Ryback to the faces.

    The formula continued until Cena tossed Ryback, and then followed up by going up top, and hitting a massive top-to-the-floor cross body onto Ryback and about 15 other men. Big time move, and a great visual. But it took as much out of Cena as it did Ryback. Once the 'jacks did their job, Cena and Ryback were both in the ring, and both hurting.

    A very quick exchange, and all of a sudden Ryback lands Shellshock. And Cena doesn't kick out. So Ryback's up 1 fall to none. You know, I really love 2 out of 3 falls and Ironman match and all, but done poorly, you get stuff like this, where a fall happens unrealistically quickly or after inadequate damage, just to get it out of the way. The cool part of these matches is that they are more grueling than regular matches... making each individual fall 1/3rd as grueling as a regular match, so the total match is equally as grueling is no way to live.

    Anyway, there's about a 30 second rest phase, as the lumberjacks file out, then we start the Tables Match portion of our match.

    Ryback in control, picking up where he left off, and gets a table set up in pretty short order. Cena's able to counter, and gets Ryback up for an F-U, but while Ryback's up on Cena's shoulders, he reaches out and flips the table out of the ring, so Cena can't end the fall.

    Cena gets another table AND a set of the steel ringsteps, and we enter a phase where about 4 tables get broken, but not by Cena or Ryback's bodies... the steel ring steps get used as a battering ram, but the other guy moves, and the steps wreck the tables.

    Finally, the steps are carelessly flung out of the ring by Ryback (sweet fancy moses, man! you could have hurt someone!), and one more table is brought into the ring. But before Ryback can use it, Cena musters one last burst of energy, and F-U's Ryback through same said table.

    Now tied at 1 fall apiece.

    But the table bumps merely stunned Ryback, while Cena's still overall more wounded. There's supposed to be a 30 second rest phase, I gather, but Ryback's having none of that happy crappy. Instead, he attacks Cena from behind, and tosses him out of the ring. Then, he powerbombs Cena through the Spanish Announce Table. Then, he tosses Cena back in the ring. Apparently, Ryback interrupted the rest period, and the ref couldn't start the third fall until both men were back in the ring.

    So now, and only now, does the Ambulance Match begin.

    Ryback immediately drags Cena out to the ambulance, where they start using the prop for all its worth. Cena busts open an equipment hatch, and uses crutches and other stuff. Ryback whips Cena into an open door, which immediately comes off the hinges. Ryback pulls a side panel off and uses it as a weapon. Cena pulls the siren fixture off the top of the ambulance and uses THAT as a weapon.

    Just about the only part of the ambulance that ISN'T clearly gimmicked is the side window, which Ryback punches in frustration... but it doesn't give. Ahhhh, visions of Goldberg punching a limo window.

    Anyway, the display of gimmickery reaches its climax once both men end up on top of the ambulance. They trade blows. Ryback goes for Shellshocked, but Cena counters into an F-U... and the roof of the ambulance gives way, apparently (they shot it from a poor camera angle), because the bell rings and Cena begins celebrating. It seems as though Ryback entered the ambulance the hard way.

    Ended up being about 25 minutes all told, with the lumberjack portion seeming to be the longest, and the final fall the shortest. Maybe the breakdown was something like 10/8/7. The tables match portion was probably the best, since I like table teases a little more than extremely fakey gimmicked prop ambulances. That said, these two put all the props at their disposal to good use, and I don't think you can complain with the overall results.

    As the show wraps up, credit where it's due: they did dust off an actually useful angle of the final F-U through the ambulance roof, so my guess is they played it safe on the live shot, in case something went wrong, even if it looked like crap. Then they showed the better angle once they were sure it would play.

    Fade to black on Cena doing what Cena does: celebrating a PPV win....

And so ends the show. All in all, a pretty enjoyable one, if I do say so myself.
Not everything was a world-beater, but almost every match got the most out of its participants. Cena and Ryback got props to play with, to cover up their lack of grappling skill. The Shield's matches didn't have nearly the same magic as usual, but had pitch perfect finishes. Nobody wanted to see del Rio win, but WWE kind of tapped into that with a cool double-turn. And who would have pegged Curtis Axel as one of the highlights of the night? And yet, he is, thanks to how WWE booked that opening match.
Of course, if discussing "highlights of the night," you must immediately go to the Punk/Jericho match. In a vacuum, it was really good, and creatively laid out (starting with Punk overselling how out of shape he was, only to end up having a competitive match)... but add in the lowered expectations of all the no-show/bait-and-switch theories, along with the electric Chicago crowd, and that takes it up another level in terms of intangibles/subjective value. Certainly not to same degree as Punk/Cena 2 years ago, but this was still nothing to sneeze at.
So that was a pretty high peak, tonight. And WWE did a better-than-usual job avoiding any valleys, too. A really nice top-to-bottom effort. It's been a while since we've gotten a show this devoid of piss breaks. I'll take it!
We'll find out how they follow up tomorrow night. Seems like Cena's probably now due for a new challenger (Ryback's gotta be 2 and out, right?), and Mark Henry's coming back. Related? And of course, what of Punk? Is he back for good? If so, what exactly are his feelings towards Heyman after tonight's odd brush-off? All kinds of stuff....
If you don't tune in, remember to come on back here for my full RAW Recap. I'll spin the yarn for you, perhaps even better than WWE spins it themselves. That's what I do.
Feel free to thank me, in the manner you feel is appropriate. See you tomorrow, kids....


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